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  1. 22 points
    Gunner Flynn

    Party Bus Phase

    Week by week passes, somethings stay the same as other completely change the landscape of BPZ. Last week Icon showed the world what his intentions were and this week Icon has something a bit different in store. The same as last week, Icon stands from and center in the ring. Awaiting the fans to quiet down to address his thoughts. I come out here tonight, 100 percent focused on my opposition. But what is hans focused on? Everything besides the United States Championship. First King Of The Ring, then To The Top and now going for the Tag Team titles with Bic. Hans you have 4 other performers gunning for that title. But you are too busy patrolling a god damn party bus. Icon begins to smirk at the thought of a party bus. A party bus symbolizes everything that Icon hates. Hans what have you proved? Nothing has changed with your reign? You haven't made this title more prestigious, you have made it a joke. The United States Championship is more of a accessory than a championship to you. And that sickens me to the core. When I held that belt over a year ago, I held it with honor, prestige and put all my energy into keeping it around my waist. Long Live The Prophecy One year ago, the championship was raised above my head. I was living my dream but it came to a screeching haul. With one man Julius. I would lose my possession to this man, failing the prophecy, one that couldn't be revived. Current Day Prophecy One year has advanced but one thing stays the same. My drive to regain my most prized possession. Hans you may see the United States Championship as some sort of one way ticket to funland, but I see it as a free ticket to the top. And that will ultimately be your downfall. Multiple bells begin to ring, before Icon exits the ring with a standard purpose.
  2. 22 points
    Hans

    BPZ 2K19

    BPZ 2K19 Collector's Edition: Ace Edition ____________________________________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________________ This year's collectors edition is filled with goodies and content and the man represented is none other then BPZ Hall of Famer, Jonathan! The Ace edition has a variety amount of items, so lets see what you're getting in this year's collector's edition. First thing you get is of course BPZ 2K19 of your choosing console. Along with that you get the BPZ 2K19 season pass so you can get all the DLC when it becomes available. Next thing you got is painting of Jonathan himself. This was created by our very own, Bob Fitzberger. He has created a bunch paintings in the past for BPZ. You then get a action figure of Jonathan and its an exclusive as you only get this specific action figure if you get the collector's edition. Next thing you get is a signed autographed picture from Jonathan, and its very rare to get a autograph from Jonathan, let alone one in great condition. Finally you get 2 exclusive characters, first you got Jonathan and his attire from BPZ Mania 3. Arguably Jonathan's greatest rival, Nebakos will be in BPZ 2K19, only way to get him is through the Collector's edition. So what are you waiting for, pre-order the collector's edition today! ____________________________________________________________________________________________________
  3. 21 points
    No One Man - Chapter One: Friends ⊗ Zombie ⊗ I stood idly at the back entrance, staring aimlessly at the wall. I could be the bass thumping just beyond, sending waves through the wall that made the street tremble. I felt the ground shake below me, it was really starting to piss me off. I sauntered to the door again and once again started banging, slamming my fist into the cold steel harder after every knock. I finally ceased, stuffing my hand back in my pocket and stepping back. I waited another quarter-century, nothing changed, the bass kept thumping and every breath I took formed a freezing sheet of air in front of me. I couldn’t bear to wait for another second, I quickly pulled my hands out my pockets and peeled the glove off my right and flicked the knob, it came apart on contact, I pushed the door open and walked into the dim room. In the distance, I could make out a plethora of colors, bright lights created a cascading sea of pink, purple, and blue. The lights gleamed against the golden poles and glitter, I couldn’t see how people hadn’t see yet. I approached, passing an assembly of men dressed in all black, all guarding cordoned rooms. They seemed too preoccupied to deal with me, I continued to stride down the maroon carpet, “Womp Womp” hammered louder out the speakers as I approached a railing. I looked out to see the mobs surrounding the small islands of stages, money raining down on the female performers like confetti. I didn’t know strip clubs were this busy on Tuesdays. I began to scan the club, looking for where the big boss man would set up shop while I slipped my hand into my glove. I decided to adventure upstairs, I began to clamber up the steps, looking up to find a pair of extremely unfriendly bodyguards. “I need to see your boss,” I called out to them as I reached the top of the flight, trying to continue between them. They stopped me of course, the one on the left snatching my wrist and the one on the right placing a hand on my chest. I stopped, making eye contact with both of them. “Are you even old enough to be here?” one asked, I sighed audibly before replying. “I need to see your boss, Mr. Banks, Don Dada, whatever the fuck.” They didn’t budge whatsoever, growing more adamant in their head shaking. I massaged my temple, why were mafia types so fucking annoying? It was really starting to piss me off. I wiggled my left hand free enough to twist my palm towards me and slapped his hand. I finally wrangled my hand away as a small army of dark freckles appeared on his wrist. The man on my right tried to place another hand on me, I slapped his hand away as well, with the dark spots materializing moments after. I quickly snapped my fingers as I began to march forward again, leaving the two men on the floor crying out in agony as their skin, sinew, muscle, and tissue flecked off the hands. I massaged my left hand now, they’d be fine I’d only used my left hand. I wish I could get it stronger but unfortunately, I’m a righty. These powers weren’t just blessings from God that allowed you to get a leg up on the world. They were simply an extension of natural physiques. They were mostly present in people’s dominant hand, foot, whatever, people being able to do incredible things but without the immunity of a Superman. We had limits, breaking points that would cause more harm to our body than was worth it. Most people couldn’t even get an inkling of power in their non-dominant hand, becoming utterly predictable in the way they fought. It would always just become who had the bigger gun. But it was almost pointless trying to get an equal level of power in both hands, you could never achieve the same potential of power in your weaker hand. I decided to at least get my left hand functional, being able to emit power from my left, though it hurt like a bitch, and decided to load up as much power as I could in my right. I’ve seen some people who instead decided to achieve a balanced set of power in both hands, they usually didn’t have lethal power. And then there were the real freaks, the lucky ones who ended up getting full body powers. Those people were the ones who belonged in fucking comic books, the ones able to change the bodily makeup, transform into other beings, and fully power up. I wouldn’t go anywhere near those freaks, not worth the money. There were also the mind freaks, people who got superpower brains on Professor X type shit, they weren’t powerful as much as they were annoying, I tried to stay out of their way. I was just lucky I had gotten this “incredible” power, the full extent of death beheld in my fingertips. It was so much cooler than it sounds. I stopped kneading away at my hand and continued down the corridor, running my fingers on the railing beside me. I examined every door I passed, hoping to see any door that could serve as the boss man’s office. I eventually came to the end of the hallway, then began pounding on the final door. “I swear to God if I have to wait another second I’ll get really upset!” I yelled, beginning to pull my glove off. He was so rude, making me wait while he was the one who asked around for me. At the very least he could’ve told his bodyguards I was coming, maybe they would’ve gotten me a Caprisun and a lap dance. Now I had to bang on his door like a fucking policeman, I don’t think a pinch of etiquette is too much to ask for. The door finally swung open, all six foot six, two hundred thirty of Banks filled the doorway. He stood expressionless, looking at me for a handful of seconds before peering over my shoulder, seeing his bodyguards clutching their wrists. He refocused on me, visibly more upset than he was a second ago. Finally, he budged, retreating from the doorway and allowing me in. I slowly sauntered in, taking in the room as I made my entrance. The room was lavishly furnished, as it opened up, a seating area was placed to the right, with a neatly arranged couple of silk chairs surrounding an ivory coffee table. Just behind it lied a bar and presumably storage area for both legal and illegal trinkets. Everything in the room was meticulously tucked away, the thought behind every action was apparent. The Don was so fucking paranoid. At the end of the room lied an ebony and ivory desk, placed in front of a stained and tinted window. On the desk laid some folders and papers, neatly stacked in a pile in the corner. Laid on top was that new bestseller, so bullshit on the “enhanced” by this Dr. Sage guy. Don walked towards the window, gazing out towards the hectic streets. “Where’s the rest of it?” I asked bluntly while I took my seat in yet another silk seat, so bougie. He pivoted back to face me. “How do I know he’s dead?” he asked, I think my eye roll was audible. “Not my issue, ask his wife for all I care, you kill me if he’s not dead. Where’s my money?” I said now, my annoyance starting to ring through. I pulled my hands out of my pockets and began fidgetting with my glove. He approached his desk, drawing a desk drawer open and removing an envelope from it. He placed it on the table before me, I grabbed it, ripping the envelope open and rifling through the cash. “This clean?” I asked, continuing my count of the cash. “Like a virgin,” he replied, these mafia characters loved their stupid sayings. I pocketed the money, satisfied that it was all there, I don’t think the Don was dumb enough to cross me. I rose to leave, our business was complete but he stopped me, motioning for me to retake my seat. He pulled another drawer open, retrieving two glasses and a bottle of whiskey. I dragged his chair back and now took his seat, beginning to pour the whiskey in the glasses. He handed one to me. “I’m not legal,” I retorted, but he became more stubborn, pushing the glass closer to me. “For a successful transaction, and continued success for the both of us in the future,” he began. I gripped the glass, and raised it, clanking it with his in the process. “Salud.” He downed the liquor quickly, proceeding to watch with a smirk while I slowly worked away at the whiskey. I finally put the glass back on the desk, content with the current amount of singeing in my throat. He reclined in his chair, seemingly inspecting me with his stare. I cleared my throat suggestively, trying to figure out why he was shielding his intention. He finally filled the silence with a question. “Would you ever cross me?” The question caught me off-guard, I broke the eye contact we hand and focused on my glass, taking another sip before swirling what remained. I couldn’t really see the point of the question. Was I supposed to have a sense of loyalty to yet another person who needed me? “Yep,” I responded matter of factly, still looking at the remnants of the whiskey. I didn’t really see the point in lying, it’s not like he had anybody with a skillset like me employed. He showed his cards by even speaking my name, what he had in-house wasn’t enough. I looked back up at the Don, becoming enlightened as to why he asked the question. “Aren’t you tired of playing the middle?” I almost chuckled at the inquiry, rubbing my temple as I waited for him to continue. He rose, circling around his desk and sitting on the desk next to me. “You just guaranteed that my sphere of influence will continue to grow exponentially in Atlanta. I have the means to continue to grow out of the state, I could run the entire southeast region of this country, you’d get to be the executioner of the biggest mob in the last century.” “So I have to pledge allegiance to a single Mafia, slash my profits, expose myself to people I don’t trust, and what’s the plus side? Hard pass.” I said through a laugh, in disbelief of what I’d just heard. “I don’t quite believe you,” he said, continuing to examine me. He was insane, I guess he was trying to fill the void in my heart that my parents left. Oh, my knight in shining fucking armor. I scoffed at the comment, then downed the rest of the whiskey, getting ready to leave, Banks wasn’t quite down with me. “Hold your horses, I have another job. Quarter million for a cartel head.” “Nah, it doesn’t seem like much fun,” I said as I stood. I waved at him before dancing around the chairs to leave. I made it to the door before Banks called out to me again. “Be careful who call a friend, I’d rather have four quarters than a hundred pennies.” I stopped in my tracks, looking back at him as the profoundness of his words. “And I’d rather have ten dimes. Have a nice day.” I flung the door open and marched out, making way to the stairs. The bodyguards cowered as I stormed past them, finally getting a good laugh for the first time that evening. My chapter with the Trifficante Crime Family was a miserable, hundred thousand dollar story. And now I left out the busted back door, adventuring back into the night, far far away from that hellhole. I walked down the city streets, really taking in the Atlanta nightlife. All around were various types of drug addicts, all strung out to different degrees, Besides that, the skyline was littered with extremely conspicuous vigilantes, I couldn’t tell you how or why they were all perched like Batman, but I’m not one to judge. I cruised by a number of people trying to tempt me with various illegal offers, the corner boys and girls, the true blue-collar of America. I declined all of them, continuing away from the thumping music of the nightlife. I continued to maneuver through the busy streets, without any clear plan in mind, I figured that I should probably go secure the fifty grand burning a hole in my pocket, but what’s life without a little risk. “Aye!” Someone called out from behind me, interrupting my contemplation of food to pick up. I slowly turned, ready to tear my glove off my hand. I could barely make out a hooded figure approaching me, clutching something in his hand. “The fuck do you want?” I asked, freeing my hand from the glove and stretching it out in preparation. The stranger continued forward, drawing ever closer until I could make out pellucid blue eyes focused on me. “I’d like to acquire your services ‘Zombie’, I’m trying to slay a king.” I think I'm in the mood for Waffle House.
  4. 21 points
    Sameer

    Not Waiting Around

    Suge' by Dababy echos throughout the sold-out arena for Carnage in Miami, Florida. Just a couple of days ago he was attacked by the newly founded stable Syndicate and was screwed over in his tag championship match where Ropati and Slim would attack the Big Ballers allowing Geroge and Blade to win the matchup. It has been rumored that was the end of the Big Ballers and BrendenPlayz will be taking a break from the wrestling part of the company. As Sameer makes his way to the ring, Some of the fans here in Miami are cheering him? Sameer acknowledges the cheers and smirks as makes his way to the ring with the BPZ World Heavyweight Championship on the waist. He poses for the fans here in Miami rising his world championship while on top of the turnbuckle and is given a microphone from the announcer's table. What a time to be watching BrendenPlayz Wrestling. We have had Smith make his return after a year to face The Bailey. Bashka vs Slim for the Intercontinental Championship and him also facing my good buddy BrendenPlayz. Speaking about Brenden, I know you all want to know if the rumors are true and they are. The Big Ballers are done and out at least for now. But I will always be in Brenden's corner and support him despite his decision. We were one of the best tag teams ever if not the best ever. But now I have to look forward and that's at SummerSlam. But first off I just want to tell that little group syndicate that slowly but surely I will send each and every single one of you to hell. You think you can just attack me can get away with it but don't worry the time will come sooner than you think. If that man Blade keeps speaking on my name I might just have to beat his ass the next time he does. The crowd pops after Sameer says he will attack Blade showing how much hatred there is for Syndicate from the fans in attendance. Anyways enough about those shitheads. Now I'm looking forward with my sights set on my match against Julius at SummerSlam. Now you see me and Julius have had some history. We battled for the tag team gold against each other for a little while. He and Ropati beat Me and Brenden at BPZ Mania, then we had a 6 man tag match where Brenden and I were able to gain the tag championships back. But this man has been on a tear as of late. Winning the whole King Of The Ring tournament to challenge for the world heavyweight championship. I know who Julius is and I am in the locker room where everyone in there is counting me out. They are scared shitless of Julius, But I am not scared of that fu*ker at all. I'll look him dead in the eyes and go to war against him at SummerSlam, you know what JULIUS I'M CALLING YOUR ASS OUT RIGHT HERE, RIGHT NOW, COME OUT HERE I KNOW YOU ARE BACKSTAGE HERE TODAY. Sameer and the crowd now await Julius. Sameer calling out Julius right here tonight. A man who has taken out everyone that has crossed path with his way of success.
  5. 19 points
    Mikey

    Sweet, Sweet Victory

    BPZ Bad Blood 2019, 5 Minutes After Josh vs Mikey Mikey strolls into the room, arms swinging in a cocky walk. He takes a seat and takes a long sip from his bottle of water before speaking. Oh, it feels great. The feeling of putting that piece of shit down in the ring once and for all is unlike anything else. Just then in that ring, I proved to everyone that I have what it takes to be up here, up with the so called big boys. I mercilessly destroyed Joshua Scott just minutes ago, and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it. You see, this place is all about illusion. You have to make yourself seem bigger than you are. And that's exactly what Josh did. He claimed he was number one, that he was the best of the best. But what happened? He lost to a guy who had just come up from NXT. I am the difference in BPZ, I do not create this illusion. Every word I say, every thing I've uttered into that microphone, I'm damn sure of it and I prove it as well. Mikey leans back in his chair a bit with a chuckle. He pushes the hair out of his face and wipes his face, getting rid of the signs of weariness. But you are not the only one Josh. Everyone does it, and I can't blame you for doing so. But interestingly enough, the two people who don't are the two people I might have to face at Survival Games. Yelich and Arius. Now Yelich, you're a pretty stand up guy. You go around, claiming you deserve opportunity, that you deserve better. But you and I both know that you're full of shit. You live each and every day protesting, starting rallies, gathering up your small group of friends, trying to get better. What exactly have you done to deserve chances at the North American Championship? Lose the inaugural match? Lose a number one contenders match? Tie with Arius? Yeah, the answer is nothing. No one wants to be in a world where you get endless opportunities, starving us of the stars we want to see. Stars like me, who earned their spot. And hell, who am I kidding? You're just like the rest of them, creating an illusion that you're more than jobber trash. I truly hope you do win Yelich, because then you'll have no more shit to complain about, and I'll have a chance to finally shut you up. As for the other man, Arius. Well, what is there to say? I think you'll win this match. Only some of the luckiest men have been able to pull a win out of a match against you. But if Yelich can get all these lucky chances, maybe he'll get lucky against you too. But the point is, I'd love to face you at Survival Games. But this time, one on one, my chance at redemption. You got the best of me eight months earlier at the Royal Rumble, but I will never, ever let that happen again. In that match, there were five other men in the ring. I'll be the first to admit, I wasn't ready then. Hell, I still not might be ready now. But I am a new man. A man who was able to defeat someone BPZ claims is valuable enough to compete for the World Championship, and that means something. I was able to win the NXT Championship, facing off against some of the best competitors the division has ever seen. I'll admit, you've had your own successes and you're one of the few men I have respect for, but that doesn't mean you can still bitch me around. Come Survival Games, I will show you why I am worthy of holding that North American Championship. Mikey stands up, grunting a little bit in pain. He stretches his back, a few bones in his spine cracking while doing so. But this is all small talk. The real talk begins in mere minutes from now when I capture some true gold. For now, I bid you adieu. And with that, Mikey exits the room to get ready for his next match. BPZ Bad Blood 2019, 20 Minutes Later Mikey storms into the room, United States Championship strapped around his waist, arms high in the air. He unstraps the belt and holds it on his shoulder, allowing the cameramen to have some different angles. He collapses in the interview chair, letting the title hang down by his hand. He lifts his head up to the ceiling, eyes closed, taking it all in. Eventually, he recomposes and slings the title over the shoulder before speaking. HELL TO THE F*CKING YES! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, MAY I INTRODUCE, THE NUMBER ONE CONTENDER FOR THE BPZ NORTH AMERICAN CHAMPIONSHIP AND NEWWWWWW BPZ UNITED STATES CHAMPION, MIKEY! Jesus, I've been waiting to hear those words for my entire career. Not only was I able to defeat one man tonight, but a total of four. And in two different matches too. Absolutely wild. Nine months ago, I had no question in my mind I'd be here. But the doubt started to creep in, until King of the Ring. That was the first time I truly felt all the hard work pay off. And now, I can proudly say it was all worth it. This is the true beginning of my ascent to the top of BPZ. And it was at the expense of Buddy Ace and Hans. Buddy, I had my doubts about you before this match. You've never been able to accomplish much in BPZ. But with that being said, tonight was a fantastic encounter. You really showed up, and gave a fantastic effort. Hell, I actually had to put in a little something else to pick up the victory due to your contribution. Well done, I'm sure you'll do well as a midcarder in your future. And as for Hans, well, who's the champion now. Every time I've faced Hans, he's always been the one with the title. Back in the NXT days, last month, and now coming into this match. But momentum and luck wasn't enough to overcome pure skill the second time around. Yes Hans, you put up a valiant effort, and I commend you for that. But no matter how many big stars you align yourself with or how many times you get lucky, there will always be someone better than you. And dare I say it, but that man is me. So enjoy your time without the title, maybe you'll get lucky again next month. Mikey laughs to himself, clearly running off pure excitement and ego. Someone tosses him a bottle of water, and he instantly opens it and drains half of the drink, clearly exhausted after a long night. Let this night be a message to anyone who wants to challenge me in the future. Not only was I able to win one match, but I was able to withstand two. So maybe think twice before challenging for a championship held by someone of my caliber. Thank you all very much, but I gotta run. Might have to cause a little bit of mayhem in the North American Championship match. And with that, Mikey stands up, title around his shoulder and exits the run, elated by his two victories tonight. The camera slowly fades out to black as the exclusive interview is concluded.
  6. 19 points
    Bart

