Post by The Paragon of Hardcore on Apr 4, 2008 16:25:07 GMT -4
*The pirated video feed of Sex and Violence's Personal Cameraman, Emrys continues its live coverage of this historic event. Sitting on the roof of the Sydney Entertainment Center in Haymarket, Sydney, Australia is one of the largest collections of talent this industry has ever seen. In this one cypher of green goodness are the true reasons why Action Packed Wrestling is where it is today. They are the reasons that APW Shows sell out arena after arena all across the world. They are the reason why the Sydney Entertainment Center will be packed out on Monday night for Overdrive. They are the Undefeated APW Xtreme Heavyweight Champion. They are The Hardcore Icon. They are "The Career Killer" Trevor Blackwell. They are the APW World Heavyweight Champion, "The Ego Crusher" Sgt. Kenny Lambardo. They are the #1 Contender to the APW Xtreme Title, "The Xtremist" Tony Blackwell. They are The Sinfully Dangerous Fyre Angel. They are Hardcore Warriors. They are true family. They are Sex and Violence and it just doesn't get any better then this.*
*The fragrant Game Greenleaf is passed from brother to brother as Trevor looks up at Tony. On Monday night at Overdrive, he will have to defend his treasured championship and his undefeated streak against his equally undefeated younger brother. He is a Blackwell and finally lives up to his name. Indeed, No One Hits Harder.*
*He's still recovering from wounds sustained against that big monkey, Vinnie HaRdCoRe at Rasslemania. He went to Hell and back with that mongoloid sonofabitch and has the battle scars to show for it. The face of Trevor Blackwell is covered in small bandages that protect the still healing stitches that shards of broken glass left all over his face. He was never the prettiest man on the planet but now he almost looked like Frankenstein. More stitches dot a line across his throat from a reopened wound originally given to him by his own little sister, "The Hardcore Princess" Kristina Blackwell when they took each other to Hardcore In Hell a couple of months back. He still shows burns from the C4 Explosives at Rasslemania. But The Hardcore Icon is still standing... with his custom built Xtreme Heavyweight Championship Belt over his shoulder... still undefeated... still The Hardcore God that the APW Faithful shell out money over and over to see.*
*The Career Killer looks up at his other "brother". The APW World Heavyweight Champion. The Ego Crusher. The Most Controversial Man In Professional Wrestling Today. And The Hardcore Icon feels like this is the last time the four of them will sit like this in such solidarity. He almost feels like Christ at The Last Supper. He knows that both of his brothers have the same killer instinct that he does. He knows that both hunger for the spotlight and will do damn near anything to further their careers and build their legacies. But they are his brothers nonetheless and he holds a completely heterosexual love for both men that will be there regardless of what paths their futures lie on. Maybe he just needs some venting time.*
*The Original Excellence of Extreme gets to his feet, his right knee giving an audible popping noise as he leaves his family to finish the blunt and gives each person an almost Extreme Impact-like pound in turn before heading for the door that leads back into the building. His trusty Singapore Cane cocked over the shoulder that isn't covered with Championship Glory. He turns a corner and almost plows through The Next APW Overdrive Champion, "That Girl" Diana Steel and APW Correspondent, Phil. The Career Killer catches his daughter's mother before she hits the floor and rights her on her feet with a sheepish smile*
Diana: I really need to learn to watch where you're going... Where are you headed?
*Trevor Blackwell flashes her a tired smile and glances at Phil, who seems rather aprehensive in the presence of The Hardcore Icon.*
Trevor: I was just going to go blow off some steam in our locker room... Got a lot on my mind...
*She smiles and motions towards Phil. With eyes and a smile like that, you'd never think that this girl was capable of ripping your throat out with absolutely no remorse.*
Diana: Well, you haven't cut a promo yet this week... and you do have a title defense against Tony... I'm done with Phil, you could have him if you like.
*Trevor assaults Phil with a smile laced with genuine amusement. Phil shys back like he's about to eat that Singapore Cane and starts to back down the hallway.*
Phil: Mr. Blackwell doesn't have to do that if he doesn't want to... I'll go interview Razor Ryan and he can go back to his locker room if he wants t...
