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Post by Vinny Falcone on May 9, 2011 11:19:28 GMT -5
Continental Title: Badass Brian vs. Izzy Inzane vs. Jeremiah Sloan vs. Justin Sane
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Post by Jeremiah Sloan on May 12, 2011 11:04:02 GMT -5
It was my first match in GWA, I won and became the new Hardcore Champion. Talking about making a statement! Despite being away from the business for so long it was like riding a bike, you never really forget how to ride one no matter how long it’s been. As soon as I stepped into the ring everything felt right and everything flowed so well. It was truly a great feeling to get that first victory under my belt. Even better is that my knee felt fine afterwards. I was expecting a lot of pain, but all was good.
Unfortunately I had nobody to celebrate with. I had no family in the States and I’m not one to keep many friends because I don’t trust anybody. So despite the jubilation I was feeling for winning I was also a little depressed because I had no one to share it with. That’s when it hit me…..I would visit my grandfather. It was perfect because I hadn’t seen him in ten years; he would get a kick out of it.
My mind was made, I packed my bag, and made sure I put the Hardcore Title in it, and headed straight for the airport. Once I got to the airport it took me thirty minutes to find a flight to Trinidad, I had to go through five different airlines but AirTran finally came through for me. I had about an hour to kill so I went to a bar in the airport and ordered a Jack and Coke. While I was sipping my drink a wave of exhilaration took over my body. I couldn’t believe I was about to see my grandfather.
The “retirement” home that I had to put my grandfather in was expensive and once I seen the place I knew why, the damn place looked like a palace. When I walked inside I was speechless, the entrance had marble floors that looked to be imported from somewhere, probably Italy. The reception’s desk was a cherry mahogany wood and the rest of the furniture looked like the kind you wouldn’t dare sit on.
“I’m here to see Luis Sloan please.” I announced to the receptionist as I approached the mammoth desk.
“One second please.” She started typing on her keyboard then wrote something down on a piece of paper. She then handed me the paper and a visitor’s badge. “Go through those doors over there on the right and he is in sector 152.”
I thanked the woman and made my way to the doors that led down a long corridor. On my way over I couldn’t help but think that she called the place a sector….not a room, but a sector. I guess it fit in with the price tag. I walked through the doors and my grandfather’s “sector” was the second one on the right.
Knock….knock…
“Who is it?” I heard my grandfather ask from the other side of the door.
“It’s me gramps!”
The door burst open and I was greeted by the man I consider my hero. I will never forget the look on his face….one of surprise and happiness neatly contorted on across his face, it kind of reminded me of a Van Gogh painting.
“Well how the hells are you Jay?” He asked me as we embraced in a hug.
“I’m great, how are you doing?” I replied as he ushered me inside.
The room was just as ornate as the foyer of the building. The floors, though not marble, looked as though you should take your shoes off at the door. The furniture didn’t look to appealing to sit on, but were surprisingly comfortable. The place was fully equipped with a kitchen, living room, and even had its own patio. At least I knew my money was going to good use.
“They treat me like a king here so I can’t complain. But who cares about that, what brings you all the way down here?”
I reached down into my bag, pulled out the Hardcore Title and handed it over to him, “I wanted to show you this.”
The look on his face was priceless. He grabbed the belt and held it like a mother would hold her newborn baby. He rubbed his hand across the gold plates and smiled. I could tell by watching his face that he was having flashbacks of his days when he used to fight.
“Looks like you showed those sausages who the man was! I’m so proud of you kid.” He placed the belt on his lap, but continued to admire it.
“Yeah, it wasn’t easy though. I give those guys credit; they put up one hell of a fight.”
“At least you have respect for your opponents, which is always good. You don’t want to undermine the opposition because when you start doing that I guarantee you will start losing.”
My grandfather rose from his seat to show me around his “sector”. I happily obliged. We went from room to room, space to space and I got a detailed account of everything, even the exact time when the cleaning crew comes in and scrubs his shower. I don’t think his excitement was because of the cleaning room, but instead seeing me just made him overjoyed.
