Post by Public Enemies on Jul 4, 2011 17:27:39 GMT -5
The CUT SQUAD officially addressed the addition of Nicholas Carson to the group this past Tuesday. But, it wasn't all that inviting:
The generic tune that serves as the theme song of Triumph hits the cheap speakers inside the arena in Brooklyn, marking the start of the show. The fans gathered and seated on the bleachers gives out a loud pop in response, showing how glad they are that the show is finally underway. They wave their signs up over their heads, trying to get the camera catch glimpse of it. If one would see closely, they would obviously laugh out loud ‘cause amongst all the love-hate-scribbled sign, there is one which advertises justin.tv – a well known wrestling stream site.
“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Tuesday Night Triumph, where things are slowly getting intensified as we loom closer and closer to Red, White and Bruised – our next pay-per-view.”
“Things are getting so heated up that we don’t even need Wolverina to grace our show! There’s a lot going on, we’ll get down to business soon since we got a card stacked up with matches of all sorts, and I can’t wait, Fuzzy boy!”
But then, the generic theme soon gets replaced by a widely popular theme – the entrance theme of the one half of the tag champions, Shawn Dreamer. “GOD IS A MAN!” – the first line of the song resonates around the arena as the die-hard GHW fans give out a loud roar, showing their love toward the man coming out. Dreamer, always a fan favourite, doesn’t let the energy of the fans die as he comes out to light within a few seconds – dressed in street clothes – denim jeans and a black GHW t-shirt. Shawn, unlike his usual ever-calm expression, sports a serious look as he walks down the aisle, heading off for the ring. He picks up a microphone from ring side before he slides under the bottom rope, entering the squared circle and situating himself in the centre of the people.
“Dreamer is out there, and from the look of things, he’s not happy at all.”
“Of course he’s not happy – he’s out of the H-Games and I bet he’s losing his partner soon… not Dom, but Kahlan!”
Shoving his free hand down his pocket, Shawn brings the microphone up to his lips with pin-drop silence around him.
“Lately, things haven’t been going right for me. I have been putting on a lot of effort, but yet, I’m always falling short by micrometers every now and then. Now, I wouldn’t go on and point at people for my loss – it’s always wise to blame yourself for stuffs, so that you can strive and improve the next day. Obviously, being kicked out of the H-Games by Nicky Carson wasn’t a thing I expected…”
Shawn lets out a sigh and scratches his head a little before continuing with his rant, stating his displeasures and what not.
“But then, losing to Nicky wasn’t really that heartbreaking. You know how that fuckin’ circus clown rolls, and I seriously don’t mind losing to probably the most devious person out here. But then, there are other things that Nicky is up to… he has been on the headlines, the news and getting a lot of airtime for that. Nicky has been trying to get an all-exclusive VIP pass to our wagon of awesomeness – the Cut Squad.”
This time, the crowd doesn’t show the courtesy of remaining silent; the jeer away, as hard as they can, showing their hatred toward the former Clown Warrior. The Hardcore Prince waits for the crowd to cool down, and once they do, he continues on with his words – speaking of his agenda with Carson.
“Carson, it’s fine and dandy how you want to join the Cut Squad. In fact, I admire your aspiration of joining this epic tag team me and Kahlan has got here. But dude, you aren’t trying to just ride our wagon – you’re trying to outstate me and boot me out of my own thing!”
The face of Shawn takes up a tinge of red, showing how the blood inside him is boiling at an immeasurable temperature.
“I had this little soft spot for you for being from the same company I made a name out of – the Eagle Vision Pro Wrestling – and you simply rub it in by trying to kick my ass out! I don’t know what’s really going on inside that thick brain of yours, but what you’re trying to do is insane. You are being nothing more than a GHW’s version of Kasabian Stalker – trying to sniff every other panty on your way. Nicky boy, it was all cool and stuff till you stood behind that line. It was all cool… and in fact, we would have taken you in with open arms. But then, your ploy of breaking us up totally blew it for you. I, for one, being one half of the Cut Squad simply don’t approve your plea to join us now! Nicky Carson, you won’t get a spot at Cut Squad and that’s exactly WHAT I’ll make sure in the coming weeks!”