*The Career Killer stops the man in mid-peddle by wrapping a fist around the lapel of his sports coat, pulling him back as the man whimpers.*
Trevor: That's a great idea, Diana... Phil, you don't still hold a grudge against me for that little spat we had a few months ago...
*Color rushes up Phil's neck to his cheeks as his eyes flash with outrage.*
Phil: Little spat!!! I had to stay in a hospital overnight because of you and your sister! I almost had a restraining order put on your whole family!
*The Undefeated APW Xtreme Heavyweight Champion laughs and dusts off Phil's coat, the interviewer's eyes showing fear as Trevor Blackwell's dreaded Singapore Cane comes dangerously close to his face.*
Trevor: But that's all in the past now, Phil! Water under the bridge... You wouldn't mind doing a little interview for me, wouldja? I even have my own cameraman...
*Phils sputters and regains some control as he pulls away from Trevor.*
Phil: Well, I...
*The ADD Plagued Diana Steel interjects and stands on her tiptoes to give The Hardcore Icon a kiss on the cheek, bouncing impatiently on her heels.*
Diana: Good, well now that you boys have this settled, I'm gonna go back to the locker room and relax. Play nice!
*With those words, "That Girl" Diana Steel saunters down the hallway away from them, her hips naturally swinging as she leaves. Trevor catches Phil staring and gives him a light slap in the face.*
Trevor: Pay attention! I'm the one being interviewed here... Besides, Kenny would whoop your ass for that...
*Phil recoils in shock and horror, about to sprint down the hallway, away from the severely mentally unhinged Xtreme Champion but Trevor catches him by the jacket and puts him back in place*
Trevor: Now stop being a pussy, Phil... I didn't even hit you that hard... I have to defend my valuable APW Xtreme Heavyweight Championship against my own little brother, "The Xtremist" Tony Blackwell this Monday at Overdrive... Once again, President Jeff thinks he's amusing by putting me in a match against my own flesh and blood. Another Hardcore Bloodbath between two Blackwells. Another bout between two Sex and Violence members. If I didn't know any better, I'd say I was starting to think that Jeff has a problem with us running roughshod over his company the way we do...
*Phil stammers a response.*
Phil: W, well I...
*The Career Killer's eyes flash with a rage that immediately shuts Phil up.*
Trevor: You're not being paid to talk here, Phil. You're just supposed to hold that microphone and give me a forum to say what I have to say. Emrys and I will take care of the rest. I'd say that I really don't want to have this Hardcore Rules Match against Tony but that would be a lie. I'm actually looking forward to this. My body is still sore and healing from the Bed of Weapons Match I had this past Sunday but I can't wait to get in the ring with my little brother. Tony Blackwell is finally starting to come into his prime and show that he deserves a Singles Championship. This is the best few months that Tony Blackwell has had in years. The Xtremist truly deserves to be APW Xtreme Heavyweight Champion... but he's not going to win it from me. Simple as that.
*Trevor turns to Emrys's camera, momentarily forgetting that Phil is even there. He doesn't talk to Emrys or The APW Faithful. These words are for "The Xtremist" Tony Blackwell directly.*
Trevor: Tony, it'll be great to stand across the ring from you this Monday at Overdrive. I'd love to see what you've learned and how you've grown. This is truly your chance to show the world that No One Hits Harder Then Tony Blackwell. But what are you going to do against a man that refuses to die? I've been in this business for more years then I'll admit and only a handful of people have ever been able to pin my shoulders to the mat. The Killer Kid. Drake Frost. Alternativ. Hurricane Jeff. Kenny Lambardo. Literally five people have ever handed me a true defeat. And none of them were able to do it at 100%. And I'll be as close to 100% as I ever get this Monday at Overdrive. This may be your time to shine but I'm going to snuff your light out, Tony. I've been put through more things in my career then most people ever experience in their lives and I'm still standing. The Undefeated APW Xtreme Heavyweight Champion because I am the most Hardcore motherfucker on the planet. And as long as I still draw breath, my shoulders will never be pinned to that mat for a three count. Because I refuse to stay down. I love you, Tony. You're my family. One of the few survivors of our bloodline. But you will have to pry this title belt from my cold, dead fingers if you want to be Champion. I hope you bring absolutely everything you have this Monday at Overdrive. It'll be that much sweeter when I eat you alive. Loser pays for the blunt we smoke together afterwards.
