Post by The Xtremist on Apr 4, 2008 23:50:34 GMT -4
A camera opens to the back of Madison Square Garden. Tony is sitting in the Sex and Violence locker room, sipping on his delicious Jägermeister and moonshine mix. The Xtremist had just beaten Razor Ryan in a number one contender match for the Xtreme Title. The one problem with jis victory was who held the title. The Hardcore Icon, “The Career Killer” Trevor Blackwell, a man Tony knew like the bottom of a bottle. Both had fought for and against on another, the two brothers where even tag champions in Japan. And now, at the first APW event outside of North America, Tony would face his brother for the title he held.
Trevor: So, you won little bro.
Trevor walked into the room, battered and bloddied but standing. His match with Vinnie Hardcore was brutal and sadistic, but ultimately it was Trevor who won to retain his belt.
Tony: Yea, I guess I did. Guess this means I face you in Australia eh mate? And with that title of yours on the line. Streak vs. Streak and title, some heavy shit at stake.
Tony sipped a little bit more on his bottle, then handed to his brother. While in one week the two of them would be out to kill the other, for now they were still brothers, stable mates and comrades. As the bottle changed hands, a familiar pair of faces walked into the room. “That Girl” Diana Steel and Sergeant Kenny “Kaos” Lambardo came in, arms intertwined. Over Diana’s left shoulder was the APW World Heavyweight belt. Kenny had just beaten John Green AND Hurricane Jeff to get and retain his coveted title. The Reign of Kaos had begun.
Kenny: Yo congrats Tony! I heard you won your match. And the same to you Trevor. I am sure Vinnie will be feeling that match for a long time. [/b]
Diana: And I’m sure Green will be feeling the beating and loss you just gave to him for the rest of his sad little career.[/b]
The stable all nodded in agreement. They all knew that Kenny was going to win. But with Green no showing house shows and missing promo’s, the entire world was faced with the fact that the Reign of Kaos would begin at Rasslemania 4.
Tony: Enough with the congratulations. Ill see you all later, I've got something to do.
Tony grabbed his equipment and bottle and walked from the room. The rest of the group looked at him with puzzled looks, not sure of what just happened to their comrade.
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Emry: Tony, where the fuck are we going?
Emry, the Sex and Violence camera man, was sitting in a limo with The Xtremist. The destination was unknown to the video expert of the stable, but Tony damn well knew where he was going.
Tony: We are going to a place where I can vent, where I can look down at the world and think clearly without distraction. And you’re going to tape me buddy. Hope you’re not afraid of heights.
Emry nodded no to his question, then looked to the front off the vehicle. Out of the windshield was the most famous building in New York City. The Empire State Building. Security was guarding the entrance, along with the best men-in-blue out there, the NYPD. The limousine pulled up to the front entrance of the building, and a police sergeant opened the door.
NYPD Sergeant: Mr. Blackwell? We have a route cleared for you. We had to make sure no one tried anything stupid with you coming here. And hey great match at Rasslemania. We were watching at the precinct and just loved it all. [/b]
Tony got out of the limo with Emry following. Both men looked to the top of the structure and mentally whistled. It had been a very long time since either man had seen this building up close. The APW Xtreme number one contender and Emry walked into the building and headed to the elevators. Along the way fans screamed for an autograph from Tony, wanting to get a piece of the hometown hero like his name was Kenny Lambardo. But The Xtremist was focused on his task at hand. The two Sex and Violence members got to their destined elevator and hit the button for the top floor, the observation deck.
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Emry: Tony, I’m already to go.
Tony stared into the New York skyline. The beautiful lights of the grand city shined brightly, showing off the cities tallest buildings and its most famous local spots like Times Square and Madison Square Garden.
Tony: Alright Emry lets get this rolling.
The Xtremist stood in front of the camera, the lights of the city behind him. The feed booted up, showing the words “Sex and Violence in the bottom right corner of the screen.
Tony: Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Tony Blackwell. Earlier tonight I won the right to face my brother for the Xtreme title at the next Overdrive, live in Haymarket Australia. Some will call it Blackwell vs. Blackwell part two. Others will say Brother vs. Brother. Both are correct, yet both are wrong. This upcoming Monday names and family ties will be non-existent. In the ring will be two warring warriors not feuding brothers. One streak will end after the fight, and a champion crowned. Now I have the chance to do something I have never done before. I could win my first singles title of my career. Now, I love my brother very much, he has been there for me when others weren’t. But I will not let the past between the two of us get in the way of gold. Trevor, prepare for the fight of your life. I will rip you apart limb by limb like you were any other man. I will punish you more then Razor Ryan, throw your around harder and faster than Saxton. I know each of your injuries, each piece of your body that still aches from battles of old. And I will attack them with unrelenting aggression. The hatred and resent of all younger brothers around the world will be unleashed upon your body. No longer will I live in your shadow. I will forge my own path through you and any contender. Bring your best game brother, for you will need it.
Tony turned to the city and stared at it. He slid off his “Sons of Carthage” leather trench coat and dropped it to the ground. He pulled a bottle from the crumpled coat and opened it. Taking a sip, he placed the drink to the ground and spoke, not looking to the camera at all.
Tony: I came up here to show you Trevor, and the rest of the world, why I fight. I fight to bring the gold to every man woman and child below. I fight for the little ones who constantly are eclipsed by older brother and sisters. I will give them all a ray of hope for the future, to give each and everyone of them something to look forward to. And that is the day they top the shadow they live in.
