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| Tweet Topic Started: Apr 4 2016, 11:16 PM (979 Views) | |
| Zero McHannon | Apr 4 2016, 11:16 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! |
![]() FGA World Champion x3 EXODUS World Champion x1 Miracle on the Mic Knoxer 2016 SubVersion Rivalry of the Year w/ Alexa Corra 2016 Match of the Mid-Year Knoxer 2016 FGA Wrestler of the Year 2016 FGA Best Brawler 2016 FGA Match of the Year 2016 vs Chandler Scott FGA Most Hated 2016 FGA Best Newcomer 2015 FGA Feud of the Year w/ Jimmy Page 2015 FGA Gold Rush Rumble Elim Record 2015 | |
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| Romeo Price | Apr 5 2016, 01:43 AM Post #2 |
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The scene fades just outside of Defiance General Manager Romeo Price's office as Eli Zayn was seen getting ready to knock on his door. The moment he reached up to knock the door swung open and nearly made Eli fall into the doorway and onto Romeo who stood there staring down at Eli. Eli immediately stood up straight and smiled once he seen Romeo standing there not amused with his clumsiness. Eli Zayn Mr. Price! Hey, there I was just looking to come see you! Romeo Price Hmph...It would seem so Mr. Zayn. Eli smiled big as he looked back to the camera and back to Romeo. Eli Zayn Was wondering if I could ask you a few questions about tonight's show. I know you're a busy man and-- Romeo Price Just get on with it Mr. Zayn. I have to be....Somewhere. Walk with me. Romeo closed the door behind him as he stepped out into the hallway. He began to lead Eli and his cameraman towards the parking lot exit. Eli Zayn Yeah? Alright cool I didn't think it would that easy. Okay well first thing's first, I have to ask how in the heck did Luke Wisia obtain that Golden Opportunity Briefcase? Romeo Price Some mysteries are better unsolved Mr. Zayn... Eli Zayn Wait so you know how he got it??? Romeo Price Hmph...Next question please Mr. Zayn. Eli Zayn Alright, fine. So your plan to revamp the World Tag Team Division seemed to really work so far huh? That TLC match man...WHOA! That's the first thing that comes to mind. Way give the boys in blue a run for their money huh? What did you think about the World Tag Team Championship match? Romeo Price Spectacular...Whether or not the division can capitalize on this momentum has yet to be seen though. It is far too soon to say but I do feel confident that this is exactly what our tag team division needs... Zayn nods. Eli Zayn Yeah, your boss in the board must really be happy right now huh with such a good show to start of this United Kingdom Tour am I right? Romeo shrugs his shoulders. Romeo Price I wouldn't know Mr. Zayn, the position doesn't seem to have a functioning heart at the moment... Zayn looks shocked to hear this. Eli Zayn Wait, what? The Board of Director of Defiance position has yet to be filled? Is that what you're telling me Romeo-er I mean Mr. Price? Romeo Price Precisely... Eli Zayn Who do you think they will hire to fill the position? Romeo Price I don't know and I simply do not care. As long as he or she stays out of my way we'll be fine...Next question. Romeo stops at the exit doors and turns back towards Eli. Eli Zayn With such an incredible pay per view in the form of War Ready, how do you follow up with that? I mean since you've taken over as GM of some might say the better brand of the two or three you've been able to have the brand host some of the company's best pay per views to date, even matching up with the likes of the company's premiere pay per view Destiny. Romeo chuckles a little at the comment. Romeo Price Well as true as some of that is Mr. Zayn, I do have plans in place to yet again gift these fans with a quality show and product...This year both myself and Mr. Perello's brands will host two night pay per views...Yes, that's right Mr. Zayn I said, two night pay per view events. As you can recall a couple years ago one of Hard Knox Wrestling's first wave of pay per views was a two night special by the name of 'Almost Famous'. By the look on your face you know exactly what I am talking about....Almost Famous did in fact gift us with some incredible moments for this company and we plan on giving our fans even more memorable moments this year. This year Defiance will host its incarnation of 'Almost Famous' inside the Manchester Arena in Manchester, England on May 29th & May 30th... Eli Zayn Whoa..Whoa...Whoa..Wait a minute. Almost Famous is back? Romeo nods. Romeo Price Yes...Almost Famous: Illusions to be precise...Now if you excuse me Mr. Zayn...I have other matters to attend to this evening... Romeo turns and walks out of the arena and into the parking garage leaving Zayn standing there. Eli looks back at the camera shocked still. Eli Zayn Well there you have it, folks! You heard it here first from the Defiance General Manager, Almost Famous is back!!!! Wowzers man, I have to call my mom and tell her the good news! The scene begins to fade away as Eli reaches into this pocket dialing away on it. Edited by Romeo Price, Apr 5 2016, 01:49 AM.