*The Career Killer turns to tell Phil that he can go but the man is already gone. Looking down the hallway, all Trevor Blackwell sees are asses and elbows darting around the corner and he laughs, turning to Emrys as the camera fades out on his words.*
Trevor: Some people just don't have the scrotum for this business...
*The fragrant Game Greenleaf is passed from brother to brother as Trevor looks up at Tony. On Monday night at Overdrive, he will have to defend his treasured championship and his undefeated streak against his equally undefeated younger brother. He is a Blackwell and finally lives up to his name. Indeed, No One Hits Harder.*
*He's still recovering from wounds sustained against that big monkey, Vinnie HaRdCoRe at Rasslemania. He went to Hell and back with that mongoloid sonofabitch and has the battle scars to show for it. The face of Trevor Blackwell is covered in small bandages that protect the still healing stitches that shards of broken glass left all over his face. He was never the prettiest man on the planet but now he almost looked like Frankenstein. More stitches dot a line across his throat from a reopened wound originally given to him by his own little sister, "The Hardcore Princess" Kristina Blackwell when they took each other to Hardcore In Hell a couple of months back. He still shows burns from the C4 Explosives at Rasslemania. But The Hardcore Icon is still standing... with his custom built Xtreme Heavyweight Championship Belt over his shoulder... still undefeated... still The Hardcore God that the APW Faithful shell out money over and over to see.*
*The Career Killer looks up at his other "brother". The APW World Heavyweight Champion. The Ego Crusher. The Most Controversial Man In Professional Wrestling Today. And The Hardcore Icon feels like this is the last time the four of them will sit like this in such solidarity. He almost feels like Christ at The Last Supper. He knows that both of his brothers have the same killer instinct that he does. He knows that both hunger for the spotlight and will do damn near anything to further their careers and build their legacies. But they are his brothers nonetheless and he holds a completely heterosexual love for both men that will be there regardless of what paths their futures lie on. Maybe he just needs some venting time.*
*The Original Excellence of Extreme gets to his feet, his right knee giving an audible popping noise as he leaves his family to finish the blunt and gives each person an almost Extreme Impact-like pound in turn before heading for the door that leads back into the building. His trusty Singapore Cane cocked over the shoulder that isn't covered with Championship Glory. He turns a corner and almost plows through The Next APW Overdrive Champion, "That Girl" Diana Steel and APW Correspondent, Phil. The Career Killer catches his daughter's mother before she hits the floor and rights her on her feet with a sheepish smile*
Diana: I really need to learn to watch where you're going... Where are you headed?
*Trevor Blackwell flashes her a tired smile and glances at Phil, who seems rather aprehensive in the presence of The Hardcore Icon.*
Trevor: I was just going to go blow off some steam in our locker room... Got a lot on my mind...
*She smiles and motions towards Phil. With eyes and a smile like that, you'd never think that this girl was capable of ripping your throat out with absolutely no remorse.*
Diana: Well, you haven't cut a promo yet this week... and you do have a title defense against Tony... I'm done with Phil, you could have him if you like.
*Trevor assaults Phil with a smile laced with genuine amusement. Phil shys back like he's about to eat that Singapore Cane and starts to back down the hallway.*
Phil: Mr. Blackwell doesn't have to do that if he doesn't want to... I'll go interview Razor Ryan and he can go back to his locker room if he wants t...
*The Career Killer stops the man in mid-peddle by wrapping a fist around the lapel of his sports coat, pulling him back as the man whimpers.*
Trevor: That's a great idea, Diana... Phil, you don't still hold a grudge against me for that little spat we had a few months ago...
*Color rushes up Phil's neck to his cheeks as his eyes flash with outrage.*
Phil: Little spat!!! I had to stay in a hospital overnight because of you and your sister! I almost had a restraining order put on your whole family!
