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Post by Wade Mason on Nov 3, 2009 16:06:50 GMT -5
[Tag Team Match] The Blacklist [V/Quaranta] Vs. David Blazenwing & Shane Magnus
Limit: 2 Each Maximum First Deadline: Saturday November 7th at 11:59pm EST Final Deadline: Sunday November 8th at 11:59pm EST Kirsten Shelley: Both Magnus and Blazenwing have saved each other from attacks at the hands of the Blacklist. This week, Wade Mason pits them together to take on two of the members of the group. V and Quaranta look to shut up the TGW Champion and Magnus, who has been a thorn in their side.
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Post by steve on Nov 6, 2009 9:35:09 GMT -5
The music was loud, the rhythmic, undulating bass line of the song that was playing threatening to entrance the patrons of Dino's Bar & Grill. He'd found the place after the match at Animosity that saw his team fall to defeat at the hands of The Blacklist. He'd needed some solace that night. Not because his team had lost. Losing was part of the business. He knew that. But the lack of effort from his teammates, one of whom was supposed to be the TGW World Heavyweight Champion...disheartening, to say the least. Blazenwing's indecision might end up costing the both of them, in the end. Perhaps Blazenwing had decided, but wasn't revealing his decision. Perhaps he thought it best to play it close to the vest. He couldn't help but think that Blazenwing was a fool if he thought to use a potential World Title win as some sort of barter in this conflict. Hopefully, he wasn't stupid enough to think that if he won the World Championship that he would have any kind of 'edge' over the Blacklist. He hulled things over as he studied his drink. He wasn't even sure exactly what it was. He'd ordered something 'stiff', not even caring about the connotations thereof. The bartender, a very attractive young lady, had raised an eyebrow at his request, but brought him something suitable. Being here was something of a double-edged sword. It was comforting on one level, but on several others......
The last time he'd been in a bar, someone had ended up dead, and it had been his fault. The images of that particular evening would never leave his mind completely, and he was kind of glad of it. It would serve as a reminder. Keep him in check in the areas in which he needed to be kept...in check. Ah, prepositions.
It was during a brief inner struggle over the proper monologue grammar that he noticed her across the bar. He had turned from his drink momentarily to purvey the dance floor. He needed some release after the frustration he'd experienced in the ring, and he was quite confident that his looks and charm could net him any unattached woman in this establishment, which -despite the rather pedestrian name- had quite a high-caliber clientele. Upon spotting her, he immediately wondered if she had stalked him here. Well, 'stalked' might be a little harsh, considering their burgeoning workplace relationship. Still, professionalism is one thing, and private life quite another. If she had followed him here...not cool.
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Teresa Quaranta. Ah....it appears destiny takes us in different directions than I could hope. I cannot say how disheartened I am that our first in-ring encounter turned out to be so.....adversarial. I was hoping for something much more..... mutually beneficial, personally. But the troubles began before our one on one match at the pay per view. They began the Monday before, actually. I might as well have had two drunken monkeys out there with me on that particular Monday night. AJ Adams, I'm going to go ahead and tell you, moffie....the only reason you were the TGW World Champion is because you weren't forced to wrestle for the title. Yeah, let that sink in for a moment, Cody Only. At any rate, Adams, I've seen invalids put up more resistance than what you offered against The Blacklist. You could have at least wrestled like you gave half-a-damn. You sported that belt like you were the prince of the city, walking around with the temerity to compare yourself to Scott Free, not that he was anything special. Glad you thought quoting a mid-talent wrestler made you look important. I get the feeling that that's what you're all about anyway. "The Look". The look of being important, or special, or something other than what you really are; a no-talent hack who couldn't wrestle his way out of a paper bag if it had holes in it. There's more to this business than the 'look', Adams. One day, you may just learn that, and you'll realize what an idiot being TGW Champion made out of you.
But, that is the past, and the future looms dark, and large over our heads now. The blacklist has done exactly what they set out to do..they have entrenched themselves into TGW, and now, it will take a massive effort to remove them. One more brief lament, Ms. Quaranta....it seems destiny is content to push us against each other as opponents. Still, I'd hoped for something much more....bonding for us, honestly. Alas, that will likely never be, now. Ah well, there are other 6'3" super-hot 190 pound underwear models around, I suppose. Some might even be female. But none, I'd bet, as feisty as you. Once again, we are set to face each other. This is the second time we will be placed on opposing teams. I must say, even though the outcome wasn't favorable, I much preferred our one on one match. Just me, touching just you. Just you, touching just me.....intoxicating, really. I find myself wondering if you will be as....lively as you were at Retribution.
