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| Hard Knox Wrestling | Aug 15 2016, 02:56 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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| Hunter Werth | Aug 15 2016, 06:52 AM Post #2 |
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![]() Standing backstage in front of an HKW Subversion banner is interviewer Tiffany Jay. She's got a microphone in hand and a smile on her face. She waits for the cameraman to stop fiddling with his equipment. Finally he gives her the thumbs up and she smiles bigger as she nods at the camera. TIFFANY JAY: Tonight with me on the after show, I have one of the returning stars of HKW standing by with me. Now we all witnessed the enormous reaction that Cindy Parker received when she came out to surprise Zero McHannon tonight. And as amazing as that was, standing off camera is not the returning former manager now wrestler for Defiance. Instead, in a more subtle return that may have flown under the radar a little bit, we have Subversion's own... Hunter Werth! Tiffany claps a bit excited to see Hunter back backstage at Subversion. Hunter walks over leaning in and giving a hug to the Subversion Interviewer. He gives his infectious smile to the camera before putting his hands in his front pocket and turning to Tiffany. TIFFANY JAY: Welcome back to Subversion, Hunter! Hunter nods at her smiling still. He looks as if he's tearing up a bit, but before anything can escape his eyelids he begins talking. HUNTER WERTH: Thank you Tiffany. I appreciate it. I really do. It's been 71 days since my injury at Smoke and Mirrors. I'll tell you what. It's seemed like a lot longer. When I was taken out of the arena that night on the stretcher... I thought that power bomb on the ladder was the end of my career. I've been hurt alot since I joined HKW, but never to the degree that it took me out of the game. I like to think I'm a pretty tough guy, but I'll be damned if the pain in my back was not so badly shooting through my back that I thought I wouldn't even walk again. But as the doctors talked me through things and the pain killers started to kick in, I realized that I had to come back. That scare alone with the thought of never returning showed how much this company and this sport mean to me. Tiffany is nodding as Hunter finishes. She then brings the microphone up to her mouth again. TIFFANY JAY: Well Hunter, I know the fans are glad to have you back. I was near the entrance to the arena when they saw you on the screen earlier in the night. There was a huge pop, they were really anticipating getting to hear from you tonight in the ring. What happened? Why didn't you come out? Hunter sighs before he answers. HUNTER WERTH: I've always been a team guy Tiffany. Whether it's been going up against RIP and Project Continuum when I happened to actually HAVE allies. Whether it's fighting for team Ignite in the Brand Supremacy match. Or how it will be with Jackson Magnum and Harbinger at Divine Supremacy. I always do my best to make sure that I'm not the focus. Even as a champion, no matter how many people critiqued me and how I presented myself, I tried to show that it wasn't just about me. That I wasn't bigger than any one member of the roster. We all have our parts to play. Now I know the value of being a Champion, and it means alot to me. I can't wait to be one again. I know I will be. But tonight wasn't about me. I wanted to make sure that every Subversion roster member fighting here tonight for Team Subversion in these matches against Defiance were made to shine. And I think we did pretty good, right? TIFFANY JAY: I'd say it was a pretty successful night. HUNTER WERTH: Exactly. I'm here now with you Tiffany. And I planned this all along. To come and see you and talk to the fans a little bit. I want you all to know that Hunter Werth does not give up. Hunter Werth will come back fighting anytime he gets knocked down. Hunter Werth will always be here for the fans of Hard Knox Wrestling. And that's why I signed my exclusive deal Tiffany. I want everyone to know that I am one of the few faces of Hard Knox that has been here from day one and that will be here for as long as his body and career allows him to be. I know the fans are excited that I've returned. Most seem a little reluctant about how I'm returning too. And believe me, I am too. Returning to team with my #1 enemy is quite a reach. But Jackson made me an offer, and I'm not the type of guy that refuses, no matter the situation. We'll see how it pans out. Sure Hybrid Hell after an injury seems a little far fetched and dumb for me to agree to. But I'm a man that conquers fear. I've been through Hybrid Hell before once. I fought Jackson in a Deathmatch. I'm ready for Hybrid Hell 2. So I'll be seeing you all again in two weeks. Thanks for the warm welcome back everyone. TIFFANY JAY: You deserve it. HUNTER WERTH: Thanks Tiffany. With that, Hunter walks off screen as Tiffany begins to finish off the interview. TIFFANY JAY: There you have it everyone. HKW favorite and former Hybrid Champion, Hunter Werth is back. His return is coming at Divine Supremacy when he teams up with Jackson Magnum and Harbinger for Hybrid Hell 2. I for one am looking forward to it. I'm sure you are too. With that Tiffany ends the interview as the red light ends and they begin to prepare for the next post-Subversion interview. |
