Post by hostile on Apr 4, 2006 23:44:46 GMT -5
Prior to Trauma, Willard had it set in his mind that not only was he going to forgo his match against Blade Lionheart, but also make a statement. That statement was heard loud and clear as Lantlas would find out for the second week in a row. You don't mess with the disturbed. Mentally and Emotionally at that. Now the question could be asked of why? Why would Jason Willard attack an virtual unknown to him? Only Jason knew the answers to those questions, and based on his answers to that being asked several times before tonight, he wasn't about to clue anyone in.
So as Destiny and Jason arrive to the event in a rental car, they pull into their space and get out. Willard has a tight hold on his cane, dressed in black with a throwback n2s shirt on. Destiny meanwhile has a see through blouse that is strewn over a black sports top underneath. The air is cold and crisp, thus meaning Destiny probably needs a jacket of sorts. She gets one from the trunk and then quickly catches up to her husband.
"So babe...you ready to make yet another statement? I mean, no one has figured out the true enigma that is Nightmare 2 Society yet...."
Jason laughed to himself as he took ahold of Destiny by her right hand. Looking straight to the entrance door, they headed inside. The wind outside no longer brushed Destiny's hair into the night air, and carried Jason's pony tail to whim about. Inside, they were quick to retreat to their locker room. Avoiding all and any contact with any other person in plain sight. They had a purpose to carry out tonight. Tonight was the night a statement would get made in a major way.
CLANK
The sound of a metal door shutting and then getting locked from the inside. You are now taken inside of the locker room, occupied by The Willard's. Destiny quickly had a seat (albeit on the edge), while her husband decided that he would pace around the room a bit, training eventually in a squatting position as he went into deep thought.
"What's on your mind darling??" asked Destiny out of curiosity
"Oh, just stuff. Random....fucking....stuff. Tonight people are going to pay the price for me having to pay money to pay for some damn fines. Tonight, I make those who have wronged me pay for just being around. This is the night Destiny...TONIGHT...everyone that stands in our way, falls at our knees, becokning a call to arms for us to leave them alone. This isn't the beginning or end to something. It's just the pre-cursor to what's to come. The real fun...will come soon enough."
Destiny smiled and then turned her head. Out of her pocket, she grabbed up her Ipod and turned on some tunes. Right now, she was listening to the tune known as "Dare" by Gorillaz. At times, you can see her sing along with the words...that is until she gets a looksie at her man going back into full pace mode. You could tell Jason was tense right now. Hell, he was in the opening match of the night, and hadn't even taken the time to dress into his gear.
CLANG
This is the sound of the steel horse head meeting the gold doorknob of the bathroom door. Jason then dropped his cane, turned around and shook his head in utter disgust about something. Something definitley was up with Willard, but the question would become...what?
"I don't get it Destiny. I get fined for doing something any insane person would do...and shatter three cameras. Three cameras that intruded on MY privacy. Therefore, it gives me the right to take matters into my own hands, because I didn't want to be filmed. Yet, I get fined $45K for this bullshit injustice. I tell you love, it sure doesn't pay to be Malave or Walker. They best pray to the high lord that they believe in, that I don't get my hands on either of their necks. For if I do...it's going to snap like a wishbone...."
It was at this point that Destiny recognized the uncomfortable laughter of her husband. She took out her earplugs and turned the music off. Concern now reigned on the face of Mrs. Willard as she came over and took a seat on Jason's lap (whom was sitting in the corner by this point}. Placing her arms around his neck, she lightly kissed him on the cheek and played around with his pony tail.
"And then we got Seth Sinn and Lantlas. Two bastards who have something that I want. They hold the tag titles that myself and whoever I can find, need to strip them of. I mean, they aren't deserving of that prestige. They can't hold the credentials that I bring. I am a self made tag team all by myself. If it was well in the rules that I could hold those titles by myself, I would. But noooooooo, I need a partner. Well tonight, I may have just found the man that can lead me back into the realm of black and gold...."
Was that the reason Lantlas was the victim of henious attacks as of late? Nope. Destiny knew what was coming as a sadistic smile came onto her face. She then turned Jason's head towards her, leaned in and begun to slowly kiss him on the mouth. The married couple eased into romance and if it weren't for a knock at the door, may have gone further.
