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Gauntlets, Gerberas and a Burning Cross; Paramount Championship Gauntlet Match
Topic Started: Jan 24 2010, 01:26 PM (78 Views)
Highlander
The Hammer
The scene opens with Highlander sitting in his armchair in the CWF studios. He looks comfortable and is not wearing his usual trenchcoat, however he is wearing a pair of sunglasses.

Highlander: I don’t like to do these anymore. This situation where I sit down here, and I rant at length about my opponent – or opponents. I used to do it all the time, but these days it feels tired, and stale, something done all too often in professional wrestling. But this week, I feel it is appropriate. This week, after all, I have more opponents than any incumbent champion has defended against outside an Endgames match. I face five rising stars here in CWF, and all five of them want my Paramount Championship.

He pauses for a few moments before continuing.

Highlander: It almost seems like this match is designed for me to lose. Five worthy contenders – and I have to beat each of them. But I have made a career out of – and believe me when I say that I don’t like using this phrase – overcoming the odds. At Frozen Over, I overcame my fear of heights to come within inches of defeating the nigh-unstoppable Andrelica for the tag titles. Two weeks later I defeated Jarvis King and King Nothing for the Paramount Championship. And at Confliction, I defended that Championship in one of the most brutal matches CWF has ever conceived, against one of the most brutal men CWF has ever produced. That is what I have done. That is why I am champion. And it’s worth mentioning that I’m the longest-reigning Paramount Champion in CWF history.

I am under no illusions that I’m going to hold this belt forever. Someday someone’s going to come in and kick my ass, taking the belt from me. Maybe it’ll be one of the people in this match. All I know is that as long as I have the capacity to fight, I will hold onto this belt.

Highlander takes off his glasses and leans forward to address the camera, as though he is talking directly to the viewer.

Highlander: Abigail Starr. At long last we face each other. I don’t know if you remember, Abigail, but we were to face each other way back in September, in my second ever match in CWF. But I was diverted to the tag team title tournament, and from there my career took off. I’ve always wondered what would have happened had the match not changed, and had I faced you instead. And now, at long last, I get to find out whether I can beat you. I’m going to be honest with you, Abi – of all my opponents this week, I’m probably most excited about you. You are the one who I consider a true milestone – when I made my debut, you were the Impact Championship, so far above me. And now I hold a title myself. I guess that beating you – I dunno, it’ll almost feel like a vindication of sorts for me.

Street Shark. We’ve done this before, you and I – you were the first person I fought after winning the Paramount Championship. Back then, you complained about not receiving a title shot against me – well, big man, here’s your shot. Don’t think that I’m underestimating you because I beat you last time. You’ve come into your own since you cleared out of the Enterprise. But even if you beat me, this will be the toughest match you’ve ever been in. Do you think you can do it? Your record suggests otherwise – but to be honest with you, big man, I think that other than myself, I’d most want you to win.

Mr.Re. You may well be the dark horse of this match. You did a pretty good job against Ramsey a couple of weeks ago, as well as beating up patrons of a bar – not that I can be too sanctimonious about that. Once again, sorry Professor Milton. I respect where you’re coming from with your anti-drug crusade – but would it be OK if I had a Pepsi before the match? It does, after all, contain caffeine, the most addictive drug in the world.

Chris Xtreme. There’s not really a lot I can say about you that I haven’t already said. I’ve beaten you twice already, but you really took me to my limit last week. This is the strongest you’ve ever looked, Chris, and it wouldn’t surprise me if you manage to pull out a win. Of course, you’re going to have to pull out the kind of effort you put out last week and then some. Can you do it, Chris? Look deep inside yourself for the answer, because it seems like you are capable of digging deep and being great.

And last of all, Colton Mace.

Highlander cricks his neck.

Highlander: God, you’re a twit. Seriously. Everyone in this match, I have something good to say about them. But you… the only good thing I have to say about you is that we seem to have the same views on Cali’s cousin. You also happen to be the only person who’s spoken up this week, so here we go.

Highlander clears his throat.

