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Post by edwarddubin0604 on Jul 29, 2021 20:18:00 GMT -5
(The tron shows Psychotic Goth and Vampira standing in front of what looks like an altar of some sort. They have various objects in front of them and there is something that looks like shrine.)
Vampira: "Tonight we honor three individuals who were icons of SWAT. Two were long deceased and never forgotten and the other recently passed on from this world."
Psychotic Goth: "Tonight we honor both a SWAT's cofounder Reginald P. Packer and SWAT and Hardkore World wrestler Adrian Tanner. Reginald P. Packer was an innovator and someone who knew talent when he saw it. Reginald cared for his wrestlers and listened to them when something came up. I remember when I came to SWAT New England under the management of one The Owl."
(Vampira hands him what looks like a stuffed owl and an urn and Psychotic Goth goes over to the shrine and places them where Reginald P. Packer's picture is and bends to one knee and lowers his head as he raises both arms and places them next to his photo. He returns to the altar and stands next to Vampira.)
Psychotic Goth: "Then there's Adrian Tanner, who set the standard in Hardkore World by winning several championships. No championship escaped his eyes and he went on to win them time after time on separate occasions and never was afraid to take anyone on. He was a true technician and loved Hardkore World and it's style of action. Packer and Tanner shall be forever remembered for how they revolutionized the sport."
(Vampira hands him a handful of Hardkore World championship belts and he goes over to the shrine and takes a knee again and places them in front of Adrian Tanner's photo. He returns to the altar and stands next to Vampira.)
Psychotic Goth: "However, we recently lost a SWAT Amazon, who was one of the participants in the first revival of SWAT Amazons a few years ago. I am talking about Suzi Spitz also known as The Vicious Vixen, who came from Britain and then from New Orleans and from Florida. She would always endorse anything put in front of her."
(Vampira hands him a bottle of water.)
Psychotic Goth: "This was the first bottle of water that Suzi Spitz endorsed. She practically signed it and now you can believe it's probably going to be placed on eBay where greedy hanger ons will try to make a quick buck off her name."
(Vampira hands him the bottled water and he goes over to the shrine and places it on the shrine in front of Suzi Spitz's picture. He returns to the altar next to Vampira.)
Psychotic Goth: "Then there's her action figure that you hear her speak her favorite catchphrases and you can bet this action figures and all the other parts of her collection shall be also sold on eBay. However, this one is for her memory and her memory alone."
(Vampira hands him the whole Suzi Spitz collection and he goes over to the shrine and bends to one knee placing the Suzi Spitz action figure collection next to her picture. He returns to the altar and stands next to Vampira.)
Psychotic Goth: "Finally she was also the first SWAT Amazon to win the SWAT World Heavyweight Championship as well as winning the SWAT Amazons Women's Championship. They should be placing her in the Hall of Fame for those accomplishments alone, because of this dedication to the sport that she loved so much and to this she deserves to be honored."
(Vampira hands over the championship belts and he goes over to Psychotic Goth who goes over to the shrine and places them in front of Suzi Spitz's picture. He gets up and turns to look at the camera as he lowers his head and raises his arms before flinging his head up revealing his pale handsome goth like looks.)
Psychotic Goth: "Suzi Spitz you shall be remembered quite fondly for you accomplishments in the ring and out. Nobody in the wrestling fraternity and sorority ever shall forget you Suzi Spitz. Not now nor forever more. You shall never be forgotten. Thus I have spoken and thus these words shall be recorded in the annals of SWAT history."
(Psychotic Goth roars and the candles flare to life as they start to leave. Psychotic Goth turns to face the camera.)
Psychotic Goth: "David Vector you said you wished to team with me. If that is your wish to team with 'The King of the Goths' and are committed to doing so. Then so shall it be David Vector. However, beware of this warning and this is an iron clad warning from me. I am a loner who will occasionally team up and if it works out it was meant to be. However, do not betray me or you shall see and feel my wrath be fully unleashed. Confirm your full commitment to teaming with me. I have answered your offer and now swear your oath of loyalty to teaming with me. Now if you wish to wrestle me again that is also your choice. Choose one or the other. Commit to teaming with me or face me in a rematch. Choose one because both is not an option. Thus I have spoken on this issue and now let's see what destiny holds."
(He leaves with Vampira and shuts the stone wall door as the scene slowly fades to black.)
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Post by vastrix on Jul 30, 2021 0:54:35 GMT -5
Backstage, Armand von Krauss is stepping out of the shower with a towel around his waist. Getting cleaned up from where he was slimed before heading to the back. He walks over to where his ring gear is sitting on a bench. A woman steps around the corner in a slinky white dress that does nothing to hide her curves. She leans against a locker as she eyes Armand’s body.
Woman: Someone looking like a snack and I’m hungry.
Armand gives her a once over look and just stands there.
Armand von Krauss: Is there something I can do for you, Fräulein?
Woman: They call me Sunshine and there’s a lot that I can do for you honey…
Sunshine reaches for Armand, placing her hands on his chest and caressing him, but Armand shies away.
Armand on Krauss: You’ll have to excuse me. I’m married.
Sunshine makes a show of looking around with a big smile.
Sunshine: I don’t see your wife around? Do you see your wife around? What she doesn’t know won’t hurt her; you know.
Sunshine looks down to what the towel is covering with greedy eyes.
Sunshine: Let me see it a little, Armand. Let me touch it a little. I can make it throw up in my mouth…
Armand steps back, his face the picture of revulsion.
Armand von Krauss: Look. I don’t know who sent you, but that person wasted their money. I am not interested in an affair as I am happily married. Now, if you will excuse me.
Armand walks over to where his things are laying on the bench and grabs his golden cigarette case so that he can light up an Egyptian cigarette. He only gets a puff or two before the cigarette explodes, blinding him. Armand jumps, the towel falls down to the floor.
Armand von Krauss: Was zum Teufel?
Sunshine takes advantage of the moment. She runs over, drops to her knees, and gets right to “work”. We see the top of her head bobbing and Armand’s eyes flutter in pleasure for a moment before he regains control of himself. He pulls himself out of Sunshine’s mouth and backs up to the wall.
Armand von Krauss: I already told you no! I am married!
Sunshine stands up with a wet smile. She reaches to her back, unzipping her dress and letting it fall down to the floor to reveal herself in her full glory. She licks her lips as she walks up to Armand and places her hand on his stiffened member, slowly stroking him.
Sunshine: And as I have told you. I don’t see your wife anywhere. Is she even here or is she in Canada? One of the biggest matches of your career and she’s nowhere to be found? Let Sunshine make it all better for you, love. Everything is a little better with Sunshine!
Armand’s eyes close and he opens his mouth just a little, pleasure temporarily overriding his willpower. Sunshine takes advantage of the moment to kiss Armand passionately.
Armand von Krauss: It’s been so long…my wife…
Sunshine: I understand, Armand. I do. You are alone. So alone. Let me help…
Armand kisses her back, grabs her by the ass, lifts her up, spins the two of them around so that Sunshine is up against the wall, and begins having full on sexual intercourse. Apparently all thoughts of being faithful to his wife, blown from his mind.
Armand grunts as he continues to thrust up into Sunshine. She gasps over and over again in pleasure.
Sunshine: Oh gawd! Oh gawd! See? Keith said that you would be into this, even if you said no.
Armand thrusts in deep and stops, holding himself inside of her. She breathes in deep using her muscles to squeeze his member. Armand looks at her.
Armand von Krauss: Keith Williams sent you?
Sunshine just smiles.
Sunshine: There is a rib off in play? I assume that Rally rigged your cigarette.
Armand von Krauss: And Keith sent me someone so I would cheat on my wife…
Armand spins the two around again and gets her off of him. He gently pushes her away.
Armand von Krauss: Go.
Sunshine: Take it easy. We haven’t finished here yet, dahling.
Armand von Krauss: Get out before I have you {No Means No} and then murdered by clowns!
Sunshine’s eyes go wide with fright. She grabs her dress and runs from the locker room. Armand grabs his cigarette case and slides down the wall until he’s in a squatting position, looking distraught.
Armand von Krauss: I…cheated on my wife, because of a rib…
Armand lights another Egyptian cigarette, sighing in misery as it too explodes after a puff or two.
Armand von Krauss: Fick mein Leben.
