Redemption
Posted: Wed Jan 10, 2018 9:15 pm
(Edited for OOC)
Sorry for the short one this week again. I know there was an extended deadline again, but time just go away from me. I lost track of the days but I promise you, soon I will sit down and get something good going again. Jayme and I have a few plans so keep your eyes open for that. Anyways, no matter the characters, it's always good to work with you Sam. Good luck man.
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The show had just kicked off and the EBWF Universe were all on their feet excited about what they had just heard. The EBWF World Championship announcement was made and now, everything was just falling into place. The lights in the arena dimmed as "Sick Of It" by Skillet blasted onto the sound system. The cheers of the crowd instantly was replaced with a chorus of boos as the former EBWF World Champion, PJ Black, walked out onto the stage. With is waist still bare from a championship, PJ Black stood and looked out onto the crowd. He eyes narrowed as he took a moment. His lengthy black hair was tucked behind a black and white "Darewolf" logo bandana. Dressed casual, Black didn't look like he was ready to compete, even though he was scheduled to face Noam Dar later on in the evening.
Black slowly walked down the ramp to ringside. He stopped at the end of the ramp as he listened as some frantic members of the EBWF Universe screamed at him from the barricade. He shook them off as he rounded the corner and hopped up on the steel steps. He skimmed the apron as he walked to the center of the ring. He entered through the ropes and then motioned for the microphone. Christy handed it over and took a step back. Black looked around right before he raised the microphone up to his lips.
PJ Black: I know what you're thinking. You think that I'm out here to talk about what Havoc just announced, but I'm not. It doesn't matter the fight, I'm going to get my EBWF World Championship back and there's no one that is going to stand in my way.
He shook his head as the crowd let out another loud boo to show their distaste for PJ Black.
PJ Black: Now I bet you're wondering my thoughts on CM Punk giving up the championship last week. This I do have an opinion on, but I assure you, you're not going to like it. Punk, I don't know who you're trying to fool. Do you think that you're the martyr that EBWF has been waiting for? A slayer of the unjust and a righter of the wrongs? Stop the presses, the "Second City Saint" has returned. Sound trumpets and roll out the red carpets, right? Wrong. Punk is nothing more than what his same says, he's a punk.
Black rolled his eyes as he took a second.
PJ Black: Punk you didn't save this company from anything. What you did is, you stepped in the way and took my chance at revenge. AJ Styles was mine. He took my EBWF World Championship in what can only be called a fluke. Just like when I lost the EBWF World Championship to Edge. Just like Edge, Styles got lucky, that's all. And if I would have gotten my rightful rematch, I would have shown everyone that truth. I would have proven to everyone that PJ Black is far superior than AJ Styles. This all started with AJ Styles at Christmas Eve of Destruction 2011, and I could have ended it all at this past Christmas Eve of Destruction, but you had to step it, steal the glory, and make everyone think that you're the hero. Oh but don't worry everyone, just like every other hero, Punk doesn't want the glory. Yet, no one will ever forget this move. Great job solidifying yourself.
Black shook his head.
PJ Black: But tonight's not about you Punk. Tonight, I don't get to the right the wrong that was AJ Styles. Instead, I get to shut up another egomaniac that has gotten worse from a mistake.
Black walked to the ropes and leaned against them.
PJ Black: Noam, you and Tyler are the EBWF Tag-Team Champions, congrats. And you beat Heath and I to get them. A feat that you should cherish, because it's not going to happen again, especially tonight. Tonight, I'm not going to have my hands tied behind my back having to watch over a tag team partner. Instead, I can put all my focus tonight on you Noam, which is a scary thing. For you. Tonight, it's just you and me. You may have Tyler in your corner, but you're not going to be able to tag him in. Tonight, you're going to be in this ring with the rightful EBWF World Champion. No help. No substitutions. Just you and me inside this ring. You can try to prove to yourself, to your partner, to this company, that you belong. That's you're not just some comedy act that we're all going to get tired of eventually. Sure, you're a champ now. You've officially put yourself into the record books and everyone will now know that you've been here.
He straightened up and took a step back.
PJ Black: But that's it. Nothing else will come out of this company for you Noam. I know surprises can happen, but I've been here long enough. I've seen countless superstars come into this company and do just what you've done. Portrayed the same comedic roll that you and Tyler have seen using. And do you know what has happened to all of them? They're gone. They're done. Their welcome got worn out and people go bored with them. And when they got bored, they stopped caring what happened to them. Which I see if you future Noam.
Black put his hand on his chest as he continued.
PJ Black: Believe me, I hope that I'm wrong. I hope that maybe you and Tyler can last the long run. This company need fresh young talent in this company, but take it from a man that has been where you are right now. Unless you do something to make yourself known, you're always going to stuck in the middle of the card. You're going to be the break in between the commercials where the viewers at home either grab a snack, smoke a cigarette, or take a shit. It's a hard truth to take in, but the sooner you realize this Noam, the better off in this company you'll be. Do you want to be stuck being one of the biggest jokes since Matt Sydal? Because that's the path that you're on. That's the path that you're going to remain on because tonight, it's not going to be like a month ago. You're not going to get lucky. You're not going to walk out with another win against me. You're not going to stand a chance tonight. Just like Tommaso last week, this week, I'm going to run through you with ease. I'm going to go onto the next victim. I'm going to keep repeating the process until the EBWF World Championship is back around my waist and the EBWF can continue to rise to new heights with PJ Black at the helm.
Black tossed the microphone at Christy's feet as "Sick Of It" blasted back onto the sound system. Black exited the ring and walked back to the back.
