From the Halls of Montezuma {Sniper GUNs X*Crown Special}
Nov 4, 2022 3:39:53 GMT -5
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Post by The Dunne Deal on Nov 4, 2022 3:39:53 GMT -5
Johnny Sniper stands in his bedroom starting at two sets of clothing laid out on the bed in front of it. On his left, his left a set of jungle green camouflage fatigues. Quite similar to his normal wrestling gear, albeit with the added patches, signifying his branch of service and enlisted rank. And to his right, his dress uniform. As he looks at the two outfits, Gwen Holiday enters the room behind him, gently kissing him on the cheek.
Gwen: “The boys are asleep, if you want to... Well, you know.”
Sniper slyly smiles.
Sniper: “Never change, honey. Never change.”
Gwen notices the clothes on the bed.
Gwen: “So what is this for?”
Sniper: “Couple of things. One the Marine Corps Ball is in a week, and I’m trying to line up my service medals on my dress blues, and two. I’m looking for inspiration for some new ring gear, especially since Zoran offered me an X*Crown opportunity in South Korea.”
Gwen: “South Korea, isn’t that dangerous?”
Sniper: “Your thinking of North Korea, or as correctly called The People Democratic’s Republic of Korea.”
Gwen: “What’s the difference?”
Sniper: “South Korea, gave us K-Pop, and North Korea is run by a sentient Mr. Potatohead.”
Gwen: “Oh, I see says the blind man.”
Gwen looks closer at the clothes on the bed.
Gwen: “You know, you always seem to drift towards gear that looks like your Jungle Greens, but never your Desert Khakis. Any reason as to why?”
Sniper says nothing to Gwen and instead heads to his closet, retrieving a set of khaki-colored camos, before walking over and them out on the bed.
Sniper: "This.”
Sniper points to the left leg of the pants, pointing out a rather decent size hole, Gwen looks on in shock.
Sniper: “2019. July 17th, Baghdad, Iraq. During a routine exercise, my platoon was ambushed by members of al-Qaeda. We return fire and made a hasty retreat back to base. However and during the retreat, I was shot in the back of my left calf by an AK-47. A complete in and out that shattered my shin bone in two. It's one of the reasons why I had to be discharged from the military. The bone was shattered. I had to undergo emergency surgery, replacing most of my tibia with a metal rod. It's one of the reasons why I've often delivered the Killshot with my left leg. Of course, most people would have never noticed that."
Sniper rolls up his pants revealing a pretty nasty-looking scar on his left leg. Indicating that he's not lying about the story.
Sniper: "Nowadays I wear pants to cover the damage, and I don't wear the deserts, because it's just a sad reminder. I was in charge of those men, and instead of fighting and allowing them to escape to their families, I ran like a coward. I wasn't well versed in close-quarters combat. I'm more of a distance man. It's one of the reasons why I was a sniper in the Marine Corps and a damn good one. And, here it is a few years later and that life is behind me. I'm a civilian again. I'm a civilian with a job and a lovely family that I would protect with everything I have."
Gwen walks over to Johnny and hugs him
Gwen: "You don't have to explain any more than what you just did. It's a bad memory and I understand why."
Johnny looks at Gwen and smiles.
Sniper: "So that's the plan for next week. We'll go to the Marine Corps ball on Thursday, and then We will… correction I will the early flight to South Korea to take part in the USO show. With the intent of beating Zoran for the X*Crown."
Gwen looks a little pissed off at the idea that Johnny wants to go by himself.
Gwen: “You don't want me to go with you?”
Sniper: “Gwen someone has to stay here to watch the boys, and we haven't been able to get in contact with your brother in almost 2 months.”
Gwen looks a little disappointed but reluctantly agrees with Sniper.
Gwen: “So do you have a plan for Zoran? I mean he's done things that most people haven't been able to do. He won The Rumble this year as well as End of Days. He's a two-time X*Crown Champion.”
