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Post by REDEFINE Pro on Jul 13, 2014 16:38:15 GMT
5 on 5 Cibernetico Match – Winner Gets a Garentueed Title Match of their Choosing Any Time in the Next Year (think MITB): Jason Richards, JP Caliban, Jordan Ciserano, Nighthawk, James Silkk versus Dante Drexler, Marisol Hawkes, Damian Cole, Equinox, Blaze
CIBERNETICO RULES:
2 squads of 5
Each squad has a specific batting order, and has been randomly selected.
Tags count by tags, or by leaving the ring. Keep the action IN THE RING. Tags can only be made in specific “batting order”
Eliminations can occur by Pinfall or Submission
If more than one participant on a Squad is left, they will compete until there is one single winner
The winner will earn a contract, good for ONE CALENDER YEAR-that they can cash in for ANY match they want.
RP Limit: 1 Per Character
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Post by abstractsilkk on Jul 15, 2014 18:29:27 GMT
These Are The Modern Times….
Autographs. Fan adoration. Critical Acclaim. None of these really mean shit to us. We are the face of a new generation. We are the means to the end. We are the architects, and the forgers of our own paths. We are the faces of change. We are the Young Moderns-and our time has arrived.
Lee’s Palace Toronto, Ontario, Canada July 15th 2014
“Sound check!”
[The sounds of guitars are heard from the stage, as a few waitresses are cleaning up tables. A banner on the wall reads SILKK.]
James Silkk: Alright guys, take five. Huge show tonight!
[He puts his bass down, and walks off the stage, where he’s greeted by Nikki Lee.]
Nikki: James…we need to talk.
[He reaches into his pocket and pulls his iPhone out, smiling at it before promptly putting it away.]
Nikki: James!
James: What?
Nikki: What the hell is going on with you?
James: Nothing.
Nikki: You’ve been distant for the last few weeks..ever since this shit started in 2CW?
James: What do you mean?
Nikki: You haven’t called, texted, or even talked to me in weeks James.
James: Why would I Nikki? I’ve grown past you.
Nikki: What? James..we’ve been friends since childhood. Best friends. James, I thought we had something special going on!
[James walks past her, heading toward a stairwell.]
Nikki: James Scallion! You don’t just walk past me!
James: Nikki…childhood was a lifetime ago. It’s time to leave neverland…
[He smirks as he heads down the stairwell-leaving Nikki looking absolutely distraught. He pulls out her phone and turns around, making a call as we catch up with James downstairs.]
James: You saw all that?
[The camera man nods the camera, as he sighs.]
James: I take it you want me to say something? About what? About the Cibernetico Match? Am I glad I’m part of “Alpha Squad”-whatever the hell that means? It doesn’t really fucking matter.
[He sighs, as he leans against the wall.]
James: We’ve been saying it for weeks now. We are change. We are the face of a new generation. That change will continue at Cibernetico Assemble, when I win the Cibernetico Contract, and my brother-Ryan Kidd becomes the new 2CW Champion! I mean really, what more could you want?
[He sighs again-growing serious before looking up the stairwell.]
James: In the end, my team mates-squad mates, whatever you call them now. They’re of no concern to me. Jason Richards, Caliban, Ciserano and Nighthawk? They don’t mean shit to me. In the end-its about the sole survivor. 8 other men are in this match. 8 men…..and Marisol Hawkes…or James…or whatever her name is now. In the end, there is only going to be ONE winner, and one person who can have whatever he wants. A kings ransom, a golden dream. That person, is me. The Abstract, The Architect of the Young Moderns. This is MY Kingdom!
[He smiles.]
James: Dante Drexler, he earned one win-and to be honest, I wasn’t impressed. Than there’s Blaze, a man who my brothers in arms beat-and crippled his tag team partner in the process at School of Hardknocks. Than theres Damian Cole and Equinox. Equinox-don’t worry…I haven’t forgotten about our match at Cardinal Sin. There will be payback, you can trust that. Damian Cole? I have to say this kid has potential. He has something to fight for-and that will take him far. But only so far, because at some point-he will step against the Young Moderns, and he will be crushed.
[His smiles turns serious, as he lets out a disgusted sigh.]
James: I’ll save her for last…because theres the likes of Jason Richards to deal with. I understand we’re squad mates-at least for awhile-but make no mistake. You may have beat my half brother at SPITFIRE last week, but that means nothing to me. The same goes for Caliban and Ciserano. Prove to me why you deserve this golden opportunity?
[He grows stern and serious again.]
James: Nighthawk. Mother. Fucking. Nighthawk. A former PWX World Champion like myself. This man-even though he’s standing on the wrong side of the battle lines, he deserves to be here. He deserves to be in this match. He deserves to have his Dreams Killed by the Young Moderns-and I’ll be there to do just that….
[His face turns to a smile.]
James: And than there is her….Marisol Hawkes-Silkk-James. Right? Or did you two divorce already? Either way, who cares-because Mari, there is NO loveloss between us. I’d as soon kick you in the face than talk to you. If..no..when…we meet-I won’t go easy on you Mari. I won’t let you play your siren song again. I don’t care who I have to go through..2014 will be the second coming of the Era of the Abstract…and that my friends..is a fact.
[He smirks, as he walks out of frame]
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Post by damiancole on Jul 19, 2014 16:45:25 GMT
EXT. HOME OF JULIA COLE - PAULSBORO, NEW JERSEY - AFTERNOON
Our scene opens up in a quiet, residential neighborhood outside the home of JULIA COLE. As Second City wrestler DAMIAN COLE makes his way up the walkway toward the house, Julia Cole exits the house to meet her ex-wife at the front steps.
Damian gives the woman he once called his wife a kiss on the cheek and hands her an envelope.
DAMIAN This is for you. It's been a good month, better than usual, so there's a little bit extra in there for bills.
JULIA Well thank you. I appreciate it. There's an awkward pause, as Julia stands in silence contemplating whether she should say anything.
JULIA Listen, I need you to talk to your son.
DAMIAN Max? What's the matter? Is he alright?
JULIA Yeah, it's just he got in trouble yesterday at camp. He was playing soccer and he got caught cheating--
DAMIAN Cheating? How does one cheat at soccer?
JULIA I don't know. Something about him playing goalie and the ball went in but the ref didn't see it and then he said it didn't. I don't know. Can you talk to him? I grounded him, and told him no computer, no television, and no video games. So he's moping in his room.
