Post by Sang Réal on Feb 1, 2015 21:25:00 GMT -6
Krown: “Woooooooooo!”
Trent Paige stands in the back of the arena following the main event where Sang Réal, Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown, became the new UWA Tag Team Champions after defeating the Cornbread Mafia, Bene Elohim and the former champion K.I.S.S. in a back and forth match. To say that the newly crowned champions are happy would be an understatement. Neither man has gotten out of their ring gear. Murphy walks in, chugging a water bottle. He stops and pours it over his head, then spits the water out in a mist as he shoulders the championship and tosses the bottle aside. Krown shoots down a few gulps of water and then starts to wave the bottle all around, spilling it all over the place and holding up his half of the UWA Tag Team Championships as he jumps up and down.
Krown: “Champions of the world!”
Krown tosses the empty bottle behind him.
Paige: “Sang Réal…”
Krown: “Champions of the world! Wooooooo!”
Krown lowers the title, kissing the title’s gold plate.
Paige: “Sang Réal, congratulations are in order.”
Krown: “You’re damn right they are!”
Paige: “Tonight, you two became the new UWA Tag Team Champions.”
Krown: “Champions of the world!”
Once again, Krown kisses the championship in his hands. He then shoulder his title belt.
Murphy: “We said that tonight, Ashley and Bethany’s run as UWA Tag Team Champions would be over and that our time was now. No one believed us. They called us whiners, and they called us losers and they said we didn’t have a shot at winning. Well who is whining now? Who are the losers now?”
Krown: “Considering we have the championships, we are going with the three other teams we just beat. Overhyped, overexposed, underused and drunk, it didn’t matter who they were. We went out there and we beat them all by ourselves.”
Murphy slaps the title on his shoulder and smiles.
Murphy: “All the hard work, the training, the dedication, the almost constantly getting snubbed and only getting to wrestle nine times last year, all the sacrifice is totally worth it, because we are now exactly where we should be; the UWA Tag Team Champions.”
Krown place his arm over Trent’s shoulder.
Krown: “We’d like to apologize for two weeks ago when we brushed you off. We were sort of in a bad place mentally, spiritually, emotionally and phyisically.”
Krown takes his arm off of Trent's shoulder.
Murphy: “Since the day we arrived here in the UWA, we set out to become the best tag team in the UWA. We set out to become champions. In one night, we accomplished both goals. In one night we proved all our critics wrong. In one night, we did what no one said we could do. We went out there and we beat three other teams and becoming champions.”
Krown: “Bene Elohim, K.I.S.S. and the Cornbread Mafia can say whatever they want, and they can make excuses, which we know Ashley is very good at and we will see on the next episode of Keeping up with the Kenyons, but in the end, we beat them all by ourselves.”
The son of legendary Irish wrestler Shameus Murphy taps the title belt on his shoulder.
Murphy: “This was our night and our time to shine. We said it was going to be. We said we were going to be tag team champions long before the UWA Tag Team Championships were even a thing, and tonight we did it.”
Krown: “We want to dedicate this win to the Murphy and Krown families and point out that it’s one more title than either of our brother won, so they can suck it because we are champions of the world!”
Murphy: “And now, we plan to usher in a renaissance of tag team wrestling here in the UWA. No more paper champions, no more waiting months and months for a match. We are the UWA Tag Team Champions and we think it is time the tag team division got a spotlight. This is our time and tonight showed the UWA why, so Georgio or his cake loving sidekick can find us challengers because this is the time to make the tag team division matter.”
Krown slaps the title on his shoulder again.
Krown: “Champions of the world!”
Murphy: “Now if you’ll excuse us Trent, we have a party to get to. We have to celebrate.”
Paige: “Wait, you guys have a party tonight? What if you lost?”
For a moment, the heir to the Krown family wrestling legacy looks confused by the question he has been presented.
Krown: “Well we already have the limousine, the women, the alcohol and a really good hotel room.”
