| SUBVERSION 2 - AFTERMATH | |
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| Hard Knox Wrestling | Sep 28 2015, 01:03 AM Post #1 |
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![]() Catch up with the HKW superstars after SubVersion goes off the air only on Evolve! Watch as the action from SubVersion 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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| Nina Stokes | Sep 28 2015, 06:31 AM Post #2 |
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The scene cut backstage. Nina Stokes was posted up against a wall. She used the towel in her left hand to wipe some sweat from her face. Nina Stokes: You know, it’s funny. In the past, I’ve been criticized for being, “boring.” How about that? And yet, three of the greatness wrestlers in the world could only muster up the same dusty, idiotic insults? She shook her head. Nina Stotkes: So pathetic. She smirked. Nina Stokes: Emilio, XPJ, Chris―next time one you all steps in the ring against me, save all that fake ass bravado bullshit. You all had the you all had the chance to “brush me under the rug,” but that shit didn’t happen, now did it? XPJ, I’ve got to ask this question, “bruh,” how’s that mat taste? Yeah, I saw your ass drooling and slobbering as I pinned you―not cute boo. Oh, by the way Chris, step your “Twitter Investigation” up brother. A man of your intelligence should know that you can’t measure a person’s skill in the ring by 140 characters. I get hundreds of Tweets, emails, letters saying I’m one of the best women out there killing it―I guess you know that now too, don’t you? She nodded. Nina Stokes: I’m going to switch subject now. That give you all time to make excuses, lick those wounds, or whatever. She laughed a bit. Nina Stokes: Jason, Jaxon, thank you. Every match is a learning experience, and tonight I got to learn from two of HKW’s best. I appreciate it, truly. She paused for a quick second. Nina Stokes: Lastly, by the time everyone is viewing this, HKW will have already released the matches for SubVersion Three. I’ll be taking on Alex J and Ashley Hamilton. Alex, I try to show everyone respect, until they prove they don’t deserve it. You haven’t said anything grimy about me, so when I meet you in the ring, it will be nothing but business. And Ashley, ha. You are part of my infamous “inner circle.” You’ve broken bread with me, you’ve trained with me, the whole nine yards. You know I love you. And because I love you, I’m going to attempt to kick your ass when square off in that ring. It would only be a detriment if I went easy on you. I expect you to do the same thing to me, alright? No holding back. The camera faded out. |
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| Robert Garrett | Sep 28 2015, 12:35 PM Post #3 |
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The scene comes in to show a pissed off Robert Garrett pacing in a hallway. As the camera gets closer to him you can hear him cussing and screaming. Robert Garrett: THIS IS BULLSHIT. I WON THE MATCH, KANE COULDN'T FIGHT. THAT BIG ASS THING JUST WALKED OUT LIKE HE OWNED THE PLACE AND ALL OF A SUDDEN HE GETS IN THE TOURNAMENT. FUCK THAT. I DESERVE THAT SPOT, I SHOULD BE FACING PARKER IN THE NEXT ROUND BECAUSE I WON. Robert turns around where you see a bunch of production boxes stacked on top of each other. He reaches up to the top and throws the whole thing over onto the ground. Wires and mics come spilling out of the box as it smashes against the ground with a crash. The Natural One kicks the box in a blind rage making more of the insides come spilling out on the floor. Staff are all staring at him in a panic, not sure how to react to what happened. Robert Garrett: This is NOT over with. I rightfully earned a spot in that tournament and then I get fucked out of my spot. I would have beaten my way through each and every one of the people in that bracket. FUCK YOU HARBINGER, YOU PIECE OF SHIT. I WILL MAKE SURE THAT YOU GET NOWHERE IN THIS PLACE. Robert Garrett turns to see a production guy starting to clean up the mess that has been made by the fit being thrown. He sticks the toe of his boot straight into the stomach of the guy who flops over on his back clenching his stomach. The Star then picks up the man by his shirt and pins him against the wall, face turning red in anger. Robert