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Post by Dylan on Jan 27, 2020 19:30:36 GMT -5
There is light murmurs in the Memphis Pyramid at the night after Supremacy and the awards are about to be started. Blood, Tears, Dust by Lacuna Coil hits the PA and there is a chorus of boos. From left stage steps out Dylan Black, clad in a 3 piece suit. He has a blank look on his face before a slight smirk overcomes it, he then bows for the boos. He walks up to a center podium and pulls some cards out of his pocket.
Dylan: Hello all, and welcome to the 2019 XHF Awards Show! I know it's weird that I'm here, after saying I'd never step foot in the US again, but Mongo called me up. Apparently, he wanted Jeffrey Viper to host these awards, AGAIN! But, Jeff is serving a life sentence for being an asshat, so Mongo requested a superior Viper. So here I am, the presenter of the 2019 XHF Awards!
He clears his throat.
Dylan: Now, before we get underway with the awards tonight, I've been told that AWF is going to host their 2019 Hall of Fame ceremony. At this time, help me give a warm welcome to the presenter of the first Hall of Fame...ring? He is one half of the XHF Tag Team Champions, please welcome Ryan Young!
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Post by ASHTON HENARE on Jan 27, 2020 21:59:17 GMT -5
The sounds of Save That Shit by Lil Peep begins to play as all the lights in the room turn to a shade of pink.
Fuck my life, can't say that girl Don't tell me you can save that shit All she want is payback for the way I always play that shit You ain't getting nothing, now I'm saying Don't tell me you is Nothin' like them other motherfuckers
Ryan Young walks up onto the stage with the XHF Tag Team Championship over his shoulder, still suffering the effects of his injuries from last night's Supremacy. He makes his way to the podium with a smile on his face as the music begins to stop and the lights dim back to normal.
Ryan Young: It's an honor to be here tonight welcoming someone to the AWF Hall of Fame, now this man has done so much throughout his time in AWF and the XHF as well, from winning the AWF Prestige Championship to the XHF X*Crown Championship and winning the XHF Tag Team Championships to even winning the XHF Rumble last year. He won the Fired Up Tournament of 2018 and managed to become the longest reigning AWF United States Champion of all time. He's remembered for his matches with Maverick, Chris Card, Kuroi, Jack Diamond, Bobby Barratt and then War Games last month and hell... even last night against Michael Storm. I think you guys should know him by now, so please welcome the newest member of the AWF Hall of Fame... He is current AWF Prestige Champion and my closest friend... SETH DILLINGER!
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Post by Seth Dillinger on Jan 28, 2020 20:07:08 GMT -5
Seth Dillinger rises from his seat and ascends the steps to the stage, jaw completely open and in total shock. Ryan gives him a big smile and a handshake, which Seth immediately pulls in for a hug. Ryan steps away from the podium as Seth stares out in disbelief, saying nothing for a second. Finally, he speaks.
Seth: Like... holy shit, guys!
Seth immediately goes to cover his mouth, recognizing that he swore.
Seth: Sorry, Felix. You can fine me for that if you want. This is just incredible.
He takes a deep breath and lets it out in a burst of air in the microphone, clearly unprepared for this.
Seth: When I was waking up from my fog two years ago and decided to give this career a shot, I never in a million years would've imagined that I'd be here two years later. It has been... well, honestly, a lot of work. A lot of pain and a lot of fun, too. Two years just going nonstop. I've never even thought about taking a break, because the first time I stepped foot in an AWF ring, I knew that this was exactly what I needed.
The audience gives an appropriate amount of applause as Seth stops, his voice wobbly and cracking a bit from the excitement.
Seth: Y'know, you'd think for these types of things, someone would give you a heads up ahead of time you were getting inducted. I was trying to out-drink Brendan earlier! Shit, I'm a little buzzed...
Seth immediately covers his mouth again.
Seth: Augh. Sorry, Felix. Sorry sorry. I get it. Family friendly.
He takes a moment to compose himself.
Seth: In any case... this is truly an honor. Perhaps the highest honor I've held in my career. Oh sure, the X*Crown was amazing. Beating Legion was amazing. Winning the tag belts with this mother-- uh, with this guy, right here...
Seth points over to Ryan.
