All I Hear Is Blah, Blah, Blah (Invite)

[Jacob Cruise]

The arena lighting dims to a barely visible level. The stage lights suddenly burst to life, emanating a light blue ray of light which projects itself onto the entrance area. Following this, an image begins to form on the titantron as the Pa system finally booms to life in all its glory...

"I'm gettin'
I'm gettin'
I'm gettin'

I'm gettin' over
And pushing past all the bullshit
And getting right to the root
Of what the problem really is.."

The oh so familiar theme of superstar Jacob Cruise begins to play. The fans immediately rise to their feet in response. Of course, I never said it was a good response. Though, most fans seem to be rather excited to see Cruise. Most likely anticipating the comedy act most likely soon to follow...

Slowly, Cruise emerges out onto the stage from behind the backstage curtain. Taking in the decent crowd reaction he was receiving. An arrogant smile now graces his face as he ascends down the ramp way. He nonchalantly enters the ring, calling for a Mic as he approaches the turnbuckle nearest the announcers table. Upon having his request filled, he raises the Mic to his mouth and begins to speak...

"Ladies and gentlemen...Boys and girls...Your.....GAAAAAWD.....has arrived!"

Did he actually hear a couple of....cheers? What the hell was wrong with these people. He was suppose to be the guy everyone loved to hate. Not someone they cheer for and stuff like that....Damn....he didn't know what to do...They usually just boo his arrogance...

"I uh...*cough*...um...Yeah...well. I know you were all disappointed that yours truly couldn't make an appearance on this month's Mayhem. However, I found myself stuck in Las Vegas playing best man to the wedding from hell..."

Cruise releases a sigh. Always the brides maid, never the bride...Well, you know...the opposite of that and what not...

"You see...My good buddy Cam....who, I'm always there for although he's stood me up in like three matches so far....was getting forced into marrying some crazy chick...So, being the awesome person I am.....I went and saved his sorry ass..."

Yeah, it went something like that...right?

"So yeah....I'm sure you all wanted to refund your Mayhem tickets after seeing I wasn't there...but, its ok....Because I guarantee to make up for that tonight...Because....not only do you get to see the Gaaaaawd himself....tonight....finally in a GCW ring.....The Natural One....Mr....Cameron....freakin'....Kincaid!"

Cameron's music begins to play as all the fans turn their attention to the stage area...The look of pure excitement on the majority of faces...This was a big moment....

"Wait...damn it...Cut the music...I'm sorry...I wasn't done yet..."

And just like that...Cruise had to go and ruin it.

"Sorry...I...I jumped the gun a bit on that one. My apologies. You see, we need to step it back a bit.....to last Mayhem?...no, remember I wasn't there...come on people...think...To the last Pay-per-view?...There ya go...way to use the ole' noggin...You see, at the last Pay-per-view....I had not one....but two...title shots....Had a bit to much alcohol between then and now to remember what titles or who I fought....but I remember losing....and you know why!? Because....thats what I wanted to do...You see...I've been taking so much shit for losing both opportunities...but what all of you don't get is....I could hold any damn title I wanted to in this place....I pick and choose what I want and when I want it...and then I grab it....and right now....I want tag gold...So, tonight I'm laying down a tag challenge...to establish myself and my buddy Cam as the dominate tag team...because I have my sights set on those tag titles....and when the time is right...me and Cam...will...get them..."

The fans roar...only being able to imagine how amazing life would be if Cam and Cruise were to become the tag champs...

"Oh, and yeah...You can come out now Cam..."

[Cameron Kincaid]

*Backstage*

"Son...Of a BITCH!...Damnit Jacob, you could fuck up a wet dream couldn't you?..."

Leave it to Cruise to screw up a return eh?...Jackass...

Seconds later the opening notes chords of Mercy Drive's "Memory" blare from the PA System, to a well expected roar from the crowd present tonight as the long awaited in ring reunion of Cruise & Kincaid seemed to be well underway. Stepping through the curtain and onto the stage was the man in question, the "Natural" himself, Cameron Kincaid. The feeling was electric as that trademark smile found it's way to his face, glaring out over the sea of thousands in attendance here tonight before beginning his descent towards the squared circle.

The greeting was almost overwhelming for Cameron, as the fans lined along the aisle leading to the ring did more than their share of welcoming him back to the wrestling world. His arms extended slightly, hands open taking in each and every little piece of their adulation. Before he knew it he had arrived at ring side, peering towards his partner, nodding his head as he quickly scaled the ring steps, stepping through the ropes as once more the crowds reaction was evident.

