Post by Jace on Oct 14, 2013 0:41:20 GMT -4
Cameras cut to the locker room area or to be more specific the hallway running through it. Talon and Lady Rayne, the Sisters of Suffering, are making their way down the hall with serious expressions on their faces and a distinct lack of Blood and Sentinel at their side. No mind is paid to anyone they pass and their pace is steady until the reach their destination: the locker room of NewGen, one of their opposing teams at One Night in Hell. The sisters shoot each other a look before Talon reaches out and simply opens the door, walking right in. Jace Savage and Brian Hollywood, in the midst of preparing for action later tonight, are immediately on their feet but not out of good manners. It's out of a sense of self-preservation. Rayne smirks at this but Talon is stone-faced, starting off the conversation.
Talon: Easy, boys...we're not here for a fight. Recent events just have us, shall we say, curious?"
She turns to her younger sister who nods, that supreme look on her face all but galvanized.
Lady Rayne: Very curious. Curious as to where exactly your heads are at. Because to us, it looks like they aren't in the upcoming title match at One Night in Hell. Dying Breed and, to an extent ourselves, have you acting a little...scatterbrained.
Hollywood doesn't take kindly to the comments and takes a step forward but Jace holds out an arm, stalling his partner for a moment.
Jace Savage: Why would you care? Why should we listen to either of you knowing that your boy-toys are probably outside the door right now waiting to get even more cheap shots in?
Hollywood nods in agreement, his eyes going to the door and then back to the women. Talon and Rayne glance at each other, the latter laughing to herself quietly while Talon shakes her head.
Talon: Isn't it clear by now? If my Destroyer and his masochistic partner wanted a piece of you two? They wouldn't have a hell of a lot of trouble getting it. Each and every week, win or lose, they've been taking a slice of your hides and those of the champions. But do you know who looks worse out of the two? Yourselves.
Lady Rayne: Despite your back-room deals with the champions, your odds of becoming champions are becoming longer and longer. Whereas you once stood on near-equal footing with The Unforgiven, you're now a distant third. And do you know whose fault that is?
Now Jace is the one who looks ready to step in and silence the pair and it's Hollywood with a hand on his shoulder who stops that.
Lady Rayne: Yours. Yours for listening to the champions' bullshit and buying into their cock-and-bull story about working together to try and put a dent in us.
Brian:You like everyone, only sees what's right in front of you. You have no idea, We aren't trying to put a dent in you. You are doing exactly what we wanted you to do.
Lady Rayne: Through all of this, one thing has been certain beyond all else:
Talon nods meaningfully, taking a step toward NewGen despite their agitation.
Talon: And that is the fact that out of everyone involved in this One Night in Hell Tag Title Match, only we, The Unforgiven, have been honest about our intentions. None of you have been left to question our intentions or wonder where we're coming from. We're out to hurt the Dying Breed, you two...anyone in the way of us becoming tag team champions. We fight dirty and we hit hard but everything about us is honest.
Lady Rayne: It's called conviction and knowing that we are justified in what we're doing, seeing our goal and doing all in our power to obtain it.
Jace: It's those reasons we do what we do. People like you think they can get away with anything they want. Let me tell you something, We are in this fight to win. At One Night In Hell, you will truly see what we are capable of. Black Hand thought the same thing as you do right now. That our head isn't in the game. However you are playing the game we set up. You don't think we knew you would attack us? Your cowards just like everyone else here. You can't stand toe to toe. So, you attack from behind to get a advantage.
Talon shakes her head and nods Rayne toward the door, following after her but pausing to speak over her shoulder at NewGen.
Talon: I suggest you get your heads on straight. Right now, you're meat shields for the champions. They know that either you wear yourselves to nothing trying to take us out to protect them or we grind you into paste in the process. Either way, one pair of opponents is weakened and they have a clearer path to staying champions. We see that because our minds aren't clouded like yours.
Brian: Don't come in here and insult us. We know what we are doing. It just so happens to be you aren't important to our plans. Your just a roadblock, We are going to smash threw you. You have had your shots and you have fallen short. We on the other hand have yet to face The Dying Breed, we got close to them yes, but that's all part of the game plane.
Lady Rayne: Blood and Sentinel WILL be champions after One Night in Hell, whether you keep doing the soon-to-be-former champions' dirty work or find your own convictions and realize that they're using you. The least you could do for yourselves, if for no one else, is cut them loose and fight for yourselves instead of them. Better to leave with respect than nothing at all.
The pair leave...
Jace and Brian smile as the two walk out. Sitting next to them are the shirts The Dying Breed shirts given to them by Bailey.
