[Ethan Alexander]

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Warning: The following RolePlay contains some FUCKED UP shit!

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Scene One
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I finally get to go back in the ring, it has been a long… long as fuck 9 and a half, nearly 10 months… but it was well worth returning. Not only do I get to beat the living hell out of some nobody in my debut match, but I also get to reform the most dominant Tag Team in Wrestling History, Danger Zone. Everyone is talking about this Old Skool idiot, about his experience here in SCW, about how that will give him the upper hand against me, woohoo, good for him. This week at Climax Control I face him in the opening match, and I get to shut up everyone claiming he is going to come out victorious against me. I smirked, sitting there on the maroon velvet lounge chair, the purple and red spotlights flashing throughout the club… club, if that’s what they even call these places. Confidently, I look around, checking out a few of the cute cocktail servers that were working, walking around with trays of drinks, passing them out to low life old men who had nothing better to do than this. I reached into the right pocket of my True Religion Ricky Straight grey shade jeans, I pulled out my iPhone 6, placing it on my right thigh. I pulled down my white button down Armani Exchange shirt a bit, as I clicked my black and white size 14 Pumas against the floor. I turned my head to see a new girl taking the stage. Lexxxy; typical stripper name, especially when you spell it with not one, or two… but three x’s. I turned my attention back to the more classy side of the place, staring around. It was a gorgeous place, a place I didn’t mind visiting at all, and a place that I was quite happy to have an investment in.

â–¼ Cocktail Server | Bri â–¼
"Mr. Alexander, is there anything I could get for you?"

I gave her a confident smirk, shaking my head.

✦ Ethan Alexander ✦
"I am doing just fine… I would be doing a bit better if maybe you pull up your shorts just a LITTLE bit? I think it would make you more tips too."

â–¼ Cocktail Server | Bri â–¼
"Hmm, I think you might get exactly what you ask for!"

The airheaded blonde turned around with a smile, pulling up her jean shorts as the lower crease between her ass cheeks and upper legs pops out of her shorts. I smirk, leaning back and grabbing my nearby drink, Grey Goose and soda. I lift it to my lips, taking a sip of it, before returning it back to the nearby coaster that sat on my circular table just a few inches from my chair. I looked around, waiting for someone, instead I was approached by someone else. Athina, a stripper… erm, dancer who went by the nickname of The Greek Goddess of Ass… and if you saw her bubble butt, you would know exactly why. She approached me, wearing a pair of super short yoga shorts, and a white bra that looked somewhat fancy, probably from Victoria’s Secret or something. She had a smile that could light up the room on her face, her perfectly white teeth shining at me as I cracked a smile at her.

â–½ Exotic Dancer | Athina â–½
"Ethan! How are you? I haven’t seen you here in a long while! Can I join you for a few?”

The smile doesn’t leave my face, this one wasn’t like the other strippers. She had class, innocence… the only reason she did it was because she desperately needed the money and couldn’t find it anywhere else. It was sad what some people had to go to just to make a living, I sort of had a soft spot for her, her personality just so different than the other bitches who flaunt their fake tits around thinking they are the world’s top porn stars… when in reality, they are nothing. I pat my hand against the cushion next to me, the seat big enough for two… maybe even three people. She smiled as she walked towards the chair, sitting down and throwing her arms around my neck, giving me a huge hug.

✦ Ethan Alexander ✦
"It’s nice to see you too Athina, how are things going around here for you?"

Athina smiled, shrugging a shoulder as she stared me in the eyes, answering my question.

â–½ Exotic Dancer | Athina â–½
"Well it doesn’t get any better ever, that much is for sure. What about you? I heard you started umm… wrestling again? Is that true?”

She questioned as I nodded my head.

✦ Ethan Alexander ✦
"You heard correctly beautiful, I started wrestling again… and I am going to be right back where I left off… finding myself kicking some major ass. I have a small tune up match this Sunday, but before you know it… I will have some gold around my waist as well. I can’t wait to smash some heads."

Athina’s teeth squeezed together, not really one who liked the sound of any kind of violence, funny considering the place she worked in had just that… and quite often.

â–½ Exotic Dancer | Athina â–½
"Yikes! Ethan be careful, I would definitely not want to hear anything about you getting hurt, okay?”

I chuckle, as I shake my head and respond to her.

