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Post by PANGAEA on May 21, 2015 20:32:54 GMT
[Single Match]
Jin Rhee vs. Jordan Taylor |
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Post by Jordan Taylor on May 29, 2015 3:52:00 GMT
I was born in Mobile, Alabama to a white father and a Mexican mother. For many years, I was a bit darker than the rest of the kids in school. I was picked on because of this and it affected me for many, many years. I had my mother’s eyes so the kids referred to me as a beaner. I grew up with some medical issues which didn’t allow me to gain any weight. The kids referred to me as a beanpole and that was the one thing that hurt me the most. Not to mention some of the bigger kids in school proceeded to bully me and do unspeakable things to me in the locker rooms. I’ve had my head shoved into toilets, I was stuffed into lockers and I was pantsed in the hall religiously. That was the majority of my life up until the summer of my freshman year.
I started lifting weights and I started to gain a bit of weight. Then my growth spurt hit and I went from being about five foot nothing to a massive six foot four. By the time I was a sophomore, I had gained a good hundred pounds of muscle and I stood at the height that I am today. It took them almost a year to recognize me which was a good thing. After that, no one in the hallways dared to mess with me once they figured out who I was. I had also began training in the martial arts as well. I decided to make it a point to put a stop to bullying at all costs. If someone was being picked on for being in a different club, sport, or for being a different race. I was there to put a stop to said bully.
I became the man who bullied the bullies.
After high school, I continued on my conquest to put an end to bullying. I volunteered with several anti-bullying groups in my hometown of Mobile, Alabama. It was during one of these rallies that I was approached about becoming a professional wrestler. I took him up on his offer and I took to wrestling like a fish to water. It was something that I became passionate about. Not to mention, it was something that I could use to spread my anti-bullying message around the world. Fast forward to now and I’m still the same person I was back then except I’m a bit older and a bit wiser.
Which leads me to my debut in Pangaea Pro.
I don’t know a whole lot about this place. I think there is a major obsession with war and while normal, it does seem to be a bit over the top. Regardless, I think that this is a good place to get certain messages across. And I get to start spreading my message this week against a man by the name of Jin Rhee. Now, I’m not going to make fun of this man because he is a warrior just like me. He’s coming from his homeland of South Korea to make some money to provide for his family. So to knock him for that would be just plain wrong. But this is a competition…
A competition to get ourselves noticed by the powers that be of Pangaea.
A chance to propel our careers to that next level that we so very much desire to attain. And to do that we have to go through one another. Do I like inflicting pain on people, no. But I will if I have to because sometimes to send a message, you have to do it through one of two means. Either by your words or by your actions. And words are only going to do so much so action is going to have to be the way for the message to spread.
And if blood happens to be shed in the process then so be it. Jin, I harbor no ill will towards you at all. This is nothing personal and if you see it as that then I characterized you severely wrong. But come World War, I’m going to be the better man in this contest. Whether that impresses the powers that be will remain to be seen. I’m going to make an impact and I will go through you to do so.
I’ll see you soon…
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