Post by silverbaron on Dec 18, 2014 20:14:41 GMT -6
The Pleasure Dome was quite busy. A couple of the Silver Baron's girls were on stage giving a dance, and alot of men were throwing money at them. Even alot of the private rooms were filled up. The silver Baron walked through his domain, having a close eye on the customers. After a couple minutes, he sat down at the bar, away from most of the patrons.
Female voice: Hey boss.
The silver Baron turned around, to see one of his girls in a one piece top and micro skirt, from behind the bar. He recognized this amber haired girl as Kira.
Silver Baron: Kira. Hope nobody's causing to much trouble for you.
Kira: Not really. Though there seems to be this middle aged man who seems to want to talk with you.
Silver Baron: Oh really?
Kira: Yeah. I dunno why, but when he saw you down here, he asked if I could get you.
Silver Baron: Either he's a fan, or he's here for a special request. Either way, I don't mind speaking to him
Kira smiled, and led The Silver Baron to the middle aged man. The middle aged man was sitting by his loneself in a lounge booth, wearing jeans, a leather jacket, and a fedora that cast a shadow over his face. He looked at the Silver Baron, just as the Silver Baron sat down.
Middle Aged Man: Hola señor Baron.
Silver Baron: Hola, señor...
The middle aged man chuckled just for a second, before sitting up properly, and extending his hand. The Silver Baron quickly shook it.
Middle Aged Man: Just call me Gutierrez. No need for any honorifics.
Silver Baron: Ah. And what brings a gentleman like yourself to such an active place?
Gutierrez: Saying I couldn't keep up with the younger patrons?
Silver Baron: Well, I didn't mean to imply that.
Gutierrez: HA! I'm joking man. But yeah. I was always kind of curious about this place. Impressive layout, I must say.
Silver Baron: Well, I try. thanks.
Gutierrez: Not a Problem, and that's good to know man. Both here and in wrestling.
Silver Baron: I see.So you are a fan.
Gutierrez: Will not deny. But I' not here for an autograph. No I just wanted to talk to you.
Silver Baron: Oh, and why is that?
Gutierrez: I figure an old man such as myself should talk with somebody he wants to. Also to be honest, you remind me of myself inmy younger days. Not quite this hardcore, but a real charmer myself, if I do say so myself.
Silver Baron: I'm sure.
Gutierrez: I mean it man. But that's not all I see in you.
Silver Baron: Oh?
Gutierrez: Yeah. I can also see that conflict in your eyes. Well more so your expression. You have this chip on your shoulder, and it both serves to empower you, yet it weakens you.
Silver Baron: You have no idea how correct you are.
Gutierrez: Maybe. But what caused it? Sorry if it sounds intrusive.
For some reason the Silver Baron felt he could trust this man. Gutierrez seemed like somebody who knew what he was talking about, and the Silver Baron also found, even with just a few short words thus far, he could be trustworthy.
Silver Baron: Let's just say I'm protective of family, and that I've been stabbed in the back pretty hard.
Gutierrez: Oh. Business deal gone wrong?
Silver Baron: I wish. Then that would have made sense. It was more like...girl problems.
Gutierrez: Really? You, the Silver Baron, would have once had girl problems? I find that hard to believe.
Silver Baron: Oh it's true. I dunno. Maybe that's why I am what I am now. Makes things less troublesome, I guess.
Gutierrez: Heh. Perhaps.
Silver Baron: What about you? What's your life story?
Gutierrez: Well that, is a slight bit more complicated then yours. Once had a wife, many, many years ago. Most beautiful person I've ever met. She had a kid before I came around, but to me, that didn't matter. Had a kid with her, and I hope those kids turned out well. But I got involved with the wrong people, and those puntos cost me alot. I refused to let harm come to my family, so I had to leave them. I hope one day I can find them, and apologize for doing what I had to do. Wouldn't blame them if they hated me but...so as long as they're alive and healthy, I know I did the right thing.
The Silver Baron looked at Gutierrez with awe. He could see a man who had struggled with some things in life, and the way he spoke about what he felt was the right thing, the Silver Baron couldn't help but respect the man.
Silver Baron: If they're understanding people, I'm sure they will forgive you.
