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Climax Control Archives / First bout: Rix Usher vs Jordan Williams
« on: January 21, 2012, 02:01:51 AM »
 "And we're going live in three, two, one! And welcome to everyone's favourite radio show, Cutting the X with Paul X! I am joined by my guest, former pro MMA fighter and now the newest addition to Sin City Wrestling, a personal acquaintance of mine, Rix "F'ckin" Usher!"

"Thanks for having me here, Paul."

"Rix, a lot have been said about your return to the professional wrestling business, in fact you have been gone from the business for seven whole years! What happened and why now?"

"Let's just say that "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward made me an offer i cannot reject."

"It is obvious it is not the money, you are making good money down in Singapore with your own business and you have a 13-0 record in MMA, were you not afraid of the MMA community seeing you as a pro wrestler, the stigma of being a professional wrestler and staged fighting?"

"Well, let's face it, Paul. Did anyone talk shit about me when i appear on SCW two weeks ago, sending Jordan Williams and Spike Staggs into a world of hurt? Anyone who wishes to talk shit about me being a pro wrestler, hell, some of the best MMA fighters in the world are pro wrestlers. Kazushi Sakuraba, Don Frye, Dan Severn, i don't see anyone talking shit about them. My point is simple, i came to settle some unfinished business and i don't give a fuck what anyone thinks or what anyone says. You can boo me, you can cheer me, i don't really give a shit."

"You mention Jordan Williams, who on the past week's SCW Climax Control had choice words for you."

"The thing about Jordan Williams is that he is constantly living in HIS ERA. He mentions the Perfection Connection, how the Perfection Connection took me under their wing and how i have grown up. Look at me, Jordan. I'm 31. The world is constantly evolving and for you to still moan about how i knock you down with one punch, hitting you from behind? Reality check, Jordan, remember the first lesson you taught me? Always be on the alert. I came up to you and i knock you down not at the back of the head but where i know it'll hurt the most. I call that the Liver Shot, a little gift i took from training in Mixed Martial Arts. I can't blame you though, what are you? 50? With age comes limited mobility but i assure you, it was NOTHING PERSONAL. You want have Spike's back. I want Spike so badly, taking you out first seems the most logical thing to do."

"I have no doubt that Jordan "PS" Williams is listening in to this boardcast now!"

"It doesn't really matter whether Jordan Williams is listening in or not. One thing Jordan will never understand is that sarcasm never works with me. If anything, it is a plain waste of time. Jordan always likes to say that he is "too good for ya!". How about this Jordan, why don't you go back home and ask your sister whether Rix Usher is too good for her? You see, Paul. Me and Jordan's sister dated briefly 7 years ago, i bet Jordan already forgotten about that, but this is not about me dating his sister. It is not even about me laying a beatdown on him. I always enjoy a good fight, two men steps into the cage, i'm sorry, I meant ring and beat the hell out of each other. There is only ONE PROBLEM. You see Jordan, for the first time in your career, you are facing a man who ain't going to whisper in your ear, "bodyslam me" or stall for time with a side headlock. You are facing a man with nothing to lose. I sure as hell hope that for all your former accolades that you are prepared for what i am about to bring to the ring this Sunday."

"Let me stray away from Jordan Williams now and talk about Nick Jones. Now the last time you two met, it was a really ugly situation."

"What about Nick Jones? He defeated me for the GXW World Heavyweight Championship, he is a jacked up anabolic smartass who i really do not want to have anything to do with. The only reason why i am tolerating Nick Jones is all because of Mark Ward. I must say though that Nick Jones is a very good fraudster. Just look at him throwing the three punch combo, you would have thought that Nick idolizes Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson! Well Nick have to learn one thing, I don't fear him, i don't need him, i don't report to him. You walk around as if you got grapefruits for balls, reality check time. I don't give a f'ck about you. I'm not interested in the SCW Title or whatever is it that you are after. You can rest assured and stop getting your panties into a bunch."