Sniper: “These are valid points, but it's weird. I don't have a problem with Zoran, the man has pretty much gained my respect, without ever having faced him one-on-one before. I mean he's treating me as a veteran, despite not being American, and not knowing a lot of our history and culture. Especially when it comes to the military. He’s been kind enough to allow me to fight for one of the biggest… Correction, the biggest prize in the entire XHF Network. On a military base, in front of my peers, on Veterans Day. Which is way more than our own country gives people like me. Hell, it's way more than half the people in this country offer people like me. See when you sign up, and go through your training, and you go off to war, and you fight for America's freedoms and all of that nonsense. To the entire country, you are a hero. They love you. They adore you. Men want to be you.”
Sniper chuckles
Sniper: “And, women want to be with you. Trust me when I say this, there's something about a guy in uniform and women. I don't know what it is. But, the minute you're discharged, the minute you retire. You become an afterthought. Don't believe me? Ask yourself, why are there so many homeless veterans? Because all this country cares about is our time being a hero. And when that is over and you’re now an ordinary person. They forget you, and there's nothing we can do about it. We suffer in silence. I've seen so many of my friends and fellow servicemen commit suicide because they felt unwanted. I mean look at the metals that I have on my Dress Blue uniform. The war on Terror medal, War in Afghanistan, Iraq, Marksmanship, three goddamn Purple Hearts, and one Bronze Star. Out of all the medals I have, the one I cannot stand is the Purple Hear.t I understand there's some honor in having one, but to me, it’s a consolation prize. It's like the US military’s way of saying sorry you got hurt, here’s a shiny trinket for you. It's weird, Zoran, a man that I should be trying everything I can to destroy. Is giving me a better gift on Veterans Day, than most jobs in this country would. Most jobs in this country would have told me ‘Hey, your a veteran, congratulations, now here's a gift card to a restaurant you'll never eat at.’ Or, ‘Here's a free membership to a gym you're already a member of.’ Or some other stupid shit.
Gwen looks at Johnny.
Gwen: “Hey we used that last gift card you got.”
Sniper: “True, but was for Red Lobster, and we frequent Red Lobster quite a bit.”
Gwen: “Hey, it's not my fault those Cheddar Bay Biscuits are like crack.
Sniper chuckles for a quick second.
Sniper: “Okay, Gwen I'll give you that one. Those are very addictive, but let's stop talking about them before I end up getting in the car, and going. Cuz, you're going to make me hungry.
Gwen smiles.
Gwen: “Maybe, afterward, if you will as a date night.
Sniper: “Why do I have to win to make it a date night.”
Gwen: “Okay, you have a point there.”
Sniper: “It's weird, I feel this feeling, I haven't felt in a long time. I feel honored to be given a chance to do what I'm going to do. See right now while I would love to walk away from this one-time-only event, this special occasion as the X*Crown Champion. I know I have a lot of work for me. But the idea is that I'm doing this in front of other men and women, who are currently doing what I did. Some of whom I trained with, and some of which I trained myself. It's the highest honor to me since becoming a professional wrestler. I never thought I would ever have a chance to. And Zoran is giving me that opportunity, and I cannot be mad at him for it. I cannot in my heart with any good intentions go and say anything negative about the man. He's letting me realize a dream that I didn’t even know I had in this business. But as honored as I am, Zoran, forgot one thing.”
Gwen: “What’s that?”
Sniper: “No matter how much I thank him for this opportunity. No matter how much he tells the world how much he’s looking forward to facing me. And even with this retirement tour, he’s doing. At this show, despite it being his brainchild. He’s automatically the bad guy. I mean why would those men and women, boo one of their own. I mean it’s possible but highly unlikely. Zoran is going to be the stereotypical foreign heel, and they are going to look at me, the proud American, to stop him.”
Gwen: “I think times have changed, since then, and besides the show’s in South Korea.”
Sniper: “On a US Military Base, full of active duty soldiers, sailors, Marines, and airmen, most of which, are wanting to see me win. And I’m going to do my best to not disappoint them. So Zoran, my fellow servicemen are off limits, you fall out of line and try to attack any of them. You’ll beg me to end your suffering, but I hope you won’t. I want to give you, one hell of a fight. I want to beat you and stand victorious in that ring, in front of my peers. And afterward, and I’ll probably do it even if I lose. I want to shake your hand, like a gentleman, and say thank you. And then introduce you to Soju. Zoran I’m going to do my damnest to beat the hell out of you, and I expect the same.”
