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Post by Deleted on Jul 23, 2021 3:01:20 GMT -5
[M#13] CLOSING DOUBLE MAIN EVENT NO DISQUALIFICATION WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH
WORLD WOMENS CHAMPION RENEE JONAE VS WORLD CHAMPION ZOLTON
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Post by Zolton on Aug 6, 2021 15:58:49 GMT -5
”They say it couldn’t be done. The world of parasites. Exclaimed it is transitional. The reign will only last for one show. Little do they know that Chaos. Chaos is forever. Legends are forever. Find yourself the nearest exit. Run away from the violence. Shield your little ones from it. The thirst for blood will be quenched. Thoroughly quenched. He will continue to stand above the ashes. Smiling with championship glory. Words of warning said. Not heeded, so reality is CHAOS!!” Silence announces the return… Fear over fight… Reign of Chaos ENSUES!! *Our vision is exposed and clear in an open area surrounded by large and bright green trees. The meadow, if that is what is really called is wide open, the tall grass topped with blooming wildflowers flow and sway in the light breeze that is passing through. We begin to slowly move toward the right, rays of the lowering sun temporarily blinds us before we pass through those rays. Just inside the meadow from the tree line stands someone or something. We stop with this figure in the center of our vision, we get close to the figure, as we get more focused on it, details emerge. Long wavy thick hair adorns it’s head. A beard full and lengthy from the chin. We quickly realize it is not something at all, it is none other than the Man of Chaos himself. Zolton. The current reigning World Wrestling Headquarters’ World Champion. He stands still, his head slowly moving back and forth as though observing and looking within the open meadow. He then steps out from the shadows of the trees. Slowly moving toward the center area. We follow him, and seemingly get closer with each soft step he takes. As he enters the light it is revealed that he is wearing a light, sleeveless shirt. His hair lays naturally around his shoulders. He begins to turn around in circles as though somehow enjoying this spot and the air surrounding him.*“This is the absolute perfect spot. Everything will be laid out nicely.”*Although unsure what the meaning is behind his words, we remain on him as he begins to come to a stop dead center of this wide open yet private meadow. He spins on his heels slowly yet it seems crazy graceful.*“The house will stand here. The shop will be just over there. The separate gym will sit back here. The greenhouse will be perfect just back this way. Then of course anything and everything she desires will be added to anywhere she wants. Away from the parasites of this world is what makes this area the most perfect ever.”*His tone is light, almost playful like, this never happens. Our curiosity is piqued, well if we actually knew exactly what that was. He then begins to move back in our direction. His eyes are the deepest of blue. It seems as though his lips are curled up into a smile beneath his beard. He glides through the tall grass. As he moves closer, we begin to move backward staying on him. His height quickly reveals itself as he approaches closer. He towers over us now as he continues to move forward as we move backward in front of him. After a bit, we begin to seemingly move a little faster than he is. Our vision is still on him. After a period of time, one thing we really have no clue about, we stop, he stops. He looks around behind us, still looking like he has a smile across his lips. After maybe a moment or two Zolton steps off and out of view as we remain in the spot. As he does, our vision catches something that was directly behind him. We shift and move to gain focus on it. Our vision reveals a colorful sign stuck inside the ground. The earth holding it from toppling over in the lightest of breezes. Upon the sign reads.*“Land For Sale. 9.5 acres. Zoned Residential or Commercial.” *As we begin to start moving backward again, we assume in the same direction that the Man of Chaos strolled. At the bottom of the colorful sign there is a separate sign that covers the majority of the sign and simply reads “SOLD” in bold bright red letters. We rest on the sign for a few moments before we are suddenly ripped into darkness.*(~:~)(~:~)(~:~)(~:~)(~:~)(~:~)(~:~)(~:~) {~~:~~}HEED THE WORDS OF WARNING{~~:~~} There were words spoken at the end of War of Attrition. Those words were spoken by your Man of Chaos. The World Champion, the only World Champion that matters. Our fearless and dominant leader, Zolton. Those words were a promise as well as a warning. Will the one Renee Jonae heed those words. Understand they are true just like any other statements that Zolton speaks. Well it seems that The Powers That Be handling the operations of the World Wrestling Headquarters did not. They have placed Z against the Faye Niore, Renee Jonae, the winner of the Shogun tournament once again. Did they not see what he did? Did they just ignore the words of warning and promise? It surely seems that way.