Making his way towards the center of the ring, a hand extended to his partner, as his opposite receives the microphone extended back towards him. And just as the brief handshake had ended, and the music had begun to subside from audible range, the microphone was raised slowly, the Natural already addressing his return tonight as well as taking in the audiences reaction here tonight...

"Well, well, well, well, well! GCW's faithful...As Miss Angel would call you all...I just..."

An immediate reaction from the crowd before he could even continue on. That type of shit always works to get the crowd hype for what was next to come. Continuing on...

"I just...I gotta say how good it is to be out here in front of you all here again and, how much it means to me to be back out here with Jacob again because...

The crowd instantly begins their 'awwws" hearing Cameron's words, just as he turns to face his partner motioning his hand in his direction as he went on...

"...Because I've watched his matches while I was on the shelf these past few months and I gotta say..."

"..."

"It's amazing how much better you are when I'm in the ring with you. I mean no offense to those chicks you teamed with while I was gone mind you but, yea...Let's be honest here. You and I? Are the team to put GCW's tag division on the map. Simple as that. Though I gotta admit...That Naomi chick?...Girl has a nice ass. I mean like really, I know you probably hit that. Don't worry I won't tell Sandra but...Good work getting her to tag with you bro', good work, I'm proud..."

A smile crosses the face of both men as Cam extends his hand, as does Jacob, partaking in a friendly shake before Cam speaks into the microphone again only seconds later...

"But!...BUT!...Playtime is over boys and girls. Yep. You've had your chance to stake claims in the tag team division here in GCW. You've had two months worth of time actually, but now...Jacob Cruise...Cameron Kincaid...Are here to show you how it's properly done, while at the same time entertaining you all how only He & I could do. SO!..."

Turning towards the entrance ramp, the challenge is finally laid out for the would be competitors for the coming Pay Per View event...

"Tag teams in the back...And...I KNOW they're back there, don't hesitate. Don't be afraid. Doesn't matter...Who it is or what their gimmick is...It can be those two masked bastards Team 666 or...The Prime Time Pl...Err...Shit...Sorry about that. The Hood Connect boys, Mr. 3 Mile Long Rap Sheet & Mr. Hot Lead In Your Ass...Doesn't...Matter...Hell...Tag Team Champions, Toreno & Jyndal? You can even get your lucky asses out here and get this beating coming at MindGames. Cruise & Kincaid don't discriminate, we participate. Anybody but those gay aerobic instructors the Jenkins..."

"..."

Yea...Um...No offense to you homosexuals or anything but...Yea...Rather not..."

"..."

"So, let's not keep these people waiting any longer bitches. Somebody step up to the plate."

Now with the crowd in heavy anticipation over whom would accept the challenge, both Cruise & Kincaid slowly make their way to the ring ropes nearest the entrance ramp, leaning against the ropes as they await the punching bags for their LONG awaited reunion match.

[thebostonstar]

"You know, I don't get it." Boston's voice booms throughout the arena as she walks her way towards the entrance area, the crowd immediately reacting with their chant. "How do you people like this guy? I mean...I was the victim! Not him! How the heck was I supposed to know he was going to propose to me, when I hadn't even known him for more than two weeks at the time? It just doesn't make sense, and Cameron, I don't appreciate your language." Turning her focus from the crowd, to her want-to-be lover, she points a finger at Cameron in the ring, "How dare you call me such a terrible name. If you're trying to impress, please, please spare the foul language, it's not flattering, and it just makes me feel a little icky inside." Shaking her head, trying to make since of this entire ordeal, the crowd begins to chant "bitch" even louder, to perhaps pester their Boston star just that little bit more. "Ah, just please be quiet, I'm trying to figure out why Cameron feels that calling me a terrible name will instantly have me fall at his feet, I mean, it doesn't even work in movies unless the damsel in distress is extremely dim-witted, and, well...blonde." Laughing at herself, at the blondes in the arena begin to have their voices heard. Boston simply holds her index finger to lips, ordering her puppets to calm down, and surprisingly, they follow her lead. Giving the crowd a "what the frick?" face, she continues, "Wow, to tell you the truth, I wasn't expecting all of you to, well...shut up. You would think that if someone tells you to hush, you would do the opposite and continue to pester the little person you feel is threatening to you." Laughing as the crowd becomes alive again, Boston finds her way near the ring steps, and cockily climbs up them. Taking off her sunglasses, so they were pleasantly on her upper forehead, she gives Cameron a glare, "Seriously Cameron, I just don't understand you, perhaps you would like to clear things up?"

