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| [color=#f46500][b]DEFIANCE[/b][/color] ל [color=white]LX[/color]; LIVE! From the Wells Fargo Arena in Des Moines, Iowa | May 14th, 2017 | |
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| Sean Sands | May 15 2017, 10:25 PM Post #1 |
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Michael Alexander defeated Hawkeye Horton in three minutes and twelve seconds. This was barely a contest, Michael showing a new found aggression since his last appearance in Hard Knox Wrestling. He defeated Horton with the Fate Zero and told the live crowd that they would see him again before the end of the night.
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| Sean Sands | May 15 2017, 10:32 PM Post #2 |
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![]() Location: Des Moines, Iowa Venue: Wells Fargo Arena Network: TNT The official theme song for Defiance, "Defiance" by Righteous Vendetta opens the show with it ending with the Defiance LX poster! ![]() Edited by Sean Sands, May 15 2017, 11:23 PM.
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| Sean Sands | May 15 2017, 10:47 PM Post #3 |
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![]() TIME TO PLAY THE GAMEEEEEE! MUWHAHAHAHA! The intro to Motörhead’s “The Game” blared over the PA System, and the fans began to boo loudly as Jinzai made his way out onto the stage. The normally brash and arrogant “Supa Saiya-Jin Roze” looks more subdued and humbled as he walks down the aisle way, clutching a piece of paper in his hands. ✦BRIAN MASON Why do we have to start the show with this pencil necked sleazeball?! ✦JACK WARREN: Because he may very be the next World Champion and Triple Crown winner, Mason. Entering the ring as his music dies down, Jinzai is greeted by deafening boos from the fans before he can even pick up a microphone. He goes to speak, but is interrupted by loud chants of “ASSHOLE!” From a section of the crowd. ✦JINZAI: ... I guess I deserve that. The admittance does little to stop the booing or the chants, so Jinzai continues on as he holds up the piece of paper in his left hand. ✦JINZAI: Look, the reason I'm out here is because of this right here. In my hand is a letter of warning, given to me after the most recent episode of Defiance. It’s contents… well, to be blunt, are the nicest way of telling me that I’ve been a dick and to cease and desist with my slander. So if you all can just… give me a few moments of silence, so I can read off my response and hopefully we can all get this over with? The fans didn’t look like they plan on letting up, still chanting obscenities at Jin as he stands in the middle of the ring. Jinzai gives a heavy sigh, looking out into the crowd. ✦JINZAI: Look, I’m not asking for much. Just… maybe 3 minutes tops so I can get this apology out and clear the air with ‘em, alright? The “ASSHOLE” chants finally stopped, light booing from the fans still remains as Jin opens his own letter and begins to read it out loud for the fans to hear. ✦JINZAI: Thanks He stands up straight, before pulling out a similar looking letter from inside of his hoodie. Jinzai holds it out in front of his face, before he goes to read. ✦JINZAI: -Ahem- Dear T- … well, you all know who this is for. It’s been brought to my attention that my remarks have been inflammatory, misinformed and caused a bit of concern that I could cause irreparable damage to you and your brand. It was not my intention to cause any duress, nor is it to cause any harm to your business in the future. As a longtime viewer of your work and someone who has worked with you, I’m ashamed to say that perhaps I let my own thoughts and emotions get the better of me. Therefore I, Shimane, Kazuo, have written this letter to express my deepest and sincerest apologies for any offense that I’ve caused with recent comments I’ve made… Mild cheering is heard from the fans as Jinzai bows his head a bit. ✦BRIAN MASON: This is really mature of Jinzai to come out here and making amends with the people in charge of Time Warner Cable. Maybe there’s still hope for him to get off of this whole “They’re replacing us” nonsense after all. ✦JACK WARREN: Wait for it... No sooner had the words left Jack Warren’s lips, Jinzai continues to read without missing a beat. ✦JINZAI: ... though in my defense, Inuyasha IS 85% filler and only good for the ending tracks, Takahashi-San. A few laughs are heard from members of the audience, while the rest look stunned. ✦BRIAN MASON: Wh-what…? ✦JACK WARREN: BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I knew it! I knew the little nerdy bastard wouldn’t come out here to say sorry! The stunned silence didn't last for long, as the crowd began to boo even louder than before, causing Jinzai to look up in confusion. ✦JINZAI: What? What’s with the booing? I'm doing what I was advised to do and apologizing to the offended party! Jin suddenly gives a mock gasp of realization. ✦JINZAI: OH, I get it! You all thought that I was gonna come out here, waste your time and mine and apologize to Time Warner Cable? He gives a snicker as he leans against the ropes. ✦JINZAI: See, funny thing is they DID send me a little letter just like that, but it somehow ended up in a paper shredder before I could read it. Imagine that... The “ASSHOLE!” Chants returned in full force, but it could do nothing to wipe the grin off of Jinzai’s face as he tosses the letter aside. It leaves as quickly as it comes as ✦JINZAI: I don’t know who’s in charge up there, but I want you to listen as closely as you can. Scoot up to the monitor, turn up the volume, whatever it is you gotta do to better hear and see me. Jinzai climbs up onto a turnbuckle and looks right at the hard camera. ✦JINZAI: You want an apology for what I’ve said? For what I did to Harter and whatnot? Sorry to say, but you won’t be getting one. But I will be. Because WHEN…? When I beat Fel and Dom and wrap the HKW World Title around this gorgeous waist, I’m making it my first order of business to walk right into your offices and having a nice long talk to make sure the 5 year contract I signed is worth the paper it's printed on. Jinzai throws down the mic, rolling back out of the ring as his theme picks back up. He turns towards the nearest camera and mouths something, but it's censored heavily as he backs up the ramp and the scene fades. ![]() The scene opens to find Onyx Payne and … Princess Consuela Banana Hammock standing backstage; both women are ready dressed for their matches later tonight, against Amber Jaye and Lamia respectively. Both women seem to be in high spirits as well, with smiles on their faces. ✦ONYX PAYNE: Another Defiance and we’re ready to make sure the HKW fans know that we mean business. Because ever since Annie and I came back to Defiance there’s been some people who’ve made it known that we’re not welcome here. ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: Psh, that’s what they think. But whether it was attacking Onyx back at Venom, or doing whatever they wanted on the last Defiance, we haven’t forgotten about you two. ✦ONYX PAYNE: In fact, we’ve got a plan for them. As sure as my name is Onyx Payne. ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: And mine is Princess Consuela Banana Hammock! Onyx tries not to laugh as her partner makes the Friends reference. Nor at the sugar skull that covers half her face. ✦ONYX PAYNE: And together we are- The girls fist bump! With authority! ✦ONYX PAYNE & ANNIE ZELLOR: The Reinstated! ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: Aww yeah! The fist bump explodes as Annie takes over, speaking for the pair of them as Onyx takes a back seat. ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: The match is already made though - at Control we’re gonna go up against the Distorted Archetypes in a tag team match, and I already know what’s gonna happen. ‘Cause it’s been obvious since day one that Amber and Cyrus are scared of us. The sneak attacks, the running away - and why wouldn’t you be scared of all this? She flexes her biceps, giving one a quick kiss before offering the other bicep to Onyx. She politely declines though. ✦ONYX PAYNE: No thanks, Annie… ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: Okey dokey. But in two weeks time we’re gonna finally settle this once and for all. And Amber, Cyrus; you two are gonna learn what you shoulda figured out weeks ago. You’re gonna learn the same lesson Lameo the Purple People Eater is gonna learn in a few minutes, and what Onyx is gonna teach you later on, Amber. We’re not here to be stepped on, or walked over. We’re not pushovers and we’re not gonna take it if you try. So keep your eyes peeled for what’s coming, and make sure you’re paying real close attention, ‘cause in a few weeks time you two are in for a world of pain! She uses her deepest voice - which isn’t that deep - to end the sentence, before posing again to show off her alleged twenty-two inch pythons. Onyx can’t help but giggle slightly, despite her best efforts to remain straight faced as Princess Consuela storms away, bellowing as she goes. ✦ANNIE ZELLOR: Lets go kick some butt! Onyx looks as if she wants to add something, but shakes her head and follows behind Annie as the scene comes to an end. ![]() THEE Supreme… The current HKW World Champion sitting atop the flagship show of Hard Knox Wrestling, Felicity Banks, sat in the famous Wells Fargo Arena in Des Moines, Iowa. The HKW Faithful let out a massive...MASSIVE mixed reaction for The Scorpion Queen. Half the crowd opted to boo Felicity due to her recent change in attitude. But the other half simply could not ignore that the first Triple Crown Champion and Hall of Famer delivered THE GOODS in the ring. They couldn’t ignore all of the memorable moments Felicity had provided for them in that squared circle for the past four years in the Land of Hard Knox. She was a polarizing figure. Let us tell you….Being one of the biggest names in the entire wrestling business would take its toll on anyone. Felicity Banks was in demand all over the globe whether it be for one off contests of full time in-ring contracts with wrestling promotions. It brought about various nagging injuries ranging from large to small annoyances which only require a few days of ice treatment on a particular limb. ✦ TIME WARNER CONTRACTED DOCTOR: Don’t worry, Fel. It’s only a matter of time before you’re good to go. The trainer said to The Supreme. ✦ FELICITY BANKS: Yah, like anything you people ever said mattered to me. I’ll go whenever I need to go. Appreciate the night off though, pal. She playfully slapped the trainer's shoulder. ✦ FELICITY BANKS: You wouldn’t want this promotions top draw to suffer a debilitating fingernail injury just a few weeks before Control. I’ve heard ingrown toenails are so … so … ew! The trainer moved forward to apply the ice to Felicity’s left shoulder once again. Felicity’s attention seemed to be diverted as she shoved the doctor to the side a bit. ✦ FELICITY BANKS: Well then… Getting up to her feet, and slinging her HKW World Championship over her right shoulder. The current RISE Champion….Aria Banks.... The younger cousin of Felicity Banks walked into the trainer’s room with the developmental brand’s top prize strapped over her own shoulder. A portion of the audience that did watch RISE regularly cheered for Aria...Though the intrigued casuals who watched cable television wrestling had only heard and read of the RISE Champion. The two cousins who reigned over both of their respective brands. It was a sight to see for the audience. ✦ ARIA BANKS: Fel, honey, it’s so good to see you! Ohh la la. Aria hugged her cousin with a passion. Possibly so hard the RISE Championship clanked along with the HKW World Championship. Aria backed up regaining her composure as Felicity set her title on the trainer's desk. ✦ ARIA BANKS: That was pretty loud. Jeez louise. I guess our family really does have toooo much gold...That’s besides the point. Felly, it feels like we haven’t gotten to see each other much. Felicity couldn’t resist but roll her eyes. ✦ FELICITY BANKS: You know where to find me, Aria. If I’m not wrestling, I’m at home with my kids. Yes, she was indeed referring to Rush and her pets. ✦ FELICITY BANKS: That and it was just announced that I’ll be facing Cedric Chambers at the same show you’ll be defending the RISE championship against Ashley Maldano. Felicity glared at Aria’s title as the Darling of RISE began to run her finger over her cousin’s HKW World Championship on the trainer’s desk. ✦ ARIA BANKS: Yeah...Felly.. The RISE Champion and former HKW Bloodlust Champion said a bit nervously to the multi-time World Champion knowing Felicity had been a bit irritable lately with people as she competed all over the world. ✦ ARIA BANKS: I just wanted to tell you something. When I was told by the RISE trainers draftees could show up to TV I really only wanted to do one thing. Aria held a single finger up. ✦ ARIA BANKS: You know I don’t do much of my talking on social media. I know it’s kind of a big way to get exposure these days but what I need to say to you tonight needs to be said in person. Face to face in front of these good people in Iowa. The Des Moines crowd cheered at the mention of their state’s name. ✦ ARIA BANKS: You’re Felicity Banks. The audience once again gave that deafening mixed reaction for the household name. ✦ ARIA BANKS: You’re THE Supreeeeeeeeeeeeemah! ✦ FELICITY BANKS: Best in the Galaxy, too; but who’s counting. With a shrug sort of motioning “my point exactly” Aria continued. ✦ ARIA BANKS: Well duh, sweetie! You don’t really neeeeed to go around telling people how big a star you are or how many championships you’ve held. Or how many promotions you’ve had amazing matches for. There’s a reason everyone wants to book you. There’s a bigger reason half of the crowd is wearing a ‘Supreme’ shirt right now. People know. Thinking back on the year she had...Aria continued to spill her case to Felicity. ✦ ARIA BANKS: Over the past year you’ve done all of your talking in the ring. Each and every week someone said they’d out wrestle you, and you worked circles around them. And that inspired me to do the same down in RISE. In SSWA. Or wherever I happened to wrestle. Following a pause Aria spat out the final part of her message. ✦ ARIA BANKS: I can’t help but wonder why you’ve changed now that you have the World Championship...Yes you still put on five star spectaculars babe but you’re acting a little like you have something to prove when you don’t...Is it Dom? Is he the reason why you’ve been lashing out so much lately? The older Banks seemed disgusted at the mere mention of the name Dom Harter. She went face to face with Aria as she grabbed her HKW World championship of the trainers desk and stared daggers through Aria. ✦ FELICITY BANKS: It’s a whole different ballgame when you’re holding the most prestigious championship in our industry and when you’re holding--- Felicity pointed at the RISE Championship; almost as if she were mocking Aria. ✦ FELICITY BANKS: ---that. Don’t come in here and give me advice, Aria. Don’t step over your boundaries, but more importantly than all that. Felicity forced a grin. You could see the rage in her hazel eyes, but she wasn’t one who wanted to intimidate her cousin. ✦ FELICITY BANKS: Don’t get in my way. Without another word spoken, Felicity walked out of the trainers room, dragging the HKW World championship along with her. With the ice pack firmly placed against her shoulder, Felicity pulled open the door and exited. The audience didn’t know what to make of the slight tension between Aria and Felicity. Aria herself seemed to be shaken up due to the fact that she simply wanted to reach the old Felicity that millions looked up to for being the Knee First Talk Later superstar that conquered Japan, and put on a clinic every Defiance. ✦ ARIA BANKS: Someone has to get through to her dang it...She doesn’t need to be this way... The Darling of RISE let out a sigh as the scene faded on her looking in the direction Felicity walked off in. ![]() The scene fades out to the ring. ✦WHISPER VIPERI:: Ladies and gentlemen...Tonight’s opener is a singles match set for one fall!!! Cheap pop. The lights go out as Apex Predator starts playing. A fog starts filling the entrance stage. Suddenly a shadowy figure starts crawling out of the fog. Lamia suddenly bursts out, crawling down the ramp on her hands and knees like a spider. ✦WHISPER VIPERI:: Introducing to the ring the Child Eater, Lamia! She gets to the bottom of the ring as she grabs the bottom rope and pulls herself up, literally climbing over the rope. Once inside, Lamia sits herself on the top turnbuckle, bending backwards as she hangs herself out of the ring, staring at the commentary table with a tilted head and a devious grin on her face. ✦BRIAN MASON: Lamia had an impressive debut last Defiance. ✦JACK WARREN:: Yeah but she forgot to trap you in her nightmares like I asked her to. ✦BRIAN MASON: What? ✦JACK WARREN:: Huh? The sounds of “Jager Yoga” by CSS begins to play throughout the arena as Annie Zellor steps out from behind the curtain; the fans in attendance begin to cheer as Zellor keeps her head down, bouncing from one foot to the other in time with the music. She raises her head, rocking out as she looks out across the crowd. Annie stands there with her feet apart, raising one hand up high with the devil horns, before finally heading down the aisle. ✦WHISPER VIPERI:: Ladies and gentlemen, making her way to the ring from Staten Island, New York. Weighing in at 125 pounds … ANNIE ZELLOR! Some HKW fans reach out for the high five, and for those fans Annie happily obliges. But she tries to drown out the small proportion of them who jeer her from a distance. Zellor climbs up the ring steps and stops on the apron, taking another moment to look out across the crowd before she flips backwards over the top rope to enter the ring. There, Annie heads to her corner and climbs a turnbuckle as she waits for this match to get started. ✦BRIAN MASON: Words can’t describe how happy I am to have Annie back in Hard Knox Wreslting. ✦JACK WARREN:: She could’ve stayed gone for all I care. ✦BRIAN MASON: You don’t mean that. ✦JACK WARREN:: WHEN THE MAN SAYS SOMETHING HE MEANS IT?! The referee checks to see if both competitors were ready and calls for the bell. ![]() DING! DING!! DING!!! After the bell rings Lamia gives a sinister smile across the ring over to Annie. Annie cringes some and looks away not wanting to look Lamia in the eyes because when you look in the eyes of a crazy person….WHO KNOWS WHAT THEY’LL DO?! Ahem. Lamia sprints across the ring once Annie looks away from her. Once she reaches across the ring she leaps up going for a splash but Annie moves out of the way just in the knick of time! Lamia lands on the second rope and looks back at who turns around and diving crossbody to take the Hard Knox Original out! The fans boo as Lamia gets up to her feet giggling as she was able to deflate the cheers for the crowd favorite. She whips her hair back and begins to stomp down on Annie before grabbing her hair and getting her back up to her feet. Once she was back up to her feet, Lamia began to hit several Knife Edge Chops then hits a Sitout Facebuster! Lamia turn s her over onto back and goes for the quick pin fall. ONE T----KICKOUT!!!! Lamia looks up to the referee not happy about the count even though it wasn’t his fault. SHe then goes down and starts to bite the forehead of Annie Zellor?! The referee counts down until Lamia stops. As she stands up the referee gives her a warning not to do it again. She just laughs at him and then comes down with three elbows to the chest of Annie then ends the combination with a leaping elbow. Lamia stands back up looking down at Annie with her hair flowing down in front of her face. She whips her hair back and looks around the crowd studying them all. She starts to yell out something to the fans making them boo her. She then goes to pick Annie back up to her feet and as she does she still mouths off to the fans until Annie reaches up and grabs a hold of her head only to hit a Sitout Jawbreaker! ✦BRIAN MASON: Great move right there by Zellor. Maybe