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 Posted: Sat Jan 04, 2014 11:41 pm
we know how these work. interact in character backstage. There's catering, locker rooms, all that good stuff. This is the start of the backstage area on Inferno 26. I will update this thread each time the cycle changes to wrap things up
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Posted: Fri Jan 17, 2014 6:38 pm
There would be a random backstage interviewer standing next to all three members of The Chosen. Arson looked especially pissed off because all anyone can seem to talk about lately is how Nuke Fusion got the better of this newly formed faction. The interviewer would raise his mic up to Jack and begin speaking.
"Jack, it's a well known fact that everyone in the back is saying that Nuke Fusion has your number, and that you taking a match against him would be career suicide, what do you say to these critics??"
Jack would turn his head to look at this guy, before snatching the mic out of his hand. He would then turn to stand toe to toe with this much smaller man before growling into the microphone.
"Little man, you have 2 seconds to be out of my sight before I erase you from existance!!!"
Terrified, the intern would turn tail and run down the hall, leaving his camera and everything as he exited the sight of The Chosen. Jack would smirk and look over at Trent before saying.
"Geez, you would almost think he was a woman the way he ran...wouldn't you? But we got what we needed, Angel grab that camera and let's go."
Angel would remove the camera from its tripod and out it over his shoulder, following Jack and Trent down the hallway of the backstage area while Jack still clutched the mic. Looking over his shoulder as he walked, Jack would begin to speak again.
"You know, a lot of people seem to confuse me as being in the same league as people like Kal, and maybe that's why Nuke has decided to ignore my challenge to face me at the PPV. Those same people think that the man standing to my left isn't the next Inner Blaze Champion but I assure you that Trent will win tonight and after that I might wait by the tunnel while Jarel and Zarel tear each other apart and then come out and pick up the scraps by cashing in this briefcase. But that's irrelevent, the reason I have this camera is because we are on a God hunt, Nuke is here right now and I am gonna find him and he is either gonna accept the challenge and name the stipulation or his return to DHW is gonna be cut short once me and Trent rip him apart."
Arson would then turn away from the camera, lowering the mic and screaming throughout the backstage area for anyone within 100 feet to hear.
"NUKE.....OH NUKE...COME OUT, COME OUT WHEREVER YOU ARE!!! We just wanna talk buddy, we got a camera and everything, everyone knows how much of a ******** camera hog you are, come on out and show me you aren't a ******** coward that is only good for a hit and run cheap shot."
Jack would continue down the hallway, his screaming would continue and it was apparent who The Chosen wanted, but was he going to show his face is the question.
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 1:29 pm
The fans at home and in the arena watched in anticipation, as The Chosen walked around backstage attempting to lure out the man who had verbally beaten them down the first time they met. While many would assume Nuke would keep away from a potential 3-on-1 beatdown, a shadow crept in to the hallway from a nearby changing room.
Stepping out of the doorway a few feet away from The Chosen was that man himself, Nuke Fusion. But, it looked like he was dressed for action tonight; hands wrapped in cloth and tape, The Uncrowned Champion held a steel chair tightly in his right hand.
The fans in the arena, and most likely those at home as well, cheered loudly as he spoke up.
"So, I heard you guys were looking for me, from a few of my birdied in this place. You really didn't expect me to come unprepared, did you?"
Knocking the steel chair loudly against the wall, he smirked and pointed it towards the group.
"So, tell me boys, what is it I can do for you today?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 18, 2014 7:09 pm
Arson would lock eyes with Nuke, unphased by the chair in his hand only because he knew Nuke was outnumbered and out gunned in this situation. So Jack would have no problem stepping up into the face of The Nuclear God and smiling before turning back to the camera and in an interviewers tone would start grilling Nuke.
"So, now that I have found you let's get this started shall we?"
Arson would then clear his throat before speaking again.
