SD 49: Mark Brantley vs JJ Hart

[Ben Jacobs]

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Tuesday, Dec. 29th @ 11:59 PM CST (board time)

Match & Segment Deadline:
Thursday, Dec. 31st @ 10AM CST. (board time)
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["The New Age Messiah" JJ Hart]

:: Beginning Of A New Age::

:: The scene opens up with JJ just waking up out of bed. He’s wearing no shirt, and flannel checkered pants. Barely awake, he aimlessly walks to the bathroom, quickly glancing out of the window of his newly claimed Chicago condo. Once he gets to the bathroom, he looks into the mirror, but doesn’t see himself in the reflection, instead, a flashback begins.::

Older Man: Win JJ, you have to win.

JJ Hart: I got it, I understand.

:: At this time JJ was only eighteen, he was only first beginning wrestling and used his step-father for guidance into the wrestling world. He was the one who got him into it, now he’s looking for guidance on the road in the wrestling world.::

Older Man: Win!

:: That’s what JJ always hated, he always had so much pressure on him. He wasn’t even concerned about his well-being. He was concerned about if he didn’t win, what would his step-dad do to him? He hated looking into his dads gray eyes coming back from a loss. Walking back into the dressing room was the most dreaded thing of the day. It came to a point where he hated him. He hated his own dad.::

Flash Back to October 18, 2002

:: The scene opens with a young JJ looking at his dad nose to nose. Anger flaming up in their faces, staring at each others blank eyes. ::

JJ Hart: Why do you have to be like that? Fuck you, stop judging me and what I do is none of your concern. Leave me the fuck alone.

:: JJ’s dad looks stunned and is staring right at JJ. But before he can say anything to JJ, JJ storms off and walks through the curtain to a screaming crowd of jeers and boos.::

:: He didn’t speak to his dad again, he always regretted that day, especially the day he got that dreaded phone call. It was his sister, Lori.::

Lori: JJ?

JJ: What?

Lori: It’s dad, he didn’t wake up this morning.

JJ: What?

Lori: I’m sorry.

:: JJ just looked up and dropped the phone, he ran over to get his keys, and his jacket. He ran to his car, got in, and just started driving. He drove a few blocks and then realized, my dad lives in Kentucky, where am I going?::

::Flashback Over::

:: We come back to current time where JJ is hugging his newlywed Valerie. They’ve only been married for six months now, but everything has been going great so far.::

Val: Are you sure you have to go today?

JJ: I’m sure, but I have to catch my plane to Arkansas. I’ll see you in a week, I promise. Don’t worry, I’ll get us a place down there. I love you.

Val: I love you too.

:: As JJ and Val hug and give each other a kiss, JJ pulls away and walks out the back door. As soon as steps outside, he feels a burst of cold, frosty air. He begins to walk to his car looking up into the air watching his own breath.::

Part Two: Welcome To Arkansas

:: The whole way on the plane ride, JJ was thinking to himself, Brantley isn’t mentally ready for this match, I am. He isn’t as tough as me, I am. He can’t execute, I can. He’s a joke, I’m the real deal. He CAN’T stop me, I can stop him. I’m ready for a war. This is the dawning of a new age, I am the “New Age Messiah”. The savior of RCW.::

:: As soon as JJ steps off the plane and into the terminal. There’s a big sign that reads: Welcome To Arkansas:

JJ: Jesus, where the fuck am I?

:: As JJ looks around and the people that are walking through, he see a lot of people minding their own business. Usually he gets somewhat mobbed by some marks that are at the airport. But nobody knows him here.::

JJ Hart: What am I doing here. I have something to prove here at RCW. Your in for a rude awakening “Arkansas”.

:: As soon as JJ gets to the revolving doors, and steps outside. He looks up and sees the sun beating down to the ground and he can’t see his own breath. He begins to feel warm and a burst of heat runs through his body.::

JJ Hart: Well, this definetly isn’t Chicago.

:: FTB::

OOC: This is a pretty short rp for me, but time constrictions kinda held me back. So yeah. WOOT! FTW lol