DAMIAN Lead the way.
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INT. HOME OF JULIA COLE - HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
Damian is standing outside of the door to his son's bedroom. Damian pauses for a moment to gather his thoughts, and then knocks.
DAMIAN Max. It's dad. Can I come in?
There is a lot of ruffling coming from the other side of the door, so Damian enters his son's bedroom before being invited in.
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INT. HOME OF JULIA COLE - BEDROOM OF MAX COLE - CONTINUOUS
Max's bedroom is decorated just as you would expect an eight-year-old boy's room to be decorated: posters of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, Skylanders, and some of his favorite professional wrestlers-- mostly Kyle Cross-- fill the walls.
As Damian enters, Max is in the process of moving from the desk, where the computer is, to his bed, and he quickly grabs a book.
DAMIAN What are you doing buddy?
MAX Nothing. Just-- just reading. Damian looks at the computer. On the screen is a the website for 2nd City Wrestling.
DAMIAN Just reading, huh? Didn't mom tell you no computer?
MAX She did, it's just that I wanted to check to see-- Damian's response is firm but gentle. He has a seat on the bed beside his son.
DAMIAN There's no buts, Max. When your mom says no computer, that means no computer. Now you wanna tell me what happened at camp yesterday? Max pauses before answering. He rolls his eyes.
MAX I don't know what the big deal is. I was playing goalie and the ball went in the goal, but Mr. Jefferson was helping Conner who fell down and he didn't see it and so--
DAMIAN And so you thought if nobody saw it, you could get away with saying it didn't go it.
MAX Dad, it was a tie game and--
DAMIAN And it meant you would have lost. I get it. But there's some things that are more important than winning. You know that. Haven't we taught you that?
MAX Yeah, but uncle Marty says that the most important thing is win--
Damian is aghast with how his son has chosen to begin his declaration.
DAMIAN Whoa, hold on a minute. First of all, Marty is not your uncle, okay? He's dad's manager and that's it.
MAX Yeah, but--
DAMIAN Second, winning is not the most important thing, okay? The most important thing is honor and respect-- respect for the other kids your playing with and respect for the game itself. You have to respect the game. The wins will follow, trust me on this one.
Damian pauses to consider how to further address this, as he knows where this is coming from.DAMIAN Now I know you saw my match with Equinox last week, and it was nice to win-- but that is not how I wanted to win. Dad had a long talk with Marty about how what he did was wrong, and now I'm having a talk with you. I need to know you understand.
Max nods. Damian gives his son a kiss on the forehead.
DAMIAN Now listen to your mom-- no computer means no computer. So how long did she tag you for?
MAX The weekend.
DAMIAN You know what, I think you got off easy, and I know you can get through it. Damian winks at his son and gives him a hi five before getting up from the bed and exiting the room.
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On July 26th, in Milwaukee, Wisconsin, I have be granted the opportunity to participate in the Cibernetica Assemble. Ten competitors. Two teams. One winner receiving a guaranteed title shot. This is what it's all about. The way the rules are set up is that once you're the legal competitor in the ring, you're in until you tag out or leave the ring. Once you're pinned or submitted, you're eliminated. When one man or woman is left, that person is the winner.
It certainly did not take long for Marty Sunshine to figure this one out and insist that as soon as I am the legal man to simply exit the ring. "Let your team do all the heavy lifting," he told me. "Save your energy, let your teammates wear down your opponents and eliminate themselves in the process, and then build off of what they do."
I suppose that's one way to go about it. Hell, I suppose that my teammates may have this perspective. I would suspect not. There's a lot of honorable wrestlers in that ring on July 26th, a lot of men and women who live and breathe this sport, and who respect this sport. There are ten competitors who I would like to believe recognize that a win is important, but an earned win is everything. We compete to see who is the best. The fans come to see who is the best. This sport is more about finding the quick fix solution. It's about the grind, meeting your opponent head on, against all odds.
To my partners, Dante Drexler, Marisol Hawkes, Equinox, and Blaze-- I couldn't ask for a stronger team, and I'm ready to play my part. I have no intention of sitting idly by on the sidelines. Wrestling is not a spectator sport. I'm here to get my hands dirty, so tag me in, and may the best competitor win.
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Equinox
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Joker's of the Dark Kingdom, Rise Up and Take Your Throne!!!
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Post by Equinox on Jul 21, 2014 16:48:30 GMT
The lights come on and black out up in the rafters of the one housing the one they call Equinox. He is sitting on a rack of steel steps with his umbrella tilted out. He is seen laughing his head off as he cackles about and holding his sides. So many thoughts tumbling through his head and so little care. 2CW thinks he can be scared that easily? He laughs in the face of danger and hopes that Someone tries to show up and cost him the championship he has intentions of fighting for. He smiled because he welcomed the challenge. Equinox: I been waiting and waiting. Oh how I have been waiting, seeing the flaps of your neck roam free as you spew your vials words upon Twitter and 2CWrestling.com with your hate for me, for it seems only James Silk is bitter I beat him. I beat him because he is the worst kind of leech. He is a man with no regard and no good in him. Now as for everyone involved in this match look out because I will be coming for you for one simple reason. Judgement. He smiles and he runs his right index finger softly down his cheek. He growls knowing this might be his only down fall. He tilts his head when another thought runs through his mind. You can see out of the glimpse of the shadows a figure can be seen. A small little man with Joker like facepaint comes waddling down like a penguin right next to Equinox underneath the umbrella as if this little guy loved the darkness. Equinox doesn’t look at him but speaks as though speaking to the little man. EQUINOX: Where in the hell is my mind tonight? Usually it’d be here by now set to do battle. Then again it is nice and quiet right now. See I am walking into a match where many say I will lose and many say I will walk with redemption from my loss to Damian Cole. Many say that the Jokers of Paragon will aid me tonight and I welcome their assistance. And I do, but its not because I need their strength. No I want to be their hope as a good guy has truly earned their guidance and I truly have learned a lot from their guidance. To all in the ring tonight know that I am more then I made out to be. Know I am my own person, my own entity, I want nothing to do with the Wild set of things but only to show my fans from 2CW, who I am and what I can do in this very ring. I do what I see fit and not by their standards. I don’t run around with a messed up title list on a long piece of toilet paper and when no one is looking add another for keep’s sake. I earn it. See coming into this match, I have to say this to Damian Cole, See I respect him and he beat me. It is the only reason I am happy to have this match. The