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Josh Duncan PWP Owner Posts: 460	PWP: Another Holiday Special - Tag Team Match Dec 6, 2014 13:41:15 GMT -6 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by Josh Duncan on Dec 6, 2014 13:41:15 GMT -6 1 RP Max. 300 word minimum. Deadline is December 13th at 11:59 PM Eastern. Jessica Sears & Luke Jackson vs. Nina Stokes & Bayani Arroyo

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PWP: Another Holiday Special - Tag Team Match Dec 13, 2014 1:01:35 GMT -6

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Post by Josh Duncan on Dec 13, 2014 1:01:35 GMT -6

Turning the handheld camera on, I start recording by scanning it around the living room of my apartment. I finally bring it back so that I’m looking into it.

“You see that? This is where I live. This is my modest apartment, here in San Antonio, Texas. ‘Cause you see, unlike most wrestlers in the game, I don’t boast about having a million dollar mansion. I don’t boast about having half a million dollar sports cars. ‘Cause I don’t have all that. And I don’t think most of the people in this industry do, either.

The difference between me and them? I don’t run from my roots. I embrace them. This apartment? One that some would even call slightly low scale by most standards… It’s still an upgrade over the home I grew up in, back in the Philippines. And you know what? I’m proud of the place I live now. I don’t care that I don’t have my own basketball court in my backyard. Or an indoor pool. Or 8 bedrooms. ‘Cause I know one day, I will be able to have that stuff.

But right now… I’m proving to the world that I’m a real life, rags to riches story. A real case of someone starting from the absolute bottom and working their way up. And I’m proud of that. I’m damn proud. You can say whatever the hell you wanna say about me. Say I’m cocky. Say I’m arrogant. Say I’m an asshole now that I got a little notoriety but fact is, at the end of the day, I will boast about my skills and how far I’ve come because I’ve worked my damn ass off since day fuckin’ one to get here.

I got a reason to brag about what I’ve done. ‘Cause you see, unlike most people who claim they started from nothing, I really did. I worked my ass off since I was hardly a teenager, saving up money so that one day I could get a plane ticket and come to the USA to chase my dream of being a wrestler. And you know what? I did that.

Then once I got to the US, I took the money I had left, got this apartment, took a part time job to pay for things and got myself enrolled into a wrestling school. I quickly went from just another student at the KWI to it’s most notorious and successful students to ever walk through them doors.

And then, after I graduated, I got a spot on a show with one of the top wrestling promotions in the world. Frontier Grappling Arts and you know what I did there? Defeated one of KWI’s golden boys and it’s first ever KWI Champion, Xander Shaw. In the main event of the show, I might add.

From there? I got a one night only contract from Pride Pro Wrestling, one of the top up and coming wrestling promotions in the United States to come and wrestle at one of their Pay-Per-Views in a marquee match up. My match there was one of the most anticipated and hyped matches on the entire card and I’m not even on their roster.

After that, Hard Knox Wrestling and I sat down and had a discussion and I got signed to my first major wrestling deal. Bayani Arroyo, the next HKW star. Keep your eyes peeled because my debut is fast approaching. I ain’t gonna tell you when, so just stay tuned and find out.

But right now, I ain’t here to talk about HKW or anything else I’ve mentioned. Right now, it’s about one thing. The next company I’ve been contacted to compete for. The Pro Wrestling Project.

A third company that I will be wrestling for, since leaving the KWI facilities and that’s not even counting the company I actually signed with ‘cause I ain’t stepped in their ring yet. How many other graduates of the KWI can say they’ve done that?”

I shook my head, a small grin on my face.

“That’s right. Not many, if any. ‘Cause I’m the hottest commodity to ever come out of that institute and anyone that denies that is either blind or just a damn hater. Either way, it’s nothing but the truth, man.

So anyways, I got the phone call from Josh Duncan about comin’ to the PWP for a tag team match at the December. The match would be myself and Nina Stokes, teaming up to take on Luke Jackson and Jessica Sears. Now, for those of you living under a rock and don’t know the whole back story, lemme give you a brief rundown of the history here.”

I grab a bottle of water and take a drink before continuing.

