Post by Steve Sinclair on Jan 27, 2017 19:26:08 GMT
There is nothing bar the acoustic melodies of Shadow Fax’s The Agenda, as slowly the scene fades from the pure darkness to The IWA Gimmick title, slowly bringing a table into the view with it, in a small booth.
The song continuing, the camera cuts to the left as a waitress plants down a JD and Coke to the victorious new champ, although what could be seen as of more relevance is The Dogs current scene, not his usual smoky downtown bar, but, the Ravens Spell. Cobalt’s bar, which, is surprising to say the least when a mere handful of hours ago he cost her, her PPV match up against the deranged Nanook. Slowly the song dies down in background, the rushed chatter of pre and post PPVers here to celebrate with the fantastic Cobalt, despite defeat.
Though a large crowd constantly gathers the new champion replies with smart remarks and smiles. . MD smiles and wipes his belt with his new shirt, the word ‘Chump’ written in blood red, ironic with the slab of gold on the table. Presented to him by Raving Rendal himself. Mad Dawg, a third pure adrenaline, a third ego, and a third alcohol stands on his booth, raising the belt to a mass cheer before heading to the pool tables. Cueing off against a man in his early 20’s, the two exchange jokes and trivial comments, Mad Dawg shrugs one off to which the man laughs, and looks at his cue, considering whether he’s worth breaking such a fine cue. Indeed the Ravens Spell sheds no expenses in glamour and top quality Whisky, as the Dawg discovers with a neat double
While up in her private rooms above the bar, the scattered items of Cobalt's gym bag can be seen littering the floor. A grumbling Cobalt emerges from the shower towel drying her hair. She kicks her boots half way across the room as she makes her way towards the closet. Rummaging through the wardrobe Cobalt starts flinging clothes over her shoulder, adding to the pile already on the floor. At last in the deep dark recesses of the closet she finds what she’s looking for, grabbing the garment and a few other items she hastily gets dressed before heading to her office where no doubt Cerri will be waiting for her.
As sure as ever Cerri was leaning against the desk waiting for Cobalt in her office
" I would say nice match, but we both know it sucked." Cerri says with a smile as Cobalt enters the room dressed in a black leather cat suit, silver belt, long silver Celtic knot earrings, wide silver cuff bracelets, black high heel boots and her hair pulled back into a high pony tail.
" No shite Sherlock! But I dunna give a flying fook. That Eskimo's days are numbered as well as Mad Dawg that bloody git." Cobalt says as she gestures wildly around the room, before sitting down behind the desk.
" Nice attitude! It matches your outfit." Cerri says still smirking
" Thank you, I try me best don't you know. " Cobalt scans her emails and the paper work on her desk temporarily ignoring her sister and the music form the bar down below. She lights a cigarette and takes a much needed puff then rests her chin on her hand and watches the smoke rings she’s blown float toward the ceiling"
" Are you ever going to drop that habit?"
Cobalt gives Cerri a side-glance as she crushes out the cigarette " Old habits are hard to drop, and much like Draven I need to drop this one too."
Cerri laughs then directs Cobalt’s attention to all the people in the bar below" You ever going to make an appearance to your adoring public?"
" Yes, yes I am." Its then that Cobalt notices a flash of gold and someone standing on top of one of her booths. Peering closely through the double paned security glass she notices Mad Dawg flashing his new belt. Cursing she pushes her chair back and grabs the walkie talkie off her desk, and talks to the bouncer down below." Dave ye see tha' stupid git standing on the table? Make sure he doesn't leave...Oh put him in the VIP lounge for now, make him feel special."
" Raven what are you up to? "
" Well for starters I’m going down there and talk to my guests then I'm going to dance a bit, maybe have a wee drink. Then I'm going to kick Mad Dawg arse out of my bar after I give him a piece of my mind."
Scorpion can hear the music playing as he parks his motorcycle out front. He climbs off his bike and straightens his clothes. He is wearing black jeans and boots, with a tight gray turtleneck sweater that accents his muscles and a black leather jacket that comes down to just past his ass. He steps into the bar and watches as more than one head turns his way. He looks over at the bar and sees the person he’s come to see. He walks over to the bar as Angus waves at him.
