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 Posted: Wed Jul 22, 2015 11:16 pm
the doors of the St Charles Family Arena are open and the crowd piles in, anxiously awaiting the return of the hometown federation. Waiting in the ring is the owner himself, Drako, a mic in one hand and his signature black metal bat in the other.
"So, we're here. The first Inferno coming from a hiatus. Everyone is clamoring for some wrestling, dying to know what's changed. Who are the champions? Will we get new champions? Let's get to it shall we?"
The crowd cheers.
"So, let's answer the question of champions. You see, I thought about stripping the champions of their titles, but that just didn't seem very fair. Now when every single champion has signed on the line to once again compete here in DHW. You know, though I love being an in ring competitor, I love running my company just as much. And we need an alternative around here. Now, hopefully, I won't have any demons popping up blowing up tour buses and putting people in comas this time. It's about time we get back to what we do best, wrestling."
more cheers interrupt the boss.
"So, since we have our champions, I feel like our first show back needs to see some title defenses. Tonight, every single championship will be on the line. The DHW tag team titles, the Honor title, the Inter-Blaze title, and the DHW Heavyweight championship will all be defended right here tonight. Because every single one of my champions hasn't gotten a chance to prove their worth, to prove that they deserve the championships. Tonight they will. But just who will they defend those titles against? I'm glad you asked...."
(interruptions welcome)
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 9:45 am
"Wait a minute."
A voice could be heard from the back, projected by a microphone, but yet to show his face. However, that would change quickly. The Arena was filled with energy, emotions would be spread throughout the arena from the various people in attendance, as they were waiting and holding their signs up waiting for the show to start, the return show of DHW! As the crowd was being impatient; Heart of Courage by Two Steps from Hell would hit the PA system. Getting a reaction
The fans would look at the entrance ramp as well as listen to the theme of Trent as they would express there opinions which mainly would be boo's, although from certain parts of the arena would be cheers or boo's for the other competitor he would be facing. Trent would come out with a smirk on his face, the fans would be on there feet expecting a great segment whether they liked or disliked the man making his entrance at this time, seeing as he had made history various times as well as, participated in great matches. Trent would walk on the stage with a confident grin smeared on his face. He would have walked to the left side and looked in the crowd than the right side of the stage, and have a devious smile. Trent than began walk to the middle of the stage and raise both arms in the styling that looked like a cross as pyrotechnics spewed out from both left and right sides of the stage. Trent would stay in that position for a few seconds as he progressively lower his hands as the pyrotechnics would stop as the crowd would love it. Trent would than take a stroll down the ramp taking his time and eating up the emotions of the crowd.
Announcer: Introducing at this time. From St Paul Minnesota, weighing in tonight at 216 Pounds, The DHW Heavyweight Champion, TRENT!
Trent kept a straight face as he stopped, not even midway of the ramp as he would look around the arena at the screaming fans. Trent would be wearing the original look. He wore a robe down. Almost everything being blocked except for the black goth pants, his black boots, and his DHW Heavyweight Championship on his shoulder. He looked with a grimace towards the fans, being annoyed by each and every one of those hypocritical pieces of s**t, that they knew they were.
Trent once again continued walking. He made a left turn and got on the stairs climb on step by step, and walked on the apron. Trent would turn around and look at the crowd behind him, looking at the fan signs and the people booing at his presence. Trent for a feint moment, changed that grimace into a smile , as Trent turned around and jumped on top of the turnbuckle. Trent would look around and see the thousands in attendance seeing them mainly booing at him. Trent however, was loving the response to the feedback he had been receiving from the people in attendance. Trent looking as confident as ever, entering the ring here tonight.
Trent with microphone in hand, would begin to get up in the face of Drako, someone he never really had anything against, but at the same time, never had anything good to say about him. Seeing he was placing Trent in a title match on his return, when the last time he was in action he won the DHW Heavyweight Championship, was a tad bit unfair. Trent raised the microphone up to his lips while staying in the face of Drako.
