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| Riskodamous | Feb 8 2016, 05:30 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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| HENNY | Feb 8 2016, 01:26 PM Post #2 |
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We go backstage where Bigz Bronson is shown standing in front one of the many buffet tables setup backstage for the talent. Bigz has a plate in one hand, and a drink in the other, chewing down on the remains of a turkey leg. BIGZ BRONSON: Oh goddamn this shit lit, fam. I ain’t eva had access to all these munchies when I was hangin’ around Fran, yawl. SWEAR TO GOD, SON! Bigz dips his hand into the tray of lasagna and damn near pulls whatever was left out. He sets it on his plate, looks over at the stagehand waiting next to him to grab some food, and smacks his plate right out of his hand! BIGZ BRONSON: Fuck you think you doin’, son? This MA food. MA twerk. You best get yo chicken legs a-movin’ before I snap em off and eat em like some wings. The stagehand nods his head and immediately takes off as Bigz sticks a handful of lasagna in his mouth. He goes to take a sip of his drink, but realizes there was nothing left. BIGZ BRONSON: OH GAWD DAYUM, YAWL! I’M FINNA CHOKE. NEED A DRANK! Bigz runs across the hall and sets his plate down on the nearest table before he grabs a can of Sprite. He pops it open, and chugs it all down with one giant swig. BIGZ BRONSON: Aaaaaaaahhhhhhh! That’s the sound of relief coming from a three hundred plus pound man. BIGZ BRONSON: Damn I feel good. Right as he speaks those words, Bigz’ stomach begins acting up, bringing him to clutch at it with his left hand. BIGZ BRONSON: No I don’t! He runs toward the nearest bathroom and pushes open the door to see Alessio van Duren! Before Bigz can react ‘the Problem’ swings a pipe forward, smashing Bronson between the eyes, sending him into the tiled wall. With blood slowly trickling down Bigz’s forehead, he attempts to lunge forward at Alessio, both hands high, but is instead met with a swing of the pipe to Bronson’s already upset stomach. ALESSIO VAN DUREN: What did you think was going happen...? Alessio sighs heavily, twirling the pipe in his hand as he watches Bigz on all fours on the bathroom floor, desperately yet slowly attempting to get away from van Duren. ALESSIO VAN DUREN: You think I want to do this to you, Bronson? I don’t. All I want is Levi Chambers across the ring from me. But he gets his buddies involved. He gets you involved. So I’m forced to take drastic action. Raising the pipe above his head, Alessio brings it down across Bronson’s back, buckling him and sending him to the floor proper. ALESSIO VAN DUREN: I’d snap your arm in two like all the chicken wings you eat, but I’ve learned by now that all Levi will do is replace you with another mindless hound like you. So I’m not going to break you, I’m going to humiliate you. With that van Duren kicks one of the stall doors open, peeking in it before dragging Bigz into it, wiping the blood and hot wing sauce on the big man’s tank top before propping him up against the toilet. Discarding the pipe, he begins to slap Bronson’s face. ALESSIO VAN DUREN: Hey, hey! Stay awake for this big boy. Levi wants to act childish about this shit? Hm? You can tell him I took you back to high school. Alessio slaps the seat down on Bigz’s head before dunking his head in the toilet water, hopping up on the back of his head and curbstomping him into the bowl with one foot whilst he pushes down on the flusher with his other foot! This continues for a good few seconds, Bigz Bronson trying desperately to breathe, the sound of gurgling water echoing throughout the toilet. Eventually Alessio hops down, exiting the stall. He begins to back away, looking at Bronson who is groaning in pain. ALESSIO VAN DUREN: I’m not going to stop until I get Levi. Remember that, Bronson. Breathing heavily, van Duren runs a hand over his hair, pulling it out of his face before he retrieves the pipe and exits the bathroom. BIGZ BRONSON: … (groans) I’ma fuck you up nigga. I swear to LAAAAAAAAWD… After the last lawd, Bigz legitimately passes out and falls flat on his back, looking as if he had just went to war with a janitor before the Subversion aftershow goes to another part of the arena. |
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| Emilio Vialpando | Feb 8 2016, 02:30 PM Post #3 |