now she can get some momentum going and get control of this match. ✦JACK WARREN:: Don’t go giving her too much credit, Mase. All she did was buy herself a breather. ✦BRIAN MASON: I’ll give her all the credit I can give her! ✦JACK WARREN:: And this is why you’re an idiot, Mase. ✦BRIAN MASON: And you’re a tool, so I guess we’re even. The crowd pops as Annie slowly gets back up to her feet after surprising Lamia with the jawbreaker. She looks to the fans who were cheering her on and nods acknowledging their support for her. Annie then gets Lamia back up to her feet after seeing she was starting to stir. The returned Hard Knox Original begins to deliver some Knife Edge Chops of her own before Irish Whipping Lamia into a corner turnbuckle. Zellor then sprints over to the corner and hits a Step Up Enziguri. Lamia falls right on her face as Annie stays up and climbs up to the top rope. The fans cheer her on and encourage her to do whatever it was she was going to do. She leaps off and hits a Frog Splash! ✦BRIAN MASON: LITTLE FROGGER SPLASH?! ✦JACK WARREN:: The hell? She does for the pin! ONE TWO TTHHHH-KICKOUT!!! The fans groan after Lamia was able to kick out. Annie looks up to the referee making sure the count was right. After confirming Lamia kicked out in time, she gets up to her feet and takes a step back. She waits for Lamia o get up to her knees and begins to hit some hard swift kicks to the back and chest. The fans cheer after each kick lands until Annie ends the combination with a Shining Wizard! The fans pop more seeing the kick land. Annie takes a few steps back sizing Lamia up. Lamia slowly gets up to her feet and was visibly groggy as hell. Annie runs over and leaps up hitting the Sparkle Princess Special?! ✦JACK WARREN:: GODDAMNIT LAMIA HOW DIDN’T YOU SEE THAT COMING?! ✦BRIAN MASON: This one may just be over and done with, Jack. ✦JACK WARREN:: How many freaking times do I have to tell you...I’M THE MAN?! ✦BRIAN MASON: Jesus, say it don’t spray it man. ✦JACK WARREN:: I hope Lamia murders you in your nightmares. ✦BRIAN MASON: Hey now, let’s not go that far….Wait what is she doing out here? As Annie tries to go for the cover, the referee’s attention was elsewhere as Amber Ryan was seen wielding a wooden bat. She was shouting at Annie while holding up the bat. The referee stood at the ring apron telling her that she couldn’t be there. The fans booed at Amber as she just laughed at them and told them to shut up. Annie now stands up seeing Amber outside the ring and she was confused wondering why she was out there arguing with the referee. ✦BRIAN MASON: Oh no...Watch out Annie?! ✦JACK WARREN:: Don’t be a freaking snitch, Mase?! Cyrus Riddle was seen hopping over the barricade and creeped his way into the ring. He waits for Annie to turn around and as she does she dodges a Clothesline From Hell from Cyrus! Coincidentally, Lamia was getting back up to her feet during this time and was struck back down by the clothesline. Cyrus looked down in disbelief and as he looked back over he was sent out of the ring after Annie hits yet another Sprinkle Princes Special?! ✦JACK WARREN:: Goddamnit...This guy is such a f***ing waste of space?! WHAT IS HE EVEN GOOD FOR?! Seeing this Amber groans and starts to go for the ring but no! The crowd pops as Onyx comes running down the ramp! Amber hearing the cheers from the crowd she turns around and is sent flying into the edge of the ring apron after Onyx hits a Dropkick. The former World Champion takes the fight to Amber until she starts to run away along with Cyrus getting the hell out of dodge! ✦BRIAN MASON: THEY’RE RUNNING?! THEY’RE RUNNING?! ✦JACK WARREN:: Sonuvabitch! With those two out of the way, Annie goes for the pin. ONE TWO THREE!!!! The crowd pops as Annie’s theme hits the PA System once more and Onyx slide into the ring to celebrate along with her. ✦JACK WARREN:: This is all your fault Mason?! ✦BRIAN MASON: What are you talking about? ✦JACK WARREN:: IF YOU WASN’T SUCH A SNITCH THAT WOULD’VE GONE DONE A LOT DIFFERENT?! Annie holds up her hands in victory. ✦WHISPER VIPERI:: And here is your winner….ANNIE ZELLOR!!!! The scene fades away as Onyx and Annie continue to celebrate. WINNER: ANNIE ZELLOR VIA PIN FALL (7:42) |
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| Sean Sands | May 15 2017, 10:54 PM Post #4 |
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![]() The scene fades out into the arena as the camera pans around getting a glimpse of the fans who came to see the tonight’s episode of Defiance. ✦BRIAN MASON: What are you doing Jack? ✦JACK WARREN: Trying to take a selfie for the gram. ✦BRIAN MASON: Are you kidding me? You know we’re working right now, right? ✦JACK WARREN: Mase there’s nothing with taking a picture of yourself for the gram. Everybody wants to see the man! Everyone! Even you! ✦BRIAN MASON: I see you every other Sunday...It’s not that exciting. The lights dim darkening the arena to pitch black. After two minutes go by building the anticipation in the arena "Cali Dreamin'" by. Kid Ink hits the PA system with a cobra is shown centered in the middle of the Knoxtron as various Emilio Vialpando highlights play in the background while the snake's body begins to pulsate as the music plays. California dreamin', dreamin' (x2) California dreamin' I'm gonna stay, (tha alumni) stay, stay California dreamin', dreamin' (x2) California dreamin' I'm gonna stay, stay, stay The music takes a pause for a moment as the knoxtron fades to black but the outline of the cobra is seen still pulsating. Fans are heard chanting "EMILIO! EMILIO! EMILIO!". Thirty seconds later sparks begin to rain down on the stage as Emilio Vialpando is seen standing there looking out to the fans as the music returns to play. The video package comes back minus the cobra in the center. Say you might see bunch of beaches Bunch of pretty bitches But, don't get it twisted Wrong turn could be missing He cracks a smile and points out to the crowd nodding his head as they chant his name. He then begins to head down ramp. ✦JACK WARREN: Hey, he doesn’t have a match tonight. Why is he out here? ✦BRIAN MASON: Well he’s not in his ring gear so obviously he has something to say. ✦JACK WARREN: I can see that, Mase. ✦BRIAN MASON: Well you asked the question I gave you an answer. Plus, after the tragedy he witnessed with the death of Gambino he hasn’t been as vocal on any platform. It’ll be good to hear what he has to say. While on the ramp he slaps a few of the fans hand and stops at the bottom of the ramp. He looks around to the fans with their #RIPBeeno signs while chanting Emilio’s name. He gives them a soft smile and a nod before going to make his way up the steel steps. Once he enters the ring he is handed a microphone by Whisper Viperi. The music begins to die down leaving for the fans to chant Emilio’s name. The chants soon begin to turn into chants of Gambino’s name. Emilio looks down to the mat clearly getting a bit emotional hearing the support from the fans. He takes a few steps towards the ropes and places his hand on the top leaning forward. Emilio wipes away a tear and nods to himself as he looks back up and lifts the microphone up to his lips. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Th….Tha...Thank you. Thank you. Muchas gracias everybody. Thank you for your support through his hard time. I truly am thankful for you all. Everyone here and everyone watching at home. Thank you. The fans cheer. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: I’m not here to mourn unfortunately. I have doing that for...For a long time now. I was finally able to say goodbye to a good friend of mine...A friend that was like a brother to me. It’s been a hard week for me to say the least. But even before that it’s been a tough year for me. Emilio looks to the fans who seem to be a bit confused. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Some of you know that I have left mi familia’s legacy behind once I left LAX. I didn’t give any explanation. I didn’t tell anyone. Not any of you. Not some of my friends in the back. I didn’t tell a lot of people. There’s some people who are close to me that don’t even know why it was that I left. Some en mi familia even. He sighs as he looks down to the mat trying to collect his thoughts. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: You have seen and heard a particular someone refer to me as a traitor. A back stabber. Any word he can think of to denounce me because of my departure. I understand that he may feel like he was left in the dark after all I’ve we’ve been through together and deserves an explanation. I….I just didn’t feel like it was my place to tell him. I didn’t think it was my place to tell anyone en our familia. And it being a family matter I didn’t tell anyone really. I have kept this shit bottled up inside of me for so long….So long that I can’t anymore. I..I just can’t do it anymore. Emilio looks towards the ramp. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: I gave the man that should have been the one to come clean about everything more than enough time to tell everyone about this. But...Clearly mi padre es not man enough to take responsibility for his own actions as I once thought he was. He shakes his head and looks back around to the fans. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: I know...I know it’s Mother’s Day so this is one helluva day to be doing this. He sighs. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Felix...I hope you’re back there listening. Vialpando pauses wiping away a tear. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: The reason why I left LAX y haven’t spoke to mi familia es because….Because mi familia has been living out a lie. A lie to which only three people know the truth about until mi madre told me herself. She clearly couldn’t deal with it anymore and just had to tell me. This...This whole time I have been living a lie. The of being the only child but come to find out that….That I am now. This perks several people’s interest in the arena. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: That’s right….I am not the only child. Haven’t been for a long time but I was led to believe that I was. It turns out that...That mi padre had an affair twenty one years ago… There began to be some chatter within the crowd. ✦JACK WARREN: This is getting juicy. It’s like a damn soap opera. ✦BRIAN MASON: Shut up, Jack! I’m trying to listen! Emilio rubs the back of his head. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: The day of my birthday in fact...My fourth birthday to be exact. I was turning four years old y….The day before I remember mi parents go into a fight. I don’t know what about...My mom kicked him out and...This whole time I thought it was because he was always out on the road. He was a wrestler and had to be gone for long periods of times so I...I just thought that was it. Come to find out that mi padre wasn’t as good of a husband as I once believed. He was unfaithful. I found that out when mi parents got a divorce when I was in middle school but...But finding out who he had the affair with a this particular time..And what it resulted in… He takes a moment to breathe. ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Turns out mi tío y tía were going through a rough patch in their relationship at the time. Mi padre trying to be a good brother in-law and was trying to console his brother’s wife and..And well nine months later...You were born, Felix. The fans gasp as they put the two together leaving them stunned. ✦BRIAN MASON: Oh my.. ✦JACK WARREN: Whoa! Wait a second...You tryna tell me? Wait a second. Hold up. ✦BRIAN MASON: Felix isn’t Emilio’s cousin...He’s...He’s his brother! ✦JACK WARREN: LUIS VIALPANDO IS THE GOAT!!!!! ✦BRIAN MASON: Goddamnit, Jack. ✦JACK WARREN: What? Haven’t you seen Felix’s mom? She freaking hot! He knocked her up and had his own brother raising the kid like he was the dad?! You can’t make the shit up! Emilio looks around to the fans seeing their reactions. It felt like a huge weight was lifted off of his shoulders as he looked around. Suddenly “10 Toes” by. Nipsey Hussle hits the PA System and Felix Vialpando storms out onto the stage with a microphone in hand. ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?! The fans didn’t know how to react to the presence of the True SAP North Atlantic Champion after the news they just received. ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: CUT THE MUSIC?! I SAID CUT THE F***ING MUSIC?! The music quickly fades away as Felix makes his way down the ramp. He stares at Emilio who stood there in the ring trying to plead with Felix as he makes his way up the steel steps and enters the ring. ✦JACK WARREN: Feel like Jerry Springer or Maury should be here. ✦BRIAN MASON: Shut up, Jack. Felix paces back and forth. ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: Who in the hell do you think you are?! Who the hell do you think you are spreading these lies about our family like this?! ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Fe-- ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: NO! NO! SHUT UP! You have said enough?! There’s not even enough notes in this world to explain this atrocity! I know what you’re trying to do, Emilio! You freaking snake! I KNOW WHAT YOU’RE TRYING TO DO?! ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: I’m just trying to tell the truth. I’ve been trying to tell you for a while now but you been avoiding me. If you have just talked to me we would have been able to res--- ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: NO!!! NO!!!!! NO!!!! YOU’RE TRYING TO TEAR THIS FAMILY APART WITH YOUR FREAKING LIES?! Felix points at Emilio. ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: JUST BECAUSE YOU WANTED TO ABANDON OUR FAMILY DOESN’T GIVE YOU THE RIGHT TO TRY AND TEAR IT APART?! ✦EMILIO VIALPANDO: Felix..I’m not try--- ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: YES YOU ARE!!!! I don’t know where the hell you got these lies from but F*** YOU, OKAY?! YOU’RE NOT MI HERMANO Y TU PADRE ES NO MI PADRE?! Emilio tries to step forward. ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: NO! YOU STAY RIGHT THERE?! DON’T YOU DARE TAKE A STEP CLOSER?! I’M WARNING YOU!!! Emilio holds up his hands. ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: How dare you! How dare you try to desiccate mi mother’s name on a day like this. ON FREAKING MOTHER’S DAY?! YOU…..YOU SOULLESS BASTARD?! Felix removes his championship belt from his shoulders and drops the microphone. ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: PINCHE PUTA MADRES?! (Away from the mic) Felix lunges forward trying to take Emilio’s head off with the True North Atlantic Championship but no! Emilio ducks under and drops Felix with a left hook. Felix sits up holding his jaw as he looks up to the man he believed to not be his brother. ✦JACK WARREN: DOWN GOES FELIX?! DOWN GOES FELIX?! DOWN GOES FELIX?! Emilio sighs as he looked down to Felix with concern and goes to help him up. Felix scoots away from Emilio and picks up his title. He quickly hops out of the ring shaking his head up at Emilio leaving him standing there. With his title in one hand and his jaw in the other Felix storms up the ramp as the scene fades away. ![]() The cameras cut to the backstage area near the curtains where they find Kitty Sasso who looks over her shoulder before she turns to face the camera fully. She shakes her hips and holds up a hand, waving a finger towards it before she speaks. ✦KITTY SASSO: I feel that my message is being misunderstood, just because it’s so very simple. My ‘grand scheme’ isn’t some multi-tiered pyramid get-rich quick bucket of snake oil salesman twisted rhetoric that only I can somehow understand. Point A to Point B. An opportunity was placed on the table before me and I was hungry, no… I was starved and of course I’m going to fill my plate! Like you... She gestures with both hands animatedly, and rolls her eyes before she speaks again. ✦KITTY SASSO: ANY of you, would have done otherwise! Hell, most of you would have filled your girl’s purse with edibles for later if you had the shot! Greed is the new Black! Kitty moves, opening her jacket to show off her HKW Underground Tap Out Championship belt, before she leans in closer to the camera. ✦KITTY SASSO: I have had to endure the slings and slander spat at me by cretins who don’t know me, or what I’ve proven I’m capable of and are too lazy to lift a finger or open their mouths and beg Cortana to Google it! People like Jackson Magnum who were so, so quick to tell me I had no idea what I was getting into when I set my sight on the title held by Jaxon Queen. People… things, like that shaved Sasquatch and his little yappy dog, all thinking that poor little Kitty! She doesn’t know! She’s got no idea what she’s messing with! You bitches are spawning salmon and I’m a goddamn lady tiger shark by comparison! She shakes her head, biting her lip as she rolls her eyes with humor shining through. ✦KITTY SASSO: The disrespect just grows, any time that I interact with any of you, even after what I did to Magnum it just continues on. Prattle prattle prattle BLAH! Nothing you say, means anything! You think, that I don’t know what I’m getting into? Oh no, uh oh. Kitty tosses her long red hair and grins widely. ✦KITTY SASSO: You’re all wrong. The best thing in the world that could happen to the Dynasty title would be for it to come home with me to the Underground. The very, very best thing. Another wink and she walks away to head to the ring for her match with Miguel. ![]() WHISPER VIPERI: The following contest is scheduled for one fall AND IT IS A SEMI FINALS MATCH FOR THE DYNASTY TRIAL SERIES. “Black Heart Rebellion” by Insomnium plays throughout the arena which is in darkness apart from red and white strobe lighting. Once the lyrics kick in, a black heart appears on the screen, beating along to the music. “Blackheart” Miggy G is soon lit up by a spotlight put on him as he stands with his back to the crowd and his arms out wide. Miggy G is met with a chorus of boos, the crowd showing their pure hate for him. The lights go on, the red and white strobe lighting stop. WHISPER VIPERI: INTRODUCING FIRST! REPRESENTING RISE PRO WRESTLING. HE IS THE BLACKHEART, MIGUEL GIOVANNI! The black heart still beats up on the screen as Miggy G turns around with a sickening smirk upon his face. Making his way down to the ring, he slaps the hands away from him that try to grab him and even spits on the floor in front of the fans. Once at the ring, Blackheart rolls into the ring and throws his vest onto the floor of the outside. He leans back against the turnbuckle prepared and ready for the chaos ahead of him. WHISPER VIPERI: And his opponent. There is a hush, the lights fade out to half power before a very distorted voice speaks out over the PA system. Guess I better wash my mouth out with soap. Appearing then in silhouette at the top of the ramp wearing a hooded jacket is the slim and vibrant form of Kitty Sasso, shrouded in shadows. The music plays, the voice of Melanie Martinez light and bubbly despite the words. The lights snap on her and she lifts her hands to throw the hood back revealing her beautiful features, her lips set in a perfectly beautiful twist of a smirk before she mouths the next words: She throws both hands up before she sprints down the ramp towards the ring, her eyes almost fever-bright as she focuses on the canvas and ropes that will soon contain her fury and sly ways. WHISPER VIPERI: AND HIS OPPONENT! SHE IS THE INAUGURAL UNDERGROUND TAP OUT CHAMPION.... KIIIIIIITTTTYYYYY SASSSSSSOO! Kitty takes the corners, displaying herself for the fans with coos and bright smiles, distracting them with her body even though her eyes are still that strange sharp stare, then she drops down to patiently wait for the start of the match. JACK WARREN: BIG FIGHT FEEL, BRIAN-BOY. LET'S GET THIS GOING! BRIAN MASON: Gotta admit, I've been a fan of this trial series thus far. Let's hope all goes tonight. ![]() DING DING DING The RISE prospect darts from his corner and begins to the circle the ring as Kitty steps up to him. They lock up and Miguel flips