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| Hard Knox Wrestling | Aug 24 2015, 12:18 AM Post #1 |
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![]() Catch up with the HKW superstars after Rumble 2 Destiny only on Evolve! Watch as the action from Rumble 2 Destiny 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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| Kol | Aug 25 2015, 06:47 PM Post #11 |
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"We're all a little fucked up."
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![]() ![]() [The following takes places nearly an hour after the Rumble 2 Destiny has ended.] The cameraman is a little behind the action that was following Luke Wisia running from Colton Sterling shortly after both competitors were eliminated from the Rumble. The camera makes it way through the front doors of the local airport in New York, but catches a glimpse running faster than any white boy through the lobby of the terminal. Luke slows down for just a moment and slides, trying to turn a corner sharply, but Colton is right there to grab ahold of his arm and hold the man back from getting away for the moment. Sterling drags Wisia to the cold floor as the pedestrians in the airport stop what they’re doing to watch the pair. Colton looks like he is trying to pull Luke’s arm of socket as one of the people in the airport rush forward to stop them. He tries to grab Colton, but he pushes the random man off him to look up and see that Luke has started to book it down one of the hallways again. LUKE WISIA: THIS RANDOM GUY TRYNA KILL ME AND SHIT! TERRORIST, HOMIES! GET THE FUCKIN’ TERRORIST! Wisia comes up on the metal detectors, pushing his way through the crowd and leaping over the baggage check, one of the security trying to reach out to grab him, but fails at doing so. He barely has time to pick up the phone before Sterling comes pushing his way through and running right through the metal detector without setting it off. Another security guard reaches out, but he only gets a hand on Sterling before he makes his way after Wisia. COLTON STERLING: GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME! LET ME AT THAT SCRAWNY LITTLE FUCK! IF ANYTHING, I’M TRYING TO DO AMERICA A FAVOR RIGHT NOW! The finally stop for a moment in the middle of the crowded terminal before Luke is forced to turn around while the crowd thins out. Colton is in full sprint as he tackles Wisia down to the floor and they start to roll across the carpet. Wisia grabs a suitcase out from someone’s hands and starts to force it between himself and Colton, ripping up handle up to look at Sterling from behind the plastic bar. Luke stands up and starts to kick the luggage on top of Colton before running off again, pushing people out of his way as he tries to escape. The cameraman keeps up with Luke enough to see him sliding down the railings and busting through a door that brought him outside to the private jet area of the airport. Then the camera turns around sharply as Colton makes his way into the stairway and begins to hurdle each set of steps, stumbling at the bottom, and throwing a shoulder into the door out into the open air. With the cameraman keeping up, he walks outside with both of the HKW talents and sees Colton sling Luke across the hard pavement. Colton starts to close in on Wisia, reaching down to force him back up to his feet, but Luke throws an elbow at the last second to knock Sterling off balance. It looks like one of the jets are getting ready to take off as Luke runs up the steps and stops in the doorway, leaning on his knees for a breather. Thinking he might’ve been in the clear, he turns around with a sweating face and…. spear from Colton into Luke, causing them both to land inside the jet with a crash collision! The cameraman is running up the steps and gets inside right before the door automatically closes the jet in behind him. Colton and Luke are staring each other down in the middle of the jet when the camera finally catches up, until the steps spook Wisia enough to turn around with a kick that sends the camera flying, then cutting to static. |
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| The Pretty Committee | Aug 26 2015, 08:57 AM Post #12 |
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Oh So Pretty.
