Post by Chris Ravenna on May 28, 2019 17:54:31 GMT -5
OOC: This is from Action Wrestling RP to be serve as Character Development for Ravenna.
May 15, 2019
A Local Hotel in Osaka, Japan
4:45 pm
They finished the shooting of Ravenna’s promo for his match at Osaka, and now the group was free time. Black Onyx, Angelina and Marina were eager to explore the great city of Osaka. They left Ravenna and Eldritch on the scene. Lolo Tasyo, Isidra, and Paco were absent because they went back to the Philippines for the National Election. Ravenna tweeted about it and said they would reunite on 21st.
Eldritch worked in his laptop to polish the promo they’re about to upload. His job contributes to Ravenna’s promo videos in Action Wrestling. He could be a perfect manager or a mouthpiece for the Filipino boy one day.
In the middle of his task, he glanced at Ravenna, holding both of his knees, while sitting on his bed. He stared down at the blanket sheet of the bed blankly. It was like he carried some deep thoughts that no one could decipher. Could be Casey Holliday, the one Ravenna attacked? Could it be his defeat against Takeuchi for the title affirming that his tournament win went for nothing? Or could it be his upcoming match against Edwards at Osaka in a chance to reclaim his Jr. Heavyweight Championship back?
That made Eldritch perplexed, so he ceased from his task and went towards Ravenna to check on him. “Hey, you alright?”
Ravenna was startled from Max’s approached. He shouldn't have to think much for a long time. Trying to hide his inner woes, he answered, “Nothing.”
Eldritch watched Ravenna resumed his fetal position, but he was eager to know his inconvenience. After all, he was his traveling companion, and his younger sister, Serena was Chris’ close friend. So he kept on talking. “Well, you seemed that you have something that bothers you.”
“…”
“Was it Holliday?”
“…”
“Well?”
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
“That’s the second time you never talk about her.” Max was stating facts there. Ravenna’s promo for Action Wrestling’s Havoc Rumble never mentioned about the AW Prodigy. Some viewed might speculate it was out of fear that he might win this. But it was dismissed thanks to Ravenna’s attack on Holliday. Speaking of an assault, “By the way, why did you attack her?”
A third but a long silence replied to the Englishman. Max sighed then he sat down on the bed while still determined to unravel Ravenna’s mind.
“So, Action Wrestling announced your match for the upcoming show. You’ll be facing Alex Richards.”
Ravenna sighed in somewhat a melancholic manner. “Great.”
“Hm, I heard that Richards became the WCF World Heavyweight Champion recently.”
“Awesome, another wrestler who can destroy me in public!” Chris uttered expressing a leak of frustration while he felt a load of stress that gave him a heavy burden.
Ravenna’s vexation astonished Max, but it gave him a hint that the Englishman needed. Now Max kept going by asking with concern, “How can you say that to yourself?”
“Look, I failed to beat Takeuchi for the title after that disrespect I gave to him. What credibility do I have left to defeat against Edwards for the Jr. Heavyweight Title but mostly Richards at Monday Night Clash?”
Max found out that Ravenna began to develop self-doubt. He encouraged him, “Well I saw your great performance in the Shooter Ball Tournament then again in the Heritage Cup after you faced Edwards in the finals. See, you can beat him again for the title then Richards after.”
Usually, Ravenna’s accomplishment would cheer him up. But Chris hissed, “That was before I got this FUCKING ILLNESS.” He glanced at both of his heads and reviewed how he had become. “I failed to channel it when I faced TFK and Shadowlove in a Triple Threat Match, and now Takeuchi. Now everyone was convinced that I’m a broken man beyond repair.”
Max forgot about it. Max thought that Chris reached full recovery and can train harder for his big matches. But it seemed that Ravenna wasn’t convinced. “But Chris, you’re not a broken man.”
“BUT HOW?” Ravenna gave Eldritch a sharp look. “Are you a doctor that can tell how well I am? Are you EVEN A GOD that can assure me that I’M DOING GREAT?”
The tension got too intense for both of them. It sounded like Ravenna wanted to fight with the Englishman. Plus, the words coming from the Filipino boy was too absurd. However, Max was too old for this. He was more matured than Chris. He tried to help him, but for now, it was impossible. Max needed to clear the air from this intense scene. So he picked up the laptop and continued his work elsewhere. Ravenna got the hint, so he sunk his head in his fetal position.
Eldritch reached the knob and looked back at Chris. He discerned that Ravenna needed someone’s help or support. It seemed that it melted his bitterness towards him. So he approached him once again, “Chris.”
“Leave me alone.” Chris requested with mild but sadder tone.
Max shook his head, “I understand.”
Max approached the door, swung it open with his laptop that he clung onto his arm, and glanced Chris one last time. He showed that his brief anger towards him became pity. But he had nothing to do to help him. Eldritch finally closed the door gently, leaving Chris undisturbed.
