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 Hollywood's Fucking Finest [Axle Vengeance & Ace Static] [vs.] Steel Angel & Parker

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The IWF Tag Team Champs step up to the plate and defend their titles in this tag team contest featuring the thrilling, high-flying Steel Angel and the returning Parker Wayde! Can Steel Angel and Parker Wayde work together as a coherent team and win the gold, or will HFF steamroll this unlikely duo and continue their reign of dominance?!
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Hollywood's Fucking Finest [Axle Vengeance & Ace Static] [vs.] Steel Angel & Parker Empty
PostSubject: Re: Hollywood's Fucking Finest [Axle Vengeance & Ace Static] [vs.] Steel Angel & Parker   Hollywood's Fucking Finest [Axle Vengeance & Ace Static] [vs.] Steel Angel & Parker I_icon_minitimeSun Mar 24, 2013 4:29 am



===============Return Shoot===============




"There is nothing left for me to do here...."

"Time to move on to roads left untraveled to this point in my career...."

"Anything I do in IWF, I would be doing for the second time....."

It was by these three statements that Parker left IWF months ago. At the time, it couldn't have been argued to be anything other than the honest and blunt truth. Parker was the one time Full Throttle Champion. Parker was the one time High Impact champion. Parker had climbed the tallest mountain in IWF and had become a one time IWF World Heavyweight Champion by dragging superman down to Earth. Parker was a triple crown champion. One of only three men in history.

Parker strolled his way to having that Triple Crown status faster than the other two men. Look at Steel Angel, that guy basically got handed his world title. This is a guy that has lost to Parker more times than any other person in the industry. Steel Angel is so big of a bitch that Parker has beaten him in more than one company. After Parker left IWF, Steel Angel had the audacity to follow him to a land with no limits, and no rules. Parker dumped that kid off the roster like the trash that he was. The other man? That was James Shark of course. That was the one person that climbed the ladder of IWF and won Triple Crown, but somehow never stepped into the ring with Parker. To listen to James tell it to you, you would think Parker wasn't on his level. To listen to Shark run his mouth, which he is hands down the best at, Parker isn't a threat to him at all. However, when Parker left IWF, it was to chase down and beat Shark. That was the outspoken goal. That was public knowledge. The pursuit of the only other Triple Crown Champion was on. To have Shark tell you, he isn't afraid of Parker. Why is it that after these few months, Parker is still chasing him? Shark is not only running at the mouth, he is running from Parker's ass kicking.

So Parker left IWF with the goal of becoming the best of the Triple Crowns, having accomplished everything that he could have ever dreamed of. It was that very first day, the phone rang. The voice wasn't one that Parker had ever heard on the other line. The voice didn't even belong to anyone that Parker had been in the presence of before. That voice belonged to James Shark, and you know what he told Parker? IWF didn't have three Triple Crown Champions, it had only two. Of course, Parker was taken aback at first. Like all of you, Parker did not understand the message that was being passed to him. James Shark said only one more thing before hanging up on Parker and taking his fights back to twitter.

"There are two Triple Crowns and only one Grand Slam Champion... bitch."

The line went dead. Parker's mouth fell open. If Parker is being honest with you, he would tell you that a little bit of his confidence was chipped away in that moment. It was like Parker had been kicked in the chest. Any of you know what it is like to wipe your ass with an IWF contract? Any of you know what kind of bridges you burn when you tell a company that you can't achieve anything more in their business? Parker will tell you: All of them. Nobody in IWF wanted to even take Parker's call. There wasn't anything that Parker had to say that they wanted to listen to. It wasn't until the Superstar of the Year candidates were being talked about that Parker's phone rang once more. This time, Chuck Matthews himself was on the other end of the line, telling Parker about how his name was in the running. Chuck Matthews was the one that told Parker that he was the fastest ever Triple Crown Champion. Of course, he also told Parker something else. The smartest man in wrestling knew exactly what he was doing when he mentioned it too.

"IWF is bringing back the tag titles."

There it was. The open shot that Parker needed to move on with his pursuit of the only current Grand Slam champion. Parker immediately was on the bandwagon back into the company. There wasn't any thought to the contrary at that point, or any point there after. Since Chuck Matthews opened his mouth to Parker, the only thing on Parker's mind was getting back in that IWF ring and winning himself the last belt that he could. It may have taken a while for Parker to build new bridges. It may have seemed, at times, that Parker was never going to walk down an IWF ramp again. Then the only person Parker didn't want to get a call from rang him up...

"I could use a partner that actually wants to win something."

What do you know, the Human Highlight Reels fall through yet again. The bruise on Steel Angel's ass from the last time Parker put his foot in it hadn't even healed yet. Yet, on the other end of the line, Steel Angel seemingly asking for help, and for a purpose that Parker could get behind. The two Triple Crown winners win a match, they both become Grand Slam champions in the same night. Parker can go after whoever or whatever he wants without anything weighing on his shoulder, and Steel Angel doesn't have to take on the champs on his own.