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| Nina Stokes | Aug 15 2016, 07:26 PM Post #3 |
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The camera fades in. We see a shot of Nina Stokes, sitting on a bench outside the women’s locker room. She’s drenched in sweat, but even so, her face reveals jovial features. She leans back just a bit and rests the back of her head against the wall. NINA STOKES: Hello, my name is Nina Stokes—and, I just vanquished one of the most dominant and feared wrestlers in this Business. A smirk runs across her face. NINA STOKES: Now, in a few hours, a bunch of yall out there are going to attempt to discredit my victory here tonight. But, you see this exuberance plastered upon my face—it’s not leaving. Dissenters can say whatever they’d like to say, but the facts are in the footage. I took the fight to one of HKW’s best, one of FGA’s best, and left him down and out on the mat. She spreads her arms out wide, as if to imply “come at me.” NINA STOKES: XPJ, I told you to pay very close attention to that match; I told you that it would be a precursor to our impending bout. Page had nothing to lose in this match; hell, to be honest, he had everything to gain. And, he fought and wrestled according. He hit me with some shit out there, and it was stiff—I can’t deny that. But XPJ, you did see what happened each and every time he hit me something didn’t you? Nina pauses. NINA STOKES: Every time I was down and out, I got back up. By this sweat is dripping down her face. Off camera, someone hands her a towel. She uses said towel to wipe her face. Once she is done, she flips it over to the dry side and drapes it across her hair. NINA STOKES: Every this industry has given me shit, I’ve dusted myself off and got back up. My failures don’t define me. That’s why I became the fight Bloodlust Champion; that’s why I’m holding the Lionheart title. The camera pans over to title belt, which is resting next her on the bench. She pats the faceplate lightly. The camera then pans back over and focuses in on her face. NINA STOKES: I’ve been told many that desire to keep fighting throws people off; I can only imagine it’s going to have the same effect on you. You want to reclaim bits of your former glory, and you’ll going to fight like hell to do so—and instead of laying down and yielding, I’ll just keep advancing. She shrugs a bit. NINA STOKES: Kinda’ scary huh? Nina chuckles as she stands up and grabs her title belt. NINA STOKES: August 28th XPJ, August 8th. She turns in the direction of the person who handed her the towel. NINA STOKES: I’m headed off to shower. Nina walks out of the shot. A few moments later, the camera slowly pans over to reveal Ryan LeCavalier. RYAN LECAVALIER: Tonight was a good night. I got see Nina do her thing in the ring, like always, shared my thoughts with my upcoming match at Divine Supremacy—and, I got a bit of rest for once. It was almost perfect, save actually seeing two of my best friends losing their tag match, I’m not surprised. When you tag with dead weight, it weighs you down. Luke weighted them down. Much like that incoherent rambling Alexis did via Satellite. Ryan’s expression was a mixture of confusion and agitation, she broke it up instantly by laughing it off. Ryan rolled her eyes nonchalantly at the camera before shaking her head preemptively. RYAN LECAVALIER: I’ll give her credit, she almost made a point. Somewhere in between her grandstanding, showing off that Reaper pride, she began foaming at the mouth like Sméagol from Lord of the Rings. At that point, I couldn’t understand a single thing she said. I felt a nosebleed coming on. Ryan reached up tilting her head back for a second looking at the ceiling. RYAN LECAVALIER: Couldn’t just leave well enough alone, huh? Is it really necessary to try to drive home a point, knowing that the only reason you’ve gotten this far is because you sold out before you even began? I guess so – because Alexis can’t seem to one up anybody any other way, so I guess attacks from behind and appearing on the Knox Tron is the only way she’s able to prove a point. She began clapping slow ‘golf clap’ style until she stopped out of the middle of nowhere. RYAN LECAVALIER: It’s good to know that, despite Alexis’s day job, she’s in the running to become the hide and seek champion of 2016. That’s pretty next level if you ask me. Methinks a career change is in order – something in retail or fast food, maybe. It’s pretty hard