Post by Mav. on Oct 6, 2019 23:48:02 GMT -5
T H E R A C E A G A I N S T T H E R E A L M S
P A R T T H R E E
Roleplay for the End of Day's Night Three X*Crown Qualifiers (vs. Lucas Swann)
September 18th, 2019
Feargal's Basement, Earth IX
As soon as Jason closes the door, he turns around to Maverick and is met with a fist connecting his nose. Jason stumbles backwards, slamming his head back onto the door, his nose begins bleeding furiously.
Maverick: YOU FUCKING BASTARD! How could you?! If you're here to save me from this realm, then you should have saved all the other alternate versions of me! You've been running through each and every single one of them, running from the crime you fucking committed and yet you couldn't even save one person? Never mind, you knew these things happened and yet you couldn't have gone back into the past and remind anyone that World War Four was going to happen? All these things, and you still fucked up your world, not the wars between mankind and the machines. You did this to yourself, you self-centered asshole!
Jason looks at Maverick, keeping his mouth shut for the entirety of his rant. Maverick grabs Jason by the collar and pushes him against the door, with a vicious look in his eyes.
Maverick: Imagine what I could be doing in that realm knowing damn well that some time-jumper could have gone back in time and saved Hanna and Alannah. Because if he's anything like me, I would have hunted you down and shot you on sight, you fucking prick! Trust me, Jason, if I had a gun on me right now you wouldn't be standing there... and I wouldn't say it if it wasn't true. Now get the fuck away from me!
As his voice is raised, he pushes Jason away and onto the ground. Maverick makes his way into the dressing room, a place where he feels safe, slamming the door shut and locking it from the inside. The scene changes to the much quieter dressing room, lit by candle light by Maverick, as he places his phone on charge. Maverick reaches over to the television and begins switching through the stations before he finds The XHF Network once again, this time showing Phantom Star Wrestling's Galaxy Wars show. The match being Space Oddity and "Deathstryke" Cyan Komar, as the match continued on through it's brutality, the sounds of Hello World by Diggy Simmons interrupts both men as Lucas Swann steps out from the curtain. The match continued on as a Triple Threat Match, which Space Oddity won. Then the following Galaxy Wars shows up, this match being Space Oddity and Lucas Swann in a one on one contest in which both men were counted out and ended in a no contest draw. Maverick keeps on watching as Lucas Swann is announced the representative of PSW for their chase of the X*Crown, he takes his phone and then places it on charge, ready to go get some sleep. But then, the television switches on again, only this time it shows a match graphic. That graphic being for the Main Event of Night Three in Grand Opera House, Belfast, Northern Ireland... Maverick vs Lucas Swann. His eyes move focus from the television to his phone as he reaches over and unlocks it, turning on the camera and leaning the phone against the wall, pointing at him as he grabs a chair and places it in front of the phone. Maverick switches the lights on that surrounds the mirror and takes his seat on the chair, pressing record on the phone and taking a deep breath.
Maverick: Hello there, whoever may be watching out there. I know from the day I record this, it'll be weeks or months until you could see this but hear me out, I'm recording this from September 18th and I already know some things that's about to happen. To be honest, I don't know why I didn't just re-sign with AWF and put pen to paper on Aleister's promotion, I can't even tell you why this happened until I'm back into the present day with you all. But for now, ladies and gentlemen, it is time! It is time to face the music, it's time to face the facts... Maverick is coming back. The big news, the big shocker, the big royal announcement so it seems to have been. So why have I broken out of retirement and came back to chase for the crown? Well, it's the one thing I have desired for so long but yet came ever so close until failure. The match with Jack, I came so close. The match with Seth, I came so close. Not once I was ever asked to represent AWF for the Crown, because they never found me... suitable enough.
Taking a deep sigh, he puts his head down and shakes his head from side to side before raising it back up and facing the camera once more.