Kitty over his back before putting her in a Side Headlock. The ropes were right there so Kitty was able to get her foot on it and Miguel immediately let's go of the hold. Kitty gets back to her feet and they both begin to circle the ring again before locking up. Once more Miguel gets the better of Kitty, this time taking her down to the mat with a leg lariat but Kitty is quick back to her feet. Miguel bounces off a rope and looks for a Flying Chuck but Kitty gets out of the way. When Miguel lands to his feet Kitty kicks him in the back of the leg and Miguel drops to a knee before Kitty levels him with a Punt Kick JACK WARREN: Vicious. Such Viciousness BRIAN MASON: She’s going for the pin. ONE TWO KICKOUT The crowd really didn't know how to react as Miguel kicks out. Kitty gets back to her feet and she brings Miguel with her. She whips Miguel into the turnbuckle and trails him. She wraps around him but Miguel elbows her causing her to let go. Miguel turns around and looks for an uppercut but it doesn't connect as Kitty dodges it and knees Miguel in the gut before finishing him with a DDT. BRIAN MASON: Kitty is catching a little groove out there. JACK WARREN: Yeah, this RISE kid looks like he’s no match for one of Underground's best. Kitty grabs Miguel by the arm and brings him back to his feet. While doing so Miguel kicks Kitty across the chest and sends her stumbling backwards into the ropes. Kitty bounces off and into Miguel’s grasp and Miguel deviates her with a Belly to belly Suplex. Stopping and trying to catch his breath. JACK WARREN: Finally some more life from Miggy G BRIAN MASON: Kitty’s game tonight and I don’t think Miguel should be taking this time for a breather. As if Miguel heard Brian’s words Miguel gets to his feet and goes to bring Kitty back to her feet. While doing so Kitty gets him by the leg and rolls him up for the School Boy pin. ONE TWO KICKOUT They both get back to their feet fast and charge toward each other. They start dueling in a fight of fist before Miguel knocks Kitty to the mat with a stiff hook. Miguel climbs up the ropes and leaps off with a Frog Splash that connects and he goes for the pin. ONE!!! JACK WARREN: Beautiful Frog Splash by Miguel. TWO!!!! JACK WARREN: MIGUEL WITH THE UPSET?! THRR--KICKOUT Miguel slaps the mat before he begins clapping his hand with a smile on his face. He sets up in a turnbuckle awaiting for Kitty to get back to her feet. When she does by the ropes Miguel tries Clotheslining her over the ropes but she hangs on. She leaps up and grabs Miguel by the head and brings his neck down on the ropes as the crowd winces. BRIAN MASON: That could be the game changer ladies and gents. JACK WARREN: These Destiny Trials series matches have been bringing it. BRIAN MASON: I still don’t have a clue as to whom I think is going to win. Miguel rolls around the ring catering to his neck as Kitty hops back in the ring. She grabs Miguel by the little bit of hair he has on his head and pulls him to his feet. She slaps him across the chest before whipping him into the ropes. Miguel bounces off and Kitty looks for a Dropkick but Miguel grabs the leg, spins Kitty and connects with a Dropkick of his own as the crowd cheers a little bit. JACK WARREN: That Dropkick will always be one of the best moves to look at. BRIAN MASON: Miguel’s going for the pin. ONE TWO KICKOUT Miguel thought he had it and you can tell by the look on his face. Miguel starts to clap his hands again before pulling Kitty back to her feet. He looks to wrap up around her but Kitty reverses and shoves Miguel into the ropes when Miguel turns around Kitty levels him with the Boing(Running Bulldog) and quickly goes for the pin. ONE! TWO!! THREE!!! DING DING DING WHISPER VIPERI: Here is your winner AND ADVANCING IN THE DYNASTY TRIAL SERIES…Kitty Sasso! The referee immediately raises the Underground Tap Out champions arm high in the air, jeers from the Defiance crowd. JACK WARREN: Good back and forth battle but it's Kitty's who's one win away from a Dynasty Championship match. Kitty Sasso celebrates while heading up the ramp as Michael Alexander stalks Miguel in the ring. Miguel slowly starts to get back to his feet and sees... ✦BRIAN MASON: Michael Alexander? He had a dark match earlier, but what's he doing out here now? ✦JACK WARREN: We're wrestlers, Mason. We do what we want. Alexander ignored Kitty on his way down the entrance ramp, walked around to the commentators table and grabbed the first steel chair he saw. He immediately slid in the ring, waited for Miguel to get up and drove the edge of the chair into the RISE standouts midsection! ✦BRIAN MASON: What the heck!? This is uncalled for! With Miguel hunched over, Michael repeatedly bashed the chair into Miguel's spine until the chair literally broke in half after the eighth shot! ✦JACK WARREN: Uncalled for? No. This is the exact statement Michael needed to make to make sure he's not on any more dark matches. Proud of himself, Alexander called for the microphone and immediately got one. ✦MICHAEL ALEXANDER: I suppose you're all wondering why that just happened, I'm sure Miggy here is. Michael looked down at him with disgust one more time before turning his attention to the crowd and the viewers at home. ✦MICHAEL ALEXANDER: Hello, TNT television network. My name is Michael Alexander and you wouldn't know based off my card placement, but I'm a former champion here. I attacked this little shit because why the f*** not? My first match back here and they put me in a dark match! The ONE match on the card that's not even televised and yet, we've got this call up that gets a spot higher than me. Now, don't get me wrong, none of this was his fault but Hard Knox, this attack is on your head! You forced my hand and pushed me to make an example out of him and over what? Your utter and blatant lack of respect towards me? I knew how it all worked before I left, but here I was hoping that SOMETHING would have changed. Pausing for a moment, Michael wipes his mouth and clenched his jaw for continuing. The crowd's reaction seemed mixed at the moment, but he hoped that would change soon. ✦MICHAEL ALEXANDER: I was wrong, and here I stand a few months later, having beaten the shit out of some new guy all because this company doesn't respect me enough to even put me on the main card and place the rook in the dark match. I understand how it works around here though, nobody hears your voice unless you plant a boot or two in their face. That's what you guys want, right? Good f***ing matches?! Because that's the type of thing I tend to do. I'm not wasting my time with the "Hortons" of this company, I refuse to allow such disrespect anymore, I'm over it. You don't want to respect me? You'll get the same in return. I'm not done with this company, not even close. Miguel, you're just a casualty. You're a necessary loss, so don't take it personal. It's strictly business....but I'm not dumb. I know damn well when you regain consciousness, you're going to come for a bit of revenge. I've seen it countless times and I'd be an idiot to assume it won't happen. Michael took a knee and got right up in Miguel's face. ✦MICHAEL ALEXANDER: You want revenge? You want to kick my ass for kicking yours? The next time we meet, kid, you'll see the truth in my words. The next time we meet, you'll take an official "L"...and oh what a show it'll be. He let out a light chuckle before gently setting the microphone down on the canvas next to Miguel before sliding out of the ring. Backing up the ramp, he watched Miguel carefully as he retreated. "Undefeated" from Skillet began to play and Michael gave some high fives before he reached the ramp. Mouthing "Come get me, kid" at Miguel, he tapped his wrist and smile before retreating backstage. WINNER (and DYNASTY TRIAL SERIES FINALIST): Kitty Sasso via pinfall (11:01) |
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| Sean Sands | May 15 2017, 11:05 PM Post #5 |
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![]() The back of a pretty bulky African American lady is shown as cameras arrive backstage. Around her is none other than Felicity Banks, the much smaller Banks almost hiding in front of her. A look of displeasure hits her face as she spots the camera man and points his way. ✦FELICITY BANKS: Can we EVER have peace! Felicity turns to the bigger lady and places a hand on her shoulder. ✦FELICITY BANKS: Remember what I said. You get paid. You become a star. Without the camera ever seeing the woman’s face, Felicity steps around her and makes sure the cameras follow her. Felicity reaches into the sweatshirt pocket of her “RIP Gambino” zip-up hood and pulls out one of the many “Gambino” armbands she brought for the show. Her world stops as she gazes at the armband, a look of sadness taking over her usually pleasant features. ✦FELICITY BANKS: I wish I could understand … why? It’s like she forgot the camera team is around her, but she wasn’t the only Defiance roster member being recorded. The camera shifts slightly, bringing in the ITV Champion, Lyza Reyes into the frame. She approaches Felicity in a calm manner, understanding her somber mood. ✦LYZA REYES: It’s good to see you, Felicity. I mean, I knew you’d make it to Iowa regardless. You’ve heard what you needed to hear from friends and loved ones already, but I got you. You know that I’m a phone call away. Felicity gives Lyza a sarcastic nod. It wasn’t that she didn’t believe her, but ‘call me if you need anything’ got so boring to hear. ✦FELICITY BANKS: Yah, don’t worry about it, in-law. You have a title defense against the guy who’s like watching two old guys play Chess. You need to stay woke, not be bored by my problems. Felicity reaches in the pocket of her gear and pulls one of those small containers usually carried EMT’s to bring people back to consciousness. ✦FELICITY BANKS: You may need this. Lyza eyes the container with curiosity, smirking to herself as this feels like a PSA from the 90’s. She was waiting for the D.A.R.E logo to appear any second on the bottom corner of the screen. ✦LYZA REYES: You mean coffee’s not gonna do the trick? ...You’re a sneaky one for snagging these, young lady. Reyes is quick to wave her hands in a “my bad” kind of way. ✦LYZA REYES: In all seriousness, I’m ready to defend the ITV Championship. It feels good to be in the title picture once again. Feels...homey and as though I really belong, but ya know what I realized… She puts her hands together, placing them over her heart as she gushes over something on her mind. ✦FELICITY BANKS: … am I supposed to care or something? The sass in Banks’ voice is undeniable. ✦LYZA REYES: That’s totally up to you, but as long as you’re still the World Champion, I’m just giving you a heads up. She eyes the belt on the Champ’s shoulder, then raises her index finger to her forehead between her brows. ✦LYZA REYES: I’ve got my eye on you, that’s all! Felicity scoffs at the comment made by the 4CW alumni, a smirk on her face as she stares at the ITV Championship. She slicks her long black locks back and makes sure to stare Lyza right in the eyes as she speaks her next few words. ✦FELICITY BANKS: Everyone’s got their eye on me. I am ME after all. The SUUUUUUPRRRREMMMMMAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!! She coughs after she finishes. Goddamn mucus. ✦FELICITY BANKS: But if I were you? Felicity takes a step forward and taps Lyza’s ITV Championship. ✦FELICITY BANKS: I’d keep my eye on defending a title that’s barely been defended successfully. You get five of those bad boys in, and guess what? She takes a step closer and raises her World championship in front of Lyza’s face. ✦FELICITY BANKS: You won’t have to have your eye on me anymore. You’ll just have my knee running right through that pretty face of yours. Felicity pets Lyza on the hand (almost identically to how Brandon would do it) and starts stepping away. ✦FELICITY BANKS: Good luck, in-law! Lyza stays still the whole time with no intention of interrupting her, letting the World Champ go on with what she does best. As Felicity begins moving, Lyza softly responds with: ✦LYZA REYES: Five times, huh? She didn’t say “hell no” so that’s something! She says this to herself before stepping out of the frame. ![]() The scene fades backstage inside of Felix’s locker room where his alleged father was seen sitting on the couch hanging his head low. Felix storms into the locker room holding his True SAP North Atlantic Championship. ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: IS IT TRUE?! Luis stands up looking at Felix. Tears were building up in his eyes as he looked at Felix. He started to talk but nothing could come out. ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: I FREAKING KNEW IT?! I KNEW HE WAS FREAKING LYING?! He’s trying to tear us apart! You’d think after Gambino’s death he would’ve stop this whole freaking charade?! BUT TO DO THIS?! Felix starts to pace back and forth. ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: NO! This can’t happen. This crap go on any longer! I’m going to handle this, Unc. I promise! Felix turns and storms out of the locker room leaving Luis standing there. He drops back down onto the couch and begins to cry harder knowing that the truth was now public. ![]() A faint haze hangs just along the bottom of the camera’s view as it shows a large lumbering form kneeling on the ground, head bowed with the owner’s face nearly buried in the mist, breathing it in. It is a few seconds before the sound of an animal caused the shadow to turn to show the face of Harbinger clearly in what little light is in the room, hidden away deep in the bowels of the arena. A bell rings, clanging against itself as an animal steps into view from behind the camera. The chiming sound coming from a small bell hooked onto the beast’s neck, it walks up to Harbinger and lets out a familiar noise to fans of Defiance. ✦GOAT: BAAAAAAAAHHH! Harbinger actually smiles, a strange sight for anyway that has taken any kind of notice of the man over the past year, and he reaches out his hand. Stroking his large palm against the animal’s hide, he runs it along the top of it’s head before going down to it’s neck. ✦HARBINGER: Yes, my friend, it’s almost time. Don’t think that we do not appreciate this gift either because we do. You have been a comfort for them for so long but times change. The people of this world must learn to accept that and welcome their new gods while allowing the other false ones that they have worshipped to fade away. It’s time they all know the truth and the harshness of the world they turn away from. And you will make it possible. And for that, I thank you. ✦GOAT: BAAAH! BAAAHHHHH! Off to the side, Lamia is seen chomping at the bits, a curved knife in her hands as she stares at the goat wildly. Her face twisted in a sickening grin as she looked between Harbinger and the goat. ✦LAMIA: When do we get to spill its blood? I want to show that Annie child what happens when you mock what you don’t understand. Harbinger turns to face the woman, looking all too eager to use the ceremonial blade she holds so close. Still stroking the goat’s head as if it were as familiar to him as a family pet, he looks at her for a long moment. ✦HARBINGER: Tonight is not just about that child but the rest of them. The shade of lies and deceit from the last age will be removed and replaced by our truth and revelation to the rest of the world. The child whore is one of many that’ll bear witness. It’s time for the reality they’ve chosen to ignore to come crashing down on them. Is the figure ready? Lamia nodded as she put the knife down and held up a crudely crafted figure from hay, rope, and some fabric. It's a likeness to Miguel Giovanni. ✦LAMIA: Made to the exact details you requested. Harbinger reaches out and takes the small doll in the shape of a man. He runs his thumb over it as he eyes it carefully, examining that every detail is as it should be and following the extremely specific directions from the book. He looks back to Lamia, a smile on his grim face. ✦HARBINGER: Well done. For this to go right, everything has to be as it should. It's a kind of science that man has turned a blind eye to in favor of having every whim at the push of a button. He stand up, towering over both woman and beast as he looks up. He takes a deep breath, feeling the energy around them before letting it all out. ✦HARBINGER: Yes. We're ready. Lamia grinned evilly as she picked up her knife and looked at the goat. The blade of the knife glowed in the low light as she twisted the point against her finger, a few drops of her own blood staining the steel. ✦LAMIA: The girl mocks us and mocks our opened minds. She finds it funny to jest what she does not understand. Hiding behind a mask of innocence when she is as twisted and hurtful as everyone else. With her shaved lap dog always at her side ready to yelp and bark for her mistress. You my animal friend, will serve as a reminder. That anyone who dares try to mock something they are ignorant on, they will suffer greatly for it. Lamia took the knife and held it across the throat of the goat. She turned her head and looked at Harbinger, waiting for his okay. He held the figure of Miguel within his fingers, crushing it slightly in his fist, feeling it crunch in his hand. A smile on his face, he knelt down in before the goat to hold the figure under its head and neck where the edged steel sat ready to run across it. Eyes locked with the dark eyes of the animal, it did not move or show the faintest hint of fear of what what coming. Not taking his gaze from the goat, he gave his nod for Lamia to proceed. Lamia’s eyes glowed as she grinned. She took the knife and jammed the end into the throat of the goat. The camera changes from watching Lamia sadisticly grinning to Harbinger as he watches patiently, polar opposites in attitudes about what is being done. The blood slowly started to ooze out as she pushed the knife deeper and deeper before slitting the goat’s throat from point to point. The goat tries to make a noise but all that comes out is a garbled mess as the blood oozes onto Harbinger’s hand, covering the crushed figure. She pulls the knife back and looks at all the red as she pulls it close to her and starts licking the blood off it. ✦LAMIA: Let this be a lesson to them all. Our Gods are not to be ignored. The blood of this animal is just the first step in the plan. Corruption reeks throughout these halls and we will be the ones to cleanse it away. Harbinger stands back up to his full height, the doll dripping wet in his hand as he holds it, a smile of satisfaction mixed with a look of being grateful on his face. ✦HARBINGER: One of your gods has joined Them, Defiance. He was the first but he will not be the last. Your pantheon reeks of falsehood. Now we begin the march to your gilded gate… so we can burn them down. He looks down at the blood drenched doll of Miguel then turns his gaze up to the high ceiling above him and Lamia. With little effort, he lifts his hand and tosses it high over their heads. It is not in the air for long though. As it reaches the apex of height from Harbinger’s throw, an owl swoops in from the side and snatches to flying doll in midair. The owl is immediately joined by another one and grabs at the doll in its partners beak, pulling and yanking until the doll is ripped in half as the video fades out. ![]() ✦WHISPER VIPERI: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is contested under Bloodlust Rules! The wavy entrance to “Paper Planes” plays over the PA system, while green-and-blue strobes dance throughout the crowd. As the song finally bombards the arena, Ashlyn De Luca emerges through the curtains, black hoodie pulled up over her head, a casual stride to her step as she looks out into the audience. She walks down the ramp at a leisurely pace, but pauses before breaking into a half-jog, running toward the barrier closest to the hard-camera. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: On her way to the ring, hailing from ASH-Lanta, weighing in at one hundred and thirty-eight pounds, ASHLYN DE LUUUUCA! She leaps onto the barricade, motioning for the camera to “catch her good side”, flashing THE MOST MARKETABLE SMILE to the audience at home before slapping the hands of those closest to her in the front row. She finally hops down from the barricade and pivots, sliding into the ring. She hits the ropes just once before coming to a stop in the center, smirking back out to the crowd as she pulls her hoodie off, tossing it aside as her music fades. ✦JACK WARREN: Here’s a woman who has definitely caught a few waves and isn’t afraid to surf them to foreign shores! ✦BRIAN MASON: That’s an interesting analogy Jack, but this is wrestling, we’re in Des Moines Iowa, not Honolulu Hawaii. No matter how cool that would be. Ashlyn turns and then fades back a bit to her corner, warming up as she waits for her opponent tonight. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: And her opponent! A soft chant begins to spread throughout the area. Starting as a whisper but growing into a chorus as the lights darken while images begin to flicker on the viewers screens. Images of violence, war, and a solitary figure watching it all. The chanting has grown louder now and the drumbeats of Nightwish’s “Seven Days to the Wolves rise in volume as mist spreads throughout the stadium ghostly images of great heroes and villains forming two parallel lines along the ramp. The rock part of the song kicks in and thunder roars while fire erupts on the stage, revealing the cowled form of the East Wind Alex Reyn hands outstretched over the flames, he’s shirtless save for an open black cloak with a wolf skull mask. His body covered in ancient symbols and markings that seem almost to glow and move in the firelight. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: M-making his way to the ring, weighing at 200 pounds. The East Wind of adversity, ALEX REYN!!! He begins to walk forward, and the ghostly figures kneel as he approaches them, only to rise up as he passes them. As if more energised. Turning to watch as he walks, himself never breaking eye contact with the ring. “Howl! Seven days to the wolves Where will we be when they come? Seven days to the poison And a place in heaven Time drawing near us They come to take us” He climbs atop the top rope and for a second, he seems to stumble a bit, but quickly finds his footing and looks out, surveying the arena with an appraising eye as thunder crackles once again. Coldly, he steps down. Removing the cowl and placing it on the ringpost. Dropping into a low crouch to stare down his opponent. ✦JACK WARREN: This guy creeps me straight the hell out, Brian. There aren’t many people that could have survived what he went through earlier this year and yet here he is looking stronger than ever. ✦BRIAN MASON: He’s certainly no stranger to Ashlyn De Luca either, and frankly the Bloodlust Division seems to have been created for someone just like him. The referee gives them both a quick rundown of the rules, exceptionally quick as he knows that they’re both focused on the match, he steps from between them and calls for the bell. ![]() DING! DING! DING! Ashlyn was fast off the mark, showing a lot of aggression in her speedy attacks on Alex Reyn, aggression above and beyond what she was known for in Hard Knox. Alex reeled as she delivers a Syxx Kick, the flashy running double spinning wheel kick knocking him back towards the ropes. Hyped, she leaps up only to be met with a running front flip DDT! It doesn’t hold quite the impact that it could have due to the short range he had to run, but it leaves her on the mat as Reyn gets to his feet and proceeds to implacably kick at her downed body, aiming mostly for her face around the cheeks and brow line, where the skin is stretched thinner. Ashlyn shouts and rolls away from the kicks, trying to blunt the force as she’s aware of what Reyn is trying to do. He takes full advantage of the rare occurrence that he is the biggest wrestler in the match, and seems to enjoy the extra reach on his kicks which helps him avoid Ashlyn’s counterkicks. ✦BRIAN MASON: Very smart tactics out of Alex Reyn, no matter how creepy he may be, he’s not lost sight of the fact that this is a Bloodlust Rules match and in order to win... ✦JACK WARREN: ...you have to make them bleed, before a pin or submission attempt! Listen to these fans, they’re not shy about how they feel about Alex and Ashlyn! Reyn drops a hard knee into the middle of De Luca’s back, he strikes the back of her head a couple times but she scoots away and he misses the third! Ashlyn gets to her hands and knees and elbows Alex in the temple as hard as she can at that angle before she rises to her feet and fades back. Alex gets up a little disoriented and staggers, shakes his head to clear himself but is struck by Ashlyn’s springboard double knees and bourne over to the mat! She rolls off him and fades back again, going for a basement dropkick but she misses as he lays back flat! Ashlyn sails over him before her butt hits the mat and she slides from the force of her own momentum under the bottom rope and spills to the outside. ✦JACK WARREN: Ashlyn’s in dangerous territory, there are so many more things outside the ring that can make someone bleed! Just as Jack speaks, Alex Reyn comes flying out of the ring with his Ascendant's Wrath, the running springboard suicide crossbody striking Ashlyn De Luca full on as she starts to rise to her feet outside the ring, and wipes them both out as the fans cheer as loud as they can! Ashlyn can be heard on the ringside mic bitching loudly about the coppery blood smell of Alex’s hand tape wraps as she shoves him off of her and comes up to her feet, using the ring apron to help her get her balance. Alex goes charging at her and slides on something on the mat, right into Ashlyn’s quickly raised defensive elbow, but his speed sends them both right into the steel steps! BONG! ✦BRIAN MASON: Ouch! They hit those steps hard enough to reverb all over the front row! The referee starts a count after warning the pair to get the action back into the ring. Ashlyn uses the steps to come up to her feet with a groan, quickly wiping her forehead with the back of her hand and she seems relieved that it’s sweat and not blood. ONE! TWO! Alex is up and far more steady just as Ashlyn snaps off a standing dropkick that rocks Reyn away from the ring and almost to the barricade, he launches himself at her with a striking spear and drives her back into the steps, the top step becomes partially separated from the lower. THREE! FOUR! De Luca arches up and writhes, she strikes wildly at Reyn’s face but he absorbs the blows and steps forward to yank her to her feet and catch her with a vicious jumping DDT that ends with a dropkick to her knees that leaves her in a heap at his feet after he slowly rises again. He continues the attack with a n attempt to pull her into a dragon sleeper, but Ashlyn spins to his side and catches Alex with a surprise drop toe hold onto those steel steps!! FIVE! SIX! ✦JACK WARREN: They have GOT to get this back inside the ring, despite the advantages of the outside environment... ✦BRIAN MASON: OH WE’VE GOT A GUSHER! Hey Alex you’ve got some RED ON YOU! Sure enough, as Alex reels away from the steps on wobbly legs a rush of blood comes from his face, it’s hard to tell if it’s from a cut or a busted nose, a look of rare annoyance crossing his face as his usual calm slips. He charges towards De Luca but she dodges and slides up onto the apron and rolls under the bottom rope into the ring. She keeps rolling until she ends up in the center of the ring, motionless but breaking the count! The referee moves to check on her as Reyn makes his way up the steps and into the ring, he circles warily like a patient animal, his eyes glued to Ashlyn’s still form. The referee backs up and starts to turn, and Reyn zips around him to stomp on the downed De Luca, who does her best to cover up! He backs up and shoots the ropes to come back with a basement dropkick but at the last second Ashlyn rolls hard onto her side and kicks him in the head as he slides through! She gets to her feet and shouts something at Reyn, some of that lingering feeling of the past few weeks shining through! He gets to his feet and she takes him right back down again with a tornado DDT, yelling the entire way. She moves into position and hooks his leg deep, knowing that with him bleeding she can finally try to win this match. ✦JACK WARREN: Here we go, but I don’t think this has been enough to put away that freakshow Alex Reyn... ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! While she gets a pretty solid two, he kicks out with far more vigor than Ashlyn thought he would, her expression shows this clearly. She rakes her hands over her hair and gets up, and she pesters at him like a gnat, she just won’t stay off Reyn, as he tries to get up she flits in and out with a constant barrage of quick jabs to the body and quick slaps to his already bleeding face! ✦BRIAN MASON: She’s pushing her luck here Jack, she needs to try and bring up something to put him down hard and fast right now while he’s still a little out of… well that’s out of the question now... The annoyance that she gives seems to jolt Reyn to life again, and he lays into Ashlyn with a series of martial arts style blows that have her reeling towards the ropes! He grabs her by the wrists then as she bounces a bit out and away, spins with her and sends her with an Irish whip to the near corner, he follows up fast with a running splash but when he grabs her out to send to the opposite corner she reverses it and slings him into the near ropes for a Hangman’s neckbreaker that lands him across the top rope! As he reels back she catches him with a flash school-girl roll up! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Ashlyn gets to her feet fast, races for the far corner and climbs the ropes to the top turnbuckle before she leaps off for a moonsault on the rising Reyn. She can’t dodge as she comes through the spin and he leaps to meet her, grabs her around the waist and slams her to the mat before he drops an elbow on her forehead, and down on the mat with her he rains down elbow after elbow to her brow before he finally laughs in creepy satisfaction and hauls up on her limp form, getting her to her feet! ✦BRIAN MASON: And it’s now anyone’s match as both Alex and Ashlyn are bleeding! Alex needs to try and get his under control though, he’s leaking pretty steadily and while it’s not a ton that adds up in the long run! Getting Ashlyn on her feet he hits a running front flip DDT, planting the bloodied Ashlyn hard on the mat and rolling her over and stacking her weight up on her neck. The referee drops down and counts. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Reyn shoots a look at the referee, the split second enough to allow Ashlyn to catch him with an inside cradle! ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! ✦JACK WARREN: She has to be operating on autopilot right now Mase, that impact from that DDT was just sick. ✦BRIAN MASON: The thing is though, Ashlyn is durable. She’s tougher than she’s given credit for despite what she’s done right before our very eyes. She nearly won that Mansion of Ruin match as you recall… ✦JACK WARREN: I do, but I also recall what an absolute beast Alex Reyn was in that same match, and the fact that he survived everything Brian Stryker did to him on top of that? I’d be more than cautious with this guy. His control clearly slips as Alex bursts out of the cradle, he whirls up to his feet and drags Ashlyn by her head to her feet as well! He sets her up on the top turnbuckle and comes off with her for The East Wind Cutter!! The fans gasp at the impact, stunning enough it even takes Alex a few moments to get himself coordinated for the cover, but he finally gets over and hooks the near leg as the referee counts. ONE! TWO! THRRRRRR---------NO! ✦JACK WARREN: She got the shoulder up! She got the shoulder up! ✦BRIAN MASON: Wow wow wow the look that Alex Reyn just shot the referee would curdle milk. ✦JACK WARREN: ...the hell did you just say? Alex manages to restrain himself from striking the referee down as he finally wipes his forearm across his lips to clear his lower face from some of the blood that had leaked free of his nose. He pulls Ashlyn up to her feet and she offers some token resistance as the fans cheer and try to get behind her, chanting: Let’s go Ash, Let’s GO! Let’s go Ash, Let’s GO! Much to the the disgust of Alex Reyn, though he hardly shows it beyond some narrowing of eyes as he focuses on striking Ashlyn before he drops her into a single knee Camel Clutch! Ashlyn comes alive then, the pain lighting up her nerves and zapping her system with adrenaline, giving her the strength to twist out of his hold and kick him square in the face! ✦BRIAN MASON: What a kick! She may have rung his bell! ✦JACK WARREN: What the… there you go again! Alex reels back but takes the full brunt of the mule kick to the face, and Ashlyn digs deep to kip up to her feet and rush past him, climbing up like a spider monkey to the top turnbuckle and measuring him up quickly before she leaped off into space, aiming right at Reyn!! She catches him with The Flyleaf - her high-leaping sitout facebuster taking Alex the rest of the way to the mat and leaving a bloody face-print on the canvas as she takes a deep breath and recovers to roll him to his back and stack him up, bracing both her feet as she hooks the leg to lock in the pin! ✦BRIAN MASON: THE FLYLEAF! Did she do it, has she caught Alex Reyn!? The referee skids as he slides in but immediately starts the count, his hand slapping the mat as the fans chant along! ONE! TWO! THREE! DING! DING! DING! ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Here is your winner....ASHLYN DE LUCA!!!! “Paper Planes” by MIA plays as Ashlyn rises to her feet and rests her cheek against the referee’s shirt, clear to anyone but him that she’s wiping the blood off her face on him as her green and blue strobes dance over the cheering fans! He raises her hand in victory before she notices Reyn starting to stir, and she disengages from the referee with a dazzling enough smile before she quickly exits the ring and slaps a few fan’s hands on her way towards the ramp as Alex sits up and stares a hole in her, uncaring about the blood on his face and chest. ✦BRIAN MASON: What an action packed match, but I can’t say that I’m liking that look on Alex Reyn’s face right now. ✦JACK WARREN: You can’t genuinely sit there and tell me that it’s just right now that you’re not totally creeped out by Reyn. Alex stands up then and moves past the referee with a blank stare on his face, heading towards where Ashlyn was last seen. WINNER: ASHLYN DE LUCA VIA PINFALL 10:26 |
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| Sean Sands | May 15 2017, 11:20 PM Post #6 |
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Jackson Magnum is preparing himself for his match, taping his wrist in his locker room. He sees the camera, and gives it a patented superman smile. ✦JACKSON MAGNUM: Ye know, I’ve heard fer a long time tat I’m not capable ov doing tings on me own. Tat I was only champion because ov Harbingers help. Et’s interesting since I don’t tawk about those moments a lot myself. I hafe spend thee last few months ov my career trying ta prove I am a different person now. Jackson shrugs his shoulders as he finishes the tape job. ✦JACKSON MAGNUM: Tonight, I git thee opportunity ta put all tat en perspective however. I git ta show thee world tat I can stand on my own two feet which is someting Harbinger has never had ta do. Don’t git me wrong, I don’t mind et, I knew on his own Harbinger is little more tan a bumbling fool. But when someone lends their mind ta him, he becomes a massive threat. Yet, whether et’s Harbinger er Harbinger and Lamia, et doesn’t matter. I will do everyting I can ta prove tat I deserve ta be thee next ta challenge Jaxon Queen fer thee Dynasty Championship. And maybe most importantly ov all, keeping thee title belt out ov thee hands ov Kitty Sasso, and thee entire Underground. I promised these people I’d be their hero, and I am certainly not going ta let Harbinger ov all people stop me. Good luck Harby, yer going ta need et fella. With that Jackson walks past the camera and exits the locker room. ![]() We cut to the backstage area where Ashlyn De Luca is in the trainer’s room, receiving a bag of ice after her match. Murmuring a “thank you” to the on-staff doctor, Ashlyn turns to exit the room, stopping as she’s approached by Eli Zayn. ✦ELI ZAYN: Ashlyn-- ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Look. Any other night, I’d be down for all of this… Ashlyn holds the ice to the base of her neck and pauses, lingering there for a moment as if deciding what she wants to say. The Bloodlust Champion sighs and glances back at Zayn, shaking her head. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: And I know things look bad, but I promise you, my mind is on Artemis Kaiser. My mind is on what she did to me… what she tried to do to me two weeks ago. I’m not letting that shit go, Eli. Not ever. So if you came over here, ready to ask me if I planned on getting back at Artemis Kaiser, hunting her ass down tonight and hand-delivering her receipt, then… yes. Yes, know that no matter what happens tonight, no matter what Jason Mentez is planning… yes. She’s getting what she asked for. Ashlyn De Luca adjusts the Bloodlust Championship on her shoulder and gives Eli a small nod. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: Later. ✦ELI ZAYN: Later, Ashlyn. Eli lingers there for a moment, but turns on his heel walking in the opposite direction down the corridor as Ashlyn does the same. The interviewer is completely out of frame and Ashlyn stops in front of her own dressing room, reaching for the knob before… THUD! Ashlyn is thrown against the door of her locker-room, rushed at full-speed from behind. The assailant is quickly revealed to be Artemis Kaiser, delivering a ruthless, simple shoulder tackle from behind, driving Ashlyn head-first into the wooden door, leaving a noticeable dent and a crack zig-zagging out of it. ✦ARTEMIS KAISER: Ashlyn. Ashlyn. We literally just talked about this disrespect, I thought. As Ashlyn groggily pulls herself to her feet, clearly disoriented from the shot, Artemis kneels down to pick up the Bloodlust Championship. She sighs, eyes drifting toward the champion. ✦ASHLYN DE LUCA: I thought. In any case… Ashlyn finally reaches her feet and Artemis springs back to hers, lunging forward to drive the belt into Ashlyn’s forehead, right between the eyes! Ashlyn hits the door again and falls, slumping down into a seated position. Artemis kneels down, dropping the championship belt into her lap. She looks to consider saying more to Ashlyn, but just smiles faintly instead. Artemis stands upright, gazing down at the barely-conscious Bloodlust Champion before she turns and walks off down the corridor. ✦BRIAN MASON: This is disgusting. This is the third attack on Ashlyn in a row. Artemis Kaiser is looking to maim the Bloodlust Champion. ✦JACK WARREN: Hahaha, absolutely sick isn’t it? I would hate to be Jason Mentez at this point. Has anyone called security yet? I will! Securityyyy! Jack Warren stifles a chuckle and Brian Mason sighs, but in any event a passerby in arena staff gasps and turns, yelling for security as Ashlyn begins to come to, still leaning against the door. Her eyes are glazed and she still seems groggy, but her head slowly turns in the direction Kaiser disappeared to, eyes narrowing into a glare. ![]() Defiance cuts backstage to where Eli Zayn is standing by. ✦ELI ZAYN: Ladies and gentlemen, I’m here with ‘The Tenacious Little Bastard’ Dom Harter. With that Dom walks into the shot, already dressed in his ring attire ahead of the tag match later tonight. Coupled with his leather jacket, and what appears to be a brace of some sort on his left shoulder. ✦ELI ZAYN: Dom, last time we saw you, you were on the receiving end of a backstage attack at the hands of Jinzai and a masked accomplice. That saw you being thrown into a vending machine, which caused you to miss the tag team match later that night. ✦DOM HARTER: Thanks for reminding me, Eli, I’d almost forgotten… He looks down at his left shoulder and grimaces; the last two weeks have involved a lot of painkillers and physical therapy for Dom Harter. He even struggled to lift his arm up at a show last night, but a cortisone shot has helped to ease that burden. ✦DOM HARTER: …such a shame that Jinzai nearly got his head taken off that night. And for once I’m not going to judge someone for walking out on their tag partner–Mentez, not Felicity. ✦ELI ZAYN: I imagine that was a joy for you to watch after what’d happened. But tonight you’ve got a chance for revenge against Jinzai– Harter holds up a hand to interrupt the interviewer. ✦DOM HARTER: I’m not in the revenge game anymore, Eli. Call it ‘justice’ or ‘retribution’, or one of those nicer words that basically mean the same thing. ✦ELI ZAYN: Well, you’ve got a chance to exact some retribution against Jinzai tonight. What are your thoughts ahead of this one? ✦DOM HARTER: Here’s the thing. Jinzai knew exactly what he was doing when he took me out two weeks ago. He knows I’ve turned over a new leaf and I’m not going to lay him out backstage, I’m not going to sneak attack him – the sad thing is, he sees this is a weakness for me. Jinzai, I don’t need to attack you backstage. I don’t need to weaken you before the triple threat match at Control. Because I’m already up there– He taps his temple. ✦DOM HARTER: –and you had to know, uh, when you were attacking me. Stomping me down. When you were telling your little bitch to throw me into that vending machine. You had to know that I’d be gunning for you the next time we stepped into a ring together. Little did he know they’d put us in a tag match tonight… ✦ELI ZAYN: And your shoulder? ✦DOM HARTER: Uh, I’ll try not to get caught in an armbar or anything. Harter slaps Eli on the arm as he goes to leave, but Eli stops him. ✦ELI ZAYN: Can I just get your thoughts on the other participants in the match too? Jinzai will obviously be teaming with Jaxon Queen and you– ✦DOM HARTER: Did I not make my feelings on Jaxon Queen clear a few weeks ago? I lost all respect for him when he decided to injure Luke Wisia, if you want anything else just rewatch what I said last time. ✦ELI ZAYN: And what about Jac– ✦DOM HARTER: Nice try, Eli. Harter slaps the interviewer on the arm again, laughing to himself as he tries to leave the scene. But that damn Eli Zayn catches his attention once again, just as Dom was almost free! ✦ELI ZAYN: And what are your thoughts about Felicity Banks saying the you’re not in her top twenty wrestlers in HKW? Does that bother you at all? How does that affect you going into Control? Harter stops laughing, instead running his knuckles down his stubbled jaw as he turns to face Eli again. His eyes are narrowed for a moment as he tries to think of a decent answer for the questions. ✦DOM HARTER: Short answers: no, not at all. Harter shrugs his shoulders, and he doesn’t even wince at the movement. ✦DOM HARTER: I mean, it might if she hadn’t admitted that she says this shi*t to get under people’s skins. If she hadn’t said a couple of days before that Felicity Banks vs. Dom Harter one on one is a match for the ages. Or was she just trying to get under Jinzai’s skin when she said his addition ruined that match? It’s just, uh, she contradicts herself too damn much for me to care. And the cracks and the inconsistencies are beginning to show, and become more visible. And it’s a damn shame, Eli… Dom runs a hand through his hair, chuckling to himself as he continues. ✦DOM HARTER: Remember when she said she’d never wrestle on Underground so nobody should try? Because that guarantee lasted all of a month. Or one request, depending on which measure you’d like to use. Remember when she accused Bobby of abusing his power for the way he won the Underground title, and then one of her first acts as GM is to hire three of her friends… Pause. He rolls his eyes before continuing. ✦DOM HARTER: Oh wait, they’re all great talents. And I’m sure they wouldn’t try and use their friendship with Felicity to their advantage, like angling for matches with her or for title shots? Wait a second…It’s ok though, Felicity, we know you don’t always make good decisions. Otherwise Five Feet of Fury would’ve never been a thing! Otherwise we’d be spared from your rants about the obvious and how much better you are than Ashley Sullivan. Trust me, we know. We’ve all been aware of it for seemingly a lot longer than you. Eli stands in silence as Dom gestures towards the camera, before running that hand through his hair again. A frustrated look on his face as he looks towards Eli momentarily, before continuing. ✦DOM HARTER: I assume those are for your ego though, right? To comfort yourself with the knowledge that you made the right decision stabbing your supposed friend in the back. But it’s a pleasant change of pace from her rants about Sasha Foote and how she’s a piece of sh*t, and a so-called comfort zone wrestler. Again: we know. But it loses the impact when she criticizes her for one thing, while crowing about how much of an honor it is to face another one. To go into his comfort zone and face him there. To then sign him to Underground. And I know what you’re going to say, Felicity. That Underground is out of his comfort zone … but lets not pretend like his lips aren’t going to be permanently attached to your ass. Lets not act like he’s not going to use your alliance to his benefit. Lets not think for a second that he isn’t going to bury his head so far up your ass that he’s going to start thinking he can speak for you! Harter gestures to the camera again, before exhaling deeply. The crooked grin spreads across his face as he turns back to Eli. ✦DOM HARTER: But he strokes her ego, so its ok. Just like when she derides the thirsty ass lesbians that crowd up Twitter, unless they say she’s their idol. Or they’re a fan. Then they suddenly become tolerable. Or how about when she bemoans the companies the wrestlers that appear in every other company around … before she starts the Mark Storm tribute act, where Felicity goes to every other company around. Where she decries those wrestlers who can’t hold a job for more than six months, while simultaneously mocking those who wrestle for a company for five or ten years. When being a pillar suddenly became unimportant? When UE means nothing to her anymore. When she comes at me for my sophomoric humor, then resorts to using dick jokes herself. The contradictions? The hypocrisy? The depths you’ll sink to in order to try make your point. It’s all so very cringe worthy, Felicity, it really is. And it’s a damn shame, because these cracks that are forming will only serve to weaken you. This dream match tour you’re on will end up hurting you more than helping in the long run. When you’re reduced to a nothing more than a circus act that they can bring in for one night. Before you end up like Great Garbo, and just ‘vant to be alone’, soothing your ego with the memories of those nights and former glories, remembering the praise and adulation you received before you rode off into the sunset at the ripe old age of twenty-five. A hint of sarcasm at the end, followed by another pause as Harter looks straight into the camera. There’s an impassive expression on his face as he talks. ✦DOM HARTER: And maybe it’s for the best. Maybe HKW would be better off without you. Maybe it’d be better if you leave before you make yourself into a joke. Into a caricature of yourself. When we can remember your former glories without the taint and the stench of what you’re becoming. Fevered egos can’t be soothed, Felicity. And they’ll only end up burning those around you … but I’m not the HKW World Champion, so what do I know, right? We’ll see at Control. It may not be crossing a name off your list, but it could end up with us taking that belt from around your waist… With that, Dom walks away to the side, leaving Eli Zayn behind and speechless. He simply looks back to the camera and shrugs before the show cuts back to ringside. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a SEMIFINAL MATCH FOR THE DYNASTY TRIAL SERIES! The arena turns green as a deep grey smoke filters through the entrance way. A bright yellow light flashes on the stage with a green superman signal in it only with a J instead of an S. As Jax walks out into the misty smoke he’s wearing a custom made suit with spectacles. Giving a smirk he looks out into the crowd. He then walks hops off the stage where a phone booth is waiting. “In a land where people have lost their way, there is one man who has found that through his own methods, this world can be better. His power, his ability, his mere prowess evokes fear into the hearts of them who would oppose him. His talent unbelievable, his accolades undeniable, he is Subversion’s Super. ” Jax steps into the phone booth as a green curtain falls over it. Almost instantly a bright light flashes as the phone booth door explodes open. The sound of Sinead O’Connor and the Chieftains “Foggy Dew” begins to play from the PA system as Jax steps backwards out of the booth. The first thing to come into view is his black cape with a green J within the superman symbol. Turning around Jax shows off his new green and black ring gear, with matching green shades. ✦BRIAN MASON: Magnum and the members of this newly formed Blood Legion have sure had some weird altercations lately. ✦JACK WARREN: Ask me, the big guy’s sending a message that he’s not Magnum’s sidekick anymore… some really messed up messages but still. He jumps back onto the aisle way, turning his head he blows blows smoke that filters into the air. Letting out a primal scream before walking down the rampway and towards the ring. As he reaches the ring he leaps onto the apron in one motion. He then paces on the apron for a moment before whipping his feet off, and stepping into the ring. He spins in a circle as he reaches the center of the ring. Pulling his glasses off he hands them to the referee, then slowly unsnaps his cape. Folding it into a perfect formation leaving the J symbol exposed he instructs the referee to be careful with his stuff. Then he backs away into the corner waiting for the match to begin. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Weighing in at 205 pounds, from Dublin Ireland, the Irish Superman, Jackson Magnum! The entire arena goes dark before “Carrion Flowers” begins its ominous beat, the lights above turning everything red. Mist covers the floor of the entrance, a shadow of a form seen here and there through it walking on all fours, almost like a spider. Behind the crawling figure is another much larger body coming to walk out. The one below cranes its neck back to see the new arrival and the rest of the body follows to slink its way towards it. It reaches up and begins to claw and climb up the larger one to get up to its shoulder and clings to it like a bug as the camera slowly gets closer to show Harbinger and Lamia standing on the stage. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: On his way to the ring with Lamia… Harbinger! With their names being announced, Harbinger begins to walk down the ramp with Lamia still stuck to his side. ✦BRIAN MASON: These two are…. freaking weird. ✦JACK WARREN: Weird doesn’t even start to cover it. More like psycho. ✦BRIAN MASON: Pretty much everyone in this tournament for a number one contendership for the Dynasty Championship has gotten that hint by now. Especially what happened to Magnum last Defiance. ✦JACK WARREN: Umm… are we just gonna gloss over the fact that these two just killed a goat before? Harbinger and Lamia get to the ring and he moves to adjust her position to have her in both arms and tosses her up and over the top rope. She twists in mid-air and lands on her feet inside the ring as he climbs up to the apron himself and walks in over the top rope. ![]() DING! DING!! DING!!! The match begins with Magnum keeping his distance from Harbinger, he throws out a quick leg kick that connects with a jarring blow to the thigh area of Harbinger. Harbinger hardly reacts, but Magnum immediately throws a superman punch which Harbinger side steps and grabs Magnum by the throat. Harbinger walks in a circle his hand still wrapped around Magnum’s throat. Lifting Magnum up Harbinger Chokeslams Magnum to the ground. Hitting the ground hard, Magnum grabs his back in pain as the fans boo. On the outside of the ring Lamia smiles devilishly. Reaching down Harbinger lifts Magnum to his feet with one hand. Grabbing Magnum under the arm and over the shoulder, Harbinger tosses Magnum across the ring with a biell, once more Magum grimaces in pain. Magnum rolls towards the corner, getting up to one knee as Harbinger stalks him, closing in on the Irish Superman. Approaching Magnum, Harbinger is caught with a left hook to the gut, but throwing from his knees cause the blow to be less effective. Harbinger reaches down grabbing Magnum by the hair, lifting him to his feet he drives his head into Magnum’s with a headbutt that floors the former Hybrid champion. ✦BRIAN MASON: Early on in this match Harbinger is dominating with his pure size and power. ✦JACK WARREN: The best thing he’s done so fair is slowly down the pace, and also hit some heavy shots. Harbinger continues to take his time, watching as Magnum uses the ropes to pull himself up to his feet. Harbinger grabs Magnum by the back of the shoulder, only for Magnum to throw a wild jumping elbow that catches Harbinger on the side of the head. The blow staggers Harbinger, who wobbles backwards, but manages to stay standing. Magnum turns running straight at Harbinger, diving into him with a crossbody block, but Harbinger catches him in midair. Lamia cocks her head to the side, Harbinger returns the look while elevating Magnum up onto his shoulder. Harbinger then slams Magnum back first into the canvas with front powerslam. Harbinger stays on top of Magnum and hooks the leg for a cover. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Magnum lifts his shoulder off the mat, The fans cheer while Lamia looks on. Magnum turns onto his stomach and begins to crawl away from Harbinger. ✦BRIAN MASON: Magnum is fighting for his life here. He just can’t seem to change the momentum. ✦JACK WARREN: And Harbinger seems to be enjoying dismantling his old associate. He is proving why Jackson needed him, and is also showing HKW why he is a serious threat to Jaxon Queen. Harbinger watches Magnum as he tries to escape, Magnum approaches the ropes again, Harbinger cuts him off at the pass however, kicking him in the side of the head. Reaching down Harbinger grabs Magnum by the back of the pants, and lifts him to his feet. Harbinger Irish whips Magnum into the ropes, rebounding back off the ropes Harbinger is waiting on him lifting a big boot up, but Magnuim ducks under the boot, he turns on a dime , Harbinger turns around and is caught with a superkick to the jaw. The big man staggers back, Magnum’s eyes light up. He takes a few steps back and comes forward with a flying forearm to the face of Harbinger ending him back into the corner. The fans pop, as the Irish Superstar finally has an advantage on his monstrous opponent. Backing into the opposite corner Magnum motions for crowd support. Taking off he down a handspring into the clothesline, but Harbinger has already recovered and hits Magnum with a spear mid move, causing Magnum to land hard on the ground. Harbinger hooks the leg going for another cover. ✦BRIAN MASON: It looks like Harbinger might advance with that thunderous counter. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Magnum manages to barely lift his left shoulder off the mat at the last second. ✦JACK WARREN: NOOOO! Magnum stays alive, somehow, someway. ✦BRIAN MASON: You can never count Magnum out, but he has taken a hell of a beating so far. Lamia shakes her head on the outside,before screaming out a shriek. Harbinger once more pulls Magnum to his feet. This time grabbing Magnum by the throat and the leg, before lifting him into a military press position. Magnum immediately begins to squirm, fighting off the move, and managing to slide away, and land behind Harbinger. Magnum drops straight down on the back of Harbinger’s knee with a chop block. The big man hits one knee. Magnum stands up once more, and as Harbinger tries get to his feet Magnum turns his foot to the side and drives it into the back of Harbinger’s knee, keeping the man from reaching a vertical base. ✦BRIAN MASON: Magnum really needs to take advantage here, Harbinger is finally somewhat down. ✦JACK WARREN: This might be his last chance to capitalize. Magnum takes off to the other side of the ring, spring off the ropes he returns with a running single legged kick to the face of Harbinger, knocking him to the mat for the first time in the match. Magnum’s adrenaline is clearly at a heightened level. He does a kip up, before heading to the near turnbuckle, he gives the crowd a quick glance, before jumping to the top in one motion. The crowd cheers him on, as he flies off the top rope with a huge frog splash that connects driving the air out of Harbinger! The impact was so great that Magnum bounces off of Harbinger and to the side. ✦BRIAN MASON: MAN OF TOMORROW, Magnum connected! ✦JACK WARREN: This could do it. Magnum holds his midsection for a second then dives onto Harbinger for a cover. ONE! KICKOUT! Harbinger tosses Magnum off of his with ease, and then turns before getting right back up to his feet. Magnum is in disbelief as is the crowd. Before he can react however, Harbinger charges into Magnum as Magnum gets up, with a huge shoulder block, knocking Magnum straight to the mat. All Magnum’s offense seems to have done is anger Harbinger, who reaches down grabbing Magnum by the front of his suit and pulling him off the canvas. He tosses Magnum into the corner causing the former Hybrid champion’s head to snap back, with little hesitation Harbinger follows Magnum in with a running hip attack that crushes the Irishman between Harbinger and the corner. Harbinger backs away allowing Magnum to stubble forward, right into Harbinger’s waiting arms. Harbinger lifts Magnum up on his shoulder, Magnum begins to drive his elbow into the side of Harbinger’s head with little effect, but does manages spin out, and roll through into a roll up before stacking Harbinger with his shoulders on the mat. The referee drops down making the count. ONE! TWO! THREE!!!!!! ✦BRIAN MASON: He got him! What a counter by Magnum! DING! DING! DING! After the bell rings Lamia immediately hits the ring sneaking behind Magnum, waiting hunched over as Magnum turns around. When he does, she leaps up as a red mist sprays into his face, the color of blood. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: The winner of this match Jackson Magnum! ✦JACK WARREN: Magnum might have been better off just losing this match. Magnum falls back and collapsing as he wipes away at the blood sprayed all over his face while Lamia begins to stomp a mudhole in Magnum.. An angry Harbinger gets to his feet. Lamia looks to Harbinger as she stops stomping Magnum. Leaning down she grabs Magnum by the hair and bites down onto his forehead like an animal. Magnum screams and breaks free of Lamia’s teeth, rolling on the ground in pain holding his head. Magnum rolls onto his knees and up to his feet, still rubbing his eyes in pain. He turns in a circle only to be met with a spinning side slam that drives Magnum into the mat hard. Harbinger gets to his feet. ✦BRIAN MASON: The Whirl after the match, this is uncalled for. The camera flashes to Magnum who is laid out in the middle of the ring. ✦JACK WARREN: Magnum is out and Lamia and Harbinger stand tall. ✦BRIAN MASON: Magnum has advanced to the finals of the Dynasty trial series but at what cost? Harbinger and Lamia look down at Magnum who is laid out in the middle of the ring, red mist running down his face. Harbinger gives Lamia a look who hands him a large feather while having another herself before bending down to the prone Magnum and lay the feather down together in a cross formation. The two then exit the ring, as the camera focuses in on them looking at an unconscious Superman. WINNER (and ADVANCING TO THE DYNASTY TRIAL SERIES FINAL): JACKSON MAGNUM VIA PINFALL (12:20) Edited by Sean Sands, May 15 2017, 11:56 PM.
