Ecclesiastes 3:8 - Timmy Draven War Games RP
Jan 23, 2024 16:16:57 GMT -5
Mongo the Destroyer, flo, and 2 more like this
Post by "The High Roller" Wesley Crane on Jan 23, 2024 16:16:57 GMT -5
We open the scene to the Adirondack Mountains of Upstate NY. It’s a blustery cold day at Draven Acres, the home to Professional Wrestling Hall of Famer, Timmy Draven. We find Timmy Draven outside, loading up some wood that he chopped the day before. Once he has an armful, he heads back inside his custom built log cabin. He walks the wood into the sunroom where the wood burning stove sits. He places the wood down next to the stove. Next he opens the door to the stove and tosses in a couple of pieces of wood. He closes the door and then walks over to his Amish made rocking chair. He takes a seat and takes a deep breath. He slowly exhales and reaches over to grab his cup of coffee. He takes a sip and then sits the coffee on the end stand next to his chair. Also sitting there is a bible. Timmy reaches over and opens it.
Timmy Draven: “Ecclesiastes 3:8… A time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace.”
Timmy closes his bible and places it back down on the stand. He lifts up his coffee mug and takes another deep breath.
Timmy Draven: “I spend every single day of my life loving on people. If you know anything about what I do here at Draven Acres, then you know just how much I love people. People look up to me. People look at me for leadership. For shelter. For protection… and I provide those things for my friends who stay here at Draven Acres…
And while the “good book” talks of hate, I refuse to hate people. I do not allow hate to enter my heart. No, I believe in love over hate every single time. Call it the old school hippy in me, but I believe in the goodness of people. I believe in MY people. This world is filled with hate. This world is filled with snakes. People who will take you out, just for fun. There are people in this world that don’t want to see you succeed. They want to see you fail so they feel better about their own lives. People like that are not allowed here at Draven Acres. Draven Acres is a place for like minded people to come stay and grow as human beings. A safe place for people to get away from the world.”
Timmy stands up and walks over to the window. He looks out to his property. You can see a few log cabins in the distance. Smoke coming out of their chimneys. Timmy looks to the left and looks out the window. There he sees a large clearing. There are some kids playing on a swing set.
Timmy Draven: “A time for war and a time for peace. Dominicus, forgive me for refusing to call you by your full name, but there’s only one Lord in my eyes and he isn’t you… with that said, Dominicus, I’ve heard stories about you and about what you do inside the ring. In fact, I’ve paid close attention to all five of you opponents inside war games. I’ve watched videos of your matches. I’ve listened to other wrestlers who have experiences inside the ring with you all, and I need to admit, you’re all impressive.”
Timmy looks out to the left. More cabins with smoke coming out of their chimneys.
Timmy Draven: “But let’s not get things twisted. I know Wesley Crane. I know Preston Andre Reese. I know of Rage & Cage. I’ve watched videos of Rage & Cage and they’re an impressive tag team in Wrestle:UK. If they ever split up, there’s no doubt in my mind that they’d both be champions. Preston is as gifted as his old man is. Anything he touches turns to gold… and Wesley is my protege. I taught him everything he knows. Wesley has proven himself to be one of the best in Wrestle:UK. He’s the longest World Champion in history. He’s now the Two Kingdoms Champion. Wesley knows his way around a wrestling ring and he’s proven time and time again that he doesn’t mind bleeding for this business. Heck, the guy has a huge gash on his forehead from the Hardcore Battle Royal. The fact is, I’m not teamed up with some chumps just looking to earn a buck. No, I’m in war games with some of the greatest warriors in the world. Love them or hate them, and by God, there are a lot of you that hate them, they are some of the toughest guys in the business today.”
Timmy walks through his cabin, tosses his jacket on once again and heads outside. As soon as he steps on the porch, he blows in his hands to try to warm them up a little. He walks off the porch, but not before taking a scoop of chicken feed and tossing it on the ground. Dozens of chickens come running from all directions of the yard. As he walks through the yard, he looks around at the goats, cows and pigs that are in their separate areas. He walks over to the wood pile. He places a piece of wood on the ground, standing up. He picks up his ax and chops the piece of wood. He looks up and begins talking again.