Gutierrez: Yeah. Would be nice. Anyways, I may have taken up a bit of your time, so I'll let you get back to what you need to do in order to keep ths establishment in order. Though must say, the entertainment here...definitely worth coming back for.
Silver Baron: Yeah. Thanks.
The Silver baron got up, and was about to leave the booth, when Gutierrez quickly grabbed his arm. The Silver Baron turned around, figuring the old man actually wasn't quite done.
Gutierrez: Before you go, I just want to say I wish the best of luck for you against Bene Elohim.
Silver Baron: Thanks. I take it you watch UWA?
Gutierrez: Well yeah. How else would I know about you in wrestling?
Silver Baron: Okay point taken.
Gutierrez: Indeed. But yes, those puntos deserve nothing but pain. I saw how they took out your stable mate, even if they claim it wasn't them.
Silver Baron: You got that right.
Gutierrez: I know. But seriously, it would be a disappointment if the both of them, weren't driven through tables.
The Silver Baron smirked. He could agree with that statement. His smirks quickly vanished, as he suddenly felt that if he disappointed this old man, it wouldn't be right at all. It fired something up within him.
Silver Baron: They will BOTH, be driven through tables, one way or another.
Gutierrez: Good. Anyways, thanks again.
Silver Baron: Not a problem Gutierrez.
The Silver Baron then left, but then stopped for just one second.
Silver Baron: Say why don't I pay for-
The Silver Baron had turned around, to see that Gutierrez was gone. As if he suddenly vanished. The Silver Baron shrugged, and proceeded to walk through his strip club.
After a couple minutes, he was back up in his office. He pondered over a couple things that Gutierrez had said.
Silver Baron: Nice guy. Hope he comes around again. But...now's not the time to think about that.
The Silver Baron then began to set up his camcorder. Once it was set up, he lit a cigar, and began to record.
Silver Baron: Welcome back. I hope non of y'all watching this have been bored out of your minds, what with everyone else trying to be entertaining and very few succeeding. But the main man is here.
As we know, the last cycle between pay per views has been rough for the Sin City Knights. While it may not seem like it,it's actually our worst. Why? Because now, we're down 3 members. First there was Skylar, injuring her knee. Then Freeman, being taken out by Vince Jones in a brutal fashion, and just recently, some douchebag decided to run over Quentin Sharpe. Now, it's just Craven and I.
But that will be enough. No, actually more then enough, to do what we need to do. For here at Cataclysm, it's about time we see a rather fun match happening. A tag team table elimination match, featuring the Sin City Knights. And we're going to drive those puntos that are called Bene Elohim, straight through some tables!
Right now, there was a look in the Silver Baron's eyes that was screaming for blood. Even his smile looked a bit twisted up. Just thinking of Bene Elohim put him in a bad mood, even if he was just having a good conversation just a few minutes ago. He took a long drag of his cigar, before continuing.
Silver Baron: I find it funny though. Bene Elohim's original plan for the Sin City Knights was to end us because we were that one thorn that the Children were trying to overlook. Oh yeah, the Children and SCK have been in each other's affairs since the start. While we have not full on engaged them, they know that if we decided to ourselves, it would mean the end of them, as we have always succeeded in our battles, thanks to my leadership, and all of us being top class fighters.
So knowing what was going to eventually happen, Bene Elohim tried to put us on notice at Fearless. Here's the problem boys. SCK, while not this particular combination, had already defeated you, and in convincing fashion. What's to say the result won't be the same?
Now granted, time has passed between then and now, to the point where you've actually improved. Will it matter much? I don't think so. In fact, the only reason why you two might have a victory over SCK at Cataclysm, is because one of us, will already be in a prior match. You see, Craven is going to war one on one, against the definition of delusion, Kyle Travis, in a submission match. It will be earlier in the show, so yeah, Craven certainly will have his plate full. But if anyone can succeed, it's him. Well, he better hope so, because even with that, I feel that should SCK lose the table match, it will be extremely shameful.
I'm not letting this opportunity for revenge to slip past me. No. I'm feeling just as fired up for some violence, as I did for Fearless. Matter of fact, I think I'm feeling a bit more fired up. It's thanks to you two, that SCK doesn't look as strong, plus a friend is in the hospital, recovering from broken bones. Far as I'm concerned, you two are responsible for what happened to Sharpe, as it was you two who led him to the parking lot. From what we saw, yes you didn't like the fact he was run over. I call fucken bullshit. You had that set up, or at least was going to abduct him. Like we need another fucking abduction in UWA!
