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Roleplay Boards => Archived Roleplays => Climax Control Archives => Topic started by: Griffin Hawkins on September 15, 2017, 11:37:31 PM
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When I'm away from the ring, the only place I want to be with is my family. My wife Taylor and my kids Braden and Bryce have always been waiting for me when I come home. On this occasion, I decided to introduce my family to Amanda. She and I went way back and she seemed to always be there for me when I needed a friend. She hit it off great with Taylor...and the kids seemed to love her as they showed them their arts and crafts projects. As the day went on she learned about everything I had done with Taylor since meeting up with her again. Later on in the day I decided to relax on the deck outside in my lounge chair, looking out as the sun starts going down. She came up to me, a glass of lemonade in her hand.
Amanda Ravencroft: Hey there...mind if I join you?
Griffin Hawkins: Not at all, make yourself comfortable.
Amanda Ravencroft: Thanks.
She smiles and sits in the other lounge chair next to me.
Griffin Hawkins: So...what do you think of everything?
Amanda Ravencroft: I think you've done pretty well for yourself. Taylor is a really nice person..she's very friendly and passionate.
Griffin Hawkins: Glad you think so.
Amanda Ravencroft: So what's she doing with you?...
Griffin Hawkins: Very funny..
She laughs a bit, she always had that sense of humor.
Amanda Ravencroft: But really though, I'm proud of you. You have a great family..this big house..and you did it all on your own without help from anyone.
Griffin Hawkins: I'm really proud of that.
Amanda Ravencroft: It actually made me think about some things...
Griffin Hawkins: Like what?...
She looks nervous as she takes another gulp of Lemonade.
Amanda Ravencroft: I wanna try my luck out there..like you did.
Griffin Hawkins: You mean like...leave your family?
Amanda Ravencroft: Well this isn't me leaving them behind...I just want to try and do my own thing. I want to accomplish things my own way.
Griffin Hawkins: Well..what do you want to do?
Amanda Ravencroft: Well, I wouldn't mind doing some real estate stuff.
Griffin Hawkins: How does Dexter feel about this?..
Amanda Ravencroft: Well..he's always been supportive of what I want to do, I'm sure he'll have no problem with this.
Griffin Hawkins: And where are you gonna live? You gonna move in with him?
Amanda Ravencroft: That's the idea.
Griffin Hawkins: I see.
Amanda Ravencroft: You think it's stupid, I know..
Griffin Hawkins: No..no of course not. If this is what you want to do, you should just go for it. I'm sure it gets boring just sitting in that house all alone...you gotta give it a shot.
She smiles sweetly, glad that I am supportive of her.
Amanda Ravencroft: It'll be nice to finally do something on my own for a change.
Griffin Hawkins: Hey...how about if you stay for dinner? We're having Lasagna.
Amanda Ravencroft: Sounds like my kind of meal..okay.
We continue to talk for the time out there, I was happy that she decided her future, let's just hope it's the right one.
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~Many years ago~
These days when you think of celebrating your birthday...you go out to dinner, go to a party...or even go out and see your favorite band perform.
I had things a little bit different.
Before I was kicked out, I got involved with a bad type of crowd in a frat house downtown. The leader of them was none other than Julian Graves. I didn't have many watching my back...so he was more like a big brother figure to me...a big brother who exposes you to a lot of dirty vices. He decided since I turned 18...he was going to take me to a strip club.
This was awkward.
I had never really done anything like this before...I wasn't really sure of it in the first place. But Julian insisted that I go because it'd be a good experience for me. We drove up to the Strip Club..he smirked as I looked unsure about this place.
Julian Graves: Trust me Griff...you're in for the night of your life.
Griffin Hawkins: I dunno man...this...doesn't look like my kinda scene..
Julian Graves: Come on man...you only turn 18 once...you gotta live!
Griffin Hawkins: I guess so...
We walk into the strip club...and its pretty much what you'd expect. Nothing but guys getting their money out, making it rain as the strippers dance for them.
Julian Graves: Okay Charlie...welcome to the Chocolate Factory.
Griffin Hawkins: The place looks lively tonight..
Julian Graves: It's lively every night my friend..figured it was best to bring you here.
