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| Riskodamous | Jun 6 2016, 02:40 AM Post #1 |
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| Emilio Vialpando | Jun 6 2016, 11:49 AM Post #2 |
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The scene fades inside the medical staffs room where the now former HKW Global Champion Emilio Vialpando is seen getting stitches on the side of his face done. He winces a little bit at the stinging pain while the trainer stitches him up. A knock at the door is heard and popping his head in the door was backstage interviewer, Tristan Morris. TRISTAN MORRIS: Sorry, am I intruding? Just wanted to get a few words with Emilio if I can? DR. TOBY GALLOWAY: I don’t know if now is a good time. Emilio looks over to the door and holds out a hand waving Tristan in. EMILIO VIALPANDO: Nah, doc it’s cool. Let em in. DR. TOBY GALLOWAY: Hmm..Alright. Just two minutes. That’s it. Tristan nods as he leads his assigned cameraman inside the room. They walk over to the table where Emilio was seated. Emilio cracks a smile. EMILIO VIALPANDO: How bad is it? TRISTAN MORRIS: Well it looks a lot better than it did during the match, that’s for sure. Emilio chuckles a little but winces at the pain that came along with it. EMILIO VIALPANDO: Alright so what’s up? You obviously ain’t here to just watch me get patched up. TRISTAN MORRIS: You’re right. I wanted to know how you we feeling. You just lost your Global Championship ending your championship reign of 196 days which would be the longest Global Championship reign. Emilio nods. TRISTAN MORRIS: I just wanna know where’s your head at after losing the championship that you’ve held since Destiny: Chapter 2. EMILIO VIALPANDO: Of course I would have loved winning tonight and walking out with the championship. I would have loved that breh. Then to walk into Divine Supremacy the Global Champion, the same pay per view I was cheated out of winning it in the first place? He sighs. EMILIO VIALPANDO: That would’ve been perfect. Poetic even. But nothing is ever picture perfect here in Hard Knox Wrestling. You never know what’s gonna happen. You always have to be on your toes. No matter who you are. Fan. Wrestler. Interviewer. Champion. GM. Owner. Whatever the case may be, you have to stay on your toes here. With that said...I’m um...i guess you can say I’m at peace with losing. I walked in this match tonight wanting to do one thing and one thing only...And that was leaving it all on the line and giving these fans the best possible cage match that they could ever see. And I feel like I did that. I’m good with that. And I don’t have to deal with Zero anymore so that’s a win for me, jaja. TRISTAN MORRIS: Okay so losing to Alexa Corra, you’re okay with that. Emilio laughs and nods. EMILIO VIALPANDO: Yeah breh. I’m completely okay with that. She went out there and won in front of a crowd who grew to know here during her time in SSWA. It was a match made in heaven for Alexa tonight breh. And she was able to be apart of the one of the best cage matches you’ll ever see here in HKW. I’m happy for her. Glad it was someone who I can actually respect who was able to win the title off of me. TRISTAN MORRIS: How do you think she’ll favor as champion following your reign. EMILIO VIALPANDO: Uh...I don’t know really. I’m sure she’ll do pretty well. The Global Championship hasn’t been tarnished since it’s birth. Like it needed a rebirth or anything like the World Championship did. It had three solid title holders...But neither of the past two before me could ever come close to what I’ve done for that championship. So Alexa has some big shoes to fill but I think she’s up to the task. You look at her resume. She’s a former SSWA Heavyweight Champion. She’s the undisputed NMW Heavyweight Champion. And is even the CCP Heavyweight Champion. She has the resume of being a top tier champion in those smaller spots and I think it only shaped her up to be a top champion in the big leagues. She’ll be alright breh. I ain’t worried about the Global Championship landing in the wrong hands. Tristan nods and clears his throat. TRISTAN MORRIS: Alright so with all that said….Do you plan on cashing in your rematch clause to face off with Alexa again? Emilio laughs and shake his head. EMILIO VIALPANDO: And have to deal with Zero again? Nah breh I’m good. As long as Zero is still involved I’m not gonna pursue a rematch with Alexa. If he wasn’t then yeah but I’m not dealing with having they little beef interfere with what really matters again. Nah I’m good off that. She needs to handle that mess with Zero breh. I think they’ll end up going at each other one-on-one eventually but I can’t deal with no outside distractions like that no more. Especially with a championship on the line. TRISTAN MORRIS: Fine then what’s next for you? Emilio smirks. EMILIO VIALPANDO: I don’t know we’ll see. I plan on talking to Perello about something in particular at the upcoming SubVersion. If all goes well then…..Well I’ll just leave it there for you guys to wonder what it is. All in all I’m just looking forward to this next chapter in my career. The Show must go on after all, right? DR. TOBY GALLOWAY: Alright, alright. That’s enough questions. Now may you excuse us we still have some other matters to take care of. Tristan nods and begins to turn away as Emilio lays down on the table while the trainers begin to examine his side. The scene then fades away after the door closes. Edited by Riskodamous, Jun 6 2016, 08:41 PM.