to fuck that up. Next time, maybe the Reapers should get the job done. Ryan pauses as if she forgot something; she began snapping her fingers, trying to remember before she said anything. RYAN LECAVALIER: Uh, by the way Alexis, I think you should’ve done your research. Throwing slurs can—and will get you hurt. I’m not much of a SJW, however, I’ll help you out. Just remember, it’s not my place to educate your ignorance. For starters, I’m not Transgendered. I’m non-binary. All I’ll say is that I’m not exclusively feminine or masculine. Ryan spun around once for a camera, showing the very outfit she wore for tonight’s festivities. It’s the same one that was shown when she did her interview with Gnarls Robison earlier on in the night. RYAN LECAVALIER: Secondly, I’d comment on what she said about being the superior athlete, but I won’t in fear that I may laugh myself into cardiac arrest. I’m serious. Have you ever laughed so hard that you felt like you were dying? That’s how I currently feel – because I work for a company with the likes of A-G-3. That’s not to say that she’s funny, sharp-witted or particularly cutting; she makes a lot of slanderous comments, like she’s trying to run as the next great Republican hope. She rubbed the back of her neck looking down as she continued talking. RYAN LECAVALIER: At the rate she’s going, she’s lucky anyone even knows or cares who she actually is. The truth hurts; I’m one of the few reasons keeping her career alive. Someone has to do it, I guess – and that evidently, it’s not going to be her. If I were her, I wouldn’t focus on winning championships. I’d be spending my time finding a personality of my own. This two bit act she’s picked from the likes of Fran and Felicity—it’s just not working. She’s literally regurgitating similar things I’m sure they’ve said in the past. The single difference being; they actually have room to back it up. Ryan rolls her neck, adjusting her blazer, as she looked to the door off shot where Nina escaped through. RYAN LECAVALIER: Now if you’ll excuse me, the wife and I need to get ready to enjoy the rest of our night out. Tonight’s a special occasion, I hear there’s talks of contracts being signed within the next couple weeks. The camera lingers on Ryan’s face a bit before the camera fades to black. Edited by Nina Stokes, Aug 17 2016, 11:48 AM.
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| Jackie Fowler | Aug 16 2016, 06:59 PM Post #4 |
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The feed picks up in what seems to be a long corridor, crowded with people carrying bags of luggage. The footage itself is shaky, as if filmed on a hand held recorder or a mobile phone. As the view is lifted up, the sight of a smiling Jackie Fowler, clad in his favourite Manchester City shirt. JACKIE FOWLER: Whoa, whoa, whoa, sweet child o’mine. What is that you were all saying, eh? What was that you were tweeting? What was that you were slapping on ‘Sit on me Facebook’? What was that you were saying when you were balls deep in your significant other? “Where the fucking fuck was Jackie ‘Fucking’ Fowler on fucking Subversion, motherfucker? We only got two seconds of that handsome Clit Hero from Clitheroe, enough to make me missus sploosh all over the show, but we need more!” Well, the truth is, I did a little seek and destroy on Alexis Green, ‘cept, she were nowhere to be found and she destroyed her reputation by not being able to back up any of her claims right from the get go. So I decided to split early, take a little trip elsewhere. But don’t worry, got me ‘blowup doll’ for company. Sabrina is then shown in shot walking beside him. She comically puffs her cheeks out, poking fun at AGIII’s original comment. JACKIE FOWLER: So whilst AGIII been proving that she is right royally crapping herself on two fronts, one that she bricks in and won’t back up her own smack by showing up, and two, that she’s drinking SkinnyMint Tea, which is what anorexic bitches use to get flat stomachs, ‘cause it's a frigging laxative. Makes me wonder what her plan is R.I.P. Whether she plans to hide behind them, or is keeping herself well lubed to become their new ‘buttfuck boy’ instead of Luke. She got a better ‘tache than him at least, so I guess that’s a start. Hell, maybe her six month plan is to crow on Twitter that Volkov is her baby daddy. Least that’s his citizenship sorted. But don’t mind me, just going for a slash like I did in the middle of their locker room last Defiance. Ok? Ok! As Jackie turns into another room, he dumps his bag on the floor and rests the phone on it’s side as he wanders to the other side of the room. It is clear that this is the men’s bathroom, and the phone is resting upon the sink. As Jackie reaches the urinal, he drops his pants completely, revealing his bare buttocks to the camera! Upon his cheeks is written the message “Sofia King would rather finger this ring,” in thick black ink. JACKIE FOWLER: