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Topic Started: Sep 24 2012, 09:30 PM (170 Views)
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Just posting this RP so you guys can see what I'm all about. It's older, but it'll do.. Feedback would be appreciated.

I'm not who you think I am

We're in a dark room, where all you could see is my face brightened by a little ray of sunshine. I looked.. well, different. My hair was cut to about right over my neck and my facial hair was gone. No piercings in my ear, no fitted cap on my head.. Just, Brandon Banks.

"For the last four years, I've been someone that I wasn't. Everywhere I went, everyone would constantly refer to me as the "Killah B" Brandon Banks."

I breathed in slightly, but exhaled deeply thinking about all my frustration.

"I am not the Killah B. That's who Chad Jamison created. He called it, his vision. He knew all about my past, growing up in the hood of Jersey City, New Jersey, and he knew I could conduct myself like hood rat. I tried so hard to get away from the phase, and I did when I moved to the city of Wilkes Barre, but shortly thereafter I came to Chad Jamison for a job. He knew I was against it, but you know the old saying, money talks. So I became this arrogant, yet fun loving, gangsta ass dude, and then we accomplished it. Chad's vision. I achieved so much through Chad's vision, but honestly, it wasn't enough."

I ran my fingers through my hair and looked away from the camera.

"I was a tortured soul inside, struggling to find his way out. But every time I would get closer, and closer to finding myself once again, Chad wouldn't allow it. He'd grant me time off as I pleased, and did basically whatever the hell I asked. We were friends.. Or at least that's what I thought up until my last return. See, this whole thing between Chad and I are started for the smallest of reasons. I asked for some ring time and he denied me through a god damn e-mail! After all I've done, after all the money I've put into his pockets, he replied to through an e-mail?"

You could see my head shaking in disgust.

"But you know what, I found forgiveness for that, however, I never forgot about it. But that wasn't it, from that point on Chad and I arguments got more heated then usual, and it all came down to it's boiling point at Behind Enemy Lines when Team Inferno slaughtered Team Shockwave. For months after I wanted to come back and do nothing more then knock Chad the hell out, and I even went as far as taking a little break.. But now, it's time we stop playing these games. Last week I did what I had to do when I knocked Chad Jamison the hell out and signed the contract to be in the Shockwave championship match at Divine Destiny. But that punch meant a lot more then just a title shot.. That punch through away everything, everything that Chad has done for me and vise versa."

You could see the frustration building as my cheeks started turning bright red.

"No longer will I be your puppet, the "Killah B" Brandon Banks, Chad. From this point on I never want to be referred to as the "Killah B".. I'm just Brandon Banks. It's time I start building my own legacy, Chad.. And stopped building yours."

You could hear a sigh of relief, and see a slight smirk appear on my face.

"From this point on, I don't give a shit about what Chad Jamison wants and says.. From this point I do what I want, when I want, and I want too."

You can see a quick shift in emotion as I started to grow a look of sorrow.

"My only request, is to my Conglomerate. I hope that you guys can find it in yourselves to accept me for who I really am.. Not the Killah B..."

I looked up and reached my hand up, shutting the curtain to block all light from coming into the room when suddenly the camera goes fuzzy to end the scene..


~*~

We transition over to the living room of my home where you can see me sporting a plain black t-shirt with a pair darker, somewhat tighter jeans with my stunning wife Cindy sitting right beside me. With my arm around her shoulders, you could see Cindy starting to clearly show after being pregnant for two months now. With Cindy's eyes glued to the television watching Desperate Housewives, you could see my eyes shut. I wasn't sleeping.. Instead, I was thinking about one simple thing...

Who did Cindy fell in love with? The Killah B, or Brandon Banks...