last match he was in with me was no more than a doorway to our storied history! Because I see me in him, I saw that darkness that has finally come out to play and validated that we are here, we are designed to take pain and we are very, very dangerous. See Damian despite everything you have said I will be the winner of this outcome. You unleashed the darkness within me and I will gladly aid you for your son but in my own way I shall win this match. He shakes his head. “John Pariah, you have done many a great things and I see that”. “That is why I want to challenge you at the next show. He had no problem with John Pariah, it was a mere friendly challenge. Just like tonight was, challenge. If any of them despised him. Equinox welcomed their hate as he thrived on it. It was too quiet for his liking now. From no where a voice comes. : Those Moronic Fools are so ill fated are they not? You are the two time XCW World Champion, The Current SCW Roulette Champion and yet you let them run their mouths. You feed off their hate and lure them in like Mice to a Mousetrap. How predictable? When will people realize that you are more dangerous when you are hated by people who cannot comprehend your brilliance? A twisted figure of a cat starts to form and land on the shades of the umbrella. It has a crescent moon like smile. One has to wonder what is going through. He seems very happy to see his old friend again. The cat was right though. He was more dangerous when hated and despised. He turns into an insane man of a monster once the bell rings. He was not the one to anger. EQUINOX: Chess, welcome back my old friend. It has been a bit of time. It’s funny how you have in this huge match where the mistakes are high and the reward is great. I hope the Jokers are ready to be in for a battle because I plan to give them a fight for them. Chess: I know, I was there watching from a far. So you finally you are getting your chance to become a contender here. That is a very good thing. Those Folks in this match have no idea what waits since you’ve unlocked the dark part of your mind. EQUINOX: That will happen in due time tonight. But the question is can anyone defeat me cleanly. Chess: That is so true? I mean you lose to Damien by sere luck. EQUINOX: Thought I don’t like anyone I team with or am against. I hope they can play fair. Because I can see how beating me is their number one priority. Chess: It seems that things are still looking up for you. Maybe this is your chance to show everyone who you are. See you defeat them singlehandedly and that will perhaps prove your worth to the locker room. EQUINOX: I know that Chess. I am looking forward to this match. See coming here I have a chance to face one guy maybe more who can’t stand me and I welcome that. I welcome their hate but the delusion in it all does my tag partners even have my back. Chess: So have you seen twitter lately, it seems James is highly confident he will beat you..Not that you care. He smiles at the cat. He knew the mental cat knew how to get on twitter and roam around. He was called a rookie with an Ego. He was not a rookie. Many called him a legend, From where he was standing it was time to show them who he was. But He knew this was going to be the hardest match to defeat James and his team here tonight and win a chance to become champion. Yet, He was ready. EQUINOX: I welcome your wrath James for you are no better then the scum you crawl around with. Come this tag match, I like those odds. I will never stop! I will never die! My limits exceed everyone in this damn federation! Chess: I wonder how far are people willing to go. To shut you down and say you’re a rip off when they have no idea the ability you possess. James Silk is but a mere mouse compared to you and you have stolen nothing, do you hear me. You simply have done what you could and tonight my son, win, lose or draw I am proud of you. EQUINOX: You know that is a good point. Wayward Dream is about to be dealt here tonight boys and I won’t quit until they start shouting “Off with their heads” which I will gladly do. Chess: The Wayward Dream will come to a realization. Now it starts to come more and more into effect. Does anyone have what it takes to stop you? I doubt Hot Stuff International can hold you back. EQUINOX: At this point not one damn person can hold me back. See I am going into everything, see a little birdie told me I was on my own from the beginning and like it or not I am fine with that. Just know James, I will not let the Jokers down tonight no matter what the flap you’ve said or what you conceive in your pretty little mind as tonight I plan on stripping them bare for all to see and when the time is right it will be “off with their heads”. Chess: Hell, James you must be stupid then to realize Equinox would be so forgiving. You attacked him after that violent match to send a message. James, I have come to the realization that your nothing but a punk, a low life. A coward. Equinox will get his revenge tonight. Everyone else in that bloody group on the other hand seems like a bunch of fluid flabber fucks. James, Equinox has said multiple times he respects you and but that came out the window the moment you did the cowardly act. Equinox most likely will stalk you like prey. Question is will you do the same?. EQUINOX: Who really knows? See Andrew it doesn’t really matter if I lose tonight or if I fall because should I fall tonight, you folks will be losing your heads tonight. He laughs at the thought. He respected Everyone in the ring for Cibernetico Assemble and laughed at the chance he had of a lifetime. Hell, he would welcome better of challenge perhaps from one of the best like John Pariah, but now he had a hard choice to make because if he won, would it be the 2CW Championship or The 2CW Heritage Title. He looks at the cat and snickers shaking his head. EQUINOX: So in the end of it all Chess, I will walk out with my head held up high. I am not going to stop until I complete what I started! Cibernetico Assemble will have a hero at the end of the day! Me!!!! The cat turns with its sinister smile and walks into the mirror. It suddenly vanishes. EQUINOX: I don't care who you are and I don’t care what you have said! I am not going to lie down! I am not the one to mess with! I am coming to the PPV and earning that victory alongside my team! I will be the force of reckoning in this match up! There is nothing anyone can do to stop me! This is my time! So why don't you go ask yourself, Why the Hatter is Mad!? Welcome to the Wayward Dream Joker’s! Joker’s Rise Up!!!!! As he ends the segment. He lets out a dying piercing scream as if to alarm the arena that the insane mad man called Equinox has arrived. He is ready to play and ready to have the fans shout “Off with their heads”!!! The light begins flickering on and off as Equinox gives an evil smile. Equinox: Welcome to the Age of Armageddon, Everyone. There will BE no survivors. The feed fades black.
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J.R.
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Post by J.R. on Jul 22, 2014 17:14:46 GMT
The video feed begins with images of a wolf symbol exploding on to the screen which then leads to a video montage featuring none other than Jason Richards. The video begins to chronicle some of his best matches and moments. The video starts to come to an end as it does we see him left standing in the middle of the ring in his signature pose. The screen is black for a few moments before it begins to open up we can see the camera is pointed at a chain link fence. Richards slowly makes his way in to view as he leans against the fence he seems ready for war. He looks around for a few moments before he finally looks in to the camera.
