Role Play Background: History, they say it has a habit of repeating itself. Relatively close to one year ago, The Badd Boy on his quest to become an Extreme Measures Federation heavy weight champion received a personal invitation to visit the infamous legend, X-Cold. X-Cold took The Badd Boy under his wing to show him the ropes. Teaching him how to improve is character, his actions, his abilities, and how to round himself out to not only be a better superstar, but to also become a better man. The Badd Boy took those valuable lessons, and much like biblical truths hid them deep within his heart. Before long, The current world champion of the time, Jarred Carthallion crossed paths with The Badd Boy. A rivalry that has existed ever since The Badd One first came to the EMF from Total Attitude Wrestling, and coincidentally not long after Jarred had came from Dark Circle Wrestling. Jarred to had someone training him. He never did reveal the trainer, but most reports and rumors believe it was another EMF Hall of Famer Shawn Michaels. At the end of the match, only one man stood there as the champion of the world, and that was The Badd Boy Tony Ikeda. There are spectators that would say that without X-Cold he may not have had the edge in the match, or the burning fire, and the desire to do what it took. None-the-less X-Cold pushed The Badd Boy to his very best, and Mr. Ikeda will always be greatful. Though that piece of history was great, there was another event that took place one year ago to the event, that is not so grand. Justin Franchize, taking it upon himself to kidnap the fiancee of The Badd Boy, Ashlee Johnson. After a months worth of mind games and childs play it came down to first blood, the end of the year, when The Badd Boy got inside a three tiered cage. Title contenderships were on-line, but that was rather insignifcant and more or less for the fans. The most important thing was Ashlee whom had been turned into what seemed to be a material item, locked in the third cage with the door on the outside. Winner took home the girl, the loser went home battered and left to be nothing of a person. The match was brutal, but The Badd Boy with fury in his heart, and only a one tracked mind was set to free whom was supposed to be his future wife, and get revenge on the sick sadistic f#ck whom didn't even deserve to have a beating heart. The fight broke free from the inside of the cage, and within a matter of time the men were on top of the third cage. After some brief brawling, The Badd Boy launched Justin Franchize from off of the top of the large steel structure, and his battered body lay crippled on the hard ground. The Badd Boy freed the woman whom one month later would become, Ashlee Ikeda. Franchize was out of it, The Badd Boy who seemed to have gotten his revenge didn't even get a portion of what he wanted to do, he knew this because Franchize's heart was still beating. Franchize was ordered by contract legalities to fight one more match with Ashlee for the Attitude World Championship and he was easily defeated. His career after the beating from The Badd Boy however was done, and he was beaten so badly, he had to take a longer time off due to injuries than any other man in the history of the EMF. Recently he returned in an attempt to extract revenge on Primetime Dan Massoud, and Jarred Carthallion, men who turned their backs on this sick sadistic loser. He won't admit to the world the events of what happened one year ago, because The Badd Boy had shut Franchize's mouth. Now, as The Badd Boy made his in-ring return not too long ago and captured the Intercontinental Championship. Franchize, though he has not earned it is getting a shot at the championship in a first blood match. Winner, must make the loser bleed. The Badd Boy can't wait, because he will thoroughly enjoy. So one year later, will history repeat itself? Will it repeat itself with the winner of the match being the same? The Badd Boy thinks so, just wait and see as the Badd Boy gets his revenge...again. The other question is, which other event nearly one year ago will repeat itself? Just watch, and learn.
*The Badd Boy is sitting with his wife Ashlee Ikeda in their St. Louis home on the couch, he has his arm wrapped around her holding her close to him. They are watching the television on the station that typically plays the Extreme Measures Federation television programming. A commercial comes on promoting a new wrestlers. It is another addition to the female roster, the woman can not be seen but the commercial talks about her.*
Commercial: Be ready, because this vivacious diva is a fox with golden hair. Fans be ready for a true woman with a no non-sense attitude, who always gets what she wants.
