03-09-2019, 12:06 PM
OOC: Part 1 of 2. I am only roleplaying for Fizz this weekend. Casterillo running from a 145 pound female on Breakdown was uncalled for as I did post a really good effort. The running did nothing for the storyline. That is not someone that this character would run from, so I had to improvise for that mistake. I just hope that both Fizz and myself get a fair shake on this. I am tempted to put more in this OOC, but I will hold it to PM's. Good luck Fizz. My number 2 will be up tomorrow morning.
I saw the look in her eyes. Not in the eyes of Glory Braddock, but in the eyes of Sasha D.. It was this past Breakdown that we crossed paths in the hallway, as I was beginning my march to the wrestling ring to teach Glory a lesson. I saw the look of fear. She did not speak one word, nor did she have to. Her eyes were begging me to spare Glory, as clearly Glory is one of her favorites. Her eyes told me to walk away when I was doing too much. That though, that is the LAST thing I will ever do FOR Supreme Championship Wrestling. From now until I choose to leave everything I do will be for two beings here. One is me. Two, and I know it will come to a shock to you all, is Konrad Raab. As much as he has been desperate to face me in a wrestling match for quite some time now, I can see why he is not willing to wait for Rise To Greatness. He has two reasons. The first being he obviously wants to show how aggressive he can get. I just wish he would understand that changing his nickname will not have the desired effect that he is looking for. As for the second, he wants to remain relevant and have an escape from the hardships of everyday life, away from the ring. I do not say this much at all, but I can respect that.
Konrad, you are a respectful man, and when I am not messed with, I can be a respectful being as well. The problem is it is obviously too late for me, as I have been disrespected for the majority of my life. It is the reason for why I am who I am. Only recently has Shadron been able to break the mold. She makes me actually want to live for once. She makes me want to really carve my own path, from now on forward. So right off the bat, you have your answer. I will NOT even be thinking about running from you at Retribution. Truth be told, I have NEVER ran. The two times I did not come to the ring to face you, I had my reasons. The first time I had important matters to tend to. The second time you were making it all about you. A wrestling match, hell NOTHING should be all about just one being. This is something the entire D. family just simply does not understand. I would feel sorry for the daughters, just like you have sympathized with Sasha, but I do not. They could both choose to be unlike their father. They could choose to freshen things up here in Supreme Championship Wrestling. However I can tell at this early stage that it just is not in the cards. I have made my stance very clear Konrad. I was never on Katya's side. I was on my OWN side.
Anyways, I will go into things more in-depth with you, but someone important to me needs attention this evening, and for a very good reason. She comes first, over someone like you. I will not run from her problems or my own, unlike Mr. D., who has seemed to always want to run from his...
But first I leave you with this. You have said he has done so much for you. Yet now he is abandoning you. Even though he said he will be watching, it is clear that the future of Supreme Championship Wrestling is full of uncertainty. It is about to be a free-for-all, and I for one will make sure I cause the most bedlam! No longer will I be taking it easy on any given soul. If a D. family member wants to fire me just because I am doing what I want and what they do not want me to do, it will only be proof that maybe, just maybe, they are no longer suited for the wrestling business. Retribution will only be the turning of the key to open the door Konrad. I actually truly hope that after this Sunday you back away from me and move on, being yourself. I do not mean going back to being "The Iceman" either. I want you to be simply Konrad Raab, because I can actually relate to someone that is being himself or herself.
If you cannot do that without the nicknames, maybe just like Mr. D., you should move on to the next stage in your life. Whatever you choose, I hope you do not disappoint me, as I will not disappoint you. I will live up to the promise I have made. I will be inside that ring from bell to bell at Retribution, taking this "Black Ice" down, melting it piece by piece, until the medical team will have to scrape the remains off the canvas.
Off the record, I am miffed. I am incensed. I am angry! I still cannot believe I bought into Sasha's puppy dog eyes as she clearly wanted one of her allies to be spared any possible injury that I could have definitely delivered to her. From what I have heard, this is not the first time Sasha has gotten her way, but as far as I am concerned, it will be the last. She has a target on her back, as does Katya, and even though he is trying to run and hide with leaving behind the excuse that it is time for his daughters to run the show, Mr. D. has the target painted squarely and EXTREMELY BRIGHTLY on his back too! I do not trust or respect the entire family. I am not scared of what any of them might do to me, nor am I scared of a more aggressive Konrad. What I am scared of right now is what has Shadron a hot mess. I never thought I would say this, but right now she is my world. She has earned it, unlike everybody else.
I got back to her about fifteen minutes ago, yet she is still pacing. I have tried much to calm her, but nothing has worked. Even still at this moment, she is rambling on.
