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Post by pollox on May 18, 2009 0:32:59 GMT -5
Ladies and gentlemen, Joe Beakman here. And I'm flanked by the members of Revolution X, Kaster & Pollox Troy, Craig Toa and it would appear...Cory Stelios. Well fellas, at our last event the Madness PPV, three of you, Kaster, Pollox & Stelios...went head to head against the team of Johnny Aces, Jimmy Ames and Ethan Bain. You were pretty much rolling, eliminating Aces and Ames in succession. But it look like you ran into a lil' trouble getting rid of Bain. By most people's accounts even though you won the match well...he kicked all three of your asses. In fact, most say the only reason you won WAS because it essentially was three on one, and even a man the size of Bain can't withstand the numbers game. What do you have to say about that?
Pollox, with a not to pleased look on his face responds.
Does it matter how much trouble it took us? The fact of the matter is that it was our hands raised in victory. In a match that they made, we came out victorious. In the end, it doesn't matter how dirty you get doing the job, the only thing that matters is that you get the job done. But since you decided to bring it up, let me say a few words about Ethan Bain. Yea, he gave us a pretty good ride at Madness. And yes, it took the combined efforts of all three of us to put him down. This was never a question about what kind of force Ethan Bain is. They don't call him "The Big Ticket" for nothing. It's like I said in 2008. He could be the single most destructive force in wrestling not just today, but ever...if he wasn't lacking in one area. And that area is upstairs. You see, we have a Big Man of our own. The Samoan Monster, Craig Toa. He matches up in every way to Ethan Bain, except unlike Bain, Toa's a thinking man's big man. Toa is a student of the game, and a student of The Regulators. Which is the reason why tonight, we're putting Bain on notice. I know he wants to get his hands on me again. Well, if he wants me, he'll have to go through HIM.
Pollox pats Toa on his shoulder.
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Post by toa on May 18, 2009 0:42:52 GMT -5
That would be Toa's cue to respond himself
*Heh Heh* You see, Bain. You've been walkin' tall in XWA callin' yourself "The Best Big Man in The Biz" for a long time. But you see, to be the best, you've gotta' beat the rest. And while you've defeated the likes of say Vikram and Steven Higby, you haven't faced anything like me. I'm 7 feet tall. I'm 320 pounds. I have an 800 pound dead lift and a 700 pound bench press. A lot like you. But what I have that you don't, and neither does any other big man in the game, is a 16" vertical, a Black Belt in Karate and a Red Belt in Brazilian Jujitsu. I bring to the table skills that no other 7 footer in wrestling does. And that's the reason why I break you tonight. Pollox here's got nothin' to worry about.
Holding his wrist as he flexes his fingers, Toa grins as the next response follows.
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Post by kaster on May 18, 2009 0:53:23 GMT -5
Kaster would be the next to step into the mix.
Guys, guys. C'mon now. All this attention to Bain, let's not forget about his lil' buddy Jimmy Ames. Or who I personally like to call "Ric Flair Lite". Ames, I haven't liked you from the moment I laid eyes on you. You're an arrogant, pompous little punk who's about 3 years over due an ass kicking. All of these idiot fans might eat up your antics, but us grown-ups think it's stupid. And when last I checked, Wrestling was a grown up business. So since Toa's going to be taking on Bain, I think I'll throw out a challenge of my own. Me and you, one on one. And tonight, I'm gonna make a man out you by kicking your head in. Who knows, I might actually knock some sense into your skull. But I'm not holding my breath over it. *Chuckles*
Attention then turns to Stelios, the apparent new member to the Revolution X fold.
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Post by stelios on May 18, 2009 0:58:31 GMT -5
Stelios shrugs before speaking...
I guess that leave me the cajun, doesn't it? Eh, whatever. Isn't he famous for Hardcore matches? Well that's perfect, because I'm pretty damn handy at Hardcore fights myself. So I'm seein' things like this. Me and Aces tonight with a few tables...a couple of ladders...oh yea, a few chairs while we're at it. Yea...that sounds like the perfect way to spend the evening, doesn't it, boys?
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Post by toa on May 18, 2009 1:03:30 GMT -5
ATLC match? Why didn't I think of that? Eh, it's not like I'm gonna need anything extra to hand that big Texas cave man his ass tonight.