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Post by davidvector on Jul 30, 2021 7:55:21 GMT -5
- David Vector is watching on the monitor as Goth accepts his "wish to team with him" in his promo video. Steve Scott (the cameraman, definitely not interviewer) is on the scene taping David's reaction. After being in trouble for his impromptu interviews with David recently he and his team are loathed to ask him anything. Steve can't help himself. -- Hey Rookie are you watching this? - - Huh? Oh it's you again Steve? Yeah. I'm kinda shocked. I'm as confused as a fart in a fan factory. I didn't think his comments last week were anything more than kind words for the new guy. I said as much today and now he thinks I asked him to tag up? - - So you're going to tell him no then? -- Of course I'm not gonna say no. It would be awesome to tag with Goth, but... - - But what? This would be an awesome opportunity to be in the ring with the A-List in SWAT again this early. -- Well that's my only reservation. I already get accused for jumping the queue to even be here in SWAT, holding a spot in front of indi veterans that would love a run here... Now will I be accused of literally "tagging" along in Goth's limelight? Getting the cast off glow of his success by cosying up to him after he kicked my butt...? - I think you're overthinking it. Just tell him "Yes" and worry about any bullshit from the naysayers later. -- That's great advice, thanks. - (David looks down the camera lens) - Psychotic Goth. Thank you for the offer of tagging up some time... I accept. Or in your parlance "Then so shall it be". I understand your caveat that this ain't a regular deal type of thing and yous the lone wolf around here, but if you need a partner to dish out an ass whooping any time soon... I'll be your huckleberry. - - David Vector walks away to prepare for his match with Johnny Sniper, encouraged by the endorsement of longstanding SWAT great, Psychotic Goth. Both shocked and excited by the prospect of tag matches to come. - - Well if anyone asks about this clip, this was not Steve Scott, and I was not hot or on the spot or representing SWAT and certainly am not angling for a front of camera roll in any way. Just filming what popped up in front of us boss, honest. Hope to film reactions in the backstage again some time soon. Signing off..... We shouldn't get in trouble for that right? -
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Post by Donzig on Jul 30, 2021 18:18:16 GMT -5
SWAT crew and staff scrambled down the hallway, scattering as Donzig and Sinclair Godfrey stormed past them. The Baroness was covered in green slime, her hair a bit of a mess as she carried her long coat which was clearly destroyed over her arm. She looked annoyed, and fairly threw the coat at a passing intern. Donzig however despite being not quite as drenched with slime as the rest of the KGB by virtue of his long leather coat and mask was the picture of misery. His beard was tangled and spotted with green, and it was streaked and spattered across his mask.
'I can't believe you wouldn't just go in the boiler room.' snapped Sinclair.
'The door was taped off, it had a sign on it that said out of order.' Donzig hissed, a hand waving angrily. 'There was a lock out tag and everything. We live in a society of rules, Sinclair. Besides Suit wants me to use the nice dressing room he pays for for us.'
Sinclair sniffed, and then paused as Donzig jerked to a halt. His head tilted, and he was staring at a passing fan wearing a Bear-o-Dactyl shirt that read proudly over their logo 'Donzig Sold me this shirt'. Donzig lifted a hand, pointing before his masked visage spun around to glare at the Baroness. Sinclair followed his look, taking a deep breath before she shrugged. 'Remember at the Anzac Cup when you told the fans if they loved all those dick and poo poo jokes so much they should go buy Bear-o-dactyl merch?'
Donzig hissed, nodding slowly.
Sinclair waved a hand, shaking her head. 'Well, that is a great sales pitch.'
'Unacceptable.' Donzig snapped, and he started forward again. His mood was clearly not improving, and his hands clenched and unclenched at his sides. Curling and uncurling as he fumed, and Sinclair followed after him with a mournful sigh. Her hand toying with the green matted tangle of her hair, as Donzig snarled. 'I will take care of this after I silence that great buffoon Ruin! I have never met someone so eager to yell 'Chokeslam' over and over again! It was ridiculous! He and that Donna are in for a rude awakening for getting in my business, for getting in KGB business! Especially tonight!'
Donzig halted before a door that said Donzig on a very nice plaque, and dug out a key. He shoved the key inside, and opened the door. And as if on cue, a wall of floating golden balloons billowed forth in a cloud. They swirled and bounced around his slime soaked form, and spilled across the hallway in a slow moving wave. A few more followed as Sinclair gaped, a hand over her mouth as the tide continued. A few interns stood there surprised, and Donzig's shoulders slumped as he tilted his head one way and then another. A sigh escaped him, and he muttered. 'Has anyone seen a clown? Or maybe a Turtle?'
'Uh, no.' Said the intern, looking confused. 'Why?'
'Thought this might be a photophage intrusion.' Donzig shook his head, and he walked forward into the flood of balloons with a growl. Sinclair kicked a few balloons out of her way, and followed after him as she bit her lip to hold in the laughter. Donzig's voice came back as the door was pulled shut. 'This one was probably Rally too.'
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Post by SWAT Team on Jul 30, 2021 23:05:31 GMT -5
"Gimme Back My Bullets" by Lynyrd Skynyrd hits the arena speakers and David Vector "The Rookie" jogs out onto the ramp. The state flag of Virginia, The Stars and Stripes and pictures of Vector training in the gym flash up on the SWAT-tron screens. Vector accepts the applause that greets him by applauding them back in gratitude. Vector slaps the outstretched hands of the fans at the guard rail as he takes a slow jog out to the ring. Vector soaks in the atmosphere, jogs up the ring steps, wipes his feet on the apron and hops through the ropes. Vector scales the turnbuckles throws up his arms to accept their adulation, punches the air and jumps confidently down into the ring. The music fades and Vector stretches out his biceps and quads in preparation for the match.Frank Salazar : Introducing first, weighing in at 201 lbs… from Arlington, Virginia… he is The Rookie… Daaaavid Vector!!!Warren W. Webber: Here’s the new comer David Vector. The Rookie from Virginia looks ready to take SWAT by storm. Andrew Fulton: That’s unlikely, but the world loves a try-er Warren and there’s no doubting his commitment, bless his cotton picking socks. Frank Salazar : And his opponent, weighing in at 217 pounds hailing from Parris Island, South Carolina he is…… JOHNNY SSSSSNIPER!!!As "Now Is the Time (Ravenous)" by "10 Years" plays across the stadium, the video screen shows a low angled shot of a pristine white tile floor a pair of Sniper boots. The boots move towards the camera as it pulls back, until the boots stop and turns to the left, the camera then pans up and frames the face of a young man. In the darkness the music drops in intensity and the soundtrack to the video is heard..."Aye Sir!" The young man yells. The camera then shows another face. "Aye Sir!" this one yells. It then shows another face. "NO Sir!" Another face. "Yes Sir!" The camera then pulls back to the show the full room. A group of boot camp recruits stand at attention in front of the beds. Their Drill Instructor takes two steps towards the front of the room. "What Do We Do!" "Fall In Line, Sir!" "I Can't Here You!" "Fall In Line, Sir!" "Now Let me See Your Warface!" The recruits yell as the video cuts, as the lights go out. "Fall back in line (Fall back in line) Now is the time To open your eyes" As the light come back on Johnny Sniper is seen standing on stage. The entrance music ramps in volume as he heads down to the ring. His face changes from a smile to one of pure anger, as he marches down to the ring and gets right in the face of Vector, almost begging him to hit him. Warren W. Webber : Johnny Sniper in the ring there looking rather intense, clearly looking to make an impact here in SWAT on his debut. Sniper is an acquisition from the sadly closed AWF. It’s been a tough year or two for the wrestling industry. What have you heard about this young pro-wrestler? Andrew Fulton : That he’s broke and he should get his old lady wrestling again ASAP? Warren W. Webber : I think he’s doing the chivalrous thing and trying to provide for his family? Andrew Fulton : I think SWAT is his last hope and we’ll see after tonight whether he has what it takes. Warren W. Webber : The referee has rung for the bell and the two men shake hands and circle one another… The two snap together in a collar and elbow tie up… The pair tussle, but Sniper proves the stronger and pushes Vector, launching him several feet backwards… Sniper flexes his biceps… Vector lets him have his moment, seemingly un-phased by the posing, and the two men pace around each other again… Andrew Fulton : Sniper and Vector lock up and Sniper forces Vector back to Sniper’s corner and the referee calls for a break… the two men break clean and circle again… Sniper and Vector lock up… Vector slips Sniper into a wrist lock… Sniper winces and tries to power free but Vector has it locked in… Sniper tries to roll out of the lock, but Vector retains the hold… Sniper forces his way back to his feet and Vector puts in an extra twist on the wrist