Post by J.T. Starr on Dec 12, 2008 22:18:32 GMT -6
"Sprit can think she knows the whole story all she wants, but this is something I will NOT fail at. Not for Jamie… or for Loren…I’m not a little boy anymore…I’m not helpless. Things will work out and I’m the one that has to do it… she has to see what needs to be done."
JT was walking down the street on a night much like before the rain had stopped, but only his jacket gave him warmth. Suddenly a forearm came crashing down his back and knocked him down.
(The hit knocks him into a flashback)
“You fucking f*g**t!” He hit the ground and teenager laughter filled his head, his own blood was the taste on his tongue. A foot came out of nowhere and cracked him in the skull.
“Ahh!” JT cried out in pain as he bit his lip from the blow knocking into him.
“I have seen you looking at me in the locker room!” Another kick connects this time in his gut and the blood coughs out of his mouth. JT started crying and that just made them laugh more.
((Reality))
“You fucking traitor!” He hit the ground and his own blood was the taste on his tongue. A foot came out of nowhere and cracked him in the skull. Then a man stepping on his head like a vice between the boot and the ground.
“Ahh!” JT cried out in pain as he bit his lip from the blow knocking into him. Blood is dripping from his lips with the cut and he has a painful look on his face.
“Jesse said you can die you little shit… you freed Blake from the hospital!” Another kick connects this time in his gut and the blood choughs out of his mouth. JT started crying and that just made them attack more. “He betrayed us and so did you so now both of you are going to die!”
The guy got out a gun and aimed it at JT’s head, but before he could pull the trigger the gun got knocked out of his hand. They look and see two familiar men looking back at them.
“Little boys shouldn’t play with guns.” Scythe and Stride both looked at the two men working for Jesse Crawford.
“What the fuck do you guys want he has to pay!”
“Not with his life…” Stride took a nightstick and waked the man in the back of the head. Scythe kicked the other guy in the gut and flung a knee in his face flipping him back. Out of the shadows JR walks and her eyes glow brightly with anger. “You go back and tell Jesse that if he doesn’t want to endanger his sister’s life he’ll back off.” Scythe pointed at them as he spoke well they tried to get up.
The two men backing away on the ground look terrified. Stride helps JT up as well as Scythe. Scythe looks at them and speaks. “And that Stride and I are officially working for Maxine now.” The horror only grows as the men stumble up and run off. Jamie looks at JT as he is being held up he seems to be dreaming.
"Wake up JT this is no time to be off in dream land nor is it the time to be thinking of me in some high school type dream were I end up in a French maid outfit or something. If that’s the case I just get to kill you now." She smirked a bit and folded her arms across her chest looking to him and then to the back of the guys that were running off. "Damn I wanted one to at least stay behind."
Stride smirked at her. “Well your fault for not keeping up…”
Scythe laughed. “Yeah we said there they are not our fault that we wanted to get em fast.”
"Oh we could have waited a bit longer it would be a good character builder for JT after all." Jamie looked at JT and lightly slapped his face.
“They want to kill me they know who I am Jamie!” His started screaming and crying Scythe and Stride both were having to hold him back. “I’m not a child anymore!” He fell down to his knees and started weeping hitting the ground with his fist. Only Jamie and Loren really knew who he is underneath being JT Starr The character of Jeffery Thomas Peirce.
"They can try all they want you have two able bodyguards and if I am bored I can manage to help just as well. People also know better than to mess with anyone connected to Max just calm down for now you need a clear head in the worst of times not a panicked one, you need to think straight."
He glared at her thinking she meant a gay joke by saying that. “Fuck you asshole…” Scythe and Stride both laughed at him and pulled him back up to his feet.
She sighs a bit and rubbed at her temples. "Where ever you were in that head of yours is the past. I mean keep your mind focused if it’s thinking on to many things how are you supposed to be able to fight in a match? For now just forget about it alright!" She poked him hard in the chest as she said it and he yanked his arms away from Scythe and Stride.
“Your right… sis …" he smirked a little and started walking with her following him and then the two bloodlines after her.
:: JT has worked so hard to make people forget who he was as a child. So much to the point that only Jamie and Loren know. Why are Jesse’s men after him? Is it just because of him releasing Blake? Yes he released his brother, but he rather act like he didn’t. The whole reason he is pissed at Sprit isn’t just for hurting his step brother Loren and turning him into somebody he doesn’t remember, but because she refuses to just lie down and accept that her time is over. ::
“SHE HAS THREE KIDS! Do you know how many times Jamie and I got stuck taking care of Nikki and the two boys because she wants to travel around? I know Evie has too, but she’ll never say a damn thing about it because what would she care that her sister doesn’t want to be a real mother!” JT is screaming at Maxine trying to get his words heard loud and clear. Jamie leans on the chair Maxine is sitting in and listening intently.
