Post by Sang Réal on Feb 7, 2014 7:25:32 GMT -6
There are many things that can be said about Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown, the second generation wrestlers that comprise the tag team known as Sang Réal, and some of them can be said in polite conversation, although, a vast majority cannot. One of the few things that can be said about them, and said in mixed company, is that they know how to dress the part and create the image they strive for. Those suits are not off the rack or from Men’s Warehouse, or some other such store, which are good stores, but not what Sang Réal likes. No, they go to a private tailor, because those suits are custom made.
It is in their favorite tailor shop that the tag team is presently located. There are suits on mannequins and on hangers, but each suit can be tailored to fit. Shoes and ties and shirts are on display. It is that old kind of family owned store that seems rare today, but comes with well trained hands. This is the kind of place where one can purchase a suit, have it tailored and get a shoeshine.
Gabriel Krown is standing in front of a mirror, looking at different ties. His suit jacket is missing and he is just looking at ties. Connor Murphy is standing in front of several mirrors trying on a jacket. His sunglasses are clearly visible, tucked into his pants pocket.
Murphy: “Nature versus Nurture is the name for the argument that people are either shaped by their own innate qualities or their environment and that is what allows them to be successful.”
Krown: “It was pretty much the concept that set up the plot of the classic Dan Aykroyd and Eddie Murphy movie, Trading Places. This was when Eddie Murphy was funny, the 1980s and the Beverly Hills Cop trilogy. Not like today where only funny when playing a donkey in a cartoon as opposed to everything else he’s done recently, which is just the most God awful crap in existence.”
The heir of the Krown wrestling legacy holds up a red silk tie, looking at it in the mirror as he presses it close to him. He then turns and folds it before he sets it down among the other ties. He looks over a few others.
Murphy: “This has been argued time and time again, the idea of nature versus nurture, and both sides have presented fairly decent arguments.”
Krown: “And that is something that can be considered rare in this day and age.”
Murphy takes off the jacket and hangs it up. He starts to sort through several others.
Murphy: “Anyway, allow me to explain it in better detail. Nature refers to the innate traits or genetics that make a person a person. It is the concept that everything we are, everything we will be, and what allows us to be that person, to do what we are capable of, is in our DNA. Nurture argues, however, that it is not the genetics or innate abilities that make a person successful or who they are, but the environment they are raised in, live in and the experiences they gain in those environments.”
Krown: “So pretty much the explanation of every henchman of the rogues gallery in the 1960’s Batman series, how they were either product of divorce or did not gain a proper education or something like that, except for the occasional mandatory girlfriend each male villain seemed to have.”
Murphy glares at his tag team partner with a look that says he feels Krown's comment was not entirely helpful.
Murphy: “Thank you.”
Krown looks up from the ties for a moment and smiles.
Krown: “You’re welcome.”
Picking up a white jacket, Murphy looks at it, and then to Krown, who looks back and shakes his head. Mark Murphy’s younger brother puts the coat down. Krown holds up a yellow tie and looks at Murphy, who shakes his head, which causes the younger brother of Noah Krown to put it down.
Murphy: “Now, if we look at Nature versus Nature in terms of us, for example, we see interesting arguments. Our Nature is that we are second generation wrestlers. We are genetically inclined to win in wrestling through our genetics. Admitted, we do not win every match we are in, but no one wins every match they wrestle in.”
Krown: “However, if we look at our families, then our Nature means I will go crazy and start assaulting retail store employees, and Murphy is going to end high and drunk on a pile of possibly underage girls.”
Murphy looks back up at Krown with a look that is a mix of annoyance, shock and confusion.
Murphy: “That is not helpful.”
Krown looks back, seeming confused himself.
Krown: “What?”
Murphy just shakes his head and goes back to looking for jackets. He picks up a grey jacket, looking it over and then takes it up to the mirrors studying it.
Murphy: “The point is, we have all the tools we need to beat you genetically speaking. Wrestling itself is in our blood. Our fathers were great wrestlers; legends in this business. Our brothers made it to world championships before their careers ended, but it counts for something. The names Krown and Murphy have a meaning in this business.”
Krown looks over a light blue tie, but decided against it and places it back down.
Krown: “However, the name Kenyon does not have a meaning in this business. It didn’t before UWA, won’t mean anything in UWA or even after. You have no legacy and you never will.”
Murphy: “I look at you two and I guess from your nature that most of your life can be summed up by questionable life choices and poor decision making, and maybe one or two teen pregnancy scares.”