"Son of a god damn bitch!!" spoke Destiny out of anger, having just pulled her lips off of Jason's.
Laughter was now the set tone as Jason slid back up the wall and looked over the doorway. Again the knock came, louder than before and seemingly with force behind it. Willard proclaimed for whomever was out there to come on in. Apparentley he knew who was there, but Destiny didn't. But when the person walked into the room, her eyes widened and the smile on her face...grew bigger.
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The trap had been set for the re-emergence of the American Nightmare. The other founding father of Nightmare 2 Society, which dates back to the foundation of it, to IAWF. As Jason introduced his former stable mate back into the light, you could literally see the sick pleasure he was going to get out of this match. Jason HAD been scheduled to face Blade Lionheart tonight. But he decided to pull out yet again and feed Blade to someone more sicker and meaner than Jason Willard himself.
So once Blade had to enter the ring, and The Willard's slipped out and got back into their locker room, they eagerly watched on the TV monitor with much pleasurable enjoyment. Nothing Blade did seemed to affect the monster. But a kick between the legs would take anyone of any height down a notch and The American Nightmare was not unprone to this. So as Blade gained the upper hand of a forced Disqualification, he was soon dropped like a sack of shit from Anthony Douglas. This made both Jason and Destiny laugh and clap away at the sight. But that enjoyment was cut off by the emergence of Seth Sinn, who just HAD to come out and ruin the festivities. Willard's smile went down into an angered frown, as the eyes of Destiny narrowed and the tongue of Jason moved about along his cheek.
"That mother fucker!" spoke Jason "Who in the hell does he think he is, cutting off Nightmare and Douglas from the beating that Blade Lionheart so richley deserved. Jesus Christ some people just never learn and I see that "The Enigma" was just that type to fit the mold. So riddle me this Destiny. What happens when Jason Willard and Seth Sinn finally do collide??
Destiny shrugged at this, but was curious to know the answer.
"Simple. He goes out on a stretcher. But you know what my love...that's fine. There's more than one way to seek retribution and I just may know how to do it."
Jason leaned in and whispered into Destiny's ear. Though this is already pre-determined for an outcome to all of the matches, Jason still laid out a potential plan. Destiny nodded at this and begun to tie her light brown hair into a pony tail herself. These two were supposed to be headed home for Anaheim, but decided to stick around for a reason. That reason, would be found out later in the night.
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CRACK
The sound of cane meeting bone. Lantlas went down rather fast, having just been in a grueling contest with Mikey Wryght. This caused for the match to become an official DQ, but that meant little to Jason Willard. No one was supposed to interfere in the match, but Willard unleashed a furious attack, capped off with a 5 Star Frog Splash onto the already worked over left knee, of one half of the tag team champions. Destiny controlled the flow of calling the shots, so obviously she became the mastermind to this notion.
But the fun yet fucking AGAIN was broken up by Seth Sinn. Willard had seen enough. He and Sinn became immediate rivals as shots begun to get traded. But Jason lost control of the situation and was rocking on the heels of his feet. Enter Anthony Douglas for the save. As Sinn went down from being hit from behind, Jason looked and laughed at this. He and Douglas then placed a horsemen style ass whooping on Seth Sinn and Lantlas. Destiny continued yelling out things for her hubby to do, but he wouldn't really get the chance for further instructional damage as out came Blade Lionheart for the save.
He took his end of hits, but held his own against two men, until The American Nightmare sought out some revenge for earlier. But before the pier six brawl could get any further out of hand, Alejandro Walker came down with plently of back up to stop the ongoing issues immediatley. That's when Jason got yelled at for interference, a six man made for the pay per view and then also a glare from Jason as he was informed his match against Lantlas was mandatory...Destiny meanwhile looked ready to show why she was the self proclaimed Evil Princess.
[On The Way Out Of The Arena]
"That good for nothing, fat piece of shit!" these were the tandem words of both husband and wife.
"Don't worry Destiny. Soon Lantlas will have to face me one on one, and soon that brings me one elimination closer to reclaiming half of what is rightfully mine. But you know...I may have figured out a reason to why I've been attacking Lantlas for..."