"So there is no love lose between you two?

"None whatsoever. As far as i'm concerned, i came back, my boss is Mark Ward. I work for him. Anyone can call me Mark Ward's bitch, Mark Ward's boy. I don't really give a fuck. Bottomline is this muthafucka can hold his own with the best Sin City Wrestling have to offer. Question is, is everyone ready to roll?"

"We know you are currently based in Singapore, so what have you been doing there?"

"I actually own a company in Singapore selling Mixed Martial Arts products and apparel but when Mark Ward flew down to Singapore to look for me and made me an offer i cannot reject. I decided to get a house here in Las Vegas and transit to and fro. As to what i was doing in Singapore, i was actually travelling around the world, Thailand, Russia, Canada, Brazil, Japan, training with some of the best gyms and dojos. It is the only way to evolve in your trade. You see, Paul, professional wrestling needs to evolve. You see the big company in Stamford and you see guys like Phil Brooks & Bryan Danielson ultilizing Muay Thai, Jiu Jitsu moves and YES, it actually got them over and the company decided to make them Champions. In my situation, however i don't need anything to get me over with the fans. I don't care if they like me or they hate me. You are going to see alot of Muay Thai, Jiu Jitsu, Boxing, Judo, Wrestling in my fights..."

"You do mean match right?"

"Right, whatever they call it."

"Hey, i'm just joking man! So you must have trained with some of the best in the Mixed Martial Arts industry?"

"I take it that you are asking a question there, Paul. Yes i do train with the some of the best, and i do get my ass kicked by them legitimately everytime. You are talking about Lumpinee Muay Thai World Champions, Brazilian Jiu Jitsu Black Belts, Judo Black Belts, Olympic Wrestlers, the likes."

"So you train with Kurt Angle?"

"Nope, i do not train with Kurt Angle, Kurt is like Jordan, very much living in a world of his own. There's only so much you can ride on, 1996 is yesterday's news. It's been fifteen fuckin years and Kurt Angle is still hung up on the fact that he won a freaking gold medal. What did that gold medal did for him? It sure as hell didn't keep him his wife. Same goes for Jordan Williams with all his accolades, this Sunday he'll be facing a fighter, one who can legitimately put him down for good. Jordan Williams and i know you are hearing this, do not attempt to drag out the past, cause quite frankly, i don't give a fuck about the past. As far as i'm concerned i came back to this business for one thing and one thing alone, i came for Spike Staggs. You happen to be in the way."

"Correct me if i'm wrong but you seem to have an aversion to be being labelled a pro wrestler?"

"I started out as a pro wrestler, its like what Mark Ward said, Professional Wrestling will always be in my blood, but i've evolve to the next level, I don't need anyone's cooperation to land a liver shot or a takedown. It's pretty simple. I know the entire pro wrestling industry are going to blackball me for "revealing" the fact that professional wrestling is staged. Then again, in the society we live in today, do you honestly think anyone will believe that a man of my calibre actually lost to Chris Jericho? Or that Scott Schreiner could really defeat Mark Ward? This business is a charade but ladies and gentlemen, this fight between me and Jordan Williams is for real. You are going all going to see you beloved Jordan "PS" Williams get the shit kick out of him and when i am done with him, i'll hunt down each and every individual of your little clique. You want to talk about being sick and twisted, i assure you, Rix "F'ckin" Usher is as sick and twisted as they come, hide your wives, hide your kids, most importantly, hide SPIKE."

"Needless to say, the internet wrestling community is going to have a field day with your revelations but what is the obsession with Spike Staggs?"