"You know, it's funny. It's hilarious, downright comedic how you expect me to defend my title in the ring against someone who doesn't deserve it as a first show return."
Trent began to break the glance, pacing around the ring as he began to let his emotions mix with his words, making each word that was spat out, like poison.
"Honestly, Drako. If anyone deserves a title shot, if anyone deserves to fight me for the title, I believe that they should earn it. Not ask for one, hounding for one, pleading for one until you finally give in. Because, if a boss were to do that, he would simply be as petty as the superstar that begged."
A grin crossed his face as he felt to his sid a bit of movement on Drako's end. Drako, the boss, someone who doesn't tend to become uneasy, but can do so if there is a shot thrown at his ownership or man card. Just like anyone else, it's a sign of disrespect.
"Although, you did make a good decision. Keeping me as your champion. You know why that is, Drako?"
Trent would say with a louder, more mysterious type of tone letting Drako just sit there in the silence that the rhetorical question left.
"Because I am your money maker, I am your best guy, I am a champion among champions. No one can defeat me, even if they received a title shot. Not anyone in the back, not anyone that is a part of the fans, not you, not ANYONE!"
The final word would be yelled out, as if to show that his emotions were becoming a bit unstable and that with each word he spoke, he was feeling his inner-self was slipping to the outside. With his final word, he would stop pacing, stop thinking, and regain his composure as he would look into the eyes of Drako once again.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 10:12 am
Drako actually laughs at Trent.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, but that was just hilarious. Do you know what happened to the last person to hound me for anything? I kicked his teeth down his throat and then he died the next night. True story. Totally unrelated to the kick but what a coincidence, right? But let me get this right, you're my money maker, huh?"
Drako twirls his bat rather playfully.
"See, anywhere else but here I'd be beating you down with this bat. Since we're here, I get to play a different role. You know what that role is? Your boss. And since you mentioned that I would be petty to hand a superstar a title shot, well, there's a hashtag going around facebook and twitter that I started. Hashtag, team petty. Yeah, I'm the captain of that team, and you will defend the DHW heavyweight championship. And because I captain team petty, I'm not telling you who your opponent is. You get to go in blind. How's that for petty?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 10:20 am
Drako spoke and Trent was disgruntled at this point, but the crowd was loving it. Trent bega making body movements to see the crowd and Drako at the same time as this announcement was made, shaking his head side-to-side violently as if he screwed up.
"Now, wait a second Drako. We can talk about this. You don't need to keep surprises from me, you know I was just joshing you about the whole petty thing! Come on, boss to champion humor."
The Anti-Christ was about to place his hand on the shoulder of Drako but he would have received an intense stare that probably would have marked the end of his championship reign, his career, and probably his teeth.
"Drako, it doesn't have to be this way. I am your champion, it's imperative that I know who I face, it's something that I earned as the rightful champion. In fact, if you tell me, I will take back the whole petty thing."
Trent looked at Drako awaiting a response, not wanting to touch him or anything, and expecting the worst to come if he doesn't accept his little gesture.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 10:25 am
Drako laughs again.
"Oh, Trent, you warm my dark little heart. But no, I like that label. You know, I feel like team petty should be trending worldwide on twitter. I'm starting that."
The Boss points the bat at Trent.
"Here's the deal, you put your foot in your mouth, and now you get to pay the price. You see, I like surprises, because a champion should be prepared at any time, any place, to defend that belt. You want to show you're my money maker. Now's your chance kid. The lights are on bright. You're main eventing Inferno for the first time solo, with the championship that you won from one of the absolute greatest of all time on the line. But I'll tell you this. Your opponent tonight also has a claim to being one of the greatest of all time. I suggest you go get mentally ready. After all, the other champions have title defenses first."
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 10:36 am
I Get Crazy hits the PA and the DHW honor champion steps out in her hoodie with the title on her shoulder, heading for the ring. She walks around the ring and takes up a mic before sliding inside. The music cuts out and she looks at the boss and the heavyweight champion.
