Post by MasterEvil on Jun 25, 2013 9:19:51 GMT
Prologue
Okay, I really enjoyed locking those security guards in that room. Why did I really come to the arena? To tell Trish why she should put the Television Title on the line as well as the Titan Championship since, if we’re really going to have such a cheesy match, it would cool to make worth something more than seeing what kind of underwear Newborn wears. But one of the backstage crew member grabbed me and showed me Trish’s twitter account…to be honest, I never saw a point to having a twitter account. Hell I never used mine since I created it. But what interested me was that she tweeted about how she’s willing to put both belts on the line.
A fighting Champion, that is what Trish Newborn is and that is one of the reasons why I have major respect towards her. But at the same time I feel some negativity, even a tiny hint of hatred, towards her…perhaps it could be how she has been given main event after main event after beating me for the first time while I had to rely on Dolph’s unfortunate departure to be of any relevance. Perhaps it could also be that Newborn was handed the opportunity to enter the Retribution Rumble at number twenty-nine…while I, a guy who’ve publicly declared his interest in entering the Rumble a few times, has been not only snubbed from the Rumble but forced to have a night off.
Actually it could just be because of one simple thing…twice I’ve faced her and both times I’ve lost. Nobody, and I mean nobody, else has been able to compete against me without losing at least once. And yet she managed to beat me not once but twice. Maybe Retribution is going to be an extra special night for me since not only do I get to stick it to Haylee, by producing another main event quality match, but I’ll also get some retribution of my own by finally getting my one win over Trish Newborn.
Yes the idea of stripping her down to her bra and panties does sound sexy but it doesn’t feel right, especially when I have to wear a monkey suit…yet, at the end of the day, I’ll take any victory over her in whatever way I can. So, Trish, it might be embarrassing to be stripped to your undergarment but don’t lay down and let it destroy you…because, at Retribution, your time with the Television and Titan Championships is up.
NOT AWESOME ANYMORE
The location of today’s scene is actually a smallish flat in Chicago Illinois and inside this building, on the sofa playing a game called Modern Warfare Three is, is Chicago’s own Adrian Jobs. Earlier in the year Jobs lost his Television Title to one Trish Newborn and in his last match he lost the Titan Championship to Newborn in a Championship Scramble match. Yet after he unleashed an almost insane rant on the Adrenaline after losing the Titan Championship, mainly about his frustration at not being given a Retribution Rumble spot, Haylee announced that Adrian would instead get a shot at Trish Newborn’s Titan Championship, at the Retribution event, in a Bra and Panties versus Tuxedo match. Now this wasn’t what Jobs wanted, since he viewed the Titan Championship as beneath him, yet instead of complaining again he decided to publicly declare his interest in making the match also for Trish’s Television Title. A while later Newborn announced on twitter, a social networking system that Jobs has often stayed away from, that she is alright with putting both Titles on the line.
So with this Sunday being for all the marbles you would expect Adrian to be in a gym, getting himself prepared for this gimmicky match, instead of playing a video game right? Well not only is he playing a video game but he is doing so in nothing more than his merchandised ‘YES!’ shirt. But it didn’t matter too much to him since, with Nathan in hospital and Lilith at university, he had nobody to hang out with. After ten more minutes of mindlessly trolling noobs with a riot shield, the bearded man sighed lightly and switched off the game before shaking his head lightly. Almost a year ago he was having the time of his life and now he feels a little washed up…the reason for this? Not even Adrian knows why as he stood up, walked over to the television and switched it off before grabbing a camcorder that happen to be on top of it. Without even thinking of what to say Adrian switched it on, pointed it towards himself and pressed record as he began to walk in some direction.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Nineteen odd days have passed since I lost the WEW Titan Championship, a Title made irrelevant by uninterested Champions before I even won it, and this Sunday I have the opportunity to win it back against somebody who I’ve never recorded a victory over. Understandably nobody is expecting me to win…hell, I’m not even sure that I can win considering the fact that I’ve tried twice and failed both times. I usually call myself awesome but I don’t feel it at all…maybe I am just a bad joke running on its last legs. I’ve tried my greatest moves and both times I was left to rot while the last time I actually got a victory, over anybody, was…so long ago that I can’t even remember it. Maybe I just can’t hack it anymore…maybe I’m not good enough to go forwards…maybe I can’t beat Trish Newborn…maybe, just maybe, I’m not awesome anymore…”
Is Gallahan depressed or something? Has his failures gotten to him? He doesn’t sound anywhere near as confident as he was when he first came through the black curtains. Perhaps debuting within the main event scene, only to drop down in being forced to have consecutive nights off, has finally had their effects over the once self-assured Champion? While saying his words the male walked over to the kitchen, opened the fridge door and pulled a beer out of it before popping it open. Once he finished his words Adrian had a drink out of some the beer before shaking his head lightly.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“No…no…no…no…”
‘No,’ that was all the bearded male was repeating as he constantly shook his head before body began to shake, vibrate even.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“No…no…no…no…NO! I am not a weakling! NO! I can still hack it! NO! I am better than this! NO! NO! NO! NO! NOOOO!!! Haylee might not want to me be on her show but I am not just going to sit back and watch as MY SHOW is being run by a bunch of morons who can’t even lace a pair of boots compared to what I’ve done in my rookie career. I am the longest reigning Television Champion, I won the Titan Champion by winning two matches in one night and I have more charisma in this beard alone than anybody else on this godforsaken roster! I have lost to you twice in a row Trish but what you don’t get, dear brunette, is that while you give people lacklustre main events that you don’t even deserve…I have been getting and keeping these people interested in this show, even when the World Title scene is BORING! Haylee did give our match a stupid stipulation because I claimed that I can turn any match into the main event. But what that tart doesn’t realise is that what I said is one hundred percent true. I have been ‘The Main Event’ since day one because, either at the start or at the very end, I have consistently gave out the best damn performance of the entire night.”
From depressed and unmotivated to annoyed and frustrated, is it me or is Jobs suffering more mood swings than a woman when it’s that time of the month? Either way, after boldly declaring his words, the short haired male took another swig of his beer before glaring his eyes towards the lens of the camcorder.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“But should that bother you Trish? You have been use to producing lacklustre quality matches…remember your time as Nathan Parker’s little slave? You did nothing more than suck and now, that you defeated me for the Television Title, everyone thinks that you’re the best around? You know what I think you are Trish? Overrated. That’s right I, the rookie of twenty-twelve, just called you overrated. Yes you beat me for both the Television and Titan Championships and, yes, you did eliminate both Layla and Dexter Black to become the sole survivor of the Adrenaline versus Animosity match. But the fact that YOU were handed an automatic spot in the Retribution Rumble while I got SNUBBED is a blatant insult to what I have done and stood for. Yes I know that I have not been able to beat you yet Trish…but I, the people around the entire world and even you yourself know that I CAN beat you, like I almost did the first time we competed against each other. Naturally I would prefer to win by pinfall or submission but unfortunately for you, dear Trish, I’m going to strip you down to whatever underwear you have and let the entire world see what someone as pretty as you wear underneath your gear.”