*The commercial fades out with a picture of a blue sky with some drifting clouds, then the EMF women's championship flashes across as it ends.*
The Badd Boy: Well, another addition to the women's roster. This company just keeps growing. You aren't making a surprise entrance are you?
Ashlee Ikeda: No, not that I am aware of. Oh well, new talent comes, new talent leaves. Seems to be the trend with the incoming women now-a-days. They all just know that I could whipe the floor with them.
The Badd Boy: True. Christmas is almost here can you believe it?
Ashlee Ikeda: Seems surreal doesn't it? It will be great actually being able to spend this christmas together. Much better than last years.
The Badd Boy: Let us not discuss last year.
Ashlee Ikeda: Ok, good idea.
*The mail truck pulls up in front of the house, and the mail man drops the mail in it then drives off to the next house. Ashlee stands up.*
Ashlee Ikeda: Babe, I'm just going to get the mail.
The Badd Boy: Ok.
*Ashlee goes out to get the mail, and she brings it inside flipping through it.*
Ashlee Ikeda: Hmmm, a card from your mom, one from my mom, one from you grandma, the power bill, and...a letter for you.
The Badd Boy: Who is it from?
Ashlee Ikeda: It is addressed from X-Cold and Stephanie.
The Badd Boy: Maybe it is a card.
Ashlee Ikeda: Doesn't feel like it.
*Ashlee throws it at The Badd Boy and he opens up the envelope to find a letter inside. He reads it aloud.*
Dear Badd Boy:
I have been keeping a close eye on the EMF, and I must say I am glad to see your return and quick recovery from the wreck. You are one of the few superstars that has such a large heart and burning passion for the business, that is why I singled you out afterall. Anyways, I knew about this matching that was going to be taking place with you and Justin Franchize at first blood in first blood styling, for your intercontinental championship. I feel that though you may have gained a lot of experience and knowledge from our prior training session, I think there is one more lesson for you to learn. Though I could easily teach you, I have a special guest. No, no, it is not Al Snow, so don't fear. I would like you to come out to my personal training center here in Arizona. I booked you a flight, and Merry Christmas you get to pay for the ticket upon arrival. It leaves this Thursday, giving you time to spend christmas with your wife. I look forward to meeting with you again. Call me if you can not make it, but please, this will be the only opportunity that I can schedule something of this magnitude. See you soon.
Sincerely,
X-Cold
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Ashlee Ikeda: Wow, so are you going to do it?
The Badd Boy: Like I would pass up the opportunity.
Ashlee Ikeda: Whatever you do, just becareful.
The Badd Boy: Well always.
*He winks at her then stands up and walks over to her giving her a big tight hug.*
*The Ikeda's are enjoying a candelight dinner within their own home.*
The Badd Boy: Tomorrow's Christmas, then I am off for another official X-Cold lesson, from there I go on to First Blood and take care of some business, and after all of that I come home to spend the New Years celebration with you.
Ashlee Ikeda: Two thousand three, another exciting year for us, sure to be full of surprises.
The Badd Boy: I am hoping for no bad ones this year.
Ashlee Ikeda: Amen to that.
*The two finish off their dinners, and Tony smiles as he stares into Ashlee's eyes.*
Ashlee Ikeda: You know, it is a little early, I'm not tired, and there is not much that we can really do.
The Badd Boy: I am sure that I could come up with a few ideas.
Ashlee Ikeda: Oh really?
The Badd Boy: Really.
*Tony stands up and walks over to Ashlee grabbing her hand as she stands up. He leads her to the staircase then he reaches down and lifts her off of her feet into his arms. He walks up the steps with her and leads her to the bedroom door, it closes.....*
*Breakfast is cooking. The smell is wafting through the house. Laughter can be heard as Tony and Ashlee eat in the kitchen. When they are finished he takes her hand leading her to the Christmas Tree. *
Tony Ikeda: It's not much, but I think you'll like it.
