Post by Draven Logan Kennedy on Feb 17, 2013 14:00:38 GMT -5
The Return of a Psycho…
The Leaf has turned and an old persona returns…… The Psychopathic Draven Logan Kennedy
OOC: This is very mature material so if you are easily disturbed, then I suggest do not read. As for the lateness, sorry Danielle and to the other two people in the Scars of Wrestling Cup. I just recently started a new job and I'm working third shift, so I'm getting use to working on third now. But enjoy the return of the Psychopathic nature of my RR, and some already know what this is meaning and for the others that don’t, lets just hope you don’t have to find out hahahahaha,
Draven is at his house in London, Ohio, and is relaxing on his front porch swing, sipping on a beer. Draven has been a little busy with the return of his wife Alice, as of right now she is committed to mental hospital because Draven has no means or way to take care of her.
Draven starts talking to himself as if he is thinking out loud.
“With the match he has coming up his first ever scars of wrestling cup match. The very first time in a match of sorts with Danielle, this has been coming for at least since the beginning. As for the others I don’t know them and technically I’m not worried about it I do know that anything can happen in PCW trust me I’m on of the ones that is underestimated but certain situations has changed and things are different. For a moment there is some peace in my life for the first time in many years. But looking through the history books I can’t help but to think that it has been two years since the formation of PCW. There has been a lot of great talent come and go. There is one claim that I can put by name and say it very proudly. I’m one of the only two originals left from the start and the other is in this match with me Danielle.”
Draven stands up, and stretching his arms and legs, he reaches in his jeans and pulls out his phone and dials a number. As soon as it starts to ring, he puts on speaker phone as he sits down on the steps.
Receptionist: “Thanks for calling Clark County Mental Health, this is August, how can I help you.”
Draven: “Yeah this is Draven Logan Kennedy, and my wife is a patient there so I would like to check and see if there is any progress on her condition.”
August: “Um. there has been a change. She has been rushed to ICU. she went into a coma from a counter reaction from one of the medications that was given to her - it’s really not looking good right now.”
Draven: (with a panic of sort but calmness) “Well... I will be there shortly”
August: “Sorry Mr. Kennedy, but with her current condition it would be best if you didn’t come over here. That is for our safety, not yours. We know your history and your tendencies, we do have the police standing guard to her room and if you approach the hospital you will be arrested on the spot, no questions asked.”
Draven: (lashing out) “Listen here, you little bimbo dumb ass bitch, I fucking need to be with my wife so that she knows that I care you fucking stupid ass whore.”
August: “Mr. Kennedy there is no need for that kind of language. Like I said this is for our safety and our ability to do our job.”
Draven: “Goddamn you I want to speak your boss.”
August: “Well let me put you on hold and let me see if he is in.”
August, without waiting, puts Draven on Hold. During the pause Draven starts yelling at the phone
“That stupid fucking bitch I can’t fucking believe this shit that shit is fucking pathetic, why couldn’t they have not told me this.”
The phone hangs up. Draven, in a rage, throws his phone and hits the neighbor’s truck shattering the phone and the windshield. That sets the car alarm off. Draven stands up and cracks his neck and heads over there because he knows there is about to be some trouble. A man that is about the same size as Draven comes out the house, fucking pissed off. He looks at his truck and then looks at Draven crossing the street towards him, then looks at the windshield and then he rushes at Draven.
Draven puts his fist up and lets the guy take the first swing. Draven, being the idiot and moron that he is, didn’t block and gets cracked in the jaw with a left hook that puts him on his knee. Draven stands up and wipes the blood away from his mouth and gets an arrogant smile. He spears the guy to the ground and starts punching his ribs, causing the guy to try to block the body shots.
Draven starts using his forearm and hitting him in his face, as he grabs his head and slams his face into his forearm. The guys stops moving and Draven watches his eyes roll in the back of his head, just as Draven stands up a nicely built woman in her Teddy rushes over to the man, pushes Draven and stands over the guy. The lady starts yelling at Draven at the top of her lungs: “You stupid son of a bitch! Why in the fucking hell did you do this!?”
Draven just stares with the signature grin on his face.
