Post by Jin Min-jun on Oct 25, 2021 16:17:36 GMT -5
I don't even know why I came here...
I look around and take in the once familiar sights of my old elementary school's gymnasium. The beaten down red gym mats velcroed to the walls, the chipped lines of the basketball court, the stage where half assed school plays were put on. But now instead of the kids running around throwing dodgeballs the room hangs over in silence as mournful looking adults trickle in towards a circle of plastic folding chairs.
I'm really not sure if this was a great idea. Am I really ready for this? Jessie said it might be an idea worth checking out, but ... I'm not sold one hundred yet.
I clutch at the coffee in my hands and feel my whole body hunch in on itself as more folks arrive. Most of them seem familiar with each other, probably done this a few times, and they've already began chatting and pretty much ignoring me. I can't say I'm disappointed.
This is a sign Min-jun. None of them want to talk to you...
I notice another young asian man sitting across from me. Looks about my age... dark hair... covered in tattoos. He's looking at me curiously, like he's trying to figure out. I can't hold contact with him, my eyes look away to avoid the discomfort, but I can still tell his eyes haven't left me.
What's this guy's fucking problem? Oh. Shit. Maybe he recognizes me. Last thing I need is to be talking about my fuckin' sob story in front of a fan.
I go to grab my coat and get up when a cheery blonde woman walks up to me. Everyone's been talking to her and it seems like she's running everything here. She's certainly one of a kind. Covered in bright colours and wild accessories. Wearing her individuality like a suit of armor. Her smile is warm when she reaches me.
? ? ? : Hi! I'm Penelope! I kind of make the magic happen here so we can all come together and let our guards down in a safe space. I'm guessing this is your first time doing this sort of thing?
I nod silently. My face stiffens to try to hide my discomfort. Her demeanor softens... almost quiets or dims and her voice begins to match.
Penelope: Hey. I know this is a new experience for you. This might seem like a lot. I want you to know you're welcome to take this at your own pace. No one is expecting you to tell us your life story. That takes time. Eventually you might feel comfortable sharing with us, but it's okay if day one isn't that day. Heck even month one. I'm just glad you're here. And when you're ready we will all be more than willing to listen and support.
I give her another slight nod. She flashes one last smile before heading over to the empty chair waiting for her. Once everyone's seated and the chatter has gone silent Penelope gets the meeting going.
Penelope: Hi everyone! Welcome back! I'm really happy to see so many returning faces as well as a few new ones. Before we start the meeting I want to remind you all that this is a safe space. We are not here to judge anyone's feelings or grieving processes. We are all here to listen and be heard. Support and be supported. Finally I want to remind everyone that the conversations and stories we hear in these meetings are sacred and confidential. Please respect this agreement. You wouldn't want anyone telling the world your story so please don't do that to anyone else.
Penelope looks around the room briefly making eye contact with each of us as if to reassure everyone as well as make sure we understand. The group silently acknowledges her words.
Penelope: Now that we're all in agreement is there anyone who'd like to start us off today?
An older woman begins to speak. She starts explaining that she lost her husband to a heart attack a few months ago. Beyond that first bit not much else registers with me. I start checking out mentally. It feels safer. As I try to numb myself it feels like time stands still. I don't look at anyone. I don't hear anything. The only thing that seems to break through my haze is his eyes. They still haven't left me. It's unnerving.
Fuck stop looking at me... fucking creep.
I'm finally shaken back to reality when I notice everyone staring at me. Penelope is speaking to me and her words are muffled at first, but once I focus I can make them out.
Penelope: Hi sweetheart. Do you feel ready to speak today? Or even just introduce yourself?
I don't answer right away. I look at all the eyes. All focused on me. All waiting for me. All judging me. I try to stay composed...
Min-jun: I- I'm Min-jun... and...... and...I... I can't do this I'm sorry.
I grab my stuff hurriedly and rush out of the room and I can feel the eyes following me. I can hear hushed whispers. As I leave I pass the tattooed man and I can sense him trying to reach for me, but I rush past. The last thing I hear before I disappear is Penelope's kind voice ringing through the otherwise quiet gym.
Penelope: Everyone please remember that this is a hard process. We've all struggled at some point during this journey. Let's hope Min-jun comes back, but understand that his decision to leave today is okay. And again.. respect and support it.
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Y'all just ain't ready.
It's ya boi Mr Jin2Win himself. I'm feeling like the top of the tops, that creme de la creme, the Number One of all the number ones. Still ridin' high each and every week. And it seems as of late the rest of this business is catching up to what I've said since day one.