It was eating me alive, not knowing whether I should ask the question or not. What was getting to me was knowing that Cindy and I met back when she was working for Chad Jamison. I was already molded into his precious Killah B, and when I saw Cindy.. I knew she had to be mine. It's almost crazy how quickly we fell in love. It wasn't like some Tara Shannon and James Cornett two week and then boom.. They're soul mates. Instead, Cindy and I took the time to get to know one another and we gradually became married and then started a family..

Hold on, I'm lying. I got her pregnant before we were married. Not important. What was important was the point that I made when I said she and I took the time to get to know one another. Then again, I was a completely different person back then. I truly believed I was the Killah B and I forgot who Brandon Banks actually was.

... fuck.

I opened my eyes and took a look at Cindy who was still stuck watching the new episode of Desperate Housewives. I knew that this would continue to eat at me until I asked, so I did.


"Baby, I gotta ask you something."

She quickly took her eyes away from the television and looked up at me.

Cindy: What's up?

I took my arm off from around her shoulders and crossed my two hands together.

"What I'm about to ask you may sound ridiculous to you, but it needs to be said.."

She leaned back slightly and squinted her eyes.

Cindy: Um, okay? What is it.

I took my time before I asked, trying to figure out the best way to format the question. Fuck it, there was only one way to do it.

"Did you fall in love with the Killah B, or did you fall in love with me.. Brandon Banks?"

She took a second to try and understand what I meant, and eventually broke out in laughter.

Cindy: Brandon, what kind of question is that?

I was furious. I got up from the couch and ran my hands down my face.

"I need to know this, Cindy! Do you not understand that this is important!"

She had no idea. In her mind, the Killah B and Brandon Banks were the same people.

Cindy: Brandon, I don't understand the question.

I was growing angrier and grew ancy, starting to worry that maybe Cindy did fall in love with the Killah B. I walked back up towards her, got down my knees are grabbed a hold of her hands.

"You see what's in front of you? This is Brandon Banks, Cindy. I'm not who I was when we first met. What you see in front of you is Brandon Banks.."

I now knew the answer to my own question..

"And who you fell in love with was the arrogant, cocky, brash, fun loving, party animal known as the Killah B. I'm not him, Cindy. I'm nothing like him. However, after four years of being trapped in that persona, I started to believe that's who I was and that's what caused the emotional insanity. That's what caused the manic depression.. That's what caused everything I put you people like Carla Petrocelli, Ryan Matthews, Gabriella and more importantly, you through.."

I looked away, still holding Cindy's hands. She was still confused, but like always, she knew the right thing to say.

Cindy: Brandon.. Look at me.

She pulled my face forward making me look directly in her eyes.

Cindy: I fell in love with the man that I knew. I know the man who was behind the Killah B. I didn't care about some gimmick, I cared about the man behind it. To be completely honest with you, I didn't really like the pushy, and aggressive side of you. But then we started to go out together and get to know one another and I found the real you. Believe me, it took a good few months until I found it, but I did.

A slight smile appeared on my face. I started to realize that if anyone could see that I was tormented by being someone I wasn't it was Cindy.

Cindy: So to answer your question, sir. I fell in love with you. The man behind Brandon Banks, not the man that was created by Chad Jamison. Honestly, do you think I would of been so supportive of this change if I didn't love you? Do you think I would of put up with your manic depressive episodes? And honestly, do you think I would of even dealt with seeing with that slut Jamilyn at the mall?

I shrugged.


Cindy: The answer is no, Brandon. I wouldn't of. There's a lot of things you can question me about, but please, never ever question who I love because the answer will always be you.

Like I said earlier, Cindy always knew what to say and she was on point once again. I leaned in and gave her a kiss on the forehead. I got up off my knees and took a seat back down on the couch. Cindy turned her attention back towards to the television as did I. Still watching Desperate Housewives, I saw something I didn't expect.

"Is that the guy from Beverly Hills 90210? Brian Austin Green or whatever?"

She took a quick glance at me and turned back to the television.

Cindy: Yeah, why?

Suddenly, I saw Brian Austin Green kissing some raggity old red head, much to my disgust.

