Post by Quentin Sharpe on Oct 3, 2014 20:38:28 GMT -6
Disclaimer: This roleplay contains scenes of a graphic and potentially offensive nature you have been warned
the life of a man who has constantly been in the shadow of his mentor, a life where the question on everyone’s lips is can he successfully step out from behind the viel his mentor cast? Is he man enough to go it on his own? Will he be as successful as the man who trained him? These are all questions that Quentin Sharpe has found himself being faced with since he unmasked himself as the protector. Many people have seen him as nothing more than Fraser Freeman’s right hand man, his hatchet man so to speak, and now with the disappearance of his mentor he has been forced into the limelight, he has had to reveal himself and step up to the plate as an individual and hang his mask up.
Now many people would feel under pressure in this situation, they would wonder do the public have a point? Can I do this on my own? Not Quentin Sharpe however, he has never had any lack of belief in his own ability. Besides he isn’t exactly going out on his own, he has his stable mates and co tag team champions at his side in the Silver Baron and Craven.
Regardless of having the solace of the back up of his team mates, regardless of his 100% belief in his own abilitys Quentin Sharpe has more pressing matters at hand. He knows he has the skill and ability to take care of business when needed, but right now his mind is diverted to other matters, the matter of his long time friend Fraser Freeman being AWOL and the more pressing matter of Freeman’s on off girlfriend Jade going off the rails.
See since the shit hit the fan so to speak Sharpe has been a very busy man, having to split his time equally between looking for his good friend and making sure Jade is kept safe and sound as her mental state unravels. On top of this he also has to juggle his responsibilities as a tag team champion. This workload would phase many a man but not Sharpe, in fact he seems to be somewhat flourishing, thriving on the pressures of having to be the glue within the sin city knights, thriving on being the man to pull it all together.
The cameras join Sharpe as he is weaving his way through the badly kept dirty back alleys of the streets of Las Vegas. No longer hidden under the mask of the protector although still donning the rest of the gear he used.
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Sharpe stops and begins to investigate the contents a near by dumpster. After rifling through he pulls out a several empty Newcastle Brown Ale bottles, a mobile phone that has been broken and a credit card.
Sharpe: Definitely him, ive seen the alias name on this card in his office documents!
See Sharpe is on the trail of Fraser Freeman, he has been searching for him ever since his disappearance. Problem is Fraser obviously doesn’t want to be found, and when a man with Freeman’s skills doesn’t want to be found you can be guaranteed no matter how close you get he will be that one step ahead of you.
Sharpe throws the items back into the dumpster and begins to walk down the alley way once more until suddenly he makes an abrupt stop. The camera pans round to show a homeless man in a sleeping bag surrounded by cardboard for warmth. The man is clutching a cheap bottle of whiskey to his chest and takes a big gulp before clutching it once more like its his baby.
Sharpe: Have you seen this man?
Sharpe holds up a photo of Fraser Freeman and the mans eyes light up.
Homeless man: Maybes I have maybes I haven’t
Sharpe rolls his eyes, he gets where this is going, clearly any information he wants out of this guy he is going to need to pay for. He goes to his top pocket and pulls out a roll of $20 bills and throws one at the homeless man.
Homeless man: He might have come through this alley but I cant really recall
Sharpe throws another $20 at the man.
Homeless: He came through here about an hour ago not sure which way he went.
Sharpe throws yet another $20 at the man.
Homeless man: He went left at the end of the alley.
Sharpe nods in appreciation rolls his remaining bills back up and places them back in his top pocket before walking to the end of the alley and turning left. This is not the first time he has been close on the trail of Freeman and he is sure it wont be the last.
As he is walking down another alley his phone rings, he pulls it out of his pocket and the caller display shows the caller as Craven, he answers the phone.
Sharpe: What is it Rick? Im close on Frase's trail!
Craven: We got a major problem Q
Sharpe: Let me guess, Jade?
Craven: uh huh
Sharpe inhales deeply and lets out a sigh
Sharpe: What is it this time?
See since Freemans disapearence not only has Jade gone straight back to her old line of work, turning tricks for money. She has also taken to alcohol and a fuck ton of pills and moonlighting outside of the pleasure dome. So Sharpe has been keeping a close eye on her and when he cant he has had Craven on the case keeping tabs on her.
Craven: She's moonlighting again dude. Only this time she has gone into a motel with a bunch of guys I recognised.
Sharpe: Recognise you say?
Craven: Yeah these asshats are known for picking up call girls and gang raping them in hotel rooms
Sharpe: Are you sure?
Craven: Deadly certain. You want me to go in and rip this asshats a new one?
Sharpe: No Rick! As I have told you before, violence is a last resort!
Craven: But Q these pricks will turn Jade to mincemeat!
