Kayfabe Welcome to the era of Rogue!

[Geek773]

*After an opening match between Tyler Reeves and Tyler Travis on Precision that has the crowd hot and excited, they are driven to near-frenzied cheering by the music of their new Precision Champion*



*Jack Rogue bursts through the curtain to another pop, with his championship tightly around his waist, over his T-Shirt. He walks to both sides of the stage to further hype up the already thunderous crowd, before going back to the centre of the stage. He beckons the ramp cameraman towards him, who approaches quickly. Jack doesn't talk, but mouths "listen" to the lens. He takes the strap off behind him, then lifts it high with both hands to a joyous roar of the crowd. Rogue smiles widely, then gestures for the cameraman to shift to the side and begins his run down the ramp with his title in hand. He slides into the ring under the bottom rope, then lifts his title up once again to another loud cheer. The champion then drapes the belt over his shoulder and collects a microphone from the timekeeper as his music fades*

Jack: Ladies and gentlemen of Fort Worth, Texas!

*The cheap pop is so loud that it stuns even Rogue, who holds his ear as if in pain from the volume*

Jack: Oh my goodness... apparently things aren't just bigger here, but louder too! *The crowd cheer again, and Jack grins once more* Alright, one more... ladies and gentlemen, welcome - to the era of Rogue! *The new champion holds his title aloft once more, to another eager ovation* Oh, thank you all so much. It's not just a name, either. Tonight marks a major change in this program. We have a new General Manager in Trent Kingsley, Ryan Blake appears to be truly out of the picture from an authority perspective, and for the first time in some time, we now have one fighting champion. That's not to say everything is perfect, though. There are two other champions in Precision, and neither of them are worthy representatives of you. Happily, I get to give them both some comeuppance tonight! It's odd, both the Intercontinental and the World Heavyweight Champion have fancied themselves masters of deception in the last few weeks. Well, for Buster Gates it has gone on a little longer than that.

*Boos ring quietly in an effort not to interrupt Jack, but he gives them time to swell before continuing*

Jack: The "East Horsley Millionaire" has prided himself on fooling everybody to get into the title picture, and has pulled it off twice. First, he claimed that Reginald was on the edge of death after a car crash, played on all our heartstrings and mocked our sympathies, to bring himself to prominence and popularity when he needed it to get to the world title. Then he got there thanks to all of you, and threw it back in your faces. Then came Hayley. Now assuming that she really was attempting to trick him into marrying her to take money from him, and that she wasn't just another paid actress, then that was wrong, fair enough. She deserved what she got. What all of you didn't deserve was to be pulled into sympathy for Reginald as General Manager, after he was "abandoned" by Buster for Hayley. That let him push Gates back into the title picture. Sure, Ryan Blake handing himself the title a hundred times isn't ideal either, but Buster stifling honourable contention isn't a solution to that. So he set the wedding for Bad Blood, Reginald fooled Blake into taking a match with Gates for Reg's sake, between them they fooled the board into believing that this was their blood feud, their money match, and so it went last over a real storied rivalry. And all so Buster could have his shock moment right at the end of the show. Your bullshit and ego-feeding isn't what these people pay to see, and while I have this championship, it will not stand!

*Rogue's tirade on the World Champion is backed fully by the audience, and Jack is now building momentum and pacing around the ring as he enjoys the liveliness of his fans*

Jack: And as for Joseph Diamond...

*Rogue is cut off mid-sentence by quick, ear-splitting boos for the self-styled "Old Prince". Jack chuckles at this, but his expression quickly worsens with his subject matter*

Jack: ...well he pulled a fast one on everyone too. He pretended to save the Golden Dragon from Will Neilson back at Viewer's Choice after Dragon won the championship, to show this "blameless Joseph" to the world. Then he stole the title belt he hadn't won, blackmailed Reginald, who, yes, turned out to deserve it, into putting him on billboards and giving him a one-on-one shot at Dragon's championship. No DQ, Anarchy Inc banned from ringside on pain of Neilson's place in the pre-set Bad Blood triple threat being taken away. Then Diamond staged a masked man to allow him to win the championship from Dragon, who did nothing but dominate with skill and honour, and cost Neilson that match for Bad Blood. Then when Neilson got his one-on-one rematch, with Dragon at ringside, the masked man made his return to allow Diamond to disqualify himself and retain. Then Neilson unmasked him and... Alexander Diamond. Returning to his brother's side and placing the blame for Dragon getting screwed onto Anarchy Inc, turning out to be a similar calibre of person to his brother.

*The arena has quietened at the mention of the Intercontinental Champion's older brother, since Rogue, under his psychosis, injured him to a life-threatening degree and was the reason he hadn't been seen in months. Jack looks uneasy and guilty too, and shakes his head before continuing*

Jack: No, he didn't deserve what I did to him. No one deserves that, and I apologised for that not long after. But two wrongs don't make a right, as I showed with Andersen last week. And we've seen a cycle of this in Precision. Ryan Blake was in the wrong for ruling Precision tyrannically, but it didn't make Reginald right to dupe him into giving Buster Gates a title shot. Reginald was wrong in that, but it didn't make Joseph Diamond right to exploit his weakness for his own gain. And Anarchy Inc have been squarely in the wrong anytime they've done anything since they formed, but but it didn't make the Diamonds right to pin their own subterfuge around the Intercontinental Championship on Anarchy. Precision is plagued with wrong just as Sony Storm was, except now I'm equipped and armed...