Walking back to the jackets, Murphy hangs the jacket back up and looks over several others. Krown nods in agreement of his tag team partner’s opinion.
Krown: “Oh definitely at least two. I look at them and it’s like I am seeing several episodes of Maury without the reunions of geeky, but now hot or was she born a guy or kids acting up or paternity tests or Springer without the trannies, hot lesbians, but with the white trash or prostitutes, though they are thinner than every hillbilly wife I’ve seen on that show. However, it seems to fit as the lesbians or mistresses seem to be attractive, while wives are fat beasts, unless adultery is involved. Although, you two would fit in on the prostitute episodes, because it has become clear to us that you'll do a lot for money.”
For a moment, Murphy looks up and looks like he wants to say something about his partner’s comments, but appears to decide against it and instead focus on the topic at hand.
Murphy: “But, be that as it may, there is nothing in your Nature, that shows us you are wrestlers, that you take pride in this, and that this is anything more than just a paycheck to you. This is our lives, and it is in our blood.”
Krown: “Since day one, this is all we have wanted to do, and we are going to be the best at doing what we do, and that means becoming the best tag team in UWA.”
The two glance around the tailor shop they are standing in. Krown picks up a red tie and holds it up. He turns to the mirror and presses it against him.
Murphy: “Our Nature means our environment, and for us our environment means having been around wrestling rings for our entire lives. We traveled the roads with our fathers, learning to do what we do and learning from some of the legends who helped make this business what it was back in the day before wrestling became as big as it is today.”
Krown begins to put the tie on.
Krown: “We could name them, but that takes time and half the people watching this probably wouldn’t even know the names we drop until some sort of convention or Hall of Fame thing, and even then it is a maybe.”
Murphy: “Most of our childhood was spent around a wrestling ring. That was our school, our playground. Our school bus was whatever car our dads were driving at the time. We learned wrestling in a way that very few can say they did, and no one here in UWA has.”
Krown: “Our Nurture was and is wrestling. What was yours? Tattoo shops? Underneath the bleacher at high school? Some bar out of that Coyote Ugly? The clinic? I assume, again, a lot of places along those lines.”
Murphy: “See girls, we have you beat on both aspects of Nature versus Nurture. We have the breeding and we have the training. You two are just mercenaries with a lesbian friend and a manager. Basically, you’re prostitutes with a pimp. That is pretty much my entire first impression of K.I.S.S., just prostitutes with a pimp and a lesbian buddy.”
Posing with the tie, Krown smirks a bit.
Krown: “Mom would be so proud wouldn’t she?”
Selecting a navy blue jacket, Murphy goes back up to the mirrors and slips the jacket on. He poses a bit, buttoning the suit jacket and posing in it. He stops for a moment, unbuttoning the jacket and slipping his sunglasses out. He tucks them in the pocket of his jacket. Reaching into his pocket, he slips out his wallet and opens it up, taking out a few bills and showing them off.
Murphy: “You see this? This is $10,000 dollars, cold hard cash. I am willing to bet that if I offered you $5000 to not show up, you’d take it, because you are basically prostitutes, and that is your nature.”
Taking the tie off, Krown smirks as Murphy slips his wallet back into his pocket. He adjusts the sleeves of the jacket, seeing if they fit.
Krown: “Our nature is to be arrogant, spoiled, rich brats, but at least we admit you are arrogant, spoiled brats, however, that doesn’t mean we haven’t worked to get where we are. Sure, we could have changed our names, like combining our brother and father’s names as some sort of a tribute, but we don’t like our brothers too much. We could have made up stupid sounding names like Gurk T Gurk McGurk or whatever, still claiming to be second generation wrestlers, but just having nonsense names. But do not think for a second that our names got us handed anything. It’s been an uphill climb for us. However, we are not going to hide who we are, or where we came from just to make it easy.”
Murphy: “Now look, maybe we did jump to conclusions about you looking like skanks because of the tattoos and the way you are dressed on your profile as opposed to us, who usually show up in suits. However, we stand by our initial stereotyping of Cornbread Mafia because, well looking at them does not indicate that they were Rhodes Scholars at Oxford or attended Harvard.”
Undoing the tie, Krown looks it over and feels the fabric before he nods at it and then proceeds to search out another.
Krown: “At least we took the high road and didn’t accuse them of being racist. We do not care that you took the name Kenyon in honor of your mother. None of your names even somehow spell K.I.S.S., but that is the name of your song, so it is a bit of a coincidence. I am just saying that our team name and the title of our entrance theme are not one in the same. I mean I heard the name K.I.S.S. and I though we were wrestling Gene Simmons. I am a little disappointed as I wanted to meet Gene Simmons.”