While Max worked with Ravenna’s promo, the girls had a great time exploring the great places in Osaka. Despite all that, Ravenna wasn’t feeling great. It was the opposite. He felt worse!
You had all of them on your side didn't you?
You believe in all your lies didn't you?
I remember…
A young man walked towards a phonograph and placed a vinyl record on the turntable. And the music played as the young man put down the album cover and jumped into the bed. He appeared to be Chris Ravenna in his age of 20. He found solitude at the dusty and abandoned bedroom adorned with cobwebs. It seemed that no one lived in this house except for him. Or maybe there’s the other?
A woman entered the room, and she looked at Ravenna down where he laid on the bed. Chris looked at her, and he was happy to see her. The woman’s skin attracted him the most. It was so delicate and as beautiful as pink snow. Her short black hair was a beauty for him. A mundane nightdress she wore didn’t bother him for there was something else Chris adored.
“Fione.”
“I’m surprised that you’ve won that Nova Championship from a man named Carnage. And I thought you’re about to die.” Fione said with concern for Ravenna’s well-being. She embraced Ravenna’s arm while they both rest on a bed.
That sounded ludicrous to Ravenna. “Do you honestly think that a gash on the forehead would kill me? I didn’t become a champion for nothing,” he said with pride.
Fione wasn’t impressed with Ravenna’s answer, “Stop joking. You’re making me worried.” As she expressed those words, she clung his arm tight. The eighteen-year-old woman displayed some agitation, knowing that Ravenna entered a dangerous sport.
Ravenna acknowledged it, so he caressed Fione’s gentle face. “It’s fine… it’s going to be fine.”
Fione then moved her arms and legs and wrapped around him. Her body pressed on his right side, and her cheek rubbed against it. Ravenna’s face began to color with red. Then he sensed Fione’s heartbeat pounding. He never felt that warmth given to a woman. He never experienced sleeping with a woman except for his mom when he was little. He didn’t have a clear definition of sex in his bed. And Fione also. Those two lovers were innocent and pure to understand the corrupted minds of the teenagers filled with hedonism.
They were happy to be under the same roof alone. The symphony from the record player sang as if it was a sweet lullaby to both innocent lovers. They would soon fall into a slumber.
“Chris, can we spent another day like this together forever?” Fione asked in her sleepy voice.
Chris hummed about it and responded, “Yes.”
Get out of my head.
May 15, 2019
A Local Hotel in Osaka, Japan
4:45 pm
They finished the shooting of Ravenna’s promo for his match at Osaka, and now the group was free time. Black Onyx, Angelina and Marina were eager to explore the great city of Osaka. They left Ravenna and Eldritch on the scene. Lolo Tasyo, Isidra, and Paco were absent because they went back to the Philippines for the National Election. Ravenna tweeted about it and said they would reunite on 21st.
Eldritch worked in his laptop to polish the promo they’re about to upload. His job contributes to Ravenna’s promo videos in Action Wrestling. He could be a perfect manager or a mouthpiece for the Filipino boy one day.
In the middle of his task, he glanced at Ravenna, holding both of his knees, while sitting on his bed. He stared down at the blanket sheet of the bed blankly. It was like he carried some deep thoughts that no one could decipher. Could be Casey Holliday, the one Ravenna attacked? Could it be his defeat against Takeuchi for the title affirming that his tournament win went for nothing? Or could it be his upcoming match against Edwards at Osaka in a chance to reclaim his Jr. Heavyweight Championship back?
That made Eldritch perplexed, so he ceased from his task and went towards Ravenna to check on him. “Hey, you alright?”
Ravenna was startled from Max’s approached. He shouldn't have to think much for a long time. Trying to hide his inner woes, he answered, “Nothing.”
Eldritch watched Ravenna resumed his fetal position, but he was eager to know his inconvenience. After all, he was his traveling companion, and his younger sister, Serena was Chris’ close friend. So he kept on talking. “Well, you seemed that you have something that bothers you.”
“…”
“Was it Holliday?”
“…”
“Well?”
“I don’t want to talk about it.”
“That’s the second time you never talk about her.” Max was stating facts there. Ravenna’s promo for Action Wrestling’s Havoc Rumble never mentioned about the AW Prodigy. Some viewed might speculate it was out of fear that he might win this. But it was dismissed thanks to Ravenna’s attack on Holliday. Speaking of an assault, “By the way, why did you attack her?”
A third but a long silence replied to the Englishman. Max sighed then he sat down on the bed while still determined to unravel Ravenna’s mind.
“So, Action Wrestling announced your match for the upcoming show. You’ll be facing Alex Richards.”
Ravenna sighed in somewhat a melancholic manner. “Great.”