But whilst I move on from a limey, undeveloped streak of piss, and whilst I’m just taking a piss with a well-developed member, let’s move on to a bunch who take the piss or ain’t worth a piss, eh? I mean, the rest of these tossers lined up against me in the Interbrand Gold Ring Scramble really ain’t had much to say since the Village People decided to go all ‘In the Navy’ on me debut, eh? As Jackie finishes up at the urinal, he paces over to one of the stalls. Taking out a marker pen, he begins scribbling upon the door. Letting out one of his gruff, trademarked laughs he walks back to his phone and picks it up. He points it at the message, and whilst laughing quite loudly, it clearly reads: “Up for some serious bum fun, boys? Call Luke Wisia on ‘---‘” but the phone number is blurred out. Jackie flips the bird at the camera. JACKIE FOWLER:I mean, the reigning champ seems to have forgotten why she’s here and is trying to get herself with people who will legit kill her, as opposed to someone who is just her to upstage, downgrade and turn her into another midcard wannabe. Aries throws out a few pleasantries, then scuttles off like a pheasant just ready to be plucked for dinner and Kehlani just seems happy to be here , some kind of wrestling Mary Poppins, all bedknobs and sitting on broomsticks. He paces out of the bathroom after washing his hands, scooping his bag up and produces a few posters, one of which he slaps on the wall. It’s an advertisement for the upcoming ‘Divine Supremacy’ pay per view, and whilst it looks authentic, the main picture is of Ryan LeCavalier with a handlebar mustache. JACKIE FOWLER: And then there is Ryan LeCav. Honestly, I thought the broad was a fucking mute. Or at least had a stunt cunt doing all her business for her, whilst laid around and did sweet F.A. about her position in the company. Seems that this little Reaper situation lit a fire under Nina Stokes lesser half. Woman woke up at last, but is making a fair deal out of being the most polite angry bitch in the business. Plenty of fuel there, but not a flame in sight. And me? I’m about belt out an anthem that would put Adele to shame and set fire to the motherfucking rain! ‘Cause I got a plan, and it’s so cunning you could stick a tail on it and call it a fox. As he leaves the room, he is greeted once more by his beloved Sabrina and they continue on. As they pass by the throngs of people, Jackie keeps handing out the posters to random members of the public. The camera catches him slyly sticking one to the back of a very obvious transvestite as they pass, this one bearing a picture of Aries with the slogan “On alternate Thursdays, my name is Aretha.” JACKIE FOWLER: Lemme tell you about this little plan I got, eh? ‘Cause right now, I’m a bit of a lucky son bitch. ‘Cause me deal, as well as paying top dollar, which is somehow a fucking parody right now, but you gotta do what you gotta do to raise enough funds to write R.I.P. = G.A.Y. on the fucking moon after all, innit? Jackie stops to sign a few autographs for a handful of passing fans, shocked to see him in such a location at this time. They are standing next to a KFC, and he cheekily covers up the logo of the Colonel with another poster, this one depicting Kehlani as Colonel Sanders, complete with white facial hair and the phrase “Kehlani Fried Chickenshit”. JACKIE FOWLER: Me deal states that I can walk on Defiance. It says I can walk out on Subversion. Hell, I’m on the fucking opening video to the blue brand, and that’s where I inked me deal to stay. But soon enough, due to me going ‘Blue Moon’… I can’t simply strut into Defiance and bitchslap the ‘Reapers In Gay Pride’ willy nilly. But… If I, WHEN I claim the Interbrand Ring for meself… There is nothing stopping me. When I go on and beat fifty shades of shitdom outta the Interbrand Cup winner and take the Interbrand Television Title for meself… There is nothing stopping me. And when I can freely walk on both brands, and when I walk right up to R.I.P., waltz right past flipping the bird and delivering a fisting to Luke Wisia’s face which puts to shame the fisting Lance Winters gives to his arsehole… There is nothing, nothing, NOTHING stopping me. ‘Cause this is what I want. I’m the most wanted man in the business and I ALWAYS get what I want. As Jackie and Sabrina reach the exit, with Sabrina giggling at Fowler’s words, they look up at the overhanging sign, which clearly reads “Detroit Metropolitan Wayne County Airport.” The Bastard of Bowland grins at his camera phone, then pointing it at a poster for RISE, one that displays AGIII upon it. JACKIE FOWLER: You Reapers might rule Defiance… But I’m ‘Bastardizing Worldwide’… and it’s gonna start right here… If the Bitch won’t come to the Bastard, the Bastard’s gonna come for the Bitch! Taking out a marker pen, he draws a penis entering the mouth of AGIII before the footage fades away. Edited by Jackie Fowler, Aug 16 2016, 07:06 PM.
