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| The Age of Steel Begins!; RP against Razor for Overdrive | |
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| Topic Started: Jun 6 2009, 10:55 PM (66 Views) | |
| Deleted User | Jun 6 2009, 10:55 PM Post #1 |
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The scene opens up at ringside during the Pandemonium PPV in Fairbanks Alaska. A replay of of final few moments of the brutal and hellacious Fatal Fourway flaming tables, ladders and chairs match for the ultraviolent title is being shown on the combatron. -------------------- Daniels: This is dreadful...look at that...no movement...just torn, charred bodies...are they...even alive? Masters: This is marvellous! It’s what the fans paid to see... Daniels: They paid to see 4 men killing each other for a piece of gold? Masters: These wrestlers knew what they were in for when they signed up! Daniels: My god...have you no compassion...someone could be dead for all we know Masters: It looks like Shrapnel is the first, and only man up now. Daniels: My God if I was them now, I would just stay down. Masters: What’s the worst that could happen?! OH WAIT…THIS COULD BE PRETTY BAD! Daniels: Mike King got up at the wrong time! Shrapnel grabs him…EXIT WOUND…THE CHOKESLAM!!!!!!!! Masters: Yes, I was right, that was pretty bad! The ref covers… 1 - - - 2 - - - BK and Kiljoy try to get back into the ring… - - - 3!!! IT’S TOO LATE…SHRAPNEL HAS THE MATCH WON! Daniels: This monster wins the Title, and he has only been here for a couple of months, that is impressive. Masters: That match was impressive, we have only seen one contest and already we have blood, skin, guts even layered around the ringside. Daniels: Lovely. And Shrapnel gets handed the Title, this man could be on to big and bright things here, and I wonder what the future is for the other three men. Masters: Surgery, Jarred. Towers: Your winner and NEW CZW ULTRAVIOLENT CHAMPION…SHRAPNEL!!!!!! ----------------------------- The cameras cut from live and away from ringside to a segment backstage. Shrapnels 3 opponents slowly leave the ring and stagger to the back. The ring is like a scene from a warzone, charred tables, blood stained chairs and broken ladders are spewn sporadically around the canvas. Shrapnel is handed the ultraviolent title and has his hand raised by the ref. He quickly yanks his hand away and collapses to his knee and just stares at the belt manically. His back is swollen red and covered in huge welts and burns having been practically set on fire during the match. His face is bleeding profusely has a deep gash going from his right eye up to his forehead having been hit with the ultraviolent belt which had razor blades attached to it. Shrapnel is in a huge amount of physical pain having gone through the most hellacious match of his short career, he is running on pure adrenaline alone. He rolls out of the ring and marches towards the ring announcer he pulls him firmly off his chair causing him to fall heavily to the ground. He grabs and a mic and rolls back into the ring. Breathing heavily he begins to speak: I told every single one of you gelatinous parasites out there i would win this title and you ALL...didn’t believe me. well open your eyes! get used to this site because your looking at the new king of hardcore within this company He holds the title belt in the air with his free hand. The fans are booing loudly and this almost drowns out the sound of Shrapnel’s deep foreboding voice. It is so loud he has to actually speak louder so as to be heard. Everyone thing I’ve ever said i was going to do since i arrived in CZW I HAVE DONE! i said i was gonna destroy youthful aggression...i did it! i said i was gonna take out Havok and make that bitch of a wife of his pay...I did it!....and i said i was gonna take this title from kirkland...AND I DID THAT!..kirklands reign was a short lived farce because he was GIVEN the title....you are now looking at the first TRUE! CZW ultraviolent champion..I will defend this belt with the same honour and ferocious intensity as my ancestors did when fighting for my countries freedom...i will show you what the real definition of ultraviolence is....i have already proved I’m sick enough to do almost anything and this title was handmade for me! i will destroy and maim anyone who attempts to take this from me...and I don’t give flying f**k what any of you fat pathetic inbreds out there have to say...it’s a FACT He drops the mic with a thud and his music hits and he slides his new title belt over his shoulder as he limps slowly to the back. The fans are booing uncontrollably and he has his trademark sick smile etched across his face as he slips through