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Prologue: Ain’t That a Kick?
Characters Used./Mentioned: Hydro
Location: His Home
Camera: Off
It is June of the year 2014, a certain young man who has shown a lot of promise over the last few months for budding wrestling Combat Entertainment is relaxing at home prior to another of the many charity events that have become a staple for his on and off camera personality. He has another of his trademark items sitting on the table in front of him, a motivational treat for once he has finished his good deed for the day. The young man smiles to himself for a moment, thinking about the last time he visited the young patients of the cancer ward and how their smiling faces has been his one solace after his mentor and best friend, his father, Jamar Porter’s passing. He remembers the jokes he and the children have passed back and forth and how his story of how he has been rising to the top of Combat Entertainment has helped at least for that moment offered them an escape from their somber lives.
One Child in particular, a little girl named Sally. She is a huge fan of the sport, especially a newly found friend of his Kaelyn Divera. His smile grows as he thinks about the last show where he had the kids come and introduced them to a few of the stars. Sally and Kaelyn’s meeting touched him the deepest. He is still so proud of Kaelyn for how she did, knowing how uncomfortable the situation, but she had done everything in her ability to make that little girl feel like a princess on that night. The two of them together is still a magical sight in his memory.
Hydro: Good work Kae.
He lets out a soft chuckle as the memory continues to play in his mind. Trey as his friends know him away from the cameras, glitz, and glamor of wrestling, takes a slow inhalation.
Hydro: It was a good time.
The young man from New Orleans exhales just as slowly as he thinks about everything he has overcome to get this far. His debut match against Winston Peppors. The following match against Equinox. Those matches really put him on the map and those two really pushed him in the squared circle, Equinox especially. There is definitely a high respect there as he remembers the ups and downs from that bout.
Hydro: I owe him for that one next time. I still feel that shit.
It is at this time the man known for his own herbal therapy remembers that his check from his last win should be arriving in the mail on this day. He gets off his couch and brushes his pants off, but his trip to the mailbox is halted by the ringing of his phone. Trey stops and looks at the electrical means to communication and sees the name on the caller identification, Caleb Houston. He eagerly answers the call.
Hydro: Bruh.. Sup man?
He listens to the man who has become almost like a brother to him. Remembering the last tweet he has seen from the blonde haired MMA expert he interrupts his train of thought.
Hydro: I appreciate the nod ‘n’ tryna get me laid by the way man. Ya know that shit ain’t important to me right now. Career first y’dig?.
Trey listens to his ‘adopted’ brother’s response with a smile curling his lips.
Hydro: Ha ha! Yea.. Yeah.. I know ev’ry man has needs dude. I just don’t think about it as much as say.. YA.
The rookie sensation listens as Caleb rebuttals.
Hydro: Look Bruh… I gotta go.. I got to get ready fo’ this Hospital visit ‘n’ I’ll meet up wit ya aftawards to smoke a lil somethin’ somethin’.. Cool?
He listens to The Gold Standard’s response and nods.
Hydro: I got ya.. Oh Mama called not too long ago. Told me to tell ya thanks fo’ that one thing. She said ya’d know what she meant.
He stops and runs his free hand over his eyebrow.
Hydro: Yea.. Man see ya lata. Peace yo.
Combat Entertainments own air man hangs up and places the phone back on the table before returning to his trip to the mailbox outside his front door. He pulls out all the contents and makes his way to the kitchen for something to drink. A glass of ice cold milk sounds heavenly at this moment. Trey pours himself a glass and after scoring a basket with the empty gallon heads back to the couch to look through his mail. He has four envelopes in his hand, looking and tossing them away one by one.
Hydro: Survey… Bill.. He don’t even live here… OOH! MONEY!
He opens the envelope sent from his employers and smiles widely, but he is soon to realize today is not to be one of joyous reflection. He slowly removes the contents of the mailed package and finds a folded paper with his check. He raises an eyebrow.
Hydro: What’s this?
He unfolds the paper and reads it aloud.
Hydro: To all Combat Entertainment talent and staff. We regretfully inform you that as of today Combat Entertainment is closing it’s doors. Due to reasons we cannot disclose at this time. All current cards are cancelled and ya services are no longer needed. We are willing to offer ya our scouting reports for any future employment opportunities that arrive and wish ya luck with all your future endeavors. Again we want to apologize to everyone for this sudden news, but due to prior mentioned issues we cannot under good conscience continue to run the daily operations needed to successfully keep Combat Entertainment up and running. To all those whom have been in contention, I.E. Hydro, Alexander Remington, Kaelyn Divera, etc. We offer our most sincere apologies and gratitude for ya hard work. Signed Mr. E.
