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Post by REDEFINE Pro on Aug 9, 2015 2:43:33 GMT
Nova Scotia Street Fight: James Silkk vs Grayson Shaw
Tag Team Match: Scorpion James & Jason Richards vs Andrew Wilkow & Sophia Wilson
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Post by J.R. on Aug 11, 2015 14:25:59 GMT
The video feed begins as the camera seems to be set up inside a dark room with a single dim light we can see Jason Richards sitting in the middle of the floor. He seems to be in a deep meditation as he has no clue the camera is there or does he? He slowly opens his eyes as he does he just begins to glare in to the camera as he takes a deep breath. He waits a few moments before he finally begins to speak to the camera.
I could sit here and blame this past loss one someone else or something else but the truth is no matter how you look at it my shoulders were the ones pinned to the mat. I have already gone around and apologized to each member of bullet scars personally. I have done this simply because we are bullet scars and at the end of the day failure is not an option. I know others may disagree but to me that statement reads true so in closing Death By Velocity we will be coming again. I can promise you that when Brock gets back we will once again become tag team champions.
He takes a moment and takes a slow deep breath as he seems to be trying to compose the thoughts that are racing through his head. He finally seems to collect his thoughts as he does he begins to once again speak to the camera.
I go in to this week with one purpose and that is to get back on track and not only that but to knock someone out why because I can that’s why. I am sick of saying the same thing over and over that being that I am one of the best in the world well it is time to prove it. The feelings inside of me have been building and building and building for weeks and now it is time to let it all go. I am not going stand here and keep going on and on because at the end of the day these are just words. I will see all of you soon and you will see just how dangerous this wolf can be.
He once again lowers his head as the video feed slowly cuts out to nothing more than a black screen.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 11, 2015 17:56:20 GMT
The camera turns on in a dark hallway up on third floor of Scorpion's Gym, Scorpion James is sitting down on the ground with his girlfriend Lexxi, as she is asleep on his lap. His half brother, Sandman James, walks in the hallway with a flash light in hand, pointing at Scorpion James as he whispers to his half brother.
Hey bro, can you turn off that light, I'ma tryna Sleep here, sheesh!
Scorpion James notices the camera as Sandman turns on the light as he whispers to the camera.
Hey their Fans! Hi Their partner! Now JR, now didn't I beat you a few weeks ago? Oh yeah, I did, indeed I did! & you lost last week, tough luck! But hey, that's okay, you'll have a winning-full match this time with me taking out our competitors! Afterward, if you want, you can pin them! You maybe indeed a dangerous wolf, but I'm a Viscous Scorpion, It's in my Nature to attack those who gets in my way! & Sophia Wilson, I want to apologies ahead of time to what I may do to that luscious body of yours! I know, I know, I'm a sicko, I'm a creep, & so on! I also want to apologies for what my idol hands might do to you or where it may end up! So sugar doll, have a nice DREAM!
How many times am I gonna put this through your head! When your wrestling a girl, treat them like a man! If they want to be in a man's wrestling ring, fighting in against a man, then, treat them like a man! Suplex the crap out of her, & let your partner deal with Andrew Wilkow! We need to show these ladies, if your gonna step up to a man, then expect to be put down like a man!
Sandman James, super-kicks Scorpion James in the head as the camera turns off
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Post by J.R. on Aug 12, 2015 17:48:20 GMT
The video feed begins as we see Jason Richards standing in front of the camera he has an intense look on his face as he is just glaring at the camera. The thoughts seem to be racing through his mind as we can tell he is trying to figure out what he wants to say. He takes in a slow deep breath as the camera just watches on not wanting to miss what he has to say. He lets out the breath and then begins to speak to the camera.
I figured that sense my partner decided to talk that I should in some way shape or form say something that you have not heard before. I have been standing here trying to figure out what to say but at the end of the day go with what you know. I said it yesterday and I am going to say it again this match is a chance for me to show the world how good I am outside of bullet scars. I am not one for tagging with people who I do not know but it is the wrestling business so what can you do. The time for talking is quickly coming to a close which is a good thing because actions speak louder than words.
The intensity seems to continue to grow and grow as the minutes pass until finally it seems to be at a fever pitch as he just continues to glare in to the camera. He waits a few moments and then once again begins speaking to the camera.
I am going to make this as clear as I can so everyone can understand the words that I am coming out of my mouth I walk in knock someone out. I then move on and become the first ever television champion and prove that I am as good as I say I am. I am not sure what the two other people will have to say but Scorpion and I have spoken and it is what it is. I will see all of you soon and you will find out just how dangerous this wolf can be.
He walks away from the camera as the scene cuts to nothing more than a black screen.
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Post by "Silver" Sophia Wilson on Aug 13, 2015 14:10:04 GMT
Sophia took a deep breath and centred herself, closing her eyes and taking her stance in the centre of the ring.
The gym was dark, empty and quiet. She preferred it that way, especially with all the talk coming out of Redefine 14.
Her Uncle’s appearance at Redefine 14 was not that unexpected, given his upcoming match against John Pariah, but that hadn’t made it any less of a shock to her system. Such was her disgust that she had left the arena almost as soon as she heard his music, and had avoided contact with just about everyone connected with either GZW2K1 or Redefine Pro.
