Post by The Paragon of Hardcore on Feb 17, 2008 17:10:27 GMT -4
((OOC: Sorry it took me so long to post this. I was given extra hours at work this week but never let it be said that I no showed a match.))
*The camera comes in on the "Gorilla Position" of the Cumberland County Center in Portland, Maine... site of this week's Overdrive. Its about 17 minutes before the show is scheduled to go on the air and there's a crowd formed at the curtain, waiting for their new entrance music. This crowd is the biggest collection of talent ever seen in APW. This cabal of Extreme Associates consists of "The Ego Crusher" Sgt. Kenny Lambardo... The Sinfully Dangerous Fyre Angel... "The Hardcore Princess" Kristina Blackwell... "The Xtremist" Tony Blackwell... and the man who assembled them, The Excellence of Extreme, The Hardcore Icon, "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell. Off to the side is The Blackwells' personal cameraman, Emrys as he keys up his camera and zooms around the hallway to test it out. Tony and Fyre Angel are catching up on old times as The Xtremist takes another swig from his flask of Jaeger, the sweat collecting on his forehead making the small space reek like a brewery. Kristina limbers up in the background and makes small talk with a nervous Emrys as Trevor turns to Kenny. There is no nervousness in this particular set of ice blue eyes... just apprehension.*
Trevor: You almost blew this debut, Kenny... What did I tell you about mentioning Sex and Violence before we got a chance to do this promo?
*The KaotiK laughs under his breath and cracks his neck. He may have done a promo already and kicked the crap out of a couple of jobbers at a House Show but he’s still feeling rusty as Hell. It’s been way too long. But he still never loses that cocky smile that The Hardcore Icon always wants to just slap off his face.*
Kenny: Take a breath, Big Guy… You were supposed to do this two days ago… How was I supposed to know that you were gonna procrastinate this long…
*The Career Killer decides not to favor that with a response and turns to Sex and Violence’s personal cameraman, Emrys who seems to be capturing all of this for posterity.*
Trevor: You sure they won’t be able to take us off the air? I’m not sure Jeff is going to like us pre-empting Overdrive like this, he may try to cut the feed.
*Emrys smiles… this is the reason that The Blackwells have kept him around for the past few weeks. Emrys does more then carry their bags and follow them around with a camera… His technical skills are almost unparalleled. He’s been a useful little acquisition so far…*
Emrys: I’ve got it covered, Trevor. I stole Sgt. Lambardo’s idea from Kaos Kam. I’m just a little subtler. I pirated the line straight through the back of the Tech Room and paid off one of the crew members with that raise that you gave me. This’ll go off without a hitch. By the time they figure out that we’ve taken over and come up with a way to stop it, we’ll be done and Overdrive will be coming on. We’ll be interrupting the last half of Everybody Loves Raymond but no one’s watched that show in years…
*Sgt. Lambardo laughs in the background and puts on his new leather jacket with pride. It matches the ones worn by Trevor, Tony, and Kristina with it’s upside down Anarchy Symbol and it’s Sons of Carthage logo.*
Kenny: Subtlety never was one of my strong points….
*The Hardcore Princess steps up on tip toes and wraps an arm around his neck from behind*
Kristina: That’s why you fit in so well…
*Just then, Emrys motions towards The Excellence of Extreme as the live feed kicks in and “Bang Your Head (Metal Health)” by Quiet Riot echoes across the arena. Fyre Angel and The Xtremist take their places among their comrades. Tony mumbles kinda drunkenly under his breath as the camera fades out.*
Tony: Showtime…
*The feed returns to show a capacity crowd beginning to pack out The Cumberland County Civic Center… parents finding seats with their over excited children… The shot shoes a man ducking as his kid swings for his head with a rubber Singapore Cane as the arena darkens and Emrys changes the view to show the entrance curtain, “Bang Your Head (Metal Health)” by Quiet Riot pumps through the loudspeakers. The APW Faithful immediately stop what they’re doing, mesmerized by the strobe lights that bathe the arena. The crowd explodes as The Hardcore Icon, “The Career Killer” Trevor Blackwell steps out, Singapore Cane in hand with The Hardcore Princess and The Xtremist flanking him. They takes center stage with The Ego Crusher and The Sinfully Dangerous Fyre Angel take opposite sides of the stage, each posing for a different section of the screaming fans. Kristina steps in front of Trevor and Tony steps behind him almost in height order. The Hardcore Icon and The Hardcore Princess strike Crucifix Poses as The Xtremist whips out his Zippo Lighter and takes a swig of his Blackwell Blend Jeigermeister, spitting a stream of alcohol and turning himself into a Human Flamethrower, the heat fire lashing out over the crowd. Fyre Angel strikes a Crucifix Pose of her own to rabid fans… The KaotiK smirks and looks over his shoulder, the crowd reaching towards him as he Stage Dives, being carried on a wave of humanity towards the ring.
