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| Justin Justice VS Kronik; Overdrive 12, June 18 2013 | |
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OVERDRIVE 12 Live June 18th From the US Airways Center, Phoenix Arizona RP DEADLINE Tuesday June 11th 11:59pm Central time Justin Justice Versus Kronik Justin is coming off a win at Slammed On Memorial Day against RDS and he is looking to keep it going. This week he faces Kronik, who is in his first singles match in SCW but is smarting from a loss to Feral Destruction for the SCW tag titles. Will Justin keep things going in his favor? Or will Kronik use his anger from losing the tag titles and take out Justin? RP FIRST DEADLINE: Monday June 10th at 1159pm Central Time RP SECOND DEADLINE: Tuesday June 11th at 1159pm Central Time SEGMENTS WELCOMED!!! |
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|Enter the Kronik|- A few days have been removed since Kronik competed in his first ever tag team tournament. Even though he and his brother Priest came within an eye lash of becoming the first ever SCW Tag Team Champions, he has been reveling for this moment. The chance for redemption was set. But at Slammed on Memorial Day, Ferel Destruction sent all that hard work to the woodshed. Even though Priest was the one who was pinned, Kronik felt robbed. Yet he has no one to blame but himself for not being able to help his brother out. Angry and enraged, he walks down the halls to the backstage area where it is chaotic. After every show, the SCW staff posts the card for the next show. As Kronik stands behind a couple of superstars, they turn and instantly move away. Even though that Kronik is still relatively young in this business, his talent has gotten him to be a solid mid card performer. Looking at the list, Kronik smirks as he looks at the name who is scheduled to face him at Overdrive 12. As he looks at the name, he is somewhat confused because as far as he knows neither he or his brother Priest has any beef with the man. With the other superstars piling in behind him, he is forced out the lline as he same smirk on his face remains. Walking away angrily, Kronik is angry, but at the same time he is happy. As he goes to his locker room, he knows he has a chance to show the world why he is the future of this business. And what better way to get respect than to beat the very man who beat RDS the week before? It has legend status written all over it. Although Kronik really wanted to win the tag team gold from Ferel Destruction, this was an opportunity to prove why he should be as feared as his brother Priest is. Entering his locker room, Kronik still has a smirk on his face, as he waits for his brother Priest to return from his match against Jessica Wallace. Priest: Why the hell are you so happy? Kronik: We were so close to winning the tag team titles from Ferel Destruction bro. We took their punk asses to limit but we came up short. But it's ok, I'll get over it. Because at the next Overdrive I face Justin Justice in my first singles match in years. Raising an eyebrow, Priest puts his newly won Alternative Championship on the bench. Even though Priest is feeling really good, he knows that this is a chance for his brother to break into the big leagues. So rather than cutting him off, he allows Kronik to continue talking. Kronik: For months, him as his crew has been talking a lot of shit about how they're the big dogs that run this place now. Now I get a chance to prove that they're not the only big dogs that run this yard. Nodding, Priest is still elated over his victory that he forgets what he's going to say. Kronik: What the hell is wrong with you? I thought you would be happy for me. Priest: I am. I'm just elated over my victory against Jessica Wallace. I haven't won gold in a long time and it feels good. Acknowledging his brother, Kronik puts out his fist and Priest returns it. Kronik: You beat her ass good bro. Now that you hold the championship, it'll be a long time before she ever sees it again. Priest: You got that right, bro. Ever since the MCW screwed me over, I didn't think I wouldn't ever get my edge back. Kronik: I know bro, but now it's my time to show the world why I'm the future of this business. You are reborn and my career is just beginning. Shrugging his shoulders, Priest just smiles in return. As he begins to walk towards his locker room door, he stops, looking back at his brother who is fired up about this opportunity. Priest: You're right, bro. This is your chance to shine. You've got an opportunity to break into singles competition. Use what I've taught you and use it to launch your career to the next level. Kronik: I will bro. No one is going to take this moment away from me, no one. Thanks for your help man. Priest: No worries, bro. I know you'll