Post by Tyson Gregory on Apr 23, 2017 4:07:30 GMT
Dreams Of The Fathers
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**Dreams Of The Fathers**
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Ally walks out to the poolside, stretching out slightly she runs her hand through her long blonde hair with a light chuckle as she spots Tyson lounging about in the pool. "Hey baby, how was the workout?" Tyson smiles. "It was fine, how was yours?" He looks at her through his dark sunglasses. He floats on a pool inflatable in his blue swim trunks. She looks down at her white jeans and smirks "By workout you mean shopping? Or are you trying to trick me?" She looks back at him with a smile "I was resting my ankle as promised, no workout today!"
"Good I'm glad you have been giving yourself time to recover some." He playfully splashes water her way. She shrieks and backs away from the pool edge, dropping down into a lounger with a laugh "So, you see Sarah hit me up this morning?" He takes a sigh. "Yeah, I did see that." He smoothly runs his hands through the water on each side of his inflatable. "And?" She cocks her brow at him "Come on, you usually have an opinion, I want to hear it..." He keeps casually moving his hands through the water. "Nope." She huffs and leans back against the lounger "Liar..."
"What would you like me to say Ally?" He shrugs. "I don't HAVE TO have an opinion on everything do I?" She shakes her head and tilts her head back, closing her eyes as the warmth of the sun hits her face "Nope, you don't." She lifts her hands to rest behind her head "As for what I want you to say? Nothing, clearly you don't have anything TO say..."
"Well, are you going to train with her?" He drips a few drops of water onto his chest and abs. She shakes her head, her eyes still closed "No, no I am not." He drips more water."Oh, why not?"She opens her eyes and turns her head to look at him "Because despite Lacklan being something resembling a friend, you're being passive aggressive as fuck with me right now and I'm sure it's because she's your opponent for the blow out show so..." Ally shrugs slightly and goes back to closed eyes sun bathing "It's just easier for me to say no."
"Well I do find it funny that she would wait until we have a match to hit me up, she's dumb but she's no idiot." Tyson runs his hands in the water again. She nods slightly "So you do have an opinion love?" She glances out the side of her eyes to look at him "You think I trust her? Come on baby you know me better than that... Just like you know this whole, playing games thing is irking me, so just get it all out there already!" He sits up, straddling the inflatable, legs dangling in the water. "I just did. She's trying some stupid mind games thing where she tries to get buddy with you but still shit talk you behind your back like before." He smiles. "I know you see it but I also know you have an affinity for homing strays." He smirks at her.
She turns her head fully to look at him with a light smile "I have a warm heart under all that televised personality exterior... But I know what she's doing and I'm going to use it to fuck with her.." Tyson sighs. "I'd rather you not... You should focus on your match with Adrien. Not playing mind games with the inhabitants of the island of misfit tag teams." She slides off the lounge, walking over to the side of the pool she sits down, dangling her fingers in the water she looks up to Tyson with a sigh "I'm worried about my ankle Ty..."
He hand paddles over to the edge of the pool. "I thought it was feeling good and all that?" She shakes her head and extends her leg, rolling up her jeans she shows him some bruising around where the break was "That cunt on Anarchy really set the break back a bit, I know I probably should have given it the extra few weeks the docs wanted, but it was feeling great..." she forced a smile "But it'll be fine come the show, that's weeks away!"
"Well when I get that feeling..." he smirks at her. "I'll give you that... Sexual healing." He laughs a bit. She splashes him with a playful groan "Fair warning, you bring that boot anywhere near me over the next couple of weeks and it's getting thrown at your head." She pokes her tongue out before bringing her leg back in to sit cross legged "So you think Lacklan just wants to fuck with us both huh?"
"No, I know she is. In her mind that's her only shot she has against me is to try to worm into what we have." He shrugs. "Kind of sad really." She nods "She's always pulled at my skirts, desperately trying to get my attention and you... well..." she laughs and rolls her eyes "I know what she's like... I know she thinks she's so smart and this is the time to pounce, but I haven't forgiven or forgotten all the shit she pulled in the past." Alły hesitates for a second and shakes her head "But you're right and a distraction from Cochrane is the last thing I need, so it'll just be a flat out no."
"You could go for coffee and see if she melts like the wicked witch of you throw water on her..." Tyson grins. She smirks and shakes her head "I'm more worried if I get that close she's going to try and eat me..." Ally frowns "She is still a vampire, right?"
"Angry half Lesbian, half boner garage. Wannabe Singer, Actress and vampire with big time daddy issues?" He shrugs. "But who's keeping track?" She lets out a loud laugh and shakes her head, leaning back slightly she raises an eyebrow at him "Well... now there's several reasons I have concerns for her trying to eat me." She pushes up from the floor and stands, dusting off her hands. "Well, I won't be meeting her for training, or coffee... She thinks she's playing me but she's not." Ally drops her hands to her hips with a sigh "And next time, don't make me bitch at you to tell me how you feel, passive aggression doesn't suit you at all babe." He shrugs. "Not really passive aggressive. Just more so that I doubted you go train with my very next opponent randomly."
