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| Kyle | Jul 20 2010, 03:36 AM Post #1 |
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Without warning the audience is thrust into the life of a FIW superstar outside of the ring. On a side job, Hollywood Chainsaw Massacre are dressed in their best suits, each man proudly showing off his half of the FIW World Tag Team Championships. Photographers point and issue for new poses as the two champions stand in front of a back drop. Flashes go off as multiple pictures are taken at one time. Both men pose with their belts, smiling. Keith wraps an arm around Clay, using his other hand to point directly at his tag team partner as he looks away from Williams with a smug look. The session ceases for a moment to allow the tag team to take a break. They walk off to a portion of the set that is free for them to relax. There's a comfortable sofa against the wall that they both sit on, each taking a drink from their own bottle of water they were just handed. On Keith's lap sits his strap while Clay keeps his over the left shoulder. Keith Williams: "I didn't think it would be so easy, but I have all my opponents playing into my hand. Pyotr is realizing how docile he has become with that ball and chain. Ash Koopa is abandoning the fans, abandoning a part of himself, and in the process focusing entirely on me. The beast inside the Russian will cause him to slip up. Brawn isn't worth a thing when you have no brain." Williams takes a few more gulps of water and sets his bottle down. By this time the other half of Hollywood Chainsaw Massacre has made himself at home. Keith Williams: "Jenny is being especially quiet. Has Mothra got Godzilla's tail? You're being more timid than I thought you would be. After all this time you're still afraid of what I can do to you that no one else can. Everyone you've faced has had remorse for you. I don't pity you, Cyclops, I only wish to destroy you. I ended that disaster of a division called the Whorecats. It's time I finished what I started and end you, Chennault. Your reign will end by my hands. What a treat it'll be to have first dibs on you." Licking his lips Keith savors the thought of manhandling that she/he of a Dual Crown Champion. Keith Williams: "Tin Man. That's a funny little comment, Ashley. The thing you're forgetting, and I don't blame you, because of how hard I hit you, but I'm the CHAIRMAN. Steel is the only metal I deal with, while GOLD is my game. It's amazing how much of a whore you really are. Using the fans and their cheers for your sick game. Now where is your concern for the fan base that got you to where you are? Let's face it, being the Grand Prix Champion isn't why you're facing the rest of us this Sunday. Your name and face are good for marketing as well as merchandise. Like the slut you are you spread your legs for the masses. What's going to happen when you fail again? Will the crowd take you back for using them and abusing them? I'm realistic, Koopa. I used my own abilities to get to where I am, not by being the flavor of the month like you. I go out there every night and show that I'm the best. All you have to show is a mountain of missed opportunities. You've felt the sting of the steel, and when we go at it you'll feel the sting of the stache too." He utters a quick laugh, cockily stroking his mustache. Keith turns to Krueger looking to see if he has something to add about his match at Summer of Sin. |
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| Craig | Jul 20 2010, 06:25 PM Post #2 |
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Krueger indeed has words for his tag team partner, first though Clay takes a moment to show appreciation and applaud Keith for ripping his opposition to shreds. Krueger: “I couldn't agree more Hollywood Playboy. Half the battle is in the mental stakes and you have them all on the back foot already, all you need to do is the other half of the physicality and the Dual Crown is yours! And let's face it, you've been there and got the t-shirt. Soon Hollywood Chainsaw Massacre will be not only World Tag Team Champions but you, Keith, will be the Dual Crown holder once again... the rightful owner of those belts!” Clay measures Keith up for two more titles, one across each shoulder and the Tag Title around his waist? Sounds good to 'Chainsaw'. Krueger: “I mean, just have a look at this…” He pulls out a piece of crisply folded paper, which contains the list of matches to take place this Sunday at Summer of Sin and points to the top four matches. No shock that Clay should focus his attention on the upper card! He begins to go through the participants... Krueger: “Fat. Bland. Dumb. Has-been. Ego. Boring. Back jumper. Delusional. Scared. Look at what we've got to work with here! Is it any wonder that Hollywood Chainsaw Massacre dominate the card and thus the company??? You're in the Main Event as you should be and I'm dealing with Drake Chuff in the next most anticipated match-up. International Championship or Entombment match (whatever) can kiss my educated ass.” Speaking of which... Krueger: “It's just another example of Daisuke Tanaka holding us down, we could have come out of Summer of Sin with the Dual Crown, Tag Team Titles and International Title but oh no, Tanaka chooses Neo vs. Krychek as his marquee match... it's unbelievable. I'm the one rubbing shoulders with the big boys and putting Drake in his place but it's them he rewards. One has done sod all except bury the other and Neo hasn't exactly set the world on fire lately has he?” Clay calms down through breathing, despite agreement from Keith Williams. Krueger: “Anyway, onto Drake. You know Drake was once the baddest man to walk these halls... only that was such a long time ago, I don't think anybody remembers. They all remember me though, smacking him over the head with a steel chair and costing him the chance to compete in the ReVolt Rumble. BANG! BANG! BANG! I'm one of the CHAIRMEN now, I'm one of the men who are both respected and feared by my peers. He says that rage and aggression has been building inside of him, well I say let it out at Summer of Sin because I want to feel it.” For a moment he eyes a steel chair leant up against a far wall behind the photographers, surely ways to use the chair are running through his sharp mind. The Sophisticated Sniper takes a second to consider the possibilities. Krueger: “I want to feel every bit of pent up rage he has, because when he's given his all and he's looking down at me. He's struggling to breathe he's so tired, sweat dripping off his head. I'm gonna get back up and his heart will sink, there will be one moment when he knows he's given all he can give and I'm still standing. I'm the 'Chainsaw', I rip through mettle! He'll crumble before me, the fatigue too much amid the frustration of not being able to put me away. I'll pluck the chair from his hands and he'll be down on his knees begging me to put him out of his misery... and I'll do it too.” Clay straightens his jacket and fixes his tie, he may be planning on ripping into Drake in the ring but out of the ring he remains as fussy as ever. Perhaps that will actually help him when planning on how to dismantle the Milehigh Madman. Krueger: “You've nothing to worry about with Drake, you know that? He's got this big thing about putting me away and then moving onto you as revenge for his snotty little student, but he won't get that far. I'll defeat him at Summer of Sin and put him in his place, then I'll watch you win the Dual Crown Championship and we'll go out on the town to celebrate a historic night for HCM... 4-Life baby!” They bump knuckles and then exclaim that they are put upon as the two Tag Team Champs are called back for more photos... |
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