The Silver Baron was trying to resist crushing something, namely his cigar, as he replayed the footage of Quentin Sharpe getting run over, in his head. After a minute though, he looked back at the camera, with a hollow but haunting stare.
Silver Baron: But what about you guys? From what I've seen, along with the rest of the world, you two are split in loyalties. Since Joshua McBride decided to leave you,along with the rest of you incompetent children out to dry, one of you has been loyal to him, while the other, to that bitch I tossed around like a ragdoll, at the last Mayhem. The so called mistress of evil, or some bullshit like that, Maiko Adachi. It may have looked like a somewhat even contest, but if you look at it closely, it was kind of one sided. She's got bite, and she isn't afraid to use that, but I took that bitch's full on assault, and still came out the victor. Only regret in that match is I forgot to bend her over my knee, rip off her shorts, and spank her for being a 'bad girl'.
But back to you boys now. Your loyalties are split, and that to me, is blood. Blood in water. And like the shark I can be, I smell that water. Your loyalties is what's going to cause you to lose. United, you might have had a chance. But since your loyalties are split between two people, you two will not be getting along, unless your woman, Sariel, gets your heads on straight.
But tell me something though? Matter of fact, this idea, came from Craven, when he spoke out loud earlier. Would you guys be willing to sacrifice yourselves for each other, or the greater cause you believe in? In fact, when the chips are down and your sorry asses are on the ground, would the rest of the Children come out to save you, or leave you to die? To me, you're just pawns of a greater scheme, on both sides of the fence.
Then again, without the so called 'guidance' of Joshua or Maiko, you two would have zero relevance, or at least it would seem that way. But that's not the point. Point is, you've angered two men, who while have never had a proper tag match, the both share a love for family, and will protect them as much as we can. But since we failed to protect Sharpe being taken out, you can damn well be certain, we will avenge him.
That's more then enough reason for you to be scared, because inspite of Craven likely not at full energy after I'm certain he humiliates Kyle Travis, you can be damn certain that it's still more then fucken enough, to take you two out.
Prepare yourselves Bene Elohim. You've pissed off the wrong people, and we will make you puntos, pay for your sins.
Female voice: Hey boss.
The silver Baron turned around, to see one of his girls in a one piece top and micro skirt, from behind the bar. He recognized this amber haired girl as Kira.
Silver Baron: Kira. Hope nobody's causing to much trouble for you.
Kira: Not really. Though there seems to be this middle aged man who seems to want to talk with you.
Silver Baron: Oh really?
Kira: Yeah. I dunno why, but when he saw you down here, he asked if I could get you.
Silver Baron: Either he's a fan, or he's here for a special request. Either way, I don't mind speaking to him
Kira smiled, and led The Silver Baron to the middle aged man. The middle aged man was sitting by his loneself in a lounge booth, wearing jeans, a leather jacket, and a fedora that cast a shadow over his face. He looked at the Silver Baron, just as the Silver Baron sat down.
Middle Aged Man: Hola señor Baron.
Silver Baron: Hola, señor...
The middle aged man chuckled just for a second, before sitting up properly, and extending his hand. The Silver Baron quickly shook it.
Middle Aged Man: Just call me Gutierrez. No need for any honorifics.
Silver Baron: Ah. And what brings a gentleman like yourself to such an active place?
Gutierrez: Saying I couldn't keep up with the younger patrons?
Silver Baron: Well, I didn't mean to imply that.
Gutierrez: HA! I'm joking man. But yeah. I was always kind of curious about this place. Impressive layout, I must say.
Silver Baron: Well, I try. thanks.
Gutierrez: Not a Problem, and that's good to know man. Both here and in wrestling.
Silver Baron: I see.So you are a fan.
Gutierrez: Will not deny. But I' not here for an autograph. No I just wanted to talk to you.
Silver Baron: Oh, and why is that?
Gutierrez: I figure an old man such as myself should talk with somebody he wants to. Also to be honest, you remind me of myself inmy younger days. Not quite this hardcore, but a real charmer myself, if I do say so myself.
Silver Baron: I'm sure.
