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Regan Street vs. Merrick Wiseman; April 2/14
Topic Started: Mar 24 2014, 09:41 PM (99 Views)
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Regan Street vs. Merrick Wiseman

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

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OOC: Ok so here is what I have. Regan, a pleasure. Don't think I have really faced you yet. So awesome! The link in the rp is for a pic because it wouldn't let me put dynamic images on here or something like that. I had to edit because 'BOLD' isn't so bold and I want you to be able to see when Merrick is talking in the promo. Sorry bout that.



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The Saga of Merrick Wiseman
Book 2: The Law of Three


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“The man who believes that the secrets of the world are forever hidden lives in mystery and fear. Superstition will drag him down. The rain will erode the deeds of his life. But that man who sets himself the task of singling out the thread of order from the tapestry will by the decision alone have taken charge of the world and it is only by such taking charge that he will effect a way to dictate the terms of his own fate.”

Cormac McCarthy



Prologue
Following SCW’s Pay Per View: Retribution

The chair shattered into the wall, breaking into a few choice pieces. It was one of those old wooden chairs, hence the throw, for if it had been one of those more modern metal ones, it would have just dented the wall. But that’s not really the point here. What is the point is that this had been the most recent action taken by a very pissed off gunman. In fact, the entire locker room had been turned into a tornado of tirade in Merrick Wiseman’s wake. The mirror was smashed, the sink kicked off, the chair busted, and much more. The locker room was a living testament to Wiseman’s growing rage.

Wiseman: A kid… A FUCKING KID!

It was no joke either. Security had reached an all time low a matter of moments ago. During his match with Ravyn Taylor, something he had been looking forward to for some time, the security assholes of ineptitude had allowed a little girl, of all things, to actually get into the ring and interrupt the match! Wiseman had her… knew he had her. She may have played possum for a little bit but there was no faking the stunned look in her eyes. She knew she was finished… the fucking bitch.

Wiseman: A KID!

But that girl. She had distracted him long enough for Ravyn to rally and hit that move of hers; that Evolutionary Synthesis. And now she was laughing, yet again, at him, while he was set back in his quest. And what were the powers that ran SCW going to do? Simply shrug.

Wiseman: Cause that’s all they ever do! Those bastards! They do nothing! They let SCW get invaded by children and they just sit there and say ‘That’s just the way it is’.

Voice: Not anymore they won’t.

Wiseman turned, but he wasn’t surprised by the entrance of his mentor. Wheeler stood against the door, with his arms crossed. No doubt he had come into the room unnoticed while Wiseman had been screaming and destroying the room.

Wheeler: So I can see you’re mad… that’s good. You have every right to be.

Wiseman: ‘Mad’ doesn’t even begin to cover it. I am not leaving this arena until I get some- -

Wheeler: Hang on! Before you go shooting your guns off, just look at yourself, alright. Take a look in the mirror and see what you are right now.

Wiseman sighed for a moment before tilting his head to the side and looking at his reflection in the shattered mirror. It was like a cobweb of reflections, each one staring daggers right back at him.

Wheeler: I know that look, Jessie. I know it so well. I made the mistake of letting it eat away at me. I let it consume me again and again. You do not want my life. Trust me. I’m in too deep with this place. Ravyn will pay… believe me, she will pay. But she will pay when the law catches up with her. In the end, she beat you in the ring. Everyone knows how she did it. It doesn’t matter in the end. You were not hurt by this. At least, you don’t look hurt.

Wiseman: No, I’m fine. Just… frustrated.

Wheeler: Yeah, I get that.

Wheeler glanced around the room with a glick of his tongue.

Wheeler: I really get that. But here’s the thing… it’s done. There is nothing you can do about it.

Wiseman: So what, we just move ahead like nothing happened? We pretend that it’s no big deal?

Wheeler: Fuck no… You didn’t listen. I said there’s nothing YOU can do about it.

Wiseman turned, picking up on Wheeler’s tone immediately.

Wiseman: So… what are YOU doing to do about it?

Wheeler only had to smile as the pieces of his plan fit together like a puzzle in his brain.