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![]() The scene opens up backstage where we see Veronica Taylor, trashing the locker room upset at her loss and quick elimination in the battle royal. As she smashed everything in site, her Cuban temper was coming out in full blown fury. As the angry Latina took a look at her already smashed Iphone, her anger just seems to grow as Bianca Davis soon walks into the locker room staring at the damage done by Veronica, as she shakes her head before Veronica can smash anything else Bianca, runs over and puts her well manicured on the shoulders of Veronica, as she begins to speak. BIANCA DAVIS: Girl, you can't let that get to you. We all have bad days it's going to be okay, you will rise wait we will rise you know? Because its all about fashion and no one is more fashionable than us, we are a true brand unlike the rest of them. I mean who has not heard about Veronica Taylor? Anyone that does not think your dangerous becomes a victim it's rather simple. VERONICA TAYLOR: Ugh I got thrown out like it was nothing ugh! I am better than this what the hell! I am sick and tired of being taken as a joke I am gorg I am First Class, I should be treated like the leading lady, and starlet I am! Not some common whore like Ashley Hamilton or any of them new Subversion girls ugh! I should be in contention for titles, not being thrown around like a rag doll. I am fucking tired of this shit. Bianca brings her mentor, and best friend in with a hug she knew how mad Veronica was, and that could never be a good thing for anyone. As the Queen B held her best friend she spoke in a soft tone, usually Veronica did this, however, she was beyond mad as of this point. BIANCA DAVIS: Girl don't fret you still are gorgeous, you still are first class hell you still are the most fashionable woman in wrestling history. Ugh, but honey together me and you? It's going to be unstoppable, We are the Pretty Committee, the most fashionable duo in HKW history girl, I mean it's going to rebound we are going to be at the top I promise that, I mean let's face apart we are strong we are successful, but together no one could stop us. Let us start by putting all the uggos on notice that if they step up they will be put down like the ants they are. Soon an evil smirk appears on the face of Veronica Taylor, Bianca knew this look well her gears were turning in her brain. The evil Latina soon says in her normal arrogant tone. VERONICA TAYLOR: Girl, you don't know the half of it someone is going to be made an example on the first episode of Subversion I promise you that. I am not here to play nice anymore, I tired that and it got me no where now? It's going to be my way or no way. I mean these uggos, are not going to know what hit them, and quite frankly I am sick of these ratchets getting air time over me. Ugh, but you know what it all changes come Subversion. It all changes for good! No one is going to make Veronica Taylor look like a fool no one. Bianca smiles keeping her in the hug so she does not go destroying anything else. She did not want any fines or anything to happen, however, the destruction for one woman was pretty extreme. Ripped posters, bottles thrown on the ground it looked like a tornado had hit the locker room. However, Bianca soon says in her normal tone. BIANCA DAVIS: Ugh like this is the Veronica I expect. Girl I am so glad your being your normal self again. But we are going to make a statement and an impact it starts at Subversion, and it will keep going all the way to Destiny, were we show that the Pretty Committee is going to rid HKW of it's ugly ratchet basic trolls one at a time. It does not matter who gets in our way, there going to be just stepping stones to getting what we want which is movie deals, endorsements, and championship gold. Veronica soon moved away smirking evilly as the blonde returns the same look they high five as Veronica says in an arrogant tone. VERONICA TAYLOR: And that will be oh so pretty sorry bout it. The two bitchy women cackle arrogantly as they saunter off leaving the locker room destoryed as the scene fades to black. What could these two have planned for Subversion? Whatever it is, it can't be any good for the rest of the roster. Edited by The Pretty Committee, Aug 26 2015, 08:59 AM.
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| Kol | Aug 26 2015, 10:00 PM Post #13 |
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"We're all a little fucked up."
