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Post by David Blazenwing on Aug 23, 2009 15:58:35 GMT -5
Jen: You WHAT?!The light streaming in from the mid-afternoon sun slowly enveloped the kitchen of the Blazenwing residence. In the other room, the faint sound of Dragon Tales blaring on the television can be heard, followed intermittently with the joyous giggles of a small girl. Here, though, there is only disbelief and perhaps anger, as Jennifer Blazenwing stares down her husband… who has just broken the news to her. David: I’m going back to wrestle.Jen slowly closes her eyes and rubs her brow with her fingers. Jen: But… I thought you were done with all of that!David: I don’t know why you’re overreacting like this! We’ve BOTH been wrestlers in the past!Jen: Yes, but I thought we BOTH agreed to give that up to make sure Melody still has parents that can function correctly in ten years! What about your health?David shrugs. David: I’ll take less risks in the ring.Jen: No. You won’t. I know you. You’ve always been willing to do whatever it takes to win. It’s who you are. It’s one the reasons I fell in love with you.David grins slightly sheepishly, but quickly drops it noticing the look of concern on Jen’s face. David: Jen, I’ll take you out to meet this guy Monday night. His name’s Mason, he’s a really good guy, and he seems legitimately concerned with making sure his wrestlers are safe. He doesn’t seem to me like a guy who would take unnecessary risks for a quick buck.Jen frowns slightly. Jen: Maybe, but… I still don’t know.David walks over to Jen and places his hands on her shoulders. The two share an intense moment of eye contact before David sighs softly. David: Don’t worry. I’ll be safe.Jen: I have every right to worry and you know it. I’m your wife. Til death do us part.David smiles. David: No one said anything about me dying!Jen finally breaks into a slight smile, then nods. Jen: Alright. I know when you’ve made up your mind, and when it comes to wrestling, I know I won’t be able to change it. I’m in. We’ll head to meet this Mr. Mason on Monday night -David: - during their first show, Animosity, where I’ll be wrestling -Jen: - you’ll be WRESTLING?! Monday night?! Why am I just hearing about this NOW!? How long has this been in the works?David laughed softly to himself as he sat down in the nearest wooden chair. This was going to take a while. ******************************************************* And here… we… go.
Well, I’m back. Again. So much for a nice, comfy retirement.
What can I say, though? I got the call from an old friend, I met with Mr. Mason, and he sold me. Hell of a pitchman, I’ll tell you that. Billy Mays would be proud.
Well, you know, if he wasn’t all dead and shit.
Anyways.
So! I’m back, and I make my grand re-debut in the ring, nearly a year after “retiring” - let’s be honest here, wrestlers never really retire - this Monday night inside a True Glory Wrestling ring. It’s their first show, and I’m angling to show the entire world that not only do I still have it, I never lost it.
See, some people would take retirement seriously. Some people would travel, spend their money, really enjoy themselves. Not me. Ask my wife. She only bitched about it every day. No, me, I trained. I kept my body in prime condition. Jen and I sparred daily. We’re even starting to teach little Melody the ropes. She’s only five and a half years old right now, but I predict that one day, she’s going to outshine both Jen and even myself.
But that day’s not today. Today, I’m still the man. Hunter Sullivan, you’re going to be the first TGW wrestler to find that out.
Allow me, if you will, for a little bit of personal history, Hunter. Or should I call you Virus?
Heh… a virus from Canada. Ain’t that the fuckin’ truth.
But I digress. Hunter, I see you’re a multiple-time PWA titleholder. I was in PWA once. Don’t get me wrong, Chamelion, he’s a decent guy and a shrewd businessman, but he made a lot of the same mistakes I did when I ran my own wrestling company, the BWF.
See, Chamelion will tell you that I didn’t have the talent to cut it in PWA. That I didn’t have the dedication to make something of myself in his little Pioneer organization. I can’t say it’s completely untrue - I was starting to get burned out from the business pretty bad at the time I closed BWF and joined PWA. But part of the reason Blazenwing in PWA never worked was because Chamelion doesn’t understand the problems involved at being the owner and a competitor at the same time. The same things I was vilified for in my own company, he’s made to look like a saint. But whatever. The past is the past, and while I’ll never step foot into PWA again, I certainly have no problem schooling you here in PWA.
I started to make a point before. You’re a multi-time titleholder in PWA and other organizations, but I can’t help but notice that you’ve never held that big brass ring. You’ve never been a World Heavyweight Champion. I have. Seven times. I’m looking to make the TGW World Title number eight. My point is, how can you possibly expect to defeat me when you’re clearly not even in my league? Maybe you have some fancy moves, maybe you’re not quite as emo as your bio picture in this press junket makes you look, I’m really not sure. But none of that matters if you don’t have the experience to take on a seasoned veteran and succeed.