But don't be mistaken, Teresa. Regardless of my personal opinions about you, this coming Monday is about business. Serious business. Seriously. This Monday at Animosity is going to be about right versus wrong. It doesn't get any more clear-cut than that. You made the mistake of choosing the wrong side, Teresa, and this Monday, I promise you one thing: you're going to begin to regret that decision. I wish I could honestly tell myself that you have been led astray, or misguided in some way, but I know that's not true. I can see in your eyes that you relish in this. You luxuriate in every single despicable act committed by the Blacklist. You likely want to see just how much you and the gang can get away with. Wait a minute, what am I saying? It's obvious to anyone with a lick of sense that The Blacklist is Jack Darling's show. He's 'Scooby', you guys are just the 'Doo', if you follow. Don't get too offended, but it's pretty obvious. Darling is obviously the man with the power in your group. After this Monday, he'll be the only one of you that has avoided having to get in the ring with me. So yeah, he's the man with all the stroke amongst the four of you. All you, V and Morgan are? Jack Darling's ass kissers. That's right. He says "jump!", you three ask "How high, Mr. Darling?" He says "stop!", you chime right in, "Hammer time!" And best believe, Teresa, that if Jack Darling stops too quickly, he's gonna have to have your head removed from his rectum. but then, I guess you must like that view, since it's Never. Going. to Change. See, while your collective might be a meeting of like minded individuals who come together as equals to dominate TGW, Jack Darling doesn't see it that way. he CAN'T see it that way, hey? He can't see it that way, because Jack Darling is arrogant enough to believe he doesn't HAVE any equals, Teresa. To jack Darling, having an equal would be an insult. It would lessen him as a person, even if only in his own twisted mind. And I assure you, that when he's done using you, you will be discarded, and he'll move on to the next person he can use.
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He wasn't sure when the young woman had sidled up beside him. He'd been busy checking the dance floor for another appearance of the woman he'd noticed earlier. Perhaps she'd left. It wouldn't surprise him. She'd been dancing with a rather striking young man, and both looked to be rather well-lubricated. He wondered if she'd noticed him. He didn't try to hide, exactly, but he didn't try to make himself obvious, either. If it were mere coincidence that they'd both ended up in the same club at the same time, perhaps his presence went unnoticed. He certainly didn't need her reporting back to the man that she had seen him in such a place. He heard an exasperated sigh from his other side, and turned to see the young woman who had gotten very close to him roll her eyes. He could hardly blame her. He had been rather pre-occupied.
"My apologies," he said. He tried to make sure his voice sounded remorseful, even though he hardly cared. If she left, there would be another.
The young lady smiled a little too politely, and let her fingers trace idly up and down his forearm. "That's okay," she said sweetly. "Buy me a drink?"
He hailed the bartender, who openly rolled her eyes in amusement. He looked at the young woman, realizing he hadn't gotten her name. Hadn't gotten it, or hadn't bothered to remember it. One was as good as the other. He could blame the din in the club on not being able to properly hear it, but that seemed like work. He took another route instead.
"I'm horrible with names, love. What did you say yours was?"
"I'm Gretchen. And uhm...I didn't get your name, either." At least she went through the trouble of acting embarrassed. He knew it likely didn't matter what his name was. The girl got points for pretending it did, though.
"I'm Shane. What would you like to drink, Gretchen?" He made sure to put on his most charming smile, simply as a repayment for her keeping up the illusion that this might be something more than the requisite introduction before a night of glorious, momentarily gratifying, but ultimately unsatisfying and -knowledge of first names aside- anonymous sex. Sometimes, illusion is important. She smiled widely at him, knowing now that she had his full and undivided attention. Across the room, near the hallway that led to the restrooms, she watched. Taking a mental note of that charming smile. She knew he'd seen her dancing. She'd made sure of it. Well, as sure as she could without causing some sort of disturbance. The girl next to him, with her flowing blond hair, and "I'm dumb as fuck" smile, her medicinally enhanced bust-line, her catty eyes....ugh. She knew the girl wasn't even his 'type'. He'd seen the way he looked at her earlier, as she swayed with the music, letting her temporary lover practically grope her on the dance floor. He saw the look of desire on his face. That look was way more real than that blond's chesticles, she was sure. That, or the man deserved an Oscar. She jumped a bit as her 'man' came up from behind her. he smelled like cheap whiskey. Somehow, she was sure that Magnus would never smell like alcohol, regardless of how much he'd had to drink.
She found herself wondering what he smelled like, then chided herself for it. That was something she knew better than to let herself get caught up in. She was working, plain and simple. The man wanted tabs kept on the boy, and she was elected to do it. Nothing more, nothing less. It was a wonder, she thought, that she found time for this AND all of the other things she had going on. It had better pay off. The man simply wanted reassurance, of course. The boy was, by and large, an unknown. Oh he'd said all the right words when meeting with the man before all of this began, but business was business, and the man wanted to be sure he was getting what the boy told him he'd be getting all those weeks ago. Then, of course, there was his past to think about. Magnus plus alcohol had equated to some rather unfortunate circumstances in the past. Something like that could not be allowed to happen again, especially now.
Her 'man' planted a soft kiss on her neck as his arms wrapped around her waist. She thought his name might be Bruno, or something similar. Not that it mattered. He thought he would be tapping that ass tonight, but he'd be lucky if she didn't decide to geld him, and leave him in an alley. Still, that signaled that it was time to move on. A confrontation here would do no good, and if Magnus saw her again, a confrontation might just be in the offing.
"Let's go, stud."
He grinned like a retard at that, thinking it indicated he would get to exercise what he'd so affectionately referred to as his 'baby-maker'.
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So, Teresa, you won't have Morgan for a partner this time around. Instead, you'll be teamed with the newest member of your group, a man known simply as 'V'. Tell me, what ever could that stand for? Visitor? Vengeance? How about Victory?