Sharpe: Dont question my methods Rick! Give me the adress and just stay there and make sure no one leaves that room, im on my way.
Craven: hmmph ok. Its the delta motel.
Sharpe: Ok thats not far from me I will be there soon.
Sharpe puts his phone in his pocket and takes to his heels and begins to run down the alley springing off a dumpster and fliping over it and wall-planting and black flipping round the corner out of sight.
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Rick Craven is stood outside of his car pacing backwards and forwards on the pavement, occasionally glancing up to a motel room atop a set of stairs across a parking lot from him. He is nervously pacing chewing on his fingernails as he waits for his boss to arrive on the scene. It is clear he is a man struggling to control himself and obey the orders he has been given by Quentin Sharpe. See Rick detests the pathetic excuses for human beings lurking in the motel room across the way and if it was up to him he would be grabbing the baseball bat off the back seat of his car and giving that motel room he keeps staring up to a fresh new red paint job. It has been 10 minutes since he hung up his phone but at this moment it feels more like 10 hours.
As if from nowhere Quentin Sharpe suddenly appears behind Craven, rather surprisingly not out of breath or sweating, which is impressive given he has just been running flat out for the last 10 minutes. Craven jumps with the surprise of Sharpe calmy placing his hand on his shoulder and turns fists ready then backs down and acts shocked when realising its Sharpe.
Craven: Its about time now lets go get these asshats!
Craven opens his car door and grabs his bat, but Sharpes had comes out of nowhere and takes the bat from him and throws it to the ground.
Sharpe: Your staying here!
Craven: The hell I am! These guys need taught a lesson!
Craven bends down to pick his bat up but Sharpes foot nails it to the ground as he grabs for it, and Sharpe stares down at Craven with a calm but stern look on his face.
Sharpe: Im running the show now Rick! We do things my way, no unnecessary violence!
Craven stand to his feet shaking his head clearly irritated.
Craven: Unnecessary? Fuck knows what they doin to Jade in there man, I swear Freeman would have your balls for thi.....
Sharpe: RICK! Calm yourself, that unbridled rage, the lust for vengance in you, it is not healthy and its the same thing that fucked Frase over! An eye for an eye will make the whole world blind young Rick, violence is ALLWAYS a last resort when there is no other option!
Craven takes in a deep breath and backs down even though he is clearly unhappy about Sharpes methods he can see his point.
Sharpe: Ok so now you seem to understand me, you wait here and keep watch, can you do that.
Craven: Do I look like your typical fucking security guard? Seriously when Frase brought me in I told him not to treat me like a pawn in his team and now you show up doing exactly tha...
Sharpe: Rick this is nor the time or the place, you are not just a security guard, I consider you a man of integrity and morals! Why do you think I insisted on having you be the one keep an eye on Jade? You are way more than a lacky you are someone I greatly respect and someone I hope to oneday call a friend. We can talk about this later as for now I think I better get to business! Which room is it?
Craven looks to have calmed down, visibly reasured by the words of Sharpe. He points up to the room.
Sharpe: Ok now stay here and if nobody has left within 5 minutes grab your bat and come swing for the fences.
Sharpe strides purposefully across the parking lot and begins climbing the stairwell reaching the top and then knocks on the door.
Whispering can be heard from inside the room and little rustling noises. A man inside the room can be heard saying “stay quiet and dont move and they will go away” which Sharpe slightly hears. Sharpe rolls his eyes and mutters to himself “great so now there making me use unneccassary force” before taking a step back jumping up in the air and hitting a huge big boot on the door sending it flying open and walks in.
To his horror he sees that Jade is tied to the bed like a ragdoll, her arms tield to the bed posts at the top and bottom with ropes, lesions on her naked body clearly from being whipped, blood running from her nose and a ball gag in her mouth. In the room is 3 men one fully clothed and holding a whip, one wearing nothing but a strap on dildo and the other fully naked with an erection and has clearly just climbed off poor Jade.
Sharpe: The party is over! Now leave before I have to do something I wish to not do!
The clothed man drops the whip and charges at Sharpe whilst the other two look full of fear, the clothed man is clearly the ring leader. As the clothed man throws a punch Sharpe easily slips it and locks in a standing armbar on the man. He swings the man round and forces him forward and up against the window face first. He releases the armbar but keeps ahold of the mans arm in a arm wringer and uses his free arm to pull back the curtains.
Sharpe: Look what you have done now, making me use force. Look out across that car park. Do you see that young man pacing around his car? He is full of pent up rage. He wants nothing more than to come up here and spread your guts on the walls! The only reason he isnt is because I instructed him not to.
Sharpe picks up the volume of his voice so all in the room can here.
