Post by Hayabusa on Aug 13, 2010 22:58:07 GMT -5
As the finish of the Main Event for the Deathmatch championship comes to the end and the winner is announced. The fans cheer and clap by the performance of all three athletes putting there bodies and career on the line. As the winner celebrates in the ring the arena lights go out bathing everything in darkness.
Big Al:Um What the hell is going on? I thought we paid the stadium its fee for use of the building and stuff? Um Collins did you keep the money for yourself and your addiction to internet porn?
Collins:I don't know what your talking about Al and no! I did not keep the money for my addiction...hey wait I don't have an addiction to internet porn I don't even like it. I am just as perplexed as you Al. I can only imagine what is going through the Champions mind as he was celebrating a well deserved win over two superstars. No man should be ashamed by the outcome as they gave there all.
The Arena stays dark the people in seats are murmuring and whispering amongst themselves as stage hands run around trying to get the lights to work but having no success. A cold dark chill begins to cycle throughout the arena. The fans all begin to hug themselves as they rub there arms to keep warm. Collins and Al mumble about the arena getting colder all of a sudden. The fans and the announcers as well as the Fighty fighty persons in the ring continue to wonder why it is so cold when an eerie chime begins to play throughout the arena. It is followed shortly by a violin which leads into a hard and heavy drum beat. The whole arena wonders what is going on as the coldness in the arena begins to disapate as the words Nightmare blare throughout the arena which follows with the titan tron coming to life as the first words of the song kick in
The Titan Tron comes to life and you see the same man from the other promos in the Devils mask with the wild blue hair and his Gi. Behind him in the backdrop appears to be an old operating table that contains leather straps that are used to hold people down. The room where he stands is also cold, dark, damp, and reminiscent of an old insane asylum. The bricks are an old grey color with what appears to be faint traces of dried blood splattered all over. The man stands there for a few minutes before he claps his hands excitedly. You see the cold metal door open up as two men in white suit coats are seen wheeling in a stretcher that contains a body on it.
You are unable to make out who is on the stretcher as a white sheet covers the person hiding his appearnce from all. The masked man makes his way over to the person under the sheet and is seen stroking where the head is in an almost lovingly way the next part of the song kicks in and is playing in the background
The man nods to the two big men and they start to wheel this stretcher toward the metal table with leather straps the music plays in the background as the men get to the table and then turn the stretcher so that the legs face down and the head faces up. The men move to the front and bottom of the stretcher and begin to wrap there big hands around the top and bottom of the person who is still under the sheet. They easily lift him off the stretcher laying him on the table. The masked man smiles as he lifts up the right corner of the sheet revealing a black cowboy boot that is covered up by a pair of blue jeans. The masked man takes the leather strap and lifts the leg up enough to slide the leather strap under before laying the leg back down and slipping the leather through the clasps and pulls it tight. You here the cinch sound as the leather strap is tighten. The man walks over to the other side and removes that part of the sheet revealing yet again a black cowboy boot that is covered up by the pant leg of a pair of blue jeans. The continues to play in the back ground as the feet of the man begin to come alive and kick as the second strap is attached and tightened.
(Break)
Big Al:Um I don't know what to think or what to say as I neither find this disturbing or exciting. Whatever this is about needs to hurry and get over with so we can watch our main event winner celebrate his victory even if he wasn't the better man tonight.
Collins:You now Al for once I could almost agree with you but unlike you I am curious to see where this is going as I am sure its bound to pick up soon. If it is playing off what we have seen you know as well as me that we are in for a ride.
The man is seen rolling up the sheet as the two bigger men are now holding down the person by the shoulders. You make out the dark blue jeans that is kept on by a brass belt that has an eagle on the buckle tucked into the jeans you make out what appears to be a white shirt. As the sheet is taken up higher you see that the shirt is sleeveless and otherwise known as a wife beater. You can see scars of various degrees under the armpits and as the man grabs the left arm with help from one of the big men and places it in the leather strap. You notice that this arm is heavily scarred with deep gouges, burn marks, jagged lines. The man is beginning to struggle as he begins to realize what is going on but to no avail as the two big men easily over power him.