“Jessica Sears is my ex-girlfriend. My first and, to this point, only girlfriend. Luke Jackson is a trifling-ass bitch who made a point to try and drive a wedge between Jessica and I ‘cause he had a schoolyard crush on her and was jealous of me, ‘cause I had what he wanted. Nina was a friend of mine, who told me she had feelings for me but unlike Luke, she didn’t go blabbing it all over social media, making a big deal about it.

So Jessica didn’t like Nina, Nina didn’t like Jessica, I didn’t like Luke, Luke didn’t like me. It was one big fucked up situation. And now as things stand, I still hate Luke, Luke hates me, Jessica doesn’t like me or Nina and I don’t even know where Nina and I stand anymore. She got herself a new boy toy and can’t seem to make time for me anymore. I thought she was real and down to ride with me but whatever. I’m quickly seeing people change and not always for the better.

It doesn’t matter though. ‘Cause the only thing I’m focused on is going out there and accomplishing one thing. Winning. When I had my first blood match against Luke at the Pride show, it was more about causing pain and damage in that match. This one? It’s about winning.”

Taking another sip out of my water bottle, taking a moment to think.

“I’ve had people asking me if I’m gonna hesitate if and most likely when I end up in the ring with Jessica. And the answer to that?”

I shook my head.

“Not at all. She didn’t hesitate to take our personal business and air out the dirty laundry in front of everybody in attendance and all those watching at home. She didn’t hesitate to get with Luke, less than two weeks after the two of us broke up. So no… I’m not gonna hesitate. When she’s in that ring with me, she’s gonna be seen in the same light as I see everyone else. Just another person standing in my way, trying to stop me from making it all the way to the top of the mountain.

I started this hike up that mountain called pro wrestling. It all started as a young boy in the slums of the Philippines. And now I’m here. I won’t let anything or anyone stop me. Not a bitter little bitch of a boy who did nothing but cause problems because I’m everything he wishes he could be. Not someone who I used to consider a best friend, who has suddenly abandoned me and seemingly wants nothing to do with me. And not an ex girlfriend who on more occasions than I care to remember, showed me that despite what she told me, really proved to me that she couldn’t give less of a damn about me if she tried.

This is my time to shine. My time to show that the hype is real. Why I am the Filipino Superman. Why I am Mr Aerial Assault. Why I am… The future."

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PWP: Another Holiday Special - Tag Team Match Dec 13, 2014 10:10:30 GMT -6

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Post by rileyowens on Dec 13, 2014 10:10:30 GMT -6

The Stoke Files: Part Two (Conclusion)

“Backstory and All of That”
You know, as I sit here holding this copy of Advanced Warfare, I can’t help but be reminded of one person…

Jessica Sears…

Jessica use to be a friend...well, hmm. Yeah, I guess “friend” would describe her; though, she was a low-level friend at best. Truthfully, she and I never really saw eye to eye; and, perhaps that was my fault. As bad as this may sound, I never intended to become her friend; it or less just kind of happened.

Bayani was a true friend to me when I joined KWI. In many ways, that place was a lot like high school. I was...different: I was older than everyone except the trainers, I was new to the program and I didn’t know anyone. Bayani was the first peer to actually take an interest in me and spark up a conversation. I was joked around, saying he first approached me because we are both minorities; but honestly, Bayani is just a cool dude.

And, that cool dude was dating Jessica.

So, by default, Jessica became my friend too. What a rocky friendship that was huh? Jess never really liked me; furthermore, she was afraid and intimidated of me. I did try to foster some kind of meaningful bond with her, about after a while, it became clear that my efforts were kind of useless.

Meanwhile, the bond between Bayani and I grew closer. And...a love was formed.

I guess a smart people would have blocked out that love; an intelligent person would have hide their feelings. But, that’s not me; I tend to say what’s on my heart, whether it’s right or wrong. I’ve always been like that. So, instead of lock those feelings away―I shared them.

Had I known sharing my feeling would cause this great shit-storm….hmmm, I probably still would have done it I think. Did my decision hurt some people? Indeed it did. However, people talk about how no one in wrestling is honest. So, I went against the grain, and, was honest.

So, who else did my decision hurt?

Marcus and Luke…

Let’s start with Luke. He and I met slightly after I began training. We talked for a while, and I’m not sure why, but he took a liking to me. Eventually, he started to develop feelings for me; he might deny it if you asked him.

I could feel it though.

