Post by: Jake Sullivan on March 30, 2012, 07:32:11 PM
Now that time has come. After two long months, I finally have my fight, and it’s not just any fight, either. I’ll be teaming with Gabriel as we face two members of the New X-Tremes in Spike Staggs and Jordan Williams. Sorry Despy! (actually, no I’m not
) It’ll be the Seven Deadly Sins against the New X-Tremes in what Spike is describing as a friendly fight. I might agree with him on that statement.I have nothing against Spike or Jordan Williams. Not yet, anyway. But, if they give me a good enough reason to have a problem with them, then I damn sure will. Spike’s brother, Jamie, has already sent me message after message asking me to take it easy on Spike, but you know what I did? I just laughed. Spike won’t take it easy on me anymore than I will take it easy on him once we step into that ring. We both want a fight, and for very different reasons.
Me? I just get a thrill out of beating the shit out of someone. I don’t care who it is. The human race just naturally pisses me off no matter what they do. I can’t tell you how many of these idiots on the SCW roster have pissed me off time after time, and a lot of them are for the same damn reason! So many of these guys that Mark Ward or Christian Underwood have signed might as well be the same person. Cocky, arrogant, ‘I deserve everything and you don’t’ sons of bitches. I hate that shit!
Nick Jones…’Blaque Hart Bruce Evans’…Matthew Kennedy…and that little spoiled rotten little punk, James Huntington Hawkes III...Those are just a few that I can name. They all bitch and whine, and say the same shit. Nick Jones is our Heavyweight Champion, but don’t even get me started on that shit. He’s successfully defended that title a few times now, but that was sheer luck if you ask me. If…no WHEN, he faces me, he’s not gonna be so damn lucky. Guys like him really piss me off.
I could have been booked against any one of those guys and I would have been just as satisfied facing either of them. I just want to beat the shit out of someone!
Spike? Spike is looking for a fight because he’s got some serious pent up anger over that backstabbing bitch ex-fiancee of his dumping him at the alter. I can’t say I blame him, though. A lot of people are probably questioning whether or not he’ll be able to focus in the ring. They don’t think he’s ready. To those people I say, get inside his fucking head and you tell me if he’s ready. Walk a mile in his shoes right now, and tell me if you wouldn’t want to beat the shit out of someone, just because you could…because you wanted to.
I’m expecting Spike to be the toughest one to get through on Sunday. You know what else I’m expecting? I’m expecting him to just…snap, once he gets into that ring. That sadistic bastard that we all knew back in the GXW days will come roaring to life, and you know what? I can’t fucking wait! I want him to come at me and Gabriel with everything he’s got and then some. Let it all out, Spike! Let us hear that roar you got inside of you. Give me the fight that I so desperately need. Let me see that evil inside your eyes. We all knows it’s there!
As for Jordan Williams…what can I really say about him? He’s got something that I still consider to be mine. Jamie and I were robbed of those tag title belts two months ago, and we have yet to get our return shot. Will it happen? Maybe some day. Jamie is busy kicking some serious ass over in BACW, so the timing is wrong, but maybe…just maybe somewhere down the line we’ll team up again and go after them. Until then, I’ll let Gabriel and Despy focus on taking them, because everyone knows they will.
This ‘friendly fight’ between the Sins and NXT really should have been placed as the main event, because let’s face it, every single one of us is main event quality. Every single one of us has held gold. Different championships, yes, but we are all champions in our own way. And Sunday, we’re all going to prove exactly why. We’re going to put on one hell of a fight, and do what we do best. May the better men win…
And The Seven Deadly Sins…Rage and Gabriel…plan to do just that.
“Just looking at him makes me want to kick his ass.” Rage says, as the scene opens up to find him walking next to Shane, as they trail a few feet behind Gabriel. Gabriel is strutting down the street through Amsterdam’s red light district, completely confident in how he looks wearing that…pimp suit.
“What else was he supposed to wear? He’s trying to pimp you out, big man. I think it’s pretty damn funny.” Shane replies with a laugh.
As the three walk down the street, trying to find a good place to go, people continue to glance at Gabriel and the outfit he is wearing. He keeps a smile on his face, though.
“Guys aren’t meant to ‘pimp out’ other guys, though, Shane. Kittie should be here wearing some ridiculously slutty outfit while he wears that shit. This is just—“
“Kittie has a husband,” Gabe says, turning around and cutting Rage off. “If you had said that to her, she would have smacked you in the crackers.”
