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May 6, 2022 1:22:50 GMT -5
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Post by Easton Alexander on May 6, 2022 1:22:50 GMT -5
~Easton turns around and pulls Zeus off the mat. He’s smiling wide. He’s really enjoying himself. He hoists Zeus up onto his shoulders and marches around the ring. He faces one side of the fans...they boo. He faces another side...they boo. He faces the hard camera...everybody at home boos...even Easton’s mom. She raised him better than this! He turns, facing the final angle, preparing to drop Zeus on his head with Cursed Night...he turns Zeus downward...but Zeus dives to the mat and rolls Easton over!! He’s got him rolled up!!! Scruff slides in~
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3!!!!!
~The perspectives zooms out from phone screen playing the moment over and over again. and the finger dragging the little red seeker to the start of the clip, is Easton Alexander. Its unhealthy to dwell on past mistakes or failures but as professional wrestlers its important to adapt and learn, but that’s not what Easton is doing. He just wants to be pissed at something, this clip of him being rolled up by a dude dressed as the Greek god Zeus (or was it actually Zeus) is doing just that… until a hand reaches down and snatches the phone out of his hands.~
Dude?! I was fucking watching that.
~we pan to see a very upset looking woman who looks to be around her early to mid-20’s (but it’s very rude to assume so I won’t be.) clutching the phone in her left hand. This is Paige Snow, Easton’s girlfriend of 3 years, and like I said before she’s looking down at him with some anger in her eyes.~
You have been watching this stupid clip for an hour now, what are you even gaining by watching it so many times.
Its called tape study babe, its how us wrestlers improve our art and get better.
Oh? Really?
Yeah, like for example right, by watching this clip of me getting rolled up by this vanilla midget, I’ve figured out that I don’t like losing and need to not do it anymore, see…
Improvement!
~Easton stands up and gives her a peck on the cheek as he makes his way into the kitchen. She follows after him in a huff~
Well no shit Hun, but don’t beat yourself up over a roll up. You got caught off guard by the other one and I’m ‘pretty’ sure he was holding your tights.
Doesn’t change the fact that I still lost… look can you just let me be pissed for a couple days and I promise I’ll get over it.
You said the exact same thing about Mark and your still heated about that.
Marks different, I was totally kicking his ass until he beat me, so I still get to be mad about that…
Well, how about I tell you something that I know will cheer you up.
Oh? Do tell?
The bank called me back…
Oh…
~he seems disappointed~
They said that we can start looking for a place!
Oh!
Yeah, they said that your credit wasn’t the best and cited “past injuries that could cause problems looking for future work” as a cause for concern but then I just sent them that video of you punching that ghost and they got the message I was trying to give them.
~Alexander lets out a big laugh and hugs Paige~
You’re the best you know that?
I try not to acknowledge it too much. so the question, do we want to move to that’s nice little place by the beach… or we could see if there’s anything closer to Toronto. You’ve been saying for awhile that you wanted to move to a bigger city.
I have been saying such things… I think it would be a good career idea, for the both of us. It gets me closer to the airports and it gets you to a place where people actually want to spend money, not that you’re doing a bad job here, its just that its an older city. The people here don’t need new cars.
Let’s at least sleep on it, we can decide after you get back from Jabooty or whatever it’s called.
Djibouti, I think.
Right… that, OH! your Dad called and said to *She clears her throat and puts on a deeper voice* “Get your ass down to the gym, I’ve got some new students I need help Stretching”… I guess he’s starting up classes again.
Haha okay, I'll head down there… see what he’s doing, but can you do me a favor?
What favor would that be.
~they get very close to each other and Easton whispers in her ear.~
Let me take your car…
~Paige rolls her eyes as we smash cut to Easton speeding down the North Bay streets in a cherry red Chevy Nova, in a classic montage style until he pulls into the parking lot of a repurposed factory building, a large, rusted sign on the front reads “Hip-Toss Wrestling Factory, where dreams are built.” Easton pulls into a reserved parking spot, grabs a gym bag from the back seat and exits the hot rod. He walks into the building, where we get a visual of the training facility. Two rings on either side of the floor, some weightlifting machines and treadmills along the walls, two vending machines by the entrance, stocked full of water. It looks like class is in session, Easton’s about to join in.~
1 Hour Later
COME ON Y’ALL, I DON’T WANT TO SEE ANYBODY BREATHING HARD YET, WE AINT EVEN HALFWAY THROUGH IT YET.
~Eastons running through the class on some endurance drills, and its hitting them HARD. These kids are trying their hardest to keep up with him, but its tough when you haven’t been training as hard for as long.~
Hey East, come down here for a sec.
