Straight-Edge Zach
The Enforcer
 Number of posts : 3564
Registration date : 2007-12-02
Points : 10
 |  Subject: Eric Logan's Fate  Mon Dec 22, 2008 11:42 pm | |
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The camera pans into a dimly lit room. You can barely see the outlines of various gym equipment. The camera circles around the room, the light turns on and you can see Zachary standing next to the bench press. He is looking out a window with his back to the camera, wearing his usual coat, gloves and boots. Zach nods his head down and begins to speak.
>>Zachary<<
It seems that no matter how hard I try there’s always someone standing in my way, always one more obstacle, one more adversity. One more jackass looking at his own shot at glory. That someone is Eric Logan. Last week on the Saturday Night Special of Carnage I was assaulted before my scheduled match up with “Black Dagger” Luke McCoy, the assaulter was Eric Logan…but I made good to my promises. I promised that whatever he did to me on that fateful night, I would do worse to him. Battered and bruised I attacked him back and left him on the hood of his car, eliminated for the rest of the night.
Zachary turns around, he has a black eye and a bandage around his head, covering his left arm and around his waist. You can see cuts on his mouth and chest.
>>Zachary<<
I got lucky that night, I’m lucky to be standing here, and hell I’ll be lucky to walk into Silent Night, Deadly Night 100%. But that isn’t going to stop me. My retribution against Eric Logan goes far beyond a beat down in the parking lot. No I have a point to prove, I have to do more than hurt him physically. I need to destroy him…and the only way I can think of doing that is to realise my destiny and win the Carnage World Championship. A match that’s being built as possibly the greatest in CGS history is not going to live to the hype. It’s not going to be the greatest wrestling match, it’s going to be the hardest fought fight in history. The participants will not leave the same as they entered. One will have his spirit killed, the other although hurt will still be happier having that gold around their waste.
Zachary sits on the bench and looks away from the camera. He puts his hands on the back on his head and starts rocking back and forth.
>>Zachary<<
I got a fucking migraine that can’t be cured with medicine. But I know the cure, the cure is Eric Logan down on the canvas begging for mercy, but I don’t have any mercy for one like him. One, who smokes, drinks and does drugs. He laughs at me, I know it a lot of you laugh at me. Cause I believe different things than you do. I’m against drinking, I walk into a bar and order a coke. So what it’s better than having some bitter tasting alcohol. I know, I’ve seen its affects…in my teen years. Daddy liked to get drunk, daddy liked to get high, daddy smoked until it killed him! Do you know what it feels like? Hearing a doctor tell him to stop, then watching him continue. It killed me! It drove me to major suppressed anger. And with all that anger you need an outlet don’t you? So I did some armature wrestling, and oh boy was I good. But it’s only a matter of time before someone turns pro, I did. And I’ve had a pretty successful career thus far. I managed to channel anger into skill, until it was all gone. I’m going to main event a pay-per-view and realise my child hood dream of becoming a world champion. I’m going to use my newfound anger to fuel my engine of destruction.
Zachary stands up again, he starts throwing punches into the air.
>>Zachary<<
Eric Logan has made me feel things I have not felt in years. My hatred towards drugs is at an all-time high. And my hatred towards my father…is now my hatred for Eric Logan. I got a lot of things to get of my chest, and this match at Silent Night, Deadly Night is going to be a good start. Winning that world title is currently one of the two things I want most in this world. Beating Eric Logan is a bonus. I can’t wait, I need this, I want this and after this…things will never be the same again. You will all look at me in a new light with a newfound respect…you will look at Eric in a similar fashion…we’re going to make history in this bout. And my career is going to come full circle. But it won’t end there.
Zachary stops punching the air, he looks into the camera and takes a deep breath. He closes his eyes and exhales then keeps them closed as he speaks.
>>Zachary<<
My retribution is just...I will see you all at Silent Night, Deadly Night. Merry Christmas Exile fans.
The camera fades to black with the image of Zachary’s face on the screen.
END RP
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