Willard v Patton

[TheOriginalSE]

All RP for the match between ADRIAN WILLARD and EDDIE PATTON at Cyberstrike should be done in this thread. Any RP posted outside of the thread will not count.


The RP deadline is 11:59pm PST on FRIDAY, August 12th, 2011. Angles should be sent to neweraofwrestling@gmail.com ..

 

[TheOriginalSE]

Not Exactly SHOCKING

* Adrian Willard RP for C12.

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FADE IN...

Adrian Willard is sitting in a sauna. Towel wrapped around his waist and and breathing lightly he raises a water bottle to his lips and take a small drink before setting it down next to him. He stretches his arm for a few seconds before looking at the camera. The Sauna is partially lit, still dark but enough to see Adrian.

You gave it all up Eddie. Your life, your families wishes, your security. All of it gone for the chance to do this, to be in a ring, to be a glorified hero for the fans that will chant your name letting it echo for the years following.

You trained day in and day out for this opportunity.

You pushed your body to the maximum.

You have put in all the heart, all the effort.

You, Eddie, you did it all by the books.

No HGH.

No pain killers to get by the injures.

Clean.

And the pay off? Losing to some bum that has been in prison. Losing to some self proclaimed mad man. A man who literally tore a page out of Chaos' book. Three years he was in prison, the man is half broke and you couldn't pick up a win.

Bravo.

However, last week I got the job done and in a fashion that can be described as dominating.

First beating Damian Stone up and down the canvass then putting the lights out on Entertainment showing the true power of Shadow Cult.

One can say I have been a busy bee since returning to New Era. One can say I am on a war path, stinging for battle.

So now we move to Cyberstrike 12. Cameron Cruise gets the week off after snagging the TV title in EPW. The First has his shot against Tact's baby brother, The Champion himself, Fanatic. I? Well I get to square off with you Eddie.

A man who said he was going to enter the ring last week and show the world something. Yeah, you showed the world how easy it is for a guy three years in the box to whoop on a green back.

And the part where you will get it all wrong Eddie is that I'm not Dakarai. I am far more technically skilled than him, I am on a whole different LEVEL.

I run with Cameron Cruise who is the by far the most technical wrestling veteran this company has. I train with First, the former world champion of this very league. And while you are doing botched frog splashes, playing the crowd, and jacking up your own chances for victory I am beating the piss out of my opponents.

But you don't have to experience it, Eddie. You don't HAVE to get beat like a bitch in that ring with me as the dictator. Simply you can accept the honor of battle, accept that this company is a cesspool and help revive it.

Help breath life into this dying piece of shit.

Help renew the greatness.

Join us, join Shadow Cult, Eddie.

Or don't, suffer like the rest, play up the good guy act and see where it takes you.

End up like every other wrestler who took that road. Good guys finish last, always have, always will. Virtues, beliefs, the idea of positive principles, it's a load of shit.

You can count on one person, yourself. You already dropped the ball on that last week by giving this guy the opportunity to plant your scrawny shoulders to the canvass.

No excuses, it's not like you tore your rotator cuff. Blew your knee. Or just snorted to much coke in the back with Erik Black.

You just didn't get the job done, you didn't succeed in claiming a double-you.

And you won't get it done this week either.

So you can walk out with your head held high with a zero and two record.

No shame in it right, Eddie?

Pathetic.

Sad.

Pitiful.

However you want to describe your mentality, you are as electrifying as a double a battery.

And soon you'll just flake out.

FADE OUT

 

[TheOriginalSE]

Bumps in the Road

* Eddie Patton RP for C12.

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(FADEIN to a small, run-down gym. Lots of people are boxing or sparring in various parts, or lifting weights. The camera pans over to a corner where Eddie Patton is doing squats. He finishes the set and puts the barbell back on the rack, sweating and breathing heavily. He wipes himself down and takes a break, looking into the camera.)

PATTON: “I reckon y’all expected to see mere here, head down, with some sob story about how life ain’t fear to me. About how I am disappointed in myself and my debut here in New ERA. ‘Bout how I don’t really belong here.

