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| Tweet Topic Started: Apr 15 2015, 11:04 PM (1,417 Views) | |
| Hard Knox Wrestling | Apr 15 2015, 11:04 PM Post #1 |
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![]() Catch up with the HKW superstars after House of Pain only on Evolve! Watch as the action from HOP spews backstage after every show with comments from the HKW stars and officials. Maybe we'll even see a brawl break out! |
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| Deleted User | Apr 16 2015, 03:02 AM Post #2 |
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The scene pans backstage at the end of HOP. You see a few fans catching up with their favorite stars. Some wrestlers are speaking to reporters and bloggers. Among the few being interviewed is the number one contender for the cyber championship herself, Alex J. Alex is shown laughing and chatting it up with the reporter as the cameras get closer. ALEX J: I came out tonight to see good wrestling, and that's exactly what I saw. I rarely come out just to watch. It's definitely a different experience than actually being in the ring. I see why the fans continuously come out, you know? REPORTER: You had a run in backstage today with both competitors that you'll be facing for the cyber championship at Inception, where things got A little heated and eventually turned physical. Alex chuckles. ALEX J:Sometimes you gotta lay em out for em to hear you. REPORTER:You've made quite a few books statements about both competitors. One being that you feel like you made Riley's career. Elaborate on that. ALEX J:I stand by that statement. She should stand by that statement. If you've seen her career before me and after me, you stand by that statement. She has this shot because of me. And now wants to act tough."No more talking Alex(she says mocking Riley)". Get that shit out off my face. All you did was talk. Rode my back the entire time and nagged about working hard. Then to have the nerve to demand my respect? Pfft. Alex chuckles. REPORTER:Briefly Cole, the current cyber champ held the title in your face, and said that's the closest either of you would get to touching the title. How'd you feel about that? ALEX J:Well he's a joke. How should I feel? I thought he was telling jokes. He's the company's errand boy. But he looks at himself as he's someone that is the savior of this company. And that belt is the only thing he has to hold onto to actually help him believe that. Everyone sees him for the joke he is. Everybody but him at least. Inception will prove just that. It's time to end his reign. And it's definitely my turn to pick it up and take it where it needs to go. REPORTER:what does the title mean to you? ALEX J:We all say we don't need validation. And that's 100% true. But that doesn't mean we don't want it. But for me, it would be indication that it was all worth it. It'll be indication that I am everything no one wants me to be, and that's a champion. I came into this game flying. I was raw, untrained. I was far from perfect and even still I have a ways to go. But show after show I've stood tall on my own. I fought the biggest match of my career in my opinion thus far against Jinzai last ignite. I didn't even think I was ready to stand against him. He's a person I look up to in this company. And I stood tall and I ended up victorious just like I plan to at Inception.Unlike my competitors, no one helped me get here. I didn't hide behind my bosses, lowering myself to being someone's bitch boy to get here. I didn't turn to anybody or use anybody to put me in this spot. I am the number one contender because I earned the spot. No matter what anyone says or tries to discredit, I'm here for a reason. The title needs to be in better hands...my hands. So you can see a real reign. She pauses, smirking ALEX J:Unless of course, you wanna continue to see this title ran to shit. Or taken over by a bitch that won't know what to do with it. REPORTER:How are you getting ready for inception? ALEX J:The same way I've gone into every match since I debuted with #teamIGNITE. Everybody is against me. I trust no one but myself. I expect any and everything to be thrown at me. And I'm focused. More focused than ever before. Training with this new trainer, he's training my body as well as my mind and spirit. The Alex you saw last ignite going forward isn't the Alex y'all knew before. So you'll just have to keep your eyes peeled. She smiles as she and the reporter chat it up more off camera as the scene fades to black. |
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| Nina Stokes | Apr 16 2015, 07:14 AM Post #3 |