*She opens the gift. She stands in amazement at the beautiful diamon ankle braclet. *
Ashlee Ikeda: Oh, Honey, it's beautiful. I just can't thank you enough. Here, I got this for you.
*She hands him a box. He opens it to find a beautiful picture fram. Inside it, a picture that had been taken in front of the Christmas tree at Wes and Katrina's house a few weeks before. Ashlee her beautiful self in a black turtle neck sweater . The Badd Boy in a nice button up shirt.*
Ashlee Ikeda: No matter where you go you can always carry this with you, and put it beside your bed..
*He looks closer and sees a button on the frame. He pushes the button. He hears Ashlee's voice: "Goodnight, I love you." He smiles.*
Tony Ikeda: Thanks Ash, it's great.
*He kisses her, and hugs her tightly as the camera fades.*
*The Badd Boy finishes putting on his clothes, and grabs his suitcase. He wakes Ashlee up, very calmly and quietly.*
The Badd Boy: Ashlee baby. Ashlee...
Ashlee Ikeda: Hmmm?
The Badd Boy: I am leaving now.
Ashlee Ikeda: Ok.
*The Badd Boy leans down and gives her a hug and a kiss.*
The Badd Boy: I Love You.
Ashlee Ikeda: I Love You too.
The Badd Boy: Goodbye.
Ashlee Ikeda: Goodbye.
*The Badd Boy grabs his stuff and leaves for the airport.*
*A few hours have passed via The Badd Boy's time, but with the St. Louis to Arizona time difference it was really nothing but a few minutes. The Badd Boy pulls up to a private training center in the desert. His blue custom Mustang Mach III pulls into a parking spot. A couple of vehicles already there. The sun beats down, keeping the winter time warm. The Badd Boy walks into the center, and within is a wrestling ring and a figure standing there under the lights as a shadow. The Badd Boy comes closer and hops up onto the ring apron and climbs in. As he gets closer the shadow turns into a familiar face...X-Cold! The Badd Boy reaches out for a handshake and it is received.*
X-Cold: Long time no see.
The Badd Boy: Yeah it is great to be here.
X-Cold: Needless to say you received by letter.
The Badd Boy: Yes I did, and this really is an honor.
X-Cold: Could you not be modest for once? Honostly Tony, don't be afraid to say the wrong thing if it is what comes out.
The Badd Boy: I say what I want, when I want, to the people I want to.
X-Cold: Does that not include me?
The Badd Boy: I have nothing bad to say about you. You have only been helpful.
X-Cold: I have only been able to do my best.
The Badd Boy: Hey, I can't turn that down, you are a recent Hall Of Famer after all. I am hoping a bit of that rubs off on me.
X-Cold: We shall see.
The Badd Boy: So, enough of the courtesy, you brought me out here for a reason, some type of lesson. What am I here in the desert, away from my family, friends, and beautiful wife for?
X-Cold: An important lesson that I think will get you not only through your match with Justin Franchize, but through the two thousand and three year of wrestling.
The Badd Boy: That's good, so what is it?
X-Cold: A form of agression.
The Badd Boy: Hey, I may be a nice guy outside of the ring, but I think I have plenty of agression in the ring.
X-Cold: That may be true, but you need to learn how to soak a lot of it up, then focus it, and channel it into the match. This is the type of thing that makes only the greatest of superstars so great. They take the heat, they let it all soak in, then at the end of the match they unleash all of that energy and fury upon their opponent and take them out so that they will not be getting up.
The Badd Boy: I like it, I trust that another one on one training session from you will do me some good.
X-Cold: Touche, I have decided I am not the right man for this job.
The Badd Boy: How so?
X-Cold: I called in the man who taught me this lesson, because this man was most noted for using this in his specialty type match. The first blood match. You can't make someone bleed and fear bleeding yourself. The only way to put out the top of the line offense with the combined defense is with this aggression. So allow me to introduce to you, your special trainer, the one, the only, The Game Stone Cold Steve Austin!
