Entering the eye of the storm, I am lucky and grateful to be chosen by Betsy Granger. Standing alongside Granger, Sebastian Everett Bryce, and Corey Black, You've got me. One of those names doesn't belong and I admit I may have lost a step in my advancing age. 41 years old and move like i am 81 years old. Fuck it! I'll give the House Of Wayward Wanderers something they didn't expect.
It doesn't mean I am gonna take it easy against Savannah Knightley. Just because she is a girl means nothing to the Daddy Of Violence. They don't call me Daddy for nothing. Let's put it that way. In 2008, I was a trailblazer in a sense. Most companies didn't expect me to be that guy to raise the Rainbow flag but I am that guy. Openly bisexual for years and never hid who I was. I've stayed true to myself. Something that will shock you. I will in fact hit a girl. Its strictly business with me. Once that bell rings, Its fair game.
Nobody is laughing with the violence I bring. Centurion, I remember that cage match back in 2012 where you took me to my limit. Does that ring a bell? The only difference is we are obviously older but I still won't back down from you either. You may be the better wrestler but that doesn't matter at the end of the day. The guy with one eye who has been a World Champion twice in a career where most would've quit doing the bullshit i've done to my body.
Jennie Nickles? Oh God! There is another Nickles roaming around? That is absolutely terrifying to me. IF she is anything like her brother, I better be prepared to use every single amount of brutality I got in me.
Isaiah King. Gotta keep the banter a bit light. Don't wanna come in too tight. Got it right. Fly a kite. That is absolute garbage. Let me see if I got one more in me for Mr. Tag Team Champion. This is a test. No, i jest. I'm the best. I enter the storm. Crap, Not many words rhyme with storm. Screw it. I don't need to do that rhyme nonsense to beat you in hand to hand combat.
Now, I know I am not exactly the prime specimen I was a decade ago. I got something that most people don't have and that is the ability to turn up the heat when it truly matters. I know the Earth Mother is looking over me. Even in darkness, There is always some form of light.
I drew from that same deck of cards I have always carried with me for over 20 years. The Chariot pops up which is perhaps the greatest card pull I could've asked for when I went to seek advice. I know I am not making a mistake going into this fight.
That card in my faith means I got the willpower and strength to overcome this conflict. Brigid will ensure my safety. I am merely a vessel in the grand scheme of things and I know that when the music hits, I am ready for whatever type of challenge you throw my way.
I know you wouldn't expect me to be a witch but I am one. I understand and accept my vices in life. There is no such thing as a warlock or a wizard. You call me either one of those and I will knock you on your ass. I can still back it up. Even blinded in one eye and older.
That epitaph will read that this old man with one eye kicked your ass. Now, Who wouldn't want to party when you got the money I have? My life is like fantasy camp to most people! I show up at a bar and get it packed with people. Especially in Boston. Packed to the brim in the bar room as the drinks keep flowing.
I'll always be ready for a good time because there is a chance I might get laid. Not gonna lie about that. The fans keep coming even after my many failures in life. Wrestling is all I got left. My movie career failed because the secret was out the bag by movie three. I didn't have a damn clue what I was doing and got lucky. Similar to wrestling but I can control the odds better.
People come to see me swing for the fences whether I win or lose. A match against me is like gambling. You might win but you are paying a heavy cost. I got nothing to go home to so I am not worried about what damage hits my body.
What can you do to a guy like me? Yeah, You won but at what cost? A scar may form on your body depending on the stipulation because I live for the violence and bloodshed of a good deathmatch.
War Games is upon me and I will do everything in my power to ensure my team wins this battle. I know I don't have the same exact skill set as my partners but I gotta give everything I have and prove that my legacy trumps everything. I've been in the ring with multiple opponents over the years. I can pinpoint each weakness because the whole goal for me is to just outlast my opponents pain threshold. If I can withstand just one more move, I got the victory.
I got a letter from Betsy Granger calling upon my ability to travel back in time to August 22nd, 1485 to save her. I am a member of The House Of Wayward Wanderers. I hope I can nail it this time because doing it sometimes doesn't always work in my favor. But if she is calling upon me, It must mean she needs help in something.
Boston, MA
November 12th, 2025
The scene opens up inside of Barney Green's dimly lit apartment. Cheap particleboard bookcases full of his mementos from his career in the business. All you can see on the floor is a bunch of pizza boxes and empty beer cans everywhere. He is wearing a black cloak, black khakis, and black sneakers. We see him get up off the lawn chair that serves as his throne. He promptly walks into his bed and lets out a swear.
Barney: Dammit!
Barney walks towards the kitchen and opens the fridge where you just see beer upon beer in it. He grabs a can and shuts the fridge. He takes a swig of it and looks around his mess of an apartment. The cracks in the ceiling as a letter appears in front of him. He picks it up and looks at it. He takes another swig of his beer and then lets out a loud belch throwing the can to the ground.
Barney: I might be drunk enough to attempt this@ This requires a lot of skill.
He places the letter down and then reveals the peace medallion around his neck.
Barney: Talking about Good Vibrations, man. Let's bring me to this location.
Barney walks into his bathroom. He reaches inside of the toilet tank and grabs a beer. He opens it and takes another swig as he stares at the mirror. He opens the medicine cabinet revealing a single black candle. He shuts the medicine cabinet looking confused.
Barney: Where the hell is the lighter?
Barney takes another swig of the beer and then throws it into the pile of empty cans on the floor. He looks behind the toilet.
Barney: How the hell did you wind up back here?
Barney bends down and bangs his head on the toilet. He grabs the lighter and pops up swearing.
Barney: Goddamn toilet getting in the way of travel! Fuck you!
Barney lights the candle and stares at the mirror.
Barney: Brigid! Give me your strength! I am calling upon you to transport me back to August 22nd, 1485! Bring me to this destination. I got the coordinates in my memory.
The lights start flickering as there is a flash of light and the scene fades to black.
Bosworth Field
August 22nd, 1485
The scene opens back up and we see Barney Green in a cloak inside of a bathroom. Barney blows out the candle.
Barney: Really, The crapper?
Barney exits the bathroom and sees a bunch of important looking people. Barney goes to remove the cloak only to realize he forgot to put a shirt on underneath it.
Barney: This isn't gonna end well for me but screw it.
Barney passes by a buffet table and grabs a giant turkey leg. He takes a bite out of it as a guard approaches him.
Guard: Sir, Who are you?
Barney: Why, I am Reginald Collins The Fifteenth.
Guard: How can that be? You don't look like him. Considering he isn't as rotund as you are.
Barney quickly hits the guard with the turkey leg. The guard goes to reach for his sword only to be blocked as Barney hits him with a right hook. The guard falls to the ground. Barney nails him with a brutal kick to the head. The guard is knocked out. Barney throws him into the bathroom. He quickly shuts the door and changes into his clothes.
Barney: Now, Where is Betsy?
Barney quickly exits the building looking at the coordinates and trying to gain his bearings. He starts roaming around the area only to see the guards looking at him oddly. He tries to act like he belongs as a guard only to get attacked from behind by one of the guards. He elbows the guard in the balls. He knocks the guard down with a spinning back fist. More guards are running towards the scene. Barney chuckles.
Barney: I am not going down without a fight. Brigid! Give me your strength. I am an open vessel to your power!
Barney knocks another guard out with a quick right hook that comes running towards him. More and more guards just start coming. Barney tries to fight another guard only to be hit from behind and they start ganging up on him.
Guard: I would stop if I were you, Warlock!
Barney raises his hands in surrender as the guards surround him. The scene fades to black.