Maverick: You see, the times of being the man that came so close, the days of being the nearly man and being just inches away from the richest prize in this entire network... Those days are over. Those days of being held back from everything I've ever wanted, they're over now. The pursuit of the crown starts with a qualifier, quite like how Night of Champions settled down to a shorter number of participants, and the man I shall face is the one... the only... the unforgiving... THE UNDENIABLE... Lucas Swann. First off, who the fuck are you? From what I've heard, you're Zakk Sawyer but with a brand new name. Which, at first, made me think you're related with Brad Swann but apparently not, which also surprises me that Swann is your last name and so is the XHF European Champion's last name. Do I see you taking that last name because you see the fame in it? Quite possibly, all for the clout too.
Maverick smirks, knowing how easy it is to strike at the man.
Maverick: And then there's Lucas... Like Lucas Miller? It doesn't surprise me after seeing you named after Brad, who's recent tag team partner is also named Lucas, but unlike Lucas Miller... He's actually good for a man who's afraid to even swing for a punch, yet here you are swinging wildly and not hitting anything. You made a mark by interrupting a match in your PSW debut and interjecting yourself into said match but for some unknown reasons you still lost! You had all the advantages any wrestler in that situation could ever have, and yet you lost. I am not a betting man, Lucas, but if Copycat did the exact same thing he'd still win that match. My question to you is what voice, what style, what part of you did you find because all I can see is the same man that ran away for months and never came back until he finally decided he didn't want to be the same as his brother. Maybe he doesn't even have a brother, maybe he's pretending like he has one and it's all a split personality, explaining why he was Zakk Sawyer in the first place. And hey now, I know a couple of people who suffered from MPD and it's scary so Lucas... I know the new personality may be the hybrid of Lucas Miller and Brad Swann but lay it low, brother. Unlike Lucas and Brad, you'll never have the same success rate as them.
Maverick slowly stands from his chair, grabbing and dragging it back to where it once was before standing where he had placed the chair.
Maverick: Sadly the time is nigh for you, Lucas, you got the shit draw and got put against me. I may have the slight bit of ring rust but I think I still know a few tricks that are still up my sleeve. I'm sure I can still keep up with anyone and maybe out-pace them like I used to, bounce off the ropes and keep my agility intact, hit a few hard shots that are enough to leave you prone to a major attack. Don't let the fact that I haven't wrestled in about three months by the time I get into the ring with you be your advantage going into this match, Lucas, I think you'll find yourself laying on the flat of your back with an entire Opera House looking at you with a disgust look on their face, knowing damn well that I just mopped the floor with you. And when the show ends, and everything cuts to darkness, everyone will have the same exact thing running through their minds.
With one last smirk along his face, he says...
Maverick: ...Maverick is back and everyone will fade to black.
With that said, Maverick ends the recording and saves it on his phone. He switches the lights back off and gets to bed, closing his eyes with a smile on his face, enjoying the feeling of finally coming back to the ring once more and doing what he loved the most no matter what he said as the scene fully fades to black.
September 19th, 2019
As an alarm wakes up Maverick, the scene opens with the shot pointing down onto his face where we see Maverick opening his eyes to the sound that disturbs his slumber. He slowly gets up and stands, walking over to his phone and stopping the alarm but there was no alarm coming from his phone. Instead, he turns around to see Jason suddenly standing where Maverick's bed is, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a tablet of some sort that is constantly beeping loudly. With one press, the beeping stops. Maverick still isn't too pleased with Jason after what happened yesterday, but he lets it pass as Jason turns to him.
Jason: So... Where to today, Jay?
Maverick: What does it matter? After what you've told me yesterday, I feel like such shit, but I shouldn't because that's not even my Hanna or my own daughter that died in your world. I think it's just knowing who they are and what they or they'd mean to me if that was me experiencing it.
Jason: I know how you feel, Jay.
Maverick: Do you really though? Like I mean this completely but do you really know how I feel, Jason, because I don't think you do and you will never know how it feels. Do you know how it'll feel knowing that your own daughter and girlfriend of 6 years is all lost because one explosion and one simple time traveler couldn't stop it, he decided to save the world like the hero he ain't. I'm not the Jason Mavis of that alternate reality you popped out of, so in reality, I shouldn't be giving a fuck about it. I'd rather be using the term of "tough shit, mate" in situations like this because I know back at home, my home, Hanna is waiting for me but you're here delaying me of going home! I want to fucking go home! Is that not simple enough?
