Post by James King on Oct 24, 2011 1:02:00 GMT -5
To Thine own self be True
Upcoming Event: Insane Wrestling Society's Hallowicked
Next Match: Debut Match Seven-Man Battle Royal for the Barbarian Championship
We open up in the rain, and looking at a grey stone only legible by the light of the lighting.
Stride Bloodline
1987 ~ 2011
(James King's Voice speaking)
{: "This child of the Lord, this divine soul that is of his own. She had fallen, she has grabbed thorns, and she has grabbed razors on wire. What has thy punishment been? Breaking a vow, and unbreakable vow, and how should she be judged upon completing the task? A door that once hung wide open being slammed in her face, and there is where we start my brothers and sisters. We start at the beginning, in the dark. The Cold, the black, the endless dark. Rest in peace, before to long you will find the light. It's almost over I promise. Hang on a little longer young one." :}
fading to black softly and then reopening from the center is another grey headstone next to the other the rain drops running down it like tear drops.
Psyche Bloodline
1985 ~
(James King's Voice speaking)
{: "Brother still in the light, help to make everything right. I wish I may I wish I might have one wish before my flight. This child is so open to the world, and so his soul so divine that even the darkest of days can not seem at all gray. If I give to thee one job, it is in your name to remember. You better help all to remember, least we all forget, then we only lie to ourselves and then are trapped in the dark web of lies, never forget above all, to thine own self be true." :}
The rain keeps falling and there stands a gut with long hair dripping wet in front of his face, his eyeliner is smearing from the falling rain hitting his face. To the right of him is a guy looking similar to him, but slightly shorter. The long dark hair guy smirks and is leaning on a shovel while a preacher is reciting something. He thought that he heard it in the wind of the storm. The sobbing of the few people at this small memorial service. James thinks about death, all the time the fall time most of all. The nights growing so dark what a great time to become the king barbarian. He would be like a prince of darkness almost like death delivering peace to the living. So then what happens after death, after complete darkness and rest?
(James King's Voice speaking)
In the dark a man gets bored, a person grows cold, and one gets bored, and I went looking for trouble, and boy... did I ever find her.
...And ... so it begins ...
"I'm Only Happy When it Rains' by Garbage
(James King's Voice speaking)
The rain was falling hard, and people dressed in black all sobbing. Another kid had been shot down in this city of love, in many cities but yet this one is so tragic that for the surrounding people their lives are on pause, they are on slow motion, or they have only hit a snag in the road and will deal with it when they have time. Time, the most valuable asset to this man if not to all others. I take the time to spend with people I want and doing the things I want. This makes me look bad in the eyes of some, I do not work a steady job, I live with my brother still. I had a girl tell me on a date that I am too much of a child, but if the child inside me dies then in a way I am like this poor youth that was taken down in his prime. As people start to walk away I puff on my long dark oak pipe, there is a hood over my head. Christian my brother stands next to me under the ledge of a small building. This is just a side job we are doing, grave diggers. I like to be there to put people to rest, and lay them at peace. It won't be long I assure them till their Lord will deliver them to their nirvana. Things never stop they only end, but ever ending leads to a new beginning.
As I shovel dirt (mud more accurately) over this coffin I think about what the person inside was going through. Reliving every year on earth, every moment, every day, all the seconds as defined as the reel of a movie playing back for you. Or perhaps it is just a quick flash and then forever darkness with nothing but yourself to keep you company. Christian used the machine to pressed the rest of the pile over the grave and then hopped out of it. He looked at me and smiled his dumbass grin, I feel like he is about to say something smart he is like that, but instead he shook his head and turned.
The was about two weeks ago, I've done a shit load more thing then that in the passing days, but the word of my debut caught my ear. My brother is excited for me did he set this up? Either way it is a match that could sky rocket me to the frontline is it too late to save them I wonder? Is this even worth anything have been happy in feeding off their misery I could help them but I much rather let them hate me. I forgive them all, let them hate I forgive them because that is all I can do. With all my pain, I give them Peace.
