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| Tweet Topic Started: May 9 2015, 10:41 PM (1,033 Views) | |
| Hard Knox Wrestling | May 9 2015, 10:41 PM Post #1 |
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![]() Catch up with the HKW superstars after Defiance only on Evolve! Watch as the action from Defiance 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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| Brian Stryker | May 9 2015, 11:12 PM Post #2 |
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The camera catches up to Brian Stryker who's sitting in the physical trainers room, a bag of ice on his head. The doctor on site is giving Brian a quick check up to make sure he isn't concussed and if he's capable of competing any time soon. Doctor: Well you seem okay for now. If anything lingers call me. Stryker: Yeah yeah. Cameraman: Stryker, any words about the attack earlier tonight? Brian takes the bag of ice off his head and glares at the camera guy a bit. He looks away for a moment before sighing deeply. Stryker: Apparently I'm old news already. Short attention span on Jimmy's part if he honestly thinks that. I mean I've had what...one match in HKW so far? If that makes me old news something is terribly wrong. You have such a problem with me Jimmy that you resort to attack me from behind. Why? You think that makes you tough? You think it proves your viciousness? It doesn't. All it does is poke the bear with a very sharp stick. So when the bear awakes you have no one but yourself to blame when it rips you to shreds. I don't know how or where, but I promise you there will be payback for this. There's a reaction for every action and I will return the favor tenfold Jimmy boy. I may not be the same guy I used to be, but that's by choice. I choose to hold back and not do whatever I want. You're trying to break the lock on Pandora's Box. And if you open it, the things you will bear witness to will not be pretty. I'll only warn you once. Try this again and it'll be a 6 foot deep hole for you. Stryker puts the bag of ice back on his head as the camera fades to black. |
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| P A G E | May 9 2015, 11:34 PM Post #3 |
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The crumbling sound of a camera can be heard. The scene is dark, mysterious, and unknown. As a hand finally lets go of the lens, we see Jimmy Page, brushing the hair out of his eyes and sitting down in the driver's side of his black '98 Ford Contour. Page is biting his fingernails, thinking for a moment. Jimmy Page: I don't like old things. He pauses for a moment. Jimmy Page: Inception, I told them, I wanted something new; A lot of people thought I was just blowing smoke out of my ass... Page pauses again, still chewing on his thumbnail. He stops and looks at his hands for a small second before glaring up at the camera with his nonchalant gaze. Jimmy Page: ...Brian Stryker is old news. No matter how many times he might think he's fresh, he's old new. He has a chance with this place not too long ago, I pay attention. I pay attention to a lot of things, I'm not stupid. So Brian Stryker had his chance and squandered it, and now he's back in HKW, and now he seems to think people have FORGOTTEN his small little...let's say...INCURSION here on DEFIANCE. Page shakes his head. Jimmy Page: I haven't. I always pay attention to the minor details. There's always a CRACK in a suit of armor; A brand new car is never brand new when you buy it; You never get the most out of what you've paid for, and that...Stryker is why you got what was coming to you. That's why you received that beating because, YOU are a defective product. You're DEFECTIVE, you're STALE, you're MUNDANE, you...are...OLD...NEWS...! Page stifles a chuckle, scratching the top of his head before staring off into space, using his hands to paint a picture. Jimmy Page: And I have this feeling you aren't going away...? And I have this f-feeling that somewhere in your idiotic bravado you're going to try and do something; Because you're stuck in this idea that you're somehow this UNIQUE presence among these clones; Well I'm going to tell you this now, in this reality...? Page leans forward, a small scowl on his face. Jimmy Page: You aren't. You're nothing, you're old news. No matter how much you fight it, you will disappear into obscurity. And I think I'm doin' HKW a favor of lancing the cysts that plague this place.... He shrugs his shoulders and lets his eyes wander off again. Jimmy Page: I'm doin' you a fuckin' favor...? So I think you owe me a 'Thank you.' Page stands up, walks over towards his camera and turns it off, disappear into the static...
Edited by P A G E, May 9 2015, 11:39 PM.
