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Post by Eden on Sept 27, 2020 22:24:46 GMT -5
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Match Six: Jonny Cedrone versus Chris Matthews A rematch of the epic series!
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Post by Jonny Cedrone on Oct 2, 2020 20:11:59 GMT -5
**--This scene opens up in a gritty, black and white filter with Cedrone sitting in his chair wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. He sits in his chair, leaning over just a bit with his arms across his knees and his hands meeting at the fingertips. The camera shot begins to slowly spin in a clockwise direction as Cedrone begins to speak--**
“They say that when you encounter Havoc, you change. I don’t know if you get some sort of chemical imbalance. I don’t know if you go completely insane trying to figure out what’s real and what’s not. But you question everything in life. You question the very fiber of life as you thought you knew it. Something inside you…just snaps.”
**--The scene stops spinning just as Cedrone says the word “snaps” and the shot now sits straight on with Cedrone. He looks up and into the camera--**
“Havoc, you underestimate. You underestimate the sheer will power within all of the warriors of The Revolutionaries. You even had the audacity to underestimate MY will power? That’s where you made your mistake. You think that just because you’re this embodiment of evil, this Michael Myers of the World Wrestling Headquarters, that you can freely do whatever it is that you want to do to whomever you want to do it to whenever you want to do it. You fancy the World Wrestling Headquarters as your playground.”
**--Jonny cocks his head as if a lightbulb just went off in his head--**
“I get it now. The World Wrestling Headquarters is ‘your’ playground and you’re the big bad bully of this playground. That makes sense! That makes sense because when a bully is stood up to by somebody that won’t take their crap, the bully pouts up and goes running home to their mommy!”
**--Jonny’s grimace changes from an “Aha!” to that of laser focus and intensity--**
“Havoc, you can pout, you can cry out, you can curse at the moon and stars all you want about how we ‘weren’t supposed to get the best of you’ or that I ‘wasn’t supposed to beat you’ or piss and moan about how I won’t let you live down the fact I beat you. The truth of the matter is that you’re finally getting stood up to and you don’t like it! You’re getting treated like the bully that you are and you don’t like it. You want to be able to just keep us all under your thumb and be able to do with us what you want. The Revolutionaries and I are showing you that we won’t take your crap anymore and we’re taking back the World Wrestling Headquarters from your tyranny! And in regards to bragging about the fact that I beat you – in all seriousness, you and I both know, or at least I hope you knew this about me, that I don’t like winning matches unless I earned it. I don’t like getting the cheap wins! I….”
**--Jonny thought about it for a moment then gets a little animated when he says the following--**
“Nah! Screw that! I beat you Havoc! In my win/loss record, I have you as one of the people that I beat!! And you should get used to it because you’re not going to hold onto those Championships for much longer! Not if The Revolutionaries have anything to do with it!”
**--Cedrone regroups himself and sits back in his sitting position that he was in before. The filter slowly fades from black and white to color as Cedrone continues to speak--**
“Now, while I’m on the subject of Championships, I want to turn my attention to the missing puzzle piece in my life right now – The International Championship. Ms. Matsuda, I’ve sent out emails, text messages, DMs, voicemails…I’ve tried every conceivable action that I can think of to try to get a hold of you and management for an answer to the challenge that I laid out for ya at the last Dystopia for a rematch for the International Championship. I haven’t heard anything. Well, the only thing that I haven’t tried is a letter, with everything going on with the postal services right now, please don’t let that be my next line of action.”
“Ms. Matsuda, in challenging you for the International Championship, I sincerely hope you don’t take it as me trying to disrespect you by any stretch of the imagination. You are more than worthy of holding that Championship, right along with holding the Women’s Championship, and since we’re being honest, you’re more than worthy of holding the Affliction and World Championship too! You’re the War Goddess and like every great warrior, you set out with goals and you achieve each and every one of them. You’re well decorated WITH those goals!! You’re not only a multi-Champion here in the World Wrestling Headquarters, but you also hold Championships in other companies. Your long list of accomplishments is well documented and along with your skills in the ring, they back up every claim that you make in your promos! You are truly an honorable Champion and hold all of your Championships with great respect and instill an astronomical amount of prestige into each of them!”