"Well, isn't he married to Megan Fox? What the hell is he doing messing with that old lady."

She turned and looked at me once again, but didn't look back at the television this time.

Cindy: It's just a show, Brandon.

"I know. I'm just saying. That's like a huge downgrade.."

She quickly crossed her arms and looked at me with a slight smirk on her face.

Cindy: You have a crush on Megan Fox, don't you?

I quickly turned my attention from the television back toward Megan, errr, Cindy.

"What? No. I mean, yeah she's attractive, but a crush?"

Stop talking sir. You're just burying yourself now. Hold on, I got something.

"Didn't I ever tell you how much you to look alike, minus that whole toe thumb thing?"

She couldn't help to laugh.

Cindy: Cute..

We both shared a laugh and then gave one another kiss and tuned back into the television as the scene faded to nothing..

~*~

With Cindy fast asleep in our bed, I stayed up, tossing and turning non stop. There was something I needed to do.

About a month or so ago, I discovered that I had a sister who was adopted by an Italian family. My mother wasn't telling me anything more then what she named her, and the last thing she heard about her which was she married a doctor. Other then that, I knew nothing.

With the city of Wilkes Barre being as small as it is, I knew people in high places. Anything I needed to know.. Anything I wanted to know, I could find out.

I got up out of the bed and began walking toward and out the bedroom door, grabbing my cell phone off the charger before I left.

I walked a few feet passed my bedroom making sure Cindy couldn't hear me and began dialing a number on my phone.

I patiently awaited an answer but thankfully, I didn't have to wait for to long.


"Andrews?...

Yeah, this is Brandon.

Not a whole boss, just stressing this whole situation out. Please tell me you found something out?

Really?

Really?

You got all that information from the small amount of info I gave to you?

Damn man. Now I see why they say you're one of the best.

Alright, chief. I'll be there bright and early tomorrow. Thank you.

Alright, take care."


The sigh of relief that I released was unexplainable. Finally...

Finally I knew all the information I needed to find my sister, and finally.. I could start putting the pieces to the puzzle called my life together..

I walked back down the hallway and back into my bedroom. Cindy was still fast asleep, drooling as per usual. I put my phone back on the charger and on top of the dresser then made my way back to the bed. I hopped in, tucked myself under the covers and wrapped my arm around Cindy, finally closing my eyes. In a mere matter of seconds, I was out and all I could see were my dreams..


~*~

Pure darkness is what surrounded me.

The only amount of light shining down was those shining down from the stars..

You can see me standing next to a tree with my hand pressed firmly up against it. Dressed appropriately for the weather in a black zip up sweatshirt and a pair of denim jeans, my back was turned to the camera, but only for a second as I slowly turned around.


"Finally, we were on the path toward destiny. Divine Destiny to be exact. Already we knew that Lynch would be main eventing for the World title, while I was going up against Harmony and Shockwave champion Eden Black for the Shockwave title.. And yet, I can still here the mumbling of how the Conglomerate has so quickly fallen. And who was the man who was getting the blame?"

I took a few steps closer towards the camera and smirked slightly.

"Well of course, that would be me. Can I deny it? No, I can't. I was the reason for the sudden downfall of the Conglomerate, but as a wise man once said, Rome wasn't built in a day. Everyone hits a downward spiral, but what matters is how you come back from it.. And take a look at us now.. One of us are competing for the World title and another one of us are competing for the Shockwave title.. Doesn't seem like much of a downfall in my eyes."

I bent down, picked up a brown leaf and began to rip it in half.

"However, there was one downfall that I've payed attention to recently, and that's the downfall of VERITAS. Joshua Arcade... gone. Gabriella.. hasn't been seen or heard from. Clay Forte.. no where near the level he was once on. The only two consistent pieces to the VERITAS were Eden Black and Dan Hayter."

A nonchalant clap.