What happened to the laidback Adrian Jobs that would annoy some and entertain others? Right now we’re instead getting a completely focused Chicago native…this might actually be because Haylee not only values one ‘Shannon Treamon’ as a better talent but also claming that her interest in him is the only reason why he is successful. The reason for the latter is that, either likes it or not, Jobs knew that the Adrenaline General Manager was right. Under the Nathan Parker regime Jobs was undervalued…to a point where one half of Retribution’s World heavyweight Title match told Adrian, in private, that she thought he was quite underrated. After finishing his latest bunch of words Adrian grabbed his beer can again and took a swig out from it a final time before throwing the can into a nearby bin. Afterwards he closed the fridge door and exited the kitchen, entering the living room in the process.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Yes, you heard me right, Patricia Newborne. I, Adrian Gallahan, believe that you’re not just pretty but very beautiful. Yet at the same time, just from the look in your eyes, I can tell that you’re not interested in me or any other man…I don’t know if it was because you were cheated on by a bloke or even sexually assaulted by a berk. But, unfortunately for you, I’m going to give you a new reason to dislike men as I’m going to be a fire breathing son of a bitch and not just burn your ass raw…but also shred all your dignity away as while I’ll be the new Double Champion you’ll be a broken, stripped down, mess on the floor for the WHOLE WORLD to see. Yes I just swore, I have given a lot of effort to not spew profanity but frankly, Trish, this matches means so much more than just being Mister Happy. You may want to win the Retribution Rumble to face either Rhiannon or Jazzy at Legacy, for the World Heavyweight Championship, so might see this match as nothing more than a mandatory Title defence…but it means so much MORE to me! My past, my present, my hopes, my dream and my future are all depending on this match Trish. You are a beautiful girl Newborn yet you’re the personal demon I couldn’t shake off since losing the Television Title in the first place. I need this win Trish, more than you could EVER fathom, for I need to beat my personal demons and prove to MYSELF that I truly deserve the word AWESOME!”
The male was beginning to become louder and louder with his sentences and even shouting out multiple words directly at the camcorder, even though it was held close to him. It is a bit interesting to see Adrian classing Trish as his ‘personal demon’ but, to a point, the Adrenaline when she won the Television Championship from him was where his changes have begun. So, to a point, Newborn is the cause of his incensed demeanour…yes the time Jason ran Nathan Kyle over with a car was when the change was more obvious. But that was practically nothing more than the trigger compared to the change that developed over time, thanks to the moment Adrian Jobs wrapped the Television Title around Trish’s waist. While saying his words Adrian was slowly walking up the stairs, trying to make sure that he didn’t trip up while speaking. Once he finished his words the male was fully up the stairs and halfway down the corridor. So he immediately went into his bedroom and placed the camcorder down on one of the bed pillows before turning around, beginning to look through the piles of clothes across the floor for something to wear.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“First time we fought you pinned me, second time we fought you made Kevin Kilbourne submit yet now we’re putting a proper end to this by stripping the other to his or her underwear. I don’t know why this type of match is relevant but I don’t care since I am going to beat you Trish, even if it means giving you the most embarrassing moment of your entire career. Yes I ain’t fully sure if I can but I would rather DIE than disappoint these beautiful fans with a pathetic performance. Hell the last time NOBODY believed that I had a chance I ended up shocking the world by pinning Serenity for the Television Championship. So maybe, just maybe, this is at last MY CHANCE to defeat you Trish. And seeing how dominant you look lately, this match is looking more and more like a mismatch…guess what? I defeated a dominant person for the Television Title in the first place, as well as an almost dominant person for the Titan Championship, so this could become Beach Brawl all over again!”
He laughed…Adrian Jobs actually bust out a little laugh, the first time he actually showed any positive emotion throughout this entire promo, after referring back to his pay-per-view debut, which Adrian personally class as the day he was truly awesome. While speaking out his words the self-proclaimed ‘AWESOME! One’ was picking up and throwing clothes he doesn’t want to wear all the way to the other side of the room…wait a second…why the fuck is there an used condom? Did Adrian finally get lucky with Lilith or something!?! By the time Jobs finished his words the Chicago native pulled out a pair of partly clean boxer shorts and slipped them on before walking pass the camera. He ended up at a bunch of drawers as he opened them, possibly to find something that he could wear over his boxers.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“But enough of the past…it happened, it’s irreversible and I don’t want to become one of those chaps who desperately clings onto their pass greatness…what is important is this Sunday. This Sunday you’re entering the Retribution Rumble with the aim of winning it, as well as possibly leaving the arena with both the Television and Titan Championship belts. Well here’s a newsflash for you Trish, one so important that you need to set your DVR on and press record, you’re not going to win the Rumble Trishy no matter how much you want to…why is that? Because you’re not going to anywhere hundred percent by the time I’m done with you. This isn’t out of hatred or envy, Newborn, but this is out of me being sick and tired of being constantly overlooked by whatever broad, or div, runs this show…I am sick and tired of putting everything I have in everything I do without a single measure of congratulations….and I am sick and tired of being guy who’s purpose is to just make people laugh. I want to finally defeat you Trish…I want to win back both my Titles…and I’m desperate to do so. You know what people say about desperate men, don’t you?”
Halfway through his words Adrian reappeared into the camera’s view, with a pair of white shorts on, and sat down upon the bed to put some socks on. It took him a while to get them on but after putting on his socks on Adrian spun around into an all fours position on the bed, his eyes looking almost animalistic as they glared as he managed to speak out his latest question. After a few silent seconds Adrian shot out a slight smirk before speaking up a final time.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Desperate men will do any desperate thing to win Trish…so you better watch out. Because I’m Adrian Jobs, I’m awesome, and retribution is going to be mine when I win back my Titles.”
His voice sure sounded a little grim for who he is yet after finishing his words the bearded superstar reached his right hand out and pressed the record button again, thus putting an end to this promo, before getting completely off the bed. The moment he got off the bed Adrian pulled a mobile out of his pocket and read the text message before putting the phone away, a slight smile appearing on his face. With the smile still on his face Gallahan exited his bedroom, swiftly went down the stairs and slipped on his untied white trainers before hastily leaving his house.
WHO I AM
Standing outside the University of Chicago, more specifically right next to the front door, is none other than Adrian Jobs. Earlier today he shot his promo and now he is here in his ‘YES!’ top, white shorts and matching trainers as he is clearly waiting for somebody…but who could this somebody be? Well the answer began obvious when a dark hair female just walked out from the university in a black blouse with a matching skirt. The moment she looked over to the male they both gave each other a light smile and his left hand gently grabbed her right-hand as they came real close to each other. Yet instead of a kiss the male’s right hand went around her body and hugged her close to him as he decided to ask this sweet woman a question.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Are you sure about this Lilith?”
JOBS’ PSYCHOTHERAPIST, LILITH SHADOW
“I am sure Adrian. If we’re going to become a couple I want to know who Adrian Gallahan is…”
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Adrian Gallahan is the guy who wants his hands on your ass and his mouth on your…”
JOBS’ PSYCHOTHERAPIST, LILITH SHADOW
“I don’t mean that!”
Lilith interrupted the bearded man quite quickly as her face became incredibly bright red. Jobs couldn’t help but simply laugh at this before giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek. He want himself and Lilith to become a couple but he could understand why they haven’t fully became one yet…because they don’t know a lot about each other…but today he plans on telling Miss Shadow his biggest secret, a secret so big that no other woman he has ever met knows it. So once this embrace was over he gently guided the female over to his motorcycle and let her sit on it before sitting himself behind her, knowing that his arms can easily get around her frame to grab the handles of his ride while enjoying the feeling of her back against his chest. Once they were both on the motorbike Adrian revved it up a little just to have a little laugh at Lilith’s startled reaction, since she isn’t as use to motorbikes as Gallahan is, before departing from the university campus.
This ride could be a quiet, and extremely boring, experience since Lilith doesn’t know where they’re going and Adrian doesn’t want to tell her. But the young therapist had a different idea as she began to ask him a question.
