Last week Jason Fisher defeated Young Mannie after JR Kingston defeated Alex C, this week the two teams clash once more but this time for the mark of supremacy in the IWF tag team division: The IWF Tag Team Championship. With the Hardcore Revolution claiming to be the "REAL IWF Tag Team Chamions" can they defeat the ones with the prize they desire?
Glory by Violence: *Title Match* Hardcore Revolution vs The Red Shield Mafia.
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I'm confused if they card is supposed too be posted on the 24th, why does the deadline say 27th, When the real deadline?
since it took so long to get the card posted it would leave roughly 4 days to get the show written and posted.
So the deadline is the 27th. That is the real deadline.
So the deadline is the 27th. That is the real deadline.
[the scene fades in showing Jason, Jeff, Sarah and Mark eating dinner in a hotel room]
[Jason hears a knock at the door and goes to answer it.]
Jason: Hey Carl, how’s it going? Come on in.
[Carl Long sits down and the camera crew gets set up]
Carl: So I figured I would ask your thoughts on 2 Dangerous Daniel, Nick Parker and the Red Shield Mafia.
Jason: Fair enough, go for it.
Carl: Well first up I would like to ask you about 2 Dangerous Daniel, what do you think of him?
Jason: Well he could be a good wrestler some day, he needs to pull his head out of his ass first, he claims he has paid his dues and earned his spot here, he hasnt even won a match.
[Jason smirks]
Jason: Like i said, he needs to pull his head out of his ass.
Carl: What are your thoughts on Nick Parker?
[Jason lifts his hands briefly]
Jason: I don’t like him one bit, he calls himself britains best, if thats the best britain has to offer, well i feel sorry for them.
Carl: And finally your opponents, the Red Shield Mafia.
Jason: Tools... Plain and simple, first day I got here one of them spat in my face, but then I smashed their Limo.
[Jason shrugs]
Jason: An eye for an eye I guess, Monday is my chance to get more than even, we can snatch those tag titles once and for all, the RSM are going down.
Carl: Well thank you for your time Jason, good luck and have a good day.
[the scene fades to black]
[Jason hears a knock at the door and goes to answer it.]
Jason: Hey Carl, how’s it going? Come on in.
[Carl Long sits down and the camera crew gets set up]
Carl: So I figured I would ask your thoughts on 2 Dangerous Daniel, Nick Parker and the Red Shield Mafia.
Jason: Fair enough, go for it.
Carl: Well first up I would like to ask you about 2 Dangerous Daniel, what do you think of him?
Jason: Well he could be a good wrestler some day, he needs to pull his head out of his ass first, he claims he has paid his dues and earned his spot here, he hasnt even won a match.
[Jason smirks]
Jason: Like i said, he needs to pull his head out of his ass.
Carl: What are your thoughts on Nick Parker?
[Jason lifts his hands briefly]
Jason: I don’t like him one bit, he calls himself britains best, if thats the best britain has to offer, well i feel sorry for them.
Carl: And finally your opponents, the Red Shield Mafia.
Jason: Tools... Plain and simple, first day I got here one of them spat in my face, but then I smashed their Limo.
[Jason shrugs]
Jason: An eye for an eye I guess, Monday is my chance to get more than even, we can snatch those tag titles once and for all, the RSM are going down.
Carl: Well thank you for your time Jason, good luck and have a good day.
[the scene fades to black]
*The scene opens as The RSM consisting Nero & Kingston are enjoying breakfast at IHOP with a few females fans, They are ordering anything they want and they seem too be having it up until Kingston feels his phone ring*
Female 1: Oh JR you have too show me what's under the belt today! (whispers in his ear)
Kingston: Oh yeah baby anytime! (Being fed food in this mouth) This is the good life right Nero?
Nero: (Smirking as his two female fans are kissing each other and he joins in) Oh yeah it is!
(Kingston's phone goes and he looks pissed)
Kingston: Ahh Shit! Excuse Me Bitch! Hello....... Oh Whats Going On DW?