lock… Sniper rolls forward and straight back to his feet, grabs Vector and snapmares him down… but Vector still has the wristlock locked in and Sniper ends up on his back, Vector kneels over him applying more pressure! Warren W. Webber : Sniper fights through the pain to get back to his feet and Vector follows him up and yanks on the wrist… Sniper rolls against the twist one more time… rolls straight back up to his feet, puts his boot in Vector’s crotch and monkey flips him over… and Vector STILL has that wristlock applied and just stands back over Sniper and twists on that wrist… Sniper looks frustrated, but not beaten, as he struggles back to the vertical and smiles through the grimace of pain… Sniper rolls forwards again, then backwards, then forwards again and this time frees himself from the wristlock and hip tosses Vector across the ring… the pair nod with respect as they get back to their feet… The crowd are on their feet and applauding the display… Andrew Fulton : This bunch are easily pleased… wake me when the punching and gouging starts… Warren W. Webber : Sniper tries to play down the pain in that wrist as he shakes it out… The pair are in the clinch again… Sniper backs Vector up in the corner… clean break, but no… Sniper back elbows Vector in the corner… Sniper backs off as the referee admonishes him, whilst Vector nurses a fat lip in the corner… Sniper rushes past the referee, bounds up onto the second rope and crushes Vector in the corner with a springboard dropkick! The referee is unimpressed, but Sniper can clearly sense a chance to take charge here… Sniper stands over a stunned Vector in the corner from the second rope and rains down punches on The Rookie… 10-Punches in the corner while he recites The Pledge of Allegiance? Andrew Fulton : His fan following from AWF are reciting it along with him… Oh and finished off with a vicious knee strike to the jaw on the words "For All", now we’ve got a match up… I think I like this guy after all. Warren W. Webber : Sniper is finally heeding the referee again and gives a stunned Vector a second to recuperate and get out of the corner, all be it unsteady on his feet after that onslaught… Sniper grabs Vector and Irish whip… Vector off the ropes, he ducks a clothesline from Sniper, hits the opposite ropes, Sniper turns and drops his head, Vector goes to kick him in the face, but no… Sniper catches his kick, spins him around and side suplex! Sniper goes for a cover… … … 1
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… Kick out by Vector… Andrew Fulton : Vector is clearly struggling after those punches earlier… As Sniper follows up Vector throws an ugly telegraphed punch… Sniper catches it in his palm and clamps down on it, Vector is in some pain but he slides beneath Sniper linked at the fist and... Slide-Under Pumphandle Suplex!!! Vector with the cover now… … … 1
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Kick out by Sniper… Warren W. Webber : Great comeback move but he is slow to recover as Sniper gets back to his feet first, all be it clutching his lower back in pain as he does so… Sniper grabs at Vector, but Vector manages to get hold of Sniper’s arm and applies a wrist lock… That long period in the wristlock earlier clearly had an effect as Sniper drops to one knee under the pain of it… No long period of twisting and shenanigans this time… Sniper just belts Vector in the chin with a sweet left cross… Vector rides with the punch and twists the arm up into a hammer lock… Andrew Fulton : Sniper tries to twist out of it, but Vector applies more pressure and Sniper groans in pain… Sniper tries to walk his way into the ropes to get the break… but Vector jumps his knees into Sniper’s back and… THE HAMMER-TIME! (Hammerlock into a backstabber on the locked arm) Vector with the cover now… … … 1
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… Kick out by Sniper… Warren W. Webber : Vector gets up and slaps Sniper in a wrist lock… he’s going back to that weakness and it’s clearly working for him… Sniper grits his teeth and fights his way back to his feet… Sniper looks like he’s going to power out, but no… THE BOLT ACTION!! ( Ripcord big boot) Vector with the cover again… … … 1
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… … Kick out by Sniper… Andrew Fulton : Vector can’t believe it… He drags up Sniper, but Sniper catches him with a snap jab, and another, and another! …Vector is staggered… Sniper backs off and? LOCK 'N LOAD!!! (Shotgun Dropkick)Warren W. Webber : Vector crashes into the turnbuckles and is slow to rise again… Sniper throws his hand up to the crowd… Looks like he’s set for his finish… Vector turns around looking for Sniper and? KILLSHOT!!!! (Superkick) Sniper hooks both legs and covers… … … 1
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… … 3!!! Frank Salazar : And your winner by pinfall, on his debut match in SWAT, …… JOHNNY SSSSSNIPER!!!Andrew Fulton : Not a bad start for Johnny Sniper. Sniper took some of the best that Vector could dish out but waffled The Rookie’s head off with that Killshot superkick for the finish. There are a ton of matches on this packed card and I hope they all have that kind of intensity. We’ll take a breath and take a short break. I know advert breaks are a pain, but we’re understandably cashing in on the sponsors. The advert breaks will be thick and fast, but the matches will be worth the wait. Be right back…
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Post by Cross Recoba on Jul 31, 2021 3:21:18 GMT -5
The camera cuts to a pre-recorded interview. Katie Moss sits in a chair, the blonde coiffered hair of her subject is shown from the back. The collar of a white shirt and a glimpse of a teal blue blazer is shown. The camera pans around to show it is the freshly-signed Cross Recoba. As the sound fades in we hear the two of them share a joke, the camera cutting in close on our SWAT interviewer.
Katie Moss: Welcome fans, now today I have a treat for you. Not only did SWAT perform what is seen as a huge coup in bringing in Cross Recoba but I’ve also secured the FIRST interview with him since the ink dried on the contract.
She smiles.
Katie Moss: Welcome, Cross.
Recoba: Thanks for having me.
Katie Moss: Apologies if I dive right in but we’ve heard from the fans and seen the posts on the message boards. How did this come about?
Recoba: There were a lot of places that I could have gone,I’ve got Madison Tower debuting on the Splat Network later this month, but you’ve got to look at the challenges each company can offer.
He leans forward and takes a quick sip from the tumbler of water in front of him. He smiles to the interviewer as he leans back once more.
Recoba: Why not look to settle old scores. You seem to have a ReVenant issue, I’ve never walked out the ring against one without my hand raised...they seem to have a hold on the place right now. How can I not see that as an opportunity to make a mark? That’s without matches to look forward to against Rally Jackson, Armand Von Krauss and Johnnie Valentine. That’s without the match that I know for a fact Mongo wants to see against Eddie D. It wasn’t a question of money, Ascension HAD to honor their contract but it’s the opportunity to prove to each and every one of you that the legacy I leave will be remembered for years to come…
Katie Moss: Now, we’ve not heard the specifics of your contract although, as I’m sure you’ve seen, speculation is rife as to what they used to tempt you here but are you saying that money wasn’t the reason you signed on the dotted line?
Cross flashes his pearly whites once more, he knew the question was bound to be asked and knew that not preparing for it would be a rookie error.
Recoba: I’m not saying the remuneration isn’t generous, it is, but this has been a move mooted almost since I joined the Network!
Katie Moss looks intrigued.
Katie Moss: You mean you’ve had offers before?
The smile is once more flashed.
Recoba: We were mere details away from having me put up my HCW Diamond title against Zoran when he held the belt before last year’s Rumble, that was the first time. Then, when I was in negotiations last Summer to re-up my deal with Ascension, SWAT made me an offer but the role...the opportunity wasn’t right.
Katie Moss: In what way?
Recoba: I was sought out to be the Commissioner, which was different...novel even, but I’m coming up to the prime of my career. I’ve taken more scalps in my debut year than anyone can give me credit for. A position of authority was a nice offer but I’ve been on the Network now for over a year and what I’ve seen is people come in and surpass me in terms of silverware, not that I haven’t had the opportunity.
Katie Moss: Now, I know you’re stretching the truth there, you’ve famously never received a shot at any belt since you joined the Network.
Cross leans forward, his eyes narrow somewhat.
Recoba: Katie, I could have had a shot at Vincent Draven but when you’ve called out Zoran Sainovic, isn’t it a bit of a climb-down to go after the second biggest title in your own company?
Moss can be seen to acknowledge the sentiment.
Recoba: You know? Then there was a chance to go for the tag-titles but, for obvious reasons, you’d struggle to get myself and Chris Card in the same ring as each other these days. That feud itself stopped me from being able to sign anything official for a shot at the Prestige.
Katie Moss: Stopped? You mean because …
Recoba: Because I knew that Card wouldn’t be able to stop himself from interfering in the match one way or the other. If he cost me the match it’d be because of the dastardly Chris Card but, more likely - he’d cost the title-holder and then who is there with his cap in hand and asking for repayment?
