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Will You Won't You Will You...Ya Know...
Topic Started: Aug 26 2015, 03:34 PM (91 Views)
Joey NOX
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It's been a weird few weeks in Onslaught land. Well, weird would be an understatement. As Patrick Slaughter once put it on twitter; everybody in the Onslaught was "bodied" in some form or fashion recently. It doesn't help matters that Ata Tatupu was once again sitting on the outside looking in at yet another title match situation in Wild Hearts. Butta Smoove betrayed the group and La Chispa? Well she's having her fair share of problems these days. As such, the Onslaught Fight Camp has been noticeably more tight lipped and quiet. The compound, normally bustling with bright young talents trying to establish themselves, mixed martial arts stars who fight for a living and the Onslaught usual talents, has almost gone into a shutdown. It's almost as if the group is in the midst of a regroup or perhaps even an emotional rebuilding phase. There are strong winds of change blowing in the Onslaught Camp and they may not all be good.


Case in point, Ata Tatupu sits in a building normally bustling with activity that is eerily silent. She's sitting at the front desk, her hands impatiently twiddling on her phone. She peeks at the radio on the table and shrugs her shoulders mightily. She pops opens a drawer and grabs the first CD she can find. If you guessed that she pulls out Butta Smoove's latest mixtape, you are absolutely correct. She sighs, pops up the CD case and pulls the disc out. As she looks it over with great disgust, she slowly closes her hand on the CD. As Ata crushes the Butta Smoove CD in her hand, she slams it down onto the front desk and then throws it onto the floor angrily. The Scorned Samoan pushes herself away from the front desk and stands up to pace around. As she's pacing, a workout clothes clad Julie Chan walks into the room. Julie and Ata share a look and the look on Ata's face tells Julie all she needs to know. Julie Chan looks Ata up and down while the two are sharing an awkward silence. With a little wink and a nod, Julie Chan gives Ata a thumbs up and then walks to the front door. Ata watches on in a bespectacled state while Julie Chan opens up the front door.


Ata Tatupu: Aren't you going to say hi to me?


Julie Chan, turning back to Ata: You looked like you wanted to be left alone.


Ata Tatupu: I looked?


Julie Chan: Yeah, you just...had that look about you. Like you didn't want to deal with anybody right now. We all have those moments. We're all having those moments right now, I guess.


Ata Tatupu: Julie, I'm fine. I'm not trying to make it so that people don't want to talk to me.


Julie Chan: I know, Ata. I know I'm just not trying to piss you off anymore. I've got a lot on my mind too. Look I'm sorry, Ata. I'm sorry about a lot of the things going on. We've gotten through worse moments as a group though. We've survived way worse than this as a group. Butta, I mean, look he's not here anymore. I'd rather just focus on the ones we DO have here, the real Onslaught. I just got the feeling that you want to be left alone to sort of handle all of this.


Ata Tatupu: I'm fine, Julie. I agree with everything you said. Pat does too. The people who want to be here are here. Those who don't won't be. It just...betrayal hurts. Not only that but for so long, we've been able to AVOID all of this. This isn't Onslaught from 2012 and 2013. We've been working so hard to avoid those years again and yet here we are. We'll survive---but it still hurts.


Julie Chan: It does hurt---but as long as we love one another and stick together as a team, we'll get over it. It's funny, people said "well who is Butta anyways!" on twitter but I think they miss the point. Maybe Butta Smoove didn't have the biggest win total and maybe he wasn't a superstar to THEM but to us, he was Onslaught. He was a good wrestler and an even better person. I guess that's why it hurts so much?


Ata sighs and nods her head at Julie. She stops pacing and then slowly walks back to the seat at the front desk. She plops down as Julie Chan steps outside and closes the door behind her. Ata enjoys a few seconds of silence before the door opens back up and Julie Chan steps back in. She pauses and gives Ata a look of confusion. Ata, suspecting trouble, gets up off her seat and slowly walks to the door. Julie Chan seems stuck between the rock (the door) and a hard place (Ata) as she tries to put her palms up to Ata.


Ata: What is it?


Julie Chan: If my eyes are not totally gone, I could've sworn I saw somebody who I wouldn't imagine ever seeing here again.


Ata Tatupu: Oh? Well then just step aside, Julie. I'll handle it.


Julie Chan: Ata, I'm not kidding you when I say that I'm not sure if you're ready for this...-cough- person.


Ata Tatupu: Step aside, Julie.


Julie Chan: Can I get my phone first? This might make a cool vine.


Ata Tatupu: Move, Julie.


With a nod, Julie Chan steps to the side and Ata steps in front of the door. Ata isn't sure if it's her maternal instinct or just her temperment but she's ready to start throwing fists at whatever Julie saw. As Ata's standing there, the door pushes open and in steps....Joey NOX? NOX lets the door close behind him as Ata Tatupu glares at him with oh so many emotions in her eyes. The NOX vs Onslaught rivalry in many ways kicked off the Onslaught's 2013 year of discontent and now NOX is here in their gym. In HER house. She seethes as Joey stands there looking as sad as possible. NOX takes a deep breath and opens up his arms, forcing himself to smile.