The APW Faithful reach towards them, getting this early treat before Overdrive, Fyre Angel and The Blackwells pounding fists before sliding under the bottom rope into the ring. The Ego Crusher reaches the guardrail, hopping up and balancing on it with both feet and striking an “I Am God” pose as screaming fans reach for his clothes. He hops off in a corkscrew, landing on the ring apron as they all pose for the crowd one more time. The music fades and The Career Killer grabs a mic as the crowd calms long enough for him to speak.*
Trevor: Do we not entertain you?
*They all join The Hardcore Icon center stage as he smiles to the pack of wolves around him.*
Trevor: Isn’t this what you’ve paid your hard earned money to see? Isn’t this why you tune into Overdrive week after week? All the rumors that you’ve heard are true… We are everything that they’re saying we are. We’re everything that’s wrong with television today. Sex and Violence is what sells the merchandise. We’re the reason that Overdrive has been sold out week after week. The Career Killer. The Hardcore Princess. The Xtremist. The Sinfully Dangerous Fyre Angel. The Ego Crusher. We’re the names that boost the ratings.
*Kristina and Kenny takes seats on opposing turnbuckles and smirk at each other while Trevor enjoys his moment in the sun. His little brother, Tony, stands there like a sentinel… Powerful and intimidating and just drunk enough to seriously hurt you with absolutely no remorse if you cross his path. Kalayla stares out over the crowd, her eyes intense and focused.*
Trevor: And we’re here to do what we always do… We give you the matches that you’re talking about with your friends months after and we’re here to ignite an inferno in APW. And later tonight on Overdrive, Marcus “Stylez” Saxton will be the exclamation point on our mission statement. All of this goes back to New Year’s Retribution. I was just having some good natured fun and took you out of the Fatal Four Way Ladder Match and you had to go and fuck up my World Title win. I’ve been trying to get my anger out constructively and take vengeance on you but Jeff must still have Superhero tendencies because he’s been rabidly defending you from me. I wanted a match with you at the first Overdrive but Jeff hid you from me and fed me Sabur instead. And still you had to stick your nose in where it didn’t belong… still you had to attack me from behind like a fucking coward. But The Excellence of Extreme came out shining like the true star that I am. I still made Sabur the first victim of The Full Throttle.*
*And the crowd breaks into a chorus of MOOO!s*
Trevor: And you still continued to attack me… with my own weapon of choice no less… You insult me at every turn and hid from me after Kristina and I destroyed your knee later that night. And still Jeff protected you. He threatened me with suspensions if I hurt you again… so my family tried to finish the job for me. Kenny wanted to end your career that night but still Jeff stepped into your defense…
*The Hardcore Icon starts to pace, his ice blue eyes glazing over as the wolves around him look on.*
Trevor: We are the next big thing in this industry. Sex and Violence is the new attitude and we’re going to change people’s perspectives on what Sports Entertainment should be. Tonight on Overdrive, The Superhero isn’t protecting you anymore, Marcus. You have nowhere to run. Even though I’m sure you cried to Jeff and that’s why he’s banned my crew from ringside. But you sealed your own fate. Now I have a match with you tonight with a stipulation that if I claim MY weapon of choice, I get five minutes alone with you to KILL your career. Tonight will be the end of your journey and the stepping stone for the dominance of Sex and Violence. It will give The Blackwells the momentum to tear the fucking house down at Carnage. Kristina and I will steal the show and give you the match of the year with one of us walking out the new Lord of the Xtreme Division. We will show John Green and the rest of APW what a Champion is supposed to look like.