"Ironic.. I just mentioned how two members of Conglomerate were getting title shots at Divine Destiny, but yet, Dan Hayter was getting his shot at Outrage while Eden was already a champion. You may be asking how can I say VERITAS is falling then, huh? Well lets looks at the big picture. The most sinister person of your group is gone. The girl that had you guys protected is gone. But most importantly, the founder of VERITAS is starting to show.. Well, he's starting to show why the FTW management didn't want to sign him once again.. Yeah, I'm talking about you Forte."

I licked my lips and began to circle around the tree that I was standing next to.

"You see, Clay. Despite what Gabriella may have told you, I was always the one who vouched for you. I was the one that you got you rehired the second and third times you decided to make your 'epic' return. The second time you returned, you had a return match against me, and well.. You lost. Didn't hear from you for a month or two, and then suddenly.. Clay Forte was back in FTW once again. You even went as far as to put yourself on a trial series to prove to everyone in FTW that you were here to stay, and how did that turn out? You got all the way to your last match, and then at Ground Zero.. The match was scrapped for some unknown reasoning. I don't understand, Clay. It was you who wanted to prove yourself to everyone who once believed in you. It was you who wanted to make everyone a believer again. But what did you do? You failed, Clay. You proved to everyone why they shouldn't believe in you and why they should just slam the door in your face the next time you return to FTW."

I stopped walking in circles and looked back at the camera.

"You once said that I had a wish while you had a dream. The only wish I've ever had was that when this day came.. When I finally showed the World who I really am, they would all be able to accept it. My wish came true, but where did your dream go? Your dream was to build this VERITAS empire higher then it ever was before, but it was you, the dreamer, who has failed them. It was you, the dreamer, who couldn't wake up to face the reality that one of your friends was taking away your spotlight.. It's you, the dreamer, who will continue his life living a nightmare while I'll continue to wish, and they'll continue to come true."

I smirked, knowing what I have said was true.


"So continue to be a visionary, Clay. Continue to map out ideas for the future that will never come true. While I'll continue living for this moment, and continue to flourish over those such as yourself."

I turned away from the camera and took a seat against the tree.

"Now, that brings me to you.. Miss Eden Black. The women who 'defeated' me at Ground Zero. I told you once, and I'll tell you again.. I will do anything and everything in my power to take that Shockwave title off of you and I think I've proved that after my actions last week when you saw what I did to Chad Jamison. Here's the thing, Eden. I saw the smile that appeared on your face when I laid Chad out. I saw the smile on your face when I told you I'd see you at Divine Destiny. You're enjoying this, aren't you? You're enjoying seeing that there's some just as twisted, just as tormented, and just as maniacal like you in this company."

I laid my head back against the tree and let out a slight breath.


"You've missed that haven't you? Ever since your little buddy Joshua Arcade left FTW, you've felt like there was no one who can relate to you. But now you've found someone who can, and that person is me. But see, that's how I know I can beat you, Eden.. Because I can relate to you. Although we both have come from two completely different paths, we've grown up to be almost one in the same. You with your tortured past, me stuck being something I wasn't.. We both simply broke."

I slid my hand through my hair and closed my eyes, still with my head towards the sky.

"But come Divine Destiny, I promise to break you completely. I have a lot more to lose in this match then you. You lose, you lose your title and then what? You have an automatic rematch clause. While me? I lose, and I prove the haters right when they said I don't belong in the Shockwave division. I prove Chad Jamison right when he said I was a shell of my former self. But most importantly, I prove myself wrong by thinking I could of beat you."


I opened my eyes and slowly got back up to my feet.

"I refuse to lose this, Eden. I refuse to be broken once again. Come Divine Destiny, whatever it takes... Whatever bones I have to break.. It will all be done. And when the match is over, there will be a new Shockwave champion and his name will be.. Brandon Banks."

With that, I through the hood of my sweatshirt back over my head and walked away from camera view until I blended in with the night as the scene faded to darkness..

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