Maybe you’ll surprise me. Maybe you’ll even surprise yourself. Maybe you can beat David Blazenwing.
I just don’t see it happening. Not now, not ever.
I came out of retirement for one reason and one reason only; to be a World Champion again.
Don’t think for one second that I’m going to let you or anybody else get in the way of that.
I will be TGW World Champion. But first, I will defeat you on TGW Animosity.
And you can take that… to the bank.
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Post by huntersullivan on Aug 23, 2009 18:32:06 GMT -5
Hello Blazewing, Let me welcome you to the Pantheon.... The camera flickers open as none other than the Viper, Hunter Sullivan is sitting back in a white Lazy-boy sipping on some red wine as he waits. The room he was in was large and one wall was nothing but windows, looking down upon the city of los Vegas. Being night the lights of the city looked immaculate in showbiz glimmer. Hunter’s chair was positioned to look out the window, enjoying the site in all it’s wonder, the benevolent taste of the wine adding to the moment. The floor was a shinning white marble. To the side of the room is a fireplace that is surrounded by white couches and love seats that were contrasted by the black and white coffee table. Matching that contrast is a retro circle staircase that leads to a higher level with rooms. Said staircase stands in the middle of the fire place area and a fair sized kitchen room that keeps with the black and white gimmick as the table top is a speckled white and black design. Hunter sits calmly and patiently until finally the door creeks open and shut. Sullivan smirks as he lays the wine down next to him on a stand, spinning the chair around in what to his visitor must have looked like a scene out of a James Bond movie.
Hunter: “Hey, thanks for showing up, and I MUST say, this place, you really outdone yourself. I hardly want to leave. The view? Amazing! “The ‘guest’, as it turns out, is PWA’s Mark Sommers, A.K.A. The Chamelion. He walks forward in a stylish business suit not really looking up right away, he seems to be looking down at a folder. He fixes the glasses on his face as he seems to read something in fine print. The folder is labeled B.W.F, something that is sure to ring a bell to his opponent Blazenwing. Finally Chamelion looks up and closes the folder, removing his glasses. He doesn’t seem to have been paying attention as he pulls out an already open Slim Jim and takes another bite out of the tasty snack. Chamelion (chewing slowly): “Sorry, Hunter, I was looking over some history for you. What did you say, again?”Hunter chuckles and puts his hand out to a seat offering a seat as if he owed the place. Hunter: “ Don’t worry about it, not that important. What IS important is what you can tell me about this Blaze guy. Heard his name before and thought you could help me out.”
Slowly chewing, Chamelion drops into the couch near the chair, dropping the folder into the cushion next to him. Chamelion: “Blazenwing? Now there’s a name I’ve not heard in a long time, a long time.”He pauses, reflecting and then smirks. Chamelion: “So, you’ve traveled over to TGW and the first encounter you have is with my former boss? I don’t know whether to laugh or shake my head in pity.”
Hunter leans back with interest learning his first bit of information, however, it was something already knew.
Hunter: “BWF right? Ran his own fed huh, sounds like I should watch out for this guy. So what, you worked under him? What can you tell me? Good wrestler, sly mouth, bad breath?”
Seriously thinking, Chamelion replies.
Chamelion: “Yeah, he was my boss. Ya know, truthfully it’s hard for me to say a lot of negative stuff about the man; at least in terms of his dedication as an owner. I think the problems mostly stem from the fact was that he was un-reachable at times, hard to communicate with and very very… greedy. BWF was his and anyone else’s ideas usually got ran over when he decided he wanted to be the main event player.”
Chamelion pauses then grins wickedly.
Chamelion: “Sort of like … ME!”
Hunter makes a playful smirk and eye roll to the comment.
Hunter: “So let me get this straight, I’m facing another Chamelion? Wonderful... Actually he does use the S.O.S as a finishing move, or umm, ‘the Full Effect’. That is kind of odd. But if what you say is true, then this guy can be easily distracted by the world title. See, I heard about this stupid, Blazenwing VS some.. other girl, match hype up over in TGW. Word has it that she is the main challenge for the world title. My bet, he is going to be move focused on that rainbow broad then he is on some random guy he’s never heard of. I think I could use that to my advantage. That, and I have a history with wrestling you, so that might come in handy in avoiding that Full-Effect of his. What else you got?”
Chamelion quickly snaps back
Chamelion: “No, you are NOT facing another Chamelion. I’ve been around longer, anyway.
Hunter: “What else can you tell me?”