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I kid. You look entirely too serious to go by a name such as "Vagina". Still it wouldn't surprise me if it was something equally ridiculous. Any group consisting of the members The Blacklist boasts could contain any number of idiotic things. And I guess you wonder how I could have the audacity to call anything related to The Blacklist 'idiotic', hey? Quaranta said it herself, almost immediately after stepping in front of a camera in TGW. Groups like The Blacklist are doomed to fail. She listed a few good reasons for it, too, but I'm going to relate one she clearly has disregarded. The Blacklist is going to fail because people in TGW give a damn. The people in that locker room, while likely totally incapable of forcing you out of TGW, are some real go-getters, meaning that no matter how often they fail, they will pick themselves up and try again. And they will continue to try until you just don't have the energy to keep them from destroying you anymore. Of course, that's actually plan B. See, plan A is...me. And you may feel free to note how you 'defeated' me at Retribution, Teresa, but you didn't. Oh, you beat me, I'll give you credit where it's due, but we both know that there's a different between 'beating' someone, and 'defeating' them. A beaten foe may rally themselves for yet another effort, no matter how badly out-manned they appear to be. A defeated foe is finished. Thus, you will never 'defeat' me. Even if your hand gets raised in victory a hundred times -a hundred times a hundred- you will never defeat me. I cannot, and will not allow it.
Why, you ask? Why fight on in the face of certain defeat? Well for one thing, I wouldn't say defeat is so certain. TGW can and will be rid of you. Honor demands it. I demand it. It's what's right. Getting rid of the lot of you is the right thing to do. If the rest of these so-called superstars would stop trying to see how they can use the situation to their advantage, and just do something for the greater good, you fools would already be gone. Do you hear me, Russell Franchise? Do you hear me, Jake Norton? Do you hear me....David? Franchise seems to think that if he yells enough vulgarity, often enough, and loudly enough, things will magically get better. Let me clue you in on something, Franchise....not matter how many swear words you use, or how loudly you talk...YOU'RE STILL FULL OF SHIT! In other words, shut your mouth, and let your actions speak for themselves, Russell. We need people like you in this fight, but we don't need your mouth getting on everyone's nerves the entire time. We also don't need your obvious lust for the World Title getting in the way. You need to decide which you want more, Russell. The World title, or the Blacklist....gone. Decide quickly, hey? The Blacklist is only getting more entrenched while we keep having to look over our shoulders to see which one of us is waiting to stab us in the back.
And Jake Norton shows up, with a taser, no less, and puts a charge into Jack Darling. Real nice move, Jake. But are you here to do some good for TGW, or are you here looking out for yourself, and trying to start trouble with a high-profile wrestler simply to get some recognition? We need people, Jake, even people like you, to succeed in this struggle. We need everyone who will lend an un-selfish hand. Everyone willing to help without expecting something in return, simply to make sure that TGW stays what it was intended to be: the best un-filtered wrestling on the planet.
And so, I come to you, World Champion. It is you that I have seen, even before you won that title, as the only one truly fit to stand beside me and fight this....vile thing that has crept in amongst us. There are others who may be willing to stand and fight, but it is we who must be the front line, David. It is you and I who must lead by example, because between the two of us, we have the ability to make a resistance to this....abomination. And I don't speak of a mere 'show' of resistance, as someone like AJ Adams would likely be satisfied with. No. A true defiance to everything the Blacklist stands for. The other roster members need us to lead, David. The fans need us to lead....TGW needs us to lead.
So, why 'we'? Why do I insinuate myself into a situation that normally, a raw rookie wouldn't touch with a 39-and-a -half-foot pole? It seems for all the supposedly 'experienced' wrestlers on the TGW roster, that I am the only one who truly grasps the situation. And you can protest all you want to, David. The truth is, I can see you slipping into that comfort zone, now that you have your heart's desire. I could wish on Christmas that you'd lost at Retribution. I think it would have been infinitely better for your drive to end this conflict. Already, you talk about how TGW is your "house." Slipping back into the snide, crass jackass who thought that toting around the World title belt of his own company made him important. Don't let it happen, David. don't become that man again. You owe to the fans, but you also owe it to yourself to be a champion that not only the fans, wrestlers and promoters of TGW can be proud of, but a champion that YOU can be proud of.
Can you seriously tell me that you would be proud of your time as champion here if your reign is marked by the unchecked takeover of the company by The Blacklist? You won that title belt, and at first I thought there could be no better thing to happen for TGW than for you to have that belt, to represent the company with the pride and dignity it deserves in it's standard-bearer. But you sling the belt over your shoulder, or wrap it around your waist, you slide your shiny sunglasses on, and you remembered where you put your smarmy grin, and slapped it back on, too. And you call TGW your 'house'. And what happens? I saved you -yet again- from the Blacklist. That is why I am worthy to lead this cause. That is why I must lead. I want you there with me, David. I want you at the fore of TGW's defenders. But, you have to put away these childish things. Your ego, for one, is nothing but a hindrance waiting to happen. Your attitude, slipping into the old, familiar ways of your past, another stumbling block. You're the face of this company, David. That's not enough for what we're up against. It's not enough for what TGW needs to survive.
Perhaps you think I'm taking this too far; that the threat of the Blacklist isn't that dire. Wrong. Maybe you think I'm being paranoid. Maybe I am, but it's warranted, David. The question in circumstances like these isn't "Are you paranoid?" It's "Are you paranoid enough?" Franchise was almost right the other night, when he told you something that I said to you weeks ago: Do the right thing. What you and I have to show the rest of them, David is that doing the right thing isn't enough, anymore. Not now. What we do is important, yes, but of equal importance is how we do it. We not only need to do the right thing, David....we need to do it the right way. Some of these TGW superstars think they can do what they think is the right thing, any old way they want to do it, but they're wrong, and we need to show them that there's only one way to do this right. We need to lead by example, and we need to start leading this week. I don't want to see your ego, hey? I don't want to see your ridiculous sunglasses, and I don't want to see your sneer. I want to see you do something similar to what you did at Retribution. I want to see you put in work, 'Champ.'
