Post by Noah Hanson on May 21, 2016 10:34:12 GMT -5
ooc: Couldn't post this until after the Boardwalk PPV Dealer's Choice
So yeah this run down little hotel room, the one that looks like it was used in a couple of those B-List horror movies, not that I don't have any experience in those sort of movies but only on a professional level. I sure as hell don't wanna be one of the chalk outlines on the freakin' stained carpet at least I hope it's stained. I just really wanna give a shout out to Mike Pettis for really goin' all out for e and putting me up in this second rate Bates Motel. Believe me I won't be taking any showers with the curtain actually closed thanks to you. I get it that you are trying to get the shock and awe in the fans, I know exactly what you are doin' that. I mean you could have probably shelled out a little bit more and maybe found me a little bit more, a slight upgrade would have been nice but I guess I should be thankful that you even put me up anywhere but I feel like I should be looking for a giant bottle of hand sanitizer and just bein' able to cannonball into it. I am afraid to go to sleep at night because I might wake up in the bathtub in ice and one of my kidneys missing. Call me superstitious but god damn I don't wanna live an urban legend and I sure as hell don't wanna be on Crime TV as some sort of Unsolved Mystery or a Cold Case that they are trying to figure out. But on the topside maybe it would be made into a movie of the week, maybe people would make a pilgrimage to where I died and make a tribute site where I died, I could be like Elvis or at least like Paul Walker. To be worshipped like that is just something that every big star dreams of having happen outside of living and making a difference. I have dreamed of having fans flock to my grave like Selena or Prince oh man that would be something I can only hope that I go out like that.
But until then I am on a whirlwind run in one week, Scranton to team with Jason Price and then it's off to Fight-One for the Outlaw title match and then it's to Coney Island and a match with whomever walks out with the Casino title and you know what it no longer matters to me which one of them walk out of the match because I will go out there and give them a hell of a match and it will all be decided with a single flip of a coin will tell everyone what Noah Hanson they are gonna get. I am sorry that is gonna come down to something like that but you know what chance is and that is what a flip of the coin is..chance. But chance is one thing...it's fair and that is something I want to be to the fans and that is fair, I want the fans to see a side of Noah they have never seen. Most of the fans are used to seeing a Noah that is ruthless, blood-thirsty and willing to do whatever it takes to walk out of the match with the Casino title but there is also the other side of me, the side the fans rarely see outside of the ring and that is the side that I am going to try and give the fans a truly great match that the fans of Boardwalk deserves. The funny thing is that it will be hard to follow up what Collins and Zybala are gonna do but this man is goin' to do whatever he can to make sure the fans get a real treat. So let me tell both of you this, I don't have a real issue with either of you, I just want you to know that this match whomever is goin' to be getting me is goin' to be getting someone that is as hot as he has ever been and is ready to just throw caution to the wind and see what comes out. I can only hope that the two of you have enough in the tank for another great match and that the fans are just freakin' spent by the time they walk out the show.
I would like to think that since the title is called the Casino title that we are going to be roll the dice and see what combo we get. That we are going to pull the lever and see if we get all bars or maybe we get a Royal Flush and then at the end of the night one of us is going to go to the window and cash out and one of us is going to be walking out with nothing short of a jackpot and that will be the Casino title.
So I guess in a short amount of time we will see who was All In and we will find out who crapped out. And after everything that I have done lately I do not plan to go to the window without getting the big jackpot, without collecting all my winnings and cashing out with a big prize.
One one end we have Claire Collins the Ace in the Pack, she has been a champion that all other champions can look at and see how to do it and do it right. Honor, fighting spirit and determination what is there not to like about how she defends that belt.
The you have Mike Zybala, a man that is respected throughout Boardwalk and known all over the wrestling industry. I would call him the King of Spades he is tough, stern and hardened by years of battles, sometimes they call him the plucky underdog but that would a bad call. See when I see Mike out there I see someone that can go with just about anyone out there.
