Post by Damon Graves on Dec 23, 2017 14:04:01 GMT -5
Coca-Cola Orlando Eye
Orlando, Florida
Scene opens inside one of the pods of the massive observation wheel, where NGW superstars Damon and Aurora Graves can be seen standing by the railing, taking in the Orlando skyline. Damon is standing behind his wife, his arms wrapped around her waist.
Damon: Sure beats standing in those long lines at Disney World, right?
Mrs. Graves smiles, nodding her head in agreement.
Aurora: You can say that again! And this is nowhere near as crowded. I have to admit, you were right….
Damon chuckles as he kisses his wife on the cheek.
Damon: That DOES happen on occasion, you know…
Aurora: Seriously, the view is spectacular.
Damon breaks off the embrace and backs up, pulling out his phone to take a quick photo of his wife as she looks out over the city.
Damon: I'll say it is. And the skyline in the background ain't bad, either….
Aurora giggles as she looks back at him over her shoulder, playfully biting her bottom lip.
Aurora: Oh, you….
Damon shrugs his shoulders.
Damon: What can I say? Is it a crime to think I’m married to the most beautiful woman in the world?
Aurora smiles as she examines the tattoos on her arms.
Aurora: Well, you ARE the one responsible for most of my decorations….
Damon: Well, you ARE my favorite canvas….
Aurora turns her head and notices a red and white cooler nestled in the corner of the gondola.
Aurora: Yes! We got one of the ones stocked with Coke….
She leans down and pulls a couple of frosty bottles out of the cooler. Handing one to Damon, they both open them up and enjoy the refreshing beverage.
Scene cuts to a short time later, after the Graves’ have exited the attraction.
Aurora: I've got to find a bathroom...
Damon: Two bottles of Coca-Cola will do that to you….
Aurora: Smartass….
Damon: Better than being a dumbass….
Aurora merely shakes her head before departing in search of relief for her bladder. Once she’s gone, Damon leans up against a nearby wall and turns to the camera.
Damon: Gotta tell ya, Billy, I’m looking forward to our match at Dissension.
It’s not every day that I get to face off against someone like you. Just looking at what you’ve done in Seattle Pro Wrestling, holding the Endurance and Heavyweight Championships, I suppose you can justify having a bit of an ego. You had a short stint in West Coast Genesis and made short work of the competition there, before moving up to NGW.
Damon looks down at his nails before continuing.
Damon: Once you got here, though, things didn’t go quite so smoothly. But taking into consideration that some of your losses are in tag team or multi-person matches, you can tack an asterisk onto that record. No matter the circumstances, you certainly put in a damn good fight.
But this is just you and me; it has nothing to do with any of this faction warfare going on right now. So if we take the Midnight Horsemen out of the equation, I still have quite a task ahead of me. And while it’s certainly not impossible, I don’t consider this to be a cakewalk by any means.
But here’s the thing; I thrive on this sorta shit, Billy.
Damon stands up straight, dusting off his pants.
Damon: All my life, I’ve had to put up with people telling me that I’d never amount to anything; from that waste of oxygen that knocked up my mother to teachers in school. Hell, even most of my so-called “peers” in this business want to do nothing but knock me down, if for no other reason than to make themselves feel more important.
There are very few things in this life that feel better than making those same people choke on their words. You could ask Travis Blake… I mean, that is if you can get him to quit crying like a baby without a tit to suck on. He was supposed to wipe the ring with me; after all, he defeated my wife twice, and she's the one that people have pegged as the “better half” of Rebel Ink. And what happened? He got cocky and wound up paying for it.
I doubt if you're gonna take the advice of some rookie scrub like me, but if nothing else, pay attention to history. Taking me lightly has led to quite a few people eating some huge slices of humble pie. In the end, those folks may not have grown to like me, but they sure as fuck learned to respect what I'm capable of….
Question is, how long will it take you to do the same?
By this time, Aurora has returned.
Aurora: So, Puddin, ready to hit Madame Tussauds?
