Post by darkcircle on Mar 16, 2022 15:54:04 GMT -5
{The screen lightens up and we find ourselves looking at Vergil Urahara and DJ Hunter shortly after their title win at the last Proving Ground. The head of House Urahara is holding up DJ’s half of the tag team titles with a certain amount of pride}
Vergil: You know I had a strong feeling that the two of you were going to win these, DJ. But with all the twists and turns that’s been going on in Project Honor…and after what happened with Devon and Alex during their time here, I was honestly concerned.
{DJ doesn’t say anything but simply nods in agreement before Vergil hands the title back over to its rightful holder before he looks over at Kyle who seems torn between being happy and pissed off which Vergil indicates with a tilt of his head}
Vergil: What’s his problem?
DJ: Him, he’s just frustrated I think because of how things are going for him here as opposed to what’s going on over in Zion, it's really starting to get to him I think, boss.
Vergil: I can see that happening actually. He’s just like his father in that he’s proud of his work and what he can do in that ring but with the BS with Zion just using him to job out to the cute little divas that Kai Morgan keeps pushing through his roster…it’s just like fucking Edward Brown and Superior Championship Wrestling all over again and Kyle watched his father struggle there.
{DJ’s right eyebrow raises ever so slightly as he gives his boss a questioning glance}
Vergil: Before your time, DJ. Back in the late 90s to early 2000s, there was this guy by the name of Edward Brown and he went on a bi monthly recruiting spree…trying to get some of the hottest free agents on the market like Kyle’s father and your late uncle as well as Jason and myself…but not for the “sheer chance at riches and fame” like he kept stating that we all were going to win but more to put over his select few. Guys like Jason “Stalker” Reeves, The DreamMaker, Malkavian, “Superstar” Johnny Blaze, the Circle Jerks…
DJ: I know about those two…shit, and old Corny bitches about other “joke wrestlers”?
Vergil: Yeah, but the problem is that during the entire time that I worked there with Kyle’s dad, his old man spent almost seven years in that promotion and was forced to luck into title wins because Brown didn’t want anyone who wasn’t one of his SCW Originals and eventually the fed closed because of Brown’s own freaking hubris and ego, the man downright refused to push future stars or even properly use established veterans like how they should and eventually ran himself out of the freaking business.
DJ: Just like Kai’s quite possibly going to do if he only pushes those he feels are the right wrestlers and not new kids like Kyle there?
Vergil: Exactly. But you know, I think it’s time to let him use some of that anger the right way…
{The screen fades to black}
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{The screen then fades in from black and we see both halves of the Phantom Troupe-DJ and Kyle-standing in front of a brick wall, clad in their street clothes with the Project Honor World Tag Team titles slung across their respective shoulders and while DJ looks on with a certain amount of pride, Kyle still has a look of rage on his face}
DJ: Well ladies and gentlemen, the two freaking jokes that you all thought could or would win one of the big matches here in this promotion are now you Project Honor World Tag Team champions! That's right, the Phantom Troupe in the "Elegant Assassin" DJ Hunter and Kyle "Bam Bam" Valentine are now your tag team champions and we're going to be holding onto these pretty little babies from now till the doors of this company close, but that's not bragging ladies and gentlemen...but the Jojo's Bizarre Adventure's honest truth! You want to laugh and mock us, sure...but just remember that over the course of these past few weeks, we've been stepping up our A game till the point where we've made it our Alpha Game and we've evolved with it.
Kyle: Truth.
DJ: But our first match post winning these beauties is a non title match against two guys who I bet are under the false assumption that if they win a match against the champions then they are automatically the next in line for a shot against us for these straps...but the reality of their situation is that there is no future shot lined up for them because at Proving Ground, the Phantom Troupe is going to show why we're playing freaking three dimensional chess while everyone else is playing freaking connect four, and that's the truth.
