Post by Twisted on Mar 7, 2010 0:36:02 GMT -5
Make of Wrath what you will, needless to say it once agian had yet to live up to the hype that always seems to surround. If people spent more time in the ring making something of theirselves rather than idolizing themself backstage this place could be rocking.
But a few things were certian for me, Thomas Dreamer has found a way to take REW by the reigns, my brother Aaron had become a washed up has been who has decided to exile himself from the wrestling world once again, a fancy way of getting away from that wretched woman of his if you ask me.
So now like any other normal day I'm up and at 'em with the crack of dawn, if living off the streets taught me anything it's that you have to keep moving especially in this city. New York was completely diffrent than any other place I'd ever been and a long way from Alabama but one thing that remains the same is that the beat goes on.
"So if Dreamer is some kind of boss he has to have an office and can probably get me a job here."
I rattle the idea around in my head, it appears to me there is a lot of people here wanting a piece of my brother and to run the prestiege name of Holiday in the ground, well if that was their plans they've got another thing coming. In many ways Aaron and I are alike but there was that whole genetic thing about me that made us diffrent. Aaron could be driven by anger and fuled by rage, not a bad combination considering the line of work but it was nothing compared to the TWISTED things that went on inside of me.
"Just go to his room and take it, if that brods there give her something to remember you by!"
My eyes squint as I block out the voice and reach into my pocket and pull out a small bottle of pills. I shake a couple into my hand and see only a few remain, if I didn't get some money quick I would run out and who knows what will happen, all the more reason to find Dreamers office and get a job here.
OOC: It's late and I just wanted to get the ball rolling on something!