I never wanted to hurt Luke, but I just wasn’t interested. And so, I guess I kind of rejected him.

He transformed that rejection into love for Jessica. Foolish love, but love all the same I suppose.

And then, there was Marcus.

Marcus and I first started interacting on Twitter. We normally trained on different days with different instructors, so we rarely saw each other. But, we talked for a bit, and then decided to go out. We had a wonderful time; and that wonder fun time lead to a week or two of lust and passion.

Hmm, in a sense, I guess I kind of used Marcus. I enjoyed his time, and I did love him. Nonetheless, he was...a placebo. I tried to use my Marcus to replace my love for Bayani, and that just didn’t work.

And when I realized that it wouldn’t work, I broke things off.

…

I could go on and on about Jessica, about Luke; however, I just don’t want to. You don’t know how tired I am of all this shit. I had great matches in SPITFIRE, I’ve been thriving in HKW, and I’ve been branching out to PWP―I’ve moved on.

But, for some reason, I keep getting dragged back into everything.

So, maybe this match is necessary. Every story, joyous or twisted, needs some kind of ending. As far as I’m concerned, this match is that ending.

Hmm, you know, I’ve touched on everyone in detail...except Bayani; and, that was intentional. Right now, I don’t know what to think about Bayani. He’s been moody and distant; when I asked him what was the matter, he dodged the question faster than George Bush dodged that shoe. Bayani is my friend; however, I don’t have the time to hand his hand and stroke his ego, not anymore.

I just hope he’s ready for this match. Not physically prepared; I mean mentally. Not only that, but I hope he is ready for life in HKW. Because the fact of the matter is we could end up fighting each other very soon.

50 Cal (Audio Log)

This match, ha, I guess you could say it’s been a long time in the making. All the emotion, all the anger, all the pain―it’s all been leading to this match.

This is the end game.

And I don’t know about anyone else, but I’m fully prepared for this match.

This match is completely fueled by emotion; and to be honest, I think that’s what makes me stand out a bit from the rest. The simple truth of the matter is everyone else is still wrapped up, and they’ve let their emotions consume them.

Have I done some shady shit? If course I did. Was I 100 percent honest with everyone? No I was not. But, apparently, unlike everyone else here, I’ve owned up to my mess. I understand my role in all of this; and I’ve accepted it.

But the one thing that makes me stand out his the fact that I’ve done my best to move on. And, I’ve done myself to focus on WRESTLING.

WRESTLING, that’s something that has been severely lost in the shuffle in this whole ordeal. Bayani didn’t get into wrestling to fight some petty blood-feud; he got into this Business to live his dream, better himself, and make his family proud. Luke got into Business to follow his dreams. And Me? I got into this Business because being a wrestler is something I’ve wanted to do since I was young; and, I got into this Business to make my brother proud!

Three of us, we all had valid reasons for wrestling, and those reasons have been lost.

Hell, even you, Jessica, your reasons for wrestling were somewhat valid. I get it, wrestling purists will always looking down on you. The three of us got into this sport because we loved it; you got into this sport to try and save your relationship. While I don’t believe that’s the best reason to jump in wrestling, you did what you thought was best.

That, I can respect.

Hmm, but you know what Jessica, there are things about you that I don’t respect honestly. Jessica, you once told me that you were intimidated by me; that you felt lesser than me. And at one point in time, I thought that made you weak. But, you aren’t weak...are you Jessica? Jess, you can call me a liar; that’s perfectly fine, because I did lie. You can even call me a cheater if you’d like.

However, one thing that I am not, is a manipulator...

That would be you Jessica.

Jessica, darling, you hide behind the fact that you "claim" to be a sweet and “innocent” girl. That’s not the case though, right Jessica? You’re a wolf in sheep’s clothing Jessica, because the fact of the matter is you’ve broken more hearts than I have dear. I may have thrown the final stone to shatter the house that you and Bayani built; however, you were the one that built that house with glass. Your jealousy killed that relationship, whether it was warranted or not. That is on you Jessica.

Ha, and this whole “heel shit” that Bayani thinks he doing―that’s on you and Roslyn. You two created this monster; and now, you’ve got to fight him.

Now, surely that’s all the damage that sweet and innocent Jessica Sears as committed?

Hmm...surely not!

