apologies for the ending, my brain just fried after doing this rp today after working on my goth rp
but here it is :)
Medical Emergency
It’s after the Halloween episode of Climax Control and Vinnie is at the medical emergency room where he lets his injured leg being checked. He is holding his head in his hands while the doctor is checking on his leg. ”God!! That hurts!!! Vinnie screams out in agony as the doctor’s hands touches his knee. He attempts to sit upwards and scream some more at the doctor, but he realizes that the doctor is only doing his job as he slowly lowers himself back on the bed he is on.”It looks like that you haven’t fully reinjured your leg Vinnie. But we have to take X-Rays just to be sure.” Vinnie groans, he hated visiting hospitals. Mostly because his ex-wife was a nurse, he had always feared that the day could come that he would meet her again while being injured. He knew that it would be very unlikely as the last thing he had heard about her was that she had gone back to Japan. But even then, he knew that Sin City Wrestling normally travels across the world. But he knew ultimately when this pandemic could be contained that SCW would visit the Land of the Rising Sun once more. But right now he had other things on his mind. ”ARGGHH!!!!!” He screams out in agony as he tries to move his leg a little at the request from the doctor. ”If this is your idea that I have not reinjured my leg, then I want a second opinion!!!” The doctor ignores Vinnie, he is still touching the knee as Vinnie’s leg reacts to every touch. ”Obviously you are in pain, Mac Bane did a good number on your leg. I had told you to take some more time off to recover fully from your injury Vinnie. But…” ”Yeah I know!!! Can you please stop the whole I told you so routine??? Why don’t you get get these stinking X-Rays done instead of wasting my time with preaching on how I should live my life?? So be a good little doctor and HELP ME!!!” The doctor shakes his head, grabbing his upper leg inches above his painful knee as he turns towards a nurse that stood next to him and tells her something before turning back his attention to Vinnie. ”I’m sorry Vinnie, but we are not equipped with an X-Ray device in this medical room. This is just for emergencies, but we will make an appointment for tomorrow where you…” Vinnie’s eyes grow wide as he heard the doctor tell him that he has to wait for the X-Rays to be made at a later point. He lowers his legs besides the table that he was upon, trying to put weight on both of his legs. Only to have his injured leg buckle underneath his weight, causing him to reach over towards the table for stability. The grimace on his face is evidently that he is hurt bad. Tears are flowing from his eyes, believing that he has reinjured his leg once again and that he does not need any X-Rays to prove that feeling. He slowly pulls himself up on the bed again, pushing away the helping hands from the doctor as he wants to do this on his own. ”You better use crutches the coming days to relieve pain upon your leg Vinnie.” The doctor says as he turns towards the nurse and tells her to arrange some crutches for Vinnie. Vinnie groans in agony, but this time not because of the pain but the realization that he may very well be away from wrestling in the ring anytime soon. He curses at himself, deep down in his mind the sole reason for his agony is the fact that he wants to extract revenge upon the man that injured him in the first place.
Vinnie grabst he crutches that was handed to him by the nurse and places both of them on either side of him before turning his attention back to the doctor. ”I know you told me that I have to be careful with my leg, but there is so much more that I have to do that I cannot…. The doctor cuts him off ”I cannot allow you to do anything that has got to do with wrestling Vinnie. You are hurt for crying out loud…. So for at least until we have the X-Rays done and know the extent of whether you are seriously injured or not. Until then Vinnie, you cannot compete in at least two to four weeks tops.” Vinnie’s eyes widen as he starts to fune in anger. Realizing that his opportunity to compete at High Stakes is in jeopardy, shaking his head in disagreement before opening his mouth again to react. ”But doc!! High Stakes is just around the corner!! I…” But the doctor is not having any of it. ”I am not going to allow you to compete anytime soon. First you get these X-Rays done before I will even suggest whether you can compete in a few days, a few weeks or the remainder of this entire year!!! Now go home and we will call you for the X-Ray appointment!!”
