Post by Lance "The Icon" Ryan on Jun 1, 2010 18:02:25 GMT -6
Judge: Ms. Ryan would you please stand?
~*~*~Sadly this is not the first time that wrestling has seen the inside of a courtroom, and odds are that it will not be he last. This however is one of the few times that anyone in the wrestling business has seen the inside of a divorce courtroom. Cassandra Ryan stands as the judge rustles through some paperwork.~*~*~[/i]
Stefan: You may wonder why I am here. I feel like someone should be here on Lance’s behalf, seeing as he didn’t show up for his own settlement. Besides, I wanted a closer look at how the other half live, the ones that believe in love and success in life. It seems like inevitably they all end up right here, fighting in court over the things that they worked so hard for. The only difference is that in this case, he didn’t even show up to fight for the things that he worked so damn hard for. Just goes to show that once again I am right. Everyone’s hero Lance Ryan, is a coward.
Ms. Ryan, seeing as Lance decided not to show up in this courtroom today, I have no other choice but to grant you all of the things that you are seeking.
~*~*~Cassandra turns around and looks in the direction of Stefan and shakes her head.~*~*~[/i]
She keeps looking back at me, I think she likes me.
~*~*~Cassandra mouths the word “why” to Stefan and seemingly he ignores her. She turns around and faces the judge.~*~*~[/i]
In the case of Cassandra Ryan vs Lance Ryan I have no choice but to grant Cassandra Ryan full custody of their son, Zell Ryan as their has been no contestation by the other party. Also, I am granting the home that was shared between the two to Cassandra Ryan as she needs a place to raise her son, I am also ordering Lance Ryan to defer 50% of the family’s savings to Cassandra and Zell, and also to start the process to set up child support for his son. All of thee provisions must be met under law, and if they are not it is punishable under Canadian law. I will meet back with both parties in two months time to ensure that the process has been started and is working it’s way along.
~*~*~The judge slams his gavel and everyone in the court-room stands to their feet.~*~*~[/i]
Poor bugger. Didn’t even show up and he just lost everything officially. There is no legal course for him to fight back now.
~*~*~Stefan rises up from his seat and walks out of the court-room and starts walking down the street. He pulls his grey hood up over his head, stares at the ground and starts to speak.~*~*~[/i]
One life heads down in a huge spiral, and another is on it’s way up. It is the way of yin and yang. Everything in the world has a sense of balance. I am not sure why the lives of Lance and myself are tied in together, but his name keeps coming up in my presence and it is an odd occurrence. It seems that he has watched on as his life fell apart, he walked away from wrestling, lost his wife, lost his child, now he is also losing his home and half of his income. I, on the other hand seem to be able to do no wrong. I am looking straight down a path of success at the moment. I found a new place to live, a new standing in life and even a new job, working for nCw. This Sunday I get a chance to improve my lot in life and win something that seems to hold some meaning in the wrestling world, the X Division Title. Four guys all fighting for one title. However I do know that there will only be one winner, and if there is one thing that I have proven, it is that Stefan Rzany is indeed a winner.
I can only hope and pray that nCw has given me some better competition than Jack Ace and Nathan Doe. I laid to waste the village idiot and the incomparable sociopath. This time I get to at least take on three guys that have won something. Not the least of which is…
~*~*~Stefan reaches into the pocket of his hoodie and he pulls out what appears to be a picture. He turns the photo around and we recognize the deranged face that is now facing the camera.~*~*~[/i]
Freakke the Clown. I had to laugh when I saw that they were actually putting me in the ring with a clown….well, I should say that I MAY be in the ring with Freakke because you see, this company in it’s infinite wisdom, it has decided that we will not know the order of entry in this match until Sunday Night when the music hits. Kind of sad really, at least if you ask me. I mean, after facing Ace and Doe, I really did not think that nCw could find me a bigger freak, and yet, now I am facing a clown.
I think this gimmick was played out back in the early nineties, but that’s just me.
Freakke, let me get something straight for you. The name is Stefan Rzany. Not Bob, not Pansy and certainly not Lance Ryan. Again, it never ceases to amaze me that you all see fit to call me by this name. I am sad to say that I am not the man that you think I am.