The woman: “Honey! You okay? Honey! Honey!”
She turns to Draven and takes a swing at him. Draven grabs her arm, and starts laughing at her, he grabs her and puts his hand over her mouth. Stopping the oxygen causes her to pass out. Draven kicks the man in the face and throws her over his shoulder and carries her inside his house to the basement. The woman is starting to regain her composure... sort of. She looks down and sees that she is tied to a chair with rope. She starts to pull up to try and loosen the knots, but the more she pulls the tighter they get. It doesn’t take her long to figure that out as she loses feeling in her hands and legs from her attempted struggle.
Draven stands back and laughs at her.
Draven: “You stupid whore, what made you think I would let you lay a finger on me.” He cracks his neck and takes a step closer to her. "I have you, well, let’s just say hogtied. The more you move, the tighter the knot will get around your arms and legs. So if I was you I wouldn’t try to move too much because that might hurt just a little bit." He looks at her with that sinister grin on his face.
Draven takes another step closer, he is close enough to her now that grabs her by the cheeks and gives them a squeeze. She doesn’t move but there is a strong sense of fear in her eyes as the tears start rolling down her face. Draven keeps the grip on her face: “Poor little baby, what’s wrong? Have you ever seen your boyfriend or whatever the fuck that heap of shit outside is get his head bashed in or is it usually the other way around?”
Draven lets go of her face and leans back and looks at her he scratches his chin, and ponders on a thought for a second as he reaches over and grabs her shoulder, causing a very cold chill to run down the woman’s body giving her goosebumps. Causing whatever hair she has on her body to stand up in attention. Draven with a look amusing look on his face that notices that her hair is not the only thing sticking out. He looks down and notices that her nipples are peeking through the teddy that she has on. She attempts to scream and she moves her arms and legs out of fear of what Draven is doing to her. She screams in pain as the knots get tighter.
Draven puts his face up to hers, to where he can see look her in the eyes.
Draven: “I want to see the fear in your eyes as your life leaves your body. And if you think I give two pints of piss, then you really are a stupid whore because guess what: I don’t give a flying fuck about you, your boyfriend or whatever he is laying out side right now lifeless, I don’t give a damn about this town or anyone in it. So if you understand that then I guess I can continue on.”
She nods as if she understands but Draven knows she doesn’t. He keeps that cold stare into her eyes: “You're lying, you don’t understand and you never will so I suppose I will do you a favor, and that is to end what you are calling your life."
Draven grabs her feet and breaks her big toe causing her to scream out in pain. Then he keeps on breaking her toes until he has broken all ten. He then grabs a hammer and without a flinch or thought he swings the hammer claw side into her knee cap. With the sound of the bones shattering. Draven has just shattered her knee cap. There is a lot of blood gushing out the holes left by the hammer. Draven laughs as her face has a quick flash of fea,r he is watching as she is starting to move less and less and the blood is flowing very freely. He picks up a sledge hammer that just happened to be in his basement, he walks over to her calmly and swings the sledgehammer smashing her other knee. He used a over the head method on the swing and know her from the knee down is laying in a different location. All that is holding her leg on from the knee down is the skin.
Draven laughs as she passes out from the pain. Draven quickly runs up stairs and grabs the guy that is beat to death and drags into his back yard where Draven put him in his shed he has. He quickly locks the shed behind him.
"I will dispose of this later, now to finish the woman off she should be waking up right about now."
As the woman uses what little bit of strength she has left from the blood loss and the pain to look up, all she sees is the man known as Draven Logan Kennedy standing in front of her with a emotionless look on his face.
Draven: “Well, do you have any last wishes before I make you take your last breath?”
He reaches over and pulls the tape of her mouth, as he yanks it off she screams in pain and then she spits in Draven’s face.
Draven picks the sledge hammer back up and swings it in the motion of an uppercut hitting her under the chin with it, and when it connects all that is heard is a loud crunch. And with that motion, he disconnected her skull from the spinal cord, killing her instantly. Draven watches as she her head falls forward. Draven just stares at her as the camera fades to black.
