Post by Brandon Leno on Sept 4, 2022 8:06:39 GMT -5
Queens, NY
House of Dada
August 30th…1:00 AM
In the living room sits Dada, Beto and a bruised Kano, still recovering from the Ragnarok that was dealt by the new CBS Champion, Odin. His pride was hurt, just a little bit, only holding the belt for one week. This isn’t the first time his pride was hurt, and just like the last time, he will bounce back. No matter what happens to him in life, he knows he can always count on family.
Kano: Fuck man. Uprising should have been my time. It should have been the beginning of a reign that would be unmatched by many in pro wrestling. You got lucky Odin, because I had you beat multiple times. You’re lucky that you escaped with a win and my title. I dominated you, absolute domination! There should have been no way you made it out of that match alive, yet you did. Next time, and there will be a next time, you will not walk out alive! Believe that, All Father, I will see you again!
He adjusts himself on the couch, a wince of pain flashes on his face. Leaning forward, Kano stares intently at the camera.
Kano: Yes, it sucks that I lost the title. You get one and you don’t ever want to let it go, because that means you lost. Losing is not acceptable and I will make damn sure that it doesn’t happen again. Something that is more important than a championship though, is family. I know my family has my back, they got me when I fall down, something that a lot of you sorry ass motherfuckers don’t have and it shows. When I need them, they come runnin and they ain’t boys you want to mess with! So, for everyone who thought I would be gone after that lost to Odin can suck it because the King Killer isn’t going anywhere bruh! This is just the beginning! Everyone will be put on notice next week when I come back and smoke some motherfuckers bruh!
He stands, gingerly lifting himself off the couch, pain in his eyes, but he doesn’t waver. That would be showing weakness and this man is far from weak. When you show weakness, it shows the predator that you are vulnerable.
Kano: Sunday was a fluke. The Urban Gorilla is still here and he is stronger than ever bruh. Bring your friends, bring your protection, because you all will need as much ammo as possible to hang with me in the ring! Set em up so I can shoot them all down, declare them DOA and put them in a bodybag bruh! See you next week!
Kano holds his hands out in a pistol gesture as the familiar click clack is heard. The camera cuts out and Kano disappears.
Charlotte, NC
September 2nd…9:30 PM
Deep within the South Mountains, a string of mountains in the Appalachian Mountains, are some hiking trails for outdoor adventurists and survivalists. Spending time out in the wilderness can be refreshing…it can also be very dangerous. There are predators that are lurking in the darkness, moving and shifting, stalking their prey. A small campfire lights a small area, a man sitting on a log, alone. As the camera moves closer, howls from wolves can be heard in the distance. The crickets chirp, the fire crackles. Kano sits on the log, staring into the fire, as if the fire has hypnotic powers and has sucked him into a trance.
Kano: This week on Clash, I compete in another triple threat match. We have a familiar foe in Jessie Lee, who I utterly destroyed two weeks ago on my way to a CBS Championship win. Then we have the arrogant, Roman Gunn. I’ll get you in a minute Roman.
Without notice, his head snaps up, eyes locked in with the camera. The look of a predator starting to stalk its victims. Shirtless, dog tags around his neck, he is wearing a red bandana around his forehead.
Kano: Jessie Lee, I don’t know why you are here, I really don’t. You haven’t had a win in how many weeks? I whooped that ass two weeks ago, then at Uprising you got your ass handed to you again. Why you keep getting shots, opportunities and getting thrown into the ring with the big dawgs, I will never know. I told you two weeks ago that you don’t belong in this world and to let the big boys handle the big stage. Apparently, you didn’t get the message. Jessie Lee is without a damn doubt in the world, the worst wrestler I have ever seen in my entire life, bruh. No talent, no skill, too slow, I could go on and on but I will save you the time because this bitch ain’t worth two shits. Let me make this clear to you one more time…go home bitch, before you get killed! After this week you will never want to show your face in Action Wrestling again!
A snarl is heard from him, the snarl of a dog going into survival mode. The blaze of the fire providing some dim light, reveals Kano’s teeth are showing, ready to rip the flesh from whatever animal is being hunted.
Kano: Let’s get to the real competition in this match, I’m talking to you Roman Gunn. You know, in a way Roman, you and I are very similar bruh. We are both strong family men. That sucka, is where the similarities end. I’m getting tired of watching you walk around acting hard like you know what it's like to be king shit. I’m the real king shit bruh, you’re just acting. See Roman, you aren’t this badass that you want everyone to think. I see the real Roman, Roman Gunn, the spoiled ass Hollywood bitch! That’s all you fucking care about is when the next second rate trash movie Paramount wants you in because nobody else was available. You make me sick bruh.
