| Subversion 20 Aftermath | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Dec 19 2016, 09:52 AM (222 Views) | |
| BB | Dec 19 2016, 09:52 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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| Elijah Black | Dec 19 2016, 02:33 PM Post #2 |
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As the latest edition of SubVersion starts to come to a close, we see Tiffany Jay patiently waiting backstage for a member of the roster to approach and give her the opportunity to ask their thoughts about tonight's show - and soon enough she gets her wish, as Elijah Black walks through the curtain looking not only like he's been in a war, but he looks beyond fucked off with how events have gone down this evening TIFFANY JAY: Elijah, can I have a minute? Stopping in his tracks, Black looks towards Tiffany in about the same way that a lion would have looked at a Christian in the Colosseum TIFFANY JAY: Do you have anything you would like to say about your match... Before she can finish her question, Black cuts Tiffany off - not with words, as you could expect, but by spitting a mouthful of blood-flecked spit onto Tiffany's outfit, and without saying a word he barges through her as he heads for his locker room TIFFANY JAY: ... Lost for words, Tiffany is left standing backstage in shock, watching Black walk away without even a hint of giving a damn for what he's just done, all the while the red-tinged spit trickles down Tiffany's outfit leaving an ever-growing stain |
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| Leon Kaiser | Dec 19 2016, 05:06 PM Post #3 |
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TIFFANY JAY: I'm going to have scrub so much-- Tiffany shrieks suddenly stops midway as she catches Sophie El sitting in front of a wall, painting on it. She turns her head to observe the painting, seeing that it was of Elijah Black. He stood as a statue as the one thing he hates: a icon of tyranny. Tiffany observes Sophie's artwork with an amused expression before she sees Sophie rear her head ever-so-slightly. SOPHIE EL: My, that is an interesting pattern on your dress. Tiffany looks down at her dress, seeing the bloodstain before looking up. TIFFANY JAY: Oh, this is not a pattern. Elijah Black spat blood on me. Sophie turns entirely to the interviewer, her eyes wide with shock. She stands up to stray close to Tiffany, taking her hands in hers. SOPHIE EL: My dear, I am sorry that I caused such an issue. Tiffany rears her back nervously. TIFFANY JAY: It's hardly your fault, Miss El. Sophie shakes her head. SOPHIE EL: If I had not been so rough on him, you would not have been in his line of fire. I must apologize and fix this. Next week, expect a Christmas present of sorts. Tiffany, blushing, waves her hand in front of Sophie. TIFFANY JAY: No, no, that's not necessary, Sophie. I see you're in jovial spirits after your match tonight. Another successful defense. Any other thoughts on that? Sophie stands up straight, beaming at the interviewer. SOPHIE EL: Tonight, a lot happened. My wife-to-be, Anastasia Starling, won the Rising Phoenix Championship over in Phoenix Wrestling. Lady Magdalena is engaged. Alexa Corra is going to get her vengeance. I made a new friend in Beth Keaton. But to cap it all off, I managed to shut Elijah Black up for once. It's a rare event. Elijah Black is not one to lose often and sulk, but I know he is. And seeing this-- She mentions to Tiffany's ruined dress. SOPHIE EL: I can see that I hit hard not just in the ring, but elsewhere. He preached all tonight about my issues and how he can defeat me. But he doesn't realize that I have changed. Lady Magdalena has seen it. Everyone else has seen it. It was only a matter of time before someone decided to stress test this. Sadly for Black, he felt a little too froggy and jumped. He put up a great fight like he always does, but tonight, he met the new and improved Sophie El. And he learned that I meant it when I say these two words. One finger goes up. SOPHIE EL: Effective. Second one goes up. SOPHIE EL: Immediately. She giggles. SOPHIE EL: He'll be back. Black is not a quitter. We all know that, but he has yet to truly receive his punishment. There is a moment of silence before Sophie tilts her head. SOPHIE EL: What's your size? Before Tiffany can answer, she tells the camera operator to switch places, wanting to keep that information private. |
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| Lyza Reyes | Dec 22 2016, 12:59 AM Post #4 |
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At the conclusion of Subversion 20, Lyza Reyes is seen exiting the Barclays Center. In her street clothes, she keeps warm with a black winter coat and beanie with the word “Ultra” across the center. Trains at this hour were not an ideal method of transport, as the late night crowd began to fill them with long wait times. She stands outside adjacent to Atlantic Avenue in anticipation for her Uber to arrive. Colleagues and production team members begin to exit from the parking garage, as a small remainder of fans trickle out from the visitor side of the venue. An available cameraman captures Lyza checking her phone, doing whatever to stay distracted. He zooms in when a young couple are seen approaching the Queens native with their HKW program books in hand. They don their VIP all access lanyards around their necks despite already being outside of the Barclays Center. The woman, with multicolored hair (think: mermaid effect,) is first to approach Lyza, confident at first but starstruck as she was inches away from the HKW talent. Fan Girl: Lyza? I can’t believe you’re here...Well, duh, you’re part of the company, but you’re in front of me and uh within hugging distance! Is a hug from you possible? Lyza Reyes: Make it quick, kid, or everyone else will want to follow suit. She says that with a hint of sarcasm, yet playful in her delivery as they embrace one another briefly. The young woman pulls away, grabbing her boyfriend to also receive a hug from Lyza. She rushes him as if there was a small window of opportunity. He awkwardly obliges, leaving a gap large enough to place a college level science textbook between them. He pulls back, standing next to his girlfriend as he puts his arm around her. Fan Boy: Your boyfriend might show up. Must keep it middle school dance friendly. Lyza Reyes: You’re okay, dude. So what did you guys think of tonight? Fan Girl: I loved it! When Ashley shot at Kol with the fire extinguisher that gave me life! Ahhhh, I wish I could do that to my coworker later today. Fan Boy: Remind me not to break up with you. So uh, this might be awkward, but do you think you could sign our programs? Fan Girl: I almost forgot about these! SMWB, and Beth Keaton were sweeties. Awooo! Lyza lets out an “awoo” with one arm raised before taking the sharpie from the female and then proceeds to sign their programs. She smirks at the images, mainly at her impromptu opponent, Cyncity whose proclaimed herself as “DA GOD” around these parts. Fan Boy: Thanks! I have a question: I think you’re gonna get asked by the wrestling blogs soon, but I’d like to take credit for being FIRST. What made you go out there at the end of the night? You’ve always been pretty low key from what I've seen in HKW and elsewhere. She doesn’t respond right away. There’s a brief moment of silence as she hands back the programs and sharpie to the couple. Lyza Reyes: The obvious reason would be: justice. Zero crashed the party, and I came out there to even things out. It’s not only a matter of doing the right thing, there’s more to it. Check it: you’re sitting backstage, watching the show like any other spectator, and you hear a voice outside of the television. A melodic “la la la la la,” captivates you and it’s not the sound guy playing your theme song. You’re not hearing A$AP Rocky, but rather a child or a young woman. No one else is around with the ability to mimic the sound, so you seek. You seek the source of said sound, and before you know it… The timing was impeccable as a fully grown raven lands on Lyza’s shoulder. The beautiful bird releases a white index card, landing in the palm of her hand. She keeps her cool, not wanting to scare or provoke the bird. Fan Girl: A vintage text message! The raven vanishes from the scene, leaving the trio in awe. Lyza brings the index card towards a light shining out of the venue for a better view, reading the content to the fans. Lyza Reyes: Thank you… She folds the card, slipping it inside her coat pocket. The couple exchange looks of bewilderment as the scene fades out. Edited by Lyza Reyes, Dec 22 2016, 01:00 AM.
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