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Draven: “So many people think that I have gotten soft due to certain things that has happened recently. Well I suppose I have but now there is nothing to gain, nothing to lose, so now it’s a sudden death situation for me as my career gets closer to the 14 year mark. As for me getting soft, this should bring back some memories for certain individuals that have been here for a long time.
Do I really need to say anything about the two bystanders that are going to get between me and Danielle? I think that they're just here for a quick run and leave like so many have before them. But Danielle is much like me in one way, and that is dedication through all the drama and bullshit that PCW has gone through me and her can actually say we have survived it all.
And still just as active now as we were when PCW was establishing itself, and now it seems when people talk about wrestling that PCW is the main flagship for it all, well it’s more like a homecoming I suppose because at one time I have been feared. I was a terror, and now it seems I have become a laughing stock of many people's dumb jokes. But don’t worry, I won’t be much longer, my rise is coming, and I know that Danielle is at the top of her game and is considered one of the best that PCW has to offer.
Danielle, others kiss your ass and try to butter and oil you up. I won’t butter you up and I don’t think you expect anything else from me either, I don’t give a rats ass if you are James Baker's wife or not, I don’t give a fuck. As for me taking it easy on you, then you got this all wrong because I won’t. I do not fear your husband and the possibility of being fired is out of the question. Why is that? Because you are a wrestler. And what do wrestlers do? We go out and entertain and give the crowd memories, and let’s be honest, we are legit main event talent and being the opening match is smacking us in the face. So let’s just face it, let's set the tone for the night and make the crowd remember why we can pride ourselves as originals. Let’s get rid of the new blood in the match, and let's makes this a legit one on one, you and me, something that I know that I have been wanting for a long time, long before you become what you are now.
You see Danielle, like you I’m really not afraid to speak my mind about anything, yeah, I might have slid a little out from my normal, but now the original and improved Draven is back, the one that people need to see, the one that everyone loves to hate, the Psycho himself. The one that just doesn’t give a flying fuck. So let’s get this show on the road and I will finally get to show you and the rest why I have done the things I have done, simple as that, see you soon.
Make sure to bring diapers for the newbies because I’m sure they will get the shit knocked out of themselves. That’s not a threat, that is a goddamn promise."
The Leaf has turned and an old persona returns…… The Psychopathic Draven Logan Kennedy
OOC: This is very mature material so if you are easily disturbed, then I suggest do not read. As for the lateness, sorry Danielle and to the other two people in the Scars of Wrestling Cup. I just recently started a new job and I'm working third shift, so I'm getting use to working on third now. But enjoy the return of the Psychopathic nature of my RR, and some already know what this is meaning and for the others that don’t, lets just hope you don’t have to find out hahahahaha,
Draven is at his house in London, Ohio, and is relaxing on his front porch swing, sipping on a beer. Draven has been a little busy with the return of his wife Alice, as of right now she is committed to mental hospital because Draven has no means or way to take care of her.
Draven starts talking to himself as if he is thinking out loud.
“With the match he has coming up his first ever scars of wrestling cup match. The very first time in a match of sorts with Danielle, this has been coming for at least since the beginning. As for the others I don’t know them and technically I’m not worried about it I do know that anything can happen in PCW trust me I’m on of the ones that is underestimated but certain situations has changed and things are different. For a moment there is some peace in my life for the first time in many years. But looking through the history books I can’t help but to think that it has been two years since the formation of PCW. There has been a lot of great talent come and go. There is one claim that I can put by name and say it very proudly. I’m one of the only two originals left from the start and the other is in this match with me Danielle.”
Draven stands up, and stretching his arms and legs, he reaches in his jeans and pulls out his phone and dials a number. As soon as it starts to ring, he puts on speaker phone as he sits down on the steps.
Receptionist: “Thanks for calling Clark County Mental Health, this is August, how can I help you.”
Draven: “Yeah this is Draven Logan Kennedy, and my wife is a patient there so I would like to check and see if there is any progress on her condition.”
August: “Um. there has been a change. She has been rushed to ICU. she went into a coma from a counter reaction from one of the medications that was given to her - it’s really not looking good right now.”