The man in the mask is seen walking over to the other side and grabs the right arm which is just as scarred and burned as the left arm. It is placed into the leather strap and cinched down tight. The big men let go as the man is seen trying to struggle his muscles in his arm are bulging slightly as he tries to free his arms and legs but to know avail. As the song kicks back in.
The man goes over and finds a hot poker as the man who's tied up continues to try and struggle to get free to no avail. The song continues to play as the man comes near the guy tied down and holds the poker up high in the air before removing the sheet from off the face of the man tied down you find out that it appears to be Hawkeye his face shows the look of fear as he continues to struggle to escape. Hawkeye is seen shaking his head no several times but the man in the mask doesn't listen as he begins to bring the hot poker down apon the arm of Hawkeye who closes his eyes as tears are seen running down you hear the sizzle of flesh and you can see the pain etched in Hawkeye's face.
The man then proceeds to rip open the wife beater exposing the scarred chest of Hawkeye the all too familar tattoo of the bald eagle that holds arrows in one claw and the flags of both Japan and America in the other claw plainly clear for everyone to see. The man walks away and sticks the poker into the fire letting it heat up and get hotter as the song continues.
Collins:I don't know if I can watch any more of this...I think it is clear to everyone that if Hawkeye was behind the SCW thing like rumors say I don't think he would be tied up getting abused by a hot poker fearing for his life. I want to know who is this crazy guy that seems to want us to remember Solid Core Championship Wrestling? What has Solid Core ever done to make it need to be remembered. I never heard of it till this sicko started popping promo pieces. I mean I can not believe that he got Hawkeye...Love him or hate him no man should be forced to be tortured like that.
Big Al:I guess he is getting what he deserves...though I am rather dissapointed that it wasn't Hawkeye I mean it would be one way he could have made himself somewhat important and relevent again. I mean his career is so tainted with decisions he has made that were only to better himself and not the company that he was working for. I don't feel sorry for Hawkeye right now. I think he is getting what he deserves and I guess he being one of the orginal founders of this Solid Core Wrestling should have headed the words of this crazy masked man.
Collins:OH MY GOD LOOK!
[ii]As the song comes to an end the man comes back holding a very red hot poker. You can see the poker is in the shape of a point with the tip and a quarter of the poker so hot that it is beyond orange. Hawkeye is seen with fear in his eyes as his mouth is covered with a ball gag that you did not notice the first time. The man slowly walks over towards Hawkeye the mask hiding what is probably glee on his face as he stops on the right side of Hawkeye facing the camera. He then proceeds to mouth S C W several times over and over before turning the poker over as if it were a writing instrument. Hawkeye is seen shaking his head and trying to scream to stop through the ball gag but to no effect. You can see the look of fear in Hawkeye's face as this masked man brings the poker closer to Hawkeye's body.
The man begins to drive the tip into the flesh of Hawkeye's chest. You see smoke as the flesh begin to burn as the man begins to carve the letter S into the chest of Hawkeye just over his right breast. Hawkeye is seen writhing in pain as tears are seen escaping his eyes. The man drives the hot point into the chest between the breasts and makes a C this again see's Hawkeye writhing and crying. The fans are turning there head as they are finding this a bit disturbing. The man raises the poker off the skin so you see that burned flesh that has been forever marked with an S and a C. The man lowers the poker so it touches the left breast and begins to make a W. The fans all begin to hold there noses as do Collins and Big Al as the smell of burning flesh begins to waft throughout the arena. The smell causes some people to gag and throw up. Others are holding there stomachs trying to prevent from throwing up.
The man smiles as he looks down on his work. Across Hawkeye's chest where the skin has been burned are the letters S C W. The man walks down towards Hawkeye's feet and around so that he stands on the left side of Hawkeye. He claps his hands before you hear his garbled high pitched voice speak.
Man:Well it would seem that you are not getting the message. I told you guys to remember SCW and keep it close to your heart but you failed to get the memo. I tried to be nice with what I did to Greenspark. Really I tried to be nice when sending the message. And Skull you no good piece of trash I figured you of all people would have got the message from the piece I did before your match that you didn't even bother to show up for.
I really did not want to do this...Really I didn't want to have to go to this extreme but if you people don't start remembering SCW and keeping it within you and respecting the legacy that paved the way for every single one of you who are stepping into the wrestling ring current and past. I will end up having to take it to another extreme level. A level that I am sure will get my point across and you will respect and mention SCW in the same breath as you would Gods and Heretics errr wait they were to chicken to keep that so they are going to use Glory and Honor to ride on the back of what SCW created.
