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| Lucas Peek & CCM vs Christina Hilton & Matt Stone | |
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| RickyRhodes | Jun 21 2016, 07:48 AM Post #1 |
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| The Dreamer | Jun 21 2016, 01:38 PM Post #2 |
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Off Cam The PPV had just ended and Crystal was still in pain from her vicious beatdown at the hands of Fiona O’Dalaigh and her former best friend Jennifer Williams. Crystal didn’t expect her first day as an active competitor on the roster would start in the way that it did but she had no one to blame but her… Well at least that’s how she “should” be thinking but Mrs. Millar has a habit of taking things to the extreme and tonight was no different. There was something she had to get off of her chest and she had aimed to do so. She couldn’t wait any longer. After being involved in a separation from Jonathan. Her own child disowning her as a mother. Crystal had nothing to lose, and hell hath no fury like a Hilton who is pissed off. She ached in pain as she waited by Matt Stone’s locker room. Waiting patiently for Matt Stone to exit it. She had a good wait in store as Stone was at least another ten minutes in his locker room, no doubt showering from the match he had just had. When the door finally opened, Matt walked proudly out of the room, not even taking notice of his surroundings at first, just lost in his own little world. Crystal couldn’t help but storm her way towards the man as she grabbed him by the neck and shoved him against the wall. She looked up into his eyes as she seem disgusted by him. “You really have some nerve don’t you? Everything is all of your fault, and if you didn’t hear by now. I signed a contract just to build my way up into facing you…” Crystal growls as she keeps a firm grip on him. “Have anything to say for ruining my life?!” Matt went from surprised to amused in the span of a few seconds, looking down at Crystal. “Ruining your life? All I did was turn you down, you did the rest. Shame about your marriage though, I sympathize, really. At least you have experience in divorce, right?” Crystal pushes him harder against the wall as she couldn’t stop yelling at him. “Shut up! This is all of your fault! You think this is a joke?! You could have killed me… You ruined my life and I was foolish for even falling for a jerk like you. All I want is my husband to talk to me… Between him and Brittany wanting nothing to do with me. You are the one to blame. I should have done something when you decided to bully her but I didn’t because I let my feelings for you get in the way of that…” The Latina just sighs as she let’s go of him before she backs away. “On top of that you send your whore to beat me down… Really classy of you Matt, but you don’t have to ever worry about me jumping you because I plan to save it for the ring where it counts. I will beat you where it matters, and that’s inside the ring. Where all of the fans can see it happen” Matt straightens his shirt out, flattening it down against his body, this was an expensive shirt after all. “While my heart breaks for you every time something doesn’t go your way, I assure you that I had nothing to do with your attack. Why would I send anyone after you when you’re not a threat to me? You’ll never be a threat to me. Fiona does as Fiona wants, we both saw what happened the last time I told her not to do something.” His eyes narrow, remembering the last time he was in the hotel room. “Well it doesn’t matter because I am a woman with nothing to lose… Why is it that my life is one sick joke to you?! If you want to make fun of me fine… If you want to rag on me for my Madden skills ok, but destroying my daughter. Ruining a marriage, and most of all almost KILLING me… What kind of sick fuck are you?! That’s where I have to draw the line and I thought even you had your limits but I guess I was wrong...And I won't stop until I prove to you that I am better than you Matt… I will shut you up. I don’t have anything else to lose at this point.” “Nothing to lose.” Matt repeats as if the phrase was the best thing he’d heard. “Tell me, in your little interview earlier did you not say you had plenty of money, you already have insurance, those sound like things you can lose. Your career might be another thing worth thinking about as one of those things you could lose, because if you do somehow manage to get to me through these proper channels, what makes you think I won’t go passed these limits you speak of to make sure you never bother me again?” “Because you haven’t seen crazy. Until you have seen Crazy Crystal Millar. I will channel every single bit of my husband’s old gimmick. I will CCT you through whatever. Hit you with a shooting star press and show my husband I can be trusted to take out the trash. That trash being you… What makes YOU think that you have what it takes to beat a hall of famer? To beat someone who is hell bent on beating you down. This isn’t about a title or positioning as much as it’s about beating the senseless shit out of you. It’s all personal… Money will be there; My career out of the ring has guaranteed that. Putting my body on the line is what I do. It might be crazy but it’s worth it.. To me… Especially if I can win my Jonathan back over…” He smirks, hearing that. “Win Jonathan over? What makes you think he’s still interested in you? Your own flesh and blood has turned its back on you, you’re a shell of what you were Crystal, when will that sink in? I don’t have to beat a Hall of Famer, you’ve already all but beaten yourself already. And to think, all of this could have been avoided if you were just a touch nicer to me, but just like everything else, manners have left you.” Crystal couldn’t help but let the tears stream down her face as she shakes her head furiously at Matt. “No that isn’t true at all… He