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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2016 12:50 pm
Bad Boy was celebrating with the other four on the corners. He would drop down and walk towards the prone body of Hiro, the officials and EMTs scattering and leaving the ring. Bad points down at Hiro, the crowd booing and not wanting any more damage done to their hero. Reaching into his sport coat inside pocket, he pulls out a white bottle, and twists the cap off to open it. Raising it up high, with the label facing the camera, it appears to be a bottle of Smirnoff ICE! Bad Boy would simply pour the horrible liquor onto the face of Hiro Shin Mozes, whether some landed in his mouth or not wasn't much of a care for him, the humiliation was something he wanted. Some fans who understood drinking games would know this as someone being ICED! He would wait until the bottle was completely empty until he tossed the bottle out of the ring.
Bad Boy would then back up, and leave the spotlight to the new Legacy Champion Freakshow. He was done with the humiliating of Hiro, and done pulling his work from the night. Fiscal Responsibility was running strong, both ICE Championship and Legacy Championships in their hands.
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Posted: Wed Jan 27, 2016 1:00 pm
Quick coughs escaped the Cuban-Jap's destroyed body, still laying there in place with his wounds perhaps being aided by the alcohol unintentionally seeping into him. The fans booing was uncontrollable, at this point, garbage was being tossed into the ring. Beer bottles, bags, food, everything being tossed into the ring as the booing continued, some garbage even hitting Hiro. The former Legacy Champion took it all though, the unintentional garbage, the heat from Fiscal Responsibility, and the overall pain within his body. Why? Because he simply could do nothing else at the moment.
What a disgusting and humiliating display.
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2016 6:05 pm
With the belt now hung over his shoulder the treacherous turns his back on Hiro and looks forward to the titantron. He was struck by his majesty. His grace. CEO and World Heavyweight Champion at the same damn time. As a beer bottle narrowly passes by his head and shatters in the middle of the ring he appears elated. Motioning his friends to follow he slowly dips through the middle ropes out of the ring. It was time to leave Hiro by himself. Where he belonged and where he would always be. Alone. By himself. With no friends. No one who cared about him. An eternal failure.
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Posted: Fri Jan 29, 2016 6:53 pm
Freakshow and his 'Fiscal Responsibility' finally decided to stop partying like 18 year olds on their first night in college, and exited the ring, garbage still hurling towards the group of five while they continued to smile and laugh their way right to the back. Finally, with the new Legacy Champion out of sight, the doctors and refs slid into the ring and instantly went to check on Hiro. The fans had passed their moment of anger and booing and had shifted over to mourning and disappointment. For a year they'd watched Hiro fight, claw, suffer, everything to get to the point of being 'the man' in WWF:G. All of the protecting he tried to do from everyone, crashing down on him. His body was moved from the ring with little help from Hiro himself who still laid there sprawled out, with the breathing patterns of a dying dog. He was transferred from the ring onto the gurney they'd brought out, and slowly but surely he was wheeled from ringside to the ramp.
Deep within, Hiro knew what had happened. He knew that Freakshow had beaten what he prided himself on: His ability to turn his own emotion into a source of energy and power. Once before he'd defeated Salem Croft for the BBW Championship thanks to the power of hate flowing through his veins, giving him the courage, the will power, to fight through a threshold of pain to capture one of wrestling's greatest prizes. However, perhaps there as nothing left but to blame the hate. Hate is what led to this match here tonight. His hate that held in his heart for Freakshow, for over twelve years. He devised a plan with Nuke Fusion to screw over Freakshow and get rid of him permanently. All was going to be well, Hiro would go to the Royal Rumble to easily defend his Legacy Championship and never have to worry about Freakshow rearing his ugly head to drop another racial slur or stack the deck against him once more. However, Freak had proved his point instead, that Hiro was hated by many, and was too insecure stil too overcome it. For years, he was told, but Hiro wouldn't believe it. He thought no one hated himself more than he did. He was wrong.
They began to roll the former Legacy Champion up the ramp, but about half way up, they inexplicably stopped. Hiro had awoken. Doctors and refs surrounded him once more and tried to make him stay calm and remain on the gurney, but he pushed a few away slightly, sitting up with his extremely red, blood filled eyes staring around at fans and workers. He stepped off of the stretcher that was stained with some of the dry blood from his body...and instantly collapsed down to the ground. His legs, for the most part, felt fine. It was his head that caused him to lose his balance. Doctors brought him back up to his feet, and tried to put him back on the gurney, but again, Hiro shoved them off and took a few steps forward, collapsing again to his hands and knees. Once more, a few refs this time pulled him back up...but it was a bad idea. Hiro shoved one away and superkicked another, dropping to the ground as he did so but getting back up on his own power. He trudged to the top of the ramp leaving the shocked crew members behind, before turning back around to look at fans who were now cheering and clapping for the hero who had fallen. The Cuban Jap stared for a long time at the crowd, looking out and seeing quadruple thanks to the concussion he had. Hiro turned and began to head backstage under his own power, alone, as WWF:G Legacy #14 went off the air.
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