You have been warned...heed this message and keep SCW close to your heart remember that if not for SCW a lot of your current superstars would be out of a job and have never been able to make a name for themselves. Remember to keep SCW sacred and not to throw it away like its garbage. I must leave you but before I go I want to show you one more time the masterpiece that I created.
The man turns around and motions to the big men who turn the metal bed before lifting it up which now shows to be not a bed but a metal cross instead. Hawkeye's head hangs down chin in his chest as you can plainly see the letters S C W burned into his flesh. The two big man turn leave as the masked man follows behind them. The camera focuses on what appears to be the lifeless body of Hawkeye; his white wife beater is ripped and hanging his chest is burned with the S C W letters his body is held to the metal cross by just the leather straps. The camera begins to fade to black as SCW begins to flash on the screen. The lights begin to slowly come back on as Shawn, Skull, and James all are still transfixed to the monitor. Skull knowing Hawkeye more so then these two men in the ring has this blank hallow lost look as if he can not believe what he witnessed and the words that he heard.
Collins and AL begin to slowly get there composure and look at each other after watching what the fans in the arena, at home, and the Fighty fighty persons in the ring watched. Al has a smile on his face and Collins looks disgusted by what he seen.
Collins:I don't know what to say...I mean I am almost at a loss of words. That was sickening, vulgur, and something that no living human should have to witness or see. I hope that Hawkeye is able to be found or get free or something. I also hope that he is going to be ok...I mean what kind of man writes on another mans skin with a burning hot poker? That is just insane and almost has no words to describe it.
Big Al:I don't know Collins I think your being a bit of a baby here. I will admit that something like that could be a turn off but WOW! I mean WOW! the legend that is in Hawkeye just got his chest carved out by a hot poker...I mean what more could you ask for. The cancer that was that retired got what he deserved. I only wish someone had done something like that to him earlier. Then maybe they could have killed the cancer sooner. But WOW! I really want to know now who this guy is...
Collins:I am sorry folks that you had to see that but we have to go. So congrats to the champion of the main event and we will see you all next week. Same time, same channel. Good night folks.
The camera slowly fades to black as the GHW logo appears in the lower right hand corner with the copyright sign followed by 2010.[/color]
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Comments, Concerns, Gripes
Big Al:Um What the hell is going on? I thought we paid the stadium its fee for use of the building and stuff? Um Collins did you keep the money for yourself and your addiction to internet porn?
Collins:I don't know what your talking about Al and no! I did not keep the money for my addiction...hey wait I don't have an addiction to internet porn I don't even like it. I am just as perplexed as you Al. I can only imagine what is going through the Champions mind as he was celebrating a well deserved win over two superstars. No man should be ashamed by the outcome as they gave there all.
The Arena stays dark the people in seats are murmuring and whispering amongst themselves as stage hands run around trying to get the lights to work but having no success. A cold dark chill begins to cycle throughout the arena. The fans all begin to hug themselves as they rub there arms to keep warm. Collins and Al mumble about the arena getting colder all of a sudden. The fans and the announcers as well as the Fighty fighty persons in the ring continue to wonder why it is so cold when an eerie chime begins to play throughout the arena. It is followed shortly by a violin which leads into a hard and heavy drum beat. The whole arena wonders what is going on as the coldness in the arena begins to disapate as the words Nightmare blare throughout the arena which follows with the titan tron coming to life as the first words of the song kick in
Now your nightmare comes to life.
Dragged you down below
Down to the devils show
To be his guest forever
Peace of mind is less than never
Hate to twist your mind
But God ain't on your side
An old acquaintance severed
Burn the world your last endeavor
Dragged you down below
Down to the devils show
To be his guest forever
Peace of mind is less than never
Hate to twist your mind
But God ain't on your side
An old acquaintance severed
Burn the world your last endeavor
The Titan Tron comes to life and you see the same man from the other promos in the Devils mask with the wild blue hair and his Gi. Behind him in the backdrop appears to be an old operating table that contains leather straps that are used to hold people down. The room where he stands is also cold, dark, damp, and reminiscent of an old insane asylum. The bricks are an old grey color with what appears to be faint traces of dried blood splattered all over. The man stands there for a few minutes before he claps his hands excitedly. You see the cold metal door open up as two men in white suit coats are seen wheeling in a stretcher that contains a body on it.
