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Post by LR Adams on Sept 9, 2021 14:28:08 GMT
Pain & Bludd get their opportunity against the Uprising, who are coming off their biggest win to-date, against the Dymond Club. However, both teams seem to be on the rocks as of this match being made, can they co-exist? Or is there something else at stake in this match?
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Post by The Uprising on Sept 9, 2021 15:06:22 GMT
Satan's Playground: The ultimate sacrifice.
It has been a little over a week since the Uprising secured the WFWF Tag-Team Titles against the Dymond Club. The team gave it everything they had, but more or less, took it out of them. One major notice though, was the reaction of Michael Babylon, shortly after the win...Gabriel Collins celebrating, but Babylon was very adamant about NOT celebrating the victory, and seemed slightly resentful over the whole match outcome himself.
We are about to witness the evolution, of the Uprising, and the possibility, of a breakdown, in mere seconds, perhaps? Gabriel Collins is collecting his thoughts about the night in general, and goes to make a statement about the next challenge against the Army of Pain.
Gabriel Collins: You know...I just don't understand it. Here, for weeks, we have a team, the MOST dominant team in the industry, especially for YEARS, preaching nobody can beat them. For WEEKS, we have Michael Babylon, telling me that I'm on the cusp of something good, something great. We win the Tag Titles, and he doesn't want to celebrate? I just don't get it...we're the WFWF Tag-Team Champions. We earned that shot, we deserved that shot, and we accomplished what we set out to do. He wanted me to prove that I belong after all this time of just reaching the ceiling, and breaking through after years of hard work. THEN...the crowd cheers us on, and we have to leave? I get it, we're supposed to be the anti-heroes, the guys who are ushering in the new era of the WFWF, sticking it to the legends...just like the match against the Army of Pain at the next show, which we will, but the crowd loves what they love. Those two are lethal, but the issues are rising obviously among them. They might be giants, but giants fall, especially when they can't co-exist!
Collins is airing his thoughts out, when all of a sudden, Michael Babylon comes into view. He seems pretty irritated at the words coming out of the mouth of Gabriel Collins.
Michael Babylon: Gabriel, you don't get it...do you? Pain? Bludd? They do their best work when they aren't on the same page, very lethal combination, indeed. The Dymond Club hasn't been the same, almost like creatively, nothing is clicking for them. One singles match, and immediately, it's like a different vibe for them. Did we beat them? Yes. Did we become the Tag Champs? Yes. But let's get one thing clear, these fans...they don't dictate us, man. They will learn to respect us, though. We're not their Saviors anymore, we're the group that's going to bring the WFWF to it's knees. But, you must understand too...that ceiling is pretty damn high around here. When I told you that this was going to be your opportunity, you took it...but don't get too high or too big on yourself, the waters here are shark-infested. It takes a LOT to stand neck-to-neck against the Orange Bullets and the Diablos and the Fangs of the world. It takes a lot more than being a 'highlight reel' to make it to the top. Hell, I had to claw my way to the top, but only because men like Tieren Hawkins and Serikaz tucked with their tails between their legs and left when they realized things were too damn tough. Hell, I had to deal with women like Morgan Marie Miller! Besides, you know that when the Dymond Club gets their rematch, because we know they will, we will have it twice as hard. Your ego needs to understand that...the glass ceiling is high.
Gabriel Collins: Michael, let me ask you something...is it that the ceiling is too high, or do you have an ulterior motive? You asked me to dominate, then you get mad...do I sense jealousy? You talk about the glass ceiling, well dammit...I shattered it at Beyond the Black. Hell, the way I see it...I AM the glass ceiling now!
As Collins leaves the view, we see Babylon, looking on in frustration, tossing a chair out of view. But then, he reaches into his pocket, and pulls out his Smartphone, slyly looking on and calling someone.
Michael Babylon: Yeah, it's me...there seems to be trouble brewing. Do you want me to put an end to it? I got it...oh yes, I know...no doubt about it. He will learn soon enough, some people you just can't outshine, no matter how hard you try...
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