One door closes another opens that is a running theme in this business what is here today will not necessarily be here tomorrow. I have been many places in my relatively young career and I have learned one thing over and over you need to adapt and move on. I was part of one of the best promotions to come out of the D.C. area and nothing or no one can take that away from me. I am now back in the Midwest only this time I am working for a true promotion. I am not working for two bitches trying to run a legendary place in to oblivion. I am sure this time around will I not only be paid for my work in the ring but I will not be told my style is to stiff.
He motions for the camera to turn around as it does we can see the city of Second City Wrestling’s upcoming event Milwaukee, Wisconsin. The camera just watches the city pass by as the sound of his voice breaks the stillness in the air.
I want you to take a look around I may not be from the Midwest but I would like to believe I myself have the same type of work ethic and passion for what I do as they do. I am walking in to one of the biggest opportunities of my entire career and I do not take it lightly. I walk out the winner of this match and I have in my hand a shot at the world title whenever I decide to take it. I have come close to be a world champion before only to fall short. I make no excuses I fell short because of myself no one else but bet your ass this time around that world title will be around my waist. I am all for earning my spot wherever I am and what better way to do that than by winning this match.
The camera finally turns back around as we see his once again has his back to the chain link fence as he once again seems to be looking around. The camera focuses in on his eyes as he finally looks back the camera zooms out just a few inches.
I know a lot of people hear this a lot in this business but not only do I have the ability and the skill to be one of the most violent and hardest hitting athletes in this business. I have trained with the best and been in the ring with the best this match will showcase that. Adam Stryker took me under his wing and got me my start almost everywhere I have went. I am not name dropping to get ahead I name drop to prove what I have learned and who I associate myself with. Cibernetico Assemble is my breaking out point here in the Midwest finally. I can promise you that the statement I make is going to be something that this profession will be talking about for years to come.
He steps away from the fence as he does he almost gets face to face with the camera as he has a dead stare on the camera his intensity seems to rise. His stare seems to be ice cold as he we can see his chest fill with air as he lets it out.
The Second City is known the world over for producing some of the greatest professional wrestlers in history but it is also where men come to become legends. I am that man who is going to become the next legend as I prove it’s not the size of a man but the size of the fight he will bring. I will not let the people who have trained me down but more than that I will not let myself down. I will walk out of this event the next man in line for the world title. I do not care if it’s Jason Aries or if it is my old friend and rival Ryan Kidd that title will soon be mine gentlemen. I have been ready for this chance since being sent home the Wolf is ready to hunt the Midwest once again.
He flips a hood up on a warm up jacket as he begins to jog off we can see the 2CW logo on the back as the feed begins to go black a wolf explodes and tears through the screen as it ends.
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DRex
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Post by DRex on Jul 25, 2014 5:25:35 GMT
Saturday July 12th 2014
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Saturday, July 12th 2014
Entry 2
*Breathing heavily* I did it Damien. Your dad won his first ever professional match. Haha wow… this is all going so quickly already. Not only did I win my match, but I’ve been put into a match where if I win I’ll get a shot at their champion, the guy with the gold belt that you like when we watch it on TV. Wish you could have been here tonight to watch me little man, but I know how you are about crowds. Hopefully by the time you listen to this you’ll be a little older and you’ll already have come to some of my shows to see me beat the bad guys.
Your daddy is doing it Damien, he’s becoming a real life super hero. Hopefully looking back on these someday will make you even half as proud of me as I am of you ever day. I love you little man.
* I hit the off button and lean back against the wall, my legs hanging off the bench with only one boot still on. The cold concrete sends shivers across my bare skin, a welcomed change from the sweat that poured down my forehead. I stuff my phone into the pocket of my gym shorts and grab my wife beater, tossing it on, much to my soaked backs chagrin. I grab my bags and head for the door, but my phone wasn’t overly happy with its new home in my pocket as it starts to vibrate. I reach in and pull it out, answering it without even looking at the caller. *
Dante Drexler: Hey, it’s Dante.
Voice: … Hey Dante, is this a good time?
* My heart sunk. It was as if my entire night, the night that should have been at the top of my list as one of the best nights of my life, hadn’t even happened. I pause for a moment, speechless. Unusual for me, but yes, speechless. *
Voice: Hello? Dante?
Dante Drexler: As a matter of fact no, this isn’t a good time… Meghan.
Meghan: Come on Dante, I know I fucked up but we need to be adults about this. I’m changed Dante, I’m in a better place now-
* I hold the phone away from my ear and close my eyes. After another moment of thought, I press the red phone shutting off the phone. I then proceed to turn the phone off entirely and throw it into my gym bag. I head for the door making a beeline for my car, not stopping to say goodbye to the few people still leaving the arena.
Life’s about to get a whole lot more complicated. *
Monday July 21st 2014
So you kicked their ass pretty good, huh bro? Haha.
* My friend Alex asks as he takes a bite out of his Wendy’s crispy chicken sandwhich, setting it on the table in front of us to take a drink of his Coke. *
Dante Drexler: Well I wouldn’t say I kicked his ass, I think Jared was off his game. That or adrenaline totally took over, because the match was over pretty quickly.
Alex: Good shit man. I mean you are the size of a truck so I guess it’s not really too surprising.
Dante Drexler: Nah man that’s not really how it works. In wrestling it’s not always size that matters.
Alex: That’s easy for a guy like me to say, consider I’m like a foot shorter than you and you can bench press me. I’m sure that Jared dude wouldn’t agree with you after you crushed him haha.
* I laugh, looking around a little to see if anyone had noticed us talking about wrestling. I always love seeing the look on peoples faces when I talk about wrestling, let alone the fact that I’m in it. *
Alex: So come on man when’s your next match. I want to see you powerbomb some asshole and break their spine.
* Alex wasn’t much of a wrestling fan. I’m pretty sure the powerbomb and headlock were the only wrestling moves he knew. He was also a lot more outspoken than me. Sometimes I wish I was as brash and charismatic as him; it’d help with promos for sure. *
Dante Drexler: My next match is coming up this weekend. The 26th, Cibernetico Assemble.
Alex: You’re battling a guy named Cibernetico Assemble? Badass. Is he like a Transformer or something?
Dante Drexler: Jesus Christ… no that’s the show name. It’s also the match type I’m in.
Alex: Booo. Do you at least get to battle in a Transformer costume?
Dante Drexler: I’m not bringing you to the show.