The Blackwell dynasty prince turned to the camera and grinned a cocky grin.
Tony: Trev, get ready for the fight of your life. May the Kaotic have mercy on your body when I am through with it.
Emry slowly cut the feed to black, letting Tony’s promo got out on the serious tone.
Trevor: So, you won little bro.
Trevor walked into the room, battered and bloddied but standing. His match with Vinnie Hardcore was brutal and sadistic, but ultimately it was Trevor who won to retain his belt.
Tony: Yea, I guess I did. Guess this means I face you in Australia eh mate? And with that title of yours on the line. Streak vs. Streak and title, some heavy shit at stake.
Tony sipped a little bit more on his bottle, then handed to his brother. While in one week the two of them would be out to kill the other, for now they were still brothers, stable mates and comrades. As the bottle changed hands, a familiar pair of faces walked into the room. “That Girl” Diana Steel and Sergeant Kenny “Kaos” Lambardo came in, arms intertwined. Over Diana’s left shoulder was the APW World Heavyweight belt. Kenny had just beaten John Green AND Hurricane Jeff to get and retain his coveted title. The Reign of Kaos had begun.
Kenny: Yo congrats Tony! I heard you won your match. And the same to you Trevor. I am sure Vinnie will be feeling that match for a long time. [/b]
Diana: And I’m sure Green will be feeling the beating and loss you just gave to him for the rest of his sad little career.[/b]
The stable all nodded in agreement. They all knew that Kenny was going to win. But with Green no showing house shows and missing promo’s, the entire world was faced with the fact that the Reign of Kaos would begin at Rasslemania 4.
Tony: Enough with the congratulations. Ill see you all later, I've got something to do.
Tony grabbed his equipment and bottle and walked from the room. The rest of the group looked at him with puzzled looks, not sure of what just happened to their comrade.
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Emry: Tony, where the fuck are we going?
Emry, the Sex and Violence camera man, was sitting in a limo with The Xtremist. The destination was unknown to the video expert of the stable, but Tony damn well knew where he was going.
Tony: We are going to a place where I can vent, where I can look down at the world and think clearly without distraction. And you’re going to tape me buddy. Hope you’re not afraid of heights.
Emry nodded no to his question, then looked to the front off the vehicle. Out of the windshield was the most famous building in New York City. The Empire State Building. Security was guarding the entrance, along with the best men-in-blue out there, the NYPD. The limousine pulled up to the front entrance of the building, and a police sergeant opened the door.
NYPD Sergeant: Mr. Blackwell? We have a route cleared for you. We had to make sure no one tried anything stupid with you coming here. And hey great match at Rasslemania. We were watching at the precinct and just loved it all. [/b]
Tony got out of the limo with Emry following. Both men looked to the top of the structure and mentally whistled. It had been a very long time since either man had seen this building up close. The APW Xtreme number one contender and Emry walked into the building and headed to the elevators. Along the way fans screamed for an autograph from Tony, wanting to get a piece of the hometown hero like his name was Kenny Lambardo. But The Xtremist was focused on his task at hand. The two Sex and Violence members got to their destined elevator and hit the button for the top floor, the observation deck.
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Emry: Tony, I’m already to go.
Tony stared into the New York skyline. The beautiful lights of the grand city shined brightly, showing off the cities tallest buildings and its most famous local spots like Times Square and Madison Square Garden.
Tony: Alright Emry lets get this rolling.
The Xtremist stood in front of the camera, the lights of the city behind him. The feed booted up, showing the words “Sex and Violence in the bottom right corner of the screen.
Tony: Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Tony Blackwell. Earlier tonight I won the right to face my brother for the Xtreme title at the next Overdrive, live in Haymarket Australia. Some will call it Blackwell vs. Blackwell part two. Others will say Brother vs. Brother. Both are correct, yet both are wrong. This upcoming Monday names and family ties will be non-existent. In the ring will be two warring warriors not feuding brothers. One streak will end after the fight, and a champion crowned. Now I have the chance to do something I have never done before. I could win my first singles title of my career. Now, I love my brother very much, he has been there for me when others weren’t. But I will not let the past between the two of us get in the way of gold. Trevor, prepare for the fight of your life. I will rip you apart limb by limb like you were any other man. I will punish you more then Razor Ryan, throw your around harder and faster than Saxton. I know each of your injuries, each piece of your body that still aches from battles of old. And I will attack them with unrelenting aggression. The hatred and resent of all younger brothers around the world will be unleashed upon your body. No longer will I live in your shadow. I will forge my own path through you and any contender. Bring your best game brother, for you will need it.
Tony turned to the city and stared at it. He slid off his “Sons of Carthage” leather trench coat and dropped it to the ground. He pulled a bottle from the crumpled coat and opened it. Taking a sip, he placed the drink to the ground and spoke, not looking to the camera at all.
Tony: I came up here to show you Trevor, and the rest of the world, why I fight. I fight to bring the gold to every man woman and child below. I fight for the little ones who constantly are eclipsed by older brother and sisters. I will give them all a ray of hope for the future, to give each and everyone of them something to look forward to. And that is the day they top the shadow they live in.
The Blackwell dynasty prince turned to the camera and grinned a cocky grin.
Tony: Trev, get ready for the fight of your life. May the Kaotic have mercy on your body when I am through with it.
Emry slowly cut the feed to black, letting Tony’s promo got out on the serious tone.