the curtain to the back. He makes his way to his dressing room, walking down the one of the corridors he bumps into an also bloody and battered Mr Kiljoy. The two men stare coldly into each other’s eyes and you could cut the tension with a knife. This carries on for a few moments before unexpectedly Kiljoy extends his hand. Shrapnel looks down at Kiljoy's extended hand and then back up at him. Still not a word has been spoken but the tension of the scene speaks for itself. He stares into Kiljoy's eyes for a few seconds longer before finally shaking his hand. Shrapnel pats him on the shoulder before continuing on his journey. Once back in his dressing room he sits down still in a great deal of pain to attend to his wounds. Most people would go to the medical room but Shrapnel during his violent life and having suffered many brutal beatings especially during his time in prison has become a rather skilled stitcher. He slowly wipes the blood from his brow and slowly begins to clean and stitch up the large gash in his face by standing in front of a mirror. As he pours the stinging disinfectant into the wound he sees his brutalised and scarred face staring back at him in his reflection. He jokingly thinks to himself this gash is just another to add to the collection, his face paints a thousand pictures as to the story and level of violence that has occurred during Shrapnel’s young life. After disinfecting his burns and cutting the last butterfly stitch he catches site of his newly won ultraviolent title belt sitting on the chair opposite him. A tremendous feeling of pride overcomes him and he picks up the belt which is still stained in his and his opponent’s blood, he stares longingly at it. This is first thing he has ever won in his entire life and his transition from a convict locked up 23 hours a day in a high security "hospital" to wrestler he feels is finally complete. He thinks to himself maybe now people will stop underestimating him and treating him as the "newcomer". His train of thought is interrupted as his cell phone begins to ring. He looks at the caller ID and smiles before answering: Its you....well i did what you asked I’m the new ultraviolent champion....have you got this piece of "information" i require or not? Yes...come to Room 204 at the Palace Hotel in Vancouver On Friday..I will tell you all you need to know about your father then The female voice on the phone is Shrapnel’s former prison psychiatrist and wife of injured superstar Havok...Laura Havok Listen to me bitch...have you not played enough mind games with me already!...tell me now! i never want to have to see your face again....i swear to you if you mess me around i will not be responsible for what i do....how is your young son by the way?..bobby was it? seems a nice kid...be a shame if something were to happen to him wouldnt it? He laughs You sick bastard!...leave my son alone...i dont want to see your freakish torn up face again either but i have my reasons...be at the hotel at 3pm on Friday and you i will tell you what you need to know.... She hangs up and scene fades to black --------------------------------- The scene opens up again on the Friday afternoon the day before the next Overdrive. Shrapnel is standing outside the room marked 204 in a long corridor. He has his trademark black towel concealing his face. He knocks on the door once and enters the room. Laura Havok is standing at the window looking out on the bustling landscape of the city of Vancouver; She has her back to Shrapnel. Last week we saw him sign a contract stating that he would never harm or go near The Havok family again, basically ending the feud between them. Shrapnel has a severe hatred for this woman because she kept him in prison for many extra years as a result of declaring him mentally "unfit" to be released. In return for signing the document Laura Havok revealed that Shrapnel’s father was in fact alive and wanted to meet. The man Shrapnel burnt alive along with his mother when he was 13 was in fact his uncle who had pretended to be his father when he was growing up. havok also said that if he won his match at the PPV and subsequently the ultraviolent title she would give him this man’s address. So...cmon...I'm here now give me the man’s address. You've wasted enough of my time and LIFE Laura This man IS your father whether you believe it or not Ive seen the DNA results. The man you killed may have been evil and even though he wasn’t your real father you've turned out to be just like him...sick, twisted and evil to the core...you don’t care who you hurt as long as you get what you want...your ruthless quest for revenge has left my husband and the father of my child in a coma which the doctors