You are unable to make out who is on the stretcher as a white sheet covers the person hiding his appearnce from all. The masked man makes his way over to the person under the sheet and is seen stroking where the head is in an almost lovingly way the next part of the song kicks in and is playing in the background
Flesh is burning
You can smell it in the air
Cause men like you have such an easy soul to steal (steal)
So stand in line while they ink numbers in your head
You're now a slave until the end of time here
Nothing stops the madness turning, haunting, yearning pull the trigger
You should have known
The price of evil
And it hurts to know that you belong here
Yeah
Oooooooh
It's your fucking nightmare
While your nightmare comes to life
[/center]You can smell it in the air
Cause men like you have such an easy soul to steal (steal)
So stand in line while they ink numbers in your head
You're now a slave until the end of time here
Nothing stops the madness turning, haunting, yearning pull the trigger
You should have known
The price of evil
And it hurts to know that you belong here
Yeah
Oooooooh
It's your fucking nightmare
While your nightmare comes to life
The man nods to the two big men and they start to wheel this stretcher toward the metal table with leather straps the music plays in the background as the men get to the table and then turn the stretcher so that the legs face down and the head faces up. The men move to the front and bottom of the stretcher and begin to wrap there big hands around the top and bottom of the person who is still under the sheet. They easily lift him off the stretcher laying him on the table. The masked man smiles as he lifts up the right corner of the sheet revealing a black cowboy boot that is covered up by a pair of blue jeans. The masked man takes the leather strap and lifts the leg up enough to slide the leather strap under before laying the leg back down and slipping the leather through the clasps and pulls it tight. You here the cinch sound as the leather strap is tighten. The man walks over to the other side and removes that part of the sheet revealing yet again a black cowboy boot that is covered up by the pant leg of a pair of blue jeans. The continues to play in the back ground as the feet of the man begin to come alive and kick as the second strap is attached and tightened.
Can't wake up in sweat
Cause it ain't over yet
Still dancing with your demons
Victim of your own creation
Beyond the will to fight
Where all that's wrong is right
Where hate don't need a reason
Loathing self-assassination
You've been lied to
Just to rape you of your sight
And now they have the nerve to tell you how to feel (feel)
So sedated as they medicate your brain
And while you slowly go insane they tell ya
"Given with the best intentions, help you with your complications"
You should have known
The price of evil
And it hurts to know that you belong here
Yeah
No one to call
Everybody to fear
Your tragic fate
Is looking so clear
Yeah
Oooooooh
It's your fucking nightmare
[/center]Cause it ain't over yet
Still dancing with your demons
Victim of your own creation
Beyond the will to fight
Where all that's wrong is right
Where hate don't need a reason
Loathing self-assassination
You've been lied to
Just to rape you of your sight
And now they have the nerve to tell you how to feel (feel)
So sedated as they medicate your brain
And while you slowly go insane they tell ya
"Given with the best intentions, help you with your complications"
You should have known
The price of evil
And it hurts to know that you belong here
Yeah
No one to call
Everybody to fear
Your tragic fate
Is looking so clear
Yeah
Oooooooh
It's your fucking nightmare
(Break)
Big Al:Um I don't know what to think or what to say as I neither find this disturbing or exciting. Whatever this is about needs to hurry and get over with so we can watch our main event winner celebrate his victory even if he wasn't the better man tonight.
Collins:You now Al for once I could almost agree with you but unlike you I am curious to see where this is going as I am sure its bound to pick up soon. If it is playing off what we have seen you know as well as me that we are in for a ride.
The man is seen rolling up the sheet as the two bigger men are now holding down the person by the shoulders. You make out the dark blue jeans that is kept on by a brass belt that has an eagle on the buckle tucked into the jeans you make out what appears to be a white shirt. As the sheet is taken up higher you see that the shirt is sleeveless and otherwise known as a wife beater. You can see scars of various degrees under the armpits and as the man grabs the left arm with help from one of the big men and places it in the leather strap. You notice that this arm is heavily scarred with deep gouges, burn marks, jagged lines. The man is beginning to struggle as he begins to realize what is going on but to no avail as the two big men easily over power him.