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![]() As the scene fades backstage HKW Global Champion Emilio Vialpando is seen stepping out of his locker room dressed in an all black Tom Ford suit with the championship belt draped over his shoulder. Just as he closes the door behind him the newly signed SubVersion backstage interviewer Tiffany Jay is there to greet him. TIFFANY JAY: Emilio! Hi! Emilio turns to see her standing there and smirks. EMILIO VIALPANDO: Hola. Tiffany right? She grins and nods surprised that he actually knew who she was. TIFFANY JAY: Yes! I'm so happy to meet you and that you'll be my very first interview! Emilio chuckles and begins to walk towards the exit but slow enough for her to walk with him. EMILIO VIALPANDO: Yeah, good thing you're not Tristan or I would've told you off. What's up though? What can I do for you? TIFFANY JAY: Well first of all let me go ahead and congratulate you on your victory over Riley Lynn in another great performance. Emilio opens the exit doors heading into the parking lot where he is greeted by camera flashes and cheers of a large group of fans who stayed back to see SubVerison Superstars who were heading out. He smiles to the fans as they chant "LAX" and his name. Emilio then walks over to a few and begins to sign some autographs. EMILIO VIALPANDO: Si si. Gracias, Tiffany. Riley went out there and gave it her all in that match. She was impressive. It's no wonder she's been doing this as long as she has and is considered to be the next number one contender for my championship belt. TIFFANY JAY: Mhmm, yes indeed. But did you by chance get to hear what Jason Mentez had to say tonight? The fans boo once they hear Jason's name which makes Emilio smirk as he signs autographs. EMILIO VIALPANDO: Si. Yeah I heard him promote the other brand's pay per view and not the one he's set to co-headline along with me. But I guess I can't really blame the kid. I can't even be surprised really. If I knew I had to face a man I could never be better than or a man who has proven myself to be the fraud I actually am I wouldn't want be on the same brand either. Maybe he should of been traded to Defiance instead of mi amigos Jaxon y Jinzai. I mean since he's soooo "War Ready" and all...Jaja. Emilio shrugs. EMILIO VIALPANDO: Probably still feeling the affects from Sub 6 or something. I don't know. Or maybe after seeing that the people of California see him for what he is he probably does wish he was on Defiance right now. I mean did you see what was happening out there? Jaja they were throwing shit at him. And why? Because he continued to disrespect them. Disrespect their home. What? Does he think that shit just gonna be all good y gravy? Lo siento amigo we don't celebrate false profits here. So he can go out there and say whatever he wants, it'll never mean shit to those who actually know the truth of his nature. TIFFANY JAY: Hmm okay. Did you also by chance hear what Elijah had to say about Colt Sterling being drafted to SubVersion. It's pretty evident you and Sterling don't quite see eye to eye either. Do you feel the same as Elijah Black when it comes to him? Emilio nods as he takes a few selfies with some fans. EMILIO VIALPANDO: Definitely. To be honest I don't even know why Perello even drafted his bitch ass but I'm glad there's more people like myself that see the bitch in the soul of Colton Sterling. And quite frankly I watched that match tonight just so I could see him get his ass beat. Salute to Elijah. But I ain't even surprised he came in and disrespected this brand the moment he was drafted. He done it before when this place was known as iGNiTE. And jaja, still nothing has changed. Dudes still the same little bitch from before. I could never respect that man. And I'll salute anyone that beats his fucking ass. So salute to Fran. Salute to Luke Wisia. And salute to our Lionheart Champion, Elijah Black. TIFFANY JAY: Okay so speaking of SubVersion 6 since we're on the subject. After that you was seen stepping out of Perello's office. Can you shed some light on what that was about? Emilio steps away from the fans for a moment as he studies Tiffany for a moment. EMILIO VIALPANDO: You know what? I'm gonna do something for you Tiffany. I'm gonna give you you're very first exclusive. Her eyes widen. TIFFANY JAY: Really?! EMILIO VIALPANDO: Si. Now since you're a big fan of mine as is everyone else whose heart beats in the world. You might remember back when Jason Mentez became the HKW Champion which is now called the HKW World Champion at Breaking Point which is a pay per view all of us jaja would love to forget because of you know who. He won the championship in a Lumber Jack Match. Si? But it has been proved that he and I are pretty damn good when it comes to a particular match. Ladder matches. He wants to prove that he's the "Wrestler Of The Year" since