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| Felicity Banks | May 10 2015, 02:48 AM Post #4 |
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![]() Cameras cut to the beach where a short, middle aged man was standing alongside a camera crew. ELI ZAYN: Hello everyone! My name is Eli Zayn and I’m the new, and official interviewer for alllll the HKW aftershows! Haha! Haha! The new HKW aftershow interview giggles nerd-like, finding it hard to control himself. ELI ZAYN: It’s a funny story actually! See, I used to be a cameraman! Yep! I used to be the guy -- OH MY GOD WATCH OUT! A chair flies over Zayn’s head, the camera crew immediately turning down the hallway to see where it came from. FELICITY BANKS: WHERE THE HELL IS BILLY JOE?!?!? The cameras zoom in on the former HKW World Champion who seems beside herself after the happenings of Defiance 32. She hobbles up the hall and gets stopped in her tracks by Eli. ELI ZAYN: Hellllllo, Ms. Banks! Mind if I get a word?! Felicity glances over at the camera crew and squints her eyes. She turns her attention back to Zayn and pulls the microphone down closer to her lips. FELICITY BANKS: Who the hell are you, peasant? What are you doing in MY hallways with a microphone in MY face? Eli looks confused as he pulls his microphone back up to his chin. ELI ZAYN: I’m the new interviewer for HKW’s afters hows! FELICITY BANKS: …. new, you say? Felicity nods her head and rips the microphone out of Eli’s hands. FELICITY BANKS: Well, since you’re new I’m gonna explain how this thing with me and HKW works. You don’t get to ask me questions, kay? I decide when and if I feel like talking to you, and right now I do not feel like answering any questions you may or may not have. You, on the other hand, have to answer all of my questions, capice?! She holds out the microphone, but rips it away before Eli can say anything. FELICITY BANKS: Where...is...Billy...Joe….McCleary? There is a pause as Luke Wisia walks into the camera frame. You could tell that he had continued his drinking after the match, eyes bloodshot and carefree. He looks over to Eli first, then back to Felicity. LUKE WISIA: Fel, I just seen how that whole thing ended. I know I ain’t gotta ask, but are you…-- Eli waves his hands in front of the camera and cuts off Luke, even without a microphone. ELI ZAYN: Annnnnnnnd now we have Luke Wisia here with us! Earlier tonight he skipped out on practically the whole match, then…---- Luke turns around and stares Eli with his crazy eyes. He takes a few steps towards the camera and pushes it down, blocking out the frame. LUKE WISIA: You see me talkin’ to my cousin, right? Interrupt me again like that and I swear to God I’ll fuckin’ kill you…. Eli takes the hint and steps away from the scene slowly, but the cameraman only pretends to walk off, adjusting the camera to record Luke and Felicity. LUKE WISIA: What the hell was I even sayin’? Ahhh, right. Listen, I know you’re good. You’re a fighter and I know you can hang with the best of them. I ain’t worried about you, but I gotta ask…. You okay? Felicity ignores Luke and grabs Zayn by the collar. FELICITY BANKS: Where IS BILLY JOE MCCLEARY?! WHERE ARE THEY ALL?! EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM ARE GONNA GET -- A loud, dinging noise goes off from Felicity’s hand, getting the attention of Luke and Eli. FELICITY BANKS: HOLD ON! TEXT MESSAGE! Felicity looks at her phone as Eli glances at Luke and asks why Felicity was still yelling. After a few seconds, Felicity lets out a grunt, followed by a laugh, and then a soft scream. ELI ZAYN: Um, are you okay? The former World Champion looks up at her cousin and shows him her phone. FELICITY BANKS: Read. LUKE WISIA: And ya’ll say I’m the crazy one of the fam. Fel over here twer….--- He cuts off his sentence when he looks at the phone, completely losing his train of thought. Luke has to squint to read the small text through his drunken eyes, mouthing along some of the announced matches as he kept ready. LUKE WISIA: HA! HAHAHAHAHA! Well, look what the fuck we have here. Brick, Harper, and myself, going up against Colton, Ashley…. and you. His eyes narrow, but his smile doesn’t. Luke seems to be in a good mood for the most part. LUKE WISIA: The fans don’t deserve Felicity Banks versus Luke Wisia. But I’m in a good mood tonight. I put Ashley Sullivan in her place and I get my hands on Colton the next Defiance? Shit… Feels like Christmas. Sorry, Fel, but if the price to pay for that rewards involves you bein’ in the match, I’ll take it. We know how this shit goes and we’re professionals, especially when it comes to