Post by Admin on Dec 16, 2014 11:25:34 GMT -6
CAVO's "Stand Your Ground" blasts through the Engelstad Arena as the fans, jam-packed, show their excitement for the 18th Edition of Breakthrough. The song quiets down as Jerry Heisenberg take the mic.
Jerry Heisenberg: Ladies and Gentlemen, due to illness, Lucas McCann will not be able to compete this evening.
The crowd boos to express their collective disappointment.
Axel Reid: Thank you for tuning in to Breakthrough episode 18 here live from the capacity-filled Engelstad Arena here in Grand Forks, North Dakota! As just announced the previously scheduled match between Lucas McCann and Cera will not take place tonight as Lucas McCann has fallen ill and we at VoW wish him a full and speedy recovery.
Ruby Parvati: Cera was not to keen when she heard that McCann would not be appearing for their match tonight. So she decided to give him and management the proverbial middle finger and decided not to show up.
Axel Reid: If Cera wants to stage a protest that’s her right. But management also reserves the right to reprimand “The Baddest Bitch.
“Happy?” by Mudvayne plays around Englestad Arena and garners a large pop from the crowd.
Ruby Parvati: Speaking of management...
Ryan Omega emerges from behind the curtain in a three piece suit of grey and purple. His hair is tied back in a ponytail, and he doesn’t take his eyes off the ring as he walks down the aisle.
Jerry Heisenberg: Ladies and gentleman. He is the Director of Wrestling Operations, Ryan Omega!
Axel Reid: Mr. Ryan Omega the DWO of VoW looking serious tonight.
Ruby Parvati: I wonder if he’s come to the realization that it is his fault his wife had tobacco shoved in her face, after she quit smoking close to five years ago.
Axel Reid: How was it fault?
Ruby Parvati: He didn’t have to have his wife compete against Casanova English. He sent his own wife like a lamb to slaughter.
Axel Reid: That’s not true and you know it.
Omega, now in the center of the ring, holds the microphone up to his lips as the cheering starts to die down.
Ryan Omega: Before we kick off the show tonight I have one thing to address.
Ruby Parvati: You can’t blame English.. It’s your fault what happened to your wife.
Ryan Omega: Please roll the footage.
The JumboVision shows a scene from Darkest Hour of Seth Iser scooping Vanessa up for a Black Magic and her kicking out after the count of three much to Iser’s dismay. And flows into a clip of him taking her up to the middle rope and dropping off with another Black Magic.
The camera pans back Ryan Omega who folds his arms and shakes his head.
Ryan Omega: At this time... I would like to request the presence of Mr. Seth Iser.
A rumbling of boos is heard for a minute just by mentioning the name of the perpetrator. A silence does follow for a moment as Omega’s request isn’t immediately granted but without fanfare or even music…Seth Iser stoically steps out from the curtain and he receives a standing non stopped boo fest from the audience. He’s already dressed in his wrestling attire but he’s just got that cold expression on his face…and he’s just ignoring the jeers and the vulgar name calling from the audience.
Axel Reid: Something is very off about Iser. He’s never been on my Christmas list…never will be but this isn’t his normal MO.
Iser calmly walks down the ramp and takes a moment to glare at a disparaging sign that equates Iser to a jackass but he doesn’t even try to rip it out of his hands or anything…but his eyes are hiding his true hot headed emotion. With that…he slowly walks up the steps and the camera does catch a microphone in his left hand as he calmly enters the ring and there’s just unbelievable tension in the air between these two…just on their history alone…and with how stern Iser’s body language is.
Seth Iser: Spoken like a true wrestler who wants to do all his business…here in the public. I saw the replay...Moretti had warned me that you wanted to speak with me…so here I am. Never hard to find…let’s get on with our business.
Iser’s glacial tone isn’t unusual, but he just has his arms crossed in the corner glaring a hole right at his former Court associate. Ryan Omega: Thank you for joining me out here... Now Vince didn't have to "warn" you of anything. Lets call it what it is, he informed you. Now with that said. Let's get the number one question in professional wrestling history out of the way. Three simple letters and a question mark. Why? Why did you have to do all that? What did Seth Iser need to prove? We all know everything you do. Every word you say, every move you make, even every breath you take. Is not random. It all has purpose. Nothing is without meaning when it comes to you.