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The scene opens up with Nina Stokes walking down the hallway. She has a her gym bag and the Bloodlust Championship both in hand. Nina’s stride is slow, due to exhaustion; her match with Laurel had taken a great toll on her. As she continues down the hallway, is spots a (un)familiar face. The camera pans a bit to the left and we see MJ Bell come into view. Nina advances until she is a only few feet away from her “friend.” Nina quietly glares at MJ who has a strange smile, nearly wicked. She breaks the silence first. MJ BELL: Don’t have anything to say? Could at least say ‘hello.’ Nina responds with a look of disgust as she shakes her head. NINA STOKES: Get the fuck out of my way. I’ve got a flight to catch and I not going to miss do to your foolishness. MJ BELL: The only thing foolish is your anger and rudeness. MJ steps to the side allowing Nina to pass. Nina advances forward, intentionally thrusting her shoulder into MJ’s as she does. NINA STOKES: You’ve yet to see the full extent of either trait Ms. Bell. MJ snaps to the right grabbing ahold of Nina’s shoulder. Nina yanks her shoulder free, glaring at MJ then down at her hand, before she has a chance to speak, MJ BELL It would be wise for you to think about what path you are about to stumble down. It wasn’t meant to be personal but you took it that way like a child. I don’t hate you, Nina, but get in my way and I’ll remove you like I would anyone else. Enjoy your flight, Champ. Bell turns and begins to walk away. Nina shouts out as she is walking: NINA STOKES: You know that every choice I make is deliberate MJ! If I’m going down this “path,” then it’s by design! I’ll see you soon! MJ lifts a hand up as if to wave. The scene ends with a shot of Nina glaring down at her ‘friend.’ |
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| Brian Stryker | Apr 16 2015, 07:24 AM Post #4 |
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The camera catches up to Brian Stryker. He's sitting ring side as the grounds crew went to work taking apart the ring. He's talking with Brian Mason about the night and what Brian did as a commentator giving him some tips for future reference. The two are laughing, enjoying the peace that comes from the after show. Camera Man: Stryker! Your thoughts on what transpired tonight? Stryker: Oh, I thought it went about as well as you would think HKW would. Camera Man: Why did you jump on the commentary table? Stryker: Why? Simple. Getting my name out there. Anyone can cut a promo in the ring to get their name out there. How man have actually Spent the whole show getting their name dropped? People know who I am know. Besides someone had to drown out Randy the Pilot's stupidity. Camera Man: What does this mean for Dream On? Stryker: It means that I am on the card and you'll be seeing me in action. But that's something for another day. Stryker gets to his feet and grabs his Pepsi. He shakes Mason's hand as he leaves the commentary table and starts walking up the ramp, knowing he was walking back down soon, this time to compete. |
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| Felicity Banks | Apr 16 2015, 03:16 PM Post #5 |
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As the show came to an end, the fans and commentators starting to leave until the sound of ‘Salt of the Earth’ began to fill the arena putting the fan’s and commentator’s butts back into their seats. As the HKW World champion began to descend down the ramp, the fan began to cheer as some even started coming down to the barricade to crowd it so they could tag her open hand that she openly had out and waiting for them to slap as she made her way to the ring. Once going up the steel steps, and entering the ring over the second rope, Onyx smiled as she put her hair over her shoulder while walking over to Whisper and asking for her microphone. Once the microphone was in her hand, her music began to die down as she returned to the ring. ONYX PAYNE: When I tweeted that tonight was going to be a spectacle… I couldn’t have been more on point don’t you think? The fans cheer in agreeance. ONYX PAYNE: Zack Jones made his return to the ring, former tag team champion Ashley Sullivan made her return, you were brought not one, but TWO live horror movie performances… but there was something lacking. Just… Something wasn’t right. Something happened that you guys didn’t get to experience. Something that you guys deserved to see right here in this very ring. As Onyx points to the ring, again the fans began to cheer, even some chants for Felicity began. ONYX PAYNE: I know you guys wanted me and Felicity to be face to face with each other right here. So you could feel the intensity. So you could feel the tension in the air as we stood nose to nose, toe to toe but, that didn’t happen. Instead we ended up running into each other in the back and that was it. We exchanged a few words and we went our separate ways. So right now, what I want to do is call out Felicity. The World champion turns facing the entrance. ONYX PAYNE: Why don’t you come out here so we can give these fans what they paid to see. A real Face to Face. A few of the fans in attendance began bowing in the direction of the entrance ramp for the arrival of Felicity Banks. Seconds pass by without any sign that the former HKW World Champion was coming out. The crowd look in the ring and see Onyx still waiting patiently, mouthing the words ‘she’ll be here’ away from the microphone. WILLIAM BURKE: I don’t think the Queen is coming out… GAMBINO: You don’t know Fel well if you think that... Onyx