7/25/ 2019 @ Bloodline Estate in Mansfield, Ohio 10AM.THE ALARM...The curtains open and the sunlight streams in, the silver hair female with a perfect hour glass and big puppy dog eyes turns and looks out our hourglass starts buzzing and I jump up slamming my head off the bunk above my head. I groan and roll out from under it. Slowly I look around seeing the rusted, moldy cell where I had fallen asleep. I pull my phone out of my pocket and dismiss the annoying noise. This is how I made sure to be places on time. The volunteers, I pay them but they insist that I owe them nothing. I hear two young males chuckle already setting things up around me. Glad I could give them something funny to start the day off about as Luna shoos them away from the door way and shuts it.
Scythe- They are just curious Luna, I am decent leave them be.
Charles:
Good morning chief.This kid with jet black hair standing next to his younger brother who has golden hair combed in the opposite direction.
Teddy:
My Lord the season is getting close. Is Lord Trueblood joining us this year?I know he means our Mansfield Reformatory opening season. Some new faces and some old might return and that is what he is excited about I remember being brought up around this. Those wildly dark eyes, the fierce blue these young men remind me of how ambitious I used to be. Am I still like that? I am more hungry than ambitious… If I am not than my opponent Ripley will make sure I pay for it, he did beat Emily Falls rather convincingly.
Scythe-
He is, I think Raven will be pleased with this place.Now I always feel tired, but won’t let my body sleep because I want to squeeze in as many hours as I can. The dissociation from Raven lately hasn’t even really bothered me now that I know he is not mad or sad just busy. He is as busy as me, he doesn’t know what I did, he doesn’t know how I fell back into the darkness, how I have relapsed. I am ashamed of losing that pride he holds for me.
These two boys seem happy that my mentor might be impressed by their work. I see how they might be slacking around a little bit. That pride I feel knowing how he stays headstrong since taking me as his nephew. That day I felt my own pride, call it a delusion if you must, but I know that it is something unconditional I was unaware of until our kinship..something other people call Family. These boys had that absent until coming to do community service here, their homes neglect them.
Scythe-
However it might be Ella’s heart you might want to charm. Plus you have forgotten you Lady, after all Miranda lives for the harvest and to me this seems like you are taking the focus away from her.The boys laugh about that, they are only 12 years old to them when they look at her they just see a giant woman with long lady Godiva hair and glowing skin. I feel my emotions soften a little remembering a time when I was younger like them. He has never been on to lead with negativity so he looks around at their hard work cleaning up the Prison Estate. The boys have a long way to go, but they seem to be making tiny progress.
I finally stand up still feeling dizzy, whatever I had gotten up to last night was sticking with me. The young ones return to their work and Luna helps me make it to my wardrobe so I can change behind my folding screen out of my pajamas into me clothes for the day.
Coke Mountain from the top rope, KJ I believe laughed, do people really find it that funny? Brandon Young taps out in fourteen seconds, that’s actually impressive. That or the Devil’s Lock is very weak, a Submission move should take five seconds tops, maybe, ten if it takes awhile to set up. If I had hit my Heaven’s Fall it would have been over in just three seconds, but of course that does take time to set up.
Courtney-
Hi my name is Courtney, I have followed your career. My little boy is really a fan of you. She chuckles, I have that effect on women, so I am numb to it by this point in my life it is more of an annoyance. I just like doing my job, I smile to be polite and nod my head along to seem interested. She does grab my interest with some details like her son being diagnosed with .... I look down at him catching his name out of her mouth …
”Steven.” He is a short little guy with honey gold eyes overlapping his mother's blue that makes its own light violet. I see a terror in those eyes as she continues to talk. That must be scary to know your mother just blurts this out to new people, I knelt down to look at him on his level.
Scythe-
“Oh… that must be frustrating for the little guy, how old are you?”I ask him directly. She starts to answer for him.