Do you know how many times Luke called me, complaining about you? Do you know how many times Luke came to me feeling deflated and rejected, because of you? And even more ironically, do you know many times I defended your ass when Luke was ready to dump you!?

Don’t think I did that for your benefit; I did that because I knew just how deeply Luke cared about you.

So let recap:

You helped break up your own relationship…

You created this emo version of Bayani that’s running around…

You, on multiple occasions, tried to hurt and damage Luke…

OH, and let us not forget that the whole reason Bayani and Luke hate each other is because of YOU.

That’s...that’s an impressive record for someone who is supposed to be “innocent.” That’s an even better record for a master manipulator.

But we aren’t done are we?

We have covered me yet have we.

Jessica, you claim to be a good person; you claim to be pure. But the fact of the matter is you’re piece of shit...just like me. You like “truth” right? Well, let’s look at some “truths” shall we?

For months, you talked behind my back. You told your sad story to past trainers, in order to get everyone on “your side”―Truth.

You took it upon yourself to go to my close personal friends, and attempt to destroy the solid friendships that I worked hard to build. And you did so, because you were angry and bitter―Truth.

Out of everyone in this match, you’ve been the most petty―Truth.

You aren’t pure Jessica; you aren’t blameless. And this anger, all this emotion, it doesn’t steam from my actions―it steams your actions. It entire match revolves around YOU my dear; because you aren’t what you claim to be. You aren’t Batman, you aren’t Sailor Moon, and you aren’t some great hero like you claim to be.

You’re more like Harvey Dent...two-faced.

You’re akin to Emma Frost, from Marvel. You play with people’s emotions; you control them without them even knowing.

I hate to burst your bubble; however, you aren’t a good person Jessica.

Want to know what else you aren’t?

You aren’t the better wrestler!

You aren’t better in the ring than me, and you aren’t better in the ring than Bayan, regardless of his attitude. You definitely aren’t better than Luke. Face the facts Jessica; you are the odd man out in this match. And yes, I understand you are angry and take you want to take vengeance. But anger alone doesn’t translate into skill in the ring; and it sure as Hell doesn’t translate into experience.

Jessica, you’ve got one of the best trainers in the world?

Very nice.

All the training in the world doesn’t mean shit; what matters is what happens in the ring and how you react to it. Neither Bayani nor I have wrestled for a very long time; however, we’ve both had our fair share of battles, or fair share of wars.

Do you really think just because you’ve beaten Aria that you’re a warrior now?

I’m here to tell you right now that you are not. You aren’t the warrior you think you are; and I’m going to prove it.

Jessica, I don’t care about beating your face in; I don’t care about simply knocking you out, like Aria. No, my goal is much simpler.

My goal is simply to out-wrestle you. My goal is to lock you up, tie you up, and stretch you out. My goal is to run circles around you. And lastly, my goal is to hit you with the stiffest kick you’ve ever felt and pin you.

My goal is to out-wrestle you!

I’m not like you dear. Wrestling wasn’t some last ditch effort for me; and it wasn’t some attempt to try and build my self-confidence. I’m confident enough. I got into wrestling because it was a childhood dream.

I got into this Business to be the best wrestler I can be.

So I’m fully prepared for this match love; I’m prepared to dish out a beating, and receive a beating. I’ve lived my entire life for this moment: a high profile match, all the lights on me…

I’m ready for this match…

Are you?

…

Luke, what can I say about you?

You and I have been friends for a long time. Honestly, I don’t even know how we met. All I can remember is that we Tweeted each other for a while, and we became best of friends.

There’s no bad blood between you and I, so the only thing I can really do is talk about wrestling with you.

Luke, if anyone in this match knows how good I am in the ring then it’s you. When Bayani and I trained, it was always within the confines of KWI; it was ordered, it was structured. I couldn’t train like I wanted to; I could test out thing. But you and I...we’ve trained outside of those confines.

Do, you remember our first session?

Ha, it was about a month or two after I had been training. I was still rough, still green. Any other wrestler in your position would have shunned me; they would have tossed me aside. You didn’t though; you were exactly excited to work with me.

And that’s when you saw me live and in person. You saw me without those constraints. And, that’s when you saw how good I was.

I don’t think people realize just how good I was, even when I was rookie.