holds her position, the fans getting a bit restless. Finally, “Scream” by Thousand Foot Krutch blares over the speakers and Miss Banks steps onto the stage. She scans the crowd for a minute, spinning around a microphone in her hand. She makes a gesture for the sound guys to cut her music, and slowly paces down the ramp. FELICITY BANKS: Just who in the world do you think you are?! Who the hell do you think you are calling ME out, huh?! You don’t call me out! I call people out! And 9 times out 10 they end up on their knees bowing down to the QUUUUUUUUUUEEEEEEEEEEEENAAAAH! And just like that...the former World Champion was acting like the person everyone loved to hate. FELICITY BANKS: But, I’ll play your stupid little game. I’ll come out here and grace all these peasants with a couple seconds of my time BECAUSE I’M SELFLESS LIKE THAT. Even though I should be on a plane to Japan right now...here I am...giving all these peasants and germs what they came here to see. THE VERY BEST THING GOING IN PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING TODAY! THE QUEEN. THE SULLEN ANGEL. THE EPITOME OF EXCELLENCE. FELICITY BANKS! She got mid-ramp and looks at the fans in the front row. She notices that more than a few were wearing FelonyX t-shirts, causing the former champ to tilt her head to the side and quiver. FELICITY BANKS: They still sell those? She walks toward the fans and holds out the microphone as if she were letting them answer. FAN: Ye-- Felicity rips the microphone away. FELICITY BANKS: OF COURSE THEY STILL SELL THOSE, PEASANT! THEY HAVE MY FACE ON THEM THAT’S WHY! She laughs as she turns her attention back to the ring, now standing near the steps. FELICITY BANKS: Why do you have to waste my time with this nonsense, Onyx? Why must you give this sea of inferiors what they came to see? Granted, this show was a giant snoozefest filled with stupid overdramatic things followed by stupider overdramatic things...why do we have to do this? You and I have both said everything that we needed to say. There’s literally nothing left to say! Felicity runs up the steps, across the apron, and then sits on the middle rope while pushing her feet off the bottom, and leaning her back against the top. FELICITY BANKS: We don’t NEED people to care about us, Onyx. They already do. We don’t NEED to do things for the sake of just doing them. Our story writes itself. You took my title, and I want my title back. What else needs to be done? What else needs to be said? What the hell am I doing out here instead of being on a plane to Japan right now so I can win some more gold to add to my collection? Tell me...I’ll wait. Onyx chuckles. ONYX PAYNE: I remember when you demanded me to bow down and you know what happened? I didn’t get on my knees and bow down to you. Instead I stood up and fought you and you know what happened then? I won the HKW World championship. You have demanded me to stay down, know my place, and I still didn’t listen. You know, because of me not listening to you… I am where I am right now. Now I don’t need to tell you why I have called you out because you said it yourself perfectly clear. You put people in those seats but, not only that but, the people who are gunning for this title don’t even come to me, the champion… with threats or demands. They don’t want to face me. They want to face you now I could take that as a compliment or an insult but, I wonder how many are still going to want to face you after you walk away from Dream On strapless. Zakk wants you to walk away with the strap. That’s what he wants. He wants to be the one to take this title away from you by any means necessary but, he forgets. That I have been there and I have already done that. You say that there isn’t anything more that we have to say to each other and you’re right because quite frankly... I'm done talking. With that, Onyx tosses her microphone to the side, takes her world title off her shoulder and folds it up and walks over, keeping her eyes on Felicity, and places it under the ropes before returning to the center of the ring and gesturing to Fel with her hand to ‘Come On.’ FELICITY BANKS: Are you stupid or something? Are you simple? Are you a moron? An imbecile? A freaking clutz? How many times do I have to repeat myself before you understand the words that are coming out of my mouth. Here… I’ll slow it down for you. Felicity clears her throat. FELICITY BANKS: I……..am…….done……….fighting…………….you……….when………….are you still following along? Yah? Good. She clears her throat once more. FELICITY BANKS: When……...it……….does…….not………..matter. You wanna know why people come to me, Onyx? You wanna know why people WANT to face me? It’s really a simple thing, but you probably won’t understand it. With, or without that title, I’m still the upper echelon in HKW. Hell, I’m the upper echelon in HKW, GFP, and soon I’ll be at the top of 4CW! You said it yourself… you fucking said it yourself! I MADE that belt important again. I added value to that championship - something you will NEVER be able to do. People see me? They still see the queen, but more than that? They see the uncrowned ruler of