Funny thing about the whole situation is, if it was just Parker in the ring with the champs, he would still walk out with the belts. Parker didn't simply walk through IWF for no reason. Parker didn't rise to the top after starting at the bottom of the bottom by dumb luck. The tag team titles are something that Parker wants. Anyone that thinks that Parker isn't going to just take them should go back and watch Parker's matches from last year. The only thing you will see is a bunch of superstars getting their lights turned out when they didn't give Parker the strap he wanted.

Come time for Ascension, that story isn't going to change.

Steel Angel, Parker doesn't have to like you to win this match. Parker doesn't have to have your help to win this match. However, and Parker will only ever say this once, Parker respects you for giving him this opportunity. You gave Parker a way back in. After tonight, there will be two new Grand Slam Champions in IWF. Between the bells of this match, Parker will be completely on your side. Afterwards, you might not be so lucky if you don't walk on eggshells.

Parker is back.




===============We Are Going Where?===============


Day Before Ascension
Parker's House 5:43am EST
Winston-Salem, NC


Parker: Pry your overpaid ass off my couch. We gotta go.

Parker throws a half full gym bag at Edwin in the midst of his shock to life via Parker barking orders at him. Seconds ago he was on an island with a drink in his hand, and some dumb blonde bitch that would be annoying if she didn't always have a dick in her mouth. Now, half of his clothes were just launched out of his bag that was hurled at his face. Oh yea, and the big black man screaming at him

Edwin: It is your own damn fault that I am living out of a gym bag and on your couch. Can't you just let me get sleep?

Parker: We don't have time for this shit. Got a plane to catch in an hour and a half, and you have a half ounce of weed to shove up your ass before we can go.

Edwin sits up on the couch and starts to throw his clothes back into the bag. His days of wearing a suit and writing the dirt sheets were behind him thanks to Parker. Now it is street clothes and a gym bag. A couch in the house of the man that caused him to get fired in the first place. Edwin regretted ever trying to play a game of chess with Parker. From the very first time they met he could feel he was over matched. The days of thinking he could crack Parker were also gone. He continues packing until his brain finally manages to process what Parker had said.

Edwin: Did you just say I was shoving something up my ass? What the fuck is wrong with you?

Parker comes around the corner carrying a loaded gym bag of his own on his shoulder and holding an envelope in each hand. He holds them up to Edwin and waits for him to take one

Edwin: Which one has the window seat?

Parker: Fuck if I know. It wouldn't be fair if I did. Take one already.

Edwin shakes his head and then grabs the envelope from Parker's left hand. It read "Row A, Seat 4." Edwin shrugged his shoulders and then checked the top of the ticket to see where they were headed. There wasn't a show that Parker was scheduled to be at for more than a week. This trip seemed to have come out of the blue. Sure enough, the destination didn't seem familiar at all....

Edwin: Why in the fuck are we headed to Houston, Texas?

Parker: You should probably stop asking questions and get to moving. Get your shit together and get on the plane, or sit outside until I get back. And I will warn you... it's pretty fucking cold out there. I might even almost feel bad for you.

Edwin puts the envelope containing his plane ticket on the couch next to him, and then moves to scoop up the rest of his things from the floor. Had Parker not thrown his bag at him, this process would be moving much faster. Parker picks up his bag, leaving only a half-empty mason jar on the counter and heads towards the door.

Edwin: I am not putting your green in my ass Parker. That shit is just not happening.

Parker yells back over his shoulder as he pulls the front door open and steps outside.

Parker: Then I am not telling you why we are headed to Houston.

Edwin zips up and shoulders his bag, before starting to head for the door himself. He stops next to the counter, scooping it up and throwing it into his bag. Parker was already down the pathway that led from the door to the driveway by the time Edwin made it out the front door.

Edwin: I will just leave your shit in my bag and check it instead of carrying it on.

Parker shakes his head and throws his bag in back drivers side seat of the Impala. Edwin throws his bag in and pulls open the passenger side door before Parker cuts him off.

Parker: Man that is a gym bag. They are going to open and go through that.

Edwin: You have a better idea?

Parker: Well I tried to...

Edwin: [interrupting him] I am not putting anything in my ass.

Parker: Fine, leave it here. This will be a short trip anyways.

Edwin takes the jar out of his bag and runs it back to the front door, placing it just inside the door frame before turning back to the car. Parker slams the driver's side door shut and starts the engine, instantly the air around the car seems to vibrate with the beat of whatever music Parker has playing. Six months of following Parker around and Edwin still has failed to get used to the noise Parker calls music. As he sits down in the passenger seat Edwin turns the volume down to basically zero and looks at Parker, not even having to ask the question before getting an answer.

Parker: IWF called. They have a need for me to come to Ascension tomorrow night.

Edwin: IWF? You haven't been contracted there in months.

