Post by EBR on Aug 21, 2013 10:17:50 GMT -5
With the crowd buzzing after his declaration Jedi remains in the ring, waiting for someone of esteemed prestige to step up to the bar he just recently set. After a brief silence which wasn’t long enough to diminish any anticipation, the lights finally dim before coming to complete darkness. The crowd stirs even louder than before.
[/color]Mark Sanction:[/color] And it appears Jedi has a challenger!
Rose:[/color] This is about to get good, no doubt.
Everyone continues to wait in exhilaration, expecting at any moment for an all too familiar theme to hit the speaker system surrounding the Manchester Arena. Seconds begin to add up awkwardly, no music emanating from anything. Apart from the percolating murmurs which begin to escalate within the crowd there’s an eerie and uncomfortable quiet surrounding the pitch black arena.[/color]
Mark Sanction:[/color] I have a bad feeling about this ... and I think we all know what this is ...
Diamond Jack Sabbath:[/color] Yes we certainly do, Mark, It would appear – and keep in mind this the best case scenario – that someone has forgotten to pay the electricity bill. Worst case scenario, of course, is that we are now devoid of power and this is the beginning of the end of society as we know it before it deteriorates completely. But let’s try and stay positive here.
Mark Sanction:[/color] That’s not what I was implying this is.
Diamond Jack Sabbath:[/color] Then one of us is awfully optimistic, if not dangerously naive.
In an effort to better understand what the heck is going on the fans in attendance visibly lift up their cell phones, illuminating tiny dots through the audience.[/color]
Diamond Jack Sabbath:[/color] Okay, now we know it was the first scenario. That’s a relief.
While admittedly it’s a visually attractive spectacle, the flickering lights juxtaposed with the darkness continue to serve as reminder of the “wtf” situation currently taking place. Until it is, that one very distinctive light is seen in the middle of the ring. We’re aware of specific location as it serves as a spotlight of sorts, in particular, highlighting Derrick Jedi and the back of his head.[/color]
Mark Sanction:[/color] It’s behind him.
Noticing the glowing beam Jedi turns around just as the arena lights suddenly return, Bullseye standing in the ring with an iPhone held directly in front of him.[/color]
Bullseye:[/color] Surprise, n*gga!
While Jedi surely knows what’s going on, this proves to be all the distraction that is needed as EBR is able to dash across the ring, unbeknownst to the aforementioned Jedi until he’s ruthlessly hooked in the back of the head and corked into the canvas with his infamous “George Atkinson Lariat”![/color]
Mark Sanction:[/color] God Dammit! How did they get back in here!?
Rose:[/color] I would say I’m surprised, but like everyone else, I’m really not. Not when it involves Rated X.
Down on the mat and clutching at his neck which EBR was clearly trying to dislodge, Jedi is defenceless and open season to the several stomps which land on his downed body by not only EBR and Bullseye, but by Alex Sean and DGX who have since entered the ring to join in on the festivities.[/color]
Mark Sanction:[/color] It’s a damn four-on-one mugging!
Trying to roll over onto his stomach and cover himself up with whatever strength he has left, all Jedi receives for his efforts are boots to his hands before DGX sharply kicks him upside the head, sending him sprawling towards the ropes. In a much unfortunate position with his head involuntarily resting on the bottom rope, EBR curb stomps him in the back of the head, enough force to send his face smashing into the edge of the ring with the rope serving to ricochet his neck, in turn sending it snapping back![/color]
Rose:[/color] It’s disgraceful is what it is. It takes a real skill to do something like this, doesn’t it?
Apparently coordinating the assault Bullseye advises Sean and EBR to bring up the nearly comatose Jedi, to which they oblige because if anything’s been established to this point with their various appearances it’s that Rated X are kind of dicks. With Sean and EBR supporting Jedi and effectively holding him in place, DGX paces back a couple of steps before charging foward, his patented “Breakdown” connecting square with Jedi’s jaw![/color]
Mark Sanction:[/color] Can someone come out here and put an end to this?