**Her angelic voices reach deep into our auditory receptors just before the veil that covers our vision is removed. As it is, our vision comes into focus upon the man in which Little Miss was just speaking of, Zolton. He kneels upon his knees on a white washed concrete floor. The World title splayed out in front of him. Glorious. Beautiful. His head slightly lowered as though his attention is solely on the belt in front of him. A grand, beautiful shiny chandelier hangs above him from the high pointed ceiling. Those lights being the only ones on at the moment. The further in the distance you look, the darker the massive room becomes.*Renee decided to accept the match handed to her. A champion in her own right, yet wanting to accomplish something more than that. Gunning for the Championship that matters most in this company. The World Title that has always been within the grasp of the man you see before you.*As her raspy angelic voice seemingly trails off in an echo of the last couple of words she said. Our focus however remains upon the champion. Suddenly, out of nowhere, with lightning quick speed, his head shoots up and stares right at us with his piercing blue eyes. As quickly as that happened, as did the chandelier lights cut out. The room is completely dark now. No light to be seen. Just a slight blue glow that we are assuming is Zolton’s eyes, remaining at the kneeled position. Then his voice…*“This is the day of reckoning for a certain person. A woman who has been able to squeak out victories over me lately. Even receiving the win at War of Attrition. Why? That is because the weakling, pathetic excuse for a referee couldn’t handle the violence I was putting on her. Now we arrive to what they are calling the return show of World Wrestling Headquarters. The show is called Silence. Something that is hard to grasp for anyone in this day and age. The incredible thing is that most of you moronic, mouth breathing, horrendous parasites out there these days think that you deserve a voice. A voice to spout off ridiculous opinions and rants about being offended. Being offended over anything and everything. Hell, the outrageous backlash I received after War of Attrition aired. You all were offended and outraged at the way I treated Miss Jonae. If you don’t like it, don’t fucking watch. I am a man of violence. Strategy. Chaos. An agent of breaking up those with the most elaborate of plans. What they think is the very best of strategies to take me out. What you all don’t understand. When I tell you something, you laugh it off as though it is some kind of joke spewed out at one of the local comedy clubs. That is your biggest mistake.”*As he speaks, light begins to emanate in the distance, far back behind Z. The vast expanse seemingly so huge that it seems he is in a never ending tunnel or something. The lights roll like a wave toward us and him. His eyes remain fixated upon us. We remain on him.*“I knocked you down Renee. I screamed words at you. Words of truth and warning. No one that watched that night seemed to grasp them. Understand them. Now you find yourself in the line of fire from me. In an arena of competition and violence that suits my chaotic nature. The matches, we fought back in the Shogun tournament. They are meaningless now. This battle upcoming at Silence will be the tell all and most definitely end all of this little rivalry. You are beneath me Jonae and always will be. Just because you were able to weather storms of others, even my own back then. You won’t be able to handle the violence and pure ruthlessness of what I have now.”*The wave of lights grow and get closer, then finally surrounding Z as he remains kneeling on his knees. His eyes are still piercing through us with their amazing blue. This time however it is not his deep, intimidating voice. Her voice returns.*Miss Jonae, there is a clear and very present warning sent to you. The referee. The parasitic fans. And those in charge. One part of the warning was told that you won't be able to get another shot to battle him without the rules being a no disqualification. What happened here? Oh those ones in charge gave it. First of the mistakes. The most important mistake out of all of this Silence match was it happening at all. You see Renee, you were told as you were being completely dismantled and destroyed by your Man of Chaos that as long as he is champion which will be a very very long time, you will not get another crack at it. Well unfortunately for you specifically, you are actually getting this shot, only because you won the Shogun tournament. Not a good deal for you now Miss Jonae.“Yes. I am the World Champion. I will hold this title for as long as I am breathing oxygen which actually seems to be growing less and less. Another subject for another time. Renee, I found your fear at War of Attrition. You showed something that happens every time I am in the ring against someone and their will begins to crack. Breakdown on them. Fear is what is left. The fight or flight response is hard to control. A fighter can break through that. Overcome it and still fight on. You however. You weren’t able to hide the fear. It was like you were only, fear. You became the embodiment of it. You could only run away, but weren't able to. I wouldn’t let you. Will you be able to hide that fear this time? Or will it come rushing back to you as though you are suffering a post traumatic stress episode. You have been warned. I have shown you just a small tidbit of what I can do. Not just with a chair, but with my abilities inside that ring.”*As he speaks more, the wave of lights seems to be growing and moving faster with each word spoken by Z. He has yet to move from his kneeling position. His eyes remain fixated on us.