    A Blessing In Disguise

    We are live on Carnage just days before Summerslam goes live on the BPZ Network. We see an advertisement for the big ppv event, featuring some of the most marquee matches on the card, with matches such as Bailey vs Smith, Julius vs Sameer, Bashka vs Brenden and Bart vs Flynn appearing on the screen, all matches that look to make Summerslam a historic show. We may see some more development on the last match, as we hear Bart’s theme echo through the arena as the former and potentially future Undisputed Champion makes his way to the ring. A loud pop comes from the crowd, who are excited to hear what Bart has to say. What a nice emotional story did we hear early this week. The Undisputed Champion showed once again just how deep he has sinked. This time I don’t even need to explain how much of a hypocrite he is, because he did it himself. It’s genuinely a sad sight, to see just how far this once unstoppable force has fallen mentally. There was a time where it was his biggest strength. Flynn used to be a sharp at all times, always one step ahead and always very careful and precise with his words. Now, Flynn can’t talk for five minutes before contradicting himself. How can you first talk about how you are the biggest star in the company, and just minutes later say that a kid didn’t care about you and wanted to see me instead? Don’t you realise just how dumb that is, mister megastar. Footage now plays in the arena, showing the altercation between Flynn and the kid. The look on Flynn's face is filled with anger as the kid shows his despise for him. The beautiful altercation did do one thing for Flynn, it made him come up with his next nickname. I know you all wouldn’t have kept up with it, since he likes to change them every other week, but he has never had one more fitting than his current choice. “The Devil” he calls himself, meaning that he is the one dealing with the lowest of low, the once who aren’t worthy of superiors like me. That definition isn’t even me trying to insult him, it’s just the only logical conclusion that I could come to after following his actions. Maybe Flynn has come to accept his real self, just like how he had to acknowledge his realistic stardown following his encounter with the Make-A-Wish kid. I can’t imagine just how much that must have hurt you Flynn. The realisation that despite all your efforts, people still prefer me over you. That despite all your screaming about how big of a star you are, people can still see through it. But let me tell you a secret Flynn, I know about your insecurity. I know just how much you doubt your own title reign, how much you wonder about whether or not you have been doing a good job. You see, it becomes quite obvious when you have to say just how prestigious this title is every week. When I held titles, I never saw the point in saying it. I KNEW it. Flynn on the other hand is a man filled with doubts. Every chance he gets to speak out against his own self doubts he uses. He has to use. Pieces by pieces the once confident superstar is fading away in front of our eyes, and at Summerslam, we will see the final hit being delivered. After Summerslam, none of the Flynn that we once knew will be left. What we will see is an insane freak, without any direction to move forward into. As a loose cannon he will enter Survival Games, and knowing him, he could inflict a lot of damage there. But that all depends on if he will be able to handle his defeat. This title is the last thing that is stopping Flynn’s bubble from bursting. It’s the last thing that tells him that everything is alright, that Flynn is fine. You seem to have been looking for yourself as of late Flynn, but trust me, you haven’t found yourself just yet. It will be after Summerslam, when I leave you laying down for dead after our match, that you will have found the real you. It will be a harsh reality to swallow at first, but down the line, you will be thanking me. You are welcome for that. See you at Summerslam, Flynn.
  7. 18 points
    Date: 27th October, 2019 Location: Wells Fargo Center, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania. As we reach the main event for the evening the commentary team talk about the build to this hellish Elimination Chamber match as they direct the audience towards an prepared package before the match. The hype video produced for the event finishes playing as the bell rings, echoing around the arena. What has become a tradition within for Halloween Havoc with this following year, we'll see six of the companies most consistent in ring talents fight all for the chance at holding the gold. "The following contest is the main event of the evening… And it is an Elimination Chamber match for the BPZ Intercontinental Championship! Two men will begin the match in the ring with the remaining four men locked inside the pods. Every five minutes, one of these four encaged men will be released into the match at random until all six men are officially in the match. Pinfalls and submissions can occur inside of the ring or on the elevated floor and the last man standing once all five others have been eliminated will leave Halloween Havoc as the BPZ Intercontinental Champion... Introducing first...” 'WHAT'S GOOD' by Tyler The Creator echoes throughout the arena as the stage is filled with emitting whiten and purple smoke. First to make their way to the Elimination Chamber here at Halloween Havoc is Prince! A man who has reinvented himself on more than one occasion has seen praise during his current run but has yet to solidify himself to the potential his peers hold him too. Entering the Chamber tonight we could potentially see Prince become the new BPZ Intercontinental Chamber as he adapts once again. The Bulletproof intro can be heard echoing to the crowd before "Styles Clash" blasts throughout the arena, with a mixed reception following. Cheers from his fan base but with his recent actions along side the power stable within BPZ Wrestling it has been a hard change for some in the audience. Kneeling on the stage as he points two pointed fingers towards the chamber that awaits him, Clayton looks to live up to the reputation he has amassed as one of the future mainstays of the company. As the vocals boil to a head, FDS steps forward to the centre of the stage with purpose, as the vocals reach their most ferocious point in the final line of the first verse, the man roars to life, charging down the ramp towards the Elimination Chamber. Not taking notice of the chamber in front of him as anything more than another match, taking his place inside the chamber pod in record time. As 'My Demons' by Starset hits, the atmosphere in the arena livens up and the former BPZ World Heavyweight Championship, makes his way out towards the Elimination Chamber. Tonight he will be competing once again against fellow Creed member in Eli Smith but this time with the championship on the line, it's anyone's guess how this match might play out but the determination on the face of Sameer is undeniable. The elated screams from the crowd begin to co-exist with the music as suddenly a spotlight appears at the top of the ramp. Half a dozen masked Ghouls stand idle as Rin Akane moves in front of them with a smile across her face. Wearing a red and black attire she holds over her shoulder the BPZ North American Championship as a showcase before raising her free hand to aid the eyes and focus to the reigning champion who makes his way through the line of Ghouls and ascends to the sight of the audience. "And starting inside the Elimination Chamber, first… residing from Teatro di San Carlo, Naples, Italy. Weighing in at 225 pounds…“The Revenant” Arius!" Dressing this evening in elaborate cloak Arius moves down the ramp as he looks around the area, taking in the atmosphere. As Arius moves down the ramp, the fans who've made it to the edge of the barricade struggle against the arena security, reaching their hands over the side reaching for The Revenant. Arius stops in his tracks taking a moment to reach out to their extended hands and embraces their calls, respectfully kissing their hands before returning his focus to the ring. Rin Akane takes off his excess entrance attire for the evening, taking it as she returns backstage for the main event. This structure doesn't invite ringside onlookers. Eli Smith would slowly come to a stop centre stage as he bared witness to the behemoth of a structure that stood before him. Slowly pulling back on the hood of his special purple entrance jacket made for the night, he would take a side step to take in the pure size of the chamber. Not seeming daunted by it, Smith would hand his BPZ Intercontinental Championship to the official standing by as he slowly unzipped the jacket, removing it and tossing it to the side. “And introducing the champion, weighing in tonight at 160 pounds,… He is the reigning, defending BPZ Intercontinental Champion, Eli Smith!" Our main event of the evening begins with the defending BPZ Intercontinental Champion in Eli Smith and the former BPZ North American Champion Arius in the ring, their four opponents inside their pods. This is the first time each other have been in the same ring with each other in a pinfall scenario which has had the social media feeds buzzing in speculation as to how it might turn out. The two stick to their respective corners as they size each other up, Arius staring forward from his side at a stand still while Eli Smith stretches against the ropes for a moment. DING! DING! DING! Both men’s eyes lock before they rush each other and meet up in a collar and elbow tie up. Arius manages to get the better of the champion as he wiggles free before sending Eli Smith careening towards the ropes. Smith hits the ropes and comes flying back to Arius with some added momentum. As he comes back, Smith leaps and latches his legs around the neck of Arius, sending his body weight backwards to hit an early Hurricanrana - sending Arius towards the ropes as he lands on his knees, looking surprised towards Smith. Smith pops back up to his feet with a speedy kip up from the mat. The company veteran has the upper-hand early on. The two rise to their feet as they look to start again, Arius begins the offensive, charging forward and aiming low, looking for a Double Leg Takedown. But Smith sees it coming and leapfrogs clean over the attempt, landing on his toes to take off running in the direction of the ropes behind Arius. When he returns, he catches Arius in the jaw with a Running Forearm Smash, staggering the challenger back. When Smith advances once again, Arius drops down drop kicking the ankles out from Smith bringing him to the mat, crashing hard. Quickly collecting himself, Arius grabs grabs a hold of Smiths left wrist, then his right, and unleashes a series of stomps into the chest of Smith, holding his arms into the arm for extra force. When he’s finished, The Revenant takes a few steps back before running forward and leaping HIGH into the air, crashing down into Smith’s ribs with a leaping knee drop. Smith shows some pain on the canvas, giving Arius the opportunity to reach down and drag Eli Smith up, hoisting him onto his shoulders as he calls for the Osaka Street Cutter! But Eli Smith drives his elbow into Arius ear! Then his temple! He then swings up his top-side knee to crack Arius on the other side of his skull, which allows him to slip behind Arius and drag him back-first across both knees with a back-stabber! Arius reaches for his back as he rolls towards the ropes of the ring, his eyes darting over the arena as he looks back towards Eli Smith as the champion, kneeling on the canvas on the other side of the ring, soaks in having the upper-hand once again, gesturing to Arius to get back up. After taking a few moments to regain his composure, The Revenant climbs back to his feet and spots Smith joining him. Arius blasts forward and leaps for a Dropkick, but Smith pushes the incoming feet aside and steps out of the way, leaving Arius like a bull rushing a red cloth. Smith, wasting little to no time, leaps into the air, looking for a Standing Shooting Star Press. Arius sees it coming from a mile away and rolls out of the way. Somehow, someway, Eli Smith realises this mid flight, and over rotates so that he lands on his knees opposed to his gut. Arius had lifted himself up quickly using the ropes to his favour. He blasts forward towards the downed Eli Smith and looks to hit a Running Forearm Smash. Smith ducks the incoming strike, somersaulting through the roll, and kips up. Arius hits the ropes, rebounding backat Eli Smith. Smith with a Superkick!!- THAT Arius CATCHES! Arius spins the foot of Smith, forcing the champion to go for a full three hundred and sixty degree rotation. As soon as Eli comes face to face with Arius,, The Revenant blasts the Champion with a Superkick of his own!! The shot lands flush with Smith’s jaw, sending a spray of spit to the mat below them. Arius looks to capitalise by grabbing a hold of Smith, but Eli breaks free! He leaps backwards to create some space, and throws a Superkick of his own!! The shot knocks Arius off of his feet as the two competitors fall back to the canvas. Smith uses this time to catch his breath, which is certainly necessary after the sequence Arius had executed. Smith then pushes his chin up and to the side in either direction to loosen up his neck before climbing back to his feet and stomping on Arius once. From here, he guides Arius to his feet and tosses him ENTRY #3: Prince ‘The Dream” hastens out of his pod and onto the steel floor, from where he speeds into the ring and clubs Arius over the skull with a forearm shot, staggering him to the side. A dropkick comes next, sending The Revenant flying to the side and through the ropes, out of the ring. Prince advances toward the ropes as if to pursue Arius but opts against it, instead turning his focus to the Champion. Smith who is slowly stirring toward his feet, and this gives Prince the opportunity to wrap around Smith’s waist and rip him back into the mat with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker! From here, he pulls up to his feet, lifting Smith up in an inverted facelock. Before he can capitalise any further, Prince finds Smith twisting out of the hold with a tightly-viced Wrist-Clutch, hoisting Prince up to set him up for a potential piledriver! A move we don’t see from Smith BUT Prince FIGHTS FREE AND TAKES Smith TO THE MAT WITH THE 'Off with Their Heads!' Prince capitalises, leaping down onto the downed Smith as he pumps three closed fists into Smith’s skull, stunning him for the moment. The Dream then climbs to his feet, Arius finds Prince making haste as the two take notice of the other. Before Prince rises all the way to his feet, he powers forward in search of a Single Leg Takedown. But Arius pushes his lower body backward and applies a forward lean to prevent it! When Prince tries to reposition, Arius snaps him face-first into the mat with a Front Facelock DDT to kill his pursuit! After catching his breath, The Revenant efforts back up straight, where he is promptly snapped into the canvas on his shoulder blades by a Backslide Driver! But before the pinfall count can even begin, Arius displays his resilience by swinging his legs back over his own head and pulling up to his feet, lifting a surprised Smith up for a Over-the-Shoulder Back-to-Belly Driver! Not to be forgotten, Prince returns to the action hitting The Revenant with a dropkick from out of the camera view! Allowing Arius maneuver to connect at the same time as both Arius & Smith are left on the canvas. The fans erupt in approval for this maneuver before Prince drags Arius off of the mat and delivers a sickening exploder suplex into the turnbuckles! The cheers turn to jeers while Prince catches his breath and climbs back to his feet, where he drags Smith off of the mat and presses his shoulder against the Champion’s midsection. He then lifts up and arches back, driving Smith into the mat with a Northern Lights Suplex! Count it! One, Two...KICKOUT Smith escapes with relative ease as he instinctively rolls towards the ropes but Prince helps his progress by running off of the far ropes and cracking him in the side with a basement dropkick! Smith slides over the steel of the outside, gating against the skin. When Prince gets back to his feet again, Arius rushes 'The Dream' with a Sicilian Barrage! Prince doesn’t know where to react before Arius lifts up Prince for an Inverted Death Valley Driver! The fans cheer loudly for Arius as he climbs back to his feet, but their cheers are soon replaced by another rendition of their countdown! FIVE! FOUR! THREE! TWO! ONE! ENTRY #4: Hans Clayton Here we go! The Extraordinary Hans Clayton impatiently pushes for the BPZ official to open the glass door, helping them pry it open to allow himself to immediately charge forward, running forward and leaping up with a SPRING-BOARDING OFF OF THE TOP ROPE TO FLIP ACROSS THE RING AND CRASH INTO Prince WITH A SPRINGBOARD 450º SPLASH! His body as a human missile! What an introduction! But before he can hook a leg, he’s pulled backward to his feet by Arius, who looks to hit an unsuspecting ‘Seeing Red’ bridging full nelson suplex, but Clayton swings to the side and twists Arius into the mat with an Olympic Slam in response! Hans has a triumphant smile on his face as he turns around to find Eli Smith SPRINGBOARDING OFF OF THE ROPES HIMSELF, LOOKING FOR AN ELBOW SMASH! BUT Clayton keeps the momentum going, catching Smith as the champions feet hit the ground before being sent flying with an overhead belly-to-belly suplex! Incredible sequence of events. By now, Prince is trying to get back to his feet, but Clayton has other ideas and knocks Prince right back down to the mat with a high-powered standing drop kick. With every ounce of the momentum in hand, the 'Extraordinary' Hans Clayton turns to the side and pulls the slowly stirring Arius away from the ropes before hitting a standing shooting star press on to Arius. These two men have had a storied history during 2019 and so it’s no surprise to see that come into play tonight as Hans layers on the punishment. The jeering of the crowd grows relentless as Hans climbs back to his feet, where he is suddenly hoisted up and dropped into the mat with a Belly-to-Back Suplex from Prince! Yelling mild-expletives towards Hans after his connects through the pain and frustration. This gets a loud cheer from the audience who get behind The Dream, a potential dark horse to win this Elimination Chamber tonight. Prince looks poised to taunt as he turns around, but once he does he’s kicked hard in the gut, keeling him over to allow Smith to wrench him up onto his shoulders and Powerbomb him into the canvas! Such a show of strength by the champion tonight! Smith then shoves Prince’s legs over to flip him over onto his knees, allowing Smith to sprint off of the ropes behind Prince and hit him with a Tilt a Whirl DDT! The defending Champion returns to his feet only for a moment before he is cracked in the shoulder blades by a Front Dropkick, which sends him tumbling through the ropes to the steel floor outside once again. He takes a moment or two to get back to his feet outside of the ring, but once Smith does, he turns around and finds Arius speeding towards him with a Brazilian kick! It’s amazing that Smith is still conscious as he writhes in pain, clutching on the steel floor. That being said, Arius is not safe himself as he accidentally nears FDS’s pod, causing the Mad King to slam himself against the pod wall and show anger in the process. Arius raises his eyebrow as he taunts his opponent from inside the pod. FDS inviting Arius to break into the pod and start the fight early but Arius turns his attention back to the match. When he turns around, though after the interaction, he’s launched back-first into the cage wall by a shotgun dropkick! He collapses to his knees on the steel while squeezing his shoulder blades together in pain, but this simply gives Hans the opening to charge forward, searching for an opportunity to capitalise, Hans rushes forward looking to send a lower boot into his opponent against the steel! But Arius narrowly dodges to the side and Hans kicks the wall instead! Clayton stumbles backward in pain, where Arius is able to drop him to the steel with an ‘Seeing Red’ bridging full nelson suplex! Hans clutches at his head as the crowd react to the replay on the titantron. That isn’t a move you would want to take but the structure invites it. Arius poses for the crowd for just a moment but Arius isn’t safe at all, because in comes the resurrection of Prince with a roaring elbow on to the outside! The strike sends Arius flying back against the cage wall, causing him to stumble forward RIGHT INTO THE Dream Valley Driver! INTO THE STEEL! Prince rises back to his feet but is IMMEDIATELY dragged back into the ring by Smith! Bodies are on the steel, Smith and Prince are in the ring, but before anyone can capitalise any further, the crowd turns their attention to the countdown. FIVE! FOUR! THREE! TWO! ONE! ENTRY #5: Sameer The fans erupt in approval as the former World Heavyweight Champion hastens out of his pod and immediately drops Arius to the steel floor with a Bicycle Kick. By now, Clayton is reaching his feet, so Sameer grabs him by the back of his head and tosses him against the cage wall before tossing him over the top rope and back into the ring! FDS inside of his pod slams his hand against the door at Sameer to gain his attention, nodding his head, sharing vague threats that can’t really be caught by the camera. Sameer steps forward towards the pod as the two of the men come face to face before Sameer laughs FDS off, motioning with his hands to shoo him back as he returns his focus to Hans Clayton. Sameer bursts into the ring looking for Clayton as he comes face to face with his friend and stable partner for the first time during this match up. Sharing a nod between them, the two are no strangers of being in this position having faced each other during the Survival Games tournament earlier this month and know that neither one is looking to go easy tonight in pursuit of the BPZ Intercontinental Championship. Hans Clayton is slowly getting back to his feet, realising the position he is in. As such, Sameer picks him up, but Hans shows another sign of life, throwing a back elbow into the gut of Sameer but Sameer steps back, absorbing the blow, before responding with a knee to the gut to stop the momentum dead. Being the fresh man into his match gives Sameer the advantage as Sameer Irish whips Hans into the ropes to set up for a a move but Hans instead falls through to the outside leaving Sameer and Smith in the ring together, Sameer turning to Smith with raised arms. With vehement vocal support from the Philadelphia crowd, Sameer roars triumphantly before turning back to his friend in Smith. The two of them acknowledge each other as they take in the atmosphere of the night, knowing this was inevitable the two of them pace around before locking up for the first time during this Elimination Chamber match up Sameer pauses before ripping upward and pulls Smith onto his shoulders in a Fireman’s Carry he quickly flips into his knee for the Ushigoroshi! Without wasting another second, Sameer pulls Smith up while reaching around his hip to apply a Wrist-Clutch, before hitting a Spinning Sitout Sleeper Slam Sameer has the momentum and the crowd behind him who appreciate the athletic ability being shown but equally the cheers for champion Smith to rally can be heard. CRASH! Suddenly Sameeris caught off guard by a loud crashing sound and he turns around to find that FDS IS REFUSING TO WAIT TO BE OFFICIALLY ENTERED INTO THE MATCH AND HAS PUT HIS ENTIRE BODY WEIGHT THROUGH THE POD DOOR, CRASHING OUT ONTO THE STEEL FLOOR! ENTRY #6: FDS The fans erupt as FDS is fired up amongst the rubble of the pod and CATCHES SAMEER’S ATTEMPT AT A SPRINGBOARD HIGH KNEE, REVERSING IT INTO A POWERSLAM INTO THE STEEL FLOOR! Sameers back is reeling from the steel as the fans jeer relentlessly at The Mad King. Torn between their reception of him and his exciting entry into the match FDS quickly climbs to his feet and forces both Arius and Sameer’s corpses back into the ring, pilling them next to each other before running forward and hitting a running senton into both Arius and Sameer! By now, Prince and Smith are nearing their feet, but FDS takes them both right back down with a Double Running Elbow Smash! Smith not giving into the attack so easily returns to his feet with haste but is instantly struck down by a vicious lariat. Behind him Prince gets back to his feet but is approached by the frantic FDS and launched overhead by a half-nelson suplex! FDS’s streak of terror continues when Hans Clayton gets back to his feet and charges at FDS, only to be DRIVEN BACK-FIRST INTO THE MAT BY A SAMOAN DROP! At this point, Sameer stumbles to his feet, unable to steady his vision. As a result, he turns around right into running discuss big boot After knocking Sameer to the ground, a twisted expression overtakes the expression of The Mad King. prompting him to step over to the near corner and to remove the bottom turnbuckle covering! The capacity crowd rise to their feet in curiosity, watching as FDS returns to his feet and stomps over to Sameer, grabbing him and dragging him toward the corner, looking to force him face-first down against the exposed buckle in a potentially match ending maneuver. Clubbing Sameer in the back to keep him from resisting. BUT Sameer fires a back elbow into his chin! FDS lets go and takes a couple of steps backward, allowing Sameer to get back to his feet and to leap up and crack FDS between the eyes with the overhead kick! It doesn’t floor FDS, but it stuns him enough that Sameer can return to his feet, grab him behind the neck and his waist, swinging him all the way around to gain momentum before tossing him face-first down into the exposed turnbuckle! Blood now cascades down from FDS forehead, staining the white canvas as he’s pulled backward to his knees by Sameer, who drills him in the teeth with bicycle knee! The force with which Sameer strikes FDS sends him staggering backward, so when he charges forward to try to pin FDS, he’s intercepted by Prince with his patent ‘Off With Their Heads’! Prince rises to his feet, getting ready to, himself, go to pin Sameer, but he’s suddenly snared backward and dragged into the mat on the back of his head by a jumping reverse bulldog from Arius! By the time Arius efforts to pin Prince, Sameer and FDS alike have rolled towards the edge of the ring One, Two, Kickout Prince survives! Arius scrunches his hands into his hair as he thought that would be the three count he was seeking. When Arius efforts back to his feet finally, he is suddenly hoisted up onto Hans Clayton’s shoulders with Clayton calling for a Fireman's Carry Neckbreaker! But Arius fights free and slips off of Hans’s shoulders, landing on his feet on the other side of the ropes on top of the steel. Hans turns to strike, but Arius leans on the top rope to swing his legs up and crack Hans in the jaw with a Pendulum Gamengiri! A move seen by Arius last during his championship defence at Summerslam. Clayton staggers backward, giving Arius the chance to steady his footing while grabbing the top rope before leaping up, looking to execute a Springboard maneuver of some kind, an area we rarely see Arius in. But before his boots can cross the threshold of the top rope prior to the actual springboard, Clayton is there to crack him with a high-angle kick rumpling The Revenant down onto the steel floor. Hans crosses through the ropes to the steel floor outside, where he drags Arius back to his feet and tosses him back-first against the cage wall, holding Arius’s head against the cage, grinding it back-and-forth for a moment, the facepaint grinding off against the steel. However, before he can capitalise any further he’s drilled in the back of the skull by Smith! When Smith gets back to his feet, looking to inflict further damage, he’s immediately clubbed over the back by Prince, who unloads a series of stomps down into him for a moment or two until he, himself, is knocked to the steel floor by FDS! Five of our six competitors soon return to their feet and engage in a stiff and violent brawl, with fists and elbows flying in every direction, almost blindly, and connecting with flesh and skull all over the place. These gladiators should not even be standing with this level of fistfight-violence, and soon enough they aren’t! Their brawl continues until they are all collectively caught completely off guard by Sameer LEAPING OFF OF THE TOP OF THE NEAREST POD TO FLY THROUGH THE AIR AND CRASH DOWN INTO ALL FIVE OF HIS OPPONENTS! Sameer does not seem to have landed well, however, and writhes around in agony on the steel for quite some time. In fact, FDS is the first to his feet, shaking free of the tangled mass of bodies, wiping blood from his field of vision. Spotting Eli Smith who smartly moved back into the ring to safety. This however, is the least safe thing the Champion can do. FDS pursues, climbing into the ring and charging forward to knife a hard kick into Smith’s ribs, so hard in fact it flips Smith all the way over onto his back. When Smith tries to roll back over onto his stomach, FDS wraps around his waist and deadlifts him into the air to crush him into the mat on the back of his neck with the a Swinging Fisherman Neckbreaker! With Smith now fully incapacitated, FDS climbs back up to his feet and drags Smith by his hair to the corner where FDS had previously removed the turnbuckle cover at the bottom. The fans grow uneasy as they suspect what’s coming, watching FDS place Smith’s face against the buckle before taking a few ominous steps backward. He then charges forward and kicks Smith into the head! FDS looks over his handy work with approving expression, turning around to survey the scene where suddenly from the side he walks right into a nearing clothesline which he ducks but Hans Clayton turns it around with a Pele Kick to the chin, stunning him enough for Arius to return to the ring with a brutal semi- Danse Macabre, sending FDS collapsing to the mat as he rolls a little towards the ropes! Before Arius can capitalise Hans Clayton comes charging in and drills Arius in the face with a superkick! Arius rolls all the way out of the ring off the kick, allowing Clayton to stand alone in the ring, taunting to the fans for a moment before he’s suddenly dragged backwards into the mat via a Tiger Suplex by Prince! ONE!, TWO!, T-kick out! Hans kicks out just in the nick of time breaking out of the bridge. Once he’s taken some time to regain his composure, Prince pulls Clayton off of the mat by the back of his neck before aggressively tossing him to side, forcing him to return off of the ropes. In the process of doing so, Prince runs off of the adjacent set of ropes himself and leaps into the air to hit Hans with a — No! Hurricanrana! COUNTER IN MID-AIR from Hans Clayton! The fans erupt for the innovative display, After a moment of recovery soon enough Hans is back to his feet, roaring triumphantly. He then reaches down and drags Prince to his feet, applying a wristlock to force him back into the corner. From here, the Extraordinary ducks down and hoists Prince up to seat him on the top rope. After flipping both of Prince’s legs to the outside of the ropes, Hans climbs up, looking to set up an superplex to the mat below! But before he can do so, Sameer rope walks from Han’s blind-spot, the adjacent top turnbuckles, all the way across the tope rope, nearly slipping but keeping his balance all the way to where he leaps up and sends Clayton flying across the ring with a rope-walk Avalanche Inverted Frankensteiner With newfound momentum, Sameer scampers forward and scales to the top rope and locks Prince into a standing Anaconda Vice on the top rope, from where he LEAPS UP AND FLIPS BACKWARD TO DRIVE Prince INTO THE MAT WITH AN AVALANCHE SPANISH FLY! Upon landing, Sameer’s body ricochets backward to his feet and he stumbles all the way back until he collapses down into a wall-sit position against the middle turnbuckle, his hands gripping the top rope on either side of him as he champs at the bit. Prince slowly sits up, seething for air, but in doing so he leaves himself completely unprotected from Sameer sprinting full paced toward him with a Bicycle Knee Strike! Sameer looks around the chamber and finds none of the other five men on their feet as he falls down for the pinfall One, Two, THREE! Prince HAS BEEN ELIMINATED! Sameer pushes up to his knees triumphantly, having eliminated Prince from the match. He climbs back to his feet and is instantly dropped into the canvas with a running bulldog from Hans! With the momentum firmly in hand, Clayton spots FDS stumbling to his feet after having recently entered the ring and Hans subsequently runs up to the ropes, leaps up, and springboards off of the middle rope to crack FDS in the back of the skull with a springboard roundhouse kick! FDS remains completely motionless and flat on his back, prompting Clayton to look around the Elimination Chamber, finding nobody nearing them, he crosses out to the steel floor through the ropes and turns back to face FDS’s body, grabbing the top rope to LEAP UP AND SPRINGBOARD OFF OF THE TOP ROPE TO FLIP FORWARD FOR A SPRINGBOARD 450º SPLASH! BUT FDS GETS HIS KNEES UP! FDS rises back to his feet after taking Clayton down, he wipes sweat from his brow before turning around right into a running Busaiku Knee from Eli Smith! The strike catches FDS in the hinge of his jaw, spinning him around, groggy as Smith takes him and connects with a destructive 8th Sin! One, Two, THREE! FDS HAS BEEN ELIMINATED! Eli Smith rolls off of the body of FDS as the other three competitors try to collect themselves, Smith sharing a glance with the other two men before he launches forward at Arius with a Busaiku Knee that clocks The Revenant! Arius hits the ground hard, and Smith dives for a cover, hooking the leg! One, Two, Kickout! Smith runs a hand through his hair, beating his hands on the mat before he yells out in frustration, the match taking its toll on everyone, as Sameer and Hans Clayton batter one another to the outside. Sameer nails Clayton with a High Knee followed by a Roaring Elbow, but Clayton catches Sameer with an armdrag and throws him down to the ground! He mounts Sameer, trapping him and nailing him with repeated elbows Clayton rubs his elbows off, running a hand through his hair and lining up for a stomp, unfamiliar to the usual arsenal of Hans Clayton but when in the Chamber you adapt to the structure. Hans lines up but taking a moment too long for theatrics, pointing dual hand pistols at Sameer but not keeping an eye on the Intercontinental Champion as Hans eats a running dropkick from Eli Smith that sends him crashing into the pod back first! Clayton slumps against the now-cracking pod as Eli Smith grabs him by the head, smashing his head into the glass repeatedly, causing it to spiderweb harder but not shatter. Smith draws his arms in a cross motion for the crowd, pointing two finger guns at Clayton, mocking Bulletproof, before he runs forward and launches Clayton through the pod glass with a pair of shotgun knees! Another pod has been busted open in this match! As Smith and Clayton lay slumped atop one another, Sameer drags himself back into the ring, trying to beat some sense back into himself as he comes face to face with Arius, who’s slowly pulled himself back to his feet after noticing the carnage outside of the ring. He turns to face off with Sameer, and Sameer lunges forward with an attack but Arius counters and throws him down to the ground, going for a Shining Wizard, but Sameer manages to duck this, popping up behind him and nailing him into the canvas with a nasty Snapped German Suplex! He grabs Arius in a vertical lift, snapping up-SNAPPED BRAINBUSTER TO Arius! Sameer tries for a pin to the dazed Arius! ONE! Two! Kickout! Sameer slumps onto his back as Hans Clayton crawls out of the remnants of his pod, blood from the cuts on his body now staining. Clayton makes it into the ring with a new found rage in him. At this point these men must be working off adrenaline alone. Hans Clayton grabs Sameer by the head as he rolls to a stop, blasting him with a knee while keeping him grounded, before hitting him with another; and another! He goes to the ropes, looking for a short burst hurricanrana to Sammer, but Sameer wizened up to his surroundings as he sends Clayton crashing into the canvas. The two men are riding whatever they have left inside of them as the crowd bang their feet on the arena floor. Hans Clayton begins to drag himself back to life as we see Sameer looks to be heading to the top rope, eyeballing Hans as he does so. Hans climbs up after Sameer, grabbing him around the waist and trying for a middle rope German, but Sameer fights against it, nailing Hans with two back elbows and sending him down for a moment, although not quite fully removing him from the ropes. Sameer tries to shove Hans off, but Hans fights against it, trying to keep a hold on Sameer and prevent him from shoving him down! Eventually, Sameer grows tired, nailing Hans with three stiff back elbows that cause Hans to drop off of the middle rope, allowing Sameer to line up for a potential top-rope powerbomb! BUT AS HE LIFTS UP CLAYTON, Hans NARROWLY GETS OUT OF DANGER< hitting a hurricanrana AND Sameer CRASHES AND BURNS! The wind is knocked clean out of him as he seethes for air on the mat, and Sameer looks to be in agonising pain. Hans takes advantage, climbing up to the top rope again as Sameer tries to get some air back in his lungs, but before he can Hans leaps off with a Shooting Hans Press Sameer! Hans goes for a cover! One! TWO! THREE! Sameer HAS BEEN ELIMINATED! Hans Clayton rolls off of Sameer as the crowd jeers, wiping blood off of his face as he tries t- knee to the jaw! Smith postures with himself on Hans as he collapses from the move, before turning around INTO A SHINING WIZARD FROM Arius! Arius beams Smith with a nasty knee shot to the teeth of his own. Arius leans down to pick up Hans Clayton pulling him up for an attempt at a snap suplex, but his ailing leg prevents him from getting the hold in all the way, causing Clayton to counter with an elbow shot to the head of Arius! Clayton tries to reverse the hold into a rear naked choke hold, but Arius counters by dropping down and nailing Hans with an improvised cutter! With Hans laying back on the canvas Arius leans down holding his arm around the neck of Hans, lifting him again to hti the more familiar Osaka Cutter! He goes for a cover! ONE! TWO TH-KICKOUT! Hans Clayton kicks out, although the obvious damage to his body is starting to get to him! Arius drags Hans back to his feet, landing a hard forearm in the face and leaving a massive print, but before he can get much further, Hans blasts Arius with a forearm of his own before nailing him down with a Sato Otashi! He tries to lock in another rear naked chokehold in an attempt to use what strength he has to subdue his opponent, but Arius fights against it, grappling with Hans and keeping him on the ground. He tries to get Hans in a Grounded Reverse Half Nelson with a series of punches, but Hans’s able to somehow reverse the hold into a grounded position for as Hans lays into Arius with repeated forearms. When he looks to be satisfied, he grabs Arius and rolls him over for an attempt at the rear naked choke in! He begins choking the life out of Arius, who tries to find a counter, but they’re smack centre in the middle of the ring! Arius is seen elbowing Hans into whatever body part he connect to when suddenly Smith COMES CRASHING DOWN WITH A DOUBLE STOMP ONTO BOTH MEN, almost hitting the neck of Hans Clayton in the moment! Clayton rolls off, and Smith goes for a cover on Arius who escapes the choke! One, Two, T-Kickout! Smith gets back to his feet, lining up in the corner as Clayton tries to crawl away, launching for another Busaiku Knee but Hans Clayton CATCHES HIM AND DROPS HIM INTO A LIONTAMER! Clayton arcs Smith’s back trying to force a tap, but Smith refuses it, holding his ground and forcing Hans into a compromising position as Smith tries to roll through, but Hans’s able to counter back into a Boston Crab, opening Smith up to more damage to his back after going through the pod earlier in the night! Eventually, Hans loosens the hold to move Smith, and this gives Smith the opening he needs to ram Hans into the corner, hauling him up with great strength into the corner. Whipping him out of the corner, Smith leaps up to the top rope as he goes for a quick moonsault but Hans manages to catch Smith, holding him in place for a powerbomb and trying to haul him up, but the damage and fatigue from the match have begun wearing on him! He tries a second attempt to haul Smith up but Smith locks in a triangle choke, keeping Clayton in place! A third time, the anguish on the face of Hans Clayton as tries to haul Smith up one more, but the choke’s locked in too tight, allowing Smith to get leverage and escape the hold! Hans moves forward back towards the corner as Smith rests on the top turnbuckle. Smith goes up to grabs Clayton, wrapping an arm around his neck and pulling him up for a Brainbuster from the top rope, but Arius has other ideas, sneaking back into the fold, as he grabs Smith from the middle rope, pulling him up with great strength into a powerbomb position BEFORE POWERBOMBING Smith DOWN AND CAUSING Clayton TO EAT A TOWER OF DOOM BRAINBUSTER! All three men lay in states of disarray around the ring, it feels like a lot of time passes as the audience share their appreciation. With Arius trying to summon up the strength to go for a cover on Hans Clayton, but before he can hook the leg, Eli Smith grabs him by his leg and yanks him in for a sudden kneebar, but Arius’s able to fight out of the attempt with a few boots to the jaw, stunning him. Arius goes for a wristlock to Clayton, but Clayton counters, throwing Arius into the ropes and springboarding for a roundhouse kick but Smith CATCHES Clayton MID KICK ON HIS SHOULDERS AS Arius NEARLY RIPS Clayton’S HEAD OFF WITH Danse Macbre! Smith drives Clayton down with a Vertical Suplex Powerbomb before collapsing, allowing Arius to go for the cover! One, Two, Three. Hans Clayton HAS BEEN ELIMINATED! 6 down to 2. Clayton rolls out of the ring as Arius rolls to lay on his back, looking over at Eli Smith as Smith rolls to the ropes. The two lock eyes, the first two entrants of the Elimination Chamber now having survived the tortuous structure as the final two, and both rise to their feet. This is the first time these two have been in the same ring together here in Brendenplayz Wrestling but it seems just the experience of this contest has brought out the fire within them. They press their foreheads together, blood running down both their faces before Smith tears up for a nasty slap to the face, only for Arius to respond with a forearm. Smith stumbles, nailing Arius with another slap that staggers him, but this time, Arius responds with a discus elbow that looks as though it sends spit flying from Smith’s mouth! Smith stumbles, and Arius points to his jaw, as if telling Smith to nail him, and Smith does, nailing Arius with a backfist that sends him stumbling before he grabs Arius, pulling him in with a wristlock, only for Arius to counter for an Inverted Death Valley Driver but Smith tosses him overhead into an Electric Chair into an ELECTRIC CHAIR GERMAN SUPLEX! Smith bridges the high angle Suplex for a pin! One, Two, Th-KICKOUT! Smith looks at the referee holding up three fingers but the official just confirms the result, Smith turns around grabbing Arius’s by the hair again, drilling him with a kick to the jaw from a prone position, and another, and another, before pulling Arius up for a Fisherman Driver, only for Arius to counter into an attempt at The Sentence, but Smith throws Arius away and drills him with a step up knee! Smith rushes forward for an elevated knee, but Arius ducks it and catches him with a schoolboy, and before Smith can counter - Arius lifts up the champion for and this time connecting with The Sentence! Catching him off guard as the audience can’t believe it! They feel the match must be over now One, Two, Th-KICKOUT! Smith just barely gets his shoulder up, looking stunned as he pulls himself onto his side while Arius yanks himself back to his feet. The Revenants paint now peeling, barely staying upon the face of Arius as the challenger lines up for a more complete Danse Macbre, moving his foot across the canvas he stalks the champion as he calls to him to rise to his feet but as he quickly rushes the canvas with a sweep, Smith leaps into the air almost instinctively as he rushes Arius, rolling him up and pops him onto his knees, nailing him with a Superkick before yanking him up in a vertical lift-WRIST-CLUTCH KNEEDROP BRAINBUSTER-BUT Smith YANKS Arius UP AGAIN, 8th Sin!! 8th Sin! Smith drops Arius and goes for a cover! One, Two, Th-KICKOUT! NO!!! Arius KICKS OUT AGAIN! Smith lays on his back looking to the Chamber ceiling as Arius rolls to the side. Both men have reached deep into their arsenal tonight but it seems neither will bow out, neither will give up. The moment is left to linger, surrounded by the applause of the audience as we get a wide shot of Eli Smith sitting in the centre of the ring before moving to his feet once again. He opts to grab Arius in a wristlock, but Arius showing a resilience evades it, going for a German on Smith, but Smith nails Arius with two rough back elbows that stagger him in position for another vertical lift Brainbuster, only for Arius to counter into an Inverted Death Valley Driver! Smith lands hard as he slumps down. Arius grabs a hold of his wrist, Arius drags the body of Smith towards the centre of the ring as The Revenant signals for his final note. The Final Testimony! Arius wraps his arm around the fatigued Eli Smith who can’t do much now to counter the hold. It’s locked in! We see some struggle from Eli Smith who looks to find some way to attack Arius during the hold but as the legs wrap around the abdomen of the Intercontinental Champion there seems to be no way out of the predicament. Slowly the champion fades, refusing to tap out but succumbing to the choke hold that has proved Arius well since first entering BPZ late last year. The referee raises the arm to check, it dropping, the referee calls for the bell! This match is over! The crowd goes rampant as Arius looks joyed, a smirk across his face as Eli Smith is seen being rolled out and away from the chamber by medical personnel. Being joined in the ring by Rin Akane who took it upon herself to take the BPZ Intercontinental Championship from the offical and drape it over the shoulder of The Revenant. Arius holds himself high, taking the championship in his hands and holding it up for all to see! This had been a hard fought journey for Arius and to those in the match tonight everything was left in the ring in attempt to be where he was right there. Arius is the new BPZ Intercontinental Champion! The commentary team give their thanks to those watching live in the arena and to those watching at home as they sign off. This has been BPZ Halloween Havoc 2019!
  8. 18 points
    Arius

