Post by Van Quinn on Sept 4, 2016 23:54:43 GMT
Van Quinn, the self-proclaimed “Greatest Linebacker of this Generation” has become a member of the Epic Online Wrestling roster. His collegiate career cut short due to his conduct detrimental to the team, and honestly the entire flagship of collegiate football, Van has looked to the next best career where he can legally hurt people for a living. In football, and any other professional career, your first day is stressful and anything but ‘Epic’. As a freshman on a football team you get hazed and thrown around the locker room like chopped meat. As a new hire in a company you are looked at as the lowest piece of dispensable trash. You’re a peasant. But professional wrestling isn’t like the rest of the world. Van makes his entrance into professional wrestling with an immediate opportunity to become a champion, and why not? EOW on the upstart, a name like his brings national media attention.
Hands caked in white chalk wrap around a metal bar; multiple plates on each side. A loud grunt is followed by him slowly lifting the bar to his waist in a deadlift before dropping the bar to the floor.
A look of self-satisfaction comes across his face with a grin above his chiseled, shirtless mid-section glistening underneath the fluorescent light.
“Ernie, I have to thank you for this favor. You’ve not only given me a second chance at becoming the star that I truly am – but you’ve let me do what I was born to do….and that’s hurt people with these fucking hands”, he looks down to his body, “..and this heaven sent hell bound physique.”
“How can I become a star the first time I step into the ring? You ask. Well the tournament put in front of us will establish an official alpha in this company. You know what’s great about being an alpha?”, he steps over the bar and towards the camera with his shirt in hand, “ You don’t have to tell anyone you’re the top dog. You show them. You show them in the weight room. You show them in the bedroom, and now I show them in the ring. The one stop shop for everything you wish you were is right here”
Extending his arms Van smiles behind pursed lips. “The rest of these cunts will run down reasons why they’re going to win this tournament – and before you’re bored to death with their dragging and dredging of proclamations let me break down the game tape for you.” He extends his right hand with his thumb out, “When it comes to strength I can do power with the best”, extending his index finger, “and when they think they have speed I’m faster than the rest." his middle finger, “You can be a greater wrestler than I am but you’ll never outlast me. Those three things are what it takes to be the heart of a champion. Adversity?” He scoffs, “Try being told you can’t do what you love anymore just because you love cocaine and whores too. None of you will take away my second chance because I. Don’t. Stop. I don’t stop training. I don’t stop working. I don’t stop learning. I. Don’t. Stop. I’ll scratch and claw my way to the top of that ladder in the finale and wrap my hands around my destiny.”
His hands on his hips he tries to contain his anger, “This tournament isn’t about building my resume. This is my livelihood. Right now there’s a sports guy telling viewers I’m a cancer to anyone willing to hire me, but Ernie did because he saw something in me. My raw abilities, my passion, and…well…. probably the tape of me ripping the helmet off of a quarterback and headbutting him. This isn’t about professional wrestling, this is about outlasting and surviving everyone else on Livewire as I shake the hand of Ernie parker and confetti rains down on me. The confetti that was supposed to rain on me when I won a national championship.”
“EOW isn’t a stop along the way. EOW is my new home, and nobody comes into my home and makes it out alive.This won’t be about showing the world the next best professional wrestler, it will be about Van Quinn, that’s me, showing the world I’m still the fucking alpha male”
