See You Then...
Dec 9, 2013 20:20:56 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Dec 9, 2013 20:20:56 GMT -5
Clean Life Journal #I Don’t Remember anymore
“ The last few weeks have been hell, I think Dakota is trying to kill me… I have so many bruises and cuts on me you’d think I was Mike Tysons Punching bag. I suppose it will all be worth it in the end, Pro Wrestlers make good money, and anything is better than what I am doing now. It’s not good for Miley, and it’s not good for me. Everyone in this town knows my demons and they judge me every day for them… Well at least I think they do. I see their looks, there stares… I’m afraid someone is going to try and take Miley from me… But I won’t let that happen. Even if Dakota is trying to kill me, he has taught me a lot. I think I am really going to enjoy being a wrestler, the fame… the glory of holding a championship. It’s sending chills down my spine just thinking about it. The same kind of chill I used to get right before I used… It’s a wonderful experience, I wonder if anyone else feels it? It doesn’t matter… Miley is playing on the floor, I wish I could get her out of this trailer…All in due time Dandy…All in due time. I hope that Dakota graduates me soon so I can go find work, there are a few companies in Canada I could go and check out… I’m not sure if there are any here though… I’m going to have to look into that. I just hope I can afford to move me and Miley there… Jax is fucking me in the ass on the fights, half of what I used to get paid so I have to do double the fights… Honestly… I don’t know how much more of this I can take. I think I’m at a breaking point… I’ve thought about using so often these days… Just a little to take the edge off… But then I look at Miley and…. I just can’t do it… I have to stay strong for her, I’m all she has… fuck….There’s a knock on the door”
“ The last few weeks have been hell, I think Dakota is trying to kill me… I have so many bruises and cuts on me you’d think I was Mike Tysons Punching bag. I suppose it will all be worth it in the end, Pro Wrestlers make good money, and anything is better than what I am doing now. It’s not good for Miley, and it’s not good for me. Everyone in this town knows my demons and they judge me every day for them… Well at least I think they do. I see their looks, there stares… I’m afraid someone is going to try and take Miley from me… But I won’t let that happen. Even if Dakota is trying to kill me, he has taught me a lot. I think I am really going to enjoy being a wrestler, the fame… the glory of holding a championship. It’s sending chills down my spine just thinking about it. The same kind of chill I used to get right before I used… It’s a wonderful experience, I wonder if anyone else feels it? It doesn’t matter… Miley is playing on the floor, I wish I could get her out of this trailer…All in due time Dandy…All in due time. I hope that Dakota graduates me soon so I can go find work, there are a few companies in Canada I could go and check out… I’m not sure if there are any here though… I’m going to have to look into that. I just hope I can afford to move me and Miley there… Jax is fucking me in the ass on the fights, half of what I used to get paid so I have to do double the fights… Honestly… I don’t know how much more of this I can take. I think I’m at a breaking point… I’ve thought about using so often these days… Just a little to take the edge off… But then I look at Miley and…. I just can’t do it… I have to stay strong for her, I’m all she has… fuck….There’s a knock on the door”
- The scene opens up to Dandy closing his Clean life Journal. He is dressed in a game of thrones targaryen shirt, he has on this thick black glasses that he only wears when he has to read or write something. As he stood up he took of his glasses and whipped off his blue jeans. He looked over to his left at Miley, who was crawling around of the floor, playing with various toys. Dandy smiled and stared at her for a few moments, the knock on the door got louder and snapped him out of it. He stretched and let out a long yawn, before scratching the back of his shaved head. He then walked into the other room, it was a hallway that connected the living quarters and the kitchen. He walked to the door at the end of the room, it lead to the outside. Dandy reached out and grabbed the brass handle, turning and opening at the same time. Outside of the door was Dakota Smith, his trainer. He had a sinister smirk on his face as he let himself in. Dakota’s eyes were bloodshot as they always were and he had black bag under them. Dandy laughed a little and shut the door behind him as Dakota turned around and looked at him.
“I’ve got you a contract.”
Dandy raised his eye brow, a little confused by the statement.
“What are you talking about? You haven’t even finished training me yet…”
“ Yeah… About that, you see I have two different Xtreme title defenses in the two two weeks… So I don’t have time to train your ass, mkay? “
“Fuck, I guess. Well where did you get me signed man, Canadian X with you?”
Dakota lets out a brash laugh as he grabs his mid-section, he shakes his head and brushes his dirty blond hair back.