    Encore

    Playing: The Execution of Stepan Razin As the segment begins we see a man looking around nervously as watches out for the man he looks to interview for the broadcast. Working alongside his publisher and the company this is his big break this evening. Skottie Young looks towards the camera as he makes the introduction “Hello. Hello. It's me, Skottie Young here again but this time, cue drum roll, backstage at BPZ Carnage, The first episode following BPZ Summerslam where we saw amongst a thrilling card, incredibly tense time limit draw finish during the BPZ North American Championship match. Now i've just heard not long ago that the BPZ management have officially announced a rematch will take place at Bad Blood but this time it will be 2 out of 3 falls. No time limits. No shenanigans. There will be a final decision made. Isn't that exciting folks?! Now I'm waiting here now hoping to..wait...here he comes now." Skottie Young signals the camera as they looked towards the hallway, Under the dim lights, The Revenant appears on camera passing through the sea of backstage personal as he moves towards his awaiting locker room for the evening. Catching a look at the reigning champion this time his demeanour wasn’t of a confident fighter following a successful defence but it still displayed that of the same intimidation the champion is revered for, only now, a fine laminated layer of suppressed anger over it. Young attempted to raise the microphone to the mysterious champion forcibly, beginging to talk, but is cut short by Rin Akane who stands in between Arius and the nearing reporter. Rin shoves the microphone away from her face and pushes the man back. "Excuse me? Who are you? Clearing his throat the reporter answers "Skottie Young, the only man delivering the scorching repo.." Before he can finish a visibly irritated Rin Akane lets out her frustrations on to the unsuspecting Skottie "How dare you. Can't you see we're in this building tonight for business and the last interruption i need after this weekend is このメッセージを読んだら、あなたが思っていたよりもずっとコミットしている. You better think....." Before Rin has a chance to get physical Arius moves forward, standing in between Rin Akane and the reporter as the man tries to compose himself, straightening his tie. A dead silence falling over the onlookers who were looking forward to seeing the potential fight take place. Arius takes control as he leans in and takes the microphone from his hands abruptly. The instead reporter left keeping an eye on Rin as Arius starts speaking towards the accompanying BPZ camera. Good evening. Despite the intrusion this is rather convenient all scenarios considered..there is a lot to be said in such a short time...Both of us eager to get ahead Arius paces as he continues I've talked about momentum in the past. It’s not the most important mental aspect to this game we play, but it does play a big part in succeeding. It gives you a great sense of confidence. It makes your words mean more to your opponents when you say them, because it puts a sense of doubt in the back of their minds even if they will not openly admit it. For this dance we perform isn't one of chance. In my journeys I've heard men say that repetition is the mother of skill. I truly hope so as I've spent the majority of last few weeks in a war of words with Yelich, in a ideological battle. By the time it was all said I can admit I greatly, greatly anticipated for my moment, for the opportunity to stand against this man at BPZ Summerslam, in front of the world, with the opportunity and sole purpose to continue to solidify my claim as a fighting champion, making a name for myself as one of the most consistent performers this company has to offer, and to prove that I could stand against anyone that this company threw in my direction. ..You see this result had me at a wits end. I'm aware we've all bear witness to the inner monologue of Yelich together, his inner-arguments and I wanted the opportunity to really look into his mind, to see how badly he truly wanted this moment. I wanted to see if his need to grasp onto my championship was as bad as my own, and I wanted to see how determined he was to truly make a name for himself once again, to put himself on this imaginary pedestal he so desperately wishes to reach. As they say, to hear is one matter but seeing is believing. In the end I'm a man of my word and I’ll always give credit where it’s due, What we created was what some might consider a showstopper. You brought out a fight within me that i haven't felt in a while. Not fuelled by vengeance but pure spectacle. Yelich, right now you're in an upswing that I know you believe many people didn't expect of you going into Summerslam. Watching you from within the ring, amidst the intensity you found a part of what you’d been missing, the hidden fire that might again take you to the next level. The Yelich people fondly remember rather than the rusting potential they've been presented in the past. Our match will be something to be proud of!..in retrospect. Appreciation will come once the book is closed on this story. First...another chapter is nearing. Let me paint a picture for you Yelich Arius smirks as he thinks on what he said this time you don't need to close your eyes however. You see this industry created mountain that we’re standing on gets a little bigger each passing week, Just look around us as alliances are formed between former and current champions. NXT superstars rise and just as the current generation find their footing a new regime looks to take its place. We can look at this mountain and the idea of actually climbing further becomes a whole lot more daunting for some but more urgent all the same. Does this feel eerily familiar Yelich? Where doubt starts to seep through the cracks until we’re completely broken and the dream we held of conquering this business turns the nothing more than crumble that has been crushed underneath the boots of those standing around you. Those attempting to rush past us. Let me lay down now that any doubt in my mind when it comes to our rematch it’s completely non-existent. All that left is anticipation. Determination to finish this once and for all. I'm positive underneath the crushing emotional showcase you're playing that in your mind, somewhere, there’s nothing that’s going to stop you when it comes walking out of the pay-per view claimed the new BPZ North American Champion. In your mind, there’s nothing that this company can place in your way that’s going to stop you from grasping onto my championship that you believe you deserve more than anyone else. It’s amazing how one moment of believability can completely change your psyche, isn’t it, Yelich? You've had a taste of the ecstasy, now you want the whole experience. By the time we reach Bad Blood this will have been building for nearly two months. Now don't mistake my words, I want nothing more than for us to put on another showcase my friend...but in the end It's MY TIME to finally put an end of this charade of a hunt. I’ve had the chance now again to watch the few strengths that you have and I’ve had the chance to see all of your weaknesses. My opponent is still blind and so I'm going to make him see again. See what he has turned into. Make him see me differently after I defeat him. Your future lies in MY hands. My goal and sole purpose now to be standing at the helm of this division as its pillar! To Die As King. Stepping down from his intense deceleration, Skottie Young fumbles with the microphone that has been tossed back to him. Quickly llifting it up he attempts to try and get one more question in during this impromptu interview “Arius, it’s..it's good to see you standing tall after the fight last night after United Nations went out of the ring and started to utterly wail on you and Yelich respectively. Any comments on...." The Revenant’s eyes shot up, daggers towards the journalist in question which brings his questioning to a stop. Arius turns back towards the man, not bothering to take hold of the microphone and speaking away from the camera. The weaker always hunt in a pack. Behind a fool no less....they are lesser beasts that need to group together to survive in this world....We'll come to find that some men are better off staying dead. Arius leaves without another word, accompanied by Rin Akane who shoves past the interviewer. The camera then fades to black on the segment Encore Bad Blood
  9. 18 points
    Arius

    Forte

    Playing: Vivaldi Scene opens to the sounds of Vivaldi playing in the distance as the camera takes us upon a birds eye view of a large party yacht had departed from the busy port town of Lymington, Hampshire and was now settled in more open waters not too far from the harbour. On the top deck, guests hidden beneath masks of their choosing mingle with each other whilst sipping champagne. Some occupying the dance floor. The evening sky hanging overhead as the sun slips into the night. There's around 300 people or so taking up the space across the vessel, inside and out, talking away as the night settles in. We last saw Arius having returned to the comforts of his home estate but it seems the allure of the King of the Ring event has beaconed him to return to the country of England. Without a sign of if he will be in attendance for the night or not up in the air he has nonetheless surrounded himself with the spectacle and celebratory nature of the prelude. Arius moves along the fast paced beat of the music overriding his senses as he makes his way through the crowd, hidden faces greet him excitedly with hands reaching towards the current champion. "Your event has been splendid thus far Arius, thank you for the invitation" says one guest with a feminine voice. Another man slips backwards knocking the shoulder of Arius back but recovers his balance. In a demon like voice he replies "My apologies, i was..." Arius gives no reply but just a nod as he presses forward, patting him on the back and letting him continue his night. Guests have come from all social standings for this event, identities sealed as Arius tries his best to fill the gap left by his absence by the PPV. Leaning against the rail of the deck, stood off to the side as the BPZ North American Championships rests waiting on her shoulder. Rin looks over the enjoyment of the night as Arius finally meets her eye. Rin: I was wondering when you were finally going to drag yourself out of your isolation. I know dragging you back over these waters wasn't the idea you had in mind for the next week in preparing for Emergence...but it's best for a...Rin lifts the championship off her shoulder and on to that of Arius who takes grasp of it firmly champion to stand firmly near the pulse of opposition instead of falling too far from the heat of action. My advice for tonight however? Rin softly smacks the side of his cheek Relax, because you're not going to get another chance for a night like this for quite a while. Arius mods his head, remaining silent but agreeing that it was the best thing to do. Rin knew he was in agreement when I leaned down, placing a gentle kiss on her cheek. A thank you for her patience. After a moment he pulled away and Rin opened her eyes. They looked at each other at the same time as Arius smirked. The moment was however short for there is a sudden commotion as a Ghoul appears from the crowd. Forcing his way through. wearing a suit that has been dishevelled and slightly torn from what appears a great length of running he looks to approach Arius. Arius looks to Rin who shares an equally puzzled look as the two of them make their way over to their allocated chairs seated near the accompanying fire centred to warm the atmosphere. Arius rests his fingers on his lips inquisitively as he wonders what is being presented to him. The Ghoul through the mask mumbles to the onlooking crowd and directly to The Revenant. "I wanted to show my gratitude, with a gift..." Trusting of the man in his presence, Arius reaches down without caution to the cloth that covers the hidden object, with a single hand he slowly unwraps the gift as he it lays upon the hands of the seated Ghoul. Astonished Arius comes to a stand-still momentarily This sight...is spectacular The gasps of the guests are telling as the eyes of Arius widen in astonishment. Lifting up the gift with both hands the audience are able to see full well the gift of a crown having been given to Arius. He moves his hand around the heavy gold base, the clusters of semi-precious stones. Staring at the gift he goes into a tangent...Spinning the crown in his hand King of the Ring looms, it’s on the horizon as the hours creep down. And the story continues, the favourites, underdogs, either favoured or not, have made their fight, they have attempted their plans, and they have marched for war. Now only two remain.... Arius is captivated by the beauty but soon he snaps back to bitter reality of this weekend, quickly placing the crown back into the hands of the Ghoul and covering it up once more. To acquire a consultation for an accolade, an honour these two will fight over this Sunday would be unfitting and at worse would selling myself short as a competitor. Instead, like all of us here i imagine, I will be eagerly watching for there will no doubt be bloodshed, it will no doubt be glorious. Arius theatrically boasts to the crowd Knights ready to die for a cause! These potential kings, will fight for the crown they believe is theirs. Only one shall stand, only one shall be the victor, the others gone to tend to their wounds, and to regroup. Arius lifts a glass To drink their worries away for a night The crowd give a small cheer as they lift their glasses into the air. Arius takes a drink from his glass before he continues his address I must thank you all for being here this evening for it's a night i will promise to share again this time in a year. This month marks a year in countdown in which i will embark on this journey again. Be that as King or Champion. But of course...already we have forces who are trying to stop me, in the forms of Lord Yautja and...Nanonvirus. The crowd going along with the rousing speech boo to the mention of their names, jestering with thumbs to the ground as Arius motions for them to calm once again Yes, yes. They stand..leading a charge, leading their respective ideals of what a champion shall and should be against my own. Nanovirus. I won't be swept away by the aura you hold, and I'm not here to drown in distractions you wish to carefully place in front of me to bide your associates time. Our clashes backstage, a momentary example of frustration but it won't cost me again. The opportunities that could await me are far alluring and have no bearing on if I were to beat you. My focus is on the man who takes risk to my championship. The victim to the unknown of what the resurgence of Arius truly personifies. Men caught in the dangerous transition of what determination and salvation captivates. Choosing his words carefully, Arius leans back on his chair as the BPZ North American Championship rests over his lap Listen closely my friends for the truth is clear. When the dust settles, there is an impending burden that will weigh you down in your shame, long past the essence of defeat. Arius takes hold of Rin's arm as she leaves over from her seat, he starts moving his finger up her arm as he continues as demonstration It is a sudden paralysing sensation that sets a false pretence into bitter numbness. The realisation that the standard in which you seek, that standard you feel will usurp the talents i bring as a competitor, was nothing more than a hallucination. You're confused. You're diluted. And that's the spectacle of it all. Lord Yaujta, you seek to find identity in yourself but instead begin to mirror the mistakes of your mentor. This illusion will be shattered along with your hopes of taking the championship from my grip. Arius stands up, lifting his arm to the air with the BPZ North American Championship in his hand, yelling to the crowd Emergence! The crowd echo his call and are in a commotion following the speech from Arius but the music and celebration is soon interrupted by blaring sirens in the distance as the blue and red lights reflect off the water. A megaphone sounds off as the attention of Arius and the guests are directed towards the shore. "On behalf of the British Monarchy and the government at arms you are here by under arrest for harbouring a fugitive in suspicion of stealing the Crown Jewels. Stop this excessive partying at once and sail over to the shore with your hands up!" Just as the message is finished Arius turns back down to the Ghoul who is seen attempting to sneak away while he has the chance from the situation at hand. Caught by the stare of Arius he comes to a standstill unsure of how to act. Slowly he tries to muster any sound to make explanation for this situation "I..." The Ghoul caught on his nerves. Arius closes his eyes, rubbing his forehead to avoid a headache as he takes a slow but deep breath. Well...you best start swimming Before he could even have a second to think about his judgement the Ghoul climbed up on to the railing of the yacht before flopping off the side into the water, the bag with the Crown inside held by the grip of his teeth as he started panic swimming towards the shore.
  10. 17 points
    In a stacked showcase of BPZ's' finest, the star-studded edition of Carnage rolls on with it's second title match of the night, The North American Championship Match. Both men having forged their path to this moment, but only one may stand tall in the end. A video package plays on the titantron before the match, highlighting both men's involvement in the Inaugural North American Championship Ladder Match, the current champion's rise to the gold after just-barely coming short in the To The Top Ladder Match at Emergence, as well as his challenger's grizzly war of blood and grit on the very same night. Yelich would go on to be embroiled with the Inaugural North American Champion himself, Arius. After once again falling short at Summerslam, Yelich was finally able to win the big one at Bad Blood in a 2-out-of-3 falls match. Conversely, The Resonator's path back up the ladder was through the daunting Survival Games tournament, where he would capitalise on every opportunity and prove to be a force to be reckoned with, finishing with seven points, and tied for second in his block. The entrance theme of The Resonator, KENJI, hits as he makes his way down to the ring. Receiving a rumbling reaction from the Carnage faithful, who have rallied behind the Japanese superstar in his fight back into title contention. The music dies down as the theme of the second North American Champion fills the arena in Las Vegas, the championship's central plate shining like a golden poker chip around Yelich's waist as he emerges from the ramp, his silence over the previous weeks have cast a mysterious cloud over the state of the North American Champion. But the question is, will he win it all, or bust out here on Carnage Wildcard in Sin City? -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Carnage Wildcard BPZ North American Championship Match Yelich (c) vs. KENJI But what's this? Yelich jumps down from the turnbuckle and runs towards KENJI, both men colliding in a big shoulder check, throwing hands as the bell rings. The referee hastily hands the North American Championship to the timekeeper as the match begins. It looks like neither man is content with a feeling out period tonight, going right into trying to win as quickly as possible! Yelich lays in some forearm smashes to the collar of The Resonator, but the stocky challenger starts to shrug off the strikes, glaring the champion in the eyes before sending his opponent a few steps back following a meaty knife edge chop. The crowd inhale at the impact, and gasp further as Yelich runs forward and chops KENJI right back. The Resonator responds with a huge double hand chop to the chest of the champion. Yelich hopes to return fire as he steps back to rebound off the ropes, but gets dropped with a huge arching back body drop from KENJI! The crowd gasp at the sheer height that Yelich got from that throw as he crashes down to the mat. Yelich grimaces as he crawls to the corner, getting back to his feet, only to get smashed by a huge running body avalanche from KENJI, who runs to the opposite corner, returning with a big running clothesline to the corner. Yelich stumbles forward as the match shows no sign of stopping. KENJI pulls Yelich into a gutwrench, looking to hit the Golem Tribute toss, but Yelich is able to escape and throw KENJI into the corner with an arm drag. Seeing his opportunity to even the odds against such an explosive challenger, Yelich connects with flying forearm, and grabs KENJI's head, going to hit the Whirlybird, trying for the big offence early. Yelich steps up the ropes, but no! KENJI holds on and brings the Whirlybird to a halt, bringing the champion onto his shoulders for a fireman's carry position, possibly looking to hit a Death Valley Driver, or perhaps an Ushigoroshi, but Yelich is fighting it. Both men strain as KENJI tries to get into position, while Yelich is struggling to escape it. However, Yelich is able to pull his weight back and hook the arms to take KENJI into a crucifix pin attempt with some added force, almost as a Crucifix Driver! 1......2....no! KENJI kicked out! Yelich scrambles to maintain this opening in the match, one wrong move, and it could call come crashing down. He starts laying consecutive knee drops to the body of the challenger before running back and landing a springboard moonsault, landing perfectly. Yelich continues by beckoning up KENJI, the crowd cheering this lighting fast match. The champion tries to hit a Northern Lights Suplex, electing to choose another pinning manoeuvre, his strategy to best his opponent. However, KENJI blocks by lowering his centre of gravity, and clubbing Yelich over the back with a thud, and quickly spinning the champion around while maintaining a headlock that has now been inverted. KENJI is in position to hit the KJR, looking to start the KENJI revolution with his first title win in BPZ! But, as KENJI swings his arm to hit his signature move, Yelich grabs his arm and deftly moves himself to a waistlock. The champion may have been absent from Carnage, but he's been doing his homework. Yelich is trying to land a german suplex, but once again KENJI blocks the attempt by holding the back of his knee, having the leverage to stay grounded. KENJI elbows Yelich in the face and takes control, and knees Yelich in the stomach before this time going for a Reverse KJR, this time connecting as Yelich's face snaps off of KENJI's knee in combination with a lariat to the back of the neck. The crowd is reaching a fever pitch as the arena rumbles from their stomping, both men are laying it all out in the ring. KENJI steps over to Yelich as returns the favour of knee drops to the back, slapping the back of Yelich's head in a gesture to bring even more. Yelich scowls while down on the mat and gets to his feet, beginning to trade strikes with The Resonator. It is soon clear that KENJI has the edge in the power department, seemingly taking less damage from Yelich's strikes. KENJI gains the advantage and pulls in Yelich, lifting him up into a powebomb position. In a new surprise from KENJI,s he's trying to hit a Revolution Bomb! He spins and spins, but no! Yelich is able to counter into a huge DDT!! The champion has his chance, he scales the turnbuckle to the top rope, looking to hit his signature Frog Splash....but what's this? No! Mikey from Bulletproof is on the apron, trying to distract the champion! No doubt that he's bitter over Yelich retaining the North American Championship against him at Survival Games. Also the Undisputed Champion, Flynn has had his differences with Yelich for some time now, could this be Mikey doing his dirty work? Or perhaps this is still Bulletproof's attempts to woo KENJI into their ranks, by helping him to win the North American Title? There is a chorus of boos as Yelich shouts angrily at Mikey to leave, however, the distraction is enough for KENJI to get to his feet, a little dizzy after the massive DDT. He goes over to the corner and smacks Yelich across the face, before pulling him down from the top rope with a big overhead suplex! KENJI exhales and turns to see Mikey on the apron, who quickly jumps down, feigning his innocence in this whole scenario. He receives only the steely grimace of KENJI as a response, going right back to the match. The Carnage audience gasps as KENJI picks up a prone Yelich, who is trying to crawl away into a wheelbarrow psoition, and suplexes the North American Champion right into the turnbuckles!! Yelich crumples against the corner in a heap as the crowd fall quiet for a brief moment, taken aback by the brutality on display. KENJI sits up and looks over at the dazed body of Yelich, he picks up the champion and motions to hit a Pumping Bomber, one of KENJI's vicious lariats. The challenger sees the end in sight. He runs the ropes and connects with a brutally stiff Pumping Bomber, sending Yelich clattering back down to the mat. KENJI goes for the pin! 1..... 2..... th-what?!? No! Yelich was just able to kick out! What heart from the champion, the crowd roaring. Unsatisfied, KENJI loads up another Pumping Bomber, slapping his arm and chest in the heat of battle, he hits the ropes once again, but this time, Yelich is able to grab KENJI's arm and spin around it, suddenly in position to hit his own move. Running off pure instinct and adrenaline, Yelich hoists KENJI up for a massive high-angle sit-out powerbomb!! The crowd erupt as Yelich dizzily goes for the pin! Could this be the victory?? 1..... 2.... No! KENJI kicks out! What will end this match? Both men are absorbing some serious punishment! Yelich grabs the ropes to get to his feet. He gestures to the crowd, calling for the Concussion Syndrome. He gets into position, bringing KENJI up from the mat, but The Resonator powers Yelich up into a back body drop, quashing the Piledriver attempt. KENJI steps over the champion, and brings him up to his feet. Yelich is shaky on his feet. KENJI pushes him to the ropes, but Yelich reacts and springboards off the ropes, looking to quickly fire back with his own high-risk maneuver of a Springboard Cutter, but KENJI turns and captures Yelich back-to-back, hooking his arms. KENJI walks back into the centre of the ring, and slams Yelich back down to the mat with a devastating Gaudi Bakudan! It's not looking good for the champion, KENJI just has his signature offence too well scouted. As Yelich slowly gets to his feet completely on instinct, as he looks to be completely out of it, KENJI rocks the North American Champion by connecting with a second Pumping Bomber!! KENJI is on a tear, and the champion is in dire straights. The Resonator hoists up the motionless form of the champion, and delivers the final, and most devastating finale..... Last Resonance!!! 1....2.....3!!! KENJI def. Yelich (c) in 10:32 via pinfall with a Last Resonance to become the new BPZ North American Champion!! -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- After that crazy sprint of a match, a flurry of red and gold streamers fill the ring as KENJI is victorious in dominant fashion, Yelich being escorted to the back by the ring crew. However, in the celebration, it is not the referee that hands KENJI his newly-won North American Championship.....it is Mikey. He must've stuck around after his attempt to spoil the match. A sly grin on his face, he presents the title to KENJI in the ring. However, what was probably intended to be a good-will gesture from Bulletproof, is only met with a simmering anger as KENJI glares at Mikey, quickly taking his North American Title, before getting right in Mikey's face, forcing the Bulletproof member to roll out of the ring and nonchalantly make his way back up the ramp. With his vigilance, and patience tested, KENJI finally raises the BPZ North American Championship high as Carnage Wildcard goes to a commercial break. Over seven months of chasing, he can now call himself a champion. But, from the expression on his face, not all has been satisfied. Did Bulletproof's attempts to interfere cost KENJI something more, despite the victory?
  11. 17 points
    Arius

