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The view from the summit; Raz and Bella go hiking for the perfect place to cut a promo
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Topic Started: May 8 2015, 08:19 PM (100 Views)
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May 8 2015, 08:19 PM
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My Watch Is Done
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"Feck's sake Raz... When ye said we were going away for a few days for some specialized training, I thought we'd be aff tae some place similar tae Alliance or the Onslaught Camp... Not the feckin hills of Texas!"
Shaking her head and wiping the sweat from her brow with the back of her hand, Bella struggled to keep pace with Razer who was several yards ahead of her. Both of them were carrying large hiking bags, Razer's had the tent fastened to his along with a few other hiking essentials and rather surprisingly, an old fashioned style hunting rifle.
Razer: "Relax Bella... Sure, modern methods are great, you get all the number crunching and shit, but nothing beats training like this - the great outdoors. Nature the sparring partner, the most worthy of opponents"
"Great... He's feckin' goin philosophical on me... Either he's gone made wit nae booze over the past few days and he's gonna kill me and bury me in an unmarked grave... Or he's just got some grand scheme cooked up which he doesn't feel like sharing... Like his feckin draft pick idea..."
As the two continued to walk along the trail deep in the Guadelupe Mountains National Park in the remote reaches of Western Texas, well over 600 miles away from any trace of the Texas Bella knew, she looked at Razer who stopped and took his bag off. Eventually catching up to him, the Glaswegian threw her bag down and sat on it. Reaching for her water carrier, she took a swig and looked at Razer who stood there, looking up at the peak.
Razer: "We're almost there..."
Bella shook her head and covered her eyes as she looked in the same direction as Razer. Ahead of them was the summit of Signal peak, the highest natural point in Texas.
Bella: "If ye wanted tae catch the view from up there, ye coulda jis used Google lad..."
Razer: "What... And miss out on the fun? Pfft!"
Bella baulked at the word fun. This was hardly her idea of fun and for a split second she actually wondered whether she had made a sane decision in actually agreeing to go somewhere with Raz when he was being cagey about the details.
Bella: "So we're goin' hiking tae begin preparations fer ye big match at Summerfest then? Why?"
Razer turned round to Bella and took off his shades. Hooking them on the neck of his sweat drenched shirt, he wiped his forehead and then started to take off his wrist bands. As he dropped them to the floor, a small cloud of dust formed around them. Bella looked at the wrist bands and then to Raz who now sat down on a nearby rock and removed his boots. Throwing them to one side, he pulled up the legs of his trousers and undid the bands secured to them. Again, the dust flew from round them when they landed.
Bella: "..Are ye wearin' weighted bands?"
Razer nodded.
Bella: "Feck's sake lad... Jis this extra 10 kilo's on me back is feckin tiring... Ye must be carryin whit... an extra 30 kilo's?"
Razer: "45 kilo's actually"
Bella just looked at Razer with a blank expression on her face. The heat, the distance, the two days walk they had done so far as they were pacing it out and she had no idea he was carrying an extra 100lbs on top of his own body weight.
Bella: "Yer feckin' insane lad! Surely ye jis coulda ran the distance on a treadmill wit tae weighted shit on ye aye?"
Razer: "True, but it wouldn't have been the same, not as physically demanding or mentally challenging..."
Bella: "And why dya have tae push this much then? Sure, ye lost in ye last title match... But this time it's different, ye have the clear physical advantage..."
Razer: "As did Pat, and look what happened there."
Turning his back on Bella, Razer started to make camp. When the tent was finally set up, Bella immediately got inside it, getting out of the sun and into the shade leaving Razer to do what he was doing.
"Jeez, I knew he was a little eccentric, but this is takin' the piss!"
-The next day-
The two had arrived at the summit just before midday. Standing there, Razer admired the view on offer, from the salt plains to the deserts and the grasslands with the peaks sticking out from the trees and begrudgingly, Bella had to admit the view was pretty spectacular. With a camera in hand, she looked at Razer and sighed.
Bella: "600 miles tae the arse end o' nowhere, jis so ye can cut a promo and be all symbolic? If a didn't love ye, i'd have feckin shot ye dead in yer sleep!"
Fumbling with the camera, Bella finally got it on and ready. Razer glanced over his shoulder at Bella who gave him the thumbs up and he nodded. Hitting record, the Glaswegian started to film.
With his back to the camera still, Razer looked out at the scenery
Razer: "This place is a lot like PRW in some respects - a long and tumultuous history, full of conflict. From the native Mescalero Apache indians, to the Conquistadors in the 16th Century to the U.S Cavalry, everyone has had a stab at this place and left their mark... Hell, even American Airlines have..."
