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Subversion 22 Aftermath
Topic Started: Feb 13 2017, 04:12 PM (289 Views)
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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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Chanson Webster was in his locker room along with his manager Brent Berstin placing his belongings in his bag as he tries explaining something to Brent.

CHANSON WEBSTER: I still don’t think that… that was cool. As much as I like winning I don’t wanna do it by cheating anymore brah.

Brent was looking down at his phone sending a message but he still heard what Chanson said.

BRENT BERSTIN: But it’s in your nature little boy. That’s what you do. You know you don’t play fair.

Putting on his hoodie Chanson shook his head.

CHANSON WEBSTER: I feel like I gotta grow though Brent. I’ve done enough weasling. That was last year. I didn't wanna just be any rookie. I wanted to be that rookie you knew can amount to something. People still discredit that because of all my tactics and we know I’m better then that.

Placing his phone in his pocket Brent looked up without a somewhat peeved expression on his face.

BRENT BERSTIN: No No No...this sounds like nonsense. You can’t go soft on me. Just think about what that would do to you. That shit will drive you crazy. I know who you are Wally and this is just not you.

Zipping his bag up the trend god lifted up and placed it on his shoulder.

CHANSON WEBSTER: I’ve just been owning up to the things that I can get better at. Like you could be a better husband and father to your wife and kids but you don’t own up to that.

Chanson paused for a moment to see the look on Brent’s face.

CHANSON WEBSTER: I told you tonight that if push came to shove I would cheat to win… but at HOP i’m not doing it brah.

Brent snarled before looking at Chanson and pointing his finger in his face.

BRENT BERSTIN: You can’t tell me nothing about how I treat my wife and kids.

Brent pulled his finger down from out of Chanson’s face.

BRENT BERSTIN: And you're gonna do what I tell you to do. You know I’ve been the strings that’s holding you up. I created the ‘trend god’. You’re literally mines Chanson.

CHANSON WEBSTER: You don’t own me brah. You came to me. You don’t have anybody except for me. You just gotta accept that I’m changing for the better. This is my career. Not ours.

Brent laughed before making his way to do the door. Before exiting he turned around and laughed one more time.

BRENT BERSTIN: Have fun while you're in Minnesota. There’s going to be a big surprise for you when you get back. See ya.

Brent put on his shades and exits as Chanson thinks about what Brent just said.
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Cyncity finds herself standing near the parking lot doors just minutes after the twenty-second episode of SubVersion. Her hands are already covered with black tape, her hair pulled back in a ponytail, and her focus only one thing.

CYNCITY: MASCOT STITCH!

The oversized Stitch comes charging down the hall, a tea ball bat in his hand as he inches closer to his master.

MASCOT STITCH: I have this! I have this! I find bat for you!

The illegally-made, genetically-engineered, extraterrestrial lifeform resembling a blue koala comes to a dead stop; the head of his costume nearly coming off as he hands Cindy the bat.

CYNCITY: You’re telling me that in a place where people get hung, hit by trucks and exorcised, the best thing you can find me is a TEA BALL BAT?! DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT I’M DEALING WITH HERE, STITCH?! IT IS LA DIABLA. THE NUMBER ONE EVIL IN CYNDUISM!

MASCOT STITCH: Yes! I understand this! This bat have magic powah!

Cyn blinks her eyes twice, then blasts Mascot Stitch over the head with the bat!

CYNCITY: Powah my butt! Take this--

She throws the bat in the direction of the stumbling Stitch.

CYNCITY: --stupid thing and get out of my face!

The Crowned Royalty finalist spins her body around and pushes through the parking lot doors, taking one full step into the lot itself. She takes in a deep breath and takes another step forward, throwing her fists up just to be prepared.

CYNCITY: LYZEY DOOBY DOOO. YOU SMELL LIKE POOO. YOU HAVE TO GET YOUR BUTT KICKED BY ME NOW!

