The camera fades to Kenji Yamada sitting upright in front of a completely black background. It is completely silent as Kenji stares into the camera with a smile.
"Well, doesn't this look familiar? If you recall, this is the same set up for my debut promo in GCW. It's funny to think how things can come full circle. I'm a changed man. I've gone from a developmental graduate to a hardcore AND united states champion. I've been in all kinds of matches, throwing myself into whatever bizarre stipulation GCW comes up with. I've travelled the world, which was something i always wanted to do but it was here, in my hometown of Tokyo where i realised something. After walking around this beautiful city, after talking for hours to my loving family, I've come to a decision. And it's a huge one...
I have decided to ask for my release from Global Championship Wrestling...
It's a hard choice to make and it's taken me a long time to make it. If you are wondering why, it's a simple answer...i wasn't happy. I would be lying to you if i told you i was totally happy with GCW. I said o was a changed man, but it wasn't necessarily for the better. Recently, especially after my frequent loses to Andrew, who i must apologies greatly to for such a sudden exit, i have been feeling frustrated with myself. I feel as if I'm not ready to be going for such prestigious titles. Another factor in my departure was the overall stress i was feeling. Not only was the constant travel a component of my stress but i felt a sense of duty when it came to entertaining the fans. They expect the best from me and they don't get it at times. I just don't want to let people down anymore. So, i am leaving to sort myself out. But that does not mean that a GCW return is not on the cards in the future. Maybe I will finally feel like I am ready to take on the challenges that GCW can throw at me. But for now, i want to thank everyone in my life who has given me the strength to carry on in GCW: Andrew, Jensen, Daniel, Chiyoko, all of you have been amazing and i hope our paths cross again. But more importantly i want to thank Kidd West. Kidd, we've helped each other through thick and thin, ever since you assumed control of GCW i have been by your side, helping you through the tough times and celebrating with you in good times. We always said we would never leave GCW. I'm sorry my friend, i couldn't last. Goodbye everybody.
with that, Kenji removes his headphones from around his neck and places them on the chair as he stands and leaves, a single tear falling from his eye.
Post by theconspiracy on Sept 7, 2017 13:38:31 GMT
Tampa, FL 21:25 Basement Gym, inside the Nelson Mandela Centre
Sway is hanging upside down from the pull-up bars. He's wearing a weighted vest, while scrolling through his phone.
Sway, without using his hands, pulls himself up. He taps the bar with one hand, and slowly lets himself back down, abdominal flexing all the while.
"He's a big guy too. Bigger than I am... Strong, crafty, a formidable opponent."
Sway grabs the bar, and pulls himself up, releasing the tension and allowing him to unhook his legs. He gently pushes off the bar, and gracefully flips down to the ground.
"Size matters. I suppose. But it's not the only thing that matters."
He unhooks his vest, and chucks it to the ground with a thud.
"I have something, that Mr. Black doesn't."
Sway turns to the camera, and smiles.
Sway backs off, and raises his hands.
"I know, I know, that doesn't seem like it means anything."
Sway slowly walks towards the camera.
"Here's the thing, though. That desire? That undying will to succeed? That means there's no giving up. Lock in that Blacklist, and I assure you, you're breaking my back before I tap out. Blackout Bomb? Try it. Strangle me after like you're known to do. I'm not giving up. This is my first match back, and there is no way in hell, that I am coming back to a loss. You are NOT, putting me on that damn list."
Sway steps back, and calms himself down.
"I'm gonna make this simple. Step One: Headshot Step Two: Ultralight Beam Step Three?"
Sway kisses his fist, raises his hand and puts a finger in the air.
"Before the day I die, I'm gonna Touch The Sky."
Sway smiles, and points to the 'S.A.G.T.' on his shirt.
"'Sway Archer Galaxy Tour'. Next stop?"
"Not the Blacklist."
Tampa, FL 10:56 Darius' Office in the Nelson Mandela Centre
Sway hands his suit jacket off to Laura as he steps into Darius' office. Laura looks at Sway, and laughs sarcastically.
LH: I don't work for you...
She goes to set his jacket down on the back of the chair.
DS: Laura, don't be fucking rude...
Darius looks up from his desk. He's trimmed down his beard, and tied up his hair. He looks much younger than he did before. Sway's eyes widen as he sees Darius.
DS: Put his coat on the rack, ready the presentation, and sit the fuck down.
Laura quickly slides Sway's coat onto a hanger, and fiddles with her iPad a bit, until the screen comes down.
LH: So we devised a plan--
DS: I devised a plan...
Laura stares at Darius, and puts a hand on her hip. She turns back to Sway.
LH: A plan was devised...
She taps the screen and the first slide comes up.
LH: This, is the current GCW roster.
The names are organized into a nice spread sheet.
LH: Now, I'm about to show you your possible alliances. Everyone who likes you, will be highlighted blue, those who don't, red.
She taps the screen again, and all but one of the names goes red.
SA: Whoa, whoa whoa, hold up! Why is everyone against me?
LH: Well one, because of your public affiliation with Darius, before your return. Darius had made a ton of enemies, and therefore, so had you. And two, not everyone...
SA: Who do I have, I can barely read that.
LH: Umm... A man by the name of 'The Trashman'. He doesn't know you exist, so his name isn't blue, or red. It's white.
SA: For fucks sake...
Sway puts his head in his hands.
SA: How am I expected to win the adoration of anyone, when everyone hates me?
