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Jan 11, 2020 19:26:50 GMT -5
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Post by Dakota Smith on Jan 11, 2020 19:26:50 GMT -5
The skyline over Los Angeles looked like something out of a fairy tale at this time of night, the lit up building and sparkling moon light cascading over the surrounding water. Focusing in on one of LA’s many beachfront hotel rooftops we find Flash Kassidy, he’s sitting in a lounge chair with his back to the pool so he could get a good look at the view. The sound of the ocean’s waves hitting the beach pleasing his ear as he stared out at the lights of the boats coming and going from the city. As he looked beyond that he could see the darkness that was the open ocean, a vast emptiness where one could find themselves easily lost.
Dressed in a white silk dress shirt that was unbuttoned and ragged pair of wrangler jeans, Flash looked defeated, maybe even humbled. The end of 2019 had not been good to him, what with the closing of SCUM, 2high’s failure to capture the 4CW tag-team championships, and maybe worst of all not having enough to cement himself in the history books of Union Battleground. It was the loss of the War Horse Championship that really had him feeling disheartened. Flash wasn't wearing his usual shades, and even though his eyes are always bloodshot you could see the look of loss drowning in his gaze. The blunt burning in between his fingertips had not been ashed in sometime, and as he brought it up to his lips the ash broke from the cherry and fell onto his chest. He didn’t seem to mind, or really notice as he took a long puff of the marijuana.
As he pulled the blunt away from his lips, he flicked it off of the roof leaving a ghosting smoke trail as it flew off into the night. Flash held the smoke in his lungs until it turned stale, forcing him to choke. He threw his body forward and straddled the chair as he let out a few wheezing coughs - slowly rocking himself back and forth as he shook his head, his dirty blond hair dancing in front of his face.
“You good man?”
The voice caught Flash off guard, as he turned and looked to his side to see Jay Sinclair sitting next to him. Jay was dressed as if he was ready to go out to the ring, but Flash didn’t seem to notice as he sat up straight.
“ You know bruh… It’s like I got all these big, big things happenin’ in my head at all times. Got all this ish that I want ta’ do… Things to accomplish to become the man that I knows I can be. It’s like ever since I was a youngin’, I’ve had this chip on my shoulder… But to be honest? I don’t know if it’s still there… Not after all of this bullshit, not after time and time again I let down the very same people who do nothin’ but bring me up. When I first got to Battleground, I was nothin’ a nobody… But I earned my fuckin’ licks through crazy flips and not givin’ a shit. Them fans saw somethin’ in me, took me underneath they wing and I swear ta’ god I was soarin’... But now? I just feel like i’m plummeting lower and lower… Like i’m drowin’ out there in the ocean and the only who can save me? Is me.”
Flash sniffed the air and cleared his nostrils, whether it being from holding back tears of from the coughing fit is up for debate.
“ I thought I was the brightest burning light the entire wrestling world had ever seen, but then time and time again I’d get passed up. Other people would burn brighter, they’d outshine me...Me! Flash ma’ fuckin’ Kassidy… And you know me, usually I just be able ta’ brush that ish off… But man there's just so much of it…Hell, I’m on a fuckin’ losin’ streak man… SCUM, 4CW, Union Battleground, I lost in three different companies, now all I got is me, you, and the green… Know what I mean?”
Turning back to where Jay was, Flash looks a little shook to find no one sitting there, it was then he remembered that Jay hadn’t traveled with him to LA.
“Fuck it.”
Sucking his teeth in an agonizing way, Flash slaps his hands down on his knees and pushes himself up. He walks forward to the glass barricade separating him from the edge of the rooftop.
“ Kaelan Laughlin, you did it… You did it right in front of my eyes, I watched it fuckin’ happen! I watched my destiny, my ego, my championship get taken and I couldn’t stop it… I wasn't fast enough, quick enough… I just didn’t have what you have, not that night. I could stand here and say that I wasen’t the one who got pinned, but that ish don’t matter… We all knew the stakes going in, and I lost. But now? Now I gots another chance to rewrite the wrongs of Guerrilla Warfare, I gots another chance to bring me back to my center!
Now I knows you gon’ bring what you gon’ bring our warrior queen, that’s what you about. You earned that championship, but now it’s my turn to earn it by stealin’ it away from you. See I gotta’ find myself again, and i’ma do it the only way I know how… By goin’ out there to that ring and giving errything! Every last part of me I will leave inside that ring, if that what it take to become War Horse Champion! This match definitely means something ta’ you, I know it do… But as the sky is blue, this means the world and if I fuck up now then I guess god is cruel.“
Pushing his hair back and away from his face, the first signs of sunlight begin to peak over the ocean.