Now what your going to do is grab your shit and get gone! Because if you dont he will come in and trust me when I tell you, you will NOT be walking out of here.oh and boys I will only aford you this luxury the once, if I hear of you doing anything like this again I will be instructing that young man out there and various others to hunt you down like dogs got it?
Sharpe spins the man round and forces him back into the center of the room. Sharpe steps to his right and motions to the door. The clothed man waves his cohorts to leave and they grab there personal belongings hurriedly
Sharpe: you have made the right decision oh and boys I will only aford you this luxury the once, if I hear of you doing anything like this again I will be instructing that young man out there and various others to hunt you down like dogs got it?
The Three men nod in agreement as they make there way for the door and exit quickly the naked man pulling his underpants on on his way out the door and the guy with the stap on running out with it still on.
As the men exit and make there way down the stairs Sharpe rolls his eyes as he sees Craven chargin towards them with his bat. But as he looks up at Sharpe, Craven sees Sharpe shaking his head from side to side and reluctantly stops and throws his bat to the ground in anger as the men run off into the night.
Sharpe turns and goes back into the room and begins to untie the ropes that are tethering her to the bed and tears running down her cheeks. Sharpe removes the gag from her mouth and she bursts into a very loud scream followed by heavy crying. Sharpe removes the last rope and climbs up on the bed next to her and pulls her close and embraces her holding her tight.
Sharpe: shhhhhh, its ok Jade I am here now, just relax.
Sharpe strokes Jades head as he holds her tight and she begins to relax a little but still crying heavily. Five minutes go by and Jade has calmed but Craven has now apeared in the doorway and Sharpe turns his head and holds his finger to his mouth in a shhhhh motion. Craven obliges and quietly pulls the door too and sits down on the floor leaning back on it.
Silence eats up the room other than the odd sob of distress from Jade for the next half hour, until Jade finally falls asleep and Sharpe gets up out of the bed and pulls the sheets over the sleeping Jade and tucks her in tight. He walks over to the door and Craven springs to his feet and opens the door and follows Sharpe out.
Sharpe: Thanks for tonight Rick
Craven: For what? I did nothing thanks to you!
Sharpe: And thats why I am thanking you, it couldnt have been easy for you to do, I know you wanted nothing more than to layeth the smackadown on them as you put it asshats, thank you for doing it my way.
Craven: Yeah well, I cant guarantee I will do it your way all the time!
Sharpe: Thats ok the important thing is that your trying dude.
Craven nods and Sharpe extends his hand to Craven who obliges and shakes it.
Sharpe: Now Rick can you stay here and keep an eye on Jade tonight? As you know me and Baron have to defend the tag titles on Mayhem and I have a message to send to Kiss.
Craven: Yeah I can stay here and make sure she is safe
Sharpe: Good and Rick second she wakes get her out of that room, I am sure that is the last place on earth she would wish to spend another waking moment right now.
Craven nods as he goes back inside the motel room and takes up a seat by the bed.
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The scene opens up with Sharpe in his combat style fatigues and kevlar vest, he stood infront of a plain black backdrop with a white UWA logo emblazened on it. He stands tall and confident as he prepares to deliver an address to the UWA universe.
Good evening UWA universe it is I Quentin Razor Sharpe and on this very day I am here to make an anouncement to you all. An announcement that will clear the air and mop up any missunderstandings you all may have of me as a man. See when I first showed up here it was behind the safety of a mask. My first acts were ones of a violent nature. Violent attacks on people who were deemed to be deserving. I am here to tell you all, that person, them acts they are NOT me.
Sharpe shakes his head from side to side, but this is not done in an agressive manner, no much like every word he speaks is done so with calmness and delivered with precision this head shake oozes clamness itself.
See as I am sure you are all aware, when I first came here I was helping my mentor and good friend Fraser Freeman, he enlisted me to help dish out justice and protect those who needed protecting from the evils that were running riot in this once proud business. He instructed me to carry out such attacks and even against my better judgement I went through with it because Fraser is a man I have great respect for. However I only did this under the gaurentee that my true identity would never be revealed, you see it isnt my style and I didnt want everyone thinking it was.
Still speaking calmly, even when he is animated and delivering a stern point you wouldnt think it.
Fast forward a few months and low and behold Frase has gone AWOL leaving me in an imposible position. See I was faced with a decision run an akward double life and be by the side of my Sin City Knights brothers and sisters as the protecter and have them belive that I personally could care less by never being around. Or reveal myself as the protector and risk tarnishing my own reputation as a man of peace over violence.
There was never really any option in hindsight, I am not a man who can turn his back on his friends in times of need and I am not a man who can even entertain the idea that they think that of me. So I revaled myself to the world and I took my place alongside my friends, dedicated to helping the cause against ragnacock and helping pick up the pieces of the mess Fraser left behind in his absence.
