Post by Ball Ball on Mar 12, 2023 0:52:09 GMT -5
~Thursday, March 9th, 2023~
~New York, New York~
It was a sad day for Chris in the big city of New York. He had lost his friend and mentor, and he recently did not make the greatest debut in OCW history. Instead, he made a fool of himself. Promising himself to be the greatest over and over again. But now, he’s in a tiny apartment in New York paying 3k a month for a 0 bedroom shit hole. He just finished bringing in the last of his stuff that he had to buy on the fly, due to being kicked out of the Goon house. After he set up the toaster oven, he stared out the window to get a nice view of his hometown. But all he saw was another building. The view was shit, and Chris’ life was shit. Chris hears his phone begin to ring from inside his pocket, he frantically tries to get it out of the too tight skinny jeans he’s stuck wearing. He looks at the caller to see not Ball Ball, but Goon 99. He answers the phone.
Chris: Wayne? Is that you?
Goon 99: Yes it is, brother. Have you heard from Ball Ball in recent times?
Chris: Ball Ball? No I haven’t. Sad to say I’ve even been kicked out of the Goon house indefinitely. Are you not working for Ball Ball anymore?
Goon 99: Well, I believe I am working for Ball Ball, but I haven’t heard from him in a while. I was wondering if his right hand man knew where he was at. But it appears I have been out of the loop for too long. What happened?
Chris: That’s a story for another day. But for now. I need your help. I’ve become an OCW wrestler. Not a star quite yet, but that’s what I need your help with. I need a match. I made my debut and it flopped. Now I need a rebound. An easy fight that can put me over. You were Ball Ball’s OCW scout right? You were the one who tried to find the ins and outs of everyone all the time. Perhaps you and I could team up. Fifty fifty partners, how does that sound?
Goon 99: Well, Ball Ball never won many fights. But that was in OCW’s prime. Nowadays, they’re letting anyone in. I can get you this gig against some Brooke Blakely lady. She should be lightwork for an individual like you. You win, you go over, we split the payout fifty fifty right?
Chris: Incredible plan, Wayne. Could you meet me at the Statue of Liberty tomorrow? We should discuss these plans face to face.
Goon 99: How about your house? You’re the former right hand man of the mighty Ball Ball, surely you have a nice residence?
Chris: Well, it’s not the best place. But I guess it’ll be easier than going to a whole island. I’ll send you the address and see you tomorrow, Wayne.
~Friday, March 10th, 2023~
Chris lays on his bed thinking of what to do to go over. He was worried Wayne wasn’t going to show up. But soon enough, the buzzer rings. Chris runs down the stairs and there he was, Goon 99 standing in the lobby looking confused and scared.
Chris: Wayne! My guy! How you doing come with me to my humble abode my man. I’ll give you the tour.
Chris brings Goon 99 up the stairs and into his crumby apartment. Goon 99 looks in awe at this poor people apartment.
Goon 99: My guy, how much are you paying for this dump?
Chris: Just over 3k a month, not including utilities. You like it?
Goon 99: Chris, this place is garbage. Why’re you paying so much for it too? I thought you had money? Was Ball Ball not paying you?
Chris: Bro, Ball Ball wasn’t paying anybody unless he won. Then we had to enter a raffle to see who got a small percentage of his earnings. Were you getting paid?
Goon 99: Yeah I got paid. I was doing bare research. You was getting paid too. Those raffles were rigged in favor of who helped him the most. You’re telling me you didn’t win any of them?
Chris: I won like, maybe once? I don’t even know. But that’s not the point right now. The point is. I need money, clearly. I want to get over in OCW. You mentioned a Brooke Blakely yesterday? What’s her deal? I have never heard of her before you mentioned her. Tell me what I need to know.
Goon 99: Alright. There’s nothing much interesting about her to be frank. She’s your typical southern daddy’s girl from Texas. She’s got fans, but from what I can tell most of them are probably from OnlyFans. Sure she’s got a body. But that’s the only thing she’s got going for her. She can’t fight and her voice, oh my god, her voice is so annoying. Just last week she got rocked by Ice Beckman like it was a UFC fight or something. Straight haymaker took her out the ref had to call it off to avoid any more injury. She’s just not good, I heard she was doing good during the match but she just choked it when Ice threw a desperate punch. She’s sloppy. So listen to me, Chris. You’re going to go out there. You’re going to kick some ass. There’s an event going on right now that lots of wrestling fans are at. I have these T-Shirts. I booked you time on stage. Let’s get out there and make something happen.
~Later that night~
Chris and Goon 99 pull up the event in the heart of New York. People of all ages are gathered around wearing OCW merch of different kinds. `This was clearly, a big event for the fans of all things wrestling. Goon 99 hands Chris a fair amount of shirts that all read ‘Southern Dookie’ with a picture of Brooke and X’s over her eyes. They begin handing out the shirts. Chris dumps them off quicker than Goon 99.
Goon 99: Chris! It’s almost your time to get on stage! A song will play that’s your queue!
