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| Hard Knox Wrestling | May 3 2015, 10:20 PM Post #1 |
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![]() Catch up with the iGNITE superstars after iNCEPTION only on Evolve! Watch as the action from iNCEPTION 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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| Jackson Magnum | May 4 2015, 01:20 PM Post #11 |
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Jax sits in his locker room, his hands pressed together so tightly that his knuckles started to turn white. He looks away as the camera man walks in. There were a ton of emotions flowing through him at the moment the least of which was anger. He felt it slightly but his overall emotional state could be summed up in one word..........Disappointment. While this night could have been something big, a building block towards the future, he could only think of the possibilities if that hadn't happened. He'd been abandoned by his partners and left to rot. He gave a quick glance up at the camera. Jax Magnum: Take it you had your interviews with all the "big time stars" . Let me do this for you so you don't have to ask any tough questions or try to remember what actually happened on the pre-show. It sucks when you're left alone against three guys. Not going to sugarcoat that either. I don't blame project continuum for taking advantage because that's what they do. No heart, no fight, they have nothing else. Basically, iGNITE is turning into a war zone. A place where honor means very little. Jax laughs at his last comment before continuing. Jax Magnum: People possessed, motorcycle gangs, and witches casting magic spells. Have you all lost your fecking minds? Even Alex J, who I adore is acting like she's under some damn demon curse. I feel like I warped into the FX channel while I was sleeping. All we need is a crazy coal mining terrorist to start blowing shit up and we're home clear. It would be easier to fight against it if I only knew which enemies to fight. I don't know if I need to call Ghost Hunter, the DEA, or Harry Potter for you crazy bastards. I just want to wrestle, not be cast into the underworld by our new tag team champions, or get gunned down because I wear the wrong shirt in the locker room. This world's so messed up that Riley won a title. RILEY! Fecking RILEY! Not to insult you Riley, but the only championship you've held before this is top score on Punch-Out. Jax sighs deeply as he stands up. Walking over he starts to grab his bags, he pauses for a moment turning towards the camera. Jax Magnum: Know what, enough of this sorry shit here's the deal. I can't fight everyone in this place so let's start here. GRIM, you over-sized neanderthal, I got a victory on you where you damn near killed me, you damn near killed me tonight. I'm done with that shit. All the way back at Divine Supremacy, you guys made a statement, Project Continuum coming after us all. And I know you can't get to the rest of the group without going through the big bad bodyguard. This is my starting point, you are my Goliath and when I'm done with you. One of us is going to be left laying. Taking his bag Jax exits the room without another word. Edited by Jackson Magnum, May 4 2015, 01:44 PM.
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| The Pretty Committee | May 4 2015, 04:22 PM Post #12 |
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Oh So Pretty.
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The cameras cut backstage where we see Veronica Taylor alongside none other than Bianca Davis, and Jason Santiago who are both standing as the Cuban beauty glows red. Upset over her loss, as she has destoryed most of the locker room area within a five foot radius. The normal arrogant mean girls stands there as Bianca begins trying to speak to her in her normal tone. Bianca Davis: Veronica I know... Veronica just raises her hand up rudely annoyed by the events of Inception. As she began to speak in her normal bitchy tone. Rolling her blue eyes, as she flicked her hair in an angry manner. Veronica Taylor: You know what? I lost this match how the hell did I lose to these losers. Like hell this was supposed to be my night. I am the leading lady of Ignite, however, instead of being treated like one instead of this being a worthy moment in my career, it is a moment that shows that you know what maybe I have been to nice? Like I could of sued Ashley for everything she was worth for destroying my property in fact I should of. However, what happened tonight was an outrage like I am Veronica Freaking Taylor. Bianca Davis: I know Veronica, I mean honey your a star weather these morons think so or not you are one. Just because you have a tough couple of weeks.. Veronica once again does the talk to the hand motion not wanting to hear it. As Bianca, rolled her eyes, however, stayed put. As the arrogant Cuban beauty began to rant in her normal bitchy tone annoyed by everything. Veronica Taylor: Ugh, like really tough couple of weeks? Like lets face it I should of won my last couple of matches. I was not pinned in the fatal four way, and now my biggest moment here in HKW what should of been my match to win, This was my moment and it was taken away from me. Like ugh, I am disgusted I no longer want to be in this cesspool. So, soon enough I am going to have gold around my waist it does not matter who is the champion, because in the end there gonna get a full on make over sorry bout it. With that Veronica pushed the camera man away, as she and Bianca walked off in a huff. The normally outspoken mean girl. Is instead walking however, when staff moved closer she pushed them down as she rolled her eyes not even caring as the scene faded to black. |