✦ Ethan Alexander ✦
"Athina, you are something else… you have nothing to worry about, especially me. I don’t get hurt, I do the hurting."

â–½ Exotic Dancer | Athina â–½
"Well that sounded like some kind of cheesy sex pick up line...”

Athina smirked, biting her bottom lip as I let out a slight chuckle and responded.

✦ Ethan Alexander ✦
"Who said it wasn’t?"

I laugh jokingly, even though she was innocent, she did still have that dirty girl mentality… but honestly what girl didn’t nowadays? If anything, it was bad to not have a dirty mind in the world that we live in… at least that is the way I view things. She smacked her hand against my chest, letting out a light giggle.

â–½ Exotic Dancer | Athina â–½
"Oh shush it. Anyways, I am on in 15 so I better go get dressed… well, undressed.”

Athina’s face didn’t look exactly excited as she stood up, looking down and giving me a half wave.

✦ Ethan Alexander ✦
"Hold on a second..."

I stood up reaching into my back pocket as I pulled out a few crisp hundred dollar bills. I reached out, handing them to Athina who was a bit hesitant.

â–½ Exotic Dancer | Athina â–½
"Wha… what is that for? Ethan I gave two private shows last night, my legs hurt, I don’t want to do another...”

I shake my head, placing the money in her hand and closing her hand as I look down at her.

✦ Ethan Alexander ✦
"I don’t want a private show goofball. Let’s just say I might be busy during your show so… umm, we can call that my tip to you."

She smiled, looking a bit happy again as she threw her arms over my shoulders and around my neck.

â–½ Exotic Dancer | Athina â–½
"Thank you Ethan! Come around more often? Please? Not because of the tip, because you’re one of the few normal people who actually comes around this dump.”

I give her a light hug before she pulls away from me, staring me in the eyes for a few seconds.

✦ Ethan Alexander ✦
"I will, I’ll try… just do me a favor Athina… try getting out of this place, the sooner you can, the better for you. You’re a smart girl, you can do better than this, even if the money isn’t as good. You’ll figure it out."

She nodded her head, smiling at me as she turned around, tucking the money I gave her into her C cup bra… she was one of the only girls around here who didn’t have fake enhanced tits, and believe it or not she probably has the nicest of them all. What? Of course I look, who wouldn’t? I watch her as she walked towards the dressing room, like I said… soft spot for that one, mainly because she didn’t belong in this place, not this type of job, it wasn’t her. I shrugged a shoulder as I reached down, grabbing my drink. The ice was melted, the soda water was watered down and the Grey Goose was nearly non existent. I took a sip, tasted like straight water with a bit of carbonation. I placed it back onto the coaster as I stood their, hands on my hips. Where was he? I exhaled, waiting for a few seconds, before being tapped on the shoulder from behind by someone.

â–² Voice â–²
"I heard I could maybe find you here, so I’ve been coming here every night… for 4 months. About time, Ethan..."

I kept my back to him for a few seconds, it wasn’t the person that I was supposed to be meeting. Instead it was someone else, a voice I could never forget, I knew who it was the second he began to speak. Even over this shitty song “Confident” by Justin Bieber that was blasting throughout the club, I still recognized the voice instantly. It was someone I hadn’t seen or talked to in a long… long time, and I really don’t know why he was even trying to get back into my life. 4 months? Couldn’t he have waited another 4 months? Or 4 years or something? I sighed, reaching down and grabbing my drink, downing the whole watered down disgusting beverage in one sip as I let it fall back down to the table, before turning around and coming face to face with… my father. This was going to be one hell of a long night. Someone better bring me another drink, and it better be a double.

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Scene Two
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I guess some shit is better left unsaid right? You know like… 90 percent of the shit that people said nowadays. I had just got done watching some old promos cut by Old Skool, and all I could think was… “what the fuck?” I shook my head, exhaling. I had just left my locker room. I was getting a quick body weight workout in. I wiped a bit of sweat off of my forehead, running my hand back through my hair. I was shirtless and only wearing a pair of white Adidas basketball shorts and a pair of white and black sandals. I turned a corner, and guess who it was… one of the few SCW interviewers that I was actually familiar with, and the only reason? Because Watts talks about her and her gigantic tits all the time. Lets just say he wasn’t lying, holy Rocky Mountains… wow!