JOBS’ PSYCHOTHERAPIST, LILITH SHADOW
“No offence Adrian…but shouldn’t you be getting yourself ready for your upcoming match?”
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“You mean my match at Retribution, against Trish Newborn? I already shot a promo about it so the match is no big deal.”
JOBS’ PSYCHOTHERAPIST, LILITH SHADOW
“But who is Trish Newborn?”
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“You really don’t know who Trish is?”
JOBS’ PSYCHOTHERAPIST, LILITH SHADOW
“I don’t wrestling that much, remember?”
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Oh yeah you don’t…damn how could I forget about that? Well Trish is technically the reason why we met up, since she did defeat me for the Television Championship in the first place…but ever since that day I didn’t feel the same. I don’t even know why, perhaps it could be that my ego got popped for the first time? Either way I felt different so I tried to get some kind of revenge on her by putting my Championship on the line in a Championship Scramble. A little bigheaded of me I admit but then she defeated me yet again…so I began to doubt my ability to actually beat Trish, heck you can said say that some of my nightmares are just looping images of my constant failures to get just one win over her.”
JOBS’ PSYCHOTHERAPIST, LILITH SHADOW
“So you’ve become almost obsessive with beating her just once since she is the only person that you haven’t claimed a victory over yet…right?”
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“You’re such a smart little girl, you know that? But yeah I guess you’re completely right. I’ve beaten the likes of Ryan Jackson and Rhiannon, even scoring a couple of victories over Dolph Ziggler in the meantime, yet never once have I beaten Newborn…and to be honest…it is partly eating me up inside. Perhaps it is just an ego thing but I just can’t feel settled with my wrestling career until I finally score just one victory over her and this match, this match where I don’t need to pin her but strip her instead, might be one of my greatest and final chances to do so. The pay-per-view event is entitled Retribution and I guess you could say I am seeking to get my own kind of justice by winning back the Titles that were mine.”
JOBS’ PSYCHOTHERAPIST, LILITH SHADOW
“Well if anyone can be stubborn enough to achieve anything they like…then that person would definitely be you. I’ll be busy doing some homework but I’ll still be supporting you since I know you can do it, my big stubborn goat.”
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Hey I don’t want to be called that cheeky…but thanks for the support anyway. Oh we’re here…”
Lilith giggled at the male’s reaction to her calling him a goat but when he declared that they’ve reached their destination she looked over to her left to see a very old-fashioned building with the word ‘Orphanage’ above the door. She had a very confused look on her face yet this confused look magnified when she looked back at Adrian to see a black blindfold in his right hand.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Can you put on this blindfold please?”
JOBS’ PSYCHOTHERAPIST, LILITH SHADOW
“Why do you have a blindfold? Are you secretly planning to lead me to a private location, which I don’t know of, and spank me or something?”
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“You actually expect that from me? Heh, of course I wouldn’t dare do that Lilith, I’m saving that for when you’re in a swimsuit. But anyway…please wear the blindfold since I want to surprise you.”
The young psychotherapist actually blushed a lot more at the males answer to her inquiry yet Adrian simply chuckled at her blush as he offered the blindfold. In the end Lilith nodded lightly and leaned her back against him. Realising what she was signalling Gallahan smiled delightfully as he told the blindfold and gently wrapped it around her head. Once he made sure she can’t see a thing the male gently helped her off the bike, grabbed her hand and began to guide her into the building. Even though she can’t see anything Lilith was able to hear a bunch of excited children scream out ‘Adrian’ and even an elderly, female, voice saying something along the .lines of ‘it’s nice to see you again Adrian.’ She also felt him carrying her for some reason, blushing a bit at this, before feeling herself having her feet set upon the floor. This was when Adrian carefully took Miss Shadow’s blindfold off.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“We’re here.”
He said in a relaxed way, with a light smile on his lips, as Lilith was quite surprised by what she could see. Adrian was currently sitting on a clean bed, big enough for a young teenager, and there were twenty-four other beds like this in the room. There was only one window in the room and it was not only at the end of the area, but it also had a Star of David on it. At the side of the room is a decently sized fireplace, with a crucifix on the centre of it, and at the other side of the room is a box that looks like a treasure chest full of teddy bears, action figures and dolls.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“What a wonderful place this is…sure was cold during the winter and we all only had enough clothes for one each…but this was where all my happy childhood memories are.”
Those words snapped Miss Shadow out of her thoughts as her eyes were now fully focused on the man in front of her, her face showing concern as she carefully sat down next to him on the bed.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“When I was two both of my parents passed away for reasons that I never knew, hell I only knew of their names when I visited their gravestones at the age of six. Margaret Simpson, or Missus Simpson like we usually call her, was handed me by a wandering police officer…so she raised me in this very orphanage all the way until I was old enough to go to, and live at, the University of Chicago. Even though I never once experienced what it would be like to call somebody ‘mama’ and ‘papa’…Margaret is the closest thing I’ll ever have to a parent while all these orphans, young and old, are the closest things I currently have to brothers and sisters.”
JOBS’ PSYCHOTHERAPIST, LILITH SHADOW
“So you…were an…”
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Orphan? Yes…this is my greatest motivation to look forwards and never back…this is my greatest secret…this is who I am.”
His eyes, his vice, his body language and tone…all was full of passion as the outspoken superstar told Lilith of his one big secret. Tears was actually welling up eyes as he said his words, knowing why the man in front of her would have kept this a secret from so many people, and Adrian Jobs…no…Adrian Gallahan moved his right hand moved to her face and wiped a tear off her face before asking just one question.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“So do you accept who I am?”
JOBS’ PSYCHOTHERAPIST, LILITH SHADOW
“…Y…Y-YES!”
The moment she made her answer the young psychotherapist threw herself into Adrian’s hands and pressed her lips against his in a slightly demanding way…and Adrian actually replied with pressing his lips back passionately while his hands moved around her, holding his new girlfriend close to him as they kiss each other. What happened afterwards? Did they go all the way inside this orphanage? Probably not but one thing is absolutely certain…today is certainly going to be marked as the most ‘Rated: AWESOME!’ day in the AWESOME! One’s life.
THEY ARE BEAUTIFUL
Adrian Jobs is sleeping on his bed, in nothing more than the same boxer shorts he put on when he shot his promo earlier today. Shot a promo and officialised his relationship with Lilith Shadow, this is probably one of Adrian’s best days ever…yet he looks completely smashed. Did he have a lot of pints at some bar in celebration or something? Either he did or didn’t, his sleep was put to an end when his alarm clock began to sound off at midnight. The Chicago male’s eyes instantly open as he rolled off the bed, sprung up to his feet and punched the clock clean off the side before rushing off to a cupboard that wasn’t in the room earlier today…it must have been added while he was drunk. Adrian swung the cupboard open to find an almost endless amount of wire attached to some kind of audio recording device while the other end of it was connected to a microphone. Without even thinking Adrian grabbed the microphone in his right hand and pressed the record button before holding the microphone to his lips as he almost throws himself out of his room.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“I never knew girls existed like Trish. But now that I do I’d really like to get to know you.”
He’s…singing!?! Out of all the things Adrian could do, he’s singing!?! After singing the start of his song he began to run down the corridor and the stairs as he continued his drunken singing.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“The girl’s so sweet but what she doesn’t know. Is that she has my belts and they’re coming home. Trish is quite kind but she doesn’t know. Is that she has my belts and they’re coming home…”
Run down the stairs…more like bumble as Jobs almost fell completely down them twice yet didn’t faze the Chicago born superstar as he blatantly jumped over the last few steps, ran over to the sofa and leaped himself onto it before continuing his rather mad song.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“They are beautiful. They are beautiful. They are beautiful. They are beautiful. Those belts are coming home.”
