Post by Allen Anderson on Jul 30, 2019 3:42:09 GMT -5
OOC: This takes place in Clark County Detention Center a day after Allen Anderson's assault on Brian Roberts.
(Allen Anderson is sitting on his bed alone inside a cramp jail cell dressed in beige prison clothing. His thoughts were dominated on the rotten week he was having, first Allen lost his debut match leaving him without a title shot, then he became a meme by not just the IWC but the casual and non wrestling fans because of how he lost. To top it off Allen was arrested for the first time in his life because he assaulted a radio host yesterday. Allen spent the entire cop ride to the Detention Center in a daze and he remained that way through the entire processing period. He didn't remember his mugshot being taken or the fact that he was given his prison clothing and was pushed in jail. Right now all Allen could think about was the shame he bought upon his family, he wondered what his Great-Grandfather would think of him now. His Dad reminded him almost daily not to be in the system saying that it's hard enough for a black man to make it in this country without a criminal record but now it would be near impossible even with a misdemeanor charge. Allen was aware that he was on TMZ, he briefly recalled one of the drunks saying that he read the headlines on Twitter. Allen placed a hand over his head and slowly bought it down his face frustrated and ashamed. He lost his motivation and possibly his job, since his starting salary was meager and that he was using most of it to pay off his college debt, Allen was unable to pay bail. He sighed now he was going to have to wait for a long time, just then the metal door opened and a cop entered Allen's cell. Allen got up to his feet confused.)
Officer: Good news for you Mister Anderson someone's paid your bail.
(Allen was taken aback, flabbergasted at what the cop just said.)
Allen: I'm bailed out?! By who?!
Officer: I'm not entirely sure, that guy has been bragging about how he created something called the "Attitude Era" and he's been excessively using the word "bro".
Allen (relieved): Russo......
(The Officer hands Allen's clothes while a smile began to form on Allen's face. He was getting out of jail at last!)
Officer: You're free to go, just be aware that the victim will likely press charges against you.
(Allen quickly changed not wanting the Officer to see him naked. As soon as he was dressed Allen raised an eyebrow at him.)
Allen: You mean to tell me Brian isn't suing me?
Officer: Again I don't know, the guy who bailed you said that he's going to talk to the victim into not pressing charges though you got a better chance winning a game of Blackjack at the casinos.
(The Officer escorted Allen out of the Detention Center as soon as he was out, Allen inhaled deeply thankful that he was finally out of jail. Seeing the Sun, Allen checked his Iphone to find out what time it was.)
Allen: 12:30.....
(His mind wondered where he was going to get transportation. There were cars driving in front of Allen though he couldn't see a Taxi in sight, he was about to call their number until he heard a loud honk. Startled, Allen turned around to see a dark red Lamborghini pull up next on the detention center parking lot. Allen frowned his hands gripping his Iphone curious of the person honking at him. The door opened revealing a very pale young woman with long raven hair wearing a black leather jacket and a tight fitting black yoga staring at him. Beside her lay a Baseball Bat wrapped in barbed wire leaning against the black leather seat.)
Woman: Get in.
(Allen remained silent still trying to take this all in. Who was this woman? Why was she even helping him?)
Allen: Well o-okay.
(Allen went to the passengers seat and immediately put on his seatbelt carefully placing the barbed wire baseball bat aside he looked up and saw the woman glaring daggers into him as though she was going to murder him fo. The young woman closed both doors with a press of a button and drive off at top speed. Allen was immediately thrown back clearly uncomfortable with the speed of the vehicle and the loud noise the engine was making while it was accelerating.)
Allen(clearly uncomfortable): Thanks for the ride! ummmm may I know your name>
(The woman was focused on the road completely stone faced and silent for about 5 minutes until speaking.)
Woman(Stoically): Call me Diamond.
(Allen nodded as he looked out the window watching the casino buildings pass by.)
Allen: So you work for him?