Courtney-
“He is seven he will be eight on the 19th of September though.”I fell for it, the talker I felt concerned for the child and the female now thinks I care what she has to say. The conversation turns into how frustrating it is on her to deal with a different child than most. Deep down I hate the sins my mother committed, but this is creating sympathy for how much she truly kept from me. This town knows what she did, I don’t so what do I really care?
This woman is so overwhelmed she must reach out to a very low key rabble-rouser to unload. The time slipped by eventually I convinced her I could do some face painting while she talked. Steven smiled and nodded he seemed to like this idea. Why I thought of this? I stick to what works I guess. That was when I think I got a one on one with the ladies’ son. She played on her phone. He was full of questions. Ones that made me have to stop to think on how to alter for his age.
Kid#2-
Why do you paint your face?Scythe-
To become one with the inner darkness, it is given to us for a reason. You must not snuff it out, you must master it. Otherwise you let it become your master, life is a card game you need to learn when to fold and save your chips. You are in control little dude, you are the only one that can truly hold yourself accountable for everything you have and have lost in life. What does that look like to you? Sometimes I just draw on paper because it is not a part of me but it needs to be released from me. However I am fighting right now so when I am in that ring I am like a living work of art. I am not just the man I was born as, I am the man I want to be. Rather they embrace that or admit it all of Mile High Wrestling I feel is the same. The entire world might be like that, but I am not 100 percent positive about that statement.He smiles and picks out a diff color for his pattern, he is interested in everything I say. I always feel anger at the adults that can’t handle how serious I am like this child is fascinated. It is natural the idea seems to be appealing to him as his wheels are turning listening to what I say. His eyes seem to move from side to side as does his head, but my hand can move with him able to steadily move the brush.
Scythe-
Your mom says you can’t do a lot of contact sports huh, or I think that she mentioned it somewhere. That must make you feel left out?He nods his head up and down, I understand feeling left out like that.
Scythe-
Well use your imagination however you need to in order to keep yourself healthy. There is no harm in maintaining your own joy, are you hurting yourself or other people?He shook his head as I look at him, I hear her behind me start talking to someone else about how she will not be able to pay me and I understand why things might be so confusing and cloudy for him.
Scythe- That is the most important thing. I am not beating myself up over mistakes, if my past that got me my job doesn't matter should my losses?
Luna joins him holding the door to his car open so his assistant Ms. Jessica can get into the back seat while he gets into the front. Luna gets in the drivers seat and there is a pause as everyone buckles up. Scythe is filled in on the daily meetings and task, his brunch with Miranda, workout at the gym, press conference about Match with Ripley...
Scythe- Cancel that. Jess, I will be talking about whatever I feel like, if Ripley comes up then so be it. He is just a casualty of war right now and that makes my heart sad, I feel in another world we could have greatly respected one another. I just can't shake this desire, the feeling that I don't get against men like Tyke Index.
His hand travels from his chin to the door with a thud. The girls look at one another, in extreme cases he might need Valium, but Scythe isn't going to get that bad?
Scythe- I will prepare for this match my way, I will play my music and dance my dance the way I see fit, people will adapt or get left out in the cold to freeze in the long night.
Who is Ripley? Just one of my Victims.Miranda called me and explained that the press has been wanting to track me down.
Needles to say this BRUNCH is not very relaxing. She is not a very laid back business woman, she likes to have a tight reign on my security. The things I did at HcW made her sick. I have been focused on Young, he has not said much, how is the young one
affected by this loss? I just am so worried about the kid, is this his
first big loss? I did talk him up a lot, that was in poor taste of me. I
have been taking them left and right so I haven’t even thought about it to be honest. I am all Andy Dufresne while everyone else is the Sisters to me around this federation. I am used to it. How horrible is that to admit?
Why are you such a freak?!
Skype, Skythe, Swiper quit swiping. For real?Why are you such a reclose Scythe? Talk more… Why you just laugh...