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| StrongStyleTripod | Apr 5 2016, 08:13 AM Post #3 |
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BAM! BAM! BAM! The sound of someone beating against a door repeatedly as a way to gain attention. This keeps repeating itself along with the tones of someone yelling incoherently behind a closet door. After what seems to be an eternity of beating on this poor door and screaming their head off, a random backstage worker tries to open the door only to find it locked. They reach into their pocket to pull out a set of keys trying each one until the door FINALLY clicks. Unfortunately the worker gets knocked on their ass when Brad Kane kicks the door open hard. Brad is livid looking as if he could murder anyone that crosses his path while in his ring gear. Brad Kane: WHERE THE FUCK IS KOJIMA AT?! A few people shrug their shoulders with Brad now on the warpath. He storms around the backstage before his eye catches a monitor of Sho speaking to the arena during what was going to be his match. Brad stands there and watches the entire thing before somehow becoming even more pissed. Kane knows where to strike now as he runs towards the entryway. Right as Sho comes to the back Brad blindsides him with a kick to the head. Brad Kane: Put me out of my misery? I'll show you misery. Brad stomps away on Sho Kojima pulling him up and dragging him towards an office inside the arena. He smirks headbutting Sho repeatedly to ensure he stays semi-out for this. Kane sees a glass window beginning to completely smile now. Brad Kane: You want a Taipei Deathmatch? And with all of his force Brad throws Sho Kojima through the office window! Glass shatters and cuts Sho's face causing him to bleed all over the floor. Brad stands near the broken window looking down at Sho Kojima. Brad Kane: You want to try to get me gone from HKW? You want to use glass to do it? I accept your challenge. And when you're gone from HKW? It'll be so sweet knowing that all that shit you said? Wrong. Brad walks away with a smile again knowing that blood will be shed for the greater good of his mission. Edited by StrongStyleTripod, Apr 5 2016, 08:13 AM.
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| SALEM | Apr 5 2016, 09:08 AM Post #4 |
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SALEM
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We cut to the back the cameras are deep in the bowels of the arena, a deep dark janitorial closet area. The constant drip, drip, drip of water from an old faucet tap. A dim low-watt bulb sways casting constant moving shadows. Eli Zayn comes into view in the hallway leading to this room, he displays an uncertain shrug Eli Zayn: We were hoping to get words with… A cackle. Eli Zayn: What…? A rustling, like bat wings. ?: Put the camera on the table and leave. I wish to speak, but not to you. I’ll only say this once. Eli quickly motions to the cameraman who does just that, the camera focused on the doorway. The two men leave and a figure begins to materialize sitting on a bench inside the room as the light adjusts a bit. Another cackle. ?: If you were looking for me… found me, you did. If you wanted my attention, all you had to do was say so… A weird glitch in the camera, as the view stayed still, but a bit of white noise and static showed the figure a few steps closer to the camera, hooded and head down; hands clenching and unclenching. ?: Did you hope to make me mad, kindle some rage inside this bag of bones known as my humanity? Another rustling sound, and something black flapped across the front of the camera briefly, screeching and flew away. ?: To make me lose tonight, a match. What do you know about loss? The scales might have tipped, but those are grains of sand. The true measure of what is lost and what is gained has yet to reveal itself. Another bit of static fuzz, and the figure moves forward without walking. A bit of fog begins to billow up from the ground. ?: The fact is I’m filled with morbid glee now. Why? I bided my time, busied myself with other