There is a hint of humility in Sharpes voice mixed in with his calm delivery. A humilty that gives the impression he is a man who deeply cares for others.
But that brings me to the present moment, see I am hearing whispers, rumours flying round of people acusing me of being hypocritical, saying im a man of peace and calm yet only a few short months ago I was causing havok under a mask and that stops now! I am NOT a violent man, I am a man that values frendship and humanity and a man who will stand by his friends even if at times I have to bend my very own morals!
Now dont get me wrong I am not entirely anti violence, as im sure you all saw last Mayhem when I went extreme in the ring with my very own tag partner. No I belive that violent actions have their place but only ever and I mean EVER as a last resort! Lets face it many of the Sin City Knights boys n girls have tried and failed to help Baron contain Oblivion and this was the LAST resort, a resort I am not scared to use when it is absolutely necessary.
There is a look of calm dedication in the eyes of Sharpe, he is a man who is delivering his message in a way that leaves nobody in doubt that he will not flinch if he has to go to these levels as his last resort.
Now that I have made myself clear I think its time I moved on to talking about my upcoming match on Mayhem. A match in which me and my tag team partner Silver Baron will be defending our Tag Team titles for the very first time against K.I.S.S and first up I have to say that some of the nonsense I have heard people spouting about me and Baron mildly amusing at worst and utterly hillarious at best. See I have heard people come out and accuse me and Baron of being paper champions, a team that was thrown together at the last minute. A hometown crowd to please the hometown crowd that was undeserving of the titles in the first place.
Sharpe begins to laugh out loud uncontrallably for a few moments before steadying himself.
Im sorry I just had to let that out, see these sugestions are so insane there laughable. Granted me and Baron had never tagged together before, hell he didnt even know it was me under that mask, but we earned that title shot fair and square as a unit, as the Sin City Knights, Baron and Frase busted there asses in tag matches week in week out when they arrived here and beat anyone and everyone in the division including our opponents on Mayhem K.I.S.S, Freeman had a big rivalry with Vinny Jones and asked me to step in to the tag team match up! So to suggest that our shot at gold was unjust is frankly absurd, I was steping in on Frasers behalf, he was showing faith in me to go out there and deliver when he and Baron had built the opportunity and for that I am eternally great full.
Now back to K.I.S.S like I said you have already tasted defeat at the hands of the Sin City Knights and girls even though I have massive respect for you nothing has changed, you will once again fall at the feet of the Sin City Knights only difference is the Knight whos feet you will fall at!
Sharpe smirks at the camera and shoots a look that says ME, followed by another huge smirk. Every word spoke with calmness and delivered with clarity.
Ashley and Bethany you are a formidable team, like ourselves you have pretty much beaten anyone and everyone in the Tag team division and you have stood up for the entire company and the spirit of this great business against the Children. For that girls not only do you have my respect by you also have my applause for having bigger balls than half the locker room and standing up to what was at the time an unstoppable force.
Sharpe nods respectfully and as promised begins to clap his hands together in a round of applause for their guts and tenacity.
However girls this is where my praise stops, you see let me make this very clear. Even though you stood up against the children if it hadn’t been for the triumphant return of Brody right now this company would be being run by a bunch of sycophantic crazy ass hillbillys! Do you girls really think you have a chance against me and Baron on Mayhem? I mean come on, seriously? Do you really think you can take our titles away from us? Because if you do you are in for one GIANT reality check. I mean come on girls your just two strung out drug addicts who are so high they actually believe their own hype! I mean I get it girls, your life sucks, you’ve been through a lot of shit, so you turn to illicit substances to numb the pain and make you feel good. Theres one giant flaw in all this however, see standing infront of you on Mayhem will be a straight edge warrior, a highly tuned athlete who prides himself on his ring smarts, how in hell do you expect to beat that individual? How are two drugged up hussies who are probably drifting in and out of hallucinations about unicorns, going to outsmart a quick witted clear headed ring master? In short its simply not going to happen end of story, sorry to burst your bubble with a dose of pure reality!
Sure you two have talent im not denying it, I have seen you do things inside that ring that I have never seen anyone else do! I have seen you both excel in tough conditions against excellent opposition but like I pointed out you have never faced a man like me before!