★ Ms. Rocky Mountains ★
"Ethan! What do you know, I know your teammate Watts very well, now I get to meet you as well!."

I reply in a sarcastic tone to her, placing my hands on my hips as I stare forward at her, she’s lucky she was pretty good looking.

✦ Ethan Alexander ✦
"Yeah, what do you know… let me guess The Titty Monster interview?"

★ Ms. Rocky Mountains ★
"Well if you’d like to, I would love to!"

I nod my head, fuck it… why not, I really just wanted some water right now after my workout, but I guess that would have to wait.

✦ Ethan Alexander ✦
"Yeah, that’s fine. I kind of have a few things I want to get off of my chest anyways."

Of course with the mention of my chest, The Titty Monster’s eyes begin to wander away from my face. I shake my head as I snap my fingers, motioning for her to look up as she blushes a bit, biting her bottom lip and talking in a slightly embarrassed tone.

★ Ms. Rocky Mountains ★
"Right, the interview. Okay! Well… last week was good, last week you um...!"

I cut her off, her mind was clearly elsewhere… I guess I would just finish her sentence for her, assuming I already knew what she was planning on asking me.

✦ Ethan Alexander ✦
"Last week, yes… I see that many people have already been talking about me quite a bit since I made my first appearance in SCW at the latest Climax Control show. Good to know that I am already creating such a buzz in the SCW Universe… hey, who can blame them? I am amazing."

I could feel it, I was glowing with confidence, a smile that screams arrogance on my face, my eyes focused on the cameras before me. I pause for a moment, before I continue on with my talking.

✦ Ethan Alexander ✦
"I mean I barely did anything last week, I had what… maybe three minutes of camera time and already I am one of the most popular wrestlers here in SCW. Shit, I think I am pretty accomplished already here, and I haven’t even begun to try yet. Imagine what is going to happen when I actually start kicking some ass, going to be pretty insane now isn’t it Titty Monster?"

The Titty Monster nodded her head, seemingly going in and out of attention towards me as I spoke. I don’t think it was so much that I was boring her, I think it more so had to do with the fact that I was pretty sure that she had a crush on me… and it probably didn’t help any that I was sweaty, hot, and not wearing a shirt right now. The Titty Monster cleared her throat before speaking.

★ Ms. Rocky Mountains ★
"Of course… well, this week you debut against SCW’s Old Skool! He has been around quite some time and is very experienced here in SCW. How do you feel about this challenge? How do you plan to prepare for such a big match?"

The Titty Monster looks straight at me as she asks me these pointless, stupid questions. I shake my head, a smirk on my face… obviously she hasn’t seen me in action before. That or she is just trying to be modest. I nod my head, hands on my hips as I look forward at The Titty Monster and respond to her question.

✦ Ethan Alexander ✦
"Wow, what kind of questions are those honestly? Obviously I am aware that I am facing Old Skool, pretty sure I get notified of that kind of thing before anyone else, before you, before everyone. Honestly, do you think it matters that he is experienced in SCW, or that he has been here longer than me? That has no say in anything in our match, honestly… what does experience really mean? I have wrestled all over the world, just because I haven’t ever wrestled in an SCW ring, it doesn’t mean I am less experienced than this nobody I am going to be going head to head with. I mean… look at someone like LeBron James and someone like Carlos Boozer. Boozer has more experience in the NBA, he is older, right? Does that mean he can take LeBron? Of course not, LeBron would absolutely destroy him anytime, and anywhere."

The Titty Monster continues to look straight at me as I let my opinion known… not really an opinion actually, more so letting my facts known. I slightly chuckle, pausing for a short second, before I continue on answering part B and part C of her question… or whatever..

✦ Ethan Alexander ✦
"How do I feel about this “challenge” eh? I didn’t realize it was a challenge honestly. As far as I was aware, this is just a fucking tune up match, to get me used to being back in the ring again. This is far from a challenge for me… it’s just me getting back in the ring, showing everyone what I am capable of, and making Old Skool look amazing… how will he look amazing? Because getting his ass whooped all around that ring on Sunday at Climax Control is going to be the fucking highlight of his career, that is how….”

The Titty Monster continues to look at me as I continue talking. My voice growing a bit more confident as I continue on about Old Skool and this so called challenge of a match.