*"The Game" plays on the special sound system in the center as from the back of the area comes The Game Stone Cold Steve Austin. He's not looking happy as he walks over to the ring carrying a chair. He throws it into the ring as he rolls into the ring. He walks over to The Badd Boy and stares him right in the eye.*
Stone Cold: So you are the man X-Cold would like to see succeed?
The Badd Boy: Yeah that's me.
Stone Cold: You have a first blood match against a man who I bet when you see gets you more p!ssed off then anything right?
The Badd Boy: Yeah.
Stone Cold: So how in the hell do you expect to not just fly off the handle, and lose it causing you to make some type of mistake and let yourself get busted wide open?
The Badd Boy: I don't know I didn't think of that. I was more or less looking towards beating the hell out of Franchize.
Stone Cold: Hell son, beating the living crap out of some stupid son of a b!tch is no big deal. It is what you, X-Cold, and I do for a living. As X-Cold done told ya, if you want to win this first blood match, you need to do what you have to do to make your opponent bleed and not be afraid to bleed yourself. Only when you aren't afraid to do it yourself can you analyze what in the hell is going on and avoid it.
*Stone Cold pulls out a razor and hands it to The Badd Boy.*
Stone Cold: Cut yourself.
The Badd Boy: Hell no I am not cutting myself.
Stone Cold: Good answer, that's the lazy way people do it who enjoy bleeding. Best way to make a person bleed is by force. You stand there, and be ready because this is going to hurt like a son of a b!tch.
The Badd Boy: What are you talking about?
X-Cold: Whoa, before we get carried away, is it just me or is the wall over there cracking?
*The Badd Boy turns around to look at the crack in the wall X-Cold pointed out. Stone Cold picks up his chair. The Badd Boy shrugging it off as nothing turns back around and as he does he gets a massive chair shot to the head knocking him down, and leaving a cut on his head as blood starts to pour out. The Badd Boy kick flips to his feet and tries to lunge at Stone Cold, but X-Cold restrains him.*
X-Cold: Hold on there tough guy, it was what was needed.
Stone Cold: Now that we got you started I am going to call in the man that used to spar in the ring with X-Cold. You two are going to have a bit of an unsanctioned, unofficial, exhibition match. X-Cold will ref and I will be the enforcer on the outside.
The Badd Boy: *Checking the blood on his head.* Yeah sure, whatever.
*Another man dressed in a black sweats comes out and gets into the ring. The men start off with a lock-up then The Badd Boy gets swung against the ropes, as he bounces off of them Stone Cold trips him and he lands hard. He gets up and leans over the ropes yelling at Stone Cold, and the sparring partner runs up and hits him from behind. The Badd Boy pushes the man back and gives him a superkick and goes for a quick cover ...1...2...X-Cold holds his arm up then pretends to have something in his eye. The Badd Boy looks in shock at X-Cold and steps over to have a few words with him as The sparring man hits The Badd Boy with a flying elbow knocking him down. Stone Cold interrupts.*
Stone Cold: Badd Boy, now I don't typically condone cheating of any sorts, but that is just part of the plan. You need to control your anger. You see, you are so focused on just wanting to beat the guy that you aren't using your surroundings and focusing what you have control of and what you don't.
*Many hours pass, and relentless in-ring sparring continues as X-Cold and Stone Cold do what they can to anger the Badd One while he continually bleeds from the cut in his forehead. In the final moments of the sparring a similar situation as the one that happened in the beginning arouse. The sparring partner threw The Badd Boy into the ropes, and Stone Cold reached out to trip him, but The Badd Boy jumped up and launched himself off of the ropes with a moonassault onto the opponent. He pinned ...1...2...X-Cold stopped the count complaining his arm was cramping. The Badd Boy got up and stared at him as the opponent got up and went for rear clothesline, but The Badd Boy who was secretly just waiting ducked and caught the man from behind with a full nelson suplex. The Badd Boy pinned ...1...2...3! He got the win over the sparring partner. The partner got up and shook hands with The Badd Boy, X-Cold, and Stone Cold then left for the evening. Stone Cold threw in a towel to the Badd Boy to whipe up his blood with.*
Stone Cold: Well, let's recap. Why was he able to catch you early on?