She moves around a parked limousine, her body and mind more at ease with Lyza seemingly out of sight.

CYNCITY: YOU’RE NOT GONNA SQUARE -- UP WITH MEEEEE. CAUSE YOU KNOW I’D KICK YOUR HINEY! YOU KNOW CYN DA GOD KNOWS YOU’RE GONNA SNEAK ATTACK HER SOMEWHERE IN THE BACK! DON’T DO THAT!

Not knowing how to continue her remix, Cyn begins humming the melody and shimmying in place.

Continuing with the humming, a vehicle pulls in the direction of the venue. The lights flash across Cindy’s face, causing her to squint her eyes. She puts her hand over her forehead to get a better view of the driver and possibly for any passengers. The vehicle maneuvers away from her, going back in the direction it originated from.

She turns back to face the limousine, hitting the ground after meeting with a leaping lizar...Lyza! The Crowned Royalty winner lands with a few punches planted on Cyncity. The leader of Cynduism manages to get away from Reyes, quickly getting to her feet. She scurries further into the parking lot, zig zagging between vehicles to keep away from her foe.

LYZA REYES: Be careful with your words, young lady. Your wish became my command, and here we are!

She says this as she slowly walks through the middle of the lot. Cyn stays behind an older Jeep Wrangler, peeking her head over the hood just to see Lyza’s location.

CYNCITY: And they call me crazy?! I’m not the one pretending to be Squirrel Girl!

The terrified veteran rips her Nike Air Force One off of her foot and launches it at the Crowned Royalty winner!

PSHH

Lyza ducks under the shoe Matrix style, Cyn hopping up and down out of frustration.

CYNCITY: COULDJA PLEASE STOP MOVING! I’m trying to hit you with my shoe! Why do you have to ruin EVERYTHING?! WHY DOES EVERYONE LIKE YOU?! ALL YOU DO IS RUIN THINGS!

She slams her fist off the Wrangler hood, Lyza stopping in place once she notices tears building up in Cyn’s eyes.

CYNCITY: I was supposedta win Crown Royalty and use that momentum to get a championship match at Destiny! I was supposedta be the new signing everyone was talking about! I’m the one my son is supposedta like best! NOT YOU OR MY STUPID EX! I’M THE--

Spit comes flying out Cyn’s mouth as she bashes her hand off Wrangles hood two more times.

CYNCITY: --I am sick … of you, and I’m not going to let you be a part of MY life in any way, shape or form.

She wipes the tears from her eyes, the frown on her face turning into a forced scowl.

CYNCITY: Go away. I don’t feel like fighting anymore.

Lyza finds herself in an uncomfortable spot. Part of her wants to continue the bout, while the other wants to console her. But no, she's tried talking this through with Cyncity before.

LYZA REYES: Things don't always go as planned. You're beating a dead horse with what could’ve should've or would’ve been at Crowned Royalty. For crying out loud, you ARE Nolan’s mother, and I'm not trying to take that away from you! Ugh!

Frustrated, Lyza lets out a grunt with both arms raised in the air.

CYNCITY: The only dead horse I’ll be beating is you at Destiny!

Cyn fires back, something behind Lyza catching her attention.

CYNCITY: And then we’re done! We’re through! You’re going to the other show or you can leave wrestling as a whole. I don’t really care whatcha do, but everyone’s gonna see you for what you are! A friggin’ phony!

Looking ready to go after Cyn once again, Lyza steps forward but gets hit in the back with a tea ball bat by Mascot Stitch! The mascot pushes Lyza does to the floor, allowing Cyn to slide across the Wrangler hood and make her getaway!

MASCOT STITCH: YES! RUN! I HAVE CONTROL OF TH--

WHAP!