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| Asha Astor | May 4 2015, 06:09 PM Post #13 |
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We cut backstage to gorilla position where Riley is seen walking back through the curtain clutching her newly captured Cyber Championship. The camera crew and a reporter catch up with Riley just as she is heading down the hall. She sniffles and wipes the happy tears from her eyes as she is stopped for a few questions. Reporter: Riley Lynn congratulations on your huge title win tonight. We just want to get your thoughts on the emotional win. How are you feeling? Riley nods slowly looking in the camera with her red cheeks and watery eyes. She thinks for a moment before answering the reporter. Riley Lynn: I did everything I said I would tonight. I won my first title. How do I feel? Riley takes a deep breath sniffling trying to hold back her tears as she looks down at her Cyber Championship. Riley Lynn: I don't even know..when you work so hard for something...when you look in the mirror everyday and say today is the day..and then you finally attain it you don't really know how to grasp the reality of things. I've been wanting to hold a title since I was a little girl and I'm just so excited and happy. This day has been so rocky from fighting to get my job back to have such a brutal match. The fans got behind me tonight and I was really shocked. It was truly something I would've never expected. Tonight I really put it all on the line and in the end it was all worth it. The reporter nods as Riley adjusts the title on her shoulder. He raises anther question to the new Cyber Champion. Reporter: We saw some animosity from Alex J after the match. Did you expect that from her after being on the same page earlier? Riley nods analyzing the question before answering the reporter. Riley Lynn: Yes I did expect her to be upset. We've both worked so hard to making a name for ourselves and in the end I came out on top. There can only be one champion and it's clear she was upset she wasn't the victor I understand that. Me and her definitely have unfinished business but I'll be ready to beat her again when that time comes. Right now I'm focused on being the best champion I can be and keeping the title as long as possible. The reporter smiles and nods. Reporter: Speaking of contenders what are your thoughts on the Championship GO winner Jinzai coming out not to cash in but to raise your hand? Riley smiled and looked up at the reporter answering him again. Riley Lynn: It just made me respect him a whole lot more than I already had. He is such a class act and the fact he wanted a fair match with me is amazing. I can't say I would've done the same if I was in his shoes. It also reinforces that I now have a target on my back. There are a lot of people upset with my win, and a lot of people who want my title, but I'm not going out without a fight. The reporter nods before asking Riley a closing question. Reporter: How will your reign differ from past title holders? Also, do you have an final words? Riley moves the title to her opposite shoulder and looks straight in the camera to give her response. Riley Lynn: Tonight I fought hard for this title. There have been amazing champions in the past, but I hope to make this title mean something again. Banahan Cole was undefeated for most of his reign and I commend him for that, but I'm here to show you a fighting champion. Someone who will take every challenge head on and won't back down from a fight. It's clear that I'm the underdog champion, and I embrace that title. I'm here to shock people just like I did tonight. I'm here to show people that this girl from Jersey means business and is champion material. Jinzai is crazy in that ring and you can guarantee that when we get in the ring it'll be worth watching. Thank you to all the fans, and haters. Thank you to Cole and Alex J for making this match mean more to me than ever, and pushing me to my limits. Thank you to Brandon Banks for giving me a job in the first place and helping me get to where I am today. Everyone is up for an entertaining journey, so keep watching. Riley smiles again proudly holding her title. The reporter smiles back. Reporter: Thank you Riley and congratulations again on your win. Edited by Asha Astor, May 4 2015, 06:15 PM.