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Sin Reborn
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As the sound of rain drops again takes over the scene James is seen sitting on the edge of a bed in a dark room, he heard a voice behind him and felt a soft hand touch him. He jolted awake and the cold stabbed him all at once he stood up and grabbed the sheet off the bed wrapping it around himself. In the bed was a girl probably fresh out of high school, he long dark hair hanging down her back and her dark eyes laughing at him with her smug grin as she flashed him a smirk.
"You really are forgetful." She giggled and rolled over and pulled on a pair of jeans and then a black top. She turned around and tossed him his jeans and walked across the room, he caught his pants with one hand and looked at them and then back at her trying to piece together where he was. He though he had went to sleep back at the monastery to clear his mind the stress from this match coming up was weighing down on him. There was so much history to learn about IWS, and to win this title would mean being a part of history. He turned around and pulled on the jeans and buckled the belt on them. He looked over at the girl now who was pulling her hair up.
"Uh, I really don't mean to sound rude."
"Then don't." She blurted out and smirked. She walked over and slugged him in the shoulder laughing playfully. It finally accrued to him who she was, Electra King (the female of no relation that stage name matched him.) She was a damn good looking woman now that he looked her over better he noticed her flawless skin, and her eyes were dark, but as the light hit them they turned to honey colored. Her hair seemed silky soft and he remembered why he was here now, he remembered being stressed out and hiring her for a message, must have been some type of happy ending. He smirked and chuckled.
"My apologies, I blanked out for a second Miss King. You really did take my mind off of things, and I appreciate it." She patted him on the shoulder and walked over grabbing her purse and the exiting the room. James turned and looked down grabbing a hand rolled cig, the more affordable thing to do now days. He lit it up and puffed on it as he walked over and sat on the bed picking up the phone and dialing out to his brother. Electra had came up to him in a bar after he had played a set on his guitar and asked him about his match. The Great Mufasa and The Great Ali are also in this match. Electra really cares for her master and is afraid that her brother might not be enough to help him. That was when James seen the opportunity to save her.
"Hey bro what's up?" Christian's voice was happy sounding and James smirked exhaling.
"Not much, you know that Mufasa dude, and Ali-Ali oh Hail Ali?"
"Yep."
"Well dude I just delivered redemption onto their Indian Princess, nothing serious though. What you thinking, think The Prince of Peace as the IWS Barbarian Champ? Or you feel that I should grant my hand to tip the scales of favor? I only am asking Christian because it is like a way of reflection." There is a pause and James waits on his brother.
"Barbarian champion is a big deal bro, and first match. I say go for it, that's what I would do."
James smirked. "That's what I thought thanks brother." After James hung up the phone he chuckled and finished smoking. This match was endurance style, it was one that took planning, and his opponents were not stupid men. The Jackal he has ambition and has yet to speak out but yet James knows he is no man to be taken lightly. The mind inside that mask had to have gears turning away and thinking of the many ways to eliminate a person in this style of match, perhaps history lessons that he could learn from and stop himself from repeating old people's mistakes. There was Raven Trueblood that was a preacher who knows nothing that he preaches. A teacher he is not though so he is free to keep learning even if he never wishes to. James chuckled and looked at his knuckles, the tattoo over them, (stay down) the words meant more to him then people would think. It was like a reminder to stay grounded, and to remember where his mind lays, he thinks and sides with his blood. Raven just needs something to believe in, he needs something to hate again. He might think he is Barbarian championship material, but he has not seen anything but his own dreams. Perhaps The Prince of Peace should eliminate him first, and then let him feel the sting of defeat the most. Give him the chance to climb back from falling, a chance to catch himself on the way down. James places his palms together and thinks out loud to himself. "I told Christian to let me be and do this on my own. I can easily throw a man over the top rope. The giant man Mufasa, and his Great Master neither of them worry nor frighten me. It is I they should be helping, but it is all fun the mingling of all our games together as one. I also like that Jackal man, I like mysteries that need solved I love leaving riddles for others to find. So then that will leave two deeply devoted wolves. Um... yes dealing with wolverines in a danger, that is what I am calling them. They are vicious, Shane Trudex and Dolphus Dresden. I do not doubt that their team work will be their asset in this match and I need to stay aware for that. Alex, I apologize for not being there in time for you, and I apologize that now because of I, Stride bloodline is no longer, and yet I created another in you place, and I created a brother that can carry on for you. In fact I will show my full strength in this match just to wear my patch of honor around my waist, just so that the eye of light will look upon thy grace. I am a rather humble man, I do care for myself and I care for my blood, my family my spirit and soul. This match is an extension of all that as all of IWS will see me just like I wish for the sights to fall on me." He turned and sighed then laid back on the bed and looked up at the white ceiling. He slowly started to smile as the scene fades out to black.