[Cameron Kincaid]

Speechless...I mean really, he wasn't expecting her of all people to step out onto the stage to accept...Wait...WAS she out here to accept the challenge?!!?

He raised the microphone to his lips to respond, shaking his head in disbelief before the words finally came out of his mouth...

"Wh...Whoa, whoa. Hold on one moment here, hold on. Lor, what in the hell are you doing out here? This isn't the time for you to show just how afraid you are of something real like oh...I DUNNO...Opening up to someone who MIGHT be interested in you?"

"..."

"Just an example. But look, this is business time, not feed Lorelai's ego time okay sweetie? Jacob and I are out here for a match. Not for Jerry Springer type talk topics. And for your information, I never called anyone in particular ANYthing. Now...If someone, just HAPPENED to take that word personally then...Well...We gotta wonder about what that person thinks of themselves right?"

"Just an example..."

"But, just to clear things up Lor, I'm interested in what REALLY made you come out here. I mean..."

The smile on Cameron's face was a mile wide now, as he had slowly begun to realize what her appearance truly meant. Folding one arm across his body, he spoke into the microphone after a quick glance in Jacob's direction...

"Bro'? I think she's got the hots for me man. Yep I think so..."

An immediate eruption from the crowd ensued, laughter and chants start up...

"BOSTON LOVES CAMERONNNN!!!!...BOSTON LOVES CAMERONNN!!!"

He could see the flustered look in her facial features already forming as he tried his best to contain his laughter while going on with tonight's business...

"Okay...OKay everybody cut MY girl some slack will ya'? She means well even though it doesn't seem like it. But...I'm still anxious to know...Why the appearance Lor'? You're not...Saying you want to step in the ring with Cruise and myself are you?"

"..."

"Now that's....So...Cute...Please give Miss Gilmore a round of applause people, for being as brave as she is beautiful. Come on."

Laughter once again fills the arena, Cruise and Kincaid nearly dying from their own laughter as both men stand motionless, awaiting the next piece of dialog from Miss Boston*

[thebostonstar]

Boston, trying to keep herself in character, tries to hide her face, and continues, "Oh, so now you're being demeaning to women? Wow Cameron, just wow." Placing her free hand in her hip, in a motherly-like stance, she continues, "You know, I'm really surprised by how...child-like you are. Laughing not only in my face, but every women in this arena who just wishes they could knock-out their admirer. Insulting them. Laughing at them. Calling it 'cute' when suddenly their entire demeanor changes." She begins to pace as she lists this, "No wonder both of you can't keep a woman in your lives. You constantly see us as your personal possessions, claiming things such as 'my girl,' well, Cameron, I don't remember ever being yours."

The crowd goes silent for a full second, when suddenly an alluring ruckus starts from the arena, as the women in the audience begin to...cheer for Boston? Smiling, and looking towards the crowd, she continues. "I'm right, aren't I Cameron? All you see us are for our assets, and nothing more, or less. If a women has an ample pair of breasts, you figure you would hit on the women, and try to 'score,' am I right? When a women has those luscious pair of legs, you can do nothing but stare, and stare, and begin to have sexual fantasies about the woman, yes?" Pacing towards Cameron, in an alluring fashion, she continues to pester him, "My, my Cameron, gone quiet, haven't we? Nothing like the truth...nothing like the truth."

Boston now turns her back, and leans against a open turnbuckle, "To get back on your little challenge, of course I'm out here for a match. I make a living wrestling, without a match, I'm nothing but a fan, wishing they could be me." Smiling as the male audience begins to hate Boston, she then looks towards the titantron, "I didn't come out here alone, expecting to face you two in a handicap match, that would just be unsanitary, and rather fetish-y, I have a partner. I didn't come unprepared." Letting out a pleasing sigh, as the audience becomes curious, she waits for her partner's entrance music to fill the arena.

[Jacob Cruise]

Cruise, with a shocked look on his face raises the Mic back to mouth. It was time to break up this little love quarrel...

"Woah, woah, woah...I don't know how well you think you know Cam miss....what is it...Boston? But what you just described was not him at all....Only caring about breast size and wanting to 'score'....Hell, throw a beer in that mix and you described me to a tee....but Cam....Ma'am...your off by a mile....He's a good....hard working....nice guy whom just happens to be a little perverted...thats all....get past that, and you'll see he's probably more of your type than you even realize..."

Cruise gives Cam a quick thumbs up and a wink, as if to say 'I have your back bro'. Yeah, I don't think Cruise really helped his case much though...