"Speak up a little louder I haven't heard you yet." Maxine leans back in her chair staring at the ceiling Jamie was one for listening, but lately she has become one not able to stay still. “Alright that’s enough from the both of you!”
Maxine got up and pulled Jamie over beside JT. "You two are brother and sister, Jamie you want to beat the hell or in this case Dorian out of Loren for not being a father… and Jac…JT you are pissed about Sprit not being a mother. This is the same thing that I’ve been yelling at little Sprity about for a couple years. She wants things that are not rational…” Jamie started to smirk and JT nudged her to shut up. He still had a black eye and a puffed lip from the injuries, but he listened to Max. “JT! Are you paying attention? … Eh you guys want to get a message across and I like that, but it’s more than just beating your opponents or then getting in their heads.”
“It’s about making them break.” Jamie interrupted remembering her lessons; Max was turned away and smirked, but ignored her deciding to change what she was going to say.
“It’s about connecting with them. What makes you guys the same as Blake? You can’t defeat somebody you don’t understand… and Sprit doesn’t understand that much of anything… especially right now.”
“I know did you hear her, she can’t even talk she is so jittery.” Jamie hit a hard elbow in his gut where he’d been kicked earlier.
"How can we connect with someone that has lived longer then us and is rather different. He has a life or at least an image of one, but that’s about all it seems just a painting not real if you know what I mean." She thought a bit more thinking to herself and what she could remember about everyone that shared that body. "It makes it hard when one is also three…"
Maxine walked up to her and pulled Jamie almost touching nose to nose. “Easy…when you pull a weed you pull it by its roots.”
She smirked a bit. "No matter how many the leaves each are connected to the root."
JT leaned up by their faces a bit coming into the picture. “That’s good and all, but what about hyper Fire?”
Maxine let go of Rage after seeing JT and looked at the fire place they were standing in front of. “Yes… and if you cut off the oxygen to a fire…” She waited figuring Jamie would jump at the answer.
"It can no longer grow and will burn out to nothing, but ash." Maxine smiled with delight and responded.
“Very good…” JT looked over at Rage… “Show off…” he mumbled it under his breath in the side of her ear.
She could not help to be a little smug at JT's comment. "Just study and you can learn a thing or two.”
The scene faded with JT staring at Rage…
The scene reopens with JT and Rage sitting in front of a grey backdrop looking into the camera.
“This is more than just a reunion of two New Blood stable members… or two lost loves.” He leans back and points at Jamie. “What people don’t know is why Rage here got involved. You see blood is thicker than water and since I’m not going to separate Blake from Sprit I thought of the only... ONLY person I know can get the job done. Not Xavier Oden… Not Muhammad Ali… my sister JR Rage.” He looks over at her kind of in disgust as is in this made up personality of JT Starr.
Rage doesn't even look at him, but manages to hit him in the shoulder. "I can take you out with the other to just as well, it only made since because we both have a reason for doing this rather than everyone else, who will only see it as a match."
JT chimed in. “Also very true.” He looks at the camera. “Plus I want to show my sister just how great I have become here in AwS. Well she struggles to get Blake down I’ll have already beat Fire Bomb 1,2,3.”
"Well someone has a big imagination that will end up just a crushed dream. I'll have both down before you can even move."
JT leaps up and looks down at her still sitting. “Don’t you know they used to be a team?! We have to do this together you num nuts!"
"If I remember correctly you are the one making this a competition by saying you will beat me." He smirks.
“Just stating the facts, but seriously... Sprit and Blake your time is over even if Jamie and I are not a tag team we do know what we’re doing. So just hang up your boots and go the fuck home!”
Jamie pushed him back and looked at the camera. "I'm taking Blake Archer out by his roots. I thought I should focus on his strongest personality Dorian... but I realize that Loren is the one that they are all conected to."
Now JT wants to add more as he pulls her back to get a close up. "And Sprit Fire won't be able to keep that flame she's always had if her little Loren isn't around to provide the air for it to burn. At Season's Beatings I don't just want your title on the line I want to crush your entire career. By the time it's all said and done People will be asking "What Fire?" That's right and you better get used to it. If you keep coming back time and time again you'll end up becoming a grandmother that doesn't even know her grandchildren because her sons and daughter refuse to let you into their lives. I think this is your last shot... and when I win this match on Friday then I'm naming our match for seasons beatings."