She smirks "Then why didn't you just say that?" She leans over the pool and sticks out her tongue "You gotta make me work for everything?" He smirks at her as his raises his sunglasses and places them on top of his head. "Can't have you getting bored with me now can I?” She laughs and takes a step back from the pool "Bored with you? Baby... We're about to start a whole new journey both personally and professionally... We don't have time to get bored with each other!" Tyson smiles as he scratches at his head. "Hey is your phone in your purse?"
She frowns slightly "No it's on the counter, why?" He smiles again. "Well I want a kiss from you and I don't want to worry about a call interrupting us." He leans just out of the pool and puckers his lips.She leans down towards him and he pulls her into the pool.
After she hits the water she stands up with a gasp, pushing her wet hair out of her face she turns and punches his shoulder with a yell "TYSON!" Rubbing the water off her face she shakes her head "I swear to god one of these days I'm going to kill you!" She can't help but laugh as she scolds him, shaking her head. He slides off the inflatable raft and moves over to her. "Yeah but today is not the day." He gives her a kiss before she jumps up and dunks him under water.
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Shutters on the Beach Hotel in Santa Monica, California: April 15th 2017
Ally reaches across the bed to gently tickle Tyson's ear as he sleeps, the sheet kicked off, the California heat meaning she was sleeping in nothing but a pair of tiny shorts and a very small sports bra, she rolls closer to him with a smile and tickles his ear again. Tyson, only in his boxers, grabs onto her and pulls her close against him. "Good morning Miss tickles." He smiles as he kisses her lips. She smiles against his lips and leans her head back on the pillow "This heat is insane..." she traces her fingers down his bare chest with a smirk "But it does have its perks!"
"You mean the heat coming off of you, my smoking hot fiancée?" He smirks at her and kisses her nose. She laughs and rolls her eyes "So cheesy!" She pushes up on the bed to slide on top of him, placing her hands on his chest "And I love it!" He raises his eyebrow. "Is that so... Allyson Gregory?" He smirks up at her. "How does that sound in your ears?" She leans down and kisses him softly "Like I've been waiting my whole life for it..." she kisses him again "And every second was worth the wait."
"Well we should just kick Aiden and Sofie off stage and get married then. Sofie is pregnant, she'll bounce." He smirks as she laughs and sits up, shaking her head "Whatever day they have planned, I know it can't compare with what I have planned..." she smirks slightly and stretches "Expertly planned to be entirely imperfect just like us..." He chuckles. "Yeah you have been Super Wedding Woman with the one." He shrugs. "Makes sense since you'll never have a need for another one." She wriggles against him a little with a wide grin "All roads led me to you baby... My soul mate!" She looks down at him with a soft expression, love in her eyes "You make me happier than any words could ever express..."
"I'm only returning the favor Ally. You have quieted my demons, stoked my fires of love and made me the happiest man in the world." She sniffs slightly and shakes her head "Cheater..." she laughs softly and wipes at her eyes, before looking back down at him "I never thought I would actually be happy, truly and completely happy... I figured that okay was the best I'd ever get." Her fingers dance over his skin as she talks "And then there you were, you made me feel worth it, deserving... You took everything I thought I knew about myself and changed it entirely." One of her hands grabs the bullet around her neck and she smiles again, shaking her head once more "You redefined love and you continue to every single day."
He grins ear to ear. "You trying to make me cry? Damn and here I thought I was the deep and sensitive one." He gently rubs along her exposed legs. "I love you baby." She tilts her head slightly as she looks down at him "I love you too and I can't wait to be your wife." She playfully taps his legs "But first we are gonna celebrate Aiden and Sof, if they're even half as in love as we are... they're going to have an amazing life." Her fingers linger on his legs as she stares down into his eyes "I will never be able to thank the universe enough for giving me you..."
He smile. "By living a happy and healthy life. Leaving the world better than when you came into it." He smiles. "See? Deep." She laughs a little and nods her head "You're very deep babe..." she sighs slightly and looks back into his eyes "Can I tell you a secret?" He smirks. "Anytime." She leans down closer and her expression turns serious. "I'm... a little nervous about being around people drinking later..." she frowns slightly and her eyes flick to the dresser where her chip sits, as she was playing with it last night "I mean, Livi and Tanner's wedding I was all broken and it wasn't the focus... Josh and Zooey's no one was drinking much anyway, besides, we were at the gym, with our family..." she looks down slightly and bites her bottom lip "I know about three people today... I feel like I'm going to say no thank you a thousand times and I'm just..." she looks back into his eyes "A little concerned for my resolve."