this company, and that’s what I’ll always be with that gold, or without it. What was that thing you once said? Something about... it’s not the title who makes the champion, it’s the champion who makes the title? Some fortune cookie type mess like that, and look - LOOK WHAT WE HAVE IN HKW NOW. She laughs. FELICITY BANKS: People still want me as the champion because they know - THEY KNOW THAT BEATING ME IS A MUCH, MUUUUUUUUUCH bigger deal than beating you could ever be. How does that make you feel, Onyx? Does it piss you off to know that no matter how long you hold that title, you still won’t be viewed in the same light as me? Does it piss you off knowing that you’re the one who does everything the right way, and you’re actually a decent role model for these peasants...but still...I’m the one they want at the top? Felicity finally sits up, only to walk toward the corner and lean her back against it. FELICITY BANKS: I know it would make me mad, but you’re not me. You’re not me and that’s exactly why you’ll never be the champion that I was. You’ll never be part of the upper echelon in this company, and there’s really not a damn thing you can do about it. I am THE FACE OF THIS ENTIRE COMPANY, AND THAT’S NEVER….EVER....GOING TO CHANGE. I don’t need that championship you got there, Onyx. I really don’t. The former champion shrugs her shoulders, spinning the microphone around in her hand before bringing it back to her lips. FELICITY BANKS: I just want it back, and I’m going to take it away from you at Dream On. Now, if you’re done wasting my time, I’m gonna skiddadle. Unless you wanna ‘bring it’ now, and if that’s the case now, there’s nothing in between us but air. Once again...I’ll wait. Onyx rolls her eyes and raises her hand and knocks the microphone Felicity was holding right out of her hand. As it crashes down to the mat. Fel’s eyes enlarge as she looks at Onyx and then as she looks down at the microphone out of her peripheral visions she sees a figure at the top of the ramp, and this also gets the champion’s attention as well. WILLIAM BURKE: Is that.. Is that Shane Hartford? SHANE HARTFORD: I’ve been going about this contract thing all wrong! I know what it is! I finally know what I was doing wrong! As Shane Hartford made his way to the ring, Onyx and Fel look at eachother with the same confused expression as they return their gaze to Shane. SHANE HARTFORD: This entire time I’ve been trying to get a contract on the iGNITE brand, when it’s clear that Defiance is the brand in this company with the real talent! Talent that could appreciate someone as gifted as Shane Hartford! Onyx scratches the back of her head as both her and Fel watch the boasting Shane enter the ring. SHANE HARTFORD: I know you two ladies have your thing going on, but I think it’s time for you two to hit the bricks and let a MAN like me do some talking! See, for weeks now I’ve been jumping through hoops to get myself a contract with HKW. Sick of hearing his voice, Felicity walks up to Hartford and snatches the microphone out of his hand. She slams it down to the mat, then puts her foot on it as Hartford tries to sweet talk the 2014 Wrestler of the Year. Hartford turns around and tries to do the same to Onyx, but the champion has none of it and tells him to turn back around. Once he does, Felicity jumps in the air and hits Hartford with an elbow to the face! GAMBINO: This dumb mothafucka just can’t stop gettin’ his ass beat. He falls back toward Onyx, gets his head pulled back, and Onyx hits him with the “Silencer” reverse DDT! WILLIAM BURKE: That should keep him quiet! Hartford rolls out of the ring, clutching at the back of his head. He pushes himself up to his feet and stares at the HKW World Champion. Onyx just leans on the ropes and tells him to come back for more, but Hartford keeps it moving up the ramp. GAMBINO: Think Hartford done tryin’ after that. Dude ain’t as smart as he thinks he thinks. WILLIAM BURKE: You’re right about that. At least for a minute FelonyX managed to find one common enemy...WAIT A MINUTE! WHAT’S FELICITY DOING! Felicity was standing behind Onyx, set up in position for the Bank Shot. Onyx continued to watch as Hartford made his way up the entrance ramp, not realizing that behind her; Felicity was ready to take her head off. GAMBINO: Never turn yo back on a Banks, breh. When Onyx turned around, Felicity stepped forward for the Bank Shot but, she stopped herself as she then just stared at Onyx, and the champion stared right back at her. As the two stared at eachother, Felicity ran her fingers through her hair and stepped back towards the title laying under the rope. Picking it up, she looks at her reflection as she walks back in front of Onyx and hands it to her and tells her “It’s Coming Home.” With those words spoken, the former champion walks around the now champion and out of the ring, making her way backwards up the ramp with a smirk on her face. Onyx looks at the World championship and looks back up at Felicity before holding it in the air, shaking her head no, and saying: “I’m not going to let that happen.” Edited by Felicity Banks, Apr 16 2015, 03:56 PM.