JT was walking down the street on a night much like before the rain had stopped, but only his jacket gave him warmth. Suddenly a forearm came crashing down his back and knocked him down.
(The hit knocks him into a flashback)
“You fucking f*g**t!” He hit the ground and teenager laughter filled his head, his own blood was the taste on his tongue. A foot came out of nowhere and cracked him in the skull.
“Ahh!” JT cried out in pain as he bit his lip from the blow knocking into him.
“I have seen you looking at me in the locker room!” Another kick connects this time in his gut and the blood coughs out of his mouth. JT started crying and that just made them laugh more.
((Reality))
“You fucking traitor!” He hit the ground and his own blood was the taste on his tongue. A foot came out of nowhere and cracked him in the skull. Then a man stepping on his head like a vice between the boot and the ground.
“Ahh!” JT cried out in pain as he bit his lip from the blow knocking into him. Blood is dripping from his lips with the cut and he has a painful look on his face.
“Jesse said you can die you little shit… you freed Blake from the hospital!” Another kick connects this time in his gut and the blood choughs out of his mouth. JT started crying and that just made them attack more. “He betrayed us and so did you so now both of you are going to die!”
The guy got out a gun and aimed it at JT’s head, but before he could pull the trigger the gun got knocked out of his hand. They look and see two familiar men looking back at them.
“Little boys shouldn’t play with guns.” Scythe and Stride both looked at the two men working for Jesse Crawford.
“What the fuck do you guys want he has to pay!”
“Not with his life…” Stride took a nightstick and waked the man in the back of the head. Scythe kicked the other guy in the gut and flung a knee in his face flipping him back. Out of the shadows JR walks and her eyes glow brightly with anger. “You go back and tell Jesse that if he doesn’t want to endanger his sister’s life he’ll back off.” Scythe pointed at them as he spoke well they tried to get up.
The two men backing away on the ground look terrified. Stride helps JT up as well as Scythe. Scythe looks at them and speaks. “And that Stride and I are officially working for Maxine now.” The horror only grows as the men stumble up and run off. Jamie looks at JT as he is being held up he seems to be dreaming.
"Wake up JT this is no time to be off in dream land nor is it the time to be thinking of me in some high school type dream were I end up in a French maid outfit or something. If that’s the case I just get to kill you now." She smirked a bit and folded her arms across her chest looking to him and then to the back of the guys that were running off. "Damn I wanted one to at least stay behind."
Stride smirked at her. “Well your fault for not keeping up…”
Scythe laughed. “Yeah we said there they are not our fault that we wanted to get em fast.”
"Oh we could have waited a bit longer it would be a good character builder for JT after all." Jamie looked at JT and lightly slapped his face.
“They want to kill me they know who I am Jamie!” His started screaming and crying Scythe and Stride both were having to hold him back. “I’m not a child anymore!” He fell down to his knees and started weeping hitting the ground with his fist. Only Jamie and Loren really knew who he is underneath being JT Starr The character of Jeffery Thomas Peirce.
"They can try all they want you have two able bodyguards and if I am bored I can manage to help just as well. People also know better than to mess with anyone connected to Max just calm down for now you need a clear head in the worst of times not a panicked one, you need to think straight."
He glared at her thinking she meant a gay joke by saying that. “Fuck you asshole…” Scythe and Stride both laughed at him and pulled him back up to his feet.
She sighs a bit and rubbed at her temples. "Where ever you were in that head of yours is the past. I mean keep your mind focused if it’s thinking on to many things how are you supposed to be able to fight in a match? For now just forget about it alright!" She poked him hard in the chest as she said it and he yanked his arms away from Scythe and Stride.
“Your right… sis …" he smirked a little and started walking with her following him and then the two bloodlines after her.
:: JT has worked so hard to make people forget who he was as a child. So much to the point that only Jamie and Loren know. Why are Jesse’s men after him? Is it just because of him releasing Blake? Yes he released his brother, but he rather act like he didn’t. The whole reason he is pissed at Sprit isn’t just for hurting his step brother Loren and turning him into somebody he doesn’t remember, but because she refuses to just lie down and accept that her time is over. ::
“SHE HAS THREE KIDS! Do you know how many times Jamie and I got stuck taking care of Nikki and the two boys because she wants to travel around? I know Evie has too, but she’ll never say a damn thing about it because what would she care that her sister doesn’t want to be a real mother!” JT is screaming at Maxine trying to get his words heard loud and clear. Jamie leans on the chair Maxine is sitting in and listening intently.