We took our seats as the beautifully scantly clad women came over, grinding for us. Julian looked to be in paradise as he sat back, puffing on his cigar. I just felt nervous...trying hard to hide it.
Julian Graves: Come on Griff...don't be shy, she likes you.
He smiled from ear to ear, enjoying this. I felt really awkward...this is my first time in front of a near naked woman. I honestly wished I could get out of there...just then I heard a female voice.
"Julian?"
I looked and saw Taylor coming in. In those days..she was his girlfriend. I first met her at the frat house and we hit it off good, she seemed to have my best interests at heart...unlike Julian.
Julian Graves: Hey baby...whats going on?
Taylor Michaels: I heard you guys were here..
Julian Graves: Just taking the birthday boy out for some fun..nothing wrong with that.
Taylor Michaels: I see...
I think of an excuse to get out of there, getting out of my chair.
Griffin Hawkins: I think I better go, it's getting late. My parents will kill me if I'm not back by curfew.
Julian Graves: Griff come on man, you're gonna miss all the fun!
Taylor Michaels: I think I'll drive him home Julian..
Julian Graves: Fine..whatever..
I was relieved to get out of there, hopefully I didn't embarrass myself in front of Taylor. Soon we drove up to my house.
Taylor Michaels: I'm...sorry about Julian. He thought he was doing the right thing, but just did it in a messed up way.
Griffin Hawkins: It's cool, I'm just glad you saved my ass and got me out of there, I owe you.
Taylor Michaels: You don't owe me anything..this is what friends do. Plus..I got you something for your birthday..
She pulls a box in gift wrap from behind the seat.
Griffin Hawkins: Oh...thank you...
I open the box and it's a black leather rocker jacket. I can't believe my eyes.
Griffin Hawkins: Oh my God....
She smiles, liking my reaction.
Taylor Michaels: I saw how you were looking at it in the mall a few weeks ago..so I saved up and got it for you. Go ahead, put it on.
I slide on the jacket..fits like a glove.
Griffin Hawkins: It fits..
Taylor Michaels: Great! Something told me it was your size.
Griffin Hawkins: Wow, thank you..I..I don't know what to say...
Taylor Michaels: Your birthday only comes once Griffin..you deserve something special.
Griffin Hawkins: Thank you Taylor...when your birthday comes around, I'll get you something special.
Taylor Michaels: I'm sure whatever you think of will be fine. Anyways you better get going before your Mom and Dad start wondering where you are.
Griffin Hawkins: Okay, seeya later.
I get out of the car and head inside. Nobody had ever given me a special gift like this before. I didn't know why..but I felt like there was something special about her.
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Cameras come to the side of a building on this night. I have my hands in the pocket of my jeans as I rest against the wall, clad in a leather jacket and a Rob Zombie T-Shirt.
"Heh Heh...I called it didn't I? Last Pay Per View....Griffin Hawkins...Steve Ramone...the Street Fight in Sin City. We brawled all over the city of Vegas...hitting eachother with whatever we can find...from casinos..to restaurants...and back to the arena. I proved without a shadow of a doubt who the better man is when I beat Steve Ramone in his last ever match. With him in my rear view mirror....I got bigger plans....plans to get gold around my waist. You could say that's a vice for me...Championships. We all have vices in life....sex....drugs...alcohol...anything that gives us the drive to push on through. A few years ago those were my vices....things are different now. My only interests are rock music...wrestling..and winning titles. This week I am in the ring with a champion. I find this very...very interesting. Because a victory over him....would really open the doors for many title chances in the future. I've already proven that I can beat anyone in the streets...now I want to prove myself once again in that ring."
I then make a "come here" motion to the camera man as he follows me. I walk into the building and it looks to be a strip club. Women are dancing everywhere.