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| Sean Sands | May 15 2017, 11:27 PM Post #7 |
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13-21 in NABA
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![]() We open to an interview room, where we see Eli Zayn seated in the center. To the right of him are Angelo Sands and Markus FK, The Swiss-Italian Connection. To the left is none other than Silk & Cyanide, Erin Mariani and Sara Mason. Angelo and Markus scowl at the two women, who sit and smirk at the two young men. ✦ELI ZAYN: Thank you for joining me today. ✦ANGELO SANDS: I’m surprised they actually showed up. Sands motions to the two women. ✦ANGELO SANDS: They’re usually more of the hit and hide type. Or maybe even the attack you from behind type. Hell, this is the first time I think we’ve ever seen each other eye-to-eye. ✦ELI ZAYN: Alright, well, let’s get to why we’re here. Romeo Price has announced that it’ll be you two gentlemen versus these two ladies in a tag team match at Control. How do you guys feel about this announcement? Angelo and Markus look at one another before Angelo motions for Markus to say something first. ✦MARKUS FK: This is...exactly what we want. A wrestling match. He stares at S&C for a short moment before continuing. ✦MARKUS FK: An actual, legitimate wrestling match. At this point, me and Ang have made it clear just how much potential we have, and how good we already are. There’s a reason why we dominated in RISE, there’s a reason why we won the Global Tag Team Titles, and there’s a reason why we’re on Defiance. We’re not going to be pushed around by the likes of Silk & Cyanide anymore. No more getting jumped. We’re settling this the way we were taught, in the middle of the ring. Nods at an intense Markus, before turning to S&C. ✦ELI ZAYN: Okay then. Erin and Sara, you’ve made it almost your mission to punish these two young men right here. Is their past success in RISE a big reason why you targeted them first? Upon being asked the question, Mariani raises an eyebrow in response, taking a moment to look directly towards the two members of the Swiss-Italian Connection for a few seconds of silence before she returns her attention towards Eli ✦ERIN MARIANI: Their success, you say? Mariani pauses, chuckling at the thought of the question - while, sitting next to her, Mason looks at Eli like he has just told her that the sky is green ✦ERIN MARIANI: I thought the suggestion was that, if somebody wanted to get ahead, they were supposed to trample over those who stood in their way. And what we have here… Mariani fires an accusing finger in S-I’s direction, yet maintains eye contact with Eli the entire time ✦ERIN MARIANI: ...are two people who are standing in our way. The question you should be asking us is why our methods have been...shall we say they have lacked subtlety, and yet the reason for doing this is quite simple. Glaring towards Angelo and Markus, Sara Mason finishes Mariani’s train of thought ✦SARA MASON: It’s because the pair of you are weak. Look at the pair of you. Just look. You’re sat their whining because we did what nobody else had the balls to do - to beat you down like you’re nobody. At that moment a thought occurs to Mason, and a devilish twinkle appears in her eye ✦SARA MASON: On the subject of balls, how do yours feel Angelo? A little tender? As bruised as that fragile ego of yours? Holding up a hand, Mariani interjects - mainly so the discussion does not head in the direction Mason appears more than happy to take it in ✦ERIN MARIANI: So I reject your question, because it is not what they have done that matters - what we are going to do to them matters, because when we have finished nobody will be talking about them or their “potential”, which sounds like something that any self-respecting duo should set out to do...does it not? Turning her focus back in S-I’s direction, a hiss enters Mariani’s voice as she touches on one of their comments from earlier ✦ERIN MARIANI: And when that happens, perhaps more teams will consider wiping “the likes of” you two worms from the face of the earth for your arrogance. As Mariani continues to glower in the direction of Angelo and Markus, Zayn turns the interview over to the first ever RISE Tag Team champions with his next question ✦ELI ZAYN: Why do you guys think they attacked you? Angelo chuckles. ✦ANGELO SANDS: They want to get ahead. They want to punish us because we're more successful than them. What do they have on their resume? They ALMOST won a tournament in FGA? K. Almost doesn't really count much, does it? Sands shrugs. ✦ANGELO SANDS: We've got accolades and they don't. I'd be annoyed too. I'd target them too if they were more successful...but I'd at least have the balls to do it to their face. Angelo then looks at Sara. ✦ANGELO SANDS: And if you want to know how my balls feel, ask my girlfriend. I'm sure she can explain it to you in detail. Mason rolls her eyes. ✦SARA MASON: Were you listening to a word we said, or do you think repeating the same thing over and over will make people feel sorry for you? They don’t, boys, accept that and grow up. ✦ANGELO SANDS: We're not trying to make anyone feel sorry for us. We're just letting you know that we're going to beat your ass when the time comes. And you've had it coming. The two teams stare at each other and Eli Zayn’s eyes shift back and forth between them before he finally cuts through the tension. ✦ELI ZAYN: Well, I guess that’ll be all for this. Uh, watch Control for this match and more! And with that, the scene fades out on the two teams staring each other down. ![]() The lights go dark in the Wells Fargo arena as a video plays on the titantron. It's static at first before cutting to an image of a room filled with Riley Lynn’s merchandise. The screen goes to static again before cutting to video of Riley Lynn falling off the ladder at Destiny repeating over and over until it cuts back to the room. All of a sudden a fire starts in the room setting all of the merch ablaze. The fire grows wild and the camera cuts off. The lights return to the arena and everything goes back to normal. ![]() ✦BRIAN MASON: Up next we have a look at Dom Harter once again in tag action. This time with the Sexy Jesus himself. ✦JACK WARREN: Did you really just call...another man...sexy? ✦BRIAN MASON: No no wait he CALLS himself that!! I didn’t mean it literally. ✦JACK WARREN: Nope you have killed yourself here. Now I know why you don’t hit the strip clubs with me. ✦BRIAN MASON: You never invited--- ✦WHISPER VIPERI: The next contest is a tag match set for one fall!! We put this festival on you bastards, with a lotta love. We worked one year for you pigs And you want to break our walls down? And you want to destroy us? Well you go to hell!! The crowd gets rowdier by the moment as “Fucking in the Bushes” by Oasis begins to play. The theme belongs to only one man. Jackie walks out from the back of the crowd, his eyes scanning the rambunctious crowd. He heads for one of the ledges, standing up on it with a latent pride. A cheery but cocky grin spawns on his face as he amps the crowd up, screaming for them to get the fuck up! The crowd gleefully obliges him as he makes his way down the stairs. However, much to the shock and joy of the crowd, Fowler takes an immediate dive into the crowd, surfing the wave for a moment, before allowing them to drop him off near the middle of the walkway down. From there, he looks around the arena, seeing the fans, seemingly possessed by the gritty and hooligan nature that he bears. It brings a smile to his face, furthermore he whips a false tear from his eye as he continues his way down the stairs. His rowdy antics, including him flicking out some fans and playfully arguing with them, only gets them even more behind him. He slaps the hands of more fans on his way down, before reaching the barricade. It takes him a moment, but he ascends it and stands upon it with ninja-like ease. He scans the arena once more, roaring expletive, but uplifting words for the crowd to hear. He then gets down and rushes underneath the bottom rope. He smacks the mat as he gets up. ✦✦WHISPER VIPERI: Really? I'm not introducing this f--- *sigh* Introducing first, The Bastard of Bowland….JACKKIIIEEEEEE FOWWWLLLLEERRRR… ✦JACK WARREN: Jackie F(bleep)ler, I mean Fowler. ✦BRIAN MASON: You did that on purpose. ✦JACK WARREN: I did not! As he does, he points at the referee, harping at him for a moment, before heading to his corner. There, he shadow-boxes, punching the turnbuckle pad with fast blows. He then rests his head there for a moment. He then turns his back to the turnbuckle, proceeding to rest on it. His eyes wander around the arena. Jackie simply nods his head as he awaits for the bell to ring. ✦✦WHISPER VIPERI: And his partner… I THINK YOU’VE GOT A LOW SELF OPINION MAN I SEE YOU STANDING ALL BY YOURSELF The opening chords of “Low Self Opinion” begin to play throughout the arena as the some of crowd begin to boo, while others cheer. After ten seconds or so, Dom Harter steps out from behind the curtain. He throws his arms out to either side, the ever familiar crooked grin plastered on his face as he begins to stride down the aisle, soaking in the reaction that are coming from the fans. ✦✦WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen, hailing from Cambridge, Ontario, Canada, weighing in at 225 pounds ... He is 'The Tenacious Little Bastard' DOM HARTER! ✦JACK WARREN: Ok the bastard and bastard ready to receive a bastardous asswhippin. ✦BRIAN MASON: Wouldn’t sell them short Jack. Lot of anger to be held between these two men. Harter climbs up the ring steps and climbs in through the middle rope; once inside the squared circle, Harter climbs up to the middle rope, posing for the fans as he waits for the match to start. Dom and Jackie share a nod as they both go through their pre match preps and warm ups. ✦✦WHISPER VIPERI: And their opponents… The beat kicks in and out steps Jaxon Queen, his championship slung over his shoulder. Queen cups his ear as he listens to the audience booing him, getting them to boo him even louder, which just gets a grin out of them. He then begins to make his way down to the ring, showing off his title to the fans, who just roll their eyes at him. ✦✦WHISPER VIPERI: Introducing first, from Erie, Pennsylvania, weighing in at 230 pounds, he is the reigning Dynasty Champion... JAXON QUEEN! ✦JACK WARREN: This new attitude of Jaxon’s I can approve off. ✦BRIAN MASON: That’s because you are rotten just like him. ✦JACK WARREN: I am a newly picked fresh fruit I’ll have you know Mason! Once he's ringside, Jaxon heads up the steel steps slowly, pointing at members of the audience and finding words to insult them with. He raises his title as he stands on the apron before entering the ring. Queen then makes his way towards the center of the ring and raises his title once more, smirking at the boos the audience gives him, before he finally removes his jacket and hands both that and the title over to a stagehand, warning them to not mess either thing up. He then goes to insulting the fans as per usual as he waits for the match to start. ✦✦WHISPER VIPERI: And his partner… A countdown clock plays on the tron as the arena darkens, causing the fans to boo as the clock ticks closer and closer to 0. TIME TO PLAY THE GAAAAME! MUWAHAHAHAHAHA! The guitar intro for Motörhead's "The Game" filled the building and the fans erupt into a chorus of boos as the lights came up, revealing Jinzai standing on stage. He places a hand up to his ear and listens to the response, motioning for them to keep it going as the vitriol grows louder before flipping his hood back and revealing a cocky smirk on his face. It's all about the game, and how you play it. All about control, and if you can take it. All about your debt, and if you can pay it. It's all about pain, and who's gonna make it! ✦✦WHISPER VIPERI: Making his way to the ring, From New York City, weighing in at 200 Pounds, JINZAI!!! ✦BRIAN MASON: Another turncoat. ✦JACK WARREN: Turncoat who can turn all the HKW heads if he ends up winning the World Championship at Control. ✦BRIAN MASON: Please the Supreme would never allow it. ✦JACK WARREN: Thought she wasn’t your Queen anymore. ✦BRIAN MASON: It’s complicated. He walked down the aisle way, sneering at the fans at ringside, before coming to a stop midway down the aisle as he looks up at the ring. He gives a smirk, before he sprints down to the ring and dives through the bottom and middle ropes, immediately running to the nearest top rope and climbing up as he tells the booing fans to bow down to the greatest. He hopped down off of the top rope and tosses his hooded vest out of the ring, before he began to dart around the ring, bouncing off of the ropes as he warmed up for the match. The crowd gets hype seeing the match is soon to being with all four gentleman in the ring. Jackie throws up a middle finger toward Jaxon while he just smirks back at Jackie. Dom and Jinzai exchange a hard look at each other before the ref starts ushering them to each of their corners. ![]() DING! DING! DING! Jaxon taps Jinzai on the shoulder lightly letting him know he was willing to start the match. Jinzai nods taking his exit while Jackie doesn’t even give time for him and Dom to talk about it just goes straight for Jaxon almost knocking the ref over in the process to throw bows into Jaxon’s face yelling. The crowd goes nuts in reaction to that watching Jackie start with intended hell toward Jaxon until Jaxon desperately rakes at Jackie’s eyes making him pause his bow throwing motion and gives Jaxon the time to duck low and crawl underneath the bottom rope and out of the ring. The crowd boo’ing from heaven to hell in response to Jaxon getting the hell out and dodge while he could. ✦JACK WARREN: There’s the MAN-like strategy. ✦BRIAN MASON: What running!? ✦JACK WARREN: He is not running! He’s taking a well timed and strategized breather. ✦BRIAN MASON: Running like hell. Jaxon starts walking his tag partner Jinzai’s way shaking off the bows as Jackie yells at Jaxon to bring his arse back in the ring. The ref begins to count… ONE! TWO! THREE! Jinzai drops from the apron to check on Jaxon until in a blink of an eye Dom Harter comes racing around the corner to knock both Queen and Jinzai over with a double clothesline all of them hitting the floor at the end of it. ✦JACK WARREN: A bastard interrupts a good thing, the proverb rings true. ✦BRIAN MASON: What? FOUR! FIVE! Getting back to his feet Dom focuses on Jaxon first getting him from the mat and throws him back into the ring. Jackie follows up quick with kicks and stomps to Jaxon beating on him further and pinning Queen. ONE... TW---KICKOUT!! ✦JACK WARREN: Queen still in it. ✦BRIAN MASON: And getting kicked out of it. The crowd boos the kickout but cheers a bit as Dom poses with his arms out by his side heading back to his corner as Jackie works on Jaxon further kicking him getting up from his pinfall. One more kick to Jaxon’s back and Jackie chills back for a moment to watch Jaxon struggle to his feet. Fowler bursts forward as Queen wobbles...roaring elbow flattens Jaxon to the ground. The crowd cheers as Jackie drags Jaxon over to his team's corner tagging Dom to a heightened cheer from the crowd as Dom hops in. With a momentary nod Jackie stomps Jaxon a few more times while Dom gets a running start off the ropes. Dom returns giving an elbow drop to Jaxon to the continuing cheers of the crowd. Dom goes for a pin while Jackie is in good position to keep Jinzai at bay. ✦BRIAN MASON: We have a pin. ONE…. TWO!---KICKOUT!!! ✦CROWD: TTTWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOO! Picking Jaxon up Dom gives him a couple rights making The Human Pink Slip stagger back into a corner. Dom hits a few elbows to Jaxon’s head then starts backing up with the crowd heightening up with him. Dom gives a few taps on his forearm and sprints toward Jaxon looking to knock him out of his boots...Jaxon ducks down dodging him and hightails it for his corner tagging in Jinzai. The crowd boos in response seeing Jaxon escape and even moreso seeing Jinzai coming into the match. Dom turns around seeing Jinzai stepping in and goes full blitz at him wanting to get hands on him. Jinzai postures up seeing Jinzai coming and throws his hands at Dom right back. The both of them brawling near the middle of the ring left for a left and right for a right back and forth to the enjoyment the Des Moines crowd. ✦JACK WARREN: Knocking each other senseless. ✦BRIAN MASON: Jinzai getting the upper hand it looks like. Finally Jinzai seemingly gets the upper hand firing off two or three shots to Dom’s one. Dom begins to stagger a bit which gives Jinzai the opening running off the opposite side ropes and jumping in the air hitting Dom with a forearm smash making them both spill to the mat. Jinzai gets up quickly after and pounds his chest a bit yelling at the HKW fan faithful who throw many boos back. Jinzai Burakku picks up the Tenacious Little Bastard off the floor and pulling him into a necklock into a backbreaker dropping Dom right back down. Jinzai pins… ONE... TWOOOO---KICKOUT!! ✦JACK WARREN: Stay down Bastard! ✦BRIAN MASON: You know you aren’t wrestling right Jack? Kinda involved aren’t you? In Dom’s corner the camera catches The Bastard of Bowland yelling at Dom telling him to get up and get it together in lack of more ‘flourished’ terms and at the opposite corner Jaxon gets Jackie’s attention pointing at Fowler and telling him to shut the F(bleep) up F(bleep)boy. All this in the midst of Jinzai pulling Dom up to his feet and Dom throwing punches into Jinzai’s midsection trying like hell to fight back. Jackie obviously catches Jaxon’s pointing at him but once the words leave Jaxon’s mouth Jackie immediately drops down from the apron and beelines toward Queen who notices him coming and drops from the ring apron as well. The ref notices the action with the rise in the crowd reaction to it and begins pointing at them a little trying to get their attention back to the ring. To no avail, Jackie levels Queen with the running start he had clotheslining him to the floor. Meanwhile inside the ring the ref’s back is turned giving Jinzai his opportunity to kick Dom low…. ✦BRIAN MASON: OH COME ON!! ✦JACK WARREN: Another MAN-like strategy. ✦BRIAN MASON: Oh please?! Very low. Causing the momentum change to come to a complete halt and the crowd to boo wildly due to the ref missing the cheap shot. Jinzai laughs at the crowd reaction while having Dom up in suplex position dropping Dom across the top rope, then bounces off the ropes and hits a Single Leg Dropkick to flip Dom back in causing him to hit the mat. Outside Jackie and Jaxon have taken their brawl all the way up the ramp swinging back and forth going for broke with the head shots. Jaxon finally gives up on the trading and pulls Jackie into his knee throwing things off. Jaxon takes advantage of that grabbing Jackie by the hair throwing a few more shots to Jackie’s head while moving toward the backstage area. ✦BRIAN MASON: And then there were two! ✦JACK WARREN: Where do they think they’re going!?! Inside the ring, Jinzai has signaled the beginning of the end for Dom Harter to the dismay of the fans as he stalks Dom getting to his feet. Jinzai quickly rushes forward looking to Jinzai Cutter, Dom pushes him off desperately...low kick by Dom...pulling him in for his Silent Machine Impac….NO!! Jinzai with heavy punches to stop Dom’s grip pushing Dom off of him toward the ropes and runs up on Dom quickly on the return….Jinzai Cut----NO!! Dom pushes him off again and headbutts Jinzai giving him the amount of time to spin Jinzai and pull him in and…. ✦BRIAN MASON: ...IMPACT DRIVER!!! ✦JACK WARREN: HOW THE GOOD HELL!!?? THE MAN DOESN’T UNDERSTAND!! Dom pins holding the leg. OOOONNNEEE…. TWWWOOO… THRRREEEEEE…. DING!! DING!! DING!! “Low Self Opinion” by Rollins Band begins to play as Dom is helped to his feet by the ref throwing his hands in the air. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Here is your winners…..DOM HARTER AND JACKIE FOWLER!!!! ✦JACK WARREN: NOOOOOO!! YOU KILLED JINZAI!! ✦BRIAN MASON: You...bastards? Dom points down at Jinzai’s prone body yelling out that he belongs exactly where he is not him. The crowd cheering heavily for Dom as he rolls out of the ring and starts backing up toward the ramp throwing his arms to the side in celebration with the fans. A whole 50% of this match missing from action though as Jaxon and Jackie have headed backstage. Jinzai starts to come to on the mat looking at a smiling Little Bastard pointing at himself cockily. WINNER: Dom Harter and Jackie Fowler via Pinfall (12:53) |