Diamond: I do, he paid your bail, had me get your stuff from your Hotel room, pick you up and drive you to the Airport.
(Allen gave Diamond a quizzical look clearly confused.)
Allen: Wait? The Airport?! W-Why I'm going to the Airport? Where am I going?
Diamond: Fort Worth, Texas where the next Metal is going to take place.
Allen: Oh wow! They card made already?! Who's on it?!
(Diamond reaches out and gives Allen the promotional poster full of matches for the event. Scanning the contents, Allen finds his match against Bryan Worthy in the mid-card section. A smile formed on his face. It was first time he felt happy since what felt like an eternity.)
Allen: Looks like management heard my request! Can't wait to knock Bryan Worthy's teeth in!
Diamond: The boss said you need to get your spirits up. He believes in you and wants to build his agency company around you.
Allen: Tell Russo I said thanks for bailing me out. I think it is time that we discuss the possibility of him representing me.
Diamond: Tell him yourself, If you ask me you're huge liability barely a bloody week and you've become a joke among fans and already got arrested. You've a lot to prove Allen Anderson you're all talk and have nothing to back it up.
Allen: Tell me about it, I've hit rock bottom but that doesn't mean I'm staying there. A setback usually means a good comeback, I'll be back on top starting with my victory over Bryan in the land of Texas.
Diamond: Don't make promises you can't keep.
(Allen sighed in response as they arrived at the Airport, Diamond then gave Allen the plane ticket and handed him his luggage. Diamond meanwhile got a call from someone and was talking for a bit before hanging up.)
Diamond: Brian Roberts is pressing charges against you.
Allen: Damn.
Diamond: The boss couldn't reach a deal, he was close to one but at the last minute my boss swerved Roberts and now he's waiting for you in a court in Texas.
Allen: That's wonderful.
Diamond: Here's my bosses card in case you need to call or e-mail him. Get to your trial Allen.
(Allen nodded as Diamond went into her car and drove off. Allen then read the card which read "Shocking Swerve Agency" bought to you by the all time great V----------.)
(Allen Anderson is sitting on his bed alone inside a cramp jail cell dressed in beige prison clothing. His thoughts were dominated on the rotten week he was having, first Allen lost his debut match leaving him without a title shot, then he became a meme by not just the IWC but the casual and non wrestling fans because of how he lost. To top it off Allen was arrested for the first time in his life because he assaulted a radio host yesterday. Allen spent the entire cop ride to the Detention Center in a daze and he remained that way through the entire processing period. He didn't remember his mugshot being taken or the fact that he was given his prison clothing and was pushed in jail. Right now all Allen could think about was the shame he bought upon his family, he wondered what his Great-Grandfather would think of him now. His Dad reminded him almost daily not to be in the system saying that it's hard enough for a black man to make it in this country without a criminal record but now it would be near impossible even with a misdemeanor charge. Allen was aware that he was on TMZ, he briefly recalled one of the drunks saying that he read the headlines on Twitter. Allen placed a hand over his head and slowly bought it down his face frustrated and ashamed. He lost his motivation and possibly his job, since his starting salary was meager and that he was using most of it to pay off his college debt, Allen was unable to pay bail. He sighed now he was going to have to wait for a long time, just then the metal door opened and a cop entered Allen's cell. Allen got up to his feet confused.)
Officer: Good news for you Mister Anderson someone's paid your bail.
(Allen was taken aback, flabbergasted at what the cop just said.)
Allen: I'm bailed out?! By who?!
Officer: I'm not entirely sure, that guy has been bragging about how he created something called the "Attitude Era" and he's been excessively using the word "bro".
Allen (relieved): Russo......
(The Officer hands Allen's clothes while a smile began to form on Allen's face. He was getting out of jail at last!)
Officer: You're free to go, just be aware that the victim will likely press charges against you.
(Allen quickly changed not wanting the Officer to see him naked. As soon as he was dressed Allen raised an eyebrow at him.)