    BPZ.com

  12. 17 points
    Julius

    "Homecoming"

    {We open with Julius sitting in the passengers seat of a car staring outside the window, marveling at the city of Melbourne that surrounds him. A rye smile creeps up on his face as he looks the Melbourne CBD for presumably the first time in a long time. Out in the distance we see Federation Square a marquee spot in the city of Melbourne and once again Julius' eyes are fixed onto it} "You know it's been years since I've been here. I was born and raised in Sydney but our trips to Melbourne, my Dad my Brother and I to watch the footy, the Cricket whatever was one was always something I would look forward to. The MCG where Bad Blood is held tomorrow is the Mecca of Australian sports. Every Australian Sport's athlete wishes to be able to run out on the marvelous MCG with 100,000 cheering their name as they do what they love and tomorrow I join all those Australian Icon's all those legends when I put on the boots and walk out to the ring. It's been about 15 years since I've been here and it hasn't changed a bit. I love it" {The car stops and Julius makes his way out, the camera still following as he looks up at the MCG. He slowly walks towards it, looking up in awe his eyes wide open as he gazes upon the beauty in-front of him. He stops for a minute and lets it all sink in, and that smile appears again something that hasn't appeared on Julius' face for a very long time. He continues to walk towards the Main Gate where a bunch of media and fans are waited for his arrival, but before he greets them, he stops and stares at the famous Sir Don Bradman statues placed in-front of him. Arguably one of Australia's greatest sporting Icon's of all time} "This is when you know you've made it. No World Title, no Hall of Fame ring or Money in The Bank Briefcase will ever top something like this. The dream for me is to be named among these Australian sporting greats, to be recognised as a hero of this great nation, to have a statue alongside Don Bradman at the MCG" {Julius looks up at the statue one last time and nods in approval before finally walking over to the fans who are waiting for him. They all cheer and once again a big beaming grin appears on the face of the former BPZ World Champ. The Children in the front row are all holding signs in honour of Julius and "The Death Machine" walks over and signs them before taking some pictures with the fans and heading into the building. He turns back and waves at all his fans before putting his head down and walking into the MCG. The scene then reopens with Julius seated in the middle of the MCG, the Colosseum that surrounds him as impressive as ever as he looks straight into the camera} "I think we can agree that I just am not a people person. I usually don't care for the fans that come to all the shows in the US or in Europe or in Asia because they don't appeal to me, they have no significance to me and they really don't understand me. But these people, the kids you saw cheering my name as they walked in all of the men and women who held up signs or wore my T-Shirts, everything I do inside and outside of the ring is for them. It's these sorts of people who got me where I am today and it's these people who I owe my career and in some cases my life to. When I attack someone and leave them half-dead in the ring, or when I say some things that may be deemed too hurtful or too far in most people's eyes are celebrated by these people here because they understand the grind and the energy and effort a man has to put in to make sure they can succeed. Every single Australian understands and knows where my actions come from because they've been where I've been and they know what needs to be done to make sure you stay afloat in this world. When all of you boo me, these people they cheer me because they understand me, they know that everything I do and everything I strive to do is to put this amazing country on the map. It's to give back to everyone who has carved the path out for me" "Now I still have a job to do and that concerns the Money in the Bank Ladder Match. All the pressure is on me, I've seen the news reports saying that I have the most to lose this is make or break for me and to be honest all of it is true. This is that big time opportunity, my future my destiny is all in my hands if I can just climb up that ladder and unhook that briefcase, a guaranteed opportunity to become the BPZ World Heavyweight Champion once again. Although I do have the most to lose, I do have an advantage over the seven other people in that match and that's the people. Probably for the first time in my BPZ Career I will walk out to a chorus of cheers, a roar throughout this very arena will transpire when my music hits and I walk out onto the stage. I'm not ready for the emotion that's going to come to me and that's a good thing, I've got to live in the moment and I've got to get the job done because I'm not fighting for one I'm fighting for all" "I'm not going to waste your time by breaking down my opponents, that's been done many times before and will be done many times again. I know what they'll bring and they know what I'll bring and that's all that. The purpose of this was to show you what is on the line for me. For about 20 minutes on the 20th of September 2019 every single person in this country will have their TV's fixated on this match and that is where I need to deliver. And I am going to deliver. Hollow, Josh, Flynn, BiC and whoever that mystery man is I hope you're ready because you're stepping in enemy territory and if there's one thing about Australia that is we are going to make you feel as uncomfortable as you have ever been. I'm ready for this, I've been ready for this my entire life. This is my homecoming and I will not disappoint"
  13. 17 points
    Julius

    "Danger"

    {The Carnage show is interrupted by some footage shot earlier in the day as the BPZ Superstars were arriving to the arena. One man in particular is being closely followed by the BPZ camera crew and that man is "The Death Machine" Julius. They follow Julius into the arena as he checks in and makes his way to the locker room. We say him walk past many of the current BPZ Stars all looking at him with a little fear which brings a rye smile to his face. Julius then turns into the locker room, places his bags down and takes a seat. He looks up at the camera man and starts to speak} "A bit of relief right wasn't it? After a long stint in the losers column I was able to get one back over my countryman FDS. I promised I would out wrestle him but I don't think I can say I successfully did and that's full credit to him, he's an exceptional talent and it shows how deep this tournament is and how any off night can lead to pure catastrophe. I know what I have to do next and I know who I am facing next the Oddball the mysterious KENJI. I don't know too much about him other than the fact that he came in with all the hype and unfortunately he just hasn't been able to get the ball rolling. A big opportunity this is for him though and he's made it count already pushing Bart to his limit and walking away with a draw. I've been in the ring with Bart and I know what KENJI did was an amazing effort and something that everybody should take notice of because I know one day this man will become a star" "Now I need to make sure that I am not caught off guard like Bart was. I circled this match when the groups were announced and in big bold letters I wrote the word "Danger" because this is exactly what this is. KENJI and I have never shared the ring meaning that we walk into this match on even playing field so may say, although I know that isn't true because I am just on another level than him. However I am not naive so I recognise that if I don't pay enough attention to what he does I will be the one facing the lights and he'll be the one celebrating the victory. You haven't heard from me over the last couple of days not because I've been hurt or injured but it's because I have been occupied by something else. See I have spent the last three days sitting in my house and watching tape after tape after tape of this man studying his every move, his weaknesses and his strengths, what makes him tick and what moves he goes to when he's ready to finish the match off" "I also know that KENJI has been doing the same thing with me, watching me brutally defeat my opponents seeing the destruction and domination that I am capable of. If he was a normal human that would send shivers down his spine keeping him awake at night but this man is no human he is a dragon. You are looking forward to this match and I do so the same, I've made it my quest over this year to remind all these so called "Next Gen" talent that I am still the man who runs these parts. I showed Hans Clayton what it's like to step into the ring with a real champ and now I guess it's time to show you KENJI. You can look forward to this all you want, but don't get your hopes up because I'm going to break you and I am going to slay the dragon. It's a shame that I have to send another promising career down the drain but to be completely honest I don't really care. So I guess only time will tell KENJI. Are you the real deal or are you a flash in the plan? Was your result with Bart a fluke? I guess we will wait and see. It's time to put this dragon to the sword"
  14. 17 points
    BobdaBomb

    The BPZ Pizza Place

    BPZ Pizza Place: Season 1 Episode 5 We start off the episode as we see Sameer pull up to the pizza place as he looks to the dock next to the Pizza Place and see’s Sheridan standing there alone looking off into the distance. Sameer was told to come in a bit earlier today as Brenden wanted him to be there to pick up an order. To his surprise though Sheridan is also here. Sameer gets out of his car as he walks over to talk to Sheridan on the dock. Sameer: Hey, didn't expect to see you here. What are you doing here so early? Sheridan looks up at Sameer then back at the Pizza Place before sighing and looking back at the lake as she seems a bit upset. Sheridan: Well I figured I would see the place one last time before I get fired today. Sameer looks at her upset as Sheridan pulls out her phone and shows Sameer a text from Keeley reading, “Enjoy today because it will be the last time you step foot in BPZ Pizza again”. Sameer looks down as he is clearly upset. Sameer: Don’t worry I ain’t gonna let this fly. If they go through with this trust me there is gonna be hell to pay. As long as I am here you have a job if you want it. Sheridan looks at Sameer and smiles for a second but then goes back to staring at the lake as we see a tear roll down her cheek. Sheridan: Well I appreciate that but don’t make promises you can’t keep. I’ll miss you Sameer. Sheridan then walks off leaving Sameer on the dock alone as we see him clench his fists as he clearly is pissed off. The camera then cuts away to a new scene. We then see Sameer a bit of time later waiting in the front of the shop as a delivery truck pulls up. We see the delivery man walk up to the Pizza Place it’s Jason Ryan. Jason has been delivering packages to the Pizza Place as soon as it has opened and is a usual customer. Sameer smiles as him and Jason shake hands. Jason: It’s been a while Sameer, how have you been holding up? Sameer laughs as he takes the package from Jason. Sameer: You know I have been doing pretty good to be honest. Some crazy stuff has been going on lately but hey that’s life right. Jason laughs as he removes his hat and fixes his hair. Jason: Ain’t that the truth brother. Well I’ll talk to you later got a few more things I have to deliver might come back for a pizza later though. We see Sameer smile as Jason rubs his stomach. Sameer: Sounds good my guy. I’ll see you later. Jason then waves goodbye as he drives away and Sameer walks inside with the delivery. As we cut a bit farther into the day. As the day rolls along we see the staff start to arrive as Bailey pulls up to the Pizza Place to have a man in a suit come up to his car. Bailey looks at him confused as he rolls down the car window and looks at the man as he starts talking. Bailey: Can I help you or something? The man adjusts his tie as he looks at Bailey and begins to talk. Josh: Well yes, my name is Josh and I work with child protective services. We received a call from your son Kai that you beat him with a belt the other night somewhere around here. Bailey looks around as he laughs and then looks around. Bailey: You know what, yes I did. But you wanna know what he deserved a beating. He has been needing one for a while now. Josh backs up a bit as we see Bailey get out of the car. Josh: You know what sir I can see where you are coming from because when he called up he was very innaporate and just plain out rude. So I have done my best to make this simple for you. All I am going to ask is you come to a couple of meetings and then we will be out of your hair, with you still having custody over Kai. Bailey looks a bit surprised as he shakes Josh’s hand. Josh then walks off as Bailey heads into work laughing at the fact that Kai snitched as the camera cuts away and we move forward to when the Pizza Place is open. We cut to the phones where we see Bart sitting there talking to a customer and once again we see Arius walk in with another sticky note. Bart grabs it out of his hand as Arius walks off. Bart then hangs up the phone as he reads it. Bart: Oh great another riddle. I am the son of water but when water touches me I die a slow death. What am I? What the hell is this Arius? I’ll deal with it later, I don’t have time for this. Bart then puts the sticky note in a drawer as he slams it closed and sits there for a second. We then hear the phone ring as Bart picks it up and begins to yell at the customer as the camera cuts away to a scene away from the Pizza Place. We cut to the First Class Express as they are pulled over at a gas station as we see BiC playing on his phone as Hans fills the car up with gas. We then see BiC’s phone begin to ring as we see he is getting a facetime from Brad. He looks very confused. BiC: Okay then, how did this guy get my number. Danielle must have gave it to him I guess. BiC answers it as he looks in absolute disgust. He looks at the phone to see Brad set up the phone as he takes his shirt off. BiC hangs it up immediately as he bangs on the phone for Hans to get into the car as Hans was talking to some girl by the gas pump. Hans eventually gets in. Hans: What’s up my guy? You look shook. Hans begins to laugh as BiC looks at him as if had seen a ghost. BiC: Brad called me and he began to strip. We are never going back to that house ever again. Hans just laughs as BiC looks out the window scarred. The two then drive back to the Pizza Shop as the camera cuts away. We cut to the wait station where we see Toxik standing there once again as this time he is having a staring contest with a little girl. Toxik wins as he then laughs at the little girl who runs away crying as she is afraid of Toxik. We then see Keeley come over and talk to Toxik. Keeley: So I guess you know that Sheridan found out about our little secret. Don’t worry she has been dealt with though. So our secret is safe. She is getting fired tonight so if you have anyone who is looking for a job let them know. Toxik smiles as Keeley kisses him on the cheek and walks away. It seems they are unaware that Sameer has found out about their secret. So this whole situation could get pretty messy. We then cut outside as we see Arrow on his break. He is talking on the phone with someone as we listen in to the conversation. Arrow: Bro, I need your help. There is this guy at my work giving me some bad juju if you know what I mean. Like I need some backup to take this guy down put him in his place. His name is Julius. Mean and you can take him down easy. Just meet me at my work tomorrow at 2:30. Then we can jump him when he shows up. Ok sounds good see you then bro. Arrow then hangs up the phone and walks back inside as we cut away to later in the night. We then cut inside the Pizza Place where we look out the back window as we see Bashka and Smith although we can’t see what they are doing we can tell that they are trying to be secret about it. We then see Smith look over and point to the window as the camera cuts away. We then cut to the bar where we see Bob and Meko taking shots together as they both eventually pass out behind the bar as the night is over and the customers have all left. We then see Brenden walk past the bar and laugh at the two men before he yells for Sheridan to come to his office. We see Keeley and Toxik grin as Sameer watches Sheridan walk into the office with her head down. We then cut away to Brenden’s office. We then cut into Brenden’s office where we see Sheridan sit down as Brenden looks at her and shakes his head before beginning to talk. Brenden: Listen Sheri-- We see Sheridan cut off Brenden as we see her begin to cry. Sheridan: Listen Brenden I know what this is about. Just get it over with. Don’t make this longer than it has to be. We see Brenden sigh as he seems a bit upset with what he is doing. Brenden: Sheridan, after some discussion with Keeley we have both decided that your services are no longer required here at the BPZ Pizza Place. Sheridan you’re fired. Sheridan: Well that’s fine one piece of advice though I have is look around and really think about who your true friends are. Sheridan then storms out of Brenden’s office in tears as we see the camera follows her as she walks past Sameer. We then see Brenden walk out of his office as Sameer storms over to him and begins yelling at him. Sameer: Brenden you’re making a huge mistake right now? You need to rehire Sheridan right now or we are gonna have some serious problems. Brenden looks down for a second then stares right back into Sameer’s face. Brenden: You know I have to do this Sameer. I have to keep the girl happy. We see Sameer clench his fist as he begins to yell at Brenden. Sameer: Your girl really. Well hate to break it to you bro but she ain’t just your girl. She’s been fuckin Toxik behind your back. We then see Keeley walk into the room as Brenden looks at her. Brenden: Keeley? Keeley looks at Brenden and Sameer and begins talking. Keeley: He’s talking out of anger Brenden. I mean you just fired his little crush how do you expect him to react he is gonna try whatever to get her back. I mean Toxik really? Sameer looks at Keeley as he begins to yell at her now. Sameer: Shut up Bitch! This is me and Brenden’s conversation stay out of it! Brenden gets up in Sameer’s face as Sameer stares right back. Brenden: Sameer don’t talk to my girl like that. I’ve known you for a long time and I don’t want to have to fire you too. Sameer laughs before we see Toxik walk in as Sameer runs at Toxik and drops him with a big right! Sameer begins to pummel Toxik before Brenden can pull him off and push him out the door. Brenden: Sameer don’t ever come back! You’re fired! Brenden then slams the door closed as Sameer stands in the parking lot upset as he turns around as he sees Sheridan standing there. Sameer walks up to her and begins to talk. Sameer: Trust me this is not over you and I Sheri we are gonna bust these two assholes! Sheri then smiles as she motions for Sameer to call her before the two drive home as the episode ends with both Sheridan and Sameer fired and BPZ Pizza Place in chaos.
  15. 17 points
    bailey14

    A Test

    The GOAT echos throughout the whole arena as The Bailey makes his way to the Ring wearing a new black Jacket with a pair of sunglasses. He enters the ring and grabs a Microphone as the Boos have already started You're going to boo me. You're going to boo The Bailey. You ungrateful punks. The Bailey will send each and everyone one of you to the Smackdown Hotel. You're all a bunch of Jabornis. For Months The Bailey came out here and entertained you. I came out every week and said I was the People's Champion. The Bailey fought in your honor. But that wasn't good enough for you anymore was it. Are you not entertained by me anymore. It's so classic of you all. You move on from one thing to another so quick. In with the old and out with the new right. Well you want to know what is old. Smith's pathetic excuses for his actions over these last few years. It's Sad and distasteful. But of you course none of you Brainless sheep see it. None of you. But the Bailey sees it. Smith cant outsmart the Great One. Hes lying straight through his teeth. He comes out here with pathetic excuses on why he became a druggie. guess what. Just like an addict would do. He's not changed. He probably lit one up righ before he made that promo. Did you see him. Because The Bailey saw him and he looked MESSED up. Talking about pain and stuff. Boo freaking hoo. You want to know what real pain is Smith. You want to know what real stress is. It's carrying a freaking company on your back DAY AFTER DAY. MONTH AFTER MONTH. YEAR AFTER YEAR. Buts thats no excuse for me to take a breather and chill out. Light one up and relax. The Bailey doesn't need drugs in his life to numb the pain. To take away the relief. Only pathetic waste of space scum of the earth need to do that. And just like a no druggie does they find an excuse to why they do what they do. Just like you did. You want to talk about opportunities. You want to talk about getting chances. Well look in the mirror, have you seen yourself. You're a junkie why would any wrestling company give you a chance to succeed? Now look at The Bailey. Look at the Great One. Look at me. I am a Star. I am a physical machine that no one can touch. I have the it factor Smith that a no good druggie like you just doesn't have. Once a druggie always a druggie. Infact Smith. The Bailey Thinks your lying to all these people. The Bailey thinks your making a mockery of this company. And The Bailey thinks your such a manipulate junkie that your lying to yourself. So The Bailey signals for someone to come out as a Man with wearing a suit comes out with equipment. He enters the ring. Being The Bailey and having some pull around here. I have ordered that you Smith take a drug test in front of all these people here tonight. I got a feeling that you have taken some quicker hitters tonight. Hell maybe over the last few weeks. The Bailey is going to expose your candy ass for what you really are and always will be. A no good druggie. I am going to save these people and this company once again from being blindsided and let down by you once again. We can get this all over here tonight and fire your ass right here in The Wells Fargo Center. So Please Smith, if you can actually walk straight and find your way out to the ring please get your candy ass out here now and take this official BPZ drug test.
  16. 17 points
    Julius

    "The Beast"

    {We open this weeks Carnage with the sound of Julius' "Gallantry" as the 2x King of The Ring winner makes his presence felt to the Carnage Audience. Sameer and Julius had their first heated confrontation last week right here on Carnage and now it looks like as if Julius is about to continue the verbal war as he marches his way down to the ring} {The Death Machine walks down the ramp surveying the audience before stepping in between the ropes and reaching for a microphone. His sermon will now begin} "Let me take you back to the Summer of 2018. I walked into Summerslam the new BPZ World Champion an unproven commodity waiting to take on my biggest challenge to date, the King of BPZ Slim. I walked into Summerslam with the odds heavily against me, everyone writing me off thinking that I was going to be a flash in the pan, a one hit wonder a kid to far from his comfort zone. Well all those people were wrong, I walked into Summerslam and I beat the living shi*t out of Slim, kicked him out of his own stable and I became the King of BPZ! Now the reason I bring this up is because I want to compare this moment to the man who I face this time at Summerslam, the unworthy the pathetic BPZ World Champion Sameer" "See Sameer I was in your shoes, I was the man heading into this big match as the underdog and now you stand by the philosophy that you are now the underdog and somehow someway you use that as a way to feed yourself motivation. You may see motivation but I see delusion. I have been working at a top level for 12 months now while you are relatively new to this situation. I defeated Slim at Summerslam last year and you are merely half of what he is which means you are in for a world of pain my friend" "I am going to make this very clear to every person in attendance and everyone at home. Don't bother showing up to Los Angeles, don't bother spending your money buying this PPV because I will give you all the information you need to know. Two men will walk into Summerslam but only one man is walking out and that is me. 12 months ago I cemented my Legacy as a star in this company and at Summerslam I write my next chapter when I become the BPZ World Heavyweight Champion once..." {A familiar sound echoes throughout the Carnage Arena as Julius looks on in pure rage at the entrance ramp}
  17. 17 points
    Hollow

    Step up, Get Stepped On

    Blade walks down to the ring no theme song just going to the ring with his half of the tag titles over his shoulder with a smug look on his face. He gets in the ring after throwing a chair into the ring and getting a microphone. Quickly setting up the chair and taking a seat. Blade,"Do you all know who I am? I am a former NXT Champion, former BPZ European Champion, former BPZ Intercontinental champion, former BP Z Premium Champion, the 2019 Carnage Scramble winner the man who exterminated Buddy Ace at the Power Trip Cup Event one half of the Deadman's hand, and one of two men that right now can call themselves the number one contenders for the BPZ Tag Team Championships at King of the ring, one of the men who put an end to the Big Ballers, and one half of the reigning BPZ Tag Team Champions. I am Blade now lets get down for business. Look here, what was it I wanted to say, I said something before Emergence what was it, oh right I said I was going to tell you all so after I did something but what was it." Blade turns and looks at his championship on his shoulder. Blade, "Oh that's right won this didn't I? So I guess.... I TOLD YOU ALL SO! I said the Deadman's hand was going to win the number one contenders match and crush the weaker tag teams and we did that!. I said we would beat and end the big ballers and we did that and took their tag titles from them. The light at the end of the tunnel the tag division was going down under that stagnant title reign is now over. Now the tag division can now grow once again. The Deadman's hand stepped up from the days when it was just Kieron and I to George and I now evolving once again to what we are now. Brenden should have see this coming being part of the old evolution group. You either adapt or you perish. We found ourselves invited into a more illustrious group and we adapted and caused the former tag team champions title reign to perish. Now what is this group? Well if the names of who is involve doesn't give you any indication of what this group can do without a name alone. We have our selves of the Deadman's Hand the new tag champions. We have Ropati fresh back and ready to give you all a reminder of who he is. And the head honcho of the group, a mastermind who is smarter then all of you. That is Slim. But if you need a name for a group like this to give you any more indication of who we are well this is who we are." Blade points at the titan tron and the name appears Blade, "A picture is better then a thousand words. We are, no are is the wrong word, it is we have taken over. We are bringing a balance to BPZ like nobody has seen before. Capturing the Tag titles was the first step. The next step will be summerslam. What will the tag team be doing? Facing the first challenge who has decided to step up against the syndicate. The First Class Express. Hans and BIC. the first team to step up to us and now here is what will happen to them. They step up and now will they are going to get stepped on. You see I see this team coming and I am going to shut them down. You think teaming with Bashka will help you? Look at Bashka and look at who him and ask him to thank Slim for his intercontinental title reign, and then tell him to say goodbye to his reign. I might have history with BIC but listen to me carefully, I am not praying for your down fall. I want you to step up, bring what you did during the Power Trip Cup. Hans better bring his best as well. I want to face you both at your primes. Because when we smack you back down to where you belong then you can go tell, the Brenden and Sameer a real team just beat you." Blade flips the microphone into the air and drops it
  18. 17 points
    Slim

    Step up, Get Stepped On

    As Hans walks into the curtain, suddenly he backs up, back onto the stage as the crowd is confused, before 'The King', Slim steps out to a ruckus of boos from the crowd. Slim has a microphone in his hand, as Hans stands in front of him before Slim begins to speak. Hans, allow me to introduce myself. My name, is Slim, and I am the most dominant superstar in BPZ history. And I have an announcement to you, the fans, the superstars backstage... At SummerSlam, I will defend the tag team championships alongside Blade... Not because I need to, but because I want to. Hans looks confused before Slim begins talking. I know, I know. You stand there, looking dumb, confused, why do I want to? Because men like you need to earn some god-damn respect. You talk about this new generation, this new wave of superstars are fools, brainwashed by these people. Let me give you some advice, kid. Your heart-beating, that's from the exercise you're getting in the ring. All this stuff you talk about is non-sense, it's comical. This, is a business, and you, and all of this "new generation" need to learn how to be businessmen. Businessmen are cut-throat, they get the job done, they aren't here to make friends and they're not here to make relationships, bonds, any of that. It's not about bringing your best, Hans. It's about being the best. And Syndicate, is that. Blade is one of the most underrated men in the company, and you're a young lion, on his way to prove himself, and you dare to call that man a SNAKE? Hans, look beside you. Xavier King, BiC, whatever he refers to himself as these days, is the biggest snake this company has. One minute he'll be your friend, hyping you up, gassing you up, and the next he'll be talking shit like a high-school female. You wanna talk about snakes, look at him. Blade hasn't captured the World Championship YET, but neither have you. You've come here, and you've been pretty good, but you're secondary compared to Arius, right? Does that eat at you, Hans? Knowing that of all these young superstars, filled with potential, you're not number one? You wanna know why, you're not number one? You do extraordinary things, yeah, but those same-things can cost you a match within a second. Ropati is a smart man, you see, he took my advice. Ropati hates my f*cking guts. I gave him a concussion, but he realizes, next to me, he's virtually untouchable, because I just have that... effect. Slim smirks as the crowd boos, with Hans looking unimpressed before Slim continues talking. You say you're not getting stepped on, you believe that you can hang, but history speaks for itself. When me and BiC go one-on-one, he rarely ever comes out on top. Add in a dumb rookie? It's a walk in the park. So Hans, let me make you understand something... You need to bring more than YOUR best at SummerSlam, otherwise you WILL get stepped on, I promise that. Slim stares a hole through Hans, as it's official, Slim & Blade will defend their tag team championships against Hans & BiC at SummerSlam.
  19. 17 points
    Sheridan

    𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑓𝑢𝑙.

    𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑑𝑓𝑢𝑙. The scene opens at a BrendenPlayz live event, being set in Savannah, Georgia.  With BPZ Emergence just days from now, it isn't surprising that the promotion is holding events close to Tampa Bay, Florida. Currently the show is between matches when vaguely familiar theme music begins to ring out through the arena. Those in attendance have a mixed reaction towards Sheridan as she appears, usually a villainous character when paired with Jonathan, though she was seen in a more positive light as of late when she competed for the Undisputed Championship, against Flynn. "The Golden Girl" poses on the entrance ramp for a brief amount of time, before she struts down towards the ring, stopping to take one of two selfies with those fortunate enough to be seated on the front row. She strides up the steel steps and enters the ring between the middle rope. Dressed in her typical wrestling attire, the blonde woman gestures for ringside staff to hand her a microphone, she begins to speak. "Usually I tend not to grace these events with my presence, though with Emergence just days away I had some things to get off of my chest. I've been hearing a lot of talk about how people feel underappreciated, to the point that they're holding protests as if waving a sign is going to make them climb up the rungs of a ladder and grip a briefcase between their fingers, it's laughable. People have been speaking as if this match is all about them and their time to shine, and I just think how selfish they are. All they do is whine and sit in a puddle of self-pity, this is something that does not represent what the North American Championship is all about, a championship that defines a hard working continent." "Before I properly address my opposition, the five individuals that will begin that match inside the ring along myself, I want to speak about that damn party bus. I went to Florida and blocked off those roads in good faith, apparently doing such necessary work is rewarded with a fine for "public disturbance." It makes me sick, but it does not matter. I do not need a blockade and scouting to stop Hans. I am mindful of the fact that he is the favourite, that him alongside people like Yelich and Joh might have the experience on me. But the truth is that experience doesn't win you matches, talent does. Having a blueprint and applying it with efficiency does. Yelich stresses that he needs to win this match for he has been here three years, it is his apparent right, and yet I cannot recall a time where I have seen him do anything other than mope around, blaming the rest of the world and his opposition for his clear lack of talent." "I am more talented and a better representative to compete for the North American Championship than the other individuals in this match. Yes, I realise I am saying that despite the fact I am coming off a loss, two losses in fact. But what people fail to realise is that I am facing people I have no right to be and competing. Giving a guy like Flynn one of the best matches he has had in a long time, taking BrendenPlayz and the current World Heavyweight Championship holder, Sameer, to a rematch alongside Jonathan. I am facing the top people in this business and coming out barely on the losing side. This is the first time in an inconceivably long time that I am not heading into a bout as a clear underdog, and I plan on taking full advantage of that label." Pausing for a moment, Sheridan soaks in the enthusiasm from the crowd. She paces around the ring while holding the microphone at her side. Her free hand grips the top rope and she turns to face a particular section of the crowd. Within the second the microphone is drawn up to her glossy lips and she continues her speech. "For eighteen months I have been an employee of this promotion and I have absolutely nothing to show for it, the time has come for that to change. I realise I could have competed for the NXT Championship, potentially becoming a champion, if I really applied myself perhaps I still wouldn't be in the division. It is time that I illustrate to the world why I competed against legends for a top championship in my first match, why people continue to laud me with praise despite having a horrific win to loss record. I have been training underneath Jonathan and have made strides physically and mentally. It is time for me to demonstrate why yours truly is the future holder of the North American Championship and a future star of the wrestling industry." "While I find the likes of Joh and Yelich to be whiny and untalented, the only fair point they raise is that Arius isn't a good representative of the belt he holds, defending it once since winning it four months ago, it is laughable. While I am not an American I have lived here for some time and understand the history of this country and the continent it is a part of and the backbone, the foundation of North America was built through integrity and hard work. I ask myself how Arius can be defining such when he is such a silhouette and vacant space in this promotion. I am going to win To The Top at Emergence because I am the best competitor in that match and when I do I will be one cash-in away from triggering a golden age, the golden age, of this company." "I am an angel of death and I have been sent from above to dominate this match and that is what I intend to do. I am no weasel in spite of my height disadvantage. I will not shy away from conflict and I intend to fight fiercely so that doubters of my potential cannot say that my inevitable victory was a fluke, a stab in the dark. I am superior to Buddy Ace and Mikey, Joh and Yelich are beneath me and Hans is a favourite destined to have his wings clipped and meet his angelic demise. When the match is over and I have vanquished my opposition, and that briefcase sits tightly within my dainty little hands do not be surprised, do not react with shock. This is the match, THE match, where my shimmer sparkles brightest and the beginning of a new age is provoked." Sheridan finishes her speech with a smirk illustrating her expression. Without giving it much thought, she throws the microphone carelessly behind her, sauntering towards the ropes and promptly stepping out, walking up the ramp with a confident swagger as the audience reacts to her words in an energetic manner.
  20. 17 points
    Smith

    BPZ Wrestling - The Smithyverse

    BPZ Carnage | 8th July, 2019 | Ziggo Dome | Amsterdam, NL Sameer Explains His Actions At Judgement Day At Judgement Day, Sameer changed the future of his entire career when he attacked his former partner and former friend, Brenden Playz, following their loss in the BPZ Tag Team Championship match. Tonight, Sameer opens Carnage by walking to the ring and explaining why he did what he did. Sameer: "Never, ever, cross your boss? What kind of trash advice is that? Why would I not cross my boss? Brenden, why wouldn't I betray you? Like seriously, is it not clear to everyone why I beat the living hell out of him?" Sameer looks around the crowd in shock, seemingly expecting the BPZ Universe to know why he attacked Brenden. After awhile, he gives up and begins to explain it. Sameer: "Okay, I guess I'm the only level-headed person here. Early on in my career, Brenden took me under his wing and people called me his golden boy. The people backstage, you people out here, the people that I work with on a daily basis, they all said I was given special treatment, that I only got where I was because I was on the boss' good side. Everything I accomplished was looked past just because I was Brenden's friend. For a while, I trusted Brenden, I worked my ass off day in day out to prove to him that I could lead his company. He promised me that one day I'll be the top star of BPZ..." Visibly frustrated, Sameer pauses to calm himself down. His face is red and the veins are showing in his neck as he speaks on such an emotional topic. He begins to talk again but now with a tremble in his voice and the microphone shaking in his hand. Sameer: "Then why, explain to me why... WHY IN HELL HAVE I NOT COME ANYWHERE CLOSE TO BEING WORLD CHAMPION! I've been busting my ass, grinding all day every day, Monday to Sunday, non-stop, for almost five years! But yet, I don't have a BPZ World Heavyweight Championship reign to my name. I guess I thought that I had earned it, I thought I had played my cards right and honestly, I still do. I still know that I am BPZ World Heavyweight Championship material and without that dead weight, without false promises, without a friend that did nothing but hold me down, I'm going to cash-in my Money In The Bank contract and become the greatest ever champion this company has seen!" After Sameer's exclamation in the middle of the ring, the crowd would be stunned silent with the only thing disturbing the quiet being the heavy breathing of the emotional Sameer. He would slowly lower the microphone, releasing the tight grasp that developed as he was talking. After gathering himself and letting the fans take in his touching words, he drops the microphone and walks to the back. BPZ King Of The Ring Tournament James Ropati vs The Marker The first match of the night sees the continuation of King Of The Ring's first round as 'The Kiwi Buzzsaw', James Ropati, makes his return to the ring against The Marker. The two men put on a competitive match-up but the momentum from his return pushes Ropati that much further, allowing him to get the edge on Marker, eventually picking up the pinfall after a nasty Kiwi Kick. The Demented Knight Makes His Debut Tonight As BPZ Carnage continues as per usual, suddenly the feed is taken over by a completely black video. Slowly, a face comes into focus but as it becomes clearer, the face is revealed to be painted white with red markings. 'The Demented Knight' is then advertised to debut in BPZ tonight, in King Of The Ring competition against an impressive force in Arius. The debuting star is definitely set for a challenge in his first match but also has a great opportunity to prove how good he is straight out of the gates. BPZ King Of The Ring Tournament Buddy Ace vs Hans Clayton Next, we have the second match of the night as we resume King Of The Ring action. In this match-up, we see Buddy Ace and Hans Clayton face off for the first time ever. With Buddy Ace being the more experienced of the two, he seems to be able to gain the upper-hand more often than Hans but the explosive offence that Hans possesses proves superior as he is able to pick up the pinfall after a beautiful Shooting Hans Press. Flynn States That He Is The Most Dangerous Force in BPZ Wrestling In the backstage area of the Altice Forum, Josh Trenton is joined by BPZ Superstar and Hall Of Famer, Flynn. At Judgement Day, Flynn defeated Echo Wilson by forcing him to tap out. Tonight, Flynn looks particularly threatening as he waits to be interviewed. Josh Trenton: "At Judgement Day, you defeated Echo Wilson in your second ever one on one encounter with him, having won the first time around as well. With that being said, did you expect to win going into this match or did you realize the challenge that Echo Wilson presents?" At first, the only response Trenton receives from Flynn is a blank stare of disappointment. After an awkward moment of silence, Flynn begins to respond. Flynn: "Are you serious? Of course, I recognize the challenge that my opponent brings, I do that in every match. Also, I believe that I am going to come out of every match victorious so yes, I did expect to win. If I don't believe I can win, what's the point in me even competing? I'm a competitor, I compete to win so when I wrestle, I wrestle to win. Now, ask me a better question." Trenton is stunned by Flynn's response at first, stuttering as he attempts to speak. Eventually, he thinks of a question and tries again. Josh Trenton: "Okay... After defeating Echo Wilson at Judgement Day and not being included in the King Of The Ring tournament, what are your plans going forward and heading into SummerSlam?" Flynn: "You know what? That will do. Right now, I look in the locker room, I look at the faces of my fellow superstars and honestly, it shames me. I can't stand half of the idiotic morons back there but it's fine, none of them dare stand up to me. They all saw what I did to Echo Wilson at Judgement Day. They all know that right now, I'm the most dangerous competitor in BPZ Wrestling. Right now, I can promise that not one person backstage dares to prove me wrong. They don't have th-" Suddenly, Flynn is struck from behind by a hooded man before three more hooded men join the fray, joining in on the beatdown on Flynn. After Flynn is left motionless on the ground, the men reveal themselves as the four members of SSW Club, with Joshua Scott standing at the front of the flock. It seems as though this team disagrees with Flynn's statement. BPZ King Of The Ring Tournament Arius vs James Knight For the third time tonight, we continue on with first round King Of The Ring action. As advertised earlier, 'The Demented King', James Knight, will be making his debut tonight against 'The Revenant', Arius. To the surprise of many, James Knight actually puts up a good fight against Arius who has been one of the most dominant forces in the industry as of late. Nevertheless, Arius manages to pick up the victory and move on to the quarter finals. The Bailey Is Still Your BPZ World Heavyweight Champion Next, the BPZ World Heavyweight Champion, The Bailey, makes his entrance to the ring, holding his title very proudly. Then, he collects a microphone before entering the ring. He lets a dramatic pause pass by, raises his eyebrow and then begins to talk. The Bailey: "And still... Your BPZ World Heavyweight Champion... The Bailey! At Judgement Day, The Bailey beat Bashka's candy ass just like old times but right now, we're witnessing sixteen of the most promising superstars this company has to offer battle it out in the King Of The Ring tournament so The Bailey has a message for every one of you jabronis: good luck with your tournament and if you do come out victorious, just know what a great accomplishment that is, celebrate like you never have before. Most importantly, savor every moment before SummerSlam because by winning King Of The Ring, you will guarantee yourself an ass-whuppin' of a lifetime served by The Bailey at the biggest party of the Summer!" "As for King Of The Ring itself... FINALLY! The Bailey has returned to the great continent of Europe! But The Bailey has a problem; The Bailey needs a challenger for his title. So, any of you jabronis backstage, The Bailey is asking for a challenge and he needs you to just bring it!" After a few seconds of waiting, The Bailey is answered by 'The American Hero', his own brother, Monda. The Bailey stands in the ring, shocked as his brother enters with a microphone. Monda: "I know right now you might be confused, you might even be hurt a little. Last time we faced, I know we promised to never put wrestling before family again but there's just one problem... You have what I want. For five years, we've been apart of this company. For five years, you've been winning world title after world title whilst I was stuck, not even getting intercontinental championship matches. I thought that King Of The Ring was my chance, my time to climb to the top but no, once again I was left hanging but all of that stops right now. Bailey, my brother, as much as I don't want to do this, I'm sick and tired of you looking down on me so at King Of The Ring, it's brother vs brother, Bailey vs Monda." After such a personal response to The Bailey's challenge, his brother, Monda, puts a hand on the champ's shoulder which is instantly responded by The Bailey hitting Monda's arm away before leaving the ring and storming to the back, clearly upset with Monda's decision to face his own brother. BPZ King Of The Ring Tournament Bart Hoogveld vs Bob Sparks The show ends with the last match of King Of The Ring's first round and it's a big match as in his home country of Netherlands, Bart Hoogveld battles the destructive brute that is Bob 'The Bomb' Sparks. Despite the young gun's impressive size, strength and power, Bob is overwhelmed by Bart's incredible technical ability and overall more-developed arsenal. As the big man becomes more tired towards the end of the match, Bart capitalises and locks in the Cardiac Arrest, completely taking all energy out of his opponent, forcing him to tap.
  21. 17 points
    Hans

    BPZ 2K19

    BPZ 2K19: Road to BPZ Mania! ____________________________________________________________________________________________________ ____________________________________________________________________________________________________ BPZ 2K19 is looking like to be a magnificent and exciting game and one of our main feature game mode this year will be the Road to BPZ Mania. Take control of one these 5 BPZ Superstars on their road to BPZ Mania! all 5 have a unique journey on how they reach to the showcase of the immortals. First off you got the Australian Machine, Julius who's wrath of destruction will be feared by everyone as he's looking to take out a certain icon and his path to becoming legendary is in your hands. You got this year's cover star, Bailey as he is looking to fight off mysterious masked figures as his path to BPZ Mania has gone in a different direction. Next, you got Flynn! as he plays mind games as he tries to become the World Heavyweight Champion once again. Arius is one BPZ's fastest rising stars however one of BPZ's mysterious icon, Necce, has his eyes on Arius as both very similar figures looking to go to battle. Finally we got the one and only, Slim! he's looking to stay on top despite several step backs, does he still have what it takes to compete in BPZ? Get ready for these 5 crazy, fascinating, and epic paths to the Road to BPZ Mania! You will have to find out how these stories play out when BPZ 2K19 releases this fall. ____________________________________________________________________________________________________
  22. 17 points
    Necce

    “Villains.”

    {We open on a familiar scene. A scene we haven’t seen in nearly a month. A scene that lets us know we are about to delve into the darkest parts of our psyche. A world that few men choose to dwell in, but one that some have seen as their own sanctuary. This place is the boiler room of BPZ. The camera is pointed towards the wall, darkness consumes everything in the room, except for the light that beams from the camera. Slowly, the camera pans down to see the new BPZ Global Champion sitting on the floor. Necce stares off blankly, seemingly focusing on space as he rings his hands over and over again with his newly won title wrapped around his waits. He speaks in his signature hushed growl.} For many weeks, I have laid dormant. I sat in my domicile, and I watched as the world I helped build crumbled to ash. I watched the men I thought could one day take over BPZ as a unit, slowly turn on each other and blame everyone else for their actions but themselves like children without a guardian. They have blamed me for their downfall, they blame me for not leading them by the hand to the promised land, and they accuse me of leeching off of their popularity. Not understanding that they needed me more than I ever needed them. I gave them the tools they needed to succeed, I taught them what it means to be a champion, I gave them the killer instinct they lacked, and yet they pissed it all away. They say that I failed them, but they’ve never pondered whether or not they were even good enough. I didn’t fail you Marker, I didn’t let you down Ace, and I didn’t lead you astray Ryan, you failed me. You showed me that I should’ve just let you fizzle out like you we’re destined to do anyway, that I should’ve given my wisdom to those who actually deserved it and actually would’ve used it to be something other than a glorified group of curtain jerkers who had credibility on their roster. I gave you titles, I gave you big matches, I gave you my blessing to burn the world to ash, and what do I get in return? A group of jobbers with their hands out, asking why I didn’t give them the air I breathed and the clothes off of my back. I gave you the tag team titles, I gave you the global title, with one explicit goal; defend them, retain them, and what do you do? Crumble at the first obstacle. I’m ashamed of you all, I’m disappointed that I tried to help you and that I wasted my time in trying to make you the biggest thing in pro wrestling, only to fail at every turn. You failed me, you failed each other, you failed yourself, and you deserve it. The blame I am most surprised by however, is the man that I defeated for the belt that I wear now, Jason Ryan. But in a way, I can understand it. The man that you idolize, worship, made to believe that he can walk on water if he wanted to, has seemingly beat you, stripped you of your prize, and left you for your carcass to be picked to the marrow by the vultures. But believe me when I say Jason that I always saw the most potential in you, I always knew that you would be the one who could break out and forge your own legacy. But you were misguided, stuck in a preconceived notion that you must be the most talked about and the most shocking rather than the best, a habit that I tried to break, but you stubbornly adhered to. You see Ryan, in our match, you came up short, but even in defeat, you proved something to me. While you couldn’t keep up with my experience, with short bursts of offense, you had me on the ropes. In a way, you accomplished your mission of making me proud. You showed me that all of the knowledge that I had bequeathed onto you wasn’t all for naught. But you also proved to me that you still require my teaching, my guiding to ascend to another plane of excellence. So that’s what I will offer to you, I will continue to mentor you, but this time it will be different. I tried a different way, I tried to use positive reinforcement, but I see where that has brought the both of us. It appears that I have gone too soft on you Ryan, so now I must use the ways that I am most familiar. I learned discipline through brutal means, and that seems to be what you lack. Ryan, I love you. I love you like a brother, and I love you like a proud teacher watches his ace pupil fulfil his destiny. But you have taken my love for granted, and you have taken my kindness for weakness, so it is time that you learn the true price of my love. And now onto a man that I am very familiar with, a man I once called a teammate, a man I once considered a friend. A man who has quite a twisted and altered delusion of what he represents in my history. This man is of course, the hollow vessel that used to be FDS. The man who at one time was possibly the most dangerous entity in BPZ, is now an empty husk of flesh where a monster once stood. You left BPZ as The King of Chaos, and returned as something even less that just Daniel, you returned as an embarrassment. A sham of what once was a brutal monarch. And yet you still have the nerve to sit there and assume that I am afraid of you. What is there to fear Daniel? A man that I’ve beaten in the most brutal match type this company has ever seen? The match that he brought to BPZ. A man that I carried through a tag team tournament, only to hand him the belts when I saw no need for them? Daniel, I do not fear you, I never have, I simply pity you. I pity what you have become, and I pity what you could’ve been. You were a man with a legacy of failure who finally caught his big break when he let out the true him underneath the mask, only to have it snuffed out. And the fact that I now have to face you again just shows how far you’ve sunk. At one time you were a legitimate world title contender, and now what are you? In a match on a C level show against a man who holds a title that you helped create when the belt isn’t even on the line. You’re a joke Daniel, and your decision to allow me to choose the stipulation of our throwaway match is the biggest punchline. I thought long and hard at what our match should be. What stipulation would sting the most when I beat you once again? Should be a no disqualification match? No, too generic. A deathmatch? No, already beat him in that. I had to dig through the dregs of your forgettable career to find a match that would perfectly encapsulate your failure after the match. A match that would bring you back to the sparkle of decency that I once knew. A stipulation that could possibly give light to the rebirth of the most dangerous man in professional wrestling. Daniel, at St. Valentine's Day Massacre, you and I will face in an FDS’ Rules match. No disqualifications, no count outs, no pinfalls. The only way to win is to either make your opponent tap out or knock them out. One year after I defeated you in a deathmatch, I will do it once again, this time in your own match, and hopefully, it will light the fire inside of you that burned out long ago. There are many things that change with the birth of a new year. Many new opportunities that arise, and many chances to rebuild ourselves from what we were the previous year. But as the years and decades run along, we soon realize that there is one true constant in life. Kingdoms will crumble, Flocks will disperse, and frontiers will be conquered, but the Antichrist will always stand above the rubble. {Necce stands up, but the camera doesn’t move. Instead, the camera focuses on the center plate of the newly designed Global Championship that Necce wears around his waist. The belt flashes from the light of the camera as Necce delivers his final and signature line.} Quote The Raven, Nevermore. {The shot hangs on the Championship for a few seconds before slowly fading away to black.}
  23. 16 points
    Arius

    BPZ Recap

  24. 16 points
  25. 16 points
    Slim

    Mrs. Smith

    We are shown the streets of the United Kingdom, as we are led to believe that this is a segment featuring the United Nations, until the camera cuts to Slim, grinning, in a car as he begins to talk, clearly addressing the recent comments by Smith. I'm not gonna lie Smith... You almost had me fooled. Slim looks like he's contemplating something, nodding as he puts a sly grin at the camera. He then begins to talk again, explaining himself. The way you conducted that interview, the way you carried yourself. I almost thought he was gone... And then, you proved me wrong. Slim begins to talk in a whisper, almost giddy at what he's saying. And you know what Smith? I'm gonna bring it out. Slim laughs as he begins to talk. You see life, it's just a bad joke. A cruel one. We attain success based on the goals we set for ourselves, live by a moralistic code and live by pretenses for love and morality... But they're phony. Smith, me, you, we are self-serving. We do what's best for us, and we were created to do that. We can't change it, but you know what it tells me? It tells me that at the end of the day, no matter what we do, it's always in our best interests even if we lead ourselves to believing it's not. I had three very good friends, we're doing some illegal things. We all get busted, 12 raids our house and we go down. We're talking, we could do 20-25, and they're questioning us. We're 16-17 at the time, and my one buddy, he stays quiet. Soon enough, they get us a public representative. The quiet one speaks to him first, he comes to me, tells me we're gonna nail it on one of the guys. Three of us blame it on the fourth. He goes to jail, we get probation. Slim smirks, as he continues his point. Eventually, loyalty folds Smith. I see the same thing happening with you and Sameer, you two will eventually lose your friendship, over a bad decision you shouldn't have made... Slim looks remorseful for a second before beginning to talk again. As I move forward and forward in life, I am shown we are meant to destroy. Destroy friendships, relationships, people, objects, or my personal favorite... Society itself. Slim grins ear-to-ear as he delivers "society itself": To break down society, you have to break down the pillars first. If you can get to the people everyone looks up to, it causes doubt. Thinking. "If he could get to Smith... could he get to me?" And Smith, I promise you I will break you mentally, however I have to do it. You may win at Survival Games, but if you do, I promise you it will compromise your moralities. When you ignored Mr. Trenton I knew, I knew that the destroyer in you was still there. Those demons, that monster of destruction, he's buried in there. The same man who came out after me and Nate turned on you, the same man that victimized Nebakos. You aren't meant to run around with Sameer, acting like best friends, trying to conquer BPZ together... You're meant to be right here, next to me, destroying society. Slim reveals his true motive to his obsession with Smith, as it's something no one saw coming. Slim isn't trying to destroy Smith... He wants him to join him. This, happy to be here, play it by the rules Smith is boring. I know what you're capable of, it's just gonna take one small fracture caused by a bad day. Everyone says we are moral, righteous good citizens of a society, but what we really are, is selfish, savage, creatures. We pretend to be good citizens, but all it takes is one bad day to bring out your true... colors. Slim begins to open the car down as he finishes off his statement. You know Smith, psychology would have us believe that the things we express appreciation and careness for, are the things we care about most. I disagree. Deep down, I think we all know what we don't talk about is what we care about most... Because we don't want people to know what we care about most, because we believe in our hearts, we know what we truly are. So, Smith, to break your mental, I've been... thinking. What do you care about most? In all of your messages, promos, whatever you want to call them. I've heard just about everything except one thing... family. Slim laughs to himself, cracking up as he steps out of the car, with it following him up some steps. The mailbox reads: "SMITH", as a front camera of Slim is shown, with him facing the door with a wide-grin on his face, before he knocks on the door, as he echoes two final words... "Mrs. Smith?"
  26. 16 points
    Sameer

