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Climax Control Archives / Rule F’n Britannia
« on: January 17, 2020, 09:39:39 PM »
Staring at the face of Stephen Callaway as he backed up the rampway was the justification he needed that this return was right. Chris Crippler steps back through the curtain with a big smile on his face. He always knew he could defeat his opponent but the journey back to this moment had been strenuous, gingerly walking into his locker room area and sitting down on a steel chair with a moan. Chris’ whole body was aching from his feet up but his hands touch the scar on his neck, expecting pain or an ache to be hurting him more than any other limb, but his neck felt good as he lowered his hands and lets out a sigh of relief.
The week that followed hurt. Hurt a lot. Chris’ training regime has adopted cold baths and other techniques to help his body recover, unlike other wrestlers who can wrestle multiple times a week and travel, Chris is at an age where he is limited to having to recover longer between appearances. Chris hadn’t appeared at Climax Control the following week but checked his twitter feed on his google pixel phone to see the next show, hailing from Florida as his eyes scans the post, seeing his involvement would be in a tag team contest with the new Bombshell Roulette Champion; Candy. A smirk appears on his face as this had been an opportunity he’d wanted. A matchup with Griffin Hawkins is on his list, a title opportunity is another, but with the tag team titles now being mixed and not having a partner or ally in SCW. This match could be the catalyst to maybe showing other bombshells he is a reliable partner.
Having made the journey from England to Florida earlier in the week, to climatize and adjust to the time zone change, Chris has just finished visiting the specialist kinesiology department at the FIU. Holding a new plan for rehabilitating his body after matches, he walks along the university campus, wind blowing his untamed hair as he rolls up the plan and places it inside his suit jacket pocket, placing his hands into his trouser pockets as he stares ahead at the camera.
"George Eliot once said ‘it is never to late to be what you might have been’. When I heard the bell toll after defeating Stephen Callaway, getting my hand raised by the official in front of the Sin City crowd, reminded me that despite my age and my aching limbs that it’s never to late to achieve success here in SCW.” Chris smirks at that very thought. "It was like history repeating itself at the expense of Stephen, with me beating him and being better than him, I almost hated for it to play out that way. But that feeling passed. Not sure I can say the same for you, Callaway. I mean always being in my shadow, always being outshone by me, never achieving what you always wanted to do and that’s defeat me. I sound like I’ve got some god complex saying all that but reality is that its all true. Stephen Callaway will never beat me. Back then. Now or forever.” He looks satirically at the camera before continuing. "Just like in football, not the American egg shaped sport, no. Football. Round ball that is kicked with their feet. You American’s call it soccer but it’s actually called football, one day you guys may get it right, however my analogy is getting long winded and I’m waffling. Just like in football, England always defeats Scotland, like Chris Crippler defeats Stephen Callaway. This coming week on Climax Control there will be another nations battle with England facing the Republic of Ireland. I’ll be teaming with the Bombshell Roulette Champion to face Bella Madison and Republic of Ireland’s own Malachi.”
Chris begins to speak jubilantly "I understand you’re the brother of Lachlan? Right? The former Mixed Tag Team Champion?” He looks impressed before sniggering and laughing. "I tried to sound impressed and that I know who you are but couldn’t keep it serious. Hence the laugh. I honestly don’t care if you have issues with your brother, or have issues with your family, or issues with a store because you got declined for a refund on your leather jacket. No. Malachi the Wild-Child is still going to have issues with his family but will have to face the burden of losing to myself and my partner, Candy.” Chris clears his throat. "The current reigning and defending SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion, Candy. Not a bad partner to have in my first Mixed Tag Team contest, right? Whilst you, Malachi, have Laura Phoenix’s child to partner you. Just like a poker hand, you play what you’re dealt, you’ve got nothing whilst my hand is a winning hand!”
"Call my bluff, Malachi. How much are you willing to bet to see if your mediocre hand can beat ours, a guaranteed win? A call, raise or all in? How are my poker analogies doing? Are you enjoying them or are you lost, wild-child? I bet he’s lost. Irish after all.” He shrugs. "Basically what I’m saying is that I’ve got a bombshell on the rise, the newly crowned champion and you’ve got the daughter of a pro-wrestling couple, it would be like saying a professional pool player faces a complete novice or Usain Bolt racing against John Goodman. I know that doesn’t mean the underdogs cannot have their little day, as we know underdogs do get their day, but when you’ve got a man with brotherly issues and a women who’s trying to live up to her family name facing a veteran and a champion. Doesn’t look or sound good. Just like Stephen Callaway who couldn’t step out of my shadow, you’re going to have to learn a lesson, a valuable lesson on this pathway we find ourselves on and I’ll gladly be your tutor.”