Instantly after producing his chorus the AWESOME! One sprung off the sofa before doing kind of weird walking dance thing pink did in her ‘Funhouse’ music video, not realising that while jumping onto the sofa he knocked a lamp clean off.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Those belts me moves that hit from all sides and when they are hitting like that they melt my eyes.”
Still the weird dance continued as, while vocalising his words, ‘Mister No Days Off’ excitably entered the kitchen and moved over to an open blender.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“The girl’s so sweet but what she doesn’t know. Is that she has my belts and they’re coming home. Trish is quite kind but she doesn’t know. Is that she has my belts and they’re coming home…”
Even though his lips and right hand are busy, his left hand was throwing things into the blender like ice-cream, bananas and even poured in a couple of beers before adding in the milk…is more alcohol really what Adrian needs, considering that is he most likely drunk as he sang his words. After finishing his latest verse the bearded one shoved the microphone down the front of his boxers and pressed the mix button…without the lid on. The result was rather messy, especially seeing a couple of pieces of banana land on his bear, but there was still a decent amount of beverage still in the thing. So, after getting those banana pieces out of his beard, Adrian grabbed the blender and poured the weird liquid into his mouth. After having his drink he placed the blender on the side, wiping the milk moustache off his face while doing so. Afterwards Adrian pulled the microphone back out from his boxer shorts, spun around and began dancing out of the kitchen, ignoring the fact that his never-ending just knocked the blender onto the floor.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“And though I don’t have a thing against you. I’ll look at your face to tell you that you have what’s mine. Don’t know what else to say…the Titan and Television Titles belongs to me if I have to strip you for those belts, then I will. Because they’re only thing I live for in the whole wide world.”
Still singing quite excitably, perhaps the alcoholic milkshake gave Jobs another energy boost? Either it did or didn’t, the male was slurring a bit with some words. While singing his words Adrian managed to get out of the kitchen without wrecking anything else and back into the living room.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“They are beautiful. They are beautiful. They are beautiful. They are beautiful. Those belts are coming home.”
While repeating the chorus the short man got halfway pass the television before doing a three-sixty spin. Why did he spin around? Probably because he thought it was cool at the time as immediately ran back up the stairs and towards the bathroom. It was in there that he stopped in his tracks and looked at his reflection for a moment before continuing.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“I ain’t got nothing to lose. I’m going for all or nothing just to beat you Trish. You look good, yes you do, but I will strip you down. Just so I can have both my Titles back.”
Moments while uttering his first line Adrian’s right hand ran through his hair and after he finished that verse he did a one-eighty before springing out of the bathroom, not realising that the wire has just knocked his toothpaste and toothbrush right into the toilet.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“I ain’t got nothing to lose. I can only live once and I want my Titles back. I will take your best, withstand your best, fight off your best and I will defeat your very best. Because those belts are beautiful, they are beautiful.”
While singing his newest verse Adrian was gallivanting through the corridor and back down the stairs, barely managing to jump over the final five steps, before leaping over the sofa again. This time, instead of sitting on the sofa, he stood in front of it while looking into the blank television screen.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“They are beautiful. They are beautiful. And at Retribution I’m going to win them back from you. They are beautiful. They are beautiful. You can be the best in the world yet I’ll be stripping you to your bra and panties to take them back. They are beautiful. They are beautiful. No amount of Californian Kisses and No Regrets will be able to save you. They are beautiful. They are beautiful. So be prepared to hand me back my Titan and Television Championships.”
As he continued to sing there is one thing that is definitely worth taking note of…keep Adrian Jobs the fuck away from any karaoke machine. This guy seriously can’t sing to save his life! Anyway, halfway through his verse Adrian spun around and started doing some kind of weird walk, that Jack Black did in one of the Tedious D music videos, towards the front door. After finishing his verse the door swung open as the bearded man jumped out of his house and landed on his two feet, possibly oblivious to the fact that he is only wearing a pair of boxer shorts.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Because I ain’t got nothing left to lose. I’m putting it all on the line to beat you Trish. You look good, yes you do, but you have what I want. And they are the Titan and Television Championships.”
Okay Adrian should go back inside now, right? Well instead of turning around Jobs just began to sprint down the street with the microphone still in hand, does he realise that he is almost streaking the streets of Chicago? And how bloody long is that microphone wire?
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“I ain’t got nothing to lose. And I’ll never forget the way we’ll fought for those Titles. You’re amazing, dazzling and even the best around…but Sorry, You’re Not A Winner since I’m taking my belts back at Retribution because they are beautiful. THEY ARE BEAUTIFUL!”
He continued to run down the street like a madman while singing his words, failing to notice the people looking at him through their windows. It was only when he referred to Newborn as ‘the best around’ that he stopped dead in his tracks and began to sing directly into his microphone. Could the ‘Sorry, You’re Not A Winner’ line be a reference towards Trish’s first promo against him? Either way it didn’t fully matter since Adrian shouted out his final three words with complete passion before his right hand rubbed his eyes. It was only after this that his eyes almost popped out of his head, like an anime character, and spun around before running off…perhaps he has finally woken up now and found out that he is only wearing a pair of grubby boxer shorts.
Epilogue
Here I am, at my first Retribution event, and I am currently tying my shoes…damn this tuxedo feels so unnatural. I’ve only ever worn one of these things once and that was when I was trying to have a formal meal with Lilith. Hmm, talking about that sexy girl it reminds me of yesterday…the best day of my life. Shot a simple promo without losing too much time and got to spend the entire day with Lilith Shadow. I for one was both excited, and a little surprised, to see how accepting she is to my past…since the only other person I’ve ever told was my buddy Nathan Kyle. Perhaps being an orphan had something to do with my general dislike for wearing formal clothing, since there is little difference in class between us orphans and the homeless beggars.
But luckily for me I only have to wear this suit tonight where I get to beat Trish Newborn to win back both my Titles. I know that the odds are supremely in her favour for every good reasons but nothing last forever, from her amazing momentum to two wonderful Championship reigns…and tonight I’m going to put an end to all three of those things. I do respect her but that doesn’t mean I like or hate her anymore, neither does it mean that I’m going to easy on her. I practically talked myself into this opportunity and, knowing that this could might well be my last opportunity, I ain’t going to hold anything back.
The last time the odds were this stacked against me was back when I was a rookie challenging for the Television Title…the only difference between then and now is two hundred and eighty-seven odd days. That amount of experience I’ve gained between then and now has helped me improve so much while the ass kicking Trish gave me earlier in the year as taught me not to let my ego get too big. Even though neither reign has lasted a hundred days I know that Trish has been a very impressive Champion, from defending the Television Title against Dexter Black to pinning him six days later to win Adrenaline brand supremacy. But that kid is just some Rugani underling, not me…I am Adrian Jobs, I am ‘The Main Event’ and I am the AWESOME! One.
I wish Trish Newborn the best of luck with her future, especially considering how I know she has what it takes to win the Retribution Rumble. But once our match starts and ends she’ll realise the truth that…while she’s not hopeless, she’s not worthless, she is loved and that she should never give up…her time as the Television and Titan Champion are up. I can barely hear my theme song beginning to play so I stand up and exited the men’s public locker room before heading towards the black curtains. Sorry Trish, You’re Not A Winner because this is my time now.