Scythe … a tool for reaping crops or souls...Miranda laughs. I smirk a little I figured the souls would tickle her a little. The hype around the newly announced match is Scythe could compete in a solo career, it is already starting to snowball, presumably... or to me it feels so.
Ripley is a popular name in MHW, work ethic, loyal and Scythe is seen as an outsider still to the cult fanatics. Someone the staff can’t even take the time to correctly pronounce the name of. Miranda laughed and giggles so hard she can’t breathe while I turn into a cold emotionless being. HcW loyalist that followed Snakebite here, the invisible, buried Snakebite…The ones that listen to Coke Mountain rantings and ravings, waiting for secret messages to be blurted out. Messages I hear in my sleep, things Tyke Index KNOWS that haunt me once again.
I am not blind to how much of a flop I am turning into. My chest always feels so tight when I am asked about it. Here with her I can just talk about it, I am not recorded, I am not documented for a record.
I just want to fight, I like interacting with the fans. I am not as concerned about winning or losing as how I look when I do either. My image means more to me than the idiots concussing the death out of each other could imagine. wanting to use what I am capable of when I am out there fighting does anyone get that? … do they care? I am sure they are having fun with the character assassination, whatever I am not like that. I never will be, I like being part of some big tapestry. why do all the other things really matter? I can only be the man I have been my entire career, if that isn't good enough for Mile High I am not sure what to tell those watching at home.
She reaches across the table and puts her hands on mine. She grins her nose wrinkling, her dangerous allure bringing my defenses down more as she snickers about how adorable I look. I pull my hands away from her and push my brunch away so the waitress can take it. Miranda loves tormenting me when she knows that makes me feel like a little boy. "You are over thinking, I am sure people will love you just like I do. Other than Tyke Index he made it clear last time I watched him that he is totally over you. I could be wrong, but I took it that way. There are lots of new opponents to fight, and that Titaness woman you had a hardcore battle with she is around this MHW right?
I have no idea what I am to those people in the crowd Miranda! When I am playing the music, or performing any type of art it doesn’t seem to be “me” it really seems to be an energy that I borrow from everyone that lets me. These matches it has felt I am not sure tainted...
I can tell Miranda is worried when she asks if she needs to call off work to accompany me home, but I assure her I am fine. LIAR … GUILTY! She might.
I drink another glass of water as she settles the check and I take my next scheduled med, this helps with the withdraws? I found myself staring into my reflection off office building windows, I start to wonder who it is and then think of a conversation to start before I remember what I look like. "Dude... are you sure that you are ok?" Miranda asks before getting into a cab, I must be a great actor because I convince Luna and Jessica they can take a lunch and leave me alone to walk.
These long walks home have been getting longer, I hate automobiles, I start not to trust the people I see all the time. what if it takes over? If I can I will avoid them just like I do social media, I don’t like being tracked or traced. I might ride a bicycle, but I am not that coordinated a unicycle surprisingly more so. What good does it do though? An extra thing to carry really, eh. I look through the fence at the old newspaper building, once the grand-central station for current events.
I have walked past this old newspaper factory before, what good is the place now? The journalist had to relocate, the building is empty, all the printing machines broken or sold off. Was it that the company refused to update? They refused to chase stories that have no depth but are just paper sellers, the same as cyber click bait. Our times have changed, but the human experience hasn’t really. We still get jealous, we still feel anger or confusion. I want to use the rest of my time alive to shed these. I am not a greedy man, I want to share my experience. Yet when the time came to forget the past and move on I fell for it, I conformed just like everything I hate so passionately. I didn’t autocorrect people for mispronouncing my “hippie” name. I can be too nice of a man, but I consider other people I guess that makes me different. I let Nature take care of things it has a natural way of resetting, forest fires, mudslides, hurricanes, there are many ways things hit that hard reset to become balanced out. I kick the rocks and walk on, I have lost my direction not, but the part of town that looks the most friendly is up ahead of me so I walk that way. By this time the teenage boys recording me on this android phones isn't phasing me. I just don't have time to acknowledge people interrupting me anymore. I continue talking and they capture what I say, they upload it, I know what I said, I don't need to see it. Pro Wrestling, it knows a man named Scythe Bloodline. You recording me, you are not looking for That Christian born man I was baptized as.