With a loud yell, she began her sequence, delivering kick after kick to her imaginary opponent, ducking the punches, keeping her rhythm, and finishing with a perfectly placed jumping spin kick.
She landed perfectly and crouched, a smile on her face as she watched her imaginary opponent stagger back against the ropes. She took another breath.
Her breath was met by another breath coming from the shadows.
Sophia opened her eyes.
Sophia: I thought you’d be half way to Japan by now…
Icon Kellar: I have a few hours before my flight. I was hoping to see you after the show but…
Sophia: Yeah well excuse me if I didn’t want to see you after that little exhibition…
Icon Kellar: I just came to see Sasha…
Sophia: You came to scout Pariah… something you could have done just as easily from a television set in Japan, but no, you had to fly all the way across the Pacific and watch him from the front row… because that’s what you do, you can’t do anything by half measure, you have to f**king well strut around like the king of the f**king universe…
Icon Kellar looked down at his feet. If Sophia hadn’t known him better she’d swear he was feeling sheepish.
Sophia: People are talking, you know…
Icon Kellar: About what?
Sophia: When your next appearance will be. There’s rumours of you facing Grayson Shaw…
Icon Kellar: Redefine Pro couldn’t afford me.
Sophia: From what I heard you’re going cheap these days… and even then failing to live up to your billing.
Icon Kellar: Eva Hikari…
Sophia: Is a great opponent but come on Uncle… you didn’t even TRY… some of us have to work day in, day out for what we’ve got but you’re coasting on your name to make a quick buck… and it works.
Icon Kellar: I…
Sophia turned round.
Sophia: Aunt Sarah would be ashamed of you…
Icon Kellar stepped forward with a snarl.
Icon Kellar: Don’t you dare bring her into one of your petty tantrums.
Sophia: Tantrums?!!! I moved half way across the country to get away from you and you flew half way across the world to sabotage it. You’re a heartless, gutless has been and you’re still getting more opportunities than I am.
Icon Kellar: You’ve got a chance to become TV champion at Redefine Pro. A good chance!!!
Sophia: Yes and you, once again, are f**king it up, because that’s all you ever do.
Sophia turned towards him.
Sophia: You know, my tag partner has been completely silent this week and do you know what people are thinking? “It’s a trick”, “it’s a swerve”, “she’s really going to team with her Uncle.”
She walked towards her Uncle
Sophia: Not “Can Sophia pull this off?” Not “Is Sophia good enough”… no… it’s “are she and her uncle going to team up again?” Thanks to you and your little “scouting mission” people can’t separate us. Every time I get a chance you show up with your halo and your history and your three World Titles and all anyone can see is you and the shadow you cast. I was close, so SO close to being “Silver” Sophia Wilson: pro wrestler, and thanks to you people are already thinking Sophia Wilson: Icon’s neice.
Kellar took a breath as his niece glared at him, her eyes almost red with anger.
Icon Kellar: Look I just…
Sophia: Just f**k off back to Japan and pick up another half-ass paycheck “Mr Dynamite”… some of us have work to do.
Icon Kellar: The tag match.
Sophia didn’t answer. She turned her back and resumed her stance.
Icon Kellar: Watch out for the painted one… he’s unstable but easily “distracted”…
Again, no answer.
Sadly, Icon Kellar turned and left the gym, letting the door close behind him.
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Post by Andrew Wilkow on Aug 13, 2015 16:48:40 GMT
~The scene begins with a calm and collective Andrew Wilkow sitting against a brick wall with a cigarette in hand. Andrew takes a drag of it and quickly lets out a string of smoke before talking.
AW: “I hate wrestling in matches like these. I mean whats the point? You have all the competitors fighting for the Television Title in a fucking tag team match…..I mean I just don't get the point of it. What are we trying to prove in this match? I mean do you really think that a win can get some type of advantage going into the Television Title match?”
(Andrew chuckles to himself as he flicks the ash off the end of the cigarette.)
AW: “The real fight begins between the four of us when the officials place that Television title high above the ring, the bell rings, and we just beat the living shit out of one another. That’s the match that people want to see. That’s the match that people will pay money for. But this match right here…….Scorpion James and Jason Richards verses Andrew Wilkow and Sophia Wilson…...its a waste of time and energy. I mean I could be doing better things right now than waste my time and do a stupid promo.”
(Andrew cracks a fake smile as he holds his hands out to his side.)
AW: “And yet here I am, dressed up and ready to fight. I'm glad there are some people into this match though that actually gives a fuck. James and Richards…..you two fucks have a real hard on for this match…..and you know what…... you should because you two clowns don't stand a chance come the title match. So you might as well hype yourselves up and try to get some type of win before you lose the Television Title. So go ahead boys and run your mouths as much as possible for a match that no one gives two shits about because come that day when we finally do face each other in that ring for the Television Title……..that’s when you should be running your mouths and be putting the time and energy into a match because then and only then is Andrew Wilkow going to give a fuck about you two.”
