Post by Biggs on Aug 28, 2006 15:39:36 GMT -5
Ultimate Showdown. It was a huge event that had many surprises. Torture managed to defeat Logan and retain his WCF Championship. Jack of Blades defeated Creeping Death to become the new WCF Hardcore Champion. To add to the highlights of the spectacular event, the WCF Tag Titles and the WCF Television Title changed hands, as well.
Speaking of which, JackHammer and Chino, members of Devastation Inc., are the members that defeated the champions and became the new WCF Tag Team Champions! I've been friends with them in the past, but right now, I'm ready to rip their nuts off and shove them down their throats. You see, those two and the rest of Devastation Inc. knew that I had the ability to easily defeat such a lousy competitor like Drake Kencedro. That's the reason they decided to get involved in my match. They knew, at the midpoint of the match, I had it won. However, they had to pull Honey Valentine into the situation to distract me. I must say it was a decent idea, Devastation Inc., but the plan failed. I still defeated Drake Kencedro, I managed to get Honey Valentine back, and I managed to get a match signed because of your interference.
You see, a man of my caliber in a company this small can push his weight around. It makes the whole thing a lot easier when I'm a member of Team of Treachery which is one of the most powerful stables in this company's history. Moving onward, I've managed to talk the WCF Management into signing a match at Slam. That match is going to be spectacular. It's going to be entertaining. Better yet, it's going to be a match where Treachery will stand victorious! My partner, Ace Resoland, and myself are going to be taking on two other tag teams. The winner of this match will move onward to the next Pay-Per-View to wrestle the Devastation Inc. for the titles. Easy match? I think so. We're going to be facing The Brotherhood and the team of Conrad Howell and Chad Allen! Ace and I are going to easily win this match and we're going to move forward to the Pay-Per-View where we will walk out with the WCF Tag Team Titles!
Ultimate Showdown has recently just been completed. It was an exciting event, but it also came with some sacrifices. We are in the medical room in the backstage area where JJ Biggs, fresh off his victory against Drake Kencedro, is being examined my the WCF medical director. It's obvious from the expression of JJ Biggs' face that he's completely exhausted after his match. He has multiple bandages on different parts of his anatomy to attempt to fix the physical damage that he withstood in the match. The medical director finishes his routine of examinations and he begins to place his tools back in their cases as he speaks.
Medical Director: You're going to be in pain over the next couple of days because of the vast amount of injuries. You may feel a couple migraines over the next couple of days, as well. From my examinations, you have a minor concussion. I would suggest taking a break from your regular training procedures over the next couple of days to allow your body to heal so you'll be close to one hundred percent during your match at Slam.
JJ Biggs: Doc, it's just a couple of scratches and bruises, man. It hurts, of course, but I've had worse and it's not going to prevent my training at all. I'm focused on moving back to the top of this company. I need to be in the best shape of my career to accomplish that and sitting around isn't going to help me get where I want to be.
Medical Director: Fine. I was just doing my job, JJ. If you don't take time off for your injuries to heal, you could make them worse. All the same, if you don't prevent yourself from taking any blows to the head, you could further worsen your concussion which is going to cost you a few weeks in the wrestling ring.
JJ Biggs: Like I said, I've been through worse, Doc. It's not like I'm going to be taking any head shots during my training, so my concussion can begin to heal this week. Besides, I'm a fast healer, I should be on the road to immediate recovery by tomorrow.
Medical Director: Or, you could wake up tomorrow morning with a blistering migraine; body stiffness, and a shooting pain that feels as if it's starting at the top of your head and going all the way down to your toes. But, do as you please. You must know more than I do.
The medical director finishes packing away his supplies and he storms out of the room. JJ shakes his head in disgust as he can't believe the doctor would get so worked up about the situation. JJ knows his body better than anybody else, so it makes more sense for him to make the call, anyway. Moments later, Honey Valentine walks into the medical room. She's holding a cup of water in her right hand and she extends it in the direction of JJ.