And then when I show up I am if anything the wildcard in the match, I don;t any value in the original match and you don't really know what is going to happen when I get into the match but you know that you are going to have one hell of a match when I get in there, will it be able to match the first match? That is something I am not going to try to say one way or the other but what I am going to do is just do what I do best and that is fight my ass off and try to walk out with the Casino title I believe that someone that used to be here Ash Scion, she used to say “Asses in Seats” to bad she was never a person that was able to be trustworthy. But see I am a man of my word, I promise that the simple flip of a coin will give the fans everything they want. Either heads and we have a good match no bullshit, no tricks, no dirty tactics just me and the winner and then we see who is the best that night. Or tails and well I think you get the picture, all bets are off and I do what I have to do to walk out with the Casino title and wash the stench of High Octane Wrestling off my gear, off my hands and off my soul.
Do I really know if the monkey that has been riding my ass after my leaving HOW will finally be off? I really don't know because there are days that I just sit there and think of how it all went down and how I felt day in and day out there. I never hated wrestling as a whole more than when I was employed by Lee Best and I know he doesn't give a shit, I know that my “good peep” vibe never meant anything to him so maybe that is why I get so worked up about because he came looking for me, Mike himself came looking for me, wanting to get me to join HOW and I was starstruck I have admitted that time and again because when I was in Wrestling Midwest I had all the stories about HOW. Heard how it was the greatest fed out there, the top talent from all over the country and there I was standing on the outside, looking through a hole in the wall and goin' “HOLY SHIT” because I never saw a fed like HOW.
That is why when Mike came calling it really didn't take me long to figure it all out and sign on the dotted line and working with two men that at the time were two of my best and closest friends. I helped mold Brian Hollywood and Darin Zion into the current stars that they are now and that is why it is so hard for me to watch Brian act like a giant douchenozzle and Zion is runnin' around the fed world bitching about everything HOW. But in the end it is all his fault, Darin is the one that is sticking it out there and while I admire Darin for sticking by the side of HOW there is one flaw to that plan how do you stand by and watch something die and do little to nothing to try and revive what HOW used to be?
That is why I was glad to a certain degree that I lost the match to Kostoff, I was glad to finally have the bonds that had me anchored to HOW broken. I was free...finally free and even though I was free, even though it took me a little bit of time to find the loophole that got me out of the contract when it did happen I was finally able to begin the journey that would give me the chance to reclaim my glory and honor in the business it was then that I found a small regional fed in Pennsylvania and it was where I would begin the reclamation project of my career. I only knew a few people there and I was Ok with it, I welcomed the challenge of a new territory and a new set of talent to test myself against and see if all the bullshit that I was being fed by Lee Best and even at times by my own fucking friend Brian Hollywood was true. Was I washed up? Was I to blind to see that I was past my prime? I have openly admitted that my best days are behind me but that hasn't stopped me from winning titles, winning matches and beating people all over the world and that is the real motivation for me these days...proving all the haters wrong.
Collins and Zybala are both younger then me and I want to make sure that the two of them know that someone quite a few years older then them could possibly be the one that beats them and walks out with the Casino title. And I am not saying all of this to make doubt themselves, all I am doin' is pushing myself harder and farther then I ever have. I want to push this old, weather beaten and broken down body to one final run of glory. I am not saying that Collins or Zybala don't deserve to hold the title because both do and Collins has been an incredible champion but this is my chance to shine, this is my chance to finally get over that hump from last year. And that is why I have pushed myself harder and farther than I ever have because I want to put that all behind me as soon as possible. The failure of HOW shouldn't be bothering me all these months later and maybe that is a character flaw in myself but that is why it is so important for me to do all this. It has never been personal, don't hate Collins or Zybala in fact I have a ton of respect for each of them. I have seen what Collins has done while champion and I can see just why she is one of the best in Boardwalk and why Zybala has a tough task to just try and win the match and then if Mike wins now I have an even crazier task because if Mike beat Collins then what does that really mean for me? I would have to think that Tails would be the better flip of the coin for me because it would give me a decided advantage. I would be able to just go in and get after Mike, coming off a hell of a match, beating Collins, winded I could go for the quick kill.