Jason: Look, I know you just want to go home and I have no problem with that but there is more that I want to show you. Just follow me through it all and then I can bring you home to Hanna, you can then go back to wrestling and then fight for the crown. You just have to believe in me.
Maverick: I guess believing the madman here is like making a deal with the devil... and I'm all about that shit, man.
Jason looks at Maverick with nothing more than a slight smile.
Jason: So you're in?
Maverick: Fuck it but if I don't like this one, then you're bringing me home. We got a deal?
Jason: We do, sir.
Maverick nods and heads for the door and unlocks it, opening it up and heading out into the hallway. Jason follows close behind him, but with one camera shot that looks down to his hand behind his back we see his fingers crossed as he walks out of the room. They both head for a door, one with the golden plaque reading October 21st. Both men look at each other, Jason shrugs his shoulders then glides his hand over Maverick's shoulder to point at the doorknob. Maverick reaches over and grabs it, twisting the doorknob and swinging the door open ever so slowly. He walks in as Jason follows as the scene cuts to black.
October 21st, 20-
Location Unknown
One shot opens up the scene. That one shot being Maverick, frozen, and in some sort of tube. The camera then pans upwards where we're met with both Maverick and Jason looking down at the frozen lifeless yet also alive looking corpse of Maverick himself. He leans closer to take a better look at a futuristic version of himself, tapping on the glass and waving at the frozen Maverick. Jason lets out a deep sigh and rolls his eyes, Maverick looks up and then fixates himself to look at Jason.
Maverick: Is there a problem?
Jason: He's frozen. I'm really doubting his existence still lives on now, wouldn't you agree?
Maverick: I guess so. Where are we anyway? This room is completely white and there's just this. This... This is fucking me!
Jason: It appears so.
Maverick: It's also my birthday, I guess... Happy Birthday Jay! You're frozen to fuck.
Jason: Things just aren't right, I know this realm and he was in Los Angeles when I last saw you in this state.
Maverick: Oh so you have seen me in this state?
Jason: Of course, I know every state you've been in. You've died, you've been disintegrated, you've been paralyzed, you've been frozen and you... you uhm... You've been stuck in the realms for a long time.
Maverick: That's the realm I fucking live in! ...I feel like there's something you ain't telling me, is there?
Jason: Jay, I would never hide a damn thing from you. If I did, I wouldn't be showing you any of this shit. Computer...
Three beeping sounds are heard coming from somewhere in the room.
Jason: Oooh, it works! Give us our exact location and date.
Maverick: Wexford? How the fuck are we here?
Jason: I have no idea. I have no idea how we've ended up seventy whole years in the future. This seems to be a crypt of some sort but I cannot see myself putting us here without a reason. Well, other than seeing how you'll end up in about 70 years...
Maverick: Shut up, Jason. Now tell me why we're stuck here.
Jason: Okay, I brought you here because 70 years ago on this day, you were kidnapped and was brought to LA. You were transferred to a secret lab where they kept you unconscious and locked you into this crypt... No way to open it until the timer runs out.
Maverick: ...and it runs out when?
Jason: In five years time.
Maverick: So how do we get out of this fucking room? I feel like a crazy bastard without the straight jacket.
Jason looks around the room to find a door but finds nothing.
Jason: To safely say that the existence of a door ceases to... well, exist, is an understatement entirely. There has to be something here, there just has to be.
Maverick: Jason, did you have anything planned for me with this?
Jason: Other than the warning of keep eyes in the back of your head.
Maverick sighs.
Maverick: Is it safe to say we're fucked?
Jason: Until I can find a valuable reasoning... Yes.
Then, an unusual sound come from inside the room, like a high pitched pulsating whistle. Jason emits this blue glow around him ad Maverick and himself takes notice of it. Both men look confused at what's going on but then like a flash, he's gone, faded away into nothing. Maverick wanders around the room looking for Jason but he's gone. There's a sheer look of panic on his face, but then the glow comes onto Maverick, and just like Jason... He fades away in a flash. Gone. The scene ends with one last close up of the frozen corpse of Maverick before the sudden twitch from his nose cuts the scene to black.