The man in the mask is seen walking over to the other side and grabs the right arm which is just as scarred and burned as the left arm. It is placed into the leather strap and cinched down tight. The big men let go as the man is seen trying to struggle his muscles in his arm are bulging slightly as he tries to free his arms and legs but to know avail. As the song kicks back in.
(Maniacal laughter)
Fight (Fight! ). not to fail (fail! )
Not to fall (fall! )
Or you'll end up like the others
Die (Die! ), die again (die! )
Drenched in sin (sin! )
With no respect for another
Down(Down! ), feel the fire(fire! )
Feel the hate(hate! )
Your pain is what we desire
Lost (Lost! ), hit the wall (wall! )
Watch you crawl (crawl! )
Such a replaceable liar
And I know you hear their voices
Calling from above
And I know they may seem real
These signals of love
But our life's made up of choices
Some without appeal
They took for granted your soul
And it's ours now to steal
[/center]Fight (Fight! ). not to fail (fail! )
Not to fall (fall! )
Or you'll end up like the others
Die (Die! ), die again (die! )
Drenched in sin (sin! )
With no respect for another
Down(Down! ), feel the fire(fire! )
Feel the hate(hate! )
Your pain is what we desire
Lost (Lost! ), hit the wall (wall! )
Watch you crawl (crawl! )
Such a replaceable liar
And I know you hear their voices
Calling from above
And I know they may seem real
These signals of love
But our life's made up of choices
Some without appeal
They took for granted your soul
And it's ours now to steal
The man goes over and finds a hot poker as the man who's tied up continues to try and struggle to get free to no avail. The song continues to play as the man comes near the guy tied down and holds the poker up high in the air before removing the sheet from off the face of the man tied down you find out that it appears to be Hawkeye his face shows the look of fear as he continues to struggle to escape. Hawkeye is seen shaking his head no several times but the man in the mask doesn't listen as he begins to bring the hot poker down apon the arm of Hawkeye who closes his eyes as tears are seen running down you hear the sizzle of flesh and you can see the pain etched in Hawkeye's face.
The man then proceeds to rip open the wife beater exposing the scarred chest of Hawkeye the all too familar tattoo of the bald eagle that holds arrows in one claw and the flags of both Japan and America in the other claw plainly clear for everyone to see. The man walks away and sticks the poker into the fire letting it heat up and get hotter as the song continues.
As your nightmare comes to life
You should have known
The price of evil
And it hurts to know that you belong here
Yeah
No one to call
Everybody to fear
Your tragic fate
Is looking so clear
Yeah
Oooooooh
It's your fucking nightmare
[/center]You should have known
The price of evil
And it hurts to know that you belong here
Yeah
No one to call
Everybody to fear
Your tragic fate
Is looking so clear
Yeah
Oooooooh
It's your fucking nightmare
Collins:I don't know if I can watch any more of this...I think it is clear to everyone that if Hawkeye was behind the SCW thing like rumors say I don't think he would be tied up getting abused by a hot poker fearing for his life. I want to know who is this crazy guy that seems to want us to remember Solid Core Championship Wrestling? What has Solid Core ever done to make it need to be remembered. I never heard of it till this sicko started popping promo pieces. I mean I can not believe that he got Hawkeye...Love him or hate him no man should be forced to be tortured like that.
Big Al:I guess he is getting what he deserves...though I am rather dissapointed that it wasn't Hawkeye I mean it would be one way he could have made himself somewhat important and relevent again. I mean his career is so tainted with decisions he has made that were only to better himself and not the company that he was working for. I don't feel sorry for Hawkeye right now. I think he is getting what he deserves and I guess he being one of the orginal founders of this Solid Core Wrestling should have headed the words of this crazy masked man.
Collins:OH MY GOD LOOK!
[ii]As the song comes to an end the man comes back holding a very red hot poker. You can see the poker is in the shape of a point with the tip and a quarter of the poker so hot that it is beyond orange. Hawkeye is seen with fear in his eyes as his mouth is covered with a ball gag that you did not notice the first time. The man slowly walks over towards Hawkeye the mask hiding what is probably glee on his face as he stops on the right side of Hawkeye facing the camera. He then proceeds to mouth S C W several times over and over before turning the poker over as if it were a writing instrument. Hawkeye is seen shaking his head and trying to scream to stop through the ball gag but to no effect. You can see the look of fear in Hawkeye's face as this masked man brings the poker closer to Hawkeye's body.