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| Alexa Corra | Apr 16 2015, 05:04 PM Post #6 |
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Alexa Corra was holding a small gasoline tank in her hands as a camera crew made their way to the parking lot. She was humming “lala” and skipped in the direction of Zagan Solas, who still had blood dripping from her head. ALEXA CORRA: We should’ve just taken their eyes. Or their tongues...or their fingers. Anything. They’re both useless anyway. Alexa twirled the cap off the gasoline and began pouring it to the ground as Zagan watched. ALEXA CORRA: And then we should’ve set them on fire. Had our own little picnic while watching the fiasco that was House of Pain. Did you see that hanging? Alexa turned to Zagan and smiled...awkwardly smiled. ALEXA CORRA: It was...okay, I guess. However, they didn’t do it right. If they did… Ava wouldn’t have left this arena with any air in her lungs. She would have been in a bodybag, but I’m beginning to think that’s not what they wanted. That was just for show. They don’t have the heart to take another persons life. Alexa spun around and emptied the rest of the gasoline tank on the floor. ALEXA CORRA: Not like us. I think that day’s coming closer and closer, wouldn’t you say? I would’ve gladly ended one of those two sisters, but really...what would have that done? They have no loved ones. No one to suffer. No one to cry over their loss. It would’ve felt...empty. Zagan tilted her head looking at the darkened areas on the pavement of the trail of gasoline Alexa left and a twinkle came to her eye. ZAGAN SOLAS: The eyes. We should have taken their eyes. That way when people would see them they could still hear. Hear every child’s frightening voice as their mother told them to look away. They would hear the juvenile delinquents laugh at them. Mock them. As they vocalized them as freaks on this world and then they would feel… Every piercing corner of the rocks that would be thrown at them. They would have suffered from inside out until… they could no longer bare it and they would do the inevitable. Then it wouldn’t be empty. Zagan, never blinking, she looked at Alexa. ZAGAN SOLAS: She wasn’t meant to die that way… Suffering is what they wanted for her not death. We really shouldn’t worry about other people not getting the job done. Those who can not have too much heart, feeling, they don’t know. They don’t understand. Now we look to our future… Our next victims. Perhaps we should suggest the match be changed… To a burning alive match. Tilting her head the other direction, she picks up the lighter that was laying beside her, and began to flick it on and off before leaving the flame on and gliding her free hand over it, and with each passing swipe she gets closer and closer into the flame. ZAGAN SOLAS: Watching them suffer in the burning light. Running around screaming… Instead of screaming obscenities they would be screaming out in pure agony. Then maybe… just maybe.. There will be satisfaction. Burning flesh into the air, a part of them going inside your lungs… a brief moment you become one and then…. your body dissolves them into what they truly are. Nothing. But what would we use to ignite this flame? Zagan looked to Alexa as she let the flame to her lighter die as she releases the button. ZAGAN SOLAS: What shall we use that will hurt them the most? Alexa looked at the gasoline trail and reached into her coat pocket. She pulled out a photo and showed it to Zagan. ALEXA CORRA: Family. Zagan sparked up the lighter with a sadistic grin. ZAGAN SOLAS: Family… Lifting up the lighter, the top of the flame caught the corner of the picture causing it to curl up because of the heat. As the flame continues to engorge itself with the gloss paper, Alexa turned around, watching the flame dance before tossing it onto the pavement and catching the gasoline trail on fire. ALEXA CORRA: Think our work for the night is done. The duo of 5150 turn around and walk away from the flames heading toward the arena exit. A number of arena personnel come rushing outside and attempt to put the fire out with Zagan and Alexa out of the picture. Laaalaaa |
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| Deleted User | Apr 16 2015, 05:52 PM Post #7 |
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The cameraman follows the newcomer Dax "Ripper" Richards backstage, shortly after his match against Chopz. Dax is pacing up and down in the locker room area, punching lockers and seemingly frustrated. DAX RICHARDS: I'M NOT SATISFIED! I WANT MORE! I WANT TO FIGHT MORE! I WANTED HIS BLOOD! HIS BILE! I WANTED HIM TO SHIT IN HIS FRIGGIN' PANTS! Breathing heavily, Dax looks directly in the camera. DAX RICHARDS: I'm no wrestler. I FIGHT! I don't do hammerlocks. I FIGHT! I don't like mind games. I FIGHT! I don't like playing games at all. All. I like. To do. IS FIGHT! He hammers away at more of the lockers, trying to let out more frustrations. DAX RICHARDS: When I was walking around this place looking. I don't see tough guys. These punks around here all got their kickpads shoved up their asses. They all wanna be protected. PROTECTED!? DURING A FIGHT!? Nothing but schemes, people weaseling out of situations. PEOPLE GETTING HUNG!? WHAT THE HELL KIND OF CRAP IS THIS!? What in the world did I sign up