Amazing Grace – The Shine

I’m not a hero, I just like punching people in the face

An epic tale of piledrivers and shining wizards!

Making it in the world of professional wrestling is hard. Real hard. The promoters are all crooks, the pay is lousy, the fans hate everything, and your co-workers will sell you out in a second.

You’d think that being able to do magic, real actual honest to God bend the laws of physics magic would help with that. You’d be wrong.

This is the story of Amazing Grace as she tries to make it big in the wrestling biz, and save the world a time or two along the way as well.

Bad medicine is what I need, whoa

A counselor came to talk to me about how I had spinal damage and the ability to use my right leg might not come back.  She said that they needed to do more tests to know for sure what my situation would be.  I told her I was going to be fine.  She gave me a sad look.  Poor deluded patient.  She should be better at hiding her emotions if this is her job.  I told her that I do worry that I have a problem with violence but she said she wasn’t that kind of counselor.   The next morning…

Ghost blogger

Eric didn’t murder me.  You probably figured that out.  If I was a ghost writing this blog from beyond the grave I would tell you that at the beginning.  That would be interesting.   A ghost communicating through technology makes more sense to me than blood running down walls, cold spots, or rapping.  A ghost seems like a wireless signal to me.  A ghost in a router seems more logical to me than in an attic wearing a sheet. Instead of murdering me Eric waited until the kid left and dragged me to his car.  I think it was a Camry. …

I Know Who Killed Me 2 – The Twin’s Revenge

I watched part of an action movie where Denzel Washington says that there’s no such thing as tough, there’s prepared and unprepared.  I think that’s right.  If I had cast 42561’s pain editing spell before I ran into an ambush like a moron I would have been fine.  After I got shot it was too late.  The pain was too overwhelming for me to do anything about it.  I tried reaching for my magic.  It was like grabbing for a kite with no string.  I knew it was there but it might as well have been on the moon. I…

KISS

I like gimmick matches when they’re done right.  They can go very wrong.  The key is to keep things simple.   A gimmick match where you have to throw up a graphic explaining the rules means you’re fucked.  If you can’t explain the rules in a sentence try again.  Steel cage match, you fight in a cage.  Dog collar match, you fight chained together by the neck.  Ladder match, you try to climb a ladder and grab a thing.  These are all good.  One the other hand, if the idea of your match goes like – you have to earn a…

It’s not hard to trick me

I recognized the guy with the shotgun.  It took me a moment to remember how.  I see a lot of people.  He was with the Swede when Gary and I went to meet him.  I thought that Gary and the detective had killed the Swede’smen.  He must have been out buying beer when the Swede and the rest of his gang were ripped apart by wild dogs.  In his notes Royale makes it sound like something evil magicians do all the time, summon and control canines.  He has an entire section devoted to the magic behind it and how to…

Hide away

I don’t know how I wasn’t able to catch him.  I was out of the car after him in two seconds.  I should be way faster than a kid.  Somehow he left me in the dust.  He was around the corner out of my sight in a flash.  No problem, I’ll just track him down with my finding spell.  It reminded me of a place I used to hide out in sometimes.  In Chicago I think. Lots of rusted metal and old brick buildings that were falling apart.  Must be that the mortar rots away leaving the brick and that’s…

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