“ See because as down as I be right now, I got faith that theres something great comin’ fo’ me… I feel that shit down to my very core, I don’t need a chip on my shoulder to know that I gots what it takes to be the face this company is beggin’ fo’. I know that I can be the best ta’ ever do it, I just gotta’ get my mind right. I gotta’ get through you Kaelan, to find my way back to myself. And I know it won’t be easy, you traveled the world makin’ a name fo’ yo’ self, i’d be stupid if I said you ain’t make me nervous. “
Flash’s eyes slowly wander over to the camera, so that he’s looking directly into it.
“ Cause you do babygirl, you really do. I heard the passion in yo’ voice, been first hand witness to the tenacity that you envelop when you inside that ring, the Warrior Queen that take ova’ when you really want somethin’. I can sees the fiery passion inside yo’ eyes, but I also feel it in ya’ words… When you lose, it hurts you, it wounds you in such a way that you doubt yo’ self on such an extreme level. I think that's somethin’ we have in common, a middle ground in which to stand on befoe’ we take flight inside that square circle.
But now like I heard you, I want you ta’ hear me… I’m coming fo' that War Horse Championship, I ain’t leavin’ LA until I get it! You ain’t escapin’ town wit it, because it’s mine now. You’re defending yo’ title, somethin’ you earned… But I’m making a career out of beating you, do ya’ get that? I’m gonna’ use you Kaelan, use you to be the man that I always knew I could be... I’ll throw my life on the line, i’ll go and do time, i’ll break the ma’ fuckin’ law! This is it! This is my shot! Maybe my last one… I been beaten, knocked down, but you ain’t ever been able to count me out. Because even in my darkest days, I still burn bright!
You gon’ throw everything you have at me to hold onto the one thing that makes you feel alive, the one thing thats proves your worth in this business! And I’ll take each and erry-fuckin-thang you can dish out, I’ll take erry suplex, erry punch, erry kick! put that MMA to use, because tha’ ma’ fuckin’ goose is on the loose… And I’m one resilient bastard, so you better knock me tha fuck out K… I ain’t tappin’, break my fuckin’ arm I ain’t need it to soar through the sky like bird that is so! So! High... Then drop down on ya’ fuckin’ head until the mat is bashed and dyed ah’ ginger red.
Fuck the Flash, I'm gonna' Kick-yo-assidy. “
With the sun now coming up more over the waters, and new day beginning, Flash smirked into the camera as everything fades to black.
Dressed in a white silk dress shirt that was unbuttoned and ragged pair of wrangler jeans, Flash looked defeated, maybe even humbled. The end of 2019 had not been good to him, what with the closing of SCUM, 2high’s failure to capture the 4CW tag-team championships, and maybe worst of all not having enough to cement himself in the history books of Union Battleground. It was the loss of the War Horse Championship that really had him feeling disheartened. Flash wasn't wearing his usual shades, and even though his eyes are always bloodshot you could see the look of loss drowning in his gaze. The blunt burning in between his fingertips had not been ashed in sometime, and as he brought it up to his lips the ash broke from the cherry and fell onto his chest. He didn’t seem to mind, or really notice as he took a long puff of the marijuana.
As he pulled the blunt away from his lips, he flicked it off of the roof leaving a ghosting smoke trail as it flew off into the night. Flash held the smoke in his lungs until it turned stale, forcing him to choke. He threw his body forward and straddled the chair as he let out a few wheezing coughs - slowly rocking himself back and forth as he shook his head, his dirty blond hair dancing in front of his face.
“You good man?”
The voice caught Flash off guard, as he turned and looked to his side to see Jay Sinclair sitting next to him. Jay was dressed as if he was ready to go out to the ring, but Flash didn’t seem to notice as he sat up straight.
“ You know bruh… It’s like I got all these big, big things happenin’ in my head at all times. Got all this ish that I want ta’ do… Things to accomplish to become the man that I knows I can be. It’s like ever since I was a youngin’, I’ve had this chip on my shoulder… But to be honest? I don’t know if it’s still there… Not after all of this bullshit, not after time and time again I let down the very same people who do nothin’ but bring me up. When I first got to Battleground, I was nothin’ a nobody… But I earned my fuckin’ licks through crazy flips and not givin’ a shit. Them fans saw somethin’ in me, took me underneath they wing and I swear ta’ god I was soarin’... But now? I just feel like i’m plummeting lower and lower… Like i’m drowin’ out there in the ocean and the only who can save me? Is me.”
