Jack Savage [vs.] Storming Raven [vs.] Anthony Dawkins

RP Here

The scene opens on a darkened room. We can hear the camera man panting in fear. Soon a voice calls out from the darkness.

“Are you scared? Good, you should be. People fear what they don't understand, like me and my brothers in the Empire of Blood. Fear is a primal emotion. Though you shouldn't fear us, but you will anyway.”

A chuckle is heard, as well as a match striking, and a hand is seen reaching out to light a candle. The lit candle illuminates Storming Raven's face.

“So everyone wants me to be the bad guy. Fine. I'll be the bad guy. For far too long everyone has looked down at me as a joke in IWF. That all stops on Battlegrounds. The best thing? It's a triple threat so I don't even have to do anything. All I have to do is sit back and let my opponents tear each other apart, then wait for the opportunity to capitalize. One way or another they will remember what fear tastes like.”

The camera slowly fades in on Jack Savage who is wearing an all black Armani suit and is sitting in a large black leather chair. As the camera begins to focus on his face you can tell that he is totally focused.

Jack Savage: Why is it that none of you can see me for what I really am?

Jack shakes his head and rubs his hands together.

Jack Savage: Is it because you think that I am a man that has always had it all. Because if that's what is you could not be more wrong . In fact you would be dead wrong because I have never had it all...

Jack lets out a small laugh and he looks into the camera.

Jack Savage: In fact it's not even close. Because even though I am devastatingly good looking and I have a whole lot of FUCKING money... There seems to just be something missing because a man like me should be FUCKING respected... But for some reason none of you seem to respect me at all...

Jack shakes his head again.

Jack Savage: Don't even try to lie because there is not a single one of you that FUCKING respects me. How can is it that not single one of you has an once of respect for me after every thing that I have FUCKING done throw out my professional wrestling career? I guess all the championships that I have won don't mean a FUCKING thing. That's right all of titles that I have won are FUCKING worthless. But in the long run it does not mater because all of you are just the unwashed masses. Because I know the truth and the truth is that I belong in the PANTHEON or on the MOUNT RUSHMORE if you will with the greats from the history of this business. Men like those that I have come to call my brothers yeah I am talking about men like Alex Dillinger and Ace Static. But even though I know where I belong none of you seem to be able to see it that way.

Jack rubs his hands together again.

Jack Savage: I mean lets just look at some of the accolades that I have achieved through out my career...

Jack reaches into the pocket on the inside of the jacket of his suit.

Jack Savage: I am three time FUCKING World Heavyweight Champion, I am a member of the Ultimate Elite Championship Wrestling Hall of Fame, and I have held countless other titles. But yet it would appear that none of that is good enough for any of you... o right now I need to know what is it going to take to prove to all of you just how FUCKING good I really am? Because I am so FUCKING sick of being seen as the FUCKING loser that so many of you see me as? Because as much as so many of you try to deny it that is all you see me as...And I am not a FUCKING loser. But even I must admit that I am a shell of the man that I once was...

Jack starts to laugh.

Jack Savage: But I know that's because of the kind of opponents that I am facing. Because the kind of opponents that I am facing are not giving me any kind of challenge...

Jack claps his hands

Jack Savage: So I have not really given a flying FUCK half the time...

Jack lets out another laugh.

Jack Savage: Just because I have been stuck facing men that are from the very bottom of the barrel. Men that are losers like John Tolly, Guy LeDouche, Alexander Raven, Jonathan Cage, or even a Sjin Drako...

Jack shakes his head.

Jack Savage: I want to face a man that is my equal no more of these push overs that I have been facing. Because Sjin Drako is nothing but a push over that wishes he was my equal . But he is nothing but a numb nuts to tell you all the truth even men like John Tolly or a Jonathan Cage are closer to being my equal.

Jack rubs his hands together and starts to chuckle.

Jack Savage: Like I have said all I want is to be challenged and not being truly challenged is holding me back. I know that you all saw me snap Sjin Drako arm like a twig and if I would actually be challenged far worse things would have happened to him. But because I have not been challenged I am seen as some kind of FUCKING joke...

Jack shakes his head again.

Jack Savage: But I am not a joke so I am going to love bursting the bubbles of all of those who think that I am. Because the moment that I start to get constant challenges I am going to be some one that no one is going to want to face...

Jack rubs his hands together and starts to laugh again.

Jack Savage: Like I was challenged two weeks ago now when I faced Yuko Isamu. Yeah I know that I lost to him. But if we faced each other again I think I could beat your so called heroes Steel Angel. But for that happen I need to be challenged a lot more then I have been first...

Jack shakes his head again as moves his head right to left.

Jack Savage: But like I said I need to be challenged first and that will not be happening this week. In fact I see another week just like last week. Because this week just like last week I will be facing an unworthy opponent...

Jack simply nods his head.

