Post by Aaron Black on Oct 26, 2016 22:26:44 GMT -5
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John Styles vs. The Answer vs. Seth Corin vs. Raiden Sparks vs. Kidd West vs. Titanic
This match is a Macabre Chamber match in which 4 competitors will be locked inside of cells high above the cage and lowered into the match one by one in 5 minute intervals. Two competitors begin the match beneath the pods and will battle all the entering competitors elimination-style until one winner is determined. The winner of this match will receive a world heavyweight championship opportunity at the next PPV.
It is an icy cold dark night, the breeze creating a spine tingling frozen chill as snow lightly falls upon the ground. There appears to be a blizzard in the distance fast approaching, a small figure running towards us in the distance. Dressed in a plaid shirt and carrying a sledgehammer. He slows down and begins to crawl as the camera zooms in on him. It is Kidd West poorly prepared for the harsh Canadian elements. His eyes fixated on a building in the distance, a large building with the windows glowing with light. West coughs loudly and gets up, he starts to run very fatigued, with every step feeling like lifting 500 pounds. West eventually reaches the door and falls against it, slamming very hard he slouches against the door. Breathing fast as his breath steams up before his eyes. The door creaks open and West falls backwards into the main lobby of this mansion. A butler looks at him awkwardly and then shakes his head.
“Kidd West? By god its been years!” shouts the butler “How is young master!” The butler picks him up and carries him into the main sitting room beside the fire. West looks about dazed and confused then opens his mouth to speak.
“I’ve felt better Jasper” West laughs “You still make any of that lovely vegetable soup? I could really go for a bowl right now”
“Yes, young master!” Jasper bows and leaves the room as West leans back in his chair and closes his eyes. He opens them to see Lady Blair admiring the room.
“Oh hello dearest” smiles Lady Blair “Nice place you got here, since you killed Old Man West I guess that makes this place yours? And the West family fortune is yours too I suppose?” she smirks, staring at a portrait of James West on the wall.
Kidd nods and groans “Yep, the family billions are mine Lady Blair… Why so curious?”
Blair scowls at the portrait and walks over to West, che sits beside him and grins “Perhaps we could arrange a deal, we could turn those billions into an investment. We could use that money to establish the revolution we have always dreamed of, our fans could help us cause terror and despair in the world! We could bring terror to GCW with their help!”
West yawns and looks at Blair “Terror and Despair. Kidd West… The Terrorist of GCW, bringing despair and fear to the locker room so all shall kneel before him? I like that idea a lot” West grins rubbing his hands together both for warmth and to show his feeling of cunning. Blair suddenly vanishes as Jasper returns with the soup.
“Who were you talking to Master West?”
“No one Jasper, no one”
28th October West Family Mansion Basement
We return to see West in his Mansion basement, he appears to be setting up a green screen and camera as a few extra people help him, these men are wearing black jumpers and balaclavas with green camouflage cargos. They appear to be carrying weapons like baseball bats and knuckle dusters. West stands before them wearing his signature jacket over his uniform his followers are wearing.
West stands in front of the camera as one of the men raises his thumb and shouts. “ACTION!”
From the screen we see West standing in front of ruins, carrying Count Damien he looks to the camera.
“People of the world, hear the call of your saviour and hardcore messiah Kidd West. I am here today to spread the message. GCW will be in fear of Kidd West and his army of followers the Bourreaux. We will bring about a new face to GCW, a face of fear and a face of terror. We will put an end to the shenanigans of such evils like Owen Hawes and put an end to the forces of good like John Styles” West begins to laugh crazily to himself “We will use our tools of destruction, our bats. To beat in a message for you all, The Executioner is coming, and you made the mistake of being on his Death Row”
The lights suddenly cut out and flicker and suddenly we see West wearing a mask (https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/bc/3b/5e/bc3b5eda6c10ac2ff0aba32b993b4cd9.jpg) He laughs and swings his bat before turning to the camera again and snickers.