I hope I can count on you to do the right thing, David. I hope I can count on you to check all the peripheral bull at the door, and simply bring your will, your ability, and your desire to do the right thing, the right way. If you do that, then I promise you, when you walk out of the arena Monday night, you'll have something no one else can claim; a 1-0 record against the Blacklist. If we commit to stand together, to do this and do it right, David, I know that no force The Blacklist can muster can stand before us.
And Quaranta, V.....fucking ridiculous name...you'd best be as ready as you've ever been, because I'm counting on the 'right' D-Blaze showing up at Animosity. We won't be there to play head games, and we won't be there to have a mouth-running contest. We'll be there to take the first step to truly putting you and yours in your place. And if Blazenwing doesn't show up in the right frame of mind, or doesn't want to get on board? Well, I'll just beat the shit out of all of you, and shut the Blacklist down myself.
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Rain drizzled as he opened the taxi's door for Gretchen. It was coming down just hard enough to be a nuisance. A minor aggravation. As he settled into the seat beside her, he placed an arm around her shoulder, to reassure her that he was focused solely on her. If actions can be lies, that was one. He wasn't thinking of her in the slightest. His mind was on her. Gretchen leaned in close, and kissed him gently on the cheek, as if she were that familiar with him. Grabbing his ass on the dance floor was one thing, but an act of such....knowing tenderness was out of bounds. He pushed her away gently, smiling kindly, and explained that public displays of affection, at least those of that particular nature were off-limits, at least on a first date. Then he let his mind drift back to the woman. She was a magnificent creature, to be sure. How had she managed to capture his imagination so...suddenly, so...death-grippy? She filled his every waking thought, save for when he was in the ring, or saving Blazenwing's ass...again.
Later, he realized he'd thought about her all night, magnified by seeing her in the club with the caveman she was dragging around. He thought about her before, during and after his tryst with Gretchen, and now as the nubile blond lay sleeping in his bed, he thought of her still, grimacing as he pondered the prospect of the oaf topping her, then wondering why he didn't like the notion. Barring another surprise encounter, he knew what he could expect from her the next time he saw her. The thought didn't sit well.
Why must these games be played?
Because if you don't play, he remembered the man saying, you can't win.
EDIT:Color fix.... sorry.
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Post by teresaquaranta on Nov 6, 2009 23:42:28 GMT -5
.::. there is no truth. .::. "What do I look like?" As coincidence has it, I'm dressed to make the answering easy. I've got on this tight black mini and a sport top, both of them still have that vaguely rubbery fresh from the store smell - it's probably as close to naked as I'm going to get without sending Estelle eeking out of the room. She says, "you're very pretty" in the most morose way she can manage, slings my bags onto the floor and starts slogging towards the door. I make a loud grunt and she turns around. "You're still mad at me about putting bruises on you." "No, it's not that. It's -" She holds a finger up and pulls my laptop off the table, makes a few clicks, and shows me the TGW roster page. Believe it or not, I hadn't even looked since joining - I've gone right to the video page. She doesn't make her point aloud, but I get it. Those headshots... look pretty absurd, when you put them all together. But I'd already thought about how few really, really gross looking people I'd run into in any major company, and I'd decided to really think hard about it later. "But see, that plays in to what I'm talking about - I had a guy call me a butt ugly bitch last week and about eight thousand people agreed with him, and I've got Shane giving me that condescending it's a shame you're kicking me in the mouth instead of gently groping me speech, which is good on one level because he'll be easy to take advantage of, but on the other hand is - I mean, there's mental prepwork when you have to crack someones head, and when all they do is look depressed and go but you're purdy - it ruins the gravity of what you're doing." Estelle grabs a chair and sits next to me - I'm vaguely reminded of being in a psychiatrist's office. "The crowd didn't really mean it. There's not much to say about your performance, is there? And you're not shoving your tits into the camera, soooo ugly." "Fucking Jake Norton." I'd been thinking about him for the entire time she was talking. "Speaking of ruining the gravity. You know if he'd come to Retribution... with a gun, and had shot me in the chest... it honestly would have been one of the most wonderful nights of my life. Because you don't just get a gun with a ho-hum attitude in your mind. Those are the actions of a traumatized person. Those are the actions of someone who's thought about you and cares about what you've done. I put him in the hospital - I mean really, really snapped him in half. And then he comes back with Harvey Clayton. Who the hell is Harvey Clayton? What does he have to do with us? And he tazers Jack Darling in the back. Jack Darling?" "How did Jack take it, by the way?" "Oh, he's livid. There probably won't be anything left after he's done with him. What's bad about is that if he'd come out by himself I would have sent the guys to the back or something. I spent months thinking about him, and how he would come back, and what he would do - and he throws around people who don't have anything to do with us. He doesn't respect what we shared. He's not afraid of me or enraged at me or focused or anything really, he just treats this like something that gets him off." I bite my lip. That was a little unfair. "Something that only gets him off. I put more of myself into his... development... than I would with other people." I rotate my shoulders. "Which is fine. I'm going to take right back from him until... until I'm satisfied." "Hey. Shane Magnus." "What about him." "You ever thought about... bumping uglies?" "What? No." "Okay..." Estelle leaned over conspiratorially. "What if he renamed hisself 'S'?" "Uuuuugh -" "Maybe he should look Lauren Jackson up. You've got sort of similar proportions, she posed naked that one time - maybe they could get together and talk about their funny accents. You know. 