“Ya see, my problem is that once I get the taste of gold, I become fixated on it. You can say that I become obsessed with it. Once I have it, I have to keep it. Once I lose it, I have to get it back. As the Champion of the People, I know that I don’t necessarily need a Championship belt to let people know that I’m their Champion. Everything that I do in that ring and everything that I do for the people, I prove day in and day out that I have the heart of a Champion. But there’s just something about having the Championship gold securely around your waist that sorta solidifies your status as a top-tier performer in the ring! I’m sure you understand Ms. Matsuda! You know how good you are, but there’s just something about having those Championships that proves it just a little bit more. I guess that’s how I feel. Besides – the fact that when I renamed that Championship to the International Championship and the meaning behind it – that Championship means a lot to me.”
**--Jonny sports a bit of a smirk before he continues--**
“I’m not even going to talk about a different personal reason why I want that Championship back….okay, yeah I will. Sah’ta Thor. Do I really need to say more? As soon as the man stepped foot back into the company, I knew that I had to meet him in the ring. When he brought up the fact that the International Champion is nothing more than a toy belt, it pissed me off so bad. Like I said before, that Championship means the world to me – and to have you come in and say things like that? Well I take it personally. You bring in your Championship from, what, 2014? 2016? And you proclaim yourself to be the REAL International Champion? I don’t think so. The International Championship that’s here today is a Championship that represents every continent, every country, every city, every town, every suburb, every rural area, every single person of every single sex, race, religion, sexual orientation, and any other identifiers of difference that you can think of. It’s a Championship that represents all of them and is meant to bring them all together as one because I don’t discriminate! I love everybody equally and I represent everybody equally, and I know that together we can change the world for the good. The Championship that you hold – what does it represent? Just the past?”
**--Jonny looks back down towards his hands--**
“With all that said, I want to bring it back to the present day – to the here and now. I just got the phone call from Ms. Franklin and she told me who I’m facing on the next episode of Dystopia. Mr. Matthews, we’re starting to know a little bit more about each other aren’t we? We went from not meeting each other at all to now meeting for the third time in the ring. The first time – we fought to a draw. The last time – I got the better of ya. This time? Well who knows what fate has in store for us in this encounter?”
“No matter the outcome of the match, the one thing that’s for sure is that we’re going to go out to that ring and we’re going to tear the house down. You will give it your all, I will give it my all and we will take each other to limits that neither of us have ever experienced before. High profile match after high profile match after high profile match, I’ve reached my limits and surpassed those them on multiple occasions Mr. Matthews. I assure you though that no matter what limits I’ve ever reached in the past, they all pale in comparison to what you put me through in each altercation we’ve had Mr. Mathews. I have the utmost respect for you Mr. Matthews. The amount of disdain that I admittedly had for you was insurmountable after we met in the War of Attrition Battle Royal. You eliminated me and my hopes of winning the match and I wanted to make you pay and pay dearly Mr. Matthews! But the amount of respect is real!”
“When we met in our first one-on-one encounter, both of us had something to prove. I had to prove to you that your elimination of me in the War of Attrition was a fluke and you had to prove that you deserved to get out of the Sanatorium and belonged as a Dystopia Warrior. We battled it out like only two warriors could and we finished in a draw. In the next encounter that we had, we set out to kick each other’s ass and avenge the fact that neither of us could get the win in the match prior. We took each other through Hell…and frankly I think we liked it Mr. Matthews! It was a bit of a badge of honor. Fortunately for me, unfortunately for you, I got the big win in that match.”
“Fast forward Mr. Matthews. Fast forward to October 4th. In just a matter of days Mr. Matthews, you and I will meet for a third time. You and I will meet in the middle of that ring and take each other through Hell once more Mr. Matthews. With each of us with the absolute goal of winning – no matter what – this match…this fight will, once again, not be for the faint of heart. You should know by now Mr. Matthews that you should be ready for anything and everything because I will throw it all at you and not think twice about it. I’m going into this match for the win and won’t leave satisfied with anything less! If I know you as well as I think I do, you are doing the same thing – and I welcome it, I want it, I expect it Mr. Matthews!”