Garrett: You go tell Mr. General Manager that I DEMAND a rematch. If he says no, just tell him that there will be HELL to pay for the whole roster and I WILL NOT STOP until I do. I AM THE NATURAL ONE. THE STAR OF THIS COMPANY, AND I DEMAND TO BE TREATED THAT WAY. The Natural One plants his fist in the wall just inches away from the guys head, making him freak out. Robert loosens his grip letting the production guy go, who instantly slithers away and takes off down the hall. He turns to the side still pissed off to see two security guys standing there looking at him. They start to approach The Natural and he walks directly towards them, hands balled into fists. The two men grab him by his arms, as Robert tries to get loose from their grips. The two security guards start to escort him to the exit against his will. Robert Garrett: THIS ISNT OVER, I WILL BE BACK AND IT ISNT GOING TO BE PRETTY. YOU FUCKED UP PERELLO, I WILL MAKE THIS BRAND PAY. The three men disappear through the exit as the scene fades off. |
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| Deleted User | Sep 28 2015, 08:49 PM Post #4 |
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After exiting the ting after her eventful match, Alex J makes her way to her locker room holding her back in pain. She still sports a wide grin on her face, thinking back to yet another triumph. She mumbles to herself. ALEX J: y'all thought this was gonna be easy? Ha! As she continues walking she is met by a backstage reporter. Instead of shoving them off as she normally does, she allows him to approach her for questioning. Reporter: can I have a few seconds of your time Miss J? I wanna get your reaction to tonight's match. ALEX J: Anything for you Mr. Reporter man sir. She smirks as the reporter begins to speak. Reporter: Before your match tonight, both XPJ and Queen were looking all over for you. Were you actually hiding from them? Alex cracks up laughing at his comment. ALEX J: Do I look like the kinda bitch that's gon hide from anybody? Especially from the likes of someone as weak as Jaxon Queen? XPJ? Really? This little "model cunt hunt" they so diligently went on was a fluke. You weren't looking for me. She pauses, giggling to herself ALEX J: what you were doing was putting on a show for them cameras. What you were doing was making yourself look like fools on your wild goose chase, while I was preparing for my match. I'm where I always am before a match. Either walking these halls, or in the fuckin gym. She laughs a little harder. ALEX J: and when their little "search party" proved unsuccessful, you decided that you would come and storm my match. Only to be embarrassed again. Come on man. I ain't hiding from nobody. But from the looks of things, they should be the ones hiding. How many times do you have to be embarrassed before you realize that this ain't what you want. You ain't ready for this work? She laughs as the reporter shakes his head. Reporter: it's quite clear that you have a bounty over your head. Volcov, Queen and XPJ all want your head. ALEX J: should I be scared? She pauses waiting for his response but decides she isn't finished yet. ALEX J: everybody in this bitch want my head. Everybody wanna see me at the bottom, but that's just not something I'll allow. I say at the bottom for a long time, plotting, waiting for my moment. I told y'all I was coming. Y'all just didn't listen. Y'all was so worried about this bitch modeling and taking pictures. She smirks ALEX J: we call those money shots. But anyway. If you're too stupid to see weekdays always been in front of you, that's no fault of mine. A bitch ain't never his. She's always been in plain sight. But now that I'm standing on top of y'all, you wanna say I'm hiding?... Nah.. Y'all just see me now. And you don't want to. And before I leave you Mr. Reporter man sir, ins leave everybody with the same warning yet again. Don't look for me cuz I'm looking for you. That goes for you Queen. That goes for you X, and it goes for you as well my man Vicky V. And anybody else who wants to stand in the way of where I'm going. She flashes a big smile to the camera. ALEX J: I still love you though big bro. Now if you'll excuse me, I have more important shit to do. She begins to walk away from the reporter before turning back to the camera. ALEX J: I'll be in my locker room, you know the one that has my name on it, down the hall.... Just in case anyone is "looking" for me again. She winks at the camera and turns away throwing her middle finger up in the air as she disappears into the distance. The scene fades. |