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{The Prince of Peace}
{Lay your misery down on me, and let my be thy tourniquet, if you come with me soon you'll see everything you want to be. I am the king in the sky, I can get you high as long as we never say goodbye}
"Hungry like the Wolf" by Duran Duran
The scene opens up on James standing at The statue of Christ the Redeemer. He likes to be here just to remember things from this point of view. Even a big man needs to remember he is just a fraction of the main attraction. James also likes to be the man that reminds people of how small they are, in a way he feels like the statue is placed there solely to be the reminder of who he is. He felt a small pair of arms from this afternoon wrap around him once again from behind and turned to see Miss Hyde smiling at him. She was a radiance of perfection the way the setting sun shined off her golden hair, and her chocolate eyes also melted with the receding light. Her voice was so soft and sweet sounding it made James remember the first time he ever tasted fruit. "Hey there lover boy, you going to stare at this all day or we going to walk around um?" He smiled at her accent was odd and he liked it for some strange reason. A lot of people call James strange he is the strange one he supposes then. He looked up at the stature one more time thinking 130 feet tall, 98 feet wide. He smiled and then looked down at Electra the size difference he liked as it filled him with a sensation of extreme shock.
He held out his hand and then made a fist and shoved a handchief in it. "Miss Hyde, things are never what they appear. take me for instance, like the fabric of the scarf in my hand. I am weaved through out the sands of time, from one hand to another." He knocked his right hand against the left and then did it behind his back and back in front of him again. A small crowd wondered what he was doing, his hair was starting to fall in front of his face and he smirked seeing Miss Hyde slightly blush at the eyes watching. He felt his heart pound he liked the rush of the eyes, he liked all the people looking at him. He felt like this was better then doing any drugs there wasn't a substitute for it, and winning that title at Hallowicked would take him further on the walk of life he wants to live. She leaned forward and her honey colored eyes smirked at him, she knew what he was doing and pointed to his left hand the one that said (down) and he lifted his hand showing it was empty. "Nop I am never down love, for I am the one that stays and to the right I live, there is where I am." He turned over his hand and released a white dove into the air and then looked at Miss Hyde's mouth was wide open and she clapped her hands together smiling and around them the open mouthed people pointing and a few gasping. He smirked he never did get tired of surprising people or giving them that tremor of shock that things might not be what they seem in reality. It is mind tricks, it's remembering what it's like to be a child. James stopped being a child long ago, but he never wished it upon anyone ever again. He stood up and placed his arm around Miss Hyde and felt her wrap her arms around him hugging him. James smirked and pointed to the large statue. "You know Miss Hyde meeting you here this was fate, I feel very connected to you. Who was it you said you work for, I know I have seen you around IWS before but I just can not place my finger one it."
"I am employee by Mister Tyme, but he has taken on a lot as Hurriclark's assistant latley he will not even let me around anymore." She sounded sad and this makes James feel sad for her and he put his arms around her and hugged her softly. She made him feel like sighing it was like a knife stabbing in his chest. He pulled away to look at her and brushed her blonde hair out of her face watching her smile in a sweet way at him.
James chuckled and smiled back at her. "I would always want you around me if I was Mister Tyme trust me Miss Hyde. I would be a magic man for you if you would be my killer Quuuuen." He chuckled laughing and then started to dance well humming the turn to his favorite Queen song and held out his arm for Miss Hyde to take, she smiled and hooked her arm through his after giving a small curtsy.
