Post by Kylie Moore on Mar 29, 2021 15:51:50 GMT -5
April 6, 2039
An older Derrick Vayden puts his nose in the air as eighteen year old Makayla lands awkwardly and lets out a sigh of pain. She looks up at her father. He shakes his head in disappointment.
"Your mother and I busted our asses for this business and you aren't even grasping simple concepts."
For months this is the type of disrespect the Vayden child had dealt with. Her parents were multiple time champions and this second generation wrestler had big shoes to fill. She shook her head as she made it to her feet.
"Im not mom and I sure as hell am not you. Im not a jackass.
Derrick shakes his head.
"Again."
Makayla angrily stands up and gets in her dads face. He smirks.
"What are ya gonna do?"
She shakes her head and rolls out of the ring.
....................
Present Day
"In the near future much more is possible and that includes time travel. Dad, I am here to face you at your strongest and not when you are a feeble old man. In order to do that I must first get through the Ides. I must first get through Richard Dweck.
Dweck, in my time, is the equivalent to a meme. He is a joke, much like he is in today's world.
Dad, I don't know why Auntie Cecilia put me in this match and I don't fucking care. All I care about in this time is setting you straight now so that, in the future, you treat me with a little respect.
Back to you Dweck, how do you plan on beating me when you can't even beat a guy that stole your name. He stole your name and then made you into a simple punchline. You are a moron and I will prove that at the Ides.
I will keep you on the mat as you keep your name in the dirt. Meanwhile, not Richard Dweck gets a world title shot. Save yourself from meme status. Stop while you can.
Let's say you do show up for our match at the Ides, how do you plan on beating an eighteen year old World Champion from the future? We wrestle fucking robots doofus. In a company full of top tier talent, you are a mere curtain jerker. You are a masturbator in the company of fornicators. You are a dog amongst wolves.
Stop it, Dweck. No one takes you seriously. My quarrel isn't even with you. It is with my father! Daddy, I will see you soon.
With that Makayla walks off as the scene fades to black.
An older Derrick Vayden puts his nose in the air as eighteen year old Makayla lands awkwardly and lets out a sigh of pain. She looks up at her father. He shakes his head in disappointment.
"Your mother and I busted our asses for this business and you aren't even grasping simple concepts."
For months this is the type of disrespect the Vayden child had dealt with. Her parents were multiple time champions and this second generation wrestler had big shoes to fill. She shook her head as she made it to her feet.
"Im not mom and I sure as hell am not you. Im not a jackass.
Derrick shakes his head.
"Again."
Makayla angrily stands up and gets in her dads face. He smirks.
"What are ya gonna do?"
She shakes her head and rolls out of the ring.
....................
Present Day
"In the near future much more is possible and that includes time travel. Dad, I am here to face you at your strongest and not when you are a feeble old man. In order to do that I must first get through the Ides. I must first get through Richard Dweck.
Dweck, in my time, is the equivalent to a meme. He is a joke, much like he is in today's world.
Dad, I don't know why Auntie Cecilia put me in this match and I don't fucking care. All I care about in this time is setting you straight now so that, in the future, you treat me with a little respect.
Back to you Dweck, how do you plan on beating me when you can't even beat a guy that stole your name. He stole your name and then made you into a simple punchline. You are a moron and I will prove that at the Ides.
I will keep you on the mat as you keep your name in the dirt. Meanwhile, not Richard Dweck gets a world title shot. Save yourself from meme status. Stop while you can.
Let's say you do show up for our match at the Ides, how do you plan on beating an eighteen year old World Champion from the future? We wrestle fucking robots doofus. In a company full of top tier talent, you are a mere curtain jerker. You are a masturbator in the company of fornicators. You are a dog amongst wolves.
Stop it, Dweck. No one takes you seriously. My quarrel isn't even with you. It is with my father! Daddy, I will see you soon.
With that Makayla walks off as the scene fades to black.