Seth: ...those were all amazing moments that I fought hard for. But this means those achievements will live on forever, enshrined in the Hall of Fame. That's incredible. It's just... it boggles the mind!
He shakes his head for a moment, soaking in the gravity of the situation.
Seth: Like I said, two years going hard without a break is a long time. I don't know how much longer my body will take the sort of punishment it gets put through, as many of my opponents have pointed out, but I can promise you this much... as long as my brain is sending signals to my limbs and I'm able to carry myself down to that ring, I'm going to keep going, and keep fighting, and keep putting out the best stuff I can, because this ring beats a needle in my arm or a pill in my mouth any day. This career saved me. This company saved me. You -- the fans -- saved me. And the least I can do is give something back.
He raises his hands up in celebration.
Seth: Thank you all. So much.
The audience roars as Seth heads off-stage, waving goodbye before putting an arm around Ryan's shoulder and disappearing.
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Post by Seth Dillinger on Jan 28, 2020 20:08:43 GMT -5
The ceremony is about to move on but Seth darts back out to stage with reckless speed and leans into the microphone.
Seth: Bobby sucks, Jack sucks, Icons suck!
He quickly darts back off again.
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Post by Dylan on Jan 28, 2020 22:49:30 GMT -5
Dylan tries to hide the grin on his face, to no avail. He walks back up to the podium, holding in laughter. He taps the mic once.
Dylan: Congrats to Seth. That is a huge, huge honor. We'll now be handing out our first XHF-branded award tonight, the coveted "Key to the XHF Award." This award goes to the person who the fans love to cheer the most; the biggest babyface there could be. We had five recipients nominated for this award. First and foremost, the ever-talented Chris Card! Pause for dramatic effect, as cheers and clapping take place.Dylan: Next up, the former PSW Phantomweight Champion Donny Deville. The PSW loyals cheer!Dylan: There's the 2019 End of Days briefcase winner and MCCW fan favorite Death Trap! The MCCW loyals cheer!Dylan: The current J-Rok Idols of Sakura Champion, Momoko Honda! The J-Rok loyals cheer!Dylan: And... newly crowned AWF Hall of Famer Seth Dillinger. Dylan: In 2017, Jackson Steele was given the key. Last year, Seth took home the cake. Who is going to win it this year? Drumroll please... :drum: Dylan: The winner, of the 2019 Key to the XHF Award, by a motherfricken landslide is...
{Spoiler} Dylan: SETH DILLINGER! GET BACK UP HERE! Dylan steps out of the way for Seth.
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Post by Seth Dillinger on Jan 28, 2020 23:33:35 GMT -5
Seth wanders back on-stage from off-camera Seth: Wha..really? Seth holds a beer he has just procured from backstage in one hand. He shrugs and takes a big swig. Seth: Again, guys, like... wow. Two years in a row. Back to back. He looks out at the crowd, a slightly drunken smile on his face. Seth: I guess it goes to show you that... yeah, fighting the good fight? That's pretty cool, my dudes. He raises a beer in the air. Seth: Cheers to everyone. He nods and takes a swig... but pulls it back at the last second. Seth: Oh... except the Icons. He smirks. Seth: Fuck the Icons. Seth shrugs before taking a sip. He smacks his lips and lets out a satisfied sigh. Seth: Winning this award and publicly inviting Bobby and Jack to huff my taint... two years in a row. I guess it's a tradition at this point! Seth waves to the crowd and heads back off-camera (cough cough Kuroi cough cough)
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Post by Dylan on Jan 29, 2020 0:04:11 GMT -5
Dylan: Many congratulations to Seth, truly well deserved. Watches Seth drunkenly stumble back to where he came from.Dylan: Alright, our next award is the Rags to Riches Award. This award goes to someone who has had a complete transformation of character and had the most improvements of anyone throughout the year. This award is brand new, so whoever wins this will be the first ever to win it. Exciting, oooh! Dylan opens an envelope.Dylan: Okay, the nominees for this award are Nausicaa Suzuki, Johnny Sniper, Hyperion, Matt Simpson... who is he? And the former X*Crown Champion Maverick! Let us have a drumroll for who gets to walk home with the first edition of this award. :drum: Dylan: The winner, of the Rags to Riches Award...