**--Jonny slowly stands up and slides his hands into the pockets of his pants--**
“Mr. Matthews, don’t think for one second that just because I have so many things on my plate that I’m not focused on the task at hand because I always work on one goal at a time. I’m going to take care of this little issue first then I’m going to take care of bringing home the International Championship. After that? Well…the sky’s the limit. With your skills, abilities and passion Mr. Matthews, you could say the same thing. But right now, seeing what I have set in front of me…I can’t let this opportunity pass me by. I can’t allow you to achieve your goal whereas I can’t achieve mine Mr. Matthews.”
“Bring your best Mr. Matthews – because I’m going to bring mine.”
“Best of luck to you Mr. Matthews.”
**--Jonny slowly walks off camera as the scene cuts to a snowy feed then fades to black--**
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Post by 𝘾𝙃𝙍𝙄𝙎 𝙈𝘼𝙏𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙒𝙎 on Oct 2, 2020 22:04:41 GMT -5
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PROLOGUE ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ … … … … …
It seems like this a repeated thing between Jonny and me?
I still remember what happened between us, and I can't help but think this is a punishment. Is it because I went to Sanatorium to try to hurt Hunter knowing dang well that she would be a coward? Maybe, maybe not. But I know Jonny enough to know that I can't focus on Hunter as Jonny is the one man I know that needs all the focus on.
Jonny and I go way back during my re-debut, and it didn't end well for either one of us. It ended in a double count-out, and I thought that it was a good match -- and it was. After a while, I was able to focus on something else until it started with Hunter. After all the shit that said, I knew I had to make her life a living hell, and I have.
But as I stated, Jonny and I have a match where everything could be on the line. Will he be focused? Who knows, honestly. I know that Jonny that got things going on right now, and that's fine. I think his head is more or less messed-up because of the International Championship.
What will go down in this match? No idea. But isn't that the fun part of it? Jonny, you need to finally understand that I'm ready to throw down and put you where you so rightfully belong. I want you to bring the best out that you possibly can because that way, I can finally humiliate you in the center of that ring, and I can finally put this all behind me.
After it's all said and done, I'm heading off and taking care of my own business. So, go ahead and do what you need to do, Jonny. After all, you love getting in the ring with me. You love knowing that I can give you a challenge. But I have to give you props for beating Havoc. I know going up against someone like him isn't easy. But you want to know something, Jonny? I eliminated him in the match in the Battle Royal. Granted, if he didn't distract me or anything of that sort, I would've been the winner.
Yeah, you heard me right, and you know it. You know deep down that after I humiliated you, you had a burning desire to get your hands on me. And yes, you beat me, and once again, we're on the battlefield against each other.
The gods demand bloodshed, and that is what they shall get when Dystopia comes around.
They say the mountain is and will be a tough climb. I know that because every time I climb that said mountain -- I fall. I fall back to the bottom. But I know that I have to keep trying.
I know the victory to win will be a challenge, and you know what? I welcome that challenge because I know that in the end, it always works out. Not because I want it to, but because I know I have to.
I guess we shall find out when Dystopia comes around. For now, I end this, and I'm going to show everyone I can still be as brutal as once was. … … … … … ================================ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Scene 1 » working ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Chris Matthews is sitting at his bar and drinking some mead. He has people working and being somewhat busy, but not as much as it should be. But the bar is still staying afloat right now. People are drinking and eating while Chris is just thinking about his life in the ring. He has a lot to think about when he goes into the ring with Jonny. Chris is wearing a black t-shirt, jeans, and sneakers on his feet. A fan is coming up to Chris, and it was a young woman around the age of Twenty one. She is a blonde-hair woman. She's wearing a Chris Matthews woman tee, black leggings, and black heel boots.
“Excuse me, but are you, Chris Matthews, from WWH?” As the women said in a soft tone.