    Stupid Emo Brute

    After a couple of days since the King Of The Ring PPV, Where we saw Julius beat Hans, Sameer defeat The Bailey setting up Sameer vs Julius for the main event of SummerSlam. We also saw Deadman's hand win a tag team match to have the right to face the Big Ballers at Emergence and The Return of Eli Smith. Sameer appears on the titantron backstage with his world championship on his shoulder. Ladies and Gentlemen, I will not be showing up to the ring tonight as you people don't deserve to see me in person with your own eyes and you also don't deserve to see this world championship here either. A couple of days ago at King Of The Ring, I prevailed as BPZ World Champion defeating The Bailey proving to the whole world that I am clearly the better man in the ring and also out the ring at least that's what his ex said. But I am not here to brag about my win against The Bailey like seriously it wasn't really that big I knew I was gonna kick his candy ass. At King Of The Ring, Deadman's Hand won a tag team number one contenders match that grants them a title shot for the tag team championships at BPZ Powertrip: Emergence on August 8th which is in a couple of days. You know I was really looking forward to this match because I get my revenge on that dirty cheat shithead Geroge AK who has manipulated you all into thinking he's some sort of hero. Oh and also there is that stupid emo brute Blade. Who decided to come out here two days ago and said some of the stupidest shit I have heard. One being that Deadman's hand is going to beat the Big Ballers and two all that idiotic talk about management. Clearly, you didn't do your research on me correctly Blade, which is pretty disappointing because you probably sit in a basement digging up anything you could find on me. Firstly I want to say though congratulations you finally won a match after months only to get your ass beat again whatever a win is like a blue moon for you. I also like how you try to manipulate people first off please next time mention how after losing to FD, I won that shit back 2 weeks later you know why? because he was the one that got exposed for being a complete CHUMP. I'd also like to mention how I beat your ass for about 3 months after I won the premium title back. So please don't discredit my accolades when my worse one is better than your best one. If you heard anything Brenden has said since we started to team up, you would have known that he said HIMSELF that and quote: "Underused by management" You see Blade this is why I am where I am at in my career, I am THE BrendenPlayz World Heavyweight Champion and Tag Team Champion, While you are a Stupid Emo Brute that has to fight to get on the card. Ever since The Authority ended, I have fought for everything I have won and I sure as hell don't need to hear some chump that hasn't a single taste of what success is like in months. As for Geroge don't you worry little boy because, at Emergence, I'll prove to everyone what they already know which is that your win against me was a complete fluke, That's all, for now, you are welcome BrendenPlayz fans watching from home or here at the arena tonight I have shown my presence tonight which is honestly more that you deserve. The titantron goes dark as the segment ends and Carnage goes to commercial break.
  27. 16 points
    Bart

    Dissapointment

    We are live on Carnage the day after Mayhem. The PPV saw no appearance from "The Villain", which marked the first time in a long time that the Undisputed Champion didn't appear at a PPV. Today however, it seems like he has something on his mind that makes appearing in front of the cameras worthy of his time. “One True Villain” plays in the arena as he walks out to the ring and taunts the crowd, who respond with the loudest of boos. Bart picks up a chair from ringside, and sits down in the middle of the ring as he begins to speak. Last night made me realise that you should never have high hopes in this place. I sat in my living room, watching that embarrassment of a ppv that they call Mayhem. I watched the mediocre wrestling and was glad that a disastrous show like this wouldn’t be part of my resumé. But then, there was Flynn. I want you to understand something. This match, I was looking forward to it. All of it. Not just the idea of once again winning a match, but also the thought of getting to battle with the one that I am constantly told is the best to ever do it. The greatest promo in the history of the BPZ, they said. I was so excited, finally I would go up against someone who would bring something new to the mix. Someone who would truly challenge me by going further than the basic non-sense that I have been forced to listen to for over a year by now. But no, the “greatest” was just as bad as all of the others. The same paper champion line that I have proven to be false for countless time was all that the “King of BPZ” could come up with in his attempt to drag me down. I don’t blame you Flynn, it’s great from you to realise that you have no chance of winning this. Out of respect to the company you come out here and ramble the basic lines that make it seem like you care, but I can look through it. You know you made a mistake. Your ambition got the best of you again. Now you are here with a big match coming up that you wish you wouldn’t have to take part in. Flynn, I just want you to know that there is nothing wrong with losing to me, everyone will have to deal with it sooner or later. You have experienced it before, you turned out fine. The people will still think you are the best, they will still love you. I guess there is nothing more for me to than once again proof that my opponent’s idiotic claims are not true. In an unique event, I overestimated the talent of my opponent. I am sorry Flynn, I shouldn’t have held you to a higher standard. You are just everyone else, I shouldn’t have expected anything else.
  28. 16 points
    Julius

    Vendetta

    "I don't need to speak in metaphors Johnny boy to get a point across, so I'm going to give it to you straight" {A camera is turned on in the locker room, where Julius is seen shining his Intercontinental Championship before Smiling at the camera and draping the band of gold across his shoulder} "304 days is it, 304 days since you were publicly humiliated by the next big thing. I compliment you for realising your failures 304 days ago but what I do see from you Jonathan is a new found sense of confidence. Delusional Confidence. See I have been following your return closely. Victories left, right and center and rightly so it has instilled some belief into you, a sense that you can still compete with the very best still compete at the very top. Although the thing is Jonathan it's not like you have come up against any real competition recently. You rode the coattails of Bart in your return match, you employed the services of a beautiful blonde to help you take out the SSW Club, a club I took out all on my own and now a few less than convincing wins against less than convincing opponents. But yet Jonathan you have that confidence. Inducted into the Hall of Fame, immortalised in this company you have developed a false sense of belief, and just like Mr Clayton so devastatingly found out belief is a dangerous dangerous weapon" {Julius sits up in his seat and crouches forward, his eyes piercing the camera lens as he continues to speak} "But you are right though Jonathan, in two weeks time at Mayhem we are going to go to war. There will be blood and there will be pain something I'm not so sure you are ready for anymore. "Piece by piece, brick by brick, limb by limb" I have heard it all before. The thing that I find common with most of my opponents is that they have this plan, this action that seems unstoppable in theory but they just can't put it into action. These are false promises Jonathan and you know it" "This Vendetta, this personal quest to fix an error you made almost a year ago, it's cute but it's weak. What I did to you in the final of the King of the ring tournament, was only the beginning. I have evolved, I have become a more complete a more dangerous wrestler than ever before while you have been declining, disintegrating hoping that you can ride the wave of the new generation in order to keep yourself afloat. You have other things on your mind, you have a tag-team championship opportunity against Brenden and Sameer and this war is not something you need. You have a partner who is dependent on you to be at 100%, but after I'm done with you "The Ace" will be nothing more. Think about your choices Jon, your days are numbered your entering the final stages of your career. You have a perfect end waiting for you as apart of the Royal Flush, dominating the Tag-Division and cementing your status as nothing more than a supporting act. Do you want to have it end in heartache or do you want it to end in success. Don't let this Vendetta cloud your judgement because if it does I'm sorry Jonathan but I'm going to kill you. The question isn't who is going to let me rather it's who is going to stop me, and that answer isn't you"
  29. 16 points
    Jonathan

    "Broken Dreams"

    The arena lights fall without warning, causing some exclamation from the fans. The very nature of many BPZ Superstars means that this could quite possibly be anybody, all seem adept at appearing from the shadows. Small beams of light begin to form from the rafters, as fans seek to find out what exactly is occurring. More of these candle esque lights appear around the squared circle, a foreboding image as the ring becomes more unveiled, centimeter by centimeter until the center of the ring is dimly illuminated. A single spotlight shines down from the web of lights in the ceiling, directed at the middle of the ring where a hooded man is seated on a stool, guitar in hand, to the confusion of the sell-out audience of tonight’s send-off show for BPZ’s Backlash. The anonymous man begins tuning the guitar in the middle of the ring as the fans begin to become impatient to the peculiar situation they find themselves in. The man appears to finally finish tuning his instrument and begins strumming a C-cord, two beats per measure before abruptly stopping, dropping the guitar to the mat. He produces a microphone from his pocket and pulls it in tight, inches from his lips. “What's that metronome I hear? Perhaps the end is drawing near...You never hear the shot that takes you down.” The slow pace of the voice lulls the BPZ arena as the man places the microphone in his lap, before snatching the hood from his head, revealing the ever infamous Jonathan Kerse, who’s met with a chorus of boos for his performance. With a twisted smile painted on his lips, he stands, kicking the stool back as he cackles at the exasperated crowd. He steps over the guitar and approaches the ropes as the crowd continues to boo him relentlessly, though it doesn’t appear to faze “The Ace”. It's not until the chants rise in their volume that Jonathan brings the mic to his mouth, slicing through the noise with vitriol coating every word. “SSW Club has been tasked with testing the fortitude of a newfound tag team. It’s simply a matter of confirming the inevitable, a formality which all must undergo at some point. I’ve grown to accept this fact. It’s simply a thumbtack sized hurdle, it should bear no burden for me. Royal Flush should soldier through this match with no problem as expected. I’ve finally realized that it’ll never end.” Every person from the Carnage Arena to the Staples Center can detect the malice embedded in the final sentence that Jonathan speaks. Jonathan, however, continues smiling as though his lips have been drawn on to his face. This enmity causes a hush to sweep over the those in attendance as an increasingly red Jonathan looks out, one can almost see the smoke billowing from his ears. “The constant requirements, the constant benchmarks that I’m expected to pass through. The tasks that I have to endure to get what I want. This cycle has been perpetrated on my career, I’m SICK of it. You want me to prove myself to you all? You want me to dismantle starling careers in order to allow you to hedge your bets? Do I have to share MY RING with people who aren’t fit enough to drink my bath water? Is this what’s required of one of the best to step into this arena on a weekly basis? I don’t believe that you quite understand what you’re asking for here.” “You aren’t asking me to wrestle with Sheridan by myself, all these little hitches in the road no longer deserve the respect of a wrestling match. You want me to prove myself to you? How about I put Bulldozer and Meko on this very mat and only pin them after they stop breathing? Would that be sufficient? Should I put their careers on a shelf for an indefinite amount of time? Should I hit to injure, rather than hit to hurt? Should I instruct Sheridan to do the same so that when you see SSW beg for us to put an end to the match already, you understand that I’m fulfilling your wishes?” Boos once again rise from the BPZ Universe, the sickly smile on Jonathan’s tilts another couple of degrees. This is a rendition of Jonathan never seen before, not a dauntless upstart seeking to make a name for himself, a calculated intellectual seeking to burn everything to the ground, least of all a hero. You can see hinge after hinge break away from his consciousness as he continues to speak. He looks into the camera, invoking the name of the supposedly pestilent team he and Sheridan are set to face in a days time. “SSW Club, you’ve done nothing to deserve this fate. You simply have the forlorn luck to face somebody who’d want nothing more than to never have to prove himself again. Your dreams of grandeur will die at the feet of Royal Flush, stepped on and disregarded by those who make nightmares reality for the fun of it. So when you have had the fight sapped from you, don’t look towards me to be merciful, look towards all the thousands who insisted that I or anybody associated with me should ever have to prove themselves again. Ask them to make it stop, and maybe if they want to end your suffering, I’ll only prolong it for a little bit more.” The volume of the jeers multiplies tenfold as Jonathan allows the microphone to spike against to the floor. He retrieved the guitar he let drop before and begins to strum it once again before singing in a hushed voice once again. “Now, at last, the end has come, you are all alone. Out of time, so say goodbye. What was yours, now is mine." "I dream broken dreams, I make them come true”
  30. 15 points
    Smith

    No One Man (Season 1: Calm & Storm)

    No One Man - Chapter Three: Takeover ☠ El Hijo Favorito del Diablo ☠ A few days have passed since I made the fateful decision, since I decided to go behind La Muerte's back and put a hit out on Don Dada without his permission. In this situation, I understand that most people would have crippling worries about Muerte possibly finding out, about Don Dada finding out, about Zombie betraying my trust, but at this point, after all the disruptions Dada has caused just because he can, I'm just excited, fired up to finally see the overlord of the underworld dethroned and put to an end. However, I'm no fool. I realize the risks involved and I know that it's all on me, no one else is responsible for what's to come. Furthermore, with La Muerte not knowing, I'm expected to get on with business as usual so currently, I'm on my way to sell two whole kilos of our latest shipment of flake and of course, with me is Big Ben. As we roll up to the spot, we wait in the back of the four-by-four Rover, looking out the window, waiting for them to turn up. Eventually, a beemer pulls up down the alleyway so I nod to Big Ben who gets out and takes the supplies from the boot whilst the chauffeur opens my door and gives me a hand out of the blacked-out SUV. Suddenly, as we are heading to our clients, a gold tiara comes flying out nowhere and hits one of the other guys. Upon contact, the tiara drops the man and seemingly even kills him so instantly, I and Ben are on our toes whilst our clients immediately make a run for it but as they drive out of the alleyway, a massive boulder drops onto the car, crushing the men inside it. Then, the boulder begins to change shape until it has fully morphed into a teenage schoolgirl who jumps off the car and picks up the tiara. “For fuck's sake. Not another one of these vigilante weirdos,” I mutter as both I and Ben look at each other, clearly fed-up with all the nonsense that has been going on recently, from Don Dada's abuse of power to these superhumans running around trying to fight crime. “I am The Moon Guardian, Sailor Meko! El Hijo Favorito del Diablo, I have heard of your wrongdoings and am here to put an end to it! Surrender now or I will have to turn you in dead!” exclaims the superhuman teenage girl stood in front of us as she rotates through a series of power poses. After I and Ben look on, uninterested, she nods as she realizes we have no intent on handing ourselves in. Quickly, she then throws the golden tiara at me but suddenly, an aluminum hand grabs the tiara and crushes it. As I look to my left, I see Ben giving me a slight grin as I then turn further and see his other hand touching the Range Rover. Then, I smile back at Ben before turning my attention back to Sailor Meko. Just by looking at her, I can sense the fear as I then raise my arm but nothing happens until I abruptly clench my fist which spawns two pairs of arms that break through the floor and grab ahold of Meko's legs, trapping her where she stands. At first, she's completely perplexed but that soon turns to horror as she realizes the arms capturing her are arms of undead beings. With her stuck, I nonchalantly stroll over to her, with each step striking more and more dread into her as she screams helplessly. Once I'm within arms reach, I raise my arm once more but this time, I grasp her neck whilst looking straight into her soul. With one hand clenched around her throat, I begin to motion signs by pointing with the middle finger and index finger of my other hand whilst eloquently articulating my prayer. “Lucifer, Satanás, Diablo, a ti te hago este sacrificio, a ti te doy gracias por mis bendiciones, por siempre más,” I announce as the hero in my hand is drained of her life. She shrivels up, her hair fades to gray and her skin rots until I can feel that all of her life has been taken. At which point I release my grip and let what's left of her fall to the ground. With our clients dead, we simply just left the scene with the only profit coming from this being my powers being further advanced after another sacrifice to my true master, not La Muerto, but El Diablo himself. As I return to the base of Ángeles del Infierno, I am told that La Muerto wants to see me. Immediately, I'm concerned that he has found out about the hit I put out on Don Dada and as I walk into his office, that concern only grows stronger as the look on his face screams frustration. As offered by him, I take a seat as he then begins to address the situation. “El Hijo, we have a serious problem,” Muerte states as in my head, I'm running through what I'm going to say or do when he confronts me on hiri- “The director of the CIA, Bailey Justin, has introduced a new taskforce. He has grouped together the most talented superhuman vigilantes that would agree to his offer in order to put a stop to the chaotic underworld that has riddled Atlanta with criminal activity. They're calling it Task Force X but on the streets, they've already been donned as the Kingslayers,” he explains to me as my original concern is now replaced with a new one. “¡Chingada madre!” I yell before settling myself and enquiring about this new taskforce. “Do we at least know which vigilantes they have enrolled?” “Yes. So far there are five members. Firstly, there's Brock Morris who goes by the nickname Chance. He's the intelligence of the team as he has the ability to see the possible outcomes of an event before it even happens, allowing him to always choose the best route.” “Secondly, there's Deadeye. His real identity isn't of public knowledge but with all the tools he carries around with him, there's no doubt that he's someone of fortune. Despite him not actually having any superpowers, he's incredibly well-trained in martial arts, acrobatics, and archery which makes him one of the most lethal combat fighters I've ever known.” “Next, we have the silent, undetectable, stealthiest in the game, Gunner Nigel, who goes by the name Phantom. This man can literally walk through solid matter and has carbon metamaterial skin that bends light, making him seemingly invisible, and also makes his skin impenetrable, bulletproof, seemingly invincible.” “The fourth, Alex Costa, an immigrant to the United States from Portugal who actually was a very successful cop but gave up on the corporate ways, taking matters into his own hands and utilizing his ability to manipulate magnetic fields. With that, it's rare that you'll ever engage in hand-to-hand combat with this man as he prefers to keep his distance and use his powers to attack you with metal projectiles.” “Lastly but certainly not least, we have Gary Green. A man with an ability that if put in the wrong hands could enslave the entire human race. However, his morals and code as a former policeman refrain him from doing such. What's his power? Green can control one's mind, forcing you to think whatever he wants without you even realizing it but luckily for us, he isn't the smartest of men so won't be able to fully exploit his blessing.” “And that's all of them?” I ask, completely blown away by the power that this taskforce withholds but on the outside, I retain that unphased cold glare. As La Muerte nods his head in response, I climb out of my seat and tell him “I'll start looking at how to handle this, I won't let us fall, I promise.” However, before I can leave, he stops me. “El Hijo, we're not done. I called you here for two reasons. With the first being covered, we can move to the next but honestly, I don't know which is worse. I don't know why you thought you could go behind my back, I'm not sure if you thought I wouldn't find out but I've been made aware of the meeting you had with the independent assassin, Zombie,” Muerte reveals as I'm left speechless. I try to start explaining myself but he raises his finger, ordering me to remain silent as he continues to lecture me. “Not only have you gone against my orders but you have betrayed all of Ángeles del Infierno by employing an out-of-house hitman. You know we keep everything within the cartel, you know it's important to follow my orders or everything could fall apart. Truthfully, I don't think you understand what you've done. If Don Dada hears about this, we're done, finito, all of us dead. With that being said, I know we've been close friends for way over ten years now, you're like a brother to me but so is the rest of the men out there. Therefore, as much as it pains me, El Hijo, you are exiled but because you are family, you will not be terminated.” With both rage and heartache pouring out of La Muerte, the man that I considered a brother points towards the door, instructing me to leave. Thankfully, he has spared me death, which is usually cast upon anyone that is exiled from the cartel, but on the other hand, this man has just banished me, put me out on the streets to rot, something I don't take too kindly. With his finger still pointing to the exit, Muerto tells me to leave once again before this becomes a serious problem but I refuse. “I built Ángeles del Infierno! I'm the reason why we have any power at all! I'm the reason why you're respected so much! And this, this is how you want to repay me! You are no family of mine!” I scream at La Muerte as I jump to my feet, reach across his desk and grab his throat, clenching it so hard that I penetrate his skin and he starts to bleed. With so much emotion running through my head, I barely even comprehend the man I once called a brother begging for his life in my grasp but once I do, once I stare him in the eyes and realize what I'm doing, I shout the prayers to Diablo! Just like Sailor Meko earlier, the life in La Muerte is slowly drained as I sacrifice him to my true boss, my true leader, the devil himself. Once I can feel the death of Muerte, physically, mentally and emotionally, I feel absolutely empowered. With the lifeless body of the man I followed for so long, the man I looked up to, the man I called a brother, in my arms, I begin to laugh maniacally as I come to the realization that I have relinquished the only thing that was holding my back. Now that I have broken out of these chains, it is time for El Hijo Favorito del Diablo to lead Ángeles del Infierno to the top with the power of El Diablo behind us.
  31. 15 points
    Sameer

    'Statement'

    We return to the Carnage LIVE go-home show for The BrendenPlayz Survival Games Pay Per View. Before the commercial break, we saw BiC come out and address being the referee for The BPZ North American Championship, Yelich vs Mikey. After the commercial break, we return and former BrendenPlayz World Heavyweight Champion, Sameer appears on the titantron in his living room, Sameer clearly still recovering from the attack he received from bulletproof a week ago. Sameer would begin to smile at the camera for a few seconds before then beginning to speak. You see, last week I brought everyone to my house in Vancouver, Canada. Now I am here at my house in San Francisco, California. I wanted to show everyone that hard work really does pay off. I wanted to show everyone where it all started and where I am now. I didn't have a lot growing up, for most of my childhood, my parents were living off paycheck to paycheck and I had no clue until I got older and they have been with me since day 1, they have supported me through the lows of my career and the highs. The final week of Survival Games is just a couple of days away and this final week I face Hans. You see Hans, I don't need to prove myself. Do you know how I got that Money In The Bank Briefcase in the first place? I went to hell with 7 other competitors in a ladder match and in the end, I showed that I wanted it more than everyone else in the match. Then at Judgement Day, I cashed in MY Money In The Bank Briefcase and defeated 5 other people in that match. Then I went on to defeat who many call the GOAT of BPZ and then went on to retain against the most dominant man in this company Julius in the main event of SummerSlam. So yes, I did cash in my money in the bank, but I showed that I am a TOP STAR in this company when I defeated those men. Hans, maybe I am not on the level of Smith. But I am damn sure that you are nowhere on the level of me. For years I have put in the work to be a top star in this company and it finally happened this year. One year ago I wasn't even being used on TV, one year ago I was told that I wasn't anywhere close to being at the head of the company and what did I do a few months later? I made it to the top of the company. I have solidified myself as a Hall Of Famer. I have been proving people wrong since I stepped foot in this company at Survival Games, it'll remain nothing new but when I defeat you this weekend Hans. It'll be a statement, a statement that Bulletproof fu*ked with the wrong people. I have been here day in and day out for the last 5 years in the performance center and I have shown my worth but you Hans, You still have a lot to prove kid and testing me won't benefit you in any type of way. I think you may be going a little crazy ever since you lost to Mikey. These loses look to be taking a toll on you, Hans. Maybe you should ask your buddy Bashka for some advice, he should know a thing or two about getting over loses since he takes them almost every month. This weekend we shall tear the roof down and put on a classic for the crowd in Charlotte, North Carolina and everyone watching but you'll see why I am a former World Heavyweight Champion and why I was the top dog of the industry for 3 months. Suddenly there is a knock on Sameer's front door, Sameer gets up to answer the door as the camera turns to the front door and goes to open the door to see who it is. (A reply is planned, don't be a cuck)
  32. 15 points
    Arius