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| Jackson Magnum | Aug 17 2016, 01:12 PM Post #5 |
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![]() We open up with Jackson Magnum lying in a pool of his own blood in his locker room dazed and confused, with his hands cuffed behind his back. A look of agony etched across his face, as he gasps for air. He manages to roll towards his locker, then push himself with his legs into a seat position. He can’t help but think of the situation. Has he really been this terrible of a person, so horrible that everyone in HKW had seen what had happened on earlier in the night only to leave him here to linger in his own blood. Jackson manages to lift knees to his chest, and slowly slide his hands down until he can pull feet in between the chain, and slide his hands from his back to the front. He sees the camera man at the door, as he rests his head against the locker. JACKSON MAGNUM: : Mind giving me a hand? We see the camera slowly lowering to the floor as the cameraman seems to pity Jackson. After a moment the camera is lifted back up, as Jackson staggers his way over to his locker. Pulling the door open he groans loudly, his hands still cuffed together. He lifts them up, reaching to the top shelf over the locker, pulling out a bottle of peroxide. Walking over to the cameraman he holds it out. JACKSON MAGNUM: I’ll tawk if ye open et. The camera man’s right hand reaches out as we see him twist the lip free. Jackson flips his hair back breathing heavily. Jackson staggers back a few steps falling into the locker, where the painting of him hanging still rests. Closing his eyes tightly he lifts the bottle up over his head and starts to pour in onto the cut. Peroxide starts to flows down his face, as he grits his teeth in pain, before finally letting a scream out. A mixture of blood and peroxide pours to the ground below. Some of the peroxide has spilled into his mouth as he screamed, causing him to spit and cough violently. Dropping the bottle to the floor, he falls to one knee. Taking a moment he looks towards the camera lens with a look of defeat on his face. JACKSON MAGNUM: Ye know wat I don’t git? He pauses for a moment as he continues to gasp for air, turning his head he looks at his blood that’s been spilled all over the locker room. JACKSON MAGNUM: People blaming me fer everyting, Ye see Sophie, yer little revelation. He grunts as he pushes himself back to his feet, then standings right beside the painting of himself. JACKSON MAGNUM: about being en Hybrid Hell wasn’t needed. I figured ye would do anyting ta git en this match, witout hafing ta earn et. Ye’d even put a ring on Lady Magdalena’s daughter ta ensure tat. Thee ting is tat ye look at this match, and don’t see thee one ting I hafe on ye. Yes, ye,Magdalena, and Anastasia will hafe better chemistry. Ye’ll be working tagether, while me team hardly cares about each. Harbinger is just there because he’s hired ta do a job, at thee end ov thee day et doesn’t matter ef I’m torn ta him. He’d be willing ta sacrifice me ta win thee Hybrid Championship. Hunter would do thee same. But I’m going ta do someting tat’s rare right now. I’m going ta tell ye my team's strategy at Hybrid Hell two. Jackson is still struggling to breath as he tries to gather himself. JACKSON MAGNUM: We’re not coming fer ye, heck my teams not even coming fer Magdalena. We have one goal ta take out the weakest links. Tat’s yer little bird, thee one ye care fer so much. So know tat every moment ye spend trying ta kill me, will be a moment where she’ll be vulnerable. And how easy will et be fer ye ta finish me ef Harbinger has his hands around her throat choking thee life out ov her? How easy will et be fer ye ta decimate me, when Hunter has a glass shard digging enta yer fiance's head? See, I’ve been en hybrid hell wit Hunter, and while ye might tink he’s not willing ta do et, I know someting about him. He’ll do almost anyting ta silence thee critics, including taking out yer blessed little bird, er Magdalena’s daughter. So yer right my team doesn’t care about me. Jackson gets to his feet growling as a little more blood spills to the floor below. JACKSON MAGNUM: See yer teams nepotism has led ta one unfortunate circumstance. Ye care about someting en this match more tan thee Hybrid Championship. Hunter does not, Harbinger does not, and I certainly don’t. Ye want ta make this painting a reality, ye want ta end me, but I told ye this match would be about sacrifice. Is Lady Magdalena willing ta abandon her daughter once more, and never be able ta fergive herself, just ta finish me off? And Sophie, are ye willing ta sacrifice thee love ov yer life just ta end mine? So hang me from me belt, just know ef ye do, yer little birdie, might be gitting her wings clipped as ye do. Good luck ladies, yer going ta need et. Jackson takes a few steps forward before falling to the ground again, we hear the sound of the cameraman calling for help. Edited by Jackson Magnum, Aug 17 2016, 01:35 PM.