Now call me big headed, call me over confident all you like, I know I am neither of these things I am simply a realist living in the real world whilst you two pretty young things float around with your heads in the clouds fucked up on whatever pills you managed to get your hands on this week. See you in the ring girls it will be my great honour and privilege to strike you with a razor blade loaded with reality. I just hope that the scar that is left behind serves as a big enough reminder for the error of your ways and who knows maybes it could be a symbol to clean up your act and actually go places in this company, because deep down inside I wish you both luck, but not in our match cause right now as of this very moment you don’t need luck you need a miracle!
the life of a man who has constantly been in the shadow of his mentor, a life where the question on everyone’s lips is can he successfully step out from behind the viel his mentor cast? Is he man enough to go it on his own? Will he be as successful as the man who trained him? These are all questions that Quentin Sharpe has found himself being faced with since he unmasked himself as the protector. Many people have seen him as nothing more than Fraser Freeman’s right hand man, his hatchet man so to speak, and now with the disappearance of his mentor he has been forced into the limelight, he has had to reveal himself and step up to the plate as an individual and hang his mask up.
Now many people would feel under pressure in this situation, they would wonder do the public have a point? Can I do this on my own? Not Quentin Sharpe however, he has never had any lack of belief in his own ability. Besides he isn’t exactly going out on his own, he has his stable mates and co tag team champions at his side in the Silver Baron and Craven.
Regardless of having the solace of the back up of his team mates, regardless of his 100% belief in his own abilitys Quentin Sharpe has more pressing matters at hand. He knows he has the skill and ability to take care of business when needed, but right now his mind is diverted to other matters, the matter of his long time friend Fraser Freeman being AWOL and the more pressing matter of Freeman’s on off girlfriend Jade going off the rails.
See since the shit hit the fan so to speak Sharpe has been a very busy man, having to split his time equally between looking for his good friend and making sure Jade is kept safe and sound as her mental state unravels. On top of this he also has to juggle his responsibilities as a tag team champion. This workload would phase many a man but not Sharpe, in fact he seems to be somewhat flourishing, thriving on the pressures of having to be the glue within the sin city knights, thriving on being the man to pull it all together.
The cameras join Sharpe as he is weaving his way through the badly kept dirty back alleys of the streets of Las Vegas. No longer hidden under the mask of the protector although still donning the rest of the gear he used.
Sharpe stops and begins to investigate the contents a near by dumpster. After rifling through he pulls out a several empty Newcastle Brown Ale bottles, a mobile phone that has been broken and a credit card.
Sharpe: Definitely him, ive seen the alias name on this card in his office documents!
See Sharpe is on the trail of Fraser Freeman, he has been searching for him ever since his disappearance. Problem is Fraser obviously doesn’t want to be found, and when a man with Freeman’s skills doesn’t want to be found you can be guaranteed no matter how close you get he will be that one step ahead of you.
Sharpe throws the items back into the dumpster and begins to walk down the alley way once more until suddenly he makes an abrupt stop. The camera pans round to show a homeless man in a sleeping bag surrounded by cardboard for warmth. The man is clutching a cheap bottle of whiskey to his chest and takes a big gulp before clutching it once more like its his baby.
Sharpe: Have you seen this man?
Sharpe holds up a photo of Fraser Freeman and the mans eyes light up.
Homeless man: Maybes I have maybes I haven’t
Sharpe rolls his eyes, he gets where this is going, clearly any information he wants out of this guy he is going to need to pay for. He goes to his top pocket and pulls out a roll of $20 bills and throws one at the homeless man.
Homeless man: He might have come through this alley but I cant really recall
Sharpe throws another $20 at the man.
Homeless: He came through here about an hour ago not sure which way he went.
Sharpe throws yet another $20 at the man.
Homeless man: He went left at the end of the alley.
Sharpe nods in appreciation rolls his remaining bills back up and places them back in his top pocket before walking to the end of the alley and turning left. This is not the first time he has been close on the trail of Freeman and he is sure it wont be the last.
As he is walking down another alley his phone rings, he pulls it out of his pocket and the caller display shows the caller as Craven, he answers the phone.
Sharpe: What is it Rick? Im close on Frase's trail!
Craven: We got a major problem Q
Sharpe: Let me guess, Jade?
Craven: uh huh
Sharpe inhales deeply and lets out a sigh
Sharpe: What is it this time?
See since Freemans disapearence not only has Jade gone straight back to her old line of work, turning tricks for money. She has also taken to alcohol and a fuck ton of pills and moonlighting outside of the pleasure dome. So Sharpe has been keeping a close eye on her and when he cant he has had Craven on the case keeping tabs on her.
Craven: She's moonlighting again dude. Only this time she has gone into a motel with a bunch of guys I recognised.
Sharpe: Recognise you say?
Craven: Yeah these asshats are known for picking up call girls and gang raping them in hotel rooms
Sharpe: Are you sure?
Craven: Deadly certain. You want me to go in and rip this asshats a new one?
Sharpe: No Rick! As I have told you before, violence is a last resort!
Craven: But Q these pricks will turn Jade to mincemeat!
Sharpe: Dont question my methods Rick! Give me the adress and just stay there and make sure no one leaves that room, im on my way.