The crowd gives out a loud round of cheers – showing how they are behind Dreamer. Shawn takes a round around the squared hell, trying to chalk his next words, before he starts to blurt them over the mic.
“But then Nicky, I’m a man of virtue. I’m a man who would love to settle things in the simplest way, and I would try to do the same in this case too. Even though you make my blood boil every now and then, I would pass my ego tonight and try to solve things up like a man. Nicky, get your ass out here so that we may talk business… RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW!”
The Floridian puts his microphone welded hand by his side and waits for Nicky, before…"Shawn, Shawn, oh my Shawnie Boy."
Nicholas's voice booms out as he steps into full view of the jeering audience. After making a slow walk to the ring, the Maniac Mauler plods up the steps and enters into the ring, his hands held up in a gesture of good will not hostility.
"My friend and EVPW legend, you have got some misconceptions going on here. I am not sure where you are getting this idea that I am trying to kick you out of Cut Squad, because I am not. Why would I do that? You're one half of the tag champs, a hell of a fighter, and a cool dude in my book. I have no desire to kick you out of Cut Squad once I am officially a member. I WANT you to remain a part of us."
Carson paces a little bit, often glancing back at the Hardcore Prince with a vexed eye.
"I think you're paranoid, Shawn. I am not sure what type of relationship you have with Kahlan, but it sure seems like you might want to be more than just friends with her. I think you want to fuck her. I think you love her. And that is where your paranoia stems from. You realize now that someone bigger, stronger, harder, more manly has come along and is a few weeks away from stealing her right out from under you. Dreamer, you had your chance with her and blew it. You had plenty of chances to bed her down, give her a few kids, marry her, and all the things that a man must do with a woman such as that fine young lady. But just because I am better than you in the ring and in the bed, doesn't mean we can't co-exsist. Shit, Shawn, I'll even share her with you on certain occasions, you know, holidays such as Thanksgiving and Christmas, and even on your birthday. You're the one with the major problem in this scenario, not me. I'll gladly stand side by side with you and Kahlan in Cut Squad."
Nicky stops and thinks for a moment, then nods to himself and turns, suddenly getting right in Shawn's face.
"But let the following be a warning: Do not ever make the mistake of comparing me to that shitbag Kasabian Stalker in EVPW again. He is a petty pervert, a small time criminal roaming about in the mob world that I fucking control. He has eyes for every woman and sets his small time plans and never goes any further with them because he is a nutless coward. When I see a woman I want, I take her, either willingly such as Kahlan, or by force such as that Arab girl I - well you know. I only have eyes for one woman and that's Kahlan. So, with all of this now out and in the clear, I have to ask you, can there be a peace between us?"
Carson cautiously extends his hand, even while Dreamer looks at him with obvious dislike and distrust.
“Boys, let’s not get carried away here shall we?”
Kahlan’s voice turn the heads of everyone, including Shawn and Nicholas as Nicky’s extended arm falls and he turns fully to face the ramp. Kahlan, wearing a black GHW T-shirt, the same as the one Shawn is wearing, and blue skinny jeans has a microphone in hand trudging her way down the aisle towards the ring. On her way down Kahlan puts a hand lovingly over her heart.
“Nicholas, I am flattered. You are like the nine-thousand-nine-hundred-and-ninety-ninth person to be trying to hit on me. But I must admit none were so forward shall we say, as you are in their pursuit. I like that. But you trying to belittle my friend Shawn here, that’s a little of a turnoff. You see, you asked Shawn about his relationship with me, let me answer that for you this relationship is strictly business. We are not lovers, I’m not a nympho and sure as hell Shawn isn’t a bitter, hormonal, pathetic little man such as you.”
