Post by Judge on Oct 1, 2015 13:25:16 GMT -5
REVELATION I: It's only getting worse babe.
Judge sat down on the spread out blanket a fresh cold one in hand, he'd spent a great deal of begging to get his wife to come home from her parents so he could spend some time with his girls before fall officially began. They had met in Kentucky just outside Hangtown a place with a small pond for the girls to fish while he cooked hamburgers and hotdogs. Amanda had been distant but he honestly didn't care on the inside, because the girls were his only concern but he had to play. He had to pretend.
Cracking the tab Judge played with a blade of grass, "How long are you going to give me this silent treatment? I know you watched Trauma Gracie told me and I toned it down for you, what more can I do?"
She gave a sarcastic laugh one that sounded more like the clearing of ones throat, "Jesse are you still Underground champion?" Judge nodded, "King. I'm King of the Underground."
"Then you haven't done anything to change anything! Deadly Intentions is coming up, and that belt will be on the line right?"
Judge sipped his beer a spark of anger flaring up around his heart, 'Fucking questions!', he thought but smiled, "That's correct and I don't plan on being dethroned either. Serious competition that'll boost me up in this company! I'm guessing you wany me to drop it? Pussy foot on this opportunity to beat not only Jury, Hight Tide and his hemaroid, but two LEGENDS?!"
"That's exactly what I want you to do," she barked back, "You want to see me or the girls again then yes! It has been so hard explaining to them since I left why they can't see their father, I am running out of excuses Jesse but I'm going to tell them it's because I don't want them to see their father mangled every time he wrestles eventually."
"Being mangled is a small price for glory," he pointed with a shaking finger, "I mean look at what our Lord and saviour did for us! He could have called forth his Fathers angels and ended it all but his love for us was greater! I am no Christ Amanda but dammit we deserve better and I earned this belt with blood, sweat, and chunks of Bubbas flesh to just give it up because mommy can't handle the blood! If the Lord wills it Amanda I'll carry on after Deadly Intentions still King, in one piece, and alive. If the Lord wills it, I put my faith blindly into that like Noah when God told him the rain was coming a clan of people who had never seen rain put their faith into God's word, amd those who didn't drowned!"
He hadn't realized he was standing and yelling his girls watching him. Judge drank from his beer with shaking hands before flipping the burgers, "If you think I'm done or the Lords done with me well you're wrong. It's only getting worse babe, before it gets good it gets worse. If you had as much faith in me and God like that of a mustard seed you could move mountains."
Amanda was stunned and lost for words but she mumbled a sentence finally, "You're in danger Jesse, these men could seriously hurt you or WORSE kill you."
Judge bellowed with laughter, "Who is the danger here Amanda? Who exactly do you think is the danger to me? I've fought wars, I've killed men with my bare hands, and I've survived things much worse than Underground fights! I'm not in danger of these men but with the Heavenly Father I am their danger! Pray not for me dear but pray for them, pray for their families that they won't be taking care of a mangled father or brother, pray they won't be burying them! This discussion is over AND you will return home with the children because this mess is on your hands. They ask me not where is mother, but where is father! Best to stop looking like the bad guy Amanda or keep crossing me and you'll find yourself having to tread lightly forevermore."
Judge kills his beer and walks away from his wife to his girls.
REVELATION II: A brothers keeper
"I killed a man cause he killed my goat, I put my hands around his throat. He tried to reason with the sky and the clouds but it doesn't matter cause he can't hear a sound."
The Rowdy Dwarf was almost empty tonight except for a few regulars at the bar and Judge sitting alone at a table in the back. He was drinking from a large mug his eyes focused on a spot in front of him his free hand picking at paint on the table.
The meeting between with his wife had turned into a disaster, she was pig headed and blind to his feelings but he'd fix her when the time came. The moment was interrupted when Jury came into his peripheral wearing a hoodie over his head, arms tucked into the pocket in front, and he sat down across from Judge.
When Judge didn't speak Jury broke the silence, "You called for me? Here I am Judge so clear your mind."
Judge picked the Underground title up, previously hidden under the table sitting in his lap, and sat it down on the table idly tapping the facing with his fingers drinking from his mug. Judge's clear gray eyes never left Jury after that.
They sat in silence for a while until Judge spoke, "We've been put in a awkward bind for Deadly Intentions. The powers that be are fit to burst with twists by putting us together then making us turn, of course not only us but two other unified tag teams, and he laughs last laughs loudest. I want to laugh last Jury."