"I do trust you strangle Mister King that is what is of, I am not a very trusting lady mind you, but once you earn my trust I am guaranteed to blow your mind." She chuckled and James paused and laughed out loud.
"I find that believable Miss Hyde, I know how fun loving you are. It is refreshing to know that some innocence is not lost in this world. In fact you inspired me, and teaching me about the world. One plus one, and well you have taught me so much Miss Hyde I would like to know if you believe that I can win this match, you know the battle royal that will determine the new Barbarian champion, and I Miss Hyde, I am the one that wants to win this. I know that you have eyes, and I know you see what is happening around here. I want to know what you think about Miss Electra King?"
Miss Hyde paused she didn't like the idea of talking about another woman, but Electra was not anyone that got under her skin so she brushed off her annoyance easily. "Uh, she is proclaimed to be The great Ali's Indian Princess. I do not think she would care for any other champion, but The Great Ali and she might settle for her brother, but that is my guess. You know who I would worry over? I would worry over Shane and Dresden, those two would make such a good team if they stopped and put their minds together. If either of those two were champions I would defiantly be paying attention to the barbarians that fought them."
James noticed the sound of excitement grow in her voice as she talked about Shane Trudex and Dolphus Dresden. He stopped and then thought for a moment, the sun still getting lower he looked at it and the horizon for once he doesn't feel so alone, here with this woman that was giving her breath in her words. Even if this was a day dream James thinks he would want to remember it, the reality he remember is one that he rather cover up with painted dreams anyway. He brushed his hand along the side of her shoulder and slightly smiled as his throat was feeling more dry like desert sand. "Miss Hyde you are very fascinating you look so fragile and small, and yet inside you is a strong soul." He thought about it and stopped, she might have had a abusive past like his and old wounds are still wounds and are best to not reopen. He smiled and slide his arm around her looking for some sign that she was enjoying his company, he was not used to any interaction other then Christian and he never did anything like this with him that was for sure.
Miss Hyde placed her arm around the lower part of James back and leaned up against him and let out a small sigh. "I don't hear that one very often, I will have to remember it."
He smiled and looked out at the sun now nearly invisible the dark sky was there above them and James felt the night air, even though he was dressed in his black t-shirt, and black jeans with chains hanging off them and a black belt with large silver buckle. His wrist had leather bracelets on them and he had on his black bandanna. Miss Hyde spoke up before James even had a chance to form a real thought as he had slipped off in the moment of slight bliss. "You know Mister King, that if I had a better offer on the table I just might leave Mister Tyme's pay roll. I just have yet to get a real opportunity set out in front of me. I can after all only take was is in my reach."
James suddenly remembered what he wanted to ask her he turned her around and looked at her with his deep dark green eyes, and her smiling dark chocolate ones looking back at him. "Miss Hyde that's what I want. I want you at my side and I want to have you eyes looking out for my back. My brother Christian, he is at my side and he is my brother, but who is at my other side? There could be place there for you if you would want to be there." She backed off of him slightly to eye him curiously and let out a light chuckle shaking her head with crossed arms. James thinks about how she is just teasing him with empty offers, but yet he is willing to jump through these imaginary hopes for her anyway.
"I am not so sure that would be for the better. Mister Tyme pays me very well, and the position of power I could grab it is something I have always wanted. I do think you are very kind to give me the offer though James."
He smirked she called him by his first name, she was testing him to see if he remembered her name from this afternoon when he met her in the coffee shop, she had knocked over his laptop and he nearly bit her head off about it. She was rushing around getting coffee for Ryan Sharpe, Hurriclark, and Judas Tyme. That's when her eyes and his met for the first time, that was when he had been paralyzed like bitten by a snake. "You always have my offer Jessica." She chuckled and pressed her hand against his chest and he felt all the wind jump out of him. For once he felt he did something right. He watched her walk away and watched the black outfit she had on hugged her curves perfectly and her skin was smooth like it had no damage to it, the starlight was coming out and the glow of the moon hit her mocha skin, he liked how his imagine was free to go wild as he stared at her. She paused and waited for him, he jogged after her, and he wrapped his arms around her. This was the happiest he felt in weeks and now he didn't want to lose the feeling, his mind raced thinking of ways to keep a hold of all the emotions surging through him. "If I eliminate Shane Trudex will you honor me with another night Miss Hyde?"