Chamelion: “When he wants something, he’s good, damned good… but what you’ll get him on is consistency, he’s not the best in that regard… so keep on him, hound him.. wear him down… he’ll fold like a bad house of cards.”
Hunter thinks on the comment for a moment.
Hunter: “See, that’s what I mean, he is in some new unknown fed, the world title isn’t even released yet, and word has it his biggest challenge is this other girl. So I’m going to look like some jobber to him, some unknown push over. That’s where I’m going to get an advantage. He won’t be ready for me, not by a long shot, but I’ll be ready for him, I’ll be sure of it. We in the Pantheon are elite, no matter what federation we stand in. I’ll show why I’m the Technikal Ikon. I’ve already read over the Bio that is listed on the TGW site, and I’ve noticed a few things. Like a tendency of winning belts, then losing them soon after. I guess that supports your consistency comment. He also feuded McNasty right? I’ve beaten that man a few times over at this point. But, I’m curious, ever face the man? Any hand to hand combat that I can take lesson from?”
Chamelion: “Hunter, let me advise you on something here. You think he’ll be distracted by this girl, but what if he’s not? What if you go in with one game plan, and he presents you with another? Don’t go thinking what he’s thinking, focus on just what you know! You’re asking me what I know about Blazenwing and none of it has to do with him being focused on someone else when he has a match with you.”
Pausing, Chamelion changes direction.
Chamelion: “And no, David and I had an understanding; while he was owner, I didn’t want to face him. Told him flat out that I didn’t feel it would be fair, and unlike PWA, fighting a boss in BWF wasn’t a winning proposition; which reflects back to my ‘greed’ comment.”
Hunter reflects on the advice and comment.
Hunter: “I see, well then, I’ll be prepared for his best then. I’m the Viper after all, that’s what I specialize in, taking the best someone can offer and thwarting it down. See, while he MIGHT be distracted, he should be aware that some girl I really don’t care to learn much about just ‘yet’, is the least of his worries. I’m his opponent this week, and I’m going to give him hell. It is also a sad thing to know that facing Blazenwing was such a sickening affair. He sounds like the type of owner that placed himself in world title matches, and fires the opponent moments later.... wait.. err umm. That shit leads to horrible situations... I mean, just because you own the place doesn’t put you at regards to skip the earning process. All people like that do is try and make themselves look good. I’ve never had a title shot or opportunity I never earned. See, you know it as fact, the two PWA title matches I had? I EARNED them. IC title match? Earned it, Grizzly beer? You made sure I earned it. I’ll do the same thing in this run for the TGW belt, I’ll earn it. With what I’m hearing, I think beating David might prove to be a GREAT first step in that direction. All I need is to learn as much as I can about him, both positive and negative.”
Chamelion looks up at Hunter’s comment, as he had been writing on a sheet of paper on top of the folder, which we can see notes saying “Chamelion vs. Matt Stone – PWA GB Title, Manitoba Mayhem” and “Make it happen!” Chamelion slides the sheet under the BWF folder, and smiles innocently.
Chamelion: “Ya know, kiddo, that’s a lot of big words, but maybe.. just maybe, you ought to be sharing those thoughts with Blazenwing, and not me. I’ve told you what you need to know, the rest you’ll learn as you go. That’s what makes you a champion. Anyway, I’ve got to get down to the gym and work out with Wilkie for our tag match this week, so that’s just what I’m going to do. Good luck over in TGW, Hunter, and do me one more favor, okay?” Hunter: “What’s that!?”
Chamelion: “Say hello to Blazenwing for me.”
Chamelion stands, taking the folder with him and exits the scene, leaving Hunter to focus his own attention fully on the match at hand.
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The scene cuts and reopens as we find Hunter sitting in front of the fire place this time around. He is leaning forward with his fingers crossed, glaring at the camera. Time has actually passed since Chamelion was here, plans to cut straight to the promo was cut off when word of Blazenwings promo caught ear of the Viper. He ponders the words said and then scoff, breaking into a smirk. He was actually worried? Pathetic.
Hunter- “To think David, I did my best to research you, and the best you can manage is to look at the fact I’m in PWA, and my lack of the grand belt. Good job! No, no really, that must have been hard for you. You don’t know jack shit about me, you don’t understand rookie from veteran, you can’t tell talent from luck, and you surely can’t tell when to shut up and stay home.”
Hunter: “Let me be a little honest though David, I won’t try and hide it, It’s a simple fact, I don’t know much about you. I don’t know bundles of hard fact, I don’t know all your accomplishments, and I don’t know all your failures. But i at least tried to learn. I do know you’re good though, I know you will be a challenge, but please, keep the talking to the guys who are good at it. Keep the insults to soft words that don’t hurt to shallow. But by all means, keep digging yourself a hole.”