Jury never spoke so Judge continues, "Where is your mind on this? A chance to reclaim the power you lost that took everything. It will destroy a strong bond between us. Because you know if by chance you do take this from me it'll be a war that I won't give up until either of us is dead."
Jury removes his hood and interlaced his fingers in front of him, "I desire this no more Judge, fear not of me coming to take it. If you have a plan, share it."
"Have my back," he whispered with urgency, "Protect me and my reign as Underground champion. If we can prove to PCW we have an unbreakable bond we'll be taken serious! If I can keep this around my waist by taking down two legends and men mocked after cum we could go places. What do you desire?"
Jury looked away from his friend and at his hands thinking, "I want to seek the NA title or International as I feel it is my time. I am ready to showcase my months of training to the peons of PCW. To be something Cory could have never been."
"Fair! You deserve it buddy," Judge raised his mug, "Just stick with my plan! Make sure I walk in and out as Underground champion, I'll make sure you get that chance to get a whack at ANY title you want."
Extending his hand Jury took it firmly and they shook on it. Jury stared with unforgiving eyes while Judge smiled his sly fox smile. It was a win win for him.
REVELATION: Repent Sinners
It was rare for PCW to hold a press conference but Deadly Intentions this year was starting to become something of a big buzz in South Carolina. Currently a conference was being held with the tag team of Judge and Jury, the former the current Underground champion. They sat behind a table draped with th PCW banner, in front of them was the Underground championship shining from the camera flashed, and the duo sat watching the people staring back at them.
"If you guys could make this anymore awkward I might just pee," joked Judge breaking the tension. Hands shot up and Judge pointed to a blonde in the front, "Mr. McCoy how do you feel about possibly losing your championship to your fellow partner at Deadly Intentions? It has had to create major tension between you both."
"I believe that's the word bird," Judge answered with a smile, "But that is in fact not the case. The powers that be probably thought the same and the buzz over the net is the same but brotherhood is far stronger then most think. Jury?"
The big man leaned back in his chair breaking his train of thought, "I say take for example the Unholy Alliance, do you think they will be inner war with their strong bond? I believe they will stand united like us allowing one or the other take the title. I seek no reward except for my friend to continue to stand as King of the Underground."
Satisfied with her answer the blonde sat down and another round of hands shot up, Jury this time pointed to a black man four rows back who is wearing a Judge and Jury t-shirt. Hs is star struck for a moment until Judge clears his throat, "Oh right sorry, Judge the buzz over the net as you put it was also that it'll take a lot to uncrown you as King of the Underground. How do you feel about that?"
Judge laughed, "I feel right as rain about it kid! Words spoken couldn't ring with the echoes of truth more true than that. It'll take a lot more than two old timers who are solely tag team experts to dethrone me! A drunken pirate and his equally repugnant friend whose name is a play off of man spackle, please! I've showed High Tide once before what I can do and what I'll do for the Underground, lesson learned I thought for him but management enjoys cleaning the blood."
"The only real glory for us," interrupted Jury, "Is putting us on the map as real tag team contenders. Sure the tag belts aren't on the line but we can leave them at Deadly Intentions thinking and knowing we could beat them. We've came a long way and both have improved far more than ANYONE in the PCW."
The black man continues with another question, "A lot of Underground fans believe you've done a lot already for the PCW Underground, how does that make you feel?"
"Elated!" Judge snapped with a bark of hearty laughter, "But by Jove I want and can do more. My bloodshed is far from over fans, Deadly Intentions couldn't be more amply named for the Underground division am I right? Because in my mind and heart that's all I got deadly intentions, four men are coming into my home putting my family," he pats his title, "In danger! Do I cower and let them take as they please?! Nay! I fight back and if it's the Lord's will they'll take flight before it is to late!" Judge is standing now slamming his large fists down on the table. He regains composure adjusting his 'Saints of Killers' cut sitting down. He points to his title, "These men are going to have to physically break me or, and I mean this, kill me to take this. Do I think two geriatrics or two has beens men spattle will do this? No."
Judge laughs this time shaking his head wildly, "Not in this life time. Lord willing. Now lets pray."
Judge and Jury take each other's hands, bowing their heads, and Judge begins to pray. The crowd now in a uncomfortable spot look at one another for answers but the one next to the other looks just as lost. A few bow their heads, some actually pray, and the rest just look at their shoes. After a moment or two Judge says, "Amen."