Parker throws the car in reverse and backs down the driveway. As he gets to the street and throws the car into first gear he explains himself to Edwin.

Parker: They offered me something too good to pass up. A chance at hitting the Grand Slam.

Edwin: No shit?

Parker didn't answer. He shifted the car into second, and then let his hand drift up to the stereo, cranking the music back up. Edwin looked out the front window, allowing his mind to wonder back to IWF. Parker had nearly killed him there. The second night Edwin decided to pressure him about Jay's disappearance, and he almost found himself in an industrial size trash compactor. Not much had changed by the time that Parker terminated his contract. Thinking back to how he had ended up living on Parker's couch made Edwin nauseous. In so little time he had fallen so far. From a respectable five figure paycheck, for virtually no effort, to a bum that doesn't even sleep in a bed. Parker really had ruined his life. Edwin couldn't even give himself a reason why he continued to try and get this story. Maybe one day he could write a book about all of this and live off that paycheck for the rest of his days. Maybe he had just fallen into the routine, and got swallowed by it. To be honest, even though he couldn't give himself a reason to stick around, he couldn't really find a reason to leave either. Parker looked at him out of the corner of his eye and yelled over the music.

Parker: You know if you got the window seat, I am just going to take your ticket anyways right?

Edwin: I wouldn't expect anything else from you Parker.



===============Shoot on Axle===============

Apparently no matter how much dick you suck, Corey Casey can't manage to get the IWF title around you Axle.

When Parker left you were in a prime position. Axle Vengeance had stepped into Parker's former Empire role. Problem is, when Parker led that group, he was a IWF Champion in his first shot at winning it. You could manage to do that, could you? As a matter of fact, Corey Casey had to go and recruit Remington back into the group because you couldn't fill the shoes that Parker left. Let's think about that.... Corey Casey brought in a guy that had stabbed him in the back and attacked The Empire, in order to save it from you. Look what happened? Remington is back on the outside of the group again. Yet, I bet The Empire would still take him back if the alternative was you.

After all, what kind of guy goes from competing for the IWF Championship all the way down to holding the tag titles in just a matter of months? You couldn't hang in the big picture so you got yourself a partner and went after the tag belts. Parker isn't even surprised. Axle, you hired someone to carry you through a tag division. You couldn't grab the brass ring on your own, so you let someone else do the leg work for you.

Parker hasn't forgotten about you either Axle.

You remember the time that Parker laid you out in the main event of BattleGrounds? You remember Parker beating you and leaving you in a heap in the center of the ring? Hey Axle, can you recall the time that Parker used you to send a message to Remington? That is all you are ever going to amount to as long as Parker is back on this roster. You are going to be that guy that Parker uses to drive fear into the people that want to step into the ring with him. You are going to be that curtain jerking carcass that gets stretchered out of the arena every time I want to make a point.

Do you understand?

When IWF brought Parker back and handed him this shot at the tag titles, you should have felt slapped in the face. At the very least, you should have wondered to yourself just how long you were going to last before Parker broke you. If you thought getting hit a couple times with a bat was bad, you might not even want to show up at Ascension.

Maybe you should think about calling in sick.

Maybe you could say you missed your flight.

Parker is going to warn you right now, if you do show up, losing your half of the tag titles is not going to be the worst thing that happens to you at Ascension. The worst thing that is going to happen to you isn't going to happen until a couple hours after the show. Around that time you are going to be waking up in the hospital. Around that time you are going to have this sick feeling in the pit of your stomach. Around that time you are going to start to question your commitment to this line of work. You are going to know that after the beating you received at Parker's hands, that you just don't have it in you to go on working in IWF. Parker is going to beat you so bad that you are going to void your own rematch clause just to get away from him.

Take Parker's advice: Don't bother showing up.

The shame of vacating your title won't come anywhere close to the pain you will endure while losing it.

Food for thought.

Think about it.... champ.



===============Just Enjoy the Ride===============


Day Before Ascension
10,000 feet in the air 10am CST
Somewhere over the US


Parker: You wake me up again and you are going to need to learn how to fly.

Edwin had indeed accidentally bumped Parker with his elbow and woken him up the handful of times the refreshment cart had passed by. One would think, having been on planes multiple times per week in the last few years, Parker would have been used to such. This time, he pulls his earbuds out of his ear and glares at the man he reluctantly allows to follow him.

Parker: I don't see a drink cart, asshole. What is your excuse this time?

Edwin: Actually, this time it was on purpose. I had a question.

Parker starts to adjust in his seat, first sitting up and looking in the pocket of the seat in front of him, and then to either of the the seat he is in.

Edwin: What are you looking for?

Parker: A fuck to give, Edwin. I am looking for a single fuck to give about the fact that you have a question.

Parker leans back in the seat and closes his eyes, having made his point. He nearly gets his earbuds back into his ear but is stopped by Edwin grabbing a hold of his forearm.

Edwin: Why are we going back? What do you have left to prove?