“Yeah, I am. What can I do for you?”
She begins to speak in such a nervous tone. “Well...I'm looking around and see that you some kind of help in this bar -- and well, I was hoping I could get a job here.”
“As you can tell, everything is running smoothly. So, I think I'm good.” She lowered her head as she was just someone who came out of college. She just needed a job was a job. “Thank you anyways. I'm so sorry to bother you.”
She walks away from Chris. Chris was never the type of person to do the hiring for a job. But he did feel bad -- sorta.
“Wait, what can you do?” As stops and looks back at him. “I can do anything you ask. I'm can be a waitress, a bartender, a cook, anything you ask.”
He stands up from his table and looks at her as he brings her to the counter and walked behind the bar table. He kneels and grabs an application and gives it to her.
“Fill this out, and bring it back to me.”
She nods as she grabs the application paper and the pen. She then walks towards a table and begins to fill it out. We see one of the workers looking at him. Chris's employee is a fairly large African American male that's built like a football player.
“Are you sure about this, Chris? We never really had a female working here. This has always been a male retreat to relax.”
“Trust me, I'm not into either. But you have to admit that hiring a female here is going to skyrocket this place up more than we ever imagine. Besides, we need someone to keep you guys in line when I'm away working in that ring.”
The male started to laugh looking at the female working on the application. “Alright. I get what you're talking about. We'll make her feel right at home.”
“Better be. If she's not happy working here, it's your job man. Besides, she looks like someone who got out of college and could use a job. You know how that is, right?”
“Not really.”
“Oh just shut up.”
“Which reminds me -- what happened to you anyway? When you came back, you seem like you saw a ghost.”
“Trust me, I wish I could tell you everything. But for some reason, I can't. What I've seen isn't something that you want to be part of.”
“Seriously?”
“Trust me, I ain't lying man. If you saw what I saw, you would shit yourself.”
“Is this going to help you out on Sunday?”
“Fuck if I know. I don't know half of the shit since that day happened.”
“Seriously? Tell me.”
“Do you want to know?”
“Damn straight I do.”
“Have you ever seen a sea Serpent?”
“Are you fo' real, Chris? There is no such thing as a sea serpent. Those things are a myth, Chris. There is no way that you have seen something like that.”
“Are you going me a liar? You asked, what was wrong with me and why I'm different. I saw a Sea Serpent, man. I felt the energy of that monster flow through me. I can't explain it as you wouldn't understand. Those serpents AKA Sea dragons will fuck you up.”
“I still think you're full of shit, Chris. You need to get something like that out of your head if you want to succeed on Sunday.”
“Whatever you say. I knew you would understand. But you are right, Sunday, I need to keep my focus on Jonny. I have to give him everything that I have if I want to beat him.”
“What about Mellie? You need to tell her what is wrong with you -- if that is the case.”
“No. I'm nothing going to drag her down with this problem. This is my problem, and I shall deal with it.”
The young woman gets up from the table and walks towards the counter and placed it on there.
“All done. I hope it's good enough.”
Chris grabs the application and takes a look at it. He looks up and down it. “Alright, everything seems in order. Let me take you in the back to get an interview going for you.”
There was shouting and fighting by the door. Chris looks at the fight. “Get that, will you?”
The worker looks at the fight, and someone got thrown through a glass window. “HEY!” As he ran off to take care of the business at hand with it.
“After you.”
She enters the room. That is when Chris enters and shuts the door. ================================ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Scene 2 » yggdrasil ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
War. A time where you head into battle with someone who sees something different from your own. Chris and Jonny is a perfect example of that. They have a small heated feud after everything that went down at War of Attrition. Now, they get to once again meet in the middle of that ring, and it will be something that will blow the roof off of the building. But this time, Chris has something planned for a man like Jonny, and he's going to prove something different this time. This time, he plans on showing Jonny what kind of man he is. Win or lose, the match is about getting payback and sending Bella the biggest message in the history of professional wrestling. Chris Matthews has to prove that he can outmatch anyone that stands in his way. Will his mind be on Bella or Jonny? Who knows, honestly. But either way, things will get crazy for Chris.