Toa chuckles.
Beakman: So it seems like you guys have all come here tonight with a game plan. But...the only person it seems who won't be competing is...you Pollox. What gives?
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Post by pollox on May 18, 2009 1:28:52 GMT -5
After running his hand over his long Goatee, Pollox responds to Beakman's question.
I guess you have a point, don't you? Hmm...what to do? I guess I'll...take advantage of Mr. Gallas' little "Open Challenge" policy for tonight's show. Any man on roster who thinks the want to step into the ring with wrestling royalty, let them name their terms, and I'll be sure to beat them...severely...at those terms. And all will be well. Tonight, XWA bares witness to a show of force by Revolution X. Unlike some of the other groups that's popped up in XWA, ours is a group built on the fact that none of us need the other individually, but united, I dare you to find anyone who can stop us. Gentlemen, let's get out of here.
The group of men all leave the interview area.
Beakman: There you have it folks. Four challenges issued. It'll be interesting to here, or shall I say see the reactions from Bain, Ames and Aces, and even more interesting is who's going to take up Pollox's open invitation. For now, let's send things back to Tony & Willy at ringside. Guys...
*Now open to response posts*
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Post by eb on May 18, 2009 10:57:47 GMT -5
Later on in the show, Beakman wanders into the locker room of Bain and Ames. Both men were inside getting geared up.
Beakman: Guys, I'm sure by now you've seen and heard what Revolution X had to say earlier. They've come here to the Tokyo Dome for a fight, and I don't think they're taking no for an answer.
Bain, now sporting a completely shaved head and a huge, scruffy beard, finished up taping his wrists before replying.
Who in the hell said we'd say no? Ya' know Beaks, I haven't been in wrestling for long. 3 years now in fact. But I've been around long enough to know when you've got someone against the ropes. And that's exactly where I have Pollox Troy. Now he wants to hide behind Craig Toa. Yea, he's a big guy in his own right. And he might have all those other skills he ran off at the mouth about. But is it impressin' me? Not on your damn life. There's only 2 things on this planet that intimidate me, Beaks. Tornados and my mother. And Craig Toa ain't either. This bull is seein' red tonight, and Toa just so happens to be the poor bastard holdin' the cape. He might think his Jujitsu and Karate is gonna give him an edge, but none of that crap can help you when you're gettin' your head tore off by the best Lariat in wrestling. Toa's steppin' into a world of pain I don't think he's ready for. And that's to bad. I would have at least thought Kaster & Pollox would have prepared him better. I guess he'll just have to learn the hard way that when you mess with the bull, you get the horns.
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Post by ames on May 18, 2009 11:09:22 GMT -5
Jimmy steps in to add his 2 cents in as well.
I don't think any of those clowns get it, Big fella. How can you when ya' can't see past your own thick as pea soup ego? So Kaster hasn't liked me from the moment he laid eyes on me, eh? Well cakeboy, the feelin's mutual. You walk the place like you're some sort of big timer. Lookin' down on everyone who doesn't see things the way you do. You boys might be veterans, and ya' might have years of experience over us, but that doesn't in the least say that you're better then us. And you Kaster, I could out wrestle you in my sleep, drunk, with a hand tide behind my back. I've been waitin' for a shot at you one on one for a long time. And thanks to you, I get that shot tonight. If ya' though ya' didn't like me before, just imagine how much ya' won't after I lay your Motor City Meathead ass out in front of a an INTERNATIONAL audience?
Beakman: It doesn't sound at all like you guys are worried about "extra curricular activities" from Revolution X.
Are you kiddin' me? C'mon, Beaks. We're from Texas. Ya' can't sneak up on us because we're always lookin' for an excuse to fight in the 1st place.
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Post by eb on May 18, 2009 11:22:01 GMT -5
Bain adds to Jimmy's response.
It's real simple the way things are gonna go down tonight. At Madness, it took their best to get the job done. Tonight, they get to see our best. Toa, Kaster & Stelios are in for a real rough night. And as far as Pollox's open challenge? Well...I just so happen to know a guy who sent me a text message before you showed up. And he's definitely...DEFINITELY interested in taking up that challenge.
Beakman: R...really? No way! C'mon Bain, spill it.