Okay, I really enjoyed locking those security guards in that room. Why did I really come to the arena? To tell Trish why she should put the Television Title on the line as well as the Titan Championship since, if we’re really going to have such a cheesy match, it would cool to make worth something more than seeing what kind of underwear Newborn wears. But one of the backstage crew member grabbed me and showed me Trish’s twitter account…to be honest, I never saw a point to having a twitter account. Hell I never used mine since I created it. But what interested me was that she tweeted about how she’s willing to put both belts on the line.
A fighting Champion, that is what Trish Newborn is and that is one of the reasons why I have major respect towards her. But at the same time I feel some negativity, even a tiny hint of hatred, towards her…perhaps it could be how she has been given main event after main event after beating me for the first time while I had to rely on Dolph’s unfortunate departure to be of any relevance. Perhaps it could also be that Newborn was handed the opportunity to enter the Retribution Rumble at number twenty-nine…while I, a guy who’ve publicly declared his interest in entering the Rumble a few times, has been not only snubbed from the Rumble but forced to have a night off.
Actually it could just be because of one simple thing…twice I’ve faced her and both times I’ve lost. Nobody, and I mean nobody, else has been able to compete against me without losing at least once. And yet she managed to beat me not once but twice. Maybe Retribution is going to be an extra special night for me since not only do I get to stick it to Haylee, by producing another main event quality match, but I’ll also get some retribution of my own by finally getting my one win over Trish Newborn.
Yes the idea of stripping her down to her bra and panties does sound sexy but it doesn’t feel right, especially when I have to wear a monkey suit…yet, at the end of the day, I’ll take any victory over her in whatever way I can. So, Trish, it might be embarrassing to be stripped to your undergarment but don’t lay down and let it destroy you…because, at Retribution, your time with the Television and Titan Championships is up.
NOT AWESOME ANYMORE
The location of today’s scene is actually a smallish flat in Chicago Illinois and inside this building, on the sofa playing a game called Modern Warfare Three is, is Chicago’s own Adrian Jobs. Earlier in the year Jobs lost his Television Title to one Trish Newborn and in his last match he lost the Titan Championship to Newborn in a Championship Scramble match. Yet after he unleashed an almost insane rant on the Adrenaline after losing the Titan Championship, mainly about his frustration at not being given a Retribution Rumble spot, Haylee announced that Adrian would instead get a shot at Trish Newborn’s Titan Championship, at the Retribution event, in a Bra and Panties versus Tuxedo match. Now this wasn’t what Jobs wanted, since he viewed the Titan Championship as beneath him, yet instead of complaining again he decided to publicly declare his interest in making the match also for Trish’s Television Title. A while later Newborn announced on twitter, a social networking system that Jobs has often stayed away from, that she is alright with putting both Titles on the line.
So with this Sunday being for all the marbles you would expect Adrian to be in a gym, getting himself prepared for this gimmicky match, instead of playing a video game right? Well not only is he playing a video game but he is doing so in nothing more than his merchandised ‘YES!’ shirt. But it didn’t matter too much to him since, with Nathan in hospital and Lilith at university, he had nobody to hang out with. After ten more minutes of mindlessly trolling noobs with a riot shield, the bearded man sighed lightly and switched off the game before shaking his head lightly. Almost a year ago he was having the time of his life and now he feels a little washed up…the reason for this? Not even Adrian knows why as he stood up, walked over to the television and switched it off before grabbing a camcorder that happen to be on top of it. Without even thinking of what to say Adrian switched it on, pointed it towards himself and pressed record as he began to walk in some direction.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Nineteen odd days have passed since I lost the WEW Titan Championship, a Title made irrelevant by uninterested Champions before I even won it, and this Sunday I have the opportunity to win it back against somebody who I’ve never recorded a victory over. Understandably nobody is expecting me to win…hell, I’m not even sure that I can win considering the fact that I’ve tried twice and failed both times. I usually call myself awesome but I don’t feel it at all…maybe I am just a bad joke running on its last legs. I’ve tried my greatest moves and both times I was left to rot while the last time I actually got a victory, over anybody, was…so long ago that I can’t even remember it. Maybe I just can’t hack it anymore…maybe I’m not good enough to go forwards…maybe I can’t beat Trish Newborn…maybe, just maybe, I’m not awesome anymore…”
Is Gallahan depressed or something? Has his failures gotten to him? He doesn’t sound anywhere near as confident as he was when he first came through the black curtains. Perhaps debuting within the main event scene, only to drop down in being forced to have consecutive nights off, has finally had their effects over the once self-assured Champion? While saying his words the male walked over to the kitchen, opened the fridge door and pulled a beer out of it before popping it open. Once he finished his words Adrian had a drink out of some the beer before shaking his head lightly.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“No…no…no…no…”
‘No,’ that was all the bearded male was repeating as he constantly shook his head before body began to shake, vibrate even.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“No…no…no…no…NO! I am not a weakling! NO! I can still hack it! NO! I am better than this! NO! NO! NO! NO! NOOOO!!! Haylee might not want to me be on her show but I am not just going to sit back and watch as MY SHOW is being run by a bunch of morons who can’t even lace a pair of boots compared to what I’ve done in my rookie career. I am the longest reigning Television Champion, I won the Titan Champion by winning two matches in one night and I have more charisma in this beard alone than anybody else on this godforsaken roster! I have lost to you twice in a row Trish but what you don’t get, dear brunette, is that while you give people lacklustre main events that you don’t even deserve…I have been getting and keeping these people interested in this show, even when the World Title scene is BORING! Haylee did give our match a stupid stipulation because I claimed that I can turn any match into the main event. But what that tart doesn’t realise is that what I said is one hundred percent true. I have been ‘The Main Event’ since day one because, either at the start or at the very end, I have consistently gave out the best damn performance of the entire night.”
From depressed and unmotivated to annoyed and frustrated, is it me or is Jobs suffering more mood swings than a woman when it’s that time of the month? Either way, after boldly declaring his words, the short haired male took another swig of his beer before glaring his eyes towards the lens of the camcorder.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“But should that bother you Trish? You have been use to producing lacklustre quality matches…remember your time as Nathan Parker’s little slave? You did nothing more than suck and now, that you defeated me for the Television Title, everyone thinks that you’re the best around? You know what I think you are Trish? Overrated. That’s right I, the rookie of twenty-twelve, just called you overrated. Yes you beat me for both the Television and Titan Championships and, yes, you did eliminate both Layla and Dexter Black to become the sole survivor of the Adrenaline versus Animosity match. But the fact that YOU were handed an automatic spot in the Retribution Rumble while I got SNUBBED is a blatant insult to what I have done and stood for. Yes I know that I have not been able to beat you yet Trish…but I, the people around the entire world and even you yourself know that I CAN beat you, like I almost did the first time we competed against each other. Naturally I would prefer to win by pinfall or submission but unfortunately for you, dear Trish, I’m going to strip you down to whatever underwear you have and let the entire world see what someone as pretty as you wear underneath your gear.”
