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Post by alex on Jan 28, 2007 12:57:42 GMT -4
Alex and Shane sit backstage in there locker room. Both men are silent. They ponder having not only lost, but being dominated as they were to Michaels and Xavier. Alex had taken special exception to the fact that he was made to tap to Xavier by a Full Nelson. It didn't sit well with him at all. Alex himself breaks the silence-
What the hell was that out there? We've taken some ass kickings, but that was pathetic. By the time we even got off the starting block it was to late. DAMN this pisses me off. I bet those 2 jack-offs are sitting all high and mighty right now. There's no way I'm gonna take this lying down, Shane.
With a rare look of pure contempt in his eye, Alex looks to Shane for a response.
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Post by shane on Jan 28, 2007 13:02:01 GMT -4
Seeing the grit and angst in Alex's eye, Shane can't help but grin. It looks like this loss has finally lit a fire under Alex's ass. Shane leans foward and answers.
Thankfully, I read the fine print of the title contract. The loser of the match is garaunteed a rematch. So they won the battle, yea. But the war is far from done. But something tells me you're not all that interested in just a regular old rematch, are you?
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Post by alex on Jan 28, 2007 13:05:06 GMT -4
Alex stands up from his seat. He wipes the sweat from his brow and answers-
You're damn right I'm not. Cinder Xavier punked me out tonight, so I'm gonna repay the favor. Face to face. I'm goin' to those chumps locker room and takin' care of business...here and NOW!!!
Alex kicks open the locker room door and storms off to the direction of the Turncoats dressing room.
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Post by shane on Jan 28, 2007 13:06:28 GMT -4
Shane shakes his head. He knew this was probably going to happen. He decides to follow his cohort to ensure collateral damage would be minimal.
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Post by alex on Jan 28, 2007 13:10:12 GMT -4
Alex reaches the Turncoat dressing room door. Infuriated, He bangs on it violently-
XAVIER!!! MICHAELS!!! Get you're candy asses out here NOW!!! We aren't finished with this by a LONG SHOT!!! Man up and open this door, or to you 2 just wanna take your new titles, tuck tail and RUN like the TURNCOATS we know you are!!!
Alex steps back from the door and waits.
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Post by Big Red on Jan 29, 2007 15:59:07 GMT -4
*The door opens and in the way stands "Mr. Grand-Slam" Nathan Michaels, the current APW Tag Team Champion. He has the belt strapped around his waist and is busy recovering after his matches where he proved just how dominate he really is. He lets out a sigh of relief though when he sees who is at the door, and decides that this would be a perfect time to show off the spinning feature of the belts.*
I thought I heard someone knocking on the door. Shane, Alex, what can I do for you boys? I would of thought you would be out celebrating the loss you guys took at the hands of us "old timers"
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Post by alex on Jan 29, 2007 18:00:32 GMT -4
Alex smirks at Nathan's snide attempt at humor. He almost pitches a fit, but calms down and speaks-
I bet you think you're a real comedian, huh Michaels. Well news flash, the jokes on you. Me and Shane here, yea...you're not done with us. Not by a LONG shot. You see, we made sure that in the event we lost the match, we were garaunteed a rematch. But that's not why we're here, oh no. I'm looking for you boy Cinder. I bet he's lapping up the fact that he made me tap. Well I'm betting he can't do it against me ONE ON ONE. So run inside and tell him to get his canadian bacon ass out here.
Alex steps back from the door awaiting a response.
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Post by shane on Jan 29, 2007 18:03:48 GMT -4
Shane looks peculiarly at his partner and mutters under his breath...
Hey wait. I'm Canadian...
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Post by cin on Jan 30, 2007 8:50:45 GMT -4
I was sitting in the back, relaxing from mine and Nate's win. For once, I could claim that I was the first at something. The times would could when these titles would have to be defended, and I would be there to defend them against those that would oppose me and Nathan. I had heard Alex's little challenge. I merely smirk at it as I stand up and I walk over to the door.
So, you want to take me one on one? Trying to perhaps continue my losing streak in single's matches? Well just go ahead and try. I'm tougher than you realize. I've taken on two very tough, very talented individuals. So do not underestimate me. As for your challenge. It's on. You and me, one on one.[/b]
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Post by Big Red on Jan 30, 2007 11:05:21 GMT -4
Wait a minute....
*Nathan and Cinder turn there backs to the two young Rockstarz and begin discussing something, using hand gestures, and with Nathan being rather surprised by the result. They then turn back around and Nathan just shakes his head and lets out a small chuckle*
Alright, well if want to take on Cinder be my guest Alex. I guess that means I'll take on Shane...
*There is another small pauses by the Canknuckler and he turns his attention to his partner Cinder for a moment*
So when did you learn the Full Nelson...I coulda sworn that I was the one who made Alex tap in that match...