DW: Well Glory By Violence Is.....The IWF once again is going under the knife and The RSM is going too have too save it's ass one more time.....So them sons of bitches the Hardcore smurfs that stole our belts, Well they get a title shot and we finally get the chance too stomp there faces back too the backyard federations! I've searched and studied the situation they think sitting on their thumbs and mentioning their past accomplishments are going too make them champions..Well it won't being a champion is dedication, long hours, countless defenses, staying in peak condition! I wish I saw them basterds right now. I would clock into the next 100 years but anyway's how feel about these asswhips!
(Kingston places the phone the table getting rid of the women and now putting it on speaker)
Kingston: Well personally they think playing games is going too get them the IWF tag belts, Well they are still acting like childeren...See we all know childeren play games.....But The RSM are men and we don't play games we go too war! We take our best attacks and we keep coming and coming are the opponent until there waving the white flag! See now i'm pissed off DW these muthafuckers want too fight, Well they got one with me...I bringing my whole game book and they don't even know what bound too happen!
(Kingston bumps fist with Nero and start clapping, As Nero starts joining the converstation)
Nero: Well I havent felt any better in a while.....I'm paid, laid and better yet I got it made! See these people want too see the IWF restart once again well who better than the RSM too bring on the eye of justice and respect this place has been lacking! See since day one of our arrival we've ran things and we won't stop, and can't stop! I won't too try everything you have and I want too sit and watch any match possible on us...Because sadly it won't help, The RSM is a whole other experiance live! When the bell rings it's just going be pure sportsmanship.....But wait don't think it's coming for us...It's going too be from the referee because the RSM plays on their own terms and own rules! I suggest you cancel the match or better yet no-show....Because Glory By Violence we kill the hardcore smurfs and reclaim what's "ours"!
(The RSM all laughs as they all say the signature catchphrase)
RSM: It aint hard too tell.......WE WANT THIS SHIT FOREVER!
*Scene fades*
Female 1: Oh JR you have too show me what's under the belt today! (whispers in his ear)
Kingston: Oh yeah baby anytime! (Being fed food in this mouth) This is the good life right Nero?
Nero: (Smirking as his two female fans are kissing each other and he joins in) Oh yeah it is!
(Kingston's phone goes and he looks pissed)
Kingston: Ahh Shit! Excuse Me Bitch! Hello....... Oh Whats Going On DW?
DW: Well Glory By Violence Is.....The IWF once again is going under the knife and The RSM is going too have too save it's ass one more time.....So them sons of bitches the Hardcore smurfs that stole our belts, Well they get a title shot and we finally get the chance too stomp there faces back too the backyard federations! I've searched and studied the situation they think sitting on their thumbs and mentioning their past accomplishments are going too make them champions..Well it won't being a champion is dedication, long hours, countless defenses, staying in peak condition! I wish I saw them basterds right now. I would clock into the next 100 years but anyway's how feel about these asswhips!
(Kingston places the phone the table getting rid of the women and now putting it on speaker)
Kingston: Well personally they think playing games is going too get them the IWF tag belts, Well they are still acting like childeren...See we all know childeren play games.....But The RSM are men and we don't play games we go too war! We take our best attacks and we keep coming and coming are the opponent until there waving the white flag! See now i'm pissed off DW these muthafuckers want too fight, Well they got one with me...I bringing my whole game book and they don't even know what bound too happen!
(Kingston bumps fist with Nero and start clapping, As Nero starts joining the converstation)
Nero: Well I havent felt any better in a while.....I'm paid, laid and better yet I got it made! See these people want too see the IWF restart once again well who better than the RSM too bring on the eye of justice and respect this place has been lacking! See since day one of our arrival we've ran things and we won't stop, and can't stop! I won't too try everything you have and I want too sit and watch any match possible on us...Because sadly it won't help, The RSM is a whole other experiance live! When the bell rings it's just going be pure sportsmanship.....But wait don't think it's coming for us...It's going too be from the referee because the RSM plays on their own terms and own rules! I suggest you cancel the match or better yet no-show....Because Glory By Violence we kill the hardcore smurfs and reclaim what's "ours"!