'G'Day, mate', 'Oy, bokkie'..." Usually it's my job to have the embarrassing verbal train of thought. I just go on talking and ignore her. "I remember a certain someone else like... entering a wedding ceremony on a show with her tits pushed all the way up to Greenland and getting a bunch of catcalls thrown in with the jeering. I just think it's strange that one guy can call me an ugly tranny who sounds like Doctor Girlfriend and another guy can... well I told you about that time with Phil, right?" "Maybe some guys are into trannies? OK, seriously, what do you think is more likely - guys like different things and Franchise can work a crowd, or that you are some supernatural avatar whose life is the purpose of the world's existence and others can only see dim reflections of your true self filtered through their own experience?" I thought about this one for a long time, but the only thing I decided was that I would love very much for a man to consider me irredeemably evil. .::. there is no right. .::. Instead of warming you up with a recap of last week and cackling about how the Blacklist is unstoppable and all of that, I'd like to start by recapping some things Wade Mason said last week. Most of you were at the microwave or wiping drool out of the corners of your mouths anyway. Listen:
Instead of Australia, the next Pay-Per-View is going to be in Texas. The TGW Title is on the line as soon as the champion steps into the building. Whoever "dares to challenge" David Blazenwing (and I swear to God Mason used those exact words, I couldn't make up anything that stupid) will be fighting him under No-DQ, Falls Count Anywhere rules.
There's more to the show, but I'm going to stop here. How long is an average TGW PPV? Couple hours? Are any of those people gonna play bodyguard for Blazenwing on a night that could make their own careers? Hell no.
After that, there's a Scramble match as the main event. That features the champion, who may or may not be Blazenwing, and four other people.
How many - ahahahahaha .... how many people are in this group again? There's me, that's one. There's Darling, that's two. There's Reina, that's threeee, there's V, that's... why that's Four.
Now three of these four people will be thrown in through qualifying matches. Matches like Jack Darling vs. Russell Franchise. Oh the suspense. We'll probably see some combination of AJ Adams, the guy who pissed away a one on one title shot by getting chair happy, Shane Magnus, the guy I'll have beaten twice by then, Jake Norton, who you last saw sucking my spit off his face, pitching a tent in his pants and getting tackled by TGW security... maybe Hyde or Q gets thrown in there, I don't know... either way, it's a bunch of five minute long WCW Saturday Night beatdowns we're looking at here. Everyone knows this.
Now the real beauty of it is this: after those three qualifying matches are done and Blazenwing is looking at, let's say Jack Darling, Reina Morgan, and myself in the main event - three people who could easily take his head off one on one, let alone simultaneously - there's one more slot up for grabs in an over the top rope battle royal. It's open to anyone on the roster, which means Mason can't even lock that fourth person out of it. Can V or me or Reina knock down a bunch of TGW's also-rans? It's not as fun as a Hard Ten match or anything, but yeah, easy.
So basically, Wade Mason, quite possibly the markiest mark professional wrestling has ever seen, threw a bunch of CUEL GIMMICKS at a dartboard and booked a month of mismatches culminating in a 2 hour cross-arena beatdown to be immediately followed by a 15 minute long Four on One handicap match.
Wow. Just... wow.
I thought giving AJ Donavon the world title just for showing up was the worst management choice I'd ever seen, but essentially this show... Jesus Wade. I thought you were booking a wrestling show, not Passion of the Blazenwing.
Sometimes it feels like gloating, when I point out the obvious. But I do it anyway.
I don't feel like I'm doing as much for "the business" of TGW when I can't say "So and so will leave as TGW Champion". But eh, fuck the business: Blazenwing will die, and that should sell plenty of tickets. He would have died in a one on one match but now he gets to die more theatrically due to management incompetence, and isn't that the best way to go? Because really, what's the point of crushing someone's head with a blunt object if you can't bring them face to face with their own cosmic worthlessness first? David Blazenwing, even if you've just started watching him a few weeks ago, is a man with issues on top of issues on top of issues. For somebody married with a kid, he basically has the emotional disposition of a sixteen year old boy. Here's someone who caved in one girl's head and crushed the throat of another one because he wasn't getting enough attention for losing wrestling matches.
No matter what happens, he's convinced that there's some sort of reserve of respect owed to him that nobody's giving him, and that if he stomps his foot hard enough and begs nice and loud, the day will come when he crosses some imaginary statistical threshold and people will treat him like a person who matters. It won't. If Blazenwing shows up next week with a thousand world titles to my one, he's still not going to get treated like one of the cool kids. The awed whispers, the "all due respect" in opponents words, that isn't given by titles because there's too many of them, it's given exclusively by your ability to hurt others, because most professional wrestlers are too stupid to understand anything else. It's why Jack Darling has it, it's why V has it among those who are familiar, it's why I'm very close to it, and it's why he isn't.