“That about right, Mr. Willard? You about ready to write me off after a single match? You and everybody else already think I ain’t got what it takes to make it?

“Good, Mr. Willard. You got every right to your opinion, and quite frankly, I ain’t blamin’ ya. I went into that ring to win, and I didn’t.

“But you know what else? That twisted psychopath also claimed he was gonna leave me battered and broken and useless, and I’m still here, and I’m still standing, and I’m still ready for my next match.

“I’m not even a little disappointed in myself. Cause New ERA ain’t gonna give up on me, and I ain’t gonna give up on it, either.

“I never pretended there wouldn’t be some bumps in the road, or that this was gonna be some perfect season for me and nobody could ever beat me. I know it seems like I just fell off the turnip truck yesterday, but I understand that wins and losses are all part of the business.

“So while I thank you for the invitation, Mr. Willard, I am not quite ready to compromise my values just yet for the sake of getting ahead. What you saw as weakness I see as a chance to learn. A chance to grow. An opportunity to be a better wrestler. A better man.

“You think I failed because you can’t see the forest for the trees. I did show the world something. And I’m gonna show ‘em somethin’ else, too. I’m gonna show ‘em that only boys go home when the goin’ gets tough. And real men always come back twice as hard.

“Maybe that doesn’t impress you or doesn’t sell t-shirts with catch phrases, but I am what I am. I ain’t changing for you or anybody else.

“Did I make mistakes? Sure. Guess what. I’m young. It’s gonna happen. I’m not ashamed.

“But you, you’re ready to write me off. Ready to mail me in. I’m just a no-talent who can’t compete with the likes of you because you know Cameron Cruise and First and I’m just some punk from Indiana who doesn’t know nothin’ about nothin’.

“Except I reckon that’s a lotta pressure on you, right, Mr. Willard? Cause if you’re right, and I’m just a greenback who can’t win a match, then you can’t lose, right? I mean… you literally cannot accept defeat. If you lost to me, well, by golly, you’d have brought so much shame to your name…

“But me… well, I got nowhere to go but up. Everybody already expects me to lose. They all think I’m gonna throw in the towel. Good.

“I want you to think I’m a nobody in that ring who can’t compete. I want you and all the fans at home to keep underestimating me, to keep thinking I don’t have what it takes.

“Because inside… inside, I know. I know I belong in that ring. And I proved it by getting up and dustin’ myself off and getting’ back into that ring.

“And there ain’t a thing you can do about it.

“Good luck, Mr. Willard. I know you don’t think you’re gonna need it. I don’t blame ya. Heck, my older brother called and told me to get my butt home, that I’m just gonna hurt myself in that ring, and maybe he’s right.

“But me, I got different plans. I still got that electricity runnin’ through my veins. I still got my entire future ahead of me. Not like you… already given up on this sport, already congratulating yourself on your cynicism.

“I almost feel sorry for you, Mr. Willard. Almost.

“But at Cyberstrike, I am going to take the next step. I am going to grow and learn and evolve. And you, well… you’re just gonna be an angry braggart who thinks he knows better.

“I can live with that.”

(FADEOUT.)

 

[TheOriginalSE]

No One Wrote You Off

* Adrian Willard RP#2 for C12.

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Write you off? Who said anything about writing you off?

FADE IN…

Adrian Willard sitting in the Shadow Cult gym in the background is The First and a trainer exchanging moves working at around 50% to execute counters and transitions. Adrian stands tall wearing a sleeveless shirt that says “Higher Vision” on it. He has an ice wrapped on his shoulder from an apparent work out a few minutes earlier.

I love when these sorts of issues come into play, man goes out wrestles, gets put to his back, you call it out and he has to retort with some roundabout way to make the loss sound good.

Trust me, I’ve been there.

Looking to find the brighter end of a situation, the end that you can nod your head to with a smile. Standing tall that your opponent said he would break you, maul you, leave you in the ring for dead yet he didn’t.

Always looking at the bright side of life, if you will.

But I never wrote you off, Eddie, no not yet. I’m a firm believer in the idea of a comeback kid. That somewhere down the line each loss echoes a new path of success, that we gather our transgressions, improve from our mistakes, and grow stronger with each complication.