Gutierrez: I mean it man. But that's not all I see in you.
Silver Baron: Oh?
Gutierrez: Yeah. I can also see that conflict in your eyes. Well more so your expression. You have this chip on your shoulder, and it both serves to empower you, yet it weakens you.
Silver Baron: You have no idea how correct you are.
Gutierrez: Maybe. But what caused it? Sorry if it sounds intrusive.
For some reason the Silver Baron felt he could trust this man. Gutierrez seemed like somebody who knew what he was talking about, and the Silver Baron also found, even with just a few short words thus far, he could be trustworthy.
Silver Baron: Let's just say I'm protective of family, and that I've been stabbed in the back pretty hard.
Gutierrez: Oh. Business deal gone wrong?
Silver Baron: I wish. Then that would have made sense. It was more like...girl problems.
Gutierrez: Really? You, the Silver Baron, would have once had girl problems? I find that hard to believe.
Silver Baron: Oh it's true. I dunno. Maybe that's why I am what I am now. Makes things less troublesome, I guess.
Gutierrez: Heh. Perhaps.
Silver Baron: What about you? What's your life story?
Gutierrez: Well that, is a slight bit more complicated then yours. Once had a wife, many, many years ago. Most beautiful person I've ever met. She had a kid before I came around, but to me, that didn't matter. Had a kid with her, and I hope those kids turned out well. But I got involved with the wrong people, and those puntos cost me alot. I refused to let harm come to my family, so I had to leave them. I hope one day I can find them, and apologize for doing what I had to do. Wouldn't blame them if they hated me but...so as long as they're alive and healthy, I know I did the right thing.
The Silver Baron looked at Gutierrez with awe. He could see a man who had struggled with some things in life, and the way he spoke about what he felt was the right thing, the Silver Baron couldn't help but respect the man.
Silver Baron: If they're understanding people, I'm sure they will forgive you.
Gutierrez: Yeah. Would be nice. Anyways, I may have taken up a bit of your time, so I'll let you get back to what you need to do in order to keep ths establishment in order. Though must say, the entertainment here...definitely worth coming back for.
Silver Baron: Yeah. Thanks.
The Silver baron got up, and was about to leave the booth, when Gutierrez quickly grabbed his arm. The Silver Baron turned around, figuring the old man actually wasn't quite done.
Gutierrez: Before you go, I just want to say I wish the best of luck for you against Bene Elohim.
Silver Baron: Thanks. I take it you watch UWA?
Gutierrez: Well yeah. How else would I know about you in wrestling?
Silver Baron: Okay point taken.
Gutierrez: Indeed. But yes, those puntos deserve nothing but pain. I saw how they took out your stable mate, even if they claim it wasn't them.
Silver Baron: You got that right.
Gutierrez: I know. But seriously, it would be a disappointment if the both of them, weren't driven through tables.
The Silver Baron smirked. He could agree with that statement. His smirks quickly vanished, as he suddenly felt that if he disappointed this old man, it wouldn't be right at all. It fired something up within him.
Silver Baron: They will BOTH, be driven through tables, one way or another.
Gutierrez: Good. Anyways, thanks again.
Silver Baron: Not a problem Gutierrez.
The Silver Baron then left, but then stopped for just one second.
Silver Baron: Say why don't I pay for-
The Silver Baron had turned around, to see that Gutierrez was gone. As if he suddenly vanished. The Silver Baron shrugged, and proceeded to walk through his strip club.
After a couple minutes, he was back up in his office. He pondered over a couple things that Gutierrez had said.
Silver Baron: Nice guy. Hope he comes around again. But...now's not the time to think about that.
The Silver Baron then began to set up his camcorder. Once it was set up, he lit a cigar, and began to record.
Silver Baron: Welcome back. I hope non of y'all watching this have been bored out of your minds, what with everyone else trying to be entertaining and very few succeeding. But the main man is here.
As we know, the last cycle between pay per views has been rough for the Sin City Knights. While it may not seem like it,it's actually our worst. Why? Because now, we're down 3 members. First there was Skylar, injuring her knee. Then Freeman, being taken out by Vince Jones in a brutal fashion, and just recently, some douchebag decided to run over Quentin Sharpe. Now, it's just Craven and I.
