Post by Deleted on Nov 25, 2020 18:48:31 GMT -5
Today Derek Wellings is in the ring with Liberty Roberts and Wendy Sato. The later outside, watching as the two lock up. The older man easily wins the test of strength with his trainee, knees her in the gut, bounces off the ropes and goes for an ax kick. Liberty catches and pushes him back, she then runs at him and attempts to clothesline Derek. However he ducks and back lifts her up, over the ropes and she Wendy catches her, both hitting the outside mats. Derek leans over the ropes.
*** Derek Wellings ***
10 minutes left in class, you haven't give me a welt or busted me open.
Liberty huffs, getting angry and slides into the ring. Derek proceeds to drop down and hammer away on her with his fists, as she's on her knees so comes his. The older mans larger arms drag her by her head and arm to the center of the ring, pulls her up for an overhead belly to belly suplex and hits it. They scuffle around, Derek manages to get behind her, arms locked under her large breasts and hits a Belly-to-back Takedown.
Trying to grab his leg, Liberty lunges out but Derek keeps spinning on her back, then locks her waist and hits several German Suplexes before locking in a rear naked chock hold. Liberty quickly taps out, and the two roll away from each other. The young trainee gets her breath back on her knees as her trainer stands up and leans on the ropes.
*** Liberty Roberts ***
Unfair, you choked me.
*** Derek Wellings ***
Life's unfair, also be ready for the unexpected.
*** Liberty Roberts ***
I don't see you choking out your daughter.
*** Derek Wellings ***
That's because you don't see our one on one training. Your old man asked me to train you for your eventual career. It's not getting any easier.
Liberty swings a fast at Derek & he catches it. Both Wendy and Liberty are in shock as his defense is effortless. Grinding her fist into palm, Liberty swears under her breath as Derek smirks.
*** Derek Wellings ***
You've seen the den of my home, I have multiple posters of Road House. I own it on VHS, Laser Disk, DVD and Blu-Ray. For crying out loud, you came over and saw me watching it this morning. Relax, mija.
*** Wendy Sato ***
I thought I was mija?
*** Liberty Roberts ***
I'm not your mija.
*** Derek Welling ***
You're both my mijas.
Derek helps Liberty up and Wendy tosses her a towel. Wendy goes to get in the ring for a second go but is stopped by Derek. He pours water over his head and leans on the ropes looking at the two.
*** Derek Wellings ***
Hit the showers, girls. Lessons over for today.
*** Girls ***
What!?
*** Derek Wellings ***
You're getting out a little early. Why complain? Are you millennials?
*** Wendy Sato ***
No, Gen Z.
*** Derek Wellings ***
You girls are excited, I get that. I really do, but injuries happen in training. I saw it in basic training both as a recruit and as a drill sergeant. I've seen other young hopefuls get injured in the ring and basically end their careers in the ring during training.
*** Liberty Roberts ***
All right, fine. I'll remember that rear naked choke. Mark my words.
She climbs out the ring and hits up the showers with Wendy. Like his trainees, he hits up the shower and leaves fast enough that they're still busy as he's checking out what his opponent at Vendetta, the APW North American Champion America Jackson, has said about him. The vigor of youth getting the spine to stand up to the more mature in ring veteran.
As the video on America's promo ends, the girls walk out laughing. The Airborne Ranger looks up at them. Then notices the time and is clearly annoyed with both of them.
*** Derek Wellings ***
What the HELL took so long?! I finished my shower in 10 minutes and it took you two 20. Did you two eat lunch or each other?
The girls look at each other with disappointment then to him.
*** Wendy Sato ***
…
*** Liberty Roberts ***
Yes, Derek. We spent an extra ten minutes eating each other out.
Derek beings cringing hard and closes his eyes. The thought of his child sexually active clearly has gotten under his skin. The two look at each and actually drag him along outside.
*** Liberty Roberts ***
Oh my God, Wendy. Do you realize what we've done?
*** Wendy Sato ***
Yeah, we just discovered Derek-sama's kryptonite.
*** Derek Wellings ***
EWWW I close my eyes! I see it more vividly! And it's not my kryptonite.
*** Liberty Roberts ***
Okay, Boomer.
The three get in Derek's 2019 Ford Ranger. The girls are behind him as he checks his teeth in the mirror and starts driving off. They look at him via his mirror.
*** Wendy Sato ***
Hot date tonight?
*** Derek Welling ***
Making sure everything is where it should be. You girls in back, Lib's headbutt did nothing to break or jar teeth, my opponent showed his spine.
You two are good eggs. Why? Because you two know that respect is beaten into you or beaten out of a person. Respect isn't given. Respect isn't earned. I know when I was in the army, during my first year, my superior officers and NCO's all were instantly given respect. Of course you give them SOME respect. But truthfully, just because you spent 2 years getting a degree doesn't mean you've earn any respect.