Murphy: “He’s too old to wrestle.”
Krown pauses in his search for new ties and looks up.
Krown: “Still, you have to admit it would be awesome.”
Murphy pauses for a moment and then finally nods in agreement.
Murphy: “True.”
Krown looks at a brown tie then decides against it.
Krown: “You want to say the “K” is for your mother’s name, Kenyon? The name Kenyon means nothing in wrestling when compared to Murphy and Krown. Sang Réal, Old French for “Royal Blood”, because that is what we are. We arte wrestling royalty, born into this and trained to be the best at what we do.”
Murphy: “You pointed out that what we did in American Championship Wrestling does not matter, and you are partially right. Yeah, sure, we were Tag Team Champions there and yes, I was the Specialist Champion, but that was two years ago. And since then, we have yet to become champions again, but that can change. We did it before and we can and will do it again. The fact that we have been Tag Team Champions once matters because we want to be champions again. It means something because it adds to the Murphy and Krown legacies, but we are not going to dwell on the past title wins. We are looking to the future wins and titles.”
Krown: “That’s our nature, honor the past of our families, while we strive to add to those legacies. We are wrestlers, born and bred. We are pedigrees, thoroughbreds, born and raised to be champions. You are just here to get paid for a job, so just mercenaries who’d probably take a payoff to no show or throw the match. You’re basically prostitutes and, pretty sure you may have done that.”
Murphy stands in front of the mirrors and slides his signature gold round framed sunglasses on to complete the look.
Murphy: “You do not have to like us, but we are going to make you respect the names Murphy, Krown and Sang Réal at Monday Night Mayhem. We have the superior Nature and the superior Nurture and that makes us better than you. That is Murphy’s Law.”
Krown: “Know you two can say we think we are better than you, but you are wrong, because we know you are. Maybe you get lucky, like I am assuming some guys did with you, but again, you are prostitutes and we have money, so we can probably just buy this match from you for like a couple of hundred or something. Either way, we’re going to win. That’s Checkmate.”
Krown grabs his jacket off a chair and puts it back on.
Murphy: “You can tell us to kiss our asses good-bye, but we could probably hire you to kiss our asses. We are Sang Réal.”
Krown: “We were born better than you.”
The scene fades out as Murphy takes the jacket off, signaling for the tailor and Krown finds a black tie to try out.
It is in their favorite tailor shop that the tag team is presently located. There are suits on mannequins and on hangers, but each suit can be tailored to fit. Shoes and ties and shirts are on display. It is that old kind of family owned store that seems rare today, but comes with well trained hands. This is the kind of place where one can purchase a suit, have it tailored and get a shoeshine.
Gabriel Krown is standing in front of a mirror, looking at different ties. His suit jacket is missing and he is just looking at ties. Connor Murphy is standing in front of several mirrors trying on a jacket. His sunglasses are clearly visible, tucked into his pants pocket.
Murphy: “Nature versus Nurture is the name for the argument that people are either shaped by their own innate qualities or their environment and that is what allows them to be successful.”
Krown: “It was pretty much the concept that set up the plot of the classic Dan Aykroyd and Eddie Murphy movie, Trading Places. This was when Eddie Murphy was funny, the 1980s and the Beverly Hills Cop trilogy. Not like today where only funny when playing a donkey in a cartoon as opposed to everything else he’s done recently, which is just the most God awful crap in existence.”
The heir of the Krown wrestling legacy holds up a red silk tie, looking at it in the mirror as he presses it close to him. He then turns and folds it before he sets it down among the other ties. He looks over a few others.
Murphy: “This has been argued time and time again, the idea of nature versus nurture, and both sides have presented fairly decent arguments.”
Krown: “And that is something that can be considered rare in this day and age.”
Murphy takes off the jacket and hangs it up. He starts to sort through several others.
Murphy: “Anyway, allow me to explain it in better detail. Nature refers to the innate traits or genetics that make a person a person. It is the concept that everything we are, everything we will be, and what allows us to be that person, to do what we are capable of, is in our DNA. Nurture argues, however, that it is not the genetics or innate abilities that make a person successful or who they are, but the environment they are raised in, live in and the experiences they gain in those environments.”
Krown: “So pretty much the explanation of every henchman of the rogues gallery in the 1960’s Batman series, how they were either product of divorce or did not gain a proper education or something like that, except for the occasional mandatory girlfriend each male villain seemed to have.”