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| HENNY | Jun 6 2016, 01:30 PM Post #3 |
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Alessio van Duren sits alone in the trainer’s room after a hard fought match against PC’s leader Levi Chambers, one that van Duren lost. Slumped over with an ice bag atop his head, where he was spiked onto the hood of a car, the Problem looks...dejected. His quest for revenge had ultimately failed - Levi had beaten him twice now. Whether they were fair losses or not didn’t matter, Alessio isn’t a rookie, he knows how things work. He won’t get another crack at Chambers. As he stares forward into space, all the people he’s let down pass through his mind; his family, his friends, his fans. Van Duren shakes his head in disbelief, and it’s at this moment that the door creaks open to reveal Tristan Morris standing there, a microphone in hand. He slowly approaches the seated van Duren, who hasn’t even looked up since the interviewer entered the room. TRISTAN MORRIS: Alessio...can I get a word? Silence but for a faint but noticeable sigh from the Italian, who declines to respond. He simply sits there, staring off into space. Morris takes a few moments before asking again. TRISTAN MORRIS: Sorry, uh, Mr. van Duren, a couple of questions about your match tonight...? Once more Alessio van Duren ignores the interviewer. Looking nervous and a little bit dejected in his own right, the Subversion interviewer turns around to his cameraman who simply shrugs back at Tristan. After a few short seconds Tristan speaks again. TRISTAN MORRIS: It’s just I need and intervi-- Suddenly, Alessio explodes upwards from his seated position, delivering a brutal european uppercut which sends Morris reeling backwards into the medical equipment! Searching around the room, breathing heavily, van Duren takes a steel medical tray and begins to smash Tristan in the face with it, delivering over ten shots, screaming as he does so. ALESSIO VAN DUREN: HERE’S YOUR INTERVIEW. HERE’S YOUR FUCKING INTERVIEW! COME ON! A livid Alessio van Duren then begins to throw Morris around the room, knocking over treatment tables, chairs, desk and shelves as he puts the boots to the interviewer after he slips on the icebag which has now broken on the floor. ALESSIO VAN DUREN: I TRIED TO DO IT THE RIGHT WAY! I TRIED! LOOK WHERE IT FUCKING GOT ME! NOWHERE! Breathing heavily, Alessio then takes a couple of steps back, measuring up Tristan before punting him directly in the face! Van Duren then turns to face the cameraman, however he’s saved by a security guard who’s heard the commotion and rushed into the room. He keeps his distance from Alessio, instead reaching for his radio. SECURITY GUARD: Security personnel within the perimeter to the Medical Room, ASAP. Over. Clipping the radio back onto his belt, he then extends an arm out in the direction of Alessio, telling him to keep his distance. SECURITY GUARD: Easy now...come on... The Problem inches closer to retreating security guard before spinning towards him, grabbing the extended arm and snapping it cleanly! The incapacitated security guard howls out in pain and he drops to his knees, his eyes growing wide as he looks at his now almost mutilated arm. It’s now that security rushes into the room followed by the HKW Head of Security, RED who eyes the security guard, then van Duren. RED: Fuck...bruh! There’s somewhat of a standoff once more between the security force and van Duren. Eventually the Problem decides that if he’s going down, it’s not without a fight, and dives into them! He connects with a few punches but is ultimately tamed and dragged out of the room, kicking and screaming as the camera fades out. |
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| Nina Stokes | Jun 6 2016, 07:28 PM Post #4 |
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The scene slowly opens up. We are in the hallway, just outside the medical area. Leaned up against the wall is Nina Stokes, freshly off our her Lionheart title match. Her face (and a bit of her hair) is plastered in crimson. Her chest heaves up and down. It’s clear that she’s exhausted; anyone would be after that battle. And yet, there’s a still a smirk on her face. Nina takes a couple of deep breath before she looks directly into the camera. NINA STOKES: Elijah Black—how does it feel? She pauses her speech, more so for dramatic effect NINA STOKES: How does it feel to know that despite your best efforts, you couldn’t ruin my family? You