Katie Moss: So, is this a fresh start?
Recoba: This is a resumption of the good habits that got me known on the Network.
We fade back to ringside.
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Post by eddied on Jul 31, 2021 6:31:15 GMT -5
(Eddie is preparing a cocktail behind the bar and stops to look down the lens of the camera. He has invited a SWAT camera crew to capture a reunion between himself and one of his oldest friends.)EDDIE: You find me today about to greet one of my best friends. One of my heroes. He was Mr Universe but I'm only the World Heavyweight Champion in this corner of the Milky Way. It's very humbling. Ex-California Governor and still a massive movie draw, Arnold Schwarzenegger. (A montage of the two men meeting up at the Double D Club with a big hug and back slap, chatting, laughing, ordering drinks and retiring to the beer garden. Eddie is seen having a beer and cigar with Arnold Schwarzenegger) ARNOLD: Congratulations champ. I knew you had another big run in you somewhere. I watch SWAT all the time. It’s been great seeing you on top again. It’s been too long since I’ve been at your place though big guy. How long has it been? EDDIE: Thanks. Glad to finally have you here again. I called you right after I won the title… but actually being here? I think it was May last year? Wow that feels so long ago. You know this door is never closed to you right? That’s an embarrassing time apart, but touring with SWAT and you becoming an Eco-warrior, our schedules rarely marry up. ARNOLD: Talking of marrying up, I saw a very uncharacter-istic dip in confidence with women a few months ago… but it looks like you finally got over that. There's no way you'll find one more beautiful than than one. Are you going to make an honest woman of this “Trixie” girl? EDDIE: I don’t know. She’s amazing. We’re only newly together. And I fucked up last week, gave her reason to doubt my feelings for another woman. I don’t think the damage is irreparable, but should’ve said the right thing in the first place and I wouldn’t be in this mess. ARNOLD: If it is meant to be, it is meant to be, but anything worth having takes hard work. You’ve got me talking like a quote from sappy mug now. So much has happened in these months apart. Last time I was here you were with that Trent Jones guy. Since then you have been IN and OUT of the KGB? That’s a lot of change. EDDIE: Well getting ejected from the KGB so violently has given me a fresh surge of crowd support. I haven’t really changed, but their support means more to me now. I can’t explain why. ARNOLD: It is humbling when you finally get recognised for something you’re good at. You should embrace that feeling, not analyse it. It’s always great spending time with you, but why did you reach out this time? EDDIE: The thing is I need your advice. ARNOLD: Go for it. EDDIE: You are very famous for playing the biggest badass bad guy character in the movie business. The Terminator. ARNOLD: Yep. It’s the cash cow that keeps on giving… EDDIE: But then in the latest films in the series they made the character you worked so hard on, into a good guy. Though for much of your career you've been seen as the gentle giant. ARNOLD: When I started out my size and accent drove what the industry would allow me to do. But when you work hard and impress the right people doors open up. Are you going into acting? EDDIE: No. The wrestling business is cutthroat enough for me. Don't you wonder what would have happened if they had left Terminator as an iconic heel. ARNOLD: Well I guess so, but it's no fun being typecast into only a bad guy or only a good guy. It holds you back. Why do you ask? EDDIE: I have decided to ditch THE Big Deal label I applied to myself and go back to my The Good Guy prefix. It reminds me of my best times in the EIWF. It reminds me when I was adored by that crowd even when “The Crew” did some questionable things. I have always been chaotic and brutal, unpredictable and violent. Will the crowd follow me on this path of revenge I am about to embark on. It’s probably going to get ugly and bloody and I know that taking on the KGB often ends in failure. I know first-hand… I was usually the one making sure fools didn’t get the better of them. ARNOLD: Be yourself Eddie D. Good Guy or Bad Guy, you have to be you. That's why I love to watch your work. EDDIE: I remember now why I voted for you. (They both laugh heartily) ARNOLD: I don’t regret the franchise changing my Terminator persona. You get to a stage in your career where, even in the best shape, people don’t believe that you were the badass that you were in your youth. When you accept that reality you can still be the hero. You become a hero by just fighting for what you see is right rather than fighting nature to look younger than you are. Just blindly competing to be the best isn't always enough for people to warm to you. EDDIE: Well the man I have to beat next is as dark as they come. The crowd haven’t popped for this guy since you were in office. I think the crowd would have been behind me regardless on this one. Psychotic Goth is dark, primal and was a bastard to finally rip the strap from, but Frostbite… If he wasn’t a wrestler he would probably in an institution or a serial killer. He was a brother in arms and now we’re about to be trying to break each other’s arms. He’s obsessed with the belt, but I haven’t fought this hard and this long to just gift him the gold because we used to be buddies. ARNOLD: Ah, So you're up against that guy that fell in love with the belt? EDDIE: Yeah and that was the catalyst for me being kicked out of the KGB. They started saying I was too big for my boots? I'm the champ. If I can't puff out my chest and speak my mind as champ when can I? I respected Souter for coming back to the KGB. He was a privilege to work with. But once Dane left, Fierce left and Donzig came in… Things felt different and even with the gold on my shoulder and graft I put in for the good of the group… I kinda felt that a day of conflict was coming and my days there were numbered; too much ambition in one group and only one World Title to go for. When you’re the champ everybody loves you or hates you. Not a lot of grey once you’re at the top. ARNOLD: What if you didn’t have the belt? EDDIE: What? ARNOLD: If you lost the belt at the Memorial event. Would you still be fighting the KGB? Is it your mission to get back at them? It feels like you were almost relieved to be out. EDDIE: Without the belt I would still be “Main Event Eddie”. I am still the anarchy this place needs and thrives on. I have still been jumped and wronged and it doesn’t sit well with me to let that pass. ARNOLD: But is your goal to bring down the KGB? Is it to keep fighting to be World Champ? Is it trying to be a people’s champion? We all need a motivation to keep fighting. What’s yours? EDDIE: I can’t see an end to the KGB. I don’t see me being the one to miraculously pull it down. I do see me punishing every man that turned on me that day. I can see me ruining their day often enough that they learn never to come hunting for me in numbers ever again. Beyond that… This is my bread and butter. I fight because I love dishing out a beating and it pays the bills. Covid-19 almost lost me the Double D Club, but all the girls are still on the books and “being the champ” money is better than “bottom of the card” money. I am still doing my dream job. ARNOLD: Eddie... Big guy... Do whatever you need to do to be THE Good Guy you want to be. In times past that Good Guy label has fit you to a tee and at other times has been ironic beyond belief. Gaining enemies or making friends, your route to success will come from being bigger than life and by keeping on proving you're the best. I see it in you buddy. Just do it. EDDIE: How much do you charge usually for these pep talks? Whatever it is you should double it. Thanks dude. ARNOLD: Well I already charge more than you could ever afford now, so thank your lucky stars that we're friends and you sell good beer. (A montage of the two men laughing and joking plays as several beers seem to be drunk and the sun starts to go down. The pair are in the car lot outside The Double D club. Arnold and Eddie slurs their words a touch as they speak.) ARNOLD: No way... EDDIE: Go on. Say it. ARNOLD: No way... EDDIE: Come on… One more time for your biggest fan ARNOLD: OK.... OK... Hasta la vista, baby! (The pair laugh loudly as a cab pulls up for Arnie to take him home.)EDDIE: Hey?! Don’t be a stranger. Don’t, don’t, don’t leave it so long next time before you visit my place. D’ya hear me? ARNOLD: I hear you Eddie. Don't worry, I'll be back! (Arnold and Eddie part ways with a hearty handshake and Eddie staggers a little as he returns to the bar and the scene ends.)
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Post by Dangerous Donna on Jul 31, 2021 19:48:07 GMT -5
[We see Dangerous Donna stretching preparing for her match and she gets a text and checks her phone to see a message saying to report to Paul Soutters office immediately. Donna frowns and sighs, wondering what she could have done to be summoned, then heads off to ‘face the music’.]
[Switch to The Founders office and Donna knocks and then comes in.]
Soutter : Donna. Come on in.
Donna : (taking a seat nervously) Thanks.
Soutter : What can I do for you?
Donna : For me? Ummm … I was told to come here and see you?
Soutter : (frowning) News to me.
Donna : Ohhh, it’s right here on my phone.
[She goes to show him and he waves her off.]
Soutter : That is not necessary. This stupid f’n rib off!
It's getting out of hand!