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| Kyo | Sep 29 2015, 12:00 AM Post #5 |
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A the camera focuses in on the parking lot area we see Jax Magnum with his bag in hand. He’s on his way to his car as he looks over seeing Riley storm towards her car dragging her bag alongside her. The Irish Superman makes his way over to her car, arriving at the same time she does. Riley ignores his presence as she pops her trunk starting to put her luggage away. Jax sighs looking at her knowing that she was none too pleased about what Ashley had said earlier in the night. JAX MAGNUM: Hey, you okay Riles? Riley ignores his presence looking forward with a stoic stare. Jax claps his hands together trying to get her attention but Riley doesn’t react at all. JAX MAGNUM: Look just wanted to tell you that I still believe in you, and that it doesn’t matter what Ashley said. I know you’re trustworthy, and a good person. As Jackson continues on Riley finally makes eye contact with him nodding her head slowly. JAX MAGNUM: I know this isn’t easy on you. I know their doubts and worries make you second guess yourself. Well tonight, I made sure you’re not what they said. They think I’m the evil one now. And I’m okay with that. Riley looks down a moment before walking closer to Jackson pulling him into a hug. She sighs deeply before pulling away walking toward the driver’s side of her car eventually getting in to start it up. Jax taps the side of her window giving her a quick wave which Riley responds to with a nod. Riley pulls her car out as Jax heads back towards his car. Before he arrives at the car the cameraman stops him. CAMERAMAN: I wanted to get a word with you Jax. Jax rolls his eyes as he turns to the side. CAMERAMAN: What were you and Riley talking about? Jax completely ignores him looking in the other direction. CAMERMAN: Okay, you didn’t want to answer that. How about this one? Why did you cheap shot Jinzai? Jax sighs then shrugs. JAX MAGNUM Heard that action speak a lot louder than words lately. So, A foot flashes across the lens of the camera as it drops to the ground. The screen cracks as it hits the ground. Jax comes back into the view of the cracked lens, Jax looks down at it. JAX MAGNUM: No more questions. Just results. All Hail Superman. --------static. |
Fear and Loathing Former SOS inc. Paul Harris Manager- Sanskrit (PPW Openweight Champion) Brutus- (NKP Jr tag team champion, SCCW Champion, KW Showcase Champion) Sons of Satan- (KW Commonwealth Cup Champions) Sons of Sanskrit (J-R and Elijah Magnum) | |
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| Alexa Corra | Sep 29 2015, 06:29 PM Post #6 |
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The camera shows a baseball bat tapping against a show making a slight ting sound as some black asphalt falls from the tread. As the camera rises it shows Alexa Corra getting ready to swing as Little Jessica Rabbit is behind her as the catcher, and Lucky is behind her as the umpire. The camera pans out to show Zagan with her own bat taking practices swings by the sidelines as Sami is on a trash bag to represent the pitchers mound with Mac Leonard's stone head in hand. She goes to pitch it, but all it does is roll on the ground making small chunks of the headpiece fall off causing Zagan to sigh. ZAGAN SOLAS: Lucky… Take Sami’s position… The news of her replacement causes the small child to fold her arms and “Humf” as she storms over to Lucky’s position where she just sits with her back towards the rest. ZAGAN SOLAS: We… can’t play this game… if you can’t even get the head over the plate. This is baseball… not soccer… not croquet… not golf… We want to be able to hit the damn thing. Alexa turns around and scratches the top of Sami’s head. ALEXA CORRA: It’s like the old saying goes… we want a pitcher, not a belly itcher. Alexa’s comments cause Sami to look up at Alexa with nothing but anger in her eyes. Sami lets out another ‘humf’ as Alexa turns toward Lucky and takes some practice swings with the bat in her hands. ALEXA CORRA: Come on, Lucky. Right over the plate. This