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| What is going on here?; Nightmare & Adam Wilson R&R | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 11 2007, 07:31 PM (90 Views) | |
| Steve | Nov 11 2007, 07:31 PM Post #1 |
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The seats in the Coliseo De Puerto Rico are just about at capacity as we enter the scene. It is probably an hour or so before the show and the fans can hardly contain their anxiousness to see FIW superstars in action. Being the hardcore fans they are they pack into the arena early in hopes of getting a glimpse or even a preamble to the nights events. What they do not know is that they are in for just that as suddenly the lights in the coliseum begin to flicker. A few in attendance begin to clap and cheer but the majority just plays it off as some sort of technical difficulty. That is until….. The house lights dim and slowly a set of frosted glass doors are lowered over the wrestlers entrance as a tuxedo clad man makes his way onto the concrete stage with microphone in hand. Suddenly bright white lights kick up behind the doors only to reveal the man on the stage further. He pulls the microphone to his lips as Ladies and Gentlemen by Saliva begins to play over the PA system. The man begins to speak over the opening lyrics of the song. Man: “Ladies and gentlemen please…Would you bring your attention to me?” As the crowd fixes their attention on the man a silhouette appears in the light and the man continues to speak over the lyrics of the song. Man: “For a feast for your eyes to see. An explosion of catastrophe.” At the base of the stairs leading to the isle to the ring, a massive white explosion bursts out startling the crowd. The man again continues to speak over the song as he moves in putting a hand on the door handle covering the entrance. Man: “Like nothing you’ve ever seen before. Watch closely as I open this door. Your jaws will be on the floor. After this you’ll be begging for more.” The man then pulls both doors open and the lights behind the glass dim down as two large spot lights focus in on the entrance and he quickly exits the stage as Ethan Adams clad in his entrance robe is revealed. The superstar steps out onto the concrete stage holding his arms out to his side as the song kicks in. [align=center] Welcome to the show Please come inside Ladies and gentlemen[/align] Ethan steps slowly out toward the steps and explosions erupt from the ring cascading to the steps as he tears his robe off and throws it into the crowd with a thunderous approval from the crowd. One lucky fan sitting isle side grabs the robe as Ethan makes his decent down the steps and slaps hands as he makes his way to the ring. [align=center]Boom Do you want it? Boom Do you need it? Boom Let me hear it Ladies and gentlemen[/align] As Ethan approaches the ring several flash bulbs light up his muscular body as ringside fans snap photos. He then turns to the edge of the ring and leaps up onto the ring apron catching himself with the top ropes. MA: “Now entering the ring from Beverly Hills, California and weighs in at 211 pounds…..’The First Wonder of the World’ Ethan Adams!!!” [align=center]Boom Do you want it? Boom Do you need it?[/align] Adams then sling shots himself over the ropes flipping over and landing on his feet inside the ring as the crowd applauds him and his music dies down and the lights come back to full strength. Fan: ”HIGH SPOT SENSATION!.....WOOOOOOOOOO” Ethan ripples his muscles and smiles out in the direction of the obnoxious fan as he calls for the ring mic from a stage hand who is working on setting up the announce booth. Ethan grabs the microphone from him and turns it over to examine the bottom and then flips a switch turning the microphone on. He then turns it back over and gives it a light tap on top to test if it is on. Ethan then begins to pace around the ring plotting exactly what he is going to say before he says it. Once his thoughts are collected he brings the microphone to his lips and begins to speak. Ethan: ”Its been quite an interesting journey thus far in Full Intensity Wrestling. A lot of highs and lows for ETHAN ADAMS. I’ve made the most of my highs and have overcome the odds even when they were stacked against me.” The crowd remains at a low rumble the whole time Ethan speaks and still so while he takes a moment before continuing on. Ethan: ”Nearly seven weeks ago, most of you, probably watching from home on your television screens witnessed, ETHAN ADAMS achieve the single greatest moment of his career. That moment was single handedly dominating fifteen other opponents. Outlast fifteen of what, FIW considers some of their best.” Ethan paces the ring some more this time reaching up and scratching his head. He begins to look like he has a lot on his mind as the search for words become even more difficult. Ethan: ”ETHAN ADAMS destiny was sealed that night. In the very moment I eliminated, Gabriel from the battle royal, became the