Murphy: “Trent, there are few problems in life that cannot be solved by a limousine filled with alcohol and hot women. It may not help a marriage be successful or help in a political campaign, but it really helps you get over a loss if you have a car full of booze and women, and if you win, there’s nothing better than celebrating with a car full of booze and women. And I am sure there are other things those three things can help with, but I can’t think of one off the top of my head.”
Krown: “Hey, all I know is that I do not plan on remembering anything after winning the title tomorrow.”
Without another word, Murphy and Krown start to walk away. Paige looks at them, then signals them to come back by waving his hand.
Paige: “Wait. Sang Réal, your first match as champions has been announced.”
Murphy and Krown look at each other for a moment and turn back. Murphy sighs and adjusts the title on his shoulder. Krown shakes his head.
Krown: “Why do you have to kill the buzz Trent?”
Murphy: “We have a match? I did not see that coming so soon. Did you?”
Krown: “No, actually. I thought we’d be off until March at the earliest, maybe May.”
Paige: “It has just been announced that you will face the Sin City Knights on the next episode of Monday Night Mayhem.”
Murphy slides his hand down his face and chuckles a bit. Krown just smirks as he adjusts the title on his shoulder. Murphy slides the championships off his shoulder and folds it up, holding it in the crook of his arm. As Murphy speaks, he sounds very sarcastic.
Murphy: “So now, at last, it seems we are finally worthy to face the astoundingly awesome Sin City Knights in a tag team match. Oh what a great and glorious honor it is to be deemed worthy to face the Silver Baron and whoever his partner is in the rotating cast of sidekicks he calls a faction.”
Krown: “Who knows who it will be? Will it be a returning Fraser Freeman or Quentin Sharpe? Will it be Skylar back from her injury? Will it be Craven? Or will it be someone else? I mean there are a few new people joining the UWA I think, anyone of them could randomly be a member of Sin City Knights. It’s all part of the UWA’s favorite game show “Who Is In The Sin City Knights Now?”.”
Murphy: “So now, Silver Baron, now we are apparently worthy enough to step into the ring with you. Last September, you acted so high and mighty, winning titles you never should have even competed for and acting like you Quentin Sharpe, a team randomly thrown together and only ever having wrestled two matches as a team, was up there with such greats like Frenzy, Razor’s Edge and Venom to name a few. Well now the shoe is on the other foot. We’re the champions and you are, in fact, beneath us.”
Krown: “The tables have turned my pimping friends.”
Murphy: "We beat the them team you beat to win the titles in the first place, the Cornbread Mafia.”
Krown: “Let’s be perfectly honest, we are the only reason people care about them because we made them.”
Murphy: “We beat the team that you and Sharpe beat your first night as champions and the team that then put you and Craven through tables, Bene Elohim.”
Krown: “We called them overhyped, and tonight we proved they are overhyped. They never had a chance.”
Murphy: “We beat the team that beat you and took the titles from you, K.I.S.S.”
Krown: “They are our championships now.”
Murphy: “So, if we use the logic you seemed to have used, Silver Baron, tonight, Sang Réal, by virtue of beating the Cornbread Mafia, Bene Elohim, and K.I.S.S. is now the greatest team in the entire history of the UWA. I mean by Silver Baron’s logic, you may as well induct us into the UWA Hall of Fame now.”
Krown glares into the camera.
Krown: “Hey, whacknut, if anyone here is going to act all arrogant over one accomplishment, it is us, not you. You got that? We’re the arrogant jerks with an undeserved sense of entitlement. Don’t steal our bit. You didn’t see us running around claiming to be champions of valor and honor did you? No you didn’t.”
Ignoring his partner, Murphy slowly gestures to the UWA Tag Team Championship belt in his arm. Krown slides his off his shoulder and holds it up a bit.
Murphy: “You see these titles Silver Baron? These are titles you never should have held. Neither you nor the Protector or whatever Sharpe wants to call himself should have been in that match. You didn’t deserve them. We did. And now, we are the reigning UWA Tag Team Champions and you are nothing more than some pimp with a broken faction and mental issues you really should get looked at.”
Krown shoulders the title again. Murphy holds his in the crook of his right arm.