"Then lean on me..." he stares into her eyes. "I will be your rock, your safe haven. You come to me and I'll be there for you." He reaches up and gently rubs her cheek. "I will never let you fall." She leans her face to his touch with a smile and a small nod "I know that I've come a long... long way... but sometimes I feel like there's still so much, like it's never really going to be done." She looks back into his eyes and just loses herself in his gaze for a moment before a bigger smile breaks out across her face "But so long as I have you, I can do it... Even if big bad Bloodletter Morrow is secretly so scared she was awake all night worrying." He smiles warmly at her. “I won't leave your side all night. Unless they have mini burgers or mini pizzas..." he chuckles. "Then I'll bring you back some." She leans down close and playfully growls at him "Fucking better... those are my two favorite things, right after you and your kisses..." Tyson smirks slyly. "Nothing mini about me babes.." He runs his hands along her legs with a smirk on his face. She bites her bottom lip with a soft sigh. "Definitely nothing mini..." she wiggles against him with a bounce of her eyebrows. He rolls his tongue over his lips for a moment. "But you want to hit the beach..." She pulls him closer against herself with a soft moan "The beach isn't going anywhere...."
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{The room is lined with various trophies, medals and plaques. There are also framed press clippings and photographs hung up or propped up in the room. Tyson Gregory walks in, looking at the various accolades the fill the room and sighs. He turns to the camera to show his Harlequin Football Club shirt and baggy jeans. He nods his head a bit and sighs.}
Tyson Gregory:
“I haven’t been in this room in a long time. You see my father was a famous rugby player for the Harlequin Football Club. He played fullback and won multiple Premiership Rugby awards. A few are on here but most of these are actually… Mine. You see, growing up, my father pushed me and pushed me into following in his footsteps. I trained regularly with his pro club taking on some of the professionals in my early teens. My father thought putting me through the training he was going through and against the talent that was on his team that I could become the next great rugby player and you know what? He was right. I won various awards and accolades that I was a very highly regarded junior talent.”
“But unlike my cousin, Tanner, who took to my father and his training since his father, my uncle, was incarcerated. I had my own dreams, my own passions and my own desires and none of them had to do with rugby. Instead my dreams took place inside of the squared circle. That’s where my passion was and it was my passion that pushed me to the states to train with Josh Anderson and the rest is history. Now, I am sure you are all wondering why I bring this up, why I bring this up? Especially you Sarah Lacklan. You see both of us have had the shadow of our fathers cast upon us. But unlike you who used your father’s name and legacy to help build who you are, I chose to break the mold and make my own name off my hard work and drive.”
“You see Sarah, for someone that has complained that no one studies up on you, that they only use what they see in some online biography… You have made that same mistake with me. Claiming to know my ‘kind’ when you really showed to know almost nothing about me. You would rather talk about how my friends or family would bully and bombard you on Twitter like you were Amber Richards or something. You said it like what happens on Twitter makes any difference in this match, but let's be honest, it has close to absolute zero impact once the bell rings. You talk about how I post gifs online like it's my battle strategy against you or other opponents when it's nothing more than my battle strategy against boredom. You see Sarah, you talked a lot about the Tyson Gregory that you see online using social media. The one that has fun, cracks jokes and is a joy to be around. That's not the Tyson Gregory you're going to get when we face in the ring.”
{A wicked smile comes to Tyson's face before he shakes his head slightly.}
Tyson Gregory:
“In that ring you are going to learn something that all my previous opponents have learned. That the Tyson Gregory you think you know, isn't the one you face in the ring. Much like my father training my in rugby, Josh Anderson pushes me in my training in wrestling. I get pushed and push myself to the point of exhaustion, to the point of puking and to the point where I go through so much hell that there is nothing you could do in a match that would top what I have done in training. I take myself to limits you never dreamed a person would willingly take themselves. Training that others have quit over, has been my warm ups. But all you see is the master of the gif online… Forget the guy that normally opens and closes the gym, putting in more work than thought possible. And why do I do that Sarah? Why do I push myself so hard and so brutally in my training? Because I fucking love it. Because I have the fucking drive and desire to be the absolute fucking best that has ever graced a wrestling ring. Because every match, no matter the opponent, I treat as it’s a world class bout. My drive, my desire and my hunger refuses me to be otherwise.”
“So when you talk about how I am some guy that has some needless and senseless bravado you think I have? That proves that you know nothing about me Sarah. That proves that just like you complain that no one sees you as more than some pale skinned vamp lady, you have only looked surface deep at what I am. You don’t see the desire and drive I used to win my first FSociety Championship, winning two matches in one night. Or the drive I had to start from the bottom and earn my way all the back to the FSociety Championship picture in the Lethal Lottery Trios Tournament when I could have just demanded my due rematch. You don’t see all of that do you Sarah? But you know what I see when I look at you? I see you kissing ass with those in charge. I see you making closed door deals for championship matches rather than earning them like any self respecting competitor would.”
