Post by ned on Sept 2, 2020 18:37:36 GMT -5
"German-born New Yorker Elliot Siscoe Arrives in APW!"
Apokalypse WAS available to take that booking... but I wasn't booked... so of course I didn't travel to Las Vegas just to hang out in catering. I'm better than that... and you all know it. Had I been included in the first place… it's damn near a guarantee that I'd be the one headlining World War Wrestling. So… of course… when I got the call the next day about fighting Elliot Siscoe next week on Metal… it was the universe righting his wrong. He is the main reason I am not where I need to be right now... and he... WILL... pay.
Personally... I don't know Elliot Siscoe… but I know he worked for World Wrestling Headquarters some time ago. WWH? What a stupid acronym! Aaaaand I think he was in one of the thousand ECWFs and one of the ten thousand UWFs. The only place I've seen his work was from the time he spent in Fight One. My brother-in-law was a big deal there, so he got me a tryout... that didn't end well. I accidently broke a dude's arm in a dark match before an episode of Contraband. The guy was junk anyway. He had it coming. Now... doing a quick search… I found some of his matches against Noah Hanson, Ana Archia and Baz.
Eeehhh...
He's okay.
Not good. Not bad. Just… okay. From what I saw… he is deceptively strong and can get too emotional. His moveset is pretty basic. Nothing to write home about. Guy's got some pretty decent submission holds… but nothing that'll put me down long enough to pick up a win in his APW debut match. Well, first he would have to show up to Isotopes Park in Albuquerque. If he can do that one thing… then his reward will be being destroyed by the monster called Apokalypse.
I came to APW to hurt people… and my mission rages on week after week. Spartan… DJF… John Blade… Man Made Gods. Nobody has been able to truly beat me. What makes you think Elliot Siscoe is any different? The answer is nothing… and also so is he. He's a rival coming into my territory and I must defend what's mine at all cost. Once he is disposed of… I will be able to set my sights on the ultimate prize.
Sooner than later… I will be APW World Heavyweight Champion. Whether I have to murder America Jackson… Jason Ryan… Andrew Barnes… or even John|Blade to do it… I don't care. I am inevitable. Elliot Siscoe will find out first and foremost what kind of carnage awaits the champion when I finally decide to challenge for the top prize in my yard. And then I will---
---and that's when I will be proclaimed the first ever Alpha Pro Wrestling Hall of Famer! Now, all of that madness and mayhem could be stopped by one man: Elliot Siscoe. He has the unprecedented opportunity to stop a natural born killer before he destroys everything that you all care about. One by one... all of your heroes and idols will be dissected by my educated hands. I will make it seem effortless... but if you were to try to replicate it... your minds would melt from the sheer force of will.
All your base are belong to Apokalypse.
Alpha Pro Wrestling is my home away from home… and I will not allow hapless drifters like Elliot Siscoe to come in and get anywhere near the top of the Alpha ladder where I belong. I would be one step closer if I had been in Penultimate Showdown… but noooooo! There weren't any spots for me! But they sure saved a spot for some turd called Elliot Siscoe! His blood will be on YOUR hands, APW!
I will hurt Elliot Siscoe.
I will hurt Elliot Siscoe.
I will hurt Elliot Siscoe.
I will hurt Elliot Siscoe.
I will hurt Elliot Siscoe.
Is that clear enough for you? I could keep going for days about the unspeakably terrible things I am prepared to do to this man... but I would rather show you. Tune in to Monday Night Metal for the systematic dismemberment of a man called Elliot Siscoe.
Parental discretion IS advised.
Once he is disposed of... then I cam move on to things that actually matter in the grand scheme of Alpha Pro Wrestling. Apokalypse WILL be APW World Champion. When that happens, you will ALL bow down to his awesome power. Elliot Siscoe will fail in his quest to do what all have tried before him. He will NOT be able to overcome Apokalypse. Five have failed to stop my path of destruction. He will fall in line and feel my rage in full force on Monday... right here in Albuquerque.
But first... take it away, Weird Al!
