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Post by interested on Mar 6, 2008 15:31:34 GMT -5
The gargantuan sat there at the bar, contemplating what happened at MindGames. He was ready to break up the pin, beat down Genesis then take the credit himself, but an unfortunate distraction caught his eye... HE appeared again, in the audience. Was Bryan imagining he was there? Or was it the real deal? That was the reason why Bryan quickly hopped out of the ring, checking the audience to see if he was actually there. This "distraction" had cost him his chance at the Continental Title: a title that once again slipped out of Bryan's grasp. However, recent events seemed to now swing more in Bryan's favour: Avenger had been sidelined and no-one else seemed to have the quality to appease Genesis, who in turn named Bryan as the #1 Contender: an opportunity Bryan was glad for once again. However, that chance was still awhile away. The 6'7.5" beast sat at the bar, staring into space with thought, thinking how he could have appeared: it was odd for him to appear during a match itself. Before Bryan could try to make any sense of the situation, his trail of thought was interrupted by an approaching barman.
"Sir? Can I get you anything?"
Bryan looked at the barman straight into his eyes.
"...Beer."
"Any kind in particular?"
"Alcoholic."
Sighing, the barman deserted Bryan momentarily, to get the drink he ordered. This left Bryan another chance to quickly muse about the situation that happened at MindGames. Was it... just my damn imagination again? Why would it happen during a damn match?
"Sir? Your beer."
The barman had returned, placing the bottle of beer right beside Bryan. With a swift headshake, Bryan dismissed the barman. Grabbing the beer with his right hand, he raises it to mouth level and tips the bottle slightly. Within a few seconds, nearly a 1/4 of the contents were gone already. Placing the beer back onto the bar, Bryan enters his "thinking" state once again, unaware of who, or what, might approach him.
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Post by logansteel on Mar 6, 2008 16:10:25 GMT -5
Steel just happened to be passing by Chi-Town and decided that maybe winding up an Order member was a good idea. He entered the cafe and made no bones about walking up and sitting next to Colombain.
"Beer!"
The barman was about to ask what brand but thought against it after Mr Colombain had just bitten his head off minutes before. Steel turns to Colombain and sarcastically says
"Tough break at MindGames, but it looks like you couldn't do what the Order wanted of you?"
The barman brings Steel a beer and then quickly departs, he takes a drink. Before continuing his little speech about Colombain's MindGame's match.
"Steel, not sure what is worse having someone like you in the Order or someone like Genesis. Either way you will be a marked man, in the Order everyone else you cross outside the Order will target you. It's a dog eat dog world and don't think that once Cage has taken what he wants from you he won't toss you aside like yesterdays trash!"
Steel takes another gulp of beer...
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Post by interested on Mar 6, 2008 16:57:29 GMT -5
"...Fuck."[/size]
Pissed off at the appearance of Steel, Bryan swerved his body to gain view of the guy who would dare try and antagonise him. Looking straight at his face, Bryan spoke up.
"Two things. One: I don't know what's funnier. Me, who is very close to throwing your ass out of this place, or the fact that YOU, Mr. Steel, try sizing me up, yet you have the haunting past of being beaten by a woman."
Reaching for his beer, Bryan takes another sip.
"Two, what the fuck did you just say? Something about the Order throwing me out after I obtain the title away from Genesis? You're delusional. I'd snap Cage's neck if he tried double crossing me."
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Post by logansteel on Mar 6, 2008 17:41:13 GMT -5
"Ah toshay, Mr Colombain but seriously I didn't come looking for a fight. It seems almost to easy to get inside peoples heads these days! True Cage's neck is thin and I had it in these hands already."
Steel takes another gulp of his beer and smiles
"But it strikes me that you are easily mislead, and by not joining in on the attack on Avenger you lack the killer instinct that maybe Cage wants for the Order? Still others might say that you showed control or honor in not attacking him."
Steel finishes his beer and he signals the barman who hurries over
"Two more beers!"
Steel then turns to Colombain
"As for sizing you up, I don't need to. You got what half an inch on me height wise 20 or 30lbs believe me we both know that it isn't always about size. Anyway take this beer and drink it, since we are not in the ring surely we can be civilised to one and other?"
Steel watches the barman places the beers on the bar and hastily retreats.
"I just figured a man like you would make his own decisions!"
Steel then looks a little confused...
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Post by brandonpayne on Mar 6, 2008 18:26:12 GMT -5
Did someone mention my name ??  As the entrance door swings open. Genesis comes walking into the bar. Overhearing his name being called out from outside. He comes in to the bar and stands across from Colombain and Steel. Not really in the mood for a drink. But would like to see what all the commotion is about.Your still bitchin' about Mind Games ? Your pathetic Colombain... really.... REALLY... pathetic ! What kind of stupid motherfucker would just stand outside the ring and let another man win the match ? Not that I am complaining or anything.. I mean... if it wasn't for your ignorance. I honestly don't know if I'd be standing here with this beautiful Contiental Championship over my shoulder. Which I carry around with PRIDE I might add.
