Lone Rider (Corner of Forgotten)

['The Franchise' SM Raye]

The EVPW fans are enjoying another eventful night of action when the lights suddenly go out. The Butchertron comes to life with a man wearing a leather jacket with a hood, ripped up jeans, and a black shirt. The shape begins to walk a lonely desert road and a song begins to play.

"Its been so long
Long hard days
they dont say
Gods change my ways
Change my ways
Those evil ways

So I set out
Cross that way
Strike them down
To make them pay
Change their ways
Their evil ways"

As the tempo of the song begins to change the man throws his arms out as if he has been crucified.

"But I can't hide
Oh
And I wont hide
Oh Yeah!
My Evil Ways

I found out
That hate grow cold
The god rise up
Damn my soul
Cause I aint change
change my ways
I aint change

So I wont hide
Oh
I wont hide
Oh
I cant hide Yeah!
Oh
I cant hide HEY!
My evil ways"

The shape begins to move his hands slowly toward the hood, but the screen goes black and is quickly replaced by codes that flash quickly. Letters begin to place themselves below the code. H, E, S, B, A, C,  and finally K.

"Well I cant hide
Oh
And I wont hide
Oh yeah!
Well I cant hide
Oh ouh!
Caus' I cant hide.
My evil ways."

The lights come back and the same person from the video is now standing on the entrance ramp the crowd is silent for a moment.

"He's back and here, but who is HE?"

"We have had SO many sexy EVPW stars returning these days I wonder which one this could be. I hope it's Desperado making an official comeback."

"He is on my list of people who has evil ways so to speak, but I don't think it is The Deadly and Dangerous One."

The shape makes his way down the ramp and into the ring, he uses the steps to get onto the apron as Ms. Morna looks as confused as everyone else. The man steps between the ropes and into the squared circle without a word and approaches the lovely announcer before reaching out and taking the microphone from her.

"Looks like HE is about to address us all."

"Let's see that face."

The shape stands there silent and still for a moment, letting the moment grow before finally quickly removing the hood from over his head to an ovation only equal to that of the match between Hayden Hardkore and Vladimir Strife.

"SM RAYE IS BACK!"

"Ooh my Sexy Outlaw is back! I am going to cream myself Jimmy!"

"Calm down Ray... I wouldn't want you to have to leave to change your Little Mermaid underwear."

"You been spying on my shopping again Jimmy? How did you know I was wearing those?"

Jimmy quickly clears his throat and attempts to change the subject.

"Let's see what Raye has to say... I'm sure he is quite aware of his former rival Chris Pyro no longer being part of the EVPW roster... Makes you wonder what he is thinking."

The Franchise raises the sound amplifying device to his lips as the crowd begins to chant.

"WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK! WELCOME BACK!"

"If I could get you bleating bastards to shut up for a moment."

The crowd stops in seconds as his first sentence finishes.

"Now as I am sure you all know... I have had to go through several surgeries over the last few months to correct the imjuries that was done to me during my last show here... Injuries that were caused by myself and one Chris Pyro..."

Wrestling Last Outlaw stops for a moment as he licks his lips.

"While I was gone I kept an eye on EVPW thanks to a source that remain nameless at this time... But back on topic... I find it fucking funny that shortly after getting me out of his sights Pyro made his not so graceful exit from this place... And while I was gone Kade Samuels the man who out lasted me in the SPW Death Match also took a hiatus... But in the stead of their departures I have seen many old names in the history book of this company make appearances off and on... I have also seen the war building between several of them and several others... And it is funny that I am ONE of the guys... NO I AM THE GUY WHO PUT THIS FUCKING PLACE BACK ON THE MAP! And I don't get so much as a 'come back soon' note and flowers from management or anyone on the roster..."

"I sent him a note and flowers... He must have not have gotten them."

"Shut up Ray... He can't hear you remember."

"SEBASTIAN I SENT YOU FLOWERS AND A NOTE!"

Jimmy rolls his eyes and palms his face at his partner's actions.

"Hell I didn't even get those things from ANY of YOU!"

The One Man Militia points at the crowd, trying his best to get every single person in attendence.

"You HYPOCRITICAL fucks... We put our bodies and lives on the line for you and all you do is falsely support us when we are in action, but the moment one of us goes on the shelf you write him off and go on to the next person that management decides to cram down your fucking throats."