(The RSM all laughs as they all say the signature catchphrase)
RSM: It aint hard too tell.......WE WANT THIS SHIT FOREVER!
*Scene fades*
Somewhere in the Nevada Desert: September 17th 1:03 PM.
[The scene opens with the camera pointed at a clear blue sky, not a whisper, not a sound can be heard on this hot Nevada Desert afternoon…Breaking the silence a light breeze sweeps through barley disturbing the silence of a few moments ago, suddenly footsteps are heard, the camera looks left and right but no people are to be seen, then three light thuds are heard against the dry Desert floor...As the camera pans down the three IWF Tag Team Championship belts come into view in a small pile atop the dry almost yellow sand, the black leather, the gold…They seem so out of place in this desolate landscape.]
Jason Fisher: All good things must come to an end…
[The camera spins to the left bringing three men into view, Jason Fisher wearing a brown T-Shirt and blue jeans and Converse Sneakers with his trademark aviators stands in front of Jeff Jackson who is wearing a black singlet with black cargo pants and white runners and Mark Westen who is wearing a white Pastel Suit with a black shirt underneath the suit jacket. Mark and Jeff are stood either side of Jason with their arms crossed while Jason stands with his arms at his side.]
Jason Fisher: The reign of The Red Shield Mafia has lasted for what seems like years, many a challenge has fallen at their feet, The Gods of the Ring, even the formidable Anderson Evolution was not able to take what the Red Shield Mafia cherish most…
[The group still have not moved from where they are stood, Jason’s hair moves a little in the breeze, he takes off his aviators revealing the same emotionless stare we have seen over the past couple of weeks, his blue eyes…Devoid of emotion staring into the camera]
Jason Fisher: You Red Shield Mafia pukes treat life like one big party, always high, never serious…You treat life as if it belongs to you, as if it conforms to your will, your desires…
[Jason looks to the sky as the call of an Eagle is heard in the clear skies above them, wings spread, gliding effortlessly, its sharp eyes scanning the ground below it looking for food, Jason looks back down at the camera, he ponders for a moment.]
Jason Fisher: You are wrong. The fact is: It is you who belongs to life, you who must conform to its will and desire. Life delivers sweeping changes when all is calm, when all is in turmoil it sometimes brings things to a grinding halt, and that is exactly what is going to happen on Monday, your title reign will come to a screeching halt and then you will realise that all your partying, all your laziness and all your lies have brought you nothing but pain and anguish just like every other wash out in this business…
[Jeff reaches into his pocket and pulls out a photograph of Jason super kicking Young Mannie, Jason takes it out of Jeff’s hand and places it down on top of the title belts almost as if this place out in the middle of no where is the shrine to the end of the Red Shield Mafia.]
Jason Fisher: I have seen your kind before and you’re all the same, just three more mouth’s talking shit, just three more mistakes with different names…
[Jason puts his aviators back on and looks back up at the Eagle soaring above them, the sunlight flaring off his glasses causing a lensflare on the camera before it too focuses on the Eagle, it brings its wins in close and begins to fall at incredible speed, suddenly its wings spread out again, it pulls upward suddenly taking a small animal with it off into the distance. Jason looks back down at the camera.]
Jason Fisher: You guys might have defeated some great tag teams before including us, but we have gotten much better since then, we have not lost since two weeks before Heatwave, we toppled the Moltisanti Coalition, we proved the world wrong!
[Jason takes his aviators off again and his eyes are suddenly much more intense, but there is also a smile on his face, almost as if he is happy to be in such an intense, slightly angry mood, Jeff and Mark continue to stand completely still, eyes focused on the camera just like Jason, the wind picks up again but it is stronger, kicking up dust all around them.]
Jason Fisher: It has been proven, we can defeat you…
[Jason chuckles and tucks his aviators in his pocket as the wind continues to blow]
Jason Fisher: And on Monday…The Red Shield Mafia’s title reign will come to an end…
[The wind really picks up almost as if it was a dust storm, the picture of Young Mannie being super kicked is picked up and blown away, The Hardcore Revolution are still there but are hidden behind all the dust and dirt.]