Also, Freakke, I have a pointer for you. Generally when wrestlers do this promo thing, they tend to say something meaningful, something worthwhile…something of substance…then again, I am not sure if you are familiar with the concept of intelligencem so perhaps I should leave generalities and perceptions out of the conversation and confront the man that you think you are. A clown, the great entertainer…I have seen your type before. You are a perennial hide and seeker Freakke. You hide yourself behind face-paint and you are essentially a man that has no lot in life. You think that you entertain, but your act is old and worn out. I remember when you tried to be a friendly clown, now you have switched it up I see, obviously that didn’t work. People don’t live clowns like they used to, of course, as you are finding out, they really don’t care about clowns at all. Love and hate are such strong feelings, it takes a lot to elicit either one from anyone, it seems to me from watching your little escapades that the reality is that nobody around you really feels anything strongly, save for perhaps boredom. See, when people yell swear words at you and walk on past like you are a waste of space, generally the consensus is that you are relatively irrelevant.
However, I must give you some credit, somehow you did find your way into this match.
Freakke, jump in line, seems that nCw has given me the typical line up of bizarre freaks of nature. You can jump right in behind Doe and Ace, but I assure you, your fate is already sealed, you will fall in the same way that they did. Emphatically. See, at the end of the day, you matter to me for only one reason Freakke. You are standing between me and the title.
You may incite fear in some, but trust me when I say that the fear is not felt by me. I have no fear of clowns, I in fact am rather indifferent. I will lay you out, slap the paint off of your face and show you that you belong on the streets as a busker. After all, that is where clowns belong. Homeless, jobless and hopeless is what you are and what you will forever be. Freakke, you want to talk about returning wrestlers, I am not sure where you get your facts from, but I am no returnee. Rather, I am an upstart, and I will be your worst nightmare.
~*~*~Stefan stops walking and turns to see a building that is burning and there are firemen trying to put the fire out. He walks closely by the fire and tosses the photo into the fire.~*~*~[/i]
Freakke, your time has run out. You can continue to hide away from the spotlights after you are eliminated from this match. Darkness Falls.
~*~*~Sadly this is not the first time that wrestling has seen the inside of a courtroom, and odds are that it will not be he last. This however is one of the few times that anyone in the wrestling business has seen the inside of a divorce courtroom. Cassandra Ryan stands as the judge rustles through some paperwork.~*~*~[/i]
Stefan: You may wonder why I am here. I feel like someone should be here on Lance’s behalf, seeing as he didn’t show up for his own settlement. Besides, I wanted a closer look at how the other half live, the ones that believe in love and success in life. It seems like inevitably they all end up right here, fighting in court over the things that they worked so hard for. The only difference is that in this case, he didn’t even show up to fight for the things that he worked so damn hard for. Just goes to show that once again I am right. Everyone’s hero Lance Ryan, is a coward.
Ms. Ryan, seeing as Lance decided not to show up in this courtroom today, I have no other choice but to grant you all of the things that you are seeking.
~*~*~Cassandra turns around and looks in the direction of Stefan and shakes her head.~*~*~[/i]
She keeps looking back at me, I think she likes me.
~*~*~Cassandra mouths the word “why” to Stefan and seemingly he ignores her. She turns around and faces the judge.~*~*~[/i]
In the case of Cassandra Ryan vs Lance Ryan I have no choice but to grant Cassandra Ryan full custody of their son, Zell Ryan as their has been no contestation by the other party. Also, I am granting the home that was shared between the two to Cassandra Ryan as she needs a place to raise her son, I am also ordering Lance Ryan to defer 50% of the family’s savings to Cassandra and Zell, and also to start the process to set up child support for his son. All of thee provisions must be met under law, and if they are not it is punishable under Canadian law. I will meet back with both parties in two months time to ensure that the process has been started and is working it’s way along.
~*~*~The judge slams his gavel and everyone in the court-room stands to their feet.~*~*~[/i]
Poor bugger. Didn’t even show up and he just lost everything officially. There is no legal course for him to fight back now.
