Post by mikeaheasman on May 27, 2011 16:30:48 GMT -5
Outta Get Me by G'N'R plays at a PCW House Show. The crowd cheer as Nightrain makes his way slowly and methodically down the ramp. The house lights have dimmed right down and the aisle is shining red as is the ring. Nightrain's long black hair is tied up into a plat and his long black leather trench coat slightly drags along the metal ramp-way as he makes his way towards the ring all the time not taking his eyes of the ring ahead. Reaching the end of the aisle he pauses and looks back over his shoulder before stamping his way up the ring steps. Nightrain takes a slow walk halfway along the apron before climbing over the top rope and beckoning the ring crew for a microphone.
“Michael Morrison went to school last week on Rapture. Michael Morrison got his ass kicked last week on Rapture and just like the previous week Trainwreck happened on his ass and unfortunately Michael there was no partner, no friends to save you and just as will happen every time you step into the ring with me 1-2-3 Just Another Trainwreck”
“DUPLO TRAINWRECK” chants ring out around the crowd as Nightrain beckons them on by raising his hand to his right ear. Circling the ring as the crowd gets louder he lowers his hand and once more raises the microphone.
“Slamathon II scars of wrestling cup Nightrain vs Remi vs Armando Paradyse vs Liam Reilly time once again for the Nightrain trophy cabinet to be dusted down rearranged for its new addition my first Scars cup. You see this may well be a four way and Nightrain sure as hell is in there with three other men but lets be honest here for a second those three men are not a Michael Morrison or a Yoshiru Long and Nightrain can hang with the world champion and beat Michael Morrison so in all honesty they don’t have a snowball in hells chance at beating me the most dominating monster in the industry today.
Armando Paradyse stands and speaks to the world about how he respects us Marines and truth be told I am down with that so many punks these days are disrespectful to not only mine but all current and former Marines backgrounds so Armando I return the respect brother. However don’t think for one second that standing there praising the Marines stands you in good stead you see as you rightfully put it Marines are trained to kill and on top of that I am a six foot two three hundred and twenty five pound monster. I have more muscle in my little finger then you have in your entire body and come the four way for the Scars cup at the ppv this weekend I will prove the fact that you respect me correct as I completely disrespectfully destroy you and the other three ass clowns involved in this match.
You believe you are going to hit your crappy little Senton,”
“CRAPPY SENTON!!!! CRAPPY SENTON”
A smile appears on Nightrain's face as he continues what he was saying.
“Come on guys lets not make the guy cry I mean its not his fault that I have the most devastating finisher in the history of this organisation but don’t worry Armando you can lay on your back staring up at the lights dreaming off hitting Nightrain with you Senton finisher all you like after the Trainwreck and the 1-2-3. You want to pin me little man that’s fine but just know this you will die trying and if you ever make it back again you will never be the same again.”
“NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH HEY HEY GOODBYE”
“That being said onto my fellow countryman Liam Reilly the man talks a good fight but that doesn’t mean you fight a good fight Liam. The UK home to some of the toughest sons of bitches in the history of our great business but believe you me they all pale in comparison to me. I am the greatest UK Export in the last twenty years no scratch that off all time. You cant have a PPV without good old Nightrain on it you see the people pay to watch me dominate and kick my opponents ass and Liam Reilly whether you believe it or not deep down you know that simply put your not in my league hell your not even worthy of being my kit man. Do you understand I wouldn’t even trust you to have the ability to wash my gear and bring it to the show let alone pull PPV Ratings but never mind its not like you will be choking for long as it wont take old Nightrain long to wrap up his first Scars cup and spend the rest of my night with my feet up with Mr Jack and Mr Daniels. That being said Reilly is the only way your speed even remotely impacts this match in how it ends because the quicker you are in that ring the quicker you get caught Trainwreck 1-2-3”
“WE WANT TRAINWRECK!! WE WANT TRAINWRECK!!”
“Well guys and girls that’s two on the cards for Slamathon now we move on to the biggest piece of street garbage in this match and most likely the god damn waster that cost me my main event spot for the third ppv in a row. Remi from DNA in fact I would go as far as to say that whole damn faction and there main event ball dropping cost Nightrain the opportunity at Long for third time lucky.