Hey…Dad…I’m in the middle of a drill can it wait until after…
~Easton doesn’t get a response… just a stare.~
Alright… OKAY… EVERYBODY TAKE 5…
~the students cheer and drop to the ground in exhaustion.~
…BUT EVERYBODY GETS A PLATE OF CHOPS WHEN I GET BACK.
~The students groan.~
What’s the problem?
The problem is your not dong great lately…
Oh my god…
… and I think you need to start thinking more about your future opponent’s son, I mean seriously you get beat by a guy who hasn’t gotten a win in years and then you challenge an undefeated monster…
Dad come on…
I just don’t think it’s a good career move for you alright; you need to stack up some wins and go for Brim and Plethora…
Dad I'm done talking about it alright, you have no idea what I need right now, I need to challenge myself… how else am I going to get better.
By refining what you already have, look let me talk to Marcus and get you an easier match…
No…no dad I can beat Sadie, I’ve been getting better so much quicker now that I’m in OCW, quite frankly it’s scary how good I am now, Sadie’s getting the best me there’s ever been, I’m in the best shape of my life, and I’m as violent as ever, but I need you to trust that I can do this…
… I don’t know… I just…
6 years ago, a man told me… right before I was about to fight for the biggest prize in Canada. “No matter the time, place or opponent… an Alexander will never fail, and will fight till their soul can’t fight anymore.” And the wheels haven’t fallen off yet pop… I’m still fucking fighting… I said a couple weeks ago that Sadie cant beat me one on one… and I still think that, she’s fucked… and tough, there’s no doubt about it, but she’s no Dragon.
~Easton playfully digs an elbow into his father’s forearm, and they smile at each other.~
… No she isn’t, okay bud… you got this alright, I believe in you.
You fucking better… I’m about to kick some ghost ass… thanks dad, now if you excuse me… I have to chop some 15-year-olds… OKAY EVERYBODY, ON THE ROPES.
~Another training session passed and another group of young wrestlers questioning whether they want to continue down this career path, but they’ll come back… they usually come back. But with the day done Easton heads back home.~
Yo! I’m back…
Yo! Can we watch the stuff you filmed on the island now… you promised… I even set up the Tv.
Yeah, for sure, I’ll head upstairs.
~Easton makes his way to the stairs to the second floor, a faint light coming from the bedroom door, the flickering static from the Tv invading the hallway, adding an unsettling aura, he steps into the bedroom and the Tv is set up hooked into Easton’s trusty camcorder. He starts to look through the list of video files… but somethings wrong.~
What the fuck…
~Easton can’t believe it… every file? Corrupted?~
They were fine the other day… what the fuck, every file?
~Every.single.file… gone or destroyed… except for five.~
You
Are
Not
Good
Enough
~He selects the video “you” the screen shifts and glitches to show Footage from Luck of the violent
~Storm pulls Easton down and drops him on top of the pile of chairs and barbed wire with Heroes End!!!!! Despite sitting on barbed wire, Storm holds on for the pin, Scruff slides in with the count~
1!
2!
3!!!!
~He selects the next video... "are" and its footage from his massacre match vs Cypher and Sadie.
~She pulls and pulls, twisting it further and further. Finally, Easton’s left eye makes contact with one of Sadie’s frightening eyes, peeking through her hair. She continues to pull...Scruff can’t take it anymore, he turns and he signals for the bell. The Knife Man yells out “DING! DING!”~
~the next video "Not" starts up. and its footage from the "fire is life" match~
~Easton leans in, underhooking both of Kelson’s arms. HE’S GOING FOR Cursed Night (Spinning Angels Wings)!!!! Easton tries to spin Kelson...but Kelson slips out of the grip and spins around, placing his foot against Easton’s head and swiftly dropping him with Steel Toed Boot!!!! Easton falls to the mat!!! He’s down!! Kelson covers him!! Scruff slides in through the rainfall~
1!
2!
3!!!!!
~The next video "Good" shows footage from technical difficulties.~
He gets to his feet, still holding jaw in pain but doesn’t see Crash flying through the air, catching his head on the way down and spiking him with a modified Crash Report! Crash shoots the half as Scruff is over to make the count~
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
~Easton hovers over the final video..."Enough" and plays it, but there's no match footage, its a mirror image of Easton Alexander, but covered in cuts and bruises. a Easton who is battered and bloodied is a normal sight...but now Easton is staring at a visual representation of his own failures. the video shifts once more... into Sadie Ko, and she's about to reach her hand right through the Tv, Easton moves quickly to unplug the camera but the feed doesn't go away... he's got no other choice. and runs his fist through the Tv...~
Ha... *huff* fuck... Not right now bitch... you gotta wait to get your hands on me... see you soon though.