Condemned Fetish Holding Cell Champeen, and secured my shot at the Dual Crown Championship at Violence Fetish. ETHAN ADAMS became the hottest commodity in Full Intensity Wrestling history! But still there is something that bothers me, a void if you will.” Adams walks over to the ropes and places his hands over the top rope and crosses them at the wrist. All the while he continues to keep the microphone within speaking distance of his mouth and hangs his head as he is still finding it hard to bring the following words to his lips. Ethan: ”While I, ETHAN ADAMS, am the hottest commodity in FIW history and I am rising to the top of the ladder quicker than most others. I still do not understand managements delay in marketing me as the hottest commodity in FIW history. I would hate for anyone to miss out on an opportunity to profit off me. More importantly I’d hate for me to miss out on profiting on me. Shouldn’t I be rubbing elbows with the who’s who here in FIW? Shouldn’t I be having matches with Crackerjack? Maybe Kiyoshi Nakahata? Hell maybe even a warm up for Violence Fetish with the champ himself, Xtreme Kitten?” Ethan still with his head kind of hung low on and over the ropes begins to rise his head up and shakes it in a confused manner. Ethan: ”Instead the likes of Hutch and Kennedy get released from their nursing homes to relive the dreams that have since passed them. They are the ones stealing ETHAN ADAMS’ spotlight, while I get put in random match after random match, week in and week out.” The High Spot Sensation takes in a deep breath and lets it out in the form of an enormous sigh as he pushes away from the ropes. He then moves to a corner where the camera angle is still good and the fans are still able to admire his well toned body. Ethan: ”Sure I’ve managed to secure another shot at the Fighting Spirit Championship. And sure ETHAN ADAMS has even had a spectacular match with the current Fighting Spirit Champion, Extreme Ninja #2. A match so hard fought there was no decisive winner and the Ninja only retained due to a technicality. But that is not what bothers me….” Adams draws both hands up and rubs his eyes before pushing out of the corner and moves back to pacing toward the center of the ring. Ethan: ”What bothers me is matches like I have this week. Matches with men that don’t deserve to hold my jock, let alone be in the ring with ETHAN ADAMS.” Ethan turns so that he is facing the backstage entrance and begins to speak as if he is speaking to the wrestlers in the back. Ethan: ”For example, Adam ‘The Great White Hype’ Wilson. Who the fuck are you again? Some fucking yard tard, who thinks that he has the ability to hang with ETHAN ADAMS. If you knew what was good for you. Then you would go back home, put on your sweat pants, steal the light bulbs from your dads garage, borrow a couple of your mommies cookie sheets, and then jump around like a fool on the trampoline in their back yard along with your retarded friends.” Ethan is looking quite agitated and begins to pace more rapidly in the center of the ring. Ethan: ”You think you can waltz into FIW and put your nose in other peoples business….more importantly, ETHAN ADAMS business and make a name for yourself. Think again! Think again! By the time I’m done with you tonight your going to wish that you were lying on your mommies couch, playing X-Box and sucking on her tit while recovering after your buddy botched a pile driver onto a cookie sheet full of thumb tacks.” Ethan’s muscles ripple and flex the more he gets worked up and he turns back to the ramp and focuses his energy backstage again. Ethan: ”Just remember when you get hurt tonight that you won’t be able to run inside and cry to mommy. No my friend, you won’t. Once you start crying I’ll just stomp your ass some more and make you cry even harder. You’ll have nightmares about the things ETHAN ADAMS will do to you in this very ring tonight.” Ethan pivots on the balls of his feet just as he is about to pace away from the backstage curtain and a smile draws across his face. Ethan: ”Speaking of nightmares….Don’t think I’ve forgot about you. The perennial hopeful of Full Intensity Wrestling! This guy is so lost with his career that he just places his hopes where ever he can in aspiration of becoming the wrestler he once was. Though unlike, Kennedy and Hutch, Nightmare has toughed it out and has become the veteran that all the rising stars, like ETHAN ADAMS laugh at. Don’t get me wrong! I laugh at Kennedy and Hutch too but more so Nightmare.” Ethan laughs to himself and continues to concentrate on the backstage curtain. Ethan: ”I mean seriously….look at this guy now days. He’s stepping in line for any title shot he can get. In the past two months we’ve seen him battle for the FIW Tag Team championship, the Fighting Spirit Championship, the Ultimate Endurance Championship and bless his little heart…even fought for contendership to the Dual Crown championship. The only two titles that he seems to have left out are the