Jason Fisher: Because who dares…
[The camera focuses on the IWF Tag Team Championship belts that are partially obscured by the dust and dirt flying around them.]
Jason Fisher: …Wins…
[The camera remains focused on the belts as the scene fades to black…]
September 23rd 2010 3:14 AM
*The scene opens on a rainy night as in the Inner-west part of Venice Kingston/Nero is laying back in a Bently and having a goodtime as they are sipping on Moscato and checking out passing females, As Nero rolls his window saids a remark too one of them*
(Nero takes off his sunshades and smiles)
Nero: Well excuse but my name is Diamente.......
Female: Sure it is your cute but I'm not falling for that one buddy, if it's "Diamente" what's your last name?
Nero: (Smirks and brushes his hair back) Valentine!
(The women laughs and starts walking again as Nero looks amused and bumps fist with Kingston as he gets out and walks with her)
Nero: Wait you have too believe me......I mean you never watched IWF television, I'm world famous!
Female: (Stares him in the eyes) Famous for what exactly?
Nero: (Smiles and opens his coat as if he is going too flash her) For this!
(The Female smiles and as her eyes widen and grabs whats inside in the jacket, The camera pans and it shows her tugging on his IWF replica belt)
Nero: So I see you like....theres more where this came from so how about you bring your friends that are walking and will all go back too my Mansion!
Female: Ohhhh! Okay hold Diamente, I'm going too go get them! (Leaves and hurries up the street)
September 24th 4:12 PM
*Scene opens as the RSM have finished partying non-stop and have just turnt on the T.V. in Nero's living room, Watching the latest episode of IWF.com, As their thoughts and expressions from reading the Hardcore Revolution's comments*
(Nero and Kingston prop their feet and watch intensely as they are getting pissed after hearing all they can stomach)
Kingston: Can you believe that garbage they mock us......And say are reign is going too end! End my ass We busted are asses in this company and paid alot of dues! Every tag team possible in the last year has fallen too us, They think their different some type of Ego driven bounty hunters! Well there mistaken I hunt 24/7 and I eat 365 days of the year....These basterds think loooking into a camera and using flashy words is going too beat, The proof is in the ring we made...people retire and quit the business! While the Hardcore smurfs only been crying and bitching......(Begins too mock them) "We are the real champs" Where's are title shot" We got robbed"! Shut the fuck up.....Pussies they then had too even jump us from behind and steal our belts. What are they childeren! You can't earn the real way or even ask for a title shot, No you want too piss us off well they got our attention and really pissed me off! I'm crushing their jaws on Glory by Violence! I hope they learnt some new shit because the last time we wrestled Nero nearly broked your neck! I picking up some type of envy issue, You want to be us! You want too make statements you want too be famous! Partying everynight! But that's all you see well its sad....See I was'nt born into money, nothing against you Nero! I was
poor and struggling for everything in Harlem! Work was not an option when having a felony record as a teen! And I was left with fighting in people backyards or anywhere they offered for money! I'm not proud of the wrong things I've done but I'm proud for making it out of the hood! So if you want them IWF tag titles officially your going too have to rip from my cold dead body! Say something clever or something smart! It won't work! The IWF tag champs are right here and we are leaving unless we say so!
(Camera switches over too Nero who shakes his head in agreement)
Nero: (Clapping hands) Let's give it up for the douches known as Hardcore smurfs! I mean we could keep going back and forth and forth and back but it seems that it would'nt matter! Simply because listening and being around is'nt appealing, I don't care too much about details of where and when, you thought of taking me and Kingston out of element! I mean what you thinking fliming in a dessert! Is that supposed too intimidate me? I scene many men crumble just by the pressure of living up too the 4-5 star matches we have around the world or just by the sound of our name! But i'll give a little bit of credit too being different! You proclaim being "Hardcore" how are you Hardcore! By the type of wrestling you do or by attiutude you have! I mean all your are is an comdy act that no one finds funny anymore! So let me do you a favor!