Nicky doesn’t move when he hears the insult, but the corners of Shawn’s lips curl up just a little. Kahlan finally reaches the steps, climbs them quickly and slips through into the ring through the middle and bottom ropes. She comes up walking around Nicky and goes to stand shoulder to shoulder with Shawn, facing the masked monster.
“Nicholas, if you think somewhere in that little world of yours that I want you back, you’re more delusional than what I already think of you. The only reason we’re talking face to face here right now, is because you’re in the final of the H-Games and I being a girl has always had a soft spot for shiny, glittery things such as our KOTDM title.”
The fans cheer at the mentioning of the KOTDM title, obviously pleased and excited about what it represents and how it comes to be held by one person who goes through hell itself just to lay a hand on it. Kahlan looks around at the new rise in the volume and nods her head coming back to lay her eyes on Nicky.
“This is what I’m talking about Nicky. You ONLY have the chance to get the one thing that would excite everyone including me. That is not even a guarantee. You have an Assassin to beat to win it in the first place. And to be quite frank with you, even though these people genuinely don’t like Santiago, still nobody here wants to see you win that title… including ME. And I am ready to be the heroine here, be the one to sacrifice myself to make sure that you winning at RWB, if that is even going to happen, don’t end up with you having the title.”
Kahlan takes a step further away from Nicky.
“You think I’m trying to use you for my own gain. That is EXACTLY what I’m trying to do here Nikki. I am trying to manipulate you. I say it to your face. I gave you the choice. All you had to do was to say yes, or no. But you, you decide all of the sudden that I am a liar. You want proof of my word. You meet MY condition with a crazy little condition of yours. Well, here is the thing, I don’t trust you either Nikki. I think you’re a liar too. But I have a solution for this. I will meet your conditions starting from this week, but there is one more little thing that needs to be added to the deal. I’m going to ask our GM Smarky, to walk down here and make it official. At RWB if you lose… well you lose; we already know what happens then. But if you win… you win the title for me. Meaning is, if you beat Dominik, I automatically win the KOTDM title. You're fighting instead of me. This way there is no need for you to hand it over. I wouldn’t need to risk my body for that title, you’re my pawn now, you fight… for me. What do you say to that Nick? This is your last chance, make it or break it. If you want to make it, then I suggest you get Smarky down here.”
Kahlan lowers her microphone waiting on Nicky.
With a crack in his otherwise usual manly voice, the Mauler raises his mic up.
Nicholas: I have feelings, Kahlan, and..you...hurt...them.
He scratches his head and doesn't appear to know what to do.
"But even so, you're still fair in my book. I can make you love me. I don't know how yet, but I will. So I guess with that being said, in regards to your offer.............."
He takes a step back and looks Shawn and Kahlan over, then nods at them....................
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"Nah."
With that, he politely steps through the ropes and begins to make his way up the ramp, his ears being filled with the angered screams of Pretty K and the man who will always be just in the "friend" zone with her, Shawny Boy. Half way up, he turns and brings the mic to his face again.
"Kahlan, you need me alot more than I need you now that I think about it. You say you're attracted to gold, well honey, after RWB I'll be wearing the KOTDM title around my waist. You'll love me then, I know you will. But with Dom, you won't get that. You'll be shunned by him, because he is selfish. I'll share it with you, along with my penis. So think on that for awhile and get back to me. I'll wait for you, forever if needbe, because you are worth it despite your mean, cold words to me just a few moments ago. In the meantime, I'll just buy a blue wig and put it on whichever woman I ra- I mean whichever hooker I buy each night. There won't be much of a difference after all. EYYAHAHAHAHA! Love you snukums!"
While Kahlan and Dreamer go berserk inside the ring, Carson disappears to the backstage area, the seeds of his michevious plans now planted. He will wait for them to grow. She will love him someday, even if he has to force her to.
(( I've done away with quote boxes. But, credit is still given to original posters. ))