Craven: hmmph ok. Its the delta motel.
Sharpe: Ok thats not far from me I will be there soon.
Sharpe puts his phone in his pocket and takes to his heels and begins to run down the alley springing off a dumpster and fliping over it and wall-planting and black flipping round the corner out of sight.
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Rick Craven is stood outside of his car pacing backwards and forwards on the pavement, occasionally glancing up to a motel room atop a set of stairs across a parking lot from him. He is nervously pacing chewing on his fingernails as he waits for his boss to arrive on the scene. It is clear he is a man struggling to control himself and obey the orders he has been given by Quentin Sharpe. See Rick detests the pathetic excuses for human beings lurking in the motel room across the way and if it was up to him he would be grabbing the baseball bat off the back seat of his car and giving that motel room he keeps staring up to a fresh new red paint job. It has been 10 minutes since he hung up his phone but at this moment it feels more like 10 hours.
As if from nowhere Quentin Sharpe suddenly appears behind Craven, rather surprisingly not out of breath or sweating, which is impressive given he has just been running flat out for the last 10 minutes. Craven jumps with the surprise of Sharpe calmy placing his hand on his shoulder and turns fists ready then backs down and acts shocked when realising its Sharpe.
Craven: Its about time now lets go get these asshats!
Craven opens his car door and grabs his bat, but Sharpes had comes out of nowhere and takes the bat from him and throws it to the ground.
Sharpe: Your staying here!
Craven: The hell I am! These guys need taught a lesson!
Craven bends down to pick his bat up but Sharpes foot nails it to the ground as he grabs for it, and Sharpe stares down at Craven with a calm but stern look on his face.
Sharpe: Im running the show now Rick! We do things my way, no unnecessary violence!
Craven stand to his feet shaking his head clearly irritated.
Craven: Unnecessary? Fuck knows what they doin to Jade in there man, I swear Freeman would have your balls for thi.....
Sharpe: RICK! Calm yourself, that unbridled rage, the lust for vengance in you, it is not healthy and its the same thing that fucked Frase over! An eye for an eye will make the whole world blind young Rick, violence is ALLWAYS a last resort when there is no other option!
Craven takes in a deep breath and backs down even though he is clearly unhappy about Sharpes methods he can see his point.
Sharpe: Ok so now you seem to understand me, you wait here and keep watch, can you do that.
Craven: Do I look like your typical fucking security guard? Seriously when Frase brought me in I told him not to treat me like a pawn in his team and now you show up doing exactly tha...
Sharpe: Rick this is nor the time or the place, you are not just a security guard, I consider you a man of integrity and morals! Why do you think I insisted on having you be the one keep an eye on Jade? You are way more than a lacky you are someone I greatly respect and someone I hope to oneday call a friend. We can talk about this later as for now I think I better get to business! Which room is it?
Craven looks to have calmed down, visibly reasured by the words of Sharpe. He points up to the room.
Sharpe: Ok now stay here and if nobody has left within 5 minutes grab your bat and come swing for the fences.
Sharpe strides purposefully across the parking lot and begins climbing the stairwell reaching the top and then knocks on the door.
Whispering can be heard from inside the room and little rustling noises. A man inside the room can be heard saying “stay quiet and dont move and they will go away” which Sharpe slightly hears. Sharpe rolls his eyes and mutters to himself “great so now there making me use unneccassary force” before taking a step back jumping up in the air and hitting a huge big boot on the door sending it flying open and walks in.
To his horror he sees that Jade is tied to the bed like a ragdoll, her arms tield to the bed posts at the top and bottom with ropes, lesions on her naked body clearly from being whipped, blood running from her nose and a ball gag in her mouth. In the room is 3 men one fully clothed and holding a whip, one wearing nothing but a strap on dildo and the other fully naked with an erection and has clearly just climbed off poor Jade.
Sharpe: The party is over! Now leave before I have to do something I wish to not do!
The clothed man drops the whip and charges at Sharpe whilst the other two look full of fear, the clothed man is clearly the ring leader. As the clothed man throws a punch Sharpe easily slips it and locks in a standing armbar on the man. He swings the man round and forces him forward and up against the window face first. He releases the armbar but keeps ahold of the mans arm in a arm wringer and uses his free arm to pull back the curtains.
Sharpe: Look what you have done now, making me use force. Look out across that car park. Do you see that young man pacing around his car? He is full of pent up rage. He wants nothing more than to come up here and spread your guts on the walls! The only reason he isnt is because I instructed him not to.
Sharpe picks up the volume of his voice so all in the room can here.
Now what your going to do is grab your shit and get gone! Because if you dont he will come in and trust me when I tell you, you will NOT be walking out of here.oh and boys I will only aford you this luxury the once, if I hear of you doing anything like this again I will be instructing that young man out there and various others to hunt you down like dogs got it?