know, leading up to Smoke and Mirrors, you attempted sling mud at my father. You tried to paint him as cold, heartless, corrupt. End the end though, they were just that—pointless attempts. All of your false accusations, all that mud, it merely washed away as if rain water hit it. She nodded her head slowly. NINA STOKES: You also tried to talk shit about my brother, Devin Stokes. Elijah, my brother will always be a greater man than you. He doesn’t just talk—he’s about that action. My brother gave up his life and well being to protect and serve this great country of ours. Regardless of his flaw, he can always hold his up and high, because he’s a hero. Nina shifted her weight to her left foot. NINA STOKES: Elijah, how does it feel to know that despite your best efforts, you couldn’t break me? I imagine it’s quite crushing, quite crippling. Hmm, like my father, you tried to slander my name with idiotic falsities—pitiful! The camera zooms in on her face; particular look washes over it. Her eyes are cold, her brow is wrinkled. There’s only one word to describe it all—disgust. NINA STOKES: I supposed you hoped that your slick talk and jargon would make me buckle, was that it? Did you truly think a couple of insults would me me throw in the towel? Bitch, this is HKW. Insults, threats, and acts of violence or a dime a dozen. I’ve faced em’ before and I’ll face em’ again—surely I wasn’t going to fold to yours. She shook her head once more. NINA STOKES: Elijah, how does it feel to know that despite your best efforts, you still couldn’t contain me? Tonight, you fought and scraped like a rabid animal. You retaliated and struggled with all your might to retain this— Her left arms begins to raise up slowly. A moment later, it’s in the camera’s view. Her hand is gripped firmly around the Lionheart Champship’s strap; the camera pans over to the belt of a few moments before it pans back over to Nina. NINA STOKES: And yet, you still couldn’t get the job done. And, it wasn’t because of lack of determination. It wasn't because you didn’t have the necessary skills. Naw, it was because you were foolhardy—it’s because you made a grave miscalculation. While she had been speaking, some the blood had begun to try and enter her eyes. She wipes her face clean with the side of her right-forearm. NINA STOKES: You see, you thought you knew who the fuck I was. You thought you knew my background. You thought you knew my life style. You thought you knew my personality. You thought knew my abilities in the ring. In reality though, you had no idea. Your perceptions were mared, flawed! She pauses for a quick second. NINA STOKES: Had you come to your senses and taken your blinders off, you would have come to same conclusion that most people in the wrestling world have. That conclusion being: Nina Stokes is fucking amazing. Once again, she wipes the blood away from her eyes. NINA STOKES: Elijah, it was fun proving you wrong. It was fun shattering your reign. However, that fun has come to a bitter-sweet end. Now, there’s work to be done. Elijah Black—you’re dismissed. Nina takes couple of steps closer to the camera. NINA STOKES: now that all that riff-raff is out of the way, let me handle a couple of business points. On Subversion, I’m going to walk down to that ring and I’m going to issue a challenge to one person in particular. Now of course, I can’t spoil anything just yet. Now when you hear the name, there’s going to be some shock and disbelief. But trust me, this person deserves a shot, so I’m going to give it to em’. A wide smirk crosses her face. NINA STOKES: Now if you excuse me, I suppose I should get cleaned up before I stain the arena. The camera fades out as Nina walks towards the medical team. |
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| Alexa Corra | Jun 7 2016, 09:19 AM Post #5 |
