Post by prozac on Apr 29, 2007 22:01:22 GMT -5
The scene slowly fades in to what looks like an over crowded arena, the buzz and excitement becoming all the more clear as they seat themselves on the edge of their seats, their eyes widening with each moment that ticks by as their glances flicker between the ramp way and the Xtreame Champion Jordan "The Bulletproof" Glass as he awaits his opponent in the ring. The ring announcer, Jordan, and all the fans eyes lock on the curtain. Seconds later "Move" hits the P.A. The fans rise to their feet and cheer at the top of their lungs as Prozac makes his way from the back. Prozac skips his normal poses and his eyes quickly lock on Jordan's.
R.A. "Coming to the ring now the Challenger from Cornwall, New York, weighing in at 234 pounds...Prozac!"
His heart racing, his blood pulsing as the cheers of the crowd pierce into his ears. Their voices soon only to crackle under the strain as their lungs burst from the pressure. Hearing the cheers Prozac looks like himself again as the cheerful and confident smile forms on his face. He walks down the ramp with his arms out wide on each side of him as he slaps hands with the fans. He slides under the bottom rope once he makes it to the ring. He hops up and grins at Glass only to get a cold glare back. He walks forward quickly to meet Glass toe to toe, nose to nose in the middle of the ring.
The bell rings and as soon as the sound hits their ears they both swing at each other with powerful blows. They both stumble backwards two steps then Prozac is able to balance himself and charge back at Jordan. Prozac hits Jordan with a hard clothesline, Jordan hits the ground but is able to get right back up to his feet and seems unaffected by Prozac's Clothesline so Prozac kicks Glass in the gut and hits a quick Snap Suplex but again Jordan gets right back to his feet unaffected by it Prozac charges Glass again but this time is met with a standing dropkick right to the face Prozac hits the ground hard and a loud painful yell escapes his lips. Prozac slowly gets up to his feet but gets hit with a hard clothesline before he is even fully on his feet. Jordan begins taunting Prozac as he is struggling to get back to his feet, as he gets to a knee Jordan walks over to him and rocks him right in the face with a hard right hand sending Prozac crashing back down to the ground. Prozac senses something wrong as he is no longer able to move any muscle in his body. As he lays there defenseless he can see the shadow come stand over him. It was Glass going in for the kill and there was nothing Prozac could do.
Just then with a burst is energy I jump out of bed screaming violently. My heart was pumping full speed. I hit the floor hard making the ground shakes under me. I begin to fight back punching what I thought was a threat. Just then the lights flash on and I realize the enemy I was fighting was my pillow.
Ritalin
What the hell dude? I can hear you from my room.
I eyes are wide open as I look around the room. it was my room. My face was a mask of confusion. It was a dream!
Prozac
I had a nightmare.
My heart beat slows and I take a deep breath as I kneel on the ground.
Prozac
It was fucking odd!
Ritalin
What was it?
I slowly get to my feet, the dream still fresh in my mind. I reach back down and wrap my fingers around the pillows soft material and toss it on my bed. I then look at Ritalin and shrug my shoulders.
Prozac
I don't even know what the point of it was. I was facing Jordan Glass and no matter what I did to him nothing affected him. And every blow he gave me was like getting hit with a brick.
Ritalin
You have odd ass dreams man.
That's the second weird dream I has this week. I didn't tell anyone about my first. They are creepy and annoying but above all else they are pushing me, motivating me. I can't say this is a bad thing, it will come in handy for the Aftermath. I do a quick stretch with my arms and let out a loud and long yawn.
Prozac
Yeah I do...I'm going to call my doctor and see if he can do anything about me having trouble sleeping.
I glance over at the time, it read 11: 52 PM. I then snatch my cell phone off my night stand and with my index finger I dial my doctor's number. I then put the phone two my ear and wait.
The other end rang
ring
ring
ring
"Hello this is doctor Hughes you missed me at this time please leave a message."
Prozac
God damn it Doc pick up the damn phone.......Fine forget about the people who need your help, where are you? On vacation? Your in Alaska aren't you? Sitting there right now forgetting about the people who need you. No I bet your fucking a polar bear, that's what you are doing your making god damn polar bear porn you sick bastard! I need you right now and you refuse to pick up the damn phone. You aren't no X-Man...your more like the X-Files with god damn David Duchovny and his shitty acting and now his whole career is ruined because you didn't answer the damn phone.
I hit the end botton and toss my phone on the bed, then I let out a soft sigh as I look back over at Ritalin who is leaning up against the door frame with his arms crossed.
Ritalin
Got that out of you system?
Prozac
I don't know, I'm tired and I cant sleep at all and I have a big match coming up.
Ritalin
You are putting to much thought into it. Just have fun like you always do in matches.
I nod my. head, he was right but these dreams meant something.
Prozac
This is a big match. And is for a big prize. A prize I won at XVI's first pay per view and lost at the second.
Ritalin
Now your going to win it back at the third.
I smile at his words because I know they might be true, but on the inside those dreams send doubts threw my body.
