Post by 'Jazzy' John McCarty on Oct 20, 2019 22:57:34 GMT -5
Clearwater: Oh my god! He did it! He did it! “Jazzy” John McCarty defeated Zion Simmons and Zombie McMorris to become the new #1 Contender!
Remi: It’s the nickname, I’m telling ya! His winning streak is because of his nickname!
John stands on the second turnbuckle, whilst Zion and Zombie look on in shock.
Crowd: JAZZY! JAZZY! JAZZY! JAZZY!
Clearwater: The crowd is going nuts! John McCarty vs Smith Jones for the World Title at HorrorKore!
Remi: I don’t believe it! I don’t believe it!
Crowd: JAZZY! JAZZY! JAZZY!
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Jade: Jazzy… Jazzy… Wake up…
John: Whoa… what?
John looked around to see that he was in a different bed than usual, and he could see Jade in the kitchen making breakfast, wearing a bathrobe.
John: Whoa… how did I end up here?
Jade: You had a pretty wild celebration last night after you defeated Night… I think you ended up drinking a whole bottle of champagne.
John <to himself>: Night… I only beat Night, I haven’t actually won the tournament yet though…
John then noticed that there was a champagne stain in Jade’s white bedsheets.
John: Oh no! I stained your bedsheets with my champagne…
Jade: Honey, that ain’t champagne.
John paused to think, before immediately jumping out of the bed.
John: That’s fucking disgusting.
Jade: Pun intended?
John: NO! No pun intended!
Jade: I don't know why you're so disgusted, it's yours anyway.
John retched.
Jade: Anyways, breakfast is ready. I hope you like hotcakes.
John: Yeah, I do actually…
Jade and John sat down at separate ends of a table and ate the hotcakes. In silence.
Jade: What the hell are you staring at?
John: Nothing.
Jade: It looked like you were staring at me.
John: And?
Jade raised her eyebrows, before continuing to eat her breakfast. A little smirk appeared on John's face.
Jade: What's the game plan today anyways?
John: Well I need to get back to the bar for work today in about… *checks watch*...4 hours. So I'm all yours until then.
Jade: Cool. Get dressed, we're going out.
John and Jade get up from the table, before they exchange yet another kiss.
Jade: Okay… maybe going out can wait a moment…
Jade drags John to the bedroom, and quickly shuts the curtains.
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John: So. It all comes down to this. Zion Simmons, Zombie McMorris, and me. John McCarty. All fighting it out for a shot at this belt which holds so much prestige.
This is only a #1 Contender's match, but it's so important to me. But of course, I have to defeat two other people who have definitely earned their spot in this match tonight.
Of course, everyone here tonight deserves this opportunity. We've all fought our way to this match. But tonight, we find who the best is. Who deserves this title opportunity. But who on earth am I fighting?
Zion Simmons.
The DotCom Mogul or whatever you call yourself. I hear you own a business. That's funny, I do too! But, the thing is, I work hard for my business. I'm sure you just click a few keys on the keyboard and you call it a day.
It really shows too… I bust my ass out in the ring, and I've earned this spot in the main event, but you? You don't deserve this… the main event spotlight belongs to me, and I'm going to prove it.
You're all about the money? Yeah, you like to spend money, but I'm the reason APW is raking in millions right now. The crowd wants to see me. I'm one of the best technical workers around.
And plus, there's more important things to think about than money. I'm a full-time wrestler and full-time bartender. And yet, I still have enough time to focus on my training, and my important things in life.
I've worked hard for this moment. And I'll prove it to you tonight.
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A car pulls up beside the House of Blues.
Jade: See ya!
John: See ya.
John exits the car and enters the House of Blues as Jade drives off. John walks in the bar.
Bartender: Hey hey hey! Look who it is!
Bert: My man!
Bert plays the saxophone solo from Careless Whisper on his Bluetooth speaker.
Bert: Look who finally reached Tier 15
John: Shut up.
Bartender: Okay, your shift's in half an hour. Get ready.
John had his shift, and a few cocktails later, it was already 3 o'clock - closing time. It was a big day, all he needed to do was sleep. He walked upstairs, where he found Bartender and Bert already snoring, so he tucked himself under his sheets and closed his eyes.
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Woman <flashback>: John!
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He woke up, before attempting to sleep again.