The light from the fire matches the intensity in his eyes. It was never about social success or material things for him. It’s about being the baddest dog in the fight and this pitbull is ready to strike.
Kano: You said that you aren’t the head of the table, you are the table. Roman Gunn is the kiddie table at the thanksgiving festivities! The head table is where I sit bruh. I’m the real chief, the high priest. I also don’t need an assistant to handle my affairs, bruh. In the world I live in Roman, the world MY family is from, your bitch ass wouldn’t last a day bruh! The boys I deal with would eat you alive out here, because we all live in the urban jungle. Money and fame don’t get you anywhere out here except a bullet in your head or a knife in the back! If you think you can step into the thunderdome with me then come to Honolulu and me and the boys will show you what’s up bruh! Until you grow a pair and step into my world, I’ll just have to settle for killing your ass in that ring Monday night! Where you have size Roman, I have speed, my guerilla tactics are going to be too much for you to handle. I have you easily beat in skill and I know how to finish the job! Your family won’t be able to save you and if they try to get involved I’ll give them an ass whoopin too bruh. I’m the biggest dawg in the yard Roman and you will find that soon. Once I beat dat ass, I’ll be moving myself up the card because I got bigger fish to fry in a bigger pond bruh! At Clash Roman, it's going to be the last night that people will see you for a while, understand that you had no chance to beat me because you are going to be D…O…A!
Kano rises to his feet, his chest heaving in and out as if he had just run a mile in these mountains. Nobody would stop him from getting to the top as quickly as possible, because where he is from, that’s the ultimate goal.
Kano: Monday night all of you, fans and wrestlers in the back are going to learn who alpha is in this company and it’s me bruh! Jessie Lee, Roman Gunn, you both got the short end of the stick drawing me and now it's time to pay the price! I guarantee that the Urban Guerilla, Kano will be the one who walks out of Clash alive, on my way to another title shot! For the two of you, guerilla warfare has declared! You enter my jungle, my hunting grounds and I will hunt both of you down, tear you both apart and leave the scraps for the vultures bruh! Ain’t nobody realer than guerilla, this guerilla the realist of them all bitch!
Kano slowly puts up his hands in a pistol gesture and the click clack is heard. This time a gunshot sounds as the camera cuts out.
House of Dada
August 30th…1:00 AM
In the living room sits Dada, Beto and a bruised Kano, still recovering from the Ragnarok that was dealt by the new CBS Champion, Odin. His pride was hurt, just a little bit, only holding the belt for one week. This isn’t the first time his pride was hurt, and just like the last time, he will bounce back. No matter what happens to him in life, he knows he can always count on family.
Kano: Fuck man. Uprising should have been my time. It should have been the beginning of a reign that would be unmatched by many in pro wrestling. You got lucky Odin, because I had you beat multiple times. You’re lucky that you escaped with a win and my title. I dominated you, absolute domination! There should have been no way you made it out of that match alive, yet you did. Next time, and there will be a next time, you will not walk out alive! Believe that, All Father, I will see you again!
He adjusts himself on the couch, a wince of pain flashes on his face. Leaning forward, Kano stares intently at the camera.
Kano: Yes, it sucks that I lost the title. You get one and you don’t ever want to let it go, because that means you lost. Losing is not acceptable and I will make damn sure that it doesn’t happen again. Something that is more important than a championship though, is family. I know my family has my back, they got me when I fall down, something that a lot of you sorry ass motherfuckers don’t have and it shows. When I need them, they come runnin and they ain’t boys you want to mess with! So, for everyone who thought I would be gone after that lost to Odin can suck it because the King Killer isn’t going anywhere bruh! This is just the beginning! Everyone will be put on notice next week when I come back and smoke some motherfuckers bruh!
He stands, gingerly lifting himself off the couch, pain in his eyes, but he doesn’t waver. That would be showing weakness and this man is far from weak. When you show weakness, it shows the predator that you are vulnerable.
Kano: Sunday was a fluke. The Urban Gorilla is still here and he is stronger than ever bruh. Bring your friends, bring your protection, because you all will need as much ammo as possible to hang with me in the ring! Set em up so I can shoot them all down, declare them DOA and put them in a bodybag bruh! See you next week!
Kano holds his hands out in a pistol gesture as the familiar click clack is heard. The camera cuts out and Kano disappears.