For those of you who don’t watch Rapture every week one where the hell are you your missing the greatest wrestling TV broadcast of all time and two allow me to fill you in. You see ever since my last defeat to Long I have been getting paired up with those DNA losers in six man tags and every time I had Long or a member of that team beat they dropped the ball they would allow someone to split up the pin cover or tag themselves in and wind up getting beat. It is down to them that for two weeks in a three weeks in a row I hit trainwrecks on one of the following Long and Morrison to name but a few each time DNA weren’t there watching my back and the cover got interrupted each time it was one of those Gothic wannabes that cost us the match hence meaning I am in the first not last match of this ppv but Remi make no mistake when all the dust settles at Slamathon I wont have to worry about you stuffing up my destiny any longer. After Slamathon not only will you not have a scars cup victory but your career Remi will be on life support as from the warped disturbed psyche of this six foot monster I will pull something vile and sadistic and nail you with it with every fibre of my being. Remi I am planning on not only winning the Scars of wrestling cup match but taking you as far out of the wrestling equation as possible. You see you wont figure in PCW fact sheets anymore you will be nothing but a distant memory that I scrape of my boot as I step down the steel ringsteps after taking you to school because nobody Remi and I mean nobody costs Nightrain anything especially not a chance to become world heavyweight champion so fact is there is nowehere to run nowhere to hide Remi four ropes imprison you to judgement day and standing opposite you over the prone unconcsious bodies of Paradyse and Reilly will be your judge, jury and executioner Judge Nightrain and believe you me Dredd has got nothing on me. See you at Slamathon punk.”
“FIND HIM GUILTY, FIND HIM GUILTY”
Nightrain chucks the mic out to the timekeeper before sliding out under the bottom rope. He removes the shades from the inside of his trench coat and walks around the ringside area looking for an unsuspecting young fan. He finds a young girl at ringside and slides his shades on her. Ruffling her hair with his hand he turns and begins walking up the ramp.
Outta Get Me by G'N'R plays as the lights dim down to darkness and the red spotlights once more light up the ring area and the ramp way. Nightrain climbs the corner up to the second turn-buckle and raises his arm saluting his fan base as he jumps back down. Train drops to his back and rolls out under the bottom rope. He slowly swaggers up the aisle pausing at the top of the ramp he points to the big screen:
Is there no champion to help us all against the forces of evil that wish to make us fall?
Is there no champion to fight for us, against the madness that is rage that wants to destroy us?
Is there no champion to protect our lives, against the psychos that wish to make us die?
There is a champion in our lives that hides deep within our minds, waiting to be unleashed upon the world, to make all evil die unfurled.
Nightrain's logo slowly begins to appear behind the writing as we make out that it is his logo the screen cuts out and leaves the arena in complete darkness and Nightrain's entrance music slowly fades away as it stops the lights slowly come back on one by one showing an empty arena and ramp-way.
“Michael Morrison went to school last week on Rapture. Michael Morrison got his ass kicked last week on Rapture and just like the previous week Trainwreck happened on his ass and unfortunately Michael there was no partner, no friends to save you and just as will happen every time you step into the ring with me 1-2-3 Just Another Trainwreck”
“DUPLO TRAINWRECK” chants ring out around the crowd as Nightrain beckons them on by raising his hand to his right ear. Circling the ring as the crowd gets louder he lowers his hand and once more raises the microphone.
“Slamathon II scars of wrestling cup Nightrain vs Remi vs Armando Paradyse vs Liam Reilly time once again for the Nightrain trophy cabinet to be dusted down rearranged for its new addition my first Scars cup. You see this may well be a four way and Nightrain sure as hell is in there with three other men but lets be honest here for a second those three men are not a Michael Morrison or a Yoshiru Long and Nightrain can hang with the world champion and beat Michael Morrison so in all honesty they don’t have a snowball in hells chance at beating me the most dominating monster in the industry today.
Armando Paradyse stands and speaks to the world about how he respects us Marines and truth be told I am down with that so many punks these days are disrespectful to not only mine but all current and former Marines backgrounds so Armando I return the respect brother. However don’t think for one second that standing there praising the Marines stands you in good stead you see as you rightfully put it Marines are trained to kill and on top of that I am a six foot two three hundred and twenty five pound monster. I have more muscle in my little finger then you have in your entire body and come the four way for the Scars cup at the ppv this weekend I will prove the fact that you respect me correct as I completely disrespectfully destroy you and the other three ass clowns involved in this match.
You believe you are going to hit your crappy little Senton,”
“CRAPPY SENTON!!!! CRAPPY SENTON”
A smile appears on Nightrain's face as he continues what he was saying.