Omega looks up at the larger man using his eyes to ask, to invite Iser into conversation.
Iser contorts his jaw to the left slightly almost out of annoyance from that question right away. He glances back at Omega with a heated glare not really wanting to answer that question.
Seth Iser: You too huh….wanting to know why. I’ve gotten many letters with that question mixed in with the usual array of vulgar threats on my life from these…people.
Iser growls at the word people and just the way he said the word people warrant a chorus of boos from the audience. Iser almost has that stoic killer look going for him though to die down the chorus of boos this time…he’s almost in a different and worse mood than usual. Not even acknowledging the hatred this week though…he’s just staring at Omega coldly…engaging in the conversation.
Seth Iser: But the answer is plain and simple. I lived up to my word, Ryan. It goes beyond your senior referee making an amateur decision the more I’ve sat there and thought about it. I didn’t WANT to do it…but it had to be done. Those words she said goes beyond a wrestling ring…goes beyond even normal human bonds…and she threw that away without considering the consequences for another careless action. She said I was dead to her…and she needs to learn the weight of her actions for once in her life. She did it…to herself.
Iser pauses briefly as another round of disdain is heard for his reasoning. Iser just calmly shakes his head but his words are delivered slowly and full of menace.
Seth Iser: It was…her fault…and the ref’s fault for tainting in their own ways…what everyone intended the match to be with their mistakes, Ryan. I dealt with her…and I’m disappointed that you haven’t done anything about the ref’s mistake in a high profile situation…with everything on the line. But that’s your answer. That’s the truth…that’s the ‘why’ you're seeking.
The feed of Andy and Rayne helping Nessa backstage through the curtains starts rolling. The two friends flank each of V's sides, and Vanessa appears to wave them off. She takes two steps forward and then collapses. Rayne instantly drops to her knees, checking on V as Andy starts waving for the medics to come through the curtain to the back.
Iser rubs his temple after that question with a contorted look of agony right across his face, obviously uncomfortable at that realization. That brief second however passes before he calmly turns to Omega and absorbing the loud ‘Iser sucks’ chant now that the audience has realized the damage he’s done to one of their favorites.
Seth Iser: Can’t go backwards, Ryan. Only forward…and to be honest, I wish the whole situation never happened but words were spoken and it grew above what could be settled in a wrestling match. I’m not a monster…merely a human being and I take my piece of the blame on that one the more I’ve thought on it.
The last statement nets an even louder roar of boos and disdain from the audience that’s here…and Iser finally snaps back at the crowd.
Seth Iser: How about you try to walk a mile in my shoes and see if you don’t want to commit suicide…but you all are so damned weak that you’d rather crucify me than deal with your OWN horrible demons that you try to hide every day of your lives. Unlike you people…I’m NOT afraid to live and deal with them every day of my life!
The censors aren’t pleased after this one because the dreaded ‘F*** YOU ISER’ chant rings loud and clear at this point…and instead of smirking at the obvious response…Iser has a heated and emotional glare etched on his face. The essence of calm is gone in Iser but he turns back to Ryan with a cooler expression on his face. When the chant finally calms down slightly…Iser finally speaks again.
Seth Iser: But she’s just as much responsible for what happened to her collapsing right there as I am, Ryan. You and I both know the issues with necks and she’s been in this industry more than long enough to know better than to do what she did. She did that…to herself …and if she added anymore complications by trying to show off to the people that she’s okay when she’s really not…then again…it’s her consequences that they need to accept…as well as these people for willing her on to try to stand when she shouldn’t have. It’s just as much on them for pushing things further than they should have as it is on me. When it comes to what happened…I don’t like that it happened and that smallest part of me does feel bad…but as a wrestler I don’t have any sympathy at all for a woman who discards people like toys. None…what so ever.
The crowd starts to jeer more intensly but Omega attempts to quiet them down.