He is at his core, a really shitty guy motivated by spite and envy, and the only reason that anybody has sympathy for him is because he's getting beaten up by people who are better than he is, and because he's acting like slightly less of a dick because he's TEH WORLD CHAMP. Once he's not, that'll be over. Magnus can talk Blazenwing up as his new buddy all that he wants, but let's face it, if Blazenwing has to roll The System in gasoline and throw lit matches on him in order to get his next title shot, then San Diego is going to smell like burnt flesh and bad catchphrases for the next week and a half. Here's a guy who was beating the shit out of random people a few weeks ago, and you want to trust him with your life and livelihood? Franchise wants to chant "Do the Right Thing" at this man like a mongoloid? Can we just cut to the part where he gets speared through a table, skip to the kids with the "Why DB Why" signs held up, the episode where Franchise bites his bottom lip and says "yo dawg, remember the time V punted you in the back of the head? I was right next to you when that happened, dawg! I thought we was brahs, dawg!"
Or maybe he'll say I thought we was dawgs, brah. I'm not up to date with the...
Anyway, my point- and this is a pretty big one - is that I was listening to Franchise talk about how TGW is the place "where wrestling isn't watered down". Here's the thing. I don't really work harder to make Wade Mason money than I did to make Orson Saint money, then I did to make Corey Page or Craig Miles money. The rules for the matches here are exactly the same as the rules at a hundred places on the West Coast, let alone the thousands of places across the country. This place isn't ECW 1998, it's not a unique setting, it's not a cultural phenomenon, it's not underground - shit, we've got the Google logo painted everywhere around here - so it's really not a surprise that Franchise has to resort to nonsense and advertising copy to explain why this place is so unique, so worth fighting for. The answer's staring him in the face:
It's NOT. The people fighting to "save" TGW aren't fighting because there's some special magic about the place, and the only thing that unifies them is that they're fighting to preserve a status quo that worked for them. AJ Adams is somehow NEVER PINNED NEVER SUBMITTED despite losing every match he's had for the last hundred years, Franchise has been Volitionary Champion forever thanks to no one being interested in his title and having defended it against Kaori Shikagami, Beltenmarks got to be TEH WORLD CHAMP and Shane Magnus got to be the guy who beat TEH WORLD CHAMP in addition to the heavy load of insecurities I talked about on Retribution.
Speaking of which. Hi, Shane. I feel like I introduced myself pretty well last time, and I think you've introduced yourself pretty well, what with the running forearm and all, so let's so straight to it:
A man who spends half his camera time trying to change the nature's of his opponents doesn't have the right to lecture me on who I choose to fucking associate with. Franchise, don't be a showy belt mark! Adams, don't be a lazy bitch! Blazenwing, don't be an egomaniac! You can be the only guy who hasn't gotten owned yet!
What, do you think I never watched an eWo show or something? The Thunderdome was a five minute drive from my house - I watched Darling on tapes from home, I've got a hard drive full of stuff that's featuring Jack Darling. I know exactly who Jack Darling is: he is the best and most consistent all-arounder in professional wrestling today. I wouldn't say he's infallible - he wouldn't say that, but he's dogged and determined.If you luck into a win the first night, he'll get you the second one, or the third one. Or the fourth. It's exactly the mercilessness that's so absent in all of you. Plan Appeal To My Desire To Be Number One isn't going to work: After two and a half years of being this good at hurting people, I have just two title reigns on my resume. I'm not David Blazenwing. I'm not a mark for myself. I don't need to beat Russell Franchise to validate myself as a human being. If Jack Darling leaves Onslaught as TGW Champion, I will go to sleep as contented as if I'd won the thing myself. I'm not sure whether your Scooby gang has me wearing heavy boots and doing all the hard work or hanging on Jack's arm every time the team splits up, or just getting high and eating sandwiches - but if I'm doo, then why in the world are you so desperate to eat me?
Your misunderstanding of my nature is incredible.
The weakness of your allies is inarguable.
The beating coming to you is inevitable.
And your priceless advice, your urge to set right a world that doesn't want it, is exploitable.
And I will.
I won't lie and say that everybody on the List has exactly the same motivations - but I will say that we've got the same end goal in mind, and it's a goal that will make TGW a little more unique than being say, a place where "the wrestling isn't watered down".
Starting November 30th, TGW will be the place where the heroes completely and irrevocably lost, the day where the TGW as it existed from that first thrilling match between Camisado and Sebastian King dies. And as wonderful as it is to know that you'll keep coming back over and over again for more, what's going to happen to David Blazenwing? The phrase Messiah gets thrown around a lot in these circles, usually by thin twenty year olds in mascara who want to skip to the glory right past the whole crucifixion bit. But I can think of no more perfect sacrifice for the sins of this company, and there are a LOT of 'em, aren't there?