“And the first step on my path of destruction? The Chamber match as Macabre Massacre. I will demolish all in my way. John Styles? Mr Irrelevant himself will be further cast into the depths of ruin as I smash his pretty face with my curb stomp. That chamber is a life altering experience, and will be home to such a madman as myself compared to Styles who will never stand a chance against me" West grins and clasps his hands together "Raiden Sparks and Titanic? Go home you two… you won’t ever stand a chance in the chamber against me, Not when I can easily wreak havoc against you two. The Answer? Who cares about The Answer. I wanna know the questions that will be asked. I wanna know how horrified people will be when I turn this chamber into a true Macabre Massacre”
West storms off screen laughing as his men look on at him cheering him on.
West storms up to the main hall where Jasper stands ready and bows to him.
“Jasper, get Lady Sasha prepped for destruction, I want her ready to destroy and wreck the chamber”
Jasper bows and runs off. West looks at Lady Blair who stands before him. She smirks and whispers “Make sure to keep your BBC allies in check, I don’t want my little champ to be betrayed by none other than those closest to him”
West nods “Yes Lady Blair, If I do this tonight. Massey is going to have to watch his back. My new revolution won’t just lay down to him. We may be allies but in when the time comes I will cast aside my biases and beat him mercilessly for his title”
West whips his head back and laughs as the camera begins to fade out
Post by Kenneth Rodman on Oct 31, 2016 1:37:52 GMT -5
The Answer is sitting in the middle a couch, his feet on a glass table. "Yes, the winner of the Chamber match is here. The match hasn't started yet. But we all know who will win! When you have people who are actually scared of me, like Titanic, and legitimate children, like John Styles, you know who's going to win." He places his hands on his chest. "It's me!"
He gets up. "The story of the Answer is a story many would describe as a miracle. These many people are idiots, the scum of the Earth. They don't realize that since day 1, I've been the best in all of wrestling! The best in everything! The real miracle is beating me! Hahaha!" He laughs, falling back on the couch.
"But maybe, just maybe, I'm not good enough. Maybe, with a microscopic shadow of a doubt, I am not good enough to outlast the other five." He ponders for a little bit, and begins to laugh hysterically. "Like that would ever happen!" He yells, still laughing.
He leaves the room he's in, a hotel room, specifically floor 3, room 321. He walks down the stairs. "Now, you may wonder. What do i do to get ready for my big match? Well, lemme tell you. I don't train. I don't need to train! I'm the god damn Answer! That's just as redundant as this quite redundant sentence, yes it is! You will see what I do."
It cuts to him at a nightclub. The Answer is drinking, and partying with some girls. "This gets me pumped up now, this is like training but better, man!" He says. "Let's get it oooon, girl!" He yells to a blonde girl. As the two undress, a short man with curly light brown hair, glasses and a slight beard walks up to the Answer. "Oh my god, it's the Answer! I'm like, your biggest fan!" The man says.
"Hey, my friend. What's your name?" The Answer asks the man.
"I'm Carl, and I have a question. Would you, uhh, uhhhh," he tries to say. He's clearly nervous. "Do you want me to autograph your shirt? What do you want?" Answer says impatiently.
"Wanna fuck?" Carl says. "Sorry, man. I'm straight." The Answer says. Carl begins to scream before the Answer puts him out of his misery by punching him in the face. "Sorry, baby. Let's do this!" The Answer yells back to the now nearly naked blonde girl.
It then cuts to the Answer in the back seat of a taxi. He's clearly very drunk. "Ha... ha... ha... That was fun..." He says.
The final scene goes back to him in his hotel room, sitting on the couch. He's more sober. "So yeah. Who will win the Chamber match, and ultimately, become the GCW champion? The Answer... is me."
Post by Raiden Sparks on Nov 1, 2016 1:57:30 GMT -5
Scene: Titanic is backstage talking to Raiden Sparks. He puts his hand on his friends shoulder, and they have inaudible chatter before Titanic goes in for a big hug on Raiden. "I LOVE YOU MAN." Titanic's voice cracking. "When i come back, they'll see. They'll all see. We'll show them!" Titanic is then seen walking away from Raiden, away from the camera shot. Raiden then shows his face as he walks towards them camera. He is visibly shaken. Backstage interviewer Terry Kohl approaches him with a microphone.