"Obsession is an understatement. I am not going to go into details but Spike Staggs took away seven years of my life. For seven years i live in pain constantly. This person sitting right in front of you is a product of Spike Staggs's actions. Spike Staggs has dark secrets. Yes, all you adoring fans, your beloved Spike Staggs has a dark dark secret. You see back in the GXW days, I was like a mentor to Spike, he said and i quote in a interview that "he think wasn't good enough for GXW but Rix just wouldn't hear it." That "Rix sees something in me way back when no one else did." I sure as hell see something in Spike Staggs, what i did not see was how conniving he is and for him to come out these days, signing autographs and taking photos with babies, trying to be the GOOD GUY. Well i got news, i AM THE BAD GUY. Spike and i know you are hearing this, lock your doors, hide your kids. Cause once i am finished with Jordan Williams, you are next and you are going to get so f'cked..."

"There we go, i reckon another letter from the censorship board will come pretty soon! Any last words for your opponent, Jordan Williams?"

"I'll leave the talking after i am wiping the mat with his face."

"And there we have it, one of the main matches in this Sunday's Climax Control, Rix "F'ckin" Usher facing his former mentor, Jordan "PS" Williams! Coming up next, we sit down with the President of the NWA!"

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Thinking aloud to myself as i drive.. yes i still drive.. "Jordan... Jordan... Jordan... What have you got yourself into? Trouble. You should have left it at that, shouldn't have whine and cry about Rix Usher leaving you in a heap with a f'ckin liver shot. You have to admit it, you are past your prime. You see a man wearing a mask and all of a sudden, you froze in fear. You didn't what to do, where is your instinct? Cause you're thinking, man oh man, this is not in the script, what the f'ck is this gimp doing here? Reality check, Sin City Wrestling just got real. When you agree to this match, you are signing a shoot, it ain't going to be a tango, it is going to be a rough, knock you out, choke you out fight...."

Swerve the car to the kerb as someone cuts into my lane! Got out of the car, walking towards the offender, seething with anger and i see this bald headed black man and immediately Jordan Williams came to mind! I drove a kick into the door, denting it, balled up my fist and drove it right through the window! The window exploded as the black man scream in fear! JUST LIKE THE WAY JORDAN will be screaming... I open the door and pull the black man out, grabbed him by the collar, i felt like punching him when i heard sirens.. just my luck.. Mark isn't going to be happy, but why the hell should i care?

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"I know you are pissed off, Mark... but if you are not coming to get me out NOW. Then chances are i'll spend the night here in the lockup and you won't have a match between me and Jordan. It's your call."

Scene switches to show Rix smiling as he was led back to the lockup.

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Character Building Roleplays / Rix is back.
« on: January 09, 2012, 10:12:33 AM »
 "paa-wa-naa hai jai tee jep jong kem kaeng
mae man ja rai rieow raeng ja feun look yeun hai wai
kon kon dieow man mai mee sit ka-naat nan
mai tam hai cham teung dtaai yang ngai dtong rap hai daai"

"One two! One two hook! One two hook uppercut! Knee! Knee! Elbow! Elbow! Push kick!"

"Damn, Thailand really got to you huh?"

The scene zooms in to show "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward walking into a newly furnished gym, the focus pans to show Rix Usher working on the pads with legendary Lumpinee Muay Thai champion, Yoddecha Sityodtong. Yoddecha stops and does a wai as Mark Ward returns the greeting as Rix motions to Yoddecha.

"Khob kun krub, P'Lui. Break 20 minutes."

Yoddecha nodded and walks away as Rix and Mark embraces.

"What brings you the legendary "Hot Stuff" to Singapore?

"I haven't seen you train this hard since your match with Jericho."

"Just had to rub it in don't you?"

"How long have it been since you stepped into a squared circle? By my calculations, you haven't wrestle in close to 7 years since you left the business though i heard that you've been active on the MMA scene, breaking bones and knocking people out."

"You flew all the way here from UK just to tell me this?"

"Hell, who was i suppose to blame? There's Sityodtong Boston, there's Greg Jackson's MMA, there's the Wolf's Lair but you just have to come to Singapore, don't you?"

"It's the best, where on earth can you get the best in Muay Thai and Jiu Jitsu in one place? Here.”

"Rix, we need to talk."

"Let me guess, you started a new promotion and you want me to go back into the pro wrestling business."