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| Sean Sands | May 15 2017, 11:35 PM Post #8 |
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![]() ✦JAXON QUEEN: Stupid son of a bitch! Cameras catch up backstage after the tag team match and we see Jaxon catch Jackie with a European uppercut that drops his foe. Queen then grabs Fowler and gets him up before slamming his head into a nearby equipment crate. ✦JAXON QUEEN: What have I told you about f**king with me? WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT F**KING WITH ME?! He slams his head into the equipment crate once more before letting him drop to the ground. The Dynasty champion begins unwrapping his wrist tape and tosses it at his challenger, who is lying on the ground. Jaxon then looks down at Jackie, a scowl appearing on his face. ✦JAXON QUEEN: I’m so sick and tired of seeing your goddamn face around these parts. I’m so annoyed that you are getting a shot at my championship. And I’m really pissed off that you, OF ALL F**KING PEOPLE, don’t know how to stay down! Jackie F- It’s at that moment that Jaxon moves too close and Jackie is able to catch him with a mean closed fist uppercut, sending the Dynasty champion stumbling. “The Bastard of Bowland” pounces, lifting the Dynasty champion off of his feet and crashing down to the floor as he begins to hammer down on him. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Go on, bitch. Say me name. Say me name! Fowler takes a couple of sharp shots to the face, almost staggering him back until he manages to catch Queen’s fist in his own, and in a sudden overpowerment, literally punches Queen square in the face. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Why you hitting yourself? Why you hitting yourself? After a few more shots, Fowler stands, blood pouring from his nostrils as he staggers back. Queen looks down and out, not even making a motion, but the faint sound of groaning is coming from the downed Dynasty champion. Jackie blows his nose by holding a single finger over one nostril, a splatter of blood hitting the floor as he catches his breath, staring down at his felled title holder. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Just had to try and play the big shot, didn’t ya? Had to go tryin’ to show off and show ya dominance. Look at me, I’m Jaxon Queen, look at me playin’ frickin’ king dickhead, taking life into ya own hands an’ shit. It don’t work like that, lad. For everyone ya take down, another nobber will come right back an’ smash ya back doors in. Luke Wisia is a twat, twat of the highest frickin’ order, but what you did was inexcusable. What you tried to do to that fan was inexcusable. What you did to me an’ put me Princess through? Off the charts, off the rails, off wit’ ya frickin’ head, lad. The boys and girls in the back might turn a blind eye to it all cause of the almighty dollar, but I won’t. Bollocks to that. Jackie gives the downed Jaxon another shoeing as he groans again, Fowler then spitting upon the floor. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: You make your own choices, you pay your own prices. You don’t set what others pay, this ain’t franchise shop shittery. You made your choice, smacked it in the face of others and now you’re gonna pay for it. I don’t think you realized who you were messin’ with, did ya? Did ya? Sitting on ya mountain high, thinking no one could touch ya? Eh? That everyone would just bow down then bend over? Look who's bending now, you bender. As Jackie hovered over Queen, his felled nemesis swung out with what seemed to be a wretch, clipping the back of Jackie’s knee as he tumbled. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Bollocks… Oberyn’d… Queen quickly rises to his feet and catches Fowler with a knee to the gut before he grabs him by the head and tosses him into the wall. Jaxon, angry as all hell, grabs Jackie and gets him up again before throwing him over an equipment crate and into a bunch of other various pieces of equipment. Taking deep breaths, Queen picks up his title from where he dropped it and slings it over his shoulder as he watches Fowler slowly roll around in pain. ✦JAXON QUEEN: Stay the f**k down, Fowler. It’s what’s best for you. Jaxon then walks away as Jackie slowly helps himself up, the show shifting over to somewhere else. ![]() Former RISE Tag Team Champions… Former RISE General Manager… The sibling of one of the greatest champions in SubVersion history… The Kingpin… The Master of Manipulation. ![]() THE CHAMPS IS COMING TO ![]() ![]() Defiance continues on in preparation for the Interbrand Television Championship match. The cameras capture signs referencing Ace’s newly released DVD, one sign in particular reading: “+5 Mom Points for buying Ace’s DVD.” The camera then pans over to a quick shot of several fans in the middle upper rows in “Universally Dope” t-shirts. Ring Announcer, Whisper Viperi is now seen raising the microphone to her lips to introduce the competitors ready to make their way to the ring. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is for the Interbrand Television Championship, and is scheduled for one fall! “Liebe Ist Fur Alle Da” Instrumental by Rammstein hits and Ace lets the song play for a few moments before stepping out from behind the curtain, where he is greeted by the loud boos from the crowd. Ace walks down the ramp, his focus on the ring. He ignores the fans completely, keeping a stone dead look of focus on his face as they hurl their boos and remarks at Ace from behind the barricades. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: From London, England, weighing in at 220lbs, ACE WATSON! He reaches the ring steps, where he takes a moment to finally look at the crowd, where he gives them an unimpressed look. Then he turns back to the ring and climbs the stairs and onto the apron. Ace steps underneath the top rope and into the ring, where he makes his way to the center of the ring and says some inaudible things directly to the camera as a focussed and ready look sits on his face. ✦WHISPER VIPERI:And his opponent, hailing from The Space Age, it's the HKW Interbrand Television Champion, Lyza Reyes! A black and white video vignette begins rolling on the screens, showing Lyza Reyes dressed as Charlie Chaplin on the moon. There is no dialogue, but simply piano music playing with the pace of the footage. She's caught in the middle of a tug of war match between a U.S. Spaceman, and a small group of miniature aliens. Before determining which side pulls Lyza once and for all, the venue goes pitch black, and "In Distress" by A$AP Rocky featuring Gesaffelstein begins to play. "I'm something out this world, nothing like the rest..." She makes her way down the ramp, tagging a few hands along the way with the ITV Championship wrapped around her waist. She walks up the steel steps, and positions herself in the center of the ring to scope out the audience. She points at the fans also known as "Lyzanites," in acknowledgment of their enthusiasm and admiration. ✦BRIAN MASON: That was quite the exchange backstage earlier between the ITV Champion and World Champion, Felicity Banks. Miss Banks did not seem pleased whatsoever by Lyza’s words. ✦JACK WARREN: She’ll need to set those thoughts aside as she will be facing Ace Watson momentarily. Ace looks determined and seemed very confident in his exchange with Lyza at Defiance 59. After a quick pose for the cameras with the belt, Lyza removes the Championship, and hands it over to the referee. The referee raises the belt above his head before walking towards the bottom rope facing ringside. Viperi reaches for the belt, taking it with her as she takes a seat near the commentary team. ![]() DING! DING! DING! As soon as the bell rings, Ace Watson wastes no time in getting Lyza Reyes into a headlock, to which the brunette shimmies her way out of. The ITV Champion stops in her tracks looking as though she’s contemplating a German suplex, however, that lack of upper-body strength has her aim for Ace’s calves instead. Several kicks in, Ace manages to counter with a quick spin allowing him to deliver a vicious elbow to Reyes’ face. Lyza hits the mat from the impact and momentum gained from her opponent. Ace immediately gets her back on her feet, whipping her into the ropes. ✦BRIAN MASON: Watson is quick with the offense and counters tonight. ✦JACK WARREN: He knows what is on the line and what he has to conquer to become the new Interbrand Television Champion. Lyza bounces off the ropes, barely dodging a clothesline from Ace. She ducks beneath his arm, running to the opposite side of the ring. The ITV Champion then bounces off the other side of the ropes, landing a clean dropkick to the midsection of the dog-owning Brit. Ace squirms in pain, fighting off the urge to fall onto the mat. Reyes repeatedly kicks Watson until he is worn down enough to grab his leg for a takedown. ✦JACK WARREN: Very risky on Lyza’s behalf as that could’ve done more damage to her than Ace. ✦BRIAN MASON: She knows what she’s signed up for, and if she hasn’t? She’ll learn soon enough. Despite being nearly two minutes in, Lyza goes for the cover with the hopes that Ace has a photo shoot or obedience school for Tuck the next morning. ONE! No dice. The referee backs away as Ace throws Lyza off, having her roll onto the canvas. With a shrug, she quickly gets back to her feet and once again bounces off the ropes which transitions into the start of a running headscissors takedown! Ace however, grabs onto her legs, stopping the move from fully being executed. He reverses it into a powerbomb, sending Reyes to the mat. ✦BRIAN MASON: Ace’s quick-thinking abilities cannot be underestimated. He has several years experience over his opponent. ✦JACK WARREN: Lyza on the other hand has managed to pull the upset on the veterans and top picks. The night is young! ✦BRIAN MASON: And he goes for the cover! ONE! TWO! ...Reyes raises the shoulder as the ref counts to two. Ace looks over at the ref, wanting to say something, however he lets it go. Instead, he sets his focus back to his opponent, and in the process of doing as such, he spots The Pretty Committee standing at the top of the ramp, seemingly annoyed. The duo make their way down the ramp, ignoring the sea of boos from the fans. Bianca and Veronica exchange looks before they focus on the action back in the ring. ✦BRIAN MASON: Something tells me they’re not here to give Lyza lessons on contouring. ✦JACK WARREN: Why would she need that after that jab to her opponent’s chin!? I think she got him where the wisdom teeth are at! Ouch! ✦BRIAN MASON: He would be the type of guy to still have baby teeth. After the jab, Ace pats his jawline to quickly inspect for the possibility of having a crown removed. With the chompers still in tact, he gets to his feet, spotting Lyza leaning against the ropes as she was taking a quick breather. She stood at an angle, mindful of the Pretty Committee standing several yards away, saying things to one another which isn’t picked up by the cameras. Ace notices the weary Lyza, dividing her attention between him and the women at ringside. He charges at her while her gaze was momentarily on Davis and Taylor. Lyza immediately dodges the incoming Ace-Train, which prompts him to put on the brakes to avoid meeting with the ring post. At this point, the Pretty Committee split, with Veronica going towards the commentary table, and Bianca remaining near the edge of the ramp. This causes Lyza to once again set her focus on the outside surroundings, while acknowledging a very healthy Ace in the ring. ✦JACK WARREN: The mind games have begun. ✦BRIAN MASON: It’s a difficult scenario for the Interbrand Television Champion, as their presence alone may either throw her off her game or - - ✦JACK WARREN: Bianca is climbing up the steel steps! And Veronica, too! Lyza spots both women simultaneously entering the ring. Her first reaction is to slide out the opposite direction. Ace follows after her, being led to where Whisper is seated next to the timekeeper with the belt on her lap. He pulls Lyza by the ponytail, pointing to the championship next to them. The referee begins to make the count from inside the ring after telling The Pretty Committee to remove themselves from the ring. ONE! TWO! THREE! The count is stopped as soon as Lyza is thrown back into the ring a la Jazzy J-E-F-F. Ace picks up the much lighter Lyza going for a snapmare knee attack, causing Lyza to fall on the mat. Watson turns her over, going for the cover. ONE! TWO! KICKOUT! Lyza makes it out, but not without holding her nose. She crawls away from Ace, with her back turned to Bianca and Veronica. She nears the ring post, and as Ace is charging at her, Lyza crashes with the ring post after being pulled in by Bianca. The referee calls for the bell, however, this doesn’t stop The Pretty Committee from getting their hands on the Interbrand Television Champion. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: And your winner by disqualification, and STILL the Interbrand Television Champion, Lyza Reyes! ✦BRIAN MASON: Lyza doesn’t have the best of business relationships with The Pretty Committee. This has been a long time coming, since the Global Tag Team Tournament last summer. ✦JACK WARREN: It’s a three on one now, really? Veronica is quite unforgiving as she removes the ring post cover. Ace stands there, seemingly unpleased with what’s going on in front of him, especially when he had control over the majority of the match. Bianca slides into the ring, with Ace there to block off the referee as The Pretty Committee double up on Lyza with a series of kicks on her back and everywhere else. Veronica then picks up Lyza, sending her into the uncovered turnbuckle. A small gash appears on Lyza’s forehead, and as Veronica backs up to repeat the dirty attack, Team DLC swiftly slides into the ring, evening things up. The Pretty Committee scowl at both Jones and Inferno before they slide out of the ring from the opposite side. Ace follows suit, momentarily looking at Lyza before catching up with the worldly models. Team DLC signal for a medic to come on down into the ring. The scene fades as Lyza raises both thumbs at Team DLC. WINNER: LYZA REYES VIA DISQUALIFICATION (5:54) |
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| Sean Sands | May 15 2017, 11:39 PM Post #9 |
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![]() Cameras briefly spot Felicity Banks moseying through the hallways. Eli Zayn gestures for his camera team to follow him, assuring them that Felicity likes him. He reaches closer and closer to the World Champion and finally lets out: ✦ELI ZAYN Champ… Felicity turns around, the evil bitch face plastered on her face. ✦FELICITY BANKS: Chump… She spins around and makes sure to face Eli and the camera team. ✦FELICITY BANKS: What do you guys want? ✦ELI ZAYN Well an interview of course! A lot’s been going on and Dom Harter had some choice words for you earlier, but--- Felicity stops Eli right there by covering his microphone out with her hand. She rips the microphone out of his hand and holds it towards her lips. ✦FELICITY BANKS: No, Dom spoke a lot of bullshit earlier. That’s what Dom Harter does. That’s why the wrestling world is sick of Dom Harter and wants him out of here. Choice words… She laughs. ✦FELICITY BANKS: I’ll have some very choice words for Dom before Control, but I will say this… She hesitates. ✦FELICITY BANKS: He was right about one thing. UE is dead to me, and with me gone? That means UE is dead period. She drops the microphone and saunters down the hall, her championship dragging off the floor as the cameras watch her walk away. ![]() As the scene fades backstage Felix Vialpando is seen storming down the hallway like a man on a mission. After the bomb Emilio dropped earlier tonight, Felix head was probably in a whirlwind and didn’t know what to believe or to feel. He didn’t want to believe what Emilio told the world was true. He couldn’t. Felix thought it was all a ploy to try and tear the family apart. Emilio had to be stopped. One way to do that was a meeting with Defiance’s General Manager. Before he could even make to Romeo’s office Felix is stopped by backstage interviewer Lola J. ✦LOLA J: FELIX! FELIX HEY WAIT UP!? Felix stops and turns. After seeing who it was he groans and continues to walk. ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: Go away! I have more important things to do than talk to the likes of you! Lola doesn’t give up as she runs over and gets in front of him. ✦LOLA J: I just wanna ask you about earlier, Felix. What is going through your mind after what Emilio sa--- ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: AFTER EMILIO OPENLY TOLD A LIE TO ALL OF THOSE WHO WOULD DARE LISTEN TO HIM?! What is going through my freaking mind after that?! You know what you should do, Lola? You should be taking some freaking notes on how to pick better friends! How can you be friends with a person who wants to tear apart a family with lies?! How can you be friends with a freaking snake?! Lola stands there not knowing what to say. ✦FELIX VIALPANDO: Emilio is a freaking liar and nothing he says is true! He’s a no good stinking liar and a backstabber! He can’t be trusted?! No one on this earth should trust him! Not even you! Now if you excuse me I have some business to take care of! Felix turns around and storms down the hall leaving Lola standing there in silence. ![]() ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is set for one fall! The lights in the arena go off as the sound of what can only be described as synchronized claps, chains, and broken glass can be heard as Salt of the Earth by Lovedrug begins to play. The titan tron shows gray clouds rolling in as a woman’s silhouette is shown sitting in what looks to be a locker room with her hands clasped together. As the vocals of Michael Shepard begin, the titan tron shows a pair of sultry chestnut eyes as the woman who possessed them turned to look over her shoulder before fading to show the darkened entrance that had white fog begin to roll from it and spread across the stage. Oh, like the salt of the earth, Each correction makes us stronger. Absconder… In happiness, yeah. Spot lights began to move around the anticipating crowd as a black silhouette of a woman steps out on stage. A rainbow of lights begin to strobe around the entrance in tune to the heartbeat of the song while spot lights began to move around the anticipating crowd. As the titan tron reveals who the woman is through black and white clips, the crowd begin to cheer as Onyx begins to warm up, jumping up and down in place, before stopping and taking in her surroundings as the arena brightens slightly. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Making her way to the ring. From Brooklyn, New York... ONYX PAYNE! The fans begin to reach out to her as she makes her way to the ring. With a smile, Onyx tags their hands with her own before looking back at the ring and focusing on who is occupying it before making her way around to the steel steps. And as she goes up them, she reaches for the top rope, gliding her hand across it using it as a guide until she gets halfway across the ring apron’s edge; Where she wipes her feet, showing her respect before entering the ring over the second rope. Once inside, she straightens herself up as she walks across the ring and climbs up the adjacent corner to it’s second turnbuckle. As she looks around at the crowd, a grin appears on her face before she looks over her shoulder and jumps down while the arena brightens to normal and ‘Salt of the Earth’ begins to fade into the background. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: And her opponent… It’s the tinkling of the eerie music bx that brings the lights down, the crowd murmuring with anticipation. Red and white spotlights flash erratically across the crowd. “I pirouette in the dark, I see the stars through a mirror Tired mechanical heart, beats till the song disappears” Squealing violin cuts through the building tension as the spotlights quicken, pulsing almost like a heartbeat from white to red sometimes doubling or tripling up on the same colour. “Somebody shine a light, I’m frozen by the fear in me Somebody make me feel alive then shatter me! So cut me from the line, dizzy spinning endlessly Somebody make me feel alive then shatter me!” As the bass drops, a female silhouette bathed in red and white spotlight almost materializes atop the aisle drawing a mixed reaction from the crowd. Most cheer in appreciation of the show that they’re about to witness but many jeer due to her previous affiliations and general devil-may-care attitude. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: From Rockport, Texas. Now residing in Atlantic City, New Jersey, and weighing in at 142 pounds, she is one half of the Distorted Archetypes, the ‘Distorted Angel’ Amber Ryan! Dubstep violin leads Amber down the ramp, a few fans extend hands but receive little acknowledgement for their trouble. She circles the ring, methodical and deliberate before sliding beneath the bottom rope and crossing to one of the far corners where she climbs the turnbuckles, watching out over the crowd to gauge the reaction. Turning awkwardly, she takes a seat on the top turnbuckle with hands clasped and elbows resting on her knees- that familiar Distorted Angel smirk ever present across her face. Onyx watches as the duo known as the Distorted Archetypes enter the ring together, but Cyrus Riddle is quick to exit out onto the apron. The Archetypes look to be discussing strategy until the bell rings! ![]() DING! DING!! DING!!! With Amber’s back still turned to her partner, Onyx slips up behind her partner and rolls her up with an O’Connor roll! The crowd explodes as the referee gets in position to make the count! ONE! TWO!! THRRRRE--NO! Cyrus Riddle enters the ring and blasts Onyx with a kick to the back of the head to cause the immediate disqualification! DING! DING!! DING!!! Riddle listens to the boos from the audience, but they don’t phase him one bit. He helps his partner up to her feet, rage filling her eyes already, but then…. ✦WHISPER VIPERI: Your winner via disqualification… ONYX PAYNE! The announcement causes the female half of the Distorted Archetypes to snap. She boots the recovering Onyx in the face one quick time before she pulls her to her feet. ✦BRIAN MASON: I am so sick of this team's antics. ✦JACK WARREN: Don’t worry, bro. Annie Zellor will be out here to save the day any second now. Amber pulls Onyx to her feet, looks her dead in the eyes and then hits her with her patented “Original Sin” sitout double arm DDT. Cyrus keeps his eyes on the entrance ramp for the arrival of Onyx’s tag team partner; the crowd chanting: ✦CROWD: WE WANT ANNIE! WE WANT ANNIE! … but the calls did nothing. Amber motions for Cyrus to grab a chair from ringside, and does so with a moment's hesitation. He slides it in the ring just as Amber pulls Onyx up for the Original Sin. DING! DING!! DING!!! The timekeeper continues hitting the bell, but this doesn’t stop the Archetypes. In fact, it makes Cyrus step toward the timekeeper, rip the bell away from him and launch to the other end of ringside. ✦BRIAN MASON: What the hell?! Where is Annie?! ✦JACK WARREN: You people should’ve learned a long time ago that that worm isn’t to be trusted. Staring out at the booing crowd, Amber moves right overtop of the steel chair and spikes Onyx’s head into for the second double arm DDT! ✦BRIAN MASON: What a loser! Onyx won this match, and in quick fashion might I add! ✦JACK WARREN: Does she look like a winner now? Amber spits next to Onyx lifeless body as Cyrus swipes his feet off the mat and accompanies his partner out of the ring. Cyrus is heard yelling “Few more weeks and your comeback run is over!” On-site trainers immediately rushed to the ring, Onyx not moving after the second DDT. They take precautionary measures as wrap Onyx’s head in neck brace and strap her to a stretcher, the crowd giving her a standing ovation as she’s wheeled up the ramp. WINNER: Onyx via pinfall (0:07) |
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| Sean Sands | May 15 2017, 11:46 PM Post #10 |
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![]() There’s a huge favorable reaction at the vision of a Hall of Famer clad in his long sleeve compression and El Pilar t-shirt over it with his wrestling tights on underneath. Jason Mentez walks with his La Pena chain hanging around his neck with a smirk on his face hearing a few cheers in the distance. He looks left to right with a deeper focus in his eyes than the normal jovial demeanor he tends to have. Can assume that’s due to his main event match tonight as well as words exchanged early in the week on social media between himself and others. On the exterior he rarely cares and truly feels he doesn’t have much left to prove other than the love of the scrap and the fight. Interior these notions of him being just that, a joke, and nothing more is starting to play on his ‘stability’ so to speak. Turning the corner he grabs a Body Armor drink off the catering table and after opening it stops dead in his tracks to see Nest further down the hall. No one around. No one near. Just him. Nest’s posture is different than previous times Jason has seen him but thinks nothing of it as he approaches him drinking some of the Blackout Berry Flavor. Once closer Jason calls out to him.. ✦JASON MENTEZ: Yo, Nestdrone!? What’s good doe?! Once Nest turns toward a preparing war ready Jason Mentez he can see easily that something is wrong with him. Mentez looks a little longer at Nest as he seems to look completely out on his feet unaware of where he even is. Nest back looks at Mentez and doesn’t even make Jason out or recognize who he is almost paying no attention to him even though Mentez called out to him. This makes Jason shake his head before getting right next to Nest and snapping his fingers at him. ✦JASON MENTEZ: Aye, you stupid maf(bleep)er, what’s wrong wit you? Jason snaps his fingers a few more times then just chuckles looking at Nest. ✦JASON MENTEZ: Man, what a sight. What a waste to be real. You out here with the chance to do more than enuff on ya own. Rather be used like a bitch in the bathroom stall? Huh bonita bitch? Nest’s eyes widen as he starts realizing who is speaking to him and in the tone he’s speaking in. He starts wobbling after Jason who just keeps backing up and watching him struggle. ✦NEST: ...Mentez… Nest lowly uttered almost under his breath. His fists begin to ball up, but the beast is too weak to full clasp his hands together. Jason shakes his head. ✦JASON MENTEZ: Nigga you can kill Cole with just two fingers. You know Cole just runnin you up doe rite? Telling you the hopes n dreams dat come off yo shoulders n work but you won’t see a piece of dat pie rite? Yo stupid, do you not see dat shit? Think you don’t get what’s coming to you just cause you get used? Jason looks behind him a little and smirks at the open door closeby. Looking back at a now mad Nest he starts heading toward the open locker room door while wrapping La Pena from his neck to around his right fist. ✦JASON MENTEZ: Nah mango bajito...you getting whats coming first yo boys soon to follow. Nest rushes in after Mentez into the locker room and the door closes and all you can hear is the banging and clashing of fighting all over the room. The sound of metal meeting bone and the continuous struggle of loud shouting and yelling. Moments later Banahan, Cole and Charlie Valentine rush in from the side into the camera view as Charlie shoulders the locker room door until it opens. The camera catching view of the immobile and heavily bleeding Nest sprawled out on the floor and Jason stepping over him with his La Pena chain still wrapped around his right hand dripping blood. The look in Jason’s eyes, feral...pure and simple breathing heavy as he looks at his two new targets. Charlie Valentine splits just as quickly as he helped open the door wanting no part of this staredown or any physical altercation. Meanwhile, Cole stands there and pulls out an empty syringe nodding toward the unconscious Nest on the floor. ✦BANAHAN, COLE: Heh...heheheh...oh you thought you accomplished something? Charlie could have taken Nest on in the state he is in, currently. Jason chuckles at that moving toward Cole with an expression of pure painful intent. ✦JASON MENTEZ: Yeah eh? N what about your state rite now? You healthy rite? Lets us see. As soon as Jason breaks into more of a sprint the security personnel push into the locker room along medical personnel and officials to break up the pow wow. The big men gather Jason first pulling him back far away from Cole while Cole just smirks looking down at the fallen Nest and the bodies between them all trying to help the large man out on the cold concrete. ✦BANAHAN, COLE: Not one of you ruffians best lay a hand upon me. As for you, Mentez, you know nothing. You ARE nothing! Cole looks down at the officials trying to help Nest. ✦BANAHAN, COLE: He will be fine. Just get this scum away from here at once. ![]() As Lyza Reyes is being checked over by the medical staff backstage, Team DLC watches from a distance, both holding their HKW World Tag Team championships. Jones walks over to the first doctor closest to himself and Inferno and grabs them by the shoulder. ✦ZACK JONES: She gonna be alright, doc? The doctor just gives Zack a nod before Jones lets him go. The doctor walks away before Zack moves forward and looks at Lyza for a bit as she’s being checked over by the medical staff, some of them muttering that they’re doing these things “just to make sure”. ✦ZACK JONES: Sorry about what happened out there. I know you probably wanted a clean match out of Ace but I guess Bianca and Veronica decided otherwise. Lyza does her best to stay still and cooperative as the medical team do their jobs. She looks over at Zack and Inferno, smiling halfway for reassurance of her well-being. ✦LYZA REYES: It really blows they felt the need to get involved like that. Don’t they have faith in their dude Ace? He’s still the uh Zero Gravity Champion?! ...OW! She yelps after a cotton ball filled with alcohol touches her wounded flesh. ✦LYZA REYES: To heck with it! They better not try anything “cute” when they face you guys later tonight. A scowl appears on her features, unusual for the quirky woman from Queens. ✦INFERNO: T’ch...they think they’re cute, so they will try to be cute. ✦JACOB: If young Ferno doesn’t tru… ✦INFERNO, ZACK JONES, LYZA REYES, DOCTOR: WE GET IT! ✦JACOB: Well fu[DJ Scratch] A red x appears over the scene. It restarts from Inferno’s last line after a bit of static. ✦INFERNO: T’ch...they think they’re cute, so they will try to be cute. Thankfully neither is actually cute.Their failure is inevitable. As it always is. Zack slaps Inferno on the back before he turns to Lyza. ✦ZACK JONES: Look, all three of us are tired of the Pretty Committee’s crap. Now that they’ve got Ace possibly doing dirty work for them because of something they hold over him, they’ve become even more annoying...and more threatening to our reign. They almost cost you yours tonight. I’m sure Ace will be around to try and cost us ours. Jones shakes his head. ✦ZACK JONES: They’ve puffed up their chests and they’ve talked all this talk about how they can be champions. How they deserve to be champions. And I’m sure all three think they can be better champions. But Inferno and I? We like to fight and defend our titles. You? You like to fight and defend. As far as I’m concerned, we’ve been proving we’re champion material and we’ll continue to prove it past this show. Just get checked out and make sure everything’s fine. We’ll go handle the Pretty Committee. Lyza raises her brows in place of a nod. ✦LYZA REYES: I know that's right! The Pretty Committee need to learn a tough lesson. They're used to getting everything handed to them outside of Hard Knox based on superficiality, and yada yada yada! But here? It's not happening! They can drag Ace across the mud all they want, but we’re no punks! Go. I want to see you guys walking out with the tag titles by the end of the night! Show those overgrown Bratz dolls who's boss! And with that, Team DLC shrug their shoulders as they have nothing to counter. Lyza does the wink and guns pose, making a clicking sound with her tongue as the tag team champs walk away with their game faces. Lyza watches them leave the scene, turning her attention back to the medical staff. ✦LYZA REYES: Vamos, doc! I'm not sitting out here to get a manicure. Team Rocket’s got something up their sleeve, and I gotta make sure Meowth doesn't stick his claws where they don't belong… The medic finishes attending Lyza, and gestures that she's good to go. The scene fades to the ITV Champion hopping off the examination table with a look of determination on her face. ![]() ✦WHISPER VIPERI: The following match is a tag team match scheduled for one fall and it is for the HKW World Tag Team cha- Whisper is cut off when Zack Jones falls through the curtain and down onto the stage. Seconds later, Inferno falls out and the World Tag Team champions are lying on the stage, hurting. That’s when Bianca Davis, Veronica Taylor, and an annoyed Ace Watson all step out from behind the back and receive a massive chorus of boos. ✦BRIAN MASON: Oh, this is just flat out stupid! Zack and Inferno getting attacked before their match?! Come on now! ✦JACK WARREN: Mase, this might actually be genius! They are about to hurt Team DLC and then get them in the ring and force the match to start anyway! Bianca kicks Zack right in the ribs, forcing him to roll down the ramp. She and Veronica then grab Zack by his hair and begin dragging him down to the ring, his title still strapped around his waist. Meanwhile, Ace boots Inferno in the head reluctantly and sends him falling down the ramp as well. He then gets him up and rolls him into the ring and enters the ring before he mounts the PDW legend and punches away at him. ✦BRIAN MASON: This is getting ridiculous! ✦JACK WARREN: Team DLC’s reign is coming to a real solid end tonight. My day is made! Bianca and Veronica then get Zack up to both feet before tossing him right into the steel steps, forcing him to hit it back first! They then grab him and toss him into the ring before sliding in and stomping away at him. Once the two women think it’s enough, they tell Ace to get out of the ring before ripping the titles off of Zack and Inferno’s waists and handing them over to the ref, screaming at him to start the match. ✦BRIAN MASON: He can’t possibly let them start this match, right? ✦JACK WARREN: Why not? The champions are here and they’re dressed to wrestle! Never said they had to be in tip-top shape! The ref reluctantly hands the titles away and checks on Team DLC before shaking his head and tell Pretty Committee they need to have at least one member standing to start the match. Bianca moves closer towards Zack, but the audience begins to cheer, confusing Davis until she turns to see Lyza Reyes running down the aisle, chair in hand! She takes a wild swing at Ace, who ducks and hightails it out before running into the ring and going after Davis and Taylor, who also dip out before they can get harmed! ✦BRIAN MASON: Thank God for Lyza Reyes! ✦JACK WARREN: Maaaaan, my day is ruined now...until I see this kid faceplant on YouTube. Lyza stares daggers at the three attackers before helping Inferno and Zack up. The ref hands the two men their championships back before Jones, clearly angered, screams for a microphone, having one given to him within seconds. Jones, furious, then turns to Pretty Committee and Watson. ✦ZACK JONES: I’m getting real tired of this crap. We came out here tonight to have a goddamn tag team match for these titles that you guys THINK you deserve and guess what we got? We got these three attacking us as we’re in the gorilla position, just so they can get an upper hand. Zack shakes his head. ✦ZACK JONES: This is why nobody takes you seriously. Because you need to pull this crap. Because you need to cheat to win constantly. Hell, if you had fought us legitimately tonight, you would’ve at the least had our respect. You would’ve, at the most, had our respect and the titles we’re currently holding and will continue to hold following this show due to what you guys just pulled. Jones then looks at Reyes before turning back to his three foes. ✦ZACK JONES: But you know what? I just got an idea. Let me discuss it with my peeps over here. Jones then lowers the mic and he, Lyza, and Inferno form a small little circle where they discuss some things with one another before they all nod in agreement and Zack turns back to the three once again. ✦ZACK JONES: After talking to Dragonzord Master Inferno and Jupiter’s top talent over here, we’ve decided that we’re going to give the three of you one more chance. Control, you three versus us three. The winning team? Inferno, Lyza, and Zack raises their titles high. ✦ZACK JONES: THEY. TAKE. ALL! Jones drops the mic afterwards and he and his two partners and Control tap their titles together as Pretty Committee and Ace Watson both seem to be nodding, knowing that they could win the titles they had shots at tonight as we cut elsewhere. WINNERS: N/A (0:00) |
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