Post by Neo James Carner on Jan 21, 2022 21:53:23 GMT -5
Neo seems to be at a local dive bar, the usual dapper lavish fine dining extraordinaire seems to be slumming it as he's definitely seen better days. Neo seems to be sucking down some cheap watered down swill, his visage showing a disgruntled and pissed off energy, he was noticeably in an incredibly foul mood.
NJC: "You don't know what happiness is until it's ripped away from your hands. Ronnie Long, you've gotten the serious misfortune to be thrown in a pit with a starving lion and I've gotta say that gold you're holding should soothe the pain of losing to Jesse Jamester. You see, nothing stings more than your own creations besting you."
Neo says cupping a hand over his eyes rubbing his brows.
NJC: "Jesse is riding high and me? Well I'm running low, and evidently my performance and defeat was enough to saddle me in opposition to you Ronald. I gotta say, at least the NPW understands I'm a hot commodity and I've got the power of the draw. Why else would I be here? Honestly, I'm asking you, why do I deserve to be here? I don't think I've even won a match here, a match that matters anyway. Sure, I bested Roy Harlowe but in all sincerity who hasn't?"
Neo says, not sounding like he's convinced with his own words.
NJC: "Hell, the guys in the Cruiserweight Tournament are looking at an easy win with that spineless coward running among them, anyone who breaks a rib of Roy Harlowe in that classic you can consider yourself paid in meals, a steak dinner is in your future compliments of the richest ReVenant the world has ever been blessed with. Rambling aside, I I know why I'm here, why I'm in this match with the stelwart legend Ronnie Long...Ronnie needs an unbelievable challenge and when he rises to the occasion and defeats me, it'll make him look good. It'll be another one of his feel good moment for his old brittle bitch of a wife at home, he can't please her in the bed but at least he can get it done in the ring! Maybe you should look up some performance enhancers, Ronnie Flaccid!"
Neo spits on the floor, the look of visible disgust very evident having to talk about such disturbing things would bother any sane man.
NJC: "Another feel good moment for the loser fans that support that sack of championship unworthy to lace my boots, that line the audience seats and I'll be once again staring at stadium lights as the pinfall counts yet another 3 count to check another loss in the loser column for your old boy Neo. Why would this time be any different? How can I get any better? I'm at my best? What else is there I can do…"
Neo seems really down on himself defeated, a sense of seething self loathing dripping in his every word.
NJC: "I hear myself speak like that...and I get sick to my stomach, my God!"
Neo nearly doubles over, clutching his poor sick little tummy.
NJC: " It disgusts me to be filled with such self doubt, to let a two bit hustler like Jesse get me down in the dumps but it's hard not to read the room when you're here in the North."
Neo says, wiping his mouth and trying to stomach the horrors he's endured.
NJC: "My comrade and compatriot seems to have hung up his boots and head into the land of retirement, tucking his tail between his balls and running home crying like a scared pathetic fool and I think he might have infected me with his sickness of weakness! Keith Williams abandoned The ReVenants and Rob Garcia is carrying this franchise with his whole heart, we've got a revolving door for entrants claiming their ReVenants without even having the commin courtesy to extend ME! ME, one half of the FOUNDING blood! Dakota you can be a ReV all you claim, but until you do something with your name and put some damn RESPECT on The ReVenant lineage! You're an intern as far as I'm concerned! Ronnie Long? Far as I'm concerned you're my proving ground. You're my last ditch attempt to prove I've got a claim at being the man I USED to be! Before ALL THIS FAILURE!"
Neo says punching air, he's obviously very frustrated at the moment by the looks of it.
NJC: " I was a ruthless warrior, stacking bodies and cashing checks with a smile on my face and my opponents blood shed on my ring gear! How I long for those days, how I long for the man I used to be! How I long to crush Ronnie Long under my boot like the insect he is! The reunion tour is over bucko, for too long we've endured this faded limelight grin of yours and you living in a twilight that was so far gone! It's not too late for me to revive my career but you? You've proven already to be a failed retooling of a shitty sitcom nobody wants to watch any longer."