for where ladies are performing a murder exhibition. Why? What was the beef that was so serious where that's necessary? Where I come from, if you have beef with someone you fight them. Unless they killed your mother, your father, your brother or your dog, fighting was enough. If it was more serious then that, you let authorities handle it. But I refuse to be stuck in this side freak show circus act. I'm not here to take over the company, take over the world. I'm here because I want to RIP PEOPLE IN HALF and shield from the law under the guise of Sports Entertainment. I'm here for one reason...AND ONE REASON ONLY! TO FIGHT! Dax starts hammering away at the lockers once again. Just as he's punching the lockers, the door opens revealing the leader of Anglo Saxon Heritage, Billy Joe McCleary along with Baron, Brick and Bo. Billy Joe looks around covering his ears. BILLY JOE MCCLEARY: WHAT IN TARNATION IS ALL THIS GOD DAMN RACKET!?!!? Upon Billy Joe's yelling, Dax stops punching lockers and turns to see A.S.H. making their way into the locker room area. Billy Joe eyes the newcomer a bit, before slowly nodding his head. BILLY JOE MCCLEARY: Looka what we have 'ere boys. The Brawny Man! I don't believe I seent you 'round these 'ere parts befo'. My name is ol' Billy Joe these my McCleary boys! Tried n' true yesiree. Put 'er there! Billy Joe extends his hand out to Dax who looks down at his hand and back up to him. Billy Joe waves his hand in Dax's face. BILLY JOE MCCLEARY: Helllooooo is you one 'em damn...'em damn...what they is Bo? BO MCCLEARY: *grunts* BILLY JOE MCCLEARY: THATS IT! HE MUST BE ONE 'EM DAMN CHECK-IS-SLOW-VODKAS CAN'T SPEAK A LICK A ENGLISH IN OUR DAMN COUN'TRY SOAKIN' UP OUR GOOD OL' MERICAN AI-- Dax decked Billy Joe in the face in the elbow and was immediately hounded by all three of his brothers. Baron tried to restrain Dax against the lockers as Brick hammered away. Ripper Richards kneed Baron in the gut to hold him back and launched the tag team champions into the lockers behind him. Billy Joe was on his knees, holding his jaw trying to get back up. BILLY JOE MCCLEARY: WELL I'LL BE DAMNED BOY PACK A HIT! Dax knocked Baron down with an elbow but turned around to see Bo burning a hole right through him. It looked as if they both titled their heads at one another. Bo turned away and peeled Brick off the ground, helping him and Billy Joe back to their feet. Dax spit out some blood and maybe a tooth fragment. The group stared directly at Richards, who was ready to take all four members on, as they exited the locker room. DAX RICHARDS: And I'm from Minnesota you assholes. Dax looks over to the cameraman before watching the door close and letting out a slight sigh of relief. |
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| Luke Wisia | Apr 16 2015, 07:43 PM Post #8 |
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The scene falls in and shows Luke Wisia holding a camera in the locker room. He was still sweaty from earlier, wearing his hair slightly over his glazed over eyes. The audience only sees Luke out of the camera lens that he is holding, but the vision wasn’t perfect as Luke paced around the locker room. You could only see his head, but you did see Luke wiping down his nose and looking at the camera with a set of crazy eyes before speaking. While he walked past, you could see his RIP leather jacket laying somewhere in the background. LUKE WISIA: Everyone’s a critic… I ain’t been here for a few weeks and everyone got something to say. Nicole Starr thinks she actually has the room to talk. Fran slapped the shit outta me for tellin’ her the truth. Leander and Vanessa borin’ my ass with history lessons, literally… Eva Castro chattin’ it up with Colton Sterling. He snarls at the camera, shaking his head and sniffing. LUKE WISIA: Only one of you mother fuckers who ain’t gettin’ on my nerves right now is Neon, and that’s so assbackwards that it barely makes any sense at all. AND THE ONLY ONE TO TALK THAT SHIT TO MY FACE IS FRAN… Waving a finger at the camera he was holding, it began to shake a little as Luke kept up the pacing. LUKE WISIA: I mean, where do start? Too many victims to choose from. Nicole Starr can shut the fuck up now. I ain’t hardly even said shitttt, but you gonna blame people talking ‘bout me on Fel. Is there ever a moment that passes when people ain’t bringin’ up Fel for someone’s success or failure? The whole “he is only here because of his family ties” shit is old. I been hearin’ that since high school, now it’s just ignored. How ‘bout I have hype because I kicked your face in twice now? Nahhhh, not even that would get talked about. It must be because I’m just more fuckin’ important than you. People have talked ‘bout me more times in three weeks than they have ‘bout you your whole career. Yeahhh, my feelin’s would be hurt too. This time we see Luke set the camera down on a table. You can hear him messing with something off screen, but it’s only a few seconds later that he raises the camera back up into focus. He has his hand over his eyes, rubbing down his face before looking at the camera with disgust. LUKE WISIA: Fran… Why the fuck you thought it was okay to put your hands on me… it ain’t add up. I’m not like some of these other pussies that we might be goin’ up against. YOU HIT ME, BITCH! Some of these