    Motif

    Playing: Mozart - Ave Verum Corpus, K. 618 (Motet in D) The scene begins as the sound of nature and tranquillity is felt in the air, against a blaring flare of the sun against the lens of the camera. We see some close ups of a summer home, the date 1977 on the side of the house which is now visible is the date an extension was added to the old part of the house by the previous owners. Old materials were used and it looks like it was always there. Despite the rather strange summer weather the flower beds are looking very full. The scene cuts to a a slow flowing river riding over some stones and crashing down. A small school of fish are seen rushing through the water as the camera moves past to their destination. Suddenly a hand emerges in view of the camera, wearing a distinctly remembered white glove as he kneels down next to the water slowly as to not cause a fright. Holding bread in his hand he begins to break pieces off and toss them into the water. Fish instantly begin to strike the water engulfing the pieces of bread as the man dusts off the crumbs from his hands, admiring the sight. Welcome, welcome. I feel could hear you coming from quite some length away. Swatted branches, crushed bark, you like to make an entrance don't you? Arius smirks as he rises to his feet It's only been a short time since I've last connected with you, my audience, but it's felt like a lifetime of disengagement. We've got a lot of lost time to make up for Arius pats the shoulder of the cameraman as he walks forward toward the home stood in the near distance, the scene fades to a different point in time as Arius talks casually to the camera as he partially digs into the soil in the ground of his garden bed ..You know quite a long time ago that river used to be a much mightier sight. I've found as I've been tending to the garden a lot recently that a lot of the soil is situated on what must have been an old river bed. There is no shortage of river cobbles that seem to come up where ever you dig, you can even find yourself kicking along them as you're walking across the lawn if you're careful. Arius drops the small spade as he turns, taking a seat on the grass and retrieving one he had collected earlier from his pocket, perfectly rounded as he holds it up Luckily for me these have been used to good effect to make hard landscaping around the garden as you can see. Even personal security if some people get a little too close. Arius pretends to throw the stone as the scene flashes forward again. Arius has moved from next to the garden to a previous shot of him showing the camera around the house for the montage It also fits right in with the courtyard at the front of the house which is also cobbled. Arius pulls at a little moss that has started to appear Overtime the moss between the cobbles starts to take over and it puts up a fight. Every few years it’s down on your hands and knees to remove the moss; a job that can take hours! Tedious but necessary...All to deal with this natural infection , if you'd like to imagine it with a little more dire action. Arius speaks in a more theatrical voice for a moment These infections can't lay dormant and undealt with for soon it will rise, crack the surface and destroy the very foundation and structure you've worked so hard to create and preserve. Dropping the voice Arius gives a hearty laugh that goes quiet not long after it started it, his throat cleared as he thinks about how he is using the air time so far, coming to a realisation It's easy to get lost in what one is proud of. I've gone and given you an evening lifestyle show now rather than what you're all truly here for. Answers. Losing one of the most important matches of my career so far, my absence. Arius brushes his gloves against each other in two quick strikes as he stands up from his knelt position, facing his attention out towards the trees I wish it was that simple, having an answer. For so long I unsuccessfully tried to figure out why exactly, what was creating this feeling of tiring monotony? For the first time in a long time, one day felt the same as the last, even as i prepared myself for that Bad Blood contest...And it was losing everything, being forced to return empty handed that i was finally able to reflect, that I opened my eyes. And so i returned to somewhere i knew i could be of use. My use wasn't needed in the ring, nor on Carnage. Yelich had earned his time in the spotlight and for the good of my future i needed to listen to myself. Arius is walking as the camera follows him, the former champion feeling more comfortable keeping busy as the conversation persists, grabbing a pair of garden clippers on the way back to the garden bed It was a professional sacrifice to step away. I'm not sure if management will see me as less reliable for the decision. We all have made sacrifices. Every man and woman in this business has given up something for this. To make this a career...Money. I know that to some in this industry they want this to be a pure affair and that's admirable. I flatter myself in that same category..but if we were to look over the truth we'd be making a liar out of us all to deny it. Without money you don't get that house you find comfort in, you don't get that car you drive from location to location, you don't get to enjoy Arius carefully moves aside some selected red petunias as he snips potential weeds growing around them The simple luxuries in your time of healing. The truth is everyone wants the most of what they can make of in life. Without a clear set goal in mind you become stagnant, bored, and ultimately uninterested in what you've committed your body and mind towards for years now. Thus leading you to lose your place in the minds of our audience. An avoidable fate. Some carefully placed footage of Arius in the ring during his career is placed over the top of him talking as he reflects on his career in the ring. He can be seen snipping one red petunia for himself So why? Why are we here? Why do i persiist to bring myself to this canvas stage. I have other avenues to explore, to indulge, no? Arius nods I've come to find we're all in this industry because deep down, underneath our differences and conflicting ambitions we all share a small sample of the same insanity. We're here doing what we do because no one else is bold enough to do so. We're an art form above anything familiar. Arius moves on to his bed of Forget-Me-Nots as he continues, tending to their minor needs Under the gracious lights of Brendenplayz Wrestling we...we live for the moment and thrive in intense situations. For most we look to ourselves, a fire in our eyes believing there is no end in sight on what we can achieve and in turn refuse to take no for an answer. Against adversary, against weighing odds. Some of the most inspiring men in this company are the ones who keep fighting despite mixed success. There passion unmatched. Arius accidentally snips the head of one of the Forget-Me-Nots after being distracted by the focus of the conversation, a slight frown across his face as he leans down to retrieve the fallen flower But...the grim truth, that not all of us are built to weather the storm of war. Some people will crumble under the pressure when push comes to shove, they lose control of their senses, their decision making sputters out and everything comes undone. We look back on their..Arius pauses our own failures and battle with the question of is there a fine line between dropping the ball Arius places the cut flower next to the other inside his front pocket and fighting tooth & nail to the best of your abilities. If only there was an easier way perhaps? I imagine if it existed many of us would be fighting at that door way this very second...But maybe it’s better this way? Because it reveals the true colours of who we are, of what we're made of. No one should be afraid of showing to the world who they truly are but there are those who live in fear of scrutinization, fear of their reputation turning bleak. It's truly amazing to think about endless contributing factors complete a person’s composition. Everybody has something they conceal and when those secrets are unveiled to the eyes of the world, that's when the bodies are unearthed. Arius dusts the dirt off his pants legs as he rises from his knelt position beside the garden In the end..overall it’s the way we handle adversity that separates the talent from the mimics. You can either run for the hills or stand tall, firm and rise up from the ashes of battle and stare your demons dead in the eye. No matter how long it takes..the very action means a lot to yourself long term. Arius moves alongside the rest of his garden, just taking in the scenery as he moves towards his small makeshift shed I have lived the past few weeks a shell of my former self, in a haze with no real ambition to do anything other than exist amongst this self created serenity, but now? I finally have the stage I've needed and a goal intended. To finally break out of this momentary shell and be the showman..no, the wrestler I know I am. Inside of his shed, he places his clippers off a nail on the wall and throws off his gloves to the bench in front of him to reveal a few cuts from working on his yard. He looks over them as he continues They say idle hands are the devil's playthings....a breathy laugh Adversity is such a damned concept. Often you’re put in such a precarious position where you’re forced to fight or flight, there is no in between and the choices that you make are vital. So i'm left standing in the middle road wondering what's next for The Revenant? Stepping outside of the shed again, Arius paces over to his flowers leaning down into the flower bed as he picks up a yellow dahlia, taking all three collected flowers as leans in to smell and appreciate them, lingering in a few seconds of silence before end on his final words. The only way is forward.
  33. 15 points
    Isaiah Carter

    Step up, Get Stepped On

    "Well well well hasn't this become quite a party" The crowds attention is turned to a spotlight in the crowd as coming through the crowd is the other member of First Class Express comes through the crowd, hoping over the barricade and entering the ring as the crowd cheers. He stands next to Blade, smirking at his upcoming opponent. "If you excuse me Blade I got more important matters to worry about" The crowd oo's, before BiC walks up to the ropes, leaning on them. Lifting the microphone up to his lips. "Slim. Its been a long, long time my good friend since me and you have squared off inside this ring and BOY am I glad its going to be happening. Because there is nothing in this world I would rather do then go back to kicking your teeth in and ruining every scheming, slimy, bullshit plan you have to win titles" "You came out here, and you said that you are defending your titles because you WANT to. Is that really it Slim? Did you really want to spend your time on the lower half of the card defending against, as you called it, a Snake and a Rookie. No no no, I see right through you Slim. You came out here for one reason and thats because you know you're losing it. You're losing every bit of sense of fear you put into the roster you once had back in 2017 and you are so desperately trying to claw your way back to the top and where did it bring you other...then...Me" BiC smiles and takes in the crowd response, adjusting his First Class Express T Shirt before once again turning towards the stage and locking eyes with Slim. "And Slim I know you have not been around recently but that "Rookie" you are standing next to is the extraordinary Hans Freaking Clayton and he defeated this Arius you speak so highly of. Arius is the most hyped up rookie currently in BPZ and that man right there ripped his title from him and he has held it ever since and Slim I know you are not good at this but maybe next time before you come out here and try to run your trap you should study a little more. Do you have the capability to defeat us Slim? Yes, you said it perfectly your self when me and you get in this ring together you usaully come out on top but let me inform you on something. This is not 2017, this is not the same Slim that held the title for 310 days....310 days...what a MONSTER reign that is, I mean someone really good must of come along and ended that right? Right Slim?" Slim stands on stage, looking annoyed as the crowd looks on hanging on every one of BiCs words, Slim goes to leave before BiC stops him. "Don't go anywhere Slim because we are going to think back to old times, yeah you may have defeated me before. But when the time was right, when it was time for the biggest match of the century. Who came out on top? That is right, the SNAKE you talk about. Slim...Whether this is some sort of revenge plot, a way to stay relevant, or to just try and turn on Blade and start another faction like you do every few weeks. It will end the same way it did in 2017, It will end the same way it did in the Power Trip Cup when I faced Blade myself. With me on top, raising the title high, this time....with a so called Dumb Rookie by my side...I'll see you at Summerslam...Syndicate. BiC drops the microphone, giving a slight salute to Blade before exiting the ring. Walking up the ramp and walking right past Slim, not even looking at him as he enters the curtain and leaves. The segment coming to an end with an amazing match made for Summerslam.
  34. 15 points
    The audience are showing their appreciation for the match they just witnessed as Brad moves from the personal who attempted to help him, on his own now limping up to the stage, Brad turns back to the fans as he sees the respect they are giving him, but all that goes silent as the lights go out, leaving the arena to dark... The crowd roar into a chatter with some screams mixed in as the darkness and confusion spread throughout. Flashing of cameras and phones light up portions of the audience before soon after the arena lights return on for the live crowd to take witness.. A group of masked Ghouls stand in a sequence standing on the stage down the ramp from him. Brad darts his eyes between the three expressionless figures in front of him as he takes a step back but he doesn't waste time assessing the situation instead throwing a punch at the closest threat in front of him. With exasperation Brad throws haymaker after haymaker towards the masked men, the chaos moving on to the stage. Brad continues to send the Ghouls back but painstakingly they keep creeping forward towards him to the best of their efforts. Brad continues stomping them one after the other on the ground after they fall in the process, using the deteriorating energy he has left to take out his frustrations on these masked "inconveniences". Berating them in the process. They stumble, they fall but after a short while both him and the audience take notice that they are not fighting back. They're just accepting the pain, barely holding themselves in front of him. Just as Brad goes for a final kick to the head the lights once again go out but only for a brief flash of darkness... The crowd erupt once again as a confused Brad looks around him in a flurry. Turning behind only to come face to face once again with Arius who is tightly holding his BPZ North American Championship in hand by the strap. The man Brad had been provoking sparingly since Powertrip Cup as returned to the arena after making a successful defence earlier in the night. Brad exhausted from the intense massacre he just took part in with KENJI holds his hands outward towards the looming champion, the BPZ cameras picking up words of half-hearted bargaining in trying to bide himself some time "Hey maaaan, you know it was just...." before the end of the sentence Brad goes for a quick shot to Arius to catch him off guard, striking him in the jaw as the championship drops from his hands, followed by a second, a low kick to the thigh and a...but the momentum is cut off as strike is caught mid motion, shocking Brad whose eyes widen. Slowly shaking his head Arius looks determined in wanting to make up for lost time, losing himself in the moment away from the atmosphere and commotion of the crowd, he quickly pulls Brad forward kneeing him in the gut in retaliation. Winding him in effort to kill any semblance of reprisal. Gazing at the championship laying in the ground next to him he picks it up, Arius is looking to make good use of the BPZ North American Championship here as he puts his weight behind hitting it over Brad's head knocking him to the stage floor as he rolls closer to the edge! The Ghouls behind him, themselves battered, take witness with the audience as Arius passes off the championship to a Ghoul near by. The commentary team argue between themselves about the necessity of this moment as one argues about Brad getting what he deserved for his prior actions while the others comment about the brutality he had already been through that night. Words fall on deaf ears though as Arius takes notice of that cut made prior across the forehead of Brad, the blood leaving an imprint on the North American Championship as caught by the camera. With razor sharp focusing, zoning in on that cut and aiming his strikes directly at it he lands a few shots in succession! The crowd are in disbelief at what's happening after the night they have experienced. Brads’s blood in turn starting to paint the white gloves of Arius as Brad kneels looking upwards at the feet of Arius, groggy but conscious. A commotion takes place surrounding the lower levels of the arena as BPZ officials stand yelling, warding off Arius and Brad from the ledge of the elevated stage constructed for Emergence. The attempted efforts of referees flowing from the gorilla position thwarted as they fear to attempt to get past the masked entourage followed closely by The Revenant. Regardless, Arius takes no distractions as he kneels down to the same level of Brad, keeping his fingers under his chin, staring daggers through the man who looked to make idle threats to him in the months past. A feud born over respect. A deep breath is taken by Arius as he ponders the coming moments. He leads Brad to his feet, the edges of his fingertips seated as the two once again come face to face. Brad shakes his head in defiance, pushing back at the North American Champion knocking him off his balance for a moment, throwing a forearm at his chest. "Come on you mother..." before he could finish his words he is stopped mid-sentence by the patent spinning kick to the jaw bringing his body to a limp. The crowd gasp as Brad leans backwards towards the stadium floor below but Arius catches him by the throat as he pulls him back in. Some relief can be heard from below as the champion leans in to whisper a final message to Brad. Final words unheard by the audience before letting go, pushing Brad back with a second spinning kick to the jaw and thus allowing Brad to fall to his fate below. The commentary team aren't able to filter themselves "Holy Shit!" Brad crashes and burns as the crowd erupt, electrical equipment in mass malfunction below to the impact of his body. Sparks fly, lights flash as chaos ensues. The officials flee for safety from the hazardous turmoil hoping for the best. "Turn off the power now! Turn it off!" can be heard screamed in the distance. The reigning BPZ North American Champion can only look down at his work. Pleasure nor remorse painted across his face. As paramedics attempt to make their way towards the carnage Arius begins to step back to make his exit. No theatrics, no music, just the noise of personal checking Brad and yelling at each other to be careful of the wires. Arius takes back the bloodied North American Championship from the ghoul waiting patiently nearby as he throws it over his shoulder. His white and black attire now coloured in red patches in the aftermath, he turns his head towards the ring where the remnants of the match prior still lays across the ring in and out. Without a final word he turns away and makes his exit through the gorilla position as Emergence attempts to move on with the Pay-Per View.
  35. 15 points
    BPZ Power Trip Emergence: BPZ Tag Team Title Match The Big Ballers(c) vs The Deadman's Hand The time has arrived for the tag team title match to get ready to get started. First the Deadman Hand's theme plays. Coming out of the crowd both George and Blade emerge, wearing skull masks at two different entrances within the crowd. The jump the barricades and get into the ring. The first title opportunity for the Deadman's hand looking to capture the gold tonight. Both men removing the masks once in the ring George handing his Premium title to the ring side trainers. They seem to be ready for the title math tonight. Next out are the BPZ Tag team champions of the world. Brendenplayz and Sameer the Big Ballers. They are coming to the ring looking to defend their titles. Both men have been distracted as of late with others things on their plates at the moment. Sameer a big match at Summerslam against the 2019 King of the ring winner and Brenden with his plans on stepping away from the ring and his big match against Bashka. Whether or not these distractions are effecting them though, that isnt seen. They both looked focus right now to defend their titles. Getting to the ring neither man looked like they wanted to hand their titles to the referee but ultimately they handed them off to the referee who raised them high into the air to show that they are on the line. The prizes that both teams want to walk out of Emergence here tonight with. Brenden telling Sameer he gots this and he wants to start things out. Sameer tries to argue that he should begin and both men get nailed by a dropkick by Blade! Sameer is dropped kicked out of the ring and Brenden is in meaning he is starting the match. Getting up before Brenden Blade nails him with a stiff forearm to the back of the head then proceeds to drag him away from his corner. Then nails Brenden with three elbow strikes, one to the back, then to the neck ,last one right to the back of the head. Then locking in a head lock. Blade isnt a technical wrestling in the ring but showing a bit of mat wrestling skills. Using power Brenden forces himself to his feet. Blade then uses his power and leverge to throw Brenden into his corner. Then starts throwing punches in bunches. Tagging out at the count of four to break the count. He drags Brenden out of the corner then lifts him up for a spinebuster and turns his back to the ropes and George hits Brenden with a high roundhouse kick then Blade drops him with a spine shattering spinebuster. Blade rolls out of the ring as George gets in runs into the ropes and hits Brenden with a low basemen dropkick just as he is getting up and hits him right in the side of the head. George grabs Brenden with a front head lock and gator rolls him to the ropes near Blade. George gets up tags Blade then jumps up then drives his knee right to the back of the neck of Brenden. Both members just focusing Brenden keeping Sameer out. Who now just got onto his corner. He stomps on the ring steps to try and help rally Brenden. Blade gets in and he starts punching away at Brenden. Letting him stand up then just nails him with right and left jabs to the head. Getting Brenden into a corner of the ring that doesnt belong to either team. Blade hits Brenden with a forearm then starts to grind his forearm across his face. Brenden pushes Blade away breaking the crossface move. And the count of the referee. Brenden gets to his corner quickly and tags Sameer in. Sameer gets in the ring right when Blade tags out and George gets back into the ring. Both men have a staredown. George fresh from beating Sameer at King of the Ring for the Premium Championship. They lock up in a coller and elbow tie up. George tries to push Sameer into the ropes but Sameer instead up pushing decides to pull George and uses his opponets effort against him. Turning and pulling George back into the corner where Brenden is. Sameer hits George with a few over hand forearms to the upper back and back of the neck. Brenden tags back in gets in the ring walking towards Blade then turns and runs towards George and Sameer pushes George away and right into Brenden who clotheslines him to the back of the head. They are now focusing on George. Brenden lifts and drops George with a sidewalk slam, goes for a pin attempt doesnt get a one count. Brenden grabs George by the head pulls him to his feet and drags him to Sameer and tags out. Sameer gets in he takes George down with a snapnare out of the corner, and then gets up and dropkicks him in the back. Sameer walks to Blade's corner and yells at him, "I will always match sure you lose!" Blade tries to get in the ring to get at Sameer but the referee stops him. Sameer grabs George and Irish whips him into the ropes and Brenden knee's George into the back. Sameer grabs George and lifts him up for a powerbomb. This is one of Sameer's signature moves. Sameer runs into his teams corner and nails the Blockbuster Bomb (Buckle Bomb). Sameer grabs George keeping him near their corner but goes for a pin attempt. One...two...no! George kicks out! He is refusing to lose here. Sameer then tags Brenden after starting to slap George around before getting out of the ring. Brenden picks George up with ease lifting him up then rams him into an empty corner. Brenden starts to hit George with shoulder thrusts to the gut just working George's ribs. Brenden is more stronger then George, but he gets countered by the much faster George. During a shoulder thrust George grabs Brenden 's head then climbs up onto the middle rope then uses his technique skills to drop Brenden with a tornado DDT! Both men start crawling to their corners but George was faster and tags out first. Blade runs across the ring and stomps on the back of Brenden then steps up on Brenden using him for leverage to jump up and nail Sameer with a forearm. Preventing them from tagging out. Blade turns then stomps hard onto Brenden's shoulder. Stomps four more times. It is obvious Blade is weakening Brenden up for the rings of saturn submission hold. Blade kicks Brenden to the middle of the ring. Stomping away at the shoulder, switching it up and stomping the other. Brenden tries once to spring up and grab Blade by the lege during a shoulder stomp attempt, but ends up collapsing under Blade's weight from the work done to his shoulder. As he falls down all of Blade's weight lands on his shoulder. Quickly standing Blade grabs Brenden and drops him with a DDT. Blade goes for a cover. One...two...It is broken up by Sameer, he has had enough of Blade and George singling out Brenden. He is going nuts with punches and elbow to Blade. Referee counting to get Sameer out of the ring. George gets in the ring and hits Sameer with a kick to the side of the head Sameer stumbles upwards towards the ropes and gets clotheslined by George and both men get out of the ring ending the count that George reset. Both men fighting outside the ring George throws Sameer into the barricade. Sameer fires back by throwing George into the side of the ring. In the ring wait Blade is lifting Brenden up with a military press. He did this to Bulldozer and Buddy Ace but they were smaller then Brenden. Blade lifts him up struggling to get him up. George holds Sameer still as Blade runs towards the side of the ring and throws Brenden at Sameer with a military press to the outside of the ring George gets out of the way and Brenden only hits Sameer. Rolling out of the ring Blade meets up with George then motions him to run around the ring. Both men runs around the ring Blade runs around and hits Brenden with a clothesline from hell. At the same time George runs around the ring and nails Sameer with his signature running knee strike. Blade gets up and motions for them to run around the ring again. Both men turn and run the other away around the ring how they did before. George runs around and hits Brenden with a running knee strike, Blade runs around the ring and drops Sameer with a clothesline from hell. Rolling in and out of the ring Blade stops the count. Then grabs Brenden and drags him to the top of the edge of the ring. Blade preparing to set up for a piledriver on the edge of the ring. Brenden fights out of it hitting Blade with chops to the back of his legs and pushes Blade away. Keeping Blade from piledrivering him onto the edge of the ring. Brenden shoves Blade onto the ring post Blade walks off the post. Brenden runs on the edge of the ring going for a clothesline. Blade ducks it wait he locks Brenden into a full Nelson on the edge of the ring. Wait this is Blade's set up to his finisher. He lifts Brenden up and hits the full nelson bomb onto the edge of the ring! The hardest part of the ring! Blade rolls Brenden into the ring then gets in. He goes grabs Brenden he isn't going to a pin attempt. Blade grabs Brenden's arm and then moves and locks in the rings of Saturn! Blade wants to make Brenden give up for his team and give up his tag titles! Brenden refusing to tap but this is like deja vu. Much like what Blade did to Brad of the United Nations Blade has Brenden stuck in the middle of the ring with Brenden stuck in Blade's submission hold. Sameer gets up to his corner of the ring but he sees Brenden in the submission hold. He reaches his arm out but Brenden doesn't seem to be able to crawl. Wait George gets up on Sameer's corner and hands Sameer a towel. Sameer looks at it and knows what George wants him to do. George telling Sameer to end it and throw in the towel for Brenden. Sameer looks like he is fighting this decision. Suddenly he throws the towel down onto the ground outside the ring then yells that they wont give up! George then nails Sameer with a running knee strike both men fall off the ring apron. Sameer narrowly misses the ring steps but George lands bad on his shoulder on his way down. Brenden got to see Sameer's will and resolve. He fights he lifts Blade up while still in the Rings of Saturn. Shocking not only Blade but everyone else. Brenden lifting Blade up onto his shoulders Blade keeping the hold locked it. Brenden spins Blade around using all his strength and hits a modified gut wrench powerbomb out of the rings of Saturn. But he takes out the referee by accident by throwing Blade into the referee. The referee is out anything can happen now!
  36. 15 points
    It's all about Emerging here at BPZ. And on August 9th we will have the 3rd Annual Emergence PPV. Emergence it's right in the middle of the Summertime. Just a few weeks after KOTR where a new King will Emerge. You will see Undisputed, North American and The Tag titles all on the line. Emergence will come live from Tampa Bay, Florida at Tropicana Field. Who will Rise up and Emerge as the new Faces of BPZ. At Emergence we will also see the return of To the Top. Where the winner will receive a North American Championship shot at anytime, anywhere they want it. 6 Competitors will be announced for that match as the weeks go by. It's time to Emerge. Venue: Tampa Bay, Florida, Tropicana field Theme: TBD Advertised: Flynn, Bart, Julius, Arius, Big Ballers, and Plenty more Match Card: Undisputed Championship Match Flynn (c) vs Julius North American Championship Arius (c) vs Aaron North Tag Team Championship Match Big Ballers (c) vs Deadmans Hand To The Top Ladder Match: Hans vs Sheridan vs Mikey vs Yelich vs Joh vs Buddy Ace FDS vs. Joshua Scott Barbwire Massacre Match: Kenji vs Brad Bob vs ICON vs Mave Prince vs Keirso BiC vs Raven
  37. 15 points
    Jeff

    I am Siege

    Johari ► A Gradient Into Nonexistence plays and a strong built figure emerges from the backstage. He has a microphone in hand while marching his way down to the ring. He begins to speak as the music stops. I am the human embodiment of an army. I need no friends, no partners, nobody to back me up or run in to save me. I wont need saving. In fact, I am a nuclear warhead named Siege ready to lay waste onto this industry and absorb the charisma and popularity of others. Over time this horrid industry will be turned into a wasteland filled with my propaganda. It wont be saying "We need you", or some Russian nonsense. This propaganda will be the propaganda of a true hero, a hero who cant be compared to any other. I'm not Batman, nor am I Superman, I am a one man army. I will be the one man army who will become the face of this industry. He finally makes his way to the ring. Stepping in through the middle rope and continuing his speech. And if you are still confused on who I am... I am the man who will single handily take over the wrestling world by storm. My ambitions are simple, very very simple. With the enormous amount of rage and anger that has been built inside of me I need to find a way to take it out. I need to find a way to express my emotions, not a way verbally express my motions, but a way to physically express them. So I was thinking, thinking very very hard. What better way to express my emotions than breaking apart these pathetic excuses of "wrestlers". I will dismantle them, not only physically but emotionally. I will break each bone in their body, one at a time and I will enjoy watching their faces cringe at the noise they here when their bone snaps. I will enjoy watching blood pour down their faces. I will enjoy watching them crawl to help as they are unable to walk. But most importantly I will enjoy seeing me standing in the middle of this damn ring, raising my arms in glory, knowing that I am unstoppable. Most importantly... I am Siege. Siege throws the mic down and Johari ► A Gradient Into Nonexistence begins to play again as he makes his way up the ramp and backstage.
  38. 15 points
    Global Series Climax Night 5 6 Tag Team Match Bashka, Hans and Epic vs Necce’s Gathering (Necce, Buddy Ace, and Marker) The match was alright as everybody had a chance to shine, pretty decent match overall but at the end Necce would pin the "Young Lion" Epic via pinfall. 7:57 Tag Team Match Shiba and Evolution vs Killer Machines (Beastly & Bubba) It was another okay match, Shiba was being a crazy bastard throughout the during match, trying to use a weapon but the ref would always prevent it, Bubba would end up pinning Shiba via rollup for the victory. 8:12 Singles Match Xaiver King vs Maasa Xaiver King took on Maasa in what was a solid match, as King picks up the win via submission. Maasa would throw a tantrum after the match. 10:12 Singles Match FDS vs Kieron Black Next up FDS took on Kieron Black, very solid competitive match. Both men trying to one up each other, good technical contest. FDS would pick up the win via pinfall. 12:34 Singles Match Yelich vs Alex Costa Another good technical match as the match starts off slow but quickly go into second gear. Both men would take each other to the limit but it was Yelich would end up getting the victory with a pinfall. 14:01 Singles Match Brad vs Slim Nextup we got Brad vs Slim as two veterans are going at it. Very good match, some solid back and forth action, Slim would end up with the victory after mocking Bashka’s signature pose and hitting his finisher to Brad for the win. 16:47 Singles Match Bailey vs Bart In our main event of the evening, Bart goes one on one with Bailey, and two put on a great match, lots of near falls and reversals. The match would end with Bart poking the eyes of Bailey and would end picking up a surprise win over the great one. Bart celebrates to close out night 5. 26:21 ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Global Series Climax Night 6 6 Tag Team Match Necce’s Gathering (Raven, Hollow and Yelich) vs Big Baller Brand (Ropati, Sandman and Heel) In what was a solid 6 man tag match, it warmed up the crowd. Raven would end pinning the legend Heel for the victory, huge win for Raven. 8:01 Tag Team Match Royal Flush (Johnny Kills and Sheridan) vs Gill and ICON Next up the Royal Flush go up against Gill and ICON who are apart of Necce’s Gathering, ended up being a decent little match with the Royal Flush getting the easy victory 6:21. Singles Match Hans vs Bashka In what was an excellent matchup, Bashka took on Hans. Two put a performance as the gave there all in this match. Counter after counter, the crowd were really into this match. Hans would end up reversing Bashka’s finisher into a rollup for the victory. Both men would shake hands after the match. 16:46 Singles Match Marker vs Flynn In what was also a solid match, Flynn took on Marker. Marker would try different offense and Flynn doesn’t find any of it amusing. Flynn would get more and more angrier every time Marker kicked out. Flynn would eventually defeat Marker in this match up. 13:01 Singles Match Aaron North vs Evolution In what was an okay match, North defeated Evolution via pinfall, Evolution looks a bit depressed that he hasn’t won a match yet in the tournament. 7:19 Singles Match Mikey vs Julius Nextup, Mikey took on Julius in what was a very solid encounter. Mikey would go for various offense that would surprise Julius. Despite his great efforts from Mikey, Julius would end up winning the match. 14:59 Singles Match Necce vs Arius In our main event of the evening, Arius took on Necce in what was an excellent battle. The two told a great story in the ring, who are very similar in terms of promos and what they do in the ring. Necce would end up hitting a chair to Arius when the referee was down and winning the encounter between he and Arius. 22:37 ____________________________________________________________________________________________ Global Series Climax Standings Block A Slim 4 FDS 4 Bart 6 Xaiver King 4 Alex Costa 2 Maasa 0 Kieron Black 2 Yelich 4 Brad 0 Bailey 4 Block B Julius 5 Flynn 5 Necce 6 Mikey 0 Bashka 4 Hans 6 Aaron North 2 Evolution 0 Marker 0 Arius 2
  39. 15 points
    When Carnage returns to commercial break the lights here in the arena are dimmed as the titantron shows an American Middle School Cafeteria with five blue chairs positioned in a circle with five people sitting in those chairs, one of those people being Yelich. A flyer on the wall says "Conspiracy Victims Support Group: Fridays 8-10 in the Perrywinkle Middle School Cafeteria." Oh God. Todd: Hi everyone, welcome back to the Conspiracy Victims Support Group for those who have been wrongfully turned into targets of a conspiracy. I'm glad to see everyone's back this week and we even have a new member. So in the vain I feel like we should reintroduce ourselves with our names and why we're here. I'll start with myself, hi I'm Todd, and I'm here to support my wife Suzie while she goes through some tough times, Suzie how about you go next and then we'll go to the left from there? Suzie: Okay, hi I'm Suzie, and my town is convinced I'm a witch when I am not. I mean yes I have a longish nose with a mole on it, that doesn't mean I'm a witch. Luckily my loving husband here knows I'm not a witch and created this support group for me so I know I'm not alone. OJ Simpson: Well I'm OJ, and I was wrongly convicted of killing Nicole Brown Simpson and Ron Goldman. People all think that I was a murderer and that's simply not true, but I still went to prison for 33 years. My life has been ruined because of this, but now that I'm out of prison I'm making it my duty to make sure that I will find the true killers. Charles Oswald: I'm Charles and I am the grandson of Lee Harvey Oswald. There was NO PROOF that he killed JFK. The killer was obviously on the Grassy Knoll. And I keep getting discriminated against because I found out I was Lee Harvey Oswald's grandson through Ancestry.com and they sold that information to all of my possible employers and now no one will hire me except the NRA. Yelich: This is pathetic. Todd: Well, we'd be happy if you wouldn't dismiss of others hardships, I mean these people are going through things just as bad and wrong as you are. Yelich: Todd.... this is pathetic. You have this idiot over here who thinks that Oswald didn't kill JFK. You have OJ Simpson who's going to "hunt down the real killers" of a crime that he CLEARLY committed. And then you have a literal witch and her idiotic husband. You guys are NOT victims of conspiracies, I AM. When people like you come out and say you're victims of conspiracies, they only legitimize real conspiracy victims like me. OJ Simpson: You may be right about most of what you just said, but I did NOT kill those people. IF THE GLOVE DOESN'T FIT YOU MUST ACQUIT. THE GLOVES DID NOT FIT. Charles Oswald: JFK wasn't killed by my grandpa, he was killed by a hitman hired by Lyndon B Johnson so he could become president. Then they just pinned it on my grandfather who was just watching his president with glee. Suzie: Witches aren't real. Yelich: That was a stupid defense OJ and we all know it, LBJ was JFK's vice president, he wouldn't want to kill the man who chose him to be his running mate, and have you looked in a mirror Suzie? Of course witches are real, you are one. I'm done with you people. I am being screwed by someone or something that is making me lose wrestling matches over and over and OVER AGAIN. It is CLEARLY not my fault, it's everyone else's. And sitting here I have to compare my actual conspiracy with your fake conspiracies, that's degrading. I'm outta here. Yelich gets up from his chair and storms out of the middle school cafeteria, slamming the door behind him as he leaves making a large clanging sound which plays as the screen cuts to black and Carnage goes to a commercial break.
  40. 15 points
    Jeremiah Flynn