Confusion fills them, and this pleases me. I love making people uncomfortable and guessing, they don't care if they do it to me or those younger than them. I think of it as justice.
What is your name? I ask the one guy.
Oh Alex. this is Louis..
I feel like I am on the boat at the end of Jaws not a solid street, this is my body recovery. It is so angry, how can I keep putting myself through this all the time?! The BMW pulls off the road onto the side walk scattering the teens, Luna gets out threatening them right away to get off me. I lean back against the fencing for support standing, if I could I would take a drink from a flask right now, but instead I am twitching and brush my hair back. It is hard to know anything it wrong until I get like this, that is why I hate life without wrestling. I catch myself from falling as Luna is about to catch me, a few months ago I would have just feinted like a lumberjack cut me down himself.
I am fine, they are fine. (looks right at camera eye) When I became a grown man, I did not want to hold my birth name anymore. That is the man who let himself become a victim to coke mountain again, and I own that. I am always thinking about it analyzing it calculating how to improve my movement on the mat, because Tyke Index has gained back his victory I took from him I think over a year ago. He evolved in places where I regressed. It is not an excuse on why Brandon and I have so much growing to do yet he still lasted longer than Gabriel Ohio did in his debut, I will have to go back and watch it again. I am proud of the kid. What I saw at the Spectacular the first event I watched was a man already defeated, he wanted to die, he seen that fight as a way to end it. Tyke is a greedy man coming back after that. Make no mistake about that, he wants what he wants and he goes after it... not that I can respect. Persistence. That is what I see in common with my next opponent Ripley. I am not going to take a road of Tyke Index and if you think I am than find another channel to watch. Scythe Bloodline is not the roster member to watch.
How has he done since my defeat? That was pretty generous wasn’t it? I tap my temple with my index finger, I wasn’t worried about Tyke as much as he was winning and I knew that. I just wanted to fight another day, mission completed, he didn't know that though. Did he?
Ripley I have been there and done that against Tyke Index and I am not concerned about what two guys who can't put away a noob in under fourteen second. If I would have killed myself to beat Tyke, well I would have been worried about this estate and coasting I guess out of boredom. Nobody can do my job the way I can. I like having fun don’t most people? The top is too political, I hate it. Can you blame a guy? I much rather be part of the three ring circus than the top hats making fun of it.
So you did what let him win?
Short sighted, I am talking to divinely for you I guess. I am called a jerk, but children understand perfectly fine. I fail to care about my adult fanatics, but I think of the kids, their smiles how my coworkers ignore those in need. I am not educated on all of Mile High, but I know enough to know when I am part of the main course. This is about a record for them and making statistics the most of us who is in the spotlight? The fans need someone that is more than a champion. Sure they have rebels to root for, they have party people, but who has heart, who has some soul? Ripley could be that man? That win against Emily Falls was something special wasn’t it, Gabriel Ohio has been quite the road block though. Our match is a show stealer on paper Ripley. You are a man looking for that extra rocket boost to the big of that big wheel I talked about.
The fans, they are trapped, they see this big wheel of gladiators fighting for power and that is all it is. Spinning and spinning seeing who will be at the top next, who will be the spokes that keep it secure, as I said Tyke Index is one, what a surprise. Gabriel Ohio that is a little of a shock. I think you are one Ripley and you lost to Gabriel. I didn’t think he was that good in multiple person matches, I mean you people realize he is not the Giant off the Princess Bride right? He's been like the Mountain smashing a skull off a brick wall, not Andre fighting 25 men in a battle royal and throwing them all off to amaze thousands. What do you people want to see? You have more variety than an 80s kid getting 90s cable for the first time. Was that really what brought me back to just be tossed into the sea again?
