Post by Jin Min-jun on Aug 22, 2021 18:12:07 GMT -5
Note: Whenever speech is written in this colour that character is actually speaking in Korean and I am just writing the English translation of what they're saying.
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Vodka..... tequila? Nahhh probably beer knowing Jessie. Probably should grab some of those to be safe.... maybe a craft beer or too... Jessie can pretend she's pretentious for a night. I could just grab gin... but that would mostly be for the pun and as much as I love a good pun it's probably not a good way to spend the little coin I got celebration or not.
I walk through the aisles of the liquor store tryin to narrow down the options. I pass a few bottles of wine before ending up in the coolers section.
Ahhhhh there we are. Time for this Brooklyngun to get white girl wasted!
I grab some Mike's Hard Lemonades, Twisted Teas, and Bacardi Orange Smoothies before heading to the front of the store. I put down all the drinks at the register and before the cashier can even ask I have my I.D. at the ready. This gorgeous youthful face is such a blessing and a curse. Gonna look like I'm a teenager til I'm like forty... and then immediately look like I'm the crypt keeper.
I notice the cashier just staring at me and realize I've been lost in thought while the poor guy's just been waiting for me to give him money. I do that awkward white people smile as he hands me my change and then leave as quickly as I can to avoid looking even dumber in public.
Dude probably thought I already slammed a few of these back... urgh. Well at least it's over with.... soo booze check... pizza is ordered... do I need anything else? Strippers? I could try to convince Khaos... how could he resist a night with coolers, food, and of course the future Sin World Champ? Could try to get him to come over wearing JUST the Heavyweight Title....
Just the thought sends warmth to my cheeks as I walk down the street back to the hotel I'm staying at. Which set of cheeks? I'll never tell. And then it dawns on me...
Shit... no... Jessie's obviously going to be at her own Lee-Jin-dary Championship Celebration party that definitely isn't just the two of us getting drunk in a cheap hotel room while we laugh about how mad good ol' Mags is that we checked her chin and snatched the win. Soooo I guess my Khaos fantasy is going to have to wait til after I win MY World title. In fairness though... probably makes it even better.. we can both just wear our championships.
Without thinking I wink as if Khaos was in front of me, which obviously he isn't, but the elderly woman who IS seems very flattered by my mistake. I drop my head down and begin to fast walk towards the hotel.
Once I get there it's a straight shot the the elevator to avoid any further stupidity, barely stopping a can of spiked tea from falling, and I hurry to press the button hoping to avoid awkward elevator small talk. The doors open and I race to my hotel room and struggle to unlock the door with my armful of bad decisions.
The door unlocks, the cheers are loud when the booze arrives, and the rest of the night's events? Yeah they're a blur.
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We celebratin' tonight folks! Lee-Jin officially joins forces and the crowd goes fuckin' wiiiiiild! We the impact players here in Revo1. Jessie be running through every single member of Legacy and collecting title reigns like it's nothin'. She's dropped world champs... yeah I was torn on that one a bit, watching my partner in crime take down my favourite smokeshow Khaos, but it's cool I made sure to kiss it better after. Try not to get jealous Cerise.
While Jessie's conquerin' over on #TuesdayNightLEEgacy I came back to prove that Tuesday NightSin Jin was my turf, is my turf, and gonna keep bein' my turf so long as the Brooklyngun is breathin'. Sara Cross thought she was bout to spoil my return, put me back on that shelf, but you can't keep me off my streets Cross.
Lockhart thought she had my girl Jessie's number, thought she could keep the baddest bish in Revo1 from snatching her gold right back. Nahhhh sis. See you been runnin' your mouth on Twitter talkin' bout Jessie NEEDING me to help her. Let me lay it out for you Mags. Jessie doesn't NEED me or anyone for that matter. She's a one woman army. I don't NEED Jessie. I've proven damn well I don't NEED anyone backin' me up. I've knocked out half the company by now single handedly. The difference between Lee-Jin and Lockhart is we don't NEED help or whatever Exorcist magic tricks you been tryna pull. We WANT the back up. Having a crew watchin' your back in a business like this... it's smart. To know someone out there will walk into a fight alongside you.. that shit's priceless.