“Hm, I heard that Richards became the WCF World Heavyweight Champion recently.”
“Awesome, another wrestler who can destroy me in public!” Chris uttered expressing a leak of frustration while he felt a load of stress that gave him a heavy burden.
Ravenna’s vexation astonished Max, but it gave him a hint that the Englishman needed. Now Max kept going by asking with concern, “How can you say that to yourself?”
“Look, I failed to beat Takeuchi for the title after that disrespect I gave to him. What credibility do I have left to defeat against Edwards for the Jr. Heavyweight Title but mostly Richards at Monday Night Clash?”
Max found out that Ravenna began to develop self-doubt. He encouraged him, “Well I saw your great performance in the Shooter Ball Tournament then again in the Heritage Cup after you faced Edwards in the finals. See, you can beat him again for the title then Richards after.”
Usually, Ravenna’s accomplishment would cheer him up. But Chris hissed, “That was before I got this FUCKING ILLNESS.” He glanced at both of his heads and reviewed how he had become. “I failed to channel it when I faced TFK and Shadowlove in a Triple Threat Match, and now Takeuchi. Now everyone was convinced that I’m a broken man beyond repair.”
Max forgot about it. Max thought that Chris reached full recovery and can train harder for his big matches. But it seemed that Ravenna wasn’t convinced. “But Chris, you’re not a broken man.”
“BUT HOW?” Ravenna gave Eldritch a sharp look. “Are you a doctor that can tell how well I am? Are you EVEN A GOD that can assure me that I’M DOING GREAT?”
The tension got too intense for both of them. It sounded like Ravenna wanted to fight with the Englishman. Plus, the words coming from the Filipino boy was too absurd. However, Max was too old for this. He was more matured than Chris. He tried to help him, but for now, it was impossible. Max needed to clear the air from this intense scene. So he picked up the laptop and continued his work elsewhere. Ravenna got the hint, so he sunk his head in his fetal position.
Eldritch reached the knob and looked back at Chris. He discerned that Ravenna needed someone’s help or support. It seemed that it melted his bitterness towards him. So he approached him once again, “Chris.”
“Leave me alone.” Chris requested with mild but sadder tone.
Max shook his head, “I understand.”
Max approached the door, swung it open with his laptop that he clung onto his arm, and glanced Chris one last time. He showed that his brief anger towards him became pity. But he had nothing to do to help him. Eldritch finally closed the door gently, leaving Chris undisturbed.
While Max worked with Ravenna’s promo, the girls had a great time exploring the great places in Osaka. Despite all that, Ravenna wasn’t feeling great. It was the opposite. He felt worse!
You had all of them on your side didn't you?
You believe in all your lies didn't you?
Nine Inch Nails; Ruiner
I remember…
A young man walked towards a phonograph and placed a vinyl record on the turntable. And the music played as the young man put down the album cover and jumped into the bed. He appeared to be Chris Ravenna in his age of 20. He found solitude at the dusty and abandoned bedroom adorned with cobwebs. It seemed that no one lived in this house except for him. Or maybe there’s the other?
A woman entered the room, and she looked at Ravenna down where he laid on the bed. Chris looked at her, and he was happy to see her. The woman’s skin attracted him the most. It was so delicate and as beautiful as pink snow. Her short black hair was a beauty for him. A mundane nightdress she wore didn’t bother him for there was something else Chris adored.
“Fione.”
“I’m surprised that you’ve won that Nova Championship from a man named Carnage. And I thought you’re about to die.” Fione said with concern for Ravenna’s well-being. She embraced Ravenna’s arm while they both rest on a bed.
That sounded ludicrous to Ravenna. “Do you honestly think that a gash on the forehead would kill me? I didn’t become a champion for nothing,” he said with pride.
Fione wasn’t impressed with Ravenna’s answer, “Stop joking. You’re making me worried.” As she expressed those words, she clung his arm tight. The eighteen-year-old woman displayed some agitation, knowing that Ravenna entered a dangerous sport.
Ravenna acknowledged it, so he caressed Fione’s gentle face. “It’s fine… it’s going to be fine.”
Fione then moved her arms and legs and wrapped around him. Her body pressed on his right side, and her cheek rubbed against it. Ravenna’s face began to color with red. Then he sensed Fione’s heartbeat pounding. He never felt that warmth given to a woman. He never experienced sleeping with a woman except for his mom when he was little. He didn’t have a clear definition of sex in his bed. And Fione also. Those two lovers were innocent and pure to understand the corrupted minds of the teenagers filled with hedonism.
They were happy to be under the same roof alone. The symphony from the record player sang as if it was a sweet lullaby to both innocent lovers. They would soon fall into a slumber.
“Chris, can we spent another day like this together forever?” Fione asked in her sleepy voice.
Chris hummed about it and responded, “Yes.”
Get out of my head.