*The Career Killer leans back on the ropes, surrounded by his family… a true wolf pack.*
Trevor: You will all bear witness to history tonight. The beginning of an era that will be remembered for Sex and Violence changing the landscape of Professional Wrestling forever. Count yourselves lucky…
*The camera comes in on the "Gorilla Position" of the Cumberland County Center in Portland, Maine... site of this week's Overdrive. Its about 17 minutes before the show is scheduled to go on the air and there's a crowd formed at the curtain, waiting for their new entrance music. This crowd is the biggest collection of talent ever seen in APW. This cabal of Extreme Associates consists of "The Ego Crusher" Sgt. Kenny Lambardo... The Sinfully Dangerous Fyre Angel... "The Hardcore Princess" Kristina Blackwell... "The Xtremist" Tony Blackwell... and the man who assembled them, The Excellence of Extreme, The Hardcore Icon, "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell. Off to the side is The Blackwells' personal cameraman, Emrys as he keys up his camera and zooms around the hallway to test it out. Tony and Fyre Angel are catching up on old times as The Xtremist takes another swig from his flask of Jaeger, the sweat collecting on his forehead making the small space reek like a brewery. Kristina limbers up in the background and makes small talk with a nervous Emrys as Trevor turns to Kenny. There is no nervousness in this particular set of ice blue eyes... just apprehension.*
Trevor: You almost blew this debut, Kenny... What did I tell you about mentioning Sex and Violence before we got a chance to do this promo?
*The KaotiK laughs under his breath and cracks his neck. He may have done a promo already and kicked the crap out of a couple of jobbers at a House Show but he’s still feeling rusty as Hell. It’s been way too long. But he still never loses that cocky smile that The Hardcore Icon always wants to just slap off his face.*
Kenny: Take a breath, Big Guy… You were supposed to do this two days ago… How was I supposed to know that you were gonna procrastinate this long…
*The Career Killer decides not to favor that with a response and turns to Sex and Violence’s personal cameraman, Emrys who seems to be capturing all of this for posterity.*
Trevor: You sure they won’t be able to take us off the air? I’m not sure Jeff is going to like us pre-empting Overdrive like this, he may try to cut the feed.
*Emrys smiles… this is the reason that The Blackwells have kept him around for the past few weeks. Emrys does more then carry their bags and follow them around with a camera… His technical skills are almost unparalleled. He’s been a useful little acquisition so far…*
Emrys: I’ve got it covered, Trevor. I stole Sgt. Lambardo’s idea from Kaos Kam. I’m just a little subtler. I pirated the line straight through the back of the Tech Room and paid off one of the crew members with that raise that you gave me. This’ll go off without a hitch. By the time they figure out that we’ve taken over and come up with a way to stop it, we’ll be done and Overdrive will be coming on. We’ll be interrupting the last half of Everybody Loves Raymond but no one’s watched that show in years…
*Sgt. Lambardo laughs in the background and puts on his new leather jacket with pride. It matches the ones worn by Trevor, Tony, and Kristina with it’s upside down Anarchy Symbol and it’s Sons of Carthage logo.*
Kenny: Subtlety never was one of my strong points….
*The Hardcore Princess steps up on tip toes and wraps an arm around his neck from behind*
Kristina: That’s why you fit in so well…
*Just then, Emrys motions towards The Excellence of Extreme as the live feed kicks in and “Bang Your Head (Metal Health)” by Quiet Riot echoes across the arena. Fyre Angel and The Xtremist take their places among their comrades. Tony mumbles kinda drunkenly under his breath as the camera fades out.*
Tony: Showtime…
*The feed returns to show a capacity crowd beginning to pack out The Cumberland County Civic Center… parents finding seats with their over excited children… The shot shoes a man ducking as his kid swings for his head with a rubber Singapore Cane as the arena darkens and Emrys changes the view to show the entrance curtain, “Bang Your Head (Metal Health)” by Quiet Riot pumps through the loudspeakers. The APW Faithful immediately stop what they’re doing, mesmerized by the strobe lights that bathe the arena. The crowd explodes as The Hardcore Icon, “The Career Killer” Trevor Blackwell steps out, Singapore Cane in hand with The Hardcore Princess and The Xtremist flanking him. They takes center stage with The Ego Crusher and The Sinfully Dangerous Fyre Angel take opposite sides of the stage, each posing for a different section of the screaming fans. Kristina steps in front of Trevor and Tony steps behind him almost in height order. The Hardcore Icon and The Hardcore Princess strike Crucifix Poses as The Xtremist whips out his Zippo Lighter and takes a swig of his Blackwell Blend Jeigermeister, spitting a stream of alcohol and turning himself into a Human Flamethrower, the heat fire lashing out over the crowd. Fyre Angel strikes a Crucifix Pose of her own to rabid fans… The KaotiK smirks and looks over his shoulder, the crowd reaching towards him as he Stage Dives, being carried on a wave of humanity towards the ring.