But Luke, you got a firsthand view. And then, you also got a glimpse of my skills after I graduated from KWI. It was only a few months later, but my skills grew exponentially. If fact, you told me I didn’t even seem like the same person.

Luke, that last session was what, four to six months ago?

Can, you possibly imagine how good I am now? Sure, you could watch my HKW matches, but you know better than anyone that being in the ring is different than watching someone on TV.

You and I have worked together and trained together.

This time, however, things are going to be different...far different. You’re my friend Luke, outside of that ring. Nevertheless, when we step into that ring together, all friendships are off; all alliances are off. Inside the confines of that ring, you are an opponent. You are an opponent who wants to bash my face in; you are an opponent wants to embarrass me.

You’re an opponent who wants to defeat me.

And me?

Well, I’m the opponent who will drop you right on your head; I’m the opponent who control the tempo and speed it up so fast that you are gassed in the first few minutes…

I’m the opponent who will kick your head in!

This is match I want to win, and honestly, it’s not about closure or anything like that for me. I compete in that ring because I want to be the best. I don’t want to defeat you and Jessica in order to gain some kind of retribution; and, I don’t want revenge. No sir. I want to the defeat you because I think I’m pretty good in the ring Luke. But who gives a fuck about my thoughts right? It’s all about what you do in that ring. I feel like I’m the best wrestler in this match, and so, I want my team to win this match; I want to it prove to you and everyone else just who good I truly am!

Luke, if you think your singles match with Bayani was fierce, then you are going to be in trouble when you and I meet in the ring; I’m going to be ten times more aggressive than he ever was in that match. You know what’s really going to make me dangerous though? Bayani...he was filled with rage when you faced him last time; he wasn’t thinking clearly. But me? My mind isn’t cloudy Luke; my mind is clear, and I’m focused. THAT’S what is going to make me more dangerous than my tag team partner.

I want you to know something. Between you and me, it’s all about competition, it’s all about who is the better wrestler...at least in my mind. I’m looking to prove that I’m the best. After this is all said and done, you and I will be cool again, regardless of your affiliation with Jessica and some of my other enemies…

Remember that.

…

And then there’s you Bayani. I realize you are on my team. However, I feel like I need to address you as well.

You and I have trained together many times; and, we’ve squared off once before. I understand and realize just hard good you are…

When you are focused.

But, as of late, your focus has been lacking; and don’t bull shit me and say that it hasn’t been.

You want to end things; you want to win? Well then, you need to get your head into the damn game.

This match has the seeds to be the match of night; I’m going to do everything in my power to make that happen. And unfortunately, I can’t do that alone.

So, go out and party…

Go out and get wasted…

Go out and get laid…

Do whatever it is you need to do to get your mind right, because you need to be ready for this match.

...Oh, and welcome to HKW.

END

Afterword
I’ll be perfectly honest; I’m sure how the aftermath of this will be. My goal is to win―period. However, my goal doesn’t match up with everyone else’s’. I’m not here to be a stupid anime character or pretend to be a movie star. I’m not here to conclusion some hellacious blood feud.

I’m here to win.

And afterwards?

Hell, I don’t know. I know that my boyfriend wants me to make amends with Jessica; if it wasn’t for him, I’d cut her ass off. But I’ll honor his request and try to make amends.
But after that, I’m done trying.

I’ve got my own career to focus on; my own life to focus on. And, well...that’s just the way it’s going to be.

That statement also applies to Bayani. If he gets his mind straight, then we can still be ok. But if he’s going to be all in his feelings then he can turn on some Drake and kick rocks.

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PWP: Another Holiday Special - Tag Team Match Dec 13, 2014 19:25:37 GMT -6

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Post by Luke Jackson on Dec 13, 2014 19:25:37 GMT -6

Finale:

Luke Jackson had made Bayani Arroyo bleed. Everyone had seen it. Everyone saw that Luke Jackson had beaten the demon that had been bothering him. Everyone knew what had happened. Luke was proud of himself to finally beat Bayani to prove to him and to the world that he was better than him. Luke knew that he might have to face Bayani again sometime down the road but so soon?

Luke couldn’t get his head around it and now he had to put two other people in the match that he cared for. Yes, he cared for one more than the other but yet he still cared for both of them. He still wanted the best for the both of them and yes he was dating the other and yes he was just friends with the other but he didn’t wanted to see either one of them hurt.