Ryan Omega: You out of anyone on this roster should know how relationships come and go. You and I are kindred spirits if you will. True veterans of the sport. We know how certain things work in this industry. But as wise as you are, you're a damned fool if you think you have no influence on the relationship you have or had with that woman.
Omega then rubs the back of his neck, wincing.
Ryan Omega: Now, on behalf of VoW management, I'm afraid to be the bearer of bad news. In discussion with Stefan Frei we have felt that Black Magic is two dangerous for use in competition here in VoW. You exasperated a matter by using a variant of your piledriver which was banned in Japan. And let's be honest. If it's banned in Japan... it probably won't fly in the states. With all the evidence presented. VoW is electing to ban Black Magic pending investigation. Seth Iser, if you use Black Magic, you will be suspended for 90 days without pay for the first offense... another 180 days for the second offense and you will be suspended indefinitely pending termination for a third offense. You are right I know what it's like to have a bum neck. That is why I took this job as Director of Wrestling Operations. To look out for the health and welfare of my roster and as of last night I failed, and I need to rectify that situation. Seth Iser: What?
After Iser blurts that one line the crowd explodes in a joyous occasion that Iser just got his cummupance on this one. He's just glaring a hole at Ryan after that decision was made.
Seth Iser: You of all people Ryan...you of all people have no damn right. None at all...to ban a move considering the barbaric matches I've seen you partake. You can't talk to me about safety when I've seen you try to mutilate someone with every weapon in the book instead of going for a championship in a specific ladder match I saw about one year ago now, Ryan. Omega nods before snapping back with his forefinger directed towards the chest of the larger man.
Ryan Omega: And look where I'm at! In a suit when I'd rather be in a spandex speedo... Yeah it sounds weird when I put it like that. But I was meant to put on the tights, lace up my boots, I was meant to be in this ring suplexing the competition and I can't. My competitive career is over. So I of all people should know why health and welfare is important in this sport. I of all people should be preventing others from suffering the same fate as me. Iser's just shaking his head coldly no as the crowd is still roaring in approval this time of Omega's statement toward Iser despite their sadness of his retirement.
Seth Iser: So you do that by picking now of all times to tell me that I can't use that one move...that one move that has gained me my biggest success when you could've told me or put into the contract from DAY ONE Ryan...DAY ONE...that it was banned. Never change the rules of the game when the game takes a turn you don't like. You HAVE been in my shoes and if I was telling you the exact same thing you just told ME you'd react the exact same way. All this time in your suit as much as you loved your time in...spandex...has made you forget the little nuiances of what being a wrestler is. You lost that perspective...
Iser's just shaking his head...his own rage boiling over...in absolute disgust.
Ryan Omega: I didn't change the rules... You set the precident when you decided to take that move to a more elevated position... This is on you.
Iser puts his hands over his head and just takes a notible deep breath...disgusted over the situation...not speaking for several seconds after digesting that last sentence. For a brief second...it looks as if he's calmed down slightly.
Seth Iser: Fine...fine, Ryan. I accept your ruling. No black magic. No tombstone piledriver.
Iser calmly takes a moment and points to the ropes with a nod as if to say after you after the business has been taken care of.
Ryan Omega: Like I said... pending investigation... There is the chance that the legality of Black Magic will, in the end, withstand.
Omega drops his hand with microphone to the side as he walks past Iser and makes his way over to the ropes. As soon as that moment happens with Omega's back to him...Iser accelerates quickly and one blow to the back of the neck follows and that one blow causes a round of jeers and boos from the audience that's near deafening for the cheap shot.
Axel Reid: That son of a...how can this be condoned Ruby? This is hideous.
Ruby Parvati: He should've seen things from a wrestler's perspective...not from a suit.
Axel Reid: You are ridiculous.
As Omega has crumbled up from that one blow Iser drags him there and he's right in position for the dreaded Deprivation DDT. The fans jeer very loudly as he glances at the audience coldly with disdain...before he spikes Omega vilely with that DDT.
Axel Reid: Oh...the man is no longer in the ring! He's retired and a father! This is heinous! He might not be able to see his kids properly again after that! How dare Iser...just how dare him. EMTs and officials rush down the aisle way and tend to Omega as Iser nonchalantly vacates the ring and walks up to the top of the stage. He spins around and gives a cold, hard stoic look. No hint of remorse in his eyes.