The APW Faithful reach towards them, getting this early treat before Overdrive, Fyre Angel and The Blackwells pounding fists before sliding under the bottom rope into the ring. The Ego Crusher reaches the guardrail, hopping up and balancing on it with both feet and striking an “I Am God” pose as screaming fans reach for his clothes. He hops off in a corkscrew, landing on the ring apron as they all pose for the crowd one more time. The music fades and The Career Killer grabs a mic as the crowd calms long enough for him to speak.*
Trevor: Do we not entertain you?
*They all join The Hardcore Icon center stage as he smiles to the pack of wolves around him.*
Trevor: Isn’t this what you’ve paid your hard earned money to see? Isn’t this why you tune into Overdrive week after week? All the rumors that you’ve heard are true… We are everything that they’re saying we are. We’re everything that’s wrong with television today. Sex and Violence is what sells the merchandise. We’re the reason that Overdrive has been sold out week after week. The Career Killer. The Hardcore Princess. The Xtremist. The Sinfully Dangerous Fyre Angel. The Ego Crusher. We’re the names that boost the ratings.
*Kristina and Kenny takes seats on opposing turnbuckles and smirk at each other while Trevor enjoys his moment in the sun. His little brother, Tony, stands there like a sentinel… Powerful and intimidating and just drunk enough to seriously hurt you with absolutely no remorse if you cross his path. Kalayla stares out over the crowd, her eyes intense and focused.*
Trevor: And we’re here to do what we always do… We give you the matches that you’re talking about with your friends months after and we’re here to ignite an inferno in APW. And later tonight on Overdrive, Marcus “Stylez” Saxton will be the exclamation point on our mission statement. All of this goes back to New Year’s Retribution. I was just having some good natured fun and took you out of the Fatal Four Way Ladder Match and you had to go and fuck up my World Title win. I’ve been trying to get my anger out constructively and take vengeance on you but Jeff must still have Superhero tendencies because he’s been rabidly defending you from me. I wanted a match with you at the first Overdrive but Jeff hid you from me and fed me Sabur instead. And still you had to stick your nose in where it didn’t belong… still you had to attack me from behind like a fucking coward. But The Excellence of Extreme came out shining like the true star that I am. I still made Sabur the first victim of The Full Throttle.*
*And the crowd breaks into a chorus of MOOO!s*
Trevor: And you still continued to attack me… with my own weapon of choice no less… You insult me at every turn and hid from me after Kristina and I destroyed your knee later that night. And still Jeff protected you. He threatened me with suspensions if I hurt you again… so my family tried to finish the job for me. Kenny wanted to end your career that night but still Jeff stepped into your defense…
*The Hardcore Icon starts to pace, his ice blue eyes glazing over as the wolves around him look on.*
Trevor: We are the next big thing in this industry. Sex and Violence is the new attitude and we’re going to change people’s perspectives on what Sports Entertainment should be. Tonight on Overdrive, The Superhero isn’t protecting you anymore, Marcus. You have nowhere to run. Even though I’m sure you cried to Jeff and that’s why he’s banned my crew from ringside. But you sealed your own fate. Now I have a match with you tonight with a stipulation that if I claim MY weapon of choice, I get five minutes alone with you to KILL your career. Tonight will be the end of your journey and the stepping stone for the dominance of Sex and Violence. It will give The Blackwells the momentum to tear the fucking house down at Carnage. Kristina and I will steal the show and give you the match of the year with one of us walking out the new Lord of the Xtreme Division. We will show John Green and the rest of APW what a Champion is supposed to look like.
*The Career Killer leans back on the ropes, surrounded by his family… a true wolf pack.*
Trevor: You will all bear witness to history tonight. The beginning of an era that will be remembered for Sex and Violence changing the landscape of Professional Wrestling forever. Count yourselves lucky…