“But what can you expect from someone that said she would; ‘do ANYTHING to get what I want. I would do ANYTHING to fulfil my destiny’. You know what they say about people with a talk about destiny don’t you? People who crave power look back over the mistakes of their lives, pile them all together and call it destiny. So go ahead and say that you have some grand destiny where you are going to be some hot shit in the future. But as far as what you are destined to do at Revelation? You’re destined to NOT walk out as the FSociety Champion.”
{Tyson looks at a few of the trophies for a moment and shrugs his shoulders.}
Tyson Gregory:
“You know how I know you are destined to not become the FSociety Champion? For the simple reasons that you haven’t done all those things you have claimed to do so far. Like how you claim to have set the world on fire? Come on Sarah, you have been lukewarm at best! What big win, what monumental win have you claimed that would set the world ablaze? Oh you beat Drew Stevenson? So has half of the wrestling world! Maybe you could go back a few years when that win actually meant anything in this world. You wanna say how you fucked up people? How that is ‘what you do’? Please tell me who have you fucked up? Oh you jumped someone after the match because they had easily handed you your ass each time you faced? Other than that where did you fuck people up? Oh Skittles guy? Hell, I busted his head in about two years back in Pride Pro and made him turn into a trainer. Then Ally busted him open and shaved off his hair here in FSociety so I’m sorry that if you think you ‘fucking him up’ was something cool or original when in fact it was nothing, not even footnote worthy in your lukewarm career.”
“Let me ask you this Sarah, do you have world class talent coming to this company just to test themselves against you? And on top of that did you take on this talent and leave them with their hands empty and a loss in the record books? Because that is exactly what I did when Alex Jones came here. The guy came here after being a star everywhere else and I sent his ass back to where he came from. Guess what? I heard he's making it big in who the fuck cares wrestling… But he couldn't do it here, not in the house that Chris Night built and I destroyed. Yeah, that's right Sarah, I am the biggest reasons why this company is having its last show. Talent comes in here, and I tear it to shreds. I busted up Amber Richards’ orbital bone and all but forced her into retirement. Ally and I made a laughing stock out of Rebel Ink and then I kicked Aurora’s ass to the curb. You wonder why Ally has to poke and prod at people on social media to come here to face her? Because I stripped this place to the bone of its talent and I did it the old fashioned way by killing it in the ring.”
“Don't believe me? Except for the last show where Chris Night figured I needed some time to rest I have had a match on every FSociety show in its history. You know how many times I didn't taste the sweet flavor of victory in those matches? One time. So you can talk about how your tag losses don't count or this or that draw but the fact is this Sarah… I get the fucking job done. I am a motherfucking closer and you're a motherfucking poser.”
{Tyson smirks to the camera before taking a moment to run his hands through his hair.}
Tyson Gregory:
“Empty bar… Meaning that beating me, is meaningless. Hell, you all but said that when you said that I lost this matchup as soon as soon as it was signed. Hell, you even said that the FSociety Championship is meaningless to you. That it's just the first of your soon to be illustrious career that in the grand scheme of things no one will even remember the name of that championship. Then why build it up so much? Why add all the pomp and circumstance to a match that you clearly feel you have won for a championship that's name holds no value in your mind? Why post picture after picture on Twitter calling yourself the future and final FSociety Champion if that's all meaningless? You see that championship that you see as meaningless as nothing more than a footnote in your imaginary destiny? It means the world to me. It's my current crowning achievement of my career. It's part of my drive and desire to be the absolute best this sport has fucking seen. That's why I bust my ass, that's why I kill myself in training even in matches I feel like I have won.”
“But here you get in front of a camera saying how this match was over the minute it was signed? Then why are you preparing for me? Why are you keeping up your training, lifting your weights and going on your runs? Why are you worried about twitter attacks or posting of gifs? It's because deep down you know that you need to train for this or I'll leave you so far in the dust it isn't funny. You know that you will need to push yourself beyond belief just to dream about coming close to keeping up with me. Why? Cause I am doing this for me, for my dreams, for my wants and my desires. You? Well you're just doing it because your father did it before you.”
{Tyson smirks again, his left eyebrow arching upward.}
Tyson Gregory:
And here is the part where we go full circle Sarah, the part where it all gets wrapped up pretty and shoved down your porcelain throat. You see, while you claim to be a wrestler, you are out being an actress, a member of a band, a socialite and whatever the hell else you think up. Why? Because you're heart isn't in this. When you go to bed at night you don't dream about wrestling and the pride of it all. No, you dream of the fame and notoriety that comes from it so you can build your profile and your public standing. Hell, would you even be a professional wrestler if your father wasn't? I know I wouldn't have played rugby for all those years if he hadn't. Maybe it's time you lived out your own dreams… Instead of chasing your father's failed ones.”
