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All-In part 2: King's Betrayal
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(cheered; very rarely plays dirty but isn't lame either; many likable qualities)


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05-25-2022, 12:27 PM

Ring Master left the hotel and made his way to Caesar’s Palace. He had a mission, but was unaware that the odds had changed again. After walking a few blocks, Ring Master entered Caesar’s Palace dressed wearing his satin robe tied tightly. People looked at him with raised eyebrows, unsure of what to think. Ring Master walked toward the counter where the latest odds were placed.

Ring Master: Let’s see...


He searched the big board locating the XWF section. He noticed Alias was opening as the clear favorite to retain at 4:1 odds. That was no surprised considering he is one of the greatest. However, he was here to see the disrespect shown to him. Ring Master kept scrolling as the matches were listed. Eventually the X-Treme Championship caught his eyes.

Ring Master: Someone has explaining to do...

Ring Master took a picture before he cleared his throat, walking over to the cashier who was busy taking bets as Ring Master listened to everyone putting money on everyone but him. He gets a crazy idea. Pulling out his wallet, placing one hundred dollars on the on the counter.

Ring Master: Hello madam I’d like go all-in on Ring Master to become the new X-Treme Champion at XWF Leap Of Faith. It’s a long shot, I know, but I have sources that say don’t be a fool. Go all in on Ring Master.

She took the money, placing one-hundred dollars on Ringmaster and handed him the receipt. Ring Master put the ticket in his back pocket and walked over to management, wanting answers for the horrible money line. He found a young man standing nearby as Ring Master spoke.

Ring Master: Excuse me, good sir. The name is Ring Master. I would like to speak to the owner of this establishment. Can you do that for me?


The young man listened as Ring Master spoke. Once he was finished, the young man nodded in agreement. They walked upstairs to the management office. Everyone was busy analyzing the cameras, keeping cheaters in check. It surprised Ring Master when they walked past the offices and down a hallway. The two men stop in front of a gold door with the words “King Caesar”. He wasn’t sure how he would approach this, but he was going to be respectful, as he needed answers. The young man left Ring Master as he knocked on the door. A few moments went by as a voice is heard from the other side.


King Caesar: Come in.

Ring Master twisted the knob slowly, opening the door. Once he entered the room, King Caesar stood to greet him.

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King Caesar: Welcome to Caesar’s Palace. I am not usually good with faces, but you are Ring Master, correct? I will admit that I am surprised to see you in this aspect, so something must be wrong.

Ring Master was a little surprised that Caesar knew of him. It did not change the fact that a huge mistake had occurred and needed to be corrected. They shook hands as the door closed.

Ring Master: It is a pleasure to meet your acquaintance, your majesty. The trip to your beautiful palace was a last-minute decision. However, there is something I want to bring to your attention. I know you’re the only one who can make things right.

King Caesar: Have a seat and let’s talk about this issue. I am sure it is a misunderstanding.

The two men sat down and begin discussing the issue.

Ring Master: I am not here to proclaim that I am the best on the XWF roster, your majesty. However, I dislike the fact I have such horrible odds at winning the X-Treme Championship. You, of all people, know how disrespectful that looks. I am here to see what you are going to do about it, your majesty?

King Caesar listened to what was being said. Once Ring Master stopped speaking, King Caesar leaned forward to speak.

King Caesar: Before we continue, may I see the odds? It’s been a few days but I am sure they are not that bad!

Ring Master handed him the odds as King Caesar looked at it.

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King Caesar: Oh, it is far worse than I realized. First let me apologize Ring Master. I wish I could control the betting line, but that is out of my hands. All I have authority over is who comes and goes from the “palace”. The only thing I could offer to you is possibly holding a press conference in front of Caesar’s Palace. However, in order to do so, I need to be impressed. The Ring Master himself needs to tell me why he deserves a chance to speak to my people. Are you willing to do that for me?

King Caesar spoke, but a newspaper article he saw on the king’s desk distracted Ring Master. It was about Thunder Knuckles’ visit to the school where he spoke to children. He wanted to read it, but right now was not the time.

Ring Master: Yes sir, of course.

King Caesar: Good! Now before I put my neck on the line to help your “odds” because I do like what you offer. I like what you represent for your company. I need something from you. Caesar needs you to tell him why you deserve better odds. He wants you to tell him what makes you worthy over Thunder Knuckles? I am sure someone of your caliber understands why I need the information before I go to the media. They will tear me apart if I do not have validity when making such a suggestion.

Ring Master: I completely understand where you are coming from. You cannot be in a prominent position like yourself and have things go crazy. You do not ask that much of me, King Caesar, because I’m a strong conversationalist. I love talking and watching everyone react.