Flycore and the Hellcat championships. But knowing Nightmare he’s probably got a shot next week for the Flycore title and is working on getting a sex change so that he can via for the Hellcat championship.” Ethan steps forward and up onto the bottom rope where he leans out and over the top rope and places his right foot up on the middle rope and his left hand to support himself on the top rope. Ethan: ”Nightmare….What business do you have in the ring with ETHAN ADAMS? You’ve lost the focus that once drove you in this business and have placed yourself in line right after Dragon as one of the most current least successful wrestlers of FIW. What gives you the right to face ETHAN ADAMS? As a matter of fact….” Ethan makes a waiving motion as to beckon someone from backstage. The cameras switch angles frequently to see if someone comes out as Ethan continues to talk. Ethan: ”I’d like either Nightmare or Adam Wilson to come out here and explain to ETHAN ADAMS what business they have in the ring with the man that brings the INTENSITY in Full Intensity Wrestling!” With that Ethan continues to stand on the ropes looking to the backstage curtain in hopes that one of his opponents will answer his challenge to come out to the ring. |
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| Willie | Nov 11 2007, 08:38 PM Post #2 |
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All goes black again if only for a moment, black lights cutting in sharply as the dark purple strobes, as if they were almost constant camera flashes, start up down the walkway, the opening notes of “Before I Forget” rocking our faces. The fans look a little confused to be honest, not really sure what is happening here. [align=center] The music continues to pummel until the first line spewed from Number 8 fades in, giving way to smoke filling the stage, as a light in the shape of the Neverwinter Eye appears in the mist. Nightmare makes his way through the curtain, hood covering his face, the crowd erupting at his new look, and stands there with his eyes firmly locked on the ring, letting the strobes illuminate him and give him a very unnerving, fucking scary look. He starts on his paced walk to the ring, as soon as he reaches within range of the fans he starts tagging their hands, camera flashes washing over him. No matter how loud the fans are, no matter how many pictures are taken of him, though, his focus NEVER breaks from the ring. Once Nightmare arrives ringside he jumps up onto the apron in one fluid motion and climbs the turnbuckle, looking out into the crowd from underneath his hood. [align=center] Nightmare jumps over the ropes, turning as he lands so that he's facing away from his opponent, looking out into the crowd. He throws his hood back, then climbs back up on the ropes, throwing his arms out in a Triple H pose, ROARING proudly to the fans as more purple strobes blaze all over him. [align=center] Finally, Nightmare steps down, turns and faces Ethan Adams, being handed a microphone as he remains in his corner for a moment, looking out to the crowd until they quiet down at which point he raises his mic. Nightmare: "You ask me what gives me the right to face Ethan Adams?" Ethan nods quietly, just waiting, listening to Nightmare speak. Nightmare: "I want to make something abundantly clear to you, considering I expected you to come strolling out here to flex your muscles and sing your own praises, in hope that the guy out there in the front row will give you his number.." Nightmare now points down near Ethan to the front row where indeed a pretty flamboyant-looking fellow accepts the acknowledgement, making the 'phone' handsign and telling Ethan to call him. Nightmare: "You aren't the hottest commodity FIW has ever produced, Ethan, as much as you like to believe you are. Sure, yes, you did win that battle royal, there's absolutely no questioning your ability thanks to that victory. But your arrogance, your absolute and utter egotistical rants every time you touch a microphone are the top reasons why I cannot wait to kick your fucking teeth down your throat on Wednesday." Nightmare walks a little closer to the High Spot Sensation, showing that he's not afraid of the former Fighting Spirit Champion. Nightmare: "See, I was disappointed when you decided to come out here and say what you did about me. It was unfortunate to me that you decided to not lay your arrogance and ego aside to help me eliminate the greater of two evils. It's PATHETIC to me that you decided that the only one you're looking out for is Ethan Adams. Believe me, First Wonder of the World, when the bell rings for that match on Wednesday, I am going to prove to you, however forcefully I have to, I'm going to prove to you what a big fucking MISTAKE you have just made." The Dark Knight now waits for a moment, fixing Ethan with his deep green eyes who is giving him the very same cold stare back, Ethan obviously not too pleased with the berating he's receiving. Nightmare: "You aren't going to be