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Chapter 8: The Punishment Fits the Crime
Several days Following Retribution

‘Shit, his car just pulled up.’

Davidson Harley, one of illustrious (for lack of a better word) twelve on the board of directors, sat there sweating buckets. Combined, the twelve men were practically invincible. To take them on would be catastrophic. Not even O. Drach would do such a thing at this point in the game. There was not a soul alive who would take these guys on… except one.

And he was on his way up.

He was not alone in his panic. Most, if not all, of the board had been dreading this moment for the past few months… ever since Wheeler came back from the dead. Following his final match at Rise to Greatness, Jason Wheeler had dropped off the face of the earth (after blowing up Shilo Valiant) and the board had finally started to relax as they believed the Hero of Time had taken the dirt he had on each and every one of them to his grave. But then Wheeler returned, with a new charge under his wing.

That of Merrick Wiseman.

And Wiseman’s purpose was simply to restore law and order. It had been an uphill battle, but the boy was starting to gain steam… until Ravyn Taylor had come in and fucked everything up. At every turn, she had managed to get the drop on Wiseman, and sadly, had pointed out the ineptitude of the security at every venue. Now SCW did not hire its own security but relied on the taskforces hired by each individual venue. It was really that simple. In the case of Retribution, the Pepsi Center in Colorado had used its own security for the event… which had led to the biggest mishap in SCW history.

Ingleson: What did he say he wanted, Harley?

Davidson shook his head. He had been warned months ago about this. Wheeler had told him once before what would happen if things did not improve on their end. Davidson had tried to appease the angry SCW Icon after Retribution by booking Merrick against a potential number one contender for the World title. He had hoped that Wheeler would see that as a push towards Wiseman. Davidson wasn’t stupid. He knew what Wiseman wanted. He wanted to get Wiseman in on the main event at Rise to Greatness, an event that already guaranteed to have Jake Starr in it, possibly even Syren. Wheeler wanted Wiseman at the top of the ladder. Problem was that Wiseman was too concerned with doing it fair and square… that was his fatal mistake… and it was now going to cost the board.

Because Wheeler had not been appeased not by a long shot.

I’m heading to the board meeting. I will be there right at noon. was all he had needed to say to get the board all good and panicked. It was almost noon, two minutes away to be precise. The car had already pulled up. He was probably in the elevator.

Michaels: What do you think he wants, Ingleson? You saw what happened at Retribution. You think he’s just going to sit there and take it?

Ingleson: I know, but… he’s one man. Together, we can overturn him, right? I mean it would take all of us, right? With all the shares he has, he still doesn’t overrule us, and we gave him Regan Street next week. His boy is facing a former SCW World Champion again! He got to fight Syren, Shaun Cruze, AND now he gets Regan Street. He’s risen faster than any other SCW Superstar in his time. I mean look at the other guys who came in when he did…

The sound of the bell from the elevator shut up Ingleson right away. All the board members turned to the door as it opened slowly revealing the suited up Hero of Time. He took his sunglasses off and entered the room casually.

Wheeler: Gentlemen, good afternoon.

Michaels: Noon right on the dot, Mr. Wheeler.

Wheeler: Did you doubt it, Nathan?

Michaels: No. Welcome. Please sit.

Wheeler: No, I prefer to stand. Believe me, what I have to say is not going to be pretty, and I would prefer to move around.

He walked, actually sauntered would be the better word, around the board, staring at them with a look that was as dangerous as it was calm.

Wheeler: Let’s be fair, gentlemen, you all know why I am here. You all saw what I saw, and you know that Supreme Championship Wrestling is faced with a rather LARGE problem right now.

One of the directors, Hogg was his last name, was foolhardy enough to open his mouth at this present time.

Hogg: Yes, Mr. Wheeler, but market research has shown that viewer ratings have - -

Wheeler: Interrupt me again, Robert, and see where it takes you!

He turned on the fidgeting little man, staring through his thick spectacles. Hogg had a little problem that only Wheeler knew about, though how the Hero of Time had gotten to know about Hogg’s addiction to crack was anyone’s guess. Sadly, it was one of the more tame problems that the board dealt with. Like it was said before, combined, no one could stand up to the board. Combined, they were practically invincible.