Donna : Rib off?
Soutter : Keith and Rally! Keep UP!
Childish bullshit!
First I get slimed in the middle of my ring! Now sending people to the principal's office.
(Raging) This is our Tribute show! To my bestest fallen friends! And they are making a farce of it!
Donna : (deciding to be agreeable) It’s very disrespectful of them.
Soutter : Damn straight it is!
Donna : Last time I was in this office, Osland and I, well, there was a big miscommunication and …..
Soutter : Yeah, I know all about it. (smiling) That dirty dog!
Donna : We are trying to get to know one another after it.
Soutter : Good for you. No need to worry for me making any inappropriate advances, Linda would have my guts for garters.
Donna : For what?
Soutter : So? Teaming against Donzig and Godfrey tonight with Ruin eh?
Donna : Yeah. They are crazy, Sinclair has been terrorizing me for a while now and then Ruin came along like a white knight and ...
Soutter : Well, here is the thing, toots. They, Donzig and Sinclair. They are Bandits. Of the highest order. I think you got your work ahead of you tonight.
Donna : I can take her! Any day of the week! Crazy don’t scare me!
Soutter : (snorts) We’ll see. Now, on ya way. I am a busy man you know!
Donna : Ok, and sorry for the ‘rib’.
Soutter : You will be if you don't get to steppin. Now, (Lt Harris from Police Academy voice) MOVE IT! MOVE IT! MOVE IT!!!
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Post by edwarddubin0604 on Jul 31, 2021 20:40:36 GMT -5
(Psychotic Goth is in a darkened hallway his back to the wall staring into the camera.)
Psychotic Goth: "The deal has been sealed as they say and remember once we agreed to this team up. There is no turning back. Think of yourself as Riddle to my Randy Orton and you shall learn much as long as you are truly wishing to learn to improve yourself. I saw your match with Jonny Sniper and you had him but made a rookie mistake against a desperate veteran. We shall work on that as we start gelling as a tag team."
(He roars in a Native American dialect.)
Psychotic Goth: "I'm glad you showed your honesty and integrity. Now let's prepare to conquer SWAT and maybe the XHF depending on how things truly go. Thus I have spoken and thus we shall see where our destines lay."
(The scene slowly fades to black.)
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Post by SWAT Team on Jul 31, 2021 21:13:21 GMT -5
SWAT Tron lights up with an update
Keith : 3 Rally : 4
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Post by frostbite on Jul 31, 2021 21:41:42 GMT -5
#Earlier in The Day#
A beautiful site to behold as we are on top of the Mountain somewhere in North Carolina as we look nothing but the wilderness can be see for miles away. As we look down our cameraman begins to shake in totally fear as the camera is starting to tilt a little to the left as we see nothing but gravel as our view of thos backdrop is taken away from us just for the time being. The cameras slowly zooms upward to once again catch the beautiful view, I guess you could say it is quite relaxing, peaceful if you will. Our cameraman catches the long way down and certainly it is quite the climb if you had to get up there which begs to ask simply this..
How did our cameras and the cameraman get up there?
Once again our camera begin to shake once again.
Voice: Ah it appears that you are afraid of heights.
The cameraman who is rather young wearing the latest SWAT red and black tee shirt, he has short black hair as he is looking around as if he is trying a place to escape or maybe he needs to get down the mountain. He does spot a small dirt path but he holds his stomach as he let's out a large belch as brown vomit comes flying out of his mouth as it gets all over his blue jeans and brown boots. He continues to bend over as he tries to gather himself.
Voice: Damn pussy.
The other cameraman wearing a blue and white plaid shirt begins to hold his stomach as he sees his fellow cameraman just get sick as he lays down his camera as he leans over the side of the mountain as he let's out once again a whole lot of brown vomit this long brown haired young man avoids getting himself covered with it, as he gathers himself, as we walks over to a black backpack as he reaches in and grabs a bottle of water as he takes a couple of sips and puts it on the ground.
Voice: Damn it, are we going to do this interview or what?
The young cameraman reaches down to pick up the camera once again, but it appears the bottle water is not doing him any good as he puts the camera back on the ground as he heads back over to the exact spot that he just puked minutes ago but nothing is coming up must have been a false alarm. As he turns back around his camera is gone.
Voice: I guess I must do it myself. It is mighty funny that they can go to a bar and interview Eddie and Arnold and nothing goes wrong and they have to smell that filthy bar, but you bring them out to get some fresh air up here in the mountains they become wimps and get sick.
A slight pause..
Voice: Please get your asses out of here before I push the two of you over the side of the mountain. I will make sure Paul gets his cameras back.
The two cameraman take a small dirt path down the side of the mountain as the camera zooms back in on the voice this time. The new cameraman or shall we say the voice behind it, zooms up as we see that they are wearing brown climbing boots, and they have on worn out blue jeans but they are wearing a gray hoodie as it can get rather cool high up in the mountains. As they zoom in on there face we see the intense look in their blue eyes. They slowly peel of the hoodie to see the short blonde hair that is all over the place, as they pull the camera away from them we see that it is Frostbite.
Frostbite: Where in the hell does Paul get these idiots from?
Frostbite walks over as he spots a large boulder as he sits the camera on it as he takes a few feet back to start the interview.
Frostbite: Ah what a nice view is it not. When I was a ski instructor many years ago, I would love to go to the top of any mountain and sit and look down, it is the best feeling in the world. it gives you quite a nice view on life. There is nothing like it. A few years later I decided to take up mountain climbing, and I love it. I like that it is you against nature. You get the feel of the rush running through your veins. I am sure once I get back down the mountains and back into the city and to the arena. I am sure Paul might have to put that in my contract no more mountain climbing.
He laughs..
Frostbite: Tonight, yours truly finally gets the chance to once and for all, hold my true love in his arms. Before one of these worthless cameramen had to get off the side of the mountain they told me they were able to do an interview with Eddie D earlier as well. They said that he was at his bar with Arnold. They two were having a good old time, drinking a few I am sure while my true love was probably getting beer poured on her by those two. Arnold please do not get me wrong, I have always been a fan of your work, nothing beats Commando for me, but Arnold I thought you would have a little more respect toward my love but it appears you are like all the rest. You simply disrespected my queen. You should be quite grateful that I was not there because I would have ripped your arm off of your old body and beat you over the head with it and then would have set it on fire. That actually sounds like a great idea, maybe I should burn the watery hold you might call a bar. I can not believe you Eddie would have the gall to mistreat my love like that. This is why she should be with me. My true love knows that I would give her the world and after tonight she will get it because she is going to be mine.
IMAGE....
A match between Radu Matei and Frostbite, it was his very first attempt at the World title but he was beaten.
Frostbite: That match was a good match do not get me wrong but I came up short in my first attempt for my love and I, being together.
IMAGE 2...
This one of a bloody Frostbite and his opponent The late great Suzi Spitz. Another fail attempt as he is on the mat as she is holding the title high over her head.
Frostbite: It was quite the bloodbath, I gave her everything I had on that night but once again, I failed my love. I have had other chances but came up short time and time again. It hurts me to my very core when I can not hold my true love. But that all will change tonight. I have made that statement in the pass and failed and I have told my love the same thing but tonight, it is going to finally come to past. My true love will be finally be mine. Romeo will be with Juliet, I promise.
Frostbite turns around to look around at the awesome scenery.
Frostbite: Eddie, for two years, when I walked back into this company, I promise myself that I would hold my love in my arms. Many men and even a woman has held her, Psychotic Goth to Johnnie Valentine to name a few others. But only one man that never had the pleasure to hold her, and that would be me. Eddie, I am sure you are pissed off at me because it was I, that convince the KGB to kick you to the curve because you have become weak. You have let love come in the way of what you could really be. I saw the writing on the wall, you became soft. You see my love does not see someone that has become weak. My love is, well she is that type if you know what I mean. Eddie, you would never give her attention she deserves. My love knows that see should have it all, and if she is mine that is what she would get.
He shakes his head.
Frostbite: Two damn years. Honey, there is no more time to waste, tonight we must confess out true feelings to the entire world. Please I am begging you. Let's end this madness and finally be together once and for all. I understand that I must hold up my end and beat Eddie to finally win you over. Eddie, I will not fail anymore. I will not leave this damn city without her. For two years, I have told anybody that would ever listen, what we can do together for this company. My love and I can put this company on the map. My love and I could go out there and have five star matches with anybody in that locker room. We could walk into that locker room and pick anybody out and throw them into the ring and bring the house down and put money in everybody pocket. The XHF is right now celebrating 20 years and that is a long time to be in business. This Eddie is my 20th year in this great sport as well. In the time, I have won 18 World titles, number of other titles, number of awards, and a 8 time hall of famer. That is what I have done in 20 years and my legacy continues to grow. I am going toot my own horn because my deserve it. You see while I understand you were staggering back in a damn bar getting ready for our match later on. Me, well I am getting ready for a fight.