matters, looking to the sky… lo and behold the stars have finally aligned. Let it be known that somewhere in the past a ledger was made, and names were etched upon it as if in stone. Sculpted and cultivated by me… with these hands. The hands brought up and steepled together in front of the hooded face. ?: You should feel both honored and alerted that your name is on it. You are on the list. The list is a thing that gives me purpose, a reason for being here…again. But being on the list leads to another eventual certainty: you will be crossed off it, when I feel I’m done with you. So congratulations, you just triggered it; opened the floodgates that will drown you under the weight of your own vile arrogance. I have been waiting so long, and now you have opened the door and invited me in. You might feel a small chill when I cross the threshold. That will feel pleasant in comparison to what comes next. Another static jump, and all the camera shows is billowing fog. The voice off camera now, continues. ?: The hour draws near. The full moon. The black cat. I want to thank you. Another static skip, and now a close-up eye directly in front of the camera lens. ?: You have summoned the evil eye, and it looks at you.. through you… Francesca Garza De La Rosa. You know my name, and soon you’ll scream it in your nightmares. The camera gets shoved around and it points at the wall, where the fog dissipates to show a name splattered on the wall in dripping purple paint: SALEM The only sounds left are cackling, the flapping of wings, and the meow and hiss of a cat as the video cuts out. |
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| Felicity Banks | Apr 5 2016, 01:10 PM Post #5 |
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The HKW aftershow camera team turns sharply down one of the halls inside Echo Arena to see Felicity Banks getting stitched up by HKW head physician, Toby Galloway. Wasting little time, the camera team approaches Banks and Galloway, zooming in as Galloway pushes the needle through Felicity’s skin. FELICITY BANKS: We really see each other waaaay too much, Toby. People are gonna start talking soon. Toby chuckles, trying to keep a still hand as he continues closing up the gash on Felicity’s forehead. TOBY GALLOWAY: Talking about what exactly? FELICITY BANKS: I don’t know. These people are weird. In wrestling, it’s like normal to fall in love over social media, soooo… She goes to shrug, but stops herself once she remembers Toby has a needle just a few inches away from her eyes. FELICITY BANKS: With the amount I see you and talk to you, I’m bound to fall in love with you, right? That’s how it works? Another chuckle from the HKW physician as he pulls his arms away from Felicity’s head. TOBY GALLOWAY: I’m just the guy that fixes you up when you need it, Fel. Besides… Toby raises his left hand to show off his wedding band. TOBY GALLOWAY: I’m married. The No Limits champion sits up on the equipment crate, then forces a frown out on to her own face. FELICITY BANKS: Damnit. And I was just about to call my mom and tell her I found a doctor, too. Felicity shrugs her shoulders as she slides off the equipment crate, looking a little wobbly once her feet touch the floor. FELICITY BANKS: Oh whale. Better luck next time, I guess. Toodles, Tobe. Without another word spoken, the No Limits champion starts staggering down the hallway, hoping that this journey would lead her to her locker room. As Felicity turns the first corner, she sees her brother and HKW owner, Brandon Banks, walking in her direction. BRANDON BANKS: SISSYFACE! I BEEN LOOKIN’ ALL OVER FOR YA! Felicity rolls her eyes and continues taking smell steps forward as Brandon dashes toward her. Once Brandon reaches his sisters vicinity, he stares at the gash on her forehead and grimaces at the sight of it. BRANDON BANKS: Damn, that’s nasty. #MacRearVoice BRANDON BANKS: You want a piggyback ride to your locker room? He asks in a serious tone as Felicity stares at him blankly. BRANDON BANKS: Come on, it’ll be like old times. I’ll even pretend to be a horsie! The