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Post by REDEFINE Pro on Apr 19, 2015 2:58:48 GMT
A pair of huge tag team matches round up the 90 minute premiere, as after the match between TROY STONE and JAKE KEETON-all hell broke loose. JACK OWYNS came to the ring to assault the Modern Day Outlaw. However, DECLAN BLACK hit the ring to make the save. JPO set up a Tag Team Match between the four for this weeks huge REDEFINE premiere
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Post by Jack Owyns on Apr 20, 2015 16:16:16 GMT
The footage starts, and Jack Owyns comes into view: sunglasses on, hoodie pulled up over his head as he paces back and forth in front of a brick wall.
The modern-day outlaw, eh?
HA! Seriously? More like the old-age outlaw: out of date. No? Too cheesy, too corny? Yeah, I thought so, but guess what? Do I even care what you think? Nah, I couldn't give two shits what you think, man. However, what I do care about and would like to know is: How did that chair feel, huh?
CRACK!
When it connected with your SKULL.
CRACK!
When it connected with your BACK.
CRACK!
I bet, in that instance, that exact moment, you probably thought, Shit, man, my body can’t keep up with this. Maybe, just maybe, I should have stayed oh-so-fuckin’-happily retired. Playing chess at the park, watching soap operas with popcorn in your lap. NO! You didn’t think that? Well, Keeton, maybe you didn’t, but come REDEFINE, it won’t only be a thought that crosses your mind—it will become a fuckin’ reality.
You’re eight years older than me. Your career is dwindling down the drain, while I sit in my prime fuckin’ years. You're smaller than me; shit, man, I bench higher than your weight on a daily fuckin’ basis. Step into the ring with my at REDEFINE, and I will fuckin’ tear you limb from limb. Once I am done with you, might even do you a favor, you know? What’s that, you ask? After JC sees what I'll do to you in that ring, he won’t want to have no part of the wrestling industry. Shit will be scary, HA!
DEACON BLACK!
Who in the hell are you supposed to be? Never heard of you. NAPW, never heard of. What? You supposed to be something special… oh fuckin’ no, its Deacon god damn BLACK! Everybody run; everybody hide. This guy is something special, this guy…is fuckin’ NOTHING! Walking in here, making challenges for the top title – Blah, blah, blah.
Do me a favor, alright? Go stand behind James Silkk, Jake Keeton; at the back of the fuckin’ line. ‘Cause like last show; REVIVAL. I knocked off Silkk, and at REDEFINE, I will knock off both you and Keeton.
REVIVAL; it was the revival of the Villain. Get that?
Here on out, I’ll pick apart every fuckin’ person they throw in my way, all the way to the fuckin’ top of 2CW, and until that championship is wrapped around my waist; where it belongs. I will tear the fed upside down to get what I want, and nobody will get in my god damn way.
Not Black, not Keeton, not Silkk, and especially not you, Tony Stone. We may be fuckin’ partners this week, but that is as far as it goes, understand that. I’m Jack Owyns; I’m a motherfuckin’ lone WOLF! AND I’m just getting started.
The footage faded to black.
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Post by Jake Keeton on Apr 23, 2015 19:57:07 GMT
"The Villain" Jack Owyns.
You ain't much of a villian, are ya Jack? See I know what it takes to be a villian. It's a role I've played on and off for the last 18 years. And honestly I'm the same son of a bitch whether I'm the villian or the hero it's just all about who I happen to be beating the shit out of on that given week.
If you were any good at being a villian Jack, this match wouldn't be happening cause I wouldn't be able to walk but here I am. I'll be teaming with Declan Black to defeat you and the toilet paper champion Troy Stone.
My Momma always told me to pick my battles wisely but you obviously didn't put much thought into things before you swung that chair at Revival. I been hit harder during sex, boy. I was still able to raise the 2CW Championship high in the air when things settled down too and that's a picture the whole fucking world better get used to.
Speaking of the title, that's really what all this is about. Everyone wants it and Troy Stone has it even though I beat him at Revival. That fact alone means that the first shot at it is mine and I can go from hero to a bigger villian than Jack Owyns ever thought about being real fucking quick if I don't get it.
Troy you talked about respecting me last week but you'll get none in return. There's two guys associated with 2CW who have my respect and that's John Pariah and Nighthawk.
I wanted a war of words with you last week Troy but all I got was some long winded incoherent babbling. Then I beat your ass just like me and Mr. Black will you and Jack this week. Then when the time comes I'm taking your title and there ain't shit you can do about it.
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Post by declanblack on Apr 24, 2015 4:15:54 GMT
*A cameraman presses record, and here we are: Declan Black's first promo for 2CW, sitting on his desk inside his home office at Black House II in Coral Gables, FL. He's wearing a white retro Cape Breton Breakers basketball jersey, white basketball shorts, and high-top Nikes, obviously workout gear. With the ghost of an East Coast Canadian lilt in his voice, Declan confidently begins speaking...*
Well, here we go, we're hyping my debut match for 2CW, first episode of 2CW Redefine on WGN. And just as it's a new dawn for Second City Wrestling on Saturday night, it's a new dawn for Declan Black as well. New opponents, new allies, new enemies...it's an exciting time to be me, for sure. I think, however, that it's important for those of you fans that don't follow my every move on Twitter...meaning you probably don't know anything about me other than “hey, another good guy, yay”...to get to know just who Declan Black is.
I've been a wrestling fan since I was a little kid. One day, I was watching TV, I was six. First match I ever saw, Bret Hart vs. The 1-2-3 Kid. As you might have deduced, I was hooked, and all I ever really wanted to be was a pro wrestler, specifically, one just like my new hero, Bret Hart. I read every wrestler's book, I watched every match and tape I could find...I was the fan of fans. All in the effort of becoming the wrestler of wrestlers.
To make a long story short, I've done my best to be the best wrestler I can be since I graduated university, often at any cost. I'm not used to being the good guy. Really, I'm not in the Second City to be that at all. I crave competition, I like to have the best competition possible, and quite frankly, Chicago is exactly where to find it. And Troy Stone intrigues me as competition. He's a great wrestler-that belt on his shoulder means he's the best this place has to offer, for now-, but I've made it my business for years to beat great wrestlers. As for Jack Owyns, the walking sob story who somehow thinks the world owes him for allowing him to have a shitty life? Hey, he seems talented, but I'm not much for giving sympathy where it isn't earned.
Me and Jake Keeton aren't going to be in the back making friendship bracelets, don't get it twisted. I only rescued him to screw with Stone's head, and Owyns is just collateral damage to me, I couldn't care less if he and Stone are buddies or allies or what. So Jack, Troy, what you two should be primarily concerning yourself with come Saturday night is learning first hand about who I am in my house, the squared circle.
I'm feeling like that's information you're going to need for a long time to come.
*He cameraman quickly cuts the promo, and we fade to...what else?
Black.*
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