Individually, on the other hand, they were anything but.

Wheeler: Ratings… viewership… let’s be honest, we’d get the best ratings even if we stuck a care bear fighting to the death against a hobbit. SCW GETS ratings. It’s what we do. What we are NOT is a three ring circus where every tom, dick, or harry can do whatever they want. We can’t afford to be THAT company, gentlemen. In the last year since I came back, I have seen things happen outside the ring in rising escalation, threatening to reach the point of no return… I’m not being dramatic, gentlemen… I’m telling you what is going to happen. Since I came back with Wiseman in tow, I have done my best to ensure that SCW avoids what has happened to CWF, WXW, IWC, and countless others. When you can’t control the inmates, the asylum becomes a warzone. Since I came back, I have seen alligators within threatening distance of contracted superstars, live firearms being discharged at opponents, brutal attacks outside the ring… I have seen countless atrocities the likes of which never existed when I was in that ring. Alex and I put each other through hell but we did it in the ring… minus the one time he and his buddies threw me into a car and drove said car over a bridge, but how did you handle that? Anyone remember? No, because your predecessors knew how to punish.

Jacobs: I remember. I was just a junior partner, but didn’t they fine every member for what they did to you?

Wheeler: And then some. Some were suspended, and others were flat out fired. You see, back then, the board of directors had balls. You guys sit on your desks and care only about the numbers, but I tell you this, we are not so far away from this thing getting out of control. Week and a half ago, security let a fan jump the barricade and get into the ring… a little girl. Do you not realize how that makes SCW look? What if that had been someone with a knife? Or perhaps someone a little stronger and faster than a tiny girl? What if that had been someone with a gun? Would a dead superstar on your hands make you assholes wake up to what is happening?

Ingleson: Mr. Wheeler… we understand your point of view entirely. We are investigating the matter. We have police interrogating the security team hired by the Pepsi Center and - -

Wheeler: Fuck your understanding, Drew. I know what your ‘understanding’ gets. Have you read the forums? Have you seen the feedback? Check this out.

Wheeler hit a few buttons, typed a few commands and the nearby wall suddenly came to life with a screen showing the internet page he was addressing.

Wheeler: We live in an age where everything we do has consequences. At Retribution, there was a lot of things happening, easily within our control. A new SCW Champion, new tag team champions, Syren got her ass handed to her in one of the most brutal matches of all time, but this is all in the ring. We can handle this… but what are people talking about?

He clicked on the one link which brought a whole forum up.

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MasterBlaster55: Ok so… Wiseman/Taylor sucked hard. Who was that stupid brat who came into the ring?

BananaSlamma: Watch it be some relative or old girlfriend’s kid. It’s all Ravyn’s idea. Same BS, different day. Wiseman should have known better.

DaChampIsHere: Wiseman should have known that a little girl was going to jump the barricade, get past security, and climb into the ring… you sir are a dumbass.

KidGoku29: Yeah, it’s like the easiest thing to get past the security guards at SCW events. That and getting into Kristen Stewart’s pants.

BananaSlamma: Least I’m not a fukin Jew - -

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Wheeler: I’m just going to skip down for a bit here, it’s like two pages of racial, nazi, Hitler, stuff for a while. Let’s see… gay remarks from a guy whose obviously over compensating… hey Davidson, wanna read that? You might make a friend.

The tone was kidding but the threat was clear and Davidson saw it right away. Wheeler had enough dirt on him to send him to prison for the rest of his life. Not just any prison… Wheeler would send him to the darkest hell he knew. A place that Wheeler had barely survived.

Di’F.

So Davidson kept his mouth shut as Wheeler continued.

Wheeler: Here we go.

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KidGoku: Ok, but anyone else notice how EASY she got in. I mean they didn’t even stop her. So you have to wonder if it was all planned from the get go. You know? What if Ravyn cleared her with the security guards so they knew she was ok to pass through? Just saying that’s a possibility.