~*~*~Stefan rises up from his seat and walks out of the court-room and starts walking down the street. He pulls his grey hood up over his head, stares at the ground and starts to speak.~*~*~[/i]
One life heads down in a huge spiral, and another is on it’s way up. It is the way of yin and yang. Everything in the world has a sense of balance. I am not sure why the lives of Lance and myself are tied in together, but his name keeps coming up in my presence and it is an odd occurrence. It seems that he has watched on as his life fell apart, he walked away from wrestling, lost his wife, lost his child, now he is also losing his home and half of his income. I, on the other hand seem to be able to do no wrong. I am looking straight down a path of success at the moment. I found a new place to live, a new standing in life and even a new job, working for nCw. This Sunday I get a chance to improve my lot in life and win something that seems to hold some meaning in the wrestling world, the X Division Title. Four guys all fighting for one title. However I do know that there will only be one winner, and if there is one thing that I have proven, it is that Stefan Rzany is indeed a winner.
I can only hope and pray that nCw has given me some better competition than Jack Ace and Nathan Doe. I laid to waste the village idiot and the incomparable sociopath. This time I get to at least take on three guys that have won something. Not the least of which is…
~*~*~Stefan reaches into the pocket of his hoodie and he pulls out what appears to be a picture. He turns the photo around and we recognize the deranged face that is now facing the camera.~*~*~[/i]
Freakke the Clown. I had to laugh when I saw that they were actually putting me in the ring with a clown….well, I should say that I MAY be in the ring with Freakke because you see, this company in it’s infinite wisdom, it has decided that we will not know the order of entry in this match until Sunday Night when the music hits. Kind of sad really, at least if you ask me. I mean, after facing Ace and Doe, I really did not think that nCw could find me a bigger freak, and yet, now I am facing a clown.
I think this gimmick was played out back in the early nineties, but that’s just me.
Freakke, let me get something straight for you. The name is Stefan Rzany. Not Bob, not Pansy and certainly not Lance Ryan. Again, it never ceases to amaze me that you all see fit to call me by this name. I am sad to say that I am not the man that you think I am.
Also, Freakke, I have a pointer for you. Generally when wrestlers do this promo thing, they tend to say something meaningful, something worthwhile…something of substance…then again, I am not sure if you are familiar with the concept of intelligencem so perhaps I should leave generalities and perceptions out of the conversation and confront the man that you think you are. A clown, the great entertainer…I have seen your type before. You are a perennial hide and seeker Freakke. You hide yourself behind face-paint and you are essentially a man that has no lot in life. You think that you entertain, but your act is old and worn out. I remember when you tried to be a friendly clown, now you have switched it up I see, obviously that didn’t work. People don’t live clowns like they used to, of course, as you are finding out, they really don’t care about clowns at all. Love and hate are such strong feelings, it takes a lot to elicit either one from anyone, it seems to me from watching your little escapades that the reality is that nobody around you really feels anything strongly, save for perhaps boredom. See, when people yell swear words at you and walk on past like you are a waste of space, generally the consensus is that you are relatively irrelevant.
However, I must give you some credit, somehow you did find your way into this match.
Freakke, jump in line, seems that nCw has given me the typical line up of bizarre freaks of nature. You can jump right in behind Doe and Ace, but I assure you, your fate is already sealed, you will fall in the same way that they did. Emphatically. See, at the end of the day, you matter to me for only one reason Freakke. You are standing between me and the title.
You may incite fear in some, but trust me when I say that the fear is not felt by me. I have no fear of clowns, I in fact am rather indifferent. I will lay you out, slap the paint off of your face and show you that you belong on the streets as a busker. After all, that is where clowns belong. Homeless, jobless and hopeless is what you are and what you will forever be. Freakke, you want to talk about returning wrestlers, I am not sure where you get your facts from, but I am no returnee. Rather, I am an upstart, and I will be your worst nightmare.
~*~*~Stefan stops walking and turns to see a building that is burning and there are firemen trying to put the fire out. He walks closely by the fire and tosses the photo into the fire.~*~*~[/i]
Freakke, your time has run out. You can continue to hide away from the spotlights after you are eliminated from this match. Darkness Falls.