Post by Admin on Apr 22, 2014 12:58:34 GMT
Below is a sample of arriving to the SWCF - of course this was something I created quickly.
“Everyone can tell you the story of how they reached this very moment in their lives. Some come from dark and broken backstories, or some with that proverbial silver spoon tucked away in their faces. Whatever the situation they have evolved from, each one of them now aim to be the greatest, a legend. What is the point of doing something if you’re not going to be remembered?
Without sounding like a Sinéad O'Connor song, it’s been 3 years and 146 days since Jay Cool was part of a professional setup. A place with stadiums bigger than the hopes and dreams of children at Christmas time, yet as all things, it came to an end. Now with the days of ‘Wrassling’ over, a new challenge is required.
‘The Gift of the Gods’ Jay Cool has made a name for himself all over the world, from Japan, to a man-made replica of the moon landing in a warehouse in Canada…. Obviously some memories are better than others. Before we take that long and twisted road back to repressed childhood memories street, it’s worth taking note as Mr Cool’s agent that if you wish to require the services of Mr Cool you will no doubt have to dig deep into your pockets.
SWCF has a proud and deep rooted history of wrestling greats, and created the year Mr Cool turned professional. Mr Cool has requested I make contact about presenting you with this wonderful opportunity to acquire such magnificent talent. He feels the current ‘product’ is looking a little stale and believes as a ratings booster you would be foolish to pass up this opportunity.
In closing, I look forward to hearing from you very soon. Mr Cool has expressed his passion to provide the SWCF fans with someone they can really be proud of, something he feels has been lacking for a while.
Yours Ki…”
The buzz of a mobile phone takes Jay’s attention away from reading an email on his laptop placed on a cheap looking hotel room desk. With a smirk towards the image flashing up from his phone he quickly pushes the answer button and lifts it to his ear.
JC: Hello mate, I was just reading the email.
As the other person on the line talks for a few moments, Jay grabs a drink and takes a sip.
JC: It looks good, I like it. Not really sure where you were going with the repressed childhood memories?
Jay laughs, and then continues.
JC: You’re a weird and Quirky f*** man… We both know they need me, I am the Gift of the Gods! Look Dan, send it over and keep me updated. I might check out the ‘talent pool’ over there.
Laughing continues as goodbyes are said. Jay looks back to his laptop screen.
“Yours Kindly wishing you to be thankful for this gift
Daniel Burns”
Smiling to himself while laying back in his chair Jay looks over across to a picture of his office back home with all the titles he had won over the years.
‘A couple more won’t hurt…’
FIN
“Everyone can tell you the story of how they reached this very moment in their lives. Some come from dark and broken backstories, or some with that proverbial silver spoon tucked away in their faces. Whatever the situation they have evolved from, each one of them now aim to be the greatest, a legend. What is the point of doing something if you’re not going to be remembered?
Without sounding like a Sinéad O'Connor song, it’s been 3 years and 146 days since Jay Cool was part of a professional setup. A place with stadiums bigger than the hopes and dreams of children at Christmas time, yet as all things, it came to an end. Now with the days of ‘Wrassling’ over, a new challenge is required.
‘The Gift of the Gods’ Jay Cool has made a name for himself all over the world, from Japan, to a man-made replica of the moon landing in a warehouse in Canada…. Obviously some memories are better than others. Before we take that long and twisted road back to repressed childhood memories street, it’s worth taking note as Mr Cool’s agent that if you wish to require the services of Mr Cool you will no doubt have to dig deep into your pockets.
SWCF has a proud and deep rooted history of wrestling greats, and created the year Mr Cool turned professional. Mr Cool has requested I make contact about presenting you with this wonderful opportunity to acquire such magnificent talent. He feels the current ‘product’ is looking a little stale and believes as a ratings booster you would be foolish to pass up this opportunity.
In closing, I look forward to hearing from you very soon. Mr Cool has expressed his passion to provide the SWCF fans with someone they can really be proud of, something he feels has been lacking for a while.
Yours Ki…”
The buzz of a mobile phone takes Jay’s attention away from reading an email on his laptop placed on a cheap looking hotel room desk. With a smirk towards the image flashing up from his phone he quickly pushes the answer button and lifts it to his ear.
JC: Hello mate, I was just reading the email.
As the other person on the line talks for a few moments, Jay grabs a drink and takes a sip.
JC: It looks good, I like it. Not really sure where you were going with the repressed childhood memories?
Jay laughs, and then continues.
JC: You’re a weird and Quirky f*** man… We both know they need me, I am the Gift of the Gods! Look Dan, send it over and keep me updated. I might check out the ‘talent pool’ over there.
Laughing continues as goodbyes are said. Jay looks back to his laptop screen.
“Yours Kindly wishing you to be thankful for this gift
Daniel Burns”
Smiling to himself while laying back in his chair Jay looks over across to a picture of his office back home with all the titles he had won over the years.
‘A couple more won’t hurt…’
FIN