America Jackson doesn't have my respect. I haven't beaten respect into him either. The fact he claims to respect me, shows that he doesn't respect me. I ain't shit to him, I shouldn't be given respect because of my military achievements or my wrestling achievements. I wouldn't want that, and I can't give that to him. I don't know him from a bucket of water. The only time I was given respect by my subordinates in my years in the army is by beating it out of them or fighting the enemy. The only time us enlisted truly gave respect to our Commissioned Officers is when they fought with us. That's the sad truth of it.
Now I'll give him credit, first man to hold the APW North American Championship and APW Tag Team Championships at the same time. First man to hold the APW World Heavyweight Championship and APW North American Championship and the first APW Triple Crown Champion, congratulations. You've only won them because you've never had a real challenge. Darren Warrens, your tag team partner is one of three reasons you've lost. At the very least, you two beat respect out the other and were able to win the APW Tag Team titles.
You've earned a lilliputian amount of props from me. But if you want to compare dick sizes, I've been a triple champion holding the NCW Extreme, NCW National TV and NCW Tag Team Championships at the same time. But much like holding the NBPW World Championship means nothing here, neither do those. Had you been in NBPW maybe you would have been champion but I earned my shot by sending a message to Cory Bull, you likely would have waited and I would have beaten you to the punch. Therefore you only earn a certificate of participation from me for your previous APW achievements, and much like people after me, I'll beat the respect out of them.
But in the event your ego is bruised, hate to say it to you, Millennial. The world isn't fair, kid. I've been promotions before where some other asshole got a title shot LONG before I ever did and I had more time in service. Humble men serve food, hungry men eat and fucking starving. I came into APW with only one objective and that's to be the most notable man to ever walk through the doors. Asking for a handout isn't the Ranger way, it made a demand from you and management liked that.
While you're of great notoriety, I'll be of greater stock. I challenged you in my first match, you didn't have the guts to make a challenge the day you walked in. Don't act like you never saw this coming the moment I signed the contract. So yes, knowing Matsuda Jubei has helped me get a contract here. That's it, I didn't beg or plead like you're doing for your return title shot. As a millennial, you're expecting shit handed to you. Don't expect it, demand it. If you're not getting it, make a message. Look what I did, I'm facing you for the APW North American Championship at Vendetta while you STILL haven't had a chance to try again for the APW World Heavyweight Championship.
At Vendetta, you're going one on one with me, Mister Main Event. I'm going to run you through the ringer, and I'm going to beat respect out of you. You're better throw everything you got at me including the kitchen sink if you want to win. I've been through literal war in Mogidshu and Iraq and Kuwait. I've been in wars in the ring. I'm sure you've had some yourself, and yeah I guess that's impressive. But I've been in more and with more wars comes more experience. I'm not calling you a noobie or the typical millennial who whines but I am saying you're a millennial who whines and has some semblance of a spine. At the end of our match, I'm going to be standing above you holding the APW North American Championship and I'm going to walk out as the champion, remember: One man's hate leads to another man's fate.
~FIN
*** Derek Wellings ***
10 minutes left in class, you haven't give me a welt or busted me open.
Liberty huffs, getting angry and slides into the ring. Derek proceeds to drop down and hammer away on her with his fists, as she's on her knees so comes his. The older mans larger arms drag her by her head and arm to the center of the ring, pulls her up for an overhead belly to belly suplex and hits it. They scuffle around, Derek manages to get behind her, arms locked under her large breasts and hits a Belly-to-back Takedown.
Trying to grab his leg, Liberty lunges out but Derek keeps spinning on her back, then locks her waist and hits several German Suplexes before locking in a rear naked chock hold. Liberty quickly taps out, and the two roll away from each other. The young trainee gets her breath back on her knees as her trainer stands up and leans on the ropes.
*** Liberty Roberts ***
Unfair, you choked me.
*** Derek Wellings ***
Life's unfair, also be ready for the unexpected.
*** Liberty Roberts ***
I don't see you choking out your daughter.
*** Derek Wellings ***
That's because you don't see our one on one training. Your old man asked me to train you for your eventual career. It's not getting any easier.
Liberty swings a fast at Derek & he catches it. Both Wendy and Liberty are in shock as his defense is effortless. Grinding her fist into palm, Liberty swears under her breath as Derek smirks.
*** Derek Wellings ***
You've seen the den of my home, I have multiple posters of Road House. I own it on VHS, Laser Disk, DVD and Blu-Ray. For crying out loud, you came over and saw me watching it this morning. Relax, mija.
*** Wendy Sato ***
I thought I was mija?
*** Liberty Roberts ***
I'm not your mija.
*** Derek Welling ***
You're both my mijas.
Derek helps Liberty up and Wendy tosses her a towel. Wendy goes to get in the ring for a second go but is stopped by Derek. He pours water over his head and leans on the ropes looking at the two.
*** Derek Wellings ***
Hit the showers, girls. Lessons over for today.
*** Girls ***
What!?
*** Derek Wellings ***
You're getting out a little early. Why complain? Are you millennials?
*** Wendy Sato ***
No, Gen Z.
*** Derek Wellings ***
You girls are excited, I get that. I really do, but injuries happen in training. I saw it in basic training both as a recruit and as a drill sergeant. I've seen other young hopefuls get injured in the ring and basically end their careers in the ring during training.