NOX: So hey Ata! Long time no real talk!


Ata Tatupu, gritting her teeth: How's it going, Joey?


NOX: Well I was kind of hoping we could...talk?


Ata Tatupu: Talk? SURE! I'm hoping you'll let me have the first word?


NOX: Look, I'm sorry for everything I've ever done to you guys. Okay well no, I don't apologize. I meant all of that BUT you guys have become 1,000 times better because of it so I think it all worked out in the end.


Ata Tatupu, with a hint of anger and a sense of rush: Oh I understand. Trust me I hear you.


NOX: And I know you guys are going through some tough times right now and I know you're probably a hell of a lot more busy than I am currently so why WOULD you help me out? Well it's because PRW is at stake here. Well maybe not PRW but a part of it. Carlos called me out and I truly have no idea what to do about it. Should I retire? Unretire? Does he deserve this?


Ata Tatupu: Why didn't you ask Bella?


NOX: Because I respect your opinion more. I mean that's just a fact. You guys, you guys ALWAYS do the right thing and seem to make the right choices. You're honest, even to a fault, and I am infinitely more interested in hearing you be honest to me than anyone else. Not that Bella isn't honest! Just...look I would've asked Bella Quinn but a) I don't want to get stabbed or hit with a bottle and b? I figure if anybody is going to tell it to me straight, it'd be you. Your reputation of being a straight shooter is well warranted.


So look....I'm not asking for you to forgive me and I'm not asking for us to be pals but for JUST one time can you do the right thing and help me out here? I mean I need help.



]Ata Tatupu: So you want my help? After everything you did to me now you want my help. After EVERY single moment you spent making my life an utter hell and asylum you want my help? And you're 100% serious about this.


NOX: Well I was hoping for Pat on this but I figure if you can help, I'd appreciate it.


Ata Tatupu: Okay well for starters, I'd say blink.


NOX: Blink, why blink?


Ata Tatupu: Because if you don't see it coming, it'll hurt less.


Before NOX can get the words out of his mouth, a fist from Ata Tatupu is in his face. Joey closes his eyes and eats every bit of Ata's frustrations, angers and deep rooted hatred for him. The last thing Joey sees as he falls is Julie Chan with her cell phone out filming the entire thing. I suppose NOX should've expected this to happen as he catches himself from bonking his head on the ceramic floor. He sits up on the floor and stares up at Ata Tatupu who is heaving from the effort. As Joey checks his nose, Ata Tatupu shakes out her fist with a scowl on her face. With blood slowly leaking out from his nose, Joey tries to not look like a punk as Ata stands over him like Ali with Louis.


Ata Tatupu: You still conscious?


NOX: Yeah, I...I probably should've seen that one coming.


Ata Tatupu: Good. You ready for part two?


NOX with a hint of horror in his voice: THERE'S A PART TWO?!


Ata Tatupu: Listen to me very clearly. PRW has ENOUGH old ass fake ass wanna be suckas who pop in once in a while to get a paycheck and then leave. I've almost grown respectful of you for sitting on the sidelines and only showing up to help Nebraska Jones out. I actually kind of don't mind you now because you're not an Ace Andrews or whoever else walks around to do fucking cameos and then collect their check. You want to come back? Fine, do it. You want to stay out? Fine, you do that. You wanna fuck around and use PRW for your own personal gain? I'll find you and give you plenty more where that hand came from. You WILL NOT be the Joey NOX of old. If you do, I WILL hurt you. You got all that?


NOX, wip[ing the blood off of his face: So your goal is to punch me into subservience?


Ata Tatupu: No, my goal is to tell it to you straight and warn you. PRW has enough disloyal fake mother fuckers running around. Be the next and you'll be the last. There, how's that for honesty?


A part of NOX wants to get mad. Instead though, something clicks upstairs. He gets what Ata's saying and more importantly he understands what the point of it all is. Joey pulls himself off the floor and wipes at his nose, giving Ata a cold glare. Ata returns the glare and then nods at him once. The silence is an unspoken bond between two longtime rivals who are having that seldom moment of clarity. Joey nods back and then cracks a smile, blood from his nose running down his teeth.


NOX: I owe ya one, Ata.


Ata Tatupu: Yeah well whatever you decide, I might just call you on it.


With that Ata motions to the door. Rather than fight it or act tough, Joey just gives her a smirk and a nod. He steps through the door and heads out into the Florida heat. Ata looks at the blood on the floor and then gives Julie Chan a look. Julie looks at her, looks at the blood and then groans angrily.


Julie Chan: Fine! I'll get the mop!
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