HKW owner spins around and bends his knees some so Felicity can easily hop onto his back. Chuckling a bit, Felicity looks over her shoulder to make sure no one was around and then takes a step forward, looking as if she were ready to hop on. FELICITY BANKS: I’ll take the piggyback ride, but don’t pretend you’re a horse. That’s just weird. In one fluid motion, Felicity hops onto her brothers back and Brandon goes trotting away. BRANDON BANKS: Goddamn, you got fat as hell. FELICITY BANKS: Shut your face. I only feel heavy because that’s dead weight right now. Brandon rolls his eyes, not buying what his sister was selling. BRANDON BANKS: Suuuuuure it is. As Brandon turns into the hall for the HKW talent, he immediately comes to a stop and lets Felicity slide down his back. BRANDON BANKS: Aight, the ride ends here. Don’t need these wrestlers back here seein’ me givin’ you a piggyback ride. Got a reputation to protect round here. Felicity smiles sarcastically and pats her brother on the head. FELICITY BANKS: It’s okay, boss. I get it. The No Limits champion goes to walk toward her locker room, until she hears her brother's voice say… BRANDON BANKS: Oh, yeah! While I’m here, you and Luke got therapy next Defiance with Dr. Anderson, ya heard? Felicity sharply turns her head over her shoulder and shoots Brandon her patent evil bitch face. BRANDON BANKS: Yeah, you heard. Aight, I’m finna get goin’. This my last show back for a grip. I’ma go and be a stay at home dad and wrestle for NKP for a bit. Hit me up if you need anything. The HKW owner tries to walk away, but Felicity immediately runs up to him and stands in his way. FELICITY BANKS: Wait… wut? Therapy? Last show? What the hell are you talking about right now? Brandon shrugs his shoulders, staring down at his much shorter sister. BRANDON BANKS: Listen, Fel. This shit with you and Luke is gettin’ to be too much. Y’all both been annoyin’ the fuck outta me lately. Y’all both bein’ selfish as fuck, not realizin’ that this effect more than just you and Luke. It affect Aria. It affect Mom. It affect Ronnie. Hell, how you think Jensen feels, bruh?! Dude just came into the fam and he already seein’ you two psychos ready to rip each other oesophagus out! Not wanting to hear it, Felicity goes to speak up, but Brandon gets his words out first. BRANDON BANKS: No, Fel. I’m not listenin’ to you right now. You and Luke got what y’all want at Illusions. Luke wants your title, and you wanna be at the top again. Y’all got the chance to walk away with everything at Illusions! But that’s not until May. Right now? I need to fix you and Luke, bruh. I ain’t tryna deal with you two bickering back and fuckin’ forth over white meat and dark meat at Thanksgiving. Not tryna hear either of y’all bitchin’ about shitty Christmas gifts. This shit is a wrestling beef, and it’s gonna stay a wrestling beef. Brandon takes a step back, getting a safe distance away from any possible angry Felicity attack. BRANDON BANKS: And Dr. Anderson gon’ help y’all resolve your issues next Defiance. And as far as being around here goes? Brandon shrugs. BRANDON BANKS: Really don’t got a reason to be around. My beef with Zero settled. Got two good GM’s runnin’ both brands. I ain’t needed here. I’m finna take that vacation I been meanin’ to take for like… three years. Brandon chuckles as he takes another step back. BRANDON BANKS: But yeah. My ride outside waitin’ on me. Call me when you get back to the States so I know no wild terrorist shit happened to ya With that, Brandon spins around and starts walking away from Felicity, moving a bit faster with every step. He finally turns the hall and out of Felicity’s vision, leaving the No Limits champion behind with fire in her eyes. FELICITY BANKS: I CAN’T STAAAAAAAAAAND YOU SOMETIMES! THAT PIGGYBACK RIDE WAS A TRAP, WASN’T IT?! UGH!!!!! Tugging on her hair, the furious Felicity storms toward her locker room door, pushes it open, and slams it shut… … and there goes the nametag on the door. FELICITY BANKS: UGGGGGGGGGGGH! Edited by Felicity Banks, Apr 5 2016, 01:14 PM.