So why did you return? West side is a big place for wrestling these days Scythe.
The two guys chuckle. Am I just here to prove myself? I have reunited with Raven, I have broken away from the Family, I seem to be doing fine so seems ok to me. I might feel like I have gone ten rounds in a boxing ring of emotion, but I can keep going.
Who can define my success? I always seem to be off in my own world I guess why I stay away from people until bell time. (shrugs)
Sometimes I have been caught outside like now and asked if it was Tyke Index that lured me back? (they didn't say that, but...)
I had no idea he worked here until after I signed, I thought he retired, there was no Coke Mountain podcast, I hadn’t heard anyone mention him being twitterpated or whatever. I felt alone in the world that I wouldn't let die. I am just a worker that does what my boss thinks is best, and I toss in an idea or two when they come to my mind. Other than that what you see is what you get and when I am out there I am me amped up to 103!Tyke is a fighter that has never liked me, the past makes money, so when people gripe over and over. We don’t care Scythe what you did, ah… but you do because you keep talking about me. It gets old yet you keep going, I guess I will keep watching until... I don't. Hell I haven’t done anything in ages either! I chased Ruth and Evie Jones away from wrestling because, I don’t know... but their cousin wanted a divorce so I gave her one and then they stopped talking and poof! Excommunicated. Such is life, people cut ties with me fast and seem to flush me down the drain like toilet paper. I am not really concerned with impressing anyone, I would like equal respect, but we are all animals. I know in that ring just like Tyke Index was looking to hit that Coke Mountain on me that Ripley is going to be looking for that Mark of Failure he can use to impact me. Something to stop my game so his can keep going in a better direction, the survival of the fittest not a corporation but a jungle.
A fox might coexist with a wolf, but deep down they both know they are competing to survive. That is what I am doing here is anyone EVER has that question, I am here because it helps me SURVIVE. I hope you are not making the mistake of seeing me as a sheep Ripley? A man can have bad luck and still be a warrior, he can be bleeding and still be alive. You’ve shown that to be true, I counted you out and you came back against Emily Falls. I lost a bit of money on that, a step backwards on my part. At least from my perception, but I am out there to inspire. Mostly myself you are an opponent that interest me. This is a match that I can work with like the Barf your Brains out battle royal.
My breathing has gotten better my cardio last longer, I find myself with a reason to wake up on time and get things done. I want to pay attention to how my days are going up until Episode twenty and this makes me smile just a little bit more throughout the day. I might stop to read the tabloids while shopping for groceries though, or I see the wrestling magazines question my abilities and accolades I have already earned. I see the opinions of the locker room who's boss hired me to help fatten them up with judgemental eyes like any young beast would be over territory. It cuts. When I entered the Battle Royal I wasn’t expecting to be a huge deal, but at least I give a damn. So if none of you in the back see that you honestly can shove off. This has been my first REAL motivation to work towards.
My intensity spikes, I place my fingers on my temple hoping to calm myself down before I continue. My past has made ME who I AM… YEA…. you all heard that! I am not ashamed of any of it. Who cares about Tyke Index? (I do…) He is a champion now right who is to say that is not a butterfly effect? Wait did he get that chance from something happening in the past? Holy Jesus?! Who just returned at the last big show we had, oh that masked man was Lance Mikes, wonder why he was such an important person? You think my eyes are not watching, keep telling me how much the past doesn't matter you all look like idiots. Miss Blue, your debut didn’t look that impressive to me what have you done lately? Ripley has done more than you to my calculations and you both were in that match Gabriel Ohio won.
This match is something that has never happened before Scythe Bloodline versus Ripley. This match is something that NEVER would have happened if S-C-Y-T-H-E Bloodline would not have signed on that dotted line for Mile High Wrestling. This match is a match that I know people will want to see because they have never seen it before and they might not ever get to see it happen again, you never know in the wrestling industry. It gets my pulse rate up to think about as well, the first time you do anything really does doesn’t it? I would like to think I could always win, but I am too much of a realist to think 100 percent like that. I have to trust my training I have to stick to that discipline that I set out for myself.