“and at animosity I’ll bury you in it.”
Hunter: “Right now that’s blank talk, but I’ll elaborate, I’ll show you exactly what I mean. First My first point that I know you did nothing but graze over a site profile, and if by no other fact then you called me a virus. Virus eh? Let me guess, your dyslexic eyes skimmed by and read “Virus” instead of ”Viper”? Come on, that the best you can do? Take a shot at a home country as if it fucking matters where I was pushed out of a vagina to? I should applaud you! No I really should, because our esteemed 7 time champion really knows how to speak for himself doesn’t he. But oh no, there is more. See, David is so up on everything around him, he thinks he’s IN PWA. Good job old man.
Hunter: “Sure must suck being a dumbass.”
Hunter:” But That’s only minor stuff compared to this next comment, this highly researched, intelligent comment that made me laugh more so then anything else. “
Hunter: “Clever, did mommy think of that one for you? Or do you just simply lack the originality? Then again...”
“Maybe you actually believe that.”
Hunter: ” That’s when we grow an issue, that’s when we have a problem. Never faced the veterans? Never beat them? Ha, it’s sad. You most likely said that not having a clue right? I’ve defeated McNasty, Riona langly, Matthew Engel, Viktor stone, Chamelion and Raizzor, amongst some names. So what now, thinking maybe you should have done your research? Yeah I would to, maybe you should shut the fuck up and do your history next time.”
Hunter: “Actually let me help you out, let me recite to you some accomplishments of mine. Maybe then you’ll realize how much of an utter FOOL you are. Let’s see where do I start? See, as the number one rookie of the 08 year, I know what it’s like to go up against guys that are long past their prime, I know what it’s like to face men who don’t know when to leave the ring behind and live a comfortable life. I’ve faced them, and I’ve beaten them as shown with my previous comments, and you are absolutely no different. You are some man of the past who wade Mason thought would bring in the fans, unaware that he was just going to fall flat on his face once he met the Viper, I’ll repeat that for you so maybe you’ll remember it next time. VIPER. As I was, The fans are going to cheer, and cheer, they are going to expect you to pull off some ground breaking return victory over me, and I’ll do what I just love doing, and crush their little fantasies where they stand. “
“I’ll show them what it means to be great.”
Hunter: “I’ll show them why I’m a former IGTT champ, three time Tag team champion, IC Champion, Grizzly beer champion, G.O TV champion and more. I’ll show them all why I’m part of PWA’s Pantheon faction, why I am the anointed one, saviour of TGW. I’ll show you all what it means to wrestle classic matches and not need to have a chair strapped to my back to do it, just like the Chamelion Hunter GB ironman match of Genesis Nine, 09 that is downright the BEST match of the year! ANYWHERE!”
Hunter: “Oh, and a little bit of history that i think you might find yourself fond of. First, lets start with a quote from the man himself.”
Hunter: “Now who could have shared that inspirational advice? Well it's a man that I’ve beaten several times in the past, a man both you and your... loose wife, know fairly well. His name is Mark McNasty. A man that has never beaten me, well, because I’m simply too good for him. Maybe your history with him will help you put in perspective my skill. Then again, maybe you’ll still be oblivious. See me and Mr.Nasty may not always like each other.... and well, I actually hate the worthless man that he’s become, but he respects my abilities. And as for his comment, unlike you, I checked into it, and it’s true. You had trouble with McNasty? I destroyed him on multiple occasions, one of which lead myself to become one half of PWA’s franchise members. I’m sure that doesn’t amount to much to you, but it means that I won a tournament that included the likes of Raizzor, Jamie Flynn, and McNasty, as well as my former tag team partner in the team of G.O.D, Jacob FIggins. Which for your information, was the other half of the PWA franchise.”
Hunter: “But then again, you’re a seven time world champion right? Damn, you got me, not a world title to my name... but you? 7 time world champion? Impressive, that’s nice, it’s dandy, and most of all, it doesn’t account for shit. I rant about what I’ve accomplished because I’m still an active wrestler. The GB, the IC, two tag belts, Genesis nine iron man, Winning ‘Who’s The Man?!’ be part of Pantheon, all that I have been bragging about have occurred over the last year.... when was your last World title? What have you done this last year?”
Hunter pauses.
“Exactly. “
Hunter: “You may think that I don’t have what it take to beat you, but let me let you in on a secret. You know that moment where you started blabbing things without knowing anything about me? You know that part where you just said things on assumptions? You know, the one part where you didn’t take me seriously? Remember them?”
“That’s the part where you fucking lost.”
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