something like this. You beat the shit outta my partners, I’ll beat the shit outta yours. Whatever happens, happens. But I ain’t leavin’ that ring until I’ve had all I fuckin’ want from both Ashley and Colton. I want my damn scalps… Bet on that. Felicity grins sarcastically. FELICITY BANKS: Really don’t care about your stupid scalps, and I really don’t care about your stupid beefs. I am NOT waiting two weeks to get my hands on a McCleary! Felicity storms out of the picture, slamming the microphone in her hand to the ground. Luke looks both ways down the hallways after Felicity leaves and gives a drunk shrug. Eli picks up the microphone and edges to Luke. ELI ZAYN: Care to give me any word for the cameras? Luke looks at the man with an absurd look and shakes his head before walking away, not even caring to answer the man. He looks back to the camera with a shocked look on his face. ELI ZAYN: Well…. Luke Wisia and Felicity Banks, everyone… Heh. He looks around the hall to make sure that everyone is gone before giving the camera another unsure face. The screen fades away as Eli storms out of frame to find someone else to interview. Edited by Felicity Banks, May 10 2015, 06:47 PM.
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| Sean Sands | May 10 2015, 03:21 AM Post #5 |
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In another area backstage, The Family member and former Lionheart champion, Rhys Baines, is seen exiting the office of Selena King. He looks around as he closes the door before letting out an "ah" when he spots someone. That someone is Jensen Wolfe (or Jensen Walczak), who steps into the shot, a sour look on his face. JENSEN WOLFE: Let's get the hell out of here. Already tired of that bull- Jensen stops speaking when he sees the look on Rhys' face, then realizes whose office he came out of. JENSEN WOLFE: What were you doing in there? Rhys lets out a sigh before he motions towards the door. RHYS BAINES: Simple. I went in there and asked Miss King to release me from my contract here in Hard Knox. JENSEN WOLFE: .....WHAT?! Rhys slaps Jensen on the shoulder. RHYS BAINES: My time here is done. There are much more important things that need to be taken care of outside of wrestling, like a certain piece of garbage that has been around for too long. You, on the other hand, need to deal with this stuff. And that is why... Baines reaches forward and pulls the small flower out of Wolfe's suit pocket and tossing it. RHYS BAINES: You are no longer part of The Family. Take care of what you need to take care. Jensen's mouth is slightly open in shock as Rhys slaps him on the shoulder before brushing past him and heading off, leaving Jensen behind as the scene fades out. |
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| MJ Bell | May 10 2015, 10:00 AM Post #6 |
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Like always we catch up to MJ Bell. Her arms are folded while she is speaking to someone out of view. Her dark eyes appear to flash in color before her view falls forward. Before the person behind the camera has a chance to speak, MJ beats him to the punch. MJ BELL: Want a comment? Want me to rant? Want a vow of revenge on Nina Stokes? How about a long winded speech about my victory? This summons a small scoff while her hand adjusts the duff bag she has over her shoulder. MJ BELL: I have no extra words to spare. No long rants to give you. Certainly no want to rip Nina's head off or speeches for the 'Reject'. Still, my hand is being forced... Now everyone must play a waiting game. It'll happen sooner than you might hope... and when it does... There will be no future. With that, MJ disappears outside the building... |
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| Onyx l Zagan | May 10 2015, 05:27 PM Post #7 |
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A camera catches Onyx in a locker room, packing away her things. The way she is shoving her ring gear in her gym bag… You could tell she was a tad bit angry. Looking up, she notices the camera. A small, amused smile appears on her face as she tosses her knee pad into the bag. Onyx Payne: I’m a tad bit disappointed about how I won my match against Fran tonight. Count out. I won the match by count out but, a win is a win, and I can’t change what happened. What I can do however… is make sure that something like that never happens again. Zipping up her bag, she takes a minute before laughing a little. Onyx Payne: Fran, the No Limits champion. Running away from Neon... When what she should have done was thrown her ass out of the ring. That’s what Captain Fran should have