Jack Savage: You see you all know who I am facing this week don't you? In case you have forgotten I am facing two men in triple threat match. Those two men are Storming Raven and Anthony Dawkins. You see facing two losers like these men makes me angry. Because this week my attention should be concentrated on me winning the upcoming Path to Valhalla match...And believe me when I say that it is but it is also on those two losers that I have to face this week.

Jack cracks his knuckles and looks right into the camera .

Jack Savage: But you see up in tell the other day I thought that was only facing one person this week. In a match that they where calling Savage versus Savage . But now I have to face and beat two nobodies when it should just be the one.

Jack lets out another laugh.

Jack Savage: The fact is Anthony Dawkins should not be in this match. But I will still beat him anyway by making him tap out or simple pinning him in the center of the ring. Because Anthony Dawkins is not going to even be a challenge. After this match Anthony Dawkins blood will be on my fucking hands.

Jack cracks his neck.

Jack Savage: In this Savage versus Savage match I know that I need to prove more then my worth. I need destroy someone to prove that I am a sick FUCK. I need to prove to the whole world that Storing Raven is a SAVAGE but only because he is a FUCKING INDIAN FUCK. Your such a disgrace to the name SAVAGE. Because your only called a SAVAGE because of your skin color...

Jack starts to laugh.

Jack Savage: Knowing you Storming Raven you will be a crybaby and call me a raciest. But problems with you are just not based on race alone. They stem from the fact that you FUCKING suck.... And I am going to beat the shit out of you. Because unlike me you are the joke that everyone thinks you are. You can't hole a candle to me and my skill. You belong at the bottom... And I belong at the fucking top... You and the rest of your Empire of Blood freak squad are going to find that out real fucking soon. Because...

Jack looks around.

Jack Savage: Money talks and I am loaded...

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In the parking lot after Battlegrounds 75

"Two and 0"

Anthony kicks the dumpster. He had just lost his second match back from retirement. He felt as if his grand return was going up in flames. No, not flames. More like a firecracker with a shit fuse. You throw it, here the wick burn all the way down, and then there is nothing. A dud. That is all A-High amounts to nowadays.

"Two and 0"

He kicks it again, this time throwing in a left handed jab that rattles his bones all the way up to his shoulder.

"Two..."

Anthony violently shoves it with both hands, but the weight of the garbage inside is far too great for the dumpster to move.

"and...."

He becomes increasingly more enraged at the fact that he can't even beat a dumpster correctly. He shoves it again, and the wheels it rests on give a little.

"0"

He rests his head against it instead of striking it again. The smell of the waste inside fills his nose, and sums up how he actually feels. He could jump into the dumpster right now, and nobody would think he was out of place. If the people in charge had any sense, he would be out of a job come time for Battlegrounds. It's a good thing he wouldn't even have to travel to get there though. A quick shot down the road from his house is the arena. If he got sent home, it would barely be an inconvenience.

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The Dawkins Effect -- Press Release (6-15-13)

Apparently someone tipped off IWF that even though their newest acquisition has been getting smacked around and beaten every time he steps into the ring, he has some kind of value, at least for this show. Ticket sales are always higher when their is a hometown hero in the mix, or rather a hometown villain. I saw the card for Battlegrounds when it was first released, just like all of you did. My name was not listed, but there is always that little clause at the bottom of the card, about it being subject to change. I was sitting at home, and the phone rings. It was some higher up asking me if I really was an SLC kid. I was only halfway through saying yes when he told me to be at the show, and that they would work me in.

I was ready to give up in IWF. I was about to go back into my self-imposed exile without even giving an excuse for my poor performances in the last few weeks. Someone saw fit to hand me another opportunity. Some of you will be cheering for me, because I will be home. Some of you will be booing me because, frankly, I make you hate me. Those two things are of no consequence, because when it comes down to it, come Battlegrounds in Salt Lake City, all of you will be seeing me.

I smell the ratings. I smell the excitement.

Be watching...

:A-High:

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Press Play -- The A-High Shoot

♣Anthony Dawkins♣

"I do not want either of you thinking that I have some sense of entitlement about being added to this conflict. I don't know a whole lot about either of you, but I don't think it is going to matter either. This was supposed to be some kind of one on one Savage vs Savage kind of deal. On one side, the title was just a namesake. On the other side, it was meant to signify some kind of Empire of Blood. I didn't ask for any part of this fight. If you read anything that I released to the dirt sheets, you would know that this match was thrown in my lap. I have nothing against you, Jack Savage. I want nothing to do with your Empire of Blood, Storming Raven. When they told me that I would be competing in my hometown, I was thinking I was going to open the show. I didn't know that they were going to have me steal a little bit of your spotlight. I will go no further than telling the two of you the truth: This is likely my last shot. You don't show up to a company, riding on your reputation from more than a year ago, and fall flat on your face without getting shown the door. You don't come in with a former world champion sized paycheck, and then fail to win a show opening match. I am here for one reason, and likely only one reason. This is my hometown. They can market that more than they can currently market me as a legit contender for a win, let alone a championship.