Honey Valentine: Here, I thought you may be thirsty.
JJ Biggs: Thanks.
JJ takes the water from Honey Valentine and he takes a drink from the cup. She hops up on the table to the left of JJ Biggs and she looks over at him as he takes another drink of the water.
Honey Valentine: I'm happy you got the victory tonight, JJ. I knew you could beat Drake, I just knew it.
JJ Biggs: Yep. Are you all right?
Honey Valentine: Yeah, I'm fine. I just was a little scared when Devastation Inc. grabbed me.
JJ Biggs: Don't worry, I'm going to get them for getting involved in my match and for placing their hands on you.
Honey smiles and JJ smiles back at her. He takes a drink from his cup and he finishes it off. He smashes it in his hand and he throws it across the small room and it lands in the trash can.
Honey Valentine: Nice shot.
JJ Biggs: Thanks.
Honey Valentine: Are you feeling all right?
JJ Biggs: Yeah, I'm fine. I just have a couple of minor injuries. I'll be more than ready when Slam rolls around. I'm just happy I finally got a victory under my belt. I'm thinking this is when I'm going to turn it around because I've been doing nothing the past couple of weeks.
Honey Valentine: Indeed. Well, I'm going to go out to the parking garage and I'm going to start the car. I'll pull it up to the doors.
JJ Biggs: All right, I'll be out in a few minutes. I just have to run to the bathroom real fast.
Honey Valentine: Okay.
Honey hops down off the table and she kisses JJ Biggs on the cheek. She giggles as she walks out of the room and she disappears down the corridor. After a few moments passes by, JJ gets down off the table and he walks out of the room, as well. He slowly begins to walk down the corridor on the way to the bathrooms. Suddenly, he becomes very dizzy. He begins to stumble and he bounces off the walls as he continues to manage his way down the hallway. By the time he arrives at the bathroom, the walls and everything is spinning very, very fast. He manages to push the door open and he stumbles into the bathroom. Before he can reach the sink, he collapses onto the floor and he crawls his way over to the sink.
JJ Biggs: What the hell is happening...
He grabs onto the sink and he uses it to pull himself up so that he's resting on his knees. He turns on the cold water and he struggles to balance himself there as he attempts to cup his hands under the running water. Getting as much in his hands as he can, he splashes the water onto his face trying to stop the walls from spinning. He continues to do that for a few minutes and eventually it works. He remains on his knees, leaning on the sink, and breathing quickly as he tries to figure out what just happened.
JJ Biggs: My concussion must be worse than the doctor though...
JJ uses the sink to pull himself up to his feet. Once he's standing upright, he looks into the mirror hanging above the sink. However, instead of his reflection, Satan is looking back at him through the mirror.
Satan: Hello, hello. Welcome to the burning gates of Hell, Biggs. Hahahahahaha!
JJ stumbles backwards and he lands hard on the bathroom wall. He is breathing quicker and heavier than he was earlier as his eyes are wide open. He doesn't remain there long, though, as he looks down at his feet and notices a pile of snakes sitting there. He looks at the rest of the bathroom floor and there must be a hundred snakes! He panics and he runs out of the bathroom and he charges down the hallway. He doesn't get far, though, as he becomes dizzy, again. He doesn't stop running in time, so he can't do anything as he stumbles to the ground. Honey Valentine opens the doors of the arena.
Honey Valentine: Are you comi--. Oh my God! Are you all right?
Honey runs over to JJ who's lying on his back. She kneels down by his side and she doesn't know what to do. He's shaking and she's panicking, so she does the best thing that she can do.
Honey Valentine: Help! Somebody, anybody help! Please!
Everyone has left the arena, though. Honey Valentine doesn't know what to do, but thankfully, JJ stops shaking and he manages to peer up at Honey Valentine.
JJ Biggs: I, I don't know what's happening..
Honey Valentine: Sh, sh. You're going to be all right, JJ.