Sharpe spins the man round and forces him back into the center of the room. Sharpe steps to his right and motions to the door. The clothed man waves his cohorts to leave and they grab there personal belongings hurriedly
Sharpe: you have made the right decision oh and boys I will only aford you this luxury the once, if I hear of you doing anything like this again I will be instructing that young man out there and various others to hunt you down like dogs got it?
The Three men nod in agreement as they make there way for the door and exit quickly the naked man pulling his underpants on on his way out the door and the guy with the stap on running out with it still on.
As the men exit and make there way down the stairs Sharpe rolls his eyes as he sees Craven chargin towards them with his bat. But as he looks up at Sharpe, Craven sees Sharpe shaking his head from side to side and reluctantly stops and throws his bat to the ground in anger as the men run off into the night.
Sharpe turns and goes back into the room and begins to untie the ropes that are tethering her to the bed and tears running down her cheeks. Sharpe removes the gag from her mouth and she bursts into a very loud scream followed by heavy crying. Sharpe removes the last rope and climbs up on the bed next to her and pulls her close and embraces her holding her tight.
Sharpe: shhhhhh, its ok Jade I am here now, just relax.
Sharpe strokes Jades head as he holds her tight and she begins to relax a little but still crying heavily. Five minutes go by and Jade has calmed but Craven has now apeared in the doorway and Sharpe turns his head and holds his finger to his mouth in a shhhhh motion. Craven obliges and quietly pulls the door too and sits down on the floor leaning back on it.
Silence eats up the room other than the odd sob of distress from Jade for the next half hour, until Jade finally falls asleep and Sharpe gets up out of the bed and pulls the sheets over the sleeping Jade and tucks her in tight. He walks over to the door and Craven springs to his feet and opens the door and follows Sharpe out.
Sharpe: Thanks for tonight Rick
Craven: For what? I did nothing thanks to you!
Sharpe: And thats why I am thanking you, it couldnt have been easy for you to do, I know you wanted nothing more than to layeth the smackadown on them as you put it asshats, thank you for doing it my way.
Craven: Yeah well, I cant guarantee I will do it your way all the time!
Sharpe: Thats ok the important thing is that your trying dude.
Craven nods and Sharpe extends his hand to Craven who obliges and shakes it.
Sharpe: Now Rick can you stay here and keep an eye on Jade tonight? As you know me and Baron have to defend the tag titles on Mayhem and I have a message to send to Kiss.
Craven: Yeah I can stay here and make sure she is safe
Sharpe: Good and Rick second she wakes get her out of that room, I am sure that is the last place on earth she would wish to spend another waking moment right now.
Craven nods as he goes back inside the motel room and takes up a seat by the bed.
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The scene opens up with Sharpe in his combat style fatigues and kevlar vest, he stood infront of a plain black backdrop with a white UWA logo emblazened on it. He stands tall and confident as he prepares to deliver an address to the UWA universe.
Good evening UWA universe it is I Quentin Razor Sharpe and on this very day I am here to make an anouncement to you all. An announcement that will clear the air and mop up any missunderstandings you all may have of me as a man. See when I first showed up here it was behind the safety of a mask. My first acts were ones of a violent nature. Violent attacks on people who were deemed to be deserving. I am here to tell you all, that person, them acts they are NOT me.
Sharpe shakes his head from side to side, but this is not done in an agressive manner, no much like every word he speaks is done so with calmness and delivered with precision this head shake oozes clamness itself.
See as I am sure you are all aware, when I first came here I was helping my mentor and good friend Fraser Freeman, he enlisted me to help dish out justice and protect those who needed protecting from the evils that were running riot in this once proud business. He instructed me to carry out such attacks and even against my better judgement I went through with it because Fraser is a man I have great respect for. However I only did this under the gaurentee that my true identity would never be revealed, you see it isnt my style and I didnt want everyone thinking it was.
Still speaking calmly, even when he is animated and delivering a stern point you wouldnt think it.
Fast forward a few months and low and behold Frase has gone AWOL leaving me in an imposible position. See I was faced with a decision run an akward double life and be by the side of my Sin City Knights brothers and sisters as the protecter and have them belive that I personally could care less by never being around. Or reveal myself as the protector and risk tarnishing my own reputation as a man of peace over violence.
There was never really any option in hindsight, I am not a man who can turn his back on his friends in times of need and I am not a man who can even entertain the idea that they think that of me. So I revaled myself to the world and I took my place alongside my friends, dedicated to helping the cause against ragnacock and helping pick up the pieces of the mess Fraser left behind in his absence.