Jerry Heisenberg: Ladies and Gentlemen, due to illness, Lucas McCann will not be able to compete this evening.
The crowd boos to express their collective disappointment.
Axel Reid: Thank you for tuning in to Breakthrough episode 18 here live from the capacity-filled Engelstad Arena here in Grand Forks, North Dakota! As just announced the previously scheduled match between Lucas McCann and Cera will not take place tonight as Lucas McCann has fallen ill and we at VoW wish him a full and speedy recovery.
Ruby Parvati: Cera was not to keen when she heard that McCann would not be appearing for their match tonight. So she decided to give him and management the proverbial middle finger and decided not to show up.
Axel Reid: If Cera wants to stage a protest that’s her right. But management also reserves the right to reprimand “The Baddest Bitch.
“Happy?” by Mudvayne plays around Englestad Arena and garners a large pop from the crowd.
Ruby Parvati: Speaking of management...
Ryan Omega emerges from behind the curtain in a three piece suit of grey and purple. His hair is tied back in a ponytail, and he doesn’t take his eyes off the ring as he walks down the aisle.
Jerry Heisenberg: Ladies and gentleman. He is the Director of Wrestling Operations, Ryan Omega!
Axel Reid: Mr. Ryan Omega the DWO of VoW looking serious tonight.
Ruby Parvati: I wonder if he’s come to the realization that it is his fault his wife had tobacco shoved in her face, after she quit smoking close to five years ago.
Axel Reid: How was it fault?
Ruby Parvati: He didn’t have to have his wife compete against Casanova English. He sent his own wife like a lamb to slaughter.
Axel Reid: That’s not true and you know it.
Omega, now in the center of the ring, holds the microphone up to his lips as the cheering starts to die down.
Ryan Omega: Before we kick off the show tonight I have one thing to address.
Ruby Parvati: You can’t blame English.. It’s your fault what happened to your wife.
Ryan Omega: Please roll the footage.
The JumboVision shows a scene from Darkest Hour of Seth Iser scooping Vanessa up for a Black Magic and her kicking out after the count of three much to Iser’s dismay. And flows into a clip of him taking her up to the middle rope and dropping off with another Black Magic.
The camera pans back Ryan Omega who folds his arms and shakes his head.
Ryan Omega: At this time... I would like to request the presence of Mr. Seth Iser.
A rumbling of boos is heard for a minute just by mentioning the name of the perpetrator. A silence does follow for a moment as Omega’s request isn’t immediately granted but without fanfare or even music…Seth Iser stoically steps out from the curtain and he receives a standing non stopped boo fest from the audience. He’s already dressed in his wrestling attire but he’s just got that cold expression on his face…and he’s just ignoring the jeers and the vulgar name calling from the audience.
Axel Reid: Something is very off about Iser. He’s never been on my Christmas list…never will be but this isn’t his normal MO.
Iser calmly walks down the ramp and takes a moment to glare at a disparaging sign that equates Iser to a jackass but he doesn’t even try to rip it out of his hands or anything…but his eyes are hiding his true hot headed emotion. With that…he slowly walks up the steps and the camera does catch a microphone in his left hand as he calmly enters the ring and there’s just unbelievable tension in the air between these two…just on their history alone…and with how stern Iser’s body language is.
Seth Iser: Spoken like a true wrestler who wants to do all his business…here in the public. I saw the replay...Moretti had warned me that you wanted to speak with me…so here I am. Never hard to find…let’s get on with our business.
Iser’s glacial tone isn’t unusual, but he just has his arms crossed in the corner glaring a hole right at his former Court associate. Ryan Omega: Thank you for joining me out here... Now Vince didn't have to "warn" you of anything. Lets call it what it is, he informed you. Now with that said. Let's get the number one question in professional wrestling history out of the way. Three simple letters and a question mark. Why? Why did you have to do all that? What did Seth Iser need to prove? We all know everything you do. Every word you say, every move you make, even every breath you take. Is not random. It all has purpose. Nothing is without meaning when it comes to you.