*“There is only so much one person could say about or to another person. We’ve been down this road many times, Miss Jonae. I can promise you this much, this situation will never arise again. I will make sure of it. No. No. Don’t accuse me of being a thinking man, one of which carefully plans out situations. No ma’am. I am the Man of Chaos. I am the man that is proactive within situations that you will be reactionary. Plans form but can quickly fall apart. That is where the Chaos theory comes into play. You see Renee, the way I speak. Even in moments, the way I act may look as though I have thought the action through. Reality: I have to accept the fact that the best thought out plan will and can quickly fall apart. Now don’t sit there and think that I just go out in the ring and start reacting to things that happen in front of me. It is part of it, but being reactionary can only get you so far. Hence the reason why I have become the World Champion and why the era of Chaos will stretch on longer than any other title reign in this company.”*The wave of light swells to what seems to be well above Z and his championship. It almost swallows him. But he never waivers.*“Let’s return to the subject of fear. Something that is within all of us, instilled into us at a very young age. Thing is, what forces us to give into the fear? What causes us to second guess decisions in everyday life? The thought processes within your brain is what causes the second guessing and the possibility of not going through with the initial thought. I do think. I am a human of some sort. Humans think, some constantly do. Others only think of one thing a day. Actually the majority of the fucking population does. They can only muster up one single though in a twenty four hour period. This is your twenty four hour period Renee. What thought, or maybe thoughts will be zig zagging within your brain. The world knows and has seen the capability that you possess. You captured the Women’s Championship. They say that your ultimate goal is to accomplish gold. All the gold. Good luck with that. Luck is what you are going to need to accomplish that goal. That leads me to this. The conclusion. Chaos and destruction is well on it’s way to you. These hands. These feet. This machine here is well oiled. Powerful. Indestructible. I know you are weak. You let the fear overcome you. I do not. No matter how mighty the situation may look to be against me. I am always pushing and pressing forward to gain and accomplish the one plan I have had. The one plan I have thought through day in and day out. Hold this championship…”*Finally he moves, shifting. Grabbing the World Championship in both hands as he rises to his feet in the smoothest and flowy type of way. The wave of light halts now. Mid wave. Strange.*“This is and has been the only plan I have thought of each and every day. That is what they call passion and drive. Striving to be the best that I already knew I was. I have been in this company for five years. I have been the only one who has always been at the top of the cards each and every show. Every single pay per view. You think it is just a mere incident that I hold this title? You think it was a coincidence that after I made you look weaker than you have ever looked at War of Attrition it seemed as though the world collapsed around you? No. They couldn’t handle it. This is the era of Chaos which sent this company in a spin of chaos. I remain standing and will always stand above it all. Fear. Can you contain it? Will you overcome it? This will be violence of a sort no one will be watching with joy. They all say that they are hungry for blood. Want to see the blood flow from humans that they will never become. This battle will be one that will make everyone close their eyes. Hide themselves from and then give me what I love most, hatred. This is the new and first step of the Era of Chaos. You won’t survive. Silence can be deafening. Can you hear me now?”*As he says the last words, it is like the wave of lights encircles him then it seemingly swallows him whole. He vanishes with the floor lights. All that remains lit is the center light of the magnificent chandelier that was hanging above Zolton. We remain fixated on the spot where he stood with his Championship just a mere moment ago. As our vision now begins to grow darker and darker, we are sent to sleep with the angelic voice of Little Miss.*Violence. Chaos. Warnings. Human nature. All these words mean something. They have intent and purpose. Will the Women’s Champion be able to control her nature? Your Man of Chaos has spoken. Sent the warning once again. The parasites can’t hear them. They will not tell you to rethink this match. Rethink climbing between those four walls of ropes to attempt to overcome the Chaotic Champion. He reminisced in a way about the past battles throughout the Shogun tournament. Now there is only one direction he looks. One path he chooses to walk is forward. Destroying you when the World Wrestling Headquarters makes it pay per view return. Miss Renee Jonae hold your Women’s Championship dearly, it will be your only sense of glory for the remainder of your career. No matter how short or long that may be. Will you heed the warnings that were tossed to you in this promotional statement? At Silence the world will find out. Can you hear us now?*Sleep. Black. Deaf.*
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