Terry Kohl: "Hi Raiden. The GCW Universe.."
Raiden Sparks: "...Fans. They're fans. They're not a universe. Its the GCW World Heavyweight Title, not the GCW Universal Title. That would be absurd. Continue."
"The fans have been wondering how you and Titanic have been dealing with your loss last Wednesday. We haven't seen or heard from either of you."
Raiden sighs, and looks down at the ground for a second. "We weren't good enough. Plain and simple. The Axis of Anarchy put us in our place, and we wont forget that. Don't you dare think we'll forget that. Electric Ice doesn't forget."
"That seems like a change of tune from past weeks? What's changed?"
"A loss like that can humble you Kohl." Raiden makes eye contact away from Kohl. "Enough about the past." He regains his eye contact with Terry. "Let's talk about the future. The Chamber match for the #1 Contendership for the GCW World Heavyweight Championship."
"Yes! Lets. What's your strategy to win the match?"
"Great question! I'm glad you went to journalism school to ask that question." The fire deep down in Raiden is starting to show again, the clouds of gloom slowly fading. "Ill do what I always do: Believe in myself, kick some ass, and use my two fists. Any man with two fists has a fighting chance! Isn't that right Kohl?"
"..But when my name is called into the Chamber, whether first or last, I'll put my heart and soul into my fists, and end up victorious. I believe that you can only go so long with failure, before you really hit gold. And tonight, when I enter that chamber, it'll be my gold mine. And I'm going to mine the shit out of that gold. I'm going to get my huge pick, and.."
"..And that leads me to my next question Mr. Sparks! Your tag team partner, Titanic, is also in this match. How do you plan on dealing with that situation? Are you going to fight him?"
"Ah Kohl. Don't try and divide us before the match even starts."
"Well you must have given some thought to it! You'll have to deal with it tonight."
"When the time comes, we can deal with it. What I can tell you is I will stand by, and fight by the side of my friend, partner, and brother, until we are the last one's standing. Then, may the better man tonight win between us." Raiden then cheekily mouths: 'Me', and grows a coy smile on his face.
"Final question Mr. Sparks.."
"..Before you ask that question Kohl, I'd like to send an apology to everyone at home. The past few months...I'd like everyone to scratch that from your memory. Not only for my failure in the ring, but for my failure outside of the ring. I let myself get away from what brought me into the wrestling business in the first place..."
"No stupid. The passion, and drive I had going down that ramp to be better than the other guy in the ring. Although, the fans are growing on me." Sparks looks directly into the camera. "Go to www.ElectricIce.com for some t-shirts that will make the ladies sweat, in more place than one" He grins. "And for the ladies, Nikki Rose has a fantastic line of lingerie, all approved, and tested by me of course."
"Pardon me sir, but, you wore the lingerie?"
Raiden Sparks looks shocked. "No! Well...NO! I meant..nevermind." Sparks face-palms softly. "You said you had a final question?"
"I did. What do you think you have, that differentiates you from all of the other competitors inside of the chamber tonight?"
"Besides the fact that I'm a much better dresser...I'd have to say my determination. This chamber match brings a variety of styles. The serial loser Kidd West, the kid who things the world owes him everything Seth Corin.." Sparks whispers to the camera: "..who mind you, has a brother that actually accomplished something here.." Sparks goes back to talking normally. "The Answer, a man with ungodly potential, but can't seem to put much together, my friend Titanic, and the man I will be gunning for most, John Styles. I haven't forgotten about last week. And as I alluded to earlier, I don't forget things. John Styles has another thing coming if he believes he can beat me twice in two weeks, taking away two titles away from my legacy."
"You seemed to be pretty fixated on Mr. Styles."
"God damn right I am Terry. He's opened my eyes to the failure of my ways, and he's going to regret doing that. The Raiden Sparks he saw last week on Vindication is a far cry from what he'll experience tonight. The amount of pain that will shoot through his body as i throw him into the cage again, and again, will all be deserved. I will not only enjoy tearing the title shot from his disgraceful hands, but I'm sure the crowd will love seeing it too. Oh yeah, and I'm sure the cage, and some extreme violence will help with that too."