Krown: “Seriously! How many members of the Sin City Knights have an alter-ego? You people need professional help. You’re the Sin City Knights, not the Justice Pimps, no matter how hard you try to be.”
Murphy: “This time Sin City Knights, you don’t have a three-on-two advantage. This time, you do not have a bunch off guys outside the ring to help you. You do not have the Worley clan to interfere on your behalf. This is it is just two of you, Silver Baron and whoever among the rotating cast wants to step up and be his partner against the best team in the UWA today, Sang Réal, and this time, we are going to prove that you do not belong in the tag team division and that you never deserved these titles.”
Krown: “Having a lot of people on your side was a real big help, but this is a fair fight and we don’t think you can pull it off.”
Murphy: “So bring whatever combination you want. Go find Fraser Freeman from wherever he wondered off. Get Quentin Sharpe out of the hospital. Grab Craven or Skylar, or some random new person who just magically seems to be in Sin City Knights. Hell, team Silver Baron with Oblivion for all we care. The fact of the matter remains that we are a better team than any combination the Sin City Knights can throw at us. We do not care if it is the A team, the B team or the C team or a team of two random newcomers who will last about a month before they vanish, we are better than you. That’s Murphy’s Law.”
Krown: “This time it is Sang Réal and the Sin City Knights in a fair fight. This time, we are the better team, but then again, we were always the better team and you group of wannabe do-gooder pimps and sidekicks were always beneath us. That’s Checkmate.
Murphy: “We are Sang Réal.”
Krown: “And we are the UWA Tag Team Champions.”
With that, Murphy raises his title up into the air, holding the plate in his hand. Krown takes the title off his shoulder and holds it up above his head. The two walk off, still holding the titles over their heads. Trent Paige turns to face the camera
Paige: “Well there you have it, our new UWA Tag Team Champions Sang Réal.”
Gabriel Krown suddenly walks back into the shot, holding the title up in front of him.
Krown: “Champions of the world!”
Krown kisses the belt again and walks off leaving Trent Paige looking a little confused as the scene fades out.
Trent Paige stands in the back of the arena following the main event where Sang Réal, Connor Murphy and Gabriel Krown, became the new UWA Tag Team Champions after defeating the Cornbread Mafia, Bene Elohim and the former champion K.I.S.S. in a back and forth match. To say that the newly crowned champions are happy would be an understatement. Neither man has gotten out of their ring gear. Murphy walks in, chugging a water bottle. He stops and pours it over his head, then spits the water out in a mist as he shoulders the championship and tosses the bottle aside. Krown shoots down a few gulps of water and then starts to wave the bottle all around, spilling it all over the place and holding up his half of the UWA Tag Team Championships as he jumps up and down.
Krown: “Champions of the world!”
Krown tosses the empty bottle behind him.
Paige: “Sang Réal…”
Krown: “Champions of the world! Wooooooo!”
Krown lowers the title, kissing the title’s gold plate.
Paige: “Sang Réal, congratulations are in order.”
Krown: “You’re damn right they are!”
Paige: “Tonight, you two became the new UWA Tag Team Champions.”
Krown: “Champions of the world!”
Once again, Krown kisses the championship in his hands. He then shoulder his title belt.
Murphy: “We said that tonight, Ashley and Bethany’s run as UWA Tag Team Champions would be over and that our time was now. No one believed us. They called us whiners, and they called us losers and they said we didn’t have a shot at winning. Well who is whining now? Who are the losers now?”
Krown: “Considering we have the championships, we are going with the three other teams we just beat. Overhyped, overexposed, underused and drunk, it didn’t matter who they were. We went out there and we beat them all by ourselves.”
Murphy slaps the title on his shoulder and smiles.
Murphy: “All the hard work, the training, the dedication, the almost constantly getting snubbed and only getting to wrestle nine times last year, all the sacrifice is totally worth it, because we are now exactly where we should be; the UWA Tag Team Champions.”
Krown place his arm over Trent’s shoulder.