{Spoiler} Dylan: MAVERICK! Come on down, ex-champ! Dylan once again moves out of the way, letting the winner take the spotlight.
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Post by Mav. on Jan 29, 2020 0:15:39 GMT -5
Inception begins to play as the former X*Crown Champion makes his way up onto the stage to accept his award.
Maverick: I guess... There's no surprise that 2019 was a real Rags To Riches for me, starting off the year on a high note and from there on it was a very, very rocky road. Losing out matches for the Prestige Championship, the X*Crown Championship twice and the AXW Undisputed Championship. The only high from that period would have to be winning the XHF Tag Team Championships with Nathan Santiago.
The crowd slightly boo at the mention of that name.
Maverick: But then I retired... unofficially? I guess so. Rocked up in the Realms, made a fucking comeback story, had a few more slips and then won the big one. I got to end the year as the XHF X*Crown Champion, like I promised myself this time last year. That's all I've been chasing for, that's all I wanted in my life. Although I cannot say I hold it now to this day, I wish Zoran the best of luck with the championship. He truly deserved it. Thank you and good night.
He takes his award and raises it up high before exiting the stage.
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Post by Dylan on Jan 29, 2020 11:38:53 GMT -5
Dylan politely claps, nodding.Dylan: Congrats again to Maverick. This next award is another brand-new award, meaning the person who wins it will be the inaugural winner. This award is the Rookie of the Year award. It goes to someone who debuted under the XHF banner in 2019, and has since taken the company by storm. There are four nominees for this award; Ultimate Wrestling Tag Team Champion Dasha Ivanova, former XHF Phoenix Champion Tommy Strychnine, XHF Tag Team Champion Ryan Young, and the last-ever AXW Undisputed Champion Vincent Draven. All four of these people had impressive debuts, and left quite the mark on us all to be nominated for such an award. Folks, let us have a drumroll as we reveal who is XHF's ROOKIE OF THE YEAR! Please help me give a warm reception to... :drum: Dylan opens an envelope.
{Spoiler} Dylan: VINCENT DRAVEN! YOU'RE THE 2019 ROOKIE OF THE YEAR! COME ON DOWN!
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FKA Draven | Former X*Crown Champion | Former XHF JHW Champion
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Post by MYŌJIN on Jan 29, 2020 16:59:11 GMT -5
Some cheers are heard once Vincent Draven’s name was announced as XHF’s inaugural Rookie of the Year. However the cheering and applauding soon died down to quiet confusion as he seemed nowhere in sight. Not even his theme playing. Though, the lights begin to flicker- causing a slight gasp from the audience. The room goes completely black for a few moments as the confusion grows into nervous murmuring.. While silence.
Until the lights flicker back on, and Vincent Draven is standing nonchalantly on the stage, The crowd understandably shaken up by his sudden appearance. He wears a neutral gaze as he slowly looks around the room and steps towards the microphone. People a little uncomfortable his tense stare.
Vincent Draven: 2019. I have seen many years, decades, and even a few centuries go by- but 2019 has definitely been one of the most memorable. I went from Destiny Wrestling, to AXW, and then AWF all under one year. It’s been an amusing time. Now to most of you, I’m well-known because I defeated a delusional narcissist and took his precious Undisputed Championsh-
The audience began to clap and cheer at the mention of Draven’s victory at Lay Rest To The Wicked. A menacing scowl forms on his face, he’s clearly annoyed.
Vincent Draven: Let. Me. Finish.
The aggressive hiss from his voice is more than enough to shut the crowd up back into dead silence.
Vincent Draven: As I was saying.. Most of you know me for my time at AXW and becoming the last ever AXW Undisputed Championship. I’ve even grown to have people actually like me, which is surprising but definitely welcome. I appreciate the support… Thank you.
The crowd’s a bit stunned by that. Is this the same Draven?
Vincent Draven: Though I also have a message for the people who don’t. The ones that think I may have peaked at the moment, or that I was lucky, or that would be my fifteen seconds of fame and success- Let me make one thing clear...
Vincent Draven: I was just getting started. You see, AWF is a new challenge. A new beast to conquer, and more importantly- New fights have to have. Like for example, Ryan Young last night.