~Paige walks into the room with a plate of cookies, and sits right next to Easton.~
She do some freeky shit... like before?
Yeah, she almost got through this time... i stopped her.
Good stuff...Just gotta deal with this shit for a little longer, then you can beat her ass and get her to leave us alone.
that's right... May 9th...
What a beautiful night for a curse!
HAHA... your damn right!
~Fade to Black~
1!
2!
3!!!!!
~The perspectives zooms out from phone screen playing the moment over and over again. and the finger dragging the little red seeker to the start of the clip, is Easton Alexander. Its unhealthy to dwell on past mistakes or failures but as professional wrestlers its important to adapt and learn, but that’s not what Easton is doing. He just wants to be pissed at something, this clip of him being rolled up by a dude dressed as the Greek god Zeus (or was it actually Zeus) is doing just that… until a hand reaches down and snatches the phone out of his hands.~
Dude?! I was fucking watching that.
~we pan to see a very upset looking woman who looks to be around her early to mid-20’s (but it’s very rude to assume so I won’t be.) clutching the phone in her left hand. This is Paige Snow, Easton’s girlfriend of 3 years, and like I said before she’s looking down at him with some anger in her eyes.~
You have been watching this stupid clip for an hour now, what are you even gaining by watching it so many times.
Its called tape study babe, its how us wrestlers improve our art and get better.
Oh? Really?
Yeah, like for example right, by watching this clip of me getting rolled up by this vanilla midget, I’ve figured out that I don’t like losing and need to not do it anymore, see…
Improvement!
~Easton stands up and gives her a peck on the cheek as he makes his way into the kitchen. She follows after him in a huff~
Well no shit Hun, but don’t beat yourself up over a roll up. You got caught off guard by the other one and I’m ‘pretty’ sure he was holding your tights.
Doesn’t change the fact that I still lost… look can you just let me be pissed for a couple days and I promise I’ll get over it.
You said the exact same thing about Mark and your still heated about that.
Marks different, I was totally kicking his ass until he beat me, so I still get to be mad about that…
Well, how about I tell you something that I know will cheer you up.
Oh? Do tell?
The bank called me back…
Oh…
~he seems disappointed~
They said that we can start looking for a place!
Oh!
Yeah, they said that your credit wasn’t the best and cited “past injuries that could cause problems looking for future work” as a cause for concern but then I just sent them that video of you punching that ghost and they got the message I was trying to give them.
~Alexander lets out a big laugh and hugs Paige~
You’re the best you know that?
I try not to acknowledge it too much. so the question, do we want to move to that’s nice little place by the beach… or we could see if there’s anything closer to Toronto. You’ve been saying for awhile that you wanted to move to a bigger city.
I have been saying such things… I think it would be a good career idea, for the both of us. It gets me closer to the airports and it gets you to a place where people actually want to spend money, not that you’re doing a bad job here, its just that its an older city. The people here don’t need new cars.
Let’s at least sleep on it, we can decide after you get back from Jabooty or whatever it’s called.
Djibouti, I think.
Right… that, OH! your Dad called and said to *She clears her throat and puts on a deeper voice* “Get your ass down to the gym, I’ve got some new students I need help Stretching”… I guess he’s starting up classes again.
Haha okay, I'll head down there… see what he’s doing, but can you do me a favor?
What favor would that be.
~they get very close to each other and Easton whispers in her ear.~
Let me take your car…
~Paige rolls her eyes as we smash cut to Easton speeding down the North Bay streets in a cherry red Chevy Nova, in a classic montage style until he pulls into the parking lot of a repurposed factory building, a large, rusted sign on the front reads “Hip-Toss Wrestling Factory, where dreams are built.” Easton pulls into a reserved parking spot, grabs a gym bag from the back seat and exits the hot rod. He walks into the building, where we get a visual of the training facility. Two rings on either side of the floor, some weightlifting machines and treadmills along the walls, two vending machines by the entrance, stocked full of water. It looks like class is in session, Easton’s about to join in.~
1 Hour Later
COME ON Y’ALL, I DON’T WANT TO SEE ANYBODY BREATHING HARD YET, WE AINT EVEN HALFWAY THROUGH IT YET.
~Eastons running through the class on some endurance drills, and its hitting them HARD. These kids are trying their hardest to keep up with him, but its tough when you haven’t been training as hard for as long.~
Hey East, come down here for a sec.
Hey…Dad…I’m in the middle of a drill can it wait until after…
~Easton doesn’t get a response… just a stare.~
Alright… OKAY… EVERYBODY TAKE 5…
~the students cheer and drop to the ground in exhaustion.~
…BUT EVERYBODY GETS A PLATE OF CHOPS WHEN I GET BACK.
~The students groan.~
What’s the problem?