"Sorry to break all this up, but Trent isn't the only champion wondering just who they'll be facing tonight. See, I'm your Honor champion, and I've been waiting for competition. Matter of fact....."
Lana looks back at the champion.
"If you have no better idea, he's in the weight class to challenge me. Why don't you let me take on your top champ and put both belts on the line? Unless you're afraid to have a woman as your top champ?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 10:51 am
Another champion has made their way down the ramp and offered a challenge. Trent, obviously would be wearing a smile on his face. Not that he was sexist and knew he could beat a woman, but confident because he knew he could defeat Lana, like he stated before.
"Lana, that sounds like a great idea. Which is why..."
Trent would continue to wear a smile while giving a quick glance to the man in front of him, the boss, Drako who would be eyeing down both competitors.
"I accept."
Well, it seems that Trent knows his opponent for tonight and he knows that he will either lose a title, or gain a new one. Well, secretly, he knew he would be gaining another championship. Lana must have saw the smile in his face, but she ignored it.
Trent extended his hand out to Lana, as if this was the contract signing, the sealing of a deal.
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 10:58 am
Drako intercepts here, putting the bat between the two competitors.
"Hold on a second. While under any other circumstance, I would totally let this happen solely for the potential to laugh my a** off when accepting this challenge bites Trent in the a**, we're going to put a hold on that."
the crowd boos.
"Now, now, I've got my reasons. You see, I've already signed both of your opponents for tonight, but I'll make this deal. If you both retain your titles, then we'll examine this potential match up for our first PPV on this return, Blaze of Glory. Because a double champion could be, how does HHH and Stephanie say, best for business? But first, you both have to prove you deserve to be champion. Winning the title alone isn't good enough."
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 3:27 pm
Then comes Lamb of God's "Still Echoes" as Draze makes his way out from the back to huge pop. As he stops at the top of the ramp he takes a mic out of his back pocket which he places up to his mouth.
"St. Louis! Make some noise if you're glad DHW is back!"
The crowd goes as loud as ever
"You know I am! Whenever it means I'll have some competition, that's always good for me! I've been longing for this day Drako! I've been waiting for some good clean competition with those who are the best of what we've got today. DHW has always brought out the best in people and it's time for it come back full force! I'm 35 years old, I've been wrestling as a pro since I was 16, all over the globe and this place has been a personal favorite company to wrestle for. I mean hell. I gave Drako the idea for the company name and the Inter Blaze Championship. I think that means something good for the place. Now enough about this. Drako, glad you opened the place up again. I missed being here. Now Trent. I will commend you for being the World Champion here. You earned it. But that pompous attitude of yours had better be leaving real soon if you plan on still representing this Federation! Personal advice from me to you bro!"
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 6:11 pm
[The man who can kick the sky] As Up In The Air by 30 Seconds to Mars starts playing. It was a tune the DHW fans were unfamiliar with. A newcomer, perhaps? Oh oh oh oh oh, Whoa
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh, Whoa
Oh oh oh oh oh And there he was, "The man who can kick the sky", Ryan Finn was in the place. A name that no one in the arena knew, but yet they were excited at the sight of some new blood flowing in the business' veins. He had a microphone in his hands and walked down the ramp as he talked to the veterans in the ring. "I'm relatively new to the wrestling business compared to some of you, but you don't need to be in it to know that normally, when you take a chance that could infuriate the man in charge, nothing good really happens."He kept talking as he climbed on the stairs and entered the ring. "Now my apologies Mr. Draze and Mr. Damone, but I feel the urgent need to set the record straight on some remarks made earlier, just because I like to see things being called as they should be and not wrapped in silk.And he turned his attention directly to Trent and Lana. "By the way, you could be shocked by what I'm about to point out, but being champion when a company is taking a break means... Well, simply put, it means nothing." He talked to them as an adult would talk to a a 5 year-old. "What is the point of claiming that a fortress can't be damaged when there's no one to attack it, really? So all the talks about being an unbeatable champion, representing a company, all that pointless yapping from earlier, it changes nothing to the fact that as we speak, you are nothing but paper champions."The crowd was not sure how to react to this. The newbie, calling out two champions at once? Ouch! "So I guess what I'm trying to say here is: stop whining and put your money where your mouth is."Once again, the remark was answered by a "ohh" from the crowd, who wasn't sure if it would infuriate the champions to the point where they would jump on him. "Wait, where are my manners? I'm very sorry. Hello, I am Ryan Finn, the man who can kick the sky."And with a smile, he went for a handshake, hoping someone would, well, shake his hand of course. [RYAN FINN]
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 6:38 pm
Some fast techno plays! and just like that the lights are light blue, with some strobes going on. The Brute Force remix of Blue is playing through the arena.