Omega looks up at the larger man using his eyes to ask, to invite Iser into conversation.
Iser contorts his jaw to the left slightly almost out of annoyance from that question right away. He glances back at Omega with a heated glare not really wanting to answer that question.
Seth Iser: You too huh….wanting to know why. I’ve gotten many letters with that question mixed in with the usual array of vulgar threats on my life from these…people.
Iser growls at the word people and just the way he said the word people warrant a chorus of boos from the audience. Iser almost has that stoic killer look going for him though to die down the chorus of boos this time…he’s almost in a different and worse mood than usual. Not even acknowledging the hatred this week though…he’s just staring at Omega coldly…engaging in the conversation.
Seth Iser: But the answer is plain and simple. I lived up to my word, Ryan. It goes beyond your senior referee making an amateur decision the more I’ve sat there and thought about it. I didn’t WANT to do it…but it had to be done. Those words she said goes beyond a wrestling ring…goes beyond even normal human bonds…and she threw that away without considering the consequences for another careless action. She said I was dead to her…and she needs to learn the weight of her actions for once in her life. She did it…to herself.
Iser pauses briefly as another round of disdain is heard for his reasoning. Iser just calmly shakes his head but his words are delivered slowly and full of menace.
Seth Iser: It was…her fault…and the ref’s fault for tainting in their own ways…what everyone intended the match to be with their mistakes, Ryan. I dealt with her…and I’m disappointed that you haven’t done anything about the ref’s mistake in a high profile situation…with everything on the line. But that’s your answer. That’s the truth…that’s the ‘why’ you're seeking.
The feed of Andy and Rayne helping Nessa backstage through the curtains starts rolling. The two friends flank each of V's sides, and Vanessa appears to wave them off. She takes two steps forward and then collapses. Rayne instantly drops to her knees, checking on V as Andy starts waving for the medics to come through the curtain to the back.
Iser rubs his temple after that question with a contorted look of agony right across his face, obviously uncomfortable at that realization. That brief second however passes before he calmly turns to Omega and absorbing the loud ‘Iser sucks’ chant now that the audience has realized the damage he’s done to one of their favorites.
Seth Iser: Can’t go backwards, Ryan. Only forward…and to be honest, I wish the whole situation never happened but words were spoken and it grew above what could be settled in a wrestling match. I’m not a monster…merely a human being and I take my piece of the blame on that one the more I’ve thought on it.
The last statement nets an even louder roar of boos and disdain from the audience that’s here…and Iser finally snaps back at the crowd.
Seth Iser: How about you try to walk a mile in my shoes and see if you don’t want to commit suicide…but you all are so damned weak that you’d rather crucify me than deal with your OWN horrible demons that you try to hide every day of your lives. Unlike you people…I’m NOT afraid to live and deal with them every day of my life!
The censors aren’t pleased after this one because the dreaded ‘F*** YOU ISER’ chant rings loud and clear at this point…and instead of smirking at the obvious response…Iser has a heated and emotional glare etched on his face. The essence of calm is gone in Iser but he turns back to Ryan with a cooler expression on his face. When the chant finally calms down slightly…Iser finally speaks again.
Seth Iser: But she’s just as much responsible for what happened to her collapsing right there as I am, Ryan. You and I both know the issues with necks and she’s been in this industry more than long enough to know better than to do what she did. She did that…to herself …and if she added anymore complications by trying to show off to the people that she’s okay when she’s really not…then again…it’s her consequences that they need to accept…as well as these people for willing her on to try to stand when she shouldn’t have. It’s just as much on them for pushing things further than they should have as it is on me. When it comes to what happened…I don’t like that it happened and that smallest part of me does feel bad…but as a wrestler I don’t have any sympathy at all for a woman who discards people like toys. None…what so ever.
The crowd starts to jeer more intensly but Omega attempts to quiet them down.
Ryan Omega: You out of anyone on this roster should know how relationships come and go. You and I are kindred spirits if you will. True veterans of the sport. We know how certain things work in this industry. But as wise as you are, you're a damned fool if you think you have no influence on the relationship you have or had with that woman.