"Hotstuff" smiled. "I am SURPRISED you actually know."

"Pro wrestling's not that huge here but there's something known as the internet, you know?"

Rix turns to grab his towel when "Hot Stuff" suddenly grab him in a waistlock, Rix instinctively broke the grip and transits into a kimura! "Hot Stuff" drops to one knee and rolls out of it!

"Not bad! Not bad!"

"What the fuck are you doing?! I could have broke your arm!"

"If i let you."

"Is this it? Is this what is it about? You want me back in the pro wrestling business so badly that you had to fly all the way to Singapore just to do this?"

"Rix, the pro wrestling business IS IN you! You know you want back! You have unfinished business there."

"Mark, no. STOP."

"All this bravado about being a pro fighter, you break bones, knock people out and you won't go back into a pro wrestling ring? What's the matter? Pro wrestling's too fake for you? Just in case you didn't know, this ain't WWE i'm talking about, this is SCW! I run the place, nothing's predetermined, nothing's script! It is as real as the fact that Christian's gay!"

Rix steps up and pushes his forehead against "Hotstuff"!

"You want to take that back?"

"Make me!"

"Rix pushes "Hotstuff" away and walks out of the gym as the camera pans to show "Hotstuff" smirking...

“Spike is back in the business.”

Rix stops in his stride.

“Spike Staggs is in SCW.”

Rix turns around and storms towards “Hot Stuff”, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and pressing him up against the caging!

“Spike?!”

“Hot Stuff” smirks, “That name brings back any memories?”

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Justin Decent: "Your winners by pin fall the team of SPIKE STAGGS, JORDAN WILLIAMS AND WYATT PETERSON!!!

Adams: Spike, Jordan and Wyatt have won!

HS: This is bull!

Hot Stuff takes off his headset and gets in to the ring, grabbing the microphone from Justin Decent as he moves by. Hot Stuff stands up and looks at Spike celbrating with Jordan. Spike's music dies down and Hot Stuff stares at Spike.

HS: Congratulations, great steal Spike, great steal.

Hot Stuff pauses for a second.

HS: Ya know, not so long ago, you gave me this as a present.

Hot Stuff motions towards Jordan Williams

HS: But you know, I wanna return this lousy piece of crap, it expired 5 years ago.

The fans boo at Hot Stuff

HS: I promised you something Spike, do you remember? I promised you a gift too. Now I know they say you should gift about equal value, right, but this gift cost a damn sight more then equal value. I've put some thought in to this one Spike, hell, I travelled around the world to pick up this special gift for you. I caught your cute little story about monsters and how monster Spike looked more like victim Spike, but I think you left out the part about how monster Spike used to be a psychopathic bastard with no morals at all. Let me take your mind back Spike, let me take it all the way back to a show, a Generation X Wrestling show, a show called Reckless Abandon, do you remember that show Spike?

Spike tilts his head, his eyes narrowing.

HS: Oh, I see the wheels turning there, and wheels being an apt word Spike. I seem to recall a certain car, a Jaguar X if I remember right, I seem to remember seeing a certain Spike sitting in the drivers seat, I saw what you did Spike, I saw it!

Spike's eyes widen slightly.

HS: I saw you in the drivers seat, and I knew what happened Spike, I knew you hit that man. I went to see that man Spike, while he laid there in a coma, I whispered your name in his ear, and he disappeared. It's took me years to find him Spike, cost me personally over a hundred thousand dollars over the years to find him. He couldn't remember that night Spike, till I mentioned your name, a name long forgotten.

Spike steps towards Hot Stuff, but Hot Stuff puts a hand up to him.

HS: My gift to you is looking in the eyes of a man, who's career you took away. Moral of the story here Spike, never judge a book by it's cover, because trust me son, you're nowhere near innocent.

