Post by JC Keeton on Oct 29, 2021 12:26:28 GMT -5
JC Keeton was busy packing his bag to leave for the Tara Fenix Charity Cruise when he walked into the living room of the apartment he shared with his girlfriend Xiuhau "Dizzie" Zhou who was feeding their daughter Lian a bottle. He went into the kitchen and opened the cabinet to grab what he was looking for to toss into his bag for the trip. On the way back through the living room he stopped and watched as Dizzie finished up Lian's bottle, got a good burp, and laid her in a small bassinet by the couch.
"You know I just thought about something…"
Before he could finish his statement a knock came at the door and JC was quick to get it since the baby was starting to fall asleep and in just a few short days he'd found out those moments are precious. He opened the door and standing there with a bag over his shoulder is their former roommate and JC's childhood best friend Max Beckett. Max had been working in Las Vegas as a stand up comedian the last year. The tall African American young man had a huge grin on his face.
"Max?"
"What up dawg? We bout to be on a boat!"
He starts dancing around singing "Boats N' Hoes" from Step Brothers. JC quickly placed a hand over Max's mouth.
"Holy shit you're loud."
JC removes his hand and Max being quite a bit taller peeks over JC's shoulder into the apartment and whispers.
"What the fuck is that bro?"
JC shakes his head.
"It's a baby dumbass."
"Did you steal it?"
He then glances at Dizzie.
"Oh hey girl!"
She gives a little wave. JC motions for him to bring the volume down.
"Just talk normal fool, you ain't gotta whisper but don't scream either."
"Aight dawg. So I'll ask again, where that baby come from?"
JC looks at Dizzie who just shakes her head.
"She's ours."
JC points to himself and Dizzie so Max wouldn't think he meant him and JC had a baby, he's pretty dumb. Max grins.
"Aw shit get it boy. But.. that's a pretty good size baby y'all didn't just make it right?"
"No Max, that's not how it works. You've smoked all your braincells away. You and Chris Page would get along."
"Who?"
"He's one of my opponents on this Cruise I'm about to leave for."
Max pumps a fist in the air.
"Yes I was hoping I wouldn't be the only one sparking up on the boat."
"What are you even talking about?"
"Didn't that fine ass blue haired honey tell you? She hired me to do my act on the Cruise. She kinda old and got a man but I'd still hit it."
JC laughs.
"Cashe would murder you."
Max flexes and while his bicep is pretty large, yes Cashe would murder him.
"Na dawg I ain't tryin to be no homewrecker, I'm sure they'll be plenty of single ladies for me to lay some of this Max Beckett charm on. Yo maybe we can see if they'll put us in rooms next to each other, it'll be like old times when the three of us lived together."
JC looks over to Dizzie.
"Well I was about to ask her if she wanted to go with me when you showed up. Tara was saying the Cruise is family friendly and a lot of people will be bringing their kids. It could kinda be like our first family vacation. What do you think?"
Amused by everything, she let out a laugh before thinking it over.
“I think we got ourselves one hell of a first vacation. I’ll help pack all we need.”
She stands up and goes to pickup Lian to take her into the bedroom to start packing but JC stops her and walks over and bends down and kisses the baby on the forehead.
"Ok now you can take her. I'll be in to finish up, I'm almost done with my stuff but I'll help you get her stuff together."
She picks up the baby and walks into the bedroom as JC motions Max inside and shuts the door behind him.
"Bro that's wild y'all got a baby. I didn't even know she was back around."
JC sits down on the couch. Max puts his bag down and takes a seat in the recliner.
"It's unreal man, I'm legitimately happiest than I've ever been in my life. She took off cause she was afraid of how I'd take it but as you can see once we talked about it things are pretty much back to normal except we've got a baby now."
Max kinda laughs.
"That's a big "except" but I know you gonna be a good Daddy. I'm glad she's back too, you was kind of a whiney bitch without her around."
Now JC laughs but then stops mid laugh and gets fake serious.
"This whiney bitch can kick your ass even though you're six inches taller and got forty pounds on me."
Max looks a little intimidated.
"I'm just kidding man, you've done plenty I should have beat your ass for and never did. I'm happy to see you bro, this Cruise is gonna be a lot of fun."