have no problem taking care of Justice. Anyway, I need to take care of a couple things before I take a shower. So I'll see you later. Nodding, Priest walks out of the room leaving Kronik to contemplate about his match some more. As elated as he is, anger still remains in his mind as he knows Justin Justice has no idea what he's in for. _______________________________ The scene reopens in a gym in Victoria, Texas as Kronik trains for his uupcoming match against Justin Justin Justice. Working with a sparring partner, his trainer is barking orders as Kronik executes move after move. Trainer: Elbow tie up, side headlock, tackle, school boy. As both people nod their heads, they immediately lock up. Getting his sparring partner in a side headlock, Kronik launches him to the ropes and delivers a picture perfect body tackle. As his sparring partner gets up, Kronik quickly applies the school boy much to the delight of his trainer. Trainer: That's the way to hit it, Kronik. For the second sequence, I want you to do the same scenario but this time I'm adding in a leap frog after the lock up and a hip toss afterwards. Got it? Nodding his head, the two quickly get into another elbow tie up. Getting his sparring partner into a side headlock, he launches him to the ropes and as he comes back he does a picture perfect leap frog. Getting into another lock up, Kronik quickly delivers a hip toss. As his sparring partner gets up, Kronik quickly delivers a side headlock followed by school boy. "That's the way to hit it, good job son." Taking a breather, Kronik's trainer figures out what they're going to do. After a brief moment, Kronik's trainer turns his head to the big man. "How big is this cat that you're facing at Overdrive, son?" "He's about 230lbs, I think." "Does he have any flashy moves?" "More like impressive moves of stupidity." As the trainer laughs, he turns back to his associates and about a second later, he turns back to Kronik. "For this sequence, you're going to perform your signature moves, with one exception. You have to perform a move from the top rope." Smirking the lock up for a third time. Kronik immediately delivers his signature sidewalk slam. Bouncing off the ropes, Kronik delivers a leg drop over his sparring partners leg. Waiting for his partner to stand up, Kronik sets him up for his chokeslam. As his sparring partner turns around, Kronik grabs his throats and lifting him up with ease, he delivers it with authority. As his sparring partner struggles to get on his feet, Kronik quickly scales the top rope. Waiting patiently, Kronik waits for him to turn around before delivering a flying clothesline sending him back down to canvas. "Time! You're on fire boy. When you face Justin Justice, he won't know what hit him." Tossing Kronik a water bottle, the trainers converse for a moment before turning to the big man again. "Ok big man, for the last sequence, I want you to perform a slam, running big boot, whip to the corner and finish it with a shoulder tackle. Got it?" Nodding his head, the two lock up again and as Kronik gets his sparring partner in a side headlock, Kronik quickly delivers a body slam. As his sparring partner sits up, Kronik quickly bounces off the ropes and delivers a big boot. Picking him up, Kronik irish whips to the corner and before his sparring partner can breathe, Kronik follows it up with a shoulder tackle. "Time! You're gonna do good in your first singles match in three years. You have the business in your blood and now it's time to show the world what you can do." Grabbing a nearby towel, Kronik converses with his trainer partner as the trainers step out of the ring. The scene ends as Kronik heads to the showers. ________________________________ You know it's been a long time since I've been in singles competition. My very first federation, I took it by storm and showcased my talents to its utmost. As hardcore as the promotion was, I brought power and finnesse to its roster. I took on the most brutal wrestlers you can ever face in a wrestling ring. They used everything from barbed wired baseball bats to flaming tables wrapped in barbed wire sprinkled with thumb tacks. So you could say, I know "hardcore." However, after four years with the company, I held their World Championship on two seperate occassions. I had some of the most epic battles that any rookie could only dream of. I even got the honor being in that company's hall of fame. As a rookie, that's a very high honor considering I wasn't even a veteran yet. But like everything in life, the highs of a streak always ends. The fifth year I was in the company, it went belly up and just like that I was without a job. So rather than put myself in the market I retired still in my prime. But I still worked on my craft religiously. For like they say, in