He had heard about PWP. PWP was where anyone could come and settle a score that needed well settling and I guess this was a score that needed to be settled. Luke didn’t see it that way though he thought that he had already settled it with Bayani, he didn’t have a problem with Nina Stokes to be honest the only one that had a problem with Nina Stokes was his girlfriend Jessica Sears. In a perfect world Jessica and Nina would be friends and well in that same sense Luke and Bayani would be friends but this isn’t a perfect world this is a world where people are always mad at each other and always want to settle a score and make things right. But in a way Luke didn’t want this he wanted to be done with this all of this. He wanted to just be with Jessica and forget Bayani. He proved himself in Pride. He did it he made him bleed he took him out he got his hand raised he proved to everyone in the world that no matter how many times Bayani called him a punk, or thirsty he beat him he shut him up. That is all that mattered to him. Beating Bayani was great, beating him again would be wonderful. Although he didn’t want this match he had to go through with it.

He had to go through with it to protect Jessica. Granted, Jessica would tell him over and over again that she didn’t need to be protected Luke knew she did. Luke knew that Jessica was the least inexperienced one in this match. He wouldn’t be able to live it down if something happened to her under his watch. He saw her getting pushed off the apron at Ground Zero. He had thought about it night in and night out since then. He should have been there he should have had her walk out of the ring first but no he did. It was partly his fault that she got pushed he wanted her to be there he wanted her support even though he knew that it would cause a problem. He knew Bayani would be vengeful because he had lost something that he loved. Luke now had her and he knew having her would make the target on his back that much bigger with Bayani. Now Bayani would want to prove that Jessica had made the wrong choices and maybe in a twisted manner even if he didn’t admit it Bayani wanted Jessica back. You could see it with the look in his eyes that he did. But Luke wouldn’t allow that to happen.

This match might not be bigger than the last match and Luke knew that but it did mean something. It meant a lot to Jessica and in turn it meant a lot to Luke. He knew that he needed to win this match for her. Jessica wanted to win the match so she could say to Nina that she was better than her, that she could take whatever Nina could dish out and she could keep getting back up keep on fighting. Jessica had been doing that forever with Nina, and it is who she was or is. This match meant the FINALE of the love square. Luke knew it and he knew that the other three knew it as well, that is why Luke was sitting in the locker room with a backwards baseball cap on and a black wife beater and black basketball shorts waiting for it to happen. Waiting for it to end.

Luke Jackson: I don’t want to do this.

I don’t want to be in a match like this again. It is not just because I beat Bayani and I feel that I have nothing else to prove to him but because I don’t want to be across the ring from my friend Nina Stokes.

I’ve said that to Nina before. I told her that I didn’t want this match because I didn’t want to fight her. I know that Jessica doesn’t like her and that Jessica doesn’t like me talking to her and seeing how she is. But I can’t step away from someone that became my friend when I was just starting out in this business. I know I never went to a school like Nina did so I might have had a leg up over her and all of that but she became someone I could talk to that I could confide in. That if I had a problem I could go on to Twitter and tweet at her and she would be there. I knew her before I knew Jessica and she was always there for me. She was always giving me advice and that is why I wanted to train with her. I wanted to get to know her a little bit more, go ahead and call it attraction or whatever you want because the truth is I did like her. I thought she was down to earth and yeah maybe I did think she was cute. Maybe I did want to be with her and maybe I did try and be with her and yeah I was denied. The fact is the way she did it was well…

…wrong. You see she never told me she didn’t like me that way and if she did it was subtle so someone like me wouldn’t get it. The problem with Nina was that we would hang out and we kissed…I am not going to deny it now because what is there to lose? She was the strong one in a way though because she reminded me that I had feelings for Jessica and doing anything with her would ruin it. Nina is a friend of mine and I don’t want to get in that ring with her I don’t want to fight her I don’t want to hurt her but I know that it might happen where her and I are in that ring together and we are going to have to battle. We are going to have to throw down and when that happens I have to do it. I know that it might hurt me if I have to punch and kick her and slam her to the mat but what I have started to say to myself is that it is just like training. I just don’t want to after this match have to say goodbye to Nina. I still want to talk to her I still want to be her friend even if Jessica doesn’t want me to be.