As soon as Jason closes the door, he turns around to Maverick and is met with a fist connecting his nose. Jason stumbles backwards, slamming his head back onto the door, his nose begins bleeding furiously.
Maverick: YOU FUCKING BASTARD! How could you?! If you're here to save me from this realm, then you should have saved all the other alternate versions of me! You've been running through each and every single one of them, running from the crime you fucking committed and yet you couldn't even save one person? Never mind, you knew these things happened and yet you couldn't have gone back into the past and remind anyone that World War Four was going to happen? All these things, and you still fucked up your world, not the wars between mankind and the machines. You did this to yourself, you self-centered asshole!
Jason looks at Maverick, keeping his mouth shut for the entirety of his rant. Maverick grabs Jason by the collar and pushes him against the door, with a vicious look in his eyes.
Maverick: Imagine what I could be doing in that realm knowing damn well that some time-jumper could have gone back in time and saved Hanna and Alannah. Because if he's anything like me, I would have hunted you down and shot you on sight, you fucking prick! Trust me, Jason, if I had a gun on me right now you wouldn't be standing there... and I wouldn't say it if it wasn't true. Now get the fuck away from me!
As his voice is raised, he pushes Jason away and onto the ground. Maverick makes his way into the dressing room, a place where he feels safe, slamming the door shut and locking it from the inside. The scene changes to the much quieter dressing room, lit by candle light by Maverick, as he places his phone on charge. Maverick reaches over to the television and begins switching through the stations before he finds The XHF Network once again, this time showing Phantom Star Wrestling's Galaxy Wars show. The match being Space Oddity and "Deathstryke" Cyan Komar, as the match continued on through it's brutality, the sounds of Hello World by Diggy Simmons interrupts both men as Lucas Swann steps out from the curtain. The match continued on as a Triple Threat Match, which Space Oddity won. Then the following Galaxy Wars shows up, this match being Space Oddity and Lucas Swann in a one on one contest in which both men were counted out and ended in a no contest draw. Maverick keeps on watching as Lucas Swann is announced the representative of PSW for their chase of the X*Crown, he takes his phone and then places it on charge, ready to go get some sleep. But then, the television switches on again, only this time it shows a match graphic. That graphic being for the Main Event of Night Three in Grand Opera House, Belfast, Northern Ireland... Maverick vs Lucas Swann. His eyes move focus from the television to his phone as he reaches over and unlocks it, turning on the camera and leaning the phone against the wall, pointing at him as he grabs a chair and places it in front of the phone. Maverick switches the lights on that surrounds the mirror and takes his seat on the chair, pressing record on the phone and taking a deep breath.
Maverick: Hello there, whoever may be watching out there. I know from the day I record this, it'll be weeks or months until you could see this but hear me out, I'm recording this from September 18th and I already know some things that's about to happen. To be honest, I don't know why I didn't just re-sign with AWF and put pen to paper on Aleister's promotion, I can't even tell you why this happened until I'm back into the present day with you all. But for now, ladies and gentlemen, it is time! It is time to face the music, it's time to face the facts... Maverick is coming back. The big news, the big shocker, the big royal announcement so it seems to have been. So why have I broken out of retirement and came back to chase for the crown? Well, it's the one thing I have desired for so long but yet came ever so close until failure. The match with Jack, I came so close. The match with Seth, I came so close. Not once I was ever asked to represent AWF for the Crown, because they never found me... suitable enough.
Taking a deep sigh, he puts his head down and shakes his head from side to side before raising it back up and facing the camera once more.
Maverick: You see, the times of being the man that came so close, the days of being the nearly man and being just inches away from the richest prize in this entire network... Those days are over. Those days of being held back from everything I've ever wanted, they're over now. The pursuit of the crown starts with a qualifier, quite like how Night of Champions settled down to a shorter number of participants, and the man I shall face is the one... the only... the unforgiving... THE UNDENIABLE... Lucas Swann. First off, who the fuck are you? From what I've heard, you're Zakk Sawyer but with a brand new name. Which, at first, made me think you're related with Brad Swann but apparently not, which also surprises me that Swann is your last name and so is the XHF European Champion's last name. Do I see you taking that last name because you see the fame in it? Quite possibly, all for the clout too.