"But, as he said...this isn't Jerry Springer...though, if ya' wanna show your titties I won't try to stop you...This is GCW....and we're here to wrestle...So, lets see who your little tag partner is and get this underway...."

See, now this was the Cruise that everyone had come to hate and boo. Though, the majority of the crowd, especially the male portion, still found his antics hilarious...

[Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades]

The opening chords of "Tourniquet" hits, bringing the answer to Cruise and Cameron's question of just who was backing up Cameron's, like... weirdly positioned crush...

Poor Lor...

Amy's pyrotechnics aren't necessary, as she doesn't waste any time making her descent to the ring. Why? Why hold 'em up after all the already banter of Cam-messed-up rants? Yeah, thought not... she slides into the ring behind Boston*, being given the microphone from her to share, so she doesn't have to push her way through the two men in front of her. Who knows what they'll drop down to with having their manhood crushed by well deserved first rightings...

"Thank god for you guys that this isn't Jerry Springer... I've already taken one of you boys out with a few thrown chairs... wouldn't want to have to drop yet another guy's morale and make him quit like I did way back in Exodus...

Oh yeah, I'm Boston's partner, by the way... Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades... pleased to meet you... Only question is... how do you want it?

I can only assume after the scene you put on for Lor here a few weeks back, that something humiliating is in the cards..."

[thebostonstar]

Boston let out a lingering sigh. Cruise's comments were so lackluster, that she felt embarrassed for him, for what she was about to muster out. "Typical penis-thinking," she says aloud, pointing at Cruise. "Look, you're a dude, and as such, you don't see everything as clearly as we do." Rolling her eyes in response to the negative male response, she tells them to hush, so she could continue, "You see, all you're doing is giving good word for your pal here, so perhaps the shining light can shine upon him, and look like that man that every women desires, but the fact is...you're really, really, really just embellishing the fact that he's just a womanizing pervert. " The women in the crowd cheer in a positive response as she continues, "Since you happen to have a a-hem, you don't understand what we women have to go to through. When a man is gawking at another women's breasts, when he's with someone, well, you might think it's not a huge deal, but in our eyes, heck, it's like you're cheating on us. You don't dare stare at another women's assets if you're with someone Jacob, you just don't." She was looking at Cameron while she was saying this. "I personally don't like it when men begin to say perverted things in a conversation. I don't like it when they stare at my breasts, instead of my face. I don't like when they think they own the entire world, and suddenly find it okay to degrade other women. I don't like it when they use phrases such as 'show us your titties,' because honestly, when a man says that, you know what exactly is going through his mind, and when that thing is on his mind, it's best to just not mess with him, because that conversation will just go absolutely nowhere."

Wiping hair away from her forehead, as she walks face-to-face with Cruise, the women in the crowd completely behind her, says one last thing in a dead serious tone, "And if you think I'm here just to fulfill your own desires, and just to confess what I just might feel about your little drinking buddy, then I'm afraid everything I've stated is completely, and utterly true; you simply don't take women seriously, to you, we're just your own sexual playthings." She then irrespectively looks away, "And for the record, Jerry Springer references lost their punch a decade ago."

[Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades]

Heated much? Ummmm....

"Yeah... what she said..."

This was soooooooo Lor's battle now... Amy just signed up for one up close and personal ride it seemed...

[Cameron Kincaid]

By this time Cam was pretty pissed. I mean sure, he may have stared at a breast or two that had been SHOVED IN HIS FUCKIN’ FACE but, Vegas Christ, what do you expect when a woman with tits the size of watermelons insists on showing them off?

Exactly…

She doesn’t like to be stared at in that way…She doesn’t like for a man to stare at her breasts, or to be seen as a sexual object?...

Bull…

Fuckin…

Shit…

As if she doesn't have a sex drive like everyone else? She probably had some freakin' Homewrecker 4000 vibrator back at her apartment with a gigantic image of the state of Massachusetts plastered on the side of it.

Cameron might have been born AT night...

But it sure wasn’t LAST night. He saw what she was attempting to do with this little showing here. And truthfully at this point? He was fine with it. She rejected his offer for them to get to know one another because of a few harmless perverted “jokes”, in his attempt to just get the faintest trace of a smile or laughter out of her? So now he’s a fuckin’ pig and a womanizing slob, And now she was harboring those ill feelings towards him from ALLLL that time before? And THEIR the ones who are childish? Talk about pwning yourself. She can’t be serious. Raising the microphone once again, he had to comment on the subject at hand, hoping to also speed up the process of getting this over with as quick as possible…

“Yea…Sure...Whatever Lor...I'm Satan in the flesh...If that helps you sleep at night then fine...Look I’ve heard it all before. Time and time again. Womanizer, one track mind male, players, out for one thing, no respect for women…My God just get over it already. No one came out here and disrespected either of you, nor did we stare down your shirts looking for ‘titties’ either. Hell with Amy it’d be pretty pointless.”