~Andrew is about to stand up and walk away but stops as he remembers something.
AW: “As for you Sophia Wilson…...lets make this nice and simple. I'll stay out of your way if you stay out of mine. And if you feel like getting frisky after the match and want to bash my skull in to get some type of advantage on me…..that’s completely fine. But that swing better be a one shot one kill because if it ain't…….you're going to be in one hell of hurt by yours truly…….Andrw Wilkow.”
~With that, the scene ends as Andrew flicks the cigarette into the camera lens.
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Post by "Silver" Sophia Wilson on Aug 13, 2015 19:55:43 GMT
A few days had passed, and Sophia was feeling little better.
As she stared into the mirror in front of her and scrubbed aggressively at her pearly whites, her hair a bedraggled mess, it was becoming clear to her that her life was somewhat less than perfect.
Her phone rang again. She checked the caller, and answered, putting it on speaker as she did.
Sophia: Yeah?
Jeremy: Finally! I thought we were jogging this morning?
Sophia bit the side of her mouth.
Sophia: OW!!! OW OW OW OW OW!!!!
Jeremy: Sophia?!
Sophia: I’m fine!!! Just… OW!
Jeremy: I’m worried about you Silver… I followed you up North because I was convinced that you could truly make something of yourself away from Georgia, but your training this week has been…
Sophia: I’m fine… I’ll be right out…
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A few minutes later, Sophia was wrapped up against the rough Canadian weather, and made her way out onto the walkway that overlooked the Courtyard. She turned right, but immediately regretted doing so as two large men whistled towards her.
Man 1: Heyyyyy! You cold baby? I’ve got something to warm you up…
Sophia turned on her heel and moved away, but the two men followed her and soon caught up.
Man 2: Hey… don’t I know you from somewhere.
Sophia: I doubt it... I make a point of avoiding Neanderthals… well, except when I’m asked to face them in a tag team match.
Man 2: I knew it! You’re that wrestling chick!!!
Sophia: I’m not a chick…
Man 1: Hey… you know them guys you’s going up against… they ain’t too nice.
Sophia: Yeah, thanks… I hadn’t got that from the fact that one of them threatened to rape me…
Man 2: And your partner… he aint gonna have your back. Perhaps… we could help you out. Me and Eddie here… we used to wrestle when we was back in the USA.
Sophia: Really?
Eddie: Yeah… I was a champion in High School.
Sophia: When was that, the 80s?
Man 2: Hey, that ain’t no way to talk to Eddie! We’s just trying to help.
A few yards from the stairs into the courtyard, Sophia stopped and turned towards them.
Sophia: I don’t need help… I don’t want help… I get pissed when people suggest I do either of those things… and believe me boys you do not want to piss me off. This has not been a great week for me…
Eddie: I’ve got something that might improve that…
Sophia: And I know at least three strikes that that will ruin that
Man 2: Whats the matter? You a lesbian?
Sophia: Yeah… that’s the only possible explanation..
Sophia turned to leave and head down the stairs into the courtyard, but Eddie put his hand across and blocked the way.
Sophia: Get out of my way…
Eddie: Or what… you going to take me out with your fancy wrestling?
Sophia: Don’t test me…
Eddie: Well come on then baby, show me some moves.
Jeremy: Is there a problem here?
Sophia looked towards Jeremy as he made his way up the stairs towards the group. Eddie’s bravery very quickly faded as the six foot five heavy built man loomed over him.
Eddie: No… no problem… we were just having a conversation.
Jeremy: I think she’s done with the conversation gentlemen…
Eddie: Yeah… yeah sure buddy… no problem.
The men backed away, heading towards their room.
Jeremy: What was that all about?
Sophia just stared at him.
Sophia: I could have taken them…
Jeremy: What?
Sophia: I could have taken them… comfortably…
Jeremy: I never said you couldn’t…
Sophia: You came sweeping in to protect me…
Jeremy: I…
Sophia: I’m sick of this… my TV Championship rivals think I’m a joke, even the one who’s supposed to be my blood partner… my Uncle is screwing everything up, and now you have to come sweeping in like some bloody superhero because of two jerks with too much beer in their bloodstream…
Sophia pushed past him.
Jeremy: Where are you going?
Sophia: For a run, I need to clear my head.
Jeremy: Okay… I thought we could start with…
Sophia: I’m going alone…
Jeremy grabbed her arm
Jeremy: I know you’re angry… I know your Uncle showing up had you messed up inside, and I know right now you want to take a swipe at the entire world and leave it lying in your dust, but you can’t do that… that’s not how tag team wrestling works. You need to trust your partner…
Sophia: Why? He doesn’t trust me… he thinks I’m going to crack his skull open…
Jeremy: And that surprises you?
Sophia shook him loose and quickened her pace, moving away from her coach.
Jeremy: You’ve got to let this go. This business is lonely enough without you shutting out the world.
Sophia: I’ve always been alone, I work better that way, why should I change?
Jeremy: Silver!
Sophia: I don’t need your help, I don’t need my partner’s help, I don’t need HIS help… just leave me the hell alone…
Sophia pulled up her hood and ran out of the courtyard.
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