Jessie didn't NEED me to win her title back. She ain't gonna NEED me to defend it on MY turf. And I sure as fuck don't NEED her to check the chin of XYZ on #TuesdayNightJin. But it seems folks already tryna count me out. Don't know the fuck Denzel Porter is, but the man thinks that XYZ is gonna snatch the win from me. I get it you online reporter types just throwin darts at a board... picking your bets based on who has a title instead of doing your research. Cause if you HAD done a little dive into Revo's history you'd know that Jin Min-jun has been pretty much unstoppable since I walked up in here and made it my turf. I'm only really a betting man when I can make my own luck and in that ring that's what I do. So let me pull a Denzel and place my bet... Porter you gonna be lookin' real stupid for putting your faith in a man who's peaked as a Futures Champion and a failed reality star.
Xander Young Zaber don't let Denzel's support trick you into takin' me lightly. Look at everyone else who has... they've all come to regret it... least when they are conscious again they do. People like you.. you look down on folks like me, think we're beneath you. You've had everything you've ever needed handed to you on a silver platter. Never had to work your ass off for anything. Mom and Dad... they'll pay off teachers... bribe coaches... even speeding tickets are nothing to people like you because tickets are just the price for the rich to break the law. Even now here in Revo1 you been relying on ya boi CJ to do the heavy lifting for you when a fight gets too tough for poor pampered XYZ.
I don't play that shit man. I never had a damn thing handed to me. Ever. I've had to work harder then everyone around me. Poor, queer, Asian. There's no privilege there. There's no silver platters. Only thing you ever had to fight for was attention in an ocean of other S list celebrities. I had to fight for every dollar I've earned. I've had to fight to be seen and treated as human. Hell I'm still fighting.
But you know XYZ there is one thing we have in common. We both got somethin' to celebrate. You have to celebrate being the longest reigning Futures Champ because of your bodyguard, entourage, and army of staff. I have a successful return at last Sin to celebrate as well as a successful debut of the two-person gang that is the Lee-Jin snatching up that gold. I'mma have one MORE thing to celebrate though soon and that's using you as a warm up before my match against Sierra Heck'N Silver for the Sin World Title.
XYZ you know why I'm so sure I'm about ta send you into a blackout like I did to Cross? Because you've already underestimated me. You're the kinda arrogant fool who thinks because all the cards have been stacked in your favor your whole life... that no one can beat the house and hit that jackpot against you. I'm here to be that exception XYZ. I've been costin bougie ass targets like you coin for over a decade by being smarter and sneakier and refusing to stop hustlin no matter the danger I put myself in. Despite not being a REAL wrestler like the rest of Revo I've proven you don't need mat skills or sleeper holds to keep someone down for three or make 'em drop and not get up. So come try to lock your "Painkiller" in. IF you can even get close enough... IF you can even dodge all the shots the Brooklygun be firin' off... you'll learn like everyone else has here... I don't give up. Never been pinned. Never been submitted. Been made to bleed, but bitch some red ain't gonna stop me from kicking your entitled skull in.
CJ...he ain't gonna stop me from kicking your skull in either. You got someone watching your back.. well so do I and mine's better than yours. I don't have some washed up jock as my heavy... nahhh I got the two time Horrorcore Champ... one of the baddest and most vicious motherfuckers in the biz. If he knows what's good he'll keep out of the dogfight cause Jessie don't play around.. she will put him down.
I promise you though XYZ you won't have time to worry about him. You'll be too focused on tryna protect your "pretty face" from the free facial reconstruction I'mma give you. And if I'm being honest Xander... your face ain't even that pretty. But it's gonna look waaaaaay worse after I pour you a nice and potent Shot. Of. Jin.
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A ringing sound wakes me out of my drunk ass haze... might just be in my head though. I look over and see my phone flashing.
Kay least I'm not imagining shit... now hands I need you to reach for the phone and hit the button to answer.
I fumble the phone in my hands for a second before I start pressing buttons.
.... nope not that one...... no try again..... okay Jin get it togeth- no that's the same button..... there we go!
Min-jun: Heeelllllllooooooo?
Taehyun: Hello Minnie! How are you?
Min-jun: Taeeee you know I'm really great right now... I'm.. hmmmm.... I love you man... you're my best friend...
Taehyun: You're drunk aren't you,
Min-jun: I would never! I'm a good Christian!
Taehyun: Minnie... you're not Christian. Anyways I just wanted to call and tell you I'll be flying in to see you before your big match you were telling me about. So please write that down somewhere incase drunk you forgets before sober you arrives.
Okay drunk Min-jun... I need to go to the notepad app.... not grindr... not Pokemon Go.... okay I'm in notes. Now I need to write a note so I don't forget Tae is flying over......tAe Plan3 .fgb ma+ch memb3rrrrrrrr.... well... let's just hope when the coolers leave my brain that that somehow makes sense..
