Post by Julliet Brooks on May 29, 2017 0:40:26 GMT
After Sunday mass ended, Julliet Brooks and Gordon Patrick walked down the stairs of the church. Julliet was wearing a simple blue flower dress and Gordon had on a black buttoned up shirt and matching jeans. The crowd of people walked past them as the couple seemingly stopped to argue with one another. The camera moved in closer and tried to pick up on what was going on.
Julliet Brooks: How many times have you forgotten to buy milk? Every morning I open the fridge and there's nothing.. not even a tiny bit.
Gordon Patrick: I'm sorry I'll remember next time. I promise.
Julliet Brooks: You better.
She playfully hits his shoulder and laughs then just as she was about to walk away he pulled her in by her wrist and she had a confused look on her face.
Gordon Patrick: We need to go back inside. I'd like to discuss something with the priest.
Julliet Brooks: What do you mean?
Gordon Patrick: Come with me and you'll find out.
Julliet Brooks: Okay.
He took her hand and they went back inside the church. Once there it was empty. No one in sight except for them. She turned her back toward him and focused on the paintings on the wall where she ran her fingers across. As she was distracted from the beauty of it, Gordon walked up to her and pulled out a box from his pocket then he pulled out a ring. Julliet turned her head toward him as he got on one knee, she put her hand over her mouth in shock and started to tear up.
Gordon Patrick: Julliet Brooks, will you marry me?
Julliet Brooks: Wow.. I don't know what to say. I'm shaking right now... this is all crazy to me, but you know how much you mean to me, so I say yes.
She put out her hand and put the ring on her finger. He got up and they embraced in a hug and kiss.
Gordon Patrick: This is the happiest day for me. Thank you for saying yes.
Julliet Brooks: What else did you expect me to say?
She messed up his hair and he laughed nervously.
Gordon Patrick: I don't know, but I'm glad it was the answer I wanted. How about we go home, pop open some champagne and celebrate?
Julliet Brooks: Sounds good to me.
They exited the building, he wrapped around her and they walked close together down the quiet street as the screen faded to black.
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Let's rewind back to two months ago. I participated in the biggest Rumble to date, but sadly I was tossed out and didn't get to follow by dreams and headline Eternal Lucha II, but every battle fought gives me a chance to regroup and try again. I get to do just that when I face off in a fatal four way against names like Dragon Diamante, Storm, and Tiger Mask. Out of all of them the only work I've seen of is Tiger Mask who by the way is a GOL Hall of Famer. I hope to someday be in that same position, but for now I'm happy where I'm at. Back to the match though. There was a twitter poll going around asking who would win this match and everyone voted for you, Mask Red. I came in a close second, but lucky for us this match isn't determined by social media. Those people aren't going to lace up my boots and go out to the ring and compete. It's up to me to go out there and lay waste to every single one of you. That includes yourself. It's a shame that the mask will hide the pain you're about to endure. Nevertheless I'll take my rightful place at the top and go back to the winning side of things like I have before.
She makes a W with her hands and smiled
Mark Storm. The self proclaimed "hero" I can tell you one thing.. he ain't my hero. I hear your name around alot, but I have yet to see your work. That will change soon enough, and I'm pretty excited. So excited that I invite your schizophrenic side to come out and play. See I battled with my own demons in the past, I'm not afraid of facing them, or defeating them. I realize you had a few matches here, but they all been lacklusters. You shown me no good reason to attempt to care. Do I consider you a threat in this challenge? Not likely. I predict you slipping through the cracks while I stand still in victory. In the end you'll be nothing more than false and hollow with nothing more to gain. I'm sure it terrifies you deep down that one day everyone will forget your name in existence. That's reason enough to go back to the lower tier by wrestling outside someone's backyard where your worth doesn't mean shit. You can dream that timeless dream of achieving the impossible, but it'll just be words that echo around and it'll fade like your chances of beating me and anyone involved.
She took a deep breath then put her head down, inhaling the night air before picking her head back up.
We then move on to the last person in this match, Dragon Diamante. Probably the most interesting and talented one in this match. The reason I say that is because I've seen what he's capable of doing, and he always backs up his words. I hope he's able to apply that here. If not I'm may have a different opinion of you, Dragon. I may enter with admiration and respect for you, but when that bell rings I won't let that be a reason to not annihilate you from head to toe. I expect the same in return and I'm sure I'll get. Unfortunately your steam will run out and you'll grow tired. When that occurs this young, hungry wolf will see your weakest part of your body and destroy it piece by piece. You're about to become a fraying rope that's about to break courtesy of these hands of mine. After months of not competing there's a war that's been brewing inside me that's ready to be unleashed and when it does your face will show sighs of withering, body lying there motionless indicating that you have given up.