(Nero reachs into his pockets and pulls out $1000 dollars and flashes it)
Nero:This is $1000 dollars of my money more than what you make in a week of working IWF from which I heard and read from Ex owner Vino! So I'll double it because it's nothing but chump-change too me and buy your forfeit.....Come on what do you say? You better yet I rather!
(Nero gets and walks over too his fireplace and tosses the money in and watches it burn)
Nero: As I was saying I rather watch my money burn then too spend on the less fortunate! See I am a man of many talents and many oppurtunies, See I gave you one to many! See when you push my buttons it's only right I go ahead blow up! I tried too reason and tried to defend your stupidity but I just can't anymore! So I will pushing you from Top to Bottom with my best moves and holds! I am a student of the game and see the game has been good too me! Keep working and one day when we retire we might train you! But you will never be and you will never beat! They only way can is by cheating....But who am too talk I've won many time the wrong way but I'm honest person who admits they will win anyway they can! While your bold face liars....I thought you was up standing guys! But I guess not! You just another person who can't accept themshelves as beging shitless cowards! (Nero quickly screams in rage and points) I WANT WHATS MINE! WHATS MINE! I'm going too break your bones, Then your spirits and then next your bond! The RSM is going too finish you off like everyone else that been put in our way!
(Nero walks over too the fridge and places Ice on the counter and drops a few cubes in two glasses and mixes Barcadi with Orange juice, As Kingston sips and talk)
Kingston: I've been thinking this company is going too owe again after we bail there asses of a debt, once we get all these pains of our system I think we need incease in pay and a vacation! They have a tag tournament for the number one contenders! While we rest! But 1st we gotta finish these guys off! Not for us but for Mannie and DW. They think what they did too him was funny and fair well I got news for them it's not going too go down they way they want! Hardcore smurfs can watch all the gay porn and spend honeymoons with other but this is my house and well beat those smurfs until they bleed hard! You with me Nero?
(Nero raises his glass and purposes a toast)
Nero: (Slick hair and rubs chin) In the great words of Kanye West! Let's have a toast for the Douchebags..A Toast for the assholes..One for the scumbags and the Jerkoffs.....Let's do it for the bad guys!
RSM: We Want This Shit Forever!
*Camera fades they drink and conversate*
*The scene opens on a rainy night as in the Inner-west part of Venice Kingston/Nero is laying back in a Bently and having a goodtime as they are sipping on Moscato and checking out passing females, As Nero rolls his window saids a remark too one of them*
(Nero takes off his sunshades and smiles)
Nero: Well excuse but my name is Diamente.......
Female: Sure it is your cute but I'm not falling for that one buddy, if it's "Diamente" what's your last name?
Nero: (Smirks and brushes his hair back) Valentine!
(The women laughs and starts walking again as Nero looks amused and bumps fist with Kingston as he gets out and walks with her)
Nero: Wait you have too believe me......I mean you never watched IWF television, I'm world famous!
Female: (Stares him in the eyes) Famous for what exactly?
Nero: (Smiles and opens his coat as if he is going too flash her) For this!
(The Female smiles and as her eyes widen and grabs whats inside in the jacket, The camera pans and it shows her tugging on his IWF replica belt)
Nero: So I see you like....theres more where this came from so how about you bring your friends that are walking and will all go back too my Mansion!