Razer gestures to the pyramid structure, erected by the company in honour of an anniversary of an old stagecoach route which held great significance in the past.
Razer: "Much like PRW, the landscape remains unchanged. The various parties rise from the lower levels, undertaking the long trail to the summit in order to plant their flag and to assert their dominance but once they have gone, two things happen - someone else pitches their flag, or their flag is forgotten about and the landscape remains largely unchanged, barring one or two little leftovers from those who came across it in their journey..."
Razer turns to face the camera. Wearing his usual get up of a bandana, shades and a Slayer shirt, he walks towards the camera.
Razer: "Now, since I won superbattle, everything has started to change. At the moment, Kenny Shaw sits at the top of the peak in PRW. Patrick Slaughter, the very man who denied my triumph at conquering the mountain that is PRW was cast from the top but still clings on with the lifeline that is his contractual rematch clause."
Razer pauses
Razer: "...And we have Alex LeBlanc who is just one win away... another person for whom the summit is in sight. With three people vying to win the race to the top and to plant their flag and hold the Undisputed title up high, things are picking up pace... And that is where it gets interesting."
Reaching into his pocket, Razer pulls out a tattered old bandana with blood stains and some burn marks on it. Holding it up for the camera, Bella zooms in on it.
Razer: "This is all I have left of my last world title reign - the bandana which I wore on the night I won the big one in PWA for the second time... It's a lot like Alex LeBlanc in a way. It's been through a lot and has seen better days, but it refuses to fall apart. No matter how many times it has been worn, washed or tightened around someone's throat, it just keeps hanging on... And that is why LeBlanc, like this Bandana is so dangerous. He doesn't know when to quit. He has one purpose - to be on top and to prove to everyone he is the best PRW has ever seen... And Alex... You might just be the best PRW has ever seen... But, I'm better."
Throwing the bandana in the air, Razer watches it slowly fall to the floor as it is buffeted by the slight breeze blowing across the top of the peak
Razer: "Sure, you may be a hall of famer, a multiple time champion and a legend in PRW. You might be the most successful SPARTA coach in its history and you are one of the most dangerous men in the ring... But you still lack the one thing which I have - the Superbattle victory... I outlasted the best PRW had to offer in that match. I eliminated a good majority of the participants and I was the last man standing. I held my own, I dug in and I conquered the trial... You were right, failure and complacency are dangers, they drive us to work harder, to become better, and I know you will take the elimination at the last moments and use it to drive you on to your inevitable challenge at the summit and I do hope that the day you get that 5th point and cash it in, it will be me you are taking on, so I can prove to you that Legends should remain just that."
Razer wipes his forehead with the bandana as he catches it and stuffs it back into his pocket
Razer: "This brings me onto Kenny... Kenny Shaw, the man who doesn't care... We've said enough about each other in the past when we were building up for our clash at Conquest which was one of the toughest matches I have had since I came to PRW. I know enough about you to know you're dangerous, relentless and determined. I also know that you're extremely arrogant and so deluded that you do truly believe that you are better than me just because you got the gold first. Hell, if i'd have known losing in Conquest would guarantee me the top belt, I'd have let you get that three instead of pushing past and completely outsmarting you"
Behind the camera, Bella let out a slight chuckle
Razer: "But you see Kenny, I don't do things the easy way... I might do them the quick way, but certainly not the easy way. Take the fact that we have another match against each other into consideration - the easiest way to get at the title was to win superbattle, a guarenteed shot. Well, they say easy, what they meant was most efficient or quickest way. There is nothing easy about winning a clusterfuck of epic proportions, much like there was nothing easy about this trail... But the view at the top is the reward. Right now, there are three of us on the peak... You, Me, Pat... It's only big enough for one of us to get comfy, and seeing as you have already made yourself comfortable as your Siege accomplished its goal, I am correct in guessing you won't give up your little luxury without a struggle... And that is what drives me"
Razer turns back to the view of the salt flats
Razer: "You say that you don't care about how dangerous I am, how bad I am or how I beat you last time. That's your belief and you are entitled to it, but the fact you claim you can break me. That... That is laughable. Now this would normally be the part where I try to defend myself by saying that I didn't technically lose to Pat because the referee stopped the match. Normally I would argue that had the match continued, I would have managed to break out of that hold, granted with a serious injury and then I would claim I would have clawed it back and won the belt and it would have been me making that little statement instead of you.... But this isn't normally. Nothing is anymore."