say he will never wake up from!..YOU did that...that is payback enough....I wanted to do this final confrontation between us today in person to draw a line under this feud between you and my family. I will give you your real fathers address but remember...you signed that document saying you would never come near us again and if you break it..i'll have you back on hospital before you can blink....do you understand? Yeh i understand...You took away a large chunk of my life and i will never forget that...but ive turned your husband into a vegetable and nearly set your son on fire...i suppose that is payback enough...im a champion now...i have a new relentless drive to focus on now...to retain my ultraviolent status...this has taken over from wanting to torture and exact revenge on you... Laura Havok turns round to finally face Shrapnel and nods her head. She points to a peice of paper on a table Your fathers address is on that table...take it and go...I never want to see or hear from your sick demented self again She walks over to grab the peice of paper to give to him. Its ok Laura stay where you are, i will get it...you should be taking it easy.....especially in your condition Laura Havok has a look of total shock on her face, she stutters slightly before responding What did you just say? I said you should be taking it easy in your condition How do you know I’m pregnant!? i haven’t told a single soul i only did a test a few days ago...it will probably grow up without a father aswell now that you've practically killed Jake A manic smile has come over his face And what exactly makes you so sure its Jacobs? Well who else could it be!? i haven’t slept with anybody else. The dates are a bit wrong but i figured i must of got mixed up, it couldnt possibly be anyone else’s you freak now get out of here I’ve gave you the address, i never want to see you again...GO! Let me cast your mind back to a certain night at the prison you stupid little slag. The night where i came for my "medication" i.e the shit you pumped me full of to dope me up to the eyeballs... which you said was for my "condition" the only reason i was given that was to turn me into a f**kING VEGETABLE!...anyway when i broke through my straightjacket and took you hostage? put you out cold with the chroloform that you were gonna use on me? Remember that? Laura has started to shake and has a look of total fear and terror strewn across her face. You rememeber the doctor that was there? the young guy who had just transferred? well i got him to artificially inseminate you with a “sample” i had made previously. He had to do it i had a needle filled with a lethal amount of cyanide held to his neck. He didnt put up too much of a fight and after the job was done? I snapped his little neck like a twig...i think he is still in a wheelchair now isnt he?..still i doubt he'll remember much about it.] no...no...your lying...NOOOOOOO![b/] Calm down.....i didnt physically touch you in anyway myself...im not a monster....well maybe i am but not in that way She is now in an uncontrollable fit of tears and is hysterical, shrapnel is laughing uncontrollably DO YOU HONESTLY THINK I WOULD JUST LEAVE IT AT THAT! sign a document and bye bye laura sorry I’ve been a pain but i won’t bother you again! what do you take me for!. You took away 10 years of my life ,10 YEARS! i had to think of a way that you would suffer, slowly, hurting you physically would be too easy, this way, you will have a me clawing away at you for the next 18 years, a little me, it has my genetics, my DNA and it will be just as f**kED up as me. Hell he might even take you out like i did to my supposed parents. YOU SICK f**k! NO.....I won’t carry your child, i won’t! I've seen inside your heart...you don’t have it in you to kill an innocent child...even if it is mine...I’ve seen your soul laura and believe me you will have this child and everyday you will reminded of me....THAT...is the ultimate retribution...and the best thing? this happened before i signed the contract so there’s nothing you can do about it Laura in utter hysterics is sitting forward with her hands over her face sobbing uncontrollably. Shrapnel leans over her and whispers into her ear these words: You will never escape me bitch....im inside of you now...when the thing is 18 tell him his dad was a champion and that I don’t blame him for the destruction he will cause in his life he was just programmed like me ...good luck...mommy! He starts to laugh maniacally and he leaves the hotel room. Down in the lobby just as Shrapnel is about to leave the hotel as he catches site of a promo cut by Razor on a television in the lounge from a CZW broadcast. The smile on his face quickly disappears. He