But that will be enough. No, actually more then enough, to do what we need to do. For here at Cataclysm, it's about time we see a rather fun match happening. A tag team table elimination match, featuring the Sin City Knights. And we're going to drive those puntos that are called Bene Elohim, straight through some tables!
Right now, there was a look in the Silver Baron's eyes that was screaming for blood. Even his smile looked a bit twisted up. Just thinking of Bene Elohim put him in a bad mood, even if he was just having a good conversation just a few minutes ago. He took a long drag of his cigar, before continuing.
Silver Baron: I find it funny though. Bene Elohim's original plan for the Sin City Knights was to end us because we were that one thorn that the Children were trying to overlook. Oh yeah, the Children and SCK have been in each other's affairs since the start. While we have not full on engaged them, they know that if we decided to ourselves, it would mean the end of them, as we have always succeeded in our battles, thanks to my leadership, and all of us being top class fighters.
So knowing what was going to eventually happen, Bene Elohim tried to put us on notice at Fearless. Here's the problem boys. SCK, while not this particular combination, had already defeated you, and in convincing fashion. What's to say the result won't be the same?
Now granted, time has passed between then and now, to the point where you've actually improved. Will it matter much? I don't think so. In fact, the only reason why you two might have a victory over SCK at Cataclysm, is because one of us, will already be in a prior match. You see, Craven is going to war one on one, against the definition of delusion, Kyle Travis, in a submission match. It will be earlier in the show, so yeah, Craven certainly will have his plate full. But if anyone can succeed, it's him. Well, he better hope so, because even with that, I feel that should SCK lose the table match, it will be extremely shameful.
I'm not letting this opportunity for revenge to slip past me. No. I'm feeling just as fired up for some violence, as I did for Fearless. Matter of fact, I think I'm feeling a bit more fired up. It's thanks to you two, that SCK doesn't look as strong, plus a friend is in the hospital, recovering from broken bones. Far as I'm concerned, you two are responsible for what happened to Sharpe, as it was you two who led him to the parking lot. From what we saw, yes you didn't like the fact he was run over. I call fucken bullshit. You had that set up, or at least was going to abduct him. Like we need another fucking abduction in UWA!
The Silver Baron was trying to resist crushing something, namely his cigar, as he replayed the footage of Quentin Sharpe getting run over, in his head. After a minute though, he looked back at the camera, with a hollow but haunting stare.
Silver Baron: But what about you guys? From what I've seen, along with the rest of the world, you two are split in loyalties. Since Joshua McBride decided to leave you,along with the rest of you incompetent children out to dry, one of you has been loyal to him, while the other, to that bitch I tossed around like a ragdoll, at the last Mayhem. The so called mistress of evil, or some bullshit like that, Maiko Adachi. It may have looked like a somewhat even contest, but if you look at it closely, it was kind of one sided. She's got bite, and she isn't afraid to use that, but I took that bitch's full on assault, and still came out the victor. Only regret in that match is I forgot to bend her over my knee, rip off her shorts, and spank her for being a 'bad girl'.
But back to you boys now. Your loyalties are split, and that to me, is blood. Blood in water. And like the shark I can be, I smell that water. Your loyalties is what's going to cause you to lose. United, you might have had a chance. But since your loyalties are split between two people, you two will not be getting along, unless your woman, Sariel, gets your heads on straight.
But tell me something though? Matter of fact, this idea, came from Craven, when he spoke out loud earlier. Would you guys be willing to sacrifice yourselves for each other, or the greater cause you believe in? In fact, when the chips are down and your sorry asses are on the ground, would the rest of the Children come out to save you, or leave you to die? To me, you're just pawns of a greater scheme, on both sides of the fence.
Then again, without the so called 'guidance' of Joshua or Maiko, you two would have zero relevance, or at least it would seem that way. But that's not the point. Point is, you've angered two men, who while have never had a proper tag match, the both share a love for family, and will protect them as much as we can. But since we failed to protect Sharpe being taken out, you can damn well be certain, we will avenge him.
That's more then enough reason for you to be scared, because inspite of Craven likely not at full energy after I'm certain he humiliates Kyle Travis, you can be damn certain that it's still more then fucken enough, to take you two out.
Prepare yourselves Bene Elohim. You've pissed off the wrong people, and we will make you puntos, pay for your sins.