Alex: Hahaha I’m just busting your balls big man, go on.
* I take a drink of my water and finish off my salad, leaning back sighing knowing it’ll be useless explaining this match to Alex. *
Dante Drexler: Okay so here is how it goes. I’m on a team with Marisol Hawkes, Damian Cole, Equinox, and Blaze. We’re going up against Jason Richards, JP Caliban, Jordan Ciserano, Nighthawk, and James Silkk.I don’t know much about any of them to be honest. I know they’re all probably pretty impressive if the 2CW feels comfortable with possibly giving them a title shot. But anyways, that’s the teams. Still with me?
Alex: Yeah yeah.
Dante Drexler: Alright. So you know how a tag match works. This is basically a big tag match. If you get pinned or tap out, you’re eliminate from the match. I’m not sure about disqualification, I’m sure they mentioned it and I forgot.
Alex: Holy hell I’m marking my calendar. You forgot something?
Dante Drexler: Not all of us have the attention span of a moth and the memory of that mop over there. Speaking of which, back to the match. Since this is elimination, once one team remains, that team must fight to crown one overall winner of the match, because the winner gets a shot at the 2CW Title anytime they want within a year. So for example, if we eliminate their whole team, my entire team will fight to crown a winner. If there’s only me and one guy left, he and I will have a singles match. Etc.
Alex: What happens if you’re the only one left on your team and you eliminate their team?
Dante Drexler: I don’t know. I guess I win with less work? But yeah, that’s the jest of it, what I get out of it at least.
Alex: Your job is weird, this sounds like homework. Why can’t you just have two guys bash eachother with chairs for the belt?
Dante Drexler: Good God you’re hopeless. Dude it’s all about the sake of competition, and testing your physical boundaries. It’s like the any sport, without rules it’d just be all out chaos and boring. But yeah I’m pretty psyched for the match. Not only is it my second match in 2CW and I get a shot at getting a title match anytime I want; but it’s in the first ever 2CW Cibernetico Assemble match. I can make history and make a real splash on this place that is getting huge quick. This is probably going to be the most talked about match in 2CW for a while, so if I win then it’s going to alert A LOT of people to myself. Hopefully I can get booked in a few other places around during the off time of the 2CW shows. I keep seeing postings of the Professional Wrestling Project and places like that, which would mean I’ll be on my way to my dream man. It’s just a big chain that could be started if I get this first link, more publicity equals more bookings, which means MORE publicity so higher pay, which means A.) I’ll reach my goal of being able to support myself doing something I love and B.) I’ll be able to give Damien the life he deserves.
Alex: Yeah man I get it, that’s cool shit. I was just busting your balls, I’m glad you’re going for your dreams. Speaking of Big D how’s he doing? You take him to the doc yet to see why he’s not talking much?
Dante Drexler: Nah he’s fine.
Alex: Seriously bro, he’s 4 and he only talks to you. Might be autism or some shit.
* I look around the Wendy’s again, this time hoping people aren’t listening to the conversation. *
Dante Drexler: Dude he’s fine, he’s a kid he’s just shy.
Alex: I’m just saying man. Those docs know what they’re talking about.
* We sit for a moment quiet as he finishes up his food. *
Dante Drexler: Oh, did I tell you Meghan called the other night?
Alex: Oh damn, no you didn’t. The hell did she want?
Dante Drexler: I don’t know, I hung up on her.
Alex: Again?
Dante Drexler: Yeah again. I don’t give a fuck what she wants. She made her bed now she can lay in it.
Alex: Well she is Damien’s –
Dante Drexler. I. Don’t. Care. Not anymore. Look man, it’s been cool but I gotta get going. I gotta train and what not in a few hours.
Alex: Alright man, hey if you want I got some time off work this week. We can hit up the golf course?
* I stand up, getting ready to split. *
Dante Drexler: Yeah sure I’m down. Tomorrow good?
Alex: For sure brother man. I’ll catch you tomorrow.
* We shake hands, and go our separate ways. This “catching up” put more questions in my mind than anything. What did Meghan actually want? And Damien… maybe he’s not just a shy kid. Ugh. At least one thing I have to take my mind off of this all is Cibernetico Assemble. Training has always been my outlet, and I’m sure as hell going to train my ass off for this match. The match alone will be a huge step forward, let alone winning it. All I know is Cibernetico Assemble will be the start of something great. Win lose or draw, I’m going to make sure everyone remembers my name. *
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Post by nighthawk on Jul 25, 2014 17:45:23 GMT
“I woke up one morning thinking about wolves and realized that wolf packs function as families. Everyone has a role, and if you act within the parameters of your role, the whole pack succeeds, and when that falls apart, so does the pack.”
As Nighthawk pulls his gear bag down from the top shelf of the bedroom closet inside his Bridgeport home in preparation for his Cibernetico Assemble appearance at the eponymously titled pay per view one has to wonder how the Chicago native is dealing with the very real idea that the men he will be partners with, and the men that he will have to trust, might very well end up being his opponents by the time the night is through. But while the process of being a member of a Cibernetico squad is laced with confusion and subtext about how good of a partner one can actually be to people he might be facing, Nighthawk has never been the sport of person who would ever allow himself to feel anything other than absolute faith in the person who he might be sharing the ring. So while the “Wrestling Machine” would treasure a chance at quickly making an impact in a place that he is coming to consider his new home no one who has watched him for any length of time seriously believes that he would do anything to be less than the best possible teammate, as anyone who saw him come to the aid of his friend Jason Aries will quickly understand.
But as the “Man of 1000 Holds” folds up his multi-colored trunks and places them in the gear bag, removing a roll of tape and his multi-colored gloves from one of the pockets, the door to his bedroom yawns open and in walks his gorgeous wife Sin who embraces her husband tightly before grabbing a red cocktail dress from out of her side of the closet.
(Author’s note: This conversation took place in Spanish.)
Nighthawk: “Can’t believe this is happening this fast. I mean, it feels like a week ago that I was sitting with Jason and talking about going after the World Tag Team Titles and knowing we were going to do it. And now, just a couple of weeks after that, I am here again to try and get another title shot. I'm not saying I don’t enjoy this, but it is bizarre on a level I really can’t understand. I mean, right away, I'm placed in a match that so many others on this roster would kill to be a part of. My big concern, honey, is that people will look at me and see the one thing that I've never wanted anyone ever to look at me and see: That I'm somehow a legacy hire. The idea that anyone can look at me, after all I've accomplished in this sport, and see someone who just got here because of a legacy makes me sick. And if I do nothing else, if I leave nothing else as my legacy for when I finally leave my boots in the ring, I want it to be the idea that I got everything I got because I was good enough to have it, not because of who my father was.”