I don't know when he's going to strike, how he's going to strike. I mean, he could even come and take me for his own while you're in a wrestling match. Oh god, why did he have to be here? Why did I walk that way? Heck, why did I even meet him in the first place all those years ago back in high school? I hate you Fate!
Hey!
This gets her to snap to attention and spin around to face me.
I believe you are forgetting who I am. He is NOT going to get to you. Being you have showed me what you have showed, no matter where he is and no matter where I am, I can stop him.
But... how?
I delay, but only for a few moments.
Remember that night at the fountain? There was a link that night, and I know you felt it to.
It dawns on her.
Of course. Look at me. I am a hot mess for nothing. The thing that concerns me the most though is him kidnapping me while you are dealing with Konrad this Sunday night. I fear for you too by the way...
There is no need to. I have closed my eyes and have foreseen who this "Black Ice" part of Konrad is. It is just a mask, a facade, that supposedly makes him far more intense. It is something that can be easily taken from him. Besides, even if he does get more aggressive hits on me, I do not care if I bleed. In fact that will motivate me more to choke him out, FOR GOOD!
So no, this little metamorphosis that Konrad wants to put himself through at Retribution does not frighten me one bit. You are forgetting how powerful I am and can be.
She looks down at the floor, but I do hear her words.
You're right. I don't think I want to watch though.
And that is your choice. Stay in my locker room then. Keep the door locked so you do not have any unwanted guests. I will leave you the key. You will be safe, on all ends.
Okay.
That is all she tells me as a response. I look to the back of our hotel room now, seeing that darkness is setting.
You should go eat something. It will help.
Only if you come.
Fine.
She walks over to me and wraps her arms around me, her head not fully up. She whispers "I'm sorry" to me, to which I do not offer a response. Honestly she has nothing to be sorry for. Nor soon will I.
So apparently this was supposed to be one of my final suppers tonight. I already know that is not true, despite the fact that Konrad Raab undoubtedly believes that it is. At this point he believes that when he puts on his "Black Ice" mask that he can easily just kill someone like me. However I have a secret that he will soon find out. I am not one that can be killed, by anyone. There will be a time where I will be destined to move on from this mortal realm, but the night of Retribution is not that time. As much as the entire Supreme Championship Wrestling roster wishes it would be. They will all be disappointed, but none moreso than Konrad Raab. It will be the moment that I have won and have walked away from him to the backstage area. That is a moment everyone will be forced to remember, for the rest of their days.
Simply put so everyone understands, life will go on.
*******Life Will Go On*******
I saw the look in her eyes. Not in the eyes of Glory Braddock, but in the eyes of Sasha D.. It was this past Breakdown that we crossed paths in the hallway, as I was beginning my march to the wrestling ring to teach Glory a lesson. I saw the look of fear. She did not speak one word, nor did she have to. Her eyes were begging me to spare Glory, as clearly Glory is one of her favorites. Her eyes told me to walk away when I was doing too much. That though, that is the LAST thing I will ever do FOR Supreme Championship Wrestling. From now until I choose to leave everything I do will be for two beings here. One is me. Two, and I know it will come to a shock to you all, is Konrad Raab. As much as he has been desperate to face me in a wrestling match for quite some time now, I can see why he is not willing to wait for Rise To Greatness. He has two reasons. The first being he obviously wants to show how aggressive he can get. I just wish he would understand that changing his nickname will not have the desired effect that he is looking for. As for the second, he wants to remain relevant and have an escape from the hardships of everyday life, away from the ring. I do not say this much at all, but I can respect that.
Konrad, you are a respectful man, and when I am not messed with, I can be a respectful being as well. The problem is it is obviously too late for me, as I have been disrespected for the majority of my life. It is the reason for why I am who I am. Only recently has Shadron been able to break the mold. She makes me actually want to live for once. She makes me want to really carve my own path, from now on forward. So right off the bat, you have your answer. I will NOT even be thinking about running from you at Retribution. Truth be told, I have NEVER ran. The two times I did not come to the ring to face you, I had my reasons. The first time I had important matters to tend to. The second time you were making it all about you. A wrestling match, hell NOTHING should be all about just one being. This is something the entire D. family just simply does not understand. I would feel sorry for the daughters, just like you have sympathized with Sasha, but I do not. They could both choose to be unlike their father. They could choose to freshen things up here in Supreme Championship Wrestling. However I can tell at this early stage that it just is not in the cards. I have made my stance very clear Konrad. I was never on Katya's side. I was on my OWN side.