The team gets up, Judge throws the belt over his shoulder, and they exit.
Judge sat down on the spread out blanket a fresh cold one in hand, he'd spent a great deal of begging to get his wife to come home from her parents so he could spend some time with his girls before fall officially began. They had met in Kentucky just outside Hangtown a place with a small pond for the girls to fish while he cooked hamburgers and hotdogs. Amanda had been distant but he honestly didn't care on the inside, because the girls were his only concern but he had to play. He had to pretend.
Cracking the tab Judge played with a blade of grass, "How long are you going to give me this silent treatment? I know you watched Trauma Gracie told me and I toned it down for you, what more can I do?"
She gave a sarcastic laugh one that sounded more like the clearing of ones throat, "Jesse are you still Underground champion?" Judge nodded, "King. I'm King of the Underground."
"Then you haven't done anything to change anything! Deadly Intentions is coming up, and that belt will be on the line right?"
Judge sipped his beer a spark of anger flaring up around his heart, 'Fucking questions!', he thought but smiled, "That's correct and I don't plan on being dethroned either. Serious competition that'll boost me up in this company! I'm guessing you wany me to drop it? Pussy foot on this opportunity to beat not only Jury, Hight Tide and his hemaroid, but two LEGENDS?!"
"That's exactly what I want you to do," she barked back, "You want to see me or the girls again then yes! It has been so hard explaining to them since I left why they can't see their father, I am running out of excuses Jesse but I'm going to tell them it's because I don't want them to see their father mangled every time he wrestles eventually."
"Being mangled is a small price for glory," he pointed with a shaking finger, "I mean look at what our Lord and saviour did for us! He could have called forth his Fathers angels and ended it all but his love for us was greater! I am no Christ Amanda but dammit we deserve better and I earned this belt with blood, sweat, and chunks of Bubbas flesh to just give it up because mommy can't handle the blood! If the Lord wills it Amanda I'll carry on after Deadly Intentions still King, in one piece, and alive. If the Lord wills it, I put my faith blindly into that like Noah when God told him the rain was coming a clan of people who had never seen rain put their faith into God's word, amd those who didn't drowned!"
He hadn't realized he was standing and yelling his girls watching him. Judge drank from his beer with shaking hands before flipping the burgers, "If you think I'm done or the Lords done with me well you're wrong. It's only getting worse babe, before it gets good it gets worse. If you had as much faith in me and God like that of a mustard seed you could move mountains."
Amanda was stunned and lost for words but she mumbled a sentence finally, "You're in danger Jesse, these men could seriously hurt you or WORSE kill you."
Judge bellowed with laughter, "Who is the danger here Amanda? Who exactly do you think is the danger to me? I've fought wars, I've killed men with my bare hands, and I've survived things much worse than Underground fights! I'm not in danger of these men but with the Heavenly Father I am their danger! Pray not for me dear but pray for them, pray for their families that they won't be taking care of a mangled father or brother, pray they won't be burying them! This discussion is over AND you will return home with the children because this mess is on your hands. They ask me not where is mother, but where is father! Best to stop looking like the bad guy Amanda or keep crossing me and you'll find yourself having to tread lightly forevermore."
Judge kills his beer and walks away from his wife to his girls.
REVELATION II: A brothers keeper
"I killed a man cause he killed my goat, I put my hands around his throat. He tried to reason with the sky and the clouds but it doesn't matter cause he can't hear a sound."
The Rowdy Dwarf was almost empty tonight except for a few regulars at the bar and Judge sitting alone at a table in the back. He was drinking from a large mug his eyes focused on a spot in front of him his free hand picking at paint on the table.
The meeting between with his wife had turned into a disaster, she was pig headed and blind to his feelings but he'd fix her when the time came. The moment was interrupted when Jury came into his peripheral wearing a hoodie over his head, arms tucked into the pocket in front, and he sat down across from Judge.
When Judge didn't speak Jury broke the silence, "You called for me? Here I am Judge so clear your mind."
Judge picked the Underground title up, previously hidden under the table sitting in his lap, and sat it down on the table idly tapping the facing with his fingers drinking from his mug. Judge's clear gray eyes never left Jury after that.
They sat in silence for a while until Judge spoke, "We've been put in a awkward bind for Deadly Intentions. The powers that be are fit to burst with twists by putting us together then making us turn, of course not only us but two other unified tag teams, and he laughs last laughs loudest. I want to laugh last Jury."