Now Bayani, I don’t like him and I never will. He and I will never see eye to eye and I am okay with that.

Everyone knows the history between he and I so I won’t drone on and one about it man. All I want to do is get away from all of this. I want to end this. After this I don’t want to talk to him, I don’t want to see him. That is fine it ends right here it should have ended at Pride, I don’t want to go down to that ring and face him again. I have already proven something against him. What else is there for me to do now?

It doesn’t matter Bayani wants this match so he can beat me so he can tell everyone on Twitter that he is better than me the funny thing is though no one cares about him. No one cares about Bayani anymore he is yesterday’s news and it is kind of funny seeing it. Its’ funny to see him try and get people to interact with him to talk to him because he doesn’t matter anymore. Jessica doesn’t love him and Nina has moved on from him, she has a new boyfriend and she has moved on from the man that she loved. In a way Bayani is by himself in this match he has no one to turn to and it is what he deserves. When you are a rotten human being you get nothing in return. No one cares about you and he can talk about me man he can talk about how I stole Jessica from him and I was thirsty and all of that. But if you were actually a good boyfriend maybe it wouldn’t have happened. Maybe if he didn’t hide the fact that he kissed Nina it wouldn’t have happened. Now looking back on it maybe Jessica was wrong by going public with it but that was the only way Bayani would listen.

Bayani never hung out with Jessica, he always took her for granted and I WILL not do that. Jessica deserves to be happy she deserves to smile and she does that with me who knows if she ever did that with Bayani. Either way I hope it ends right here. I don’t want this anymore I have started to move on and to be honest I had kind of forgotten about this match because it doesn’t really matter anymore. Do I want to win? Of course every time I step into that ring I want to win. I want to showcase my talents to the whole world but when I have already beaten Bayani it doesn’t matter anymore. I don’t care that he calls himself the future because I have already taken him out so I guess that means I have already arrived. I don’t want to fight Nina and I have said that but I will if I have to and I will. I want this to end and I can’t say that enough. Jessica needs this to end Nina needs to have this end the only person that is stuck on it is Bayani and I know that. He is stuck on it because the three of us have moved on with our lives and he well he is stuck. He is stuck on it because he is by himself and some rinky dink apartment still thinking about the Pride match still wondering how I beat him. After this tag match he will go back to that apartment man and think about the same thing, think about how he isn’t good enough and thinking that going to HKW is going to be the same way. Bayani can’t hack it in this business I proved it at Pride and I will prove it here. He isn’t as good as I am and he isn’t as good as Nina, and all Jessica has to prove is that she is better than him. Bayani is a weak link and he will be exposed and FINALLY ALL OF THIS WILL END. With the Kid and his gamer girl walking tall while the harlot and the loser are crying in the end.

Luke smiles and tips his cap. He gets up and walks out of the room.

This had to end. No one cared anymore. This was it, this match would finally settle all of the scores and make everyone forget the other. It needed to be over so the world could move on. It had been a long past few months. Everyone was tired hearts needed to be mended, this was the ultimate goal of this match.

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PWP: Another Holiday Special - Tag Team Match Dec 13, 2014 22:38:23 GMT -6

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Post by Jessica ジェシカ on Dec 13, 2014 22:38:23 GMT -6

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“I have twenty-three tiny wishes.”

Jaime Alejandro is standing in the gym with his old green beret on his head. He looks at Jessica with that stern look on his face. His crimson colored Orion muscle shirt and a pair of track pants are the attire of the day. Jessica with her white tank top and a pair of black yoga pants is seen kicking a heavy bag.

"Come on, Jessica. You have to hit harder than that. Because even I get sick of the poor me bullshit."

She pauses for a brief moment, takes a deep breath, and throws another, harder kick towards the bag. She follows through with two quick punches and spin kicks the swinging bag with a greater force. The Solid Snake combination seems to serve her well, but there’s still part of her that hesitates. Her blue eyes grow soft and she exhales slowly.

“...I don’t know if I can go through with it.” She slightly bites down on her lower lip. “It didn’t have to reach this point. But he was an idiot… a big, selfish idiot.”

Jaime shakes his head at her words. She was like him once… He wouldn’t have even harmed a fly in his youth. But, the world changed for him. Losing the woman he loved to stupidity certainly colored his thinking. Yet, the discipline he learned from those ten weeks of intensity. To say that his mind was forever warped would be an understatement.