other swines might let that shit happen, but not this guy. I tried to warn you… He thinks about that, putting a finger on his chin and looking up towards the ceiling. LUKE WISIA: Actually… I don’t think I warned you, but that ain’t the point. You gonna learn quickly who I am. And I’m the type of guy that you ain’t just gonna put hands on whenever your stingy ass thinks it’s appropriate. Miss Captain of a sinking ship. Titanic ass hoe. If you wanna fuck with one of the craziest mother fuckers on this roster, all you gotta do is try to put hands on me again. After I decapitate you, I’ll rub your blood on my face like war paint… Just like I did once upon a time to Kai. Life lesson to LEARN who you’re fuckin’ with and what you’re ‘bout to get yourself into. You can walk around with your replica title and call yourself the “Real” No Limits Champion, but that’s all you’ll ever really be as long that I’m still on the scene… a replica. Just another replica of a person who is always ridin’ on Fel’s back and squallin’ over everyone else so that you can be heard. Ashley Sullivan tried that… Luke makes a farting noise with his mouth, spitting some while doing it, and gives the camera a thumbs down. LUKE WISIA: Eva Castro, go put your head back up Colton Sterling’s asshole. IF YA’LL WANNA TALK SHIT, THEN LOOK AT ME INSTEAD OF EACH OTHER! Ya, I like to run my fuckin’ mouth, but at least I’m doin’ it to your face and not the back of your head. He taps the camera on the lense several times before headbutting the camera. LUKE WISIA: Talkin’ to you, Colton Shitface. Tune in now Colton, cause I’m bringin’ your name up. Say my name three times and you’ll be avoidin' a mirror for the rest of ya pathetic life. You really think you’re hot shit, dontcha? You think just cause you held the No Limits Title for so long that you can’t still be knocked the fuck out. You ain’t supermannnnnn. You bleed, sweat, shit, and put your pants on same leg just like the rest of us. BUT AFTER ALL THIS TIME, YOU STILL AIN’T GOT A PAIR OF BALLS! You can keep prayin’ that you might end up in the same ring as Eva. Cause if I step in those ropes with you, I’ll live up to what I said… I’ll kill ya. I ain’t got no patience for this side steppin’ and talkin’ shit ‘bout each other to other peeps. Meet up and square up, you big bitch. YOU AIN’T SHIT, DUDE! Next time you got somethin’ to say ‘bout me, you can find me instead of gossipin’ like a lil cunt. Until then…. Luke sets the camera back on the table and takes a seat, keeping himself inside the frame. Even after a successful night, he still looked like shit. LUKE WISIA: You see, Ne-yawwwwn ain’t gonna have me around to get her anymore free wins. That charity bullshit is over with now. Nicole got put back in reality of how much a shitter she really is. Fran probably gonna be eatin’ porridge from a straw for the next few weeks YAWWWLLLLLL… Eva creepin’ around in dark hallways and talkin’ to people that walk by like a bum lookin’ to give a blowjob for a quarter. Colton just waitin’.... waitin’.... waitin’.... Spitting on the floor next to him, he grits his teeth before continuing. LUKE WISIA: Some of you will keep dreamin’ about it, while I’m living it. He begins to laugh to himself. LUKE WISIA: Welcome to my world. Population: Six. Deaths: Two and counting. The scene goes completely black as Luke turns off the camera. |
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| Kenshin Takamura | Apr 16 2015, 09:12 PM Post #9 |
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As House of Pain: Prophecy Aftermath continues, we see Tristan Morris who seems to have been waiting patiently in the backstage area. After a long moment, he walks toward someone who isn’t in the camera’s view. The camera turns enough that we see Sho Kojima and HKW’s Global Champion, Kenshin Takamura walking toward the locker room area. Morris immediately jumps at this opportunity as the actions of these two men seems to have been one of the biggest question marks of the night. TRISTAN MORRIS: Kenshin- Before Tristan can even bother to continue, he’s abruptly cut off by Sho Kojima. SHO KOJIMA: That’s Mister Takamura! Show some respect, you idiot. For a moment, Tristan stutters before speaking again TRISTAN MORRIS: Uhh, oh. Mister Takamura, there is no doubt that your actions tonight at House of Pain: Prophecy could very well be considered one of the most shocking events this year in HKW, and possibly in its history entirely. Do you mind explaining yourself? Takamura just looks at Morris in disgust as he utters the words, ‘do you mind explaining yourself.” He looks over at Sho, who knows precisely what the look means. SHO KOJIMA: What makes you believe The Judge, Jury, and Executioner of HKW has to explain himself to you?! When Takamura feels the world is on a need to know basis of what he’s thinking and that inevitable question from the fans “why, Kenshin, why,” he will do just that. Right now, though, he has a victory to celebrate, and you have no business being apart of that celebration. You only need to be worried with a couple of things. First, I will be walking out of Inception with the Global Golden Opportunity briefcase despite what that idiot Jason Mentez. And second yet more importantly, Takamura will be walking out as the Global Champion despite what Emilio