Parker looks down at his arm, and Edwin immediately removes his hand, before putting both hands up in a gesture of retreat. Parker puts the earbuds in his ears and looks out the window, appearing to ignore the question. After just seconds, he abruptly pulls the headphones out of his ears and starts to wrap them around his iPod. After a hard sigh, he decides to humor Edwin.

Parker: I don't have anything to prove to anyone. I already did the impossible in IWF. I won that IWF Championship, and I did it by beating someone that they said couldn't be beaten. There is no way that anyone there could have guilted me into resigning with them.

Edwin: So it really is these tag team titles? You want them so bad that you are going to go and team with Steel Angel? How does he feel about that?

Parker: He is one of those noble types, I bet he will just shut his mouth and go along with it. He isn't the kind of guy that would make winning a problem, if that is what you are getting at.

Edwin: So he isn't going to sabotage the match...

Parker: [cutting him off] I just single handedly ended his run in NLWF. His own fucking tag team partners threw him into a dumpster and set it on fire after I won the match. To say the very least, on the inside, I doubt he is very happy about this. On the other hand, he knows that with me on his side, this match just got a whole lot easier to win.

Edwin: It is easy to just talk about your last match together and ignore the fact that it probably isn't the reason he can't stand you.

Parker laughs and rests his head back against the top of his seat, gazing out the window. Steel Angel is the one person that he has had the most encounters with. The one person that has beaten him more than anyone else in this industry. The one person that Parker has beaten more than anyone else as well.

Parker: So I have beaten the guy a few times. We have our history, it shouldn't matter much though. We have each gotten our shots in.

Edwin: I am not talking about that either. The entire time you were in IWF you did nothing but verbally assault the guy. You existed to push his buttons. You got under his skin numerous times and one at least one occasion brought him down to your level. How can you come back from that?

Parker: Like I said, he is a stand up guy. I doubt he even remembers any of that. It was ages ago after all.

Edwin: IT WAS TWO MONTHS AGO!

The people around them on the plane start to take an interest in their conversation now that it appears to turn hostile. One of the flight attendants slides open the curtain separating the cabin from their station and eyes Edwin. He puts his hands up and shakes his head, a sign that he will keep it down and everything is ok.

Parker: Either way, we are all adults. We can get along if it means winning the tag titles.

Parker closes his eyes, and turns his head towards the window.

Edwin: [under his breath] What kind of asshole takes the window seat just to sleep?

Parker: The kind that let's you crash on his couch.... No shut up.

After all of the blows to the head, Parker's hearing hadn't been touched. Edwin looks at him, genuinely surprised that he heard the comment. He turns back to his laptop and leaves Parker alone. The two didn't so much as make eye contact for the rest of the flight.



===============Who is Ace Static?===============

Parker hasn't been gone nearly long enough for a guy to make a legit name for himself. That must mean you are either a nobody that managed to get lucky having a partner near the top of The Empire. That can't really be it though. There has to be more to that story than Parker knows. I guess that the next best guess is that you arrived on the scene a little late. The rest of your buddies have already signed their names at the bottom of a contract. You are just the last guy left of a long forgotten company. That has to be it. Otherwise, why would Corey Casey have bothered signing you in the first place? He seems to have the biggest hard on for those guys. I guess after recruiting someone as good as Parker, you give up trying to grow your own stars. After all, none of them are going to measure up to Parker. None of them are going to rise to the level that I did. Even if they do, they aren't going to do it as fast as I did.

So here we are, across the ring from each other, with no real idea who the other is. Parker will admit, the things he knows about you are educated guesses at the very best. However, watching the last few weeks of BattleGrounds Parker can't help but notice your absence. Parker can't help but to think that maybe you threw your name into the tag team division to win something, and then flake out with another belt to put on your resume.

Of course, Parker could be wrong. Maybe there is some reason that you haven't been around. Maybe, in reality, you have been around, you have just been under a table in the backstage area, paying for those tag titles the hard way. Yea, that seems to be the best alternative. Just one look at your associates would tell me that much. You may find the truth of the situation a bit irritating. Hearing Parker's words you might be a little pissed off to hear the truth. Finding out that you won the titles on the talent you have with your mouth is good news for Parker and Steel Angel though.

The fact that you sucked and swallowed your way to the tag team titles means that you didn't win them by being someone that kicks ass. Parker and Steel Angel aren't looking to get their rocks off when the bell rings. We are looking to walk out Grand Slam Champions. That means that you are of no consequence. This match is going to turn into a two on one for Axle Vengeance. Make sure you keep that belt shined up real nice for me, because I took that chump apart by myself once. Steel Angel is just going to stand on the apron and watch Parker dissect that kid again.