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Woman <flashback>: John!
CRASH
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But he couldn't go to sleep. He just couldn't. And ever since he met Jade, it just got worse and worse.
Bartender: Still awake?
There was a silence that filled the air.
John: Yep.
Bartender: Same dream?
John: Yep.
That silence filled the air yet again.
Bartender: John, you know this can't continue. You remember the last time these flashbacks filled your head? You almost quit your job! You almost went insane! You abandoned every friend you had and you locked yourself in your room, and you didn't want to interact with life.
Bartender: You've got a huge match coming up, and you are always distracted by this flashback.
…
John: So what do I do?
Bartender: You know what you gotta do.
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Zombie McMorris.
You're a wrestling veteran. I know. I think I've been in the ring with you once before, or maybe I haven't? I can't entirely remember, but we come from the same place.
WCF.
But since those WCF days, I've improved. I think you'll know that I almost never was in the main event back then, but I've worked hard. And now, here I am, fighting against you for a shot at the title.
How long have you been wrestling? It's been a while, surely. Maybe that's your problem, you're past your prime. You've had your shot against Smith Jones, and you lost. There's nothing you can do. You're just an old man. A coked-up old man.
Hey, do you run a drug cartel? That would be pretty cool. That would make us all business owners, kinda. Of course, my business is legal and exists outside the internet.
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It was the following morning.
John knocks on Jade's door.
Jade: John, what are you doing here?
--
Meanwhile, at the bar
Bert: So, what's John doing again?
Bartender: He's doing what he should've done a while back.
--
John: There's something I need to tell you.
Jade: Oh… come on in.
--
Bert: But why? I'm so confused…
Bartender: Well, a while back, John was in another relationship with this girl who was also named Jade. They were perfect together.
--
A car is driving down the highway.
First Jade: Look at the stars in the sky, aren't they just beautiful
John: But they're not as beautiful as you.
First Jade: Wow, that was cheesy.
John: I'm just trying to be nice!
--
John: Look, I really like you, Jade…
Jade: Continue.
John: But…
--
Bartender: One night, things took a turn for the worse.
Bert: What do you mean?
Bartender: Well, it was a wonderful night out, and they were on their way home. And they decided to take a detour through the outskirts of New Orleans.
--
First Jade chuckled.
First Jade: I love you John
--
John: I don't think it's working.
Jade: ...what are you talking about?
John: I'm just not feeling anything.
Jade: What do you mean? Not even the other night?
John <tearing up>: ...no.
Jade: There's something else going on…
--
Bartender: She said those three magic words. And John was shocked, and he took his eyes off the road for a second.
Bert: Oh no…
--
First Jade: JOHN!!
CRASH
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Jade: JOHN!! Tell me the real reason you're ending this!
John: …
Jade: I will forgive you. If you just tell me why you're ending this.
John: …
Jade <tearing>: It's a shame. I really loved you. But you had to go and fuck it up.
--
Bartender: John was heartbroken. He felt that the death of that Jade was on his hands. That moment haunts him to this day. And loving someone who had the same name…
Bert: It just wouldn't work.
--
Jade: Get out. I never want to see your face again.
John walked out of the house, tears running down both their faces.
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So, I'm up against some online tycoon and a drug addict. If I win, I fight for the World Championship.
This is the biggest match of my life. Of course, I'm going to work hard for this opportunity.
I'm going to hit that vicious Ad Lib in the centre of the ring, I don't care who I catch with it, but I will get that 3-count.
And I will be victorious.
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We find John by himself in the local gym, wearing boxer trunks, a singlet and boxing gloves. In front of him is a punching bag, hung from the ceiling with chains.
He punches the bag.
First Jade: I love you, John.
He punches the bag again.
Jade: We should do that again. Except more than an appointment… like an actual date.
Again.
First Jade: JOHN!!
Again.
Jade: Maybe going out can wait a moment…
Again.
John: I'm just not feeling anything
Again.
Jade: There's something else going on…
Again.
Jade: You just had to go and fuck it up.
Again.
Jade: Get out.
Again.
CRASH
He punches the bag, which flies off the chains.
John looks down at his gloves. A tear falls down his cheek and sweat beats from his forehead.
He was angry. He was sad. He was unstable.
He was ready.