“ You would think, wouldn’t you? But the answer is no… I got you signed to FRONTIER Grappling Arts! “
“DUDE! That’s nowhere near here, what the hell! “
“ You’re welcome… “
“What am I supposed to do with Miley? I don’t have enough money to buy a place where ever Frontier is! “
“ Yeah, that’s the thing… It travels… So I’m really sorry about this man… But your prolly’ going to have ta’ have someone look after here. “
Dandy looks as if his heart just shattered, here was the opportunity of a life time, but it meant leaving his life behind, months without seeing his daughter. Dandy glanced over at her in the other room. She looked over at the two men and smiled at them, doing a little yell while she did so. This caught Dakota’s attention, he looked over at the baby as well and made a funny face at her, but his attention quickly turned back to Dandy.
“So yeah man, You are going to have to get your shit packed, kay’? You have a match on the 21st! “
“ Dude are kidding me? I don’t even know if I’m going to do it yet! “
Dakota Stomped his foot down and got a very angry look in his face, he grabbed Dandy by the shirt and pulled him in face to face.
“ Listen here Dandy, I fucking got you a prime gig, you got that? Solid money! I put my ass on the line so your ex-druggie ass can make a better life. So quit with the damn misery business, pack your shit. Get on a plan and go to New York! “
Dandy was afraid, Dakota wasn’t one to be messed with. He himself had a very violent coke problem and would more than likely stab Dandy if he refused his offer… Dandy didn’t take offense to it though, he understood Dakota’s problems. He used to be just like him… But unlike Dakota he didn’t like himself, Dakota on the other hand loves himself… He loves just how violent he is… Dandy realized what a awful person Dakota was… But he wasn’t one to judge… He pushed Dakota’s hands off of him and brushed himself off.
“ Alright man, I’ll do it… But put your hands on me one more time, in my home? I’ll beat your fucking face in. “
Dakota got a big grin on his face as he shoved his hands in his pockets, he sucked his lip a few times, getting closer to Dandy who took a defensive position. Dakota quickly grabbed Dandy from behind the head and pretended to stab him in the gut, but there was nothing in Dakota’s hand. Dandy pushed him away once again and checked himself for a stab. Dakota just laughed and stepped out of the house.
“ I’ll see yah later Dandy, and your ticket and set up… I got you man, I’ll be in touch in a few day, Say bye to Miley for me Fuck-Nut. “
Dandy flashed a quick half assed smile and shook his head, he nodded to Dakota and shut the door behind him. He bit down on the bottom of his lip and continued to shake his head, he was thinking about what he was going to do with Miley…. He would have to ask his parents, as much as he didn’t want to do that… It would only be temporary….He hoped…
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We open up to inside the FGA wrestling ring, there is a chair seated in the middle with a man sitting on it. He is dressed in a black zip up hoodie with the hood up, and pair of green cargo shorts. You can see headphone wires dangling down from his ears and he is slowly bobbing his head forward. His head movements began to get faster and more sharp as he starts to tap his foot on the ground. It all builds up getting more hyped with every second until finally the man pops up. His headphones fall from his ears and his hood falls down. He has a shaved head and a reddish orange beard. He looks over into camera and quickly flashes it a smile.
“My name is Dandy Holiday, born and raised in the frozen waste land that is Alaska…. My folks, were of Irish Decent and I myself hold that fighting spirit with great pride… Now I have never had a match before, no not wrestling match. But I have been in my fair share of fights. It’s a very good income when your only real skills are survival. But here I am now. Standing in the Grand Ballroom in the Manhattan center… If you could turn back time and find the old me, and ask if I ever thought that one day I would be standing here… Well I would probably be passed out in a gutter, and you wouldn’t get a response. But yet still… Here I am, and I am determined to stand my ground, and fight for a paycheck… and also for the my child. “
Dandy looks down at the ground and brings his hand up to rub his chin. He gets a slight smile on his face thinking of Miley, but he shakes them off and looks back into the camera. He has a grin on his face as he turns around and moves the chair out of the way; throwing it out of the ring. He runs the ropes a little bit just to get himself pumped up. He had only been at this for a few months and constituency was key. He stopped in the middle of the ring with a stomp and pointed into the camera.
“ Because you see when I am out here wrestling… It’s not just for me no. It’s for my little girl, my everything. I refuse to let her grow up like I did. I REFUSE! To let her ever go hungry… And that is the sole reason why I am standing here in front of you. I have the drive, and I have the heart…I promise you all that I will not let you down if you put your faith in me. I was reborn to survive in this world and will make damn sure that I live up to that creed. There is not a single circumstance out there where you will see me giving anything less than One-Hundred and Ten Percent. Blood, sweat, tears… I will put it all on the line, just to show you…no show the world… That there is something to Dandy holiday! I am not just some nobody, some ex-junkie… No… I am something so much more… And I plan to prove it to you all come Final Frontier.”