"Hell yeah it is, I'm ready to get blazed, tell some jokes, and hit on some honeys while you do your thing in the ring. Lots of buzz about you right now in this wrestling thing."
JC just shrugs.
"I'm kind of a big deal."
"You kinda got a big head dawg, but I guess you earned it."
They both share a laugh as we fade.
JC Keeton. Lochlyn Cade. Buried at Sea match on Tara Fenix's Charity Cruise. A year in the making… hell my entire lifetime in the making gone as quick as the snap of your fingers. This wasn't just a match. It was supposed to be closure and now I gotta wait to end this thing with my jealous lowlife cousin once and for all. But… The Promethean dropping out might just be a blessing in disguise. Beating him like I absolutely have zero doubt that I would have would have brought me a great deal of satisfaction but it does nothing for my career cause no one gives a shit about Lochlyn Cade.
On the other hand, as much as it shouldn't mean anything at this point in either of their careers, beating Chris Page and Graham Clauson is a big deal. That's a big name and much lesser name but a veteran all the same that when I'm back on dry land I'll be able to say I have a victory over. That list is growing and it's already full of current and former World Champions. A couple more can never hurt. I just don't know if Clauson has ever been a World champion but there's some old saying about sunshine and a dog's ass that I can't remember so probably.
I know Chris Page has been a World Champion cause it's right there in his Twitter bio for the whole world to see. He's had eighteen of them, seven more than my old man so color me impressed. The big question though is when was the last one? Was it this century? Was I alive yet? Had cell phones been invented? Did he look as pregnant as he does now? Inquiring minds want to know. What I'm getting at here folks is this mother fucker is old.
I know I can't base my entire opinion of him on the fact he's just a few years away from collecting a check from the government every month. He's obviously still got some skills cause people continue to book him. Time may have taken a toll on his body and so have doughnuts but you don't unlearn to wrestle. The dude was really good at one point and somewhere deep down under years of hard living and bad life choices that guy that was on the poster on my wall growing up is still there.
That's right, I admit it. I'm a CCP fan. I mean how could I not be? He was great. I think my Dad was a little jealous of my fandom for him and the fact that their paths never crossed is a real shame. Not sure who I would have rooted for in that one to be honest. My Dad was a dick and Page always had that "cool" factor that even if he was hated deep down you wanna cheer for him. Don't get it twisted though, if given the opportunity I'll cripple his old ass before his Medicare kicks in and he'll go broke paying hospital bills. Our careers are on a different trajectory, mine's on a meteoric rise while his is fizzling out as fast as his walking farts slip out when he wakes up in the morning.
Then there's Graham Clauson. I know his name, unlike most including the organizers of this Cruise (Hi Tara, tell Jennie I'm sorry again.) I was in the crowd for his grand return to OCW but nobody even remembered or cared that he'd already been there. He rambled on and on and by the time he was done half the crowd was taking a nap or a piss. I didn't, sat and listened even though I wanted to gouge my eyes out and shove sharp objects into my ears from seeing and hearing him for so long.
The reason I sat and watched and listened to what he had to say is because I knew I had a contract offer from them on the table and figured our paths would cross there. Sadly that won't be the case now but I welcome the opportunity to face him because he brings something different than Page does. He's the odd man out and the least "known" of the three of us but that makes him dangerous and it'd be foolish to write him off.
I said on Twitter that he knows he's just here to take the fall and protect the real stars because all the dirtsheets and podcasts are saying Keeton vs. Page is the money match. I don't believe that he took this match expecting anything less than to win though but sadly his expectations and reality are very different. There's only two options for an outcome in this match and that's Keeton pins Clauson or Page pins Clauson and his role is the same in both those scenarios.
I do appreciate him being the first person to step up when Cade dropped out but if I'm being totally honest if he'd been the only one to volunteer I'd still be on the Cruise to support my friends and to take part in all the fundraisers but I wouldn't be competing. There's absolutely nothing I'd gain from beating Graham Clauson in a one on one match. It's not like beating Page because he WAS one of the best in the world at one point like I am now but Clauson has never been considered one of the best even though he's been doing this as long as he has. He's ten years past a prime that never came and I'm ten years from hitting mine.