{Tyson extends his arms up and just grins at the camera as the scene slowly fades to black.}
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**Dreams Of The Fathers**
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Ally walks out to the poolside, stretching out slightly she runs her hand through her long blonde hair with a light chuckle as she spots Tyson lounging about in the pool. "Hey baby, how was the workout?" Tyson smiles. "It was fine, how was yours?" He looks at her through his dark sunglasses. He floats on a pool inflatable in his blue swim trunks. She looks down at her white jeans and smirks "By workout you mean shopping? Or are you trying to trick me?" She looks back at him with a smile "I was resting my ankle as promised, no workout today!"
"Good I'm glad you have been giving yourself time to recover some." He playfully splashes water her way. She shrieks and backs away from the pool edge, dropping down into a lounger with a laugh "So, you see Sarah hit me up this morning?" He takes a sigh. "Yeah, I did see that." He smoothly runs his hands through the water on each side of his inflatable. "And?" She cocks her brow at him "Come on, you usually have an opinion, I want to hear it..." He keeps casually moving his hands through the water. "Nope." She huffs and leans back against the lounger "Liar..."
"What would you like me to say Ally?" He shrugs. "I don't HAVE TO have an opinion on everything do I?" She shakes her head and tilts her head back, closing her eyes as the warmth of the sun hits her face "Nope, you don't." She lifts her hands to rest behind her head "As for what I want you to say? Nothing, clearly you don't have anything TO say..."
"Well, are you going to train with her?" He drips a few drops of water onto his chest and abs. She shakes her head, her eyes still closed "No, no I am not." He drips more water."Oh, why not?"She opens her eyes and turns her head to look at him "Because despite Lacklan being something resembling a friend, you're being passive aggressive as fuck with me right now and I'm sure it's because she's your opponent for the blow out show so..." Ally shrugs slightly and goes back to closed eyes sun bathing "It's just easier for me to say no."
"Well I do find it funny that she would wait until we have a match to hit me up, she's dumb but she's no idiot." Tyson runs his hands in the water again. She nods slightly "So you do have an opinion love?" She glances out the side of her eyes to look at him "You think I trust her? Come on baby you know me better than that... Just like you know this whole, playing games thing is irking me, so just get it all out there already!" He sits up, straddling the inflatable, legs dangling in the water. "I just did. She's trying some stupid mind games thing where she tries to get buddy with you but still shit talk you behind your back like before." He smiles. "I know you see it but I also know you have an affinity for homing strays." He smirks at her.
She turns her head fully to look at him with a light smile "I have a warm heart under all that televised personality exterior... But I know what she's doing and I'm going to use it to fuck with her.." Tyson sighs. "I'd rather you not... You should focus on your match with Adrien. Not playing mind games with the inhabitants of the island of misfit tag teams." She slides off the lounge, walking over to the side of the pool she sits down, dangling her fingers in the water she looks up to Tyson with a sigh "I'm worried about my ankle Ty..."
He hand paddles over to the edge of the pool. "I thought it was feeling good and all that?" She shakes her head and extends her leg, rolling up her jeans she shows him some bruising around where the break was "That cunt on Anarchy really set the break back a bit, I know I probably should have given it the extra few weeks the docs wanted, but it was feeling great..." she forced a smile "But it'll be fine come the show, that's weeks away!"
"Well when I get that feeling..." he smirks at her. "I'll give you that... Sexual healing." He laughs a bit. She splashes him with a playful groan "Fair warning, you bring that boot anywhere near me over the next couple of weeks and it's getting thrown at your head." She pokes her tongue out before bringing her leg back in to sit cross legged "So you think Lacklan just wants to fuck with us both huh?"
"No, I know she is. In her mind that's her only shot she has against me is to try to worm into what we have." He shrugs. "Kind of sad really." She nods "She's always pulled at my skirts, desperately trying to get my attention and you... well..." she laughs and rolls her eyes "I know what she's like... I know she thinks she's so smart and this is the time to pounce, but I haven't forgiven or forgotten all the shit she pulled in the past." Alły hesitates for a second and shakes her head "But you're right and a distraction from Cochrane is the last thing I need, so it'll just be a flat out no."
"You could go for coffee and see if she melts like the wicked witch of you throw water on her..." Tyson grins. She smirks and shakes her head "I'm more worried if I get that close she's going to try and eat me..." Ally frowns "She is still a vampire, right?"
"Angry half Lesbian, half boner garage. Wannabe Singer, Actress and vampire with big time daddy issues?" He shrugs. "But who's keeping track?" She lets out a loud laugh and shakes her head, leaning back slightly she raises an eyebrow at him "Well... now there's several reasons I have concerns for her trying to eat me." She pushes up from the floor and stands, dusting off her hands. "Well, I won't be meeting her for training, or coffee... She thinks she's playing me but she's not." Ally drops her hands to her hips with a sigh "And next time, don't make me bitch at you to tell me how you feel, passive aggression doesn't suit you at all babe." He shrugs. "Not really passive aggressive. Just more so that I doubted you go train with my very next opponent randomly."