Min-jun: Mmmkay goodnight Tae Tae... bye
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Vodka..... tequila? Nahhh probably beer knowing Jessie. Probably should grab some of those to be safe.... maybe a craft beer or too... Jessie can pretend she's pretentious for a night. I could just grab gin... but that would mostly be for the pun and as much as I love a good pun it's probably not a good way to spend the little coin I got celebration or not.
I walk through the aisles of the liquor store tryin to narrow down the options. I pass a few bottles of wine before ending up in the coolers section.
Ahhhhh there we are. Time for this Brooklyngun to get white girl wasted!
I grab some Mike's Hard Lemonades, Twisted Teas, and Bacardi Orange Smoothies before heading to the front of the store. I put down all the drinks at the register and before the cashier can even ask I have my I.D. at the ready. This gorgeous youthful face is such a blessing and a curse. Gonna look like I'm a teenager til I'm like forty... and then immediately look like I'm the crypt keeper.
I notice the cashier just staring at me and realize I've been lost in thought while the poor guy's just been waiting for me to give him money. I do that awkward white people smile as he hands me my change and then leave as quickly as I can to avoid looking even dumber in public.
Dude probably thought I already slammed a few of these back... urgh. Well at least it's over with.... soo booze check... pizza is ordered... do I need anything else? Strippers? I could try to convince Khaos... how could he resist a night with coolers, food, and of course the future Sin World Champ? Could try to get him to come over wearing JUST the Heavyweight Title....
Just the thought sends warmth to my cheeks as I walk down the street back to the hotel I'm staying at. Which set of cheeks? I'll never tell. And then it dawns on me...
Shit... no... Jessie's obviously going to be at her own Lee-Jin-dary Championship Celebration party that definitely isn't just the two of us getting drunk in a cheap hotel room while we laugh about how mad good ol' Mags is that we checked her chin and snatched the win. Soooo I guess my Khaos fantasy is going to have to wait til after I win MY World title. In fairness though... probably makes it even better.. we can both just wear our championships.
Without thinking I wink as if Khaos was in front of me, which obviously he isn't, but the elderly woman who IS seems very flattered by my mistake. I drop my head down and begin to fast walk towards the hotel.
Once I get there it's a straight shot the the elevator to avoid any further stupidity, barely stopping a can of spiked tea from falling, and I hurry to press the button hoping to avoid awkward elevator small talk. The doors open and I race to my hotel room and struggle to unlock the door with my armful of bad decisions.
The door unlocks, the cheers are loud when the booze arrives, and the rest of the night's events? Yeah they're a blur.
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We celebratin' tonight folks! Lee-Jin officially joins forces and the crowd goes fuckin' wiiiiiild! We the impact players here in Revo1. Jessie be running through every single member of Legacy and collecting title reigns like it's nothin'. She's dropped world champs... yeah I was torn on that one a bit, watching my partner in crime take down my favourite smokeshow Khaos, but it's cool I made sure to kiss it better after. Try not to get jealous Cerise.
While Jessie's conquerin' over on #TuesdayNightLEEgacy I came back to prove that Tuesday Night
Lockhart thought she had my girl Jessie's number, thought she could keep the baddest bish in Revo1 from snatching her gold right back. Nahhhh sis. See you been runnin' your mouth on Twitter talkin' bout Jessie NEEDING me to help her. Let me lay it out for you Mags. Jessie doesn't NEED me or anyone for that matter. She's a one woman army. I don't NEED Jessie. I've proven damn well I don't NEED anyone backin' me up. I've knocked out half the company by now single handedly. The difference between Lee-Jin and Lockhart is we don't NEED help or whatever Exorcist magic tricks you been tryna pull. We WANT the back up. Having a crew watchin' your back in a business like this... it's smart. To know someone out there will walk into a fight alongside you.. that shit's priceless.
Jessie didn't NEED me to win her title back. She ain't gonna NEED me to defend it on MY turf. And I sure as fuck don't NEED her to check the chin of XYZ on #TuesdayNightJin. But it seems folks already tryna count me out. Don't know the fuck Denzel Porter is, but the man thinks that XYZ is gonna snatch the win from me. I get it you online reporter types just throwin darts at a board... picking your bets based on who has a title instead of doing your research. Cause if you HAD done a little dive into Revo's history you'd know that Jin Min-jun has been pretty much unstoppable since I walked up in here and made it my turf. I'm only really a betting man when I can make my own luck and in that ring that's what I do. So let me pull a Denzel and place my bet... Porter you gonna be lookin' real stupid for putting your faith in a man who's peaked as a Futures Champion and a failed reality star.