MasterBlaster55: Yeah that’s a possibility, but it still means that Ravyn would have planted her there with the sole intention of interfering. Either way, the guards should have stopped her from interfering in the match. I don’t think she was a plant. It’s too obvious. Besides, imagine the backlash if Ravyn actually did. Not just by Wiseman, but by the fact that she admits that she had to cheat to win. She’d never recover from that. No board would give her a title shot, they’d fine her ass until crack of doom, not to mention give Wiseman a rematch where it would be impossible for Ravyn to get any help.

GodIsDead: When was the last time you ever saw something like that happen? Shaun Cruze got HOW many chances at Kelcey Wallace before he finally succeeded? And don’t worry about Wiseman. He’s going to be fed to the HellKat in a few weeks.

MasterBlaster55: Huh?

GodIsDead: Breakdown Card is up. Wiseman is facing Regan Street.

DominateThis: Seriusly?

GodIsDead: Yeah… here’s the link.

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Wheeler: It goes on for a bit on them arguing whether or not Merrick is ready for that sort of challenge, taking on the former World Champion. You know, it’s a really funny thing… they seem divided on the issue. I for one think that Regan Street versus Merrick Wiseman is a long time coming. Ever since she flipped out on him when he was trying to do his job at the Elimination Chamber. I’m sure he hasn’t forgotten that. In fact… I know he hasn’t. Now here’s the thing guys… these are fan boys. MasterBlaster is a guy out in Iowa who I’ve seen post on a lot of different forums. KidGoku is a dude in Japan, and GodIsDead lives right here in New York. This is a problem, guys. Because they are well aware of how easy it is to intervene, and there are people out there, dangerous people, who would love nothing more than that kind of attention. You ever seen a Springsteen concert? How do you think it would go if The Boss had OUR level of security.

Stevenson: Well….

Wheeler: Shut the fuck up, Jack. I’m gonna answer it for ya. He wouldn’t get through one fucking song. And here’s the real kicker. It’s just getting worse. The ante is constantly being raised. The violence is escalating, the stunts are escalating, the very nature of the crimes is escalating. And it’s doing so at an exponential rate. I tell you guys right now that we are not far away from this happening.


He clicked another button and they saw the screen light up with this.


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Wheeler: Not far away guys until we have a corpse on our hands. Then you have SCW sued for everything they have. You think the incident a few years ago was bad. You know the one.

They did.

Wheeler: This is that times about 9. All it takes is one person with a gun or knife, or god knows what else. All they have to do is get through our ‘laxed security and SCW WILL FUCKING DIE! You understand? You get that? Means you’re fired, you’re fired… oh and they do an entire review into every single employee and employer here! If they find anything on any of you in this eventual court case of the century, they will nail you to the wall! There is not one of you who is THAT good at hiding your shit. Trust me, I know.

He sat down in an empty chair, bring a hand to his eyes.

Wheeler: Gentleman, believe it or not, I am trying to protect what we have. That’s why I brought in Wiseman. That is why I have pushed the product in the direction I have. To protect what we have and to make SCW ready for the future. But at every turn, I have to deal with your incompetence and your inability to see what is at stake. It only takes one guys. You want another Michael Maverick? Do you?

He said it. He actually said the name!

For those unaware, Michael Maverick was a big name in the indy scene before he was given a few tryout matches with SCW. They told him he was not ready and he went back to the indy scene but by that point, everyone knew him as an SCW dropout when in reality, he had lost his tryout matches because one of the SCW superstars (in this case it had been Keitaro) had gotten pissed and attacked the match for no reason)… Michael couldn’t get anymore respectable gigs, seen as a wanna be the world over, all because one superstar had decided to take out his anger on an innocent. Maverick took his own life as a result.

Unfortunately, Michael Maverick (real name Michael Vanderfield) was more than a little connected to some of the most influential people in the world. The resulting investigation had not led to SCW’s shut down or even slowing down with the card, but they had found enough dirt on a few choice people, including `several prominent board members.

Wheeler: You think you can handle anything, but let’s say that during the match with Merrick Wiseman, Regan Street is suddenly attacked by some crazed fan who thinks she’s his soul mate and cannot live another moment without her. And before you laugh, is it really Out of the line of questioning that we have some crazed lunatic obsessed with one of our superstars? What if it’s more than onsession… what if we have someone actually …

Davidson: WE GET IT, WHEELER!