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Post by alex on Jan 30, 2007 11:15:45 GMT -4
BOTH YOU JERKS LOOK THE SAME!!! With your corny ass red and white outfits. JEEZUS!!! Talk about cheasy. If it was YOU that made me tap, then it's YOUR ass i'm gonna kick then, knuckle-boy. Shane, you kick the charity case's ass, and I'll rape Mr. Grand Slam here. Sounds like we have us a game goin'.
Alex gets up into the face of both men-
I'm gonna SOOOOOOOO enjoy wiping those smug lil' smirks off your faces when we boost those belts...OUR belts, off you 2. APW's 1st tag champs??? Yea. But when we're done you'll be APW's 1 hit wonders, too. Heh heh heh.
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Post by shane on Jan 30, 2007 11:21:31 GMT -4
Shane, rolling his eyes, finally chimes in again.
Sure, fine, whatever. You take on Knuckle-boy, I'll take on the snowflake. But Why not sweeten the pot, gentlemen. If you're so confident you'll beat us in SINGLES matches as you did in tag, let's up the ante. Let's see if you 2 can go the distance, and make both matches 10 minute Iron man matches. Unless of course, that's stepping a little out of your element???
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Post by Big Red on Jan 30, 2007 11:24:11 GMT -4
You need to calm down Alex. Anger never gets you anywhere in wrestling, expect layed back down on the mat after losing again. You need to stay clam, cool, and collected...can't be shooting the handle off like that, some people aren't going to stand for it. But if you want to face me one on one then thats fine, I'll see you in the squared circle in two weeks.
*Nathan reaches into his pants pocket, and pulls out a notepad and pen, flips it open and starts writing*
AALLLLLEEEEEEEXXXXXXXX PPPPPRRRRRIIIIIIIIICCCCCCEEEEEE
*And just like that he closes it again and stuffs it in his back pocket once again*
OK, you have been officially added to my win list. I'll see you next week to put it in the record books
*Nathan gives Alex a small cocky wink, almost trying to set the young stud off in a tamper tantrum*
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Post by alex on Jan 30, 2007 11:32:47 GMT -4
Alex damn near flips out. If there's 1 thing He's never liked it was being made a fool off (Not that it takes much to do that  ). He responds to Nathan's taunt- You smarmy, smug, son of a snitch. I...I...UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUOHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! I'm gonna pick you ass APART!!! When i'm done with you, they're gonna have to scape your ass off the ring with a spatula!!! Just you wait Michaels. Just you friggin' wait!!!Alex shoots a snarling look at Michaels. He's officially "lost his cool". |
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Post by Big Red on Jan 30, 2007 11:37:11 GMT -4
*It would seem that Nathan's stragety worked out for him, as he easily set the rookie off in a fit of rage.*
Gotta be careful with your anger Price, next think you know you'll end up growning spikes out of your head, and start swinging a steel chair at the walls for no reason.
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Post by shane on Jan 30, 2007 11:38:39 GMT -4
Shane takes it upon himself to do what he does best, dowse his hot headed friend's temper. He steps in front of Alex and pushes him back a bit.
Whoa whoa WHOOOOOOA now, Lex. Calm the hell down. As much as I'd like to see you lay him out, save it for the ring, bro. Save it for the ring. They're champs, we're not. Get it??? You slug him now, we lose our rematch, so chill the hell out.
Shane then turns to Michaels and Xavier...
We want it, you want it...It...is...ON. 10 Minutes, that's all we're gonna need to show the WORLD you beating up tonight was a fluke. Live up you small victory. Because the WAR belongs to The RockStarz.
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Post by cin on Jan 30, 2007 11:55:39 GMT -4
Hold the phone small timer. You want 10 minute iron man matches? You have to earn them. If you guys can beat me and Nate in singles, then we'll gladly give you those ironman matches. You're still green so we aren't going to give you some high profile match right off the hop. You have to earn your spots.
Also, tell hot head over there to cool his jets. He's gonna crash and burn before he even takes flight if he keeps up the two year old tempertanrums.[/b]
Not like I was any better with them, but atleast I knew when to use them.
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Post by alex on Jan 30, 2007 13:34:56 GMT -4
Earn it? EARN IT!!! You're frikkin' ON!!! You're punk-cards are in the mail. And saturday night, me and Shane are gonna DELIVER. We're OUTTA here!!!Pouting and flustered, Alex storms off into the distance.
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Post by cin on Jan 30, 2007 14:09:24 GMT -4
If he's always like that, you're gonna have an easy time against him Nate.[/b]
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). He responds to Nathan's taunt-
You're frikkin' ON!!! You're punk-cards are in the mail. And saturday night, me and Shane are gonna DELIVER. We're OUTTA here!!!