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Ryan_Burgess
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Date Posted:12/29/2022 11:50 PMCopy HTML

Out Of Character:  Wanted to get him started again.

They often say that fun is only beginning, But what if there wasn't a beginning for somebody whose doesn't fit a certain mold? That is unheard of until now as life tends to play a funny joke for a man who doesn't belong in the realm of sensibilities. That is what leads to this moment. Do you want to hear a story of this very certain man? Let's takes that journey shall we?  This very story happen be around the same time of his short arrival, To only leave the word of professional wrestling to the lesser people. People that didn't see nor see clearly enough of his cunning words as it's was only natural for them to ignore what people can't quite understand and who can blame them? It's was logical enough for anybody who was driven in sheer madness of what anybody from a world entirely made of unsearchable reality. We begin to open to a place where all natural sense of truth tends to be ignored enough for others to make their way towards to championships. Not for one for this very person who has been out of the wrestling scene for quite some time, But this very person hasn't lost that sense of creativity most wouldn't even begin to understand. This very man was sporting a beard that seemly gone towards to his chest while wearing that old worn out hat that most people wouldn't be caught dead wearing it. This very person was also sporting some sort of voodoo cult style clothes that would send shivers down your spine. This very man started to speak while making his way down the hallway that forever keep on changing with the time.

||Alan Derrick|| How truly the mind of this very place slowly becoming dull. So dull enough for me to slithered right back into this place as if it's was nothing more than a free time of making people follows my words. To even go far enough to waste my time on someone whose didn't share the same view as me. A view where all meaningless things tends to get swift-ed into the dust of the word. No matter how they prescribed things to be? They always falls to the ground with my wisdom and cunning words.

Alan wasn't shy to say what was on his mind for he didn't care about what people had to say about his message. A message that people were nothing more than wolves in sheep clothing to impressed others that have higher class in the world where people like him weren't worth anything. Anything that would make anybody heed his message for being the truth. Truth that his own words ha been twisted and shaped into their own liking. Well, In Alan's world of cult like world of his, He sees people aren't worth to hear his message as he already had one person who he thought understand what he was here to do and how he is going to achieved his goals of making his own cult in this company. Now he was on his own without any sort of backup as it's was plain clear to him on how he was going against every single person that is going to refused his message. He turns the corner as his own eyes were looking all over the place. Seeing the name on the doors as if it's as some sort of game. A game of how pathetic people that holds things like that to themselves. Deep in thought, Alan was thinking of how different things were in this company. Alan started to speak in his cult like style voice not giving a single care if anybody was around to hear him.


||Alan Derrick|| Maybe all these wretches souls would understand violence much more than common words spoken through these lips of mine. It's so happily appose to their own understanding of how their little reality works. Simple, But yet common language. 


Alan slowly twirls around his finger in a form of "Rock star banging sign" as he knew without a shadow of a doubt that his words not nearly taken a hold upon people's mind and ears. Soon enough they will understand as he started to speak knowing that someone was trying to get his attention. Something that shouldn't needy provoked.


||Alan Derrick|| Oh little fly, You entirely mistaken me for someone that works here. Not that I would such condone some sort of violence and mayhem? I do reckon you explained what brought you here to speak with me? 


Alan waits to see what the person is going to say since, He didn't had anywhere to be at the very moment, Also a fact that he didn't had any type of contract in this company anymore due to the ones that taught him no longer there.


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