Chris stops walking, readjusts himself in posture and stance to look authoritative. "You should be more like your girlfriend, Malachi, someone who is supposedly smart and trying to be a student of the game. We all have to fail in order to learn. When babies learn to walk, they don’t just get up and walk, they learn how to put one foot in front of another BUT they fall. You expect to just step into the ring, hand in hand with your little girlfriend, and expect to win against a reigning champion and myself? No. Not at all. This will be the bump in the road, your stumble, your learning curve in this cruel business of ours! I have had to fall and lose before learning and improving. We all have. I don’t care if you’re all rose tinted and wanting to win for Elizabeth’s chance to challenge Candy, or even taking that step closer to face your brother or your own championship opportunities, we all have our own agendas and mine outshine both of yours completely. I am on this road for possibly the very last time and I’m looking to bow out in the most spectacular way possible!” Looking aside in remembrance of his first SCW PPV, the final SCW show before its rebirth, where he faced an SCW legend and smiles. Beginning to walk again. "I wrestled someone who wanted to leave on a high, the man who held the SCW Heavyweight Championship when the forbidden named territory, where he was the World Heavyweight Champion, wanted to leave holding that title and bow out the best possible way. Champion of the World. But his farewell match was tainted and left a bitter taste in his mouth. Not the kind Bella has after your intimate encounters. Oh no. The man I mention is Spike Staggs and even thou this match was the catalyst for SCW to be bigger, better and give a big F-U to that alliance, that wasn’t how he wanted his career to end and despite me beating him on the final SCW tour. I don’t want to end the way Spike Staggs did. I want to end winning championships within SCW! Chris looks very intense but he closes his eyes and rakes his long hair back with his hands. "This isn’t my bump in the road, Malachi. This isn’t my learning curve into my first venture into the mixed tag scene. No. This is my first victory with Candy by my side, she will go on to defend the Bombshell Roulette Title and people will bare witness to the threat I pose!”
"I’m sure people listening to me will think why am I underestimating Malachi and Bella, why should I degrade them so when in the same sentence I’m an old-timer looking to ‘hang’ with the cool kids, it isn’t me underestimating the Irishman but I know I am better than the Irishman and will use this match to prove it! SCW will bare witness to this and it’ll be one step closer to myself possibly gaining a championship opportunity! And who knows, if I challenge Griffin Hawkins for the Roulette Championship, SCW will have an All English line-up as champions! Scary thought, right? !” He smirks. "Rule F’n Britannia!”
Chris stops walking as he stands before the Ocean Bank Convocation Center, a poster advertising Climax Control shows many of the SCW competitors like Griffin Hawkins, Roxi Johnson and Mercedes Vargas, but the words ‘stakes will be raised on the upcoming Supercard, My Bloody Valentine III!’ peak Chris’ interest. A chance to wrestle on the first supershow of 2020 and maybe being one of the challengers for one of the championships brings a wry smile to his face. He stares at the image of Griffin with the thought of possibly, for the first time on live stream or PPV, that the two of them will battle in a ring and maybe in a roulette title match.
The week that followed hurt. Hurt a lot. Chris’ training regime has adopted cold baths and other techniques to help his body recover, unlike other wrestlers who can wrestle multiple times a week and travel, Chris is at an age where he is limited to having to recover longer between appearances. Chris hadn’t appeared at Climax Control the following week but checked his twitter feed on his google pixel phone to see the next show, hailing from Florida as his eyes scans the post, seeing his involvement would be in a tag team contest with the new Bombshell Roulette Champion; Candy. A smirk appears on his face as this had been an opportunity he’d wanted. A matchup with Griffin Hawkins is on his list, a title opportunity is another, but with the tag team titles now being mixed and not having a partner or ally in SCW. This match could be the catalyst to maybe showing other bombshells he is a reliable partner.
Having made the journey from England to Florida earlier in the week, to climatize and adjust to the time zone change, Chris has just finished visiting the specialist kinesiology department at the FIU. Holding a new plan for rehabilitating his body after matches, he walks along the university campus, wind blowing his untamed hair as he rolls up the plan and places it inside his suit jacket pocket, placing his hands into his trouser pockets as he stares ahead at the camera.
"George Eliot once said ‘it is never to late to be what you might have been’. When I heard the bell toll after defeating Stephen Callaway, getting my hand raised by the official in front of the Sin City crowd, reminded me that despite my age and my aching limbs that it’s never to late to achieve success here in SCW.” Chris smirks at that very thought. "It was like history repeating itself at the expense of Stephen, with me beating him and being better than him, I almost hated for it to play out that way. But that feeling passed. Not sure I can say the same for you, Callaway. I mean always being in my shadow, always being outshone by me, never achieving what you always wanted to do and that’s defeat me. I sound like I’ve got some god complex saying all that but reality is that its all true. Stephen Callaway will never beat me. Back then. Now or forever.” He looks satirically at the camera before continuing. "Just like in football, not the American egg shaped sport, no. Football. Round ball that is kicked with their feet. You American’s call it soccer but it’s actually called football, one day you guys may get it right, however my analogy is getting long winded and I’m waffling. Just like in football, England always defeats Scotland, like Chris Crippler defeats Stephen Callaway. This coming week on Climax Control there will be another nations battle with England facing the Republic of Ireland. I’ll be teaming with the Bombshell Roulette Champion to face Bella Madison and Republic of Ireland’s own Malachi.”
