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Havoc Warrior Exodus vs. Alex Desoubrais Jr.; April 2/14
Topic Started: Mar 24 2014, 09:46 PM (72 Views)
Kassie Khane
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Havoc Warrior Exodus vs. Alex Desoubrais Jr.

3 RP Limit; 4 RP limit for tag matches
Deadline: Noon EST Tuesday, April 1, 2014

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Shalashaskka
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It is good to be back! My character needed lots of work...let's hope I've made some significant improvement in the time I was away.

***

There was a quiet hum in the SCW production trailer. It was left abandoned by all except a lowly intern, probably a nephew of some producer or roadie or whatever trying to get the kid a job. He wasn’t a bad kid, to be sure; he worked hard, learned the ropes quickly and did his job well enough. The empty pizza boxes lying at his feet and the dispersed Pepsi cans across the floor were not the sort of workplace environmental standards that SCW sought after in its employees, however. Still, it was a quiet day and no one was there to bother him as he mixed together a set of vignettes that were never to air, and played around with some old SCW tapes, remixing theme songs and entrance videos.

The quiet afternoon was interrupted as the door to the trailer was kicked open. A burly man in a long cloak stepped in. The intern looked upon his face but saw nothing, save for the hood covering his features. In the man’s hand was a disc.


“W-who are you?” the intern asked timidly. The man said nothing as he strode over to the glowing control panel.

“Hey! Wait you can’t…” the intern shouts, immediately cowering as the man jerks his neck over in the kid’s general direction.

The man places the disc on the table in front of the intern.


“When the show starts tomorrow night, you’re going to play that disc. I don’t care when, but it will play.” The intern’s big oval eyes glanced down at the disc and then up at the man.

“B-but, sir. I-I-I c-can’t just…” he stammered. His voice was quickly drowned out by the thunderous echo of the big man stomping onto the trailer floor, catching one of the empty pop cans underfoot.

“Just do it,” the man said, turning his back towards the boy. His cloak fluttered as he exited the trailer. The intern didn’t know what to do. He stared at the disc, shifting his eyes between it and the swinging door in utter bemusement.

At the very least, the intern decided it wasn’t worth losing his job over this. He hadn’t decided if he would play the disc as instructed (although he was certainly teetering towards “yes” through fear of pain), but nevertheless felt that the more prudent move was to watch what it contained beforehand. Maybe if he could run it by the boss, it would fit in with whatever he was planning, and everybody wins. He hastily pushed the disc into the CD slot of his console and watch the footage unfold.


***

The disc contained a vignette, very well done and tediously edited. The first image was a dark screen, with lightning bolts animated to play in sync with a fast-paced drum and guitar beat from a familiar song. This was followed by a rather long pause, and was replaced with black and white footage of a large man holding another one upside down in a suplex position. Their backs are turned to the camera, and there is faded audio of a ringside announcer speaking over top of the image.

“Here it comes…” is uttered before the footage faded to black.

The drum and guitar beat repeated itself, again showing the animation of the lightning bolts before the pause. Another black and white image of the suplex was shown, this time showing the deliverer’s profile. This time, however, it’s a different combatant being dangled in the air. Again, the faded voice can be heard.


"The strength! The power! He is unmatched!” Another fade to black follows.

Once more, the lightning bolts and the guitar and drums play, and once more, black and white footage is shown. This time, there is footage from three different occasions all spliced together.


“THE EXILE DRIVER!” is screeched by an overly excited ring announcer, as footage of Havoc Warrior Exodus’ finishing move is played, showing three different camera angles. On the last slam, the footage is coloured in, before a quick cut to a close of Exodus’ face. His eyes are sharp and…for lack of a better term…crazy, and he yells at the camera. Exodus’ theme song begins to play, edited in such a way that the prolonged scream at the beginning of the vocal section of the song syncs with his yell. As the song plays in the background, a montage of footage is shown. Exodus delivering clotheslines, suplexes, throwing opponents out of the ring are all thrown in together, demonstrating his might and his power.

One scene shows Exodus intercepting a flying opponent by delivering a dropkick into his chest as the opponent descends into the middle of the ring. Another shows him yelling before putting his opponent over his head and slamming him into a fisherman’s suplex. This is wrapped up by Exodus dropping someone else with a Gorilla Press Slam.
Suddenly, the footage slows down and the music stops, as ominous sounds echo. A close up of Exodus in pain returns the footage to black and white, as a new voice, a louder voice, is heard. It’s Alex Desoubrais Jr.


“Okay…okay…stop this…just…no…”

Footage of Desoubrais covering the Havoc Warrior is shown, as the referee is heard counting to three. Another voice is heard, seamlessly blended into the mix. It’s Chef Cummings:

“…The man has his tassels on too tight and is unable to see the forest for the trees in front of him.”