Sorry for the short one this week again. I know there was an extended deadline again, but time just go away from me. I lost track of the days but I promise you, soon I will sit down and get something good going again. Jayme and I have a few plans so keep your eyes open for that. Anyways, no matter the characters, it's always good to work with you Sam. Good luck man.
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The show had just kicked off and the EBWF Universe were all on their feet excited about what they had just heard. The EBWF World Championship announcement was made and now, everything was just falling into place. The lights in the arena dimmed as "Sick Of It" by Skillet blasted onto the sound system. The cheers of the crowd instantly was replaced with a chorus of boos as the former EBWF World Champion, PJ Black, walked out onto the stage. With is waist still bare from a championship, PJ Black stood and looked out onto the crowd. He eyes narrowed as he took a moment. His lengthy black hair was tucked behind a black and white "Darewolf" logo bandana. Dressed casual, Black didn't look like he was ready to compete, even though he was scheduled to face Noam Dar later on in the evening.
Black slowly walked down the ramp to ringside. He stopped at the end of the ramp as he listened as some frantic members of the EBWF Universe screamed at him from the barricade. He shook them off as he rounded the corner and hopped up on the steel steps. He skimmed the apron as he walked to the center of the ring. He entered through the ropes and then motioned for the microphone. Christy handed it over and took a step back. Black looked around right before he raised the microphone up to his lips.
PJ Black: I know what you're thinking. You think that I'm out here to talk about what Havoc just announced, but I'm not. It doesn't matter the fight, I'm going to get my EBWF World Championship back and there's no one that is going to stand in my way.
He shook his head as the crowd let out another loud boo to show their distaste for PJ Black.
PJ Black: Now I bet you're wondering my thoughts on CM Punk giving up the championship last week. This I do have an opinion on, but I assure you, you're not going to like it. Punk, I don't know who you're trying to fool. Do you think that you're the martyr that EBWF has been waiting for? A slayer of the unjust and a righter of the wrongs? Stop the presses, the "Second City Saint" has returned. Sound trumpets and roll out the red carpets, right? Wrong. Punk is nothing more than what his same says, he's a punk.
Black rolled his eyes as he took a second.
PJ Black: Punk you didn't save this company from anything. What you did is, you stepped in the way and took my chance at revenge. AJ Styles was mine. He took my EBWF World Championship in what can only be called a fluke. Just like when I lost the EBWF World Championship to Edge. Just like Edge, Styles got lucky, that's all. And if I would have gotten my rightful rematch, I would have shown everyone that truth. I would have proven to everyone that PJ Black is far superior than AJ Styles. This all started with AJ Styles at Christmas Eve of Destruction 2011, and I could have ended it all at this past Christmas Eve of Destruction, but you had to step it, steal the glory, and make everyone think that you're the hero. Oh but don't worry everyone, just like every other hero, Punk doesn't want the glory. Yet, no one will ever forget this move. Great job solidifying yourself.
Black shook his head.
PJ Black: But tonight's not about you Punk. Tonight, I don't get to the right the wrong that was AJ Styles. Instead, I get to shut up another egomaniac that has gotten worse from a mistake.
Black walked to the ropes and leaned against them.
PJ Black: Noam, you and Tyler are the EBWF Tag-Team Champions, congrats. And you beat Heath and I to get them. A feat that you should cherish, because it's not going to happen again, especially tonight. Tonight, I'm not going to have my hands tied behind my back having to watch over a tag team partner. Instead, I can put all my focus tonight on you Noam, which is a scary thing. For you. Tonight, it's just you and me. You may have Tyler in your corner, but you're not going to be able to tag him in. Tonight, you're going to be in this ring with the rightful EBWF World Champion. No help. No substitutions. Just you and me inside this ring. You can try to prove to yourself, to your partner, to this company, that you belong. That's you're not just some comedy act that we're all going to get tired of eventually. Sure, you're a champ now. You've officially put yourself into the record books and everyone will now know that you've been here.
He straightened up and took a step back.
PJ Black: But that's it. Nothing else will come out of this company for you Noam. I know surprises can happen, but I've been here long enough. I've seen countless superstars come into this company and do just what you've done. Portrayed the same comedic roll that you and Tyler have seen using. And do you know what has happened to all of them? They're gone. They're done. Their welcome got worn out and people go bored with them. And when they got bored, they stopped caring what happened to them. Which I see if you future Noam.
Black put his hand on his chest as he continued.
PJ Black: Believe me, I hope that I'm wrong. I hope that maybe you and Tyler can last the long run. This company need fresh young talent in this company, but take it from a man that has been where you are right now. Unless you do something to make yourself known, you're always going to stuck in the middle of the card. You're going to be the break in between the commercials where the viewers at home either grab a snack, smoke a cigarette, or take a shit. It's a hard truth to take in, but the sooner you realize this Noam, the better off in this company you'll be. Do you want to be stuck being one of the biggest jokes since Matt Sydal? Because that's the path that you're on. That's the path that you're going to remain on because tonight, it's not going to be like a month ago. You're not going to get lucky. You're not going to walk out with another win against me. You're not going to stand a chance tonight. Just like Tommaso last week, this week, I'm going to run through you with ease. I'm going to go onto the next victim. I'm going to keep repeating the process until the EBWF World Championship is back around my waist and the EBWF can continue to rise to new heights with PJ Black at the helm.
Black tossed the microphone at Christy's feet as "Sick Of It" blasted back onto the sound system. Black exited the ring and walked back to the back.