Vialpando and Viktor Volkov will have you believe. Emilio specifically found out just how fragile he truly is tonight. Let that be a warning to Volkov. Now... ???: Sho... A voice catches their attention before the camera pans over to reveal none other than MJ Bell. She flashes a mysterious smile as she goes to Kenshin’s side. Her arm wraps around his waist. Kenshin smirks at his girlfriend as he puts an arm around her as MJ continues speaking. MJ BELL: You make it sound as if the celebration is restricted to only the two of you. A grin crosses Kojima’s face as he shakes his head slightly. SHO KOJIMA: I don’t think either one of us would be so bold, Miss Bell. Kenshin cuts into the conversation in Japanese, ignoring the fact that Tristan Morris can’t understand his native language. KENSHIN TAKAMURA: Ikimashou. Watashi wa kono baka no tsukarete iru. (Let’s go. I’m tired of this idiot.) It’s quite apparent that Tristan Morris is lifting his microphone to his mouth, but before he can, Sho Kojima pulls the interviewer’s arm toward him so that the microphone is pointing toward him. SHO KOJIMA: I wouldn’t bother, Tristan. Kenshin hates you. As if putting a period on Kojima’s statement to Tristan Morris, Takamura glares at the young interviewer then walks off toward his personal locker room with his girlfriend. Kojima grins at Morris before shoving him back and walking toward the locker room as well as Tristan turns back toward the camera at a loss for words. Before he can regain his composure, the scene fades to black... |
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| Deleted User | Apr 16 2015, 10:27 PM Post #10 |
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Both of the KOCHANKI sisters were spotted - Kalashnikov laying on a stretching in an ambulance truck being examined by medical personnel after taking a barbed-wire baseball bat to the head. Only Kalah was trying to hop off the stretcher. Shoving the EMT out of her way. He fell down on a red seat inside of the vehicle. KALASHNIKOV ZURAW: Zostaw mnie w spokoju słabeuszem (leave me alone weakling)! Where are 5150?! Round two! The KOCHANKI member stood up out of the stretcher. Then fell to her knees a second later as her head throbbed in unimaginable pain. Her jaw locked as she groaned uncomfortably. Kalashnikov felt the back of her head then looked at her hand - which now leaked droplets of blood coming from the top of her head. Amelia entered the truck to grab Kalashnikov to slide her back onto the stretcher. Ame dropped a fist on Kalashnikov's shoulder hard! KALASHNIKOV ZURAW: AHH YOU FFFF-OOOO! KURWA (WHORE)! I'LL KILL YOU! IDŹ UMRZYJ (GO DIE)! She screamed out holding her right arm.... AMELIA ZURAW: Stay! Don't need you dead yet, woman. Heal up.. Amelia took her leave of the truck as the EMT dusted his shirt off. Proceeding to resume Kalashnikov's treatment with cauion. Amelia stood on the outside floor. Slamming her palm against the door of the truck to keep herself balanced. AMELIA ZURAW: Tonight. House of PAIN: Prophecy. Kalah and I said we were coming. Not for a simple match. But for a FIGHT. Two women stepped up to give us exactly that. 5150 - Alexa Corra and Zagan Solas gave us more of a fight than anyone else EVER had. Anywhere. The one mistake those women made was not finishing the job. If it was KOCHANKI spines would have been snapped. Wheelchairs would be purchased TONIGHT. We don't grow up in a culture filled with people who beg for mercy. That being said....despite the fight not going exactly as planned......this goes out to everyone on the Defiance roster.....We can still beat EVERY one of you into the dust while being half dead. All of you.....you fools....you dramatic ANTS. None of you have the GUTS 5150 showed KOCHANKI tonight. Amelia reached into her leather jacket. Pulling out an EXTRA long piece of paper to read. AMELIA ZURAW: Abaddon, Alessio Van Duren, Aurora Master, broken up Ava Adore, Baron McCleary because I hate him, Bayani Arroyo, Billy Joe, Bo McCleary for SURE, Brian Stryker, Brick McCleary of course, Colton Sterling, Dylan Drecks, Eva Castro, Felicity Banks, Francesca, Heath Harper, Ina Ina, Jack Warren, Kai, Knox Hurst, Lance Winters when he visits, Leander Apollo, Leifi, Wisia, MJ Bell, NEON, Nero, Nicole Starr, Nina Stokes, Onyx, Ryan Corey, Shane Atwater, Vanessa Cade, Xavier, and Zakk. We would bury each and every one of you six feet under then STOMP your coffins down another six feet for good measure. We'll dismantle every WEAK team on this roster until WE decide to stop. Tossing the list to the side Amelia continued. AMELIA ZURAW: Oh...I purposely left two names off the list: Jay and Jessie Gatz. Those two have a scheduled beat down at Dream On. Something they asked for taking us up on a challenge. Trust, I believe the way they carry themselves is quite intriguing. Maybe even interesting....they still won't beat US. We're the new BAR to reach when it comes to tag wrestling. I advise all to watch the pay-per-view. The night KOCHANKI ascends to the top of the tag team division. The night the bodies pile up thanks to the TOP SAVAGES of HKW! Get that thing out of my face, SCUM. Amelia shoved her hand forward pushing the camera down to the ground. It broke instantly - the scene faded to black. |
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