Damon: Lead on, Harley…
Scene ends as the couple heads off towards the museum.
Orlando, Florida
Scene opens inside one of the pods of the massive observation wheel, where NGW superstars Damon and Aurora Graves can be seen standing by the railing, taking in the Orlando skyline. Damon is standing behind his wife, his arms wrapped around her waist.
Damon: Sure beats standing in those long lines at Disney World, right?
Mrs. Graves smiles, nodding her head in agreement.
Aurora: You can say that again! And this is nowhere near as crowded. I have to admit, you were right….
Damon chuckles as he kisses his wife on the cheek.
Damon: That DOES happen on occasion, you know…
Aurora: Seriously, the view is spectacular.
Damon breaks off the embrace and backs up, pulling out his phone to take a quick photo of his wife as she looks out over the city.
Damon: I'll say it is. And the skyline in the background ain't bad, either….
Aurora giggles as she looks back at him over her shoulder, playfully biting her bottom lip.
Aurora: Oh, you….
Damon shrugs his shoulders.
Damon: What can I say? Is it a crime to think I’m married to the most beautiful woman in the world?
Aurora smiles as she examines the tattoos on her arms.
Aurora: Well, you ARE the one responsible for most of my decorations….
Damon: Well, you ARE my favorite canvas….
Aurora turns her head and notices a red and white cooler nestled in the corner of the gondola.
Aurora: Yes! We got one of the ones stocked with Coke….
She leans down and pulls a couple of frosty bottles out of the cooler. Handing one to Damon, they both open them up and enjoy the refreshing beverage.
Scene cuts to a short time later, after the Graves’ have exited the attraction.
Aurora: I've got to find a bathroom...
Damon: Two bottles of Coca-Cola will do that to you….
Aurora: Smartass….
Damon: Better than being a dumbass….
Aurora merely shakes her head before departing in search of relief for her bladder. Once she’s gone, Damon leans up against a nearby wall and turns to the camera.
Damon: Gotta tell ya, Billy, I’m looking forward to our match at Dissension.
It’s not every day that I get to face off against someone like you. Just looking at what you’ve done in Seattle Pro Wrestling, holding the Endurance and Heavyweight Championships, I suppose you can justify having a bit of an ego. You had a short stint in West Coast Genesis and made short work of the competition there, before moving up to NGW.
Damon looks down at his nails before continuing.
Damon: Once you got here, though, things didn’t go quite so smoothly. But taking into consideration that some of your losses are in tag team or multi-person matches, you can tack an asterisk onto that record. No matter the circumstances, you certainly put in a damn good fight.
But this is just you and me; it has nothing to do with any of this faction warfare going on right now. So if we take the Midnight Horsemen out of the equation, I still have quite a task ahead of me. And while it’s certainly not impossible, I don’t consider this to be a cakewalk by any means.
But here’s the thing; I thrive on this sorta shit, Billy.
Damon stands up straight, dusting off his pants.
Damon: All my life, I’ve had to put up with people telling me that I’d never amount to anything; from that waste of oxygen that knocked up my mother to teachers in school. Hell, even most of my so-called “peers” in this business want to do nothing but knock me down, if for no other reason than to make themselves feel more important.
There are very few things in this life that feel better than making those same people choke on their words. You could ask Travis Blake… I mean, that is if you can get him to quit crying like a baby without a tit to suck on. He was supposed to wipe the ring with me; after all, he defeated my wife twice, and she's the one that people have pegged as the “better half” of Rebel Ink. And what happened? He got cocky and wound up paying for it.
I doubt if you're gonna take the advice of some rookie scrub like me, but if nothing else, pay attention to history. Taking me lightly has led to quite a few people eating some huge slices of humble pie. In the end, those folks may not have grown to like me, but they sure as fuck learned to respect what I'm capable of….
Question is, how long will it take you to do the same?
By this time, Aurora has returned.
Aurora: So, Puddin, ready to hit Madame Tussauds?
Damon: Lead on, Harley…
Scene ends as the couple heads off towards the museum.