*The Undefeated APW Xtreme Heavyweight Champion laughs and dusts off Phil's coat, the interviewer's eyes showing fear as Trevor Blackwell's dreaded Singapore Cane comes dangerously close to his face.*
Trevor: But that's all in the past now, Phil! Water under the bridge... You wouldn't mind doing a little interview for me, wouldja? I even have my own cameraman...
*Phils sputters and regains some control as he pulls away from Trevor.*
Phil: Well, I...
*The ADD Plagued Diana Steel interjects and stands on her tiptoes to give The Hardcore Icon a kiss on the cheek, bouncing impatiently on her heels.*
Diana: Good, well now that you boys have this settled, I'm gonna go back to the locker room and relax. Play nice!
*With those words, "That Girl" Diana Steel saunters down the hallway away from them, her hips naturally swinging as she leaves. Trevor catches Phil staring and gives him a light slap in the face.*
Trevor: Pay attention! I'm the one being interviewed here... Besides, Kenny would whoop your ass for that...
*Phil recoils in shock and horror, about to sprint down the hallway, away from the severely mentally unhinged Xtreme Champion but Trevor catches him by the jacket and puts him back in place*
Trevor: Now stop being a pussy, Phil... I didn't even hit you that hard... I have to defend my valuable APW Xtreme Heavyweight Championship against my own little brother, "The Xtremist" Tony Blackwell this Monday at Overdrive... Once again, President Jeff thinks he's amusing by putting me in a match against my own flesh and blood. Another Hardcore Bloodbath between two Blackwells. Another bout between two Sex and Violence members. If I didn't know any better, I'd say I was starting to think that Jeff has a problem with us running roughshod over his company the way we do...
*Phil stammers a response.*
Phil: W, well I...
*The Career Killer's eyes flash with a rage that immediately shuts Phil up.*
Trevor: You're not being paid to talk here, Phil. You're just supposed to hold that microphone and give me a forum to say what I have to say. Emrys and I will take care of the rest. I'd say that I really don't want to have this Hardcore Rules Match against Tony but that would be a lie. I'm actually looking forward to this. My body is still sore and healing from the Bed of Weapons Match I had this past Sunday but I can't wait to get in the ring with my little brother. Tony Blackwell is finally starting to come into his prime and show that he deserves a Singles Championship. This is the best few months that Tony Blackwell has had in years. The Xtremist truly deserves to be APW Xtreme Heavyweight Champion... but he's not going to win it from me. Simple as that.
*Trevor turns to Emrys's camera, momentarily forgetting that Phil is even there. He doesn't talk to Emrys or The APW Faithful. These words are for "The Xtremist" Tony Blackwell directly.*
Trevor: Tony, it'll be great to stand across the ring from you this Monday at Overdrive. I'd love to see what you've learned and how you've grown. This is truly your chance to show the world that No One Hits Harder Then Tony Blackwell. But what are you going to do against a man that refuses to die? I've been in this business for more years then I'll admit and only a handful of people have ever been able to pin my shoulders to the mat. The Killer Kid. Drake Frost. Alternativ. Hurricane Jeff. Kenny Lambardo. Literally five people have ever handed me a true defeat. And none of them were able to do it at 100%. And I'll be as close to 100% as I ever get this Monday at Overdrive. This may be your time to shine but I'm going to snuff your light out, Tony. I've been put through more things in my career then most people ever experience in their lives and I'm still standing. The Undefeated APW Xtreme Heavyweight Champion because I am the most Hardcore motherfucker on the planet. And as long as I still draw breath, my shoulders will never be pinned to that mat for a three count. Because I refuse to stay down. I love you, Tony. You're my family. One of the few survivors of our bloodline. But you will have to pry this title belt from my cold, dead fingers if you want to be Champion. I hope you bring absolutely everything you have this Monday at Overdrive. It'll be that much sweeter when I eat you alive. Loser pays for the blunt we smoke together afterwards.
*The Career Killer turns to tell Phil that he can go but the man is already gone. Looking down the hallway, all Trevor Blackwell sees are asses and elbows darting around the corner and he laughs, turning to Emrys as the camera fades out on his words.*
Trevor: Some people just don't have the scrotum for this business...