There is a hint of humility in Sharpes voice mixed in with his calm delivery. A humilty that gives the impression he is a man who deeply cares for others.
But that brings me to the present moment, see I am hearing whispers, rumours flying round of people acusing me of being hypocritical, saying im a man of peace and calm yet only a few short months ago I was causing havok under a mask and that stops now! I am NOT a violent man, I am a man that values frendship and humanity and a man who will stand by his friends even if at times I have to bend my very own morals!
Now dont get me wrong I am not entirely anti violence, as im sure you all saw last Mayhem when I went extreme in the ring with my very own tag partner. No I belive that violent actions have their place but only ever and I mean EVER as a last resort! Lets face it many of the Sin City Knights boys n girls have tried and failed to help Baron contain Oblivion and this was the LAST resort, a resort I am not scared to use when it is absolutely necessary.
There is a look of calm dedication in the eyes of Sharpe, he is a man who is delivering his message in a way that leaves nobody in doubt that he will not flinch if he has to go to these levels as his last resort.
Now that I have made myself clear I think its time I moved on to talking about my upcoming match on Mayhem. A match in which me and my tag team partner Silver Baron will be defending our Tag Team titles for the very first time against K.I.S.S and first up I have to say that some of the nonsense I have heard people spouting about me and Baron mildly amusing at worst and utterly hillarious at best. See I have heard people come out and accuse me and Baron of being paper champions, a team that was thrown together at the last minute. A hometown crowd to please the hometown crowd that was undeserving of the titles in the first place.
Sharpe begins to laugh out loud uncontrallably for a few moments before steadying himself.
Im sorry I just had to let that out, see these sugestions are so insane there laughable. Granted me and Baron had never tagged together before, hell he didnt even know it was me under that mask, but we earned that title shot fair and square as a unit, as the Sin City Knights, Baron and Frase busted there asses in tag matches week in week out when they arrived here and beat anyone and everyone in the division including our opponents on Mayhem K.I.S.S, Freeman had a big rivalry with Vinny Jones and asked me to step in to the tag team match up! So to suggest that our shot at gold was unjust is frankly absurd, I was steping in on Frasers behalf, he was showing faith in me to go out there and deliver when he and Baron had built the opportunity and for that I am eternally great full.
Now back to K.I.S.S like I said you have already tasted defeat at the hands of the Sin City Knights and girls even though I have massive respect for you nothing has changed, you will once again fall at the feet of the Sin City Knights only difference is the Knight whos feet you will fall at!
Sharpe smirks at the camera and shoots a look that says ME, followed by another huge smirk. Every word spoke with calmness and delivered with clarity.
Ashley and Bethany you are a formidable team, like ourselves you have pretty much beaten anyone and everyone in the Tag team division and you have stood up for the entire company and the spirit of this great business against the Children. For that girls not only do you have my respect by you also have my applause for having bigger balls than half the locker room and standing up to what was at the time an unstoppable force.
Sharpe nods respectfully and as promised begins to clap his hands together in a round of applause for their guts and tenacity.
However girls this is where my praise stops, you see let me make this very clear. Even though you stood up against the children if it hadn’t been for the triumphant return of Brody right now this company would be being run by a bunch of sycophantic crazy ass hillbillys! Do you girls really think you have a chance against me and Baron on Mayhem? I mean come on, seriously? Do you really think you can take our titles away from us? Because if you do you are in for one GIANT reality check. I mean come on girls your just two strung out drug addicts who are so high they actually believe their own hype! I mean I get it girls, your life sucks, you’ve been through a lot of shit, so you turn to illicit substances to numb the pain and make you feel good. Theres one giant flaw in all this however, see standing infront of you on Mayhem will be a straight edge warrior, a highly tuned athlete who prides himself on his ring smarts, how in hell do you expect to beat that individual? How are two drugged up hussies who are probably drifting in and out of hallucinations about unicorns, going to outsmart a quick witted clear headed ring master? In short its simply not going to happen end of story, sorry to burst your bubble with a dose of pure reality!
Sure you two have talent im not denying it, I have seen you do things inside that ring that I have never seen anyone else do! I have seen you both excel in tough conditions against excellent opposition but like I pointed out you have never faced a man like me before!
Now call me big headed, call me over confident all you like, I know I am neither of these things I am simply a realist living in the real world whilst you two pretty young things float around with your heads in the clouds fucked up on whatever pills you managed to get your hands on this week. See you in the ring girls it will be my great honour and privilege to strike you with a razor blade loaded with reality. I just hope that the scar that is left behind serves as a big enough reminder for the error of your ways and who knows maybes it could be a symbol to clean up your act and actually go places in this company, because deep down inside I wish you both luck, but not in our match cause right now as of this very moment you don’t need luck you need a miracle!