order to be the best in this buisness, you have to be a student of the game. So that's exactly what I did. I pushed past my physical limits and made myself into the ultimate athlete. Power, strength, speed, with agility included. Attributes that only very few men and women attain in their careers. But if you have the buisness in your blood like I do, then it's easy. It was no cake walk, I'll tell you that much. I went through hell and back again and I'd do it again if I had to. So there I am sitting at home when all of a sudden I get a phone call from my brother Priest. He told me that the wrestling world had become a shadow of what it used to be. I'm thinking, what the hell? Are guys not willing to work their way up the ranks anymore? Well my brother said all anyone cares about is how much status they have or how many titles they've won. So my brother was pitching about forming this super group and asked me if I could help him out. I didn't even think twice about it. I packed my shit up and met up with him and just like that I was part of the SCW. Right off the bat, we started kicking ass. Me and my brother we put in a tag tournament and in the first round we knocked off the Walking Dead. In the second round we knocked off the Tendonin Exchange, a match where Jessica Wallace turned on her own husband. We were riding on a streak of wins until we met Ferel Destruction in the finals. Just like that they got lucky and became the first SCW Tag Team Champions. After all that, i was expecting a rematch with Ferel Destruction, but instead i get Justin Justice. Justin Justice? Are you fucking shitting me? The kid has no business being in the ring with yet the front office deems him worthy. I've been watching you Justice and quite frankly you don't impress me one bit. You claim to be a the next big thing, but since you've been in the SCW you've proven nothing. You've been given opportunity after opportunity, yet you can't cash in on them yet. Your little group, the NWO is it? I don't even know what kind of message you're sending. One person wants to save the SCW, yet one person wants to destroy it. Let's face it Justin. You're a hit and miss. Even though you're part of a faction, you're nowhere in the league of the Society of Destruction nor or you in same league as a man of my calibur. So here's how it's going to go. We're going to fight and I'm going to make an example out of you. You may have been great in your other promotion but in SCW you're nothing. I wil expose you for you truly are. After we face off the only claim to fame is that you lost to me. See you soon boy. |
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| Excellence Personified | Jun 9 2013, 11:30:13 PM Post #3 |
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Reliving The Past Off Camera We see Justin walking through downtown Terceira, wearing his usual suit and sunglasses. Its a beautiful day, the sun is shining, the sky is blue and there are only a few clouds up in the sky. We can see Justin slightly sweating during the hot Terceira summer. Some footsteps are heard as Justin turns around to look into the eyes of one of the people who put him in the hospital. Justin glares at the man, all the thoughts of what he had to go through rise to the surface as today...it starts! He'll finally be able to take down the entire gang one...by one!! ???: So, you managed to survive the beating we gave you eh? Now we hear that your going to come after us, and take us down? Listen Justin...justice failed you! What makes you think that if you take it into your own hands that you'll get off scott free? Justin smiles, he then rubs his goatee in a mock thinking way before laughing softly. Justice: You idiots just don't get it do you? You beat me within an inch of death, hell I was even pronounced dead on arrival!! Yet what you assholes didn't know about me is that I'm a fighter!! I come back, and I don't get even...oh no you guys are mistaken! If someone wrongs me I give them it all back...DOUBLE!! Its the man's turn to smile, he might have a trick up his sleeve, as he pulls out the same bat he used on Justin before. Justin eyes the bat, as a sadistic smile slides across his face. ???: Do you really think that... Justice: SHUT UP!! I'm not finished yet! As for what you said about justice not favoring me...I can honestly say that in a world where there are a lot of crooked cops, crooked attorneys and basically shady people...I'm expecting them to try to fuck me over!! However...I'll be damned if I'm going to let punks like you get away with attempted murder!! So kid...if your going to fight, I suggest you...bring it!! The man runs at Justin swinging the bat, only for Justin to quickly duck under it and kick him hard in the kneecap, bringing him down to one leg. Justice: Ooh hurts