listened to what he had to say and he isn’t too happy. He leaves the hotel, he leaves to go and record an imediate response to his opponent this week, the scene fades to black ---------------------------------------- The scene opens up again in what looks to be an abandoned run down warehouse. The camera pans up from Shrapnel’s feet to his head slowly. He is standing with the CZW ultraviolent belt draped over his shoulder and his towel is as always concealing his face. A hazy mist can be seen lingering around the camera, he begins to speak So here you have it, standing before you, your first true ultraviolent champion...and like it or not I’m here to stay. It seems my opponent this week is under the delusion that i know nothing about ultraviolence? and more in particular ultraviolent wrestling...Hello!?.... let me remind you mr razor and your little bitch brother blade.... nice names there by the way i see what you've done with that...nice work.... let me remind you a little bit about myself. Ive been here exactly one month and already i have acquired my first championship, how many people can say they have done that?...how long have you been in this organisation son huh? about 3 times longer than i have? and what have you accomplished?...yeh thats right... f**k ALL!. Let me give you a little piece of advice...stick to tag competition at least that way you have your little brother( and maybe your lover too who knows) there to hold your hand. When you step into my world this Sunday you will have nobody there to save you son.... And by the way... thanks for the history lesson of hardcore wrestling, i knew most of it myself but you offered me a refresher course...Do i care...no!. You see Razor i know the likes of The Funks, Sabu, and Mick Foley are hardcore legends but they say nothing to me about MY life. Did any of those men win a championship within their first 4 professional matches?...I doubt it. I plan on equalling these legends and surpassing their legacies, i plan on being the greatest hardcore wrestler of all time!, and YOU have the audacity to suggest i wrestle for just another "paycheck" Money means nothing to me son i wrestle because i love to inflict pain and suffering onto others. I LOVE the sight and smell of blood and the ultraviolent division is my garden of Eden. You think i know nothing about ultraviolence? I spent 10 years in a high security prison where violence was more common that eating, Just ask my fellow ex cons about me. Mention the name Shrapnel and watch their reaction as the blood drains out of their faces and they start to feel the blood chilling terror driving through their bodies at just the sheer mention of my name!. He slides his title belt off his shoulders and holds it to the camera. The belt still has dry blood stains on it from the PPV and still has the razorblades stuck to it that kirkland had applied. Still think I’m a charlatan? Then watch my championship match last Sunday, that alone will prove to you that i am sick and strong enough to withstand most challenges, you will be like all the others who have stood before me so far in this company...HELPLESS....if we want to talk about metaphors here since you seem to like that sort of thing..and in particular “razor”metaphors... this Sunday in the ring i will be the Gillette 5 blade fusion mach 3 and you will be the disposable throw away your mum uses on her overly hairy legs! He slides off his towel revealing his horrible scarred and massacred face. He jabs the razor blade encrusted belt repeatedly into this forehead opening up old and new wounds, the blood is now pouring violently from his head. Do you think i got a face like this not knowing and not experiencing ANYTHING..about ultraviolence son?..WRONG! i have been involved in more hardcore fights than you have 10 FOLD razor, they may have not taken place in the ring but at the end of the day what does the ring matter in a hardcore match?, its there for pinfall only. As you've just witnessed "Razors" can no longer cause me pain, ive been cut with them so many times it’s like brushing my hair. This Sunday you may bring your best but i promise you your best will not be good enough. You are stepping into the ring with CZW's newest, most promising and psychotic superstar...and if you or your little brother want to try and take this title from me...i URGE you...have a shot...see what happens! [Shrapnel wipes the blood away from his eyes with the title belt, He has a psychotic smile on his face and he head butts the camera which quickly falls over. The camera on its side see’s Shrapnel’s feet walking away, he can be heard laughing...the scene fades to black. |
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