Vinnie grumbles in anger as he turns around and hobbles out of the emergency room. He realizes that the doctor is right and that he should not and cannot give him the green light to compete anytime soon. But deep down inside he feels that this is unfair, that he cannot be denied from extracting revenge upon Brother David. ”Brother David.” He whispers underneath his breath. He cannot believe the irony that only a few matches back after being injured, that he could very well be out once more. Maybe even for the entirety of the year, while Brother David isn’t. he cannot believe it that he may have to miss out another Super Card, while Brother David has a title match coming up. ”A fucking championship match and me?? I cannot put on too much weight on my own leg.” He sighs, he turns the corner and sees Bill and his wife Bea Barnhart talk to someone outside of the medical room. They turn their heads as they notice Vinnie hobbling out of the emergency room while carrying his two crutches. ”Damn Vinnie, Mac Bane must have done a number on your leg by the looks of it??” Says Bill as he immediately walks over to him as he walks up to him. he extends his arms, but Vinnie shakes his head. ”I’ll be alright Bill, I just need to rest a bit, while waiting for my appointment to have X-Rays taken of my leg. But I’ll be damned if I am going to end up on the shelve again for I don’t know how long and watch brother David chalk up a championship belt instead!! He is the one that got me in this situation to begin with!!!” Says Vinnie as his face is turning red in anger. He grabs his cell phone and dials the number of Christian Underwood. ”Senor Christian Underwood??” Vinnie waits for the response from the co-owner of SCW. ”Yes I have been to the doctor and he told me that after a few days of rest I will be back to health in no time.” This causes Bill’s eyebrow to be raised in surprise. ”Uh Vinnie??? Didn’t you… But Vinnie cuts him off by signalling him to keep his mouth shut. Bill turns his head to Bea as she starts to shake her head no. ”I am sure when Christian gets to see the end result of the medical checkup he may think differently Bill.” Causing Bill to roll his eyes and shrug his shoulders. Because he knows that nothing could alter Vinnie’s mind once he has decided on something.
Vinnie continues his talk with Christian Underwood for a few moments before hanging up and having a huge grin upon his face. ”Why are you smiling Vinnie?? No way that you are capable of putting any weight on that leg of yours… let alone compete any time soon” Bea inquires with Vinnie. But he continues to smile, not caring what either the Doctor or the Barnharts are telling him. ”Why I am smiling you ask Bea?? I just got off the phone with senor Underwood and I have been informed that since my health will be rapidly improving in a few days… that I will be competing in a fatal fourway…. Where the winner receives a championship match on December 19th… The final show of the year… isn’t that great??” He says, causing Bea and Bill’s eyes widen as well as their mouths dropping wide open. Not believing what he just had said, only to come back to their senses as Vinnie is trying to move towards the nearest doors as Bill stops him. ”Come on Vinnie, you can’t be serious on this?? You cannot even stand on your own two feet!! Let alone compete in a match with three other men??” Vinnie stops as he turns his head towards Bill. ”Of course I can, you head me… I will be back to health in a mere few days. Right Bill??” Vinnie looks at Bill with a look of complete confidence. Only to have Bill shake his head in disagreement. ”Look Vin, I know you are a great competitor. But I cannot allow you to lie about this companies health policy. You are in no way capable to compete in two weeks! Even I can say that you will not even make it to High Stakes on November 7th completely healthy!!” Vinnie’s eyes are burning with desire and anger. ”Bill?? Don’t do this to me… I need to…” But bill does not want to listen as he continues. ”Damnit Vinnie!! This may be the very end of your career!! Or worse!! Your entire health!! Is that what you want?? To risk the chance that you will never being able to walk just because you want to wrestle a damn match for a shot at a championship belt???” Vinnie sighs, he drops his head and nods it in understanding. ”You are right Bill.” This causes Bill to sigh of relief. ”I am sorry Vin, I know how important this is to you… But…” But vinnie cuts him off. ”Oh shut up Bill!! I told you that you were right, not that I am going to do whatever you or the Doctor or Bea is going to tell me to do. I am going to enter that ring and face three other men for a shot at the gold… Even if I have to walk out there on one leg… I will compete damnit!!!” This comes as a surprise to both Bill and Bea as they watch Vinnie walk towards the doors in the hallway. He then turns around and looks back at both Barnharts with a shy look on his facer. ”Can someone please open the doors for me???” Causing Bill and Bea sigh before smiling at each other, knowing that no matter how tough Vinnie tries to act, he is still an innocent puppy at heart.
