Get off our lawn! (US #1)
May 17, 2016 9:50:49 GMT -6
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Post by The_McMillions on May 17, 2016 9:50:49 GMT -6
Ladies and gents this new season of Missouri State Wrestling has been pretty damned amazing so far! Right? I mean their tag line talks about their house being where tradition lives on. So far? We here in Team McMillion would absolutely have to agree. The boys and gals busting their ass around these here parts have been doin the damn thing.
Now ever since the relaunch of MSW, the company and Christian McMillion(Michaels on-screen) have been dancing around the topic of coming together to do something. Until recently the time and the specifics just weren't right. Ya know maybe something could've been done, but it just didn't feel right. But the lines of communication remained open. Things stayed friendly between CM an backstage staff. Recently, after Christian left his previous company of employment, the time was finally right to strike a deal. The ole Heartthrob and his lil brother decided to visit an episode of Unstoppable. They were treated right by the company and even appeared on television. During the day a tenative plan and deal was reached.
Fast forward yawl to NOW! We're under a week to go as we approach Unstoppable #23. So where do we find ourselves? Christian Michaels arrived at Unstoppable #22, with his brother Javen in tow, as they made the save for Duke Andrews.
See, folks, Duke was being assaulted by a couple of rich-boy chumps that went trolling on twitter for competition. Word is that no one had even a passing interest in dealing with them. Who knows what those reasons were. The one team that even responded? CM an Javen. The elder brother pointing out he had no idea who or what the 'Burb Boys were. Everyone thought the brief exchange was all we'd see of this....untill CM's music hit and the 'Burb Boys collectively filled their drawers before bailing out the ring.
Danny an Donny escaped an ass-whippin last time. Slippery as eels they proved to be in San Fran. Now back in Missouri there's gonna be no escape for those spoiled brats. They're gonna have to step into the MSW ring with the sons of Jeremy McMillion.
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We draw open upon a familiar scene for fans that've followed the careers of CM an Javen: Christian's personal gym/training facility on his property in Tennessee. There's the old ring there that both brothers have taken thousands of bumps. Its mat is that usual faded blue/grey color while the ropes are a simple black.
Javen is sitting on the apron of the ring, leaning back against the ropes dressed in simple jeans and a DBZ t-shirt. His elder brother Christian stands in the ring behind Javen, hands clasped together as he leans forward on the top rope. He's dressed in black tearaway pants an a black tanktop with a Ironman Arc Reactor graphic in the center of the chest.
CM: Ya know folks I wanna take a moment here and mention what an honor it is to compete for Em-Ess-Dubbya! The ole Southern Heartthrob has kept his ear to the pipeline an heard all the hype. Whenever I'm home here in Tennessee, the fans all around Mempho are always askin when I'ma come to Missouri to kick some ass. Well the answer is THIS coming Saturday night! Its my brother Simon and I comin across the Mississippi River to serve a heapin-helpin of boots to asses to them 'Burb Boys!
Javen nodded.
CM: Now we watched that lil video that our opponents dropped late last night. And, honestly, there wasn't a whole lot said that I ain't heard from a buncha other jackasses the past sixteen years.
A chuckle from the Heartthrob
CM: Boys, yawl were damn right when ya said that ya didn't need any instructions. Because it seems that yawl two fellas have that dime-a-dozen playbook for making complete asses of yourselves memorized. Congratulations I guess?
Shrug by Michaels.
CM: So now that we know you jagoffs truly are idgits, lets talk about what's comin your way Saturday night. First thing ya need to understand here is that my name isn't anything Blackwell. My name is Christian Michaels, wrestlings favorite son of the South. And yeah, I might be what you'd call "seasoned" in our business...
Javen: Eh, ya could just say old like they did.
CM: Shut up Simon, you're only a few years behind me.
The elder brother rolled his eyes.
CM: Seasoned or old? Its your choice on what ya call me. But in all these years I've been traveling these roads stainin rings with my blood an sweat? What I've amassed is a career in which I have seven times been a World Heavyweight champion...I've held numerous other championships...Put companies such as PWT, W2K, an ICWA on my shoulders to carry them to higher levels than they'd know before me...I've battled and beaten the best of the best!