Xander Young Zaber don't let Denzel's support trick you into takin' me lightly. Look at everyone else who has... they've all come to regret it... least when they are conscious again they do. People like you.. you look down on folks like me, think we're beneath you. You've had everything you've ever needed handed to you on a silver platter. Never had to work your ass off for anything. Mom and Dad... they'll pay off teachers... bribe coaches... even speeding tickets are nothing to people like you because tickets are just the price for the rich to break the law. Even now here in Revo1 you been relying on ya boi CJ to do the heavy lifting for you when a fight gets too tough for poor pampered XYZ.
I don't play that shit man. I never had a damn thing handed to me. Ever. I've had to work harder then everyone around me. Poor, queer, Asian. There's no privilege there. There's no silver platters. Only thing you ever had to fight for was attention in an ocean of other S list celebrities. I had to fight for every dollar I've earned. I've had to fight to be seen and treated as human. Hell I'm still fighting.
But you know XYZ there is one thing we have in common. We both got somethin' to celebrate. You have to celebrate being the longest reigning Futures Champ because of your bodyguard, entourage, and army of staff. I have a successful return at last Sin to celebrate as well as a successful debut of the two-person gang that is the Lee-Jin snatching up that gold. I'mma have one MORE thing to celebrate though soon and that's using you as a warm up before my match against Sierra Heck'N Silver for the Sin World Title.
XYZ you know why I'm so sure I'm about ta send you into a blackout like I did to Cross? Because you've already underestimated me. You're the kinda arrogant fool who thinks because all the cards have been stacked in your favor your whole life... that no one can beat the house and hit that jackpot against you. I'm here to be that exception XYZ. I've been costin bougie ass targets like you coin for over a decade by being smarter and sneakier and refusing to stop hustlin no matter the danger I put myself in. Despite not being a REAL wrestler like the rest of Revo I've proven you don't need mat skills or sleeper holds to keep someone down for three or make 'em drop and not get up. So come try to lock your "Painkiller" in. IF you can even get close enough... IF you can even dodge all the shots the Brooklygun be firin' off... you'll learn like everyone else has here... I don't give up. Never been pinned. Never been submitted. Been made to bleed, but bitch some red ain't gonna stop me from kicking your entitled skull in.
CJ...he ain't gonna stop me from kicking your skull in either. You got someone watching your back.. well so do I and mine's better than yours. I don't have some washed up jock as my heavy... nahhh I got the two time Horrorcore Champ... one of the baddest and most vicious motherfuckers in the biz. If he knows what's good he'll keep out of the dogfight cause Jessie don't play around.. she will put him down.
I promise you though XYZ you won't have time to worry about him. You'll be too focused on tryna protect your "pretty face" from the free facial reconstruction I'mma give you. And if I'm being honest Xander... your face ain't even that pretty. But it's gonna look waaaaaay worse after I pour you a nice and potent Shot. Of. Jin.
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A ringing sound wakes me out of my drunk ass haze... might just be in my head though. I look over and see my phone flashing.
Kay least I'm not imagining shit... now hands I need you to reach for the phone and hit the button to answer.
I fumble the phone in my hands for a second before I start pressing buttons.
.... nope not that one...... no try again..... okay Jin get it togeth- no that's the same button..... there we go!
Min-jun: Heeelllllllooooooo?
Taehyun: Hello Minnie! How are you?
Min-jun: Taeeee you know I'm really great right now... I'm.. hmmmm.... I love you man... you're my best friend...
Taehyun: You're drunk aren't you,
Min-jun: I would never! I'm a good Christian!
Taehyun: Minnie... you're not Christian. Anyways I just wanted to call and tell you I'll be flying in to see you before your big match you were telling me about. So please write that down somewhere incase drunk you forgets before sober you arrives.
Okay drunk Min-jun... I need to go to the notepad app.... not grindr... not Pokemon Go.... okay I'm in notes. Now I need to write a note so I don't forget Tae is flying over......tAe Plan3 .fgb ma+ch memb3rrrrrrrr.... well... let's just hope when the coolers leave my brain that that somehow makes sense..
Min-jun: Mmmkay goodnight Tae Tae... bye