Jin Min-jun is THE badass. I told everyone that even though I wasn't going to put on some five star mat work clinic what I WOULD do every week is CHECK CHINS and SNATCH WINS. And what have I been doing? That. I caved in skulls and snatched Glory. I broke jaws and became Legendary. And now Lee-Jin has started a new Legacy by dropping bodies as the Dynamic Duo y'all have wanted for months. We clipped the wings of those Griffins and we aren't looking to stop our trail of broken bodies anytime soon. Nahh fam we are gunnin' for those Revo1 Tag Team Championships to cement ourselves as Revo1's resident Belt Collectors.
And it seems that all the success has really made the Brooklyngun Wrestling's Most Wanted. Don't believe me? Look at the facts. The Diamonds made sure Sin couldn't keep me. They knew that Jin Min-jun was the hottest commodity in Revo. They made sure I was that number one draft pick. You know who else wised up? Denzel Porter. The man that said the Shot of Jin wasn't that great of a finisher... that Jin Min-jun wasn't that great of a talker... or yet to be that great of a World Champ... well he's been payin better attention. Top five talents to watch in Revo1. You know who was that Number One? You know who was put above Sin's World Champ Khaos on that list? That would be me. The man who Porter once predicted would lose a non-title to XYZ of all people... Number One.
But it ain't just the bosses and reporters who have their eyes on me. Nah the whole roster is finally starting to place their targets on Jin Min-jun. Mags decided to cash her opportunity in on the baddest World Champ in Revo history. After her hmming and hahing about "oh who should I pick" she made the smartest and also dumbest decision of her short time here. I mean Mags you think you picked right. You picked with your heart.. get revenge against the guy who "cost you the title" in a, I must remind you, NO DQ match. But you've already felt a Shot of Jin. You know how potent that shit is. But hey you did one thing right. You said regardless of the result we are stealing the show... you right.
I'd love to keep runnin' you down like I've been so far, but I do have one other big target placed on me. Two people settin' their sights on bringing down the Lee-Jin.. and just like XYZ and Mags... and the Griffins... they're gonna be laying on their backs. Khaos and Cerise the Psychonauts... Space Cadets.. I don't know.. they took some offense to our little call out. I mean they must have felt threatened when #TuesdayNightJin came back to bask in the love of HIS fans on HIS show one last time. It showed you what the Draft and Denzel both showed you. Khaos is a second rate champ.... and Cerise is barely even an after-thot.... sorry afterTHOUGHT.
Y'all said Jessie and I were chasing boys, RevoMals, and gold... but you two were doing the hard work of ridding Revo1 of the Left Hand. It really must have been so tough and impressive for you two to finally put down an already rotting corpse. Really legendary stuff their fam. Whereas Jessie and I became the faces of our respective shows. She ran through the whole roster over on Legacy... I did the same on Sin. She is one of the only people to have bested Khaos in a match, which might I add she did without me so.. there goes your whole "Lee-Jin needs help" theory. I ran through three people in one night to earn a shot I successfully cashed in.
That's not to say you two haven't impressed. I mean Khaos has his two hundred something day reign as champ. That's a big deal. He beat Anya. That's legit. Out of Revo1's two World Champs.. Khaos is definitely in the top three. And Cerise you.... you have certainly also been present. You were ... what... sixth pick in the draft? That's... good I guess. And you placed well on Porter's top talent list right? Wait... on sorry you didn't make it on the list. But hey you really do add value. I mean without you there who else would ride on Khaos' coattails? Your claim to fame, other than literally riding Khaos to the top, is being... third place in a rumble? That's what you're gonna hang your hat on? But hey.. you've got the man! I mean it's not like he's been slippin' into me- my DMs I mean on that down low. Guess that makes me Damien's Most Wanted too.
So when you two return home to the brand you ran from once you found out Lee-Jin would unite there... you'll be added to the long list of bishes that the two baddest motherfuckers in wrestling have collected. We will show the world that Cerise is just deadweight holding down a World Champ. And Damien.. I'm going to show you that when it comes to the World Champs... and to the bedroom... I'M THE TOP.
Lee-Jin is runnin' shit in Revo. We takin' this from B+ to A+. Gonna make Action Wrestling jealous of the damn talent we got here. And the Psych Ward isn't going to stand a chance in hell of stoppin' the force that we are.
So to quote the great poet Jessie Lee...