Allen: You mean to tell me Brian isn't suing me?
Officer: Again I don't know, the guy who bailed you said that he's going to talk to the victim into not pressing charges though you got a better chance winning a game of Blackjack at the casinos.
(The Officer escorted Allen out of the Detention Center as soon as he was out, Allen inhaled deeply thankful that he was finally out of jail. Seeing the Sun, Allen checked his Iphone to find out what time it was.)
Allen: 12:30.....
(His mind wondered where he was going to get transportation. There were cars driving in front of Allen though he couldn't see a Taxi in sight, he was about to call their number until he heard a loud honk. Startled, Allen turned around to see a dark red Lamborghini pull up next on the detention center parking lot. Allen frowned his hands gripping his Iphone curious of the person honking at him. The door opened revealing a very pale young woman with long raven hair wearing a black leather jacket and a tight fitting black yoga staring at him. Beside her lay a Baseball Bat wrapped in barbed wire leaning against the black leather seat.)
Woman: Get in.
(Allen remained silent still trying to take this all in. Who was this woman? Why was she even helping him?)
Allen: Well o-okay.
(Allen went to the passengers seat and immediately put on his seatbelt carefully placing the barbed wire baseball bat aside he looked up and saw the woman glaring daggers into him as though she was going to murder him fo. The young woman closed both doors with a press of a button and drive off at top speed. Allen was immediately thrown back clearly uncomfortable with the speed of the vehicle and the loud noise the engine was making while it was accelerating.)
Allen(clearly uncomfortable): Thanks for the ride! ummmm may I know your name>
(The woman was focused on the road completely stone faced and silent for about 5 minutes until speaking.)
Woman(Stoically): Call me Diamond.
(Allen nodded as he looked out the window watching the casino buildings pass by.)
Allen: So you work for him?
Diamond: I do, he paid your bail, had me get your stuff from your Hotel room, pick you up and drive you to the Airport.
(Allen gave Diamond a quizzical look clearly confused.)
Allen: Wait? The Airport?! W-Why I'm going to the Airport? Where am I going?
Diamond: Fort Worth, Texas where the next Metal is going to take place.
Allen: Oh wow! They card made already?! Who's on it?!
(Diamond reaches out and gives Allen the promotional poster full of matches for the event. Scanning the contents, Allen finds his match against Bryan Worthy in the mid-card section. A smile formed on his face. It was first time he felt happy since what felt like an eternity.)
Allen: Looks like management heard my request! Can't wait to knock Bryan Worthy's teeth in!
Diamond: The boss said you need to get your spirits up. He believes in you and wants to build his agency company around you.
Allen: Tell Russo I said thanks for bailing me out. I think it is time that we discuss the possibility of him representing me.
Diamond: Tell him yourself, If you ask me you're huge liability barely a bloody week and you've become a joke among fans and already got arrested. You've a lot to prove Allen Anderson you're all talk and have nothing to back it up.
Allen: Tell me about it, I've hit rock bottom but that doesn't mean I'm staying there. A setback usually means a good comeback, I'll be back on top starting with my victory over Bryan in the land of Texas.
Diamond: Don't make promises you can't keep.
(Allen sighed in response as they arrived at the Airport, Diamond then gave Allen the plane ticket and handed him his luggage. Diamond meanwhile got a call from someone and was talking for a bit before hanging up.)
Diamond: Brian Roberts is pressing charges against you.
Allen: Damn.
Diamond: The boss couldn't reach a deal, he was close to one but at the last minute my boss swerved Roberts and now he's waiting for you in a court in Texas.
Allen: That's wonderful.
Diamond: Here's my bosses card in case you need to call or e-mail him. Get to your trial Allen.
(Allen nodded as Diamond went into her car and drove off. Allen then read the card which read "Shocking Swerve Agency" bought to you by the all time great V----------.)