Omega then rubs the back of his neck, wincing.
Ryan Omega: Now, on behalf of VoW management, I'm afraid to be the bearer of bad news. In discussion with Stefan Frei we have felt that Black Magic is two dangerous for use in competition here in VoW. You exasperated a matter by using a variant of your piledriver which was banned in Japan. And let's be honest. If it's banned in Japan... it probably won't fly in the states. With all the evidence presented. VoW is electing to ban Black Magic pending investigation. Seth Iser, if you use Black Magic, you will be suspended for 90 days without pay for the first offense... another 180 days for the second offense and you will be suspended indefinitely pending termination for a third offense. You are right I know what it's like to have a bum neck. That is why I took this job as Director of Wrestling Operations. To look out for the health and welfare of my roster and as of last night I failed, and I need to rectify that situation. Seth Iser: What?
After Iser blurts that one line the crowd explodes in a joyous occasion that Iser just got his cummupance on this one. He's just glaring a hole at Ryan after that decision was made.
Seth Iser: You of all people Ryan...you of all people have no damn right. None at all...to ban a move considering the barbaric matches I've seen you partake. You can't talk to me about safety when I've seen you try to mutilate someone with every weapon in the book instead of going for a championship in a specific ladder match I saw about one year ago now, Ryan. Omega nods before snapping back with his forefinger directed towards the chest of the larger man.
Ryan Omega: And look where I'm at! In a suit when I'd rather be in a spandex speedo... Yeah it sounds weird when I put it like that. But I was meant to put on the tights, lace up my boots, I was meant to be in this ring suplexing the competition and I can't. My competitive career is over. So I of all people should know why health and welfare is important in this sport. I of all people should be preventing others from suffering the same fate as me. Iser's just shaking his head coldly no as the crowd is still roaring in approval this time of Omega's statement toward Iser despite their sadness of his retirement.
Seth Iser: So you do that by picking now of all times to tell me that I can't use that one move...that one move that has gained me my biggest success when you could've told me or put into the contract from DAY ONE Ryan...DAY ONE...that it was banned. Never change the rules of the game when the game takes a turn you don't like. You HAVE been in my shoes and if I was telling you the exact same thing you just told ME you'd react the exact same way. All this time in your suit as much as you loved your time in...spandex...has made you forget the little nuiances of what being a wrestler is. You lost that perspective...
Iser's just shaking his head...his own rage boiling over...in absolute disgust.
Ryan Omega: I didn't change the rules... You set the precident when you decided to take that move to a more elevated position... This is on you.
Iser puts his hands over his head and just takes a notible deep breath...disgusted over the situation...not speaking for several seconds after digesting that last sentence. For a brief second...it looks as if he's calmed down slightly.
Seth Iser: Fine...fine, Ryan. I accept your ruling. No black magic. No tombstone piledriver.
Iser calmly takes a moment and points to the ropes with a nod as if to say after you after the business has been taken care of.
Ryan Omega: Like I said... pending investigation... There is the chance that the legality of Black Magic will, in the end, withstand.
Omega drops his hand with microphone to the side as he walks past Iser and makes his way over to the ropes. As soon as that moment happens with Omega's back to him...Iser accelerates quickly and one blow to the back of the neck follows and that one blow causes a round of jeers and boos from the audience that's near deafening for the cheap shot.
Axel Reid: That son of a...how can this be condoned Ruby? This is hideous.
Ruby Parvati: He should've seen things from a wrestler's perspective...not from a suit.
Axel Reid: You are ridiculous.
As Omega has crumbled up from that one blow Iser drags him there and he's right in position for the dreaded Deprivation DDT. The fans jeer very loudly as he glances at the audience coldly with disdain...before he spikes Omega vilely with that DDT.
Axel Reid: Oh...the man is no longer in the ring! He's retired and a father! This is heinous! He might not be able to see his kids properly again after that! How dare Iser...just how dare him. EMTs and officials rush down the aisle way and tend to Omega as Iser nonchalantly vacates the ring and walks up to the top of the stage. He spins around and gives a cold, hard stoic look. No hint of remorse in his eyes.
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