Ricky Schorg VS Daniel "The Mindless" Christopher = DC's RP
Aug 12, 2020 17:45:09 GMT -5
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Post by ដានីយ៉ែល on Aug 12, 2020 17:45:09 GMT -5
*Scene Opens*
Tick Tock. Tick Tock. The sounds of the clock are heard as a man is shown sitting in a wooden chair with the mirror facing him against the bedroom wall. His hair peeks out from beneath the black hooded as a couple of Citalopram and Bupropion pills are shown spread out from beneath the comfort of his bed.
DC: .......Damn, man. What time is it? It is 5:44 pm and my damn ass is still sitting in this fucking chair. Whatever crazy stunt that I pulled the night or day before, must have been awesome.
Daniel "The Mindless" Christopher gets off the chair and pulls a cell phone out from underneath his pillow and starts checking to see if he has any messages. He comes across one random message that reads "Ricky Schorg VS Daniel Christopher" and presses the delete button to delete it. Then Daniel drops the cell phone back on the bed and slumps right back down onto the chair.
He then starts talking about his upcoming match at Monday Night Metal.
DC: So.....Ricky Schorg is my first opponent in my debut match. I don't know a damn thing about him, but he sure must know something about me. Either way, I am not going to go easy on him nor should he do the same for me. Yo Ricky, are you Italian or German? Anyway, that is not the point. All that matters is I will defeat you in our match and there is not a damn thing that you can do about that! You see that I will treat you as one of my past addictions that dug me deep in a hole that was very hard to get out. Without the help from my therapist, I don't think that I will be able to overcome it. One of these addictions involves me getting scrammed from some random thief from another country. I had several battles with this addiction and it wasn't easy to overcome it. I will admit my stupidity for falling into this addiction that led me to dig a huge hole in the ground that I had a really fucking difficult time getting out of. All I know is that if I didn't get help, my ass would still be struggling and it might have led me to committing suicide. Let just say that the man that you are seeing right now is somebody that you don't not want to mess around with. I am fucking over that damn addiction that involved getting scammed and since you will be treated as one of my past issues. I don't need a therapist or anybody else’s help to defeat you, because I am going to do it on my own. It doesn't really matter which way that I treat you as my opponent in that ring. One way could have you as one of my past addictions or a just an ignorant fucking bully that I stab with a damn in self defense, back in high school. Daniel "The Mindless" Christopher is going to fucking beat you senseless that you will look like a damn rotting corpse after our match. Don't worry, I am not going to stab you nor murder you. Murder isn’t in my fucking blood. Hell, if I end up losing to you in this debut match. I am not going to cry over spilling milk, but I will just use the loss as another way to prepare myself for my next match. There is nothing wrong with fixing your past mistakes after a match. If my family can survive the Khmer Rouge, then I can survive this battle against you! Ricky Schorg, catch you on the flip side at Monday Night Metal!
*Scene Fades*
Tick Tock. Tick Tock. The sounds of the clock are heard as a man is shown sitting in a wooden chair with the mirror facing him against the bedroom wall. His hair peeks out from beneath the black hooded as a couple of Citalopram and Bupropion pills are shown spread out from beneath the comfort of his bed.
DC: .......Damn, man. What time is it? It is 5:44 pm and my damn ass is still sitting in this fucking chair. Whatever crazy stunt that I pulled the night or day before, must have been awesome.
Daniel "The Mindless" Christopher gets off the chair and pulls a cell phone out from underneath his pillow and starts checking to see if he has any messages. He comes across one random message that reads "Ricky Schorg VS Daniel Christopher" and presses the delete button to delete it. Then Daniel drops the cell phone back on the bed and slumps right back down onto the chair.
He then starts talking about his upcoming match at Monday Night Metal.
DC: So.....Ricky Schorg is my first opponent in my debut match. I don't know a damn thing about him, but he sure must know something about me. Either way, I am not going to go easy on him nor should he do the same for me. Yo Ricky, are you Italian or German? Anyway, that is not the point. All that matters is I will defeat you in our match and there is not a damn thing that you can do about that! You see that I will treat you as one of my past addictions that dug me deep in a hole that was very hard to get out. Without the help from my therapist, I don't think that I will be able to overcome it. One of these addictions involves me getting scrammed from some random thief from another country. I had several battles with this addiction and it wasn't easy to overcome it. I will admit my stupidity for falling into this addiction that led me to dig a huge hole in the ground that I had a really fucking difficult time getting out of. All I know is that if I didn't get help, my ass would still be struggling and it might have led me to committing suicide. Let just say that the man that you are seeing right now is somebody that you don't not want to mess around with. I am fucking over that damn addiction that involved getting scammed and since you will be treated as one of my past issues. I don't need a therapist or anybody else’s help to defeat you, because I am going to do it on my own. It doesn't really matter which way that I treat you as my opponent in that ring. One way could have you as one of my past addictions or a just an ignorant fucking bully that I stab with a damn in self defense, back in high school. Daniel "The Mindless" Christopher is going to fucking beat you senseless that you will look like a damn rotting corpse after our match. Don't worry, I am not going to stab you nor murder you. Murder isn’t in my fucking blood. Hell, if I end up losing to you in this debut match. I am not going to cry over spilling milk, but I will just use the loss as another way to prepare myself for my next match. There is nothing wrong with fixing your past mistakes after a match. If my family can survive the Khmer Rouge, then I can survive this battle against you! Ricky Schorg, catch you on the flip side at Monday Night Metal!
*Scene Fades*
