Post by Skilled One on Sept 15, 2009 14:22:05 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]Second show. Second show. Second show.[/glow]
One Step Closer by Lincoln Park blasts throughout the arena, and the crowd waits in anticipation, and Keith "The Wolf" Jacobs, makes his way to the ring wearing black jeans, and a white and blue shirt, holding a mic. He walks down the ramp with a look of disappointment, despite getting mostly cheers from the crowd.
Cole- Here comes the former MWA World champ, and he aside he had to get some things off his chest to the crowd-
Rogers- Wow, "the little wolf pup" shouldn't look so down. After Mitchell skinned him for that title, he wears his fur as a coat, you'd think he'd be proud.. Ha!
Cole- Jumping on the bandwagon anyone?
He circles around the ring, and looks at a fan with a sign that states "Sorry, you're not a winner". Keith grins, and walks into the ring. As he gets prepared to speak, he sighs, and starts.
Keith- "Wow. Just..wow. I always dreamed about being the best. Not the biggest, not the fastest, the best. And in my journey, I stumbled upon MWA-"
The crowd cheers at the mention, but Keith cuts them off, trying to continue.
"But well, in being here, I've already faced the best. I know I haven't accomplished all that I could, but it's this feeling here. Like I can already see the ceiling from where I stand, like I have little to fight for..no matter how much I fight, win, I'm just standing in the same spot.. so, I regret to inform you, that the rumors are true. I have officially resigned from MWA-
Rogers- If Cole quits commentating, I know that this is a dream.
The crowd explodes in mostly boos, with a few cheers from the fans who still dislike him.
"I mean, I like the sport. I love it. I shed blood, sweat, and every drop that lands inside this ring, I feel like it's worth it. So that's not the problem, you may see me again. I still like this place. I respect it. I just need a bigger stage..I need more competition.. I always will remember this place. But despite what alot of people are gonna think, I want you to know this. I came out onto this stage, because I'm sad I feel this way. I have to go, but I stand here, in this ring, out of respect to every fan, wrestler, and supporter of this place. I'll miss you guys.."
Keith sighs, and looks around almost unfazed by the silence.
"I don't think that fighting when your heart isn't into it is the right thing to do. Evey person in this world is gifted with a talent, and it shouldn't be wasted, misused, or broken. But when you find your goal, you don't let anyone, or anything get in your way to becoming the best at what you do.. but I can't be the best when I'm hating the road along the way.."
Keith sighs, and looks down, and the arena is almost completely silent.
"It would just be doing us both a crime..I've lost my smile competing here, and I'd be robbing you of a show. I have to move on. I was blessed with a talent, and I just can't use it here. It hurts to move on, I've made some friends backstage, made alot of enemies.."
Keith chuckles.
"But, the easiest way to put it is that I just can't compete here anymore..Goodbye."
Keith leaves the ring to applaud by the fans, and he stands halfway down the ramp. He looks back and sighs.. As he starts to walk backstage, he receives a devastating title shot to the back of the head, by the MWA champ, Kevin Mitchell, wearing his wrestling attire with a make in hand. He smiles at the obvious disrespect from the fans, as if he's gotten used to it. Mason, Scott Smith, and the new Empire member, Ian Van Kollof follow behind him, attacking Keith with punches and stomps, pounding him into the ramp. Kevin signals for the men to stop the ambush. He lands some devastating blows on the fallen Keith, and then he grins.
Cole- Unbelievable. Kevin has to title, and Keith's not even under contract with MWA, so why can't Kevin let things be?
Rogers- Simple. This is sending a message to everyone backstage. Keith, as much as I hate to admit it, beat alot of our roster in a little amount of time. But that time is up, we have a new world champ.
Kevin- Keith.. You go around, claiming you're the best. Then you say that I cheated you out of this title? Are you serious? So I came out here, like the noble, honest, hero that I am-
The crowd interrupts him with boos, and Empire looks at them as if they were confused.
"-To give you a match.. but then I find out, you're leaving? Just because you're afraid of me? Keith, I pity you. Because you and me, not so different. Both not from the US, both pure wrestlers.. I'm just blessed with being better than you. Simple."
Kevin holds the MWA world title high above his head and the rest of Empire showboats, much to the dislike of the crowd.
"The thing is that you lack loyalty. Like Takeover? It's long gone. The Empire isn't going to help you out, they hate your guts. No matter how far you run from me, you're never gonna anywhere."
Kevin bends over just to mock Keith to his face, but Keith snatches the mic from him.
"I took.. that title.. you aren't the real champ.. you hold that title, but you're not a champ.. you're not talented.. and you're not a winner.."
Keith chuckles weakly, holding at his ribs, and Kevin seems heated. He starts to ruthlessly attack Keith, and 3 referees come down to end it, but Ian and Mason hold off the refs, so Kevin can continue. Scott yells at Kevin, and holds him back, and Kevin gets carried away by Scott and a security officer, while Keith lays on the ground, with a weak grin on his face, and two MWA officials come down the ramp with a stretcher. They load Keith onto the stretcher, but Keith rolls off, and onto his feet, then limps backstage, and the scene fades to black.
