Post by JackHammer on Nov 22, 2011 3:43:05 GMT -6
The light shifts as cars drive by in the dusk. Their lights pass as the sounds of the engines change when they pass you by. Some slow, some fast, some on their cell phones swerving from lane to lane, and some just driving horribly. The sun is setting over the average-sized downtown skyline of Chicago. It's Friday, and the nightlife begins soon. JackHammer walks down the street. Down Capitol Blvd. and takes a left on Commerce St. He is strolling quite quickly, but with a relaxed smile over his lips.
"What do I want from this? What do I want from this life I lead? I have it all. The fame. The fortune. The cars and women and houses and the people all at my disposal. Whatever I want to do and whatever I want to say is A-OK by me."[/color]
JackHammer strolls, and a crisp Novemeber wind hits him in the face.[/color]
"Despite all of that, there are still things I want, and still things I need. One thing I need is to be taken as a threat again. I don't think anyone sees me as a real challenge anymore. I don't think anyone sees me as a former World Champion everywhere I've gone, especially while I'm in my one and only home now. Lest they forget that I have beaten the best and come back for another helping? Even in losing, I always gain something. But the one thing that I want again is to feel that weight upon my shoulders...to feel the drive again...to feel 20 lbs. around my waist again."[/color]
JackHammer looks up to see a neon sign above him, yellow with red outline. He grins a bit more and walks in. As he opens the door, a wave of heat hits him in the face and sends a warm shiver down his body. The restaurant he has walked into has a few patrons at the bar, with a few more sitting at booths. JackHammer walks up and catches the female bartender's eye. She smiles warmly and pours his usual drink and passes it to him with a bottle of Bud Select. The bottle of beer has condensation dripping down from it. He smiles and grabs his drinks, taking them to a booth and sliding in.[/color]
"But I know better than most you have to take it one step at a time. Slow and steady wins a lot of races. My next step is to face the biggest joke that is here right now. There have been some jokes before...let me not name them all...but this one takes the gold, silver, and bronze in one fall swoop, Freakke. What is there to say about this one that hasn't already been said? As usual, he thinks that because he has the numbers game down with his wife here with him in the NCW, they own this place. Oh no no no no no."[/color]
JackHammer sips his beer, then takes a swig of his amerato and coke.[/color]
"What I have is quite possibly the best company around. The best wife around. This isn't just my opinion, no, but this man is about as high on the food chain as you can get, quite simply. On one side of you got me the former World champion and the other you got Freakke, two men who have been around this business for a few years. Both have won titles here and there, and both have ended careers. Only one man will walk or crawl away from this match the winner, and that's me the Chi-Town Terror the next Honor champion. Freakke come Breaking Away I plan on destroying you and everyone else in this match. I will add your sorry a*s to the list on people's careers I have ended."[/color]
A waiter, without even being asked, brings JackHammer a plate of food. He is obviously a regular here and everyone knows what he likes.[/color]
"Which brings me to the next ppv. Breaking Away, Bob Grenier vs. JackHammer vs. Jason Evans vs. Jimmy Novak vs. Freakke vs. Disdonn in a showcase match for the number one contendership for the NCW Honor title. I plan on being the one who wins this match and becomes the number one contender for the NCW Honor title and then down the road will face the champ and after kicking his a*s will become the new NCW Honor champ. I show can't wait for Sunday to show up so when I step into the ring with these other's. Things haven't been going to good for me lately here in the NCW and I plan on taking out my frustrations out on the others come Sunday."[/color]
JackHammer laughs and shakes his head. He takes a bite of his food and sips away at his drink, enjoying them both as time slips away.[/color]
Fade to black.........................[/color]
"What do I want from this? What do I want from this life I lead? I have it all. The fame. The fortune. The cars and women and houses and the people all at my disposal. Whatever I want to do and whatever I want to say is A-OK by me."[/color]
JackHammer strolls, and a crisp Novemeber wind hits him in the face.[/color]
"Despite all of that, there are still things I want, and still things I need. One thing I need is to be taken as a threat again. I don't think anyone sees me as a real challenge anymore. I don't think anyone sees me as a former World Champion everywhere I've gone, especially while I'm in my one and only home now. Lest they forget that I have beaten the best and come back for another helping? Even in losing, I always gain something. But the one thing that I want again is to feel that weight upon my shoulders...to feel the drive again...to feel 20 lbs. around my waist again."[/color]
JackHammer looks up to see a neon sign above him, yellow with red outline. He grins a bit more and walks in. As he opens the door, a wave of heat hits him in the face and sends a warm shiver down his body. The restaurant he has walked into has a few patrons at the bar, with a few more sitting at booths. JackHammer walks up and catches the female bartender's eye. She smiles warmly and pours his usual drink and passes it to him with a bottle of Bud Select. The bottle of beer has condensation dripping down from it. He smiles and grabs his drinks, taking them to a booth and sliding in.[/color]
"But I know better than most you have to take it one step at a time. Slow and steady wins a lot of races. My next step is to face the biggest joke that is here right now. There have been some jokes before...let me not name them all...but this one takes the gold, silver, and bronze in one fall swoop, Freakke. What is there to say about this one that hasn't already been said? As usual, he thinks that because he has the numbers game down with his wife here with him in the NCW, they own this place. Oh no no no no no."[/color]
JackHammer sips his beer, then takes a swig of his amerato and coke.[/color]
"What I have is quite possibly the best company around. The best wife around. This isn't just my opinion, no, but this man is about as high on the food chain as you can get, quite simply. On one side of you got me the former World champion and the other you got Freakke, two men who have been around this business for a few years. Both have won titles here and there, and both have ended careers. Only one man will walk or crawl away from this match the winner, and that's me the Chi-Town Terror the next Honor champion. Freakke come Breaking Away I plan on destroying you and everyone else in this match. I will add your sorry a*s to the list on people's careers I have ended."[/color]
A waiter, without even being asked, brings JackHammer a plate of food. He is obviously a regular here and everyone knows what he likes.[/color]
"Which brings me to the next ppv. Breaking Away, Bob Grenier vs. JackHammer vs. Jason Evans vs. Jimmy Novak vs. Freakke vs. Disdonn in a showcase match for the number one contendership for the NCW Honor title. I plan on being the one who wins this match and becomes the number one contender for the NCW Honor title and then down the road will face the champ and after kicking his a*s will become the new NCW Honor champ. I show can't wait for Sunday to show up so when I step into the ring with these other's. Things haven't been going to good for me lately here in the NCW and I plan on taking out my frustrations out on the others come Sunday."[/color]
JackHammer laughs and shakes his head. He takes a bite of his food and sips away at his drink, enjoying them both as time slips away.[/color]
Fade to black.........................[/color]