What happened to the laidback Adrian Jobs that would annoy some and entertain others? Right now we’re instead getting a completely focused Chicago native…this might actually be because Haylee not only values one ‘Shannon Treamon’ as a better talent but also claming that her interest in him is the only reason why he is successful. The reason for the latter is that, either likes it or not, Jobs knew that the Adrenaline General Manager was right. Under the Nathan Parker regime Jobs was undervalued…to a point where one half of Retribution’s World heavyweight Title match told Adrian, in private, that she thought he was quite underrated. After finishing his latest bunch of words Adrian grabbed his beer can again and took a swig out from it a final time before throwing the can into a nearby bin. Afterwards he closed the fridge door and exited the kitchen, entering the living room in the process.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Yes, you heard me right, Patricia Newborne. I, Adrian Gallahan, believe that you’re not just pretty but very beautiful. Yet at the same time, just from the look in your eyes, I can tell that you’re not interested in me or any other man…I don’t know if it was because you were cheated on by a bloke or even sexually assaulted by a berk. But, unfortunately for you, I’m going to give you a new reason to dislike men as I’m going to be a fire breathing son of a bitch and not just burn your ass raw…but also shred all your dignity away as while I’ll be the new Double Champion you’ll be a broken, stripped down, mess on the floor for the WHOLE WORLD to see. Yes I just swore, I have given a lot of effort to not spew profanity but frankly, Trish, this matches means so much more than just being Mister Happy. You may want to win the Retribution Rumble to face either Rhiannon or Jazzy at Legacy, for the World Heavyweight Championship, so might see this match as nothing more than a mandatory Title defence…but it means so much MORE to me! My past, my present, my hopes, my dream and my future are all depending on this match Trish. You are a beautiful girl Newborn yet you’re the personal demon I couldn’t shake off since losing the Television Title in the first place. I need this win Trish, more than you could EVER fathom, for I need to beat my personal demons and prove to MYSELF that I truly deserve the word AWESOME!”
The male was beginning to become louder and louder with his sentences and even shouting out multiple words directly at the camcorder, even though it was held close to him. It is a bit interesting to see Adrian classing Trish as his ‘personal demon’ but, to a point, the Adrenaline when she won the Television Championship from him was where his changes have begun. So, to a point, Newborn is the cause of his incensed demeanour…yes the time Jason ran Nathan Kyle over with a car was when the change was more obvious. But that was practically nothing more than the trigger compared to the change that developed over time, thanks to the moment Adrian Jobs wrapped the Television Title around Trish’s waist. While saying his words Adrian was slowly walking up the stairs, trying to make sure that he didn’t trip up while speaking. Once he finished his words the male was fully up the stairs and halfway down the corridor. So he immediately went into his bedroom and placed the camcorder down on one of the bed pillows before turning around, beginning to look through the piles of clothes across the floor for something to wear.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“First time we fought you pinned me, second time we fought you made Kevin Kilbourne submit yet now we’re putting a proper end to this by stripping the other to his or her underwear. I don’t know why this type of match is relevant but I don’t care since I am going to beat you Trish, even if it means giving you the most embarrassing moment of your entire career. Yes I ain’t fully sure if I can but I would rather DIE than disappoint these beautiful fans with a pathetic performance. Hell the last time NOBODY believed that I had a chance I ended up shocking the world by pinning Serenity for the Television Championship. So maybe, just maybe, this is at last MY CHANCE to defeat you Trish. And seeing how dominant you look lately, this match is looking more and more like a mismatch…guess what? I defeated a dominant person for the Television Title in the first place, as well as an almost dominant person for the Titan Championship, so this could become Beach Brawl all over again!”
He laughed…Adrian Jobs actually bust out a little laugh, the first time he actually showed any positive emotion throughout this entire promo, after referring back to his pay-per-view debut, which Adrian personally class as the day he was truly awesome. While speaking out his words the self-proclaimed ‘AWESOME! One’ was picking up and throwing clothes he doesn’t want to wear all the way to the other side of the room…wait a second…why the fuck is there an used condom? Did Adrian finally get lucky with Lilith or something!?! By the time Jobs finished his words the Chicago native pulled out a pair of partly clean boxer shorts and slipped them on before walking pass the camera. He ended up at a bunch of drawers as he opened them, possibly to find something that he could wear over his boxers.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“But enough of the past…it happened, it’s irreversible and I don’t want to become one of those chaps who desperately clings onto their pass greatness…what is important is this Sunday. This Sunday you’re entering the Retribution Rumble with the aim of winning it, as well as possibly leaving the arena with both the Television and Titan Championship belts. Well here’s a newsflash for you Trish, one so important that you need to set your DVR on and press record, you’re not going to win the Rumble Trishy no matter how much you want to…why is that? Because you’re not going to anywhere hundred percent by the time I’m done with you. This isn’t out of hatred or envy, Newborn, but this is out of me being sick and tired of being constantly overlooked by whatever broad, or div, runs this show…I am sick and tired of putting everything I have in everything I do without a single measure of congratulations….and I am sick and tired of being guy who’s purpose is to just make people laugh. I want to finally defeat you Trish…I want to win back both my Titles…and I’m desperate to do so. You know what people say about desperate men, don’t you?”
Halfway through his words Adrian reappeared into the camera’s view, with a pair of white shorts on, and sat down upon the bed to put some socks on. It took him a while to get them on but after putting on his socks on Adrian spun around into an all fours position on the bed, his eyes looking almost animalistic as they glared as he managed to speak out his latest question. After a few silent seconds Adrian shot out a slight smirk before speaking up a final time.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Desperate men will do any desperate thing to win Trish…so you better watch out. Because I’m Adrian Jobs, I’m awesome, and retribution is going to be mine when I win back my Titles.”
His voice sure sounded a little grim for who he is yet after finishing his words the bearded superstar reached his right hand out and pressed the record button again, thus putting an end to this promo, before getting completely off the bed. The moment he got off the bed Adrian pulled a mobile out of his pocket and read the text message before putting the phone away, a slight smile appearing on his face. With the smile still on his face Gallahan exited his bedroom, swiftly went down the stairs and slipped on his untied white trainers before hastily leaving his house.
WHO I AM
Standing outside the University of Chicago, more specifically right next to the front door, is none other than Adrian Jobs. Earlier today he shot his promo and now he is here in his ‘YES!’ top, white shorts and matching trainers as he is clearly waiting for somebody…but who could this somebody be? Well the answer began obvious when a dark hair female just walked out from the university in a black blouse with a matching skirt. The moment she looked over to the male they both gave each other a light smile and his left hand gently grabbed her right-hand as they came real close to each other. Yet instead of a kiss the male’s right hand went around her body and hugged her close to him as he decided to ask this sweet woman a question.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Are you sure about this Lilith?”
JOBS’ PSYCHOTHERAPIST, LILITH SHADOW
“I am sure Adrian. If we’re going to become a couple I want to know who Adrian Gallahan is…”
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Adrian Gallahan is the guy who wants his hands on your ass and his mouth on your…”
JOBS’ PSYCHOTHERAPIST, LILITH SHADOW
“I don’t mean that!”
Lilith interrupted the bearded man quite quickly as her face became incredibly bright red. Jobs couldn’t help but simply laugh at this before giving her a gentle kiss on the cheek. He want himself and Lilith to become a couple but he could understand why they haven’t fully became one yet…because they don’t know a lot about each other…but today he plans on telling Miss Shadow his biggest secret, a secret so big that no other woman he has ever met knows it. So once this embrace was over he gently guided the female over to his motorcycle and let her sit on it before sitting himself behind her, knowing that his arms can easily get around her frame to grab the handles of his ride while enjoying the feeling of her back against his chest. Once they were both on the motorbike Adrian revved it up a little just to have a little laugh at Lilith’s startled reaction, since she isn’t as use to motorbikes as Gallahan is, before departing from the university campus.
This ride could be a quiet, and extremely boring, experience since Lilith doesn’t know where they’re going and Adrian doesn’t want to tell her. But the young therapist had a different idea as she began to ask him a question.