Chris nods and heads towards the stage. Soon enough, ‘Atta Girl’ starts to play, but it’s off beat. The crowd begins booing. The sound is horrendous. Chris reaches the top of the stage and waves for the music to come to an end. When the music stopped, the crowd cheered. Chris stood in front of the cheering fans as he then waved them down for him to begin speaking.
Chris: Man, that song was trash am I right? Anyways, hello, fans of the best wrestling show in the world!
Fans begin to cheer yet again.
Chris: Yes, yes. I know I’m great at speeches aha. But! I am not here to make fun of people. This is just a marketing campaign for myself. Not many of you may know me, but I was the assistant of THE Ball Ball.
The crowd looks conflicted. Ball Ball had committed many felonies in the past and Chris was admitting to helping him with such crimes. But they stay silent, hearing him out.
Chris: But, I am beyond all that. I am my own man now. No longer will I go by Goon 83. I am Chris Grayson. The next face of OCW. I’m here for you all to give me a chance. A chance to prove myself. To prove I can be better than what I showed off at the not so great illuminatus. I, Chris Grayson, will be better than Ball Ball ever was!
Some cheers can be heard from the crowd. Some people stay looking conflicted.
Chris: Now I know most of you are on the fence about me, but I can assure you. I will not be like Ball Ball. I will handle things differently than Ball Ball. To start, I have my trusted partner handing out free T-Shirts to you all! They are representing my good friend Brooke Blaketon. Enjoy your shirts and goodnight!
Most of the crowd cheers, but of course, there are the haters. But Chris doesn’t care about the haters. What matters to Chris is that he has goals he is going to accomplish. Nobody will stand in his way. He will accomplish these goals no matter what. ‘Atta Girl’ begins to play yet again as he walks off the stage. The crowd hates it, and they boo yet again while covering their ears. Chris runs back on stage to wave off the music guy.
Chris: Yo! Music guy! Play the good one!
Chris walks away for the last time. ‘Personal Jesus’ starts playing and the crowd goes wild. Goon 99 runs up to Chris.
Goon 99: YUURRRRRRR! Let’s go dude the fans love you!
Chris: YUUUURRRRRRRRRR! I don’t know why to be honest. Hopefully the subtle disrespect to Brooke will put her under. Hopefully I wasn’t too obvious. The shirts may be our downfall. But if it is, we just know how to approach next time. Let’s head back home, Wayne.
Goon 99: Nah bro, my hotel room is bigger than your apartment. I’ll stay there for the night. You, however, need to get your moneys worth in that apartment. I’ll see you tomorrow so we can start training yeah?
Chris: Yeah, alright guy, I’ll see you tomorrow. Goodnight, Wayne.
~New York, New York~
It was a sad day for Chris in the big city of New York. He had lost his friend and mentor, and he recently did not make the greatest debut in OCW history. Instead, he made a fool of himself. Promising himself to be the greatest over and over again. But now, he’s in a tiny apartment in New York paying 3k a month for a 0 bedroom shit hole. He just finished bringing in the last of his stuff that he had to buy on the fly, due to being kicked out of the Goon house. After he set up the toaster oven, he stared out the window to get a nice view of his hometown. But all he saw was another building. The view was shit, and Chris’ life was shit. Chris hears his phone begin to ring from inside his pocket, he frantically tries to get it out of the too tight skinny jeans he’s stuck wearing. He looks at the caller to see not Ball Ball, but Goon 99. He answers the phone.
Chris: Wayne? Is that you?
Goon 99: Yes it is, brother. Have you heard from Ball Ball in recent times?
Chris: Ball Ball? No I haven’t. Sad to say I’ve even been kicked out of the Goon house indefinitely. Are you not working for Ball Ball anymore?
Goon 99: Well, I believe I am working for Ball Ball, but I haven’t heard from him in a while. I was wondering if his right hand man knew where he was at. But it appears I have been out of the loop for too long. What happened?
Chris: That’s a story for another day. But for now. I need your help. I’ve become an OCW wrestler. Not a star quite yet, but that’s what I need your help with. I need a match. I made my debut and it flopped. Now I need a rebound. An easy fight that can put me over. You were Ball Ball’s OCW scout right? You were the one who tried to find the ins and outs of everyone all the time. Perhaps you and I could team up. Fifty fifty partners, how does that sound?
Goon 99: Well, Ball Ball never won many fights. But that was in OCW’s prime. Nowadays, they’re letting anyone in. I can get you this gig against some Brooke Blakely lady. She should be lightwork for an individual like you. You win, you go over, we split the payout fifty fifty right?
Chris: Incredible plan, Wayne. Could you meet me at the Statue of Liberty tomorrow? We should discuss these plans face to face.
Goon 99: How about your house? You’re the former right hand man of the mighty Ball Ball, surely you have a nice residence?
Chris: Well, it’s not the best place. But I guess it’ll be easier than going to a whole island. I’ll send you the address and see you tomorrow, Wayne.
~Friday, March 10th, 2023~
Chris lays on his bed thinking of what to do to go over. He was worried Wayne wasn’t going to show up. But soon enough, the buzzer rings. Chris runs down the stairs and there he was, Goon 99 standing in the lobby looking confused and scared.