Rage raises an eyebrow as he glances over to Shane. Shane smiles innocently and laughs.
“Looks like I’m not the only one who has been hanging around you too long.” Rage says.
“What can I say? I’m a genius, and soon, some of those phrases will be on shirts all over the world. People will have to pay me royalities for this stuff.” Shane replies proudly, as he looks to the camera and winks.
“Can we just find a place already? If I’m gonna be hanging around…that…all night, I need a drink, or several.” Rage says with a growl as he looks at Gabriel and shakes his head. Gabriel stops in front of a local nightclub.
Rage raises an eyebrow again, and looks at Gabriel. “A nightclub? Are you fucking kidding me?”
Gabriel nods. “Damn straight I’m serious. This place has to be swarming with single horny chicks looking for a good time.”
Rage shakes his head and starts backing away. “Hell no! I’m not going into some stupid nightclub! It’s full of idiots dancing!”
“Hot chicks dancing, Rage…Hot chicks dancing!” Gabriel says, slamming his pimp cane on the ground.
Rage folds his arms across his chest, and continues shaking his head.
“Screw this! I’m going back to the hotel. I don’t need your help getting laid anyway. I’m more than capable of getting some on my own, thank you very much.” Rage is about to turn around and head back to the hotel, when he, Shane and Gabriel are all surprised at who they see now standing in front of Rage.
“What the hell? Despy! What are you doing here?!” Rage says, shocked. Despy is in fact standing in front of him, clutching Angel close to him. He has a big smile on his face.
“How did you know where we were?” Gabriel asks as he walks up to Despayre.
“I’ve been following behind you guys the whole time! Angel said I had to keep quiet to keep, though.”
Rage shakes his head, then runs his hand over his bald head. “You guys wait here. I’ll take him back to the hotel. Synn is probably wondering where the hell he is.”
Despayre shakes his head, then runs behind Gabriel. “No! I want to stay with you guys! I want to have fun too!”
“Somehow, I don’t think I’m going to be having fun. So, I’ll leave you three to have fun then. I’m going back to the hote---“
Before Rage can even finish his sentence, Shane and Gabriel grab a hold of him, dragging him toward the entrance to the club.
“You guys better let go of me or I swear…” Rage tries to protest, but he doesn’t put up much of a fight.
“Oh give it up, big man. You could easily overpower the both of us, but you’re not even putting up a fight.” Shane says. Rage yanks his arms away from Shane and Gabriel’s grasp, while Despy stays just a few feet behind them.
“Fine! I’ll go…but Shane…you’re buying the first round of drinks.” Rage says, pointing a finger at Shane before walking into the club as Gabriel follows behind them. Shane laughs, and Despayre jumps excitedly.
“I hope they have Cherry Coke!” Despy then darts off into the club, with Shane following behind.
Two Hours Later…
Rage, Shane and Despy are all seen standing at the bar, each holding their drinks. Rage and Shane are both polishing off their beers, while Despayre is drinking what appears to be a cherry coke(guess he lucked out with the cherry coke!). The camera pans around the nightclub in search of Gabriel. He’s seen out on the dance floor, surrounded by a group of people, dancing and having a good time. Rage and Shane watch, and both can’t help but laugh.
“Why don’t you get out there and join him, big man? It looks like he can teach you some good moves.” Shane says, taking a swig of his beer after.
Rage glares at him, then downs the rest of his beer, slamming the glass down on the bar counter. Gabriel soon walks up to them.
“Since I bought the last round, you’ve got the drinks this time, baldy.” Gabriel says to Rage, signaling for the bartender. Rage shakes his head.
“I don’t think so ya greedy bastard. I got the last round, and you bought the drinks before that. It’s Shane’s turn.” Rage replies as he and Gabriel turn their attention to Shane. Shane has just finished his beer as well.
“You two need your brains checked. I bought the last round, so you can fight over who wants to buy this round, and you better hurry. I’m sobering up as we speak.” Shane says, leaning on the bar.
Gabriel and Rage begin bickering and arguing over who will pay for the next round of drinks. Neither notices Despayre walk up to them. Despy tugs on Gabriel’s coat, as he keeps his eyes locked somewhere else.
“Gabriel…Gabriel!” Despy says, trying to get Gabriel’s attention.