Flash sniffed the air and cleared his nostrils, whether it being from holding back tears of from the coughing fit is up for debate.
“ I thought I was the brightest burning light the entire wrestling world had ever seen, but then time and time again I’d get passed up. Other people would burn brighter, they’d outshine me...Me! Flash ma’ fuckin’ Kassidy… And you know me, usually I just be able ta’ brush that ish off… But man there's just so much of it…Hell, I’m on a fuckin’ losin’ streak man… SCUM, 4CW, Union Battleground, I lost in three different companies, now all I got is me, you, and the green… Know what I mean?”
Turning back to where Jay was, Flash looks a little shook to find no one sitting there, it was then he remembered that Jay hadn’t traveled with him to LA.
“Fuck it.”
Sucking his teeth in an agonizing way, Flash slaps his hands down on his knees and pushes himself up. He walks forward to the glass barricade separating him from the edge of the rooftop.
“ Kaelan Laughlin, you did it… You did it right in front of my eyes, I watched it fuckin’ happen! I watched my destiny, my ego, my championship get taken and I couldn’t stop it… I wasn't fast enough, quick enough… I just didn’t have what you have, not that night. I could stand here and say that I wasen’t the one who got pinned, but that ish don’t matter… We all knew the stakes going in, and I lost. But now? Now I gots another chance to rewrite the wrongs of Guerrilla Warfare, I gots another chance to bring me back to my center!
Now I knows you gon’ bring what you gon’ bring our warrior queen, that’s what you about. You earned that championship, but now it’s my turn to earn it by stealin’ it away from you. See I gotta’ find myself again, and i’ma do it the only way I know how… By goin’ out there to that ring and giving errything! Every last part of me I will leave inside that ring, if that what it take to become War Horse Champion! This match definitely means something ta’ you, I know it do… But as the sky is blue, this means the world and if I fuck up now then I guess god is cruel.“
Pushing his hair back and away from his face, the first signs of sunlight begin to peak over the ocean.
“ See because as down as I be right now, I got faith that theres something great comin’ fo’ me… I feel that shit down to my very core, I don’t need a chip on my shoulder to know that I gots what it takes to be the face this company is beggin’ fo’. I know that I can be the best ta’ ever do it, I just gotta’ get my mind right. I gotta’ get through you Kaelan, to find my way back to myself. And I know it won’t be easy, you traveled the world makin’ a name fo’ yo’ self, i’d be stupid if I said you ain’t make me nervous. “
Flash’s eyes slowly wander over to the camera, so that he’s looking directly into it.
“ Cause you do babygirl, you really do. I heard the passion in yo’ voice, been first hand witness to the tenacity that you envelop when you inside that ring, the Warrior Queen that take ova’ when you really want somethin’. I can sees the fiery passion inside yo’ eyes, but I also feel it in ya’ words… When you lose, it hurts you, it wounds you in such a way that you doubt yo’ self on such an extreme level. I think that's somethin’ we have in common, a middle ground in which to stand on befoe’ we take flight inside that square circle.
But now like I heard you, I want you ta’ hear me… I’m coming fo' that War Horse Championship, I ain’t leavin’ LA until I get it! You ain’t escapin’ town wit it, because it’s mine now. You’re defending yo’ title, somethin’ you earned… But I’m making a career out of beating you, do ya’ get that? I’m gonna’ use you Kaelan, use you to be the man that I always knew I could be... I’ll throw my life on the line, i’ll go and do time, i’ll break the ma’ fuckin’ law! This is it! This is my shot! Maybe my last one… I been beaten, knocked down, but you ain’t ever been able to count me out. Because even in my darkest days, I still burn bright!
You gon’ throw everything you have at me to hold onto the one thing that makes you feel alive, the one thing thats proves your worth in this business! And I’ll take each and erry-fuckin-thang you can dish out, I’ll take erry suplex, erry punch, erry kick! put that MMA to use, because tha’ ma’ fuckin’ goose is on the loose… And I’m one resilient bastard, so you better knock me tha fuck out K… I ain’t tappin’, break my fuckin’ arm I ain’t need it to soar through the sky like bird that is so! So! High... Then drop down on ya’ fuckin’ head until the mat is bashed and dyed ah’ ginger red.
Fuck the Flash, I'm gonna' Kick-yo-assidy. “
With the sun now coming up more over the waters, and new day beginning, Flash smirked into the camera as everything fades to black.