"Now..normally, I don't frequent places like this unless it's a bachelor party...but I'm here to prove a point. I decided to go back to the past of Ryan Keys...sure, this is a female strip club and not a male, but the point remains the same...besides, it'd be totally awkward if I walked into a male strip club looking the way I do..but that's beside the point. Ryan Keys left this lifestyle behind...the life of debauchery...the dancing..the bright lights and all the hoopla...to join the one sport that showcases everyone's true abilities. As of Violent Conduct IV, he is the NEW Internet Champion. I take my hat off to that...hell of a match dude, proved yourself there. But I wouldn't break out the Champagne just yet...because this week, you're gonna be in the ring with The Rock Soldier...one on one. I just got done with the most brutal Street Fight of my life and I've already proven that I'll do whatever it takes to win. So if I were you, I wouldn't worry about my title Ryan...I think I'd be more worried about joining Steve Ramone in the unemployment line."
I walk down the stairs as the camera man follows me.
"You and I....as crazy as it sounds...are not so different Ryan. Both of us live some...interesting life styles...myself as a singer of a metal band...you as a male stripper. We both have interesting day jobs...but when it comes to the ring, that's where our art truly is. And the both of us go out and steal the show at every arena all over the country. Some would say it's like looking into a mirror. The both of us want to be the best, you fought through hell to get that Internet Title...I myself took my fight to the streets and made it back in one piece. The both of us are riding high after our victories. And now....we both face eachother. In what many would say may be the match of the night, I am looking very forward to fighting you in that ring..and this time...I won't have to look over my shoulder to see if someone is out to screw me out of a victory. This for sure will be a fair one on one match between two of the best athletes on the SCW Roster. You wrestle every match, making sure to put on a show...well, this is your chance to really prove yourself. Show the world that you are without a doubt a Champion that will represent SCW. But I hope you know...that I'm looking to prove myself as well."
One of the strippers come up to me, giving me a flirty look.
"Sorry miss..I'm married."
She looks disappointed and walks away.
"Anyways...this match...is not for the Internet Title. But however...what if I was to beat you in this match? Then what does it say for you? In your first outing...you lose to somebody in a non title match? Another question...what does it mean for me? I hold a victory over the Internet Champion....I guess that also means I should be in line for a title shot right? I figured so. And so I thought about it....and quite frankly, I don't think i'd mind having a shot at your belt. This isn't me demanding a shot Ryan...because that's not me. But this is a non title match and if I'm victorious, then that makes me the number one contender. And knowing the kind of Champion you are..the kind of Champion you want to be, you'll have no problem giving me a shot at your belt. I came to SCW on a mission...I came here to continue my legacy. I came here to prove once again that I am the best in the industry..and for me to prove that, I have to face the best...and if that means you...I look very forward to it Ryan."
I respected Ryan Keys, anyone who was willing enough to fight for a title like that..has to be the real deal.
"You seem to be my kinda guy to step in the ring with Ryan...someone who goes balls to the wall, never stops fighting until the bell rings and his hand is raised in victory. That is what I am counting on from you. I know the minute that bell rings you're gonna be all over me like a fat kid on a cupcake...and you should. You're not an idiot Ryan...I know you likely consider me a threat. You see this as a major test for you. Well, I see the same thing. I have goals and aspirations to become the SCW World Heavyweight Champion one day...and what better way to prove myself...then to beat one of it's Champions. So as much as you have been riding high as the new Internet Champion after defeating James Tuscini in a hard fought match...it's gonna come crashing down courtesy of The Jukebox Hero himself...Griffin Hawkins. It wasn't that long ago that I was wearing gold around my waist...and I think it's time I start wearing it again....starting with yours."
I walk over to the bar, asking for one shot of Bourbon. As he pours me the drink, I hold it in my hands.
"This is indeed a lively place that I'm sure you're used to...but instead of making it rain...having money thrown at you....it's gonna be raining fists once the match begins. But I don't want you to think that I am being cocky and taking you lightly Ryan....truth being I think you're a hell of a talent and you've got a damn good future here in SCW. I'm not overlooking you....but there is a fine line between cockiness...and confidence. And I have plenty of confidence in me that I'll go in to New Zealand...and walk out the winner. If you are man enough to beat me, I'll take my hat off to you and admit that you were the better man on this night. But we don't know what's gonna happen until it's us one on one. So right now....I raise my glass...as a toast. Two of the most exciting athletes in SCW today...one on one....may the best man win."
I down the glass..kind of tastes bitter.
"Seeya in New Zealand.."
I smile and walk away as the camera man of course focuses on the strippers.