Highlander: You know, I think it’s interesting that you say “trying to be more than I am” like it’s a bad thing. What, Colton, is wrong with aspiration? With trying to go beyond your limits, to transcend what people think you are capable of. And… isn’t that what you’re doing anyway?

You’re an actor, Colton. And I’ll admit that you’re a pretty good one – you know, as good an actor as one can be while starring in a genre with titles like Executor: Liberation and where enormous hunks of stiff-acting Austrian muscle can be the biggest stars in the world. But this is wrestling. Granted, you’ve done pretty well for yourself. But you haven’t yet beaten me, Colton. And that’s what it takes to convince me that you can beat me. You pin my shoulders to the mat, 1-2-3, and I’ll believe you when you say that you’re the star of this feature.

That’s all I have to say here. I’ll just leave you all with a bit of advice. All five of you are very proud individuals. Just remember – pride comes before a Falling Hammer.



Highlander had been pretty happy with the promo he had recorded. In hindsight, perhaps he should’ve addressed the issue of the phone calls. There had been more of them, not to mention letters slipped through the mailbox, all without any indication of having gone through an official postal service. The whole thing was very creepy, but it was hardly material for a match promo. What would he have said? “Oh, and if one of you happens to be behind those phone calls… stop it!” Even in his head it sounded stupid.

Besides, it was still likely to be King Nothing who was behind the whole thing. Had to be, the crownless King was the only person, really, who Highlander had pissed off significantly since getting into CWF. Some part of Highlander actually hoped it was Nothing, if only so that Highlander could get another shot at him. He still hadn’t forgiven Nothing for attacking Caledonia all those weeks ago, and the cheque that King Nothing had given them for the wedding only confused him. At first he had thought it was genuine, but… well, the phone calls were exactly the sort of thing King Nothing did before they were about to fight.

But they weren’t about to fight. That was what Highlander couldn’t work out – if only because he was surprised Rish hadn’t tried to recreate the magic of Confliction, where the war between the two of them had netted amongst the highest ratings of the card. But King Nothing had no reason to make any calls… short of being, well, a crazy bastard.

Highlander was snapped out of his thoughts by a phone call. He checked his caller ID. It was Angel.

‘Hello?’

‘Hey Dan, how’s it going?’

‘Good… just finished recording a promo. Should be up on Wired in an hour or so.’

‘Cool. Hey, you know what day Genesis is, right?’

Highlander thought for a moment. ‘Ah, of course! You know, I’d completely forgotten!’

Angel laughed. ‘Yeah, me too. But I just saw it and… well, it’s Australia Day!’

Highlander chucked. ‘Man, that’s cool. Wait, I didn’t know you were Australian.’

‘Yeah, I grew up all over the place. But I still call Australia home.’

Highlander rolled his eyes. ‘You had to go there, didn’t you. I dunno, do you want to do something? I’ve got Vegemite.’

‘Fuck no!’ was the immediate response. Highlander couldn’t help laughing.

‘Alright, so what then?’

‘I dunno, what do people normally do for Australia Day?’

‘… Barbeques? But it’s the middle of winter.’

Highlander could almost hear Angel grinning. ‘Hey, that’s never stopped me. Besides, it’s California.’

‘That’s true… and in my city to boot. Hey, I can try to get some XXXX imported.’

‘XXXX is shit, dude.’

‘Sorry, I’m a Queensland boy. Tell you what; we’ll just get any old Australian beer. Anything except Fosters.’

‘Sounds good. Oh, and I think Cali wanted to talk about some wedding plans with you. Something about gerberas, I didn’t really follow it.’

‘I’ll give her a call. See you Tuesday!’

Highlander hung up the phone. He realised that he had gotten a message while he had been talking to Angel.

Hello Highlander. Enjoy that belt while you can, because I’m going to get you at Genesis. Your time is up.

Highlander almost laughed. The threat was so generic; he wondered how anyone could think it was intimidating. But then…

The Cross Is Burning. Tuesday Night, The Hammer Falls.

It sounded so familiar, but like something he had experienced in another life. But perhaps a pre-emptive strike was in order…

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