Let's.
Fuckin'.
Go.
I look around and take in the once familiar sights of my old elementary school's gymnasium. The beaten down red gym mats velcroed to the walls, the chipped lines of the basketball court, the stage where half assed school plays were put on. But now instead of the kids running around throwing dodgeballs the room hangs over in silence as mournful looking adults trickle in towards a circle of plastic folding chairs.
I'm really not sure if this was a great idea. Am I really ready for this? Jessie said it might be an idea worth checking out, but ... I'm not sold one hundred yet.
I clutch at the coffee in my hands and feel my whole body hunch in on itself as more folks arrive. Most of them seem familiar with each other, probably done this a few times, and they've already began chatting and pretty much ignoring me. I can't say I'm disappointed.
This is a sign Min-jun. None of them want to talk to you...
I notice another young asian man sitting across from me. Looks about my age... dark hair... covered in tattoos. He's looking at me curiously, like he's trying to figure out. I can't hold contact with him, my eyes look away to avoid the discomfort, but I can still tell his eyes haven't left me.
What's this guy's fucking problem? Oh. Shit. Maybe he recognizes me. Last thing I need is to be talking about my fuckin' sob story in front of a fan.
I go to grab my coat and get up when a cheery blonde woman walks up to me. Everyone's been talking to her and it seems like she's running everything here. She's certainly one of a kind. Covered in bright colours and wild accessories. Wearing her individuality like a suit of armor. Her smile is warm when she reaches me.
? ? ? : Hi! I'm Penelope! I kind of make the magic happen here so we can all come together and let our guards down in a safe space. I'm guessing this is your first time doing this sort of thing?
I nod silently. My face stiffens to try to hide my discomfort. Her demeanor softens... almost quiets or dims and her voice begins to match.
Penelope: Hey. I know this is a new experience for you. This might seem like a lot. I want you to know you're welcome to take this at your own pace. No one is expecting you to tell us your life story. That takes time. Eventually you might feel comfortable sharing with us, but it's okay if day one isn't that day. Heck even month one. I'm just glad you're here. And when you're ready we will all be more than willing to listen and support.
I give her another slight nod. She flashes one last smile before heading over to the empty chair waiting for her. Once everyone's seated and the chatter has gone silent Penelope gets the meeting going.
Penelope: Hi everyone! Welcome back! I'm really happy to see so many returning faces as well as a few new ones. Before we start the meeting I want to remind you all that this is a safe space. We are not here to judge anyone's feelings or grieving processes. We are all here to listen and be heard. Support and be supported. Finally I want to remind everyone that the conversations and stories we hear in these meetings are sacred and confidential. Please respect this agreement. You wouldn't want anyone telling the world your story so please don't do that to anyone else.
Penelope looks around the room briefly making eye contact with each of us as if to reassure everyone as well as make sure we understand. The group silently acknowledges her words.
Penelope: Now that we're all in agreement is there anyone who'd like to start us off today?
An older woman begins to speak. She starts explaining that she lost her husband to a heart attack a few months ago. Beyond that first bit not much else registers with me. I start checking out mentally. It feels safer. As I try to numb myself it feels like time stands still. I don't look at anyone. I don't hear anything. The only thing that seems to break through my haze is his eyes. They still haven't left me. It's unnerving.
Fuck stop looking at me... fucking creep.
I'm finally shaken back to reality when I notice everyone staring at me. Penelope is speaking to me and her words are muffled at first, but once I focus I can make them out.
Penelope: Hi sweetheart. Do you feel ready to speak today? Or even just introduce yourself?
I don't answer right away. I look at all the eyes. All focused on me. All waiting for me. All judging me. I try to stay composed...
Min-jun: I- I'm Min-jun... and...... and...I... I can't do this I'm sorry.
I grab my stuff hurriedly and rush out of the room and I can feel the eyes following me. I can hear hushed whispers. As I leave I pass the tattooed man and I can sense him trying to reach for me, but I rush past. The last thing I hear before I disappear is Penelope's kind voice ringing through the otherwise quiet gym.
Penelope: Everyone please remember that this is a hard process. We've all struggled at some point during this journey. Let's hope Min-jun comes back, but understand that his decision to leave today is okay. And again.. respect and support it.
---------------------------------
Y'all just ain't ready.
It's ya boi Mr Jin2Win himself. I'm feeling like the top of the tops, that creme de la creme, the Number One of all the number ones. Still ridin' high each and every week. And it seems as of late the rest of this business is catching up to what I've said since day one.