I was worried, I wasn’t on the right path, that I was spiraling out of control, but then I realized that I am right where I need to be. Everything is going to be alright. I was letting the wrong people’s words influence what I felt and that was wrong, we have all been there before, haven't we? I am sure some watching at home can relate...
Wavy Crockett….He put himself in this position. He's too nice to people. He should have challenged Young to a one on one match instead of finding himself in a Tag Match.What position? The one I want? I rather be myself than something fake. I am not out to destroy things, the world has outgrown people like that, fact. I think I heard a sweet melody of your windpipe crushing and cracking, but might have been my imagination? Isn’t that what fans pay for? Wisecracks getting decimated? So keep playing it up, I just want a warning to be ringside that would be a hell of a selfie.
I am beginning to ramble now, the boys seems to be shocked I am going on and on. Luna puts her hands on my shoulder. She hurries me along back to the car, that sounds nice. A nap could be what I need this hot sun it has been getting to me that is all it is. She hands me a water and I take a drink as she drives me back to the Reformatory where our group is staying until the fall season will close.
bon voyage @ Bloodline Estate in Mansfield, Ohio 12AM
I stumble through the door. Jessica grabs me helping me sit in the foyer to take off my boots. This is withdrawal with added sleep derivation, I took stuff a little too far. I wanted to walk farther today, I heard them laughing more. What more can I do to prepare?
Persephone tuck her two little girls into bed, do people ever think of this as a modern day Jonestown? Why do women flock here, Jo my ex used to say I made her feel safe, Evie was my best friend now where are they, gone. P another wayward soul drawn to me dismisses Jessica and helps me to my room. I could see it though we all get along better and nobody seems to be starving and miserable, we look like a cult. I laugh about this and she asks me what so funny, I am too scared to tell her tho. Any of them get defensive over being called the C word, any C word. I am sure we inspire that stigmatic fear for those that see us though. Today felt like it dragged on forever and just won’t end. I can’t stop feeling like a storm cloud is hanging over me and everywhere I go it follows me.
Persephone- Hey Scythe, whatcha doing out so late? You can’t sleep?Scythe-
Uh.. I guess not, I am just not feeling much like sleeping. I am thinking a lot. Nightmares.She has a lot more traveling than I have, I been boarded and tutored all my life with people to help me. She took care of herself from a young age happy she was a female so she could use the advantages. She takes a seat next to me on a bench looking out over the courtyard as the moon is bright out tonight. She had chores to do for her job on the nightshift, no time to sit and talk to me, but yet here she is. Unless I am an excuse to get out of working?
Scythe-
I’m not ashamed of what happened at Rise Again. I do feel I need to say Brandon you needs to embrace his weaknesses, our opponents did that. They finally accepted that they are at the bottom. They have a long way to climb to get to that prestigious mountain top. Persephone- I never said anything. Sounds like like you need to embarrass your own weakness, are you still going to do this tag team thing or are you going to do a solo thing?She should know better I will not abandon someone, once I make a deal or say something I stick to my word even if it kills me to keep it.
Scythe-
He is cocky, that can be great if he learns to use it for good. He avoids high risk, now he must master that tolerance to pain and learn to escape. Even the most inescapable situations the ring can be your friend. I see all the potential in the world in him just like Raven once seen in me. The people they like Ripley, I know this because he is still around when he has many other places to go. Would a guy really keep coming back to a place he is hated or not treated well? This is not his last resort, it is not a life line it is a choice that he freely returns to out of some desire. That type of passion, that type of desire that is what brought me to signing a contract here.What made you sign Brandon?
By all means Ripley if I am leading this guy astray than give me some feedback. I am silly speaking to my opponent like a spirit! Are you the type of fighter that wants your opponents to grow, to get better? Ok Scythe stop this, you are tired man.