does want me back. Deep down inside of him. Is a man that loves me.. Who wants me more than anything… Just watch… He will come to me… He has too…” Crystal shakes her head as she let’s some tears stream down her cheek. Matt just shakes his head, watching her cry. “Really? I don’t know what’s more pathetic, the fact that you believe that, or that fact that I actually thought you were attractive. Sheesh woman, you storm up to me acting like a badass and within minutes you’re sobbing in a corner. You think this is intimidating? How sad.” The pink haired beauty sighs before she pushes Matt as hard as she could. “Just shut up you stupid jerk… SHUT UP!!!” Crystal couldn’t contain herself as her emotions started to get the best of her and she unleashed a slapping onslaught on Matt. The Canadian Sensation puts his arms up to block the oncoming attacks, all the while with a grin on his face, muttering back to her “Shut me up! Shut me up!” The crazy woman stops as she continues to cry some more as she backs away just pressing her back against the wall as she slumps all the way down to the ground. “You really are something else you know that… Just leave me be…” She sighs as looks up at the man. “Leave you be?” He asks, almost laughing at the request. He walks up to her, kneeling down in front of her so he can look her in the eyes. “You came to me and in a matter of moments, you’re sitting on the floor sobbing. Remember this feeling Crystal, this is what it’s like when you get in my face, you understand?” Crystal could only nod her head in agreement. “Just go..” As Crystal’s emotions turn for the worst. Realizing it was the wrong moment to step to Matt. “I hate you… I hate you to no fucking end…” She said with disgust as she turns her nose back at him as the tears keep falling. “And there it is, the thing this all revolves around. You hate me. You’ll forgive me for not being too wounded by that, one week you love me, one week you hate me, that’s your problem Crystal, you’re too emotional. You want to be great like me? Stop being emotional. It’s pretty simple, really. Stops you from seeping that clear, non-alcoholic liquid out of your eyes, too.” She dusts herself off as she wipes the tears from her eyes. “You need to learn compassion. If you did you might find yourself happy for once… Deep down you hate what I got Matt. You loathe me because of what I am and for what I have. The husband. The daughter. The successful career there’s a reason why you keep finding yourself broken and without someone in your life and it won’t be long until it happens again. So go on… Troll me for having feelings but in the same token you wish you could be in my shoes…because at least I have someone to cry over…” Matt just shakes his head, finding her argument to be absurd. “That's the best part, though.” He adds with a smile, turning his back to the same wall and sitting beside her. “You don't have someone to cry over anymore, he left, she left, you're all alone and that's where you belong.” In one last act of desperation Crystal jumps forward right onto Matt. She forces him onto his back as she is sitting down on his chest. She keeps on sniffling as it eventually starts to get to her nose. “You deserve every single bit of what’s coming…” Matt grunts as he’s taken down by Crystal, feeling all of her weight on his chest, no doubt wrinkling his new shirt. He tries struggling out from under her, but it isn’t working. “What the hell are you...wait..what’s coming?” He asks, sounding worried for the first time. “You know what’s coming! You think this is all funny…” She sniffles hard. “You think this is entertainment to you?” Sniffles again. “My life a trainwreck for the whole world to see?! FUCK YOU MATT STONE! FUCK YOU!” She takes in as much air as she can with her nose as she cocks her head back. “Ah...AH…” Matt had to think fast or get wrecked by Crystal, but there wasn’t a whole lot he could do in this situation. His best bet was to reason with her, but reasoning with a crazy person was never an easy endeavour. “Whoa, Crystal...don’t and I’ll back off, I promise!” “And why should I listen to you?! Give me one reason why I should listen to anything you have to say… After all I’m the crazy woman here… I’M THE WOMAN WHO WANTS HER MAN BACK!” She growls scooting her butt firmly against him as she leans forward making sure he’s going to get all of what’s coming. “Because!” He says quickly, thinking himself as he tried to find a reason why she should listen to him. “I can talk to him...yeah, I can talk to Jonathan, tell him it’s all a big misunderstanding, he’ll listen to me, I swear!” Matt was getting desperate for sure, just hoping that she would listen to reason. “Really?” Crystal’s eyes open wide up. “You’ll actually talk to him?!” But before she could say anything else. She can’t control her own sneeze as she sneezes right onto… An umbrella as Fiona has flipped it open inches away from her boyfriend’s face. Crystal seems shocked and it isn’t long before Fiona tosses the umbrella to the side and she spears Crystal right off of Matt. “Get your damn hands off of my Matt… Just because your man doesn’t want you anymore doesn’t mean you have to take someone else’s!” The two begin to roll around the floor as a catfight occurs. Crystal and Fiona grab each other’s hair as they begin to fight with one another. Matt, after breathing a sigh of relief, gets to his feet, dusting himself off and trying to get Crystal’s large ass print off his shirt, watching the two women rolling around on the ground. He grabs the discarded the umbrella and walks over to the pair of them, jabbing the umbrella into Crystal’s ribs when he gets a chance. The Latina let’s up on her grip as she covers her chest in pain giving Fiona to mount herself on top of Crystal and unleashes some ground and pound right on Crystal’s face. As she rains down with the punches. She smiles all the while punching the pink haired