Playtime (Invite)

[sion]

As Devil's Night comes back from a promotional segment for XGames 4, we go ringside where Brian Yang already stood in the ring. With a mic in hand and the crowd already booing, Yang begins.

Kyle Nobbs and I went one on one at Ring Rage inside of a steel cage. But this wasn't your regular old cage match. No no no, this match had an interesting stipulation to it. To the winner would go the chance to make the loser his whippin' boy for the last two shows of the year. And of course as you all bared witness to, I did what I seem to do best, beat Kyle Nobbs. It almost makes me scratch my head why he even continues to try, but he does. Whether it's pride or plain ol' stupidity, he keeps at it. And I keep beating him. So that got me to thinking. I'm kinda bored beating Nobbs' ass. I mean, I could write a book on how to do it, I've done it so many times. So I said to myself "why not sit back and watch someone else beat his ass tonight?" So that's exactly what I'm gonna do. The 1st part of your trial Mr. Nobbs, is you going up against a hand picked opponent. Who could it be? Oh...I already know. But I want to see the look on your face when I let you, and these morons here know who it is. So get off your PSP and bring you slacker ass out here, Nobbs.

[MindTrick]

"Get off my PSP?"

*Kyle Nobbs walks out from behind the curtain. His music isn't playing, but that's because he's already talking. You probably figured that out already. :/ *

"Please, Yang... Everyone knows that real men play the DS! Am I right? I got some Pokemon in the back, right now!"

*Kyle smirks his usual smirk, showing that despite his loss to Yang (yet again), his spirit isn't diminished in the slightest. He continues to walk down the ramp, further mentioning Pokemon and random Nintendo tidbits that are relatively unimportant. Soon he slides in the ring, and gets down to business.*

"But all that's obviously not why I'm out here. Yang, via my stipulation from Ring Rage, you essentially OWN me until the end of XGames 4. I'm a man of my word, I'm not backing out on that. But believe me when I say this: You won't get away with this for long. I'm going to beat you someday, Yang. I'm going to prove I belong here. And that road to redemption begins tonight.

You already have an opponent for me tonight? Grand. Dandy. Amazing. I don't care who he is, and I don't need to know who he is. The identity of my opponent won't scare me away, so if you're waiting to see my jaw drop or my heart fall, it won't happen.

I mean hell, who could you POSSIBLY have gotten? Your Upper Echelon chums are busy or taken out. Romeo Davis has a date with the No Limits Champ. Do you have any more friends? Is there anyone else that would accept your offer?

Come on, Yang. Surprise me."

[sion]

With a cheeky grin on his face, Yang was all to ready to oblige Nobbs with an answer.

You want a surprise, Nobbs?

Surprise. *Heh heh heh*

With that, he points in the direction of the stage, and the chosen opponent's music cues over the PA.

[buliwyf]

The arena watches in shock and partial horror as "The Viking" Buliwyf steps out onto the stage.

Tony: Buliwyf? Are you kidding me? That's not even halfway funny if it was a bad joke!!!

Travis: The man who ran roughshot on Takedown for over a year. The pinnacle of dominance, and one of Overload's recent acquisitions. Bravo, Mr. Yang. Bravo.

Tony: Yea, you would applaud this. I take nothing away from the wrestling ability of Kyle Nobbs, but that's a 7'0", 330lbs human battleship. He's physically dominated guy damn near the same size of him, let alone the destruction he's reaped against smaller foes.

Travis: Nobbs is a tough lil' fella. He'll survive this no doubt. Albeit he'll probably leave the arena with a splitting headache, or worse. *Heh heh*

Buliwyf lumbers down to the ring, joining Nobbs and Yang within. He simply stands stoic and motionless, sizing up the man who he'd make his Overload debut against. The expression he gives afterward was one that showed quite clearly he was unimpressed by the concept. His sharp, piercing blue eyes then bore holes into those of Brian Yang, who at 1st stood with a giddy smile. Once he notices Buliwyf's gaze, his expression changes into on a little more fitting of the situation. Buliwyf speaks no words, he mere waits for what would be said next from either man.

[MindTrick]

"Shit."

*Kyle looks from Buliwyf back to Yang, and back to Buliwyf. Watching the behemoth approach, he could only stand there and stare at the man-mountain. This certainly was a surprise.... He turns to Yang again.*

"Congratulations Brian. You've shocked me, and just about everyone in the world right now. Kudos to you for finding one of the most dominant individuals in XWA to kick my ass!"

*Kyle looks back to Buliwyf, still standing there, his expression entirely stoicism and intensity. After the initial shock, Kyle shook his head, and approached the monster.*

"You don't look impressed with me, sir! And I think I know what you're thinking. What sort of challenge is this? Where's the fun and sport in this? This puny little punk doesn't stand a chance.

You might be right.

But I'll tell you this now, Buliwyf. For every ounce of man-tearing muscle in your awkwardly huge body, I have twice as much heart, spirit and determination. I don't care that you're massive, or violent, or one of the most dominant beings to come off of the TakeDown roster. You're on Overload now, so you HAVE to come at me with everything you've got.

And you may be in for a surprise or two yourself."

[buliwyf]

*With Permission*

The biggest surprise would be supplied by Buliwyf himself. Showing off the almost inhuman speed he'd become famous for, a mighty heave of his massive arm in the direction of Yang resulted in...



CRACK!!!



...Buliwyf connecting atop Yang's head with his fear "Viking's Axe" Brain Chop. Yang was out like a light almost instantly. A thunderous cheer follows as even if momentarily, someone finally managed to shut Brian Yang the hell up.

Travis: W-w-w-w-w-w-WHAT THE HELL!!! Yang just tossed him a free meal, and that's the thanks he gets???!!!

Tony: What that is my fine, red headed friend, is The Viking making it crystal clear that his loyalties lie with no one.

Buliwyf reaches down and picks up the mic now laying next to Yang's motionless carcass.

Perhaps you'll keep me more entertained then the spineless coward of a man that lay before us.

He then drops the mic onto Yang's chest. Buliwyf's theme cues up once again, and he turns to the ropes to exit, leaving Nobbs with an impression of what might happen to him later in the night, but also with the reassurance that Buliwyf's actions as always...were his own.