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![]() ![]() [The following was taken about two hours after Rumble 2 Destiny by the local airport camera.] The same jet Colton Sterling and Luke Wisia barged their way into a few hours seems to make an emergency landing as it flies down from the sky. Once it comes to a halt, everything goes quiet for a few seconds. Then the entry door opens up and Sterling and Wisia burst through, still swinging at one another and looking absolutely beat. Both men seem to have been hit with a few things while inside the plane, but aside for a few cuts and some food particles and whatnot, Colt and Luke seem to be almost perfectly fine, albeit tired. COLTON STERLING: FUCK YOU, LUKE! Luke and Colt begin fighting down the steps, both almost losing their balance and falling down the steps. Eventually, they reach the bottom of the steps, still swinging, before Luke catches Colt with a knee to the gut that keels him over. Before Luke can take another swing, he sniffs the air, letting out a look of disgust as the smell doesn’t seem to be one he likes. He then looks over at Colton, who’s straightened up and looks ready to swing, only to stop him by raising his right hand. Sterling looks at Wisia with a look of curiosity before he snaps at him. COLTON STERLING: What? What the fuck is it, you asshole? Wisia looks around the place, scrunching up his face in the process. LUKE WISIA: Where we at, yo? COLTON STERLING: ….What? I’m trying to punch you right in your stupid fucking face and you’re….Actually, yeah. Where the fuck are we? He completely gives up on the fighting back and starts to randomly walk out onto the emergency landing strip, while one of the waitresses pokes her head from behind the doorframe for a moment. Before they can get an answer or reply, there seems to be a flood of cars that are driving on the strip, and coming right their way with the blue and red lights flashing. LUKE WISIA: Holy shit…. we in Mexico. Wisia looks back at Colton for a second, then returns his glance back to the security vehicles coming their way. It’s as if he is thinking hard on something before he just takes off in the other direction, away from the sirens and leaving Colton behind. LUKE WISIA: I ain’t goin’ to jail! Run for your life, idiot! One of the cars pull up to Sterling, while the others chase after Wisia, and eventually catch up with him. It takes them a minute to drag the man down to the ground and calm him down. They handcuff Luke and put him in the back of the van, driving him back over to where they were questioning Colton. After the cops seem to have what they wanted, Luke and Colton were left for a moment while they processed their records, leaning up against the van, both handcuffed. LUKE WISIA: This is all your damn fault, by the way…. If you ain’t been so sensitive and spear my ass on a jet plane, we wouldn’t even be havin’ this problem right now. STILL DON’T KNOW WHERE THE FUCK WE AT. COLTON STERLING: Yes, this is my fault. Cause you totally haven’t been a MASSIVE pain in my ass since the moment you came back. One of the security guards clears his throat as he makes his way over to the two rivals before letting them know the bad news. SECURITY GUARD: First things first, we’re going to throw you into our airport jail for 12 hours. After that, we’ll release you and you can find yourselves out of here. COLTON STERLING: Where is “here”? The security guard seems to not want to answer this question, but after sighing, he answers the former No Limits champion. SECURITY GUARD: Welcome to Butt Creek, Kentucky. Luke and Colt look at the security guard for a second before Luke turns towards Colt, pissed. LUKE WISIA: Worse than Mexico, we stuck in Butt Fuck, Kentucky. Good job, Colton... COLTON STERLING: It’s not Butt Fuck, Kentucky, you fucking schmuck! It’s Butt Crack, Kentucky! The security guard wants to say something else, but gives up when Luke and Colt begin an argument that seems to have both of them trying to talk over one another. Wisia barks at Sterling, while Sterling tries his best to maneuver his hands around and give Wisia the bird. After a few seconds of quite possibly the worst verbal fight we have ever seen (and by worst we mean best), security takes Colton and Luke away as we fade out. |
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| Deleted User | Aug 27 2015, 03:02 PM Post #14 |