Razer Pauses
Razer: "Normal went out the window when Pat defeated the first real threat to his title - me. Normal went out the window when you and your little war party managed to do something which not many others have - break the Onslaught's hold. Normal went out the window when two Brits with a fondness for drinking and tormenting each other dictated the Superbattle. Normal isn't here anymore... Welcome to the great unknown that is the new dawn for PRW"
Razer reaches into his pocket and pulls out his cigarettes. Pulling one out, he sparks up and takes the first drag before exhaling.
Razer: "You have to win Kenny, we all know that. You need to beat me to add credibility to your title victory. Yes, you were the underdog and you pulled off a massive victory which will forever be remembered by PRW fans... Yes, you did what I could not do by defeating Patrick Slaughter... Yes, you have the ability to beat me... But the question is Kenny... Can you?"
flicking the ash from the end of his cigarette, Razer takes another drag and exhales again
Razer: "You see, I beat you, You beat Pat, Pat beat me. I didn't win the title, you did, pat held it... We all have something over each other and that is what makes this upcoming clash so interesting. You beat the expeditionary force in a closely fought battle, now you're expecting the cavalry to come charging in so you can dig in and fight from a defensive position... Playing exactly into your hands and allowing you an easy victory... Much in the same way that you made Pat come to you, something unheard of in this business... It was a brave ruse which could have easily backfired, but it didn't. It was a tactical masterstroke... But unlike Pat, I won't play your game Kenny..."
Razer continues to look across the landscape
Razer: "You see, you need to win because if you do, you will prove that you are the most dominant person in PRW and then to cap it all, defeating LeBlanc after casting me aside will truly cement you and the Siege as the greatest thing in PRW for a long time. It will make you the standard to which we have to try and surpass... And the thought of that knocks me sick... It would be like planting a giant city right here in this beautiful landscape, a scar on the earth, a stain you just can't remove... For the Siege to be the benchmark for success in PRW in the new era, it is a horrid thought and one which I really don't want to entertain... And for that reason and that reason alone... You cannot win Kenny. The Spanish came to these parts and defeated the indigenous folk but they were soon assimilated and the Mescalero remained... They remained for a while until the Cavalry finally snuffed out their resistance and proved their strength... You called me the Cavalry Kenny... Let the history of the Guadelupe Mountains National Park region speak for itself... Much like I am going to let the history of PRW speak for itself."
Razer turns back to the camera
Razer: "As I said after Superbattle, the landscape has changed, the torch has passed from one generation to the next, everything before us is just waiting to be explored... There will be some reminders of the old days in the new world, but that is to be expected, after all, we should honour them because without them, we wouldn't be here now... But you are not the right one to carry the torch. Sure, you burn bright and lead us into the biggest event of the year, of the decade, of this company's existence.... But you cannot carry the burden that is PRW. You can just about carry the siege, the weight of your collective ego's is slowly getting to you. You might not care, but deep down, we all know you do, otherwise you wouldn't keep making a statement about it... Much like Pat, always doing things his way, eventually getting success from it but then falling victim to his own inflexibility... You and Pat both have one thing in common - you need others. You need people to support you, to help hold you up, to keep you going... Me... I don't..."
Bella makes a 'hmm' noise behind the camera
Razer: "Sure, I have Bella, I have the Feckin Hell Mate Fight Team, I have fans... That's great, but ask any one of them and they will all tell you the same thing - I am the One Man Army. I am the lone wolf, I am one of the most unpredictable people you will ever meet. I divide opinion like no other, I am absolute. I am the Enforcer Kenny.... And I am coming for you. It doesn't matter if it takes one shot or twenty... I will lift PRW from its position 'Under Siege'.
You may have came into the picture at the top of the company like Bill Stranix, slipping into the picture in the same way I did, so before anyone realised it, you'd already neutralised all threats and were poised to take control... But now that you have PRW under your control with that belt... You have to execute your plans as smoothly as possible, making sure your Miss July '89 and CO Krill play the parts required of them... But you're greatly underestimating me. I'm not just one of the baddest men on the planet.. I'm also PRW's equivalent to Casey Ryback... I'm here to take back PRW and make damn sure that the Undisputed title doesn't stay in the wrong hands"
Razer turns his back on the camera once again as Bella stops filming.
Bella: "That wis pretty elaborate and dramatic... But could ye nae have dun tha' in a feckin' studio wit' a green screen? I'm fairly certain a feckin Snake tried tae bite me earlier on and ye know us Scots ain't made fer these temperatures!"
Razer sighs.