The vampire pauses as the crowd cheers at the mention of the LGBTKO member’s name. This time allowing them to do so.
Vincent Draven: Gave me a fight that I would consider a highlight. Hopefully, that won’t be the last time he and I meet in the squared circle. Against each other or possibly with each other- And if that’s just a taste of what AWF has to offer, well believe me- I am starving for more.
The Prince of Darkness picks up his award. Looking it over as he slowly licks his lips, baring his fangs for a few moments. A mischievous grins grow on his face.
Vincent Draven: Now if you all will excuse me- I have a United States Championship tournament to look forward to in about two weeks.
Just like that, the lights go out and the room goes pitch black without missing a step. The lights flicker back on and he has disappeared.
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Post by Dylan on Jan 29, 2020 19:28:52 GMT -5
Dylan walks back up.Dylan: Wow, spooky! Alright, this next award is a bit of a yang to the yin that is the Key to the XHF Award. The XHF Network's Kingpin award is destined for someone who is thoroughly detested by the fans. Through and through, the only thing they can take is brutal jeers. No sympathy for these guys! Dylan: Our nominees for this category are as follows; Hyperion, former leader of Legion. Kuroi, follower within the Legion. Michael Storm, who was just defeated last night at Supremacy. Anthony Caffrey, the longest-reigning AXW Undisputed Champion. Stormcrow, who now goes by Tommy Kelly as the leader of The Pack. And STRiFE, the current Goddess of Sakura champion and leader of Kado. Eugh, just talking about these six makes my skin crawl. Dylan: This award has been won by the likes of Rob Arnold and Jack Diamond. Both former X*Crown Champions. This is a prestigious class to share with them. There can only be one winner tonight though, one who is truly the most detested within the XHF. Who can it be? Who is so similar to Rob and Jack that they win this award? Only one way to find out. You know the drill now! :drum: Dylan: The winner, and 2019's XHF Network Kingpin... Dylan opens the envelope, grimaces, and sighs.
Dylan: In a freaking landslide, Anthony Caffrey! Come on down!
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Post by anthonycaffrey on Jan 29, 2020 21:31:54 GMT -5
The cameras immediately all turn to Anthony Caffrey’s seat as his entrance theme, a violin cover of “My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark”, plays over the speakers. The seat is notably empty. The crowd boos Caffrey ditching the ceremony… at least until they see him, nearly sprinting down the way to accept his award. Once he reaches the steps, his sprint slows down to nearly a crawl, as he spots Dylan Black. Instead of accepting the award from him like everyone else, Caffrey literally shoos Black until he leaves the stage. The booing only gets louder as Caffrey takes the podium. He leans both of his hands on the front of the podium, indicating his tipsiness. He looks back at the chart of votes and points at it.
Caffrey: Look at that thing! Ain’t it a fuckin’ beauty?
He smiles as the crowd gasps at Caffrey cursing. Caffrey shakes his finger “no” and pulls out his checkbook and a spare pen from the coat of his tuxedo. He scribbles something down on the check and holds it up.
Caffrey: Here, Mongo -- here’s my payment for everything I’m about to say. I’ll leave it blank, you can figure it out. Not like I care --- I sold a freaking HOTEL in 2019! KAA-CHIIING!
He laughs and looks at his award. A moment of brief sobriety strikes him as he turns it over in his hand.
Caffrey: Man, if all of you had seen what I just said outside about these things… well…
He shakes his head, deciding it might be best to not reference the whole speech where the point, for some who may have missed it, was that despite the personal value you put on them, the awards ultimately don’t mean shit compared to the wrestling. He puts the pen away and reaches into his pocket, pulling out a nicely-folded speech. He begins to unfold the speech as the crowd boos him.
Caffrey: Oh, come on--- you all didn’t think Anthony Caffrey, the guy who has never shut up like, ever, wouldn’t have a speech?
He points at the director of the show, just offstage.
Caffrey: You even think about giving me a “wrap it up”, I’ll kick your ass.
The somewhat intoxicated former champion is not exactly making friends. He turns back to the screen displaying the votes.