She smirks "Then why didn't you just say that?" She leans over the pool and sticks out her tongue "You gotta make me work for everything?" He smirks at her as his raises his sunglasses and places them on top of his head. "Can't have you getting bored with me now can I?” She laughs and takes a step back from the pool "Bored with you? Baby... We're about to start a whole new journey both personally and professionally... We don't have time to get bored with each other!" Tyson smiles as he scratches at his head. "Hey is your phone in your purse?"
She frowns slightly "No it's on the counter, why?" He smiles again. "Well I want a kiss from you and I don't want to worry about a call interrupting us." He leans just out of the pool and puckers his lips.She leans down towards him and he pulls her into the pool.
After she hits the water she stands up with a gasp, pushing her wet hair out of her face she turns and punches his shoulder with a yell "TYSON!" Rubbing the water off her face she shakes her head "I swear to god one of these days I'm going to kill you!" She can't help but laugh as she scolds him, shaking her head. He slides off the inflatable raft and moves over to her. "Yeah but today is not the day." He gives her a kiss before she jumps up and dunks him under water.
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Shutters on the Beach Hotel in Santa Monica, California: April 15th 2017
Ally reaches across the bed to gently tickle Tyson's ear as he sleeps, the sheet kicked off, the California heat meaning she was sleeping in nothing but a pair of tiny shorts and a very small sports bra, she rolls closer to him with a smile and tickles his ear again. Tyson, only in his boxers, grabs onto her and pulls her close against him. "Good morning Miss tickles." He smiles as he kisses her lips. She smiles against his lips and leans her head back on the pillow "This heat is insane..." she traces her fingers down his bare chest with a smirk "But it does have its perks!"
"You mean the heat coming off of you, my smoking hot fiancée?" He smirks at her and kisses her nose. She laughs and rolls her eyes "So cheesy!" She pushes up on the bed to slide on top of him, placing her hands on his chest "And I love it!" He raises his eyebrow. "Is that so... Allyson Gregory?" He smirks up at her. "How does that sound in your ears?" She leans down and kisses him softly "Like I've been waiting my whole life for it..." she kisses him again "And every second was worth the wait."
"Well we should just kick Aiden and Sofie off stage and get married then. Sofie is pregnant, she'll bounce." He smirks as she laughs and sits up, shaking her head "Whatever day they have planned, I know it can't compare with what I have planned..." she smirks slightly and stretches "Expertly planned to be entirely imperfect just like us..." He chuckles. "Yeah you have been Super Wedding Woman with the one." He shrugs. "Makes sense since you'll never have a need for another one." She wriggles against him a little with a wide grin "All roads led me to you baby... My soul mate!" She looks down at him with a soft expression, love in her eyes "You make me happier than any words could ever express..."
"I'm only returning the favor Ally. You have quieted my demons, stoked my fires of love and made me the happiest man in the world." She sniffs slightly and shakes her head "Cheater..." she laughs softly and wipes at her eyes, before looking back down at him "I never thought I would actually be happy, truly and completely happy... I figured that okay was the best I'd ever get." Her fingers dance over his skin as she talks "And then there you were, you made me feel worth it, deserving... You took everything I thought I knew about myself and changed it entirely." One of her hands grabs the bullet around her neck and she smiles again, shaking her head once more "You redefined love and you continue to every single day."
He grins ear to ear. "You trying to make me cry? Damn and here I thought I was the deep and sensitive one." He gently rubs along her exposed legs. "I love you baby." She tilts her head slightly as she looks down at him "I love you too and I can't wait to be your wife." She playfully taps his legs "But first we are gonna celebrate Aiden and Sof, if they're even half as in love as we are... they're going to have an amazing life." Her fingers linger on his legs as she stares down into his eyes "I will never be able to thank the universe enough for giving me you..."
He smile. "By living a happy and healthy life. Leaving the world better than when you came into it." He smiles. "See? Deep." She laughs a little and nods her head "You're very deep babe..." she sighs slightly and looks back into his eyes "Can I tell you a secret?" He smirks. "Anytime." She leans down closer and her expression turns serious. "I'm... a little nervous about being around people drinking later..." she frowns slightly and her eyes flick to the dresser where her chip sits, as she was playing with it last night "I mean, Livi and Tanner's wedding I was all broken and it wasn't the focus... Josh and Zooey's no one was drinking much anyway, besides, we were at the gym, with our family..." she looks down slightly and bites her bottom lip "I know about three people today... I feel like I'm going to say no thank you a thousand times and I'm just..." she looks back into his eyes "A little concerned for my resolve."