The young man reads the letter again, still in complete disbelief. He looks at his final check from his now former employer and he can feel an uncharacteristic anger growing in him. His father’s death is still fresh on his mind only being a month ago and more or less being told ‘thanks for your work’ and getting kicked below the belt is the final straw as he crumbles the letter in his hand.
Hydro: Well ain’t that a kick in the nuts?
His phone rings again and he slowly picks it up, not really being in the mood to chat.
Hydro: Aiyo?
He listens to the voice on the other side of the line, the person who schedules his appearances with the children.
Hydro: Look can we reschedule or somethin’ I got somethin’ I gotta do.
The voice continues, but is half muted due to Trey’s own thoughts.
Hydro: Look I… I ca-.
The person rambles on and the young man’s anger grows a little bit more for being inturrupted and ignored.
Hydro: Look bitch! I just found out the wrestling promotion I work for is closing down! I need to find my ass a new place to work! So I’d appreciate if ya’d shut up ‘n’ reschedule this shit so I can do what I need to do!
The voice starts again and the rookie sensation lets their words go in one ear and out the other as he steams while more or less still not being heard. Six words echo in his mind, ‘Remember the children are our future. The resentment the young man feels hits a fever pitch as those words echo in his mind. The realization that all his hard work has been for nothing sinks deeply into his mind and his heart pounds in his chest.
Hydro: What did I do wrong? What mistake did I make? I did ev’rythin’ I was taught to do to make myself a stand out good guy in this business… I did ev’rythin’ I was suppose to do. I…
That one sentence echoes in his mind once more.
Hydro: Ya right.. The children our the future, but not these kids.. They ain’t got one.
He abruptly hangs up the phone and stare at his blunt on the table.
Hydro: Fuck it.
Trey takes the blunt and sticks it behind his ear before picking his phone off the table and dialing a number. He awaits an answer.
Hydro: Yo nigga.. Ya best get ya ass ready I’m on my way.
The person responds.
Hydro: Nah.. I ain’t gon go to that shit today. I’m not feelin’ it. All I wanna do right now is chill in smoke yo. See ya shortly.
Act I: Memories Past/Current Events
Character(s) Used or Mentioned: Hydro, Billy Goat, JT Midas (in mention), Caleb Houston (in mention)
Location: Local Petting Zoo
Camera: Off
Sin City WresOne of tling’s newest signees is enjoying some down time before his redebut in the big leagues. Trey ‘Hydro’ Porter is sitting on the ground, petting and talking to an old goat. Now in the young man’s current state of mind he is able to communicate with the elder mammal clearly while everyone else only hear’s the bleats and bas that one normally associates with this ‘lower life form’. Never being one to judge himself Trey enjoys the moments like this where he can sit back and have a nice chat with. He looks at the goat.
Hydro: So what’s ya story?
Goat: I got arthritis and my kids are spoiled rotten. They don’t want to listen and they are always butting heads.
Hydro: Word? That’s a kid and teen thing yo. Bruh if I told ya the stories when my pops was alive ya’d probably pull out ya beard.
The young man known as Hydro pulls a blunt from behind his ear.
Hydro: Want some of this fire yo?
Goat: Why not? You only live once.
Hydro: No eatin’ it yo.
The newly moved resident of Las Vegas, Nevada holds the blunt for his new friend and watches as he inhales some of the smoke. The goat coughs a little which scares some of the small children.
Hydro: Hot shit right?
Goat: Bruuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhh.
The goat moves in for another hit and Hydro pulls his blunt back.
Hydro: Easy yo. Don’t wanna make ya pass out homie. Ya still got a lot of kids to let pet ya yet Bruh.
Hydro takes a hit of his own and holds it in.
Hydro: So what’s the deal with your kids man?
He notices some people staring at him.
Hydro: Hold that thought Billy. What are ya lookin’ at? Never talk to ya pets yo?
The people scatter, parent grab their kids and dart out of the area. Hydro shrugs and turns back to the goat with a smirk.
Hydro: Now where were we? Oh yea… What’s up with ya kids yo?
Goat: Other than *coughing* the boys wanting to headbutt each other or hump every female? I guess nothing.
Hydro: That’s just a matter of maturity dude. They’ll grow out of that fo’ the most part in what a year? Y’all mature faster than us, but then again ya life spans are shorta too. Downa.
Goat: Life is a disease if you think about it young man. Eventually it always kills you.
The twenty-two year old looks at his companion with a raised eyebrow for a moment then laughs as he shakes his head.
Hydro: True nuff. It does.
Goat: So what were you saying about being a rassler or whatever you called it.
Hydro smirks.