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| Ashley Marie Chase | Apr 5 2016, 02:32 PM Post #6 |
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Shortly after her debut match Ashley Chase is in the backstage area sitting on top of a equipment crate leaning against the wall. She is holding a ice pack against her left eye and her girlfriend Samantha Tolson is wiping away some blood from her busted up lip. Ashley Chase: Damn i feel like i have just been through a war. Toughest debut match ever in the history of the business. Sammy laughs Sammy: I wouldn’t go that far babe. I highly doubt that match was the toughest debut ever but either way you won and that is what matters most. Ashley sticks her tongue out at Sammy for bringing reason to Ashley’s toughest debut ever statement. Ashley Chase: So did you see me run that top rope and spear that fucker to the floor? Sammy: I did. Good stuff. At that point Ashley Sullivan walks around the corner heading toward the gorilla position ready to make her entrance for her match. She spots Chase sitting on the crate and walks over to her. Ashley Sullivan: Congratulations on your first HKW win Ashley with a C. You looked good out there without me to back you up like in Japan. Sully smirks at Chase who gives her the sticking out her tongue treatment. Ashley Chase: Ha Ha very funny Sully! Just glad to get the first match out of the way and now i can go party. Hey good luck out there tonight partner. Ashes 2 Ashes 4 ever. Sully smiles and her and Chase bump fists and Sully continues on her way to the Gorilla position while Chase leans back against the wall again still holding the ice pack against her face. Ashley Chase: Come on Sammy let's go find someplace to watch the rest of the show. I want to watch Sully and Felly win their matches. Samantha helps Ashley get off the crate and then lets Ashley hold on to her as Ashley is still feeling the effects of the match. Ashley with Sammy’s help goes limping down the hall heading to the nearest monitor so she can watch the rest of the show. |
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| Lance Winters | Apr 5 2016, 11:33 PM Post #7 |
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Cameras cut backstage where Odyn Davel Balou and Chance Frost are shown still gassed and covered with blood from the hellacious TLC Tag Team Title match. ODBIII: Oh shit, friend. We almost have these. WE ARE THESE CLOSE! SHIIIIIIIIIT, FAM. Odyn lets out a sigh as he plants his backside on the nearest equipment crate. ODBIII: WE SHOULD ARE HAVE THESE WIN! NOT BITCHES FROM WHO FORGET HALLOWEEN IS NOT TILL OCTOBER! Shiiiiiiiiieeeeeeeet. The former Lionheart champion slams his fist against the equipment crate. ODBIII: We get this next time, do not fucking worry. We not done yet… Suddenly, ODBIII stands up out of his seat and throws his hands up in a boxing stance. ODBIII: You know what! FUCK A THIS! WE GO GET THEM BITCH CRAZIES RIGHT FUCK NOW, BEND THEM OVER DOG STYLE AND TAKE TITLES AWAY, OK? Chance shoves a member of the medical staff away from him who was trying to check on his cut. CHANCE FROST: I said I’m fine! Get the fuck away from me! Frost shakes his head as he watches the person walk away in a hurry. He then looked over at Odyn and nodded. CHANCE FROST: Yeah we did come close didn’t we, bub? Don’t you even worry though we’ll get to them. He chuckles through the pain. CHANCE FROST: You let those fugly bitches think they won. Let them pop some champagne. Let them give a cheesy victory speech and all that jazz. As long as me and you know all that crap don’t mean not’a damn thing, Odyn? Then we’ll know we’re bringing back those damn belts back to the club. Frost stands up wincing a bit as he did so. CHANCE FROST: The belts we shouldn't've even lost in the first place. Frost began digging through his pockets and pulled out a cigarette carton and a lighter. He hits his hand with the carton a few times before pulling out a cigarette while staining the bud with his blood mixed with whoever blood all over it. He lit the cigarette and smiles as it took a bit of edge off. To both of the Reapers surprise there was Reese Spencer passing by. He slapped Odyn’s chest. CHANCE FROST: Think I just got an idea, kiddo. Let’s go have us a little chat with our friend here. Never know, she might just be lost and need some direction. You