Sin: “No one thinks that, Tristan, and if they do they don’t get the luxury of knowing the man I've known ever since we were both teenagers. If I can say nothing else about you, Tristan, it’s this: You’re not the sort of man who has ever, even for a second, not done anything that wasn’t built around the idea of outworking whoever you felt like you needed to in order to prove a point. I trust your work ethic, Tristan, and I know that anyone who has ever stepped in the ring with you knows it exists. Don’t worry about feeling like you have to prove you belong. There’s nothing left you have to prove to anyone, Tristan. As long as you remember that you should be fine.”
Nighthawk: “I love you, honey, and I will never stop loving you until there’s no more breath in my body. But that’s not true. I always have to prove something. No matter how good I think I get, or no matter how much I accomplish, there will always be someone who doesn’t believe I did it honestly, or doesn’t believe I did it at all. And as long as I can’t live with that, I have to keep going. I suppose the day will come when I'll be able to, when it doesn’t matter to me what people think of me, but I know that’s not right now. So since that’s still the case, I have to keep going. I have to keep pushing, even past what I think my limits might be, because I don’t think I'd be able to forgive myself if I thought, even for a second, that I was being lazy. I don’t really know how I'd feel about that, but I do know that I would never want to know.”
Sin, looking at her husband through new eyes as it is now becoming clear to her why it is he pushes so hard: “I don’t want to stop you, Tristan. I honestly don’t. I don’t think I'm going to be able to even if I wanted to. All I'm asking, all I've ever been trying to ask, is that you find a middle ground between the guy who pushes himself to the breaking point, and the husband I want you and need you to be. As long as you can find that balance, and be that man, there’s nothing you have to worry about from me. I promise.”
Nodding at her husband, Sin leaves him alone to finish packing up.
The next morning…….
As Nighthawk pulls his rolling suitcase out towards his chopped and stretched Dodge Charger the “Wrestling Machine” slowly closes his eyes. Clad in a sky-blue British Bulldogs t-shirt, blue leather pants with the colors of the Irish flag up and down each leg, and black work boots, Nighthawk opens his eyes slowly and places his suitcase in the trunk before leaning against the passenger’s side door.
Nighthawk: “For most of my career before I returned home, Mexico was where I laid my head. It was where I laid my head, made my name, and allowed people to see me as someone they should be paying attention to. And because of that, and also because I've been in a few of this, I must admit that the right words escape me when thinking about this week. What do you say? How do you begin to address the puzzle that comes with the idea of knowing that you will be facing 5 men, backed up by 5 men you perceive to be your allies but who could be your enemies at a moment’s notice? For a task like this, pithy words fail. Instead, the truth, the cold and unfiltered truth, is what appears to be the best course of action.
I could throw threats at James Silkk as he has thrown threats at me, and vow that as long as there is enough breath in my body to get my feet off of the ground, I will not let him and his Young Moderns run roughshod over this place as the Establishment did in PWX, and ended up killing the damned thing. I could make the point that if he even wants the chance to win this match, perhaps alienating the 4 people who could bring him to the chance to do so might not be a strategy straight out of Sun Tzu’s playbook.
I could point out that the opposing squad seems to believe this to be an easy night’s work, stuffed to the brim as they are with people who have competed in a match such as this very rarely. In Mexico, luchadores spend their entire careers trying to win just one, and are haunted by the memories of the ones they didn’t win. And now for my opponents to believe that winning one, surviving the minefields, is as easy as they seem to think makes me amused. I will enjoy watching them figure out how hard it actually is.
But in closing, I will say this: Goodnight 2nd City. May sleep give you the courage to go on.”
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Post by Deleted on Jul 25, 2014 18:22:12 GMT
We open on Caliban standing in front of a 2nd city backdrop rubbing his hands together with a gleeful smile on his face, he is wearing a battered adorned with the greek symbol for alpha showing solidarity for his team at the show
Ladies and gentlemen are you ready for a spectacle? Are you ready for a tag team match like you have never seen before... Are you ready for 10 men, 2 teams, one match and a hell of a lot of repercussions? You see this match is where you find the movers and shakers in 2nd city, if you aren't involved in this match then your basically lagging behind the curve, you want proof just look at my team, lets start with a debut shall we? I told you all I was bringing something with me, I told you all you would learn what it means to be at the top of this business. On the 26th of July 2nd City will see the debut of the tag team that will go down as the most dominant 2 man combination in this companies short history and it will be a title we will hold beyond the Cibernetico, or 2015 quite simply we will be the first tag team of 2nd City Wrestling, the tag team that all other will have to prove themselves against just as I will be the standard bearer for the singles world heavy weight title ladder and we are just the tip of the iceberg. Next up is a man that makes this business a pleasure to be in, a wrestler who does this for the love of everything that comes along with being a pro wrestler and a man who's experience alone in every kind of match out there could carry team Alpha to victory. Lady's and gentlemen on Sunday night Nighthawk will be in the 2nd city ring teaming with us and I assure you to pleasure will be all mine to say that and the pain that comes along with that pleasure will be felt by team B I promise you that. Speaking of pain, if there is one name in this business next to maybe Pariah that I automatically associate with pain it is Jason Richards, Jason has kicked the shit out of me so many times and every single time the matches have gone down as some of the best in my short career. Last and by no means least is Mr Silkk himself, a guy after my own heart for how he conducts himself in the industry, I look at him and I see myself mirrored and I see Ciserano there as well. At Cibernetico we have our Technician, we have our heavy hitter, we have our quick thinker, our high flyer and our Dare Devil, you can assign those tags as you see fit
A smile creeps across his face again
But those men aren't the ones I'm here to talk about, ladies and gentlemen
He pulls a folder out of thin air and holds it up
In this simple folder I hold my opponents for the cibernetico, let me introduce them one by one starting with
He flips the folder open and produces a picture with a satisfied look on his face holding it up to the camera