Honey grabs JJ's head and she cradles it against her chest. She slowly rocks back and forth. JJ's is sweating profusely and it's just a fucked up situation...[/b]
Speaking of which, JackHammer and Chino, members of Devastation Inc., are the members that defeated the champions and became the new WCF Tag Team Champions! I've been friends with them in the past, but right now, I'm ready to rip their nuts off and shove them down their throats. You see, those two and the rest of Devastation Inc. knew that I had the ability to easily defeat such a lousy competitor like Drake Kencedro. That's the reason they decided to get involved in my match. They knew, at the midpoint of the match, I had it won. However, they had to pull Honey Valentine into the situation to distract me. I must say it was a decent idea, Devastation Inc., but the plan failed. I still defeated Drake Kencedro, I managed to get Honey Valentine back, and I managed to get a match signed because of your interference.
You see, a man of my caliber in a company this small can push his weight around. It makes the whole thing a lot easier when I'm a member of Team of Treachery which is one of the most powerful stables in this company's history. Moving onward, I've managed to talk the WCF Management into signing a match at Slam. That match is going to be spectacular. It's going to be entertaining. Better yet, it's going to be a match where Treachery will stand victorious! My partner, Ace Resoland, and myself are going to be taking on two other tag teams. The winner of this match will move onward to the next Pay-Per-View to wrestle the Devastation Inc. for the titles. Easy match? I think so. We're going to be facing The Brotherhood and the team of Conrad Howell and Chad Allen! Ace and I are going to easily win this match and we're going to move forward to the Pay-Per-View where we will walk out with the WCF Tag Team Titles!
Ultimate Showdown has recently just been completed. It was an exciting event, but it also came with some sacrifices. We are in the medical room in the backstage area where JJ Biggs, fresh off his victory against Drake Kencedro, is being examined my the WCF medical director. It's obvious from the expression of JJ Biggs' face that he's completely exhausted after his match. He has multiple bandages on different parts of his anatomy to attempt to fix the physical damage that he withstood in the match. The medical director finishes his routine of examinations and he begins to place his tools back in their cases as he speaks.
Medical Director: You're going to be in pain over the next couple of days because of the vast amount of injuries. You may feel a couple migraines over the next couple of days, as well. From my examinations, you have a minor concussion. I would suggest taking a break from your regular training procedures over the next couple of days to allow your body to heal so you'll be close to one hundred percent during your match at Slam.
JJ Biggs: Doc, it's just a couple of scratches and bruises, man. It hurts, of course, but I've had worse and it's not going to prevent my training at all. I'm focused on moving back to the top of this company. I need to be in the best shape of my career to accomplish that and sitting around isn't going to help me get where I want to be.
Medical Director: Fine. I was just doing my job, JJ. If you don't take time off for your injuries to heal, you could make them worse. All the same, if you don't prevent yourself from taking any blows to the head, you could further worsen your concussion which is going to cost you a few weeks in the wrestling ring.
JJ Biggs: Like I said, I've been through worse, Doc. It's not like I'm going to be taking any head shots during my training, so my concussion can begin to heal this week. Besides, I'm a fast healer, I should be on the road to immediate recovery by tomorrow.
Medical Director: Or, you could wake up tomorrow morning with a blistering migraine; body stiffness, and a shooting pain that feels as if it's starting at the top of your head and going all the way down to your toes. But, do as you please. You must know more than I do.
The medical director finishes packing away his supplies and he storms out of the room. JJ shakes his head in disgust as he can't believe the doctor would get so worked up about the situation. JJ knows his body better than anybody else, so it makes more sense for him to make the call, anyway. Moments later, Honey Valentine walks into the medical room. She's holding a cup of water in her right hand and she extends it in the direction of JJ.
Honey Valentine: Here, I thought you may be thirsty.
JJ Biggs: Thanks.