Razer: "Relax... It'll only take us the best part of a day to get back down and then we can go back to civilization as you put it... Just enjoy the fresh air, the peace and quiet and the great endurance training and cardio workout ya getting lass!"
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 Season 7 of Razer's sig (January 18th - February 17th) results: 1st - Wrath/Joey/Pat 13 2nd - Raz 4 3rd - Ace/NM 3
Best shout of the sig award (season 7): Wrath: that feeling when you lose a Skittle in a shag carpet Pat: *Wrath resists urge to go digging for it* Wrath: I FOUND IT! Now the question remains, do I eat it? Nox: if skittes werent meant to be eaten off the floor, god wouldn't of given them a candy coated turtle shell
8th Sig! 17th February 2015 -???? 17th February 2015 Nox: Patrick Slaughter is what I strive to be... Raz is what I wind up being.
18th February 2015 Pat: I just got Wrath'd in a different form. Great
19th February 2015 Pat: Ace, Travis, and LJ had one (Lil B prw song). It's just an instrumental since they no-showed the recording session Wrath: LOL Pat: I made Wrath Laugh, I am happy for the rest of the night! Ace: ......I hate you Pat. I really really do.
20th February 2015 Pat: ...Well I guess you could say Ace was...*puts on sunglasses* Hopping Mad... YEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!!!
22nd february 2015 Wrath: a Brit who doesn't like tea? -harumph-
Wrath: needed more super kicks
24th february 2015 Wrath: Shout Wolfpac holding everybody down Pat: They're just not ready, brother. Just not ready
Wrath: in that case shouldn't I be #1 via tiebreaker? :whistling: Nox: put your career on the line over it
Nox: doesn't matter who wins, Ata will spend the next year telling us we were wrong
Ace: Razer, you realise I can just put myself in your sig. Right?
Aries: ..the fuck I walk in on
25th February 2015 Wrath: I hope when Pat offers to help anybody stretch out on leg day they all run out of the room
27th February 2015 Wrath: lol gd it Raz... GD IT PAT! lol
1st March 2015 NOX: Patrick Slaughter hates our founding fathers. As he openly tries to quell my constitutional right to have an opinion and force it on others. Pat: Oh don't go Siege on me NOX: It's cool there, Polpot. You've shown your true colors.
3rd march 2015 wrath: "Eat, Sleep, No Show, Repeat" NOX: I got that Ace T-Shirt Too!
Raz: Is that kana getting a boot in the face? Nox: Yep Raz: They got an 'after shot' to see if it made her prettier? Wrath: 'bout to shoot beat the fuck out of Razer and ask if he looks prettier
6th March 2015 Kev: Sybian Wrath is a gimmick that needs to happen.
10th March 2015 Kev: The mixtape is fantastic though. You're missing out. Nox: I'M NOT GOING WITH YOU TO NGW AND I'M NOT BUYIN YOUR MIXTAPE
12th March 2015 Ace: ....I just posted in a match. I'm good til SuperBattle. Probably. Nox: I dunno, Bloodborne comes out in two weeks Ace: You lose me at Arkham Knight. Thats June.
15th March 2015 Pat: Just a heads up, Wrath... What I wrote.... it could go either way Raz: A bit like most of the girls on WH Joey: GOD DAMN IT RAZ! Wrath: :annoyed:, Shout doesn't have a proper eye roll face Pat: I promise you, I didn't know my comment was going to be used as an assist
24th March 2015 wrath: Hate you Raz
29th March 2015 Wrath: nah, gonna try to bang out the last segment for it now NOX: Wear protection
7th April 2015 Aries: then again he could have been pissing her off all afternoon and she had enough, kids are essentially cute demons. Its why I zip tie my balls before coitus, its like wearing a second condom
9th May 2015 Wrath: just saw a commercial on tv for some community church thing, started with people saying "this is my home" and then I yelled back at the TV "this is my house!"... totally said it with the accent too
10th June 2015 Razer: I'm the Usual Amy: So your either drunk tired or a bit of both
Sometime in July, I'm a lazy bastard Ace: I was literally scrolling through the page, saw Power Bun and was like 'What user would name themselves Power B.....RAZER YOU BASTARD!!!'
Aries: Im gonna throw a guava at the back of her head and tell her it was a drive-by fruiting
August wrath: I'm in a smoking room at the Days Inn, and this place is a dump... like if I was the Double D champion and this was the room WCW gave me I'd be shooting on folks too
October Alex: Like, I rather see Nebraska Jones do erotic fan-fiction with the Sparta girls, particularly Krystal Caslte, than a Levine match... They both jerk me off, but only one of them is satisfying.
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