one’s going to go over the fences. She points all the across the lot and takes another few practice swings. Lucky jumps up and down in place and claps his hands before he rears back his arm and launches the Mac Leonard headpiece toward Alexa. Alexa waits for it to fall down a bit, and then takes a hard swing at it, hitting it only a few feet away as it rolls across the ground, little chunks of stone falling off the head as it rolls. ALEXA CORRA: Well… that is definitely not going ‘yard’ as they say. The 5150 half walks toward the head, tilts her head to the side, and begins beating it over and over and over again with the bat, causing more and more chunks of stone to fly off of it. Alexa then lets out a relieving sigh, bends over, and picks up the headstone. ALEXA CORRA: Who’s next? ZAGAN SOLAS: That… would be me… Alexa picks up the head and tosses it back to Lucky, as Zagan gets up to bat. She looks up at the sky and points up to the sky before looking over at Alexa. ZAGAN SOLAS: Do you know who… Jack Parkman is? Alexa narrows a brow as she walks over to where Zagan was standing before, and picks up the bat she dropped earlier. ALEXA CORRA: Not a clue. I’m not really all that… invested in sports. I don’t even like baseball. I despise it actually. She glares over at the bat in her hand. ALEXA CORRA: I just like to hit things with bats. ZAGAN SOLAS: He was the cocky…. jackass in Major League. It’s a movie. It’s about the only thing I liked about the movie… Getting ready to swing, she nods to Lucky to throw the head and when he does, Zagan swings and hits it cause her bat to vibrate through her arms as the head goes a small ways before slamming down on the ground causing more of Mac Leonard's face to become almost unrecognizable. ZAGAN SOLAS: I always… like the assholes… the bad guy… the villain… they always seem to have the most fun… the only thing they lack is common sense… and they talk too much… Alexa steps toward the statue head and picks it up off the floor. She examines it for a bit, noticing that the eyes and nose were almost completely chipped away. She smirks and rolls it across the floor towards Sami, the youngster picking it up and tossing it up in the air repeatedly. ALEXA CORRA: I never knew you liked anyone besides for… me, and even that is sometimes questionable. Alexa tosses her bat towards Lucky, the clown catching it with his cat like reflexes. ALEXA CORRA: I’ve been thinking… Any time, any place, any stipulation… This means we get to choose the stipulation for our match with the Generation of False Hope? ZAGAN SOLAS: Probably should… since they are cowards. Running away…. Running away… from their brand… they wish not to stay…. running away from their failures… running away… running away… trying to find someplace easy…. to just be denied… for they have run into the front gates… of hell… Looking over at Sami, Zagan watches the head go up and down hoping that for once the little girl would miss. So that the head would fall to the ground and shatter. ZAGAN SOLAS: I like things… but the things I like should be wary.... because that’s what I enjoy hurting the most…. Alexa stares at Zagan blankly for a moment before turning her attention to Sami. ALEXA CORRA: I’ll keep that in mind. Anyway, it’s time to go. Sami, let's go. She turns to Lucky. ALEXA CORRA: Carry all of this equipment. Actually… dispose of it. I feel as if those bats are soiled by that disgusting creatures stonehead. I have no use for them any longer. Lucky goes up to Zagan to retrieve her bat, but as she hands it to him she lets it fall to the ground on purpose. Lucky looks up at her with a sad expression as Zagan chuckles to herself as she looks over at Alexa and Sami and they walk into the shadows leaving Mini Jessica Rabbit and Lucky to clean up the mess. |
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| Michael Alexander | Sep 29 2015, 07:42 PM Post #7 |