JOBS’ PSYCHOTHERAPIST, LILITH SHADOW
“No offence Adrian…but shouldn’t you be getting yourself ready for your upcoming match?”
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“You mean my match at Retribution, against Trish Newborn? I already shot a promo about it so the match is no big deal.”
JOBS’ PSYCHOTHERAPIST, LILITH SHADOW
“But who is Trish Newborn?”
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“You really don’t know who Trish is?”
JOBS’ PSYCHOTHERAPIST, LILITH SHADOW
“I don’t wrestling that much, remember?”
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Oh yeah you don’t…damn how could I forget about that? Well Trish is technically the reason why we met up, since she did defeat me for the Television Championship in the first place…but ever since that day I didn’t feel the same. I don’t even know why, perhaps it could be that my ego got popped for the first time? Either way I felt different so I tried to get some kind of revenge on her by putting my Championship on the line in a Championship Scramble. A little bigheaded of me I admit but then she defeated me yet again…so I began to doubt my ability to actually beat Trish, heck you can said say that some of my nightmares are just looping images of my constant failures to get just one win over her.”
JOBS’ PSYCHOTHERAPIST, LILITH SHADOW
“So you’ve become almost obsessive with beating her just once since she is the only person that you haven’t claimed a victory over yet…right?”
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“You’re such a smart little girl, you know that? But yeah I guess you’re completely right. I’ve beaten the likes of Ryan Jackson and Rhiannon, even scoring a couple of victories over Dolph Ziggler in the meantime, yet never once have I beaten Newborn…and to be honest…it is partly eating me up inside. Perhaps it is just an ego thing but I just can’t feel settled with my wrestling career until I finally score just one victory over her and this match, this match where I don’t need to pin her but strip her instead, might be one of my greatest and final chances to do so. The pay-per-view event is entitled Retribution and I guess you could say I am seeking to get my own kind of justice by winning back the Titles that were mine.”
JOBS’ PSYCHOTHERAPIST, LILITH SHADOW
“Well if anyone can be stubborn enough to achieve anything they like…then that person would definitely be you. I’ll be busy doing some homework but I’ll still be supporting you since I know you can do it, my big stubborn goat.”
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Hey I don’t want to be called that cheeky…but thanks for the support anyway. Oh we’re here…”
Lilith giggled at the male’s reaction to her calling him a goat but when he declared that they’ve reached their destination she looked over to her left to see a very old-fashioned building with the word ‘Orphanage’ above the door. She had a very confused look on her face yet this confused look magnified when she looked back at Adrian to see a black blindfold in his right hand.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Can you put on this blindfold please?”
JOBS’ PSYCHOTHERAPIST, LILITH SHADOW
“Why do you have a blindfold? Are you secretly planning to lead me to a private location, which I don’t know of, and spank me or something?”
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“You actually expect that from me? Heh, of course I wouldn’t dare do that Lilith, I’m saving that for when you’re in a swimsuit. But anyway…please wear the blindfold since I want to surprise you.”
The young psychotherapist actually blushed a lot more at the males answer to her inquiry yet Adrian simply chuckled at her blush as he offered the blindfold. In the end Lilith nodded lightly and leaned her back against him. Realising what she was signalling Gallahan smiled delightfully as he told the blindfold and gently wrapped it around her head. Once he made sure she can’t see a thing the male gently helped her off the bike, grabbed her hand and began to guide her into the building. Even though she can’t see anything Lilith was able to hear a bunch of excited children scream out ‘Adrian’ and even an elderly, female, voice saying something along the .lines of ‘it’s nice to see you again Adrian.’ She also felt him carrying her for some reason, blushing a bit at this, before feeling herself having her feet set upon the floor. This was when Adrian carefully took Miss Shadow’s blindfold off.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“We’re here.”
He said in a relaxed way, with a light smile on his lips, as Lilith was quite surprised by what she could see. Adrian was currently sitting on a clean bed, big enough for a young teenager, and there were twenty-four other beds like this in the room. There was only one window in the room and it was not only at the end of the area, but it also had a Star of David on it. At the side of the room is a decently sized fireplace, with a crucifix on the centre of it, and at the other side of the room is a box that looks like a treasure chest full of teddy bears, action figures and dolls.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“What a wonderful place this is…sure was cold during the winter and we all only had enough clothes for one each…but this was where all my happy childhood memories are.”
Those words snapped Miss Shadow out of her thoughts as her eyes were now fully focused on the man in front of her, her face showing concern as she carefully sat down next to him on the bed.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“When I was two both of my parents passed away for reasons that I never knew, hell I only knew of their names when I visited their gravestones at the age of six. Margaret Simpson, or Missus Simpson like we usually call her, was handed me by a wandering police officer…so she raised me in this very orphanage all the way until I was old enough to go to, and live at, the University of Chicago. Even though I never once experienced what it would be like to call somebody ‘mama’ and ‘papa’…Margaret is the closest thing I’ll ever have to a parent while all these orphans, young and old, are the closest things I currently have to brothers and sisters.”
JOBS’ PSYCHOTHERAPIST, LILITH SHADOW
“So you…were an…”
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Orphan? Yes…this is my greatest motivation to look forwards and never back…this is my greatest secret…this is who I am.”
His eyes, his vice, his body language and tone…all was full of passion as the outspoken superstar told Lilith of his one big secret. Tears was actually welling up eyes as he said his words, knowing why the man in front of her would have kept this a secret from so many people, and Adrian Jobs…no…Adrian Gallahan moved his right hand moved to her face and wiped a tear off her face before asking just one question.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“So do you accept who I am?”
JOBS’ PSYCHOTHERAPIST, LILITH SHADOW
“…Y…Y-YES!”
The moment she made her answer the young psychotherapist threw herself into Adrian’s hands and pressed her lips against his in a slightly demanding way…and Adrian actually replied with pressing his lips back passionately while his hands moved around her, holding his new girlfriend close to him as they kiss each other. What happened afterwards? Did they go all the way inside this orphanage? Probably not but one thing is absolutely certain…today is certainly going to be marked as the most ‘Rated: AWESOME!’ day in the AWESOME! One’s life.
THEY ARE BEAUTIFUL
Adrian Jobs is sleeping on his bed, in nothing more than the same boxer shorts he put on when he shot his promo earlier today. Shot a promo and officialised his relationship with Lilith Shadow, this is probably one of Adrian’s best days ever…yet he looks completely smashed. Did he have a lot of pints at some bar in celebration or something? Either he did or didn’t, his sleep was put to an end when his alarm clock began to sound off at midnight. The Chicago male’s eyes instantly open as he rolled off the bed, sprung up to his feet and punched the clock clean off the side before rushing off to a cupboard that wasn’t in the room earlier today…it must have been added while he was drunk. Adrian swung the cupboard open to find an almost endless amount of wire attached to some kind of audio recording device while the other end of it was connected to a microphone. Without even thinking Adrian grabbed the microphone in his right hand and pressed the record button before holding the microphone to his lips as he almost throws himself out of his room.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“I never knew girls existed like Trish. But now that I do I’d really like to get to know you.”
He’s…singing!?! Out of all the things Adrian could do, he’s singing!?! After singing the start of his song he began to run down the corridor and the stairs as he continued his drunken singing.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“The girl’s so sweet but what she doesn’t know. Is that she has my belts and they’re coming home. Trish is quite kind but she doesn’t know. Is that she has my belts and they’re coming home…”
Run down the stairs…more like bumble as Jobs almost fell completely down them twice yet didn’t faze the Chicago born superstar as he blatantly jumped over the last few steps, ran over to the sofa and leaped himself onto it before continuing his rather mad song.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“They are beautiful. They are beautiful. They are beautiful. They are beautiful. Those belts are coming home.”