Jace: What a joke. The Unforgiven just doesn't understand they did exactly hat we wanted them to do. We didn't have to attack TDB, they did it for us. While we were caught in the cross fire. But, no pain, no gain.
Brian: None of them have no idea what's about to happen to them. This shit is a joke. I can't wait to show our hand. When they see a Royal Flush they will know they've been betting on a pair.
(The scene fades as NewGen continues to talk amongst themselves.)
Talon: Easy, boys...we're not here for a fight. Recent events just have us, shall we say, curious?"
She turns to her younger sister who nods, that supreme look on her face all but galvanized.
Lady Rayne: Very curious. Curious as to where exactly your heads are at. Because to us, it looks like they aren't in the upcoming title match at One Night in Hell. Dying Breed and, to an extent ourselves, have you acting a little...scatterbrained.
Hollywood doesn't take kindly to the comments and takes a step forward but Jace holds out an arm, stalling his partner for a moment.
Jace Savage: Why would you care? Why should we listen to either of you knowing that your boy-toys are probably outside the door right now waiting to get even more cheap shots in?
Hollywood nods in agreement, his eyes going to the door and then back to the women. Talon and Rayne glance at each other, the latter laughing to herself quietly while Talon shakes her head.
Talon: Isn't it clear by now? If my Destroyer and his masochistic partner wanted a piece of you two? They wouldn't have a hell of a lot of trouble getting it. Each and every week, win or lose, they've been taking a slice of your hides and those of the champions. But do you know who looks worse out of the two? Yourselves.
Lady Rayne: Despite your back-room deals with the champions, your odds of becoming champions are becoming longer and longer. Whereas you once stood on near-equal footing with The Unforgiven, you're now a distant third. And do you know whose fault that is?
Now Jace is the one who looks ready to step in and silence the pair and it's Hollywood with a hand on his shoulder who stops that.
Lady Rayne: Yours. Yours for listening to the champions' bullshit and buying into their cock-and-bull story about working together to try and put a dent in us.
Brian:You like everyone, only sees what's right in front of you. You have no idea, We aren't trying to put a dent in you. You are doing exactly what we wanted you to do.
Lady Rayne: Through all of this, one thing has been certain beyond all else:
Talon nods meaningfully, taking a step toward NewGen despite their agitation.
Talon: And that is the fact that out of everyone involved in this One Night in Hell Tag Title Match, only we, The Unforgiven, have been honest about our intentions. None of you have been left to question our intentions or wonder where we're coming from. We're out to hurt the Dying Breed, you two...anyone in the way of us becoming tag team champions. We fight dirty and we hit hard but everything about us is honest.
Lady Rayne: It's called conviction and knowing that we are justified in what we're doing, seeing our goal and doing all in our power to obtain it.
Jace: It's those reasons we do what we do. People like you think they can get away with anything they want. Let me tell you something, We are in this fight to win. At One Night In Hell, you will truly see what we are capable of. Black Hand thought the same thing as you do right now. That our head isn't in the game. However you are playing the game we set up. You don't think we knew you would attack us? Your cowards just like everyone else here. You can't stand toe to toe. So, you attack from behind to get a advantage.
Talon shakes her head and nods Rayne toward the door, following after her but pausing to speak over her shoulder at NewGen.
Talon: I suggest you get your heads on straight. Right now, you're meat shields for the champions. They know that either you wear yourselves to nothing trying to take us out to protect them or we grind you into paste in the process. Either way, one pair of opponents is weakened and they have a clearer path to staying champions. We see that because our minds aren't clouded like yours.
Brian: Don't come in here and insult us. We know what we are doing. It just so happens to be you aren't important to our plans. Your just a roadblock, We are going to smash threw you. You have had your shots and you have fallen short. We on the other hand have yet to face The Dying Breed, we got close to them yes, but that's all part of the game plane.
Lady Rayne: Blood and Sentinel WILL be champions after One Night in Hell, whether you keep doing the soon-to-be-former champions' dirty work or find your own convictions and realize that they're using you. The least you could do for yourselves, if for no one else, is cut them loose and fight for yourselves instead of them. Better to leave with respect than nothing at all.
The pair leave...
Jace and Brian smile as the two walk out. Sitting next to them are the shirts The Dying Breed shirts given to them by Bailey.
Jace: What a joke. The Unforgiven just doesn't understand they did exactly hat we wanted them to do. We didn't have to attack TDB, they did it for us. While we were caught in the cross fire. But, no pain, no gain.
Brian: None of them have no idea what's about to happen to them. This shit is a joke. I can't wait to show our hand. When they see a Royal Flush they will know they've been betting on a pair.
(The scene fades as NewGen continues to talk amongst themselves.)