“Hey Doc glad you could finally make it.” Angus says.
“Well as you know I’ve been a bit busy but I’m here now.”
“That you are, mate. I want you to meet the boss lady she should be down soon. Oh yeah and that wrestler Mad Dawg is here. And let me tell you the boss lady is gonna be fuming over that one, I tell you. He cost her, her match tonight.”
“He did?? Her match?? Who is your boss?”
Before Angus can answer the crowd in the barroom quiets down as Cobalt makes her appearance. She climbs up onto the top of the antique oak bar counter and scans the crowd. Noting that Dave has done his job she begins her speech. As she begins Angus points up at her as Scorpion looks at her with wide eyes.
" Thank You all for coming to Ravens Spell tonight, I hope you enjoyed watching the PPV, and of course everything that we have to offer here this evening. Now I know that this was supposed to be a victory celebration but the fates decided otherwise. But nonetheless I celebrate my wins and my loses...why you ask? Hell cause its a reason to party!! And you all also know I will get even anyway, besides I still have my belt and that moron Nanook has to fight Scorpion. Better him than me, so in a way I did win out too.
But why waste time talking about stuff that’s already history, we're here in the present and I say we party!!!!!"
The mob cheers and raises their glasses in a toast to Cobalt who jumps down and heads towards the dance floor where the music has already started.
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The camera cuts to the VIP room located in the back of the building. Nothing was spared in the lavishness of the room . Dark oak wainscotting , sanguine colored walls , lush red velvet chairs, and a antique persian rugs scattered across the floor. . The Dawg pulls up a chair in the smoky room and drags it closer to one of the conversation tables in the room and props his feet up on it. Taking a drag from his cigar Dawg puffs smoke in the direction of the wide screen TV mounted in one of the walls. grabbing the remote with one hand, he flicks on the TV,and pulling out another cigar, turning his promo more and more posh Acolyte by the second, he lights his manifestation of glory and takes a drag, turning on the TV to show himself clambering through the cage, smiling all the way. “I’m sure you all love me now, I'm your new IWA Gimmick champion, your self proclaimed champion” he laughs “but I'm also sure that there’ll be a lot of bitching from the likes of Dreamers about how I didn’t work, luck of the draw, didn’t even break a sweat. Well, I say to you. I did, and as proof” Mid speech he turns his back to the TV once again and hits the rewind
Rendal:" looks like it’s down to Dreamer and the Dog...."
Mad dog and Billy dreamer hit ground level. Dreamer gets whipped into the cage by Mad Dog
Mad Dawg hits the pause as he begins to duck in anticipation, and pinpoints a rouge bead of perspiration on his head in the flaming cell. “Right there…broke a sweat…. see? So to all those who say I didn’t there you are, too all those who say I did nothing, they saw me climb out of the cage, and too all those who say I was lucky, hell luck of the draw little bitches, what does it matter? I’m the champ!! He laughs a wide grin on his face, “Then of course, I’ve been asked what was I doing with Nanook? Or now, more appropriately, with Cobalt. This is her bar I'm in after all. Am I correct? Of course I am, I’m the champ too! So what was I doing with Cobalt and what now?” MD takes another sweet drag of the ciggy and smiles.
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The camera cuts back to the dance floor where the techno version of Cars by Gary Nueman and Fear Factory has begun to play . In the middle of the gyrating crowd is Cobalt , who for a time has put the wrestling world behind her. But that would soon change . Bored in the back Mad Dawg has made his way to the bar and has more than his fair share of the wicked brews served there, something that another visitor to the bar has also noticed.
<< add scorp bit here if ye want>>
Winded after a few reels of dancing Cobalt heads to the bar to drench her thirst. As she gets closer can hear MAd Dawg brag about his victory and his new belt . The anger she has tried to bury during the night resurfaces worse than before. Grabbing a drink off the bar she walks up to her tag partnerand throws the drink into his face.