*Jack lifts his title again, bringing the crowd back into his rant*

Jack: ...to fight it. And I won't let Precision die of this growing evil the way Sony Storm did. Now that I have this title, I have extra reason to take pride in this company. And my fight against this villainy from all sides starts tonight - if I win this triple threat, I get to pick my stipulation for my title defence at Gauntlet of Champions. If I'm pinned, it'll be this championship on the line in that gauntlet. I'm all about being a fighting champion, so I'd take on that gauntlet with pride if I had to. But I need this title to continue my crusade to save Precision, and that's why the underdog story continues tonight. I'm picking my poison for three weeks' time. And the underhandedness, dishonesty and cowardice of my opponents, debasing their championships for as long as they hold them, will be paid for tonight. Buster Gates, Joseph Diamond: don't underestimate the power of a man on a mission. Tonight, you become the first landmarks on my crusade, and more victims of the man who rose to gold from 0-12. Tonight, I will kick your heads...

*The crowd build loudly, their noise having ridden the wave of Rogue's impassioned declaration of intent*

Jack and crowd: ...CLEAN OFF YOUR SHOULDERS!

*Jack slings the mic into the canvas, and throws his arms wide, breathing heavily from adrenaline and the exhaustion of his blistering monologue. Just as the cheer goes up, though, and before his music hits, the lights in the arena cut out suddenly, and the crowd are stunned into silence*

Spoiler: OOC

Oh, babyface Jack. I've missed you, buddy.

Spoiler: Mentions

@SupaHeeroh
@Welsh-Wizard-97
@CiV
@TheKingSonic
@Frosty

 

[Rosie]

"Aren't you forgetting someone?"

Instead of the theme music of Jack Rogue playing, a familiar voice to the champion echoes through the arena as the lights flash off before turning to a dark red. The new Precision Champion looks towards the entrance-way to see, on the titantron, his now former ally, the mysterious and dastardly Ivy Hale. Even with him showing he doesn't fear her in the past, her presence can't help but send chills down his spine, bringing up negative experiences. It looks to be the night where she is and she is standing in front of a moss covered stone brick wall. Her long red hair, shining through with red lipstick to match. She twirls her hair around her finger, smirking. The fans, showing their displeasure, boo Ivy as she is on the big screen of the arena. She speaks with her usual cold tone as she directs her message towards the new champion.

"I mean, at Bad Blood, you and Andersen Vega buried the hatchet, you've addressed your fellow lying champions, but the one person you keep brushing off is me. I mean, Jack, after all of what we've been through, did you really think that I was gone? Have all the therapists brainwashed you into forgetting who I am? Are you a little uneasy being on countless medication which is meant to subdue the part of your mind that drew me to you in the first place? Or maybe...you're so busy buying these fans irrelevant opinions that you have forgotten the truth I've told you? Jack...I'm not going anywhere."

Ivy smirks as she begins to walk, with the camera following her. Now the background shifts to various trees, all blocking the starry night sky.

"Because after what you did to me one month ago, Jack, you committed treason, an act of defiance to the woman who you should have surrendered your will to. The woman who could have helped you tame your other side, the person who kept you from falling back into the same traps that have destroyed your career time and time again, I was that person, but you chose to betray me...Was it because I was a little harsh in my teachings? Was it because these people told you I was nothing more 'than an insane girl who was manipulating you?' No, I had every bit of your interests at heart. I helped you get rid of Jordan Bull, I was going to let you destroy the man who caused your very psychosis in the first place! Sure, you have that championship around your waist...but let's face it, you're just a placeholder for the next person to grab it from you. Your title reign, sure it will make you feel good now, but like everything else...it is only temporary...if you listened to me...things would have gone so differently. This "title reign" of yours could be immortal...but maybe I can be a forgiving person..."

She stops her walking before smiling towards the camera.

"Since you've been about 'burying the hatchet' as of late...I'm going to give you one more chance...an invitation! If you wish, you may come to where I am now next week. I have such a lovely proposition to give you face to face. You may have left me before, but I can afford you an opportunity that nobody has given me before, forgiveness. It isn't too late for you yet. I...we can do something amazing, me as an Empress, and you as my champion. Don't be scared...this isn't a trap. I don't break my promises. Good luck against Buster and Diamond tonight, but, don't forget about your empress. I'll see you next week...teehee..."

As soon as Ivy giggles, the feed cuts away before Jack can get a chance to respond. He looks towards the crowd and takes a deep breath before walking out of the ring, high-fiving a couple fans, on his way to the back. He has a dangerous proposition...will he take it?

Spoiler

All for now....it's Takeover Time. Far from my best work, I know.

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