Krown: “We’d like to apologize for two weeks ago when we brushed you off. We were sort of in a bad place mentally, spiritually, emotionally and phyisically.”
Krown takes his arm off of Trent's shoulder.
Murphy: “Since the day we arrived here in the UWA, we set out to become the best tag team in the UWA. We set out to become champions. In one night, we accomplished both goals. In one night we proved all our critics wrong. In one night, we did what no one said we could do. We went out there and we beat three other teams and becoming champions.”
Krown: “Bene Elohim, K.I.S.S. and the Cornbread Mafia can say whatever they want, and they can make excuses, which we know Ashley is very good at and we will see on the next episode of Keeping up with the Kenyons, but in the end, we beat them all by ourselves.”
The son of legendary Irish wrestler Shameus Murphy taps the title belt on his shoulder.
Murphy: “This was our night and our time to shine. We said it was going to be. We said we were going to be tag team champions long before the UWA Tag Team Championships were even a thing, and tonight we did it.”
Krown: “We want to dedicate this win to the Murphy and Krown families and point out that it’s one more title than either of our brother won, so they can suck it because we are champions of the world!”
Murphy: “And now, we plan to usher in a renaissance of tag team wrestling here in the UWA. No more paper champions, no more waiting months and months for a match. We are the UWA Tag Team Champions and we think it is time the tag team division got a spotlight. This is our time and tonight showed the UWA why, so Georgio or his cake loving sidekick can find us challengers because this is the time to make the tag team division matter.”
Krown slaps the title on his shoulder again.
Krown: “Champions of the world!”
Murphy: “Now if you’ll excuse us Trent, we have a party to get to. We have to celebrate.”
Paige: “Wait, you guys have a party tonight? What if you lost?”
For a moment, the heir to the Krown family wrestling legacy looks confused by the question he has been presented.
Krown: “Well we already have the limousine, the women, the alcohol and a really good hotel room.”
Murphy: “Trent, there are few problems in life that cannot be solved by a limousine filled with alcohol and hot women. It may not help a marriage be successful or help in a political campaign, but it really helps you get over a loss if you have a car full of booze and women, and if you win, there’s nothing better than celebrating with a car full of booze and women. And I am sure there are other things those three things can help with, but I can’t think of one off the top of my head.”
Krown: “Hey, all I know is that I do not plan on remembering anything after winning the title tomorrow.”
Without another word, Murphy and Krown start to walk away. Paige looks at them, then signals them to come back by waving his hand.
Paige: “Wait. Sang Réal, your first match as champions has been announced.”
Murphy and Krown look at each other for a moment and turn back. Murphy sighs and adjusts the title on his shoulder. Krown shakes his head.
Krown: “Why do you have to kill the buzz Trent?”
Murphy: “We have a match? I did not see that coming so soon. Did you?”
Krown: “No, actually. I thought we’d be off until March at the earliest, maybe May.”
Paige: “It has just been announced that you will face the Sin City Knights on the next episode of Monday Night Mayhem.”
Murphy slides his hand down his face and chuckles a bit. Krown just smirks as he adjusts the title on his shoulder. Murphy slides the championships off his shoulder and folds it up, holding it in the crook of his arm. As Murphy speaks, he sounds very sarcastic.
Murphy: “So now, at last, it seems we are finally worthy to face the astoundingly awesome Sin City Knights in a tag team match. Oh what a great and glorious honor it is to be deemed worthy to face the Silver Baron and whoever his partner is in the rotating cast of sidekicks he calls a faction.”
Krown: “Who knows who it will be? Will it be a returning Fraser Freeman or Quentin Sharpe? Will it be Skylar back from her injury? Will it be Craven? Or will it be someone else? I mean there are a few new people joining the UWA I think, anyone of them could randomly be a member of Sin City Knights. It’s all part of the UWA’s favorite game show “Who Is In The Sin City Knights Now?”.”