But the more I think about, the more it floats around in this noggin I have to really wonder what are my chances like for walking out with the Casino title but is that the way I want the fans in Boardwalk to see me? I busted my ass for the last few months and have shown not just the fans in Boardwalk that there is actually two different sides to the Noah Hanson coin. And I have worked my ass off to try and do the right thing while in Boardwalk, no shortcuts, no dirty handed tactics, just winning with my god given talents and great wrestling and shaking hands with and that is why I have done what I have done lately. I want to be known for more then being a jackass like I was known for early in my career, someone that would do anything and everything to win a title. There are some things that I have done in my past that I am not exactly proud of but I was blinded by the shine from the gold and the smell of the leather the gold is attached to. Some of my friends back then said I was obsessed with winning back then at any cost.
And I don't want to have to go that route in Boardwalk it's not the Noah Hanson I have carved out in Atlantic City but the coin will tell me exactly what I have to do. Is it fate and destiny working together this time? Do they want me to finally overcome my obsession? Or am I destined to chance that demon from HOW? I dunno...i would love to finally be able to say that I can close that part of my career off, that I can finally bury those demons in the ground but what if I can't what if winning the Casino title doesn't put that desire to bed? The only comfort I have in all of this is that I have lived my career in Boardwalk the only way I know how. I have resisted the urges and desires as well as I can and at Dealer's Choice a simple toss of a coin will decide my future. They say that chance is fair and just....
After Dealer's Choice you might wanna ask Collins and Zybala how that worked for them.
[Bates Motel, seriously I feel there is a murdering in my room while I'm asleep looking down at me. What the hell Pettis why would you put me up here?]
[Time: You're kidding right? I am to fucking paranoid to even look at my watch.]
[Mood: Scared as fuck, if something came out of the wall I'd literally jump in Cassandra's arm like Scooby does with Shaggy]
[Spotify: For some fucking reason I have haunted house music on a continuous loop on Spotify.]
It's the next day after Noah and Cass spent the night at the motel or is it a hotel is there really a difference? Either way Noah looks like he didn't sleep that much, his eyes are bloodshot and there are even some darkened bags under them and his hair which is usually perfect looks something north of bummish. He is sitting on his chair in front of his laptop.
“You heard that last night? Right?” Noah begs Cass his voice trembling. “I could hear them in the walls.”
Cass scrathes her head a little. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“Last night, I could hear them in the walls, gremlins.” Noah said his bloodshot eyes growing wider. “Tonight they are goin' to come for us or for the damn KFC we got left over and again we really need to thank the guys from UTA for making that happen. I never get tired of free KFC but those damn gremlins they can smell the secret herbs and spices and they are gonna eat it all and then they are gonna MULTIPLY just like in the movie.” Noah screamed and then grabbed the bucket of chiken and cradled it like a small baby and started rocking back and forth.
“How much sleep did you get last night?” Cass asked.
“I was busy...”Noah barked. “...I had to make a trap Pettis put us up here maybe he is the king of the Gremlins...”
“Like Stripe the one in the movie?” Cass asked and then rolled her eyes. “What if they are the really mean ones like the Russian ones that eat metal and destroy airplanes in the air.”
“I have to pee....” Noah declared as he sat the bucket of chicken down.
“You have to figure out how you're gonna go after this match for the Casino title.” Cass warned.
“Oh I got that covered.” Noah gleefully replied as he dug through his pants pocket and then pulled out a single quarter and put in the face of Cass almost touching her with it.
“Ok you have a quarter......congrats....” Cass said shaking her head.
“No...you don't get it.” Noah explained. “The coin will decided how I approach the match 'Heads' I give the winner a break to collect themselves and 'Tails' I get the jump on the winner and make it quick and clean. The coin is chance and chance is if anything else it's fair.” Noah climbs back onto his chair looking oddly like Gollum from 'Lord of the Rings' and Cass almost was waiting for Noah to exclaim “PRETTY!” to the coin. But then she made this remark and it summed up Noah perfectly at the moment....