That is the main principle of Shadow Cult to improve, to grow stronger, Eddie.

But that is something I will save for a later date.

More importantly you are right, Eddie, you are 100% right. New Era won’t give up on you. That’s the nature of the business. That’s how this company works, how the figureheads work.

They didn’t give up on Trevor Cane.

Or on John Doe.

Same with Chris McMillian.

The list goes on and on with talent they didn’t give up on. Which they should have, they should have trimmed the fat and let go of those bums long before the loss of assets.

But as I told you Eddie, you keep your head up, keep that mentality of one loss isn’t going to matter, nor will two, or three, or four.

Keep on fighting for this opportunity of a life time to be the best you can!

But as you do that, don’t forget the smoke and mirrors trick only holds true for so long before reality bitch slaps you.

First hits a headlock take over that is heard thundering in the room.

Sure there are bumps in the road, Eddie. I tore my rotator cuff courtesy of my team mate Cameron Cruise. That set me out for months. It caused me some very shameful losses in that ring. Bumps in the road but made me stronger today.

Hell, even I will attest, Eddie, I am a green rookie just as much as you are. I have only a year in this industry. Does that mean I don’t know the ropes against a seasoned wrestler?

Maybe I do, maybe I don’t. It all depends on what I do that day in the ring to show differently.

What you showed last week wasn’t impressive. It wasn’t anything at all.

So, while you are on a tirade justifying to ME your loss, which I give a damn about, you should take the time and reevaluate what exactly is going to happen come this Cyberstrike.

What will Eddie Patton do to stop Adrian Willard?

Will it be the same attempts as last week that failed, or will it be a new Eddie Patton, a refreshed one?

I ask because I want you to let it soak then come to that ring ready to battle, giving 100%.

That way when I do lay you out, put you on your ass for three I can say you were at your best and still couldn’t get the fucking job done.

But again, you are too naïve to grasp that. The whole idea that you don’t need to be beat post to post to learn a few things about this sport, you don’t need to have your body slammed into that canvass to gain a few tips on chain wrestling.

Adrian points to the ring behind him where First has a ground hammer lock.

Hell! You can learn it by training with the best, a former World Champion The First and a former Television Champion by way of Cameron Cruise. But you would rather learn the hard way, and I know you will say hard work and effort pays off, that’s what I was taught on the farms of Indiana.

Adrian shakes his head disgusted.

Hard work and effort do pay off, but they just don’t pay off as much as you’d like.

Again, that all comes down to you, it’s about what happens at Cyberstrike. You assume the pressure is on me. I apparently can’t lose, not that I won’t lose, that I can’t.

You’re half right. I can’t lose; I can’t bring myself to fall to you.

Pressure, well, the pressure isn’t on me. I am not the man walking zero and one into this match Season 3. I came out with a win last week I plan to walk out with another win this week. That’s not pressure, that’s expectations.

And I damn sure won’t accept defeat …

Because I have fucking self-respect for myself.

I EXPECT better things.

If I walk in that ring each match saying it’s okay if I lose I am still a winner internally then I should pack my bags and walk out of this industry.

Second place is still a loser I don’t give a damn if you get a medal for it.

You are still NOT number one.

And as long as the belt Fanatic has around his waist sits and DECAYS there we are all LOSERS.

Each loss pushes you further away from the belt. So cut the higher purpose higher calling, shit. You want to be a bottom feeder, be a bottom feeder, take each loss and embrace it.

I will take the wins and take my strides closer to a title shot.

First with Damian Stone.

Then with you.

Next week it will be another sorry es-oh-be that will get put out for a three count.

I want to leave you with this Eddie. You might in your heart of hearts believe you belong in that ring, it’s your calling. You may stand up after each loss head held high proud at the effort you made.

I applaud you for that, being a man that I would NEVER want to be.

You may have that electricity running through your body, your veins.

That drive, that spirit, that ambition.

But here is the fact of the matter Eddie…

I do as well, as does the First, as does Fanatic, Suicide, Larry Tact, and Jonathan Marx.