"Speak up a little louder I haven't heard you yet." Maxine leans back in her chair staring at the ceiling Jamie was one for listening, but lately she has become one not able to stay still. “Alright that’s enough from the both of you!”
Maxine got up and pulled Jamie over beside JT. "You two are brother and sister, Jamie you want to beat the hell or in this case Dorian out of Loren for not being a father… and Jac…JT you are pissed about Sprit not being a mother. This is the same thing that I’ve been yelling at little Sprity about for a couple years. She wants things that are not rational…” Jamie started to smirk and JT nudged her to shut up. He still had a black eye and a puffed lip from the injuries, but he listened to Max. “JT! Are you paying attention? … Eh you guys want to get a message across and I like that, but it’s more than just beating your opponents or then getting in their heads.”
“It’s about making them break.” Jamie interrupted remembering her lessons; Max was turned away and smirked, but ignored her deciding to change what she was going to say.
“It’s about connecting with them. What makes you guys the same as Blake? You can’t defeat somebody you don’t understand… and Sprit doesn’t understand that much of anything… especially right now.”
“I know did you hear her, she can’t even talk she is so jittery.” Jamie hit a hard elbow in his gut where he’d been kicked earlier.
"How can we connect with someone that has lived longer then us and is rather different. He has a life or at least an image of one, but that’s about all it seems just a painting not real if you know what I mean." She thought a bit more thinking to herself and what she could remember about everyone that shared that body. "It makes it hard when one is also three…"
Maxine walked up to her and pulled Jamie almost touching nose to nose. “Easy…when you pull a weed you pull it by its roots.”
She smirked a bit. "No matter how many the leaves each are connected to the root."
JT leaned up by their faces a bit coming into the picture. “That’s good and all, but what about hyper Fire?”
Maxine let go of Rage after seeing JT and looked at the fire place they were standing in front of. “Yes… and if you cut off the oxygen to a fire…” She waited figuring Jamie would jump at the answer.
"It can no longer grow and will burn out to nothing, but ash." Maxine smiled with delight and responded.
“Very good…” JT looked over at Rage… “Show off…” he mumbled it under his breath in the side of her ear.
She could not help to be a little smug at JT's comment. "Just study and you can learn a thing or two.”
The scene faded with JT staring at Rage…
The scene reopens with JT and Rage sitting in front of a grey backdrop looking into the camera.
“This is more than just a reunion of two New Blood stable members… or two lost loves.” He leans back and points at Jamie. “What people don’t know is why Rage here got involved. You see blood is thicker than water and since I’m not going to separate Blake from Sprit I thought of the only... ONLY person I know can get the job done. Not Xavier Oden… Not Muhammad Ali… my sister JR Rage.” He looks over at her kind of in disgust as is in this made up personality of JT Starr.
Rage doesn't even look at him, but manages to hit him in the shoulder. "I can take you out with the other to just as well, it only made since because we both have a reason for doing this rather than everyone else, who will only see it as a match."
JT chimed in. “Also very true.” He looks at the camera. “Plus I want to show my sister just how great I have become here in AwS. Well she struggles to get Blake down I’ll have already beat Fire Bomb 1,2,3.”
"Well someone has a big imagination that will end up just a crushed dream. I'll have both down before you can even move."
JT leaps up and looks down at her still sitting. “Don’t you know they used to be a team?! We have to do this together you num nuts!"
"If I remember correctly you are the one making this a competition by saying you will beat me." He smirks.
“Just stating the facts, but seriously... Sprit and Blake your time is over even if Jamie and I are not a tag team we do know what we’re doing. So just hang up your boots and go the fuck home!”
Jamie pushed him back and looked at the camera. "I'm taking Blake Archer out by his roots. I thought I should focus on his strongest personality Dorian... but I realize that Loren is the one that they are all conected to."
Now JT wants to add more as he pulls her back to get a close up. "And Sprit Fire won't be able to keep that flame she's always had if her little Loren isn't around to provide the air for it to burn. At Season's Beatings I don't just want your title on the line I want to crush your entire career. By the time it's all said and done People will be asking "What Fire?" That's right and you better get used to it. If you keep coming back time and time again you'll end up becoming a grandmother that doesn't even know her grandchildren because her sons and daughter refuse to let you into their lives. I think this is your last shot... and when I win this match on Friday then I'm naming our match for seasons beatings."