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Roleplay Boards => Archived Roleplays => Climax Control Archives => Topic started by: Ryan Keys on October 20, 2016, 09:56:09 PM
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The lights shone brightly, scarcely focusing on one spot in the Coussoulis Arena. The atmosphere was quiet and serene, but soon it will be filled with excitement and entertainment. Breathing in the stale air of the place, scented with sweat and regret, blood and pride, Ryan Keys slowly made his way down the set ramp, his footsteps echoing loudly as he climbed the stairs up and slides slowly through the ropes. The white highlights in his ring gear shone under the bright light, he was dressed ready for action, ready for his match. Looking around, he can see the stands and seats where the crowd would be in just a few short days. All of them cheering loudly as Ryan can imagine himself performing in the ring. He can feel each moment he has stepped between those ropes and did what he loved doing, the rush of adrenaline he felt during his first fight, the nerves, all of which had successfully faded in time. It was hard to believe that so much time had passed since his first fight, that he was standing where he was now.
“My career is not a lie. Everything that I’ve done, everything that has happened has all been for a reason. Every punch, every kick, every time that ref smacked the mat three times or called for a submission has all been for a reason. There is no denying that. I have lost and won between these ropes, I have learned so much since my first match. And that is no lie.”
Ryan looked around the ring, seeing his past matches playing out one by one, reliving his past experiences. Every moment from the his first match where he was speared, causing him to go inside an open casket, to his very last match against Steve Ramone. He also remembered the weird matches like the time he had the fate of James Tuscini’s match in his hands by a towel, or the time he was taken down into a pool. Most of these moments were losses, but there are plenty of wins under his name. All of them earned after so many hours of training. The muscles of his body ached for a purpose, he has taken so much fighting in this ring and soon he will have something to show for it.
Moving across the mat he glided his hand over the ropes, remembering the sting that hitting them caused his body to feel. But every risk came with a price. And they were usually in his favor. With Ryan’s aerial moves, he has stunned his opponents, and amazed the crowd like never before.
“Day by day I grow stronger. I learn faster, I work harder, there is nothing I haven't gone through that has shocked everyone when they see me coming back from it. I can’t be put down. I am what every wrestler should be, what every wrestler wishes they were. I am a fighter. And I am not lying about that. There is proof all over my body, there is proof all over the SCW ring, and there is no denying that I’ve earned each shot I’ve gotten. Underhanded or not is doesn’t matter. And I can be honest about that.”
Thinking back he smiled as there have been so many matches, so many opponents. Each one more different from the last. There was no body that mat hasn’t felt pinned down on it. Walking back to the center his body bathed under the spotlight above him.
“And then there is you. James there is no denying that you have bested me in the past. Hell you’ve done it a few times actually. But most of those times my losses have been influenced by someone else. Except for the time where I took it upon myself to shove you against the turnbuckle. I lost, but it felt so good doing it. People even got a kick out of it. But that goes to show that I don’t care for beating you just for the title. No. I care about doing much more than that. I want to beat you, fair and square to show everyone that I can. You know deep down that I can do it. You can’t lie about that.”
He smiled as each word coming from him echoed the truth. The honest truth about what was going to happen. There was nothing stopping Keys from getting that Roulette title.
“Come this sunday I will show you Tuscini what it means to set foot in that ring with me. No gimmicks, not other people ruining our fun. Just you, me and three seconds between me and victory. And don’t even think of using that useless submission on me. My body is so flexible that you’ll find yourself twisting and turning in the ring, but you won’t have me tap. That is another truth.”
He nodded while basking in his pride. His flexibility has aided him in the past and has been an asset that many have underestimated time and time again. Tuscini would be no different. Just with him trying to lock up he is running the risk of Ryan using his body in different ways.
“You see I am being one hundred percent honest with you Tuscini. Ever since our last match together I have been training, getting better in the ring. Just so this rematch can happen. It's all being coming into place. there is no telling fate that it's lying. Because went it comes to a game of fate..."
A close up of Ryan's face was displayed, a look of determination clearly visible on him. He was ready for this. Each work coming from him has been nothing but the truth. He will beat Tuscini in the next Climax control.
"It s always in my favor. And that is no lie."