Caffrey: Take a look at that! 68.2% of the vote! Wow! Ya know, this speech I got in my hand here is not for those of you who voted for me. To those of you with brains in your heads, thank you. It means a lot. No, no, instead -- let’s talk about this 31.8%. Because here’s the thing: the way I look at this graph, I see about two thirds of the people who know the answer and accept it. And then I see one third of this graph and see people who know what the answer is and absolutely hate that I’m standing up here, which in its own way, means I deserve to stand up here. Your votes of spite couldn’t keep me down and just like every fan has ever learned, your disapproval doesn’t mean shit. I’m still up here, but thank you for proving the point everyone else knew already.
The boos have simply not stopped. Caffrey does not give a single damn about the award etiquette.
Caffrey: Let me you tell a 100% true story. Last year, I was nominated for this award. Me, some other guy, and Bobby Barratt. Bobby ends up winning, and I end up sitting in my seat stewing over it, going “hell no, that’s gonna be next year”. And you know what I did? I made it my goal. I spraypainted a tombstone, legally stole a hotel from an idiot after trashing it, and ruled over at least one company with an ironfist.
He winks at the camera for a very specific section of the crowd watching at home.
Caffrey: I look out and I see a bunch of people who last year went, “Who the hell is that?” And this year -- just like last -- they don’t have any titles around their waists. They aren’t winning anything tonight. They’re the same people after the show who will preach about humility to me like being humble ever earned them shit! Hell, we all know I’m so good, that if you could somehow manage to beat me, as Vin-Vin-Vin- as that other guy just showed, you’d win an award!
Caffrey awkwardly shakes his head. Still can’t really get through the guy’s name while drunk. Duly noted.
Caffrey: This award is a testament to two things: #1) my work ethic. I work harder than each and every one of you. You all sit there and dream of punching me in the face and getting me to shut the fuck up, yet none of you do anything about it. Instead, you choose to bitch and complain about me, and then you tear your fellow wrestlers down for having the nerve to try to stand up to me. I have heard countless arguments that the guys who come fight me aren’t to my level when they sit on their hands and do nothing. Guess what, geniuses? No one’s at my level. That’s why they aren't as good as me! Durr!
Caffrey drunkenly mocks the crowd. The producers on the sides of the stage look at ways of potentially getting him off stage as he continues his rant.
Caffrey: And #2) my vision. I see things before everyone else. While you’re all only watching the show you’re on, I’m keeping my eyes open. While you all passed over me at first, I knew immediately that when I got my hands on every big target, one by one the dominoes would fall. Duke -- no Duke, put it back in your pants, no one wants to see me kick your ass again…
He laughs. A few members of the crowd begrudgingly laugh as well, but most keep up their disapproval.
Caffrey: Card, Bobby, Maverick, Storm… it’s almost like outside of the AWF press machine, there are other talented wrestlers out there. Who would have thunk? And this year? This year, with my vision, I predicted SWAT’s come-up. In just a short period of time from now, I will enter their Rumble, and in a preview of the one in April, I will win their Rumble and go on to beat Johnnie Valentine to become the SWAT Heavyweight Champion. They will continue to rise, and I will break every rule by becoming both the SWAT World Champion and the AWF World Champion. And with this vision, I have spoken these words, and tomorrow I will go back to work to make them a reality. While everyone who’s currently giving me an earful would rather complain, I’ll be back in the gym tomorrow. I’ll be back studying tape, learning how to get even better than I already am. You’ll lay in bed hungover as hell, I’ll be sprinting towards my next finish line on the treadmill. And that’s why I’m the XHF Kingpin of the Year.
The crowd’s booing finally begins to fade as they realize Caffrey is wrapping up.
Caffrey: And next year… next year I’ll be holding another one of these awards. My only questions: will you all be booing me, or will you some of you grow a spine and win an award yourselves? I can’t tell you the answers, but we can all be damn sure that I already know 'em.
Caffrey smiles his sinister smile as he exits the stage. When he arrives back at his table, he toasts himself with a new glass of wine, soaking up the booing from the crowd.
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OOC: Many, many thanks for this award. I know we’ve all not always been the best of friends, but I appreciate the sentiment expressed by you all by voting for me. Thank you for being a welcoming community to me over the past year or so, I never thought I would feel so passionately about e-fedding ever again. I’ve enjoyed the late-night chats and getting to pick a lot of your brains about this crazy little hobby, and I look forward to another year of challenges, surprises, and many more laughs along the way. Take care. - Caff.