EDIT: Content published before deadline, proper spacing added after deadline.
EDIT OF THE EDIT: Color-coded (yay)
Remi: It’s the nickname, I’m telling ya! His winning streak is because of his nickname!
John stands on the second turnbuckle, whilst Zion and Zombie look on in shock.
Crowd: JAZZY! JAZZY! JAZZY! JAZZY!
Clearwater: The crowd is going nuts! John McCarty vs Smith Jones for the World Title at HorrorKore!
Remi: I don’t believe it! I don’t believe it!
Crowd: JAZZY! JAZZY! JAZZY!
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Jade: Jazzy… Jazzy… Wake up…
John: Whoa… what?
John looked around to see that he was in a different bed than usual, and he could see Jade in the kitchen making breakfast, wearing a bathrobe.
John: Whoa… how did I end up here?
Jade: You had a pretty wild celebration last night after you defeated Night… I think you ended up drinking a whole bottle of champagne.
John <to himself>: Night… I only beat Night, I haven’t actually won the tournament yet though…
John then noticed that there was a champagne stain in Jade’s white bedsheets.
John: Oh no! I stained your bedsheets with my champagne…
Jade: Honey, that ain’t champagne.
John paused to think, before immediately jumping out of the bed.
John: That’s fucking disgusting.
Jade: Pun intended?
John: NO! No pun intended!
Jade: I don't know why you're so disgusted, it's yours anyway.
John retched.
Jade: Anyways, breakfast is ready. I hope you like hotcakes.
John: Yeah, I do actually…
Jade and John sat down at separate ends of a table and ate the hotcakes. In silence.
Jade: What the hell are you staring at?
John: Nothing.
Jade: It looked like you were staring at me.
John: And?
Jade raised her eyebrows, before continuing to eat her breakfast. A little smirk appeared on John's face.
Jade: What's the game plan today anyways?
John: Well I need to get back to the bar for work today in about… *checks watch*...4 hours. So I'm all yours until then.
Jade: Cool. Get dressed, we're going out.
John and Jade get up from the table, before they exchange yet another kiss.
Jade: Okay… maybe going out can wait a moment…
Jade drags John to the bedroom, and quickly shuts the curtains.
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John: So. It all comes down to this. Zion Simmons, Zombie McMorris, and me. John McCarty. All fighting it out for a shot at this belt which holds so much prestige.
This is only a #1 Contender's match, but it's so important to me. But of course, I have to defeat two other people who have definitely earned their spot in this match tonight.
Of course, everyone here tonight deserves this opportunity. We've all fought our way to this match. But tonight, we find who the best is. Who deserves this title opportunity. But who on earth am I fighting?
Zion Simmons.
The DotCom Mogul or whatever you call yourself. I hear you own a business. That's funny, I do too! But, the thing is, I work hard for my business. I'm sure you just click a few keys on the keyboard and you call it a day.
It really shows too… I bust my ass out in the ring, and I've earned this spot in the main event, but you? You don't deserve this… the main event spotlight belongs to me, and I'm going to prove it.
You're all about the money? Yeah, you like to spend money, but I'm the reason APW is raking in millions right now. The crowd wants to see me. I'm one of the best technical workers around.
And plus, there's more important things to think about than money. I'm a full-time wrestler and full-time bartender. And yet, I still have enough time to focus on my training, and my important things in life.
I've worked hard for this moment. And I'll prove it to you tonight.
-------
A car pulls up beside the House of Blues.
Jade: See ya!
John: See ya.
John exits the car and enters the House of Blues as Jade drives off. John walks in the bar.
Bartender: Hey hey hey! Look who it is!
Bert: My man!
Bert plays the saxophone solo from Careless Whisper on his Bluetooth speaker.
Bert: Look who finally reached Tier 15
John: Shut up.
Bartender: Okay, your shift's in half an hour. Get ready.
John had his shift, and a few cocktails later, it was already 3 o'clock - closing time. It was a big day, all he needed to do was sleep. He walked upstairs, where he found Bartender and Bert already snoring, so he tucked himself under his sheets and closed his eyes.
-
Woman <flashback>: John!
-
He woke up, before attempting to sleep again.
-
Woman <flashback>: John!
CRASH
-
But he couldn't go to sleep. He just couldn't. And ever since he met Jade, it just got worse and worse.