Davidson, finally breaking his silence, had buried his head in his hands.

Davidson: And this is why you’re here isn’t it? Order XIII?

Wheeler clicked off the screen with a sigh.

Wheeler: That is why I am here. Yes.

Ingleson: What is Order XIII?

Davidson: It’s where we give him complete control.

Stevenson: WHAT?! How… how is that even possible?

Wheeler: Individually, the board and myself hold enough power to control the booking, the staffing, and the scheduling of SCW. The cards, the employees, the very life blood of SCW itself… It would be under my watch. My decisions would be ratified by you, and O. would be forced to carry them out. Of course, we’d have to be careful. If O. gets one word of this, then the game is up. He would consider you compromised and go into either investigating you or flat out firing you first. Believe me when I say, that is not what you want.

They sat there in stunned silence.

Michaels: And what would you DO with this sort of power, Wheeler? How do we know we’re not solving one problem for another?

Wheeler: You don’t. But at least I am a problem you can deal with.

Ingleson: … I won’t do it.

The board turned to look upon him, sitting there, shaking his head.

Ingleson: You think we’re stupid, Wheeler? We give you that power, and you will push Wiseman exactly where you want him… it would just be a tyrant ruler with his warrior champion just like we had with so many others with the title. Meanwhile, the rest of SCW goes unprotected and unwatched - -

Wheeler: is that any different to what’s going on now? Besides, none of you have a choice.

Wheeler chose this moment to stand, looking down at each and every one of the directors.

Wheeler: Let’s put the cards on the table. I have enough stock to outvote 88 percent of you. To overturn me will require no less than ten votes. Anything less and I win. So that means ten of you will have to vote against me. But before you do, bear this in mind, I have enough on the lot of you to put you all away for the rest of your lives. Should you decide to vote against me, should you decide to make our arrangement public, should I even suspect that you are working with D. against me, I will consider you a threat to SCW and ensure that your… dealings are made public knowledge. Over the years, you all have known that I can do it… So it’s really quite simple. The devil you know… or the ones you don’t.

He let those words sink in before speaking again.

Wheeler: How does the board vote?



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A few days Before First Breakdown of April 2014

[/color=white]Supreme Championship Wrestling Involving in Class Action Lawsuit – Issues Fines to Several parties, including its own Superstars![/color]

The paper screamed the headline with the boldest print that Merrick had ever seen. As he stood there in line at the grocery store, he could not take his eyes off the paper. And yet, only one thing kept repeating itself in his head.

What is he up to?

Wiseman picked up the paper, adding it to the pile of food and drink that he had picked up for dinner. He had promised a fine dinner for his father, Ken, and his sister, Anna. Of course, Merrick (or rather Jessie Jamison) was anything but a gourmet chef. The most complicated thing he ever made was during Thanksgiving and he had burned the stuffing. Still, he was more than willing to try and he would continue to try.

Today was going to be special. He was going to make a great meal for them, but now his mind was on the paper. He would not get a chance to really read it until much later in the night. Before that, he had attempted to make a glazed ham with scalloped potatoes and a nice risotto.

He ended up having to make peanut butter and jam sandwhiches instead.

Anna: Least you make a mean sandwhich, brother.

He smiled at that, though his mind kept going back to what awaited him in SCW. He really had no clue. Not a single damn clue, and it really was pissing him off.

Anna: You ok, Jessie?

He put down the half of what was his third sandwhich with a shake of his head.

Anna: Problems at work?

Ken, whom had been made aware of Jessie’s double life by his ever worrying sister chose this moment to speak.

Ken: Fighting a dangerous woman in a few days. I would be worried too.

He meant it not in offense, but rather in care.

Wiseman: It isn’t that. I can handle Regan win or loss. I’m not there to be a champion.

Ken: Don’t you want to be?

Jessie looked up to his father (in more ways than one), and his question was valid. The love of a father who gave everything he could to his son had established such a powerful bond that Jessie allowed himself to answer completely honestly to the question.