Murphy glares at his tag team partner with a look that says he feels Krown's comment was not entirely helpful.
Murphy: “Thank you.”
Krown looks up from the ties for a moment and smiles.
Krown: “You’re welcome.”
Picking up a white jacket, Murphy looks at it, and then to Krown, who looks back and shakes his head. Mark Murphy’s younger brother puts the coat down. Krown holds up a yellow tie and looks at Murphy, who shakes his head, which causes the younger brother of Noah Krown to put it down.
Murphy: “Now, if we look at Nature versus Nature in terms of us, for example, we see interesting arguments. Our Nature is that we are second generation wrestlers. We are genetically inclined to win in wrestling through our genetics. Admitted, we do not win every match we are in, but no one wins every match they wrestle in.”
Krown: “However, if we look at our families, then our Nature means I will go crazy and start assaulting retail store employees, and Murphy is going to end high and drunk on a pile of possibly underage girls.”
Murphy looks back up at Krown with a look that is a mix of annoyance, shock and confusion.
Murphy: “That is not helpful.”
Krown looks back, seeming confused himself.
Krown: “What?”
Murphy just shakes his head and goes back to looking for jackets. He picks up a grey jacket, looking it over and then takes it up to the mirrors studying it.
Murphy: “The point is, we have all the tools we need to beat you genetically speaking. Wrestling itself is in our blood. Our fathers were great wrestlers; legends in this business. Our brothers made it to world championships before their careers ended, but it counts for something. The names Krown and Murphy have a meaning in this business.”
Krown looks over a light blue tie, but decided against it and places it back down.
Krown: “However, the name Kenyon does not have a meaning in this business. It didn’t before UWA, won’t mean anything in UWA or even after. You have no legacy and you never will.”
Murphy: “I look at you two and I guess from your nature that most of your life can be summed up by questionable life choices and poor decision making, and maybe one or two teen pregnancy scares.”
Walking back to the jackets, Murphy hangs the jacket back up and looks over several others. Krown nods in agreement of his tag team partner’s opinion.
Krown: “Oh definitely at least two. I look at them and it’s like I am seeing several episodes of Maury without the reunions of geeky, but now hot or was she born a guy or kids acting up or paternity tests or Springer without the trannies, hot lesbians, but with the white trash or prostitutes, though they are thinner than every hillbilly wife I’ve seen on that show. However, it seems to fit as the lesbians or mistresses seem to be attractive, while wives are fat beasts, unless adultery is involved. Although, you two would fit in on the prostitute episodes, because it has become clear to us that you'll do a lot for money.”
For a moment, Murphy looks up and looks like he wants to say something about his partner’s comments, but appears to decide against it and instead focus on the topic at hand.
Murphy: “But, be that as it may, there is nothing in your Nature, that shows us you are wrestlers, that you take pride in this, and that this is anything more than just a paycheck to you. This is our lives, and it is in our blood.”
Krown: “Since day one, this is all we have wanted to do, and we are going to be the best at doing what we do, and that means becoming the best tag team in UWA.”
The two glance around the tailor shop they are standing in. Krown picks up a red tie and holds it up. He turns to the mirror and presses it against him.
Murphy: “Our Nature means our environment, and for us our environment means having been around wrestling rings for our entire lives. We traveled the roads with our fathers, learning to do what we do and learning from some of the legends who helped make this business what it was back in the day before wrestling became as big as it is today.”
Krown begins to put the tie on.
Krown: “We could name them, but that takes time and half the people watching this probably wouldn’t even know the names we drop until some sort of convention or Hall of Fame thing, and even then it is a maybe.”
Murphy: “Most of our childhood was spent around a wrestling ring. That was our school, our playground. Our school bus was whatever car our dads were driving at the time. We learned wrestling in a way that very few can say they did, and no one here in UWA has.”
Krown: “Our Nurture was and is wrestling. What was yours? Tattoo shops? Underneath the bleacher at high school? Some bar out of that Coyote Ugly? The clinic? I assume, again, a lot of places along those lines.”
Murphy: “See girls, we have you beat on both aspects of Nature versus Nurture. We have the breeding and we have the training. You two are just mercenaries with a lesbian friend and a manager. Basically, you’re prostitutes with a pimp. That is pretty much my entire first impression of K.I.S.S., just prostitutes with a pimp and a lesbian buddy.”
Posing with the tie, Krown smirks a bit.