“We MERELY came out here looking for a match for the MindGames showcase next week, until you two came out and turned this very simple process into some women’s vagina civil rights movement. Well cry me a river already and find a new cause, because that one is more played out than rookie newcomers imitating Brent Starr everytime they pick up a microphone.

“So before this turns into an episode of the View, let’s just get it over with before someone, namely ME, says something you’ll both regret alright?...”

A slight head nod in both of their directions before he goes on, the look on his face suggesting apparent agitation, frustration and disappointment as he did…

“MISS Rhoades…MISS “BOSTON*” versus Cruise and Kincaid. Match type? Who…In the Hell…Cares!...Ladder...Hell in a freakin' cell...Normal tag it's all fine with us. Hell you want some respect then you two choose the match “ladies”, because frankly this little meeting of ours has agitated me more than a Veranica Styles rant so PLEASE…Choose already…

Lowering his microphone, he turned, making his way towards the far side of the ring, as the anger on his face only continued to build. Leave it to a woman to screw up such a simple thing he thought. No…That wasn’t’ right. It wasn’t because she was a woman, but more because she wasn’t even aware when she did or didn’t want something. That’s what agitated him to no end. That's what she truly thought of him? Fine. So he wasted his time on pursuing her. Lesson learned. Time to move on and all that jazz but this?...Not cool at all. As if the news he discovered during his visit to New York wasn’t enough. He only stood there motionless, as he folded his arms across his chest, awaiting the response from the two ‘ladies’, more and more anxious to make his exit and…Do something else…You know like possibly something meaningful and productive? He could only shake his head as he seemingly gazed downward towards the canvas, hoping these two would have their little menstrual induced fun and move on.

[Jacob Cruise]

"And uh....that goes double for me....Yeah. Now what!?"

Oh Mr.Cruise, your quite the badass aren't you? With a somewhat shocked look on his face, he makes his way over to Cam, whispering to him...

"You...you weren't serious about the Hell in a Cell...Or Ladder match...were you? I mean....you know I'm afriad of heights...right?....seriously....you know that....right?!"

Never mind it. Cam was at a boiling point...they could work out that small detail later. For now, he would just let Boston and Cam have their words. So, getting out of the way a bit...Cruise now makes his way over close to Amy. Whispering to her...

"Hey baby....how long you been Vice President of the IBTC?...you know, powerful positions like Vice President and shit....that turns me on...Except for Hiliary Clinton....thats just nasty and all....but you...girl....Its all good...maybe you wanna grab a bite after the show?"

Vegas freakin' Christ! Could Cruise be any more of a douche? Actually, he probably could...

[Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades]

A fierce glare at Cruise...

"Get... Away... You douchebag..."

If that wasn't enough to piss her off royally... God she hoped Boston picked one hell of a way that she could grind his face into something over that...

[Jacob Cruise]

Cruise just shoots a quick glance over to Cam, then murmurs beneath his breath..

"Damn it...I knew the IBTC wasn't real. Cam with his freakin' lies...All lies!"

Well, Cruise was pretty much lost now. I mean, there wasn't much room in this ring as is. With Cam needing some breathing room and Amy telling him to get the hell away, he really had no where to go. Dare he attempt to stand next to Boston?

"HA!"

Just the bare thought of that forces a very loudly project laugh to escape his lips...

[thebostonstar]

Boston began to evilly laugh. She was finding Cameron extremely hilarious as she gave him a look. "You see, there's this thing with ladder matches..." she paces back and forth around the ring, "In ladder matches, the contestants fight for something, rather it's a title match, or a large contract sum, but the thing is, they fight for something." Giving Cameron an evil smirk, she continues, "If there's one thing I learned about Cameron Kincaid in the last month is that Cameron is a heavy drinker, and tends to get hallucinations of best friends raping him." Softly laughing she gives Cameron an evil snare, "What if we...perhaps...took away his drinking habits for an entire year?"

[Amy "Sapphyre" Rhoades]

"Well, Lor? I like the sound of that... But what about Cruise? Do we stick him in a feminist study class?"

This was starting to get amusing to her...