“You got a nice place here gramps.”
“Thanks to you kid…I really do appreciate it.”
We stepped out onto the patio and took in the hot sun and fresh air. It was good to be back in my homeland. Sure, there are many bad things about Trinidad, but the simplest things such as the sun and some of the views make it valuable.
“So what’s up next for you?” My grandfather asked.
“Believe it or not I actually have another title shot coming up this weekend, for the Continental Championship. It’s a new title they just created so I have the chance to be the first ever champion for it.”
“That’s great news! What do you think about your opponent?”
“Well I actually have three of them. One of them is the guy I won the Hardcore Title off of last week. I know he’s going to be looking for revenge so he will be tough, and then there is a guy that goes by the name of Badass Brian and another by the name of Izzy Inzane. I’ve seen both in action and have to admit they are decent wrestlers. The match will be tough, but I know I can pull out the victory.”
“Whatever happened to just using regular names. There are too many people with these crazy names these days…I just don’t understand.”
“I don’t know either gramps.”
“Well just make sure you take care of those sausages this week and win that title.”
I have heard my grandfather call people sausages all my life, but I still laugh every time I hear him say it. “Tell me gramps, why do you call people sausages?” He never answered me when I was a kid so I figured I would try now.
“Because they are.”
We both laughed at his answer, but that was all he said about it. I guess I would never know, but I actually liked it that way. We spent the next couple of hours hanging out and talking about everything under the sun.
It was good to be back, but now it was time to focus on becoming the Continental Champion.
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Post by Izzy Inzane on May 14, 2011 14:01:56 GMT -5
<>Unstoppable<>
"My mind has been clouded with dark, demented thoughts these past few weeks....The two loses that I've recently suffered have just added fuel to the fire....But this week will not turn out like the last, I will walk out victourious..."
-The camera fades in from black and we see Izzy sanding inside the empty GWA ring, he has his ring gear on. His facial expression is blank. His eyes are blood shot.-
"I have something fueling me that I haven't had in my sights in a while...a Title shot. I've got my chance to win my first major title this week and everyone better believe that I will not let that slip out of my grasp...Not again. I've got three major contenders in my way...
There's Justin Sane...This man has already won a hardcore title. But that won't have any effect on wether or not he will even stand a chance against me in the ring...I beat guys like him when I was wrestling in the Power Plant...And I destroyed everyone I faced in the Power Plant...So Justin Sane is going to be nothing more than a cockaroach in the way of my size fourteen boot to squish on my way to winning the Continental Title...
Then I've got to go toe to toe with the man whose held every title except the World Title,Badass Brian...I know he's held more titles than me and he's got more wins in his career than I do but come tonight none of that matters...None of it...All that will matter is who's going to be the better man, and I can promise you that will be me. I want to take you out second just so I can show everyone that no matter how many titles you've held, or how many wins you've got under your belt, None of that matters when you step in the ring because all of it is in the past....
Now I move onto the best man in this mach besides myself....Jerimiah Sloan, This man is a monster overall. He has everything a wrestler could want, Skill, Talent, Athelticism...You name it he's got it...Now I know it may sound like I'm riding this guys dick or something, but I'm not. I honestly can say that if anyone in the match is going to stand a chance of winning the title over me it will be him..."
-We see Izzy walk over to the ropes and exit the ring, He then walks over to the announce table and looks down at the huge GWA Worldwide logo on the top of it.-
"I'm a proud member of the Worldwide brand...And winning this title will put me atop the roster as one of the elite warriors along side famous stars such as, Alex Mason, Brian Magnum, American Hero, and many more superstars...But to get to the top of this list I will have to put my best foot forward in ym attempt to win the Continetal Title...I'm not as much worried about Justin Sane and Badass Brian as I am Jerimiah Sloan... He's the only real worry I have, and it's because I witnessed what he did last week...and It was incredible...So Jerimiah Sloan, May the best man win, Even though I plan on winning..."