Just like that at the pause, Ultimo Insano appears at the center of the stage, a blue light on him. The break down happens and Ultimo starts to bounce around the stage, the crowd is confused at first, but with all the dancing they start to get into it. Ultimo starts to strut down the ramp, stopping every now and then to turn to a crowd member and dance near them.
Ultimo dances his way into the ring, up the steps and to the apron. He flips over the ropes into the ring. Not missing a step he continues to dance, making his way around everyone in the ring. Then proceeding to dance to every corner, and every side of the ring.
Suddenly he stops and just slides out of the ring. He dances around ring side, high fiving the fans and interacting with the crowd. Somehow Insano manages to dance his way back up the ramp, and goes backstage. The music stops and the lights go back to normal, leaving everyone in the crowd confused. What was the point to this?
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 6:52 pm
However after about thirty seconds of silence, the lights turn to yellow, Mindfields opens up to a slow rythymic drums. The drums building up slowly. Just as the Japanese sounds start up Jamie Hedro walks up to the stage. He looks around to the crowd, with a total disdained look against these people. He spat down, showing his disrespect to them and started to walk down the ramp. Hedro stepped to the apron, and stepped through the ropes into the ring. First Jamie looked at each man and woman, and put his hands in a praying motion, bowing down. He grabbed a mic, his lowered down and he started talking. Jamie Hedro: The last time I watched Dwagon Honor Wrestling, I saw a Champion get lucky and win their so cawwed Worwd Titre. You see Twent, you are much like the people here in St.Louis. They have a hard time digesting their food, because they have a choking pwobrem. The crowd started to boo, Hedro had made fun of their city just like that! Jamie Hedro: And like you; Lana, a weak woman; Dwako, you don't berong in a wrestring ring; and you Dwaze, you are slow, much like your St.Louis Nads. The crowd was going to boo, but then some of them literally laughed at what they heard. The St.Louis Nads? What an idiot! Jamie Hedro: Howeverw. You, Lyan Finn. Hedro extended his hand, something Finn was patiently waiting for the last few minutes. What a consistent gentleman!
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 7:03 pm
[The man who can kick the sky]
As a hockey fan, the choking remark about St. Louis was funny to Ryan. But out of respect for the people in the arena, he did his best to not laugh or, at least, mask his chuckle with his hand.
Ryan slowly but surely approached his hand, about to accept the handshake from that asian guy with obviously no love for St. Louis.
[RYAN FINN]
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 7:07 pm
Just as Finn extended his hand, Hedro shot his foot up and kicked his hand away! Hedro stepped up to Finn, getting in his face!
Jamie Hedro: But there's a diffewence between "Expert" and "Phowney!" You might craim to be a "Man that Can Kick the Sky" but I'm a man that doesn't throw punches, and I'm a man that will kick your head owff!
The crowd started to heat up, as this is the first sign of fighting so far in the show!
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Posted: Thu Jul 23, 2015 7:21 pm
[The man who can kick the sky]
Ryan kept looking down at his hand as Hedro talked to his face. Then, he looked directly at Jamie and said:
"... Not if I kick yours off first!"
And then, Finn dropped his microphone and went for the first offense, looking to hit his opponent with a Roundhouse Kick.
[RYAN FINN]
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