"SM sounds bitter and I cannot believe he is in any way, shape, or form is blaming these people for his stupidity... He is the one who signed up for the SPW Death Match... He is the one who decided to try and take Chris Pyro out."

"Quiet Jimmy... Let him finish talking."

"It's funny I mention the next person who the management decides to cram down your throat... And the reason it is funny because the next person they decide to stick in your suck holes is none other than the current EVPW Decimator Champion Rhaps... The stabbing lunatic who doesn't know a fucking wrist lock from a wrist watch... A man who should have a straight jacket not a God damn championship strapped around him. Oh and it gets better.... Let's take a look at the new faction rising to take on the vile, evil that is now 'running rampant' in this company. The Alliance... Vladimir Strife, Kade Samuels, Maxwell Silverhammer... AND whoever the fuck else they decide to bring in... I'll admit Samuels got one fluke on me so far... Strife is the only worth barely worth the waste of oxygen to mention... But who are The Alliance ALIGNING against... Well there we go the same pussy ass mother fucker who I brought up moments ago... Rhaps, Envy, Nick Carson and AGAIN whoever the fuck else the decide to add to the list..."

"SM is a master at this... Look how the crowd is eating up his every word... And he is so well informed as of current things in this company."

"I think he is just grasping at straws now."

"You see Alliance... Carson.. Rhaps... Envy... HELL I WANT EVERY ONE OF YOU SONSA BITCHES AND WHORES IN THE BACK TO LISTEN! When I am finally cleared I am coming back and I am going to be gunning for anyone who is in MY way as I go for the Decimator Championship. That belt is MY destiny... MY mission... MY cause... MY final brass ring... And I do not care who I have to burn through to get to it... Whether it be Carson, Envy, Samuels, Rhaps, Jaggeroth, Strife... Fuck IF it has to be KINGBEAR himself... I will go through you ALL..."

Raye drops the mic and starts to exit the squared circle, but stops and turns back. He picks the microphone back up.

"You know what... FUCK medical clearance... THE FRANCHISE's road to glory starts NOW!"

He throws the microphone back down and does his signature pose as the crowd rains down their adoration and/or hatred for him.

"Its been so long
Long hard days
they dont say
Gods change my ways
Change my ways
Those evil ways

So I set out
Cross that way
Strike them down
To make them pay
Change their ways
Their evil ways"

TBC if anyone wants or EOT

 

[Rhaps]

The Franchise Player continues to bask in the mixture of adoration, respect and resentment that is showered upon him by the fans in attendance. After a few minutes of little to no activity from anybody backstage, SM Raye takes this to mean that nobody will be joining him in the ring and he makes a move to exit the squared circle. Just as his hand touches the top rope, Psychosocial by Slipknot begins to reverberate around the building and Rhaps’ entrance video plays on the ButcherTron. Rhaps’ appearance isn’t immediately forthcoming so the returning superstar throws his head back and laughs mockingly, clearly not threatened by the Englishman. However a few seconds later and the monstrous form of the reigning Decimation Champion is standing at the head of the entrance ramp with his gaze firmly affixed on SM Raye. The self-aggrandizing grappler’s face turns serious and both men stare at one another.

The voice of the fans falls into a lull, expecting some form of confrontation to ensure between the two men. Rhaps has the Decimator title belt laid on his right shoulder with his knife held firmly in the grasp of his left hand, making it plainly obvious to everyone that he always has his infamous blade at his side at all times and that he is more than willing to use it. The Canterbury Carver almost glowers at Sebastian as he slowly walks toward the gladiatorial arena, the scene of his triumphs and many of his falls from grace. The Englishman finally makes it to the ring steps and he pauses in his movements, gesturing to a stage hand. A microphone is quickly produced and handed to the SIC Monster before he steps through the ring ropes and stands across from the Franchise. The champion receives a wooden expression, SM Raye doing his level best to assure the maniac that his presence does little to intimidate him. Rhaps merely ignores this show of resolve as he raises the auditory equipment to his mouth.

Poor little Sebastian with no friends. You remind Rhapsy of another whiney superstar who goes by the name of Nicholas Carson. You two are so similar, what with your rants about how unfair life is and how nobody respects you or gives you pretty little flowers to prop up your deflated ego when you realise you’re all alone. The truth is though, you’re always alone and Rhapsy embraces the solitude. It makes him a better carver of souls like you and that Perfect specimen, Carson.