The Badd Boy: Because you two were messing with me.
X-Cold: You got pretty mad. I thought I was going to have to "chill" you out.
*The Badd Boy raises his eyebrow.*
Stone Cold: Ok, so at the end the same things happened, what were you doing differently, and at the same time how were you able to use the resources you did?
The Badd Boy: I was watching what all three of you were doing and just working with my surroundings the best Icould.
Stone Cold: There at the end do you realize you were near flawless?
The Badd Boy: No I was just trying to keep alive.
Stone Cold: I could see what I was looking for. You see, you could have just packed up and gone home when we messed with you. Sure it made you angry, but you know what? Franchize is not going to go down without getting some good shots in I will tell you that much. Just seeing him you are probably going to be a lot angrier then having someone screw you over. Here is what you need to remember, look at him directly in the eyes. You already hate him, just picture his face bloody. You did it before in the cage, making him bleed is the key to victory and what you need to do, so picture him bloody. Then, be sure to avoid whatever he can do to make you bleed, but don't just block, run, and move. Counter, just like in a boxing match. They swing, so you want to dodge it and stick them with something of your own. You will start the match off with a short fuse, don't blow it, wait and seize your opportunites, then take that agression you have built up and beat him with it everytime he leaves an open opportunity. Everyone leaves a window open, keep an eye out for it. As far as you bleeding, don't let it happen, just don't let the thought of your own self bleeding consume you, because that creates fear, and that is when you succumb to your own thoughts, thus you beat yourself in a sense.
X-Cold: You understanding all of this?
The Badd Boy: Quite well, and I understand it, but why not have me focus on making him bleed?
Stone Cold: Hell ya silly b@st@rd, your history is nothing but hardcore, you have that part down pact. That is how you win, the key here was to keep you from losing. A lethal combination that you must keep with you for the rest of your career.
The Badd Boy: I get it.
X-Cold: Well, I think your cut will be fine in two days, you are a quick healing man. You have deserved a good dinner. My treat for the three of us.
The Badd Boy: Sounds good, but wait...
X-Cold: What?
The Badd Boy: When I was out on injury, Prez Mike said some nasty things about you and me. I don't remember the exact quote, but in a sense he mentioned that you would help anyone like me who asked, and that I was no different than anyone else. I want the truth.
X-Cold: The truth is, Mike was only doing what we have been talking about. He knows much like only a few of the other guys on the EMF roster you are top rate talent. Mike, he is an obvious heel, face it, without top level heels for people to hate the business wouldn't be exist, and in all honosty he is a genius in the wrestling industry. He knew he was getting a rise out of you. Don't take it to heart. I don't train anyone, and so far you are the only one I have trusted with my lessons. If you want, let a few of those thoughts run through your head and focus that anger on top of everything you already hate about Franchize, then do exactly what Stone Cold said to do. Let it build up and fester inside, and stare down your opponent. Look straight into his soul through his eyes and know what type of person he is. From then on you play dangerous, but play smart. Go to the limits, just becarefull what you get yourself into, and in every bad situation you get stuck in, find the way to turn it around. When doing this you are focusing all of that hate and anger, into energy and aggression. You do it right, and you become an immortal in the ring.
Stone Cold: Take it from me son, my specialty was first blood, so if any man could do it I could. There is no other way to win the match. Just getting in there and going psych won't do you a d@mn bit of good, and that's the bottom line.
The Badd Boy: Okay...
*The three exit the training center and go down to a good resteraunt for dinner. The Badd Boy catches a flight home after dinner to sleep at home for the night. Then Friday afternoon after getting some extra sleep in, the Ikeda couple pack up their weekend belongings and fly out to the arena to prepare for EMF First Blood!*
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