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Backstage, the camera catches up with Jakob Alexander, walking very gingerly back to his locker room. He seems to be in good spirits, despite the way his match went. He moves too quickly and winces in pain, coming to a stop on a nearby bench. He breathes in deeply, holding his lower back. Jakob Alexander Welcome back to the world of wrestling... He laughs, which hurts also. It's a good feeling, despite the pain. I've missed it, honestly. My first match back didn't go the way I wanted it to but I didn't suffer the loss. The second match...? Well, you all saw. I didn't prepare well enough...at all. I'm feeling it now, for sure. The weird thing though? I was a rematch with both of them. Somebody that offers me a fight, somebody potentially better than I am, spurs me on. I won't stop until I'm a better wrestler than the one that beat me. I will always be breaking limits, making leaps and bounds. it's a constant grind that I'm so used to, it's a simple every day thing. He stands up straight, in obvious pain, but ignoring it. I've gone through battles worse than this, believe me. I was a few years younger and hadn't gotten injured as much back then. I've grown older but with age comes wisdom. I just have to find other ways to win and believe me, I most definitely will. I just have to find the way to flip that switch again...it's been so long.... He lowers his head, deep in thought, before turning down an adjacent hallway and out of view. |
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| Zack Jones | Sep 29 2015, 09:19 PM Post #8 |
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We find Jaxon Queen backstage, huffing and puffing as he walks the halls with a limp, still feeling the effects of a second low blow from Alex J. He lets out a low growl before he finally removes his hand off of his man berries and leans up against the wall, jaw clenched. Finally, he sees the cameraman nearby and motions for him to stop right there. JAXON QUEEN: I know you know where she is. TELL ME WHERE SHE IS! Fans at home could see the cameraman extend out his free hand and pointed to the left, Queen quickly following the direction he pointed at. The cameraman followed the former World Tag Team champion as he stomped down the hallway until he finally reached the end of the hallway, stopping right at the door that had Alex J's name on it. JAXON QUEEN: Let's see if the goddamn princess is here. ONE....TWO....THREE! Queen charges forward and kicks the door once, forcing the lock to break and causing the door to open. He quickly charged in, ready to fight Alex J...before he realized this was the locker room of someone else. Nothing in the locker room said that Alex J had ever been there, getting an annoyed sigh out of Queen. JAXON QUEEN: Of course.... Jaxon exited the locker room and closed the door shut before looking at the nameplate on there. He then grabbed it and pulled it off, revealing the name of Fabiana Garcia. Queen shook his head as he tossed the Alex J nameplate away before looking right at the camera. JAXON QUEEN: That was actually pretty smart, Alex. I bet now that you and your fiancee have left the building, this buying you a bit of time before I could find you and give you the ass whooping that you deserve. Very smart, meaning this was likely someone else's idea, because everyone knows you're not that smart to be constantly crossing me. Queen let out a small chuckle before beginning to suck his teeth as he stared at the camera, wondering if he should snap yet. JAXON QUEEN: Crossing me was a big mistake. One you won't realize until I've suplexed you so hard you have an out of fucking body experience! I'm going to get my hands on you, I swear it! And when I do.... Jaxon doesn't even finish, just clenches his jaw once more and cracks his neck before letting out a deep breath. JAXON QUEEN: And when I do, you'll never...EVER want to hear the name Jaxon Queen, let alone see me in these goddamn halls. Oh, you're going to get fucked up by my hands, and I'm not going to be the only one that enjoys it. Queen points to where the ring and fans are supposed to be. JAXON QUEEN: They will too. I'll see you next SubVersion, CUNT. Jaxon then puts his hand on the camera, blocking the view as he walks out of the shot and we cut off somewhere else. |
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| J. Mentez | Sep 30 2015, 11:50 AM Post #9 |