"Ladies and Gentlemen I am here with Nuke Fusion, self proclaimed God and former World Champion in several other federations throughout his illustrious career. But one has to wonder, why is it that all I see when I look at you is a coward? Someone who claims that I don't want to face you, when the reality of it is that you are hiding behind your own legacy, like many others do when they get to the point you have reached in your career. Tell the folks watching at home why it is that you feel the need to resort to cheap hit and run assaults when you claim to be superior to all three of us? And while your at it, Mr. "Nuclear God" tell everyone at home why it is that you have avoided my challenge for the last two weeks, could it be that when you were within a foot of me in the ring you realized that you were in the presence of the future World Champion, flanked by a group of men who are going to unravel the very fiber that holds this place together and rebuild it from the ground up? But we are not unreasonable, I for one, completely understand why you are afraid, and why you walk around with a chair while you share an arena with us. One can't look into the eyes of a group they don't understand without being a little afraid, so I'll give you this opportunity to apologize and leave DHW before Angel here gets the honor of filming the worst beating you have ever took in your entire career!!"
Arson would then hold his mic up to Nuke, fully expecting an apology and a resignation because who would be dumb enough to swing a chair with three men surrounding him?
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 7:27 am
Fusion smirked as he was berated, knowing full well that he could swing that piece of steel in his hand at any point and take out both Arson and Trent with quick shots. But he decided to pull Arson's arm towards him, the microphone a few inches from his mouth.
"If you guys want a match, you've got a match. All I hear spewing from your AIDS infested mouth is absolute s**t, so when you've finished being a complete dipshit and attempting to sound just the somewhat intelligent, I'll remind you that you're nothing but a common brute. I've fought in the ring with the likes of Disciple, Matt Shanahan, Jarel Damone, and even Chrono Clepsydra. There are bigger men than you, and I have floored them all at some point or another. Hell, i've retired men and stepped in to the proverbial Hall of Fame.
So when you stand in front of me pretending to be this big man with an even bigger brain, do you know what I see? I see someone who is attempting to overthrow the true Uncrowned Champion of this place, just because he's scared of what that particular legend may do to him if he ever gets his hands on the World Championship.
I will not even beat around the bush with these statements, I dislike you. Hell, I more than dislike the three of you. What I see in front of me is three men so alike to the late-great 3MB that I'm more than tempted to start calling you McIntrye; but, even then, he was so much more of a pro-wrestler than you could ever aspire to be. See, what i'm saying here - in case your pathetic little minds cannot fathom an of this - is that your time is ticking down, and soon enough Nuke Fusion will be standing at the top of this company once again.
Kicking a**, taking names, dropping bombs. Nuclear ********' bombs. You see, the type of thing you'll find about Nuke Fusion is tha-"
Cutting himself off mid-sentence, Fusion swung his steel chair below the belt of Arson. If the cheap shot got in, he would then expect Trent to come forward, and by all means would be ready to dash him across the head with the weapon he holds in his hand.
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 4:45 pm
As Arson was toe to toe with Nuke, Angel would drop the camera over his shoulder with one hand, while he used his other hand to reach into his pocket and pull out his Samsung Galaxy Note 3 which he would use to quickly send a text.
Angel would raise his head just in time to see his brother get nailed in the wedding tackle with a steel chair, I don't care how big you are a blow to the nuts is gonna bring you to your knees.
The pain sent through Arson's body was enough for him to let out a very audible yell of both pain and frustration, his eyes briefly rolling into the back of his head as he hit his knees and then fell sideways on the ground, clutching what was left of his shattered genitals as he curled up into a ball. Seeing that Jack was in trouble he would motion for Trent to rush Nuke, yelling out:
"Get that piece of s**t...get him!"
Angel would keep the camera on the action, despite Arson being on the ground he had a massive smile on his face for a man who is losing the upper hand with each passing second.
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Posted: Tue Jan 21, 2014 5:30 am
Trent would have not only seen Arson get hit below the belt, but it felt like he was the one receiving it. He would flinch from the hit, but he knew he shouldn't. He knew he should have rushed Nuke, which he would. Trent stepped back slightly attempting to launch a superkick which was actually pretty obvious. Why wouldn't he deliver his finishing maneuver when he had the chance?