What this all boils down to is that this was a match originally made to showcase me and that’s still what it is, I just don’t hate my opponents to the point I wanna throw them off the boat and hope a shark eats them.
"You know I just thought about something…"
Before he could finish his statement a knock came at the door and JC was quick to get it since the baby was starting to fall asleep and in just a few short days he'd found out those moments are precious. He opened the door and standing there with a bag over his shoulder is their former roommate and JC's childhood best friend Max Beckett. Max had been working in Las Vegas as a stand up comedian the last year. The tall African American young man had a huge grin on his face.
"Max?"
"What up dawg? We bout to be on a boat!"
He starts dancing around singing "Boats N' Hoes" from Step Brothers. JC quickly placed a hand over Max's mouth.
"Holy shit you're loud."
JC removes his hand and Max being quite a bit taller peeks over JC's shoulder into the apartment and whispers.
"What the fuck is that bro?"
JC shakes his head.
"It's a baby dumbass."
"Did you steal it?"
He then glances at Dizzie.
"Oh hey girl!"
She gives a little wave. JC motions for him to bring the volume down.
"Just talk normal fool, you ain't gotta whisper but don't scream either."
"Aight dawg. So I'll ask again, where that baby come from?"
JC looks at Dizzie who just shakes her head.
"She's ours."
JC points to himself and Dizzie so Max wouldn't think he meant him and JC had a baby, he's pretty dumb. Max grins.
"Aw shit get it boy. But.. that's a pretty good size baby y'all didn't just make it right?"
"No Max, that's not how it works. You've smoked all your braincells away. You and Chris Page would get along."
"Who?"
"He's one of my opponents on this Cruise I'm about to leave for."
Max pumps a fist in the air.
"Yes I was hoping I wouldn't be the only one sparking up on the boat."
"What are you even talking about?"
"Didn't that fine ass blue haired honey tell you? She hired me to do my act on the Cruise. She kinda old and got a man but I'd still hit it."
JC laughs.
"Cashe would murder you."
Max flexes and while his bicep is pretty large, yes Cashe would murder him.
"Na dawg I ain't tryin to be no homewrecker, I'm sure they'll be plenty of single ladies for me to lay some of this Max Beckett charm on. Yo maybe we can see if they'll put us in rooms next to each other, it'll be like old times when the three of us lived together."
JC looks over to Dizzie.
"Well I was about to ask her if she wanted to go with me when you showed up. Tara was saying the Cruise is family friendly and a lot of people will be bringing their kids. It could kinda be like our first family vacation. What do you think?"
Amused by everything, she let out a laugh before thinking it over.
“I think we got ourselves one hell of a first vacation. I’ll help pack all we need.”
She stands up and goes to pickup Lian to take her into the bedroom to start packing but JC stops her and walks over and bends down and kisses the baby on the forehead.
"Ok now you can take her. I'll be in to finish up, I'm almost done with my stuff but I'll help you get her stuff together."
She picks up the baby and walks into the bedroom as JC motions Max inside and shuts the door behind him.
"Bro that's wild y'all got a baby. I didn't even know she was back around."
JC sits down on the couch. Max puts his bag down and takes a seat in the recliner.
"It's unreal man, I'm legitimately happiest than I've ever been in my life. She took off cause she was afraid of how I'd take it but as you can see once we talked about it things are pretty much back to normal except we've got a baby now."
Max kinda laughs.
"That's a big "except" but I know you gonna be a good Daddy. I'm glad she's back too, you was kind of a whiney bitch without her around."
Now JC laughs but then stops mid laugh and gets fake serious.
"This whiney bitch can kick your ass even though you're six inches taller and got forty pounds on me."
Max looks a little intimidated.
"I'm just kidding man, you've done plenty I should have beat your ass for and never did. I'm happy to see you bro, this Cruise is gonna be a lot of fun."
"Hell yeah it is, I'm ready to get blazed, tell some jokes, and hit on some honeys while you do your thing in the ring. Lots of buzz about you right now in this wrestling thing."
JC just shrugs.