Just as Destiny and Jason got into their car and before it could be turned on, Destiny looked over waiting for an answer with a smile on her face.
"Why's that babe?"
"No Reason. I Just Like Doing Things Like That..."
END
So as Destiny and Jason arrive to the event in a rental car, they pull into their space and get out. Willard has a tight hold on his cane, dressed in black with a throwback n2s shirt on. Destiny meanwhile has a see through blouse that is strewn over a black sports top underneath. The air is cold and crisp, thus meaning Destiny probably needs a jacket of sorts. She gets one from the trunk and then quickly catches up to her husband.
"So babe...you ready to make yet another statement? I mean, no one has figured out the true enigma that is Nightmare 2 Society yet...."
Jason laughed to himself as he took ahold of Destiny by her right hand. Looking straight to the entrance door, they headed inside. The wind outside no longer brushed Destiny's hair into the night air, and carried Jason's pony tail to whim about. Inside, they were quick to retreat to their locker room. Avoiding all and any contact with any other person in plain sight. They had a purpose to carry out tonight. Tonight was the night a statement would get made in a major way.
CLANK
The sound of a metal door shutting and then getting locked from the inside. You are now taken inside of the locker room, occupied by The Willard's. Destiny quickly had a seat (albeit on the edge), while her husband decided that he would pace around the room a bit, training eventually in a squatting position as he went into deep thought.
"What's on your mind darling??" asked Destiny out of curiosity
"Oh, just stuff. Random....fucking....stuff. Tonight people are going to pay the price for me having to pay money to pay for some damn fines. Tonight, I make those who have wronged me pay for just being around. This is the night Destiny...TONIGHT...everyone that stands in our way, falls at our knees, becokning a call to arms for us to leave them alone. This isn't the beginning or end to something. It's just the pre-cursor to what's to come. The real fun...will come soon enough."
Destiny smiled and then turned her head. Out of her pocket, she grabbed up her Ipod and turned on some tunes. Right now, she was listening to the tune known as "Dare" by Gorillaz. At times, you can see her sing along with the words...that is until she gets a looksie at her man going back into full pace mode. You could tell Jason was tense right now. Hell, he was in the opening match of the night, and hadn't even taken the time to dress into his gear.
CLANG
This is the sound of the steel horse head meeting the gold doorknob of the bathroom door. Jason then dropped his cane, turned around and shook his head in utter disgust about something. Something definitley was up with Willard, but the question would become...what?
"I don't get it Destiny. I get fined for doing something any insane person would do...and shatter three cameras. Three cameras that intruded on MY privacy. Therefore, it gives me the right to take matters into my own hands, because I didn't want to be filmed. Yet, I get fined $45K for this bullshit injustice. I tell you love, it sure doesn't pay to be Malave or Walker. They best pray to the high lord that they believe in, that I don't get my hands on either of their necks. For if I do...it's going to snap like a wishbone...."
It was at this point that Destiny recognized the uncomfortable laughter of her husband. She took out her earplugs and turned the music off. Concern now reigned on the face of Mrs. Willard as she came over and took a seat on Jason's lap (whom was sitting in the corner by this point}. Placing her arms around his neck, she lightly kissed him on the cheek and played around with his pony tail.
"And then we got Seth Sinn and Lantlas. Two bastards who have something that I want. They hold the tag titles that myself and whoever I can find, need to strip them of. I mean, they aren't deserving of that prestige. They can't hold the credentials that I bring. I am a self made tag team all by myself. If it was well in the rules that I could hold those titles by myself, I would. But noooooooo, I need a partner. Well tonight, I may have just found the man that can lead me back into the realm of black and gold...."
Was that the reason Lantlas was the victim of henious attacks as of late? Nope. Destiny knew what was coming as a sadistic smile came onto her face. She then turned Jason's head towards her, leaned in and begun to slowly kiss him on the mouth. The married couple eased into romance and if it weren't for a knock at the door, may have gone further.
"Son of a god damn bitch!!" spoke Destiny out of anger, having just pulled her lips off of Jason's.