“God damn one night in this freakshow and he's fucking Two-Face...” Cass said as she watched Noah look like he is not going to be getting any sleep tonight either and unfortunately that means neither is she. “Pettis is gonna pay for this.” She had never seen Noah so off the rails, it was weird, creepy and kinda a turn-on too and she had no idea why she was looking at her man all the while not sure if she wanted to knock his ass out or fuck the scared right out of him. All she knew was if neither of them were gonna sleep they might as well fuck...
[The Boardwalk censors were forced to cut the feed as Cassandra was starting to get undressed and opened up her little box of toys and was starting to go through them.]
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But until then I am on a whirlwind run in one week, Scranton to team with Jason Price and then it's off to Fight-One for the Outlaw title match and then it's to Coney Island and a match with whomever walks out with the Casino title and you know what it no longer matters to me which one of them walk out of the match because I will go out there and give them a hell of a match and it will all be decided with a single flip of a coin will tell everyone what Noah Hanson they are gonna get. I am sorry that is gonna come down to something like that but you know what chance is and that is what a flip of the coin is..chance. But chance is one thing...it's fair and that is something I want to be to the fans and that is fair, I want the fans to see a side of Noah they have never seen. Most of the fans are used to seeing a Noah that is ruthless, blood-thirsty and willing to do whatever it takes to walk out of the match with the Casino title but there is also the other side of me, the side the fans rarely see outside of the ring and that is the side that I am going to try and give the fans a truly great match that the fans of Boardwalk deserves. The funny thing is that it will be hard to follow up what Collins and Zybala are gonna do but this man is goin' to do whatever he can to make sure the fans get a real treat. So let me tell both of you this, I don't have a real issue with either of you, I just want you to know that this match whomever is goin' to be getting me is goin' to be getting someone that is as hot as he has ever been and is ready to just throw caution to the wind and see what comes out. I can only hope that the two of you have enough in the tank for another great match and that the fans are just freakin' spent by the time they walk out the show.
I would like to think that since the title is called the Casino title that we are going to be roll the dice and see what combo we get. That we are going to pull the lever and see if we get all bars or maybe we get a Royal Flush and then at the end of the night one of us is going to go to the window and cash out and one of us is going to be walking out with nothing short of a jackpot and that will be the Casino title.
So I guess in a short amount of time we will see who was All In and we will find out who crapped out. And after everything that I have done lately I do not plan to go to the window without getting the big jackpot, without collecting all my winnings and cashing out with a big prize.
One one end we have Claire Collins the Ace in the Pack, she has been a champion that all other champions can look at and see how to do it and do it right. Honor, fighting spirit and determination what is there not to like about how she defends that belt.
The you have Mike Zybala, a man that is respected throughout Boardwalk and known all over the wrestling industry. I would call him the King of Spades he is tough, stern and hardened by years of battles, sometimes they call him the plucky underdog but that would a bad call. See when I see Mike out there I see someone that can go with just about anyone out there.
And then when I show up I am if anything the wildcard in the match, I don;t any value in the original match and you don't really know what is going to happen when I get into the match but you know that you are going to have one hell of a match when I get in there, will it be able to match the first match? That is something I am not going to try to say one way or the other but what I am going to do is just do what I do best and that is fight my ass off and try to walk out with the Casino title I believe that someone that used to be here Ash Scion, she used to say “Asses in Seats” to bad she was never a person that was able to be trustworthy. But see I am a man of my word, I promise that the simple flip of a coin will give the fans everything they want. Either heads and we have a good match no bullshit, no tricks, no dirty tactics just me and the winner and then we see who is the best that night. Or tails and well I think you get the picture, all bets are off and I do what I have to do to walk out with the Casino title and wash the stench of High Octane Wrestling off my gear, off my hands and off my soul.