" Soooo Dawg are you having fun yet or do you plan on beating me up again? Cause I can guarentee you this time I'm prepared an you will not have the advantage over me.:"
Mad DAwg just smiles back at Cobalt further inrageing her, a fact that is not lost among the people in the close vicinity .
" Oh so ye think its funny huh lad? We had a fooking bargin , and I don't know about you but I kinda think its a personal issue when your tag partner comes out in an important match and beats the crap outta me costing me the match. That just pisses me off. I dunna like people turning on me , much less coming into my bar and rubbing it in and flaunting their belt."
A cocky grin spreads across MAd Dawgs face " An what ya gunna do about it bitch?"
A feral growl emerges from Cobalts throat as she rushes at him knocking him to the ground and knocking the smile off his face . A crowd soon gathers as the two brawl it out with Cobalt gaining th eupper advatage over Mad Dawgs enibrated state. The bouncers make a move to seperate the two but Angus holds them off .
"Lads I think you better let them settle their differences the best way they know how."
Broken chairs and tables lay in their wake as the brawl progresses closer to the front of the bar . Both participants drawing blood from the other as they battle it out. After catching Mad Dawg off guard Cobalt pulls her arm back ready to strike MD with a right hook when her arm is grabbed . She whips her head around to find Draven holding her arm , a menacing grin on his face .
" So you bitch , you filed for divorce and had me thrown out of the house.That wasn't good enough for you , you had to ruin my come back didn't you?"
Cobalt laughs and spits in his face " You ruined everything yourself you stupid bastard!"
Grabbing her other arm and dragging it behind her back Draven holds her giving MD a free shot at hitting Cobalt. Dazzed by the punch to her stomach Cobalt is slightly winded. Recovering quickly she is able to push all her torso weight towards Draven so that he is supporting her, using this to her advantage she puts both her feet together and slams MD in the chest knocking both him and Draven down. Rolling out of Dravens hold she stands up . Seconds later Draven is back on his feet again and advances towards her .
" Drave you were never really a good wrestler , your marraige to me was the only thing that helped your puny career along. Oh and one more thing ..Wilburman was a far better lover than you ever were."
<<scorp blocking punch and basically kicking crap out of drave bit can go here>>
With Draven being taken care of , Cobalt centers all her attention on Mad Dawg
The song continuing, the camera cuts to the left as a waitress plants down a JD and Coke to the victorious new champ, although what could be seen as of more relevance is The Dogs current scene, not his usual smoky downtown bar, but, the Ravens Spell. Cobalt’s bar, which, is surprising to say the least when a mere handful of hours ago he cost her, her PPV match up against the deranged Nanook. Slowly the song dies down in background, the rushed chatter of pre and post PPVers here to celebrate with the fantastic Cobalt, despite defeat.
Though a large crowd constantly gathers the new champion replies with smart remarks and smiles. . MD smiles and wipes his belt with his new shirt, the word ‘Chump’ written in blood red, ironic with the slab of gold on the table. Presented to him by Raving Rendal himself. Mad Dawg, a third pure adrenaline, a third ego, and a third alcohol stands on his booth, raising the belt to a mass cheer before heading to the pool tables. Cueing off against a man in his early 20’s, the two exchange jokes and trivial comments, Mad Dawg shrugs one off to which the man laughs, and looks at his cue, considering whether he’s worth breaking such a fine cue. Indeed the Ravens Spell sheds no expenses in glamour and top quality Whisky, as the Dawg discovers with a neat double
While up in her private rooms above the bar, the scattered items of Cobalt's gym bag can be seen littering the floor. A grumbling Cobalt emerges from the shower towel drying her hair. She kicks her boots half way across the room as she makes her way towards the closet. Rummaging through the wardrobe Cobalt starts flinging clothes over her shoulder, adding to the pile already on the floor. At last in the deep dark recesses of the closet she finds what she’s looking for, grabbing the garment and a few other items she hastily gets dressed before heading to her office where no doubt Cerri will be waiting for her.
As sure as ever Cerri was leaning against the desk waiting for Cobalt in her office
" I would say nice match, but we both know it sucked." Cerri says with a smile as Cobalt enters the room dressed in a black leather cat suit, silver belt, long silver Celtic knot earrings, wide silver cuff bracelets, black high heel boots and her hair pulled back into a high pony tail.