*** Liberty Roberts ***
All right, fine. I'll remember that rear naked choke. Mark my words.
She climbs out the ring and hits up the showers with Wendy. Like his trainees, he hits up the shower and leaves fast enough that they're still busy as he's checking out what his opponent at Vendetta, the APW North American Champion America Jackson, has said about him. The vigor of youth getting the spine to stand up to the more mature in ring veteran.
As the video on America's promo ends, the girls walk out laughing. The Airborne Ranger looks up at them. Then notices the time and is clearly annoyed with both of them.
*** Derek Wellings ***
What the HELL took so long?! I finished my shower in 10 minutes and it took you two 20. Did you two eat lunch or each other?
The girls look at each other with disappointment then to him.
*** Wendy Sato ***
…
*** Liberty Roberts ***
Yes, Derek. We spent an extra ten minutes eating each other out.
Derek beings cringing hard and closes his eyes. The thought of his child sexually active clearly has gotten under his skin. The two look at each and actually drag him along outside.
*** Liberty Roberts ***
Oh my God, Wendy. Do you realize what we've done?
*** Wendy Sato ***
Yeah, we just discovered Derek-sama's kryptonite.
*** Derek Wellings ***
EWWW I close my eyes! I see it more vividly! And it's not my kryptonite.
*** Liberty Roberts ***
Okay, Boomer.
The three get in Derek's 2019 Ford Ranger. The girls are behind him as he checks his teeth in the mirror and starts driving off. They look at him via his mirror.
*** Wendy Sato ***
Hot date tonight?
*** Derek Welling ***
Making sure everything is where it should be. You girls in back, Lib's headbutt did nothing to break or jar teeth, my opponent showed his spine.
You two are good eggs. Why? Because you two know that respect is beaten into you or beaten out of a person. Respect isn't given. Respect isn't earned. I know when I was in the army, during my first year, my superior officers and NCO's all were instantly given respect. Of course you give them SOME respect. But truthfully, just because you spent 2 years getting a degree doesn't mean you've earn any respect.
America Jackson doesn't have my respect. I haven't beaten respect into him either. The fact he claims to respect me, shows that he doesn't respect me. I ain't shit to him, I shouldn't be given respect because of my military achievements or my wrestling achievements. I wouldn't want that, and I can't give that to him. I don't know him from a bucket of water. The only time I was given respect by my subordinates in my years in the army is by beating it out of them or fighting the enemy. The only time us enlisted truly gave respect to our Commissioned Officers is when they fought with us. That's the sad truth of it.
Now I'll give him credit, first man to hold the APW North American Championship and APW Tag Team Championships at the same time. First man to hold the APW World Heavyweight Championship and APW North American Championship and the first APW Triple Crown Champion, congratulations. You've only won them because you've never had a real challenge. Darren Warrens, your tag team partner is one of three reasons you've lost. At the very least, you two beat respect out the other and were able to win the APW Tag Team titles.
You've earned a lilliputian amount of props from me. But if you want to compare dick sizes, I've been a triple champion holding the NCW Extreme, NCW National TV and NCW Tag Team Championships at the same time. But much like holding the NBPW World Championship means nothing here, neither do those. Had you been in NBPW maybe you would have been champion but I earned my shot by sending a message to Cory Bull, you likely would have waited and I would have beaten you to the punch. Therefore you only earn a certificate of participation from me for your previous APW achievements, and much like people after me, I'll beat the respect out of them.
But in the event your ego is bruised, hate to say it to you, Millennial. The world isn't fair, kid. I've been promotions before where some other asshole got a title shot LONG before I ever did and I had more time in service. Humble men serve food, hungry men eat and fucking starving. I came into APW with only one objective and that's to be the most notable man to ever walk through the doors. Asking for a handout isn't the Ranger way, it made a demand from you and management liked that.
While you're of great notoriety, I'll be of greater stock. I challenged you in my first match, you didn't have the guts to make a challenge the day you walked in. Don't act like you never saw this coming the moment I signed the contract. So yes, knowing Matsuda Jubei has helped me get a contract here. That's it, I didn't beg or plead like you're doing for your return title shot. As a millennial, you're expecting shit handed to you. Don't expect it, demand it. If you're not getting it, make a message. Look what I did, I'm facing you for the APW North American Championship at Vendetta while you STILL haven't had a chance to try again for the APW World Heavyweight Championship.
At Vendetta, you're going one on one with me, Mister Main Event. I'm going to run you through the ringer, and I'm going to beat respect out of you. You're better throw everything you got at me including the kitchen sink if you want to win. I've been through literal war in Mogidshu and Iraq and Kuwait. I've been in wars in the ring. I'm sure you've had some yourself, and yeah I guess that's impressive. But I've been in more and with more wars comes more experience. I'm not calling you a noobie or the typical millennial who whines but I am saying you're a millennial who whines and has some semblance of a spine. At the end of our match, I'm going to be standing above you holding the APW North American Championship and I'm going to walk out as the champion, remember: One man's hate leads to another man's fate.
~FIN