King Caesar: Good to hear that, but I will be the judge of that.

Ring Master had a feeling deep down King Caesar already had a bet on Thunder Knuckles. He wouldn’t be bold enough to say considering he was alone with Ring Master, but his behavior was suspect. He planned to question him about it later, but for now, he stood in front of the king and spoke loud and precise.

Ring Master: Caesar, the very fact I stand here before you proclaiming that I deserve better should tell you a lot. Thunder Knuckles would just accept fate and try to ignore it, but for me, it is about justice. I deserve better odds because I work my damn ass off! I may not have a proven track record like Thunder Knuckles, but it doesn’t mean I lay down and let him do what he wants. Ring Master will never be that weak bitch who caves to the pressure. There are some who feel I should not be in the ring against Thunder Knuckles. They feel I’m not quite ready for someone so intense, but you see my king, how should one know if they are ready if they don’t take the leap of faith and try? Do you know where I would be if I listened to people before doing something? I’d be living in my mother’s basement with a beer belly. I would have given up on my dreams a long time ago. For those who feel talent always prevails, I say this talent only gets you so far. Do the New York Yankees win the World Series every year because they spend the most on “talent?”. Absolutely not and that’s because being rich and talented gets you nowhere. Sure, eventually you might win a few here and there, but for me, I LOVE what I do. I take PRIDE in giving the people a show. Ring Master loves putting people on the edge of their seats, making them guess what will happen next. How many guys in XWF want to give the people what they want? They pay to see us perform and to most, it’s a joke, but when I get pissed off about a betting line, it should tell you something about my passion. It might be laughable to most Caesar, but in this business, we are nothing without the fans. It is a lost art to respect and cherish them and trying to do this alone is exhausting but I love them. I love winning and my odds are low no doubt but defying them is something I do every single day.

King Caesar: Interesting, please continue.

Ring Master: As you wish, my king. I know my odds are disrespectful, but it is not all bad. It gives me hope. You seem like an educated man, but for those who need to hear this, hope is the desire for certain things to happen. So, winning the X-Treme Championship in front of the beautiful United Arab Emirates city of Dubai is my hope. I do not want to give up because that is what quitters do. Caesar, you will not find a negative bone in my body. Sure, I lose matches everyone does, but I bounce back. It’s important to learn from our mistakes. That is what someone real and genuine like yours truly does. If Thunder Knuckles stood in front of you, my king, he would disrespect you. His ego is bigger than his heart at this point. When he speaks, it is foolishness! I separate myself from people like that. I’m human, with raw emotions within me. It is what drives me to always do my best. How many grown men would admit there are sensitive? Only real ones which Thunder Knuckles is not. He is a no good bastard.

Ring Master took a seat, and as King Caesar stood. He looks into the eyes of Ring Master and could see the passion and commitment as he spoke. Caesar reached out, his hand touching the shoulder of Ring Master.

King Caesar: I appreciate the time we have had today. I learned a lot about you, Ring Master. I know you’ve struggled, but the measure of a man is what he does in times like that. You stand before me seeking favor and it would be foolish to decline such an offer. If you give me a little time, a press conference will be called. You will have the spotlight and improve your own odds.

Ring Master smirked. Now was the time to confront of the king himself. Right as King Caesar walked past him toward the door, Ring Master acted.

Ring Master: You’ve got money on Thunder Knuckles, don’t you?

King Caesar turned a bit surprised by the question.

King Caesar: Excuse me?

He stood at this point face to face with King Caesar.

Ring Master: You have money on that no-good bastard Thunder Knuckles admit it.

King Caesar: What if I do? What can you possibly do about it?

Ring Master: I could do many things to you, but it’s not worth jail time or missing my match. You don’t know this about me, but I analyze everything when I walk into a room. When you gave that little speech about what I need to do in order to impress you, I noticed something.


He reached for the paper.

When I saw you had this article from Lima, Ohio, it told me you were a fan of his. It told me you believe the bullshit he tells you and those kids. I checked out the paper in your lobby when I walked inside. I was curious why you would have a paper from Ohio in your establishment, but now it makes sense. You’re a no good bastard, just like him. The fact a grown ass man would speak such vulgar language in front of children shows exactly just how pathetic that man is. I don’t care if he considers himself a God. You do not disrespect children in that way. I pray you don’t have children because if you do, your majesty; they are screwed having you as a father and Thunder Knuckles as a mentor.

King Caesar: How dare you speak...

Ring Master cuts him off.