Maverick smirks, knowing how easy it is to strike at the man.
Maverick: And then there's Lucas... Like Lucas Miller? It doesn't surprise me after seeing you named after Brad, who's recent tag team partner is also named Lucas, but unlike Lucas Miller... He's actually good for a man who's afraid to even swing for a punch, yet here you are swinging wildly and not hitting anything. You made a mark by interrupting a match in your PSW debut and interjecting yourself into said match but for some unknown reasons you still lost! You had all the advantages any wrestler in that situation could ever have, and yet you lost. I am not a betting man, Lucas, but if Copycat did the exact same thing he'd still win that match. My question to you is what voice, what style, what part of you did you find because all I can see is the same man that ran away for months and never came back until he finally decided he didn't want to be the same as his brother. Maybe he doesn't even have a brother, maybe he's pretending like he has one and it's all a split personality, explaining why he was Zakk Sawyer in the first place. And hey now, I know a couple of people who suffered from MPD and it's scary so Lucas... I know the new personality may be the hybrid of Lucas Miller and Brad Swann but lay it low, brother. Unlike Lucas and Brad, you'll never have the same success rate as them.
Maverick slowly stands from his chair, grabbing and dragging it back to where it once was before standing where he had placed the chair.
Maverick: Sadly the time is nigh for you, Lucas, you got the shit draw and got put against me. I may have the slight bit of ring rust but I think I still know a few tricks that are still up my sleeve. I'm sure I can still keep up with anyone and maybe out-pace them like I used to, bounce off the ropes and keep my agility intact, hit a few hard shots that are enough to leave you prone to a major attack. Don't let the fact that I haven't wrestled in about three months by the time I get into the ring with you be your advantage going into this match, Lucas, I think you'll find yourself laying on the flat of your back with an entire Opera House looking at you with a disgust look on their face, knowing damn well that I just mopped the floor with you. And when the show ends, and everything cuts to darkness, everyone will have the same exact thing running through their minds.
With one last smirk along his face, he says...
Maverick: ...Maverick is back and everyone will fade to black.
With that said, Maverick ends the recording and saves it on his phone. He switches the lights back off and gets to bed, closing his eyes with a smile on his face, enjoying the feeling of finally coming back to the ring once more and doing what he loved the most no matter what he said as the scene fully fades to black.
September 19th, 2019
As an alarm wakes up Maverick, the scene opens with the shot pointing down onto his face where we see Maverick opening his eyes to the sound that disturbs his slumber. He slowly gets up and stands, walking over to his phone and stopping the alarm but there was no alarm coming from his phone. Instead, he turns around to see Jason suddenly standing where Maverick's bed is, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a tablet of some sort that is constantly beeping loudly. With one press, the beeping stops. Maverick still isn't too pleased with Jason after what happened yesterday, but he lets it pass as Jason turns to him.
Jason: So... Where to today, Jay?
Maverick: What does it matter? After what you've told me yesterday, I feel like such shit, but I shouldn't because that's not even my Hanna or my own daughter that died in your world. I think it's just knowing who they are and what they or they'd mean to me if that was me experiencing it.
Jason: I know how you feel, Jay.
Maverick: Do you really though? Like I mean this completely but do you really know how I feel, Jason, because I don't think you do and you will never know how it feels. Do you know how it'll feel knowing that your own daughter and girlfriend of 6 years is all lost because one explosion and one simple time traveler couldn't stop it, he decided to save the world like the hero he ain't. I'm not the Jason Mavis of that alternate reality you popped out of, so in reality, I shouldn't be giving a fuck about it. I'd rather be using the term of "tough shit, mate" in situations like this because I know back at home, my home, Hanna is waiting for me but you're here delaying me of going home! I want to fucking go home! Is that not simple enough?
Jason: Look, I know you just want to go home and I have no problem with that but there is more that I want to show you. Just follow me through it all and then I can bring you home to Hanna, you can then go back to wrestling and then fight for the crown. You just have to believe in me.