-Izzy cracks a evil grin and raises his head from the top of the GWA announce table.He then walks over to the baracade that keeps the fans away and steps over it. He then takes a seat in the front row and leans back.-
"I can only imagin the thousands of fans here in Tokyo chanting my name as I get the three count...It's going to put the cherry on top of my career...I know that most of you guys are thinking why does he care about winning the Continetal Title so much ? Well it's because I've never had the pleasure of winning a title before and if I could just grasp the title once it would really help excalate my career to wear it needs to be for me to be in the World Title picture...."
-Izzy rises from his seat and hops back over the baracade. He then walks back up to the entrance ramp. All the way to the stage before stopping.-
"I will enter this way as will my four oponets...But I will be the only one to exit this way...Because I'm planning on destroying everyone in the ring...So bad that they won't be able to walk out of the ring....I will aim to end careers, and give mine a jump start to stardum...."
-Izzy has another devilish grin fixate on his face as he turns around to walk backstage. But just as he does the lighting in the arena begins to flicker. Then a red mist begins to form around the entrance walk way. Izzy's grin soon fades as he begins looking around to see what is going on. Out from behind the entrance curtain steps the man who appeared on Worldwide last week. Obelisk. He has the same solid black hooded coat on but this time his face paint is white with red splattered on it. He points at Izzy, He then raises his hand and gives Izzy the cut throat signal.Izzy's face has turned pale with fear. But Obelisk simply turns around and exits through the entrance curtain leaving Izzy frozen with fear.-
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Post by Badass Brian on May 14, 2011 19:51:50 GMT -5
The scene opens up with Badass Brian having just finished up his workout regiment, following what happened to be a dark week in GWA. Not only did he lose the GWA TV Title in a match, the title left Worldwide and went to Thunder. Things went from bad to worse in a matter of seconds. With that now behind him, he has been given the proverbial redemption chance to become the Continental Champion, a title in which he has held before. It would be a great addition to his stats and his ever growing list of accolades if he could be the first man to win the Continental Title since Russell Lee and his staff bringing the title back. In order for him to become Continental Champion, he has to go through Izzy Inzane, Jeremiah Sloan, and Justin Sane. He hears his cell phone go off.
BB: Hello?
Voice: Bro, what happened? You lost the TV title last week and it left the show you were on. Talk about some major distractions.
BB: Yeah, big time. Anyway, that's in the past now, I'm re-focused on my mission to get to the World Title, but I got to win the Continental Title in order to get to the World Title and got three men who will do anything in their power in order to stop me.
Voice: You can do it, bro. Can't no one in the match stop you. You have each of their numbers.
BB: A boost of confidence, always could be used.
Voice: Good luck in your match this week, I got to take care of some business, but I'll be in touch.
BB: Take it easy.
He hangs up the phone. He goes into his locker room and cools off. All of a sudden, he hears a knock on his door...
BB: Who is it?
Voice: Your boy, AB.
BB: Come in.
Andre Bling walks in and the expression on his face tells the story.
AB: Badass Brian, after what had happened last week, you have been put in the Continental Title Match with Izzy Inzane, Jeremiah Sloan, and Justin Sane. Your thoughts?
BB: What happened last week happened for a reason. Management must have thought I deserved better than to defend the TV title every week, always having to be on my toes. I can't be TV Champion forever and then expect to be able to vie for the World Title. I got to roll with the punches, just like everyone else.
AB: Izzy Inzane and Jeremiah Sloan, in not so many words, have written you off and look at you like you're going to be a pushover...
BB: Let me give you a little history lesson on Izzy Inzane...last time I was in the same promotion with him, he had just arrived from the defunct promotion, the GWA Power Plant. I was in a feud with a man called Hells Bouncer for the Continental Title. I was headed out the door and was going to shut the door on my career and never wrestle again. He was just getting started and making his waves in his own right. He and I have never faced off before, so he has no idea what he's walking into come Sunday. Now, am I saying I am the odds-are favorite to win the match? Absolutely not. I still got to show him what this seasoned wrestler is made of and what he can still do.