woman in the face. “Heh going to make it rain tonight!” Matt smirks at this, getting down on the ground so he can get a better view of the action, a smirk on his face. Doesn't take him long to get his smug attitude back. “Work her over, target that big, bulbous nose of hers!” He instructs, wanting Fiona to break it. Crystal tries to cover up but Fiona get’s the best of her as she punches Crystal in the face over and over again. Crystal unable to guard herself as Fiona causes Crystal to bleed. Her nose exposed as Fiona lifts her hand back going for a punch against the nose but security quickly rushes as they pull the Irish woman off of Crystal. “Get your damn hands off of me!” Stone gets up and heads to the security, helping them restrain Fiona. “That's enough, you guys should probably call a trainer or something, we were just leaving.” Crystal is checked on by some officials as Fiona takes her umbrella from Matt as she leaves with her boyfriend. She turns around grinning evilly. “Quit while you are ahead Hilton…” |
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| Deas O Tron 5000 | Jul 2 2016, 03:03 AM Post #3 |
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(On Camera) The scene opens backstage at catering at Mount Bluff. CCM is kicking back with a mug of coffee, looking at his watch and making muttering noises. Finally shrugging, he turns to face the camera. CCM: Okay. SO here we are. And following the events of Hardware Havoc, I am no longer a king. But that’s fine. I am Crazy Crazy Millar, the man I always have been deep down, and as I showed at the special, I’m a crazy daredevil MFer. Unfortunately, this week, not only do I have to face my bitchwhore wife (no really I’m not mad) but I have to team with a certain man, whom… Before CCM can say another word, The Sheik of Peek, The Real of Deal, or whatever he is called these days, Lucas Peek, just stops CCM’s comments and just smirks. Lucas: Well, look who it is, the FORMER King of BCW!!! Now, if you were smart, you would have retired that crown and just put it in a vault or something, but no….you had to be so freakin stupid and lose it in a match!!! That’s what you get for ignoring the greatness that is me, and now, I have to team with your sorry ass. And I shouldn’t have to get my hands dirty with the charity work….I should be going after titles….not teaming with fucking scrubs!!! CCM blinks for a minute, before sipping his coffee. CCM: Lucas, how good of you to show up... five minutes late. Well if you’re so concerned with being a champion, how about you do us both a favour, pin the champ tonight, and get us a big fat W, huh? He grins. CCM: I don’t like you. I think you’re a silly bastard. But hell, if teaming and working with you is what I gotta do to make an impact, then that’s what I’ll do. Capiche? He says, extending his hand to Peek. Lucas just glares at CCM and just smirks. Lucas: So, tell me, why do I have to shake your hand? You didn’t even fucking acknowledge me when I beat your ass in your open challenge? You just shruged it off like it was nothing!!! CCM, the only reason why I am in this match is for one reason…..ratings! And nothing else! You see, when this match was announced…..I wasn’t too thrilled. I was hoping to get my one on one match for the Rock and Roll Championship! But then, I realized….what if I beat Matt Stone? The champion…..the RUSH champion….if I beat him, then Ricky Rhodes would have no choice but to make me the number one contender for that belt….and trust me, as long as you play your part right, you will insure me as the next challenger for the RUSH belt. So, instead of a handshake, I give you this….. Lucas just flips the bird up at CCM and then smacks him in the face. Lucas: I hate you…..I don’t want NOTHING to do with you….and you will play your part right because I am the Real Deal…...I am the best thing in this business, and you will make sure that I get the pinfall and you get what you deserve…..not a damn thing!!! CCM lets out a long sigh. CCM: Look you delusional bastard, I don’t give a monkey’s right bollock who gets the pinfall. But I’ll be damned if I’m gonna let them stupid pillow fighters get shit over me. SO you know what? Fine. I’ll ride shotgun if that’s what gets us the win. I already proved MYSELF at Hardware Havoc, who I am and what I’m about. So how about you stop flapping your gums on me, and say a few words about our opponents, Brain of Brooklyn? Lucas: Actually, I do have to something to say about my opponents….and that is simply this…….Stone, Hilton….you are looking at two men, who hate each other….but we will putting the hitting on you two bitches. Stone, you have something that I want, and once I beat you, I will get it! As for you, Hilton, well, basically, you are a bitch, its just that simple. Lucas just glares. Lucas: CCM….I’m done talking to you. As a matter of fact, here….. Lucas has CCM a piece of paper. Lucas: This is the rest of what I want to say…..but you read it, cause I can’t stand you. See you in the ring. Lucas then leaves. CCM looks at the piece of paper. “Touch my hat and I’ll knock your teeth so far down your throat you’ll need to stick your toothbrush up your ass to brush them...” CCM chuckles. CCM: Stay classy Peek. As for my opponents. Crystal... I’m still not talking to you. So nothing to say here. Stone? You’re an arrogant, abusive piece of shit. And while you may be at the top of the mountain right now... sooner or later, somone is gonna knock you off and take that RUSH Championship belt. I really hope it’s me... but at this point, I’d even get behind Lucas Freak if I thought he could make your life even half as miserable as you made my marriage, you sanctimonious son of a bitch! He sighs, crumpling up Peek’s bit of paper. CCM: I’ll see you out there. He tosses the rolled up paper at the camera, hitting it square, before we fade to black. |
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