Jury never spoke so Judge continues, "Where is your mind on this? A chance to reclaim the power you lost that took everything. It will destroy a strong bond between us. Because you know if by chance you do take this from me it'll be a war that I won't give up until either of us is dead."
Jury removes his hood and interlaced his fingers in front of him, "I desire this no more Judge, fear not of me coming to take it. If you have a plan, share it."
"Have my back," he whispered with urgency, "Protect me and my reign as Underground champion. If we can prove to PCW we have an unbreakable bond we'll be taken serious! If I can keep this around my waist by taking down two legends and men mocked after cum we could go places. What do you desire?"
Jury looked away from his friend and at his hands thinking, "I want to seek the NA title or International as I feel it is my time. I am ready to showcase my months of training to the peons of PCW. To be something Cory could have never been."
"Fair! You deserve it buddy," Judge raised his mug, "Just stick with my plan! Make sure I walk in and out as Underground champion, I'll make sure you get that chance to get a whack at ANY title you want."
Extending his hand Jury took it firmly and they shook on it. Jury stared with unforgiving eyes while Judge smiled his sly fox smile. It was a win win for him.
REVELATION: Repent Sinners
It was rare for PCW to hold a press conference but Deadly Intentions this year was starting to become something of a big buzz in South Carolina. Currently a conference was being held with the tag team of Judge and Jury, the former the current Underground champion. They sat behind a table draped with th PCW banner, in front of them was the Underground championship shining from the camera flashed, and the duo sat watching the people staring back at them.
"If you guys could make this anymore awkward I might just pee," joked Judge breaking the tension. Hands shot up and Judge pointed to a blonde in the front, "Mr. McCoy how do you feel about possibly losing your championship to your fellow partner at Deadly Intentions? It has had to create major tension between you both."
"I believe that's the word bird," Judge answered with a smile, "But that is in fact not the case. The powers that be probably thought the same and the buzz over the net is the same but brotherhood is far stronger then most think. Jury?"
The big man leaned back in his chair breaking his train of thought, "I say take for example the Unholy Alliance, do you think they will be inner war with their strong bond? I believe they will stand united like us allowing one or the other take the title. I seek no reward except for my friend to continue to stand as King of the Underground."
Satisfied with her answer the blonde sat down and another round of hands shot up, Jury this time pointed to a black man four rows back who is wearing a Judge and Jury t-shirt. Hs is star struck for a moment until Judge clears his throat, "Oh right sorry, Judge the buzz over the net as you put it was also that it'll take a lot to uncrown you as King of the Underground. How do you feel about that?"
Judge laughed, "I feel right as rain about it kid! Words spoken couldn't ring with the echoes of truth more true than that. It'll take a lot more than two old timers who are solely tag team experts to dethrone me! A drunken pirate and his equally repugnant friend whose name is a play off of man spackle, please! I've showed High Tide once before what I can do and what I'll do for the Underground, lesson learned I thought for him but management enjoys cleaning the blood."
"The only real glory for us," interrupted Jury, "Is putting us on the map as real tag team contenders. Sure the tag belts aren't on the line but we can leave them at Deadly Intentions thinking and knowing we could beat them. We've came a long way and both have improved far more than ANYONE in the PCW."
The black man continues with another question, "A lot of Underground fans believe you've done a lot already for the PCW Underground, how does that make you feel?"
"Elated!" Judge snapped with a bark of hearty laughter, "But by Jove I want and can do more. My bloodshed is far from over fans, Deadly Intentions couldn't be more amply named for the Underground division am I right? Because in my mind and heart that's all I got deadly intentions, four men are coming into my home putting my family," he pats his title, "In danger! Do I cower and let them take as they please?! Nay! I fight back and if it's the Lord's will they'll take flight before it is to late!" Judge is standing now slamming his large fists down on the table. He regains composure adjusting his 'Saints of Killers' cut sitting down. He points to his title, "These men are going to have to physically break me or, and I mean this, kill me to take this. Do I think two geriatrics or two has beens men spattle will do this? No."
Judge laughs this time shaking his head wildly, "Not in this life time. Lord willing. Now lets pray."
Judge and Jury take each other's hands, bowing their heads, and Judge begins to pray. The crowd now in a uncomfortable spot look at one another for answers but the one next to the other looks just as lost. A few bow their heads, some actually pray, and the rest just look at their shoes. After a moment or two Judge says, "Amen."
The team gets up, Judge throws the belt over his shoulder, and they exit.