One Step Closer by Lincoln Park blasts throughout the arena, and the crowd waits in anticipation, and Keith "The Wolf" Jacobs, makes his way to the ring wearing black jeans, and a white and blue shirt, holding a mic. He walks down the ramp with a look of disappointment, despite getting mostly cheers from the crowd.
Cole- Here comes the former MWA World champ, and he aside he had to get some things off his chest to the crowd-
Rogers- Wow, "the little wolf pup" shouldn't look so down. After Mitchell skinned him for that title, he wears his fur as a coat, you'd think he'd be proud.. Ha!
Cole- Jumping on the bandwagon anyone?
He circles around the ring, and looks at a fan with a sign that states "Sorry, you're not a winner". Keith grins, and walks into the ring. As he gets prepared to speak, he sighs, and starts.
Keith- "Wow. Just..wow. I always dreamed about being the best. Not the biggest, not the fastest, the best. And in my journey, I stumbled upon MWA-"
The crowd cheers at the mention, but Keith cuts them off, trying to continue.
"But well, in being here, I've already faced the best. I know I haven't accomplished all that I could, but it's this feeling here. Like I can already see the ceiling from where I stand, like I have little to fight for..no matter how much I fight, win, I'm just standing in the same spot.. so, I regret to inform you, that the rumors are true. I have officially resigned from MWA-
Rogers- If Cole quits commentating, I know that this is a dream.
The crowd explodes in mostly boos, with a few cheers from the fans who still dislike him.
"I mean, I like the sport. I love it. I shed blood, sweat, and every drop that lands inside this ring, I feel like it's worth it. So that's not the problem, you may see me again. I still like this place. I respect it. I just need a bigger stage..I need more competition.. I always will remember this place. But despite what alot of people are gonna think, I want you to know this. I came out onto this stage, because I'm sad I feel this way. I have to go, but I stand here, in this ring, out of respect to every fan, wrestler, and supporter of this place. I'll miss you guys.."
Keith sighs, and looks around almost unfazed by the silence.
"I don't think that fighting when your heart isn't into it is the right thing to do. Evey person in this world is gifted with a talent, and it shouldn't be wasted, misused, or broken. But when you find your goal, you don't let anyone, or anything get in your way to becoming the best at what you do.. but I can't be the best when I'm hating the road along the way.."
Keith sighs, and looks down, and the arena is almost completely silent.
"It would just be doing us both a crime..I've lost my smile competing here, and I'd be robbing you of a show. I have to move on. I was blessed with a talent, and I just can't use it here. It hurts to move on, I've made some friends backstage, made alot of enemies.."
Keith chuckles.
"But, the easiest way to put it is that I just can't compete here anymore..Goodbye."
Keith leaves the ring to applaud by the fans, and he stands halfway down the ramp. He looks back and sighs.. As he starts to walk backstage, he receives a devastating title shot to the back of the head, by the MWA champ, Kevin Mitchell, wearing his wrestling attire with a make in hand. He smiles at the obvious disrespect from the fans, as if he's gotten used to it. Mason, Scott Smith, and the new Empire member, Ian Van Kollof follow behind him, attacking Keith with punches and stomps, pounding him into the ramp. Kevin signals for the men to stop the ambush. He lands some devastating blows on the fallen Keith, and then he grins.
Cole- Unbelievable. Kevin has to title, and Keith's not even under contract with MWA, so why can't Kevin let things be?
Rogers- Simple. This is sending a message to everyone backstage. Keith, as much as I hate to admit it, beat alot of our roster in a little amount of time. But that time is up, we have a new world champ.
Kevin- Keith.. You go around, claiming you're the best. Then you say that I cheated you out of this title? Are you serious? So I came out here, like the noble, honest, hero that I am-
The crowd interrupts him with boos, and Empire looks at them as if they were confused.
"-To give you a match.. but then I find out, you're leaving? Just because you're afraid of me? Keith, I pity you. Because you and me, not so different. Both not from the US, both pure wrestlers.. I'm just blessed with being better than you. Simple."
Kevin holds the MWA world title high above his head and the rest of Empire showboats, much to the dislike of the crowd.
"The thing is that you lack loyalty. Like Takeover? It's long gone. The Empire isn't going to help you out, they hate your guts. No matter how far you run from me, you're never gonna anywhere."
Kevin bends over just to mock Keith to his face, but Keith snatches the mic from him.
"I took.. that title.. you aren't the real champ.. you hold that title, but you're not a champ.. you're not talented.. and you're not a winner.."
Keith chuckles weakly, holding at his ribs, and Kevin seems heated. He starts to ruthlessly attack Keith, and 3 referees come down to end it, but Ian and Mason hold off the refs, so Kevin can continue. Scott yells at Kevin, and holds him back, and Kevin gets carried away by Scott and a security officer, while Keith lays on the ground, with a weak grin on his face, and two MWA officials come down the ramp with a stretcher. They load Keith onto the stretcher, but Keith rolls off, and onto his feet, then limps backstage, and the scene fades to black.