JJ takes the water from Honey Valentine and he takes a drink from the cup. She hops up on the table to the left of JJ Biggs and she looks over at him as he takes another drink of the water.
Honey Valentine: I'm happy you got the victory tonight, JJ. I knew you could beat Drake, I just knew it.
JJ Biggs: Yep. Are you all right?
Honey Valentine: Yeah, I'm fine. I just was a little scared when Devastation Inc. grabbed me.
JJ Biggs: Don't worry, I'm going to get them for getting involved in my match and for placing their hands on you.
Honey smiles and JJ smiles back at her. He takes a drink from his cup and he finishes it off. He smashes it in his hand and he throws it across the small room and it lands in the trash can.
Honey Valentine: Nice shot.
JJ Biggs: Thanks.
Honey Valentine: Are you feeling all right?
JJ Biggs: Yeah, I'm fine. I just have a couple of minor injuries. I'll be more than ready when Slam rolls around. I'm just happy I finally got a victory under my belt. I'm thinking this is when I'm going to turn it around because I've been doing nothing the past couple of weeks.
Honey Valentine: Indeed. Well, I'm going to go out to the parking garage and I'm going to start the car. I'll pull it up to the doors.
JJ Biggs: All right, I'll be out in a few minutes. I just have to run to the bathroom real fast.
Honey Valentine: Okay.
Honey hops down off the table and she kisses JJ Biggs on the cheek. She giggles as she walks out of the room and she disappears down the corridor. After a few moments passes by, JJ gets down off the table and he walks out of the room, as well. He slowly begins to walk down the corridor on the way to the bathrooms. Suddenly, he becomes very dizzy. He begins to stumble and he bounces off the walls as he continues to manage his way down the hallway. By the time he arrives at the bathroom, the walls and everything is spinning very, very fast. He manages to push the door open and he stumbles into the bathroom. Before he can reach the sink, he collapses onto the floor and he crawls his way over to the sink.
JJ Biggs: What the hell is happening...
He grabs onto the sink and he uses it to pull himself up so that he's resting on his knees. He turns on the cold water and he struggles to balance himself there as he attempts to cup his hands under the running water. Getting as much in his hands as he can, he splashes the water onto his face trying to stop the walls from spinning. He continues to do that for a few minutes and eventually it works. He remains on his knees, leaning on the sink, and breathing quickly as he tries to figure out what just happened.
JJ Biggs: My concussion must be worse than the doctor though...
JJ uses the sink to pull himself up to his feet. Once he's standing upright, he looks into the mirror hanging above the sink. However, instead of his reflection, Satan is looking back at him through the mirror.
Satan: Hello, hello. Welcome to the burning gates of Hell, Biggs. Hahahahahaha!
JJ stumbles backwards and he lands hard on the bathroom wall. He is breathing quicker and heavier than he was earlier as his eyes are wide open. He doesn't remain there long, though, as he looks down at his feet and notices a pile of snakes sitting there. He looks at the rest of the bathroom floor and there must be a hundred snakes! He panics and he runs out of the bathroom and he charges down the hallway. He doesn't get far, though, as he becomes dizzy, again. He doesn't stop running in time, so he can't do anything as he stumbles to the ground. Honey Valentine opens the doors of the arena.
Honey Valentine: Are you comi--. Oh my God! Are you all right?
Honey runs over to JJ who's lying on his back. She kneels down by his side and she doesn't know what to do. He's shaking and she's panicking, so she does the best thing that she can do.
Honey Valentine: Help! Somebody, anybody help! Please!
Everyone has left the arena, though. Honey Valentine doesn't know what to do, but thankfully, JJ stops shaking and he manages to peer up at Honey Valentine.
JJ Biggs: I, I don't know what's happening..
Honey Valentine: Sh, sh. You're going to be all right, JJ.
Honey grabs JJ's head and she cradles it against her chest. She slowly rocks back and forth. JJ's is sweating profusely and it's just a fucked up situation...[/b]