Chris begins to speak jubilantly "I understand you’re the brother of Lachlan? Right? The former Mixed Tag Team Champion?” He looks impressed before sniggering and laughing. "I tried to sound impressed and that I know who you are but couldn’t keep it serious. Hence the laugh. I honestly don’t care if you have issues with your brother, or have issues with your family, or issues with a store because you got declined for a refund on your leather jacket. No. Malachi the Wild-Child is still going to have issues with his family but will have to face the burden of losing to myself and my partner, Candy.” Chris clears his throat. "The current reigning and defending SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion, Candy. Not a bad partner to have in my first Mixed Tag Team contest, right? Whilst you, Malachi, have Laura Phoenix’s child to partner you. Just like a poker hand, you play what you’re dealt, you’ve got nothing whilst my hand is a winning hand!”
"Call my bluff, Malachi. How much are you willing to bet to see if your mediocre hand can beat ours, a guaranteed win? A call, raise or all in? How are my poker analogies doing? Are you enjoying them or are you lost, wild-child? I bet he’s lost. Irish after all.” He shrugs. "Basically what I’m saying is that I’ve got a bombshell on the rise, the newly crowned champion and you’ve got the daughter of a pro-wrestling couple, it would be like saying a professional pool player faces a complete novice or Usain Bolt racing against John Goodman. I know that doesn’t mean the underdogs cannot have their little day, as we know underdogs do get their day, but when you’ve got a man with brotherly issues and a women who’s trying to live up to her family name facing a veteran and a champion. Doesn’t look or sound good. Just like Stephen Callaway who couldn’t step out of my shadow, you’re going to have to learn a lesson, a valuable lesson on this pathway we find ourselves on and I’ll gladly be your tutor.”
Chris stops walking, readjusts himself in posture and stance to look authoritative. "You should be more like your girlfriend, Malachi, someone who is supposedly smart and trying to be a student of the game. We all have to fail in order to learn. When babies learn to walk, they don’t just get up and walk, they learn how to put one foot in front of another BUT they fall. You expect to just step into the ring, hand in hand with your little girlfriend, and expect to win against a reigning champion and myself? No. Not at all. This will be the bump in the road, your stumble, your learning curve in this cruel business of ours! I have had to fall and lose before learning and improving. We all have. I don’t care if you’re all rose tinted and wanting to win for Elizabeth’s chance to challenge Candy, or even taking that step closer to face your brother or your own championship opportunities, we all have our own agendas and mine outshine both of yours completely. I am on this road for possibly the very last time and I’m looking to bow out in the most spectacular way possible!” Looking aside in remembrance of his first SCW PPV, the final SCW show before its rebirth, where he faced an SCW legend and smiles. Beginning to walk again. "I wrestled someone who wanted to leave on a high, the man who held the SCW Heavyweight Championship when the forbidden named territory, where he was the World Heavyweight Champion, wanted to leave holding that title and bow out the best possible way. Champion of the World. But his farewell match was tainted and left a bitter taste in his mouth. Not the kind Bella has after your intimate encounters. Oh no. The man I mention is Spike Staggs and even thou this match was the catalyst for SCW to be bigger, better and give a big F-U to that alliance, that wasn’t how he wanted his career to end and despite me beating him on the final SCW tour. I don’t want to end the way Spike Staggs did. I want to end winning championships within SCW! Chris looks very intense but he closes his eyes and rakes his long hair back with his hands. "This isn’t my bump in the road, Malachi. This isn’t my learning curve into my first venture into the mixed tag scene. No. This is my first victory with Candy by my side, she will go on to defend the Bombshell Roulette Title and people will bare witness to the threat I pose!”
"I’m sure people listening to me will think why am I underestimating Malachi and Bella, why should I degrade them so when in the same sentence I’m an old-timer looking to ‘hang’ with the cool kids, it isn’t me underestimating the Irishman but I know I am better than the Irishman and will use this match to prove it! SCW will bare witness to this and it’ll be one step closer to myself possibly gaining a championship opportunity! And who knows, if I challenge Griffin Hawkins for the Roulette Championship, SCW will have an All English line-up as champions! Scary thought, right? !” He smirks. "Rule F’n Britannia!”
Chris stops walking as he stands before the Ocean Bank Convocation Center, a poster advertising Climax Control shows many of the SCW competitors like Griffin Hawkins, Roxi Johnson and Mercedes Vargas, but the words ‘stakes will be raised on the upcoming Supercard, My Bloody Valentine III!’ peak Chris’ interest. A chance to wrestle on the first supershow of 2020 and maybe being one of the challengers for one of the championships brings a wry smile to his face. He stares at the image of Griffin with the thought of possibly, for the first time on live stream or PPV, that the two of them will battle in a ring and maybe in a roulette title match.