Bartender: Still awake?
There was a silence that filled the air.
John: Yep.
Bartender: Same dream?
John: Yep.
That silence filled the air yet again.
Bartender: John, you know this can't continue. You remember the last time these flashbacks filled your head? You almost quit your job! You almost went insane! You abandoned every friend you had and you locked yourself in your room, and you didn't want to interact with life.
Bartender: You've got a huge match coming up, and you are always distracted by this flashback.
…
John: So what do I do?
Bartender: You know what you gotta do.
-------
Zombie McMorris.
You're a wrestling veteran. I know. I think I've been in the ring with you once before, or maybe I haven't? I can't entirely remember, but we come from the same place.
WCF.
But since those WCF days, I've improved. I think you'll know that I almost never was in the main event back then, but I've worked hard. And now, here I am, fighting against you for a shot at the title.
How long have you been wrestling? It's been a while, surely. Maybe that's your problem, you're past your prime. You've had your shot against Smith Jones, and you lost. There's nothing you can do. You're just an old man. A coked-up old man.
Hey, do you run a drug cartel? That would be pretty cool. That would make us all business owners, kinda. Of course, my business is legal and exists outside the internet.
-------
It was the following morning.
John knocks on Jade's door.
Jade: John, what are you doing here?
--
Meanwhile, at the bar
Bert: So, what's John doing again?
Bartender: He's doing what he should've done a while back.
--
John: There's something I need to tell you.
Jade: Oh… come on in.
--
Bert: But why? I'm so confused…
Bartender: Well, a while back, John was in another relationship with this girl who was also named Jade. They were perfect together.
--
A car is driving down the highway.
First Jade: Look at the stars in the sky, aren't they just beautiful
John: But they're not as beautiful as you.
First Jade: Wow, that was cheesy.
John: I'm just trying to be nice!
--
John: Look, I really like you, Jade…
Jade: Continue.
John: But…
--
Bartender: One night, things took a turn for the worse.
Bert: What do you mean?
Bartender: Well, it was a wonderful night out, and they were on their way home. And they decided to take a detour through the outskirts of New Orleans.
--
First Jade chuckled.
First Jade: I love you John
--
John: I don't think it's working.
Jade: ...what are you talking about?
John: I'm just not feeling anything.
Jade: What do you mean? Not even the other night?
John <tearing up>: ...no.
Jade: There's something else going on…
--
Bartender: She said those three magic words. And John was shocked, and he took his eyes off the road for a second.
Bert: Oh no…
--
First Jade: JOHN!!
CRASH
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Jade: JOHN!! Tell me the real reason you're ending this!
John: …
Jade: I will forgive you. If you just tell me why you're ending this.
John: …
Jade <tearing>: It's a shame. I really loved you. But you had to go and fuck it up.
--
Bartender: John was heartbroken. He felt that the death of that Jade was on his hands. That moment haunts him to this day. And loving someone who had the same name…
Bert: It just wouldn't work.
--
Jade: Get out. I never want to see your face again.
John walked out of the house, tears running down both their faces.
-------
So, I'm up against some online tycoon and a drug addict. If I win, I fight for the World Championship.
This is the biggest match of my life. Of course, I'm going to work hard for this opportunity.
I'm going to hit that vicious Ad Lib in the centre of the ring, I don't care who I catch with it, but I will get that 3-count.
And I will be victorious.
-------
We find John by himself in the local gym, wearing boxer trunks, a singlet and boxing gloves. In front of him is a punching bag, hung from the ceiling with chains.
He punches the bag.
First Jade: I love you, John.
He punches the bag again.
Jade: We should do that again. Except more than an appointment… like an actual date.
Again.
First Jade: JOHN!!
Again.
Jade: Maybe going out can wait a moment…
Again.
John: I'm just not feeling anything
Again.
Jade: There's something else going on…
Again.
Jade: You just had to go and fuck it up.
Again.
Jade: Get out.
Again.
CRASH
He punches the bag, which flies off the chains.
John looks down at his gloves. A tear falls down his cheek and sweat beats from his forehead.
He was angry. He was sad. He was unstable.
He was ready.
EDIT: Content published before deadline, proper spacing added after deadline.
EDIT OF THE EDIT: Color-coded (yay)
