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// The FlashBack
« on: April 25, 2014, 10:05:12 PM »
 [OOC - First time I've ever written the background to this character, felt the necessity to make it vivid, make it honest and bring my life into the mix - And yes I'm aware this OOC is long ha-ha.]

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"Crash! Crash! Crash! Crash!”

The chanting, still vibrated through the mind. It was what brought wrestling to the forefront of life, the ability to repay the fans, for what they’ve done for me in the past.

Cue Flashback.

The setting, was a household, which looked rather beaten down, the wallpaper was peeling off the walls, as rain was seen falling outside of the house, through the broken window.


“GET YOUR ASS UP ALREADY WE’RE GOING TO BE LATE.” A sharp, manly voice caught our attention, although no visual was made, small murmurs from a womanly voice was heard… and the door slammed behind them.

Moving to the window, looking through it - all you could see was a car speeding off into the night. Backing away from the window, was Matthew Carson, who was just an ordinary kid living in a big city. Sixteen at the time, Matthew went to the basement where a rinky-dink ring was set up, as he turned the stereo on to the loudest volume, he stepped inside the ring and started bouncing off the ropes.

Matthew was a fun loving kid, the definition of good kid, would be under his name in the dictionary, and despite the deadbeat parents that ran his life, he continued to build himself up for success, he constantly watched wrestling on television trying to emulate the stars of the business.. this night was no different as he always climbed to the top rope, and managed to do something different each time… bringing him more joy, to his already joyous world.

Little did he know, how much his life would change that night.

A knock at the door, hours later…
Violent knocks, as loud, unknown voices yelled at the top of thier lungs.


“MATT??? MATTHEW??? MATTHEW CARSON This is the Police, please open the door.”

Matthew sat up with sweat running down his face, as he had fallen asleep on the couch downstairs, throwing a shirt on as he ran upstairs as he opened the door as a Police Officer stood at the door with a long face.

The officer walked in the door, and closed it behind him as he motioned for Matthew to sit down as the officer, whose nametag read “Blake,” sat down next to Matthew.


“I don’t know how you tell you this, Matthew but you know how your parents were flying to Las Vegas tonight?”  The officer put his hand on Matthew’s shoulder as he had nodded in response to the officers question. It had yet to sink into Matthews mind what the officer was getting at as he looked at him with concern painted across his face.

“Your parents plane, ended up losing both engines, it crashed into the San Juan National Forest, they… didnt make it.”

Any emotion you could possibly imagine went through the mind of… a kid.

Matthew, instantly lost control of his emotions as he was embraced by an officer who looked like he understood what this kid was going through.

Now, a lot of things happened to Matthew Carson, from that point until the point you, the stars of Sin City Wrestling, had the knowledge of him signing to your company.

Matthew, being sixteen had to suffer through foster parenting, as his only relatives being his aunt and uncle were unfit to take care of him. Matthew, with his world at a loss focused on a passion that never let him down yet, wrestling.

When Matthew turned seventeen, he set himself on a course that would change his life. He began to attend wrestling events and even signed up for a few, only to be denied due to his age, yet they never stopped him from helping set up the ring, or practice on it until the real show took place. Matthew pushed himself to focus and put the wrestling industry in the place of his heart where his parents formerly resided… giving himself a full-on commitment to a business that ate people alive… for fun.

At eighteen, Matthew Carson signed up for his first actual event, and with the luck of being in the right place at the right time ran into a man by the name of Chris Mendryk - and for those who don’t know who that man is, well lets just say he became, and forever will remain Matthews only true family.

Matthew trained under Mendryk after signing up to the card that was set to take place in a weeks time, and even though his ring skills were somewhat shaky, he kept getting words of encouragement and for the first time he was stopped by Mendryk, being asked what HE wanted to do in the ring.

Fly or Die Trying.

Perhaps ironic, but Matthew took this business seriously, and although his parents paid the price of their life in the air… he lived his life by taking risks, something his parents never did, and he knew they would always regret that.

It was finally game night. Matthew, standing in the ring for the first time as the crowd was on his side, as he was a regular in the building at this point… however he chose a nickname that he figured suited him well, as he had two very dumb accidents in his first attempts at driving, and coupling that with his parents tragedy… Matthew figured to pay tribute to them and himself as he called himself…

Crash.

Crash, in his in-ring debut, proved his trainer, and his small fanbase that no matter what happens to him, he will always fly high. Crash shocked the fans hitting multiple moves off the tope rope on an opponent who was expected to destroy Crash within seconds of the match starting.

With devotion from his trainer, Crash promised to himself, and his fans that he would continue to work on his craft, and be their personal entertainer, because they had given him something to believe in, they had given him something to cling onto… and while most of his fans didn’t know the whole story, a cheer in his name, was a respect to his family name, his parents… and all those days fighting to keep going.

Crash, received a letter one day, from a man who had disappeared after the night of his debut… Chris Mendryk. The letter stated how impressed he was, and Mendryk wanted to see what he was capable of in the real ring, but he wanted to make sure Crash was ready for the fight, ready for the opportunity. Mendryk, came to Crash and trained with him for months straight, and Crash took in everything he possibly could from the thirty - plus time World Champion.

After the training, Mendryk gave Crash something he hadn’t ever been in since his parents passed…. growing up in the foster home and living in what was basically a homeless shelter since, Crash had nowhere to call his own, but Mendryk had seen a future in the fighter, and bought him a small house, in a little suburb near where Crash grew up… and that’s when Crash knew, his life was on the right path… the only catch was if Mendryk ever opened a company of his own… Crash had to jump in, which was an odd deal… considering how eager Crash would have been to join anyhow.

Fast forward to six months ago, years of training, years of perfecting the art of high-flying risk taking wrestling… Crash got the phonecall he was always ready for… Mendryk opened up a company, and as Crash promised he came. Crash dominated the Internet Wrestling Society, winning the Internet Championship, and becoming the first double champion before the company went under…

Crash felt lost without the iWS around, but when he met Michael Hardy at a fan oriented event he heard of Sin City Wrestling, and with hard work on his side, Crash felt the time to sign to the business was now or never.

It was time to bring back the glory, it was time to prove just how much this business meant to him… just one more time, for Crash was never about the glory… only about the passion that burned inside of him. And with the fans on his side, Crash knew it was only a matter of time before he made them chant his name once again.


“Crash! Crash! Crash! Crash!...”

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