She put a hand on her hip and gave a look of confidence to the camera.
Blood is coarsing through my veins and I'm ready to strike. I'll leave my opponents speechless and silence those who choose to wrongfully doubt me.
Julliet Brooks: How many times have you forgotten to buy milk? Every morning I open the fridge and there's nothing.. not even a tiny bit.
Gordon Patrick: I'm sorry I'll remember next time. I promise.
Julliet Brooks: You better.
She playfully hits his shoulder and laughs then just as she was about to walk away he pulled her in by her wrist and she had a confused look on her face.
Gordon Patrick: We need to go back inside. I'd like to discuss something with the priest.
Julliet Brooks: What do you mean?
Gordon Patrick: Come with me and you'll find out.
Julliet Brooks: Okay.
He took her hand and they went back inside the church. Once there it was empty. No one in sight except for them. She turned her back toward him and focused on the paintings on the wall where she ran her fingers across. As she was distracted from the beauty of it, Gordon walked up to her and pulled out a box from his pocket then he pulled out a ring. Julliet turned her head toward him as he got on one knee, she put her hand over her mouth in shock and started to tear up.
Gordon Patrick: Julliet Brooks, will you marry me?
Julliet Brooks: Wow.. I don't know what to say. I'm shaking right now... this is all crazy to me, but you know how much you mean to me, so I say yes.
She put out her hand and put the ring on her finger. He got up and they embraced in a hug and kiss.
Gordon Patrick: This is the happiest day for me. Thank you for saying yes.
Julliet Brooks: What else did you expect me to say?
She messed up his hair and he laughed nervously.
Gordon Patrick: I don't know, but I'm glad it was the answer I wanted. How about we go home, pop open some champagne and celebrate?
Julliet Brooks: Sounds good to me.
They exited the building, he wrapped around her and they walked close together down the quiet street as the screen faded to black.
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Let's rewind back to two months ago. I participated in the biggest Rumble to date, but sadly I was tossed out and didn't get to follow by dreams and headline Eternal Lucha II, but every battle fought gives me a chance to regroup and try again. I get to do just that when I face off in a fatal four way against names like Dragon Diamante, Storm, and Tiger Mask. Out of all of them the only work I've seen of is Tiger Mask who by the way is a GOL Hall of Famer. I hope to someday be in that same position, but for now I'm happy where I'm at. Back to the match though. There was a twitter poll going around asking who would win this match and everyone voted for you, Mask Red. I came in a close second, but lucky for us this match isn't determined by social media. Those people aren't going to lace up my boots and go out to the ring and compete. It's up to me to go out there and lay waste to every single one of you. That includes yourself. It's a shame that the mask will hide the pain you're about to endure. Nevertheless I'll take my rightful place at the top and go back to the winning side of things like I have before.
She makes a W with her hands and smiled
Mark Storm. The self proclaimed "hero" I can tell you one thing.. he ain't my hero. I hear your name around alot, but I have yet to see your work. That will change soon enough, and I'm pretty excited. So excited that I invite your schizophrenic side to come out and play. See I battled with my own demons in the past, I'm not afraid of facing them, or defeating them. I realize you had a few matches here, but they all been lacklusters. You shown me no good reason to attempt to care. Do I consider you a threat in this challenge? Not likely. I predict you slipping through the cracks while I stand still in victory. In the end you'll be nothing more than false and hollow with nothing more to gain. I'm sure it terrifies you deep down that one day everyone will forget your name in existence. That's reason enough to go back to the lower tier by wrestling outside someone's backyard where your worth doesn't mean shit. You can dream that timeless dream of achieving the impossible, but it'll just be words that echo around and it'll fade like your chances of beating me and anyone involved.
She took a deep breath then put her head down, inhaling the night air before picking her head back up.
We then move on to the last person in this match, Dragon Diamante. Probably the most interesting and talented one in this match. The reason I say that is because I've seen what he's capable of doing, and he always backs up his words. I hope he's able to apply that here. If not I'm may have a different opinion of you, Dragon. I may enter with admiration and respect for you, but when that bell rings I won't let that be a reason to not annihilate you from head to toe. I expect the same in return and I'm sure I'll get. Unfortunately your steam will run out and you'll grow tired. When that occurs this young, hungry wolf will see your weakest part of your body and destroy it piece by piece. You're about to become a fraying rope that's about to break courtesy of these hands of mine. After months of not competing there's a war that's been brewing inside me that's ready to be unleashed and when it does your face will show sighs of withering, body lying there motionless indicating that you have given up.
She put a hand on her hip and gave a look of confidence to the camera.
Blood is coarsing through my veins and I'm ready to strike. I'll leave my opponents speechless and silence those who choose to wrongfully doubt me.