Rhaps spits his former brethren’s name venomously. SM Raye merely stands and waits for Rhaps to continue speaking, obviously realising that the Decimation Champion hasn’t finished speaking. Despite this pause in the rhetoric, Rhaps remains silent and instead he merely burns a hole in the Franchise’s head with his eyesight, his imagination running rampant with all the ways he could reduce this man to a quivering mess. SM Raye eventually grows impatient and he tries to retort but is abruptly cut off by the Beast Unleashed.

Despite our differences little one, Rhapsy does agree with you in one regard. This Alliance that’s been formed to combat evil is, in this superstar’s not so humble opinion, a bit lacklustre. They do not have the drive and determination to take on anybody. But in reaction to this, Rhaps is casting out an open invitation to anyone who thinks they are Imperfect enough to join their champion against this ridiculous faction. As for you Sebastian, you would do well to learn your place. Rhapsy admires your will to succeed however but do you have the testicular fortitude to back up your claims? Rhapsy is right here and waiting for you so if you think you have what it takes, make your move. Until then shut up boy and learn to respect those who would carve you up like a Christmas Turkey and leave you for the dogs to finish off.

Rhaps lowers his microphone while keeping his gaze firmly affixed on the superstar standing across from him. The various members of the audience let out a few jeers in response to Rhaps’ threats and jibes while the champion merely remains motionless as he awaits whatever response the Franchise is going to throw at him.

TBC?

OOC: Nice work. Should be interesting to see where this all goes.

[Chris Pyro]

As Rhaps and Raye stare off in the ring, the arena goes dark and a purple smeared grin gets plastered on the butcher tron. As the fans try to figure out what it means, a laughter breaks out over the PA System. After a few more chilling moments pass, a familiar voice hits the speakers.

Chris Pyro:
Hehehehe... I'M BAAAAAACK!

Then the beat of Tilt-A-Whirl by Insane Clown Posse hits the PA System as a spotlight hits the stage.



Chris Pyro stands on the entryway, dressed in black cargo pants, black underarmour shirt and purple flack jacket. His face covered with a black lower face mask with a purple smile painted on it. He makes his way to the ring, high fiving the odd fan as he makes his return. The Jester of Nightmares glares at SM Raye, his old rival, making sure he hasn't forgotten who he is. As the Twisted Ninja reaches the ring, he slides under the rope and pops to his feet. The Jester throws his arms into the air in a gleeful way, laughing as he does so. Pyro asks for a mic and recieves it.

Chris Pyro:
AAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WELCOME TO THE MADHOUSE!

The near mad glee of the Dark Jester quickly subsides as he glares at his old rival.

Chris Pyro:
Well. Well. Well. If it isn't my old buddy, SM Raye. Back from the dead I see. I heard you mention my name, thought I would respond to what you had to say. It was hardly an exit than it was a... hehe... Excursion. But alas I'm back, and now I want to see what EVPW has to offer.

The Demon with the Smile wraps his arms around Raye holding him tightly.

Chris Pyro:
First we have this Alliance to fight evil... Hehe. Not too bright on their parts. Many have tried before, but we're like a bad weed. We just keep coming. Most of our fearless leaders have up and disappeared, though I see Bozz's name again... HAHA! Rhapsy here seems to be just his usual self. Glad to see the real Rhaps is back to join this merry band of mayhem. He is the champion too, even better! HA!

The Dark Jester releases his foe, and glares into his eyes.

Chris Pyro:
First things first... I have some unfinished business with you first, before I make EVPW my own personal fun house again... How about we get back to where we left off?

['The Franchise' SM Raye]

Raye stares into the cold eyes of Chris Pyro and then back to the Decimator Champion. He alternates between the two before letting his trademark smirk grow over his face. The Last Outlaw of Professional Wrestling licks his lips.

"It figures... I finally get my moment and not one, but TWO ballchezes decide to rain on my lil parade..."

He eyeballs the championship in the SIC maniac's possession with a devilish gleam. Though his eyes do not leave the Decimator Championship belt The One Man Militia addresses his jester of a rival. 

"I have to admit you do have one thing right Chris... We do have unfinished business... We do have an issue that is yet to be resolved..."