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Post by Dylan on Jan 29, 2020 23:45:13 GMT -5
Dylan strolls back onto stage, grimacing.Dylan: What a prick. Eugh. Anywho, our next award is the XHF Network Platinum Award. This one goes to the best theme song in all the XHF. The recipient's theme is hip; it's groovy. The song sparks emotion and musical delight from the fans. There were nine nomi-NINE NOMINEES? Jesus. Nine nominees for this category, now I shall list off... each person... and their... theme song... great.He takes a deep breath, to finish this listing off as quickly as possible.Dylan: Bucky Knight, Dead's Man Hand by The Moonshine Bandits. Chris Card, Good Luck, You're Fucked by CelldWeller. Jackson Steele, The Ecstacy Of Gold (Modena Version) by Ennio Marricone. James Dragon, Leda Atomica by Year Long Disaster. Kira Izumi, The IIID Empire by Dir En Grey. Maverick, Inception (Junkie XL Remix) by Hanz Zimmer. Ryan Young, Save That Shit by Lil Peep. Seth Dillinger, Timebomb by Beck. And Yusuke Kabuto, Battlecry by Nejabes. He gasps for air.Dylan: Holy crap, what a mouthful. Okay, last year Bobby Barratt won this award. And spoiler, there's a reason his name isn't up here as the defending champ of the award. He leans in close, whispering.Dylan: It's because your new theme song frickin sucks! The crowd laugh at that. Dylan recomposes himself.Dylan: Anyways, let us see the scores. WHO HAS THE BEST THEME, AS CHOSEN BY THE FANS?
{Spoiler} Dylan: Well damn... it's a tie. And we can't have that, we're not AWF. He winks at Felix Ziko in the crowd.
Dylan takes a mobile mic, walking out into the crowd. He stops at a random row and starts wading through the sea of people.Dylan: Excuse me, pardon me, whoops sorry, please don't touch me there. YOU SIR! He dramatically points to a docile looking man, who tries his best to hide back from the camera. He fails miserably.Dylan: YOU SIR! YOU ARE A TIEBREAKER! YOU GET TO CHOOSE! WHO DO YOU LIKE MORE, BIG POPPA STEELE OR THE EX-X*CROWN CHAMP? He feebly leans forward, barely audibly whispering...Tiebreaker: J-J-Jackson Steele... Dylan: THERE YOU HAVE IT FOLKS! STEELE, WALK UP THERE AND CLAIM YOUR PRIZE WHILE I WADE OUT OF THIS MESS! (OOC: Going to tag Steele in this as he's currently MIA, but hopefully whenever he returns he sees this and does a silly acceptance speech to an empty hall. Steele)
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Post by Dylan on Jan 30, 2020 0:41:06 GMT -5
Dylan finally makes his way back up to stage.Dylan: So I was told on my way back up here that Jackson Steele is not in attendance tonight. A shame. We'll have Ziko mail his award to him. He shrugs.Dylan: The next award is the ever-coveted Best Stable award. The name speaks for itself, the award goes to the best stable. Every year since this award's inception, only one stable has been able to capture it. The Icons. Will someone be able to dethrone them or will the Icons take home a trifecta of this award? Dylan: The nominees are; The Icons, The Cure, Legion, Sky Force and LGBTKO! The winner of this award is;
{Spoiler} Dylan: LGBTKO! SETH, GET BACK UP HERE BECAUSE YOU, RYAN AND BLOODIED FOX HAVE ANOTHER AWARD TO PICK UP! (OOC NOTE: I will allow one member to speak for a tag/stable to keep things moving.)
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Post by ASHTON HENARE on Jan 30, 2020 3:02:32 GMT -5
"New Magic Wand" by Tyler; The Creator begins to play as both Seth, Fox and Ryan make their way up to the stage to accept the award.
Ryan Young: Well, there's nothing else to say other than... Fuck The Icons.
The crowd within the room cheer loudly.
Seth Dillinger: I- I'd like to make a toast! To The Icons! For being the total failures that they are! WE'VE TAKEN YOUR AWARD BITCHES!
Seth picks up the award and raises it up high before all three walk off the stage and assume their seats once again.
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