{Kyle nods and then hands his title over to DJ for the moment as he turns to face the camera fully, his rage-filled eyes are also full of a dark intensity as he looks hard into the camera}
Kyle: You know I honestly get how a lot of people on this roster think that we're nothing more than a couple of jokes. In the past there were three other Phantom Troupes. The first one was filled with triple A talent like John Doe, Aria Jaxon, Maggell, and Stark...while the second one was composed of Aria Jaxon, Wil Pierce, Darkene, and Kayuga..but that one fell to the hubris of Jaxon and Darkene.
The third version of the group was a bunch of assholes over in Pro Wrestling Nova who don't deserve the mere mention even.
But here, in Project Honor, you have the true inheritors of a great legacy put down by John Doe's Troupe. We have the blessings of Stark him-FUCKING-self to carry this banner loudly, proudly, and most importantly *VIOLENTLY* into battle each and every time that those ring bells ring...so while you've got guys like Arata Asakura, a little boy whose *ego* demands that you acknowledge him above all others stating that we're nothing more than a joke, I want to point something out to you, Arata.
{Kyle takes both of the tag straps from DJ and holds up in front of the camera}
Kyle: You see these, Arata? You see the fucking *JOKES* holding a set of titles that you've been drooling over ever since you first got here...ever since you first started tagging with Chris Sabertooth? You called us a couple of nobodies back when we first showed up for that tournament and now look at us.
We *DEMAND* you're acknowledgement in that we're not these fucking jokes that the Phantom Troupe over in PWN were because we're not dragging the honored name of John Doe and Aria Jaxon's creation through the mud...we're *ADDING* to its legacy.
And it's that legacy that we'll be upholding this weekend at Proving Grounds because we're going to showcase why we're the true inheritors of that legacy and why we're going to be this promotion's tag team champions from here on out.
And do you know why this is going to happen, Arata?
{Kyle lowers the titles as he looks hard into the camera}
Kyle: Because unlike some promotions that I could name, Project Honor knows how to fucking use its talent. From the High Isle fucks like *you* to the lowly rookies like *ME* and everything in-between, you can't dispute that no matter how hard you....or anyone else can try because the Phantom Troupe are not only here to stay, but to dominate!
Because that is the honest truth...
DJ: And the Bottom Line!
Kyle: Cheers, motherfuckers!
{The screen then fades to black once more}
Vergil: You know I had a strong feeling that the two of you were going to win these, DJ. But with all the twists and turns that’s been going on in Project Honor…and after what happened with Devon and Alex during their time here, I was honestly concerned.
{DJ doesn’t say anything but simply nods in agreement before Vergil hands the title back over to its rightful holder before he looks over at Kyle who seems torn between being happy and pissed off which Vergil indicates with a tilt of his head}
Vergil: What’s his problem?
DJ: Him, he’s just frustrated I think because of how things are going for him here as opposed to what’s going on over in Zion, it's really starting to get to him I think, boss.
Vergil: I can see that happening actually. He’s just like his father in that he’s proud of his work and what he can do in that ring but with the BS with Zion just using him to job out to the cute little divas that Kai Morgan keeps pushing through his roster…it’s just like fucking Edward Brown and Superior Championship Wrestling all over again and Kyle watched his father struggle there.
{DJ’s right eyebrow raises ever so slightly as he gives his boss a questioning glance}
Vergil: Before your time, DJ. Back in the late 90s to early 2000s, there was this guy by the name of Edward Brown and he went on a bi monthly recruiting spree…trying to get some of the hottest free agents on the market like Kyle’s father and your late uncle as well as Jason and myself…but not for the “sheer chance at riches and fame” like he kept stating that we all were going to win but more to put over his select few. Guys like Jason “Stalker” Reeves, The DreamMaker, Malkavian, “Superstar” Johnny Blaze, the Circle Jerks…
DJ: I know about those two…shit, and old Corny bitches about other “joke wrestlers”?
Vergil: Yeah, but the problem is that during the entire time that I worked there with Kyle’s dad, his old man spent almost seven years in that promotion and was forced to luck into title wins because Brown didn’t want anyone who wasn’t one of his SCW Originals and eventually the fed closed because of Brown’s own freaking hubris and ego, the man downright refused to push future stars or even properly use established veterans like how they should and eventually ran himself out of the freaking business.
