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John_Black Offline
Tha Soulja Of Nuthin'
TITLE - Revolution Champion



XWF FanBase:
The 'cool' kliq fans

(booed by casual fans; opportunistic; often plays dirty while setting the trends)


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02-01-2020, 03:22 PM


[The scene opens to an office somewhere in Baltimore, it pretty gloomy outside as the snow flowing down to the ground. Then we see Black sitting inside the waiting room area, signing out his life on different pieces of papers. About fifteen minutes later, he hands the forms back to the receptionist, and awaits for his meeting with someone.]

???: Black? Johnathan Blackstone?... are you here?

[Black then see’s this mid forties looking lady in spanks, uggs, and a sweater as she’s outside her door calling him to come in. Black gets out of his seat, and goes into the room. They both shake one another’s hand.]

???: So you must be Johnathan Blackstone?

Black: Yes I am, and your name is?

???: Stephanie Furner, but you can call me Steph. Let’s have a seat, and let me look over your files.


[As Black sits on long couch, Steph then sits on her chair with wheels on em and looks over his paperwork. As she flips on each pages, Black looks at the window where the snow was falling. After she was finished, she turned to him to talk to him as she was holding his paperwork.]

Steph: So Johnathan, what brings you in here today in this cold weather?


Black: You see, here to talk about a few things that’s going on in my life. I… honestly don’t know who to talk to about this towards.

Steph: Do you feel like you are lost in your own thoughts?

Black: It’s not that I feel like I am… it’s already been consumed towards my inner voice. It’s telling me… “You shouldn’t even bother in this world! No one likes YOU!”… also, I have issues with being confident in my own person.


[As Steph was writing down his words on her laptop, Black kept looking at the floor. Then Steph tries to get his attention, by tapping her glee nails on the table.]

Steph: I have a question to ask you, what is your occupation?

Black: What does that have to do with anything?... alright, by night I wrestle but by day…well... I try to be a family man but that’s hard at the moment for me. It’s like I am living a double life.

Steph: Well how so?

Black: Well you see, since like mad years ago I decided to retire from in ring competition due to two guys I can’t remember fucking me over. I already was at a low point with my esteem, so I made a choice to walk away from that life on the road. Now, I am back into that life I know is a lie towards me.

[Steph then writes down some more notes, and she nods her head as she writes it down. Black then tries to inhale and exhale, but gets heated.]

Steph: So now I’m guessing is that you have a wife, and kid at home who you feel like you’ve abandoned. I’ve seen your stuff on the net, and let me tell you something; I’m surprised you haven’t been on the news yet!

Black: Whoa whoa whoa… what a minute, how you know about all that about me? Now I’m getting to a point I want to leave here in one piece.

[Steph doesn’t answer him, and moves along.]

Steph: So from what I can tell is you have issues with self-esteem in terms of confidence in being who you truly are as person, and feeling like you aren’t good enough to take responsibilities. Well Johnathan, that’s all the time we have and you need to pay me $60 dollars. Will it be in cash or check?

[Black gets frustrated at her just prematurely ending the session abruptly, and gets up from the couch and was about to leave the room, but she managed to grab him by the arm and pulls him back onto the couch. Then she pulls out a switchblade and aims it for his throat.]

Steph: If you don’t pay for the session, I’ll have to kill you and I don’t want to do that to you. So pay up, and you’ll be spared, you understand me, nigga?

[Black then pushes her on the ground, and tries to take the blade off her hands, then the security burst in and immediately breaks it off. Then they drag Black out of the building and tossed him to the sidewalk. As they went back in laughing, Black gets on his feet and walks away in anger as the scene fades.]



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Shit, it's like I can't ever catch a fucking break man, first me and Tommy shoot up a radio station to my former therapist who's a silly dunce tried to fuck me over, and kill me. I don't know if it's god spreading karma up on my eyes, or it's the inner voice coming out to play. I have no fucking idea, and I don't know how to explain it. But here's one thing i'll admit to you all...

I'm not confident if I am a good person or not.

For all my life, i have always been portrayed as dumb, uncool, not worthy of anyones love... hell, that screenplay i've written a year ago was an accurate portrayal of my own life, either you believe it or not... i had an father who didn't give two shit about me, and if I had ever had the words to tell him is this... fuck you, dad... fuck you...

Well now that's out of my mind, I have a confession to make, it's really true that I wanted to seriously just say fuck XWF after that incident over those Trio belts, yes I understand that this company straight up abandoned, but this is the same management who once had a promising Bombshell Division before that went up in smoke. Now everybody wants to play the Chyna route and win all the gold until they can't no more. Look, I am not going to say that the women don't deserve the right to fight whatever titles that their hearts desire.... but, oh fuck it.

Back to my confession, when I left I had a regular ol day job as a office IT specialist making use of my Comp Sci degree, but by the that time, my urge to wrestle came back into my mind, and I decided to quit the comfy job where I am in a cube into being the bad person you see on camera. Maybe I am stuck at the crossroads of wanting to be the good person, and be there for everyone at anytime... but at the same token, I get tired of people not appreciating what I sacrifice for my self worth for them to toss me like diapers in the trash. Oh hell, my wife and I are separated living out our own lives, while my son is being raised by my Auntie, do I feel like bad guy for it?

No, I don't....

I never claimed to be a superman, but mere villain within my own mind. When I decided to contact Vincent about him reviving Anarchy, I had this goal to wreck whoever I want to wreck, and proclaim the THUG life in that ring and in the backstage. There won't be a happy go lucky pacifist John Black, oh no, those days are way behind me. There is a new minded black man who ready to go to war, and cause controversy. Have you seen me and Tommy spraying on Boris and Socio a year ago? That brutal beatdown i've put on Green?...

Well for now on, as I come back to Anarchy, nobody is going to fade or faze me anymore, I don't even care if I don't come out as a champion in the near future, due to having to play the game of death in order to receive someone else's crumbs on the table. You are all going to see a crazy, unfazed, inane man who's going to put the beating on everyone who comes in my way.

John MaFukkin Black is back.....

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