The man begins to drive the tip into the flesh of Hawkeye's chest. You see smoke as the flesh begin to burn as the man begins to carve the letter S into the chest of Hawkeye just over his right breast. Hawkeye is seen writhing in pain as tears are seen escaping his eyes. The man drives the hot point into the chest between the breasts and makes a C this again see's Hawkeye writhing and crying. The fans are turning there head as they are finding this a bit disturbing. The man raises the poker off the skin so you see that burned flesh that has been forever marked with an S and a C. The man lowers the poker so it touches the left breast and begins to make a W. The fans all begin to hold there noses as do Collins and Big Al as the smell of burning flesh begins to waft throughout the arena. The smell causes some people to gag and throw up. Others are holding there stomachs trying to prevent from throwing up.
The man smiles as he looks down on his work. Across Hawkeye's chest where the skin has been burned are the letters S C W. The man walks down towards Hawkeye's feet and around so that he stands on the left side of Hawkeye. He claps his hands before you hear his garbled high pitched voice speak.
Man:Well it would seem that you are not getting the message. I told you guys to remember SCW and keep it close to your heart but you failed to get the memo. I tried to be nice with what I did to Greenspark. Really I tried to be nice when sending the message. And Skull you no good piece of trash I figured you of all people would have got the message from the piece I did before your match that you didn't even bother to show up for.
I really did not want to do this...Really I didn't want to have to go to this extreme but if you people don't start remembering SCW and keeping it within you and respecting the legacy that paved the way for every single one of you who are stepping into the wrestling ring current and past. I will end up having to take it to another extreme level. A level that I am sure will get my point across and you will respect and mention SCW in the same breath as you would Gods and Heretics errr wait they were to chicken to keep that so they are going to use Glory and Honor to ride on the back of what SCW created.
You have been warned...heed this message and keep SCW close to your heart remember that if not for SCW a lot of your current superstars would be out of a job and have never been able to make a name for themselves. Remember to keep SCW sacred and not to throw it away like its garbage. I must leave you but before I go I want to show you one more time the masterpiece that I created.
The man turns around and motions to the big men who turn the metal bed before lifting it up which now shows to be not a bed but a metal cross instead. Hawkeye's head hangs down chin in his chest as you can plainly see the letters S C W burned into his flesh. The two big man turn leave as the masked man follows behind them. The camera focuses on what appears to be the lifeless body of Hawkeye; his white wife beater is ripped and hanging his chest is burned with the S C W letters his body is held to the metal cross by just the leather straps. The camera begins to fade to black as SCW begins to flash on the screen. The lights begin to slowly come back on as Shawn, Skull, and James all are still transfixed to the monitor. Skull knowing Hawkeye more so then these two men in the ring has this blank hallow lost look as if he can not believe what he witnessed and the words that he heard.
Collins and AL begin to slowly get there composure and look at each other after watching what the fans in the arena, at home, and the Fighty fighty persons in the ring watched. Al has a smile on his face and Collins looks disgusted by what he seen.
Collins:I don't know what to say...I mean I am almost at a loss of words. That was sickening, vulgur, and something that no living human should have to witness or see. I hope that Hawkeye is able to be found or get free or something. I also hope that he is going to be ok...I mean what kind of man writes on another mans skin with a burning hot poker? That is just insane and almost has no words to describe it.
Big Al:I don't know Collins I think your being a bit of a baby here. I will admit that something like that could be a turn off but WOW! I mean WOW! the legend that is in Hawkeye just got his chest carved out by a hot poker...I mean what more could you ask for. The cancer that was that retired got what he deserved. I only wish someone had done something like that to him earlier. Then maybe they could have killed the cancer sooner. But WOW! I really want to know now who this guy is...
Collins:I am sorry folks that you had to see that but we have to go. So congrats to the champion of the main event and we will see you all next week. Same time, same channel. Good night folks.
The camera slowly fades to black as the GHW logo appears in the lower right hand corner with the copyright sign followed by 2010.[/color]
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