Do I really know if the monkey that has been riding my ass after my leaving HOW will finally be off? I really don't know because there are days that I just sit there and think of how it all went down and how I felt day in and day out there. I never hated wrestling as a whole more than when I was employed by Lee Best and I know he doesn't give a shit, I know that my “good peep” vibe never meant anything to him so maybe that is why I get so worked up about because he came looking for me, Mike himself came looking for me, wanting to get me to join HOW and I was starstruck I have admitted that time and again because when I was in Wrestling Midwest I had all the stories about HOW. Heard how it was the greatest fed out there, the top talent from all over the country and there I was standing on the outside, looking through a hole in the wall and goin' “HOLY SHIT” because I never saw a fed like HOW.
That is why when Mike came calling it really didn't take me long to figure it all out and sign on the dotted line and working with two men that at the time were two of my best and closest friends. I helped mold Brian Hollywood and Darin Zion into the current stars that they are now and that is why it is so hard for me to watch Brian act like a giant douchenozzle and Zion is runnin' around the fed world bitching about everything HOW. But in the end it is all his fault, Darin is the one that is sticking it out there and while I admire Darin for sticking by the side of HOW there is one flaw to that plan how do you stand by and watch something die and do little to nothing to try and revive what HOW used to be?
That is why I was glad to a certain degree that I lost the match to Kostoff, I was glad to finally have the bonds that had me anchored to HOW broken. I was free...finally free and even though I was free, even though it took me a little bit of time to find the loophole that got me out of the contract when it did happen I was finally able to begin the journey that would give me the chance to reclaim my glory and honor in the business it was then that I found a small regional fed in Pennsylvania and it was where I would begin the reclamation project of my career. I only knew a few people there and I was Ok with it, I welcomed the challenge of a new territory and a new set of talent to test myself against and see if all the bullshit that I was being fed by Lee Best and even at times by my own fucking friend Brian Hollywood was true. Was I washed up? Was I to blind to see that I was past my prime? I have openly admitted that my best days are behind me but that hasn't stopped me from winning titles, winning matches and beating people all over the world and that is the real motivation for me these days...proving all the haters wrong.
Collins and Zybala are both younger then me and I want to make sure that the two of them know that someone quite a few years older then them could possibly be the one that beats them and walks out with the Casino title. And I am not saying all of this to make doubt themselves, all I am doin' is pushing myself harder and farther then I ever have. I want to push this old, weather beaten and broken down body to one final run of glory. I am not saying that Collins or Zybala don't deserve to hold the title because both do and Collins has been an incredible champion but this is my chance to shine, this is my chance to finally get over that hump from last year. And that is why I have pushed myself harder and farther than I ever have because I want to put that all behind me as soon as possible. The failure of HOW shouldn't be bothering me all these months later and maybe that is a character flaw in myself but that is why it is so important for me to do all this. It has never been personal, don't hate Collins or Zybala in fact I have a ton of respect for each of them. I have seen what Collins has done while champion and I can see just why she is one of the best in Boardwalk and why Zybala has a tough task to just try and win the match and then if Mike wins now I have an even crazier task because if Mike beat Collins then what does that really mean for me? I would have to think that Tails would be the better flip of the coin for me because it would give me a decided advantage. I would be able to just go in and get after Mike, coming off a hell of a match, beating Collins, winded I could go for the quick kill.
But the more I think about, the more it floats around in this noggin I have to really wonder what are my chances like for walking out with the Casino title but is that the way I want the fans in Boardwalk to see me? I busted my ass for the last few months and have shown not just the fans in Boardwalk that there is actually two different sides to the Noah Hanson coin. And I have worked my ass off to try and do the right thing while in Boardwalk, no shortcuts, no dirty handed tactics, just winning with my god given talents and great wrestling and shaking hands with and that is why I have done what I have done lately. I want to be known for more then being a jackass like I was known for early in my career, someone that would do anything and everything to win a title. There are some things that I have done in my past that I am not exactly proud of but I was blinded by the shine from the gold and the smell of the leather the gold is attached to. Some of my friends back then said I was obsessed with winning back then at any cost.