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| Jordan Parker | May 4 2015, 08:31 PM Post #14 |
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Inception has come to an end. As a result the backstage area is buzzing with activity. Be it winners celebrating their success, the losers sulking away the sting of a loss, or the technical people running around packing things up. In one, slightly calmer, corner of the building is the makeshift office for HKWs Chief of Staff, Selina King. Walking down that hall is a teenager. The teen is the child of Brad Kane, who once wrestled for HKW. It's not the more well known son, Christopher Kane, but his fifteen year old son, Jordan Parker. The teen is dressed in a pair of jeans and #TankShurg T-shirt. Dangling from his neck is a backstage pass, which explains how he is walking freely in this area. Walking next to Jordan is a much larger bald man, in a suit. Jordan is somewhat annoyed by his presence, but doesn't appear he'll be rid of the guy anytime soon. Jordan Parker: I've been backstage at many shows, I've been training for almost a year. I think I can handle myself back here. The man shakes his head. Unnamed: Your mother hired me as provision to your deal to allow you to go anywhere you want this summer. Jordan Parker: Chris.... Whatever. Chris or Christopher Wheeler is private security specialist, who was hired by Jordan's mom to act as a bodyguard when Jordan is traveling around wrestling. Jordan rolls his eyes and knocks on the door labeled Selina King. After the first knock, the door swings itself wide open to reveal HKW's Chief of Staff, Selena King. Selena King Ummmm, hi? Selena looks directly at the man standing with Jordan before she shifts her gaze back down to the youngster. Selena King Are you trick or treating or something? I don't know... Well, I don't think I have any candy? Let me go see. Selena runs back into her office and walks behind her desk. She scrambles through her drawers in search for candy as Jordan walks into the office with a smirk on his face. Jordan Parker: No... I am here to ask for a contract. Jordan says before sitting across from the desk. Selena squints her eyes at the youngster, scratching at the back of her head as she stares Jordan up and down. Selena King Contract for...what exactly? You're a wrestler? He nods. Jordan Parker: I am. A pretty good one at that. Least, I think I am. Beat a former world champion in my first match. Selena arches a brow, surprised by what Jordan was saying. Selena King Oh, wow! I didn't know that! I guess I don't know much outside of the happenings of HKW since I don't really watch wrestling, but whatever. Ummm, let me see here. Selena opens another drawer to her desk and pulls out a stack of papers. She blows away a piece of hair that fell over her eyes and slaps the large stack of papers with her palm. Selena King I...um...it'll probably be best if I fax it over to you. Tell you what, you come down to the HQ in Times Square sometime this week and I'll introduce you to the trainers and the staff and such and then we'll talk contract. Capice? Jordan Parker: People still use fax machines? He smiles and laughs a little. Jordan Parker: I'll be there. Have a great night. With that the teenager pushes out of the chair and exits the office. Edited by Jordan Parker, May 4 2015, 08:32 PM.
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| Alexa Corra | May 4 2015, 11:23 PM Post #15 |
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Walking out of the back of the Allstate Arena were none other than 5150. The new HKW Global Tag Team champions. As Alexa held her title on her shoulder, Zagan held her title down to her side, it’s leather strap almost dragging on the littered pavements. Skipping around them was Sami, who seemed delighted at her companions victory. As they continued to walk, the cameraman followed as they past what seemed to be a homeless man sleeping. When Alexa walked by, her footsteps seemed to stir him awake, and when Zagan walked by, the man reached up and his hand grazed her leg. The sudden feel of human contact caused Zagan to stop in her tracks, and slowly look at the man as the camera man began to ask Alexa questions. CaMERaMaN: How does it feel to be the new tag team champions? The sound of groaning can be heard in the background as the camera looked past Alexa and zoomed in on Zagan, who had just kicked the homeless man and began to hit him over the head with her title repeatedly. Alexa laughed it off and shifted her focus back to the cameraman. alexa CORRA: It didn’t take long, did it? No, it did not. When I first got called up to HKW I went to Sean Sands and told him that I wasn’t coming alone. I told him everything he should expect, and what happened? Nothing. Nothing happened at all. Alexa turned around and watched as Zagan continued beating the homeless man senseless. alexa CORRA: We can have whatever