Wiseman: Yes. Very much so. I’d love to be a champion of the United States or even the world, but of a world where it actually MEANS something other than who you screwed over. And now… hang on.

He walked over and grabbed the paper, handing it to his father.

Wiseman: I can’t make heads or tails about this.

Ken: Supreme Championship Wrestling is levelling a series of fines against the Pepsi Center in Denver, Colorado for breach of contract, negligence resulting in bodily harm, and for reckless endangerment citing the most recent pay per view, Retribution, as the inciting incident. During one of their matches featuring Merrick Wiseman and Ravyn Taylor, a young girl, now revealed to be named ‘Juno’ and rumoured to be Ravyn’s daughter…

Wiseman: Daughter?!

Ken: That’s what it says. Daughter…

Wiseman: Ravyn had a kid…

He thought back to that match, the little girl clutching the fallen Ravyn, her eyes almost pleading with Merrick to stop the attack. He had thought since that it was just a ploy… but was it? Or was it a little girl desperately trying to protect her mother. If that were the case… was the law THAT black and white to punish HER when she had the noblest of intentions or IF she did for that matter.

Wiseman: So they’re suing the center for not having proper security measures. Least that’s something.

Ken: And they are filing grievances against Ravyn.

Wiseman: What?!

Ken: Yeah. There’s enough evidence to suggest that she may have planted a non contracted individual to interfere with her match. That is currently under investigation, and should it prove true, then she would be charged with contract violation as well as reckless endangerment to both an individual and a company.

Wiseman: … you mean… they are actually punishing her for possibly planning to interfere in the match?

Ken: Looks like they are going to try.

Anna: What does that mean, Jessie?

Wiseman: Wheeler… that son of a… ahem…

He didn’t want to curse in front of his sister, no matter how old she was.

Wiseman: What that means is that my employer, Mr. Wheeler, may have the board now working for him, and he’s punishing them outside the ring and outside the arena for their actions. This… if he plays this right, he can level fines against ANYONE who interferes beyond a certain level. That would be something! No one would dare interfere on grand matches, and those who commit the smaller felonies or the ones who interfere in the smaller matches and would only get a small fine… they can deal with me.

Ken: That sounds like a good plan if you ask me.

Wiseman: Assuming D. lets him do it. I’m sure that O. is aware that Wheeler is pulling the strings. I mean, I figured it out, and O. is a lot more cunning than I am. He knows every nook and cranny of his creation. I don’t see him being left in the dark by Wheeler. Thing is… will he let Wheeler run the show behind the curtain, in the shadows. Or is he gonna put a stop to this?

No one could answer that. Instead, they sat back and went back to eating their dinner, but there was a change in Merrick’s demeanor. He actually laughed. He smiled. The next day, he said goodbye to his beloved family and got back on the plane. He napped on the flight and arrived for Breakdown feeling refreshed and ready. He wanted to believe that SCW was going to change… it would be slow at first, but perhaps, just perhaps… this was what Wheeler had meant by Order XIII… and only time was going to tell if it would actually work.


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The camera fades on and we see the streets of an old road. We see blood on the cobblestone road. We see that fade to a paper crumbled against the wall. On it reads the headline… Supreme Championship Wrestling Files Several Lawsuits Against - -… but that is all we see beyond the folds. The rain starts to pour as the thunder roars. We then sitting underneath a protected part of an alley is Merrick Wiseman himself. He does not have his guns nor his hat, but he still sports his trademark mask.

Wiseman: You’ve all read it, I’m sure. Supreme Championship Wrestling has taken a step. A small one, but a necessary one. Does it worry you, superstars of SCW? Do you honestly feel that little prick at the back of your necks, knowing that this could be a trend? Hmm? Let me tell you something… you have every reason to be nervous. Because where one man cannot, an army will. This is the beginning, and if you are a superstar like Ravyn Taylor or any of the Streets… It’s put up or shut up time, because there will be consequences to what you do from here on out… and oh yes, there will be blood.

He looks to the camera with a fire in his eyes.