He walks over to the camera.
Frostbite: Eddie, you are now the good guy or so you say. I am as you told the cameramen earlier if I had a movie roll I would be a serial killer. I actually thought I would play the bad guy, but I believe the role as an arsonist would better suite my skill set.
He let's out a wicked laugh that can be heard from miles around.
Frostbite: My love, tonight you will no longer have to endure such disrespect from others that have held you before. I have already proved my love for you already. I have given you many gifts, but the best gift that I can give you is me. No more fun and games, no more teasing me. Tonight you become mine once and for all. Eddie it appears that you might have found true love, tonight I take my true love from you and my love can finally be with her king. I know everybody wants some type of Hollywood ending where the good guy gets the girl and they are suppose to ride off into the sunset and live happily ever after. Well since you and Arnold love to talk about the movies. I have such a script for you.
He looks up..
Frostbite: The bad guy has that gunfight at high noon. I like the westerns what can I say? We meet in the middle of town. We walk our ten paces as my love is standing off to the side as she is looking on as the rest of the time does as well. the tension continues to build and you have to have that music to get you pumped up. As the tension grows even more, we turn around as this time the bad guy pulls out his gun first and he shoots and kills the good guy. He quickly swoops in and takes the girl and they ride off as the town folks must pick up the good guy dead body off the hard ground and take it to the Undertaker for the proper burial. Eddie this is how the story must and will go tonight.
He looks at the camera with an intense look in his blue eyes.
Frostbite: Eddie, I am going to promise you at the entire world that I will not leave this city without her. I will burn you, this city and everybody in that damn building, one way or the other she will be coming home with me. Eddie, last week it was so touching that some members of the locker room came out and pay you some type of respect. Did you really buy any of that crap that they were selling you? Because I have quite a hard time buying the fact the locker room is going to let your previous acts just go. Eddie, I guess you could say it is two of the lesser evils? People hate the KGB because they are winners, they hate me because I am a winner and I simply tell it like it is. They hate my guts. To be honest some people might like me because I tell it like it is, and some do not. But deep down those same people that hate my ass know that I will go out to that ring and give them everything that I have. Eddie, I will not change the person that I am. I like who I am. And after tonight, I will be there champion. Whether they like it or not because Paul knows, the KGB knows, and the locker room knows deep down in their souls and these idiots know..
He pauses as you can feel the intensity just building up.
Frostbite: I am and will be a much better man as I am holding my true love. It will not be denied any longer. I am going to put it all out there and I will do whatever needs to be done to walk out with my baby in my arms. Hell, Eddie I will die for her. How far are you willing to take it because I am willing to cripple you to hold her once and for all. Mark my words and I hope you and everybody in the building take what I am saying to heart.
He drops his head before he slowly picks it back up.
Frostbite: I will burn everything and everybody to the ground because I am not leaving without her. It is high time that Frostbite finally becomes what he should have been since day one..
AND THAT IS BE WITH HIS BABY ONCE AND FOR ALL!!!!!
One more pause..
Frostbite: And Eddie.
BURN BABY YOU ARE GOING TO BURN!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Frostbite picks up the camera as he tosses it over the side of the mountain as he watches it slowly hit the side of the mountain as it scatters into million pieces as he lets out a wicked laugh as the scene fades out.
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"You'll never hate me more than I do.."
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Post by sc4r on Jul 31, 2021 23:04:18 GMT -5
| THE INTERVIEW |
"Welcome back to 'Glory and Gore' here on WKQX, 101.1. Chicago's Alternative." A voice heard first as her face comes into picture. A woman looking to be in her late-ish 20's to early 30's, her face framed by her dirty blonde hair. She leans into the microphone hanging in front of her, the station branding across the holder, "I'm your host, Shae Maxwell and coming up we've got hometown boy and current SWAT US Champion Devon D'Andre joining us this after noon." Devon sits across the table from her, headphones on waiting for his cue that his mic is live. "He has a defense of that title coming up on SWAT's annual Packer/Tanner Memorial show. Thanks for joining me today, Devon."
A light atop his microphone blinks to life as he leans forward. "Thanks for having me, Shae." She smiles as she ruffles around some papers on the console in front of her. "Now, I have to admit something. I've only really been following you since your return.
"Excuse me while I go be offended now.." he says with a smirk.
"The Colosseum days pre-date me a bit and the post-Colo days, I was in Mexico until my knee decided it had had enough and exploded into a million pieces."
"Been there." He says as he shudders at the memory.
"You've had a fair few injuries, no?"
"Yea.." he stops to think for a moment. "Knee, shoulder, elbow, clavicle. Actually, shoulder twice. Second time is when I retired cause I thought I had broke my neck."
"I remember you mentioning that not long ago. Anyways, as I was saying, I don't know a lot about the Colo days, but my producer Paul does so, he's offered some notes and I'm sure he'll chime in once or twice, but first I got to ask. How'd this all start? Where'd you begin? When?"
"Technically.." he rubs his chin as he begins to think, "I started when I was 16. I graduated HS early and I moved out to Mass with an Aunt to do this, but then I met a girl and became a trainer instead."
"Wait.. what?"
"Yea. I started training and got hurt. I was only out for like 4 months but in that time I met a girl and he debuted for ECWF and at that time the internet was just coming to and people were fucking terrible. I mean you think places like Twitter and Reddit are bad? They got nothin on AOL chatrooms back in the day. People were shitty, so I just stayed behind the scenes. I began training some during my rehab. I had a hand in her training and Liz's and a couple of others."
"So how'd you get into training if you hadn't actually debuted yet?"
"Kinda had a knack for it. I had been into martial arts and tumbling as a kid, so that classic juniors style was easy for me to pick up and in turn, impart on others."
"And how long did you do that for?"
"Only a couple of years then I actually debuted."
"Before we get into that, I want to go back to something. This was in Mass. you said, right?"
"Yea," he nods. "They were based in Boston."
"But you're from, here, right? From Chicago?"
"Yea, yea, yea, yea. I grew up in the ass end of Dearborn."
"So you're a south side kid?"
"Not...really. I grew up in that spot where the South Side and the Near South Side are kinda one in the same. Where I was was Near South, but literally 3 blocks over and you're on the South Side."
"Nice area? I've only been here since I started this show so I don't know all the ins and outs."
"Eh, sorta. It looks all nice and put together but, in reality, it's got the same problems as everywhere else. Just a fresher coat of paint on the fence. That's actually how I got into martial arts. Parents wanted to keep me out of trouble. From there I got into tumbling and gymnastics because of one of my instructor's, his wife taught at a local after school spot and she needed bodies to fill a class one year. It's worked out well for me, in the end."
"I'd say."
"Hold on, I got one question for Devon" a male voice booms into the room over a speaker that sits on the table between them. "Yes, Paul?" Shae asks of her producer. "Cubs or Sox?" Devon looks at the speaker in disbelief, as if it were the body the voice was actually attached to. "Cubs. What sorta heathen do you think I am?"
"Anyways" Shae says, moving the conversation along. "So you go to Boston, get hurt and become a trainer. So when do you actually debut?"
"About a year and a half later. I rehabbed for like 6 months and then just trained for.. yea about a year, just to get things lined up and ready. I actually debuted for a small fed in Rhode Island first before ECWF used me. Won a couple of titles there. Won my very first one there actually. Was a nice place to get your sea legs, as the saying goes."
"When you came back, was the girl, the reason you didn't debut earlier, was she still around? What was her name?"
"Honestly couldn't remember. It was.. a literal cup of coffee. Her deal was up and she decided to tour Europe. Can't blame her. I think she got that from me. That.. never settle mind set."
"When you were training, was that when you crossed paths with Apathy?"
He sighs and sits back in the chair, pulling the microphone closer to him. "Yea. She started in the company a bit before me as a valet/manager. She wanted to start wrestling so they sent her to me. She had already debuted by the time they brought me in. They actually brought me in to be apart of one of her stables. That's how I debuted."
"I hear she's making rounds again...even though, to you, it appeared..."