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The camera's cut to another area backstage awhile after the blockbuster main event of subVersion. Walking out of her locker room a good time after being previously filmed Nina Stokes is seen walking out of her locker room bags in hand and well prepared to go. She continues on her trek down toward the doorway until she hears a voice calling out for her. JASON MENTEZ: Ayeee Nina?! Ayo X-Killa! Nina Stokes turns around to see Jason Mentez in a light jog due to the damage he and Emilio caused each other during the match coming toward her still in his wrestling gear with the HKW Global Title in hand. JASON MENTEZ: Got dat new name for ya ass X-Killa. Real shit thanks for bringing the W home to us yo. Mentez throws his fist up to dap up with Nina. Their fists connect and Nina gives off a smile. NINA STOKES: No thanks needed love; I was just handling business. We didn’t show up to lose, right? She runs her fingers through her hair. NINA STOKES: However, I will give you some thanks. Thanks for being a kickass team mate. Mentez shrugs. JASON MENTEZ: Nah, I aint do too much. Business like you said. You and Jax made that work. Too busy battlin Em. Had to chill that shit off before I caught up wit you. I'm tryin to find Jaxon's ass to thank him too but dat nigga on a warpath I'ma let em be. Mentez laughs before shaking his head and looking down lightly jumping and adjusting himself. JASON MENTEZ: My fuckin' dick hurts swea---...Uhh--I mean my bad. Niggas resorting to ball shots shit gotta stop man. Start callin it the Warren epidemic. Folly. Anyway...just be happy you got women parts. Awkward silence. JASON MENTEZ: But uhhhh yea, heard you got Ashley and Alex J next. Do dat same work as tonight man. You on the way for real doe. Nina laughs a bit. NINA STOKES: You don’t have to hold your tongue around me. I’ve heard worse, trust me. She nods her head. NINA STOKES: But yeah, Ashley and Alex are up next. I’m going to do everything in my power to pull out another win. Gotta’ keep that momentum going, you know? And, thank you for your kind words. Mentez nods. JASON MENTEZ: You one of the few to describe my words as kind. Some think the title changin ya boy. I'm just enjoying the fruits of the labor. Put on for so long now I'm just a 'placeholder'. Entitled? They blind to the real. But shit fuck it ya know? I gotta handle Alex J's other half and I know he feeling hype off his move tonight. Be surprised as fuck if either of us end with a clean match. Both of em almost the most hated people in the back right now. Be on the lookout for Jaxon doe we all tag teamed tonight but I doubt he even care once the suplexes start going. My dude lit as fuck. If Jin run the ring while I'm in there wit Magnum...I'ma just move out the way. I got enough problems. Mentez chuckles a bit before shaking his head. JASON MENTEZ: The savagery is real out here in subVersion rite now. Keep the head on a swivel ma. I'll see you later. Mentez gives Nina a chuck of the deuce before turning and walking back from the way he came the camera's following his walk as he heads to his locker room. JASON MENTEZ: Em, stop lyin to these people. I heard you before you went the fuck out there n caught that L tonight. 'Mentez doesn’t have a damn thing on me. Never has. Never will.' 'Mentez aint a threat.' Mentez laughs before singing. JASON MENTEZ: ....Mmmmmmm OhmyGod... He takes the Global Championship belt in his hand and raises it toward the camera view with his face similar to the video he's referencing. JASON MENTEZ: Stop...fuckin...lying. Get used to dat L feelin bros. You know better than dat. Fuck outta here. Camera fades as he opens and closes his 'Jason Mentez - HKW Global Champion' locker room door behind him. |
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| Kyo | Sep 30 2015, 01:18 PM Post #10 |
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As another cameraman makes his way into Jax Magnum’s locker room he sit on the bench in front of his locker. Dressed in a designer suit, a pair of six hundred dollar sunglasses covering his eyes. The cameraman nervously makes their way into the room. Cameraman 2: I was told to get a word with you. Jax laughs to himself, knowing what had happened to the last cameraman that had approached him. He shakes his head, he was thinking that they believed he had already left. Someone on the staff or camera crew must have seen him circle back however. Cameraman 2: Look they’re just going to send us until you either answer the question about Jinzai or you leave. Jax simply nods, he isn’t really ready to talk about it yet but he knows that his actions need explained. Jax Magnum: Ask away. He says with a heavy sigh as