We'll have to get you started early..::. there is no beauty. .::. "Andras, you've GOT to stop jumping on that thing!" "Fucking A, relax I'm gonna pay for it!" "No me jodas, don't even start, you ALWAYS say that you're gonna pay for it, but you never do!" Finally, my mother threw her hands up in the air and said, "What do I look like?" "You look like somebody who let's complete strangers live in our house all the time." "Shut up." She wags a finger at me. "Andras is... well, he's friends with Deb." "Who you were in a band with once." "Yeah, Baile en Tehauntepec." "Five years ago. Anyway, what's the next circuit?" "Shit towns!" She says excitedly. "Barrie!" "Ugh." I just pout at her latest excuse for not being here. Remember that I'm 15 at the time and Andras the football watching shitwrecker is passing as my "adult supervision" - honestly I'd be safer in the house alone (which I was half the time anyway). "Midland! Orilla! Gravenhurst! North Bay! Sudbury!" Basically, a list of the most nowhere-ville's Ontario has to offer. "Be back eh, end of the week." "You passed up New York for that?" Melissa shrugs her shoulders and lights a joint. "It wasn't New York New York, mija, it was umm - Albany." "Still! One day in Albany is better than North Bay. Three people live there!" "Well, Jay Sparrow offered to take me with him as an opener but I didn't feel right about it." I fold my arms. I'm pretty much a latchkey child, but the excuse is that she has to stay out because comedy's how she makes her living. Whatever. But this - "You... really don't like being around me, do you?" "It's not that. " "That's how men are with women! You complain about all the times you lose out because you're a woman or because you're not 20 with big boobs -" I stretch my arms here and simulate jiggle for some reason - "but you pass up whenever somebody wants to be nice to you!" "OK." After a pause, Melissa raps her fingers against the kitchen table. "Look. It's not really a privilege I'm getting as much as a pleasant side effect of some very nasty thinking." "Aren't you the one that's always telling me not to look down on prostitutes and now this is natural and that's natural and -" "I don't mean like sexually nasty. I don't even mean they personally are doing anything wrong. What I am saying is that gender expectations hurt men the same way they do women, just in different ways. So if somebody is acting those expectations out in a time or place where it makes no sense for them to do it, act on it however you want, but don't treat it like they're doing you some great favor." It seemed, at the time, a made up reason for her to go out and drink and smoke instead of all the boring things normal parents do. But as time passed, it seemed more and more like she was onto something. Mitch.Oh, don't think I forgot about him. I promised I would do something traumatic to him, something more inventive and meaningful than just hitting him in the head... and I do believe I have been inspired. So in the here and now, I stare at the months worth of letters I've made Estelle print out for me (and there's a bunch of them) and most of them are stuff I've heard before - big lips, big nose, bug eyes, voice jokes, Canada jokes, Mexico jokes - and none of the insults really stand out on their own, but it's the volume that does the trick - it seems like a list of every nasty name I've been called since fourth grade. The idea of a professional wrestler lecturing anyone on selling their bodies for cheap is a MINDBLOWING piece of cognitive dissonance. And what I was planning wasn't sex for money, but it played on the same ideas. And so what? What was biology to someone like me but another weapon at my disposal? Everyone this week had been content with giving me this sort of power - why not use it for my own amusement instead of theirs? So with a smile forming on my face and trepidation pushed aside, I give one last look to these printed letters and start to compose new ones, with somewhat less banal content. I idly wonder if Mitch will ever get the chance to thank Magnus personally. I also wonder what I'll look like next week.
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Post by David Blazenwing on Nov 8, 2009 21:38:55 GMT -5
Ok, so bottom line: real life came up, this is my first chance to get online in the last 2, almost 3 days, and as I still have a paper to write for class tomorrow, I don't think I'm going to have enough time to whip anything up. I'm sorry guys, I didn't intend for this to happen...
V, if you want to withhold posting, we can do a 1 to 1 and just toss some oncards at the show. If you're deadset on posting though, and if Steve doesn't want to RP again - and given how close it is to deadline, I certainly wouldn't blame him - then just run something on the show where Magnus gets removed from the match or something... he shouldn't be penalized for my inability to get anything up.
Anyways, sorry guys, and hopefully I can make it up to you next week.
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Post by v on Nov 8, 2009 23:19:18 GMT -5
((It'd make a really crappy seg. ANOTHER TIME, SPICYWINGS!))
And I look around this week, and to my astonishment, I find that everybody is seemingly obsessed with my partner. Alright. I admit, that's an exaggeration, and I'm too literal for that shit most of the time. Literally about half the roster seems obsessed with my partner. That'd be slightly amusing on its own, but the amusement factor's magnified when you consider that last week, the whole world was agreeing that she was one of the ugliest cunts on the planet. The combination of those two are interesting enough to have me developing my own little obsession with Quaranta, following her around like a puppy-- just to see how exactly that works in the day to day. And the best part of it all is that they don't just want to fuck her. They all seem to want love with her. And so I say this with all the sincerity and delight in my black, withered little heart. Teresa, I don't want you to have my babies. Not that I'm saying you're not a fascinating human being or that I don't understand it. I just don't think these fucks are the type to really look beyond the surface, and that's where it gets interesting with you. Because I know that secret, that secret I'd like to go teach every teenage boy on the planet, that secret that so many grown men don't get. Sex is easy. Once you know that, you lose that pathetic desperation, and that's part of why sex is easy. The other part is-- it just is. Almost everybody wants it, and that makes your odds better, and if you're just that sad then there are always pay-as-you-go plans. See, the interesting part is, well, here-- when you talk you make me want to believe what you say. That's not easy. Even if I agree with the basics of what somebody's saying, I'm always looking for the discrepancy. Maybe that's a symptom of being in this business too long, but... See, here's where I hand all of you the key to me. As has been said, the Blacklist, we all have our own reasons for being here. I've got two reasons for