catch my drift? ODB chuckles, nodding his to make it look like he knew exactly what Chance was getting at. ODBIII: I do not, but she is hot so no fuckin problem… Reese, who is walking slower than normal after the hellacious TLC match, stops near an equipment crate. She turns and faces it as she places her hands on top of it. Slowly, she bends over letting her lower half raise up slightly as she stretches. REESE SPENCER: Oh… this shit feels amazing! Chance mutters to himself. CHANCE FROST: Doesn’t look half bad either. As he nudges on Odyn’s arm. CHANCE FROST: Took quite the beating out there, huh? Reese quickly turns around not expecting anyone to come up to her at this time. Chance holds up his hands being sure that he didn’t propose a threat to her. CHANCE FROST: Whoaa! Whoa, slow down there tiger! We mean no harm. Just wanted to talk. Reese crosses her arms over her chest as she takes a deep breath. REESE SPENCER: What in the hell could you two possibly want to talk to me about? Matter of fact, why would you just walk up to me like that? Reese doesn’t like it when she’s startled. Flashing a smile, Frost replies. CHANCE FROST: And Chance didn’t mean to startle Reese. I apologize for that. My name’s Chance and this here is my friend Odyn. You really kicked some ass out there. Points to his own cuts and bruises. CHANCE FROST: I got the wounds to prove it, haha. Reese rests her stance as her arms fall down to her sides. REESE SPENCER: Well, Reese appreciates the kind words. Now, why don’t we just get down to it, what do you fellas wanna talk to me about? CHANCE FROST: Well me and Odyn were talking and we seen how tough you were. You’re not all looks at all. We like that. We like to see people who have more fight in them than what other’s might think. You have that, Reese. Odyn nods just going with whatever Chance is talking about. CHANCE FROST: And you wanna know what else we noticed? You and Jinx? You two don’t exactly match. Would you agree? Reese drops her head and looks down at the floor. After a few moments, she looks back up at the two gentlemen. REESE SPENCER: Neither did Ike and Tina Turner, but they still made beautiful music together. Reese doesn’t have to exactly match with Hextall, but at least we work decently together. Not everything can be completely harmonious all the time. CHANCE FROST: True enough but that partnership didn’t always work too well now did they? Trying to defuse the situation and change the subject, Balou steps in the middle of the two and begins speaking. ODBIII: Ok. Ok. Why are we speak wrestle? We are done work. Is time to go party and have good time! We are beat up. Look… Balou points at the various injuries on each of their bodies. ODBIII: I know I am need Coors Lite beer to feel better. He shifts his attention over to chance. ODBIII: I know you are need shots and blow to feel better. Finally, he shifts his direction over to Reese. ODBIII: And you are look sad as fock so I know you are in need of good times. So I am say this. Let us go get dress, and let us go get some drink and throw single monies at stripper. Okay? No problem? Chance nods and smiles down at Reese. CHANCE FROST: Well, Reese? What do you ya say? Free drinks and good ol’ time to blow off some steam with a couple fellas such as ourselves? Reese lets out a soft chuckle as she brings her arms back over her chest. She quickly looks Chase and Balou down before speaking. REESE SPENCER: Fine, as long as the drinks are free, Reese will be really happy. Both Odyn and Frost smile. CHANCE FROST: Alright then! Let’s get out of here shall we? The Reapers lead the way to their motorcycles.Chance looks back at Reese. CHANCE FROST: Perhaps we should've mentioned this part. You ever rode, Reese? Slightly bewildered, Reese turns to Chance. REESE SPENCER: What in the fuck are you talking about? CHANCE FROST: On a motorcycle, Reese. You ever rode on one? Odyn is hear giggling in the background knowing that Reese must’ve thought Chance meant. REESE SPENCER: Of course I have, motorcycles are the bomb. Chance and Odyn climb onto their motorcycles. They start them up and Chance looks back at her. CHANCE FROST: Well go ahead and climb on. We know a pub closeby. Reese climbs onto Frost’s bike and the Reapers ride out of the parking garage with Reese as the scene fades away. |