the Cameraman nervously approaches. Cameraman 2: Why did you cheap shot Jinzai? Jax shrugs with a smug look on his face. Jax Magnum: I didn’t. Cameraman 2: How wasn’t that a cheap shot? Jax tilts his shades down with staring at the camera. Everything in his body is telling him to get up and hit yet another superkick. He restrains himself though, trying not to get what would undoubtedly be another fine. He starts to speak slowly and cautiously. Jax Magnum: Everyone is talking about this truce. Like it’s real or something, maybe Hunter, Jinzai, and the rest of them have forgotten what it’s like. My actions weren’t the actions of a coward. They were the actions of the only person in that room willing to show bravery. While Hunter wants us all to stand in a circle, holding hands, and singing folk songs. That’s not what this is all about. A coward sits back and allows things to happen around him. They want make believe truces to protect themselves from the dangers around them. That’s what this was all about. Hunter didn’t want this to break out into an all out war before Hybrid Hell. He’s scared of that. He doesn’t understand that grind, or he’s forgotten about it. Jax breaks away from his speech as stands up, the cameraman slowly backs away from him as Jax chuckles to himself. Jax Magnum: Know the funny part, when I came to HKW I was literally the biggest joke in this locker room. Hell, the only reason I have my own locker room at this point is Alex sprung for it. Paid for me to get this shit. That said, I haven’t forgotten where I came from. I remember the fact that Grim was supposed to be a monster, and when I beat him I remember the response. It wasn’t ‘WOW JAX HAS TO BE GOOD’. It was ‘WOW GRIM MUST SUCK’. I remember what it’s like being the worst wrestler in this whole company. I busted my ass to get where I am now. Hybrid Hell and such. That’s what I did, I busted my ass, but see people will want to put this in a nice little bow. Saying that I was a coward for kicking Jinzai in the face. They can view it that way. Jax walks over to his locker looking in the mirror, he pulls a comb out and starts brush his hair slowly. Jax Magnum: But it’s really simple to me, I won’t slip up. I won’t be that guy no one cares about anymore. Everyone at that meeting got their chance to speak, but me. Everyone had their say except me. Hunter got his say, Jinzai got his, Ashley, Riles, Black. All of them, and I saw what was coming. I saw that I’d be pushed into the background. I also saw that this whole concept of a truce was going to blow up. I watched as my friend went storming out of the room in tears. Nobody will talk about that though. Ashley running her mouth, and being a cunt because she knew that a truce was in place. Knowing her words had no repercussions. I couldn’t sit their and watch as Riles was made into a joke, and I was ignored to placate Hunter’s ego. This wasn’t about everyone. From the first time Hunter dreamed this up, it was about Hunter. Who started the meetings? Hunter. Who was the center of attention? Hunter. Who was this all about? Hunter. I’m not like that Hunter, I want the best out of all my opponents, if that means kicking Jinzai in the face. So be it. Jax shrugs before going back to combing his hair. Jax Magnum: But I have one question for ye Hunter. How is making myself into the biggest target in this match an act of cowardice? Knowing that you, Jinzai, and everyone else in this match may very well be coming for me now. That’s what Superman would do. He’d take a bad idea and he’d toss it out. He’d even make himself look evil in the process if it was to save the majority. So call me a coward, because what I did showed more bravery than anything ye have done thus far. That’s what’s real Hunter, that’s a part of this grind. Hate me if you want, but I did the righteous thing. The brave thing, while ye sat back and acted like a coward this whole time. Jinzai, I know yer coming, wouldn’t expect anything else. But know this I showed more respect to ye by kicking yer teeth in. Than Hunter has shown to anyone of us. Superman ain’t scared, Hell he’s ready for the grind, while the rest of you seem ready to hide. With that Jax drops the comb and walks straight past the cameraman who backs away quickly. Edited by Kyo, Sep 30 2015, 01:35 PM.
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