Albuquerque, New Mexico. Home to over five hundred thousand people. In less than a week, Alpha Pro Wrestling will set up shop at Isotopes Park, an outdoor baseball stadium. Over thirteen thousand screaming fans will be live in attendance to witness a historic episode of Monday Night Metal. Today, however, it sits empty aside from the almighty Apokalypse and his wife… supermodel and actress Josie Schorg. They are seated behind home plate, enjoying over priced nachos.
Josie: They're really going to set this up for wrestling, huh?
Apok: Absolutely. I don't know the logistics… but I've done some baseball stadium shows before… and they're always fun.
Josie: I'm glad I can finally make it to one. Casting is put on hold in light of Chadwick's passing.
Apok: Did you get a chance to meet him?
Josie: No. He was scheduled to come in next week to meet with us but… you know…
Apok: I’m amazed that nobody knew he was even sick.
Josie: The man was a true king.
Apok: He still is. I hope the continue with Black Panther 2... but with Shuri taking her brother's place. That would be WAY better than recasting is role.
Josie: That seems like the great! Letitia Wright has been phenomenal in that role! If all goes well... it will be an honor to share scenes with her. And, hey, there's still a casting call out for a "Ulysses Klaue" like character that you'd be perfect for. Any more thought on going for it?
Apok: Hollywood is your world, babe. I'll stick with pro wrestling... for now.
Josie: You've already devoted half of your life to wrestling though. Don't you want to at least... try... something different? Something less... dangerous?
Apok: One day... sure. For now... I'm right where I need to be.
Josie: Okay. Well, if you change your mind... I know one hell of an agent.
Apok: Yeah, yeahhhh. Jane won't stop sending me offers. It's annoying.
Josie: She's your sister. You know how stubborn your entire family can be.
Apok: Myself included.
The two share a laugh. Then... for some reason... APW referee Jasmine Silk approaches and sits down next to Josie. She hands Josie an order of deep fried something or another. It's hard to tell exactly what it is.
Josie: Ohhhhh! If I wasn't married, I'd propose right now!
Jasmine: Awww!
Josie: Not to you, silly. To this heavenly deep fried goodness!
Jasmine: Awww...
Josie laughs and kisses Jasmine on the cheek.
Apok: Geez! Get a room, you two!
The trio share a laugh.
Jasmine: Sorry it took so long. You'd think they could cook faster when the park is closed. What did I miss?
Josie: We were just talking about Black Panther 2 and how---
Jasmine: How Kevin would be PERFECT for that part you were telling me about?!
Apok: UGH!
Josie: See!
Apok: Yeah, I know. If I agree to just meet with them, will you back off?
Josie: Of course!
Apok: Then set it up.
Jasmine: YAY!
Apok: As long as it's not Monday. I've got to beat up some poor schmuck that night.
Jasmine: Oh, yeah. I wanted to talk to you about that. The old man won't be assigning me to your matches because of the way you... uhh... treat referees.
Apok: Come on. I would never lay a finger on you!
Josie: Not one you didn't ask for, of course.
Jasmine: Oh, I know. And come on, Kevin. You've got to stop attacking referees. You've already been fined more than you've made in APW. Could you ease up on them... for me?
Apok: I won't make any promises... but for you... sure... I'll try. My match on Monday will be quick anyway. It's against Elliot Siscoe.
Jasmine: Who?
Apok: Exactly.
Jasmine: No. Really. Who is that?
Apok: Some guy who's been places and now he's here. Maybe. He was supposed to be in Penultimate Showdown... and then he wasn't.
Jasmine: He got in... and you didn't?
Josie: Don't get him started.
Apok: No. Please DO get me started. Yes, that guy weaseled his way into the match while I sat at home... and then he never even made it to Las Vegas to compete. Had I been given the chance to compete like he squandered away... I would have punched my ticket to headline World War Wrestling later this month. But instead... here I am... trying to make up for the missed opportunity by beating the pants off of this guy in his APW debut.
Josie: Maybe.
Apok: Right. Maybe. All of this is hypothetical. If he makes it to Albuquerque... I will make sure he doesn't leave in the same condition as when he arrived. That's not a threat... or even a promise. That's a spoiler.
Jasmine: Okay... well... please don't take out that aggression on a referee...
The trio share a laugh as the scene fades.