Gwen: “The boys are asleep, if you want to... Well, you know.”
Sniper slyly smiles.
Sniper: “Never change, honey. Never change.”
Gwen notices the clothes on the bed.
Gwen: “So what is this for?”
Sniper: “Couple of things. One the Marine Corps Ball is in a week, and I’m trying to line up my service medals on my dress blues, and two. I’m looking for inspiration for some new ring gear, especially since Zoran offered me an X*Crown opportunity in South Korea.”
Gwen: “South Korea, isn’t that dangerous?”
Sniper: “Your thinking of North Korea, or as correctly called The People Democratic’s Republic of Korea.”
Gwen: “What’s the difference?”
Sniper: “South Korea, gave us K-Pop, and North Korea is run by a sentient Mr. Potatohead.”
Gwen: “Oh, I see says the blind man.”
Gwen looks closer at the clothes on the bed.
Gwen: “You know, you always seem to drift towards gear that looks like your Jungle Greens, but never your Desert Khakis. Any reason as to why?”
Sniper says nothing to Gwen and instead heads to his closet, retrieving a set of khaki-colored camos, before walking over and them out on the bed.
Sniper: "This.”
Sniper points to the left leg of the pants, pointing out a rather decent size hole, Gwen looks on in shock.
Sniper: “2019. July 17th, Baghdad, Iraq. During a routine exercise, my platoon was ambushed by members of al-Qaeda. We return fire and made a hasty retreat back to base. However and during the retreat, I was shot in the back of my left calf by an AK-47. A complete in and out that shattered my shin bone in two. It's one of the reasons why I had to be discharged from the military. The bone was shattered. I had to undergo emergency surgery, replacing most of my tibia with a metal rod. It's one of the reasons why I've often delivered the Killshot with my left leg. Of course, most people would have never noticed that."
Sniper rolls up his pants revealing a pretty nasty-looking scar on his left leg. Indicating that he's not lying about the story.
Sniper: "Nowadays I wear pants to cover the damage, and I don't wear the deserts, because it's just a sad reminder. I was in charge of those men, and instead of fighting and allowing them to escape to their families, I ran like a coward. I wasn't well versed in close-quarters combat. I'm more of a distance man. It's one of the reasons why I was a sniper in the Marine Corps and a damn good one. And, here it is a few years later and that life is behind me. I'm a civilian again. I'm a civilian with a job and a lovely family that I would protect with everything I have."
Gwen walks over to Johnny and hugs him
Gwen: "You don't have to explain any more than what you just did. It's a bad memory and I understand why."
Johnny looks at Gwen and smiles.
Sniper: "So that's the plan for next week. We'll go to the Marine Corps ball on Thursday, and then We will… correction I will the early flight to South Korea to take part in the USO show. With the intent of beating Zoran for the X*Crown."
Gwen looks a little pissed off at the idea that Johnny wants to go by himself.
Gwen: “You don't want me to go with you?”
Sniper: “Gwen someone has to stay here to watch the boys, and we haven't been able to get in contact with your brother in almost 2 months.”
Gwen looks a little disappointed but reluctantly agrees with Sniper.
Gwen: “So do you have a plan for Zoran? I mean he's done things that most people haven't been able to do. He won The Rumble this year as well as End of Days. He's a two-time X*Crown Champion.”
Sniper: “These are valid points, but it's weird. I don't have a problem with Zoran, the man has pretty much gained my respect, without ever having faced him one-on-one before. I mean he's treating me as a veteran, despite not being American, and not knowing a lot of our history and culture. Especially when it comes to the military. He’s been kind enough to allow me to fight for one of the biggest… Correction, the biggest prize in the entire XHF Network. On a military base, in front of my peers, on Veterans Day. Which is way more than our own country gives people like me. Hell, it's way more than half the people in this country offer people like me. See when you sign up, and go through your training, and you go off to war, and you fight for America's freedoms and all of that nonsense. To the entire country, you are a hero. They love you. They adore you. Men want to be you.”