"Yea." he cuts her off and shakes his head. "Should've known she wouldn't be above using death as a reinvention technique. Apparently she'll be at that charity cruise thing I'm doing in the fall. I still expect it to just be a holograph of her wrapped in chains like the Ghost of Wrestling past. All together I was there for...almost 5 years, til they shut down. "
"Now was Colossuem directly after that or?"
"No, couple years or so. If you can't tell, I suck with dates. At this point, everything's blends together. I went to Japan for a few tours and one in Mexico before I came back and that's when Colossuem happened. And that was fucking wild."
"Wild? How so?"
"The feuds. The title runs in those feuds."
"How many runs did you have? I remember Paul telling me about some of the feuds. Vola, Duarte just to name a couple."
"I had eight in total I think between the four belts. Vola and I feuded and then became tag partners. Duarte was just pure spite. Most of the feuds were pure spite in one way, shape or form. There was a very defined old vs new in the locker room. Some of the older guys welcomed us in but.. most wanted us to know our place. I'm not like that. I fully believe that students should always surpass their masters. If they don't, their masters aren't teaching them everything they know and aren't doing their job. The point of teaching is to make sure what your teaching continues on well after you're dead. Shit got.. complicated by the time I made it up to the World Title and that lasted all of... 2 months and each defense I got thrown into a 3way. Yea.. people didn't like me and things didn't go... as planned. Tagging with Vola was fun in the ring. Our styles complimented each other nicely. Somehow, me and Liz always seemed to avoid each other. I was in line to get a shot at her, but then boardroom bullshit and the company swallowed itself whole. Was a fun place, lot of good people came out of there. Think me and Liz are the only ones left, honestly."
"Sounds like it saddens you.."
"A little. Place was a breeding ground, and in a good way. Like I said, a lot of good futures could've come out of there, but it is what it is. Maybe they did, I don't know. Not a week after it closed I was backstage at Korakuen."
"Japan, right? That's the arena with the giant stained glass window."
"No, that's Kyoto, but I've wrestled there too. I think I miss japan the most because of the intimacy of the shows. You do month to month and a half long tours where most venues are old and tiny. I'm talking 3k max. MAYBE 4 if it's one of the newer places. But the atmosphere can't be beat. You can literally feel the history."
"And it was after that you got hurt and stepped away?"
"Yea, I spent about 2 years there with some stints in Mexico in between. They had a talent exchange with a company out of Juarez. I'd do a tour every six or so months, wrestle a big show or two. Sorta wish I had spent more time in Mexico. Seen some amazing things. One of the last shows I did was a memorial and I don't remember the names of the individuals, but I remember the main event being the man's two sons in a Lucha de Apuesta's match, specifically mask vs title. They went like 45 minutes and no one sat down for the entire thing. 45,000 in this stadium and few more thousand outside afterwards. It was nuts."
"And then you got hurt and decided to walk away. Was it that you had been through the rehab and stuff too many times or?"
Devon moves the mic as he leans forward, his elbows on the table, slightly hunched. "Not really. I mean injuries are injuries, shit happens. No.. there was a lot of things I had seen that had soured me then. Seeing Colosseum die the way it did, few other places that I had done stints at that went under in similar ways. Mid to late 2000's was a very, very, dark period in certain circles."
"Circles? What do you mean by circles?" She asks.
"Wrestling tends to run in circles. Unless you're a large touring company, and even then it can become it's own circle. You got guys that primarily run the NW or the NE, etc, etc. Colo would tour, but we were still a mid-west company. That was our circle. Now some places, like XHF, bridge that having their name attached to a variety of circles."
"Is that why you chose SWAT to come back to?
"Part of it. SWAT's been around for ever. I remember them when I was in Colosseum. Never crossed paths with anyone but I remember a lot of their guys being on the best of's every year. I think Liz might've done their Amazon's show once or twice. Couple of others. But it's actually not how I found them. I originally found out about XHF because of J-Rock. One of my students was looking into them when she had thoughts of moving back to Japan and wanting to wrestle. Never came to fruition, but I remember the name. Thought about it myself cause Japan's always got a spot in my heart. I saw SWAT under the umbrella and thought.. why not one more run with the big dogs. I took 5 years off, I healed. Wasn't like I stopped training, still ahd the school. Was still putting on mock matches every week or so to keep my cardio up and keep my sharpness."
"Earlier you mentioned that your last show in Mexico was a memorial show. You have one coming up in SWAT where you're defending your title."
"Yea.. Packer/Tanner/Spitz.. I guess. Don't know the other two. Knew Spitz by name. Sad to see her go, that could've been fun. Anyways, yea I face Lucky Linda. Lucky for whom, I'm not too sure. I know int he press kit they said I was in for my toughest match yet and she was a locker room leader...which is funny, cause I don't know if she's even been around since I've been here. Which.. could be, I tend to have blinders on when I'm back stage. But.. if she's one of some sorta old guard coming back and gets handed a shot at my title. Bad idea. I already wrestle with a chip on my shoulder, that just pisses me off."
He lurches forward, now inches from the microphone. "Sure, you may have been someone, somewhere at some point. We all where. Hell I was, but I didn't come here begging for title shots based off of my past accolades. I took them and showed people that 'look, this is what I'm capable of if you give me a chance'. I got that chance and look at what I've done with it. Dethroned Williams, have beaten everyone they've thrown at me and took Goth to his absolute limit when he defended the title against me. A match I'm still pissed off about."
"Why? I watched that match, you gave everything. You left it all out there."
"Not all of it.. I could've gotten out of that, I could've hit more earlier. After that I went back and added new tricks to my arsenal and I realized that I should've done that earlier. But you live, you learn and you move on. Yoon learned that last week, La Fey learns that this week and whoever I have next week learns that too and so on and so on. Where it stops... don't care. I'll defend this title until I retire again, if I have to or until I move up. People look at "lower" titles with this weird.. disdain that I don't understand. For singles wrestlers you've got the TV Title which Osland has, the US Title which I have and the World Title which Eddie D has. Three top spots and I have one of them. I am one of the 3 BEST wrestlers in this company and NO ONE is going to take that away from me. When Williams had this belt it was a fucking gimmick on legs with his sleazy macho bullshit. I'm giving it a history. A legacy. This belt doesn't leave my grasp until I say so and then I'll do what I'm doing with this belt to the World Title or the TV or the Tag Titles, I don't really care. I'm putting Tradition back in SWAT or damnit I'll die trying."
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Post by vastrix on Aug 1, 2021 1:57:12 GMT -5
“Half on a Baby” by R.Kelly begins playing and throughout the arena the crowd begins buzzing over who it could possibly be coming out to such music. A few women (and fewer men) begin cheering in thinking who it could be.
Warden W. Webber: Who would be using the music of some pervert to come down to the ring?
Andrew Fulton: I would hazard a guess that some pervert would be doing it.
Warden W. Webber: That’s probably a good guess.
Andrew Fulton: Someone is coming out from the back.
Warden W. Webber: Some young man has just come out and is dancing…erotically? I think I know who that is! That’s “Guttertrash” Greg Adkins!
Andrew Fulton: One of the Galactic Sex Pirates?
Warden W. Webber: Well, at the Call to Arms, he was with Armand’s henchmen, but switched sides to join the GSP.
Andrew Fulton: I think that’s a big mistake as he makes an enemy of Armand von Krauss and the KGB.
Warden W. Webber: Well, I mean the pirates are pretty capable wrestlers and until recently, Greg Adkins was the XHF Phoenix champion.
Andrew Fulton: Greg is making his way down to the ring, stopping to kiss fans that want it on the way down to the ring. It should be noted that he is not forcing himself on fans. They are calling him over for some lovin’. Sick.
Warden W. Webber: You don’t think that he came all the way down to answer Eddie D’s open challenge did he?
Andrew Fulton: No. I would imagine that he wants some attention since losing the Phoenix title. I bet Rob Riot is going to come down to answer the challenge, not the pervert of the pirates.
Warden W. Webber: Greg is rolling into the ring and asking for a microphone. We’ll find out what he’s up to here shortly.
Greg Adkins: Hello SWAT! It’s wonderful to see and feel some of you all tonight!
Andrew Fulton: Yeah, he copped a feel on some on his way down to the ring. Disgusting!
Warden W. Webber: The fans seemed to have welcomed the contact or they would not have called him over to them.
Andrew Fulton: The man is a walking advertisement for safe sex. I wouldn’t want to touch that with a ten foot pole.