facing the old Nightmare, the Nightmare you were just insulting a few minutes ago. That Nightmare is gone, replaced by what you see before you. And what you see before you is a man that is no longer held down by conscience when it comes to serving the unjust my OWN kind of justice. A man that is no longer held down by morals when it comes to making those who force innocent people to suffer, suffer themselves. It's because of that...that this Wednesday I pledge that I will not allow this match to end until I have sufficiently destroyed you and Adam Wilson to the point where you realize the gravity of your actions, where you beg me for forgiveness for your wrongdoings..nor will I allow this match to end until I listen to YOU, Ethan Adams...scream the way you screamed when you lost the Fighting Spirit Title, to my partner Grant Rice." A few marks in the crowd start up a Revolution chant, as the rest of the crowd lets off a 'ooh, burn' cheer when they hear that, knowing the Fighting Spirit title is a touchy subject to Ethan Adams, especially the way he lost it. Nightmare: "That, my friend, is what gives me the right to face Ethan Adams. It's the fact that I have to face you, I have to destroy you, because it's the only way you're going to see clearly what you have done." Nightmare has now fallen silent, apparently waiting for either Adam Wilson to make his way out or for the High Spot Sensation to respond...will either? |
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| Steve | Nov 11 2007, 10:07 PM Post #3 |
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Ethan stands for a moment giving Nightmare a blank stare. He then closes his eyes and shakes his head a little as to clear all the non sense just spewed at him out of his head. His eyes the pop open and he shakes his head again and blinks his eyes as if he is trying to fight the blabbering out of his head. He then pulls the mic up to his mouth with one hand and with the other begins to make the talking motion. Ethan: ”Blah…blah…blah….blah…..fucking blah!” Ethan shakes his head again and then steps out and around Nightmare’ circling him and the Prince of Pain circles in place to keep his enemy in sight. Ethan: ”Your more delusional than that Drake Love guy. Aren’t you?” Before Nightmare gets a chance to respond, Ethan holds up a hand as to tell him that a response is not needed. He then takes a moment to look Nightmare over and then laughs to himself but really at Nightmare. Ethan: ”The Nightmare I see in front of me is the same Nightmare I’ll be facing later tonight?” Nightmare nods and rubs his fist into the palm of his hand. Ethan: ”And this Nightmare is not the same as the old Nightmare?” Again the Prince of Pain replies, this time vocally but not on the mic. Only the best of lip readers would understand that he says; “That’s right the old Nightmare is gone.”. Ethan: ”Well to be honest with you. I don’t see any difference in the new and the old Nightmare’s.” Ethan turns to the crowd to get their weigh in on the situation and only gets a chant from the crowd that is not what he is expecting. [align=center]”NIIIGHT-MAAREEE!!! KICK…HIS…ASS!!!”[/align] Ethan quickly plugs his ears and attempts to quiet the crowd quickly but Nightmare is right there doing the opposite raising his hands to the air telling them to be louder. After about ten seconds most of the out of shape fans become winded and the chant dies down so that Ethan may continue talking. Ethan: ”As I was saying…..*looks to the crowd in a disapproving manner*What exactly is so different about this Nightmare and the old Nightmare?” Ethan begins to circle Nightmare again looking him over and then finds a spot against the ropes where he can lean and takes a long hard look. Ethan: ”You look the same, act the same, and react the same. Shit I’m starting to think you’re the same.” Adams then steps in toward Nightmare wagging a finger at Nightmare as if he has an idea. Nightmare just shakes his head and looks like he wants to squash Ethan’s head like a grape. Ethan: ”No? Its none of those things I said? It’s the fact you said you aren’t in this for women right?” Ethan stops and scratches his chin for a moment and continues before Nightmare has a chance to interject. Ethan: ”No, no, no…That can’t be it because then you’d just be contradicting yourself when you said you wanted to pay Adam Wilson back for what he did to those defenseless women, like Ash Koopa.” Ethan steps to Nightmare’s side leaning in a bit closer to inspect him. He then bounces backward pointing a finger upward as if he has another idea. Ethan: ”I know. I know. It’s that its not about championships just like you said right?” Nightmare gives a nod as if to agree that championships are not what makes him tick. Ethan however has another idea as he continues to speak. Ethan: ”I almost want to agree with you on that one there, Nightmare. Seeing as how you like to rest on the laurels of your partner’s success. That one is almost believable. But if we were to