Dandy once again flashes his dapper smile to the camera and backs up into the ropes. He sits on the second and fumbles around in his pockets, he pulls out a pack of Marlboro reds takes one out, He has a blue lighter in his other hand in which he lights the cigarette. Placing the two back into his pockets he takes a few drags off the red, letting the smoke rise up out of his mouth and into his nostrils before blowing it back out his mouth. His eyes returned to camera and he gave it another grin, blowing smoke through a little hole he made in his lips.
“Joshua Black, me and you are pretty similar. From what I understand this will be both of ours first match in pro wrestling. It’s a great mis-match isn’t it? The wrestler with a background in amateur wrestling going against the street-fighter turned wrestler? Two different styles colliding in one ring for the whole world to steal… Well we may be a dark match, and their isn’t much light shined upon us… But how about me and you go out there and show the FGA fans that the new blood….Well it looks damn good! Then… When your laying on the mat and my hand is being raised in victory, you and I will both know that we just gave them one hell of a show… and that we are the future of this industry… But there is one thing that I do promise you Joshua… You better be ready, you better bring you’re a game because I’m going to go all out… I want to shine in my debut, and I am sorry that you have to fall for that to happen… But there are some things in life we can not change. But I will see you at Final Frontier… And I will be victorious. “
“My name is Dandy Holiday, born and raised in the frozen waste land that is Alaska…. My folks, were of Irish Decent and I myself hold that fighting spirit with great pride… Now I have never had a match before, no not wrestling match. But I have been in my fair share of fights. It’s a very good income when your only real skills are survival. But here I am now. Standing in the Grand Ballroom in the Manhattan center… If you could turn back time and find the old me, and ask if I ever thought that one day I would be standing here… Well I would probably be passed out in a gutter, and you wouldn’t get a response. But yet still… Here I am, and I am determined to stand my ground, and fight for a paycheck… and also for the my child. “
Dandy looks down at the ground and brings his hand up to rub his chin. He gets a slight smile on his face thinking of Miley, but he shakes them off and looks back into the camera. He has a grin on his face as he turns around and moves the chair out of the way; throwing it out of the ring. He runs the ropes a little bit just to get himself pumped up. He had only been at this for a few months and constituency was key. He stopped in the middle of the ring with a stomp and pointed into the camera.
“ Because you see when I am out here wrestling… It’s not just for me no. It’s for my little girl, my everything. I refuse to let her grow up like I did. I REFUSE! To let her ever go hungry… And that is the sole reason why I am standing here in front of you. I have the drive, and I have the heart…I promise you all that I will not let you down if you put your faith in me. I was reborn to survive in this world and will make damn sure that I live up to that creed. There is not a single circumstance out there where you will see me giving anything less than One-Hundred and Ten Percent. Blood, sweat, tears… I will put it all on the line, just to show you…no show the world… That there is something to Dandy holiday! I am not just some nobody, some ex-junkie… No… I am something so much more… And I plan to prove it to you all come Final Frontier.”
Dandy once again flashes his dapper smile to the camera and backs up into the ropes. He sits on the second and fumbles around in his pockets, he pulls out a pack of Marlboro reds takes one out, He has a blue lighter in his other hand in which he lights the cigarette. Placing the two back into his pockets he takes a few drags off the red, letting the smoke rise up out of his mouth and into his nostrils before blowing it back out his mouth. His eyes returned to camera and he gave it another grin, blowing smoke through a little hole he made in his lips.
“Joshua Black, me and you are pretty similar. From what I understand this will be both of ours first match in pro wrestling. It’s a great mis-match isn’t it? The wrestler with a background in amateur wrestling going against the street-fighter turned wrestler? Two different styles colliding in one ring for the whole world to steal… Well we may be a dark match, and their isn’t much light shined upon us… But how about me and you go out there and show the FGA fans that the new blood….Well it looks damn good! Then… When your laying on the mat and my hand is being raised in victory, you and I will both know that we just gave them one hell of a show… and that we are the future of this industry… But there is one thing that I do promise you Joshua… You better be ready, you better bring you’re a game because I’m going to go all out… I want to shine in my debut, and I am sorry that you have to fall for that to happen… But there are some things in life we can not change. But I will see you at Final Frontier… And I will be victorious. “