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Post by Nathan Harris on Oct 2, 2013 16:37:18 GMT -5
Saturday Night Crackdown # 4 2nd Promotional and Developmental Roleplay Start
After the Saturday Night Crackdown, Nathan Harris sat at one of the bleachers and tried to contemplate what has transpired. He tried to analyze what went wrong. The victory was impossible to attain and was almost at his grasp at one-time only to be swept from underneath him.What vexed him however was not the loss but rather how it happened. He knew deep down that he could have won and yet here he was, miserable and defeated. Was Alex The Great right all along? Was he really not worthy?“I gave it my all… And still I was up short… It was still not enough…” were the thoughts that ran through his mind.He recalled the match in his mind’s eye. Every move they made, every sweat that poured, every detail. He recalled them all but the most prominent of this was the calm and confident visage of Alex as he studied Nathan’s every move, every strategy, and every counter strategy all-through-out the match. He could see that every move that Alex made was calculated. Designed to inflict maximum amount of pain and drain his stamina.As opposed to him. He on the other confronted Alex with grim determination, resiliency, and brawn. It would have been enough for any other opponent but against Alex, it all crumbled. His resiliency was shattered by attacks with purpose. His brawn, matched and countered by superior strategy. And his determination, his pride, swallowed up in despair.The last parts of the match was very clear in his mind. He gave in to anger and it cost him the match. He threw away his pride as a superstar and became drunk with his prior achievement against Hardkore Comley in the last Pay-Per-View that he did not prepare. He was already defeated even before it began.“Hindsight is indeed twenty-twenty…”But most of all, he felt that he owed the fans at least a better show and not the almost one-sided beatdown that he had at the hands of Alex The Great. He lost and he had failed them.He would have continued more of his self-pity if not for his phone whose sound informed him that he had received a message. As Nathan Harris read through the message, his eyes suddenly became focused and his lips thinned. For on his phone was a simple message;“To Nathan Harris: You are to compete on Saturday Night Crackdown next week in a Triple Threat Match against William Frost and Mimic to determine the number one contender for the RWF Television Champion to face Xavier Serikaz at Insurrection. Thank you. –RWF Management”Nathan looked up at the arena’s celling and muttered to himself in almost a whisper. “Is this redemption?”His mind suddenly went into overdrive as it cataloged what he knew from his opponents. William Frost was bit of a loose cannon, an experience Nathan Harris has in dealing with from having to go toe-to-toe with Hardkore Comley. If there was one thing that was certain going in a match with someone like Willam…“Is that nothing is certain.” came the grim thought in Nathan Harris’ mind.As for Mimic, he could not discount the fact that this guy fought and defeated Hardkore Comley as well. However, he had not much go around other than he knew mimic was athletic. His moves, although, irrational has purpose as shown when he taunted Comley and then using Comley’s anger against Comley himself.Nathan then closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He mentally counted to six before he opened his eyes. Eyes that once held despair now held resolve. Eyes that were dim was now lit with the flames of determination. He would take what he had. Brawn, resiliency, and determination. He will not throw them away for it is what makes him Nathan Harris. However, he also knew that he cannot stay stagnant. He cannot be complacent.So he will temper what he had. Build on it. Improve it.He shall hustle to grab every inch and not give in. To power through with both brawn and determination.
He would stay loyal. To his beliefs and all to those who believes in him. Never to waver again.
And above all, he will respect. His opponents and himself. Like the superstars that they really are. And with one final look above, Nathan Harris exist the arena with purpose.
Saturday Night Crackdown # 4 1st Promotional and Developmental Roleplay End
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Post by asylum on Oct 3, 2013 20:19:51 GMT -5
I liked this roleplay a lot. It was very introspective. Very brooding. I would suggest paying some attention to the punctuation as that can have an impact on how people read, interpret, and appreciate your work.
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