| DEFIANCE LXXI Aftermath; Open Challenge? | |
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| Jackie Fowler | May 22 2018, 05:30 PM Post #1 |
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![]() As the footage picks up in the parking lot of the Mississippi Coliseum, a figure zips by on a segway, loud and audible Britpop music blasting out of the headphones upon his ears. His hair and beard are scruffy as standard, but he is dressed in a stunning tweed Prada suit, a pair of designer sunglasses upon his face and a dazzling championship belt around his waist. He flies by on the segway, being chased by a fluffy white cat until he vanishes from the scene. Seconds go by, and he drives back into view, halting in front of the camera, holding the white cat and stroking it like he was a master Bond villain. The figure is none other than the Dynasty Champion, Jackson Lorenzo Fowler, M.B.E. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Whoa, whoa, whoa, sweet child o’mine! Can’t a lad have a nice relaxing week off work without the cameras gettin’ right into me mug? Can’t the Dynasty Champion have a little me time, kick back and simply enjoy the show? After all the battles I’ve been through over the past calender year, and the long travelled road to get where I am today, don’t I deserve a breather? After all, last time you saw me I went through the most hellacious, mind breaking and gruesome cage match in Hard Knox Wrestling history, a match that made headlines worldwide, the talk of social media, mainstream attention for the most barbaric showcase in HKW’s entire existence, a match that Big Dave Scriven awarded the mighty five star rating to... Fowler, who was speaking with grim determination and assurance, couldn’t keep a straight face for much long, bursting out laughing in that broad Northern fashion of his. He had to remove the sunglasses from his eyes as he wiped away a tear, shaking his head for the comment he just made. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: … areet, maybe he gave it minus five stars. Maybe people called it the biggest waste of a cage match in wrestling history, maybe most people missed the entire match in a blink of an eye and thought the entire thing had been fucking left off the card and forgotten about. One move man. One frickin’ move was all it took to knock the ‘biggest threat to my career’ out in one, leaving up flopping on the floor like a sea bass out of water. It just… It tickles me so frickin’ much. Fowler laughed some more, his miserable demonic cat Fluffykins seemingly having enough of the jovial tone and hopped off and away, probably to slaughter the entire backroom staff or some shit… ahem. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: But it were also the match that told the entire fucking world not to mess with the Bastard of Bowland. You see, Nest were one of the most brutal and terrifying stars on the roster, feared the world over and many were expecting him to flatten me once we got into that steel cage. But nah, I don’t play like that, and I put him in his place in one fucking moment with one fucking move that I ain’t ever even hit before. Fowler winked to the camera, holding up a frog which he seemingly pulled out of nowhere. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Shout out to the Frog with that kick! The frog hopped off his hand and away, likely to help slaughter the entire backroom staff along with the cat. Jackie straightened his tie, winking to the camera once more as he tapped his Dynasty title proudly. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: I ain’t messing about, lads and ladettes, and you should have really realised that by now. Nest just thought he could cruise right through this, and I proved him wrong. And now he is all but lost, a fat, flabby shadow of the man he once was and all he can blame is himself… and my fucking Prada shoe. Fowler did a little twirl in his sharpest of suits, well known for having a fashion sponsorship from the designer giant. He grinned again, cracking off another bout of broad and confident laughter. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: Now, what is this pile of piss and shit in Prada gonna do now, eh? Well, I were here scouting out the competition, checking out the roster for all it’s worth both as a fan, and a man hungry for a challenge. With all the bullshit of UE and the Reapers and all the other crap that has hounded me for the past year gone by the wayside, on Defiance I can finally enjoy being a champion and look towards what I do best. Fightin’ like a motherfucker. Fowler unhooks his belt, showing it to the camera as he lays down his challenge with a grin. ✦JACKIE FOWLER: So let me lay it all down on the line now, eh? From next week onwards, I’m hosting an open challenge for the Dynasty Championship. That’s right, open challenge. Whether you’re from Defiance, Subversion, RISE, Underground, I don’t give a flyer. Come on down to the Red Brand, and leave red faced. It’s as simple as that. Meet me in the ring, title on the line. Come an’ have a go if you think you’re hard enough! Jackie gave another wink to the camera, before boarding his segway and riding off into the distance, likely to help stop his cat Fluffykins and a random frog slaughtering the entire backroom staff because he’s a motherfucking hero. |
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