championships we want in this company if we wanted them. If we wanted the Global Championship, we’d get it. If we wanted the Cyber Championship...we’d get it. The same thing can be said for the Lionheart Championship, however, these… Alexa looked over at the Global Tag Team title around her shoulder. alexa CORRA: This is what we want. For far too long this company has been filled with mediocre tag teams with mediocre skill levels, and why is that? Because every person in this company is selfish. They want to be the one and only, but not us. We don’t care for the fame, and we certainly do not care for being viewed as the best in this company. What does that matter? What does being the big fish in a small pond really matter in the real World? Alexa shook her head from side to side as the homeless man continued groaning in the background. alexa CORRA: It doesn’t. It doesn’t matter at all. To some being the best ‘wrestler’ in the company is everything, but to us it’s nothing. We are simply here to destroy everything in our path, and we’ll take whatever championships come with it. Whether it’s the Global Tag Team championships, or the Global Championship itself. Nothing, and no one person can stop us. And if anyone wants to test that theory, well...there’s nothing between you and us but air. Just do yourselves a favor and watch what happened to the Dick Kicking Kings. Watch what happened to the Dick Kicking Kings and understand that that wasn’t us at our best. That wasn’t us at our most vicious. A cold smirk formed on Alexa’s face. alexa CORRA: That was just us having fun, and we’re just getting started. Zagan walks up beside Alexa as Sami goes over to the motionless, bloodied up homeless man giggling. Solas looks over at her tag partner, no expression. Zagan Solas: He touched me… She then turned her gaze to the camera man. Zagan Solas: … This is the beginning… Zagan began as she holds up her title that was now dripping of blood. Zagan Solas: Soon everything will fall into place. The prophecy that I foresaw will come true. Everything will slowly burn and anyone who stands in our way will feel our wrath but, we will decide. We will decide everything. Your fates have fallen in our hands… So carelessly. Will you become our new plaything? Perhaps we shall make you into a pawn. Jump, jump, checkmate. Or perhaps we shall call upon death to seal your fate. Aries and Tanner have become our playthings, and I will enjoy watching them dance as we pull the strings. This way or that way. Up or down. A tug here. A tug there… They come crumbling down. Their fate is just an example of what we can do, what we are capable of. Do you want to see what else we can do? Like Alexa said there is nothing in between us but air… Solas breathed in deep before exhaling: Zagan Solas: But you were warned. Zagan looked over her shoulder at the homeless man and glanced over at Alexa. Alexa had her eyes on the homeless man, licking her lips as if she were ready for a meal. alexa CORRA: He’s coming with us… Alexa walked past Zagan and grabbed one of the legs of the homeless man. She drug him across the sidewalk, a trail of blood left behind. Zagan walked forward and grabbed the man’s other leg and helped Alexa drag him until they vanished into the shadows. Sami, still skipping, looked at the cameraman with a sincere smile on her face. sAMI: Lalalalalalala. At that moment, Sami’s smile formed into a scowl, and her face inched closer and closer to the camera until… sAMI: It’s time for you to go away too. Sami jumped at the cameraman, getting him and the camera to ground as nothing but groans and screams were heard in the background. …static. Edited by Alexa Corra, May 4 2015, 11:27 PM.
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| BB | May 4 2015, 11:58 PM Post #16 |
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Cameras caught up with Odyn Davel Balou as soon as he exited the arena. Initially, ODB noticed the camera crew to the side of the building, but waved them off as he continued strutting towards his rental car. ODBIII: Oh yes! Oh yes! I am still undefeat fight from Republic of the Congo, and next I beat Orange-Jay breakfast juice! Haha, yes. No problem. Odyn reached his rental - a 2014 Toyota Corolla - and popped open the trunk. He slammed in his bags and turned his attention back to the cameraman. ODBIII: What you doing here, little cameraman. You want to fight!? I AM READY TO FIGHT! Odyn walked closer toward the cameraman and put his hands up as if he were ready to throw down. CAMERAMAN:: Odyn, no! I am not ready to fight! I’m just a cameraman! ODBIII: Oh, yes? Then why you staring at ODB like you are ready to fight. If you are ready to fight… Balou reached down to the bottom of his shirt, and ripped it off in one fluid motion. ODBIII: I AM READY TO FIGHT! AND NEXT TIME YOU SEE ODB INSIDE LIONS DEN I DEFEAT ORANGE-JAY BREAKFAST JUICE, AND TAKE LIONHEART CHAMPIONSHIP. Yes. This is no problem. Balou grinned from ear to ear. ODBIII: And then I fly family to safety here in America and away from bad that is in Republic of the Congo. Yes. This is what I do. Balou chuckled and lowered his fits, but in a split second Balou raised his fists and walked closer to the cameraman. ODBIII: First I have tune up fight with your face. Come here little man! CAMERAMAN:: Odyn! Is that Dikembe Mutombo?! ODBIII: What?! WHERE IS IDOL?! Odyn spun around and looked around for Dikembe as the cameraman darted away, and got to safety. |