As he predictably begins to fall upon impact, Bullseye and EBR catch Jedi before he’s ever able to hit the ground. They essientally use his descending momentum to instead sling his own body forward, right into a Lariat from the rope-rebounding Alex Sean! This time, Jedi hits the mat. With a thud, to boot.[/color]
Mark Sanction:[/color] ... Can someone please come out here and put an end to this?
As if almost on cue several security guards begin to discharge from the backstage area and make a straight beeline towards the ring.[/color]
Mark Sanction:[/color] About time!
DGX brings this to the other three’s attention, Bullseye nodding in acknowledgment before lifting his shirt and bringing a black object out of the waistband of his pants.[/color]
Diamond Jack Sabbath:[/color] Sweet lord it really is true what they say – nope sorry, it’s just a baseball bat.
Once the security begins to reach the ring Bullseye begins wildly swinging the bat through the second and third ropes, causing many of them to think twice about entering. A few of the braver ones attempt to slide in from under the bottom rope, though for their fortitude all they receive are sharp kicks to their head by DGX, or from Sean and EBR if they try another side. And just to be on the safe side? EBR lifts his shirt and removes a second baseball bat from his waistband, stopping any thoughts of a collective blitzkrieg by the security team, if they even had those thoughts. It’s almost like they thought this through or something. :swink:[/color]
Rose:[/color] It’s not that I’m trying to criticise them, they have to protect themselves too ... but I don’t think this security that Perez has hired are really living up to their name, if I’m speaking my mind.
Diamond Jack Sabbath:[/color] You can’t possibly blame them. They saw what happened earlier. They’re probably thinking they’re not getting paid enough for this.
Rose:[/color] Funny, because that’s the same thing Rated X are thinking.
With nothing or anyone in a position to stop them, Alex Sean looks back at the torpid, for lack of a better term, Jedi. He turns to EBR, their conversation able to be picked up by one of the cameras. Presumably one of the ones that wasn’t hurled at the chest of Eddie Kirkham to start the show.[/color]
Alex Sean:[/color] What do we do with Tubby McGoo over here?
EBR looks at the bat in his hand, contemplating it would appear, before he looks back at Jedi and what they’ve already done.[/color]
EBR:[/color] Nah ... we’ll let him be ... in all fairness he did admit my superiority.
Rummaging through his pocket he produces a couple of crumpled up bills which he discards at the body of Jedi, not even looking at him as he walks nearer to the ropes, pointing the bat at the security guards and telling them to clear the way. Alex Sean, by contrast, crouches down and begins to stuff more dollar bills in Jedi’s mouth, a revival of his earlier display.[/color]
Mark Sanction:[/color] So is this just a ... thing now? Rated X, who aren’t even under contract, are going to hijack the show whenever they please?
Politely waiting for Sean to finish Bullseye and EBR exit the ring first once he does, Bullseye antagonistically swinging the bat in the direction at the passive security team who were assigned with removing Rated X from the building. lol cause that clearly worked out.[/color]
Mark Sanction:[/color] And I also want to know how they were able to get in the arena after what they did to start the show, or how they were able to get the hit the lights.
Diamond Jack Sabbath:[/color] I want to know how they navigated through a pitch black arena. My guess? Nightvision goggles, not unlike the ones worn by Buffalo Bill in the Academy Award winning film “Silence of the Lambs”.
Rose:[/color] It’s good to know that’s where your focus is right now.
Diamond Jack Sabbath:[/color] A little levity never hurt anyone. Just saying.
Unaccompanied, Rated X begin to walk up the ramp and to the backstage area, the fact that they’re not officially under contract or members of the XWA serving as little deterrence to them. A camera man tries to jog up beside them, simply receiving a laugh from DGX.[/color]
DGX:[/color] The rest of you shouldn’t go around name dropping us like that. Just not smart.
Being outpaced the camera slides down towards Alex Sean, who also laughs while simultaneously rubbing his thumbs with his finger tips.
C.R.E.A.M.[/color][/center]