Hydro: Man I was a championship contender doubled Bruh. I was in the front runnings for Combat Entertainment’s Fusion and World Championships. Unfortunately all the work I put into that was cut short when the company folded. I had to bust my ass in the Indy scene ’til my Bruhs Caleb and JT pulled me out to run wit ‘em in SCW.
The goat nods.
Goat: So you made it a family affair nothing more important than family Kid.
Hydro takes another hit off his blunt before offering it to his furry friend again. The old mammal greedily inhales and coughs harder than before.
Hydro: I gotta agree on that man, but it’s like YO. Y’dig? I don’t know what I did wrong for Karma to bitch slap me like that dude. I did ev’rythin’ I was suppose to do. I said my prayers. I worked out. I did charity events. ‘n’ all that made me happy, but being in the ring I shined that much mo’. Y’feel me? It was like ‘thanks fo’ ya hard work’ then they kicked me in the dick yo.
Goat: Could be worse.. You could be like me and have your testicals removed after you were passed your prime.
Hydro: Ouch.
Billy lets out a soft laugh.
Hydro: Glad you find that idea humorous. I was the face of the company. Now I am barely an afta thought.
Goat: Then what’s wrong with picking up and starting over? You proved yourself once. You can do it again without a problem I think. I am a big believer of good people get good things.
Hydro: Really bruh?
Goat: Yes. Really.
The young man hugs his bearded companion.
Hydro: Means a lot yo.
Goat: Anytime.
Hydro runs his fingers through his goatee as he eases back from the embrace.
Goat: So tell me.. What are your brothers like? Where are they now?
The Sin City Wrestling new-comer lets out a soft chuckle.
Hydro: Yo… Caleb is a ladies man no doubt. He could pull any chick on this planet if he wants to. And he is athletic as Hell. Kicks like a fuckin’ mule yo belee me. That dude has stuck by my side through ev’rythin’ dude.. ‘n’ I can’t repay him or thank him nuff fo’ it. But when it comes to ring work that guy is unbelievable.
The old goat nods again.
Hydro: Though I have to admit there are times when he thinks with his bits too much y’dig?
Billy appears to raise an eyebrow.
Hydro: Oh right.. That’s what runs y’all at certain times of the year. My bad homie.
Goat: No problem Trey. Tell me about JT.
Trey nods with a smile curling his lips.
Hydro: JT.. Is just as skilled as Caleb.. The two more or less grew up together and molded themselves into a team. He is a little more collected than Caleb or I are. Caleb tends to have a shorter fuse and JT is a bit more smooth about things. He’s also the business man of the three of us. Y’dig? I’d say the guy could talk a purist woman into bed within a few seconds ha ha, but that is not my point. All in all I would say JT is the ground fo’ Caleb ‘n’ myself. Doe neitha of us would say that ourselves.
Billy nods once more and laughs.
Goat: Where are they now?
Hydro shrugs.
Hydro: Some sorta secret mission.. Somethin’ bout a withdrawal. I dun know.
Goat: That could be baaaaaaaaaaad. *clears throat* Sorry flem ball.
The young man gives him the ‘it’s all good’ look.
Goat: Anyway who’s your first opponent in.. SCW was it?
Hydro: Yea… Yo bruh it’s one of the guys who ran in Combat Entertainment, but then he jumped ship to Uncensored which only lasted what three months longa? But the dude wanna act like he don’t know me.
Goat: What’s his name Trey?
Hydro: Watts.. Andrew Watts.. He’s a vet in in this biz yo.
Trey looks at his watch.
Hydro: Is that the time… Bruh I gotta go. Gotta put in this work yo.
The old goat watches his companion leave with a saddened appearance.
Act II: Part I: Favor and Fault
Character Used/Mentioned: Hydro, Forrest Sanders
Camera: Off
Hydro is in the replica ring, made to look like the one he will be competing in come Ground Zero, sparring with some random guy from the gym. His trainer, Forrest Sanders, who has worked with both JT and Caleb, sits on the top turnbuckle watching and nodding as the two jock for position while doing transitions. The young man now residing in Sin City takes the young man over with a headlock, but almost as soon as the two land the young man wraps his legs around Hydro’s head. The Players Club’s young buck quickly as he can pops out from the guys long limbs and attempts to take hold of his foot, but is quickly martial arts styled rolled forward and the man rolls backward into a full mount.
Hydro puts up his guard and as the his ‘foe’ attempts to land a shot , the young man transitions them into a different position quickly. The two continue like this for a bit before the young man from Las Vegas halts the action with a big boot to the side of his ‘rivals’ face. Forrest blows a whistle to signal a momentary stoppage and approaches the Sin City Wrestling blue chipper.