The problem is your not dong great lately…
Oh my god…
… and I think you need to start thinking more about your future opponent’s son, I mean seriously you get beat by a guy who hasn’t gotten a win in years and then you challenge an undefeated monster…
Dad come on…
I just don’t think it’s a good career move for you alright; you need to stack up some wins and go for Brim and Plethora…
Dad I'm done talking about it alright, you have no idea what I need right now, I need to challenge myself… how else am I going to get better.
By refining what you already have, look let me talk to Marcus and get you an easier match…
No…no dad I can beat Sadie, I’ve been getting better so much quicker now that I’m in OCW, quite frankly it’s scary how good I am now, Sadie’s getting the best me there’s ever been, I’m in the best shape of my life, and I’m as violent as ever, but I need you to trust that I can do this…
… I don’t know… I just…
6 years ago, a man told me… right before I was about to fight for the biggest prize in Canada. “No matter the time, place or opponent… an Alexander will never fail, and will fight till their soul can’t fight anymore.” And the wheels haven’t fallen off yet pop… I’m still fucking fighting… I said a couple weeks ago that Sadie cant beat me one on one… and I still think that, she’s fucked… and tough, there’s no doubt about it, but she’s no Dragon.
~Easton playfully digs an elbow into his father’s forearm, and they smile at each other.~
… No she isn’t, okay bud… you got this alright, I believe in you.
You fucking better… I’m about to kick some ghost ass… thanks dad, now if you excuse me… I have to chop some 15-year-olds… OKAY EVERYBODY, ON THE ROPES.
~Another training session passed and another group of young wrestlers questioning whether they want to continue down this career path, but they’ll come back… they usually come back. But with the day done Easton heads back home.~
Yo! I’m back…
Yo! Can we watch the stuff you filmed on the island now… you promised… I even set up the Tv.
Yeah, for sure, I’ll head upstairs.
~Easton makes his way to the stairs to the second floor, a faint light coming from the bedroom door, the flickering static from the Tv invading the hallway, adding an unsettling aura, he steps into the bedroom and the Tv is set up hooked into Easton’s trusty camcorder. He starts to look through the list of video files… but somethings wrong.~
What the fuck…
~Easton can’t believe it… every file? Corrupted?~
They were fine the other day… what the fuck, every file?
~Every.single.file… gone or destroyed… except for five.~
You
Are
Not
Good
Enough
~He selects the video “you” the screen shifts and glitches to show Footage from Luck of the violent
~Storm pulls Easton down and drops him on top of the pile of chairs and barbed wire with Heroes End!!!!! Despite sitting on barbed wire, Storm holds on for the pin, Scruff slides in with the count~
1!
2!
3!!!!
~He selects the next video... "are" and its footage from his massacre match vs Cypher and Sadie.
~She pulls and pulls, twisting it further and further. Finally, Easton’s left eye makes contact with one of Sadie’s frightening eyes, peeking through her hair. She continues to pull...Scruff can’t take it anymore, he turns and he signals for the bell. The Knife Man yells out “DING! DING!”~
~the next video "Not" starts up. and its footage from the "fire is life" match~
~Easton leans in, underhooking both of Kelson’s arms. HE’S GOING FOR Cursed Night (Spinning Angels Wings)!!!! Easton tries to spin Kelson...but Kelson slips out of the grip and spins around, placing his foot against Easton’s head and swiftly dropping him with Steel Toed Boot!!!! Easton falls to the mat!!! He’s down!! Kelson covers him!! Scruff slides in through the rainfall~
1!
2!
3!!!!!
~The next video "Good" shows footage from technical difficulties.~
He gets to his feet, still holding jaw in pain but doesn’t see Crash flying through the air, catching his head on the way down and spiking him with a modified Crash Report! Crash shoots the half as Scruff is over to make the count~
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
~Easton hovers over the final video..."Enough" and plays it, but there's no match footage, its a mirror image of Easton Alexander, but covered in cuts and bruises. a Easton who is battered and bloodied is a normal sight...but now Easton is staring at a visual representation of his own failures. the video shifts once more... into Sadie Ko, and she's about to reach her hand right through the Tv, Easton moves quickly to unplug the camera but the feed doesn't go away... he's got no other choice. and runs his fist through the Tv...~
Ha... *huff* fuck... Not right now bitch... you gotta wait to get your hands on me... see you soon though.
~Paige walks into the room with a plate of cookies, and sits right next to Easton.~
She do some freeky shit... like before?
Yeah, she almost got through this time... i stopped her.
Good stuff...Just gotta deal with this shit for a little longer, then you can beat her ass and get her to leave us alone.
that's right... May 9th...
What a beautiful night for a curse!
HAHA... your damn right!
~Fade to Black~