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| X.A.D | Aug 17 2016, 10:28 PM Post #6 |
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![]() TIFFANY JAY: Heyyy, everyone! It’s Tiffany Jay and I’m going to try and get the thoughts of several Defiance and subversion talents as Divine Supremacy is right around the - Oh! There’s someone now! As she spoke, she saw Xavier Asher Daniels walking out of the hallway and heading towards the parking lot, a large, extravagant multicolored coat covering most of his frame as his duffle bag trailed behind him. The subversion interviewer excitedly bounced towards him. TIFFANY JAY: Xavier, tough loss out there against Sophie El. It looked like it could go any way for the longest time and literally came down to the wire and you actually kicked out of her Code Black finisher as the three count happened! What's going through your mind right now following all that after coming so close to keeping the match alive? Xavier drew himself up, the large coat he wore making the small musician look a little bigger than his size as he gave a soft, bittersweet smile. XAVIER ASHER DANIELS: What more can be said, Tiffany? I came close... so close to winning this match tonight. I took everything that Sophie could throw at me and kept coming back. If not for myself, then for my brand right? But it wasn't meant to be. I kicked out at three and a millisecond, but that doesn't matter. The better wrestler won tonight. Sighing softly, Xavier allowed himself a small smile, but one could see the determination burning brightly in his eyes. XAVIER ASHER DANIELS: The only thing I can do right now is take this and use it to help me win at Divine Supremacy. Tiffany gave a small smile, shaking her head. TIFFANY JAY: I dunno about that, Xavier. I think that one of the guys and girls from subversion are winning the Interbrand Cup! But on that note, you enter into that match looking at facing nine other competitors inside of the ring for the Interbrand Cup. One of those wrestlers is Jimmy Page, who you’ve been feuding with on and off since your days as a member of Reaper Rain. What are your thoughts going into this match? XAVIER ASHER DANIELS: My thoughts… are that this is going to be my test to see if I’m still able to keep up with the wealth of talent coming in. I’m coming off of one of the best year of my life professionally… having won my first Championship and even though I lost it, I’ve won my last two Pay-Per-View Matches despite the fact that I shouldn’t even be here right now. Not after what Lance and RIP did to me or even after what I’ve done to myself. Xavier paused for a moment, something flickering in his eyes near the end as his expression changed to one of sadness. XAVIER ASHER DANIELS: But personally… I’m climbing back up after hitting rock bottom. I’ve lost friends, nearly lost my career… I’ve lost myself to a few pill bottles because I was afraid of losing all of this. Being out there in front of the crowd, being able to perform. Being able to be me. Now I have to earn my way back up. And I have to go through nine other people to get back there. I’m not delusional about my chances in the match, I know that given everything I’ve gone through and just how dangerous the other nine are that my chances don’t look good. But All I need is one moment… one second is all it’ll take. Maybe it’s a Star Kick to Jimmy Page’s jaw. Maybe it’s him experiencing a Sunset Over San Diego… but that’s all I need. I’ve shown tonight that I can take someone’s best… but now I need to be able to do that and win. For me, and for Defiance. Tiffany looked a little sympathetic at hearing XAD’s speaking up on his well publicised personal issues. She’d picked up on the somber, regretful tone, and quickly shifted the train of thought to something else for the both of them. TIFFANY JAY: Also, many couldn’t help but notice that this was the first time in nearly two years that you were without a certain piece of hardware wrapped around your leg. How does it feel to finally be able to walk around without that bulky knee brace slowing you down? Xavier’s eyes brightened as he moved the large coat aside, showing that he indeed is no longer wearing the knee brace he’s sported for nearly his entire career. But that was the only thing she got from the enigmatic wrestler before he turned and began to leave, practically skipping as he hummed “Purple Rain” to himself and leaving a confused, if somewhat amused Tiffany Jay behind. |
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