Post by The Xtremist on Mar 16, 2008 1:15:55 GMT -4
A camera opens to the Sex and Violence locker room. Overdrive had just ended and the group, the family, was gathering relaxing before the house show, smoking and toking to wind down and bull shit. The camera shows Kenny, Tony and Trevor sitting down on benches, passing a sweet blunt around and laughing.
[glow=blue,2,300]Kaos: Tony, you going to be ready for Overdrive? Your match with Lively was a little harsh.[/glow]
The High Flying Messiah Sergeant Kenny Lambardo spoke in a mocking voice, but some concern could be deciphered if one knew the Kaotic as well as Tony did. Both men had bled for each other and against. They knew how the other thought (Although Tony is easy to figure out due to his slight drinking problem)
[glow=green,2,301] Tony: Ill be fine. It’s not like he did too much damage. He got a few nice shots in but thanks to his lack of focus and his mom’s big old fun bags.[/glow]
Tony took a sip from his bottle. The Jager-Moonshine mix burned The Xtremist’s throat yet soothed his fractured mind and tortured soul. Kenny looked on in amusement, knowing that in a few hours the man in front of him would be passed out drunkenly on the flight to Connecticut.
[glow=red,2,302] Trevor: Don’t worry about Tony here. He’s a little more durable then in the past. After our matches in Japan, everything here seems to hurt just a little less. Or our nerves are severed I don’t know. [/glow]
The Hardcore Icon Trevor Blackwell. Not much could be said about the legend of extreme. He was brutal, sadistic and cared for gold and glory. Well, also family. In his mind no one could fuck with his family unless their name was Blackwell. Or Lambardo
[glow=green,2,301] Tony: Any way, we have a match together at Overdrive. Let’s see…our opponents are John Green, Vinnie Hardcore and Razor Ryan.[/glow]
The Kaotic cracked his knuckles and struck a slow I am god pose when John’s named passed the scared lips of The Xtremist. At Rasslemania 4 Kenny would tackle Green for the title. It would be a colossal bout, one that would be spoken about for years to come.
[glow=blue,2,300] Kaos: Don’t worry about Green. His ass is as good as mine. He won’t beat us with anyone in his corner, and he will never come up to par one on one with me in the ring. The title is mine; it’s just a matter of days. [/glow]
The camera focused on the reactions of Trevor and Tony. Both men nodded and grinned in agreement. John would barely walk out of the tag match with his two man backup team. And on March 28th, the current APW champ would fall and die, letting a Kaotic champ to rise from the smoldering ashes.
[glow=green,2,301] Tony: Ok Kaos, you’ll make sure John is no problem. Glad to hear that cause I didn’t want to waste time or energy on him. No my target is….[/glow]
Emry’s voice could be heard of camera. Within seconds of his voice came a quick switch of the feed to the camera in the room. Instead of the words “APW”, only [glow=green,2,301] Kaos Kam [/glow] appeared, signaling the start of everyone’s favorite hostile takeover.
[glow=green,2,301] Tony: Ill finish out in the ring. It’s time to show those pussies how real men talk the talk and walk the walk.[/glow]
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The lights dim in the arena as “Wait and Bleed” by Slipknot blares over the speakers. 3 men appear at the top of the ramp, the bigger 2 of the three flanking the man in the middle. The lights slowly come on and sparks shower the three warriors. The two on the sides, Tony and Trevor, are in their signature crucifix poses, not flinching an inch when sparks hit them. In the middle is one Sergeant Kenny Lambardo, striking his trademark I am god pose, holding a cocky smile the entire time. Emry held the camera proudly, zooming in on the expressions of the men before him. Women screamed and men hollered. The three drop their poses and march to the ring. No fan hand slapping, no fancy shit. Just 3 soldiers spreading a message. Kenny slides into the ring first, having a mic slid to him by the ring announcer. Emry got into the ring as well and set up the camera to the middle, making sure he would miss nothing they all said.
[glow=blue,2,300] Kaos: Ladies and Gentleman! Boys and Girls! Children of all ages! Sex and Violence. Proudly bring to you. Everything that is wrong with television today! Live on APW KAOS KAM! Brought to you by MONSTER ENERGY. Unleash the Beast! [/glow]
The crowd roars in respect, loyalty, and admiration of their gods. The pantheon of sports entertainment stood before them, all in one place and about to face an enemy as one tactical unit.
[glow=red,2,302] Trevor: We are here tonight to take that after show boredom away. We know you don’t want to see jobbers face off. [/glow]
The crowd cheers.