won the title but the truth is...He would of never won that award if it wasn't for my absence. It isn't a lie. It's nothing but Facts Only that when it comes to the best wrestler between the two...It's me. I already proved it once at the biggest stage of them all. Hell I prove it each and every time I step in a damn ring. Emilio smirks. EMILIO VIALPANDO: So I'm gonna out at LUCIFER EFFECT...I'm gonna extend yet another opportunity for Jason to prove that he is the "Wrestler Of The Year". That he is the best out there. But...He'll be proven wrong once again as well as anyone who continues to support him. The Savior will once again be proven to be the fraud he truly is. That he isn't the best. That he can't even hold a feather to the likes of me. The fans nod and agree with every word that leaves Emilio's lips. EMILIO VIALPANDO: You see I make people in that ring look better than what they truly are. I MAKE these niggas superstars. I make these niggas household names. I've done it ever since Hard Knox Wrestling open it's doors. And Jason is a continued product of that gift of greatness I bestow on each and every person I step into the ring with. Hell did you see Riley out there? I MADE HER look as if she could actually be champion. Jaja, I'm just...That damn good, Tiffany. I am the true gift from the heavens. Not this false profit. I have came down from the heavens of Olympus and I am the true...Walking. Breathing. Living...Blessing of this company. There's no doubt about it either. The Upper Echelon...Is where the only the best to ever grace the ring...Belongs. The fans cheer and chant LAX. TIFFANY JAY: So you're telling me that the meeting you had with Joseph Perello was to make the long awaited stipulation for the HKW Global Championship rematch at Lucifer Effect? And it'll be an Ladder Match? Emilio smiles and kindly nods. He turns away from Tiffany leaving her there shocked to be given the exclusive of the Lucifer Effect main event's match stipulation. The scene fades away as the fans are heard chanting LAX in the background. |
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| The Pretty Committee | Feb 8 2016, 10:35 PM Post #4 |
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The cameras open up backstage where the sounds of the ambulance can be heard. As we see people carrying out Bianca Davis who was holding her face. Making sure the cameras did not get a glimpse As walking next to her look concerned is none other than the First Lady of Subversion, Veronica Taylor. The normally arrogant Mean Girl can not help but look down as they go towards the ambulance as she says aloud in her normal shrill voice. Veronica Taylor: Look we need to hurry up like her face could be ruined because of that sick freak! They move past on looking staff including several backstage correspondents most who think better of interrupting this. However, soon enough as they almost reach the ambulance when new backstage correspondent Tiffany Jay who runs up to the First Class Model who was walking fast enough that her heels were clacking against the floor. Tiffany Jay: Veronica Taylor, Tiffany Jay here any words on what happened out there? The Latina beauty looked at the correspondent with a look of disgust. Clearly not wanting to hear anything anyone has to say at this point. The arrogant beauty flicks her two-tonne hair out of her face. As she stars as they make their way past her toward the ambulance. Veronica Taylor: Look can't you tell the Beautiful Bianca Davis is hurt? Like you have eyes right? Are you blind? Did you not see what that jealous physco Nina Stokes did? And Banks keeps her around here? Well that is fine, because if you think she gonna win this war, then she is even more delusional than I thought she was. But now, you're dismissed I got something to take care of, and a friend to make sure is alright. I know you did not have those in school. Veronica turns on her heel and keeps heading to the ambulance with Bianca, as she is loaded up along with the emts. As she gets in the passanger seat, along with the driver. The ambulance then speeds off leaving a dejected looking Tiffany Jay standing there, as the scene fades to black. |
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| Asha Astor | Feb 9 2016, 01:42 PM Post #5 |
