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Post by Jana Rikar on Sept 18, 2017 14:23:32 GMT
1 RP / 1750 Words Deadline is 9/26 Noon EDT Thanks!
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Post by Max Ironside on Sept 26, 2017 7:57:06 GMT
There is a road, no simple highway, between the dawn and the dark of night, and if you go, no one may follow; that path is for your steps alone. — Jerry Garcia Jana Rikar c/o Defiant Wrestling Federation [ADDRESS REDACTED]
September 23, 2017
Miss Rikar,
While I truly appreciate each and every opportunity that has been given since I signed with your company, it is with a heavy heart that I must decline taking part in another search for a contender to the Defiant Championship. It's become clear to me that I need to take some time off, in part to recharge my batteries but mostly because I feel as though I've completely let you down. I won't bore you with the details of my personal dramas. I know that kind of baggage should always be checked at the door and I'm not wont to change that now. I'm sure it's apparent to you, as well as the rest of the staff that I've started to unravel. My performance in the ring has begun to suffer. I don't blame it on Aidan. She's become a glass ceiling here that I fear none will ever shatter and a part of me mourns that because I can see all the potential in the world in our roster yet there's no growth. We've stagnated. Perhaps this is my fault. Perhaps it rests solely on the shoulders of the woman who's had a stranglehold on that championship for more than half a year.
I feel like I could have done more. I feel responsible. I feel like if I'd come closer, if I'd actually succeeded, maybe they would come. Maybe someone else would want to step up.
We could be more. Defiant could be something great but the fire seems to be dying. The locker room seems deserted, quieter than usual. I will take the blame for my part in that. My heart isn't in it. I don't have anything left to give for another run in a circle so I can smash into that glass. Maybe the next time will kill me. I don't want to find that out the hard way. I'm sorry, Miss Rikar. I really am.
Consider this my formal request to withdraw my name from all potential title considerations.
For that, I owe you more than just an apology.
You signed me on good faith, taking a chance on a relative unknown – a guy who was fresh back from injury, a guy who's been busting his hump for years in the desperate hopes to make it in the big time. I used to feel I had a reputation as a consummate professional but it's been tarnished now. The man who failed against Aidan Carlisle for a second time was an impostor, a stranger. I've watched and re-watched that match thousands of times since then, and each time it sickens me to the core. I owed you and the fans more than that. I should have seen it coming but I was so convinced that I would walk out the winner that I didn't even stop to prepare myself for the alternative.
I don't deserve this opportunity.
Jenni Drew most certainly does. She held the Titan Title with pride. She lost in one of the greatest matches I've ever seen to a man who's well known, a man who's been inducted into several halls of fame in this industry. I've never had the opportunity to face someone of Mr. Riddle's calibre one-on-one, but I watched him since his arrival with great interest. Jenni is someone to be proud of. A role model, certainly. Many could take a lesson from her about how to remain whole in the face of insurmountable adversity. For years I worked hard to maintain that strength, to overcome every obstacle.
I feel as though I wasted time. Mine. Yours, certainly.
Tonight I feel as though I'm standing alone in the darkness, trying to find that spark and I can feel every ache of disappointment. Miss Drew deserves to face someone worthy. She's fought her way out of the mire and the muck like a shining beacon. I can't do this to her.
I can see for miles and miles tonight and I'd much rather be blind.
Please understand that I am not dismissing what you've given to me. No. I would never do that. I appreciate the chance you took on me, Miss Rikar. Truly.
This is an apology.
At this time, I feel I cannot compete at the level you expect. Find someone else to face Miss Drew in this tournament. Please?
I look forward to hearing from you on this. Until then, I remain...
Regretfully, M. Ironside
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