“Come on guys lets not make the guy cry I mean its not his fault that I have the most devastating finisher in the history of this organisation but don’t worry Armando you can lay on your back staring up at the lights dreaming off hitting Nightrain with you Senton finisher all you like after the Trainwreck and the 1-2-3. You want to pin me little man that’s fine but just know this you will die trying and if you ever make it back again you will never be the same again.”
“NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH NAH HEY HEY GOODBYE”
“That being said onto my fellow countryman Liam Reilly the man talks a good fight but that doesn’t mean you fight a good fight Liam. The UK home to some of the toughest sons of bitches in the history of our great business but believe you me they all pale in comparison to me. I am the greatest UK Export in the last twenty years no scratch that off all time. You cant have a PPV without good old Nightrain on it you see the people pay to watch me dominate and kick my opponents ass and Liam Reilly whether you believe it or not deep down you know that simply put your not in my league hell your not even worthy of being my kit man. Do you understand I wouldn’t even trust you to have the ability to wash my gear and bring it to the show let alone pull PPV Ratings but never mind its not like you will be choking for long as it wont take old Nightrain long to wrap up his first Scars cup and spend the rest of my night with my feet up with Mr Jack and Mr Daniels. That being said Reilly is the only way your speed even remotely impacts this match in how it ends because the quicker you are in that ring the quicker you get caught Trainwreck 1-2-3”
“WE WANT TRAINWRECK!! WE WANT TRAINWRECK!!”
“Well guys and girls that’s two on the cards for Slamathon now we move on to the biggest piece of street garbage in this match and most likely the god damn waster that cost me my main event spot for the third ppv in a row. Remi from DNA in fact I would go as far as to say that whole damn faction and there main event ball dropping cost Nightrain the opportunity at Long for third time lucky.
For those of you who don’t watch Rapture every week one where the hell are you your missing the greatest wrestling TV broadcast of all time and two allow me to fill you in. You see ever since my last defeat to Long I have been getting paired up with those DNA losers in six man tags and every time I had Long or a member of that team beat they dropped the ball they would allow someone to split up the pin cover or tag themselves in and wind up getting beat. It is down to them that for two weeks in a three weeks in a row I hit trainwrecks on one of the following Long and Morrison to name but a few each time DNA weren’t there watching my back and the cover got interrupted each time it was one of those Gothic wannabes that cost us the match hence meaning I am in the first not last match of this ppv but Remi make no mistake when all the dust settles at Slamathon I wont have to worry about you stuffing up my destiny any longer. After Slamathon not only will you not have a scars cup victory but your career Remi will be on life support as from the warped disturbed psyche of this six foot monster I will pull something vile and sadistic and nail you with it with every fibre of my being. Remi I am planning on not only winning the Scars of wrestling cup match but taking you as far out of the wrestling equation as possible. You see you wont figure in PCW fact sheets anymore you will be nothing but a distant memory that I scrape of my boot as I step down the steel ringsteps after taking you to school because nobody Remi and I mean nobody costs Nightrain anything especially not a chance to become world heavyweight champion so fact is there is nowehere to run nowhere to hide Remi four ropes imprison you to judgement day and standing opposite you over the prone unconcsious bodies of Paradyse and Reilly will be your judge, jury and executioner Judge Nightrain and believe you me Dredd has got nothing on me. See you at Slamathon punk.”
“FIND HIM GUILTY, FIND HIM GUILTY”
Nightrain chucks the mic out to the timekeeper before sliding out under the bottom rope. He removes the shades from the inside of his trench coat and walks around the ringside area looking for an unsuspecting young fan. He finds a young girl at ringside and slides his shades on her. Ruffling her hair with his hand he turns and begins walking up the ramp.
Outta Get Me by G'N'R plays as the lights dim down to darkness and the red spotlights once more light up the ring area and the ramp way. Nightrain climbs the corner up to the second turn-buckle and raises his arm saluting his fan base as he jumps back down. Train drops to his back and rolls out under the bottom rope. He slowly swaggers up the aisle pausing at the top of the ramp he points to the big screen:
Is there no champion to help us all against the forces of evil that wish to make us fall?
Is there no champion to fight for us, against the madness that is rage that wants to destroy us?
Is there no champion to protect our lives, against the psychos that wish to make us die?
There is a champion in our lives that hides deep within our minds, waiting to be unleashed upon the world, to make all evil die unfurled.
Nightrain's logo slowly begins to appear behind the writing as we make out that it is his logo the screen cuts out and leaves the arena in complete darkness and Nightrain's entrance music slowly fades away as it stops the lights slowly come back on one by one showing an empty arena and ramp-way.