Footage of Exodus being beating by Cummings and his Culinary Institute are shown. He’s backed into a corner and is surrounded by bodies deliver blow after blow on him. A third voice is heard. This time, its Shawn Winters:

“Almost as bad as Havoc Warrior Exodus and this talk about righteousness. They’re both fools…”

More footage of Exodus losing is shown. This time, it’s a montage of various opponents who have bested him: Soopaman Luva, Gable Winchester, and Merrick Wiseman are all shown delivering the final blow and covering him.

It’s here that the background noises stop, but the footage continues in eerie silence. More and more footage of Exodus’ failures play as brand new voice is heard: Exodus’ own.


“I have been ostracized upon entering this world.”

Footage plays of Exodus’ confrontations with various SCW superstars, some backstage, some in the ring, all of them tense.

“It doesn’t wear me down, but instead it feeds me. Makes me stronger.”

A scene from Exodus’ run in on Chief Cummings and the CCI. plays

“I have learned in my absence that the notions of justice and fair play are for fools.”

Footage is shown from Exodus’ early days in the indie circuit, hitting his opponent rather viciously over the head with a chair as he is slumped over the stairs leading to the apron, one of his arms hugging the turnbuckle.

“I tried to be like them…the good people…the noble people…people who uphold truth and righteousness.”

Footage is shown from his match against Merrick Wiseman again, this time caught in Wiseman’s Sideswipe Gavel.

“I tried…my Master, deep within the heart of stygian depths, within the blackest of cosmos knows I tried…but I have learned something during my time at SCW…”

Footage from Exodus’ “mass” is shown, in slow motion.

“To unearth the wretched…”

The man who interrupted the mass by carrying the Book of Winchester enters the hall, preaching against Exodus and his followers.

“…you must bring wretchedness to them. “

Exodus gives the intruder a hefty beatdown, throwing him upon the altar and off of it again onto the hard, cold floor.

“Chaos may mean unpredictability, and throwing all sense of order into the wind. It may mean lying and cheating. But if that is what I must do, than I do so, knowing I embrace it for the greater good.”

A scene showing Exodus slamming Sammy Thomas Davies in his first SCW match is shown.

“I am of a chaotic essence; I cannot turn away from my being…no more than a dog can learn to speak and walk. No…this dog shall do what needs to be done…”

A scene of the last episode of Breakdown plays. Exodus stands on the top of turnbuckle and points at Kennedy Street.

“For the greater good.”

A scene of Exodus giving David Spencer a vicious bearhug is shown.

“For the greater good.”

Footage from his match against Matt Auclair and Devon Kayl is shown, with Exodus on the offensive against the two of them.

“For the greater good.”

A scene of Exodus delivering the Exile Driver to Elisabeth Burke is shown.

“There is no dishonour in this. Sometimes, when a warrior is on the ropes, and all hope is lost…”

Some footage of Exodus’ retreat is shown. In it, he kneels before the obsidian idol on a pedestal in what looks like a beaten cabin. His face is grim and dark, and he obviously looks torn and sorrowful, as though the time of a thousand ages was washed over his face and ground into his flesh.

“He remembers who he is, and his inner fire burns again with the heat of battle.

More footage is shown from his time in SCW, including his most recent failure at the Trios Tournament.

“You…all of you…”

The video flashes a bright red light. The footage goes back to a black and white, grainy show.

“The corrupt…”

A picture of Alex Desoubrais Jr. flashes across the screen.

“The wicked…”

A shot of Ravyn and CHBK walking down the ramp is shown, the two of them caught in a freeze-frame before the picture fades.

“The vile…”

Chef Cummings wide grin is shown, before it, too, fades away.

“Those who would destroy those who are otherwise virtuous..”

A still of Kennedy Street’s wicked smirk is shown.

“Beware!”

A scene of Exodus running down the ramp is shown, taken from his ring entrance.

“To everyone else…you may stand with me, or you may not. But let it be known, here! On this day! That my fury shall know no discrimination!”

A final shot appears. It is a full colour close up of Exodus’ face. When his voice is heard this time, it comes directly from his own mouth.

“Cry, havoc! And let slip the dog of war!”

With those final words, the vignette goes black.

***

The intern took a deep breath and stared at the now blank monitor. He pulls the disk out of the compartment and looks at it, sighing as he does so. The intern then suddenly jerks his entire body up, grabs the disc and rushes out of the production truck, leaving the door swinging open in his wake. What the intern didn’t see as he left was one more quick, white flash of light on the monitor that played the disc, as though it was turning itself on again. That his back was turned was probably for the best, as seeing the determined look of the Havoc Warrior on a monitor with no disc playing would’ve probably been terribly unnerving for him. Exodus’ face takes a deep breath and lets out a guttural growl before disappearing from the monitor, this time for good.

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