" No shite Sherlock! But I dunna give a flying fook. That Eskimo's days are numbered as well as Mad Dawg that bloody git." Cobalt says as she gestures wildly around the room, before sitting down behind the desk.
" Nice attitude! It matches your outfit." Cerri says still smirking
" Thank you, I try me best don't you know. " Cobalt scans her emails and the paper work on her desk temporarily ignoring her sister and the music form the bar down below. She lights a cigarette and takes a much needed puff then rests her chin on her hand and watches the smoke rings she’s blown float toward the ceiling"
" Are you ever going to drop that habit?"
Cobalt gives Cerri a side-glance as she crushes out the cigarette " Old habits are hard to drop, and much like Draven I need to drop this one too."
Cerri laughs then directs Cobalt’s attention to all the people in the bar below" You ever going to make an appearance to your adoring public?"
" Yes, yes I am." Its then that Cobalt notices a flash of gold and someone standing on top of one of her booths. Peering closely through the double paned security glass she notices Mad Dawg flashing his new belt. Cursing she pushes her chair back and grabs the walkie talkie off her desk, and talks to the bouncer down below." Dave ye see tha' stupid git standing on the table? Make sure he doesn't leave...Oh put him in the VIP lounge for now, make him feel special."
" Raven what are you up to? "
" Well for starters I’m going down there and talk to my guests then I'm going to dance a bit, maybe have a wee drink. Then I'm going to kick Mad Dawg arse out of my bar after I give him a piece of my mind."
Scorpion can hear the music playing as he parks his motorcycle out front. He climbs off his bike and straightens his clothes. He is wearing black jeans and boots, with a tight gray turtleneck sweater that accents his muscles and a black leather jacket that comes down to just past his ass. He steps into the bar and watches as more than one head turns his way. He looks over at the bar and sees the person he’s come to see. He walks over to the bar as Angus waves at him.
“Hey Doc glad you could finally make it.” Angus says.
“Well as you know I’ve been a bit busy but I’m here now.”
“That you are, mate. I want you to meet the boss lady she should be down soon. Oh yeah and that wrestler Mad Dawg is here. And let me tell you the boss lady is gonna be fuming over that one, I tell you. He cost her, her match tonight.”
“He did?? Her match?? Who is your boss?”
Before Angus can answer the crowd in the barroom quiets down as Cobalt makes her appearance. She climbs up onto the top of the antique oak bar counter and scans the crowd. Noting that Dave has done his job she begins her speech. As she begins Angus points up at her as Scorpion looks at her with wide eyes.
" Thank You all for coming to Ravens Spell tonight, I hope you enjoyed watching the PPV, and of course everything that we have to offer here this evening. Now I know that this was supposed to be a victory celebration but the fates decided otherwise. But nonetheless I celebrate my wins and my loses...why you ask? Hell cause its a reason to party!! And you all also know I will get even anyway, besides I still have my belt and that moron Nanook has to fight Scorpion. Better him than me, so in a way I did win out too.
But why waste time talking about stuff that’s already history, we're here in the present and I say we party!!!!!"
The mob cheers and raises their glasses in a toast to Cobalt who jumps down and heads towards the dance floor where the music has already started.
............................................unedited bit...........................
The camera cuts to the VIP room located in the back of the building. Nothing was spared in the lavishness of the room . Dark oak wainscotting , sanguine colored walls , lush red velvet chairs, and a antique persian rugs scattered across the floor. . The Dawg pulls up a chair in the smoky room and drags it closer to one of the conversation tables in the room and props his feet up on it. Taking a drag from his cigar Dawg puffs smoke in the direction of the wide screen TV mounted in one of the walls. grabbing the remote with one hand, he flicks on the TV,and pulling out another cigar, turning his promo more and more posh Acolyte by the second, he lights his manifestation of glory and takes a drag, turning on the TV to show himself clambering through the cage, smiling all the way. “I’m sure you all love me now, I'm your new IWA Gimmick champion, your self proclaimed champion” he laughs “but I'm also sure that there’ll be a lot of bitching from the likes of Dreamers about how I didn’t work, luck of the draw, didn’t even break a sweat. Well, I say to you. I did, and as proof” Mid speech he turns his back to the TV once again and hits the rewind
Rendal:" looks like it’s down to Dreamer and the Dog...."