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![]() Before the taping of the show began X was casually wandering down the hallways of the Oracle Arena. He stopped at the catering table. XPJ: What these niggas got for me to grub on…? Got these plain ass donuts sittin’ up here stale as shit… X picks up a donut and sniffs it, then tosses it over his shoulder. XPJ: Hell naw. Shit, shit, shit, shit--AWWWW YEAH...tiny ass finger sandwiches. X picks up the entire platter of turkey finger sandwiches, the crew members look at him wondering if he was REALLY set on eating that entire platter of sandwiches by himself. X stuffs one in his mouth and chews. He turns around, seeing glaring eyes, then JUMPS at the people. XPJ: YA’LL FUCK NIGGAS LOOKIN AT?! People turn and walk away, X keeps on walking, eating the sandwiches on his stroll. That’s until he sees someone he wasn’t expecting...Riley Lynn...his opponent he had to face if he wanted a piece of that Global Championship. X wipes his mouth, dusts the crumbs off his white, black, and red Guuci pullover; Of course, he puts the plate down somewhere, and casually makes his way to what seems to be a Riley Lynn. Riley Lynn keeps her focus on her phone tapping away at the screen gone in a bit of a trance. RILEY LYNN: Oh come on Reptile! Why do you keep getting taken out by Monk...seriously! Riley looks up from her phone briefly to see XPJ coming towards her pausing her game to greet him. She waves him down a moment even though he clearly sees her. RILEY LYNN: Oh, hey X! How are you? XPJ: Ayyyyyeeee, wassup lil’ mama?! Look at you, lookin’ cute and shit! Damn, girl, made me put down my sandwiches just to get a good look at you! Damn...ANYWAY...so...I know you heard Joey P announce that match. You and me, #1 contender for the Global Championship, riiight? So past few weeks, had me thinkin’, yo...I been goin’ at this shit all wrong, feel me? I was angry as shit, temper’s bad, I blame that on Red Hook, word is bond. All I had to do was ask for the match nicely and I got it. Even though I wish I could put that nigga Perello’s head through his maple desk he got up there polished and shit...I said NAW bruh. I’ma be a good guy, yeah? I’ma do the right thing and just like that I get a match… X looks Riley up and down. Riley raises an eyebrow as X’s flirting continues turning a bit red. XPJ: Witchu. I just wanna just-- Riley cuts him off. RILEY LYNN: Um, yeah thanks. It’s really exciting. I never really thought I’d get an opportunity to compete at this level. I mean little ole Riley Lynn fighting the likes of you for the number one contenders spot!? It’s insane. I’m sure we can put on one hell of a show out there you’re a hard worker. She nods her head slowly giving him a pleasant smile. RILEY LYNN: ...and I can tell already that everything they say about you isn’t true. You’re not as scary as they make you out to be… X stares at her for a moment, for an awkward amount of time. X’s eyes wander off to the side, as if he had an epiphany about something. He forms a toothy grin and looks at her for a moment. XPJ: Know what...you right. I’m not scary...know what? I got some shit to do, feel me? I’ma be let you do you and I’ma be out, yeah? You lookin’ good--just look at you man. X turns to walk away, but stops, turning back to Riley. He has his hands on his hips, shaking his head with a big grin. He points at her and then walks off. RILEY LYNN: What a nice guy…. Riley laughs some before returning to her game. RILEY LYNN: Now back to winning Dark Empress Kitana. She taps wildly on her phone as the scene fades out. |
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| Sophie El | Feb 10 2016, 12:10 AM Post #6 |
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The infirmary's visit wasn't at all pleasant. The reeking of the medical equipment and supplies bothered young Sophie. Doctors prodded at her, making sure that she didn't have a concussion. After securing that, they checked her neck. Obviously, they found damage to her neck and back from the Death Nail. Surprisingly, they concluded that she was going to be fine. However, they took note of her dreariness. Sophie's reactions were automated; she responded to their questions with only nods. Her eyes never rose higher than they needed to. She only gazed into the eyes of her helpers when they needed her to. They left her to her own mechanisms. She laid on the doctor's table, eyeing the strong lights up above. She rose her hand up, but it came down when her back and neck screamed out in pain. She didn't grunt at all, but merely smiled gently. She tried again, but to no avail. With a bit more effort and a lot more pain, Sophie managed to raise her arm up to clutch at the lights. When she reached to her desire, her arm fell down. Sophie allowed the pain to course through her body, leaving her in a barely audible, but still blatant hysterical giggle. She laid there for what seemed to be forever. The silence of the room comforted her as she sent herself into a pain-filled, but euphoric "high". Her eyes glossed over and her breathing slowed to a startling point. The pain was numbed by her lack of focus. Nothing hurt, but nothing mattered anymore while she laid there. The only thing that did was the words that Eli Bloom stated before her match. SOPHIE EL I learned, Eli, I learned. Her words were followed by a light giggle, before Sophie lolled herself to sleep. |