DJ: Just like Kai’s quite possibly going to do if he only pushes those he feels are the right wrestlers and not new kids like Kyle there?
Vergil: Exactly. But you know, I think it’s time to let him use some of that anger the right way…
{The screen fades to black}
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{The screen then fades in from black and we see both halves of the Phantom Troupe-DJ and Kyle-standing in front of a brick wall, clad in their street clothes with the Project Honor World Tag Team titles slung across their respective shoulders and while DJ looks on with a certain amount of pride, Kyle still has a look of rage on his face}
DJ: Well ladies and gentlemen, the two freaking jokes that you all thought could or would win one of the big matches here in this promotion are now you Project Honor World Tag Team champions! That's right, the Phantom Troupe in the "Elegant Assassin" DJ Hunter and Kyle "Bam Bam" Valentine are now your tag team champions and we're going to be holding onto these pretty little babies from now till the doors of this company close, but that's not bragging ladies and gentlemen...but the Jojo's Bizarre Adventure's honest truth! You want to laugh and mock us, sure...but just remember that over the course of these past few weeks, we've been stepping up our A game till the point where we've made it our Alpha Game and we've evolved with it.
Kyle: Truth.
DJ: But our first match post winning these beauties is a non title match against two guys who I bet are under the false assumption that if they win a match against the champions then they are automatically the next in line for a shot against us for these straps...but the reality of their situation is that there is no future shot lined up for them because at Proving Ground, the Phantom Troupe is going to show why we're playing freaking three dimensional chess while everyone else is playing freaking connect four, and that's the truth.
{Kyle nods and then hands his title over to DJ for the moment as he turns to face the camera fully, his rage-filled eyes are also full of a dark intensity as he looks hard into the camera}
Kyle: You know I honestly get how a lot of people on this roster think that we're nothing more than a couple of jokes. In the past there were three other Phantom Troupes. The first one was filled with triple A talent like John Doe, Aria Jaxon, Maggell, and Stark...while the second one was composed of Aria Jaxon, Wil Pierce, Darkene, and Kayuga..but that one fell to the hubris of Jaxon and Darkene.
The third version of the group was a bunch of assholes over in Pro Wrestling Nova who don't deserve the mere mention even.
But here, in Project Honor, you have the true inheritors of a great legacy put down by John Doe's Troupe. We have the blessings of Stark him-FUCKING-self to carry this banner loudly, proudly, and most importantly *VIOLENTLY* into battle each and every time that those ring bells ring...so while you've got guys like Arata Asakura, a little boy whose *ego* demands that you acknowledge him above all others stating that we're nothing more than a joke, I want to point something out to you, Arata.
{Kyle takes both of the tag straps from DJ and holds up in front of the camera}
Kyle: You see these, Arata? You see the fucking *JOKES* holding a set of titles that you've been drooling over ever since you first got here...ever since you first started tagging with Chris Sabertooth? You called us a couple of nobodies back when we first showed up for that tournament and now look at us.
We *DEMAND* you're acknowledgement in that we're not these fucking jokes that the Phantom Troupe over in PWN were because we're not dragging the honored name of John Doe and Aria Jaxon's creation through the mud...we're *ADDING* to its legacy.
And it's that legacy that we'll be upholding this weekend at Proving Grounds because we're going to showcase why we're the true inheritors of that legacy and why we're going to be this promotion's tag team champions from here on out.
And do you know why this is going to happen, Arata?
{Kyle lowers the titles as he looks hard into the camera}
Kyle: Because unlike some promotions that I could name, Project Honor knows how to fucking use its talent. From the High Isle fucks like *you* to the lowly rookies like *ME* and everything in-between, you can't dispute that no matter how hard you....or anyone else can try because the Phantom Troupe are not only here to stay, but to dominate!
Because that is the honest truth...
DJ: And the Bottom Line!
Kyle: Cheers, motherfuckers!
{The screen then fades to black once more}