Lets start with The Superhuman Dante Drexler, another muscle nut with a superman obsession, nothing new, nothing spectacular, I've fought rugby players in bar fights bigger than this guy but at the same time I am not stupid enough to blow off the fact that this man is 100 pounds heavier than me and is partial to feats of strength. I mark out for this shit normally but the great thing about big men is that they have too much confidence and anyone stupid enough to claim to be superhuman definitely rides those rails too. Ill have some fun with this big man I can tell you that now or he might have fun with me but in the end I have seen 5 of these dudes in the past 5 months in different places around the country and in the end he will simply be a bodybuilder with wrestling training or as I like to call it, not in my league
He drops the picture and pulls out another one
Damian Cole
He holds the picture up to the screen and cocks an eyebrow
Yet another heavy hitter just like his partner, but this guy is another kind of animal, this man can take you apart piece by piece, if he and Nighthawk hook it up I am going to lose my freaking mind. But what I have to ask you all about this guy is if he is fast enough, can he catch someone like me and the answer to that is no, Ill kick him in the face and then be gone in a puff of smoke before a word can be said. You can be technical all you want but you need to lock in those holds and I can reverse them all, I can expose someone like Damian to the world as a man hiding behind his list of abilities, I will if I get the chance expose him as nothing but a hard nut with some basic rudimentary skills on the mat. MMA can kiss my ass and so can Damian Cole
Caliban rolls up the picture in a ball and bounces it off the camera lens pulling out another
Ahhhh Equinox
He holds up the picture
One of the most decorated wrestlers on our roster, a true prodigy when it comes to extreme dare devil wrestling and someone who I will say I see more than a little bit of myself in. This guy is as weird as me, as nutty as me and in the end probably just a sociopathic as me but the one thing he is not and that is as in control as I am. You see this dude seems to be just another off the wall character, someone living by his urges, the voices in his head controlling him. Me? I am the opposite of that, I control everything I do, when I take my risks I don't do it on a limb and thats what makes me better than Equinox, that's what makes me more dangerous than him and what will make me the subject of his nightmares for weeks to come
He drops the picture
Next up and I dunno if I am saying this right but Ill give it a go
he spins the picture round
Marisol Hawkes? Is that how you say that name? Yeah? Ok anyways, Marisol is someone I don't know a whole lot about but from what I have seen there isn't really that much to know. Typical all rounder move set, top rope stuff from 15 years ago and yadda yadda yadda, I'll be interested to see what she brings to the table though. Not to mention she is also Silkks former old lady, not really sure how that will work, hopefully in our favour but who knows, it may be the best course of action to remove her early if we get the chance. And Last but by no means least we have Blaze
He tosses Marisol's picture away and holds up the last one in the folder dropping it to the floor
Now this guys sounds like a poor excuse for a luchadore, even I can see that but in reality this dude is a specimen, 7 foot 1, 331 pounds, in a team as big as team B this guy is the powerhouse, how terrifying is that! But yet again if they are big they don't tend to be smart, you see this match is going to come down to one thing, it's the scientists vs the Giants, not one person on team Alpha will ever be known as the biggest dog in the yard but if you wanna know how to cut down those big dogs we are the gentlemen you wanna come talk to and the end result will be the exact same for Blaze. Size doesn't matter when you are as awesome as us I promise you that Blaze, Cole, Drex it really doesn't matter the bigger you are, the more intense you are, the more violent you are the better you are gunna push us to be and when you line the 5 of us up against the 5 of you and ask the crowd who is the better tag team you bet your ass team Alpha will win every single time. You boys have to deal with 5 of the best this business has ever seen
He takes out a light and sets fire to the picture of Blaze
At Cibernetico assemble I will take you all apart, we will show you what it means to be the best in this game, Alpha by name, Alpha by nature and natural selection has shifted, being big doesn't mean better anymore, speed, brain power and knowing how to kick someones teeth down their throat, these are the skills we posses and we are better at them than you... Incoming
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Post by jordanciserano on Jul 26, 2014 3:15:06 GMT
THIS IS MY RP Sorry that I am posting it so late I had to travel over 5 hours from a track camp up in Canton, New York (Right near the Canadian border). Sorry again-Jordan
::The camera turns on to Jordan Ciserano walking around downtown Buffalo, New York. The sun is beginning to go down as darkness is beginning to arrive in the distance. You see Jordan walking toward city hall and stopping in awe at the building. He then turns around with a huge grin on his face in both happiness and in excitement as he begins to speak to the centered camera.::
Hello everybody, my name is Jordan Ciserano the “King of the Queen City.” Why I say that is because I reign from one of the best cities in the world of Buffalo, New York! From Buffalo, I was trained by some of the best wrestlers available and learned some of their greatest styles; From Victor Creep and his mysterious technical style to the legendary Chris Helms whose highflying skills showed me how to win every match I compete in. All bringing me the greatest skills in the wrestling business. I was trained by those men and men like them for over nine years to set me up as one of the greatest wrestlers that I could possibly be. Now I come to Second City Wrestling in Chicago, Illinois to show that all of that training has paid off with the winning of a championship. That goal of gold may be a big one depending on who you ask, but I believe that with my tools it is possible.
::He shakes his head "yes" at his own statement that a title is imminent to his career in Second City Wrestling as the capitol building begins to get darker as time goes by. Jordan then moves across the street to a statue of Marques de Lafayette to which he admires the mans courage He then turns back to the now angled camera and continues.::
Also, there is one other tool that can help me win a championship and that is the High Flying, death defying Caliban! As you will know in the future Caliban has helped me learn a great deal, teaching me technical moves like the Sharpshooter and the Surfboard. With this help we created a team called Sequitus that mashes together his high flying ability and my technical style. Together we can and will rule the tag division in Second City Wrestling. But enough about tagging right now because this week will require more than just tag skills.
This week is the match called the Ciberanteto Match where it is a five on five brawl to decide who will get a guaranteed title shot at whatever time they want it. This match is amazing, why? This match just so happens to be my debut, my first match. I can find no better way to show everyone that I have come, that I have arrived than with a win and a title shot. This match though will be no cake walk because there are five men on the other side, not to mention your own squad when it ends. So I will have to defeat anyone and everyone that I can if I even want a chance to win this title opportunity. How will I ever do this… let’s just say that I have been doing my research on my opponents in the past few weeks. For intelligence is the power to rule.