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Alex J is shown walking backstage. She's particularly disgruntled about not taking that victory during the rumble. But she struts down the hallway nodding to her music with a smile on her face. Before she makes it to the locker room, she is stopped by a few of the show reporters. She rolls her eyes as they try and get her attention. She pops one of her ear buds from her ear. ALEX J: mufuckas don't get the meaning of headphones? How can I help you boys? REPORTER 2: Impressive rumble out there tonight. How did it feel being apart of such a huge match? ALEX J: I had fun. I mean I did what I came to do. Granted I didn't take that w. But you win some, you lose some I guess. big ups to the kid Emilio. REPORTER 1: Speaking of, where you as surprised as everyone else seemed to be by his return? Alex smirks. ALEX J: Surprised? He'll nah. I knew that boy couldn't stay away too long. The crowd does wonders for his ego. he wasn't gonna leave that forever. She chuckles ALEX J: But seriously, good to see him back. REPORTER 2: Now I have to ask. But it seems as if you and Jaxon Queen had an unspoken alliance. We noticed the two of you working together in the ring. Why did you turn on him? Alex bursts out laughing. ALEX J: Alliance? Are you serious? This was a rumble, not a tag team match. There's no such thing as an alliance in this shit. At the end of the day he was a threat that needed to be eliminated. I didn't even save my own fiance. You really thought I was bout to save somebody else? She shakes her head laughing. ALEX J: Nah.. that's not how it works. If he and I wouldn't been the last two standing, one of us wouldn't had to take out the other so why not just get the shit out the way when the chance presented himself. It would've been that way with anybody. REPORTER 1: But after H.A.T.E... Alex abruptly cuts him off ALEX J: After H.A.T.E what? REPORTER 1: You seemed to have his back. ALEX J: Look. At the end of the day he was standing where I needed to be. Everybody knows that business is business. If he was dumb enough to believe that I was willing to put myself on the line for some "alliance". Then he most certainly ain't the man I thought he was. The reporter tries to interject, but Alex continues on. ALEX J: Nothing you or anybody else says will change my mind. I did what I did, and I'd do it over again if put in the same situation. If he feels a way about my action, then HE can address me himself. Now if you'll excuse me, I got more important shit to do than sit around talking to y'all glorified interns. She throws up "deuces" before passing her ear bud back into her ear and disappearing into the locker room closing the door behind her. The scene fades |
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| J. Mentez | Aug 27 2015, 09:51 PM Post #15 |
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The biggest royal rumble in HKW history has just found it's new king. Emilio Vialpando is destined to meet Jason Mentez at Destiny. If he is still the Global Champion at that time of course. As the show brings its ending logo at the corner of the screen the camera cuts to numerous reactions post show of the many HKW superstars. Afterwhile, the camera catches the Global Champion Jason Mentez sitting in his locker room in fresh clothes his hair still slightly damp from his obvious show. He covers his light blue LRG jeans over his black Samoa Adidas. Mentez stands straightening up his gray/black 'Going Global' t-shirt with 'Wreckless' on the back. Grabbing his bag and lastly the carefully placed HKW Global Championship Title belt from the couch onto his shoulder he walks out of the closet watching the camera crew and Tristan Morris coming running. Nodding as they approach him Jason walks up toward them normally not much for his questions and bothering nature. "Aye yo, yall got the status of Kenshin?" Morris is taken completely by surprise with the question. Normally he's the one asking the questions so for him to be approached first he wasn't used to at all. Add on the content of Jason's question that takes him one step further into his confusion. Tristan Morris: Wow, ummm Jason. Did you just ask the status of Kenshin Takamura? Jason looks at Tristan as if he's slow as hell. "And this is why I speak Spanish. It's not like you all hear me even when I speak perfectly fine English. Yes Tristan, I asked the status of my opponent tonight." Tristan looks at his crew still slightly confused before looking directly toward the camera view. Tristan Morris: At this point we know as much as you it's obviously his shoulder a diagnosis is expected later. Jason nods before looking to the side a bit then straighten in posture toward the camera. Tristan Morris: May I ask why you are asking about someone we are pretty sure you don't care for? Jason nods a little before looking to Tristan closing in on the mic. "Yeah, you can know. You are right. I don't like that ramen ass nigga. I don't like how he presents himself. I don't like the dishonor he's brought to HKW with dat fake shit as if he is a man of honor. I don't like the way he carried himself as Global Champion. No vato, I don't like him at all." Confusion crosses Tristan's face even more. Tristan Morris: Then why...why would you? "Because I wanted him to know a shred of respect was earned by him today. A...very little shred. He could've quit. Could've walked out and said to hell with it but he didn't. He continued to come at