Wiseman: Regan Street… you probably don’t even remember this, but during the Elimination Chamber, there was a man who tried to ruin the chances of a few women over their choice to have ‘elective surgery’. Now… I would assume that includes you, but even if it doesn’t could you have really lived with yourself, knowing that you got robbed of the chance to PROVE your superiority over a technicality? Are ALL the Streets THAT petty? Or are you the good one? Is the HellKat the good one? Well I stepped in, virtual unknown at the time, but I stepped in and sent Kayl packing. I kept him from trying to harm you. I kept you from wasting your energy trying to harm him. And what did you do? Hmm? That’s right, you sucker punched him in the face. And how did the Chamber turn out for you? Moreover, how did Retribution turn out for you?

To the surprise of a few watchers no doubt, Wiseman pulls a cigarette out of his pocket, lights it and takes a few hits.

Wiseman: You ungrateful bitch. You know that is what kills me about women in SCW. The men I can at least figure out. Guys like Auclair, they sucker punch and attack because they don’t have the stones to do it to someone’s face man to man. And when they are forced to take on one on one, they get exposed as the cowards they are. Doubt me? Look what happened when I took on Matt Auclair. But women… I seem to be facing a lot of them lately. Syren, Taylor, You… Lost the last three matches I have had because of women. And you know something… that’s made me a little mad.

He exhales a puff of smoke cranking his neck.

Wiseman: It makes me mad because I don’t care about losing. I can live with being beaten, something most superstars have a problem with. Shaun Cruze… the new SCW Champion has dealt with losing most of his career, but on one very special night, he has immortalized his name as not only the SCW Champion but the man who, alongside you I guess, ended the perfect streak of Kelcey Wallace… Bravo, Regan… bra-fucking-vo.

He claps a bit at that slowly.

Wiseman: But what now? You get ANOTHER chance at the title? We get to watch the same BS again? That what is going on? That what you’re looking forward to? Well, see here’s the thing. I’m kinda not the least bit interested in your pissant wants. I don’t care what you think you’re entitled to. Truth be told, I don’t even give a fuck what you’ve done really other than what concerns me, because Ravyn… ugh… Regan. Fuck…

He takes another hit of the smoke trying to calm his nerves.

Wiseman: Goddamnit…

He takes another.

Wiseman: Ok, cut it. Just fucking cut it. Enough with the rain guys. I just wanna talk.

The rain stops and Merrick leans against the wall more casually.

Wiseman: Listen carefully, Regan. My mind is not focused on you right now. Yeah, you punched me in the fucking face. That was a dick move, but over all… you’re just a bitch on the rag 24/7. Yeah, I said it. HellKat must be French for constant bitch attacks, because that is what you do. Doesn’t speak volumes to me, but I don’t have the time to punish you for anything right now, although, pretty sure there is a list of things you have done I could use. Thing is, I don’t give a crap. Beating you, yeah fine… could be good for me. You beating me? Who cares. You’re a former champion of the world. I haven’t had a single title shot since I got here. You’re focused on Shaun. I’m focused on Ravyn, and you know why. You’ve faced that bitch before. So forgive me, if I don’t really give a damn about our match. Except for one small regard.

He cracks his knuckles and cranks his neck.

Wiseman: Let’s call it therapy… or you can call it tunnel vision for all I care. This is much needed purging of aggression. Way I see it, I need to make a point, because A) SCW is going to be changing over the next little while and more importantly, B)…. I’M FUCKING PISSED OFF!

He flicks the cigarette away.

Wiseman: SO I am just going to talk to you for a second about what I think about our match. You want to face Cruze again. You want another shot. I want Ravyn and I want her before the pay per view because I am not wasting any more time on her than I have to. And that bitch isn’t set for justice. She is set for just for punishment. Mark my words, Ravyn… FUCK! REGAN, that bitch Ravyn is going to pay. So let’s get this match going and leave it at that. Don’t make me have to deal with you anymore than I have to. You don’t want it. TRUST ME! Because Regan, I have one last thing to say with this NEW SCW going on…

He leans towards the camera with a smile.

Wiseman: You are after the World title, and guess what… as of right now… SO AM I!

The camera fades to that smile.
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