Timmy Draven: “The good book prophesied about such times as this. War Games will not be for the faint of heart. It will, most definitely, be a war. People will bleed… a lot… and there’s a very good possibility that people will be taken out on stretchers… and I’ve made peace with that. I’ve made peace with the fact that Dominicus, Lady Evil, Lynx and the Glucks must be not only defeated, but they must be destroyed. I’ve made peace with the fact that the world is going to see a side of me that they have longed to see for so long. At War Games, the gloves are off. At War Games The Lone Wolf, Timmy Draven makes his returns and he isn’t going out without a fight. I’m coming to Scotland on February 12th and I’m walking in as a long shot, but I’m leaving as a winner… because the thing some people forget about Timmy Draven is that I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure I win. I’ll see you in Scotland.
Scene ends.
Timmy Draven: “Ecclesiastes 3:8… A time to love and a time to hate, a time for war and a time for peace.”
Timmy closes his bible and places it back down on the stand. He lifts up his coffee mug and takes another deep breath.
Timmy Draven: “I spend every single day of my life loving on people. If you know anything about what I do here at Draven Acres, then you know just how much I love people. People look up to me. People look at me for leadership. For shelter. For protection… and I provide those things for my friends who stay here at Draven Acres…
And while the “good book” talks of hate, I refuse to hate people. I do not allow hate to enter my heart. No, I believe in love over hate every single time. Call it the old school hippy in me, but I believe in the goodness of people. I believe in MY people. This world is filled with hate. This world is filled with snakes. People who will take you out, just for fun. There are people in this world that don’t want to see you succeed. They want to see you fail so they feel better about their own lives. People like that are not allowed here at Draven Acres. Draven Acres is a place for like minded people to come stay and grow as human beings. A safe place for people to get away from the world.”
Timmy stands up and walks over to the window. He looks out to his property. You can see a few log cabins in the distance. Smoke coming out of their chimneys. Timmy looks to the left and looks out the window. There he sees a large clearing. There are some kids playing on a swing set.
Timmy Draven: “A time for war and a time for peace. Dominicus, forgive me for refusing to call you by your full name, but there’s only one Lord in my eyes and he isn’t you… with that said, Dominicus, I’ve heard stories about you and about what you do inside the ring. In fact, I’ve paid close attention to all five of you opponents inside war games. I’ve watched videos of your matches. I’ve listened to other wrestlers who have experiences inside the ring with you all, and I need to admit, you’re all impressive.”
Timmy looks out to the left. More cabins with smoke coming out of their chimneys.
Timmy Draven: “But let’s not get things twisted. I know Wesley Crane. I know Preston Andre Reese. I know of Rage & Cage. I’ve watched videos of Rage & Cage and they’re an impressive tag team in Wrestle:UK. If they ever split up, there’s no doubt in my mind that they’d both be champions. Preston is as gifted as his old man is. Anything he touches turns to gold… and Wesley is my protege. I taught him everything he knows. Wesley has proven himself to be one of the best in Wrestle:UK. He’s the longest World Champion in history. He’s now the Two Kingdoms Champion. Wesley knows his way around a wrestling ring and he’s proven time and time again that he doesn’t mind bleeding for this business. Heck, the guy has a huge gash on his forehead from the Hardcore Battle Royal. The fact is, I’m not teamed up with some chumps just looking to earn a buck. No, I’m in war games with some of the greatest warriors in the world. Love them or hate them, and by God, there are a lot of you that hate them, they are some of the toughest guys in the business today.”
Timmy walks through his cabin, tosses his jacket on once again and heads outside. As soon as he steps on the porch, he blows in his hands to try to warm them up a little. He walks off the porch, but not before taking a scoop of chicken feed and tossing it on the ground. Dozens of chickens come running from all directions of the yard. As he walks through the yard, he looks around at the goats, cows and pigs that are in their separate areas. He walks over to the wood pile. He places a piece of wood on the ground, standing up. He picks up his ax and chops the piece of wood. He looks up and begins talking again.
Timmy Draven: “The good book prophesied about such times as this. War Games will not be for the faint of heart. It will, most definitely, be a war. People will bleed… a lot… and there’s a very good possibility that people will be taken out on stretchers… and I’ve made peace with that. I’ve made peace with the fact that Dominicus, Lady Evil, Lynx and the Glucks must be not only defeated, but they must be destroyed. I’ve made peace with the fact that the world is going to see a side of me that they have longed to see for so long. At War Games, the gloves are off. At War Games The Lone Wolf, Timmy Draven makes his returns and he isn’t going out without a fight. I’m coming to Scotland on February 12th and I’m walking in as a long shot, but I’m leaving as a winner… because the thing some people forget about Timmy Draven is that I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure I win. I’ll see you in Scotland.
Scene ends.