[glow=green,2,301] Tony: And I can pretty much say none of you want to see a team made of rejected animatronic baby sperm come up here and show of their little dicks…[/glow]
Some fans moo, others shake their head in confusion. But many just laugh as their Power bomb Prince starts to think he is funny.
[glow=blue,2,300] Kaos: And being the god I am, I have answered your prayers and brought before your champions, your knights in bloody leather armor. We have come out here tonight to send a message to our opponents, our challengers. [/glow]
[glow=green,2,301] Tony: No Kaos, WE are not putting out a message, just me. I have some things to say and if I let you both speak your own minds I will not get my full message out. So ladies and gentlemen take your seats and get ready to hear the words from your Hardcore Royalty Tony Blackwell. [/glow]
Tony fans cheered. They loved when their Prince spoke about his battles, his bouts of glory. Each word filled them with anticipation of the next rumble, the next time their champion would take to the ring.
[glow=green,2,301] Tony: Now this upcoming Overdrive the men of Sex and Violence will take to the ring as one synchronized team. We will stand united against the force of our APW Champion John Green, the number one contender for my brothers title Vinnie Hardcore and my Rasslemania opponent Razor Ryan. Each one of our opponents is looking for a win in the tag match. They want to soften us up, make us weaker and less potent for Rasslemania. What are they, fucking new? The three of us have gone though hell and back, bringing Satan’s fucking head and balls on a silver platter back home to hang up. It will take more then a lucky champ, a “veteran” leader of a copyright infringement stable and a hardcore wannabe to take us done. No one can stop us. At Overdrive, win or lose, Sex and Violence will walk away from the ring and into Rasslemania. But our sorry enemies, our silly little children opponents, will be crawling away like new born kids. Barely able to do anything but breathe and cry. And with the amount of sheer force I will bring unto their frail bodies, breathing will be hard enough. [/glow]
Kenny cocked a grin at Tony, with Trevor doing the same. It was rare for the younger Blackwell to be serious for a match. But with so much more then just a win or a loss on the line, even jokesters must step up.
[glow=blue,2,300] Kaos: Tony, I hate to interrupt. No wait that’s a lie. Anyway, I think you got to let me get this off my chest. We will destroy them on Monday, but it wont end their. At Rasslemania 4, the biggest event in APW, yours truly will be taking on the APW word champion for his title. And I will walk out a rebirthed god. John you stand no fucking chance against me. All of your wins were flukes. You barely stood against Trevor, and you think you can take on a Kaotic god? Keep thinking that, let me be the one to crush that ego and take your precious title away. I look better with it anyways. [/glow]
The crowd started to chant “ KAOS KAOS KAOS KAOS”, stomping twice after every chant. The fans I attendance were loving the men in the ring. Their bravado, the arrogance, their skill.
[glow=red,2,302] Trevor: Ok ok ok we get it bro. Your going to kick Green’s ass in the tag team bout, then do it all over again at the PPV. But I also have a goal. To make sure that hardcore chump Vinnie doesn’t make it to our match for my title. After I Full Throttle your ass into the ring, I will make sure to stomp out each pint of blood in your body, to make sure each and every bone splinters and ligament tear. You will pray for mercy and only get pain. You reach for a god’s love and will get only a devil scorn. Pray Vinnie, it is the only way you’ll survive. [/glow]
The arena exploded from Trevor’s words. Very to the point, no nonsense and showing no sign of fear.
[glow=green,2,301] Tony: Razor Ryan. We face you and your teammates on Overdrive. You wish to start a revolution their, a preview road to glory. But you will meet only defeat, a taste of melted rubber from my boots. I have walked through fire and brimstone to be standing here today, to get a shot at gold. I will not fail here and now. Monday, your ass is mine, as well as the rest of your rag tag team. At Rasslemania, I will become the number one contender for my brothers Extreme Title. After that I will not begin to speculate. I will focus on your destruction at the show and PPV. And after I’m done with you and done winning a title, Ill make sure to finish off your little revolution, your attempt at glory through battle. [/glow]
The arena was at its feet. Sex and Violence had sparked a fire into this crowd. Each and every fan, be they haters or lovers of the three, were ready for Overdrive. The tag match would be a hellacious bout, one remembered as one of the best. And every fan knew that Rasslemania would no doubt be the greatest event in the history of wrestling.
[glow=green,2,301] Tony: One last thing…. [/glow]
Tony pulled two bottles and a monster from his jacket. He opened the three drinks and passed them to Trevor and Kaos. The alcohol went to Trevor, the monster to of course the spokesman for the drink. Tony held his glass up in a toast style, letting the others raise theirs as well. The three slapped their drinks together and chugged. The bottles and cans were thrown into the ring to the fans as each man struck their poses in the ring. The feed slowly cuts, with the crowd chanting.