Ring Master: Shut up! You can have a seat behind your desk because I’m not done with this by a long shot. I know for a fact the article states he was disruptive and even threatening the staff. What in the blue hell is wrong with him? That no good bastard is why we won’t send our kids to school. He is the reason school violence exist making it acceptable when it should be frowned upon. Them he makes leaders in the community like yourself buy into his bullshit and then wonders why society struggles to accept positive figures like myself. Thunder Knuckles thinks he can’t be canceled. I think it’s funny he feels people want to hear him speak when, in fact, people vomit at the thought. He claimed to not know who I was, but if you don’t know someone, then how do you know my name? Maybe the other bastards in his life spread lies about me and thought they knew who I was. Maybe his very own mother had doubts he could win against such an “unknown” Ring Master, so she told him a bedtime story, making me look like a monster that needs to be taken care of. I’m not one to judge, but his attitude strongly suggests his parents needed to spank that ass a little more often. No worries though Thunder Knuckles. I’ll be the one to show you what a real beating does. I have no issue kicking a no-good bastard right between the legs and laughing in your face.

King Caesar looked on in disbelief before dismissing Ring Master from his office.

King Caesar: May the odds not be in your favor.

Ring Master: You know what Caesar, this is not Hunger Games. This is not about the odds anymore. Truth be told, a real man makes his odds. Ring Master does not need a lousy establishment like Caesar’s Palace to determine the odds. I’m always the best man in the ring. I’m sure you will spread lies to everyone involved and make me seem desperate, and that’s fine. You’d be doing me a favor. Desperate men are the most dangerous.

Ring Master leaves the office as security escorts him out. He tried to stay respectful, but it just would not happen knowing who he supported. As they escorted him out there was a special Brotherhood Of Bastards announcement. Thunder Knuckles knew he was there thanks to Caesar. It was a pre-aired message as Ring Master listened to what was being said.

You know something Thunder Knuckles? I’m this close to New York City, so maybe one of these days I should plan a trip to your headquarters. Once there, I will show the world that you’re nothing but a brotherhood of bitches and fear me. You’re right that I am not coming to play games. I love the fact it’s a double match because I get to smash your lifeless body through both. I get to hear every bone snap throughout your bastard body. Double the steel means double the fun for the Ring Master. It’s not my first rodeo behind bars and I already know it won’t be the last.

The announcement goes off the air right as they throw Ring Master out of the establishment. Xavier Woods was waiting nearby, curious what the hell happened.

Xavier Woods: What the hell was that? Do we need to get out of town?

Ring Master: Not yet. I found out that King Caesar is working for the Brotherhood of Bitches, though. I should have known Thunder Knuckles was behind everything. Then he really had the audacity to lessen my victories here in XWF.

Xavier Woods: How so?

Ring Master: He claimed that my first victory was by Rampage getting me into the XWF because I wasn’t good enough to do it on my own. Even though I’ve been at this for a long time, I dominated the match and yet I get no credit at all. Then I put Rampage into retirement for good by destroying him without breaking a sweat. Big deal, right? According to him, not so much. He would rather focus on what have you done for me lately and bitching about the fact I even became a contender.

Xavier Woods: Look, you know how he is. He is a no good bastard and does not care about anything unless it involves him or the fellow bastards. We knew it was going to come down to a war of words and you're dumb if you thought otherwise. I’m sure he is just annoyed by you coming for that title.

Ring Master: You know what, Xavier?

Xavier Woods: What?

Ring Master: I’m glad the bastard wants a war. I’m glad he feels comfortable with the odds being in his favor. It will make it life sweeter when I win the fucking war and take the one thing the bastard cherishes the most.

Ring Master took a moment to settle his soul. He got that look in his eye, and Xavier needed him to keep his cool.

Xavier Woods: Just calm down and take a moment to gather yourself. Ring Master does that and looks Xavier in the eyes.

Ring Master: You what is the creepiest thing about Thunder Knuckles is?

Xavier Woods: Not a clue

Ring Master: The fact he worships a bastard God. How creepy is that?


Xavier Woods: It’s creepy alright, but perhaps he feels comfortable doing it?

Ring Master: I don’t give a damn anymore, Xavier. I pray to my God every night. I pray he protects me and keeps me safe, but Thunder Knuckles needs to man the hell up and fight his own battles. The whole when God is with me, who can be against me logic, goes out the damn window. It’s a double cage match. Pain is going to happen. Blood is going to spill, but a no-good bastard will be slayed and even his bastard God can’t stop that from happening. Let’s go!

The guys check out of the hotel and gather everything. Xavier and Ring Master get back in his car and head to the airport. They find a flight and wait to board. Once the plane arrived, there is a line to get on as the scene fades with Ring Master and Xavier disappearing around the corridor, entering the airplane.

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