Get the hint?

We need that fire in our gut and veins to do this sport.

What you feel, we all feel, it’s not special, it’s nothing new. It’s the thrill of battle and wanting to succeed. What you have is generic you just never felt it before.

And I believe you Eddie Patton…I truly believe you.

Lightning can strike ANYWHERE.

And when it does it’s a powerful act of nature.

But it only lasts around zero point three two seconds.

Adrian snaps his finger

GONE.

FADE OUT

 

[TheOriginalSE]

* Eddie Patton RP#2 for C12.

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(FADEIN to a simple New ERA logo. In front of it stands Eddie Patton, smiling.)

PATTON: “Y’know, Mr. Willard, I gotta say, for a man who talks about how he hasn’t written me off yet, you sure do spend a lot of time finding polite ways to call me a loser.”

(He laughs heartily and then smiles again before speaking.)

PATTON: “I guess I shouldn’t expect too much, after all. I ain’t ever won a match here, and people sure as heck don’t know much about me, so they reckon once a loser, always a loser. Just some Podunk kid from Indiana who don’t know nothin’ about nothin’.

“I’ve heard it before, Mr. Willard. I know how gentlemen like you think. There’s never an excuse to lose. The only thing which matters is winning. It defines you and consumes you. You are either the guy with the belt or you ain’t.

“And I ain’t gonna act like I don’t wanna win, Mr. Willard, cause I dang sure do wanna win every time I go out there. But a win ain’t always a win, and a loss ain’t always a loss.

“Me. Well, did I wanna walk away last week with a win? Of course I did. And I didn’t. That’s on me.

“But it was my first match back in the ring in quite awhile, and just about my fourth match wrestlin’ overall. I know you didn’t find it all that impressive. You, with your bragging about training with The First and fighting with the likes of Cameron Cruise.

“I ain’ t got no impressive accomplishments to list, Mr. Willard, but I got somethin’ else.

“See, it’s about winnin’, but it’s also about something else. Excellence. Technique. Grace. Beauty.

“The beauty of a perfectly executed drop toe hold counter. The excellence of a shooting star press. The technique of a swinging neckbreaker or a Fisherman’s suplex.

“Excellent for the sake of excellence. Not to prove to another man whether I belong in that ring cause I already know in my heart that I do. I already know that I didn’t come here to have men explain to me how they think I oughtta wrestle.

“I’ve spent my whole life building up to this moment, but ain’t nobody said it’d be easy once I got here. I know there’s gonna be losses. I’m gonna take more than few lickings, I’m sure. But I also know that I’m gonna get up. I’m gonna do it. The hard way. My way.

“Maybe I’m just stubborn. Maybe that’s the way my pa raised me. I dunno.

“But you keep tellin’ me you didn’t write me off with one hand and then on the other you say I ain’t done nothin’ to impress you, I am just justifyin’ my loss, I’m just too naïve to grasp how this sport works.

“You’re entitled to your opinion, Mr. Willard. Lord knows we all got ‘em.

“But I’m entitled to mine, too. And my opinion is… my career is just getting’ started. My life here ain’t defined yet no matter what you think. And there’s more than one way to skin a cat.

“You and the Shadow Cult may do things your way. I ain’t here to stop ya. But I’m not a man to be dismissed, neither. And that’s precisely what you been doin’.

“You HAVE written me off, Mr. Willard. You shouldn’t be ashamed to dismiss me. To be overconfident. I reckon you earned that right.

“Cause you keep remindin’ me I ain’t special. I ain’t a unique experience.

“Well maybe I’m not. I’m just a guy with a too big heart and a too small brain who wants to light up that ring with everything I got and leave it all out on the canvas.

“At the next Cyberstrike, I’m gonna take the next step. And I won’t promise nothin’. I’m no fortune teller. But Good Lord willin’, you’re gonna know, just like my last opponent did… that I am not just some kid with a head full of rocks.

“My name is Eddie Patton, and that might not be good enough for you, but y’know what?

“It’s good enough for me.”

(FADEOUT.)