doesn't it? I'm betting that knee is going to give you a tough time in this...fight if thats what you want to call it! Because the way I see it...this is going to be...a massacre!! Justin grabs the man's arm and quickly brings his arm down on the man's elbow joint effectively breaking his arm. The man cries out in pain as he attempts to crawl away, only for Justin to pick him up, and throw him into the nearest building. Justin then grabs the man's head and launches him headfirst into the building as the man slides down slowly. Justice: Aw whats wrong? You aren't as tough as you were in the ally! Wait a minute, maybe it was because being with the rest of them made you feel tougher...is that it kid? The man stands up, glaring at Justin as he tries to punch him, only for Justin to sidestep the punch and bring a knee up into his gut doubling him over. Justin then grabs him, lifts him up in a powerbomb position and throws him against the brick wall of the building. The man's head smashes into the wall, causing a smear of blood to crawl down the wall as the man slides down in a crumpled heap. Justin turns to walk away but comes back and kneels down in front of the man. Justice: Oh one more thing pal... Justin stands up again and hits a sick swinging kick to the man's temple, knocking him out cold. Justin laughs a sadistic laugh, before he runs his hand along the wall. Justin then smears some of the blood over his face as a reminder of who he took down, 1 down...but the battle isn't over yet. Justin then spits on the man, before leaning over and placing a card on his chest. The card is then opened as we can see it reads "Justice...has been served!!" Justice: TELL YOUR BUDDIES...I'M BACK OUT!! TELL THEM!! IF THEY WANT ME...COME GET ME BECAUSE I'M GOING TO TAKE DOWN ALL OF YOU FUCKERS!!! Justin then reaches down and picks up the bat before walking off, wondering where the other gang members will be, and if they'll be brave enough...or stupid enough as it were, to take him on one on one. Scene 2 The Promo Fade in to the United Centre as the camera pans around, taking in the empty rows of seats before panning to the surface of the ice, coming to a stop at center ice where we see Justin Justice standing there in a Chicago Blackhawks jersey. The camera zooms in, as Justin turns around as we can see the jersey more clearly. "Chelios" is the name on the back, along with the number 24. Justin then turns back around, a cocky smirk on his face. Justice: Well, well once again I'm gearing up for a match in SCW! My first match back from the injury I suffered I beat Rage. This time they're putting me up against Kronik, a man who I haven't crossed paths with before. I'm actually anxious for this match because we're new to eachother. Justin looks along the ice and takes in the surface, he clears his throat as soft footsteps are heard. Justin looks over to see SCW's newest employee Miss Jade, walking towards him with a cup of water in her hand. She hands the cup to Justin as he smiles at her, before taking the cup and drinking it down. Justice: Which is actually like the LA Kings and the Chicago Blackhawks if you will, neither team has seen eachother much in the Playoffs, however that doesn't stop them! Right now the series is 3-1 Chicago, coming back here for Game 5. Much like the Playoffs, I'm going into a match against an unknown opponent. I will say I've seen a bit of him to garner an opinion of his work. Justin smiles cockily, as Miss Jade looks at him with an admirable look. Justin notices but shrugs it off, he's not going to let pleasure get before work. Justice: I've followed you Kronik, you were lucky to make it as far as you did in the tag team tournament. Had you faced, my nWo you wouldn't even have made it out of the first round! Your team got by on beating the tar out of people, while nWo got by on sheer talent!! Simply put, we were better than the competition! However due to unforseen circumstances the nWo has broken up. Justin's smile grows even more, as he's had enough of people thinking that the only reason Justice got as far as he did was he's always had people to watch his back excuse. Justice: I'm actually happy that I'm all on my own again, it gives me a chance to prove everyone wrong, everyone that ever doubted me, everyone that ever said I wasn't all that good because I had backup. Its funny really, a lot of those same people have seen my older work, when it was just ME by myself, I dominated my way to the top! To those people all I have to say is this...if I've always needed protection, if I'm not that good, how have I held gold everywhere I've ever been?! How am I currently holding the CECW Canadian Championship? You surely don't do those while in a team! Justin laughs as he walks away from center ice, coming to a seat in the