P...You just out for yourself, you wanting to step on others just to advance? I have my own opinions, but I want to reserve them for now. I try being different, I try leaving that toxicity at the door when we wrestle. I am here to show Brandon that there is a better way to get things done, that he could be more efficient at his craft by closing his mouth and focusing on his opponent. Perhaps together we can achieve something greater than just two men fighting as a team, perhaps we can become a memory that lives on after we are long gone, or perhaps we crash and burn become dust in the wind. Either way there will never be a soul that tells me I never tried, will you permit someone to let you be whipped down like an abused dog? We are all human beings trying our best out here, we all have aspirations, emotions, relationships, but sometimes it takes more than just that to stick out. Sometimes it takes that temperance to stick it out, that curse I been stuck with that gains me the reputation as a sisyphus.
Persephone- I am not sure that is such a bad thing, he got away with a lot, and accepted his fate. The legend could be scheming to get away, but myths are myths Scythe. When I see you wrestle I see more than just a myth. We all talk about you around here. What a nice guy he is, that is why we came here to work for you. That is why we support your wrestling career.
She is right I am jumping a head of myself again, this is suppose to be fun and games. All work and no play makes Scythe a very mad boy. Ripley knows that feeling, I think? He is a man that knows what it is like to never give up even when many others think that you should, that glory you gain from working through the hardship, it is sweeter than all the other victories. The other people get jealous of it, but why?
She shrugs her shoulders I am surprised she listened and let me get out my entire thought, most people will cut me off. I like looking outside at the brightness the silver moon touching everything, but the window in front of us. I can see her grinning out of the corner of her eye, I hate people smirking or grinning idiotically at me, but I guess I fill them with joy? She chuckles and shakes her head muttering under her breath.
“You kill me J.”I am not sure what was so funny, but whatever. I smirk a little, she stands up and walks off outside to go smoke a cigarette, live fast and go sliding into the grave that is her. The long angelic hair is braided around the crown of her head and down her back to her hip. The only other natural blonde like here on this estate is Luna their eyebrows always fascinated me glowing as brightly as the sun. That is too much shine for me though, I am not out to blind people…
What is left to say…Addressing my opponent all cleaned up! I’m pretty excited. I have no specific reasons to be frank. First times always do have that special something like I said good or bad so much mystery. I want to leave a lasting memory with you Ripley, you seem like someone that will be around, and around and around so I want you to remember my face, my name, what I sound like. How it feels to take a punch from me, or when I land a move spot on. Tyke Index he remembers all that and that helped him win, I do lame myself forgetting myself. That is not like me at all.
As for the tag team match as I said simple scouting, but that is what it is and I over estimated my partner now I know what type of work I have to do with him.
That is not what is going on this week Ripley, we are on the undercard, we are warming up the crowd for the money makers.
How you feel about that dude? I LOVE it! This is what I live for I love that the people I primed and ready, they are not worn out they are ready for me with all that energy. I am losing steps here and there on my speed but my technical ability is getting better the faster the newer generations get. Somewhere out there between the commercials and the remote clicks the people watching see the man they tune in to watch.
Hi… let me be that man. I am Scythe Bloodline and I love to WRESTLE, do you love to watch wrestling, cool we might get along. I am hoping Ripley is healed up from Rise Again after Erin mule kicked him from the ring apron right through a flaming table. I been there, your body hair singes, you flesh melts than the fat under the tissue sizzles. It gets black and snaps back like an elastic band and even with they put you out you keep shaking because things are so hot you feel a cold shock. I am sure that was when you knew it was over, just like Raven knew as you hit you finishing maneuver on him that it was his time. Anyone that questions what road I am really walking down, what I want out of this venture please join Mr. Ripley and myself on Episode Twenty.
From here on out I plan to make things a lot more bitter sweet just like the world has seen fit to make for me. That is justice.