Dissection... that is about as good of a word for it as any. Do yourself a favor, go back and watch what Parker did the first night on the job. Go back and watch him end a career in his first match not only in IWF, but in his career. If you can't find the tape for that, look at the first PPV Parker showed up at. Go watch how Parker ended two careers on that night. Maybe you could go back and watch how Parker dismantled everyone that even looked at the Full Throttle Champion. How about you go ask Gordon Fury if you can take a gander at his High Impact championship. Parker brought that title to life. Everyone that holds it does so in my shadow. Finally, if you still aren't afraid, why don't you go ask Stygian what he had before he faced Parker in the middle of that ring for his title. Ask him what his life used to be, and then look at the sorry shell of a man he is today.

You have been a ghost when it comes to BattleGrounds.

You should consider staying that way come time for Ascension.

If you do manage to show up...

It will be your Final Call.





===============Final Thoughts===============



So there it is. A guy returning to IWF for one single thing. A guy like Parker has only ever wanted one thing in life. Parker has wanted to be the guy at the very top of the mountain. The night that I won the IWF Championship, I told Stygian that I was going to win because since Parker was six years old the only thing he has wanted was for everyone to know his name. Parker has one pursuit in this life, and that is to be a household name. Parker wants to be that icon that people think of when this industry is mentioned. There aren't going to be any big movie deals, there aren't going to be any product endorsements. Parker is going to become that household name the way that he became the most feared man in Winston-Salem. Parker is going to kick ass, and he is going to do it for the fun of it.

Not every person is born with the god given ability to do exactly what it is that they enjoy doing. This gift was, however, given to Parker. In any fight, at any age, I could hold my own. There were times that I got my ass handed to me. There were dozens of times that Parker didn't give as good as he got. Even now, look at how many times Stygian beat Parker down before he himself fell. Parker has a kind of perseverance that others just do not. The first time Parker crossed paths with Superman, he didn't last a minute. The second time, the Black Dragon didn't have such an easy time, and Parker had to hand him the win with a steel chair. The third, that was the time Parker ruined his career, as it existed then. Every time Parker steps into the ring, he enjoys the harm that he gets to bring people. Every time I step into the ring, I get better. The thrill of it all gives me the only fuel I need to meet my goal. I am going to become that household name, because for better or worse, these people are going to remember that nauseating feeling they had when they watched how much I enjoyed breaking bones and ending careers.

Normally I would say something like, if Ace and Axle manage to pull out the win tonight, they better make sure Parker can't come back from it. Like I said, if you don't finish the job, Parker is just going to come back better, and beat the life from you the next time. Eventually, you will be irrelevant, if not for people remembering the beating you suffered at my hands. Normally, Parker would be kind enough to give you all that small gift. Tonight is going to be one of those nights where doing so would simply be a waste of my time. See, there isn't going to be any need for Axle and Ace to think about Parker coming after them on another night. The only night that they need to worry about Parker shortening their careers is this one. See, the two of you holding those two tag titles is the one thing that is separating Parker from dominating this company. Parker left because he thought he had done that already. Do you not understand how infuriating it is to hear something to the contrary months after the fact.

To be the star that Parker wants to be.... To be the star that Parker knows that he is..... To be the star that Parker has always been meant to be, this match can only end one way. I would say that you were going to have to kill me in order to beat me, but saying so would be an insult to the only person I can say that I respect in this company. You two simply don't have a chance to do so. Instead of brainstorming how you are going to win this match, you should be concerned about how you are going to survive it. The sad thing is that even in losing, your night isn't going to be short, and it isn't going to be painless.

The good thing is, you get a front row seat to the second coming of Parker Wayde.

The bad news is, Parker's IWF rebirth is going to come at your expense.

So head down to the ring when they call your name, and cross your fingers that in some way, Steel Angel is going to slow me down enough for one of you to sneak away with a win. Honestly, that is the only way that either of you is going to have any kind of chance, no matter how slim. I give you two fifteen minutes. That is how long the two of you will last, especially if I just don't let Steel Angel do a damn thing. If I take this match into my own hands, at least one of you is going to be tapping out before I even break a sweat. I hope you boys enjoyed thinking that those belts were yours while I was on my little hiatus. There is something endearing about that kind of naivete. Not quite endearing enough to stop Parker from breaking your jaws though.

Maybe, just maybe, Parker will stick around after this slaughter to watch the rest of The Empire fall. Maybe Parker will bring the gasoline to the party where we burn The Empire to the ground. That is neither here nor now though. It is a question to raise sometime in the near future. Parker would like to watch IWF finally take down the best that Corey Casey had to offer. It might even bring a smile to Parker's face if he got to witness the moment that Corey Casey realized he has failed. In that moment, the one that starts Corey's drift into obscurity, Parker would like to be one of those that got to bring Corey Casey down. I suppose taking a couple titles out of the hands of these two idiots would probably be a good catalyst to get this whole process going.

Parker Wayde is back one night, and already plotting to bring about the end to IWF's super group.

How's that for an Instant Impact?