Krown: “Mom would be so proud wouldn’t she?”
Selecting a navy blue jacket, Murphy goes back up to the mirrors and slips the jacket on. He poses a bit, buttoning the suit jacket and posing in it. He stops for a moment, unbuttoning the jacket and slipping his sunglasses out. He tucks them in the pocket of his jacket. Reaching into his pocket, he slips out his wallet and opens it up, taking out a few bills and showing them off.
Murphy: “You see this? This is $10,000 dollars, cold hard cash. I am willing to bet that if I offered you $5000 to not show up, you’d take it, because you are basically prostitutes, and that is your nature.”
Taking the tie off, Krown smirks as Murphy slips his wallet back into his pocket. He adjusts the sleeves of the jacket, seeing if they fit.
Krown: “Our nature is to be arrogant, spoiled, rich brats, but at least we admit you are arrogant, spoiled brats, however, that doesn’t mean we haven’t worked to get where we are. Sure, we could have changed our names, like combining our brother and father’s names as some sort of a tribute, but we don’t like our brothers too much. We could have made up stupid sounding names like Gurk T Gurk McGurk or whatever, still claiming to be second generation wrestlers, but just having nonsense names. But do not think for a second that our names got us handed anything. It’s been an uphill climb for us. However, we are not going to hide who we are, or where we came from just to make it easy.”
Murphy: “Now look, maybe we did jump to conclusions about you looking like skanks because of the tattoos and the way you are dressed on your profile as opposed to us, who usually show up in suits. However, we stand by our initial stereotyping of Cornbread Mafia because, well looking at them does not indicate that they were Rhodes Scholars at Oxford or attended Harvard.”
Undoing the tie, Krown looks it over and feels the fabric before he nods at it and then proceeds to search out another.
Krown: “At least we took the high road and didn’t accuse them of being racist. We do not care that you took the name Kenyon in honor of your mother. None of your names even somehow spell K.I.S.S., but that is the name of your song, so it is a bit of a coincidence. I am just saying that our team name and the title of our entrance theme are not one in the same. I mean I heard the name K.I.S.S. and I though we were wrestling Gene Simmons. I am a little disappointed as I wanted to meet Gene Simmons.”
Murphy: “He’s too old to wrestle.”
Krown pauses in his search for new ties and looks up.
Krown: “Still, you have to admit it would be awesome.”
Murphy pauses for a moment and then finally nods in agreement.
Murphy: “True.”
Krown looks at a brown tie then decides against it.
Krown: “You want to say the “K” is for your mother’s name, Kenyon? The name Kenyon means nothing in wrestling when compared to Murphy and Krown. Sang Réal, Old French for “Royal Blood”, because that is what we are. We arte wrestling royalty, born into this and trained to be the best at what we do.”
Murphy: “You pointed out that what we did in American Championship Wrestling does not matter, and you are partially right. Yeah, sure, we were Tag Team Champions there and yes, I was the Specialist Champion, but that was two years ago. And since then, we have yet to become champions again, but that can change. We did it before and we can and will do it again. The fact that we have been Tag Team Champions once matters because we want to be champions again. It means something because it adds to the Murphy and Krown legacies, but we are not going to dwell on the past title wins. We are looking to the future wins and titles.”
Krown: “That’s our nature, honor the past of our families, while we strive to add to those legacies. We are wrestlers, born and bred. We are pedigrees, thoroughbreds, born and raised to be champions. You are just here to get paid for a job, so just mercenaries who’d probably take a payoff to no show or throw the match. You’re basically prostitutes and, pretty sure you may have done that.”
Murphy stands in front of the mirrors and slides his signature gold round framed sunglasses on to complete the look.
Murphy: “You do not have to like us, but we are going to make you respect the names Murphy, Krown and Sang Réal at Monday Night Mayhem. We have the superior Nature and the superior Nurture and that makes us better than you. That is Murphy’s Law.”
Krown: “Know you two can say we think we are better than you, but you are wrong, because we know you are. Maybe you get lucky, like I am assuming some guys did with you, but again, you are prostitutes and we have money, so we can probably just buy this match from you for like a couple of hundred or something. Either way, we’re going to win. That’s Checkmate.”
Krown grabs his jacket off a chair and puts it back on.
Murphy: “You can tell us to kiss our asses good-bye, but we could probably hire you to kiss our asses. We are Sang Réal.”
Krown: “We were born better than you.”
The scene fades out as Murphy takes the jacket off, signaling for the tailor and Krown finds a black tie to try out.