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| Brian Stryker | Apr 6 2016, 04:09 PM Post #8 |
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Brian Stryker was backstage being checked on by doctors as he held his son in his lap. The docs were checking for any sign of a concussion which the wouldn't find, which was just aggravating to Brian. That was when Eli Zayn marched in. Eli Zayn: Brian Stryker, what's your thoughts on how the match turned out? He held the mic up to Brian who just glared at him. Eli Zayn: Do you think Jinzai left you out to dry? He held the mic back to Brian's face, who again didn't respond just picked his son up and got to his feet. Eli Zayn: What about this triple threat match for the Bloodlust? If you lose there what will you do? Brian grabbed Eli by the collar and throws him out of the room one handed. Brian Stryker: Whatever the fuck I want. Brian slams the door as Eli straightens his jacket and looks at the camera. Eli Zayn: Think that's good enough? The camera moves up and down in agreement as the camera fades out. |
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| Nina Stokes | Apr 6 2016, 05:11 PM Post #9 |
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The camera fades in. We see a shot of Scarlet Flint limping through the hallway. It’s clear that she is tired and sore; and, there’s clearly a look of exhaustion on her face. However, a wicked grin is plastered on her face. Her eyes dart down to HKW World Tag Team Championship belt in her right hand. Scarlet Flint: Phase one complete. Voice: Let me guess, now comes the hard part?” She instantly recognized his voice. Gingerly, she turned around; Jacob Figgins was standing in front of her. Scarlet Flint: Yo’! How’d you get back here!? Jacob Figgins: Used my ninja skills to slip past everyone. Had to come see my queen after her big night. Figg opens up his arms. Scarlet makes her way over and puts her tiny arms around her waist. Jacob Figgins: How you feel? Scarlet Flint: Tired as a motherfucker, but I’m alright. Their hugs lingers just a bit longer. Scarlet Flint: Aye Figg… Jacob Figgins: Hmm? Scarlet Flint: If me and Arty are going to rebuild this tag team division, we gonna’ have to do some shit. I’m not going to lie to you, it probably aint gonna’ be pretty. He nestles her mohawk. Jacob Figgins: You know I don’t mind your violent side. So, let it hang out; do what you need to do. Scarlet Flint: This why I love ya’. Figg picks her up and begins walking down the hallway. Jacob Figgins: Now, let’s go find your tag team partner, her wife, and go get some food. I believe a feast is in order! The camera fades out.
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| Sophie El | Apr 7 2016, 07:55 AM Post #10 |
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Artemis Kaiser, one half of the new World Tag Team Champions, stood in front of a mirror. As she stared into her own eyes, she examined all the wounds and bruises she received over the course of the intense TLC match. She stood solemnly, looking down upon the beautiful gold belt in her hand. She did not notice the camera enter the locker room. Instead, her full focus was upon herself. Blood dripped from her forehead onto the championship belt. ARTEMIS KAISER: "Rebuild the Tag Team Division, huh?" Artemis smiled gently, lifting the championship weakly onto her shoulder. She looked up to the mirror again, taking another glance at the blood rushing down her face. A smile crawled upon her lips as she does. ARTEMIS KAISER: "Is that not this how it started in GPW? Win the Tag Team Championships, rebuild the Tag Team Division?" She grimaced slightly at the memory of her "failure" to achieve the Triple Crown in GPW. She was surely bound to do it, but the place's untimely closing destroyed the possibility. ARTEMIS KAISER: "I guess if I am following that same notion, then No Limits would be next." She eyed herself again, seeing the growing anticipation in her dark hues. ARTEMIS KAISER: "I guess I will have to wait a long time. I cannot let my own ambitions dampen Scarlet's reign. Sine Mora will do exactly what we are meant to do. Destroy our enemies and rebuild this division in our image." Finally, a devilish grin swapped in for the gentle one she had earlier. ARTEMIS KAISER: "I hope Felicity will still be champion when it is time." |
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