He nodded with a serious level of intensity behind his eyes
CM: The man sitting before me is my flesh an blood brother; Simon, but everyone knows him as Javen. Now you two may look him up and find he's not rocking a list of world championships, but that's quite alright. See that's never really been my lil brother's deal persay. Naw he's chosen to make his name known the world over in different ways. The matches that normal men shy away from? Those with extreme rules an stipulations? Those are the kind of matches that catch his eye. THOSE, are the kind of matches my brother has excelled in over the years. Back in PWT he helped in making the Backyard championship relevant again. He pioneered our fan-favorite "Backyard Brawl" match. And like the brave wackado that he is? Simon has stood toe to toe with men that are monsters in either stature or mentality. And he continues to come back wanting more and more.
Javen wore a grin that just spoke to how much of a strange man he must be to enjoy those matches. CM reached down and squeezed his brother's shoulder.
CM: And we're who ya wanna take lightly? Make fun of because of where we come from? Boys, yawl are stepping off in it pretty damned deep. I told your lil asses two weeks ago that ya messed up trying to take out a friend that's like family to us. You were warned that we were coming for ya. Now we see you two wanted to be like a couple internet trolls flappin ya gums instead of getting ya house in order. Well that's cool. Yeah, its cool. Cause I ain't got any problems showin a couple young bucks their error of their ways.
And with that, Christian's piece was said. Now we get to hear the opinion of the rainbow-haired McMillion.
Javen: Hahahahahaha! So you two lil wannabe wankstas are what's passing for the future of our business? Ha! I sure hope that the fans can forgive for putting myself in cryo-stasis after this weekend. Cause I'm not interested in a future of wrestling where you two are more than training dummies for true stars.
Javen shook his head, still chuckling.
Javen: That silly lil junk making fun of us mighty bugged my brother, but I'ma just brush it off. Ya know that's kinda what we're gonna do with you two in general. Saturday night I'm comin to that ring with Christian to pop open a few cans of whip-ass on yas. Afterwards? I'm thinkin that Hardcore championship is lookin pretty prime for the takins. But hey! By all means boys, do your best. I mean show us that there's more to the two of yas than being flunkies for THE man of MSW. Show me that your next generation isn't something to be skipped...if ya can. Okay?
CM: The clock is ticking boys. Only three more days stand between the four of us mixin it up between these ropes....Three more days before my brother an I throw you lil punks not "off our lawn" but out of our yard.
Javen: See ya guys!
We fade on Javen waving buh-bye.
Now ever since the relaunch of MSW, the company and Christian McMillion(Michaels on-screen) have been dancing around the topic of coming together to do something. Until recently the time and the specifics just weren't right. Ya know maybe something could've been done, but it just didn't feel right. But the lines of communication remained open. Things stayed friendly between CM an backstage staff. Recently, after Christian left his previous company of employment, the time was finally right to strike a deal. The ole Heartthrob and his lil brother decided to visit an episode of Unstoppable. They were treated right by the company and even appeared on television. During the day a tenative plan and deal was reached.
Fast forward yawl to NOW! We're under a week to go as we approach Unstoppable #23. So where do we find ourselves? Christian Michaels arrived at Unstoppable #22, with his brother Javen in tow, as they made the save for Duke Andrews.
See, folks, Duke was being assaulted by a couple of rich-boy chumps that went trolling on twitter for competition. Word is that no one had even a passing interest in dealing with them. Who knows what those reasons were. The one team that even responded? CM an Javen. The elder brother pointing out he had no idea who or what the 'Burb Boys were. Everyone thought the brief exchange was all we'd see of this....untill CM's music hit and the 'Burb Boys collectively filled their drawers before bailing out the ring.
Danny an Donny escaped an ass-whippin last time. Slippery as eels they proved to be in San Fran. Now back in Missouri there's gonna be no escape for those spoiled brats. They're gonna have to step into the MSW ring with the sons of Jeremy McMillion.
--------------------------------------------------------
We draw open upon a familiar scene for fans that've followed the careers of CM an Javen: Christian's personal gym/training facility on his property in Tennessee. There's the old ring there that both brothers have taken thousands of bumps. Its mat is that usual faded blue/grey color while the ropes are a simple black.
Javen is sitting on the apron of the ring, leaning back against the ropes dressed in simple jeans and a DBZ t-shirt. His elder brother Christian stands in the ring behind Javen, hands clasped together as he leans forward on the top rope. He's dressed in black tearaway pants an a black tanktop with a Ironman Arc Reactor graphic in the center of the chest.