Draven: (with a panic of sort but calmness) “Well... I will be there shortly”
August: “Sorry Mr. Kennedy, but with her current condition it would be best if you didn’t come over here. That is for our safety, not yours. We know your history and your tendencies, we do have the police standing guard to her room and if you approach the hospital you will be arrested on the spot, no questions asked.”
Draven: (lashing out) “Listen here, you little bimbo dumb ass bitch, I fucking need to be with my wife so that she knows that I care you fucking stupid ass whore.”
August: “Mr. Kennedy there is no need for that kind of language. Like I said this is for our safety and our ability to do our job.”
Draven: “Goddamn you I want to speak your boss.”
August: “Well let me put you on hold and let me see if he is in.”
August, without waiting, puts Draven on Hold. During the pause Draven starts yelling at the phone
“That stupid fucking bitch I can’t fucking believe this shit that shit is fucking pathetic, why couldn’t they have not told me this.”
The phone hangs up. Draven, in a rage, throws his phone and hits the neighbor’s truck shattering the phone and the windshield. That sets the car alarm off. Draven stands up and cracks his neck and heads over there because he knows there is about to be some trouble. A man that is about the same size as Draven comes out the house, fucking pissed off. He looks at his truck and then looks at Draven crossing the street towards him, then looks at the windshield and then he rushes at Draven.
Draven puts his fist up and lets the guy take the first swing. Draven, being the idiot and moron that he is, didn’t block and gets cracked in the jaw with a left hook that puts him on his knee. Draven stands up and wipes the blood away from his mouth and gets an arrogant smile. He spears the guy to the ground and starts punching his ribs, causing the guy to try to block the body shots.
Draven starts using his forearm and hitting him in his face, as he grabs his head and slams his face into his forearm. The guys stops moving and Draven watches his eyes roll in the back of his head, just as Draven stands up a nicely built woman in her Teddy rushes over to the man, pushes Draven and stands over the guy. The lady starts yelling at Draven at the top of her lungs: “You stupid son of a bitch! Why in the fucking hell did you do this!?”
Draven just stares with the signature grin on his face.
The woman: “Honey! You okay? Honey! Honey!”
She turns to Draven and takes a swing at him. Draven grabs her arm, and starts laughing at her, he grabs her and puts his hand over her mouth. Stopping the oxygen causes her to pass out. Draven kicks the man in the face and throws her over his shoulder and carries her inside his house to the basement. The woman is starting to regain her composure... sort of. She looks down and sees that she is tied to a chair with rope. She starts to pull up to try and loosen the knots, but the more she pulls the tighter they get. It doesn’t take her long to figure that out as she loses feeling in her hands and legs from her attempted struggle.
Draven stands back and laughs at her.
Draven: “You stupid whore, what made you think I would let you lay a finger on me.” He cracks his neck and takes a step closer to her. "I have you, well, let’s just say hogtied. The more you move, the tighter the knot will get around your arms and legs. So if I was you I wouldn’t try to move too much because that might hurt just a little bit." He looks at her with that sinister grin on his face.
Draven takes another step closer, he is close enough to her now that grabs her by the cheeks and gives them a squeeze. She doesn’t move but there is a strong sense of fear in her eyes as the tears start rolling down her face. Draven keeps the grip on her face: “Poor little baby, what’s wrong? Have you ever seen your boyfriend or whatever the fuck that heap of shit outside is get his head bashed in or is it usually the other way around?”
Draven lets go of her face and leans back and looks at her he scratches his chin, and ponders on a thought for a second as he reaches over and grabs her shoulder, causing a very cold chill to run down the woman’s body giving her goosebumps. Causing whatever hair she has on her body to stand up in attention. Draven with a look amusing look on his face that notices that her hair is not the only thing sticking out. He looks down and notices that her nipples are peeking through the teddy that she has on. She attempts to scream and she moves her arms and legs out of fear of what Draven is doing to her. She screams in pain as the knots get tighter.
Draven puts his face up to hers, to where he can see look her in the eyes.
Draven: “I want to see the fear in your eyes as your life leaves your body. And if you think I give two pints of piss, then you really are a stupid whore because guess what: I don’t give a flying fuck about you, your boyfriend or whatever he is laying out side right now lifeless, I don’t give a damn about this town or anyone in it. So if you understand that then I guess I can continue on.”