Raye stops as a unified chant comes from the EVPW masses.

"FINISH IT! FINISH IT! FINISH IT!"

It is only after a few moments of listening to the words of the crowd that Raye turns his eyes back to Pyro, keeping Rhaps in his peripherials (spelling? No auto correct on this computer). He even adds to the effect by aiming his microphone toward the cheering fans as the continue to repeat themselves. He waves for them to quiet down and brings the sound catching device back to himself.


"I think it is obvious what the fucking sheep want... But I am not in the mood to give those bastards the satisfaction..."

He turns back to the stabbing lunatic with an eyebrow raised.

"An OPEN invitation? I better learn MY place? Rhaps I do believe you have forgotten who made it possible for you to come back to this place... OH and for the record... IF I was you I'd thank the freak over there..."

SM nods toward The Dark Jester.

"Cuz if it wasn't for MY unbriddeled HATRED for him... I wouldn't have pushed myself to the limit like I did in the SPW Death Match... Which in turn had me out of action for the last few months... FURTHERMORE... IF I hadn't have gotten injured YOU wouldn't have had the opportunity to hold THAT BELT."

The once fun loving Safety Ranger gives The Militiaman an unreadable look.

"Learn my place? That is what you have to say? Learn my place? MY place is in THIS ring kicking YOUR ass for THAT title."

The fans let out a loud pop to the obvious challenge. Raye turns his attention toward the people in attendence.

"Oh shut the fuck up... No one gives a rat's ass what you idiots think."

He turns his gaze back to the englishman his bloodshot, baby blues locking on the empty pits of the Decimator Champion.

"Or was that your lil fucking straight jacket way of offering me a chance to be an Imperfekt? Something you should know about me CHAMP... Unlike Jaggeroth's lil whore Amanda Nathan I don't play well with others... If you need proof just ask Jerry Nate and THAT jackass."

Raye turns back to Pyro and gets right up into the face of the demented former ninja.

"As for YOU.. Why don't you get out of MY ring and take yourself back to the unemployment office before I lose my temper?"

TBC: Rhaps or Chris either way Thanks guys wasn't expecting anyone to reply to this really lol

[Chris Pyro]

The Dark Jester looks at Raye as he makes his demands. Despite the mask, you can clearly see a large grin come across his face.

Pyro:
Ha. Ha. Ha... Get out of your ring? YOUR ring?! You stole MY joke. You came here AFTER me. This is my ring.

Pyro looks over at Rhaps, eying the belt he holds.

Pyro:
Do you believe this guy? He actually thinks after I ran him out the first time, I'm going to leave HIS ring. HAHA!

The Jester of Nightmares turns back to Raye, getting nose to nose.

Pyro:
You seem to forget where you are. EVPW is MY house. Me, Rhaps, Brooks, Vlad, Jaggeroth, KingBear, Amanda Hallsworth... We all belong here. We made this company. We built it. If anyone is going to have to leave, it will be you. But how much will it take? You already learned I can get to you anyway. Maybe I'll visit that wife of yours... Maybe those little bastards. Or do I pay that grinning mother of yours another visit? HAHA!

['The Franchise' SM Raye]

"You know Pyro.... You're right... You, Rhaps, and so many others did have a hand in starting this company..."

The Last Outlaw of Professional Wrestling lets out a slow breath before turning his sights back to the crazed ninja.

"You know I once thought I was here to save EVPW... To bring WRESTLING back to a place over ran by demons and devils alike... To bring the REAL art of wrestling back to a place that has seen so many people who relied on gimmicks, lackluster manuevers, and weapon shots to get by..."

Raye's baby blues waunder back onto the championship in the grasp of the SIC one and he lets out a soft chuckle.

"But then I realized that was not my mission... The Alliance can save this place from you all IF they wish, but I am here for one reason... AND ONE reason ALONE..."

Raye slides out of the ring.

"You two can continue this however you wish, but I now see what I must do..."

The lone rider makes his way up away from the squared circle and up the ramp. He stops as the crowd falls completely silent and turns back to the two 'men' in the ring. Those baby blues shine brightly as a blank expression covers his face.

"I am not here to SAVE EVPW.... I am here to..."

The only man who seems halfway sane out of the three in this debate licks his lips.

"KILL it."