”Four men, only one advances to face the champion for the gold” Says Vinnie as he is taking a rest on his bed. His injured leg is raised in the air to let it rest while watching some Netflix on the television as Vinnie is obviously bored. ”Oh yeah, Christian got word of the situation after receiving the results of the X-Rays. Luckily for me that nothing has severely injured only my leg needs to have rest the coming week or so before I can put any weight on it. But at least my opportunity to face three other men is still not out of the question… I am so glad that at least senor Underwood is a miracle genius when it comes down to health…. Also it helped out that I have taken full responsibility for whatever happens at this match and not going to keep anyone responsible but myself if I indeed get injured.” He says with distain in his voice. Clearly he did not expected Christian Underwood have the results of the checkup send over towards him, believing that he could convince anyone with his “half truth” and compete in the match somehow and win it all. ”Damn that stupid doctor, whatever happened to patients confidentiality?? A doctor cannot run off behind his patients back and tell what truly is going on with that particular person?? But I will make sure that he will not get to treat any future patient when I am done suing him for every last penny that he is worth. My lawyers are already making a case as I speak, so I am confident that I will walk away in a few weeks a double winner. And all I had to do is use my brain and remain confident that I will get the job done. Sadly for my ex-doctor he will be experiencing that on the other side of the room as my victim of my viciousness and determination. Something that I am fully confident to say that three other men will be experiencing as well…. Although our court room will be the six sided ring surrounded by ring ropes and lots of steel and wrestling canvas…. Enough weaponry to my disposal even if I am not fulloy healed. But at least I will be able to get my hands on a few names that needs to be taught a lesson no matter what… especially one of you”
Even though I have not yet faced two of you, but that does not change the fact that I need to educate you all that this championship opportunity for the final show in December of this year is mine to obtain. Sweet justice I would love to call it. Seeing how I have had to struggle for two long years before I would get back to this possible situation where I could redeem all that has been taken away from me…. Isn’t that great??? Oh of course it is…, you are just either too young, too lost in whatever dimencion that you are fleeing from… or just too stupid to realize that I need this more than any of you could ever figure out while thumbing through magazines that you all somehow want to read because of the great articles”
“no I know that did not make any sense, but keeping me away from this opportunity with my history is even more impossible to grasp doesn’t it?? Being the champion of the world on the final show in 2019… Where I defended my championship belt inside an elimination chamber against five other names… Fenris, Austin James Mercer, Ben Jordan just to name a few… And all I had to do was to survive five other superstars that all were gunning for my championship belt… Well all?? It was more that they all wanted to see Ben Jordan, who ultimately won that match take home the gold… because I wasn’t deserving enough to have worn that championship belt for over 100 days… And I have to admit… I was frustrated, upset and angered about it… but even more after I had lost…. And all I tried to do was making excuses of why it happened and why I wasn’t the world champ anymore…. And the first attempt of regaining the belt… I lost…. And more and more excuses came to hide the fact that I have failed, not once but twice!!!”
I know two of you want nothing more to reach the high that me and mac Bane have reached… because you feel that you are hungry and determined to take home the gold isn’t it?? To proclaim yourself as the true and deserving future number one contender is worth to do whatever it takes to win it all…. And that is exactly what you believe that you two are going to do isn’t it?? I just have to apologise in advance that even though it sounds like a fairy tale story… it is not going to happen any time soon in a galaxy far far away….. Because there are two other men, yours truly and the other man that is now seemingnly going through the same experiences that I had gone through… Lost the title against a man that to this very day is still your world champion. A man that HE challenged to face for that belt that he used to wear… and he lost… just let that sink in folks”
“He lost kids, he lost the rematch and is desperate… And he is not even waiting for this moment to once again be at his feet of golden opportunities… to face the world champion in a future date…. Something that I was willing to give up my entire health and career up for to obtain… Because unlike the last time me and Alex faced off does not tell the complete story of how me and Alex have traded words and deeds with each other to see who the better man is… And even though I know he will not admit it… At least he knows that I have beaten him more than anyone else in this company…. And that is more than you can ever phantom yourself of believing Mac…”
“Now granted, I did admit that you have beaten me.. no, I have to restate that statement as you had me injured as well…. causing me to doubt. But only for a few moments as I have learned throughout the last few years… That doubt is my worse enemy. Even more than those who like to utter the profanity about me no matter what I do….But here we are once more Mac…. Once again the forces that be has decided that our paths cross once more. I am sure that you already was planning to move on to bigger and better things huh Mac? Sorry to disappoint the fact that I am once again in your face and be one of the few that stands in your way to force you out of this opportunity.. an opportunity that you already had and wasted. An opportunity that you wish to clench your thirst to once again be the very best in this company…. And I cannot have that my amigo…. “
Vinnie is breathing softly as his hand runs over his injured leg and sighs.
”I realize that this week will not be a good preparation for this up coming match. While you and the other two men in this match get their bodies prepared, working on a strategy to get the upper hand on the others. While both you and me know that it’s the will to survive isn’t it Mac?? The will to overcome three other men in this match, to have eyes in the back of your head and take charge whenever necessary. All I can say is that I am ready to sink my teeth into whomever gets in my face…. I just hope that I get the opportunity to inflict some of the pain that you forced upon me… pain that is necessary for you to understand that I am not mad at you Mac….. I just need you to understand that you need to be taught a lesson on when to give…. And when to take”
“I know you can take a lot Mac…, but even you can take just that much…. And you have to realize that you have to do so much more to keep me down my amigo… Because I know now what to do to break you mentally and physically… Something I know that you will tell me is impossible… But nothing in life is impossible Mac…”
He grins as he places his hands back behind his head.
“Than we have Miles Kasey and Brayden Hilton. Two names that are on the rise to the top. Two names that believe that they are the next in line to challenge for the gold… Belief is good my friends, but it only gets you that far. The question is going to be how much you truly want it?? Because I know deep down inside you don’t want it as much as me wanting to risk my health and career for a chance to redeem myself for the loss that I did not deserve in the first place….. “
“But that is something that we shall find out at High Stakes won’t we”
With that the shot fades
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