believe that Nightmare wasn’t about championships then we’d be just as stupid as him.” Ethan takes in a deep breath and steps away before turning his on Nightmare and addressing the crowd as a whole. Ethan: ”I’m sure the rest of you see just as I, ETHAN ADAMS, sees. There is no change to Nightmare except the toughness of his talk. And you know how the saying goes….You may be able to talk the talk. But will you be able to walk after getting in the ring with ETHAN ADAMS. Ethan looks pleased with himself after completely changing the popular saying to make himself look better. Ethan: ”Nightmare you’ve wasted my time. You’ve wasted the fans time.” Those in attendance jeer loudly at Ethan mentioning that Nightmare wasted their time. Ethan: ”You haven’t told me once why you should be in this ring with me tonight. You sound much like those greedy, snot nosed motherfuckers you described earlier. You think that a match with ETHAN ADAMS is a privilege and should just be handed to you on a silver platter.” Ethan shakes his head and scoffs at Nightmare. Ethan: ”Be wary of what you wish for Nightmare. BE WARY!” The two men stare down as cameras watch on from the completion of Ethan’s almost nonsensical rantings in the ring. What will happen next? Will Nightmare reply to Ethan’s nonsense? Will Adam Wilson join the fray? Find out next when someone replies….. |
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| Willie | Nov 13 2007, 04:28 AM Post #4 |
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Ethan: ”Be wary of what you wish for Nightmare. BE WARY!” Nightmare remains silent after the last sentence, the crowd once again urging the purple and black titan to annihilate Ethan Adams as he so deserves, getting the same reaction they got from Adams earlier. The "NIGHTMARE, KICK HIS ASS" chants are becoming so loud now that the Prince of Pain eventually raises his arms..and brings them slowly down, to quiet his legions, to gradually leave nothing but silence in the arena as he looks around and then finally raises his mic. Nightmare: "Ethan, it's funny. I come out here as you requested me to do, I spoke my mind on wrestling you, as you requested me to do...then you sit there, with that dumb grin on your face and you tell me I've wasted your time, and wasted these fans' time. And THEN, you take it one step further by addressing me as if I'm AFRAID of the idea of wrestling you. Moreover, Ethan, I'm excited. I can't fuckin' WAIT until Wednesday, because with every word, every insult you hurl at me...I want to hurt you that much more. I want to make you regret every word you've said that much more." Nightmare's tone, his voice and body language have just suddenly gotten a hell of a lot colder. Nightmare: "I suppose though that I should stroke your ego and kiss your ass for a moment, and tell you why I should be in this ring with you tonight when our three way match goes down." Nightmare shrugs, looking back at his fans who are buzzing impatiently. Nightmare: "It's because I feel that yes, I am good enough to wrestle The High Spot Sensation, that yes, I am capable of defeating The First Wonder of The World.." Ethan starts to smile at all the praise being apparently heaped on him, but the Dark Knight isn't quite done yet, the titan stepping forward until he's face to face with Ethan Adams, showing no fear in the presence of the former FSC. Nightmare: "It's because I feel I should be the one that knocks you off your high-horse and smacks your fuckin' brain back into reality, Ethan. And it's that...well, it's because frankly I feel that it's high time that I show these fans why they've cheered me all these years. It's time that I show them what happens when the unjust, the wrongdoers, the arrogant ones cross the Prince of Pain and threaten my ideals, my morals and my legacy. They all get their comeuppance, one way or another, Ethan, just like you and Adam Wilson will when the bell rings on Wednesday." Now as he talks, he waves his arm out, showing Ethan all of his fans in a flourish. Nightmare: "I swear to the thousands of these fans here, and the millions that will tune in to watch me on television..That I will not stay down for the 10 count, I will not submit, I will not be beaten, instead I will show you two unfortunate souls as forcefully as is necessary exactly who it is you should fear and respect in the hallways and annals of Full Intensity Wrestling. Prepare yourself and be of sound mind and body, Ethan...because your nightmare begins in a few short hours." [align=center] On that emphatic note, The Dark Knight drops his mic in the middle of the ring, still fixing Ethan with that harrowing stare, his dark green orbs filled with intensity and determination as he backpedals toward the ropes, then lets himself out through them, heading up the rampway and disappearing into the back, finally leaving the fans to rock out to Before I Forget...and finally leaving Ethan to chew on his words. |
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