✦ Ethan Alexander ✦
"And I won’t be preparing any different either Big Tits McGee… trust me, I prepare the same for every match, for every task, my workout hasn’t changed in years… and as you can see, it is clearly doing it’s job quite right. I mean, look at this fucking body, is it not? Yeah, that’s right, it is.”

The Titty Monster nods her head. She thinks for a while, trying to think of something to ask me… but it seems she is having a hard time coming up with something. Maybe if she wasn’t so focused on my body and how amazing I look, she would have a bit of an easier time coming up with a question. I cross my arms across my chest, and that didn’t help as she instantly takes interest in my arms, of course. Finally after a few seconds of silence, she blurts out one more question.

★ Ms. Rocky Mountains ★
"Uh… hmm… okay, well I can’t think of much more, so I guess I can just end this with the typical question. Is there anything else you want to say heading into your debut match here in SCW against Old Skool?”

The Titty Monster shrugged her shoulders as she ends the question. I guess I could find something more to say about this nobody, basically. I smirk, letting my hands fall back to my sides, placing them on  my hips as I continue to stare forward. I pause for a second, not really saying anything as I think, making sure what I say works out completely smooth… and it does. I respond to her question, still smirking as I continue to look forward at her.

✦ Ethan Alexander ✦
"Well, yeah, I guess I can say a few more things… I can always say a few more things. Unlike Watts, I actually like talking about shit, and talking shit about my opponents. Watts does a great job at it, don’t get me wrong… he just dreads doing it. I on the other hand, piece of fucking cake, so here we go…”

I take a short breath, looking forward at The Titty Monster still. She was waiting patiently as I continued to smirk, my hands still on my hip… sweat still dripping down the sides of my face from my workout a few minutes ago in my locker room. I continue on with what I was talking about.

✦ Ethan Alexander ✦
"Lets be honest here... Old Skool hasn't won a match in SCW in... God knows how long. Of course I did some research on him, I would be fucking stupid not to, and well... I wasn't impressed, in fact I was almost insulted... being booked against someone so shitty in my first match here in SCW. But whatever, I guess I just get to send a message here, a nice... easy... dominant message.”

I run my hand back through my hair, a bit wet… a mixture of sweat and water as I pull my hand back through my hair. I let my hand hit my side again, placing it back on my hip as I continue on with what I was saying.

✦ Ethan Alexander ✦
"So... Old Skool calls himself the "SIN-Sational One" funny, interesting... because he steps into the ring with the Sin City Daredevil this week... however of the two of us so called SINNERS... the only one who will be feeling any kind of SIN will be Old Skool, because when I hit him with the Ultimate Sin, there will be no turning back... all he will feel is the vibration as the referee's hand hits the canvas... once... twice... and then a third time.”

I continue to smirk confidently, running both of my hands back through my damp hair once more as they meet at my chest, crossing my arms across it. Ms. Titty Galore was still pretty focused on me, and didn’t seem to be bored one bit… either I still had it when it came to talking, or she was just obsessed with my body… or a mixture of both. Time to finish this thing off though because… I am getting a bit bored myself.

✦ Ethan Alexander ✦
"So at Climax Control, this tiny, wannabe wrestler named Old Skool will realize what it is like to make the biggest mistake of your life. Because when you step into the ring with the Daredevil, you don't step out the same, ever again. They call me the Rebellious One for a reason, and that is because I am a Rebel... I am a part of Danger Zone for a reason... and that is because I fear no danger... I will go to all limits to win, and I WILL win. This undersized so called technical wrestler is going to regret the day he signed his contract here in SCW... and that reason being the fact that he would eventually step into the ring with Ethan Alexander. I hope nobody watching the show this Sunday is too religious because... oh boy do I plan to SIN... and SIN I will...”

I nod my head as I smirk at Ms. Rocky Mountains. I reach out with my right hand, pinching her left cheek playfully as I turn my back to her. I could feel her eyes staring all over my backside, as if she had some kind of laser eye vision that was burning into my back. I couldn’t help but confidently walk away, a cocky smirk on my face as I ran my hand back through my hair once more. Poor Old Skool… he has no idea what is going to happen this Sunday… on the bright side, I do… and I can’t wait to show everyone exactly who Ethan Alexander is… and why the SCW is about to change… forever...
 
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