CM: Ya know folks I wanna take a moment here and mention what an honor it is to compete for Em-Ess-Dubbya! The ole Southern Heartthrob has kept his ear to the pipeline an heard all the hype. Whenever I'm home here in Tennessee, the fans all around Mempho are always askin when I'ma come to Missouri to kick some ass. Well the answer is THIS coming Saturday night! Its my brother Simon and I comin across the Mississippi River to serve a heapin-helpin of boots to asses to them 'Burb Boys!
Javen nodded.
CM: Now we watched that lil video that our opponents dropped late last night. And, honestly, there wasn't a whole lot said that I ain't heard from a buncha other jackasses the past sixteen years.
A chuckle from the Heartthrob
CM: Boys, yawl were damn right when ya said that ya didn't need any instructions. Because it seems that yawl two fellas have that dime-a-dozen playbook for making complete asses of yourselves memorized. Congratulations I guess?
Shrug by Michaels.
CM: So now that we know you jagoffs truly are idgits, lets talk about what's comin your way Saturday night. First thing ya need to understand here is that my name isn't anything Blackwell. My name is Christian Michaels, wrestlings favorite son of the South. And yeah, I might be what you'd call "seasoned" in our business...
Javen: Eh, ya could just say old like they did.
CM: Shut up Simon, you're only a few years behind me.
The elder brother rolled his eyes.
CM: Seasoned or old? Its your choice on what ya call me. But in all these years I've been traveling these roads stainin rings with my blood an sweat? What I've amassed is a career in which I have seven times been a World Heavyweight champion...I've held numerous other championships...Put companies such as PWT, W2K, an ICWA on my shoulders to carry them to higher levels than they'd know before me...I've battled and beaten the best of the best!
He nodded with a serious level of intensity behind his eyes
CM: The man sitting before me is my flesh an blood brother; Simon, but everyone knows him as Javen. Now you two may look him up and find he's not rocking a list of world championships, but that's quite alright. See that's never really been my lil brother's deal persay. Naw he's chosen to make his name known the world over in different ways. The matches that normal men shy away from? Those with extreme rules an stipulations? Those are the kind of matches that catch his eye. THOSE, are the kind of matches my brother has excelled in over the years. Back in PWT he helped in making the Backyard championship relevant again. He pioneered our fan-favorite "Backyard Brawl" match. And like the brave wackado that he is? Simon has stood toe to toe with men that are monsters in either stature or mentality. And he continues to come back wanting more and more.
Javen wore a grin that just spoke to how much of a strange man he must be to enjoy those matches. CM reached down and squeezed his brother's shoulder.
CM: And we're who ya wanna take lightly? Make fun of because of where we come from? Boys, yawl are stepping off in it pretty damned deep. I told your lil asses two weeks ago that ya messed up trying to take out a friend that's like family to us. You were warned that we were coming for ya. Now we see you two wanted to be like a couple internet trolls flappin ya gums instead of getting ya house in order. Well that's cool. Yeah, its cool. Cause I ain't got any problems showin a couple young bucks their error of their ways.
And with that, Christian's piece was said. Now we get to hear the opinion of the rainbow-haired McMillion.
Javen: Hahahahahaha! So you two lil wannabe wankstas are what's passing for the future of our business? Ha! I sure hope that the fans can forgive for putting myself in cryo-stasis after this weekend. Cause I'm not interested in a future of wrestling where you two are more than training dummies for true stars.
Javen shook his head, still chuckling.
Javen: That silly lil junk making fun of us mighty bugged my brother, but I'ma just brush it off. Ya know that's kinda what we're gonna do with you two in general. Saturday night I'm comin to that ring with Christian to pop open a few cans of whip-ass on yas. Afterwards? I'm thinkin that Hardcore championship is lookin pretty prime for the takins. But hey! By all means boys, do your best. I mean show us that there's more to the two of yas than being flunkies for THE man of MSW. Show me that your next generation isn't something to be skipped...if ya can. Okay?
CM: The clock is ticking boys. Only three more days stand between the four of us mixin it up between these ropes....Three more days before my brother an I throw you lil punks not "off our lawn" but out of our yard.
Javen: See ya guys!
We fade on Javen waving buh-bye.