I haven't heard from your 'boss' Mr. Cage.. so I take it he has no intentions of having me in the 'Pecking Order' as I'll call the group from here on in. Quite a shame if you ask me. My intentions for the group was sincere. Imagine.. Genesis, YOUR Contiental Champion. Running alongside the likes of you guys. The Order would have all the gold in GCW.
But NOOOOO !
Seems like Gabriel wants to do things the 'hard way'. Well, so be it then. Looks like I'll have to go to plan B. If the Pecking Order wants a war... they'll get one... however... not with GCW... but with GENESIS !
So Bryan, gimme the best you've got at the next PPV. Just remember, unlike Mind Games. There will be NO impromptu 3-Way's or 4-Way match for the Contiental Championship. I'm going to make sure the match is strictly as it is:
Genesis vs Bryan Colombain... for the GCW Contiental Championship !
No outside interference.... no Pecking Order around ringside... no other outsiders. Just me, you, and a nice shiny belt Colombain.
And to just make sure there is no interference. At the next Mayhem show. I suggest that you be there. Because I'm going to hold the official contract signing for the match.
Yeah.. thats right. Were going to do things the old fashioned way. If you want this belt that bad. You'll show up at Mayhem and sign on the dotted line.. just like I will. I will enjoy taking you out and humiliating you once again. I did at Mind Games... and I'll do it all over again at Ascension.
Genesis turns his back and gets ready to leave the bar. But before he does, he turns his head and looks over at Logan Steel.Oh, by the way Logan... errr.... NICK... or whomever you are today . Don't take any shit from this guy... or from anybody in the Pecking Order. Ya here ? You are your own man Logan. You don't have to take any CRAP from those idiots ! Just remember that m'kay ?
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Post by hollows on Mar 6, 2008 19:00:12 GMT -5
He walks in as Genesis walks out. It was funny how he lost focus on what his main task was here. Seeing Gen with the top title in the company, forced him to realize that the games he played with Starr were all for nothing. Well, not for nothing, but it was wasting his time. But he made a promise to someone, and he intended to keep it. He'd worry about gold another day.
He spots Columbian and Steel, but doesnt bother to say anything to either of them. Did he need to? No, he had his own problems. He heads to the bar, the bartender immediately spots him and brings his usual. Jager, straight, with no chasers. Just how he liked it. He took the shot, and sat back and watched his surroundings, hoping for Starr to make an appearance, so he could finally force him to reveil his secret... |
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Post by logansteel on Mar 7, 2008 7:35:08 GMT -5
"I like that guy, an asshole but somewhat likable. So you going to accept the challenge for him Bryan? I mean that's if you aren't afraid to... Never mind"
Steel takes a beer and knocks it back almost as if he is challenging Bryan to a drinking contest. He signals for two more beers. He noticed Psycho arriving and he figured that he and Starr had quite a rivalry going on recently so if Starr showed up things might turn nasty.
"So where are the rest of your Order buddies? I know where Hollywood is... but what about the others? Starr? Campbell? or you not that close with them yet?
Steel wasn't sure if his presence was pissing Colombain off or that Colombain was just pissed off period. Yet he still wanted to push his buttons to get something out of the big man. Maybe he could draw Psycho over here into the game somehow...
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Post by hollows on Mar 7, 2008 15:28:20 GMT -5
He notices Steel looking over in his direction. Why, he didnt have the slightest idea. He really didnt wanna take the time to find out. He was just waiting on Starr, IF Starr was gonna show. It was time to end things with him for good, so he could focus what he really came here for. He takes another shot, and sits the glass back down. He looks over again, and see's Steel lookin his way again. What the hell was it this guy wanted..
Look man, if you gotta problem, then let me know so I can smack that smirk off your face. I know I look good, but damn man, I dont need another dude constantly lookin me over. I've got bigger problems than you, so I suggest you just move your giant ass on....
He doesnt bother to turn back around, knowing that Steel was still gonna say something. Small talk wasnt something he wanted, but could probably use, to keep his mind off Starr... |
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Post by logansteel on Mar 9, 2008 8:26:33 GMT -5
Taken back slightly by what Psycho had said. Psycho did seem worried about something or someone, seeing that the feud between Starr and Pyscho had built over the past few weeks
"I aint got no problem with you, my problem is with the Order. But watching you squirm and talk tough is pretty funny, serious come here and I'll buy you a drink I got no beef with you and don't worry you aren't my type!"
Steel thought to himself that Pyscho might make a good ally but then again Pyscho was maybe right not to trust a madman.
"If it makes you feel any better these drinks are on Mr Fyre!"
