Post by Mr. Psychedelic Brandon Leno on Jun 4, 2023 0:32:43 GMT -5
The sweet smell of reefer activates the senses associated with fragrances, which gives my mind and body much pleasure. Sitting around a fire, although night has not completely swallowed the day, the sunset on the mountains signaled it would happen sooner rather than later. A group, beautiful in body and spirit, have entered my travels. Together we shared tales of visions and folklore.
You're a professional wrestler…at least that’s what Luc said…
It was the one that had been relatively quiet, a gorgeous creature identifying herself as Esmerelda who broached the subject of my employment.
He’s right. I didn’t know you followed wrestling Luc. He wasn’t expecting me to put him on the spot because his face became redder than tomato. A meek shrug followed by…
Esme and the others think it's silly. They laughed at me while I watched Havoc. Well now, this certainly should be interesting.
Who’s your favorite AW wrestler Luc? Please don’t say Jill Park…anyone but Jill Park…
…Jill Park…
SHIIIIIIIITTTTTTT….but I don’t like how she won the World Title and I think it's garbage how she's kept hold of it too. I shot my gaze to his lovely sister, locking into those mysterious green eyes.
You think what I do is…silly, Esme? She’s pissed at Luc because if looks could kill…I…I just th…humph, yes I think it's silly. I never understood it.
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BOHEMIAN NIGHTS
BOHEMIAN NIGHTS
Darkness consumed us, the only light provided, other than the fire, the moon and the stars. Faces are close enough to the fire that each can see the other fairly well as I light up another delicious joint.
This Bohemian tale is about a man on a quest. So far, this man’s quest has taken him through death and rebirth, an attempt to return to glory, ridding the land of evil. There very easily could have been death without rebirth…but the man refused to stay dead, roaming the underworld, forever doomed in a purgatory of dismay. Instead, he accepted the challenge laid forth by the spirits of the otherworld. Returning home, he found it to be a land of turmoil.
I can see it in their eyes, especially hers that they are getting hooked. Once you have them, they are in the palm of your hand…allowing me to sculpt this wondrous story.
The “Baron” is who they referred to as the one causing this disruption, bringing violence to the innocent in the name of conquest and conquest alone. A few attempted to stop him before it became a problem but the Baron was able to fend them off, man. A new challenger has arisen, ready to take on the Baron, a groovy dude who, if not better, had the skills and talent to match the Baron.
The Baron did everything he could to spread lies and doubt about his challenger, degrading his talent and skill, downplaying the actual uneasiness the Baron felt. The challenger put all of his focus into making sure he could read the Baron, front and back, anticipating every move.
Esme looked at me in fascination, as if she were a child and I spun a fantastic fairytale. What happened then?
I smirk, ready to deliver an ending they didn’t see coming. The story isn’t finished, at least not yet. Confusion…The Baron is Szyom Ross. Luc’s eyes widened, he figured it out! I am the man on the quest. Last week I won in my return to Cruiser, Ross won his debut match as well last week. Beating Punky was good Ross, but bro, it ain’t nothin to write home about, man. Talk all the shit you want bro, but what matters is what happens in between those ropes and bro, you may be good, but I’m better. If you are great, then I should be considered elite because before you got here I was tearing it up on Clash…coming THIS close to the U.S. Championship.
Gold is certainly in the future, but that will come in time Szymon, right now I’m here as a vessel of the universe to ensure that bad guys like you don't think they run this place…you still think what I do is silly…Esme?
…stunned silence…astonishment…bewilderment…who is this guy?