“It’s not a human trait, Jessica… Human beings aren’t exactly equipped to want to hurt someone. Sometimes, we just do. He’s no different. The problem is, he’s willing to step on everyone to get to the top. And throwing everyone under the bus that he can. The fact he knocked you off that apron proves that he’s willing to burn everyone he can to get where he wants. And this whole… ‘I’m a poor kid from a third-world country’ crap... Maybe the fucker should get a taste of Cuba sometime. He thought Manila was bad. My father escaped on a boat not knowing whether he would die as chum for a shark… And here we are, Jessica. He has to atone for what he’s done.”

“I know that!” She takes a sudden right hook at the bag and halts its movements with her left palm. There’s sorrow in her eyes, but beneath the surface lies a roaring vigor. She grits her teeth and hits the equipment with a spinning backfist and a couple quick jabs.

In recent time, the world has been quite a blur. The birth of DeMarcus’s son. The death of Nicole’s husband. The vicious war that’s spiraling towards its end… A drop of sweat falls from the side of Jessica’s youthful face as she slowly steps away from the slowly revolving bag. She looks straight at her mentor with her heart beating loftily, like Tony Stark’s arc reactor. “...Tell me I’ll be able to move on. Tell me life will get better after I break through.”

“It does. It will.” He feels a bit of trembling on his hands, but nothing he can’t control. He sees Jessica deep in thought, as his own thoughts keep going into a tailspin in his own mind. “Sometimes you have to look at what’s causing you pain and remind it that it has not power over you. Nothing should have power over you.” He takes a seat as he breathes in slowly. He knows that she’s seen the tremors, but he tries his best to hide them.

He doesn’t do a very good job. She’s caught on. Her eyes soften as she approaches Jaime with gentle concern. Despite his reluctance, she takes one of his hands in hers and looks into his eyes. “...stop trying to hide anything from me. Please.” She barely squeezes his hand and frowns at the uncomfortable tremor that follows through. “...Jaime-sama…”

He nods to her, “I’ve been getting worse for a while, young one. My time in the sun is coming to a close. However, I still have enough strength left to finish my affairs and to teach you all I need to teach you. It’s what’s keeping me going.” As the tremor stops, he smiles at her. “This ailment picked the wrong man to attack… I’m not a fair opponent to face.”

An ailment. It sounds too familiar to her. Too eerie… Her eyes grow wide but the tears refuse to come to the surface. She’s doing everything she can to be strong before him. Her grip loosens for just one moment before it tightens around his hand. “...Jaime… You’re not leaving me. You’re not going anywhere.” Her body begins to tremble.

“...I already lost my dad… I am NOT losing you too!”

He nods at her. “I don’t plan on going anywhere. This ailment is a sad testament of giving up too much for this sport. Giving up more than I should. My mind and heart wanted to keep going, but my body is not able to keep going. But… don’t mourn for me or pity me. We have a job to do, my young padawan. You have an arrogant Filipino and a flighty woman to teach a lesson to.”

He somehow finds the strength to push on, even when he’s fully aware of his inevitable fate… Even in the sadness, Jessica can’t help but admire such valor. Her arms find their way around his neck and she embraces him closely with her head rested on his shoulder. Her fingers cling to the cloth on his back and her heart finds a way to synchronize beats with his own. There’s still training to be done, but in this moment… she simply wants a piece of solace.

“Luke is a good man. He’ll take care of you, as he should. As for me, I’ve got the millions that someone claims that I don’t have. And when you think about it, some good will come out of this. Or Parkinson’s will walk away and wonder why the hell it picked me for its opponent.”

“...You’re going to be with me forever. Years will go by and you’re still going to be here… that knowing little smile on your face… You’ll be at the show. You’ll be with me on my journey. You’ll be the one to walk me down the aisle one day…” She’s not asking him. She’s telling him, as if it’s preordained. “...promise me.” She doesn’t want to plead.

“With whatever strength I will have left, I will walk you down the aisle.”

That’s all she needs to hear. If he can bear the strength to fight, so can she. And she will fight. Whether Bayani and Nina are ready for the power of the Nerd Nation, Jessica and Luke will be moving on… and Jaime will be there.