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| Fran | May 5 2015, 12:38 AM Post #17 |
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Attention was brought to the backstage area where the tall blonde woman who was rubbing a ton of people the wrong way - Anya Sands - was seated on a steel chair with that eerie white guitar resting on her lap. She pulled on the ripped strings of the guitar. === ANYA SANDS: ...Ugh…… Anya moaned - mourning the guitar she personally named Mary-Grace. === ANYA SANDS: When an instrument is broken….the beautiful tunes are sucked right out of it. That’s exactly what you saw happen to Kayley Hale tonight. Yet...no one is saddened over the loss of a Kayley. Just as no one. Not one person cared about the loss of Anya Sands. Another nice girl sucked into a world filled with evil egomaniacs. False friends. People out to ruin you for little reason. I did her a service by ending her....Marking her name down on Mary-Grace. The first of many on my way to the top of this brand. Cameras zoomed in on the spider infested instrument to see “Hale” marked on the white surface. Presumably with the black lipstick Anya wore. Brushing her long blonde locks to the side Anya gazed directly into the camera. === ANYA SANDS: They don’t call me The Ghost. The Phantom….for no reason. The Anya you all previously knew is dead and gone. Sacrifices have to be made in life. Tanner and Aries were the first to be haunted. My cousin will come to understand that I saved him as well, from what Lexi-poo and Zagan TRULY wanted to do to him…...hahahahahah. It’ll make sense in due time. Lifting her guitar higher she smiled wide. === ANYA SANDS: I love you Mary. As Sands began cuddling the guitar the camera zoomed in on the face of Anya - she suddenly opened her mouth wide. A black widow crawled right from inside to the tip of her tongue. Out of fear the cameraman dropped the camera. Fizzing the scene out. Edited by Fran, May 5 2015, 12:39 AM.
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| J. Mentez | May 10 2015, 05:58 AM Post #18 |
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Camera finally catch the Global Championship Golden Opportunity Winner...he was ducking and dodging during a time where you would think he couldn't wait until he could catch a camera. As the camera zooms in though you can see why. The three EMT's that were surrounding him and checking his vitals as he laid on the gurney. He was coherent and speaking back to the EMT's as they checked the damage around his body but specifically his head and back the most damaged during his climb to history. Jason Mentez, seeing the camera's wince as he gets himself to sit up the three EMT's telling him to not do it. He quickly waves them off and gives the camera a halfway smirk considering the pain he was still in. Looking toward the side of the bed he sees the briefcase they were battling for. A battle he won in full. Grabbing it he smiles toward the camera. "How do you like me...now?" He taps the top of the case the smile getting a little wider. "Kenshin Takamura...your days are numbered as you already know. The count of 3, sounds so sweet. As I already clarified not too long ago. A su debido tiempo. It's not a game I'm not here just for the title but to prove a point. To prove the point I've been proving ever since HKW opened it's doors. Ever since the very first Defiance..." He throws his arms around making the EMT's break from him and give him space. "You...cannot...stop...Hardest..." His face gets focused and zoned in. He is hungry, thirsty, waiting like a shark in the waters full of prey. "...EVER..." He brings the briefcase into full view of the camera with a smile on his face. Then takes a glance at the watch along his arm. "Now if you'll excuse me...I'm late for my own after party..." With a rejuvenated feeling Jason hops up from the gurney and extends himself from the back of the ambulance to the floor below and as soon as his feet hit the ground his body betrays him. "Shitonamutherfuck!! Jesús venga por favor sálvame!!!...ok...ok I'll be late...I'll be late..... ...fuck!!" The EMT's rush back to surround him as Jason holds his back... "Hunter...fucking savage..." Jason can't help but smirk thru the pain knowing it was more than worth it as the scene fades. |
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