Female: Ohhhh! Okay hold Diamente, I'm going too go get them! (Leaves and hurries up the street)
September 24th 4:12 PM
*Scene opens as the RSM have finished partying non-stop and have just turnt on the T.V. in Nero's living room, Watching the latest episode of IWF.com, As their thoughts and expressions from reading the Hardcore Revolution's comments*
(Nero and Kingston prop their feet and watch intensely as they are getting pissed after hearing all they can stomach)
Kingston: Can you believe that garbage they mock us......And say are reign is going too end! End my ass We busted are asses in this company and paid alot of dues! Every tag team possible in the last year has fallen too us, They think their different some type of Ego driven bounty hunters! Well there mistaken I hunt 24/7 and I eat 365 days of the year....These basterds think loooking into a camera and using flashy words is going too beat, The proof is in the ring we made...people retire and quit the business! While the Hardcore smurfs only been crying and bitching......(Begins too mock them) "We are the real champs" Where's are title shot" We got robbed"! Shut the fuck up.....Pussies they then had too even jump us from behind and steal our belts. What are they childeren! You can't earn the real way or even ask for a title shot, No you want too piss us off well they got our attention and really pissed me off! I'm crushing their jaws on Glory by Violence! I hope they learnt some new shit because the last time we wrestled Nero nearly broked your neck! I picking up some type of envy issue, You want to be us! You want too make statements you want too be famous! Partying everynight! But that's all you see well its sad....See I was'nt born into money, nothing against you Nero! I was
poor and struggling for everything in Harlem! Work was not an option when having a felony record as a teen! And I was left with fighting in people backyards or anywhere they offered for money! I'm not proud of the wrong things I've done but I'm proud for making it out of the hood! So if you want them IWF tag titles officially your going too have to rip from my cold dead body! Say something clever or something smart! It won't work! The IWF tag champs are right here and we are leaving unless we say so!
(Camera switches over too Nero who shakes his head in agreement)
Nero: (Clapping hands) Let's give it up for the douches known as Hardcore smurfs! I mean we could keep going back and forth and forth and back but it seems that it would'nt matter! Simply because listening and being around is'nt appealing, I don't care too much about details of where and when, you thought of taking me and Kingston out of element! I mean what you thinking fliming in a dessert! Is that supposed too intimidate me? I scene many men crumble just by the pressure of living up too the 4-5 star matches we have around the world or just by the sound of our name! But i'll give a little bit of credit too being different! You proclaim being "Hardcore" how are you Hardcore! By the type of wrestling you do or by attiutude you have! I mean all your are is an comdy act that no one finds funny anymore! So let me do you a favor!
(Nero reachs into his pockets and pulls out $1000 dollars and flashes it)
Nero:This is $1000 dollars of my money more than what you make in a week of working IWF from which I heard and read from Ex owner Vino! So I'll double it because it's nothing but chump-change too me and buy your forfeit.....Come on what do you say? You better yet I rather!
(Nero gets and walks over too his fireplace and tosses the money in and watches it burn)
Nero: As I was saying I rather watch my money burn then too spend on the less fortunate! See I am a man of many talents and many oppurtunies, See I gave you one to many! See when you push my buttons it's only right I go ahead blow up! I tried too reason and tried to defend your stupidity but I just can't anymore! So I will pushing you from Top to Bottom with my best moves and holds! I am a student of the game and see the game has been good too me! Keep working and one day when we retire we might train you! But you will never be and you will never beat! They only way can is by cheating....But who am too talk I've won many time the wrong way but I'm honest person who admits they will win anyway they can! While your bold face liars....I thought you was up standing guys! But I guess not! You just another person who can't accept themshelves as beging shitless cowards! (Nero quickly screams in rage and points) I WANT WHATS MINE! WHATS MINE! I'm going too break your bones, Then your spirits and then next your bond! The RSM is going too finish you off like everyone else that been put in our way!
(Nero walks over too the fridge and places Ice on the counter and drops a few cubes in two glasses and mixes Barcadi with Orange juice, As Kingston sips and talk)
Kingston: I've been thinking this company is going too owe again after we bail there asses of a debt, once we get all these pains of our system I think we need incease in pay and a vacation! They have a tag tournament for the number one contenders! While we rest! But 1st we gotta finish these guys off! Not for us but for Mannie and DW. They think what they did too him was funny and fair well I got news for them it's not going too go down they way they want! Hardcore smurfs can watch all the gay porn and spend honeymoons with other but this is my house and well beat those smurfs until they bleed hard! You with me Nero?
(Nero raises his glass and purposes a toast)
Nero: (Slick hair and rubs chin) In the great words of Kanye West! Let's have a toast for the Douchebags..A Toast for the assholes..One for the scumbags and the Jerkoffs.....Let's do it for the bad guys!
RSM: We Want This Shit Forever!
*Camera fades they drink and conversate*