"Well thank you for your time Mr. Spar.."
Raiden grabs the mic from Terry, and looks directly into the camera. "Barton you may see the antics that I've put up since my arriving here in the GCW and laugh, but when I win this chamber match and go on to face you, I'll wipe that smile off your face. The reason you have that title at all is the fact that you beat me, back in the tournament for the coronation of that title, and put your name on the shortlist to face Shio. My slip up that night in that tournament built your career here in the GCW, and i swear to you, and everyone at home, when I win tonight, I will face you in one months time, and tear down everything you've worked so hard to build. Brick by brick Barton, your empire will fall. And that the GCW World Heavyweight Title will be put on my waist, as my hand is raised. Believe that." Raiden drops the mic and walks to the right of the camera, walking out of the shot.
"Ring is the other way Mr. Sparks..."
"Shut-up Terry!" Raiden is seen walking back through the shot, going the correct way to the ring.
GCW Network Special: Macabre Massacre: All Roads Lead Home.
October 27th, 2016 Montréal–Pierre Elliott Trudeau International Airport Montréal, QB, Canada 12:35AM ::Scene:: The first shots of the Documentary are Cell Phone captured footage of John Styles walking into the boarding area of the Airport, being asked questions by a TMZ reporter.
Reporter: "Mr Styles, What do you think about Barton Massey becoming World Champion just a few hours ago?"
Styles: "Good for him."
"How long do you see his reign lasting?"
"About 6 days."
"You think he'll lose the title at Macabre Massacre?"
"Think? I know he'll lose it. Not only does he have the champions disadvantage of being in a Triple Threat, but he has an even bigger disadvantage due to one of those men being Drew Murdock."
"Are you heading down to New York now to prepare for next week?"
"No...I'm going home."
"Alright man, have a safe flight."
"Oh, and good luck next week."
Styles gives a small grin as to say thank you as the P.A announces...
"Flight 23 to Los Angeles, now boarding at gate 7."
The camera fades to black as Styles approaches the gate to board his flight. LAX Los Angeles, CA 5:45AM
The Camera picks back up 5 hours later in LAX, showing John Styles walking with his luggage to the Parking Bay as he looks to the camera and quietly says:
"Home Sweet Home."
Styles gets into a Cab, followed by the cameraman.
Cab Driver: "Where to?"
"1531 West Gage Ave, Thanks."
Camerman: "John, Where are headed."
"My Parents house...The house I grew up in. It's a small little place in what looks like a nice neighborhood, but the paint can't cover the holes...if you know what I mean."
"Any reason why you're coming here instead of to Albany to prepare for next week?"
"I haven't seen my parents in a while...after next week, if things don't go my way, I might not be seeing them for a long time."
After a half an hour drive from LAX to Southern LA, the cab pulls up outside Styles parents house.
Styles reaches into his pocket, grabs his wallet and pulls out a $50 note and hands it to the driver.
"Keep the change."
Styles and the cameraman both step out of the cab carrying luggage and walk up to the front door of the house.
*Knock* *Knock* *Knock*
"Do you think they'll answer?"
"Haha, My Mom gets excited when someone calls at 2AM, I'm sure she'll be more than happy to answer the door at 6AM."
The sound of chains rattling comes from the other side of the door, within a few seconds it swings open to reveal the person standing behind it...his Mom.
Styles Mom: "JOHN! What are you doing here?"
"Nice to see you too Ma."
The two lean in for a hug, Styles Mother giving him a kiss on the cheeks.
"Come in, Come in."
His mother ushers him and the cameraman into the living room and onto the sofa.
"So...like I asked, What are you doing here?"
"I just came to catch up. It's been so long and after next week it might be even longer."
"Honey...are you sure you want to be in that match? What if something happens to you?"
"Mom, you know me. Wrestling is in my blood, I'm not letting this opportunity slip out of my hands and trust me, something will happen to me. I'm gonna be locked in there with 5 guys who all want to beat the Holy Hell out of me. So that's why I'm here...just in case something really...and I mean really, bad happens."
"How long are you going to stay here sweetie?"
"Just till tomorrow, then We're flying out to New York."