penalty box. Reliving the spot at where he's held so many 5 star matches. Justice: There's actually a match that I'm heading into in CECW, a match that I've made famous, a match...that I've dominated!! I've actually been trying to bring it into SCW, but no one here has had the balls to accept it! So after I get done with you Kronik, I'm issueing an open challenge...for someone to face me, in MY match!! However, I digress...lets get back to you shall we Kronik? Justin laughs before walking out of the penalty box, this time he walks off the ice, heading into the stands and sits down in the front row. Justice: Kronik, our match will be hell, I believe that both of us will be taken to Hell and back...however as you know, there can only be one person walking out with his hand raised in victory! Sadly for you...that man will be me! You see Kronik, I can wrestle any style, while you...are an average wrestler, stuck using the same damn style for every opponent! Your style in itself is...mediocre! Meanwhile I am a thoroughbred!! I've been through horrors both in my life, and in this ring that will make a man's blood run cold!! I can adapt to any style Kronik, I have made people tap out, pass out, hell I've even knocked out people! How does that make you feel Kronik? How does it make you feel to know that not only are you a mediocre wrestler, but that when it comes down to the pressure situations, you often hide. I thrive on the pressure Kronik! I live for the nature of the beast! Justin laughs, as he starts pounding on his chest, psyching himself up, as his theme plays over the PA. Justice: I wonder Kronik, have you ever felt the pain of hanging on your your last breath? Have you ever felt your air being constricted out of you with each passing second? If you haven't mark my words when I say you will come our match! And Kronik...come our match, when I lock in the submissions, you won't have any hope to get out because I am a technical messiah, I can change from hold to hold just as the person starts to fight out of it! Not only that Kronik but as soon as you feel your air being cut off, your mind only registers two thoughts, panic, or fight. I've locked submissions on plenty of times, so I can actually say that the thought I've seen often, is panicking. I'm excited to add yet another name to my list of victims Kronik, make no mistake when I say that our match will be a war! Come our match Kronik, when the smoke clears, there will be one of two options that you will have chosen, those options will be to tap out...or to pass out. Justin cockily shrugs his shoulders before standing up and gesturing Miss Jade to come over to him. Justice: You see it really makes no difference to me, which it is, I'll enjoy cutting off your air supply just as much as I would you tapping out like the little bitch that you are!! Kronik all I can say is you best be prepared...FOR WAAAAAR!!! Justin throws his long blonde hair over his shoulder, before grabbing Miss Jade, he lowers her slightly as he leans down to kiss her before the scene fades to black. The camera fades back in as we see Justin Justice getting out of bed, the camera pans slightly over to show Miss Jade in the bed. Miss Jade sits up, pulling the covers up with her, but not before the cameras get a view of her body. Justin looks back to her and smiles at her, as she smiles warmly back. Justin then looks back into the camera, a look of purest intensity in his eyes. Justice: Hang on baby, don't worry this won't take long. About fucking time Kronik, and here I thought that you wouldn't speak up! Here I thought that you didn't have the balls to speak up about me, or our match. Although I'm not surprised at what you said, because as usual, like so much of my past opponents you've seemed to miss everything about me... Justin looks back at Miss Jade, smirking his familiar cocky smirk. She looks at him with a look of deepest lust, however he snaps his attention back to the camera. Justice: Well Kronik I guess its time for me to set you straight, so without further ado...listen close kid! You think I have no business being in the ring? If you've been watching me as you say you have been, then you'd remember that in a promotion known as UCW, me and my brother Drew Righteous, under the name of Righteous Justice, won the vacant tag team titles and refresh my memory but...didn't we go on to retire those titles? Oh wait...we did!! When you can retire championships Kronik THEN come and talk to me! You see Kronik I've been in this business since I was 18, I'm 23 now...thats 5 years! What have I accomplished in those 5 years? Lets see shall we? In 5 years alone I've held 30 championships, all over the world, most of those having come from my rookie and sophmore years!! I am no stranger to gold Kronik, while you merely