Jin Min-jun is THE badass. I told everyone that even though I wasn't going to put on some five star mat work clinic what I WOULD do every week is CHECK CHINS and SNATCH WINS. And what have I been doing? That. I caved in skulls and snatched Glory. I broke jaws and became Legendary. And now Lee-Jin has started a new Legacy by dropping bodies as the Dynamic Duo y'all have wanted for months. We clipped the wings of those Griffins and we aren't looking to stop our trail of broken bodies anytime soon. Nahh fam we are gunnin' for those Revo1 Tag Team Championships to cement ourselves as Revo1's resident Belt Collectors.
And it seems that all the success has really made the Brooklyngun Wrestling's Most Wanted. Don't believe me? Look at the facts. The Diamonds made sure Sin couldn't keep me. They knew that Jin Min-jun was the hottest commodity in Revo. They made sure I was that number one draft pick. You know who else wised up? Denzel Porter. The man that said the Shot of Jin wasn't that great of a finisher... that Jin Min-jun wasn't that great of a talker... or yet to be that great of a World Champ... well he's been payin better attention. Top five talents to watch in Revo1. You know who was that Number One? You know who was put above Sin's World Champ Khaos on that list? That would be me. The man who Porter once predicted would lose a non-title to XYZ of all people... Number One.
But it ain't just the bosses and reporters who have their eyes on me. Nah the whole roster is finally starting to place their targets on Jin Min-jun. Mags decided to cash her opportunity in on the baddest World Champ in Revo history. After her hmming and hahing about "oh who should I pick" she made the smartest and also dumbest decision of her short time here. I mean Mags you think you picked right. You picked with your heart.. get revenge against the guy who "cost you the title" in a, I must remind you, NO DQ match. But you've already felt a Shot of Jin. You know how potent that shit is. But hey you did one thing right. You said regardless of the result we are stealing the show... you right.
I'd love to keep runnin' you down like I've been so far, but I do have one other big target placed on me. Two people settin' their sights on bringing down the Lee-Jin.. and just like XYZ and Mags... and the Griffins... they're gonna be laying on their backs. Khaos and Cerise the Psychonauts... Space Cadets.. I don't know.. they took some offense to our little call out. I mean they must have felt threatened when #TuesdayNightJin came back to bask in the love of HIS fans on HIS show one last time. It showed you what the Draft and Denzel both showed you. Khaos is a second rate champ.... and Cerise is barely even an after-thot.... sorry afterTHOUGHT.
Y'all said Jessie and I were chasing boys, RevoMals, and gold... but you two were doing the hard work of ridding Revo1 of the Left Hand. It really must have been so tough and impressive for you two to finally put down an already rotting corpse. Really legendary stuff their fam. Whereas Jessie and I became the faces of our respective shows. She ran through the whole roster over on Legacy... I did the same on Sin. She is one of the only people to have bested Khaos in a match, which might I add she did without me so.. there goes your whole "Lee-Jin needs help" theory. I ran through three people in one night to earn a shot I successfully cashed in.
That's not to say you two haven't impressed. I mean Khaos has his two hundred something day reign as champ. That's a big deal. He beat Anya. That's legit. Out of Revo1's two World Champs.. Khaos is definitely in the top three. And Cerise you.... you have certainly also been present. You were ... what... sixth pick in the draft? That's... good I guess. And you placed well on Porter's top talent list right? Wait... on sorry you didn't make it on the list. But hey you really do add value. I mean without you there who else would ride on Khaos' coattails? Your claim to fame, other than literally riding Khaos to the top, is being... third place in a rumble? That's what you're gonna hang your hat on? But hey.. you've got the man! I mean it's not like he's been slippin' into me- my DMs I mean on that down low. Guess that makes me Damien's Most Wanted too.
So when you two return home to the brand you ran from once you found out Lee-Jin would unite there... you'll be added to the long list of bishes that the two baddest motherfuckers in wrestling have collected. We will show the world that Cerise is just deadweight holding down a World Champ. And Damien.. I'm going to show you that when it comes to the World Champs... and to the bedroom... I'M THE TOP.
Lee-Jin is runnin' shit in Revo. We takin' this from B+ to A+. Gonna make Action Wrestling jealous of the damn talent we got here. And the Psych Ward isn't going to stand a chance in hell of stoppin' the force that we are.
So to quote the great poet Jessie Lee...
Let's.
Fuckin'.
Go.