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| Elijah Black | Feb 12 2016, 04:35 PM Post #7 |
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As the fans make their way out of the Oracle Arena they are met with a cool evening breeze, a breeze that's no quite cold enough for the fans to see their breath turn to mist in front of their eyes but it doesn't take long for those who attended the show wearing just a t-shirt to feel the chill A world away from the fans walking into the Oakland air via the front door we see Elijah Black saunter out of the arena via the arena loading dock, his army surplus M-65 jacket slung under his arm as living in Michigan all his life has given him a much better endurance for cold weather than living in California would have - but judging by his demeanour it's equally feasible that the cold doesn't bother him this evening as he's buoyed by his victory over Colt Stirling, a notion that's not particularly hard to dismiss judging by the way he zeroes in on the first camera crew he can find Stop me when this sounds familiar: on one side of the SubVersion-branded ring stands Elijah Black, a guy with a lot of hype but nobody is willing to actually come out and say the guy is pretty goddamn good at what he does. On the other side of the ring is somebody that we are told time and again is pretty goddamn good and people decide it's easier to believe it, so people who can't tell the difference between knowing something and repeating what they are told assume the other guy's got the match in the bag. The thing is, I'm not talking about Colt Stirling's debut on SubVersion - I'm talking about my SubVersion debut against Jinzai. And you know what the two matches have in common? Both times I showed everyone how little they actually know. Letting out a snort of derision, Black smirks at the thought of it I said that I wouldn't lie down to make Stirling's transition to SubVersion easy and that's exactly what happened, as he found out first-hand that walking through the door doesn't mean he's arrived - it means he needs to take a number and get in line, and that line has a lot more people in front of him than behind. Of course, looking at it... Black pauses, as if he can hear something Do you hear that? Black looks around, with a look of concern on his face It almost sounds like...somebody crying. Black looks back towards the camera, and the look of concern on his face immediately vanishes No, wait, my mistake. Crocodile tears don't take a sound. A look of disdain flashes across Black's face Believe me, I heard everything that Fabiana was whining about me, about how I'm a bully, about how I don't deserve to hold the Lionheart championship anywhere near as much as she does, I heard blah blah fucking blah from her mouth, and it's all bullshit. If she wants to say she's being mistreated, she needs to look in the mirror and ignore the scar tissue that I left on her face and accept that she's no victim. She has spent weeks telling anyone who will listen, and a whole bunch of people who weren't, how I'm a disgrace, how I'm not fit to hold the title, how I'm this, how I'm that, to the point she has the nerve to interrupt when I am talking to the camera just so she can keep up her campaign of harassment just so she can get a match. She's lucky that I am a reasonable man, because there aren't many in Hard Knox who would tolerate somebody who just pushes and pushes and pushes somebody to get a reaction. The problem Fabiana had is that the reaction she got wasn't me running away in tears, instead it was one she didn't want. That's the thing with bullies, they don't like it when their victim finally has enough and lashes out, because that's when the bully is exposed as being nothing more than some hollow words to mask all manner of weaknesses. I just hope she learns from this and becomes a better person - or, at the very least, she learns to keep her goddamn mouth shut occasionally. For a moment it looks as if Black is going to leave, but then he pauses and looks past the camera to the cameraman Oh yeah, give my regards to Ai. And with that, Black walks off into the cool Oakland night |
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