"I'm kind of a big deal."
"You kinda got a big head dawg, but I guess you earned it."
They both share a laugh as we fade.
JC Keeton. Lochlyn Cade. Buried at Sea match on Tara Fenix's Charity Cruise. A year in the making… hell my entire lifetime in the making gone as quick as the snap of your fingers. This wasn't just a match. It was supposed to be closure and now I gotta wait to end this thing with my jealous lowlife cousin once and for all. But… The Promethean dropping out might just be a blessing in disguise. Beating him like I absolutely have zero doubt that I would have would have brought me a great deal of satisfaction but it does nothing for my career cause no one gives a shit about Lochlyn Cade.
On the other hand, as much as it shouldn't mean anything at this point in either of their careers, beating Chris Page and Graham Clauson is a big deal. That's a big name and much lesser name but a veteran all the same that when I'm back on dry land I'll be able to say I have a victory over. That list is growing and it's already full of current and former World Champions. A couple more can never hurt. I just don't know if Clauson has ever been a World champion but there's some old saying about sunshine and a dog's ass that I can't remember so probably.
I know Chris Page has been a World Champion cause it's right there in his Twitter bio for the whole world to see. He's had eighteen of them, seven more than my old man so color me impressed. The big question though is when was the last one? Was it this century? Was I alive yet? Had cell phones been invented? Did he look as pregnant as he does now? Inquiring minds want to know. What I'm getting at here folks is this mother fucker is old.
I know I can't base my entire opinion of him on the fact he's just a few years away from collecting a check from the government every month. He's obviously still got some skills cause people continue to book him. Time may have taken a toll on his body and so have doughnuts but you don't unlearn to wrestle. The dude was really good at one point and somewhere deep down under years of hard living and bad life choices that guy that was on the poster on my wall growing up is still there.
That's right, I admit it. I'm a CCP fan. I mean how could I not be? He was great. I think my Dad was a little jealous of my fandom for him and the fact that their paths never crossed is a real shame. Not sure who I would have rooted for in that one to be honest. My Dad was a dick and Page always had that "cool" factor that even if he was hated deep down you wanna cheer for him. Don't get it twisted though, if given the opportunity I'll cripple his old ass before his Medicare kicks in and he'll go broke paying hospital bills. Our careers are on a different trajectory, mine's on a meteoric rise while his is fizzling out as fast as his walking farts slip out when he wakes up in the morning.
Then there's Graham Clauson. I know his name, unlike most including the organizers of this Cruise (Hi Tara, tell Jennie I'm sorry again.) I was in the crowd for his grand return to OCW but nobody even remembered or cared that he'd already been there. He rambled on and on and by the time he was done half the crowd was taking a nap or a piss. I didn't, sat and listened even though I wanted to gouge my eyes out and shove sharp objects into my ears from seeing and hearing him for so long.
The reason I sat and watched and listened to what he had to say is because I knew I had a contract offer from them on the table and figured our paths would cross there. Sadly that won't be the case now but I welcome the opportunity to face him because he brings something different than Page does. He's the odd man out and the least "known" of the three of us but that makes him dangerous and it'd be foolish to write him off.
I said on Twitter that he knows he's just here to take the fall and protect the real stars because all the dirtsheets and podcasts are saying Keeton vs. Page is the money match. I don't believe that he took this match expecting anything less than to win though but sadly his expectations and reality are very different. There's only two options for an outcome in this match and that's Keeton pins Clauson or Page pins Clauson and his role is the same in both those scenarios.
I do appreciate him being the first person to step up when Cade dropped out but if I'm being totally honest if he'd been the only one to volunteer I'd still be on the Cruise to support my friends and to take part in all the fundraisers but I wouldn't be competing. There's absolutely nothing I'd gain from beating Graham Clauson in a one on one match. It's not like beating Page because he WAS one of the best in the world at one point like I am now but Clauson has never been considered one of the best even though he's been doing this as long as he has. He's ten years past a prime that never came and I'm ten years from hitting mine.
What this all boils down to is that this was a match originally made to showcase me and that’s still what it is, I just don’t hate my opponents to the point I wanna throw them off the boat and hope a shark eats them.