Maverick: I guess believing the madman here is like making a deal with the devil... and I'm all about that shit, man.
Jason looks at Maverick with nothing more than a slight smile.
Jason: So you're in?
Maverick: Fuck it but if I don't like this one, then you're bringing me home. We got a deal?
Jason: We do, sir.
Maverick nods and heads for the door and unlocks it, opening it up and heading out into the hallway. Jason follows close behind him, but with one camera shot that looks down to his hand behind his back we see his fingers crossed as he walks out of the room. They both head for a door, one with the golden plaque reading October 21st. Both men look at each other, Jason shrugs his shoulders then glides his hand over Maverick's shoulder to point at the doorknob. Maverick reaches over and grabs it, twisting the doorknob and swinging the door open ever so slowly. He walks in as Jason follows as the scene cuts to black.
October 21st, 20-
Location Unknown
One shot opens up the scene. That one shot being Maverick, frozen, and in some sort of tube. The camera then pans upwards where we're met with both Maverick and Jason looking down at the frozen lifeless yet also alive looking corpse of Maverick himself. He leans closer to take a better look at a futuristic version of himself, tapping on the glass and waving at the frozen Maverick. Jason lets out a deep sigh and rolls his eyes, Maverick looks up and then fixates himself to look at Jason.
Maverick: Is there a problem?
Jason: He's frozen. I'm really doubting his existence still lives on now, wouldn't you agree?
Maverick: I guess so. Where are we anyway? This room is completely white and there's just this. This... This is fucking me!
Jason: It appears so.
Maverick: It's also my birthday, I guess... Happy Birthday Jay! You're frozen to fuck.
Jason: Things just aren't right, I know this realm and he was in Los Angeles when I last saw you in this state.
Maverick: Oh so you have seen me in this state?
Jason: Of course, I know every state you've been in. You've died, you've been disintegrated, you've been paralyzed, you've been frozen and you... you uhm... You've been stuck in the realms for a long time.
Maverick: That's the realm I fucking live in! ...I feel like there's something you ain't telling me, is there?
Jason: Jay, I would never hide a damn thing from you. If I did, I wouldn't be showing you any of this shit. Computer...
Three beeping sounds are heard coming from somewhere in the room.
Jason: Oooh, it works! Give us our exact location and date.
"The exact location is Wexford Town, County Wexford, Ireland. The date is the Twenty-First of October... Two Thousand and Eighty Nine."
Jason: I have no idea. I have no idea how we've ended up seventy whole years in the future. This seems to be a crypt of some sort but I cannot see myself putting us here without a reason. Well, other than seeing how you'll end up in about 70 years...
Maverick: Shut up, Jason. Now tell me why we're stuck here.
Jason: Okay, I brought you here because 70 years ago on this day, you were kidnapped and was brought to LA. You were transferred to a secret lab where they kept you unconscious and locked you into this crypt... No way to open it until the timer runs out.
Maverick: ...and it runs out when?
Jason: In five years time.
Maverick: So how do we get out of this fucking room? I feel like a crazy bastard without the straight jacket.
Jason looks around the room to find a door but finds nothing.
Jason: To safely say that the existence of a door ceases to... well, exist, is an understatement entirely. There has to be something here, there just has to be.
Maverick: Jason, did you have anything planned for me with this?
Jason: Other than the warning of keep eyes in the back of your head.
Maverick sighs.
Maverick: Is it safe to say we're fucked?
Jason: Until I can find a valuable reasoning... Yes.
Then, an unusual sound come from inside the room, like a high pitched pulsating whistle. Jason emits this blue glow around him ad Maverick and himself takes notice of it. Both men look confused at what's going on but then like a flash, he's gone, faded away into nothing. Maverick wanders around the room looking for Jason but he's gone. There's a sheer look of panic on his face, but then the glow comes onto Maverick, and just like Jason... He fades away in a flash. Gone. The scene ends with one last close up of the frozen corpse of Maverick before the sudden twitch from his nose cuts the scene to black.
TO BE CONTINUED.