[glow=orange,2,204] : SEX AND VIOLENCE, SEX AND VIOLENCE! [/glow]
[glow=blue,2,300]Kaos: Tony, you going to be ready for Overdrive? Your match with Lively was a little harsh.[/glow]
The High Flying Messiah Sergeant Kenny Lambardo spoke in a mocking voice, but some concern could be deciphered if one knew the Kaotic as well as Tony did. Both men had bled for each other and against. They knew how the other thought (Although Tony is easy to figure out due to his slight drinking problem)
[glow=green,2,301] Tony: Ill be fine. It’s not like he did too much damage. He got a few nice shots in but thanks to his lack of focus and his mom’s big old fun bags.[/glow]
Tony took a sip from his bottle. The Jager-Moonshine mix burned The Xtremist’s throat yet soothed his fractured mind and tortured soul. Kenny looked on in amusement, knowing that in a few hours the man in front of him would be passed out drunkenly on the flight to Connecticut.
[glow=red,2,302] Trevor: Don’t worry about Tony here. He’s a little more durable then in the past. After our matches in Japan, everything here seems to hurt just a little less. Or our nerves are severed I don’t know. [/glow]
The Hardcore Icon Trevor Blackwell. Not much could be said about the legend of extreme. He was brutal, sadistic and cared for gold and glory. Well, also family. In his mind no one could fuck with his family unless their name was Blackwell. Or Lambardo
[glow=green,2,301] Tony: Any way, we have a match together at Overdrive. Let’s see…our opponents are John Green, Vinnie Hardcore and Razor Ryan.[/glow]
The Kaotic cracked his knuckles and struck a slow I am god pose when John’s named passed the scared lips of The Xtremist. At Rasslemania 4 Kenny would tackle Green for the title. It would be a colossal bout, one that would be spoken about for years to come.
[glow=blue,2,300] Kaos: Don’t worry about Green. His ass is as good as mine. He won’t beat us with anyone in his corner, and he will never come up to par one on one with me in the ring. The title is mine; it’s just a matter of days. [/glow]
The camera focused on the reactions of Trevor and Tony. Both men nodded and grinned in agreement. John would barely walk out of the tag match with his two man backup team. And on March 28th, the current APW champ would fall and die, letting a Kaotic champ to rise from the smoldering ashes.
[glow=green,2,301] Tony: Ok Kaos, you’ll make sure John is no problem. Glad to hear that cause I didn’t want to waste time or energy on him. No my target is….[/glow]
Emry’s voice could be heard of camera. Within seconds of his voice came a quick switch of the feed to the camera in the room. Instead of the words “APW”, only [glow=green,2,301] Kaos Kam [/glow] appeared, signaling the start of everyone’s favorite hostile takeover.
[glow=green,2,301] Tony: Ill finish out in the ring. It’s time to show those pussies how real men talk the talk and walk the walk.[/glow]
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The lights dim in the arena as “Wait and Bleed” by Slipknot blares over the speakers. 3 men appear at the top of the ramp, the bigger 2 of the three flanking the man in the middle. The lights slowly come on and sparks shower the three warriors. The two on the sides, Tony and Trevor, are in their signature crucifix poses, not flinching an inch when sparks hit them. In the middle is one Sergeant Kenny Lambardo, striking his trademark I am god pose, holding a cocky smile the entire time. Emry held the camera proudly, zooming in on the expressions of the men before him. Women screamed and men hollered. The three drop their poses and march to the ring. No fan hand slapping, no fancy shit. Just 3 soldiers spreading a message. Kenny slides into the ring first, having a mic slid to him by the ring announcer. Emry got into the ring as well and set up the camera to the middle, making sure he would miss nothing they all said.
[glow=blue,2,300] Kaos: Ladies and Gentleman! Boys and Girls! Children of all ages! Sex and Violence. Proudly bring to you. Everything that is wrong with television today! Live on APW KAOS KAM! Brought to you by MONSTER ENERGY. Unleash the Beast! [/glow]
The crowd roars in respect, loyalty, and admiration of their gods. The pantheon of sports entertainment stood before them, all in one place and about to face an enemy as one tactical unit.
[glow=red,2,302] Trevor: We are here tonight to take that after show boredom away. We know you don’t want to see jobbers face off. [/glow]
The crowd cheers.
[glow=green,2,301] Tony: And I can pretty much say none of you want to see a team made of rejected animatronic baby sperm come up here and show of their little dicks…[/glow]
Some fans moo, others shake their head in confusion. But many just laugh as their Power bomb Prince starts to think he is funny.