Prozac
Now that I am up lets play Battle Ships.
Ritalin
Hell Yeah!
Ritalin turns on a heel and head to the living room. I take my time following him as I try to push the dream away for a little while. Jordan was a threat but so was everyone else. But Jordan has beaten me, and if my dream is right he might be the one to beat me again...It was a dream a dream and one that I would not let become reality.
R.A. "Coming to the ring now the Challenger from Cornwall, New York, weighing in at 234 pounds...Prozac!"
His heart racing, his blood pulsing as the cheers of the crowd pierce into his ears. Their voices soon only to crackle under the strain as their lungs burst from the pressure. Hearing the cheers Prozac looks like himself again as the cheerful and confident smile forms on his face. He walks down the ramp with his arms out wide on each side of him as he slaps hands with the fans. He slides under the bottom rope once he makes it to the ring. He hops up and grins at Glass only to get a cold glare back. He walks forward quickly to meet Glass toe to toe, nose to nose in the middle of the ring.
The bell rings and as soon as the sound hits their ears they both swing at each other with powerful blows. They both stumble backwards two steps then Prozac is able to balance himself and charge back at Jordan. Prozac hits Jordan with a hard clothesline, Jordan hits the ground but is able to get right back up to his feet and seems unaffected by Prozac's Clothesline so Prozac kicks Glass in the gut and hits a quick Snap Suplex but again Jordan gets right back to his feet unaffected by it Prozac charges Glass again but this time is met with a standing dropkick right to the face Prozac hits the ground hard and a loud painful yell escapes his lips. Prozac slowly gets up to his feet but gets hit with a hard clothesline before he is even fully on his feet. Jordan begins taunting Prozac as he is struggling to get back to his feet, as he gets to a knee Jordan walks over to him and rocks him right in the face with a hard right hand sending Prozac crashing back down to the ground. Prozac senses something wrong as he is no longer able to move any muscle in his body. As he lays there defenseless he can see the shadow come stand over him. It was Glass going in for the kill and there was nothing Prozac could do.
Just then with a burst is energy I jump out of bed screaming violently. My heart was pumping full speed. I hit the floor hard making the ground shakes under me. I begin to fight back punching what I thought was a threat. Just then the lights flash on and I realize the enemy I was fighting was my pillow.
Ritalin
What the hell dude? I can hear you from my room.
I eyes are wide open as I look around the room. it was my room. My face was a mask of confusion. It was a dream!
Prozac
I had a nightmare.
My heart beat slows and I take a deep breath as I kneel on the ground.
Prozac
It was fucking odd!
Ritalin
What was it?
I slowly get to my feet, the dream still fresh in my mind. I reach back down and wrap my fingers around the pillows soft material and toss it on my bed. I then look at Ritalin and shrug my shoulders.
Prozac
I don't even know what the point of it was. I was facing Jordan Glass and no matter what I did to him nothing affected him. And every blow he gave me was like getting hit with a brick.
Ritalin
You have odd ass dreams man.
That's the second weird dream I has this week. I didn't tell anyone about my first. They are creepy and annoying but above all else they are pushing me, motivating me. I can't say this is a bad thing, it will come in handy for the Aftermath. I do a quick stretch with my arms and let out a loud and long yawn.
Prozac
Yeah I do...I'm going to call my doctor and see if he can do anything about me having trouble sleeping.
I glance over at the time, it read 11: 52 PM. I then snatch my cell phone off my night stand and with my index finger I dial my doctor's number. I then put the phone two my ear and wait.
The other end rang
ring
ring
ring
"Hello this is doctor Hughes you missed me at this time please leave a message."
Prozac
God damn it Doc pick up the damn phone.......Fine forget about the people who need your help, where are you? On vacation? Your in Alaska aren't you? Sitting there right now forgetting about the people who need you. No I bet your fucking a polar bear, that's what you are doing your making god damn polar bear porn you sick bastard! I need you right now and you refuse to pick up the damn phone. You aren't no X-Man...your more like the X-Files with god damn David Duchovny and his shitty acting and now his whole career is ruined because you didn't answer the damn phone.
I hit the end botton and toss my phone on the bed, then I let out a soft sigh as I look back over at Ritalin who is leaning up against the door frame with his arms crossed.
Ritalin
Got that out of you system?
Prozac
I don't know, I'm tired and I cant sleep at all and I have a big match coming up.
Ritalin
You are putting to much thought into it. Just have fun like you always do in matches.
I nod my. head, he was right but these dreams meant something.
Prozac
This is a big match. And is for a big prize. A prize I won at XVI's first pay per view and lost at the second.
Ritalin
Now your going to win it back at the third.
I smile at his words because I know they might be true, but on the inside those dreams send doubts threw my body.
Prozac
Now that I am up lets play Battle Ships.
Ritalin
Hell Yeah!
Ritalin turns on a heel and head to the living room. I take my time following him as I try to push the dream away for a little while. Jordan was a threat but so was everyone else. But Jordan has beaten me, and if my dream is right he might be the one to beat me again...It was a dream a dream and one that I would not let become reality.