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=Just keeps getting better.=

There I was, sitting on that comfy couch, my hands running though the long strains of my hair as I glanced up to see Darren pacing back and forth just a yard away. He had just throw his phone across the room, having been told that Yuko's partner for the new Human Highlight Reels had just left the company for no apparent reason and there is no indication of when he is ever coming back if at all. Yuko himself hasen't been in much of a good mood ether, between the lost to Gordon and Blyss two weeks ago to the ass kicking that he received from Axle just a week prior. He knew he was losing his touch, he felt that he could trust this kid, that he found a perfect replacement to what was a bad team full of crack addicts and baby killers. Instead what he found was nothing short of a disappointment.

Perhaps it was unwise to have brought back the team at all, as far as Yuko himself can say the Human Highlight Reels is forever dead and not even the master himself could bring it back.

Darren De Jean
I can't believe this crap! I mean I trusted that guy, hell I was gonna make him a protégé for god's sake! What does he do instead? He dips out! Leaves all because he couldn’t handle the pressure, all because he felt he wasn’t fit for this kind of sport! A quitter! That's what Jaxx Ryder is, a fucking quitter.

Yuko took a deep breath in and placed his hands on his lap.

Yuko Isamu
Well IWF isn't like any other fed that I've been to, it's nothing like DW I know for a fact. Here you need to be tough and you need to be on your game at all times because many of these guys here can and will tear you apart.


Darren stops his pacing and stares at the floor for a moment, scratching the back of his head as he tries to calm himself.

Darren De Jean
This was why I brought him in as your partner so that you can properly train him.


Yuko Isamu
Come now Darren you know damn well I'm not a good trainer.


Darren De Jean
Don't give me that, you trained Sean Libby.


Yuko Isamu
That was for like a week if that, man would go on to win some titles here and there but it didn't come from the fact that I assisted him.


Darren De Jean
What about Deshun?


Yuko Isamu
Deshun was forced to be my student after I soundly defeated him.


Darren De Jean
Yeah but you helped him alot, shit he even defeated you once.


Yuko Isamu
Only because he lost to me so many damn times.


Darren De Jean
Sigh......this is just great, we're less than one week into the next Pay Per View and you don't have a match. I mean every belt right now is on the line with the exception of the tag titles! You and Jaxx were supposed to face Hollywood's Fucking Finest for the straps at Ascension but thanks to him you're without a partner. So tell me something Yuko, what the hell am I supposed to do about this?


Yuko shrugged his shoulders, he wished he had the answers but he doesn’t. Already Yuk dropped the name of "master" because looking back it was far too hammy even for him. "Master of the Human Highlight Reels bah!" Were his exact thoughts, just another one of those bad ideas that he clearly didn't put much thought into.

Looking around in the penthouse, BM and Kayls were set to return soon and Marley is still sleeping upstairs. Yuko himself didn't get much sleep last night, the events of the two weeks weighing heavy on his mind. Just then the sound of the elevator door echos in the hallway. Yuko couldn’t help but admire just how large and luxurious this place is, polished marble floors shinning under the lamps hovering over the ceiling. A kitchen on one end with clear glasses and dishes, an upstairs hallway were all the bedrooms were. This place is Darren's personal haven, made from all of his hard work, his wife and him sleep just a floor down were his room is. Yuko couldn’t help but shake his head at the fact that Darren has such a place for a home; then again this is a man who trains young talent and is a worldwide star athlete. For him to have a penthouse like this is excessive however it's far from over the top. Yuko turns his head to see BM and Kayls walk in, BM wearing in gray sweater and jog pants and Kayls dressed in a faded navy blue rain jacket complete with hoodie. Darren dosen't look amused as he turns to see the two.

Darren De Jean
You're late.


BM
Traffic.


Darren De Jean
Haven't heard that before.

Kayls
There something wrong Darren? You seem more upset than usual.


Darren De Jean
Oh yeah I just love surp-


As if on cue his phone rings out and Darren takes a short glance at it and narrows his eyes as he sees the caller. He answers the phone.

Darren De Jean
Hello? No this isn't Yuko this is his trainer.......ahuh..........ahuh..........ahuh..........ok.......you really want to see him right now? You do realize that he's at least a few hours away from you right? Sigh.......is it really that damn important? Ughh.......ok fine I'll have him fly over to you first class, he'll see you in about three hours or so. Thank you.....alright bye.


He shuts off his phone and glances at Yuko, BM goes to say something but Darren holds out his hand as if to say "not a word" he looks over to Yuko who now looks at him from his chair.

Yuko Isamu
Yes?


Darren De Jean
Well this day just keeps getting better.


Yuko Isamu
Why what's wrong?


Darren De Jean
Well the GM of IWF Jessica wants to speak to you in person, said that it's about the tag team title match at Ascension.


Yuko Isamu
Wait you mean they are still booking the match? I don't have a partn-


Darren De Jean
I know! Look just humor me on this alright? Go out there and find out what this broad wants, I got some first class tickets on my table on the bottom floor. Just grab em and make the next flight over to Houston.