"Then lean on me..." he stares into her eyes. "I will be your rock, your safe haven. You come to me and I'll be there for you." He reaches up and gently rubs her cheek. "I will never let you fall." She leans her face to his touch with a smile and a small nod "I know that I've come a long... long way... but sometimes I feel like there's still so much, like it's never really going to be done." She looks back into his eyes and just loses herself in his gaze for a moment before a bigger smile breaks out across her face "But so long as I have you, I can do it... Even if big bad Bloodletter Morrow is secretly so scared she was awake all night worrying." He smiles warmly at her. “I won't leave your side all night. Unless they have mini burgers or mini pizzas..." he chuckles. "Then I'll bring you back some." She leans down close and playfully growls at him "Fucking better... those are my two favorite things, right after you and your kisses..." Tyson smirks slyly. "Nothing mini about me babes.." He runs his hands along her legs with a smirk on his face. She bites her bottom lip with a soft sigh. "Definitely nothing mini..." she wiggles against him with a bounce of her eyebrows. He rolls his tongue over his lips for a moment. "But you want to hit the beach..." She pulls him closer against herself with a soft moan "The beach isn't going anywhere...."
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{The room is lined with various trophies, medals and plaques. There are also framed press clippings and photographs hung up or propped up in the room. Tyson Gregory walks in, looking at the various accolades the fill the room and sighs. He turns to the camera to show his Harlequin Football Club shirt and baggy jeans. He nods his head a bit and sighs.}
Tyson Gregory:
“I haven’t been in this room in a long time. You see my father was a famous rugby player for the Harlequin Football Club. He played fullback and won multiple Premiership Rugby awards. A few are on here but most of these are actually… Mine. You see, growing up, my father pushed me and pushed me into following in his footsteps. I trained regularly with his pro club taking on some of the professionals in my early teens. My father thought putting me through the training he was going through and against the talent that was on his team that I could become the next great rugby player and you know what? He was right. I won various awards and accolades that I was a very highly regarded junior talent.”
“But unlike my cousin, Tanner, who took to my father and his training since his father, my uncle, was incarcerated. I had my own dreams, my own passions and my own desires and none of them had to do with rugby. Instead my dreams took place inside of the squared circle. That’s where my passion was and it was my passion that pushed me to the states to train with Josh Anderson and the rest is history. Now, I am sure you are all wondering why I bring this up, why I bring this up? Especially you Sarah Lacklan. You see both of us have had the shadow of our fathers cast upon us. But unlike you who used your father’s name and legacy to help build who you are, I chose to break the mold and make my own name off my hard work and drive.”
“You see Sarah, for someone that has complained that no one studies up on you, that they only use what they see in some online biography… You have made that same mistake with me. Claiming to know my ‘kind’ when you really showed to know almost nothing about me. You would rather talk about how my friends or family would bully and bombard you on Twitter like you were Amber Richards or something. You said it like what happens on Twitter makes any difference in this match, but let's be honest, it has close to absolute zero impact once the bell rings. You talk about how I post gifs online like it's my battle strategy against you or other opponents when it's nothing more than my battle strategy against boredom. You see Sarah, you talked a lot about the Tyson Gregory that you see online using social media. The one that has fun, cracks jokes and is a joy to be around. That's not the Tyson Gregory you're going to get when we face in the ring.”
{A wicked smile comes to Tyson's face before he shakes his head slightly.}
Tyson Gregory:
“In that ring you are going to learn something that all my previous opponents have learned. That the Tyson Gregory you think you know, isn't the one you face in the ring. Much like my father training my in rugby, Josh Anderson pushes me in my training in wrestling. I get pushed and push myself to the point of exhaustion, to the point of puking and to the point where I go through so much hell that there is nothing you could do in a match that would top what I have done in training. I take myself to limits you never dreamed a person would willingly take themselves. Training that others have quit over, has been my warm ups. But all you see is the master of the gif online… Forget the guy that normally opens and closes the gym, putting in more work than thought possible. And why do I do that Sarah? Why do I push myself so hard and so brutally in my training? Because I fucking love it. Because I have the fucking drive and desire to be the absolute fucking best that has ever graced a wrestling ring. Because every match, no matter the opponent, I treat as it’s a world class bout. My drive, my desire and my hunger refuses me to be otherwise.”
“So when you talk about how I am some guy that has some needless and senseless bravado you think I have? That proves that you know nothing about me Sarah. That proves that just like you complain that no one sees you as more than some pale skinned vamp lady, you have only looked surface deep at what I am. You don’t see the desire and drive I used to win my first FSociety Championship, winning two matches in one night. Or the drive I had to start from the bottom and earn my way all the back to the FSociety Championship picture in the Lethal Lottery Trios Tournament when I could have just demanded my due rematch. You don’t see all of that do you Sarah? But you know what I see when I look at you? I see you kissing ass with those in charge. I see you making closed door deals for championship matches rather than earning them like any self respecting competitor would.”