Forrest: Man I haven’t seen a vicious kick like that since your buddy Caleb left a few hours ago. What’s gotten into you?
The once fast rising star of Combat Entertainment just shoots him a look.
Forrest: Easy Kid. I just know you aren’t one to overcompensate is all.
The normally friendly neighborhood pothead rolls his eyes as he continues with the unreadable glare, his eyes burning a hole through the man working with him. Those light brown pools slowly showing signs of resentment.
Forrest: C’mon Hydro.. Spill.
The young man looks into his eyes.
Hydro: I refuse to be an after thought.
Forrest: Care to elaborate?
Hydro: Nevamind Bruh.
The Players Club’s weedman shoves his way past the man who looks like a battled tested warrior and walks away.
Forrest: Look Man I ain’t going to say I know how you feel.. Cuz I don’t.. I ain’t going to say I’m your friend… Cuz I ain’t, but you will show me the proper respect in my gym or never come back.
Hydro stops for a moment as what is bothering him comes into his head.
Hydro: What if they’re right?
Forrest: What if who are right?
The young man turns back to the head trainer with a somber expression.
Hydro: That my success in this biz has been nothin’ mo’ than a fluke. I’ve heard people talkin’.
Forrest shakes his head.
Forrest: It’s all on how you feel about yourself. You can’t let others tell you who you are. You know?
Hydro: I’ll remember that I gotta go. All work ‘n’ no play y’dig?
Act II Part II: All Work and No Play (You know the Rest)
Characters: JT Midas, Caleb Houston, Hydro
Camera: Off
Hours after his workout for the day Sin City Wrestling’s new ‘Air Man’ is chilling at Club Midas with his brothers-in-arms, JT Midas and Caleb Houston. The youngest member of the Players Club is sitting at the table, watching the masterfully played games of his elders with a soft smile curling his lips. Hydro lets out a soft chuckle as he lights one of his trademark blunts.
JT is hitting on a well endowed redhead behind the bar. The woman is not overly attractive, but it is obvious she is well schooled in the art of turning men down as they make passes at her. JT shoots her a million dollar smile and a few compliments and his work has the fiery haired maiden looking like a tomato. The two sneak off arm and arm with the young lady beaming from ear to ear.
Meanwhile on the dance floor Caleb is dancing with a spicy latina. Hydro looks on not knowing if ‘dancing’ is the appropriate word for what he is seeing as he slowly inhales from his blunt, noting the positioning of his adopted sibling’s hands. One from the angle he is in appears to be in the back of the his best friend’s consort’s pants. The former New Orleans representative lets out a soft sigh as he thinks about the woman he has recently taken a shine to.
Hydro: I wonda what she’s up to.
At this time a young African American woman walks up to him as he sits all by himself. The young woman is wearing a barely there top and has her ample bosoms right in the young man’s face.
Young Lady: Sup Shug? Wanna catch a flick or make one?
Hydro looks and sees the glossiness of her eyes and shakes his head.
Hydro: Not tonight. I’mma just chill befo’ my debut if ya dun mind.
#ooc was going to be so much more, but scrapped for time
Act III: Watts Up?
Characters: Hydro
Camera: On
The Sin City Wrestling camera crew finds one of the many new signees to the company backstage, pacing the floors. The young man known as Hydro is geared up and ready to go. A black T-shirt dangles and flows just above his knee pads. On the back it reads in gold lettering ‘Always Bet On’ and on the front is a backward facing ‘C’ with a ‘P’ inside of it. The young man stops and turns toward the camera.
Hydro Ya know.. I gotten one question since I signed and my first match was announced. ‘What makes you think you stand a Andrew Watts?’. I’ve sat and thought about this for awhile…
Hydro pulls his trademark blunt from his ear.
Hydro: Lets do some comparisons. Watts acts like he don’t know me. Truth is he does.. And I know more about him than he thinks.
The young man lights his herbal liavation.
Hydro: Andrew Watts is a coward. He hides behinds those who can take him places. He runs from REAL challenges and blames others for his short comin’s. I can give a list of names, but that'd be pointless.
He takes a slow drag.
Hydro: He hid behind several big names throughout his career and like a got daum bitch he ran from people like Joey Harris. 'n' in Combat Entertainment he did ev'rythin' he could to steer clear from me. He feared of becoming another victim of my Hydroplane. 'n' tucked tail 'n' ran to Uncensored where his career almost mirrored my media claimin' rise.
He blows the smoke into the camera.
Hydro: Tonight Andrew.. No mo' runnin'.. No mo'... Ya will Hail Hydro... Smoke on that.
He tosses the blunt toward the camera and leaves.