Murphy: “So now, Silver Baron, now we are apparently worthy enough to step into the ring with you. Last September, you acted so high and mighty, winning titles you never should have even competed for and acting like you Quentin Sharpe, a team randomly thrown together and only ever having wrestled two matches as a team, was up there with such greats like Frenzy, Razor’s Edge and Venom to name a few. Well now the shoe is on the other foot. We’re the champions and you are, in fact, beneath us.”
Krown: “The tables have turned my pimping friends.”
Murphy: "We beat the them team you beat to win the titles in the first place, the Cornbread Mafia.”
Krown: “Let’s be perfectly honest, we are the only reason people care about them because we made them.”
Murphy: “We beat the team that you and Sharpe beat your first night as champions and the team that then put you and Craven through tables, Bene Elohim.”
Krown: “We called them overhyped, and tonight we proved they are overhyped. They never had a chance.”
Murphy: “We beat the team that beat you and took the titles from you, K.I.S.S.”
Krown: “They are our championships now.”
Murphy: “So, if we use the logic you seemed to have used, Silver Baron, tonight, Sang Réal, by virtue of beating the Cornbread Mafia, Bene Elohim, and K.I.S.S. is now the greatest team in the entire history of the UWA. I mean by Silver Baron’s logic, you may as well induct us into the UWA Hall of Fame now.”
Krown glares into the camera.
Krown: “Hey, whacknut, if anyone here is going to act all arrogant over one accomplishment, it is us, not you. You got that? We’re the arrogant jerks with an undeserved sense of entitlement. Don’t steal our bit. You didn’t see us running around claiming to be champions of valor and honor did you? No you didn’t.”
Ignoring his partner, Murphy slowly gestures to the UWA Tag Team Championship belt in his arm. Krown slides his off his shoulder and holds it up a bit.
Murphy: “You see these titles Silver Baron? These are titles you never should have held. Neither you nor the Protector or whatever Sharpe wants to call himself should have been in that match. You didn’t deserve them. We did. And now, we are the reigning UWA Tag Team Champions and you are nothing more than some pimp with a broken faction and mental issues you really should get looked at.”
Krown shoulders the title again. Murphy holds his in the crook of his right arm.
Krown: “Seriously! How many members of the Sin City Knights have an alter-ego? You people need professional help. You’re the Sin City Knights, not the Justice Pimps, no matter how hard you try to be.”
Murphy: “This time Sin City Knights, you don’t have a three-on-two advantage. This time, you do not have a bunch off guys outside the ring to help you. You do not have the Worley clan to interfere on your behalf. This is it is just two of you, Silver Baron and whoever among the rotating cast wants to step up and be his partner against the best team in the UWA today, Sang Réal, and this time, we are going to prove that you do not belong in the tag team division and that you never deserved these titles.”
Krown: “Having a lot of people on your side was a real big help, but this is a fair fight and we don’t think you can pull it off.”
Murphy: “So bring whatever combination you want. Go find Fraser Freeman from wherever he wondered off. Get Quentin Sharpe out of the hospital. Grab Craven or Skylar, or some random new person who just magically seems to be in Sin City Knights. Hell, team Silver Baron with Oblivion for all we care. The fact of the matter remains that we are a better team than any combination the Sin City Knights can throw at us. We do not care if it is the A team, the B team or the C team or a team of two random newcomers who will last about a month before they vanish, we are better than you. That’s Murphy’s Law.”
Krown: “This time it is Sang Réal and the Sin City Knights in a fair fight. This time, we are the better team, but then again, we were always the better team and you group of wannabe do-gooder pimps and sidekicks were always beneath us. That’s Checkmate.
Murphy: “We are Sang Réal.”
Krown: “And we are the UWA Tag Team Champions.”
With that, Murphy raises his title up into the air, holding the plate in his hand. Krown takes the title off his shoulder and holds it up above his head. The two walk off, still holding the titles over their heads. Trent Paige turns to face the camera
Paige: “Well there you have it, our new UWA Tag Team Champions Sang Réal.”
Gabriel Krown suddenly walks back into the shot, holding the title up in front of him.
Krown: “Champions of the world!”
Krown kisses the belt again and walks off leaving Trent Paige looking a little confused as the scene fades out.