“But what can you expect from someone that said she would; ‘do ANYTHING to get what I want. I would do ANYTHING to fulfil my destiny’. You know what they say about people with a talk about destiny don’t you? People who crave power look back over the mistakes of their lives, pile them all together and call it destiny. So go ahead and say that you have some grand destiny where you are going to be some hot shit in the future. But as far as what you are destined to do at Revelation? You’re destined to NOT walk out as the FSociety Champion.”
{Tyson looks at a few of the trophies for a moment and shrugs his shoulders.}
Tyson Gregory:
“You know how I know you are destined to not become the FSociety Champion? For the simple reasons that you haven’t done all those things you have claimed to do so far. Like how you claim to have set the world on fire? Come on Sarah, you have been lukewarm at best! What big win, what monumental win have you claimed that would set the world ablaze? Oh you beat Drew Stevenson? So has half of the wrestling world! Maybe you could go back a few years when that win actually meant anything in this world. You wanna say how you fucked up people? How that is ‘what you do’? Please tell me who have you fucked up? Oh you jumped someone after the match because they had easily handed you your ass each time you faced? Other than that where did you fuck people up? Oh Skittles guy? Hell, I busted his head in about two years back in Pride Pro and made him turn into a trainer. Then Ally busted him open and shaved off his hair here in FSociety so I’m sorry that if you think you ‘fucking him up’ was something cool or original when in fact it was nothing, not even footnote worthy in your lukewarm career.”
“Let me ask you this Sarah, do you have world class talent coming to this company just to test themselves against you? And on top of that did you take on this talent and leave them with their hands empty and a loss in the record books? Because that is exactly what I did when Alex Jones came here. The guy came here after being a star everywhere else and I sent his ass back to where he came from. Guess what? I heard he's making it big in who the fuck cares wrestling… But he couldn't do it here, not in the house that Chris Night built and I destroyed. Yeah, that's right Sarah, I am the biggest reasons why this company is having its last show. Talent comes in here, and I tear it to shreds. I busted up Amber Richards’ orbital bone and all but forced her into retirement. Ally and I made a laughing stock out of Rebel Ink and then I kicked Aurora’s ass to the curb. You wonder why Ally has to poke and prod at people on social media to come here to face her? Because I stripped this place to the bone of its talent and I did it the old fashioned way by killing it in the ring.”
“Don't believe me? Except for the last show where Chris Night figured I needed some time to rest I have had a match on every FSociety show in its history. You know how many times I didn't taste the sweet flavor of victory in those matches? One time. So you can talk about how your tag losses don't count or this or that draw but the fact is this Sarah… I get the fucking job done. I am a motherfucking closer and you're a motherfucking poser.”
{Tyson smirks to the camera before taking a moment to run his hands through his hair.}
Tyson Gregory:
“Empty bar… Meaning that beating me, is meaningless. Hell, you all but said that when you said that I lost this matchup as soon as soon as it was signed. Hell, you even said that the FSociety Championship is meaningless to you. That it's just the first of your soon to be illustrious career that in the grand scheme of things no one will even remember the name of that championship. Then why build it up so much? Why add all the pomp and circumstance to a match that you clearly feel you have won for a championship that's name holds no value in your mind? Why post picture after picture on Twitter calling yourself the future and final FSociety Champion if that's all meaningless? You see that championship that you see as meaningless as nothing more than a footnote in your imaginary destiny? It means the world to me. It's my current crowning achievement of my career. It's part of my drive and desire to be the absolute best this sport has fucking seen. That's why I bust my ass, that's why I kill myself in training even in matches I feel like I have won.”
“But here you get in front of a camera saying how this match was over the minute it was signed? Then why are you preparing for me? Why are you keeping up your training, lifting your weights and going on your runs? Why are you worried about twitter attacks or posting of gifs? It's because deep down you know that you need to train for this or I'll leave you so far in the dust it isn't funny. You know that you will need to push yourself beyond belief just to dream about coming close to keeping up with me. Why? Cause I am doing this for me, for my dreams, for my wants and my desires. You? Well you're just doing it because your father did it before you.”
{Tyson smirks again, his left eyebrow arching upward.}
Tyson Gregory:
And here is the part where we go full circle Sarah, the part where it all gets wrapped up pretty and shoved down your porcelain throat. You see, while you claim to be a wrestler, you are out being an actress, a member of a band, a socialite and whatever the hell else you think up. Why? Because you're heart isn't in this. When you go to bed at night you don't dream about wrestling and the pride of it all. No, you dream of the fame and notoriety that comes from it so you can build your profile and your public standing. Hell, would you even be a professional wrestler if your father wasn't? I know I wouldn't have played rugby for all those years if he hadn't. Maybe it's time you lived out your own dreams… Instead of chasing your father's failed ones.”
{Tyson extends his arms up and just grins at the camera as the scene slowly fades to black.}