Chris: Wayne! My guy! How you doing come with me to my humble abode my man. I’ll give you the tour.
Chris brings Goon 99 up the stairs and into his crumby apartment. Goon 99 looks in awe at this poor people apartment.
Goon 99: My guy, how much are you paying for this dump?
Chris: Just over 3k a month, not including utilities. You like it?
Goon 99: Chris, this place is garbage. Why’re you paying so much for it too? I thought you had money? Was Ball Ball not paying you?
Chris: Bro, Ball Ball wasn’t paying anybody unless he won. Then we had to enter a raffle to see who got a small percentage of his earnings. Were you getting paid?
Goon 99: Yeah I got paid. I was doing bare research. You was getting paid too. Those raffles were rigged in favor of who helped him the most. You’re telling me you didn’t win any of them?
Chris: I won like, maybe once? I don’t even know. But that’s not the point right now. The point is. I need money, clearly. I want to get over in OCW. You mentioned a Brooke Blakely yesterday? What’s her deal? I have never heard of her before you mentioned her. Tell me what I need to know.
Goon 99: Alright. There’s nothing much interesting about her to be frank. She’s your typical southern daddy’s girl from Texas. She’s got fans, but from what I can tell most of them are probably from OnlyFans. Sure she’s got a body. But that’s the only thing she’s got going for her. She can’t fight and her voice, oh my god, her voice is so annoying. Just last week she got rocked by Ice Beckman like it was a UFC fight or something. Straight haymaker took her out the ref had to call it off to avoid any more injury. She’s just not good, I heard she was doing good during the match but she just choked it when Ice threw a desperate punch. She’s sloppy. So listen to me, Chris. You’re going to go out there. You’re going to kick some ass. There’s an event going on right now that lots of wrestling fans are at. I have these T-Shirts. I booked you time on stage. Let’s get out there and make something happen.
~Later that night~
Chris and Goon 99 pull up the event in the heart of New York. People of all ages are gathered around wearing OCW merch of different kinds. `This was clearly, a big event for the fans of all things wrestling. Goon 99 hands Chris a fair amount of shirts that all read ‘Southern Dookie’ with a picture of Brooke and X’s over her eyes. They begin handing out the shirts. Chris dumps them off quicker than Goon 99.
Goon 99: Chris! It’s almost your time to get on stage! A song will play that’s your queue!
Chris nods and heads towards the stage. Soon enough, ‘Atta Girl’ starts to play, but it’s off beat. The crowd begins booing. The sound is horrendous. Chris reaches the top of the stage and waves for the music to come to an end. When the music stopped, the crowd cheered. Chris stood in front of the cheering fans as he then waved them down for him to begin speaking.
Chris: Man, that song was trash am I right? Anyways, hello, fans of the best wrestling show in the world!
Fans begin to cheer yet again.
Chris: Yes, yes. I know I’m great at speeches aha. But! I am not here to make fun of people. This is just a marketing campaign for myself. Not many of you may know me, but I was the assistant of THE Ball Ball.
The crowd looks conflicted. Ball Ball had committed many felonies in the past and Chris was admitting to helping him with such crimes. But they stay silent, hearing him out.
Chris: But, I am beyond all that. I am my own man now. No longer will I go by Goon 83. I am Chris Grayson. The next face of OCW. I’m here for you all to give me a chance. A chance to prove myself. To prove I can be better than what I showed off at the not so great illuminatus. I, Chris Grayson, will be better than Ball Ball ever was!
Some cheers can be heard from the crowd. Some people stay looking conflicted.
Chris: Now I know most of you are on the fence about me, but I can assure you. I will not be like Ball Ball. I will handle things differently than Ball Ball. To start, I have my trusted partner handing out free T-Shirts to you all! They are representing my good friend Brooke Blaketon. Enjoy your shirts and goodnight!
Most of the crowd cheers, but of course, there are the haters. But Chris doesn’t care about the haters. What matters to Chris is that he has goals he is going to accomplish. Nobody will stand in his way. He will accomplish these goals no matter what. ‘Atta Girl’ begins to play yet again as he walks off the stage. The crowd hates it, and they boo yet again while covering their ears. Chris runs back on stage to wave off the music guy.
Chris: Yo! Music guy! Play the good one!
Chris walks away for the last time. ‘Personal Jesus’ starts playing and the crowd goes wild. Goon 99 runs up to Chris.
Goon 99: YUURRRRRRR! Let’s go dude the fans love you!
Chris: YUUUURRRRRRRRRR! I don’t know why to be honest. Hopefully the subtle disrespect to Brooke will put her under. Hopefully I wasn’t too obvious. The shirts may be our downfall. But if it is, we just know how to approach next time. Let’s head back home, Wayne.
Goon 99: Nah bro, my hotel room is bigger than your apartment. I’ll stay there for the night. You, however, need to get your moneys worth in that apartment. I’ll see you tomorrow so we can start training yeah?
Chris: Yeah, alright guy, I’ll see you tomorrow. Goodnight, Wayne.