Charlotte, NC
September 2nd…9:30 PM
Deep within the South Mountains, a string of mountains in the Appalachian Mountains, are some hiking trails for outdoor adventurists and survivalists. Spending time out in the wilderness can be refreshing…it can also be very dangerous. There are predators that are lurking in the darkness, moving and shifting, stalking their prey. A small campfire lights a small area, a man sitting on a log, alone. As the camera moves closer, howls from wolves can be heard in the distance. The crickets chirp, the fire crackles. Kano sits on the log, staring into the fire, as if the fire has hypnotic powers and has sucked him into a trance.
Kano: This week on Clash, I compete in another triple threat match. We have a familiar foe in Jessie Lee, who I utterly destroyed two weeks ago on my way to a CBS Championship win. Then we have the arrogant, Roman Gunn. I’ll get you in a minute Roman.
Without notice, his head snaps up, eyes locked in with the camera. The look of a predator starting to stalk its victims. Shirtless, dog tags around his neck, he is wearing a red bandana around his forehead.
Kano: Jessie Lee, I don’t know why you are here, I really don’t. You haven’t had a win in how many weeks? I whooped that ass two weeks ago, then at Uprising you got your ass handed to you again. Why you keep getting shots, opportunities and getting thrown into the ring with the big dawgs, I will never know. I told you two weeks ago that you don’t belong in this world and to let the big boys handle the big stage. Apparently, you didn’t get the message. Jessie Lee is without a damn doubt in the world, the worst wrestler I have ever seen in my entire life, bruh. No talent, no skill, too slow, I could go on and on but I will save you the time because this bitch ain’t worth two shits. Let me make this clear to you one more time…go home bitch, before you get killed! After this week you will never want to show your face in Action Wrestling again!
A snarl is heard from him, the snarl of a dog going into survival mode. The blaze of the fire providing some dim light, reveals Kano’s teeth are showing, ready to rip the flesh from whatever animal is being hunted.
Kano: Let’s get to the real competition in this match, I’m talking to you Roman Gunn. You know, in a way Roman, you and I are very similar bruh. We are both strong family men. That sucka, is where the similarities end. I’m getting tired of watching you walk around acting hard like you know what it's like to be king shit. I’m the real king shit bruh, you’re just acting. See Roman, you aren’t this badass that you want everyone to think. I see the real Roman, Roman Gunn, the spoiled ass Hollywood bitch! That’s all you fucking care about is when the next second rate trash movie Paramount wants you in because nobody else was available. You make me sick bruh.
The light from the fire matches the intensity in his eyes. It was never about social success or material things for him. It’s about being the baddest dog in the fight and this pitbull is ready to strike.
Kano: You said that you aren’t the head of the table, you are the table. Roman Gunn is the kiddie table at the thanksgiving festivities! The head table is where I sit bruh. I’m the real chief, the high priest. I also don’t need an assistant to handle my affairs, bruh. In the world I live in Roman, the world MY family is from, your bitch ass wouldn’t last a day bruh! The boys I deal with would eat you alive out here, because we all live in the urban jungle. Money and fame don’t get you anywhere out here except a bullet in your head or a knife in the back! If you think you can step into the thunderdome with me then come to Honolulu and me and the boys will show you what’s up bruh! Until you grow a pair and step into my world, I’ll just have to settle for killing your ass in that ring Monday night! Where you have size Roman, I have speed, my guerilla tactics are going to be too much for you to handle. I have you easily beat in skill and I know how to finish the job! Your family won’t be able to save you and if they try to get involved I’ll give them an ass whoopin too bruh. I’m the biggest dawg in the yard Roman and you will find that soon. Once I beat dat ass, I’ll be moving myself up the card because I got bigger fish to fry in a bigger pond bruh! At Clash Roman, it's going to be the last night that people will see you for a while, understand that you had no chance to beat me because you are going to be D…O…A!
Kano rises to his feet, his chest heaving in and out as if he had just run a mile in these mountains. Nobody would stop him from getting to the top as quickly as possible, because where he is from, that’s the ultimate goal.
Kano: Monday night all of you, fans and wrestlers in the back are going to learn who alpha is in this company and it’s me bruh! Jessie Lee, Roman Gunn, you both got the short end of the stick drawing me and now it's time to pay the price! I guarantee that the Urban Guerilla, Kano will be the one who walks out of Clash alive, on my way to another title shot! For the two of you, guerilla warfare has declared! You enter my jungle, my hunting grounds and I will hunt both of you down, tear you both apart and leave the scraps for the vultures bruh! Ain’t nobody realer than guerilla, this guerilla the realist of them all bitch!
Kano slowly puts up his hands in a pistol gesture and the click clack is heard. This time a gunshot sounds as the camera cuts out.
