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Post by Jason Youngblood on May 3, 2011 4:09:43 GMT
Jason was starting to believe what Generra was saying to him this whole time. Maybe he was selling himself short. Maybe he wasn't living up to his potential inside of the ring over the span of his entire career. Maybe he could do more if he just changed up his routine. He wasn't exactly sure but he couldn't deny he wanted more. A lot more.
So what do you propose I do Generra? Start cheating everytime the ref turns his back? Start telling the fans to kiss my ass and that I don't care about entertaining them anymore? Because I got news for you; lots of guys have mastered that before me and alot more will after me. Thing is, all of them don't end up world champions or legends of the industry.
You make some good points but I gotta ask; why me? why did you choose to try to help me? There's gotta be a reason.
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Post by Generra on May 3, 2011 4:20:37 GMT
Ahh the moment she knew would come. The proverbial million dollar question. Why...? She raised the fork to her lips, taking a few bites of her wonderfully prepared cuisine; letting the question linger while she consumed the latest portion of her meal. Then came her retort. "Let's just say, associates very closely affiliated with myself, shown a interest in you Jason. A vehement interest to be quite frank. And I, always up for a challenge as such, jumped at the opportunity to work alongside you during this transformation of sorts."
"Believe me when I say Jason...
You...
Should feel...
Honored...
No.. Better yet, blessed to be chosen by these people whom placed so much belief in you Mr. Youngblood."
"They're quite... Adamant & more than choosy about whom they invest time & money into. Their good name would be in jeopardy if they gambled on the wrong people. "
"Let's just say that, if you choose to accept my guidance, as well as theirs, and tutelage you most certainly will not regret it. Success. Power. Money. Respect. Influence. Legendhood. All can be yours... If you merely let go, and allow us to work our magic."
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Post by Jason Youngblood on May 3, 2011 4:29:14 GMT
Let me guess. You're not going to tell me who these people are, are you? Should I be afraid for my life if I take this offer Generra?
He slowly turned his head to check on the man whom was seated at the entrance no more than 10 minutes ago. Now, he had moved to a closer table and seat. Much closer. The guy was no more than 10 feet away from where Generra and he sat talking. He had a feeling the answer to his question was probably yes.
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Post by Generra on May 3, 2011 4:37:57 GMT
Generra only smiled a bright & toothy smile hearing Jason's question of her "associates". Finishing off her meal finally She thought she'd offer a little bit of information concerning what the man across from her wished to know. "...Perhaps it's better if such knowledge isn't disclosed as of
yet....
... But...
Let's just say, their name, as a collective, rings synonymous with power & influence. Though not as visually present as some years ago, they still wield enough of the necessary attributes to make great strides where it concerns this industry Jason."
"You'd be far too surprised if I were to tell you. But...
... In due time... In due time..."
"And as far as being afraid if you take the offer Jason...Now she paused for a quick second as she leaned forward onto the table, her cleavage there for Jason to clearly spot as she spoke. "What's the alternative to the offer i've given you? Rot at the bottom of the match cards for the rest of your career, and hope that the powers that be a TNB throw you a bone and induct you into the Hall of Fame some 20 years down the line? Just because the higher ups feel sorry for you?"
"Be a distant memory to the fans of the next generation of wrestling watchers? Lose your career? Self respect? Financial security? Friends? Family....?"
"Your...
... Wife....?"She let that one linger as long as she possibly could; hoping to get the message across to him in a powerful way. "If you dig deep and be completely honest Jason... There is only one choice..."
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Post by Jason Youngblood on May 3, 2011 4:46:34 GMT
Was it true? Was he on the verge of losing everything? He wanted to be remembered for being a fierce competitor. He wanted to be remembered for being a champion. Someone other wrestlers respected and even looked up to.
Was he on the right path to that? What was holding him back from getting to that next plateau? Was this offer something he should consider realistically?
He couldn't say a word really, listening to her. Everything sounded like it applied to him. No doubt about it. He just sat there staring at the dozens of pictures on the table in front of him.
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Post by Generra on May 3, 2011 4:54:59 GMT
Jackpot...
She knew she'd hit home and in a most influential way. After this meeting he'd never be able to deny the way he truly felt about his career and where he wanted to take said career.
She smiled, but just a little, before her accompanying stranger a few feet away stood to his feet. He made eye contact with her signaling their meeting was now adjourned. She had done enough for one day. Peaked his interest... Got him thinking about what he needed to think about...
...Worried him.. Abit...
So as she arose from her seat, putting the dark sunglasses back over her eyes before grabbing her purse from the nearby seat. She slowly stepped from around the table, out into the open as Jason's eyes met with hers. She slowly retrieved four $100 bills from her purse, placing them onto the table for the wonderful and enjoyable service she received tonight. She spoke, as the massive "bodyguard" of sorts placed yet another envelope onto the table in front of Jason. "This... Will give you a little bit more information on the plans I have for you Jason. What I see your career becoming... And how long I estimate it will take to reap the full benefits of the hard work ahead of us...."
"If... You so choose..."She motions her hand towards the massive man and slowly he turns, heading for the door. She follows only seconds later, leaving her words of departure... "If you wish to contact me Jason, you know where to look. Ciao."And with that she began her exit, her heels lightly tapping against the floor as she quickly caught up with her escort for the evening. Seconds later the sounds of the passing cars outside could be heard throughout the establishment, the mystery duo, escaping into the magic hour. And now...
...They wait...
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Post by Jason Youngblood on May 3, 2011 4:59:27 GMT
Jason just sat there for a few minutes after Gen and the mystery man walked out. He still looked over the pictures, seeing himself in moments of failure and success. But more in failure he thought. His head was spinning and he was confused as to what he needed to do next.
He knew what he wanted. But did he want it bad enough? He stood up after 10 minutes of sitting there thinking things over. He grabbed everything left on the table and headed for the door. Before he knew it he was in his car and headed back to his hotel suite, to think long and hard, not even noticing, the phone number in small print, on the back of his newest envelope.
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