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Post by Josh Duncan on Jul 30, 2014 10:41:03 GMT -6
1 RP Max. 300 word minimum. Deadline is July 16th at 11:59 PM Eastern.
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Post by Josh Duncan on Jul 30, 2014 10:42:40 GMT -6
CHRIS CRIMSON RP Goodbyes are often meant to be waves.
As much as I could stand here and make this as simple as it could possibly be, words simply cannot define what this match means to me. Most would assume that it is just another match, another attempt to climb the endless ladder to the top of the mountain; the top of this business.
Not too long ago I looked back at myself in the mirror and I asked my reflection if it would ever be good enough, and if it would ever have an ending. I asked myself that day “What is it all for?” and I could not answer the question, because I did not have one. Some men and women win championship belts to validate their existence within the squared circle, others merely compete because they simply can and somehow, some exist to never lose. I was clearly the latter some time ago, and up until recently I realized that it was all for nothing.
I finally came to terms that my thirst for perfection was not meant for this business.
I have met many people doing what we do, Brett, but you are something different. You represent the past and hopefully the future of this business, but certainly not the present. I look at you and I see something beyond what most are capable of, not just inside the ring or on the microphone, but your character as a human being. It shines as bright as, well, a star.
While most would assume that Your Favorite Shade of Red would do his normal routine to rip you down, piece by piece; shredding you until there was nothing left – that would be everyone’s guess. While the thought of beating you would be something to relish some time ago, I had the fortunate experience to actually meet you in Nashville while we were coworkers.
Now, when I first met you – you weren’t on your usual game. You weren’t the Brett Starr everyone had come to know inside the ring, but never ceased to be the person you are outside of that ring. While that could be molded into a weapon for you, I simply won’t do it Brett, and you know why. You know that we are the same – we both are glad to be on our way out.
Because I saw the passion leaving you in Nashville, just as I seemingly became indestructible, but you know the real difference between us at that point? One had already had his fair share of the business, and I wasn’t quite done yet. Today, right now – it is a much different story. We are on the same page, and while everyone else will continue with his or her careers, ours will slowly fade into obscurity.
This is an unforgiving business, Brett, as you already know. People tend to be overly aggressive, inside and outside the ring, inflated and drawn to believe ridiculous banter. Yet we continue on, entertaining crowds and working for overbearing promoters that don’t respect the talent. It truly is what it is, and nothing will change that.
When I mentioned how you were the past and hopefully present of this business, it means that I just hope one day that things get better. I hope this era passes and people like you and I can flourish, once again. Unfortunately, it is too late for some of those around us, and time has run out.
So what is there to say to Brett Starr, respected wrestler, loving husband, and overall great person? I just cannot find anything negative to say, Brett – even Your Favorite Shade of Red acknowledges the real workers in this business. What is there to say about someone that became a friend? It is funny I say that, because I haven’t used that word in a long time – friend.
Nevertheless, when I had the chance to select my opponent for such a prestigious event, I knew exactly who it would be without question. My number one pick, Brett Starr – whether you’re on your game or not, it’s good enough for Chris Crimson. I knew there could only be one guy inside that squared circle that could make me abandon my perfectionist vision – the vision to always win. The vision to never lose, never falter – never fail, because that is what it has become of me, Brett.
It’s all about winning, all about being the best there is, but many greats go unnoticed, as you already know. So why should I hide behind a dark mask and call myself The Shadow Banger? Why should I threaten you with verbal weapons with malicious intentions? It is what we do, but it’s not what I will do to you.
I am proud to call you a friend.
However, whether or not I try to bury you, or befriend you – Your Favorite Shade of Red is in fact, selfish. So selfish that I will do what it takes to get the job done at all costs, Brett. You know who I am, and you know what I am capable of. Fully aware you have become, yet my thirst is forever unquenched. I am always yearning for the spotlight, and this is just that – another spotlight. I will always be selfish, Brett Starr, and there is nothing that will stop you from meeting the Chris Crimson you’ve come to recognize.
The Chris Crimson you simply deserve.
While constant insults aren't needed, Brett, I surely will be showing up to do what I do best – to win. I will be showing up to prove to everyone that we can put on a match that will be unprecedented, whether or not critics agree to that or not. Because at the end of the day, it’s you and I, Starr. It’s Your Favorite Shade of Red versus a dying star, and I intend to do what I do best – to win.
Friend or not, you will die by the sword that you once wielded, but it will be done with honor and the best intentions.
That is my goodbye wave.
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Post by Josh Duncan on Jul 30, 2014 10:43:40 GMT -6
BRETT STARR RP Swan songs. One last final bow. One last chance to show the universe that we are exactly what we have always said we were. Chris Crimson...when you first asked me to face you in this event I was honored. But I didn't think I wanted to do it. Not because of you...but because the people don't deserve to see it. The "fans" have always been a fickle lot and nothing has changed since I have taken a step back and let my wife take the spotlight that she has always craved. They have always booed us because they realized they couldn't be like us. But the day that we say we are leaving it's nothing but "why?" "please come back, we always loved you!" and "Why leave now when you have so much to prove?" But you see...I have nothing to prove to anyone anymore. Neither of us do Crimson. You dominated the competition in Nashville. And I have beaten every challenge that was laid at my feet. Even when I walked away from a match with the loss...the only name people were mentioning was Brett Starr. People do that because I have proven time and time again that I am the greatest performer in this business...and Chris Crimson, you are right there with me my friend. Friend...who would have thought that the two of us would become such allies? You see, everything that they tried to set up was to make us rivals...but we cut through all of the bs and lies. You and I have risen above the fluff just because that is simply what we do. We have risen above the rest of the so-called "talent" and we have risen above the lies. And Crimson and Starr will rise above the rest of the matches on this card and steal the show because we are simply the best in the business. No one can carry our jocks in that ring...and on this night we are going to prove it. So you may be asking...Why did I accept this match against my friend. Because if I am leaving this business...I am leaving on the top of my game. Win or lose...I am going to have the match of my career with Chris Crimson because there is no other alternative. I am riding off into the sunset...and win or lose I am walking out of that building with my head held high and my arm around my girl. Brett Starr versus Chris Crimson will be the match of PWP 10. Mark my words...We are the real main event. And once again...for the last time. It will be Starr Over Everything. |
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