Instantly after producing his chorus the AWESOME! One sprung off the sofa before doing kind of weird walking dance thing pink did in her ‘Funhouse’ music video, not realising that while jumping onto the sofa he knocked a lamp clean off.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Those belts me moves that hit from all sides and when they are hitting like that they melt my eyes.”
Still the weird dance continued as, while vocalising his words, ‘Mister No Days Off’ excitably entered the kitchen and moved over to an open blender.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“The girl’s so sweet but what she doesn’t know. Is that she has my belts and they’re coming home. Trish is quite kind but she doesn’t know. Is that she has my belts and they’re coming home…”
Even though his lips and right hand are busy, his left hand was throwing things into the blender like ice-cream, bananas and even poured in a couple of beers before adding in the milk…is more alcohol really what Adrian needs, considering that is he most likely drunk as he sang his words. After finishing his latest verse the bearded one shoved the microphone down the front of his boxers and pressed the mix button…without the lid on. The result was rather messy, especially seeing a couple of pieces of banana land on his bear, but there was still a decent amount of beverage still in the thing. So, after getting those banana pieces out of his beard, Adrian grabbed the blender and poured the weird liquid into his mouth. After having his drink he placed the blender on the side, wiping the milk moustache off his face while doing so. Afterwards Adrian pulled the microphone back out from his boxer shorts, spun around and began dancing out of the kitchen, ignoring the fact that his never-ending just knocked the blender onto the floor.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“And though I don’t have a thing against you. I’ll look at your face to tell you that you have what’s mine. Don’t know what else to say…the Titan and Television Titles belongs to me if I have to strip you for those belts, then I will. Because they’re only thing I live for in the whole wide world.”
Still singing quite excitably, perhaps the alcoholic milkshake gave Jobs another energy boost? Either it did or didn’t, the male was slurring a bit with some words. While singing his words Adrian managed to get out of the kitchen without wrecking anything else and back into the living room.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“They are beautiful. They are beautiful. They are beautiful. They are beautiful. Those belts are coming home.”
While repeating the chorus the short man got halfway pass the television before doing a three-sixty spin. Why did he spin around? Probably because he thought it was cool at the time as immediately ran back up the stairs and towards the bathroom. It was in there that he stopped in his tracks and looked at his reflection for a moment before continuing.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“I ain’t got nothing to lose. I’m going for all or nothing just to beat you Trish. You look good, yes you do, but I will strip you down. Just so I can have both my Titles back.”
Moments while uttering his first line Adrian’s right hand ran through his hair and after he finished that verse he did a one-eighty before springing out of the bathroom, not realising that the wire has just knocked his toothpaste and toothbrush right into the toilet.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“I ain’t got nothing to lose. I can only live once and I want my Titles back. I will take your best, withstand your best, fight off your best and I will defeat your very best. Because those belts are beautiful, they are beautiful.”
While singing his newest verse Adrian was gallivanting through the corridor and back down the stairs, barely managing to jump over the final five steps, before leaping over the sofa again. This time, instead of sitting on the sofa, he stood in front of it while looking into the blank television screen.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“They are beautiful. They are beautiful. And at Retribution I’m going to win them back from you. They are beautiful. They are beautiful. You can be the best in the world yet I’ll be stripping you to your bra and panties to take them back. They are beautiful. They are beautiful. No amount of Californian Kisses and No Regrets will be able to save you. They are beautiful. They are beautiful. So be prepared to hand me back my Titan and Television Championships.”
As he continued to sing there is one thing that is definitely worth taking note of…keep Adrian Jobs the fuck away from any karaoke machine. This guy seriously can’t sing to save his life! Anyway, halfway through his verse Adrian spun around and started doing some kind of weird walk, that Jack Black did in one of the Tedious D music videos, towards the front door. After finishing his verse the door swung open as the bearded man jumped out of his house and landed on his two feet, possibly oblivious to the fact that he is only wearing a pair of boxer shorts.
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“Because I ain’t got nothing left to lose. I’m putting it all on the line to beat you Trish. You look good, yes you do, but you have what I want. And they are the Titan and Television Championships.”
Okay Adrian should go back inside now, right? Well instead of turning around Jobs just began to sprint down the street with the microphone still in hand, does he realise that he is almost streaking the streets of Chicago? And how bloody long is that microphone wire?
AWESOME! ONE, ADRIAN JOBS
“I ain’t got nothing to lose. And I’ll never forget the way we’ll fought for those Titles. You’re amazing, dazzling and even the best around…but Sorry, You’re Not A Winner since I’m taking my belts back at Retribution because they are beautiful. THEY ARE BEAUTIFUL!”
He continued to run down the street like a madman while singing his words, failing to notice the people looking at him through their windows. It was only when he referred to Newborn as ‘the best around’ that he stopped dead in his tracks and began to sing directly into his microphone. Could the ‘Sorry, You’re Not A Winner’ line be a reference towards Trish’s first promo against him? Either way it didn’t fully matter since Adrian shouted out his final three words with complete passion before his right hand rubbed his eyes. It was only after this that his eyes almost popped out of his head, like an anime character, and spun around before running off…perhaps he has finally woken up now and found out that he is only wearing a pair of grubby boxer shorts.
Epilogue
Here I am, at my first Retribution event, and I am currently tying my shoes…damn this tuxedo feels so unnatural. I’ve only ever worn one of these things once and that was when I was trying to have a formal meal with Lilith. Hmm, talking about that sexy girl it reminds me of yesterday…the best day of my life. Shot a simple promo without losing too much time and got to spend the entire day with Lilith Shadow. I for one was both excited, and a little surprised, to see how accepting she is to my past…since the only other person I’ve ever told was my buddy Nathan Kyle. Perhaps being an orphan had something to do with my general dislike for wearing formal clothing, since there is little difference in class between us orphans and the homeless beggars.
But luckily for me I only have to wear this suit tonight where I get to beat Trish Newborn to win back both my Titles. I know that the odds are supremely in her favour for every good reasons but nothing last forever, from her amazing momentum to two wonderful Championship reigns…and tonight I’m going to put an end to all three of those things. I do respect her but that doesn’t mean I like or hate her anymore, neither does it mean that I’m going to easy on her. I practically talked myself into this opportunity and, knowing that this could might well be my last opportunity, I ain’t going to hold anything back.
The last time the odds were this stacked against me was back when I was a rookie challenging for the Television Title…the only difference between then and now is two hundred and eighty-seven odd days. That amount of experience I’ve gained between then and now has helped me improve so much while the ass kicking Trish gave me earlier in the year as taught me not to let my ego get too big. Even though neither reign has lasted a hundred days I know that Trish has been a very impressive Champion, from defending the Television Title against Dexter Black to pinning him six days later to win Adrenaline brand supremacy. But that kid is just some Rugani underling, not me…I am Adrian Jobs, I am ‘The Main Event’ and I am the AWESOME! One.
I wish Trish Newborn the best of luck with her future, especially considering how I know she has what it takes to win the Retribution Rumble. But once our match starts and ends she’ll realise the truth that…while she’s not hopeless, she’s not worthless, she is loved and that she should never give up…her time as the Television and Titan Champion are up. I can barely hear my theme song beginning to play so I stand up and exited the men’s public locker room before heading towards the black curtains. Sorry Trish, You’re Not A Winner because this is my time now.