"Well I guess we've got some catching up to do huh?"
Styles and his parents spend the rest of the day exchanging questions for each other...after his heavy sleeping Father wakes up of course.
"Thank you for dropping by, Love, We wish you didn't have to leave so soon."
"Me too, but I've got some things to take care of."
He hugs his parents as he and the cameraman walk to the recently approached cab. As Styles gets into the car and closes the door, his dad walks up to the window, which is being rolled down by John.
Styles Father: "Son...Kick some ass will ya?"
"Haha, You know it dad."
They hug each other through the window before the cab drives off and the camera fades to black once again. Hampton Inn & Suites Hotel Albany, NY October 29th-November 2nd
John Styles hasn't been spotted since entering his room after checking in. It's now 11:30 AM and he is supposed to be at the Arena in just under 3 hours time. His door is locked and he isn't answering his Cell Phone... Times Union Center Albany, NY November 2nd, 2016 6:30PM
Styles has finally shown up at the arena, nobody has seen his face as he was wearing a hoodie, but people could tell it was him as he was carrying his GCW Tag Title and Headed into the Anarchy Club's locker room...where Drew Murdock had been waiting.
Styles is still staying quiet, not allowing anyone into the locker room.
Terry Kohl: "Ladies and Gentlemen...It's time...time for the Macabre Chamber match to determine the #1 Contender for the GCW World Championship."
Beast Jackson: "Oh baby, this is gonna be good. Put your big boy diapers on Terry, I think we're gonna have some spillage out here."
"What the hell?"
The Arena goes pitch black as static plays on the titantron. A womans distorted voice narrates:
"The Resistance" begins to play, it keeps playing right up until the chorus is about to begin but stops abruptly. The same distorted voice now announces...
The chorus now plays and out comes Styles to a huge ovation. He's wearing White Pants and Black boots, an Anarchy Club shirt, a White unzipped hoodie, and a White face mask. He looks almost angelic.
He walks to the chamber slowly.
He removes the hood off his head and looks up at the menacing structure. He rubs his face, which has a look of doubt over it. He slowly turns around and walks back up the aisle. He looks at the titantron, crosses his Heart and quickly turns around and climbs to the top of the chamber.
He walks to the center of the cage and kneels down with his arms stretched out. The fans start chanting "HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT, HOLY SHIT." As Styles slowly rises and takes his spot in a pod.
Styles Music stops, The bell rings.
Howard Finkle: "Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is a Macabre Chamber match, to determine the #1 Contender for the GCW World Championship. Introducing first, from Los Angeles California, weighing in at 205 pounds...
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Andrew Jordan: Anyone checked my app for approval yet?
Feb 7, 2017 12:13:34 GMT -5
Kidd West: We were waiting to see if you would join our discord chat Andrew
Feb 7, 2017 16:30:02 GMT -5
Deleted: hey is chat having trouble
Feb 14, 2017 23:36:14 GMT -5
Deleted: chat? IDK
Feb 15, 2017 10:28:22 GMT -5
bedlam316: Hey. Just wondering am I supposed to start RPing if my profile was moved to the profiles section or do I need to wait to be "debuted" before that?
Feb 18, 2017 11:29:43 GMT -5
Kidd West: I will post up the rp threads tonigh. You can post your rp there whenever you are ready. Can I please bother you to join our Discord? XD discord.gg/Ee8Rbv6 It provides quicker contact with all members of the community
Feb 18, 2017 13:15:05 GMT -5
Kidd West: IF ANYONE CAN SEE THIS, I AM BACK FROM HOLIDAY
Apr 12, 2017 12:32:42 GMT -5
Kidd West: AND THE DEADLINE IS THURSDAY THE 12TH
Apr 12, 2017 12:32:57 GMT -5
stevewolf: Hey guys just wanted to introduce myself and thanks for the chance. I can't wait to get started and have some some fun with y'all.
Apr 16, 2017 18:31:24 GMT -5
Kidd West: Sweet! Will get match threads up tonight Steve. In the mean time come and join our Discord Community if you'd like easy access to the mods and to discuss wrestling content
Apr 17, 2017 10:43:03 GMT -5