She paused and thought feeling him hug her tightly to his body. She chuckled and patted him playfully on the side of the face. "Sure thing Mister King. If you can eliminate The Jackal I might reward you with a lot of my precious time, and who know what I will do if you win that championship. Like I said, you think you are the prince of peace and I think dear James that you are just playing you flute and trying to lure me into your melody." James chuckled and let go of his grip on her, he bows politely to her and then smirked as he looked up at her gaze, she was older and wiser he can tell this about her. He is able to tell she wants him to win this match because it's his very first match and he's spent the entire day telling her about how he always wanted to be a wrestling like his big brother. His cute little childhood stories, and his confessions of his dark past had opened her heart to him. He didn't think anything of it he shares his heart with a lot of people he is an open type of guy. His soul though he has yet to fully discover but his passion is in his desire to be great. James stood up and looked around and then at Miss Hyde.
"I should take you on home Miss Hyde, I have taken a lot of your time away from today." He felt himself drop some, he still has training to do, tossing The Great Mufasa would take effort, perhaps some allies could help him. Or perhaps he could get the Giant's momentum against him. James feels confident that he can defeat The Great Ali, he already had by impressing Electra King, and the fact that Jessica Hyde has practically fallen onto his lap. This is one shot, and one chance, it was like shooting a target, keep both eyes open, and focus, steady yourself, aim, and then pull the trigger.
Miss Hyde placed her hand on the front of his bicep and smirked. "No problem,..." She reached over and into his pocket she grabbed his phone and then started to enter her number into it for him. She then smiled and put the phone back in his pocket looking him nearly nose to nose as she put the phone back and then leaned back away. James hadn't expected her to do this and felt his heart pound faster, he walked with her escorting her back to his car so that he take her back to her hotel room.
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Remember Number One
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James was walking back to his hotel room and heard the Hindi accent laughing, he smirked and looked up. He seen there the Indian Princess he had been conversing with for the past two months she along with his brother had gotten him here. The Insane Wrestling society and his debut at their Anniversary pay per view Hallowicked. Still after just dropping of Jessica Hyde James feels a bit ambushed by Electra what she doing here? Her face smiled at him and he felt that hole open up on his insides.
He seen Electra standing there and she was walking closer to him, she brushed her hands into his jean pockets and he smirked. "Hey what are you doing here?" He didn't think she would show up he wasn't going to help her brother win he even told her that.
"I got your message, I understand you want to win it doesn't matter to me James. In fact I am counting on you to win, The Great Ali he won't even call me back this is just a game to my master. I am not a game piece." James seen her look serious for a split second and he sighed and looked away. Why is she not sobbing to her brother? She trust him for some odd reason and that is what confuses him. He messaged her to find out more about it, but after days of not getting back to him he figured she was just a small fling he could move on from.
"Why are you counting on me to win? You know Miss King, everything I know goes away in the end. I have given so much of myself away there is nothing really left of me. I would only let you down, I am a failure that is waiting to happen and you would still wish to walk with me through my failure and my heartache? Your master has been there for you and you come to me begging me to help, you beg for redemption for your master. I do I really do wish for your master to find peace Miss King, but what is there that I can do? For me to defeat him? There are five other men in this match that could offer a challenge to your master." She knelt down and looked up at James and he could see she really thought that only he was able to do this. She must really think he is capable of winning if she is begging him.