Ooooooooooh no. That'd ruin the surprise. What I can tell you is that if he wants to find out who he is, head on down to the ring. I'm sure he'll take care of things from there. How 'bout ya' do us the solid of going to tell him that personally, eh Beaks?
Beakman: M...me? Ya' sure?
Sure I'm sure. Go on. Have fun with this lil' "Scoop".
Beakman: Will do. And good luck tonight, guys.
Beakman heads off out of the lockeroom to find Pollox with the news of a potential taker to his open challenge.
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Post by pollox on May 19, 2009 20:51:54 GMT -5
A little later in the show, Beakman manages to catch up to Pollox, who was walking down a corridor alone.
Pollox. Hold on a sec. I've got some news for ya'. I just got finished talking to Bain & Ames, and Bain had something interesting to say about the open challenge you've laid out for the evening.
Oh he did now? This should be entertaining. Out with it, Beakman.
Well apparently he got a text message from someone who is interested in taking up your challenge. There's a catch though. He wants you to meet him in the ring.
Meet him in the ring. Is that it?
Yep, that's it. You go down to the ring, and he'll reveal himself to you. Simple as that.
Well you are, and he is...in luck. Because I was about to go down to the ring to address my challenge anyway. Come to think of it, you're coming with me. Let's go.
With that, Pollox & Beakman come out to the ring. Inside of the ring, Pollox receives a mic of his own. With a slight grin, he paces the ring a bit around Beakman as he speaks.
As you all saw earlier tonight, I issued a challenge to any man on roster willing enough to step in the ring with me tonight. And it would appear that I have a taker. Joe Beakman here has informed me that a man amongst the mice of XWA's men's division has stepped up to the plate, and that upon me stepping into this ring, he'd reveal himself. Well mystery man, I'm standing right here. You asked me to come out to the ring, here I am. Now how about you step out from behind the curtains and show us all who I'll be beating to a pulp tonight, eh?
Pollox looks to the set. A confident grin remain on his face as he was sure he'd be more then ready for whoever this mystery opponent was.
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Post by simon on May 20, 2009 21:18:50 GMT -5
A still silence falls across the arena.
Willy: Man, I can't take this. Who's it gonna be???
A few more seconds pass, and the ominous opening chord of Amon Amarth's "Death In Fire" fills the arena. All in attendance and around the globe knew what that signified...
Tony: Pollox Troy...your epitaph is about to be written...BY THE DESTROYER!!!
Out from behind the set for the 1st time in over 9 months steps the legendary Simon Fierhart. The arena explodes in cheer. Simon merely stands at the stage. He utters not a word, he simply gazes with his chilling eyes at the man who stood in the ring. By his mere presence alone, it was a sure bet that Pollox knew the gravity of what now lay before him.
Buzz: That man doesn't just challenge anyone. He...he's an elite. One of, if not the greatest fighter...not wrestler...FIGHTER on the planet. You have to have either done something really good, or really bad to get his attention. And from the looks of it, Pollox has his FULL attention. And that's never a good thing. Are the hairs on the back of your neck standing on end yet, Goldman?
Goldman couldn't even find the words to describe the presence of The Destroyer. Simon had no mic. He simply stands at the stage and waits for whatever words of false confidence Pollox could muster.
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Post by pollox on May 21, 2009 22:34:39 GMT -5
The look on his face resembled that of a deer in headlights. He slowly looks over to Beakman, but the look on his face said "You're on you own, buddy." The roar of the crowd was deafening. Pollox knew that despite his experience, there was no way he was prepare for this kind of challenge. Though his expression said otherwise, Pollox tried to mount some kind of momentum in words.
Sothat's the way it is, eh? You're the man who's accepted my challenge? Fine!!! The last thing I'll ever do is lose to a Fierhart. I've defeated your brother before, and I'll defeat you, too!!!
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Post by simon on May 23, 2009 11:02:50 GMT -5
Simon simply smirks. Pollox's words might have had some merit to them, but his reaction told the tale. His body language gave him away. The last man he expected to show up was the one that did. Simon raises his hand to his neck, and slowly runs his thumb across his throat, a clear cut message of what was to come for Pollox. Afterwards, he averts his gaze, turns and walks behind the curtains of the stage, leaving Pollox to ponder in the ring what was now in store for him.
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