Gabriel and Rage stops talking, and both look to Despy.
“What’s up Despy?” Gabriel asks.
“The three girls that have been staring at you guys all night are headed this way.” Rage and Gabriel both look up to see just what Despayre is talking about.
Three beautiful women, two blondes and a brunette, are in fact heading in their direction from the far side of the club. Gabriel elbows Rage, grinning and nodding.
“Why didn’t you tell us they were staring at us all night, Despy?” Rage asks.
“I don’t know…I thought you knew!” Despy replies as he takes another sip of his cherry coke, still clutching Angel close to him.
“Looks like both of you will be getting some tonight. Only question is…who gets two of them?” Shane walks up behind Rage and Gabriel, patting both of them on the back with a smile.
Despy has gone back over to the bar at this point, taking a seat and finishing his cherry coke. He sets Angel down in his lap. To Rage and Gabriel and Shane’s surprise, the three women don’t walk up to them, but instead right past him and over to…Despayre and Angel?! They turn and watch as the three women approach Despayre, smiling at him and Angel.
“What an adorable little teddy bear!” One of the blondes says, revealing an American accent. Her friends nod and agree with her.
“His name is Angel!” Despayre replies, as Rage, Gabriel and Shane all look on, shocked at what is happening. They watch as the three women each buy Despayre a cherry coke, and ooh and ahh over the teddy bear, Angel.
“Are you fucking kidding me?!” Rage growls.
“I’ll be damned…We just got cockblocked by Despy!” Gabriel says.
Shane’s response says it all.
“No, mate…you just got cockblocked by Angel!” And Shane bursts out laughing as he heads over to the bar to buy another round of drinks. Rage and Gabriel look at each other, and all they can do is just shake their heads and go for another beer.
The Next Day…
“Wait a minute. Did I just hear you right? You guys got cockblocked by…Angel?!”
The scene opens up just outside the hotel where the Seven Deadly Sins are staying. Kittie is now cracking up, nearly on the ground she’s laughing so hard. Rage and Gabriel are standing next to each other, neither too pleased with Kittie poking fun at them. Rage growls, and looks at Fantasia who is standing in between Shane and Kittie.
“Fantasia, can you smack her for me? I’m not allowed to do it.” Rage asks. Kittie’s laughter dies down a bit, but she still can’t help but look at the two and snicker.
“No, I will not smack her for you, Rage. If I had to smack her, I’d have to smack myself, because I think it is just as funny.” Fantasia responds, causing Shane to let out a laugh, and Kittie to start laughing once again. Despayre walks up behind Rage, jumps and smacks him on the back of his head.
“What the hell?! Despy what was that for?!” Rage turns around and looks at Despy.
“For asking Fantasia to hit Kittie!”
Rage rubs his head and shakes his head. “Why am I always the one getting abused by this kid?”
“Because it’s just too damn easy.” Gabriel chimes in with a laugh.
“Oh yeah? We’ll see how easy it is when I leave your ass in the ring to fight Spike and Jordan alone. Do a disappearing act of my own.” Rage folds his arms across his chest and grins.
Gabriel shakes his head. “Ahh relax, bud. You can’t walk away from a fight anyway.”
Rage rolls his eyes, knowing Gabriel has a point. Behind them, Despayre has one hand behind his back, and Angel in the other. He looks deep in thought but with some nudging(from Angel I assume
), he taps Rage with a finger. Rage turns around and looks at Despayre.“Yes?” Rage asks. Despayre motions for Rage to get down to his level. Rage shrugs his shoulders, and kneels down so he is somewhat at Despayre’s eye level. Once he’s low enough, Despayre smiles and throws a Hawaiian lei around his neck.
“Umm..Despy, you do realize we’re not in Hawaii, right?”
Despayre nods and without hestitation says, “Yep! Angel says you just got lei’d!”
Despayre then skips past Rage, as the rest of the group burst out laughing. Even Synn offers a bit of a chuckle. Rage lowers his head, shaking it, then gets back to a standing position. Shane walks up to him, patting his shoulder.
“Congrats, bud. Not only were you cockblocked by Angel, but you got laid by him also! I’m impressed.” Shane then walks away shaking his head and laughing, as Gabriel, Kittie, Fantasia and Synn follow behind him. Rage stands there, fists clenched.
“Great…I’m never gonna hear the end of this shit…”
**SCENE FADES OUT**