Laughter was now the set tone as Jason slid back up the wall and looked over the doorway. Again the knock came, louder than before and seemingly with force behind it. Willard proclaimed for whomever was out there to come on in. Apparentley he knew who was there, but Destiny didn't. But when the person walked into the room, her eyes widened and the smile on her face...grew bigger.
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The trap had been set for the re-emergence of the American Nightmare. The other founding father of Nightmare 2 Society, which dates back to the foundation of it, to IAWF. As Jason introduced his former stable mate back into the light, you could literally see the sick pleasure he was going to get out of this match. Jason HAD been scheduled to face Blade Lionheart tonight. But he decided to pull out yet again and feed Blade to someone more sicker and meaner than Jason Willard himself.
So once Blade had to enter the ring, and The Willard's slipped out and got back into their locker room, they eagerly watched on the TV monitor with much pleasurable enjoyment. Nothing Blade did seemed to affect the monster. But a kick between the legs would take anyone of any height down a notch and The American Nightmare was not unprone to this. So as Blade gained the upper hand of a forced Disqualification, he was soon dropped like a sack of shit from Anthony Douglas. This made both Jason and Destiny laugh and clap away at the sight. But that enjoyment was cut off by the emergence of Seth Sinn, who just HAD to come out and ruin the festivities. Willard's smile went down into an angered frown, as the eyes of Destiny narrowed and the tongue of Jason moved about along his cheek.
"That mother fucker!" spoke Jason "Who in the hell does he think he is, cutting off Nightmare and Douglas from the beating that Blade Lionheart so richley deserved. Jesus Christ some people just never learn and I see that "The Enigma" was just that type to fit the mold. So riddle me this Destiny. What happens when Jason Willard and Seth Sinn finally do collide??
Destiny shrugged at this, but was curious to know the answer.
"Simple. He goes out on a stretcher. But you know what my love...that's fine. There's more than one way to seek retribution and I just may know how to do it."
Jason leaned in and whispered into Destiny's ear. Though this is already pre-determined for an outcome to all of the matches, Jason still laid out a potential plan. Destiny nodded at this and begun to tie her light brown hair into a pony tail herself. These two were supposed to be headed home for Anaheim, but decided to stick around for a reason. That reason, would be found out later in the night.
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CRACK
The sound of cane meeting bone. Lantlas went down rather fast, having just been in a grueling contest with Mikey Wryght. This caused for the match to become an official DQ, but that meant little to Jason Willard. No one was supposed to interfere in the match, but Willard unleashed a furious attack, capped off with a 5 Star Frog Splash onto the already worked over left knee, of one half of the tag team champions. Destiny controlled the flow of calling the shots, so obviously she became the mastermind to this notion.
But the fun yet fucking AGAIN was broken up by Seth Sinn. Willard had seen enough. He and Sinn became immediate rivals as shots begun to get traded. But Jason lost control of the situation and was rocking on the heels of his feet. Enter Anthony Douglas for the save. As Sinn went down from being hit from behind, Jason looked and laughed at this. He and Douglas then placed a horsemen style ass whooping on Seth Sinn and Lantlas. Destiny continued yelling out things for her hubby to do, but he wouldn't really get the chance for further instructional damage as out came Blade Lionheart for the save.
He took his end of hits, but held his own against two men, until The American Nightmare sought out some revenge for earlier. But before the pier six brawl could get any further out of hand, Alejandro Walker came down with plently of back up to stop the ongoing issues immediatley. That's when Jason got yelled at for interference, a six man made for the pay per view and then also a glare from Jason as he was informed his match against Lantlas was mandatory...Destiny meanwhile looked ready to show why she was the self proclaimed Evil Princess.
[On The Way Out Of The Arena]
"That good for nothing, fat piece of shit!" these were the tandem words of both husband and wife.
"Don't worry Destiny. Soon Lantlas will have to face me one on one, and soon that brings me one elimination closer to reclaiming half of what is rightfully mine. But you know...I may have figured out a reason to why I've been attacking Lantlas for..."
Just as Destiny and Jason got into their car and before it could be turned on, Destiny looked over waiting for an answer with a smile on her face.
"Why's that babe?"
"No Reason. I Just Like Doing Things Like That..."
END