    Crisis

    We are live on Carnage, the camera panning over thousands of screaming fans in attendance who have so far been enjoying an action packed night. Quickly, all focus is turned to the titantron as the screen gains static, before finally it cuts to Flynn in a black and white setting. Flynn stares directly into the camera, his cold eyes could be felt all the way up the spine of everyone viewing in attendance and around the world. After what feels like an eternity, he speaks. For nearly a month I was given the time to sit and think. Think over it all. Where it all went wrong, where I went wrong. I realized I went off my tracks here in BPZ a very long time ago. Now while it’s true I’ve never been a truly 100% stable individual, I must admit I feel like the past few months I have truly went off the rails. However do I regret anything? Do I wish I could take back all the cruel things I said and take back the awful things that I did? No. Because I meant it all. That may be a hard pill for many to swallow however I do not care. I don’t sugar coat things. I’m not a liar. I speak the truth and I put on a show it’s why I’m the god damn best this company has ever seen. Everyone knows why I’m back. You saw Legacy send it’s message however what are Flynn’s goals? The Undisputed Championship. A championship that’s held by a man who had some very choice words for myself just days ago. He gave a very long boring speech in a very similar manner to myself currently, with some strong flaws to the arguments and claims he made against myself. He assumed that he knew me. No one knows me, no one understands me, no one. You believe that I believe that I will run over you because you are just a flash in the pan, that I look at you like I look at all the others. No.... Bart, this isn’t why I’m going to run over you and take that Undisputed Championship. I look at all of my opponents differently. I study my opponents and then I break them down. Whether is verbally, mentally, or physically, I break my opponents long before I have actually beaten them. I believe Bart that you are a worthy champion. I believe right now you are carving your path to becoming one of BPZ’s greats. I even believe right now you are arguably one of the top dogs, if not the top dog here in BPZ. That doesn’t matter though. Because as you said, I am god damn Flynn. I am all of the accolades you listed me as but more importantly I am your current challenger. And you by the things you’ve said, have made things very personal very quickly. Going forward I’d enjoy that you’d please leave Legacy and my brothers out of this. I don’t need any aid in putting scum like you down. You are as I said an elite talent Bart. However for years I’ve been the man who puts elite talent out. I am the one who exposes the greats. I am the measuring stick here in BPZ and sadly Bart, with your “midlife crisis” jokes and your horrible attempts at believing you know who I am, you just aren’t meeting the right measurements. You call yourself “The Villain” and make no mistake you’ve fully measured up to that monicker. While I am no hero, I do wish to treat all of BPZ to the sweet satisfaction of me laying your ass out with the FKO and winning my first ever Undisputed Championship. A Championship that you hinder, a championship that I will bring to prominence. Bart I promise you one last thing. I promise that the next time I see you in person, whether it’s next week somewhere on Carnage whether it’s backstage or in the ring, or even all the way at PTC, I promise, no, I SWEAR TO YOU, I will kick your ass just to show you that the only current crisis going on here, is the one that YOUR Undisputed Championship reign is facing. The Camera cuts to black.
  41. 15 points
    Brian Gillman

    Watch The Weather Change

    The crowd erupts seeing Brian Gillman make his way down to the ring, as he hasn’t been seen in about a year, even longer since he’s been on Carnage. He asks for a mic, and the crowd drowns him in “Welcome back!” chants. “Well, it's good to see you, as well.” A sort of cheap pop, if you will.“But, despite how much I’ve missed you, I’ve got business to attend to.” “You see, Backlash is this upcoming weekend, and I’ve got nothing planned. I know there's a few guys back there wanting in on the night, and I’ll let them in a minute. Before that, I’ve got some things I need to get off my mind, that have been brewing for quite some time.” “First, this company and the people who run it. Do you know who I am? You know how big of a draw I am? And you still kept me on the shelf for a year? You ought to be ashamed of yourselves, keeping your own product on the ground like that. No one back there is gonna admit it, but I made the brand split successful. I was the reason it thrived. I carried that brand split on my back for a year, and got put on the backburner in return. You can take this worker loyalty back; I’m sure you know where to stick it.” “Next, the rest of you sorry lot. Ever since I got pushed out of the spotlight, there’s been this flood of underperforming lightweights, trying to take that light. When did below average performance start coming at an above average rate, huh? I’ll tell you when, when Brian Gillman wasn’t here to keep ‘em in line. Well, the big man is back, so you can go back to the Performance Center, and try taking notes this time through.” The crowd is silent, as they absorb Gillmans words. “Finally, the vets. What happened to you? Most of you went out back to get shot like a dog, which is respectable. But the few of you out here, still trying to make something work, like some kind of jaded cop, trying to get his pension, get those 10 years in? You disgust me. You disgust me, and disgrace the rest of us. Go home. I don’t mean your own home, either, I mean the retirement home. You’re all washed up. Now, it’s time for you to get ringed out.” “So if any of you ‘veterans’ got something to say, come on and say it, then.” Gillman lowers his mic, and waits for someone to answer him.
  42. 15 points
    Gwynfro

    Excitement Renewed

    As the crowd's settles down after the previous segment, their break from the action is cut short as "Break Heart" begins to fill the arena as the lights transition to reds and golds The Crowd's silence morphs to a rumbling buzz of excitement, with the growing sounds of claps and chants of "KEN-JI, KEN-JI, KEN-JI" cutting through the whirling music. The build of anticipation overflows to a roar of adulation as KENJI emerges onto the stage, a light smile on his face as he strikes a pose at the top of the ramp. KENJI is about to walk down to the ring, but he pauses, a cheeky smirk on his face as he gestures to the crowd that he isn't satisfied at the volume. This only makes the crowd chant and clap even louder. The smile on KENJI's face grows and proceeds to saunter his way to the ring. He claps hands with some of the fans while sweeping his entrance jacket around with an unrivalled swagger and confidence. He then quickly steps into the ring and climbs the turnbuckle, taking in the adoration from the crowd before stepping back down and picking up a microphone. KENJI speaks with conviction and purpose. "Hello, NXT!" The crowd bursts into a cheer again, with KENJI strolling the ring with an almost magnetic charisma "I am so excited to perform for all of you, both sitting in front of me, and all across the world. For those that may not know me yet, I am KENJI, the Sendai Supernova, and I am here to bring you a whole new world of pro wrestling. NXT needs something fresh, something new. I've been watching closely, and there seems to be something missing from NXT.....excitement". "I look around at the new prospects NXT has to offer in recent weeks and frankly, I was amazed that all of you here sat and endured it all. I saw no happy faces, or amazed expressions.....no excitement". The crowd begin to murmur and a few of the new NXT names like Bulldozer and ArrowDream are mentioned in hush tones "But no longer. I vow to mesmerise your minds and capture your senses through real Puroresu, and real competition. To bring back that atmosphere of confidence and pride surrounding the name, NXT. I may be new to your screens, but I will do my utmost to make NXT the most captivating, thrilling, and prestigious brand in all of Pro Wrestling!" The crowd cheers once again as KENJI bows in appreciation of their enthusiasm
  43. 15 points
    bailey14

    Electrifying

    After an amazing performance last night in the Royal Rumble Match. The Bailey walked out as the Royal Rumble Winner and now will Main Event BPZMANIA for the BPZ World Heavyweight Championship. He Makes his way out to the Ring FINALLY...... THE BAILEY HAS COMEBACK TO PHOENIX ARIZONA. What Hell of a Night Last Night was. Last Night The Bailey Whooped The Candy Asses of 29 Men to Win the Royal Rumble Match! And Now the Bailey in Front of the MILLIONS and Millions of Bailey Fans gets to go Atlanta George in the Mercedes Benz Arena and Main event BPZMANIA. Where The Bailey will get to Go One on One with BPZ World Heavyweight Champion. And where that Champion gets to go one on one with the GREAT ONE. Now The Current Champ Julius. And Yeah Julius is real good. Real good. The Bailey knows Julius well. The Bailey knows his type. Hes the Bad Ass. The Tough Guy. The Beast. The Dominator. THE NEXT BIG THING. But the Bailey Doesn't give a Damn what your Nickname is. The Bailey only cares about one thing and one thing only. And that's the BPZ World Heavyweight Championship that you hold. The Bailey doesn't give a damn about you. The Bailey doesn't give a Damn about your Mother or your Sister. You have what the The Bailey wants. And What the Bailey wants the Bailey always gets. And Thats A Guaren-Damn-tee.
  44. 14 points
    Isaiah Carter

    An Introduction

    The crowd is in shock, as the man who stands in front of Mikey is one of the founders of the BPZ stable known as "Bulletproof". BiC and Mikey stare eachother down, as BiC smiles and walks right past Mikey. Going to a nearby microphone and grabbing it, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a folded piece of clothing as he begins to speak. "You see. Empires...they expand, they take over, when one man falls, another one rises and we capture the one who rises. Mikey, you beat the best, you punctured a hole in Bulletproof by defeating Hans Clayton, and while Clayton is moving on to bigger and better things....We need ourselves....You." BiC reaches out his hand, in it, a Bulletproof T - Shirt, and as the crowd takes pictures, as BiC leans into the microphone one last time as Mikey puts on the Bulletproof T Shirt. "Bulletproof....for Life" BiC winks, as the press conference comes to an end, and Bullet Proof has gotten stronger.
  45. 14 points
    Joh

    Reaching The Top

    We’re coming off the last BPZ Powertrip show Emergence and the setting seems to be a hotel room in the Emergence host city Tampa, Florida. We get a good look of the room as the camera pans over to Joh, looking in the mirror while his To The Top briefcase is left on his bed. “I……….I’ve done it. After all these grueling years of not being able to get a victory to my name…..I managed it. God, that sure was a tough one though. All that mayhem in one match was unlike any I had seen before, maybe akin to the Money In The Bank ladder match a few years ago. Having to battle 5 other people to find my way to unhooking the briefcase was always daunting to me, but I know I had done it before. Even then, the lingering feeling of having to live up to prior expectations was always looming around. I haven’t had a great match record recently, to say the least, so getting this victory and the prize that comes with it makes it feel oh so sweet and worthwhile.” Joh backs away from the mirror and sits alongside the To The Top briefcase on the edge of his bed. “It seems like I was right when I said I was adding another member to the trophy cabinet. I’ve had my doubters in the past, I’ve been called a retiree and all that nonsense, but I’ve proven that I’m still going and I have the winning ability still in me. The winning ability that brings me stuff like this. This briefcase. The power is in my hands on whether or not to go for that North American Championship.” Joh sits back up, with the briefcase in hand and walks back towards the mirror. “Oh how could I forget the power and confidence my affiliation with the United Nations has brought me? We were doubted from the very beginning of our formation, but then we were close to a tag team title shot and now one of our members is in possession of the To The Top briefcase. Don’t worry, this isn’t the first achievement for the United Nations, as we will live on and capture gold in our pursuit for international dominance. Whether we stick with the original members or bring along more partner, this win for me is only the beginning of the United Nations’ impact on the landscape of BPZ. It all comes down to what I do with my newfound item. Arius is definitely no slouch, but coming off my win and having the United Nations supporting me, I have what it takes to take the man down and win his title. The date of success may not be confirmed, but the success itself certainly is. Joh smirks as the camera zooms in on the reflection of the To The Top briefcase before the camera shot fades away.
  46. 14 points
    Hans

    ECW 2001 - The Land of Extreme

    January 1st 2001 ECW Is Saved! Despite numerous set backs from the promotions, and despite several people in the wrestling industry saying its the end, ECW has a new home! ECW has reached a TV deal with MTV 2 to air their weekly programming ECW Hardcore TV. Many in the company thought it wasn't going to happen and finally they reached a TV deal and with a deal with MTV's sister channel, things are about to be interesting to say the least. Addition to this, ECW owner Paul Heyman aka Paul E Dangerously has his eyes to enter ECW into a new era, with potentially bringing in new talent, usher in new stars, and more. ECW will truly put buts into seats. ......................................................................................................................................................... Ballz Mahoney Bill Alfonso C.W Anderson Chilly Willy Chris Hamrick Christian York Cyrus Danny Doring Dawn Marie Elektra EZ Money Francine Jack Victory Jerry Lynn Joel Gertner Joey Matthews Joey Styles Julio Dinero Justin Credible Kid Kash Little Guido Matt Bently Mikey Whipwreck Nova Rhino Roadkill Rob Van Dam The Sandman Scotty Anton Simon Diamond Spike Dudley Steve Corino Super Crazy Swinger The Sinister Minster Tommy Dreamer Tony Mamaluke Tajiri AJ Styles Billy Kidman Juventud Guerrera Mike Awesome Fit Finlay Shane Helms Lance Storm Paul London Sabu Kaz Hayashi ECW World Heavyweight Champion ECW Television Champion ECW World Tag Team Champions
  47. 14 points
    Julius

    "In My Shadow"

    {The first round of the King of the Ring Tournament is now finished as we move towards the post-show press conference. Reporters wait in the room for one of the wrestlers to arrive and much to their surprise the first man out is none other than the current Intercontinental Champion Julius who walked through Mikey in the first round and has kickstarted his 2019 King of the Ring Campaign in style} "First of all Julius congratulations on the victory, what were your thoughts on the match in general? It looked like you were enjoying yourself out there beating him up" "I told him exactly what I was going to do, none of this should have been a surprise for him. He ran his mouth, he thought he could have a strategy for whatever I threw at him, but unless his strategy was to walk away with a few missing teeth, then it failed badly. If you guys think I'm not going to make a statement out of these young guys or if you think I am going to treat them any differently then you're wrong. I was on a warpath while I was NXT Champion, I became a star while NXT Champion so I don't see why they should be treated any differently. If he expected me to come out and give it only a 50% effort then he should walk out that door right now because this place isn't for him" "You obviously are the reigning King of the Ring Tournament winner but last year you came into the tournament far from being the favourite, but this year the roles are reversed and you are considered the favourite to earn yourself that World Title Shot. Has anything changed for you heading into the years tournament?" "To think last year I walked into this tournament just as a person to fill out the numbers but walked out the BPZ World Champion is something no one has ever seen before or will ever see again. It's hard to top that, but as you said it yourself I'm the favourite. I'm the man that's expected to win and that's what I do. I was expected to win the Power-Trip Cup and now I have a shot at Flynn whenever I want to, I was expected to beat BiC and become IC Champion and now this beautiful title is draped around my shoulder. To think that this year I come into this tournament more dangerous than ever before is such a scary sight for anyone who draws me" "You've got yourself in a pretty good position now Julius, you have a guaranteed Undisputed Title Shot whenever you want and you could possible gain yourself a World Title Shot at Summerslam, on top of that you are Intercontinental Champion. How do you focus on three different aspects of your career at one time?" "See what you explained right there is what makes me so much better than anyone else. If you guys have forgotten I was a Triple Champion last year and I would retain those titles day in and day out without a problem. I can shift my focus to anyone at anytime, tonight my focus was solely on Mikey and I got the job done. Next week it will be on The Marker and I'll get the job done there as well. There is a reason I am as good as I am and being able to place my attention on many things at once is one of them" "What about Bashka, he has made his intentions clear that he wants your Intercontinental Championship, when will you address that situation?" "Next question" "You alluded to it earlier but you face the Marker in the next round. You two have a lot of history so how do you expect him to come out after picking up a strong victory tonight and how are you going to attack that match next week?" "How am I going to attack it you ask? The same way I always do, I'm going to walk in beat him real bad and then walk out pack bags and on to the next town"These guys Marker, Storm I feel sorry for them because they really came here at the wrong time. They are both talented individuals especially the Marker, 2x NXT Champ, Premium Champ and Tag Champ he definitely hasn't had a lousy career but see he never could really break through while I was there. I can remember month after month facing Marker in NXT title matches and just beating him every single time, it was easy it was a breeze I never ever had to try and pay attention to him because he was always living in my shadow. He'll come out firing, he'll talk smack during the build like he always does, like he did before we fought at the Rumble. He had a good win over Aaron North but I'm different competition, I'm on such a higher level than the Marker that only a miracle would be able to stop me from moving into the Semi-Finals. He always comes up with something new every time I run into him so it will be interesting to see what he brings up this time because what he brought back in January before the Royal Rumble was pathetic and he paid the price. I embarrassed him and put him back in his place. I hope he remembers that before mouthing off about me" {As the reporters finish asking their questions Julius walks off the stage the first shot already being fired in the hype towards his Quarter-Final match with The Marker}
  48. 14 points
    Julius

    "Stage-Fright"

    {We return to Carnage after commercial break, and after a brief pan around the crowd "Gallantry" blasts throughout the arena as the BPZ Intercontinental Champion Julius makes his way out onto the ramp} {The last time we saw this man was inside the Carrier Dome in the wonderful city of Syracuse where Julius soundly advanced to the second round of the Power-Trip Cup defeating SSW Clubs own Sir Raven and leaving a barrage of bodies laying on his way out. Up next for Julius is the rising star Hans Clayton, a man destined for big things a tricky challenge for the Intercontinental Champion as he looks to make up for his Final defeat in last year's rendition. Julius marches down to the ring, smugly gripping his Intercontinental Championship before showing it off to a couple of fans in the front-row as he climbs up the steel ring steps and into the ring} "On a night of upsets, inside the Carrier Dome only one constant remained, and that was my absolute demolition of Sir Raven and the rest of his crew that call themselves the S.S.W Club. The enjoyment I had stomping a hole through the head of those four vermin can be unmeasured, I did each and every one of you a favour it's just that your too dumb and ignorant to understand. I look around this company and all I see are complacent idiots who are happy to get a paycheck and travel the world. I said that I would ascend on a mission to purify this company, filter out all the weakness where only the strong would remain and I did just that. I halted and destroyed the SSW Club with my own bare hands as their pathetic mentor looked on in shock at the chaos I caused. Josh, you are the exact definition of weakness. You lose more than you win, you embarrass this company every time you set foot into this ring and at Mayhem on June the second, I will embarrass you!" "As I look ahead to what the future holds for me in the Power-Trip Cup, I see more weakness. Everyone on this goddamn planet won't shut their mouths about the "Extraordinary", "The Death Defying", "The Phenomenal" Hans Clayton. But I don't buy it, I don't see it. All I see is this companies pathetic attempt to mirror the success I had upon entering this company with an individual who just cant carry the burden of being the greatest. Coming into this company you had so much hype, so much talk of how good you would be but then you immediately had stage-fright and lost in your very first match. How can someone be extraordinary when they can't even make a lasting first impression. You wan't to know what I did on my first night in the company? I became the NXT Champion which brings me on to my next point. You held that title around your waist, a history of great champions in its legacy and what you did with it makes me sick. I held that championship for a record reign, I made it my division I made it must see, I conquered the rest of this company all the while still holding that golden belt around my shoulder with pride. But you, you win it on the grandest stage of them all, and embarrass the lineage of the title by giving it up not even a month later. Are you too good for that championship Hans? Do you think that you are above the rest? YOU'RE NOT! I'm going to bring you back down to earth and I'm going to stop this hype train and show the world that you are nothing more than another member of the line" "So at the Fedex Forum in Memphis Tennessee, this world is going to see exactly what you are made of. Everyone knows what I'm going to bring, but with you its a mystery. Are we going to see the "Extraordinary" Hans Clayton who won the NXT Championship at BPZ Mania, or are we going to see that frail, weak man who stepped into this company as apart of the New Bloods. They say when your back is against the wall you fight twice as hard, but I warn you Hans that won't be enough when we face on May 17th. Show me exactly how extraordinary you are Mr Clayton, because if you don't you leave yourself open to a whole world of pain!" {Julius drops the mic, a challenge sent to Hans Clayton. He walks out of the ring and too the back. How will Hans respond?}
  49. 14 points
    Jonathan

    "Overrated"

    Jonathan swaggers into the view of the crowd, who've already begun their high volume boos, much to the delight of Jonathan. "The Ace" continues his strut down the ramp, composed in spite of the harsh reaction of those in attendance. He receives a microphone as he clambers atop the apron, and enters the ring, still unfazed by the deafening boos. He wastes no time before beginning his tirade, swelling his voice to subdue the combined volume of the crowd. "Underdogs are so very overrated. The same story of undying perseverance and gritty spirit trumping talent and preparation just because somebody really, really wanted to win. It's the story of the belief that everybody deserves a happy ending, that we should ALL experience a taste of victory because of our humanity. It's the story, Alex, that you've attempted to tell. Bragging about how you aren't supposed to win as though that's uniquely impressive solely to you. Attempting to paint me as the hare, whose oversight will be his undoing. This fable, like your narrative Mr. Costa, is an attempt to breath new life into the failures of this world, and it always produces the same result, utter decimation." The roar of the crowd grows louder as Jonathan enunciates his final syllables, no inkling of an expression crossing his face. There's an absence of cockiness to his words, as well as any sense of arrogance. Despite this, there's also no doubt, no small sign of fidgeting or tapping, just the absolute certainty of self-assurance. "This isn't anecdotal. This is a certainty. Underdogs have never prospered, they're the first to have their lights snuffed because they will never realize what they are. So content on hanging back, enjoying what they're told is "success" and never aspiring for anything greater. It's a horrendous existence, too afraid to take so you allow the crumbs to satisfy you. Perhaps one day down the line you'll lament on your wasted opportunities and realize every word I spoke never strayed from the truth. But allow yourself to be humble for now, pray that I have mercy on you when we step in the ring together and you realize that I can't be beaten by you." "I refuse to have my throat stepped on by the supposed champions of this company. Big Ballers and many of the sort attempt to weaken my resolve with claims of my true intentions. They expect that they know who I am, that they know what I'm thinking. It's always funny when they find that they weren't anywhere near right. Brenden, how many times have you heard the shallow shouts that brand me a usurper of the youth, seeking only to glorify myself. It won't save you. It won't save you, Alex. I won't allow chances to slip through my grasp, won't stop at the first sign of trouble. Call my bluff Brenden, and when you realize that I had the Ace in hand, you won't have to wait for your suffering to end. I have the Queen right by my side."
  50. 14 points
    Sheridan

    Lucha Underground | Robert Rodríguez

    El Rey Network Announce Production of ‘Lucha Underground.' El Rey Network is putting its spin on lucha wrestling with “Lucha Underground,” an original unscripted series which shall be overseen by filmmaker Robert Rodríguez. Currently, Lucha Libre’s freestyle wrestling draws over 85% of Mexican television viewers, and “Lucha Underground” expects to bring drama, excitement and action to the U.S. as masked heroes and villains battle in the ring for wrestling supremacy. El Rey Network’s vice chair Scott Sassa stated, “The ‘Lucha Underground’ franchise is perfect for El Rey Network. It features good versus evil, intense action, humor, drama, great characters and most important great stories from best storyteller in the business, Robert Rodriguez. It’s the perfect time and he is the perfect man to bring lucha to America.” “Lucha Underground” is produced by FactoryMade Ventures for El Rey Network, with Rodríguez set to executive produce along Dorian Roldán from Lucha Libre AAA and El Rey Network co-founders John Fogelman and Cristina Patwa. Production on the series will begin Sept. 6 in front of a live audience in Boyle Heights, Los Angeles, with the debut set for October 8 at 8 p.m. ET/PT.
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