AB: And for Jeremiah Sloan?
As far as Jeremiah Sloan goes, I've never seen him wrestle, so I have no clue what he is capable of. Although he's the current Hardcore Champion, the Continental Title is a more prestigious title, and he better have his focus right where he needs it...in the ring, on the three other men who will be competing for the same title as he is. If he's not completely focused on the match, he won't last very long in the match.
AB: Justin Sane has yet to be seen this week...
BB Well, I think Justin Sane is scared to be in the match. He hasn't said one word all week, let alone been seen anywhere. I wonder if the man will ever show up tomorrow. If not, then the odds raise from 25% to 33% of me winning the title. It'll be an interesting match to see who emerges the victor in the match.
A few seconds later, the door is kicked in and three people, all in black and wearing ski masks, rush in and lay out both Andre Bling and Badass Brian. BB just happens to have a sound recorder on and one of the men leaves an audio message:
"If you have any kind of smarts, you will stay away from the Continental Match tomorrow. Now this was just a warning, next time it gets bloody."
The camera just continues to record Andre and Badass Brian motionless on the ground as the scene fades to black...
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Post by Badass Brian on May 15, 2011 11:13:56 GMT -5
The scene picks back up several moments after the attack. Badass Brian comes to first and checks on Andre Bling to make sure he isn't dead. He finds that Andre is still breathing but unconscious. Once he fully comes to, he finds tracks on the floor. He immediately hops on the trail and they lead to the parking lot area. Once there, he finds the three men who were wearing the masks without them on. He looks around for a weapon and finds a tire iron next to his feet and grabs it. Looking for revenge, BB shouts...
BB: Hey, punks!
[The three men look towards him.]
BB: If you think you could put me down permanently, you didn't do a very good job of it. Now if you want to finish what ya'll started, come and get me or I'll make sure your Mommas don't live!!
All three men come charging towards BB. The first guy to reach him gets a tire iron to the legs and he immediately falls to the ground. The second guy gets leveled in the head by the same tire iron and blood immediately begins to pour from his face. The third guy decides to take a swing at BB, so BB ducks and kicks him square in the nuts and then nails him in the back of the head with the tire iron. In four movements, he has now leveled the three men who attacked both him and Andre Bling. BB then begins to shout again...
BB: Now, that ought to tell you punks something... stay the hell away from me and you won't get hurt! Next time, I'll be forced to commit three counts of murder and kill all three of you!!
BB walks away and back into the building. He heads back to check again on Andre Bling in his locker room. He finds Andre on the couch when he arrives back.
BB: You OK, AB?
AB: Yeah, wasn't expecting that.
BB: Well, I found the three punks in the parking lot and took care of them. They shouldn't be any bother for a while since I broke one part of their bodies.
AB: Careful, it could lead to retaliation.
BB: I'm not worried. When I said I was re-focused, I meant it. They had no reason to interfere. What I did to these three should tell Izzy, Jeremiah, and Justin what may happen to them, come Worldwide on Sunday. I am out to win the Continental Title and continue on my way to being the GWA World Champion.
All of a sudden, the cell phone rings again..
BB: Hello?
Voice: You OK? I just heard what happened.
BB: Yeah, I got a feeling who set this all up... I got a rude awakening and a message for all three of my opponents come Worldwide. One of them just had to screw it up for all of them. Now they all will pay come Sunday!
Voice: I hope so too, bro. You don't deserve to do that with the status you've obtained.
BB: I'll make sure everyone pays for it.
He hangs up the phone. BB and Andre both gather their belongings and make their way out of the arena and to the parking lot. All that can be seen is two pair of tires screeching and a smoke screen as the scene fades to black...
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