being here. First, and most notably, is because I'm bored. My biggest problem is that I've honed down the things that could be turned against me until nothing's important, or no more important than anything else. And now that I'm here, I'm just left staring at a wall, mortally bored. THAT is how I'm going to die. Fatal boredom. Because I can't find anything to make me move. I'll just stand there... and get run down by a truck. Utterly pedestrian. Literally, even. Before you fuckers launch into the hand-me sentence yourself about being that truck, just step on that brake and save it. I'm here because being here with these people is amusing. The only way you can actually defuse that is to all unite together to-- win or lose, rain or shine-- be boring, and if you do that and it actually works on me, then you'll definitely have killed this company. You're going to say that you'll kick my ass because you want something and it drives you, but kid, I'm not going to lie to you like the tv and your parents and teachers and coaches. I might be terrible, sadistic, and all that but I'm not sick enough to repeat a lie like that without thinking about it. Besides, truth is the most devastating weapon. Motivation is not a fucking superpower. Desperation scrambling will not save you when I'm rationally picking apart the holes in your attempted defense or offense. I can kick in your skull just as easily being disinterested with you as I can any other time. Watch me.The second reason? Well, something I accepted a good bit ago, and by that I mean a few years now-- is that when I die I'll probably die alone and at the funeral it's just going to be me, a preacher, and a bulldozer. That's an ugly fucking thing to accept, one of the big uglies, right up there with accepting that you (just like everyone else) are a liar and a hypocrite and afraid of something. I didn't like any of those truths, I don't still, but they were accepted. And now I have decided that I'd like it if people did in fact show up-- for the reassurance that it really is me in the coffin. In fact, that would be better than tears, I think. And granted I could keel next Thursday, but we might have a while, and it's worth aiming for. And really, that's it. I don't want the titles. I held every singles title in the only place that ever personally mattered to me. It has always been a mystery to me why the element Au has been deemed as so valuable by so many cultures around the globe. It's pretty, I suppose, but it's just an inert malleable metal. And yet, currency grew out of it. And without currency, love it or hate it, this world would be entirely different. However, without the gold the belt would just be really useless. It'd be really impractical to try to hold up your pants with, after all. And most of us are wearing spandex anyway. The man behind the belt everybody's clamoring for certainly has my attention. David Blazenwing. Doing recon on the roster before I joined, he and Q were the only two that I recognized and wasn't already in cahoots with. Q's a character, my only real memory of him was when he was running around this arena I was in that was in a fucking theme park and he was naked ("might want to find a hat for your rabbit there, pal") but YOU... i literally LAUGHED when I saw you were here, and I've never even been in a federation with you. You are, inexplicably, my favorite target right now. Perhaps it's just because you're such a big one-- even without a belt you'd be. But it's probably because of our jarring differences. Whether or not you had a belt, you'd be advertising your accomplishments, and I... well, I already said it, what's the point of repeating? And your partner. Congratulations, Shane Magnus. You can make genital jokes. That and gay jokes are the two things people use when they've got nothing more interesting worth saying. Name? Mmmm, since you asked (not that you actually want an answer) it was the shortened version of a semi-believable real grownup person name. Not that it was MY real grownup person name, just a good enough stand-in. It stuck, and I don't bother with the full alias anymore. But then I'm sure you won't begrudge me a psuedonym in this business. I don't believe your birth surname was Magnus any more than I believe you know fuckall on Latin. At least you're doing better on names than Blazenwing though. Seriously, with that man kicking in your corner you're going to call my name ridiculous? At least I don't sound like the latest dish at KFC. I just sound like an alien wearing a Guy Fawkes mask. Considerably less ridiculous and all. Oh, what does it matter. Really? I don't have a name because I just really don't need one. The V's left there for your convenience at reference, and yes-- because it amuses me. A name is just another label, just a specific label. People like to say labels are insidious things that other people need to think they understand us, but that's not quite all of it. People need labels for themselves. Labels help them find their own identity. I'm this ethnicity, I'm that gender, I'm this religion, I like that music. And every one of those is probably more crucial to their identity than the word their mother wrote down on a whim when they were born. We all just need an idea of who we are. Or maybe, 'ideal' is a better word for it. We project that which we want to be perceived as out to others, and to make them believe this projection we have to do things to support it. And really, that's why you're here doing this whole stand. It's not because you believe a goddamn thing coming out of your mouth about these people or this company or this sport. This is not the Sport of Kings. This is not a business that evolved on finding out who was the best athlete. This is an industry that doesn't really actually tie back to the Olympics or any of that shit. We came from the carnivals. We came wanting to make a buck off a crowd that'd watch us dismantle one another in whatever manner was deemed legal by their show's rules. We homogenized, but the premise remains-- the heart of it isn't in who wins or who loses. I'm here to kick the shit out of someone I hardly know and probably don't personally hate for as much of a paycheck as I can eke out of people because I'm going to get kicked to shit in the process of it regardless of win or loss, and I can eke out more by being entertaining. Actually, if we, as an entire show, are entertaining. Which means if you're not naturally entertaining and you're in this company, I'll make you entertaining. Even if a crowd loves you and hates me, they'll be entertained by watching me play soccer (or football, wherever) with you around the building. And if half the roster winds up running out unadvertised during my session of abuse, then that makes my match the most entertaining thing of the night. It's exciting. Until they've seen it enough and it's not exciting anymore. At which point... Well, we find something else.
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Post by Goora on Jul 25, 2019 13:13:59 GMT -5
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