Anyways, I will go into things more in-depth with you, but someone important to me needs attention this evening, and for a very good reason. She comes first, over someone like you. I will not run from her problems or my own, unlike Mr. D., who has seemed to always want to run from his...
But first I leave you with this. You have said he has done so much for you. Yet now he is abandoning you. Even though he said he will be watching, it is clear that the future of Supreme Championship Wrestling is full of uncertainty. It is about to be a free-for-all, and I for one will make sure I cause the most bedlam! No longer will I be taking it easy on any given soul. If a D. family member wants to fire me just because I am doing what I want and what they do not want me to do, it will only be proof that maybe, just maybe, they are no longer suited for the wrestling business. Retribution will only be the turning of the key to open the door Konrad. I actually truly hope that after this Sunday you back away from me and move on, being yourself. I do not mean going back to being "The Iceman" either. I want you to be simply Konrad Raab, because I can actually relate to someone that is being himself or herself.
If you cannot do that without the nicknames, maybe just like Mr. D., you should move on to the next stage in your life. Whatever you choose, I hope you do not disappoint me, as I will not disappoint you. I will live up to the promise I have made. I will be inside that ring from bell to bell at Retribution, taking this "Black Ice" down, melting it piece by piece, until the medical team will have to scrape the remains off the canvas.
Off the record, I am miffed. I am incensed. I am angry! I still cannot believe I bought into Sasha's puppy dog eyes as she clearly wanted one of her allies to be spared any possible injury that I could have definitely delivered to her. From what I have heard, this is not the first time Sasha has gotten her way, but as far as I am concerned, it will be the last. She has a target on her back, as does Katya, and even though he is trying to run and hide with leaving behind the excuse that it is time for his daughters to run the show, Mr. D. has the target painted squarely and EXTREMELY BRIGHTLY on his back too! I do not trust or respect the entire family. I am not scared of what any of them might do to me, nor am I scared of a more aggressive Konrad. What I am scared of right now is what has Shadron a hot mess. I never thought I would say this, but right now she is my world. She has earned it, unlike everybody else.
*******
I got back to her about fifteen minutes ago, yet she is still pacing. I have tried much to calm her, but nothing has worked. Even still at this moment, she is rambling on.
I don't know when he's going to strike, how he's going to strike. I mean, he could even come and take me for his own while you're in a wrestling match. Oh god, why did he have to be here? Why did I walk that way? Heck, why did I even meet him in the first place all those years ago back in high school? I hate you Fate!
Hey!
This gets her to snap to attention and spin around to face me.
I believe you are forgetting who I am. He is NOT going to get to you. Being you have showed me what you have showed, no matter where he is and no matter where I am, I can stop him.
But... how?
I delay, but only for a few moments.
Remember that night at the fountain? There was a link that night, and I know you felt it to.
It dawns on her.
Of course. Look at me. I am a hot mess for nothing. The thing that concerns me the most though is him kidnapping me while you are dealing with Konrad this Sunday night. I fear for you too by the way...
There is no need to. I have closed my eyes and have foreseen who this "Black Ice" part of Konrad is. It is just a mask, a facade, that supposedly makes him far more intense. It is something that can be easily taken from him. Besides, even if he does get more aggressive hits on me, I do not care if I bleed. In fact that will motivate me more to choke him out, FOR GOOD!
So no, this little metamorphosis that Konrad wants to put himself through at Retribution does not frighten me one bit. You are forgetting how powerful I am and can be.
She looks down at the floor, but I do hear her words.
You're right. I don't think I want to watch though.
And that is your choice. Stay in my locker room then. Keep the door locked so you do not have any unwanted guests. I will leave you the key. You will be safe, on all ends.
Okay.
That is all she tells me as a response. I look to the back of our hotel room now, seeing that darkness is setting.
You should go eat something. It will help.
Only if you come.
Fine.
She walks over to me and wraps her arms around me, her head not fully up. She whispers "I'm sorry" to me, to which I do not offer a response. Honestly she has nothing to be sorry for. Nor soon will I.
*******
So apparently this was supposed to be one of my final suppers tonight. I already know that is not true, despite the fact that Konrad Raab undoubtedly believes that it is. At this point he believes that when he puts on his "Black Ice" mask that he can easily just kill someone like me. However I have a secret that he will soon find out. I am not one that can be killed, by anyone. There will be a time where I will be destined to move on from this mortal realm, but the night of Retribution is not that time. As much as the entire Supreme Championship Wrestling roster wishes it would be. They will all be disappointed, but none moreso than Konrad Raab. It will be the moment that I have won and have walked away from him to the backstage area. That is a moment everyone will be forced to remember, for the rest of their days.
Simply put so everyone understands, life will go on.