done. That’s what I should have done. But rest assure, the next time someone decides to interfere in one of my matches, I’m going to deal with them personally. Running a hand through her wet hair, she shakes her head as she puts her gym bag over her shoulder. Onyx Payne: Not only was I disappointed by my match, Fran, but I was also disappointed with you Shane Atwater. You say you respect me. You respect what I do in the ring. You respect what I had to go through to get where I am. You respect me as champion… Then you turn the switch and say that this… She reaches down, and grabs the World championship that was hanging off the bench and holds it up to the camera. Onyx Payne: Is yours. Acting as though I stole this from you. Acting like this was yours at one point, and you left it behind somewhere. Forgetting it. Apparently when you make yourself champion in your head… You’re a pretty lousy one. A forgetful…one. So in your fantasy land, you leave your title behind somewhere, your pride and joy, the only evidence you have that your words hold any ground. I find it, scoop it up in my arms, and say MINE. Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine…. MINE. Then I went and got your name removed, got my name slapped on it /she claps her hands together/, and then I start parading it around and claiming to be… /clearing her throat, she turns her head, and lifts her chin up/ THE HKW CHAMPION OF THE WOOOOOOOOOOOORLD! Taking a deep breathe, Onyx looks back at the camera and begins to shake her head. Onyx Payne: No, no, nuh uh, nooope. That's not how... It happened. And once you claimed that this title was yours… /shrug/ All that respect you claimed you had for me? Went out the window. She begins to make a whistling sound, like someone was falling off a cliff before puffing up her cheeks and making an explosion sound, and using her hands as a way to demonstrate the explosion. Onyx Payne: I earned this. /she holds up the title before resting it on her shoulder/ I earned the right to carry this belt and call myself the HKW World Champion. I worked hard to get this. For you to claim that this is yours... You’re going to have to go through me. To get your name on this plate... You’re going to have to go through me. Pointing to herself she raises her eyebrows. Onyx Payne: Going around saying that this title is yours, Shane, you’re continuing doing what you don’t want to do. Making your words meaningless. Weightless. You’re setting yourself up for failure. You want this title? You want your words to hold value? Then Come Darkness falls… I suggest you come get it. I suggest you earn it like I earned it. With that, Onyx walks out of the locker room as the camera watches her before fading to black. |
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| Romeo Price | May 10 2015, 05:29 PM Post #8 |
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As the scene fades in the parking lot of the Waikiki Beach, Romeo Price is seen leaning up against a Maserati GranTurismo with his arms crossed as he waits for the owner of the vehicle to appear. The Defiance General Manager looks down to his watch and as he does so he hears a set of footsteps walking towards the car. Romeo smirks as he senses who they are coming from. ROMEO PRICE Well….It’s about time you showed up. I was worried you might of slipped and fell again Mr. van Duren… Price looks up and sees AVD standing there carrying his bags. With a shocked expression on the Italian’s face, he slowly lowered his bag to the ground, beginning to approach the Defiance GM slowly. ALESSIO VAN DUREN What are you doing by my car...? Romeo looks back at the car. He then stands up straight and takes a step back checking out the car for a minute. ROMEO PRICE Oh, this is yours? What a shame… Alessio looks over to Romeo a bit confused. ROMEO PRICE It’s such a beautiful piece….. Romeo reaches back pulling his silver beretta out from his waistband and begins to fire shots into the GranTurismo. Shards of glass go flying in the air, tires deflate and the cars metal exterior is pierced with bullet holes. After emptying the clip on the car Romeo chuckles to himself as he returns the handgun back to the back of his waist. ROMEO PRICE Mr. van Duren…..Did your father not teach you how not to mess with another man’s car? Or maybe even… He looks over to Alessio who looks at his car in horror. ROMEO PRICE ...Not fuck with a man who you shouldn’t dare to fuck with, perhaps? AVD rushes to his car as Romeo slowly begins to circle away from it, the Italian running his hands along the ruined car before turning back to Price. ALESSIO VAN DUREN WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU!? His breathing gets heavier and heavier as he comes to terms with what Romeo Price has done. ALESSIO VAN DUREN Do you KNOW how much this car costs!? More than that piece of shit I ruined a few weeks ago, that’s for fucking sure! AVD lets out a cry of frustration before pointing right at Price. ALESSIO VAN DUREN You’ve sealed your fucking fate, you stupid piece of shit. We’re going to ruin you. RUIN YOU! We’ll see how much your gun fucking helps you when I’m ripping your fucking limbs off! I should call the police! Right now! FUCK. ROMEO PRICE Go right ahead…. Romeo laughs as he continues to walk away. ROMEO PRICE Tell your boss I said….The war has only begun… Alessio watches Romeo walk away, off into the darkness, and once the Defiance General Manager has disappeared from sight completely, AVD quickly grabs his bag and returns to his car which was now nothing more than a hunk of scrap metal. He zips open his bag and pulls out a phone, then begins to dial numbers into it before putting it to his ear. ALESSIO VAN DUREN Ciao...? Luce verde. With that, Alessio flips the phone shut and stuffs it back into his bag before storming out of the shot. |
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| Shane Atwater | May 10 2015, 06:30 PM Post #9 |
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![]() Waikiki Beach again. Shortly after the show. SHANE ATWATER: I expected better of you, Onyx. Shane shakes his head. SHANE ATWATER: I thought we were going to meet on common ground. That we could understand each other. That I made myself perfectly clear on my intentions, and that we could go forward to Darkness Falls with an understanding between us. Shane sighs slightly. SHANE ATWATER: But it's hard for me to continue in that belief when you take every word that comes out of my mouth and twist it into something it isn't. A grimace. SHANE ATWATER: I didn't think this was how you operated, Onyx. I thought you were better than this. Above this. Now, if my words weren't clear, if this is a simple misinterpretation, that I can forgive...but if you legitimately believe at any point tonight I said you stole ANYTHING from me... Shane shakes his head, rolling his eyes. SHANE ATWATER: When I went out of my way to say the very opposite. When I lauded your abilities in toppling Felicity Banks not once, but twice. When I stood in front of a camera, and flatly told you that you were a deserving champion, a champion that I respect...When I told you that I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt you had earned that championship up to this point...Apparently all of that fell on deaf ears. Maybe I should reiterate. I have the utmost respect for you, Onyx. Or at least I did up to this moment. You are a true, and worthy champion. You are an excellent wrestler... He pauses, making the statement as clear as he can. SHANE ATWATER: And right now, you are the best this company has to offer, by merit and by title. Another pause. SHANE ATWATER: But not for long. THAT is the point I was trying to make, Onyx. The one that you so callously ignored and avoided. I never once claimed that you stole something that belonged to me. I've never stated that I was the rightful champion, or that you were some usurper, trying to steal my place. And I certainly don't appreciate the characterization you attempted to paint me with. As though I was some deluded fool, making claims to something that didn't belong to me... Shane runs a hand through his hair slowly. SHANE ATWATER:....When all I've done is state facts. That's all I've ever done, and that's all I'll ever do. From day one in this company, I've backed my words with actions. I believe. WHOLEHEARTEDLY BELIEVE...That I am the best professional wrestler on this roster. I believe that beyond a shadow of a doubt. But in order to prove that, I require that Championship. I require that piece of validation you currently hold. And I will stop at absolutely nothing until I beat you in the center of that ring and claim it for my own. THAT is the point I was trying to make to you, Onyx Payne. THAT is the point that you apparently missed so severely. I never said a word about you having stolen anything from me. Never claimed that you didn't deserve this position. Just that I believe where you stand right now, is where I belong. No equivocation. That spot, is where I want to be. Where I need to be. Where I won't stop until I am. I believe I am the best, and I will do whatever it takes at Darkness Falls to make that claim ring true. THAT is what I am saying. THAT is what I am working toward. THAT