"James, what if that Wolf wins? What if The Natural Order take over. I have faith in the Indian Greatness. I have faith in my brother and I know that your brother believes in you just as much. I know that you can defeat Shane Trudex, he is fading out and only thinks he is still in this game. You and your brother they are the future, my brother he is the future. There are man rising stars in this match, but only you see the hunger that is in The Wolf, and I know that you would not be a prejudice king of barbarians." James smiled and leaned down kissing her in the middle of the forehead and smiled at her lift her chin with his finger and granting her permission to stand.
"Miss King if I win, then I demand a match with your brother as my first defense, and then I demand a match with the man that I defeat after the eliminations and dust has settled. If that man is The Jackal you make it happen, if it is Shane Trudex then you make it happen. I am not a man that has time to get my opponents that i want, and I will need a dedicated and worthy servant to get this done for me. Electra I want to apologize about the other night you know." She pressed her finger to his lips and smirked as she shook her head.
"I'm not worried about it James. I just want to stick to business, I want to bring greatness into the IWS. If The Great Ali is not the man to be the tag champions with my brother then I will still do as he ordered and get the tag team titles in the hands of a real Indian, and we will bring honor to our people. I will need help to honor my people James and I know you are a friend. I have only known you for two months, but I know that you are a good guy Mister King." She smiled and James nodded she was back to business that is how people are. He was able to live on both sides of the wall and sometimes he took people along for the ride with him. Electra was not different, and she was reaching out to him for glory to her own name. What about James? What does James want? Well James wants to help, he smiled and leaned over and hugged Electra.
"Tell your brother of my own greatness and then I will see where I stand after Hallowicked. If my own brother is free then that leaves him open for a partner and I will test him with a match. After all fighting a king is a big deal, and a king with a crown, well that is even more grand. Not to fret Miss King, because I am the Prince of peace and the Barbarian championship will be thy first of man crowns here in IWS. Spread the word, raise the awareness tell your master, your brother. the trumpets should be sounded and I want my victory to be heard throughout all this lands. Everyone should feel, my Peace of pain." Electra nodded to James and then he walked past her letting himself into his hotel room, Electra smirked and followed him into the room. She grabbed herself a bottle out of his mini bar and then sat down on his bed as he tossed his key on the night stand. Electra smirked as she took a drink of her alcohol and looked at James.
"So Mister James King, what will you do as the Barbarian champion? Trust me I see you as being superior in this pathetic looking roster. I am not impressed by these Americans, but you are different." James smiled he knew she would say that he didn't know why but he did. She knew the right buttons to press on him and he wasn't sure why. he looked up and then closed his eyes shaking his head with a smirk.
"I will take this company by the damn balls! I am one of the Second city saints, I am here to baptize the IWS of it's wickedness. I am here to bring light to the darkness and all of the people here will see that Christian and I we will not just lay back we are the Alpha and Omega of professional wrestling. Hallowicked Miss King, that is where it begins. My brother has his own issues, he has his own problems, and yet here he has given me his full support. He has been telling me he wishes me the best. You have faith in your brother, and in your master yet here you are in my hotel room. You did not go to the Wolf, or to Shane Trudex, you are not praying to Jackal. What makes me special is I hear you right?" She nods and James paused he didn't mean to sound so mean, but he was not going to apologize for a small mistake like that. He turned and looked at himself in the dresser mirror and her to his right in the mirror. Imagining the Barbarian title around his waist this would be a lot of work and he will need to keep up with it all the time. He chuckled thinking the challenge sounds fun. He turned and patted Electra on the shoulder with his left hand. She had granted him back his own desire to please himself. After all if you do not start by taking care of number one then who will take up the slack? He smiled into her eyes as he thought about this. "Thank you for reminding me of who I should stay true Miss King." He nodded.
"You are welcome Mister King, what I am here for if you remember and need me to be." She smiled and James nods. He turned and sat in a chair opening a book and looking in it as she flipped on the tv set and leaned back on the bed watching tv as he read and the scene fades out. James was going to stay relaxed and watchful till his match then he would know how to act when the time comes. Focusing on the percent is the key to this match the key to victory. If he keeps his mind in the present then he would be able to eliminate people and James King will become the IWS Barbarian Champion.