LH: Not everyone! And to be honest, everyone likes an underdog story...
Sway turns to Laura and shakes his head.
SA: This is disastrous.
LH: You could net some major points by beating Aaron Black. Lend some legitimacy to you.
SA: Points? Legitimacy? This is wrestling, it isn't politics!
Darius knocks his ring off the table, which makes Laura jump. Sway turns to see Darius pointing at him.
DS: It is now. Everything is politics.
DS: A little lie here, scratch someone's back here, stab someone's back there. All to make those people think you're heaven sent!
Darius walks around the table and puts his hand on Sway's shoulder.
DS: It's almost as if you were running for GCW president. But you're not, of course.
He steps back and raises his arms.
DS: You're running for a chance to be the number one contender to the GCW championship.
SA: It's not a popularity contest.
DS: Number one contendership is. But don't worry about that right now. You have to worry about Aaron Black.
SA: What do you mean don't worry about it now? If you didn't want me to worry about it, why would you set up an entire presentation?
Darius has already turned his back to Sway. He waves a hand.
Post by The John Styles on Sept 9, 2017 6:18:34 GMT
Sunday, September 3, 2017 Auckland, NZ TVNZ Studios
:Scene: TV 1's long running series "Sunday" has set up an interview for the newly crowned GCW World Champion, John Styles.
Presenter: "Welcome back to Sunday, our next story is that of a young man who has taken the world by storm. He followed a dream that people told him he would never achieve, and now he's brought that dream here to New Zealand. This is the story of Professional Wrestler, and new Global Championship Wrestling Heavyweight Champion: John Styles"
The feed cuts to shots of Styles walking around the streets of Auckland.
Narrator: "It's a dream many aspire for, but few achieve, John Styles is one of the few, and now his dream has lead him to New Zealand."
The feed cuts once again, this time to Styles sitting in a chair opposite his interviewer.
John Styles: "Ahh, something very few people know about me, so few that even my Wikipedia is wrong *laughs*, is that I was actually born in New Zealand. My Father is American, but my Mother is a Kiwi...not...the bird. I was born just down the road at North Shore Hospital, I uh, lived here for...about 3 months before my parents decided to move back to LA...my Dad's hometown."
Interviewer: "Wow. It must be quite interesting for you to finally come back to the place where you were born. What's it been like to be back in New Zealand?"
"Oh it's great. This place is so beautiful. We were just in Christchurch last week and I was talking to some people who were there during the Earthquakes and it's amazing how tough those people are, it makes me proud to be from the same country."
"Lets talk about you though, not only do you get to come back to your home country, but you get to do it as the new World Champion, you must be pretty happy right?"
"Ecstatic. A lot of people said I couldn't do it, even more people said I didn't deserve to do it, but when you work as hard as I do and with as little recognition as I get, it feels damn good to stick it to 'em by doing something they could only ever dream of."
"Well we know that GCW is going to be here in Auckland at the Spark Arena just down the road this week, but after that, what's next for you?"
"Man, who knows? Mason James is suspended, So I don't have to worry about him for a while. My old pal Aaron Black finally decided to show his face again...maybe we'll get the band back together, I mean...Simon Cade was apparently released, that means we need new Tag Team Champions right? Who better? But for now I'm just focusing on putting on a show in front of my people, in my true home, and celebrating with them the crowning of a true champion."
The feed cuts back to the presenter
"Congratulations to the GCW Champion, John Styles. All of New Zealand is behind you."
Post by Lucas Hawthorne on Sept 10, 2017 16:34:02 GMT
Adaline - Australia
**The End of Heartache**
People always seemed to believe things happened for a reason. If you coughed, many people believed there was a supernatural reason for why you coughed. Maybe you'd angered a god or you'd upset a really angry old woman who put a curse on you. Some people refused to accept the natural causes of illness, like germs and viruses and whatever else floats about in the air ready to pouce and ruin lives and take souls.
Slowly, Lucas lifted the barbell.
The Master of Death Metal wasn't one of those people. He believed in weirder things, he believed in science. He didn't doubt that science was weird, it was broken and dodgy and no-one really knew if any of the stuff it spouted was true or not and no-one really cared if it was. Lucas knew that the thing about people is that they were all stupid really. People would buy any bullshit they get fed even if it was false. He didn't doubt that someone out there believed that the sun was powered by rats running on a wheel.
The people around him stared, and he just continued to lift and lower the barbell. He enjoyed the gym.
Lucas believed in many things. He believed the voices in the head, the little voices that told him to cause as much pain to a person as he could. The same voices that told him to rip people limb from limb. Those voices hardly lied, they told him that people would hurt him and he had no reason not to trust them. He knew that people would try and hurt him because people always try and hurt other people.
Count the world wars. Count the current wars going on. Count all the conflints going on.
Go on. North Korea vs The World, Russia vs Ukraine.
People are natually inclined to violence and hurting others. Lucas knew the voices in his head would protect him in a dog vs dog world. If he could kill everyone before they could harm him then he was safe, he was free and safe and protected and no-one could touch him. He could rule from his throne of bones and blood.
The voices in his head meant that he was only in danger flying from Austalia to New Zealand. Bloody Kiwi's. He couldn't control the plane, a crash would kill him as would a simple explosion. It was unlikely people would attempt to hurt him on a plane though, not enough room to fight or raise a gun or anything. When you think about it, a plane is simply just a metal coffin waiting for you.
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