Mad dog and Billy dreamer hit ground level. Dreamer gets whipped into the cage by Mad Dog
Mad Dawg hits the pause as he begins to duck in anticipation, and pinpoints a rouge bead of perspiration on his head in the flaming cell. “Right there…broke a sweat…. see? So to all those who say I didn’t there you are, too all those who say I did nothing, they saw me climb out of the cage, and too all those who say I was lucky, hell luck of the draw little bitches, what does it matter? I’m the champ!! He laughs a wide grin on his face, “Then of course, I’ve been asked what was I doing with Nanook? Or now, more appropriately, with Cobalt. This is her bar I'm in after all. Am I correct? Of course I am, I’m the champ too! So what was I doing with Cobalt and what now?” MD takes another sweet drag of the ciggy and smiles.
...............................................................................................................................................................................................
The camera cuts back to the dance floor where the techno version of Cars by Gary Nueman and Fear Factory has begun to play . In the middle of the gyrating crowd is Cobalt , who for a time has put the wrestling world behind her. But that would soon change . Bored in the back Mad Dawg has made his way to the bar and has more than his fair share of the wicked brews served there, something that another visitor to the bar has also noticed.
<< add scorp bit here if ye want>>
Winded after a few reels of dancing Cobalt heads to the bar to drench her thirst. As she gets closer can hear MAd Dawg brag about his victory and his new belt . The anger she has tried to bury during the night resurfaces worse than before. Grabbing a drink off the bar she walks up to her tag partnerand throws the drink into his face.
" Soooo Dawg are you having fun yet or do you plan on beating me up again? Cause I can guarentee you this time I'm prepared an you will not have the advantage over me.:"
Mad DAwg just smiles back at Cobalt further inrageing her, a fact that is not lost among the people in the close vicinity .
" Oh so ye think its funny huh lad? We had a fooking bargin , and I don't know about you but I kinda think its a personal issue when your tag partner comes out in an important match and beats the crap outta me costing me the match. That just pisses me off. I dunna like people turning on me , much less coming into my bar and rubbing it in and flaunting their belt."
A cocky grin spreads across MAd Dawgs face " An what ya gunna do about it bitch?"
A feral growl emerges from Cobalts throat as she rushes at him knocking him to the ground and knocking the smile off his face . A crowd soon gathers as the two brawl it out with Cobalt gaining th eupper advatage over Mad Dawgs enibrated state. The bouncers make a move to seperate the two but Angus holds them off .
"Lads I think you better let them settle their differences the best way they know how."
Broken chairs and tables lay in their wake as the brawl progresses closer to the front of the bar . Both participants drawing blood from the other as they battle it out. After catching Mad Dawg off guard Cobalt pulls her arm back ready to strike MD with a right hook when her arm is grabbed . She whips her head around to find Draven holding her arm , a menacing grin on his face .
" So you bitch , you filed for divorce and had me thrown out of the house.That wasn't good enough for you , you had to ruin my come back didn't you?"
Cobalt laughs and spits in his face " You ruined everything yourself you stupid bastard!"
Grabbing her other arm and dragging it behind her back Draven holds her giving MD a free shot at hitting Cobalt. Dazzed by the punch to her stomach Cobalt is slightly winded. Recovering quickly she is able to push all her torso weight towards Draven so that he is supporting her, using this to her advantage she puts both her feet together and slams MD in the chest knocking both him and Draven down. Rolling out of Dravens hold she stands up . Seconds later Draven is back on his feet again and advances towards her .
" Drave you were never really a good wrestler , your marraige to me was the only thing that helped your puny career along. Oh and one more thing ..Wilburman was a far better lover than you ever were."
<<scorp blocking punch and basically kicking crap out of drave bit can go here>>
With Draven being taken care of , Cobalt centers all her attention on Mad Dawg