Steel says before turning back to Bryan to see if mentioning the Order member who Steel had so violently taken out would spark something out of Colombain...
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Post by hollows on Mar 10, 2008 17:50:23 GMT -5
You sure do talk alot of shit dont you big man? "Ohh look at me, Im a 7 foot jackass and can beat anyone in the room." Let me tell you something man, Order or not, someones gonna take your ass out. If I had the time, I'd be more than happy to do it. Fuck your schitzophrenic ass man. Drinks on Fyre? Pfft, even that Hollywood clown has better things to do then be your bitch.
He turns around again, to take the last shot of his Jager. Surely Steel was bound to do something. It was just a matter of time.
Let me get this out now. I dont like you. Never will. I suggest stepping down while you got the chance man..
He turns around again, hoping that he wouldnt have to beat the giants ass right here in the cafe. Something had gotten into Psycho, and not even he knew what it was at the current time. It seemed as if everything had irritated him lately.. |
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Post by logansteel on Mar 10, 2008 18:02:34 GMT -5
Steel drinks the rest of his beer before picking up the one he got Colombain too and downing that. Normally he kept his cool in these situations, but Psycho was acting strange maybe living up to his name. Steel thought maybe he needed a lesson, funny a lesson from one psycho to another. Colombain hadn't said much so he figured a fight was coming either way, and 7' foot he couldn't let that comment slide. Damn right Steel felt insulted Psycho just damn near enough called him Khali. Looking at the two empty bottles on the bar Steel decides to do the unthinkable.
"You asked for it!"
***Permissioned***
Steel picked up one of the bottles and flipped it round now holding it upside down by the neck and he threw it narrowly missing Psycho but it got his attention even more. Steel picked up the second bottle and again flipped it round holding it by the neck he threw it and this time it hit Psycho on the head not enough to knock him out but surely enough to piss him off even more than he was. Steel laughed before signalling for another beer.
"Damn it, give me another beer!"
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Post by hollows on Mar 10, 2008 18:31:35 GMT -5
**With Permission of course  ** That ended what was about to be started. Psycho stood still facing the bar, slowly. The bottle had busted on him, and smelling like beer wasnt something he inparticularly enjoyed. Turning to face Steel, he knew if this got out of hand, that Steel would be out of the picture. But instead of using is brain to think it through, he charged Steel while he was laughing and speared him through one of the tables near Brian. Was a big man yes, but that didnt stop Psycho. The adrenaline had already started pumping.
After returning to his feet, he kicked Steel in the side, and picked up one of the wooden chairs that was knocked over in the process. As Steel made his way back to his knees, Psycho hits him with the chair, knocking him back down. Feeling as if he hadnt already done enough, he grabbed Steel and began dragging him towards the bar itself, with on lookers telling him to stop and what not. But the look in his eyes shown that he wasnt gonna listen...
Upon arriving at the bar, he kicked a few of the bar stools out of the way, and smashed his head down on the top, forcing the almost lifeless body to slide slightly on top of the bar. Psycho grabs the back of his shirt, and pulls him back, turning him around, and breaking one of the many glass bottles over his face, busting the big man open. This was likely to get him into some kind of trouble, being his second fight within days of each other. But he didnt care. Watching Steel try and crawl to safety, he kicks him in the side, causing him to double over again. Grabbing what little hair was on his head, he stands Steel up and watches him fall back against the bar, using the top to hold him up. Finally calming down a bit, Psycho looks at him in disgust. This was a waste of time. The man didnt even put up a fight. What the hell was wrong with him? Grabbing Steels shirt once more, he draws his fist back, as if he's gonna hit him again, but instead, he drops the drawn hand, and pushes Steel back against the bar with his other hand...He falls back to a seated position against the bar, while everyone looks on to see what Psycho plans next...
He just turns and begins walking, while several people run to the aid of the big man. Not turning to see the comotion, he walks out the door and out of the cafe. |
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Post by logansteel on Mar 10, 2008 19:40:37 GMT -5
Steel is barely conscious and he tries to stand up, but collapses in agony his ribs broken in the fight well was more of a mugging. Steel coughs up some blood not that you can tell, his face and clothes covered in blood. People trying to help him but he pushes them away, for a second time he tries to stand. Steel in absolute agony and even he cannot hide that much pain, he stumbles around a little he begins to walk toward the door. Stopping to simply stare at Colombain his eyes showing that he is not a man of fear, and that he would defy anybody. He then he continues to the door refusing help. Steel struggles to open the door and as he gets outside into the street, he stumbles toward the curb and then he collapses hitting his head on the sidewalk.
People gather around him some not knowing what to do others calling for help, still coughing up blood it is clear he has serious internal bleeding an ambulance soon arrives and the medics put him on a stretcher and restrain him so that he doesn't injure himself further, they then put him in the ambulance slamming the doors before speeding off sirens blazing.
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