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Post by REDEFINE Pro on Jul 27, 2014 15:55:10 GMT
Dog Collar Match: Jason Aries vs James Silkk
Jason Aries wants his 2CW Championship back, and he wants to destroy the Young Moderns one by one. At the Clash, he will collide with the leader of the group-and his former mentor-James Silkk, in a barbaric Dog Collar Match! Can Aries survive the onslaught?
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Post by jasonaries on Jul 29, 2014 19:07:42 GMT
7-26-14 After Show Milwaukee, Wisconsin
The scene opens up right after Cibernetico as the camera is positioned right at the curtain as we can hear Jason’s music still being played as he comes storming through the curtain. He is drenched in sweat and seems exhausted but he seems ready to completely explode. He just glares in to the camera trying to find the right words to convey how he is feeling. He closes his eyes as he continues heavily breathing as his eyes once again open the intensity just begins to explode.
“Ryan Kidd you little punk bitch that is the way you want to win the title the way you want to play the game well then my friend now that I know the rules we can play the game. I won that title on my skill heart and passion you won it with help. I hope you hold it tight you better even sleep with it at night because trust me this war is far from over. I hope you’re ready for the pressure that title brings always and I mean always look over your shoulder because one day BOOM I will be there.”
He walks away from the camera as he kicks a chair out of his way the scene slowly fades out as we can hear him screaming for JPO.
7-29-14 Undisclosed Location.
The scene opens up in what seems to be a parking lot of a warehouse as there are few lights but we can hear dogs barking off in the distance. The camera begins to move around trying to show all those that are watching the surroundings. The sound of footsteps coming closer can he heard as the camera just stops and watches on as a man comes out of the darkness. The man is none other then former 2CW champion Jason Aries. Two large size Pitbull dogs walk to each side of him they both are growling at each other but are both held back by heavy steel chain. Jason walks to the middle as he does he has a look of pure hatred and intensity on his face. He seems to be trying to compose himself before he explodes but he could care less as he just begins speaking.
“Three days seventy two hours for that long I have had to deal with the fact that Ryan Kidd the part time pro wrestler full time whiny bitch did all that he could to take the title from me. Young Moderns it took each and every one of you to take the title from one man. I know your all stroking the ego of Ryan but we all know if it was truly one on one he would fail like he has before. I hope your ready Ryan because every time I step in front of this camera I am going to call you out and question you as a man. I won’t have to go too far though I mean I will just ask some of your ex-girlfriends about that. I wonder what they would say when asked what kind of man Ryan Kidd truly is.”
He looks down at both the dogs who are about to explode on each other if the chains broke we would have a massacre on our hands that would get 2CW banned. The camera just watches on as he crouches down almost face to face with each dog as he looks up at the camera. He slowly stands up as he is once again in between the middle of each dog. He takes a moment and looks around as he quickly looks back at the camera and continues on.
“James Silkk you are the first victim that JPO has decided to put in the ring with me and I would not have this any other way you and I in a dog collar match. I remember being the one dumb enough to drink your kool aid and listen to what you had to say. The world knows where that got me thrown against a cage and knocked the fuck out on the floor. I woke up the next day in the hospital and you were nowhere to be found I was just a pawn in your game. The game has changed though has it not and now you have to pay for all your transgressions. I want the world to know I still know your one of the best in the world but you have no idea how far I am going to go.”
He stops for a few moments as he begins to walk back and forth as he walks the length of each chain as he begins pacing he just stares in to the camera. His eyes tell the story of a man who did everything he could to be a world champion and had it stolen from him. His eyes could burn a hole through the camera lens if he just continued to glare at it. He closes his eyes for a split second before reopening them as he does he locks with the camera and continues on.
“I am going to unleash every pent up feeling I have had I am going to put my career and my life on the line as I run your entire group one by one. I am going to make an example of you as I stain that mat in your blood but not only yours but mine as well. I am willing to have my career and even my life ended to come out the winner of this match can you say the same? I have heard you call me John Pariah’s young boy well are you ready to see how violent he has taught me to be? I am not the same young punk who you tried to convince and did for a while that I was bigger than the business. I am one of the best professional wrestlers in the world but I am also one of the best fighters in the world.”
He begins clinching his hands in to fists as we can see he is ready to go to war right this very second as both dogs are still growling and barking at each other. He stands in the middle as if saying I have no fear at this point in my career. The camera watches on as he seems to almost be at home in the violence that he knows is going to come in this match. He just glares in to the camera as he is letting his image speak for itself as he finally continues on.
“James you better visit your family you better make sure your affairs are going to be in order because my main goal is to end your career in Evansville, Indiana. I am daring you to try and do the same to me because I want the violent messiah you claim to be. I can promise you I am going to be the most violent opponent you have faced to date and that is something to say. I am going to cement my name in the history of this business and it’s going to be at your expense. The image of your bloodied and broken body is going to be what the wrestling world will be talking about. Young Moderns each one of you are going to fall at my feet and then Ryan Kidd I will get back what you took from me.”
He walks away from the camera as the only image left is that of the two pit bulls ready to rip each other apart as the scene fades to black.
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Post by abstractsilkk on Aug 2, 2014 21:36:21 GMT
RP Title: Mouth of the Architect
“Jason Aries has a death wish…”
[The scene fades into a hotel room, where James Silkk is sitting in a black leather desk chair, leaning back and gazing out the window.]
“You blame the Young Moderns for what happened to you at Cibernetico Assemble. When there is nobody out there in the aether to blame…but yourself.”
[Silkk chuckles, and turns the chair to the camera. He leans forward and smiles.]
“Jason, you drank my kool-aid? Brother, no. You came to me a year ago, asking for advice. You wanted to break free from the pack of dogs in PWX’s midcard. You wanted to be your own man-and push yourself to new heights. You came to me, a former World Champion, and I offered you a hand in achieving your goal. What you do with my advice Jason, what you do with my guidance is of no concern to me. I will say this, my brother must have taught you something more than just a few submission holds. His insanity must have wore off on you-because you want to face me in a Dog Collar Match. Jason, my brother….
[He leans back and chuckles.]
“You certainly must have a death wish…”
[He smiles and stands up-taking a drink from the glass on his desk, before walking over to the window, gazing out at the city skyline.]
“Jason Aries. There are two pieces to the puzzle. The Problem. The Solution. Example: The Ebola Virus has broken out in Africa. The solution, honestly is to blow the whole damn area off of the map. Bringing the diseased to Atlanta is not a viable or even logical solution. So you may be asking yourself Jason. What is the problem here in 2CW? Well my brother…the problem is a cancer-spreading like wild fire to the masses. A virus eating away at the very flesh of existence. The solution. Well Jason, we are the solution. The Young Moderns are the solution. We are the answer-and we are the change this entire industry has cried for. You begged for change, you pleaded for change. The Young Moderns are that change.”
[He looks back to the camera and smiles.]
“Jason. My brother wanted to pass the torch to you, and he wanted to make you the center piece of 2CW. That’s all well and good-but Jason, you know as well as I do. You’re a midcarder at best. You’re not the face of 2CW, you never have been, and never will be. Now The Young Moderns, we are the faces of change-and at the Clash, in Evansville….we will be chained together by the neck, and I will see to it that your dreams…are well in fact killed….”
[He smiles as we fade to black]
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