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![]() Laalaa Laalaalaa Laalaalaaaa Laalaalaaalaaaa OFF CAMERA Cameras transition backstage where an overjoyed Mo Shots is seen drinking right out of a bottle of champagne in the middle of the hallway. He pours the champagne all over his face, turning around to see an unamused 5150 standing behind him with looks that would send someone not 'close' to the duo running. MO SHOTS: Not champagne drinkers I take it? Mo takes another swig of the bottle, Zagan turning her head to look at the newly crowned Global champion with disgust in her eyes. ZAGAN SOLAS: How... how do you deal with him? Alexa takes in a deep breath, wincing in pain just a bit as she turns her attention to her friend and former tag team partner. ALEXA CORRA: I have to learn how to do deal with people somehow, don't I? The Raven says, glaring back over at Mo while she brings the Global championship to her hand. ALEXA CORRA: I assumed being around someone as... pesky as Mo would help prepare me for what's to come. The responsibilities that come with being thee champion in a mainstream company and such. Alexa continues, staring a hole through Mo before she turns her attention back to Zagan. ALEXA CORRA: But, at times... Alexa's cold brown eyes focus back on Mo -- more specifically, his neck area. ALEXA CORRA: I want to slit his throat... Taken aback by his clients words, Mo sets his champagne bottle on the ground and throws his hands up in the air as if he were throwing up the white flag. MO SHOTS: Lexibae, we’ve been over this! You don’t threaten my life and I won’t call you Lexibae, Lexibae! I thought we had a deal! He yells, taking a few steps back to keep a safe distance. ALEXA CORRA: We have… and you just called me Lexibae twice. Then three times before tonight. I don’t like that name, Mo. If you can’t hold your end of our deal, then neither could I. Alexa takes a single step forward, but that’s enough to send Mo darting down the hallway while yelling out: MO SHOTS: I KNOW YOU TWO HAVE SOME CATCHING UP TO DO SO YOU DO THAT AND I’LL GET AS FAR AWAY AS POSSIBLE! WE’LL CHAT TOMORROW, LEXIB--- ALEXA! The pompous agent makes the first left down the hall, getting out of the camera's view and leaving Alexa alone with Zagan. There's a moment of silence as Zagan bites down on her lip and Alexa slides her back down the hallway until she's fully seated on the ground. ZAGAN SOLAS: I still… I still need to apologize. I shouldn’t have -- ALEXA CORRA: Don’t. Alexa interrupts bluntly. ALEXA CORRA: There is no need for apologies anymore, Zagan. It’s in the past. I don't want to be reminded of what happened anymore. I was never actually... angry with you either. Alexa continues, draping her championship around her shoulder. ALEXA CORRA: I was… more or less… confused. Out of all the people in this world, you were the last person I thought would break my trust. Your reasons were justified - although very unlike you - but what pained me was that you couldn’t bring yourself to tell me what was going on. Me? She points at herself, Zagan letting out a sigh as she stares down at the seated Corra. ALEXA CORRA: Neither of us have many friends, Zagan. That’s done willingly most of the time, and other times not -- but I would like to think that you and I are at least close enough to be able to tell one another things like you having a son with someone we both have a history with. Alexa, comfortable around Zagan, couldn’t help but chuckle at the situation Zagan found herself in. It even impressed her how Zagan managed to keep it quiet for as long as she did, proving that even though Zagan wasn’t the most open person in the world -- she could sure as hell keep a secret. ZAGAN SOLAS: I know. I… I panicked. I’ve never been placed in a situation where my entire future was on the line.... and I chose what I felt was right. I was going to tell you… but you couldn’t be the first person to know. Alexa always knew that Zagan had her reasons for her disappearance, and once the revelation was made at Lucifer Effect -- it all became clear. She started to forgive her right around that time, but the trust still wasn’t there. With everything that she had been through in her life, trust wasn’t something Alexa gave away that easily. But now? After Zagan came all the way to London to make sure Alexa had an insurance policy just in case Zero decided to act up -- it was safe to say that the trust had been reestablished. ALEXA CORRA: Indeed. A weak Corra tries to push herself up to her feet, struggling until Zagan steps forward and helps pull her friend up. Alexa lets out a sigh and gives Zagan a look that said “I could’ve done it alone.” ZAGAN SOLAS: I think we have both grown from this, though. I’m better… and you’re champion. Alexa glances over at the championship around her shoulder and shrugs nonchalantly. ALEXA CORRA: I suppose. Alexa looks up at Zagan, gives her a wink and starts hobbling down the hallway with Zagan following along. What was next for 5150? Only they knew. Laalaa Laalaalaa Laalaalaaaa Laalaalaaalaaaa Edited by Brandon Banks, Jun 7 2016, 09:30 AM.
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