He doesn’t ask any questions, Yuko simply grabs his jacket and walks past BM and Kayls only turning to see them as he leaves.

Yuko Isamu
If Marley asks just tell her I had an emergency or something, make a story.


BM
Will do man.


Kayls
Have fun.


They wave at him as he enters the elevator shaft pushing the bottom floor while the doors close. BM and Kayls turn to Darren with confused looks on their faces.

Kayls
So what was that all about?


Darren De Jean
Sigh.......


He sits down and grabs a glass that is half full with brandy and takes a swig.

Darren De Jean
Let me tell ya guys, my line of work ain't easy.


The room falls awkwardly silent as the three trade glances at the center of the room.

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=The enemy of my enemy is still my enemy.=

Few hours pass as we cut to Jessica Matthews holed up in her office, sorting through paperwork among other things. Her newfound profession giving her plenty to keep her busy and it doesn’t help that her brother isn’t here to offer any guidance. Just then she hears a knock on the door, letting her breath a relief as it gives her a moment to relax from reading so much text on a hundred stacks of paper.

Jessica Matthews
Come in.


Door flings open as Yuko does a have spin closing the door as it flings halfway to prevent it from colliding with the wall. His face is expressionless though he does have a somewhat amused smirk on his face as he pulls back on the chair and plops down.

Yuko Isamu
Not to sound rude or anything but this had better be good miss, you made me leave the penthouse during an important exchange between me and Darren.


Jessica Matthews
Darren?


Yuko Isamu
The man you spoke on the phone, my trainer.


Jessica Matthews
Right anyways I've been informed that you have a match at Ascension for the tag titles.


Yuko Isamu
Yes....


Jessica Matthews
And that your partner had recently left the company.


Yuko Isamu
Yes......


Jessica Matthews
Well I asked my brother for a solution to this problem and turns out he found a replacement........though granted I have questioned his choice.


Yuko Isamu
You've peaked my interest Jessica........so who did you assign for my partner at Ascension?


Jessica Matthews
Well he just recently signed a new contract with us and.........sigh.......


Yuko Isamu
Well come on now it can't be that bad.


Jessica Matthews
Your replacement is.........Parker Wayde.


The room went silent for a few moments, Yuko taking a moment to process exactly what Jessica just said to him. A few moments later he breaks the silence.

Yuko Isamu
You're kidding right? That turncoat that jumped ship to NLWF? Why did he come back here?


Jessica Matthews
I'm not sure, however I was told that he signed a new contract with IWF and that Chuck told him that he had a perfect spot for his return.


Yuko Isamu
My replacement for the tag titles, a guy who tried to cost my match with Robbie and Hostyle during my time in that shithole Nick calls a fed! Let me guess........Chuck convinced you to make this official.


Jessica Matthews
Well.....yes he did, he knows Parker is a great talent to have and he understands your relationship with each oth-



Yuko Isamu
I'm just gonna stop you right there and tell you straight up with I think of this alright? I'm fully aware of what Chuck is trying to do, I'm also aware of what this means for me. This guy and I have quite the history with each other, none of it any good. Yet that same exact chemistry would end up being something more along the lines of "the enemy of my enemy is my friend" per say. Well I know for a fact that me and Parker won't be able to get along, I also know for a fact that I'll have to have two sets of eyes on me at all times should we even win this match. Well.......if this is how the cookie crumbles then I'll have no choice but to suck it up and take my lumps but don't think for a second that I'm going to allow Parker to take center stage because that guy is just a loony self-indulgent moron. Heck I know this is strange of me to say this but I would feel safer teaming with Stygian than I would with him.


Jessica Matthews
I understand Yuko, I'm sorry for this but there is no other option that I can think of.


Yuko Isamu
I'll accept it regardless, just know that he and I.....well expect fireworks to set off, there won't be a happy ending no matter how you slice it. Should we win oh boy....heh......well let's just say I'm going to be amused.....greatly amused.


Jessica takes a deep breath and tries her best to sound enthusiastic.

Jessica Matthews
Ok....well I have some paper work to fill out and you have a match to prepare for so if you'll excuse m-


Yuko Isamu
Say no more I understand you've got enough on your plate just from the pile you got next to your desk here so I'll just......poof.


He jumps from his chair and salutes to Jess as he does a perfect about face pivot and walks down the hallway opening the door just wide enough for him to slip right through letting it close behind him. Jessica surveys the whole scene as she brushes the side of her face with her hand.

Jessica Matthews
I just hope they don't kill each other out there.


She readjusts her glasses and resumes writing as the screen fades away.

Hollywood's Fucking Finest [Axle Vengeance & Ace Static] [vs.] Steel Angel & Parker Steelo_zpsd456abfd

Parker parker parker......you can't seem to just leave well enough alone can you?

I mean why did you come back? I mean really I mean that in every way shape and form why are you here?