Greg Adkins: Some of you have likely seen the Galactic Sex Pirates upstage the KGB at NPW. Apparently, someone didn’t like the confrontation and decided to lay down an open challenge. An open challenge for the SWAT World Championship to any of the Galactic Sex Pirates. Eddie D, you wanna play? I’ll play with you.
Warden W. Webber: Greg Adkins has come to challenge Eddie D for the World title!
Andrew Fulton: Awww man. I would have hoped that one of the Bastards would taken Eddie up on his offer. Anyone but Greg Adkins? The worst Phoenix champion ever?
Warden W. Webber: Come on now, I don’t think he was the worst champion ever.
Andrew Fulton: Between two reigns, he’s had one successful defense.
Warden W. Webber: Well, maybe he’s in the top ten of the worst.
Greg Adkins: Now, I’m sure that some of you are asking yourselves. Why not Rob Riot? Because, I’m the man who drew the short straw. Now I’m not saying that SWAT is a bad company. I’ll let you lot draw your own conclusions as to how bad it is here at SWAT.
Andrew Fulton: I think he might have had the crowd up until that point. Now they are booing him like crazy for insulting SWAT.
Warden W. Webber: Yeah, I don’t know if that was the best of ideas.
Andrew Fulton: It doesn’t really matter since Eddie D will probably trounce the guy. Not that Eddie is going to make it by Frostbite tonight.
Greg Adkins: So, Eddie D. Know that I am coming for you. It is I who will cream your panties. Play me out!
Warden W. Webber: “Half on a Baby” by R. Kelly begins playing again so that Greg Adkins can head to the back. This time, no one calls him over to be groped by him. They throw garbage instead.
Andrew Fulton: The crowd certainly turned on him.
Warden W. Webber: I suppose it makes sense. Greg is the invader and Eddie D is now the “Good Guy”.
Andrew Fulton: Good Guy? Isn’t the Chucky serial killer doll a Good Guy doll?
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Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2021 4:00:09 GMT -5
A darkened corridor, a crate of Budweiser beers, it could only mean one thing...
Dakota Jennings........”I tried, believe me. I tried to leave the XHF altogether... I made promises to the AWF that I ultimately could not keep. I promised everyone that I would be the AWF Prestige Champion in less than a year and guess what? They folded. How the hell could I keep that promise? I was a wrestler without a home.”
She opens up a can of the lager and drinks from it with gusto.
Dakota Jennings........”I get a call from, of all people, my ex boyfriend, Cross Recoba, he says that ReKota could be the hottest thing in SWAT and I look at their roster and I see one name, Keith fucking Williams... Do you know how much anxiety his name causes me? I beat him in, I believe his very first match in the AWF and then, not months later, he became the Prestige Champion, over me. I think I pinned two different people in that match and then I failed to Adam Sanders, who would ultimately lose to Keith Williams. Between the two of them, they stole my fucking right! I am the holder of this fucking briefcase and you know what that got me? Did it get me the shot at Bloodied Fox? Nope, it got me into a five way scramble that I ultimately lost. Keith Williams won that fucking match.”
A can is already gone and another one is in the redhead's hand. The briefcase sits in front of her, an inanimate object that still holds so much power.
Dakota Jennings........”What did I do? Did I muscle it up and march on? Fuck no, I did a Shawn Michaels, lost my fucking smile, took my ball and went home. Do you even know just how embarrassing that is? I let every one of the ReVenants laugh at me, including Neo James Carner, I walked away and I went off to becoming a fucking chef, I split up with Cross Recoba because I am a fucking failure, I disappointed him and I disappointed all of you. In SWAT, that changes...”
Did you hear that clunk? The can in the bin? Yeah, Dakota's drinking and spewing venom again...
Dakota Jennings........”I hold the briefcase until Halloween, this case that proves that I am the best in the world at what I do, I am the ONLY female winner of the End of Days tournament. You think that I approached SWAT because of my looks? Did I want to join SWAT to be a valet? Nope... I joined SWAT to prove that I, Dakota Jennings, am the best female wrestler on this planet. If that means reforming ReKota with my ex-boyfriend, then so be it. SWAT... believe me, you're in for a treat because Dakota Jennings is back and believe me now, if you were to cut me open, you will find that there is venom in my veins, you will also realize over the weeks to come, that three letters are very important... ”
She finger gestures at the camera, the letters, Dee, Kay and Oh.
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Post by Jonnie Valentine on Aug 1, 2021 19:21:10 GMT -5
Light Reps with Jason Alexander
(Some keyboard music plays over the graphic "Light Reps with Jason Alexander", then Jason Alexander steps into the shot. He's wearing workout gear and a headband) Jason Alexander: Hello, and welcome back to Light Reps with Jason Alexander. Our guest today is former SWAT World Heavyweight Champion "Wrestling's Social Butterfly" Jonnie Valentine. (Jonnie Valentine steps into the shot, also wearing workout gear. The cheezy keyboard music continues underneath) "Wrestling's Social Butterfly" Jonnie Valentine: Hey Jason, great to see you again. Jason Alexander: Likewise. How's little Evan? I remember going to his birthday party and Nicole Richie was DJing. Jonnie Valentine: Well, she was pressing play. Jason Alexander: I didn't want to say anything but, yes. Jonnie Valentine: Evan's great. He recently won the Battle of the Best with no help from his father. Jason Alexander: Well, will you look at that? A "Hollywood first" right here on Light Reps with Jason Alexander. Ready to get started? Jonnie Valentine: Sure, I need to be at my best for my match with Soutter at the Adrian Tanner Jr./Packer Memorial Cup. Jason Alexander: Ok, now we're gonna start with this 20 pound curl bell. Jonnie Valentine: Ok. (Both Jason and Jonnie start curling the 20 pound weight. The camera zooms into their biceps, back to their two shot, and then back to their biceps) Jason Alexander: You feel that? Jonnie Valentine: Oh yeah. Jason Alexander: Not too much weight, we want reps here on Light Reps with Jason Alexander. Jonnie Valentine: Absolutely. Jason Alexander: I want the camera to get how this is working our lats. Can you get that, Roger? (Camera zooms into Jason Alexander's sinewy latissimus dorsi covered by a protective layer of karate chub and wandering shoulder hair) Jason Alexander: Beautiful, beautiful. Ok, you feeling it? Jonnie Valentine: Oh, I'm feeling it. Jason Alexander: Are you tired? Jonnie Valentine: Not yet. Jason Alexander: Alright! Now it's time to wind down our workout with some ten pound hand weights. Jonnie Valentine: Ok. (Jason and Jonnie switch out the curling bell for the handweights) Jason Valentine: You feel that resistance? Jonnie Valentine: A little. Jason Alexander: This is working all the muscles at once, Your back, your legs... (Camera zooms into Jonnie's back, covered in scars from barbed wire matches and C4 explosions, then fades to a shot of Jason Alexander's furry pecs) Jonnie Valentine: Oh yeah. Jason Alexander: After this you'll be able to beat anyone. Jonnie Valentine: I better. If I win, I can finally take back my SWAT World Heavyweight Championship. If I lose, I can never wrestle anywhere but SWAT. Now, as it stands, I don't want to wrestle anywhere else but SWAT, but Soutter wants to make it so I could never wrestle for anyone but him. But I'm a butterfly. And butterflies are free to fly. Fly Away. SWAT was in a renaissance when I was World Champion, but Eddie D got jealous and took it away from me. Then SWAT had quarter hours like never before when I was GM, but Soutter got jealous and took that away too. Now Eddie D merch is selling less than 200 units a quarter. A QUARTER!! Jason Alexander: Well with the pandemic... Jonnie Valentine: It's not the pandemic, George, Soutter was doing fully packed shows the entire time. We had 6 house shows get shut down by the health department, and Old George, our custodian we had for 28 years died of covid. This is what I'm talking about, it's been a rudderless ship lately and I'm gonna be that for them. Jason Alexander: A what? Jonnie Valentine: A rudder. I'm going to rudder the company to the right...part of the water. I'm not entirely sure what a rudder does, but the point is that when SWAT needed a World Champion I was that. When SWAT needed a GM I was that too. No one needs to win a match to keep me in SWAT, but I need to win to once again become champion. Soutter and I have shed blood countless times before, but this time, I need to vanquish him to get back what I should have never lost. The SWAT World Heavyweight Championship. Jason Alexander: Alright! Let's towel off! (The keyboard music comes up full as Jonnie Valentine and Jason Alexander high five and it freeze frames. The credits roll over a graphic of Light Reps with Jason Alexander)
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