The scene comes up, and Chris Matthews is looking into Sea. The waves begin to splash and hitting the grass for which Chris is close-by. The camera is on the back of his head and only looking at his Jet-black hair. Chris is wearing a hooded sweatshirt, loose-fitting jeans, black sneakers, and a black fitted hat worn backward. The camera moves towards his face as Chris begins to speak.
“You know, I always enjoy our time in the ring together, Jonny. I know that you and I can put on a show against each other. Hell, the fans will always get a kick out of us throwing punches at each other. Honestly, I know I do. I love knowing that we can bring something to the ring. But last time we met – you beat me. I think about that day and realized that maybe I don’t have what it takes to be on this brand –”
He turned toward the camera with his head and gave a slight smile. He thinks about his words carefully to make sure he doesn’t mess up.
“But here I am and still looking pretty.” As he said in a cock tone. The camera. “Since I haven’t wrestled in WWH for a bit, I went out and met a friend who changed my life for the better. Do you want to know his name, Jonny? His name is Loki. He's a wise man that changed my life. He said, Chris, you lacking in the brutality. You lost who you once was.”
He looks down at the ground and thinking about what he said. He doesn’t understand what is happening to him. It feels like the whole world is spinning out of control. Chris has a lot to prove to not only himself, but to everyone in the crowd that watches WWH in person and on the streaming services. “I think about what he said, and maybe he’s right? Maybe I have gone against those that I go again. But not this time. This time, I'm going to unleash everything that I have against you. Not for me, but a message. A message that won't be ignored. I’m going to make sure you get dropped hard on your head. Everything that I’m going to do to you will be for the greater good. That battlefield will be placed in the middle of that ring, and it shall not be pretty.” As he looks up from the ground and looked at the camera. “My name will always be there no matter what Jonny. I know that you're going to bring that fight that you have inside of your heart, but you need to understand that I've learned everything while watching those matches that we were in. You will learn real quick that Chris Matthews is a changed man from the person that you met before.”
“You'll see what I'm talking about when we get in the middle of that ring. Whether I win or lose, I'm going to make sure you remember what I can do in the middle of that ring. You will find out that Chris Matthews is the one man that can come back from anything and everything.” After he said that he turns his head as the camera is looking at his head. “I will FUCKING BREAK YOU, JONNY! Pray to whatever god you wish -- but those people won't save you. If you don't know me, Jonny, then allow me to tell you. My name is Loki, and I am the serpent that shall make you wish your nightmares were real. I'll FUCKING drag you into the depths of the sea, and will drown you. I am the man that will never forgive or forget. Chris may want to respect you, but I don't. I don't care about you or whatever the fuck you did. I care about winning and use this human as my meatshield.”
“I am called many names. Names that shall make you wet yourself.” Chris turns around as his eyes are that of a blood-red. The eyes are glowing while looking at the camera. “Thor couldn't defeat me -- so what makes you think you can? You will find out what will happen when you see the fire burn in this meatshield. I shall break you and send you to the mountain of Yggdrasil. There, your soul will leave your lifeless body. You will be just like those guys that take their ships on my sea. They were dragged to davy jones locker for all eternity. You see, you faced a man that wanted to give you the respect that you deserve, but that made him weak. He needed me more than anything. Take a look at yourself, Jonny. Take a look at the new and improved Chris Matthews. This man has gone to the deep end and survived. You shall not survive this fight, Jonny.”
♫ Rise above the mountains Light a fire in the sky For the blood is running still From the roots of Yggdrasil ♫
That is when his eyes went away form the glowing red back to a dark brown. Chris smiled at the camera.
“Jonny, I respect you enough to know that we're here to fight for the fans. I want you to know that after the show, we shall go out and have some mead to celebrate.” As his eyes turned red quickly. “AND I SHALL DROWN YOU IN THAT FUCKING MEAD!” The color red changed back once again. “So, good luck, Jonny. May the best man win this fight.”
That is when the scene fades to black.
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