What the guys from NLWF couldn’t accept your afro shit eating face on their poster or something? Or perhaps you're so busy chasing after Shark's "Undisputed" belt that you never got a shot at that when it was all said and done you were like "you know what screw this I'll just head back to IWF."

Yeah that's right, come back to the federation that you just left less than a month ago because you coulden't handle the pressure.......wimp.

Also I don't know where you got this whole "I kicked Steel's ass some many times, I even did it in a differnt company" what you mean that time you interfered in the Human Highlight Reel match between me Robbie and Hostyle? If I recall you only took out two of the three members and left me to claim the prize. Yeah you kicked my ass alright, you're so fucking delusional it's beyond rediculous and here I thought Ethan was the crazy one with his whole coming back from teh dead bullshit and then trying to throw me off with those lovely gifts. Bah all I did was simply pass the torch to the guy and what does he do? He chokes against the World champion Griffen and now he's nowhere to be found. Suppose I should feel ashamed that I passed the torch? Not at all, I knew the guy would mess up at some point because he's alot like you: You're both so self absorbed in your own twisted ways. Granted you could argue that with me and my many names that I too am sorta self centered but.......really now? When it comes down to it I'm anything but egotistcul, I don't brag about my amplishments as much as someone else here. I come into every match expecting a challange, every match is like a test for me, a test to see if I'll succeed or fail. Lately though I've faltered somewhat however I'm lookig at these past two losses as a means of motivation. Where as Parker sees this match for what it is for him: To get him back to being relevent again.

Yeah like I said the man is very delusional.

How you may ask? Well let's look at it this way, sure the man can brag about being Triple Crown champion faster than me but here's the rub: I became Triple Crown champion long before he did so his bragging about winning it faster is invalid. Plus he says I was handed the World title, in a sense I was however is it safe that makes Parker anymore of a saint? Not in the slightest, hell the guy damn near died in that ring when he was fighting Stygian, he had a crooked ref, tons of weapons at his disposal and yet he ended up like Dan, like Shark and plenty others who went up against the Black Dragon. If Baron didn't intervene, Parker would be without a World title in his resume. Also let's take one other thing into acount, the man wins all these belts, yet can't seem to hold onto them for very long. I mean come now he lost every belt he won almost instantly, last belt he lost, he lost it so badly that he would vanish for such a long period of time, only returning coinedently as I was set to face the tag champs.

You know what this is? This is a contest to see who can best who.

Parker wont admit this but in every sense I've outshined him, I've defended every belt that I've won, I became Triple Crown before him, and I'm the only lasting member of the Human Highlight Reels to ever score a win over him, only other person being Rosa Knight. Need an ice patch for that burn man?

Axle I know I've had a bad run of luck when it comes to fighting you, I don't if it's because I'm doing something wrong or I'm just being lazy with you. Well in this match you can argue that you have the advantage seeing how you're fighting two guys who can't get alone but if my track record has anything to go by it's this: Every tag match I've won up to this point I've done so with guys who just hate my guts. I don't know understand the concept but it's true, every time I team with a person I like, we lose. So if the formula works the way I think it works then you and Ace have no chance in Heaven or Hell. Which is ironic seeing how this a team of both Heaven and Hell.

But I digress, we'll both end up being Grand Slam Champions when we wins this and then there will be the never ending debate: Who became Grand Slam Champion first, me or Parker?

My response is: Does it even matter?

Again it's all a game to Parker, he wants to try and outdo me because he sees me as a threat to his spotlight, hell I practically stole his spotlight on more than one occasion. Will I do here? You can bet your whole house I will. Am I going to love every moment of it? Hell yeah.

So bow down blockheads, the Human Highlights Reels is no more, now you face a team of two guys who would rather kill each other than team up.

But hey, just think of what we will do to you chumps, time to hand over the belts.


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Opening up a simple message popped up on the screen for everyone to read loudly and clearly...

Hollywood's Fucking Finest [Axle Vengeance & Ace Static] [vs.] Steel Angel & Parker FRIENDS_zps64996892

As the message slowly faded away from scene I stood forward. Standing tall with my denim vest hair blowing in the wind. To be honest I hadn't been much for words as of late. This would remain true. Words would be said at a later time...a more appropriate time. For now I just needed to make something clear...

"Steel Angel Jaxx Ryder, the both of you are shit. Then again words traveled fast that Parker is supposed to be the new tag partner or some shit. Whatever. He's just as awful as Jaxx. That's why he left right? Plain and simple I'm going to make this match. I'm going to make things happen how I want them to. This is me calling the shots. This is the big name in IWF pulling the strings. Call it how you want, it doesn't matter to me. All I know is as I stand here in front of each and every single one of you...you'll all have questions after Ascension but you won't get your answers until Battlegrounds..."

"Steel, Parker or Jaxx whatever...


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As I spoke the words I pushed the camera over sending it's picture scrambling and cutting off. I walked away not wanting to deal with anything. Fuck this match.
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