Spike clinches a fist but the lights in the arena drops out. The letters XSERUHIR appear on the screen. Spike looks up in confusion as red lights flash around the arena. Jordan steps next to Spike, look at the screen and back to Hot Stuff, who smirks right back at Jordan. The lights flash back on, but the letters continue to shine on the screen. Behind both Jordan and Spike, a figure stands, wearing black pants, and a red and gold mask, his face covered.

Adams: Spike doesn't see the masked man!

The fans scream out to warn Spike and Jordan, but the man nails Jordan with a huge shot to the ribcage, accurate and hard, sending Jordan down to the canvas and in agony. Spike turns his head but the man leaps and deliver a flying knee to the jaw, Spike collapses to the floor as the masked man mounted him and smashes him repeatedly in the face with vicious elbows! Spike pushes the man off, turning over on his fours and tries to crawl away but the masked assailant delivered a crushing stomp on the back of Spike's head and locks on a rear naked choke, turning and pulling Spike down to the canvas. Spike fights for air but the man cinches the hold, much to the pleasure of Hot Stuff, standing over the action. Hot Stuff nods at the man, who lets go of the hold. Hot Stuff grabs Spike to his feet, and holds his tired body up by the hair, with his right hand.

Hot Stuff holds the Microphone in his left hand and stands to the side of Spike, forcing him to look at his masked attacker.

HS: You see Spike, I remember all from the past too, and as you gave me Jordan, a guy who was a friend, a guy who's luckiest day was when I walked in to his training camp, giving him more coat tails to ride, but now, you're gonna face your past Spike. You see, I faced my past every time I look at you two wastes of space, time for you to meet yours, and justify why you took him out with a car Spike.

The letters on the screen start to jumble up as the man reaches down and takes hold of the mask. The man pulls off the mask and stares at Spike, looking like he's just seen a ghost. The screen spells out the name of...

Adams: RIX USHER! OH MY GOD! RIX USHER IS STANDING IN AN SCW RING!

Simone: Rix Usher hasn't been seen or heard of in years!

Jordan looks up from the floor, shocked at seeing another of his former allies. Rix continues to stare a hole through a surprised Spike.

HS: Surprise!

Rix smiles at Spike, lowering his head and making the stare more ice cold.

HS: Now that's a present Spike.

Hot Stuff holds the mic in front of Rix's face

Rix: You just, got f*cked!

Hot Stuff drops Spike and he and Rix leave the ring as Casey Williams slides back in to the ring and helps Jordan and Spike to his feet. Hot Stuff picks Nick Jones up outside the ring, and Nick stares at Rix, surprised at seeing his former rival.

HS: New Xtreme Spike? Meet the elite son.

"Lay Your Hands On Me" by Bon Jovi starts to play and Hot Stuff, Nick Jones and the returning Rix Usher stand outside the ring, staring at Spike, Jordan Williams and Casey Williams, leaning against the ropes staring back.

Adams: This is madness, Usher returns to get at Spike and Jordan Williams, you can feel the hate in the air.


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“A job well done I might say, Rix.”

Rix looks up to see “Hot Stuff” Mark Ward walking into the locker room with Nick Jones.

"What the fuck you looking at, Nick?"

Nick tried to speak but was immediately cut off by Rix!

"Just KEEP QUIET. You are not needed here. The door is right there."

Nick festers in anger, looking at Hot Stuff who nodded his head and left the room.

“Nick is part of the team, Rix. You have to learn to work together sooner than later.”

"When i promise you i'll follow you back, i didn't promise you that i have Nick Jones's back. And if you want to talk about team work, what makes you think i can trust this egomanic? DTA. Don't Trust Anybody. I made that mistake, i trusted Spike too much, i treated him like a brother and he run me down with my own car? Tell me how is that good? I don't even want to start on why you only told me an hour ago that Jordan is with Spike!"

“Speaking of that, that IS a wicked shot!"

Rix smiles, picks up his bag and walks out of the locker room as the camera pans to show "Hot Stuff" smiling at Rix's back.

“RIX!! Welcome back, you little fucker!"

*Fades to black*

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