Neo drags a thumb across his throat.
NJC: "It's time your series run as champion comes to a close, because you're about to get the axe!"
NJC: "You don't know what happiness is until it's ripped away from your hands. Ronnie Long, you've gotten the serious misfortune to be thrown in a pit with a starving lion and I've gotta say that gold you're holding should soothe the pain of losing to Jesse Jamester. You see, nothing stings more than your own creations besting you."
Neo says cupping a hand over his eyes rubbing his brows.
NJC: "Jesse is riding high and me? Well I'm running low, and evidently my performance and defeat was enough to saddle me in opposition to you Ronald. I gotta say, at least the NPW understands I'm a hot commodity and I've got the power of the draw. Why else would I be here? Honestly, I'm asking you, why do I deserve to be here? I don't think I've even won a match here, a match that matters anyway. Sure, I bested Roy Harlowe but in all sincerity who hasn't?"
Neo says, not sounding like he's convinced with his own words.
NJC: "Hell, the guys in the Cruiserweight Tournament are looking at an easy win with that spineless coward running among them, anyone who breaks a rib of Roy Harlowe in that classic you can consider yourself paid in meals, a steak dinner is in your future compliments of the richest ReVenant the world has ever been blessed with. Rambling aside, I I know why I'm here, why I'm in this match with the stelwart legend Ronnie Long...Ronnie needs an unbelievable challenge and when he rises to the occasion and defeats me, it'll make him look good. It'll be another one of his feel good moment for his old brittle bitch of a wife at home, he can't please her in the bed but at least he can get it done in the ring! Maybe you should look up some performance enhancers, Ronnie Flaccid!"
Neo spits on the floor, the look of visible disgust very evident having to talk about such disturbing things would bother any sane man.
NJC: "Another feel good moment for the loser fans that support that sack of championship unworthy to lace my boots, that line the audience seats and I'll be once again staring at stadium lights as the pinfall counts yet another 3 count to check another loss in the loser column for your old boy Neo. Why would this time be any different? How can I get any better? I'm at my best? What else is there I can do…"
Neo seems really down on himself defeated, a sense of seething self loathing dripping in his every word.
NJC: "I hear myself speak like that...and I get sick to my stomach, my God!"
Neo nearly doubles over, clutching his poor sick little tummy.
NJC: " It disgusts me to be filled with such self doubt, to let a two bit hustler like Jesse get me down in the dumps but it's hard not to read the room when you're here in the North."
Neo says, wiping his mouth and trying to stomach the horrors he's endured.
NJC: "My comrade and compatriot seems to have hung up his boots and head into the land of retirement, tucking his tail between his balls and running home crying like a scared pathetic fool and I think he might have infected me with his sickness of weakness! Keith Williams abandoned The ReVenants and Rob Garcia is carrying this franchise with his whole heart, we've got a revolving door for entrants claiming their ReVenants without even having the commin courtesy to extend ME! ME, one half of the FOUNDING blood! Dakota you can be a ReV all you claim, but until you do something with your name and put some damn RESPECT on The ReVenant lineage! You're an intern as far as I'm concerned! Ronnie Long? Far as I'm concerned you're my proving ground. You're my last ditch attempt to prove I've got a claim at being the man I USED to be! Before ALL THIS FAILURE!"
Neo says punching air, he's obviously very frustrated at the moment by the looks of it.
NJC: " I was a ruthless warrior, stacking bodies and cashing checks with a smile on my face and my opponents blood shed on my ring gear! How I long for those days, how I long for the man I used to be! How I long to crush Ronnie Long under my boot like the insect he is! The reunion tour is over bucko, for too long we've endured this faded limelight grin of yours and you living in a twilight that was so far gone! It's not too late for me to revive my career but you? You've proven already to be a failed retooling of a shitty sitcom nobody wants to watch any longer."
Neo drags a thumb across his throat.
NJC: "It's time your series run as champion comes to a close, because you're about to get the axe!"