want gold, I love having that gold and I will go into every title match like my life depended on it, because as far as i'm concerned...it is!! Justin makes the title belt signal around his waist, all while smiling his cocky smirk. Justin throws his long blonde hair behind his shoulder before going on. Justice: Now after I beat you Kronik, I'm looking forward to taking a chink out of the Society Of Destruction's armor and taking that championship belt off of Priest's waist! I'm not even scared about your Society getting involved in my quest for that belt, because while I don't have my nWo anymore...I do have friends who will be glad to help me out! If for some reason those friends aren't able to make it? Than I have a great equalizer right here! Justin walks over to the bed and grabs something from the bedside, he walks over to it and holds it up, revealing a black bat. Justice: Yes this is the same black bat I took from one of my assailants, I'm begging for your Society to get involved in this match, because well...I've been looking for an opportunity to bust some heads!! When we set foot in that ring Kronik, I'm going to prove to you, and everyone else that in fact its not me who shouldn't be in the ring with you...but the other way around! In fact its you who shouldn't be in the ring with me!! Nevermind that because you wouldn't even be fit to lace my boots! What all of you fail to realize is that I am a living legend! I have taken advantage of every opportunity I've ever been given, which here in SCW I haven't been given a single one!! No here in SCW, they don't want to give me a damn thing because they fear what I'd do with it! Justin softly laughs, a cold, dark laugh as some of his blonde hair falls over his face, making him look slightly deranged. Justice: As they should, because they know that I am on a whole other level compared to the rest of these people here in SCW! I've turned back challenger after challenger, opponent after opponent and soon enough, they will have to see the light and give me what I rightfully deserve...an opportunity to climb the ranks...an opportunity to leave this scum behind!! A chance...to work myself into a higher tax bracket! However what they fail to realize is that my patience is wearing thin, I'm going to use you as an example of just how thin my patience is wearing Kronik, come our match...you will see all my pent up fury...come our match you...WILL BE PUT THROUGH HELL!! Run if you can...SURVIVE...IF I LET YOU!!! 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Standing in a darkened room, Kronik smiles maniacally as he just heard about Justin Justice's response to his promo. Pausing for a moment, Kronik gets in a relaxed position before speaking. Kronik: So Justice, you've finally come out of the woodshed have you? I find it amusing how you try to act like a tough guy when your back is against the wall. The fact is boy, no matter how good you are in other places, it don't escape the fact that you're nothing in the SCW. You like to talk about your CECW Canadian Championship? Well you can take that title and shove it up your ass for all I care. You need to focus on the here and now. You say that when the NWO was around you guys were better than everyone else? You guys were constantly fighting among yourselves whenever I saw you. The reason why you guys aren't together anymore is that none of you could agree on what you wanted to accomplish. Sheer talent? Give me a fucking break. You guys were so green I'm surprised you guys didn't injure yourselves while you were in a match. Me and my brother have the business in our blood. We were born to be in the ring, and unlike you, we have the track record to prove it. You say you and your brother had to retire the tag straps in you former fed? Son I was the very last champion in the federation I was in before they went belly up. And guess what? I still have that championship. Matter of fact, I was put in the hall of fame in the very same federation. Can you say you're a hall of famer? Hell no you can't. So just like you, I have room to call myself the best too. However, the type of talent you've faced is nothing compared to the guys I've fought in my career. I was in some of the most brutal street fights known to man and I survived them all. But that was then, Justin. This is now. We're both rookies in the SCW and like it or not, I'm simply better than you. I'm bigger. I'm stronger. I'm faster. Simply put I have all the attributes a normal man would kill for. You're just a talker who thinks having a few flashy moves will get far. Fact is, it won't get you shit, son. At Overdrive, I shut your big mouth and you'll be at your rightful place. The bottom of the barrel. See you at Overdrive son. |
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