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| Revolution has landed; CJB 2 | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 17 2007, 04:27 PM (14 Views) | |
| C.J Barnett | Nov 17 2007, 04:27 PM Post #1 |
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Chris Judas Barnett was not a complicated man, he was more practical and simple man with a simple plan, why bother hyping up when the crowd would do it for you? Why go for big ass pyrotechnics when all the bombs you needed would be dropped in the ring: in front of those people who loved to watch match ups so much. Some people just thought that they had all the answers even when they haven’t heard the first question. CJ sat on a plane watching the sky from his window seat as the blond stewardess came around beside him across the hallway with her cart of drinks and snacks, she gave him a smile and with her best PR-voice she chirped. “Sir May I offer you a drink or some snacks perhaps, we got specials today” “Bunch of god damn sideshows and freaks all of them” CJ mumbles and keeps his eyes looking outside of the window as the stewardess clears her throat and tries again: “Sir would you care to have some drinks or something else from the cart we have here?” CJ snaps out of it and turns to the blond with a smile on his face, he leans in for a closer look at her nametag “Kimberly” it read with nice italic capitals, what a nice name. He used to new a girl by that name some years ago, in a different life. “Sorry Kim I can’t drink now I have a big thing ahead of me and need to keep my head in check, this guy shadows has a fitting name since that’s just where he will stay when I’m finished with him. So no drinks, no snacks nothing of the sort babe, I just can’t have distractions now” Then Barnett realizes he just called the stewardess Kim, that’s a common nickname but he’s talking to her like he did to Kim back in the day, they look so alike. “I’m sorry Ms Kimberly, I’m not that filled up on money right now, on a tight budget have to pay for my travels and all, I’m a traveling entertainer of sorts.” Kimberly smiled politely to the eccentric man and nods her eyes brighten up as she hears the word “entertainer” the guy looked like a musician to her maybe he was a rock star who wanted to travel on his own so he wouldn’t draw attention to himself or something, stars are always weird or so she read on magazines and those darn reporters know all about the entertainment business. “You’re a rock star aren’t you? Maybe a bass player, drummer or at least a guitarist oh no now I get it you’re a vocalist I can see it from your eyes. You are aren’t you?” She was so certain of her view that what she heard next took her right off her feet. “A Rock star, do I really look like that to you Kimberly? Sorry to disappoint you but I am not a rock star not even close if you absolutely must know I’m a up and coming professional wrestler and on my way for a very important match for this Monday so I need to keep myself in prime shape to have an edge against my opponent.” CJ smiled at her but she looked back at him and CJ could hear the disgust in her voice when she sighed: “A wrestler? You have to be kidding me, grown men dressing up in tights and slapping each other, I’ve seen that nonsense on TV my boyfriend watches it a lot and yells like a orangutan in heat when his “main man” gets in the screen. Your one of those steroid filled muscle freaks who go around play fighting with matches that are played out in advance in front of those losers who just go to the shows to see half naked women strutting their stuff and freaks swearing at each other. I’m sorry sir but I have no respect for a man of your “profession” I do hope you have a good flight though and good luck with your “match”. As she made her way down the hallway CJ sighed and shook his head, her reaction was typical. That’s just how everyone sees wrestling these days. Silicone pumped bimbos doing soft core hints to arouse the male audience’s interest and make sure that the teens have something to masturbate to in their lonely nights. The “competitors” were sideshows and circus freaks, with the likes of Creed, Hardcore Lord Bryan Deas and Supreme Machine parading around and bringing the sport of true kings down to a level of garage garbage, no wonder people tuned out. Nobody listened to the fans and did give them what they actually wanted. The networks and promoters just agreed on what shocking and disgusting they wanted to do with the air time and what monster would go head to head against what circus freak this week, that’s like spitting in the face of the fans, pissing on their hopes and dreams for a better wrestling show and shitting on this fine sports legacy.” CJ had a plan of his own starting right on Monday Night Revolution he would take out one of those circus freaks Alyx Shadows, that hang around rock star wanna be rip off of Robin hood thinks he actually knows how to wrestle hanging around with bunch of misfits. His style would come not even close to technical supremacy of C J B the Canadian that made it all so the mighty freaks would fall. Alyx would be the first victim of the revolution that would bring back in control the rightful owners of wrestling: The Fans. Alyx would be the first to fall in front of him: the man, who does what he does for the fans, enjoys his wins with the fans and owes everything he has to the fans. Alyx Shadows could do all the spots he wanted and live out like a roaming traveling misfit that he is, but in the end he would be a victim of the fans. Anyone who couldn’t entertain the fans was not worthy to step in the ring in front of them, anyone who couldn’t be loved by the fans was not worthy to face him, and anyone who would not match up toe to toe with him would be a waste of everyone’s time, just like Alyx Shadows. As he sat there CJ saw the red light turn on in front of him and soon the speakers spoke up: “Ladies and gentlemen we are about to start the landing process please put your seatbelts on and raise the tables in front of you locking your chair to the upright position. We the crew of Canadian Airlines hope you had a pleasant stay on board with us and hope to see you again, please don’t get up from your seat until the plane has come to a complete stop.” CJ leaned back on his chair “blah blah blah Mr. Captain, the only thing that is worth announcing is the simple fact that the revolution has landed.” … |
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