is what I've been trying to do since the very day I stepped into this company. There have been detours on the way, distractions galore, but I have never wavered in this singular goal of mine. Every second of my life in Hard Knox Wrestling has been about EARNING that. Not claiming it. Not being handed it. EARNING IT, Onyx. That's what you apparently didn't register. This isn't the last few months of your life. You aren't facing some deluded tyrant so wrapped up in her own ego, so obsessed with her own greatness that she refuses to accept any reality other than the one she created for herself. You aren't dealing with someone who believes that Championship is their birthright, or any other manner of insane notion. The battle you had with Felicity Banks was a great one, Onyx, and I congratulate you for coming out on top in it and proving yourself. But that battle is over. Over and finished. And if you think for one second you can shoehorn me into the same narrative...That you can take my words, my convictions, and entirely misinterpret them to my face....that...that is just disrespectful, Onyx. He sneers. SHANE ATWATER: That is the LAST kind of disrespect I would have expected from you. As I said. If this is a simple misinterpretation...that I can understand. In the heat of the moment, words can lose their meaning. Things can be said without rhyme, reason or context. But Onyx, if you are legitimately going to stand there, and try and turn my words, twist them...attempt to paint me as some sort of petulant child, demanding something that doesn't belong to him...if that's going to be the case, if that's the road you want to go down...I promise you, you will not like where it ends. I like you, Onyx. And I respect you. But I will not allow you to stand there and twist my words into something they aren't, and disrespect me to my face. I believe...No, I KNOW, beyond a shadow of a doubt..that I am the best professional wrestler on this roster. And I'm coming to Darkness Falls to prove just that. In the middle of the ring. Against the person who holds that crown at this very moment. Plain and simple. This isn't about a birthright. This is about me, as a man who is completely and utterly devoted to this sport, who has poured his life's blood into the pursuit of greatness in professional wrestling, finally claiming that, and the HKW World Championship in the process. If I have to end the folly of Zakk Lewis' Golden Opportunity to do it, so be it. I will do whatever it takes in the middle of that ring in July to claim that championship and that mantle from you, Onyx Payne. Make no mistake about that. Make no mistake. Right now, it's yours. You are the champion, and all that it entails. But I will be damned if after July 26th, that is still the case. I am leaving Darkness Falls the HKW World Champion, and the best professional wrestler in Hard Knox Wrestling....and I am going to beat you in the middle of the ring, where I will meet you as an equal, to do it. The only choice you have to make, Onyx, is whether we shake hands and leave that ring with the mutual respect still between us....or if you want to continue down this narrow path you seem intent on sending us down by skewing my words into something their not, and have things end much, much, uglier. That's your choice, Onyx Payne. I hope, for both of our sakes, you make the right one. With that, Shane walks away, leaving the camera to cut to black. |
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| Zack Jones | May 10 2015, 07:31 PM Post #10 |
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Jack Warren is seen slinging his gym bag over his shoulder, ready to leave the arena, before he stops in his tracks and looks at the Darkness Falls poster. He sucks his teeth as he looks at Shane's face, then over to Onyx's face, before letting out a low growl. JACK WARREN: FUCK THS BULLSHIT! Jack quickly rips the Darkness Falls poster off of the wall before he starts tearing it apart. Once the pieces have all fallen to the ground, Jack stomps away at them like a complete psychopath before he unzips his pants and turns his backs to the camera. Warren then begins pissing all over the pieces of the poster before zipping his pants back up and heading off, saying a few more words before he exits the shot. JACK WARREN: That's what I think of this boring ass main event! Fuck Shane Atwater and fuck Onyx Payne! Fuck this tag tournament too! FUCK THIS BRAND! Warren continues ranting as he heads out of the shot and towards the exit as we slowly cut to somewhere else. |
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