Mascot Stitch gets rocked with a roundhouse kick to the head from Lyza. He hits the pavement face up, seeing little Stitches and stars spinning around. Lyza mumbles something under her breath as she walks away.
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Patiently waiting for a member of the Subversion roster to come by, Gnarls Robinson resists the urge to check his watch or the even greater temptation to pull out his phone to fire off a couple of quick tweets, knowing full well the interviewer's creed that you should never allow an interview to literally walk past you

So as he mentally stores the tweets he will send off later that evening, Robinson sees a member of the Subversion roster walking his way, so in readiness he raises his mic to make sure that he can be heard loud and clear and prepares to ask a few important questions

GNARLS ROBINSON: Elijah Black, how are...

Unfortunately for Robinson, Black is in no mood to play this game, as without breaking stride he shoves Robinson aside, and as he continues to storm down the hallway the cameraman focuses on him as he continues to take out his frustrations by punting a box of leftover merchandise down the hallway

With Black out of the way, the cameraman returns his focus towards Robinson attempting to regain his composure

GNARLS ROBINSON: That could have gone...

Before he can finish his sentence, however, Black returns and immediately grabs the microphone from Robinson's hand, and he's clearly in a foul mood judging by his demeanor

ELIJAH BLACK: Tell me, Robinson, what kind of person will claim to be superior to all manner of what they consider "petty" interactions the one minute, yet the next prove themselves to be the pettiest person imaginable? Would you call them honourable? Decent? Honest? Or would you call them a clothes horse who believes designer labels are an ample replacement for the gaping void where their soul should be?

Knowing full well that Black's not inviting him into an actual discussion, merely using him to enable what he's getting off his chest, Robinson thinks better of trying to respond and keeps his lips firmly sealed

ELIJAH BLACK: If she thinks the worst thing that could happen to her is seeing one item of clothing get a couple of rips in it, she's going to find that having to choose what she's willing to sacrifice is the least of her problems - not when she decided to give me a good fucking reason to remember what happened to the last set of French royalty who didn't realise they were making enemies who were willing to do something about it.

Flicking his glance towards the camera, firing a particularly filthy look at the cameraman, Black returns his attention to Robinson for a moment

ELIJAH BLACK: If she believes that her sense of self-preservation was worth sacrificing, it really needs to be asked: how long before she tells the starving peasants to eat cake?

Taking a step back as he sweeps the sweat-drenched hair out of his eyes, Black flicks his palm to send a few droplets of sweat spattering across the floor, before a malicious look flashes across Black's face - but before he indicates what he's thinking, he abruptly turns and walks away to leave Robinson nonplussed about his intentions
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The camera fades in.

TIFFANY JAY: Good evening, and thank you all for watching another jam packed edition of Subversion. I’m here with the reigning HKW Lionheart Champion, Nina Stokes. Nina, tonight you went up against Shane Atwater. Can you talk about your impressions of him.

NINA STOKES: Shane Atwater is an interesting dude. You know, obviously I watched his matches when he was killing it over on Defiance. Even through the monitor, you can definitely tell that the man has skills. However, I will say that there is a major difference between watching him on tape, and stepping into the ring with him. Take how good you think he is, and then multiply that by ten; that’s what you’ll get when you step into the ring with him.

Tiffany nods.

TIFFANY JAY: He is quite a talent. How would you feel about facing him a second time.?

NINA STOKES: I would actually look forward to that match up. At the end of the day, Mr. Atwater is a competitor. Competitors hate to lose; I know the feeling all too well. If and when we meet the next time, I can almost guarantee that he’ll be trying to end me—and I wouldn’t have it any other way. And hey, maybe the stakes will be more grand next time.

Of course, she was hinting at the Lionheart Championship. Ms. Jay lets out a small smile.

TIFFANY JAY: Nina, one last thing before I let you go. I realize that you weren’t able to hear it. However, Jackson Magnum was very complimentary towards you on commentary tonight.

NINA STOKES: That’s cool and all. However, none of that really changes anything, does it?

Nina shakes her head.

NINA STOKES: Destiny, Jackson. You, me, the battle over this glorious championship—it all ends at Destiny.

Nina turns and walks away as the camera fades.
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