¤ NEW KID ON THE BLOCK
[ prologue ]
For about two months now Damien Kingston has found himself under contract with Sin City Wrestling. In that short amount of time he's been with the company Kingston has managed to make some headlines. He's managed to get his name out there. On top of all of that Kingston has managed to remain undefeated. Granted he's only had two matches but being 2-0 and is better than being 0-2. Anyone and everyone would agree with that logic. However this coming week for Climax Control, Kingston was going to find himself being put to the test when he steps into the ring again.
Reason being is because Kingston is going to go head to head with his toughest opponent yet. It's officially booked as Damien Kingston versus Nick Jones. No doubt about it Nick Jones is one of the biggest names to SCW. He's a former two time SCW Heavyweight Champion. In fact he's the only man to ever hold the Heavyweight Championship twice which says more than enough about his skills. If that wasn't impressive enough. Nick is also a former Man of the Year and former Wrestler of the Year. Needless to say Nick is everything he claims to be and more.
Based on those accomplishments and considering that Kingston hasn't paid his dues yet in SCW. Considering Kingston hasn't done much that's worth talking about. No doubt about it that everyone around is going to look at Kingston as the new kid on the block. Not a single person is going to take him seriously. Not a single person is going to believe that he has a chance against Nick Jones. Everyone is just going to write him off and that's where their biggest mistake will occur. Because Kingston has already proven when the odds are against him he can rise above it all.
Only a few questions remain. Will Kingston overcome the odds a second time? Will he rise above and shut down Nick Jones proving without a doubt that he's going to be a force within Sin City Wrestling? Or is it going to end badly for Kingston when Nick Jones squashed Kingston. Will Nick Jones put the rookie in check? All of those questions remain unanswered but this coming Sunday at Climax Control we're going to have answers and this very well could be the match that steals the show!
¤ BRAWLING ON THE BEACH
[ scene one ]
It was about twenty four hours away from Climax Control and where did Damien Kingston find himself? Well, he found himself out on Morningstar Beach - the same sight that was going to be used for Climax Control. Never the less he was having himself a few drinks. Something he didn't do when he was at home simply because he didn't like tempting the wife with alcohol. Something she couldn't have due to being pregnant.
He had a beer in his hand as he just walked along the beach watching the waves of the water crash against each other slightly. All of the sudden though he felt something slam into him as it threw him off his balance a little bit. Kingston quickly recovered as he turned himself around to see that some drunken ass-jockey had just ran into him without a care in the world. Before Kingston could do or say anything said drunken ass-jockey had something to say.
¤ JOHN SMITH
Better watch where the fuck you're going!
¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Listen cocksmoker, don't even try that tough guy shit with me. You ran into me ass-jockey.
¤ JOHN SMITH
What the fuck did you just call me?!
¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Oh so not only are you a queer, you're fucking retarded too? Man talk about a double whammy.
Kingston should have been the bigger man. He should have just let it slide. He should have walked away. Those were all the right calls. Yet Kingston didn't make the right calls. He wasn't using his better judgment. Maybe it was because he was buzzing a little himself. Or maybe it had something to do with the fact he couldn't stand rude people. Never the less Kingston looked back up as the drunk mouthed off again.
¤ JOHN SMITH
Dude, you're fucking lucky you're famous and not some average joe. I'd done kicked your ass, but I don't feel like getting sued.
¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
In other words you're suffering from an extreme base of bitchassness... I get it kid. You realized that you let your puppy dog ass overload your bulldog mouth and now you don't want to suffer the consequences for it. Trust I get it, so why don't you be the bitch that you are and apologize. It'll solve this whole problem.
¤ JOHN SMITH
Fuck you!
¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Although you've got a pretty mouth and I am sure that someone would love to have you as their bitch in prison. Sadly for you, I don't swing that way.
¤ JOHN SMITH
For real, this is your last warning. You better watch who the fuck you're talking to. I'll kick your ass right here, right now!
¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Simmer down there kid. Don't buy into that liquid courage the booze you've been sipping on is giving you... besides I thought you weren't going to do shit. I thought you didn't want to get sued? Granted, I wouldn't sue you. I'd just kick your ass and be down with it, but to each of their own I guess.
It seemed that this drunk had enough of the talking. That's when he charged across the beach as best as he could as it was clear being drunken and the sand not being meant to run on was a bit hard for him to run on. He got within arms reach of Damien and that proved to be a mistake. Because it didn't make no difference if the bottle of beer in Damien's hand was half full or not. He swung it forward and connected it against the drunk's head.