She nods as if she understands but Draven knows she doesn’t. He keeps that cold stare into her eyes: “You're lying, you don’t understand and you never will so I suppose I will do you a favor, and that is to end what you are calling your life."
Draven grabs her feet and breaks her big toe causing her to scream out in pain. Then he keeps on breaking her toes until he has broken all ten. He then grabs a hammer and without a flinch or thought he swings the hammer claw side into her knee cap. With the sound of the bones shattering. Draven has just shattered her knee cap. There is a lot of blood gushing out the holes left by the hammer. Draven laughs as her face has a quick flash of fea,r he is watching as she is starting to move less and less and the blood is flowing very freely. He picks up a sledge hammer that just happened to be in his basement, he walks over to her calmly and swings the sledgehammer smashing her other knee. He used a over the head method on the swing and know her from the knee down is laying in a different location. All that is holding her leg on from the knee down is the skin.
Draven laughs as she passes out from the pain. Draven quickly runs up stairs and grabs the guy that is beat to death and drags into his back yard where Draven put him in his shed he has. He quickly locks the shed behind him.
"I will dispose of this later, now to finish the woman off she should be waking up right about now."
As the woman uses what little bit of strength she has left from the blood loss and the pain to look up, all she sees is the man known as Draven Logan Kennedy standing in front of her with a emotionless look on his face.
Draven: “Well, do you have any last wishes before I make you take your last breath?”
He reaches over and pulls the tape of her mouth, as he yanks it off she screams in pain and then she spits in Draven’s face.
Draven picks the sledge hammer back up and swings it in the motion of an uppercut hitting her under the chin with it, and when it connects all that is heard is a loud crunch. And with that motion, he disconnected her skull from the spinal cord, killing her instantly. Draven watches as she her head falls forward. Draven just stares at her as the camera fades to black.
/------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------/
Draven: “So many people think that I have gotten soft due to certain things that has happened recently. Well I suppose I have but now there is nothing to gain, nothing to lose, so now it’s a sudden death situation for me as my career gets closer to the 14 year mark. As for me getting soft, this should bring back some memories for certain individuals that have been here for a long time.
Do I really need to say anything about the two bystanders that are going to get between me and Danielle? I think that they're just here for a quick run and leave like so many have before them. But Danielle is much like me in one way, and that is dedication through all the drama and bullshit that PCW has gone through me and her can actually say we have survived it all.
And still just as active now as we were when PCW was establishing itself, and now it seems when people talk about wrestling that PCW is the main flagship for it all, well it’s more like a homecoming I suppose because at one time I have been feared. I was a terror, and now it seems I have become a laughing stock of many people's dumb jokes. But don’t worry, I won’t be much longer, my rise is coming, and I know that Danielle is at the top of her game and is considered one of the best that PCW has to offer.
Danielle, others kiss your ass and try to butter and oil you up. I won’t butter you up and I don’t think you expect anything else from me either, I don’t give a rats ass if you are James Baker's wife or not, I don’t give a fuck. As for me taking it easy on you, then you got this all wrong because I won’t. I do not fear your husband and the possibility of being fired is out of the question. Why is that? Because you are a wrestler. And what do wrestlers do? We go out and entertain and give the crowd memories, and let’s be honest, we are legit main event talent and being the opening match is smacking us in the face. So let’s just face it, let's set the tone for the night and make the crowd remember why we can pride ourselves as originals. Let’s get rid of the new blood in the match, and let's makes this a legit one on one, you and me, something that I know that I have been wanting for a long time, long before you become what you are now.
You see Danielle, like you I’m really not afraid to speak my mind about anything, yeah, I might have slid a little out from my normal, but now the original and improved Draven is back, the one that people need to see, the one that everyone loves to hate, the Psycho himself. The one that just doesn’t give a flying fuck. So let’s get this show on the road and I will finally get to show you and the rest why I have done the things I have done, simple as that, see you soon.
Make sure to bring diapers for the newbies because I’m sure they will get the shit knocked out of themselves. That’s not a threat, that is a goddamn promise."