Sniper chuckles
Sniper: “And, women want to be with you. Trust me when I say this, there's something about a guy in uniform and women. I don't know what it is. But, the minute you're discharged, the minute you retire. You become an afterthought. Don't believe me? Ask yourself, why are there so many homeless veterans? Because all this country cares about is our time being a hero. And when that is over and you’re now an ordinary person. They forget you, and there's nothing we can do about it. We suffer in silence. I've seen so many of my friends and fellow servicemen commit suicide because they felt unwanted. I mean look at the metals that I have on my Dress Blue uniform. The war on Terror medal, War in Afghanistan, Iraq, Marksmanship, three goddamn Purple Hearts, and one Bronze Star. Out of all the medals I have, the one I cannot stand is the Purple Hear.t I understand there's some honor in having one, but to me, it’s a consolation prize. It's like the US military’s way of saying sorry you got hurt, here’s a shiny trinket for you. It's weird, Zoran, a man that I should be trying everything I can to destroy. Is giving me a better gift on Veterans Day, than most jobs in this country would. Most jobs in this country would have told me ‘Hey, your a veteran, congratulations, now here's a gift card to a restaurant you'll never eat at.’ Or, ‘Here's a free membership to a gym you're already a member of.’ Or some other stupid shit.
Gwen looks at Johnny.
Gwen: “Hey we used that last gift card you got.”
Sniper: “True, but was for Red Lobster, and we frequent Red Lobster quite a bit.”
Gwen: “Hey, it's not my fault those Cheddar Bay Biscuits are like crack.
Sniper chuckles for a quick second.
Sniper: “Okay, Gwen I'll give you that one. Those are very addictive, but let's stop talking about them before I end up getting in the car, and going. Cuz, you're going to make me hungry.
Gwen smiles.
Gwen: “Maybe, afterward, if you will as a date night.
Sniper: “Why do I have to win to make it a date night.”
Gwen: “Okay, you have a point there.”
Sniper: “It's weird, I feel this feeling, I haven't felt in a long time. I feel honored to be given a chance to do what I'm going to do. See right now while I would love to walk away from this one-time-only event, this special occasion as the X*Crown Champion. I know I have a lot of work for me. But the idea is that I'm doing this in front of other men and women, who are currently doing what I did. Some of whom I trained with, and some of which I trained myself. It's the highest honor to me since becoming a professional wrestler. I never thought I would ever have a chance to. And Zoran is giving me that opportunity, and I cannot be mad at him for it. I cannot in my heart with any good intentions go and say anything negative about the man. He's letting me realize a dream that I didn’t even know I had in this business. But as honored as I am, Zoran, forgot one thing.”
Gwen: “What’s that?”
Sniper: “No matter how much I thank him for this opportunity. No matter how much he tells the world how much he’s looking forward to facing me. And even with this retirement tour, he’s doing. At this show, despite it being his brainchild. He’s automatically the bad guy. I mean why would those men and women, boo one of their own. I mean it’s possible but highly unlikely. Zoran is going to be the stereotypical foreign heel, and they are going to look at me, the proud American, to stop him.”
Gwen: “I think times have changed, since then, and besides the show’s in South Korea.”
Sniper: “On a US Military Base, full of active duty soldiers, sailors, Marines, and airmen, most of which, are wanting to see me win. And I’m going to do my best to not disappoint them. So Zoran, my fellow servicemen are off limits, you fall out of line and try to attack any of them. You’ll beg me to end your suffering, but I hope you won’t. I want to give you, one hell of a fight. I want to beat you and stand victorious in that ring, in front of my peers. And afterward, and I’ll probably do it even if I lose. I want to shake your hand, like a gentleman, and say thank you. And then introduce you to Soju. Zoran I’m going to do my damnest to beat the hell out of you, and I expect the same.”