me with all he had left and I'll give the man a nod for that. I also what to know when or how long he's due out because I know a name that will be on his list will be mine and as that day of return approaches I'll be looking for him. And...well there is something else..." Tristan and the camera crew wait in quiet to hear Mentez continue. "I want him to admit that even though he fucked his own self tonight, what I've done tonight I've earned. The Kabuki were ordered to back up by him. No outside interferences or problems. It was all about one on one until a winner was announced. He told the masses about those that earned or haven't earn the opportunity to hold this beautiful bitch right here." Mentez rubs his hand down the front plate of the HKW Global Championship. "I want to wish him well that is true. Injuries are a tough situation and have become the end of a career for others. I'm not wanting his career to end. I want him to return quickly so he can be beaten as he was tonight. I also want him to admit the truth. That Wreckless earns. I've said it before, we at HKW have those who pay and those who earn. I earned the night I beat him at HATE and I earned here at House of Pain. My hometown crowd watched me withstand the best and brutal and walk away as I came. I just want him to know two times...makes it far from a fluke. Two times, after putting my only opportunity at this championship on the line in one of the most harshest environments ever in a HKW ring. So Kenshin if this by chance is played back in your hospital digs I have one question?" He takes the plate by hand raising it up slightly but not too far so the camera can catch it perfectly. "I have pinned you. I have made you submit. If I'm as undeserving as you said I am...What does that make you?" Jason steps forward with the belt still in hand looking dead at the camera. "What does that make you Takamura? Answer that before you step back in my shit. Brought down a whole brand during your reign. What does it mean to be that failure? To be that guy so 'undeserving'? A new era continues and whenever you decide to walk these halls again, I recommend you have those answers at the ready because I promise you Kenshin. Things will forever be different." Jason shoulders the belt again smiling losing the serious demeanor. "Now if yall can excuse me I'll be closing in on my pickup from The resident WEEDMAN. Its celebration tiiiimmee." Mentez pats Morris on the shoulder then walks out of the camera view. |
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| Deleted User | Aug 28 2015, 04:16 PM Post #16 |
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In the parking lot we find rollie wrestler Pharaoh walking the area searching for his car along with with his "trainer"and friend, "Wreck". The two are sharing small talk and cigarettes as he searches for his little beat up car. Wreck Dude. I can't believe they had you team up with jaydon. I just knew y'all were gonna bomb that shit to. Pharaoh chuckles. Pharaoh Mannnnn I still don't know why he hates me so much. Wreck Dude... You did fuck his ex back in the day. Pharaoh That was years ago g. And she was a fuckin whore. Everybody in the neighborhood banged her ass. It was only fair I got a turn. And you know I can't turn down no pussy when it's all in muh face. And to be fair, I only got blown. Bitch was dry as the dessert... But her mouth wasn't. The two crack up laughing. Pharaoh takes a pull from his cigarette. Pharaoh If that's what he's mad about, that man sure can hold a grudge. But he should know I'm not the best person to start a war with. Wreck Straight cold g. Pharaoh That's the only way to be, and if he knows what's good for him, he better stay on my good side while I'm being nice. The two finally reach his broke down car. Pharaoh Man! The first thing I'm doing when I get paid is pimping this piece of junk. Wreck That's if you don't waste it all on drugs. Pharaoh throws him a middle finger. Pharaoh Fuck you! He notices that someone has left him a little present on his car. He sees the smeared sandwich all over his windshield. He shakes his head laughing Wreck Think it was him? Pharaoh Who else would it have been. And just in time. I was starving dude. Pharaoh grabs one of the tomatoes and tosses it in his mouth. He smiles as he chews and swallows it. Wreck looks on in disgust. Wreck You are one sick fuck man. Pharaoh shrugs as he continues to clean of the car and feed his face. Pharaoh What? I've eaten worse man. This shit is tasty too. Tastes like revenge He chuckles, offering some of the spoils to his friend. Wreck I'm good dog. Had a heavy lunch. Pharaoh Must be nice... Oh well. More for me. I gotta make sure I find him and thank him for my little snack. He hops in the driver's seat and the two continue chatting before he cranks up the car after several attempts. He speeds of as the scene fades |
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