[glow=blue,2,300] Kaos: And being the god I am, I have answered your prayers and brought before your champions, your knights in bloody leather armor. We have come out here tonight to send a message to our opponents, our challengers. [/glow]
[glow=green,2,301] Tony: No Kaos, WE are not putting out a message, just me. I have some things to say and if I let you both speak your own minds I will not get my full message out. So ladies and gentlemen take your seats and get ready to hear the words from your Hardcore Royalty Tony Blackwell. [/glow]
Tony fans cheered. They loved when their Prince spoke about his battles, his bouts of glory. Each word filled them with anticipation of the next rumble, the next time their champion would take to the ring.
[glow=green,2,301] Tony: Now this upcoming Overdrive the men of Sex and Violence will take to the ring as one synchronized team. We will stand united against the force of our APW Champion John Green, the number one contender for my brothers title Vinnie Hardcore and my Rasslemania opponent Razor Ryan. Each one of our opponents is looking for a win in the tag match. They want to soften us up, make us weaker and less potent for Rasslemania. What are they, fucking new? The three of us have gone though hell and back, bringing Satan’s fucking head and balls on a silver platter back home to hang up. It will take more then a lucky champ, a “veteran” leader of a copyright infringement stable and a hardcore wannabe to take us done. No one can stop us. At Overdrive, win or lose, Sex and Violence will walk away from the ring and into Rasslemania. But our sorry enemies, our silly little children opponents, will be crawling away like new born kids. Barely able to do anything but breathe and cry. And with the amount of sheer force I will bring unto their frail bodies, breathing will be hard enough. [/glow]
Kenny cocked a grin at Tony, with Trevor doing the same. It was rare for the younger Blackwell to be serious for a match. But with so much more then just a win or a loss on the line, even jokesters must step up.
[glow=blue,2,300] Kaos: Tony, I hate to interrupt. No wait that’s a lie. Anyway, I think you got to let me get this off my chest. We will destroy them on Monday, but it wont end their. At Rasslemania 4, the biggest event in APW, yours truly will be taking on the APW word champion for his title. And I will walk out a rebirthed god. John you stand no fucking chance against me. All of your wins were flukes. You barely stood against Trevor, and you think you can take on a Kaotic god? Keep thinking that, let me be the one to crush that ego and take your precious title away. I look better with it anyways. [/glow]
The crowd started to chant “ KAOS KAOS KAOS KAOS”, stomping twice after every chant. The fans I attendance were loving the men in the ring. Their bravado, the arrogance, their skill.
[glow=red,2,302] Trevor: Ok ok ok we get it bro. Your going to kick Green’s ass in the tag team bout, then do it all over again at the PPV. But I also have a goal. To make sure that hardcore chump Vinnie doesn’t make it to our match for my title. After I Full Throttle your ass into the ring, I will make sure to stomp out each pint of blood in your body, to make sure each and every bone splinters and ligament tear. You will pray for mercy and only get pain. You reach for a god’s love and will get only a devil scorn. Pray Vinnie, it is the only way you’ll survive. [/glow]
The arena exploded from Trevor’s words. Very to the point, no nonsense and showing no sign of fear.
[glow=green,2,301] Tony: Razor Ryan. We face you and your teammates on Overdrive. You wish to start a revolution their, a preview road to glory. But you will meet only defeat, a taste of melted rubber from my boots. I have walked through fire and brimstone to be standing here today, to get a shot at gold. I will not fail here and now. Monday, your ass is mine, as well as the rest of your rag tag team. At Rasslemania, I will become the number one contender for my brothers Extreme Title. After that I will not begin to speculate. I will focus on your destruction at the show and PPV. And after I’m done with you and done winning a title, Ill make sure to finish off your little revolution, your attempt at glory through battle. [/glow]
The arena was at its feet. Sex and Violence had sparked a fire into this crowd. Each and every fan, be they haters or lovers of the three, were ready for Overdrive. The tag match would be a hellacious bout, one remembered as one of the best. And every fan knew that Rasslemania would no doubt be the greatest event in the history of wrestling.
[glow=green,2,301] Tony: One last thing…. [/glow]
Tony pulled two bottles and a monster from his jacket. He opened the three drinks and passed them to Trevor and Kaos. The alcohol went to Trevor, the monster to of course the spokesman for the drink. Tony held his glass up in a toast style, letting the others raise theirs as well. The three slapped their drinks together and chugged. The bottles and cans were thrown into the ring to the fans as each man struck their poses in the ring. The feed slowly cuts, with the crowd chanting.
[glow=orange,2,204] : SEX AND VIOLENCE, SEX AND VIOLENCE! [/glow]