Jack Savage, I find myself liking your style. You know what you are capable of, and you know where you stand in the world. You throw your weight, and your money around simply because you have the ability to do both. However, like me, you also have a losing record walking into this fight. People associate your name with a string of losses. Although I am not different, I suppose I am in a better place mentally than you are. You are a former world champion, and you seem to have started sliding down the hill when you came here. I hadn't stepped into the ring for a long time before I showed up here. I expected to be less than what I was. We have both found ourselves hovering around the bottom, but at least I can say that my ride has been more of my own doing. You have watched your prestige slip through your fingers piece by piece and loss by loss. I, on the other hand, have yet to find the groove of which I was rolling on when I was at my peak. It will happen for me. Can you reverse your slide though? Think on it.

Storming Raven. Since I have been here, you have arguably done less than I have. I watched as you failed to walk out on your partner one week, and then it has been a Jack Savage like slide ever since. Now you have been baptized in blood by some kind of cult. Believe me when I say that I want nothing to do with any of that. I am not here to be the enemy of your group, I am just a guy that is standing on his last shot. You happen to be in the way of that. This is not personal, it is business. I am stating the facts, as I see them. You likely see it differently, and you will probably still have that different view when I am coming down on you with a Dawkins Effect. See, I have picked you. You are my hand selected loser for this match. Jack is a lot more like my type of guy, and to pin him in the center of the ring would hurt his fragile ego. He doesn't have anyone to fall back on, whereas you have your fellow cult members to support and coddle you in your loss. Jack will be able to walk away from this talking about how he didn't really lose. Maybe that is enough to stop the slide he has been on. You have to see things from my perspective.

Nonetheless, me interrupting whatever you two have going on is going to make the show a lot more exciting. Neither of you have that 'flash-in-the-pan' appeal like I do. Neither of you is as unpredictable as I am. Neither of you can fly as high as I can. Neither of you can fall flat on your face as disgracefully as I can. Win, lose, or draw the fact that I am in this match has made it more worth watching. Face it, I just stopped your scuffle from being a piss break for the crowd. If you want to bitch about it, fine by me. I already told you I don't deserve this chance.

That doesn't mean I won't take it. I live to take chances. You'll see for yourself when the bell rings."

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Entering the arena for Battlegrounds 76

Anthony walks through the hallways furthest away from the commotion in the back. For the last two weeks, that has worked out best for finding an empty room to make his own. He turns a corner and sees the name on the door that isn't his, but might as well be. As he goes to tear the sign off he feels a hand on his shoulder. Irritated, he turns around.

♣Anthony Dawkins♣
What the hell man?

He immediately wants to take the words back, but doesn't want to show it on his face. The big, bald, black man behind him did not look amused.

-Parker-
Can I help you?

♣Anthony Dawkins♣
Well you could start by taking your big ass hand off of me. Maybe I should be asking if I can help you.

Confidence was pouring out of his mouth, but he internally screaming at himself to shut up.

-Parker-
Nah, see this here is my room. That sign you are about to try and lift off my door, has my name on it.

Anthony knew it was only a matter of time before he got caught but didn't want to bow out without a fight. He had his ego to protect, afterall.

♣Anthony Dawkins♣
All I see is an empty room. How about this? I will slap my little star on the door, and we split it. I won't fuck with you and you don't...

ღSkyla Vaughnღ
WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU HIDING DAWKINS?!?!

The loud mouth of Skyla Vaughn rang through the hallways. Dawkins immediately had his face drain of blood. Parker jumped at the sound, and spun around in the direction it came from.

-Parker-
What the fuck is that about? Bitch is crazy.

♣Anthony Dawkins♣
Here's the problem. That crazy, is coming this way. The guy that she is looking for? That's me. Now you look like the kind of guy that likes quiet. Quiet is not heading in this direction. You feel me?

-Parker-
Then you best get the fuck out of my way.

Dawkins' mind races to find a solution that doesn't involve having to tangle with Skyla before he is set for what could possibly be the last match of his IWF career.

♣Anthony Dawkins♣
What I am going to do is stand right here, and have it out with her.

It was a bluff, he was about to take off running if that is what he had to do. Although, he was hoping that Parker wouldn't notice.

ღSkyla Vaughnღ
WHY DONT YOU JUST COME OUT AND WE CAN SETTLE THIS?!?!

She was closer... a lot closer. Parker turned back over his shoulder expecting to see her already behind him. The coast was still clear though.

-Parker-
Fine. Fuck it. I don't want to here a fucking word outta you. You stay here. You do your match. You get the fuck out. Clear?

♣Anthony Dawkins♣
Crystal.

The two duck into the room, and the door closes just before Skyla passes through the hallway. For three weeks he had been ducking her, and so far, he had avoided the ass whipping that he knew he deserved.

♣Anthony Dawkins♣
I suppose you want to...

-Parker-
Nope.

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