And I don't want to have to go that route in Boardwalk it's not the Noah Hanson I have carved out in Atlantic City but the coin will tell me exactly what I have to do. Is it fate and destiny working together this time? Do they want me to finally overcome my obsession? Or am I destined to chance that demon from HOW? I dunno...i would love to finally be able to say that I can close that part of my career off, that I can finally bury those demons in the ground but what if I can't what if winning the Casino title doesn't put that desire to bed? The only comfort I have in all of this is that I have lived my career in Boardwalk the only way I know how. I have resisted the urges and desires as well as I can and at Dealer's Choice a simple toss of a coin will decide my future. They say that chance is fair and just....
After Dealer's Choice you might wanna ask Collins and Zybala how that worked for them.
[Bates Motel, seriously I feel there is a murdering in my room while I'm asleep looking down at me. What the hell Pettis why would you put me up here?]
[Time: You're kidding right? I am to fucking paranoid to even look at my watch.]
[Mood: Scared as fuck, if something came out of the wall I'd literally jump in Cassandra's arm like Scooby does with Shaggy]
[Spotify: For some fucking reason I have haunted house music on a continuous loop on Spotify.]
It's the next day after Noah and Cass spent the night at the motel or is it a hotel is there really a difference? Either way Noah looks like he didn't sleep that much, his eyes are bloodshot and there are even some darkened bags under them and his hair which is usually perfect looks something north of bummish. He is sitting on his chair in front of his laptop.
“You heard that last night? Right?” Noah begs Cass his voice trembling. “I could hear them in the walls.”
Cass scrathes her head a little. “What the hell are you talking about?”
“Last night, I could hear them in the walls, gremlins.” Noah said his bloodshot eyes growing wider. “Tonight they are goin' to come for us or for the damn KFC we got left over and again we really need to thank the guys from UTA for making that happen. I never get tired of free KFC but those damn gremlins they can smell the secret herbs and spices and they are gonna eat it all and then they are gonna MULTIPLY just like in the movie.” Noah screamed and then grabbed the bucket of chiken and cradled it like a small baby and started rocking back and forth.
“How much sleep did you get last night?” Cass asked.
“I was busy...”Noah barked. “...I had to make a trap Pettis put us up here maybe he is the king of the Gremlins...”
“Like Stripe the one in the movie?” Cass asked and then rolled her eyes. “What if they are the really mean ones like the Russian ones that eat metal and destroy airplanes in the air.”
“I have to pee....” Noah declared as he sat the bucket of chicken down.
“You have to figure out how you're gonna go after this match for the Casino title.” Cass warned.
“Oh I got that covered.” Noah gleefully replied as he dug through his pants pocket and then pulled out a single quarter and put in the face of Cass almost touching her with it.
“Ok you have a quarter......congrats....” Cass said shaking her head.
“No...you don't get it.” Noah explained. “The coin will decided how I approach the match 'Heads' I give the winner a break to collect themselves and 'Tails' I get the jump on the winner and make it quick and clean. The coin is chance and chance is if anything else it's fair.” Noah climbs back onto his chair looking oddly like Gollum from 'Lord of the Rings' and Cass almost was waiting for Noah to exclaim “PRETTY!” to the coin. But then she made this remark and it summed up Noah perfectly at the moment....
“God damn one night in this freakshow and he's fucking Two-Face...” Cass said as she watched Noah look like he is not going to be getting any sleep tonight either and unfortunately that means neither is she. “Pettis is gonna pay for this.” She had never seen Noah so off the rails, it was weird, creepy and kinda a turn-on too and she had no idea why she was looking at her man all the while not sure if she wanted to knock his ass out or fuck the scared right out of him. All she knew was if neither of them were gonna sleep they might as well fuck...
[The Boardwalk censors were forced to cut the feed as Cassandra was starting to get undressed and opened up her little box of toys and was starting to go through them.]
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