::He points to his head in an intelligent fashion for his statement, trying to show how ring smart and book smart he can be.:: First off is the highly accomplished Equinox. This guy has truly done it all in wrestling, winning championship to championship for different federations… and I personally am psyched that we have him as a top talent here. But to his experienced and successful career, it does have some draw-backs. For instance, through the years he has wrestled, I have had plenty of time to study him and his move set so I know exactly what he will do. I know about high risk style, which as he himself can tell you can back fire in an instant. That is where I come in with my submissions; if he goes high risk against me… there simply will be not reward. How are you going to hit someone on the ground when all they have to do is just roll out of the way? Simple, you can’t… and you won’t against me.
::Jordan steps to the left and the right demonstrating how he can move out of Equinox's way at the Cibernetico Match. He then goes on after laughing at his own exaggerated action.::
Second is Damian Cole. This is a good guy with a bad, bad influence at his side. That is a shame because I feel he could be a lot more successful without that manager of his. Damian, you are a winner from birth and coming to 2CW I see that there is no way that you want to lose to anybody. Through training session to training session you worked your way up the ladder into greatness becoming an All-American. Let’s just call this match your fall from grace then because it is all downhill from here, with my team beating you down to the floor so hard that you won’t be able to get back to that athletic stand point that you once had.
::He stares down the camera at the end of this statement with the darkness of the now dim statue. Jordan then moves briskly to a street lamp where the light shines on his sweaty face.::
Third on team “Beta” meaning that they are set for second is Blaze, who is less a man and more of a monster. At seven foot one I can see him being a force to be reckoned with for he is an unmovable object. Blaze, I am the unstoppable force that will take you down if I have the chance! I am the man who will climb the mountain! If you haven’t caught on… which I really wouldn't be that surprised at, I am the man who will conquer and defeat you and send you into the dark, dark oblivion. Set aside for only those that have failed. Blaze you bring fire and strength to the ring, but fire does nothing against the force of water.
::He puffs his chest out and flexes his muscles to show the pound for pound strength that he has against Blaze's pure size. Jordan then puts on a serious face trying to scare Blaze.::
We are almost done at member four Marisol Hawkes. She is fast and slick, moving around the ring like a ghost in the night. She has most likely worked harder than anyone else on her team to get to this pin in the career, so I expect and accept the challenge in this match. I’ll leave you with just one thing though. This is my debut, I will step up and I will show no mercy. So just don’t expect an easy ride over me. For I will not stop at a victory, I will only stop once you no longer can wrestle.
::Jordan's deep brown eyes show no fear in the actions that he spoke of in his past statement. He makes a violent bending motion with his hands, laughs like the Joker and continues with his tear.:: With all of this said, I guess you could say that I have this match pretty scoped out like a sniper getting ready to shoot my kill. From what I have made it sound it is a handicapped match from hell, but I have some support. Jason Richards! I cannot wait to tag with this guy; he is skilled beyond belief and a talented mate who can defeat anyone, especially his assigned opponent Dante Drexler. I know Caliban can lay the smack down on whoever he faces. Nighthawk is his name sake, fast and skilled in every way. Finally James Silkk, he is a champion at heart so I know that the skill will come. So all of that said, my team and all. I would say that we are ready to kick some ass and win this match until there is only one man or woman left standing.
::He rolls his neck and jumps up and down with the street light still shining on his face. He seems ready to go and kick ass at the Cibernetico Match very soon.::
::The next scene opens to Jordan sitting in a brown leather chair on a talk show with his friend Andrew Civitello. They seem to be making quiet chat as Andrew see's the flashing red "On Air" sign. He clears his throat and begins.::
Andrew Civitello: Hey everybody, today on The “Super Ultra Wrestling Show” I am sitting down with my man, the “King of the Queen City” himself JORDAN CISERANO!
JC: Hey Andrew! What’s happening.
AC: Just getting ready to ask you some questions on your upcoming debut in Second city Wrestling.
JC: Fire away man.
AC: Okay, first off how do you feel about debuting in a completely new place?
JC: I am more than excited that I get to perform in a completely new environment. It can be a little nerve racking that I am going to some where I have never been, but as a wrestler you are expected to be able to compete anywhere at literally anytime. So I really can’t wait to put that theory to the test.
AC: Sounds amazing that you are ready to compete right away Jordan!
JC: Yeah, I am hoping to be in contention for a title right away as well.
AC: Well with your debut match that can happen.
JC: Yes, the Ciberanteto Match. A match where your career can be changed in as short as three… long… seconds.
AC: Yeah, this match as I’m sure you know is a new breed of match. It is one where you fight five other competitors until there is no one left on the other side. It really is crazy.
JC: You’re telling me…
AC: Now, how excited are you that you are able to tag with your partner Caliban right out of the gate in this match?
JC: It is an amazing feeling. The chemistry that Caliban and I have together from him helping me learn a huge number of technical and high flying moves, and the chemistry from competing together in the past. So overall I feel hyped that I can tag with Caliban right away since I know that there is not a tag division yet.
AC: Do you think that in this match both you and Caliban can prove something right away?
JC: Hell yeah, we can show that we are the best tag team in the world even though we are still wrestling with others. Just from chemistry alone I feel that Caliban and I can make an instant impact.
AC: Well Jordan, tell me how you prepare for this match?
JC: You prepare for this match with a lot of mental preparation, knowing that you are fighting for a chance at a guaranteed title. You need to psych yourself up knowing that no one will pin you. You need to get the mindset that you are unstoppable.
AC: Is that it?
JC: Of course not, you also need to remember all the training that you have done throughout the years, all the hard work you put in. Then you have to learn how to use it. Like in this match you need to hold back and play defensive so that you don’t make any fatal mistakes in the match that can lead to your downfall. In this match, you must play conservative so that you can survive the match and win that title shot.
AC: But Jordan, one thing that you are missing in that statement is that what can happen if you and another person survive in the match, then what?
JC: Everybody on my team is excellent at near everything that they do so I really wouldn’t be surprised at that finish. But if it does come down to a one on one match, I will have no problems fighting them like they were my worst of enemies.
AC: I like the hostility Jordan.
JC: Thank you sir.
AC: One last question Jordan.
JC: Go.
AC; How will your career change with the winning of this match?
JC: It will only change for the better, I will finally get the title shot and hopefully the full on title that I deserve in my wrestling career. Overall I am more than ready to take a jump from a new comer to a future champion.
AC: Thank you Jordan.
JC: Anytime man.
::Jordan then stands up and shakes Andrew's hand. Still looking calm Jordan walks off the set looking more ready than ever.::
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