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Posted: Tue Jan 21, 2014 1:46 pm
Nuke was ready for the incoming strike, as he was facing Trent's direction. Ducking under the kick, he attempted to rise up with his shoulder and catch Trent's leg to knock him over.
If he was able to do that, he would swing down with the steel chair hard in to the gut of the downed man.
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Posted: Sat Jan 25, 2014 8:11 am
Trent would have missed his finishing maneuver on the enemy known as Nuke. Trent's leg would have been grabbed as Trent was thrown onto the hard cement. He would squirm around for awhile, and stop only to have done it again after a major chair shot straight into the abdominal of Trent
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Posted: Sat Jan 25, 2014 1:22 pm
 Suddenly, before Nuke could unleash anymore fury with the unforgiving steel in his hands. A masked figure had come running in on the scene, up from behind the Nuclear God. The unknown assailant would look to take Nuke down to the floor with thumping forearm to the back his head and neck. If successful the man would continue to ran down forearms, before transitioning to stomps. Hopefully it would work and it would give the others time to jump in on the attack.
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Posted: Sun Jan 26, 2014 10:26 pm
Angel would be filming everything that had transpired, things that would cause most faction leaders to say screw the camera and either fight or pack his crew up and head for the hills. But instead Angel had no intention of doing anything but hold this camera right over Nukes shoulder and it became apparent why when the masked assailant stepped into the view of the camera directly behind The Nuclear God.
Arson would roll over onto his stomach, the ache of having his nuts knocked into his esophagus finally subsiding enough for him to make an attempt to stand by pushing up off the concrete, Nuke was gonna pay for that as no one low blows Arson and gets to walk away without getting a serious beating.
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 10:19 am
Zarel walks in backstage after the brawl with the Chosen. He has a match with the Chosen's leader tonight to prepare for, a man who also has a contract he can cash in at anytime. He makes his way to his bike and throws a leg over it to take a seat. He doesn't start it yet, as he's waiting for someone.
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 10:36 am
The Dragon enters the backstage area as well, not moving nearly as swiftly as he would like. The effects of Shadow's assaults inside the cell clearly took their toll, despite the Dragon's claims earlier. He probably should have raided Shadow's pill case after the cell. He's not as young as he used to be. Finally he comes to the area where Zarel is waiting on his bike. The Dragon has one hand on his neck, one of the areas currently in pain that he can actually reach
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 10:44 am
Zarel looks up at his twin's approach.
"You picked one hell of a time to go picking a fight with someone almost half our age. You may have won in the cell, but you ain't getting any younger and looks to me like Shadow did some damage."
The champion turns at the approach of his twin children, Zarya and Andre.
"Here's who I was really waiting for. Nice job out there."
Zarya: "Thanks, Dad."
Andre: "Would have been nice if I hadn't gotten knocked on my a** immediately after."
Zarel chuckles. "That's part of the game, kid. We get knocked down and we get back up. You're standing and you have your first official match tonight, and a big match next week. Look on the bright. Besides, I'll be paying Arson back later tonight."
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Posted: Thu Apr 03, 2014 10:52 am
as Zarel is talking to the twins, Janelle also joins them. Jarel glances at her briefly but focuses his attention on the younger duo.
Jarel: "The Chosen can wait. Tonight, you're debuting against another debuting team. You need to focus on getting that win. Your last name is Damone. So as to kill any speculation of favortism, you have to work twice as hard for Drako to give you any form of title shot. We all worked together to train you. It's up to you to go out there and wow the crowd."
Janelle: "That being said, next week, you're teaming with me to go against the Chosen and from what I just heard, the boss says the winning team gets a shot at the tag titles. Clearly, that's your first goal here and if you can impress next week the way you did out there tonight, you'll already have your first shot at gold. It would be smart to keep an eye out for the Chosen. Our business with them is just starting."
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