Instantly the drunk let out a loud groan as he rolled over onto his stomach holding his head. Kingston looked at him shaking his head from side to side a little bit. That's when he ditched the remainder of the bottle that was broken in his hand due to him cracking the man over the head with it. Kingston then grabbed a hold of the back of the drunk's shirt and pulled him up off the sand. Kingston noticed the blood that was pouring out of the open cut on the man's head.
¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Wow... what a pathetic little bitch. Didn't take you as the type to bleed so easily.
For further measures Kingston drew back his fist and connected with a punch right into the mouth of the drunk. Kingston released the man by the collar as he fell face down into the sand there on the beach. Kingston chuckled a little bit while shaking his head. He reached down inside his pockets and only to pull out what appeared to be a ticket. He looked at the ticket for a second or two with a smirk spread across his lips before he tossed the ticket down onto the man's seemingly unconscious body.
¤ DAMIEN KINGSTON
Here's a way to soften the blow when you wake your ass up. Come to SCW's Climax Control tomorrow night and watch me kick ass for real... I just personally hope that Nick Jones can fight better than you, pussy.
Kingston proceeded to shrug his shoulders while chuckling in only a way that he could. It came off rather arrogant and rather egotistical but that's whom Kingston was. That's whom he always had been and that's who he always would be. Never the less though, getting into a fight such as this one night before a big event such as Climax Control. Granted it was a situation that could get the company a bad image but clearly Kingston didn't care about any of that.
¤ #SHOOT
[ scene two ]
Nick Jones,
2x SCW Heavyweight Champion
Man of the Year
Wrestler of the Year
And one of the biggest pieces of shit to ever exist in pro wrestling.
I don't think I'll be able to understand what it is with people like you Nick. You think that just because you get an accomplishment or two under your belt. That you're the hottest thing going in a company. You think that just because you manage to be the first to do something in a company that you're the best thing going in that company. You think that just because you got lucky a few times that it makes you better than every single person to exist. Past, Present, and Future... but in reality, you're wrong.
I know that going into this match, you're going to pull a douchebag move. You're going to talk shit about how I'm the new kid on the block. You're going to talk about how I haven't done anything around here in SCW. You'll start to throw all your little accomplishments in my face. You'll go on this tirade about how much better you are than me and how I don't have a chance against you. You know the same song and dance that every jackass uses against the new guys on the roster.
Sadly for you though Nick, that's not going to work for you.
It's not going to work because I don't allow myself to become bothered by stupid shit like that. It's not going to work out because I'm not going to let your words bother me. It's not going to work out because everything you say to me will go in one ear and out the other. Truth be told Nick, you don't bother me at all. Your words will mean nothing and as much as you might claim to be a bad ass. As much as you might claim your better than me. As much as you might claim you're going to steam roll right on over me. You've got another thing coming your way.
You see I'm a man on a mission and that mission has been clear since I walked into to SCW. I'm here to avenge the world of pro wrestling. I'm here to save the world of pro wrestling. I'm here to restore honor and respect back into pro wrestling because it's people like you that have destroyed it. You might not think so. You might think you're some God to wrestling, but that's why you shouldn't think. Because regardless of what you're accomplishments are. Regardless of what you done with your career. Fact is you're just an every day average joe that got pushed because of how big you are not because of the actual talent you have and that's why I'm going to have fun exposing you for what you truly are.
And honestly Nick, you aren't that much of a bad ass. You aren't that big. You aren't that powerful. You aren't that strong and you aren't that good if you actually need a crew like The Entourage to back you up. Twist it how you'd like, but I'm not buying it and sure others aren't buying it either. The only reason The Entourage is shoved so far up your ass they can taste what you had for breakfast last year is because they are your crutch. They are what makes you good. They are what helps you survive. It doesn't take rocket scientist to figure that much but Entourage or not they won't be a factor later on tonight.
See why you don't want to believe it and why you don't want to see it. You're going to be no different than Nathaniel Havok and Jericho Hill - the two assclowns I made look pathetic in my debut match. You're going to be just like the big dumb fuck that I defeated soundly at Summer XXXTreme II. The same same big dumb fuck that I beat the ever living shit out of last week. You're going to be just like those three men in the terms of being just another victim in the long list of victims that are to come on my quest to make this right and on my quest to becoming the next SCW Heavyweight Champion.
To you I leave you with these parting words Nick... Bring on all that muscle you've got. Bring on the entire Entourage. Bring that ego of yours. Bring everything you got to this match and then watch me take it and crush it within my bare hands. One way or another Nick, it'll happen and you will understand that I am the Man of Liberty. I am basically a God and you will...
BOW BEFORE ME!
OOC;; I know it's shitty but I had a lot going on today. I didn't get what I wanted to get done. I didn't have the time to finish this and I had some other fed commitments stuff that I've already discussed with Mark. Sorry, it's so bad and I couldn't be much of a challenge but next time for sure!
