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AGGRESSION 61: Anarky (c) & Larry Tact vs. Team VIAGRA vs. Animezing Dragons (cc)

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Re: AGGRESSION 61: Anarky (c) & Larry Tact vs. Team VIAGRA vs. Animezing Dragons (cc)

(FADEIN to the same old bar we have seen Anarky in countless times before. He’s leaning up against the bar again, drinking a Hooker lager, and watching a football game. He shakes his head and leans back, taking a swig of his beer.)

ANARKY: “Control is a funny thing. No matter how much you feel like you have it… no matter how much you feel you’ve got your arms wrapped around it… it only takes a second to feel it all slip away. Only a moment to feel it slip through your clutches.

“All the finest laid plans of mice and men, hm? Does it hurt, Stalker? To see everything you’ve built just… fall apart? Because you tried to control the man who controls EPW? Because you thought you could dictate the EPW World Heavyweight Title? Because you chose influence and could not embrace the chaos… ?

“I’d say I pity you, Stalker, but the truth is… I feel nothing like that for you. You deserve it all. All of your lies and manipulation… this is the bed you made, my friend. This is the path you walked. You demanded. You connived. You attempted to control it all.

“But in the end… control is an illusion. We are all just floating dust through space, and in the moment… in the moment, we can only be who we are… vicious, violent creatures… scraping just to survive. If that isn’t enough, Stalker… no title is going to change that.

“Enough about you, buddy. You’ve got your own fish to fry. Me… I’ve got to move on. From the jaws of defeat… we can only move forward.

“Another week, another chance to tag, Larry. I’d accuse you of using me to vault to the top, Larry, but the truth is… first of all, that I don’t care if you do… and second of all… very few people were lining up to be on my side. It’s easy to take pot shots at a champion… but very few will actually sit there and fight by my side.

“I don’t know if it makes you stupid or crazy, but in the end… we will come to rely on each other, I suppose. Men seeking to prove something. Perhaps only to themselves. I don’t know sometimes.

“But I do know that this week, we have quite a challenge on our hands. Both Team VIAGRA and the Animezing Dragons are no slouches. Least of all in the tag division.”

(He stops and contemplates this a moment, taking another swig of beer.)

ANARKY: “Truth is, I’ve never been a very good tag partner, gentleman. Always worked better as a lone wolf type, I guess. That’s the thing about swimming in this sea of chaos… there isn’t always a lot of room for teamwork and strategy and cooperation.

“But I reckon this old dog is gonna have to learn a few new tricks… Dan Ryan throws the ball, ol’ Nark better go fetch if it he doesn’t want his precious gold taken from him… I saw what happened to Stalker.

“Karl Brown and Otaku… the unlikeliest of partners, perhaps. And yet something complementary, too. On the outside is seems… confusing… unreal. And yet a man too serious for his own good, too obsessed with his own self-worth and personal growth… of course he should tag with a man mostly obsessed with Ninja Scroll. Why not, right?

“And then we have High Flyer and Tony Davis. Two men I have virtually no history with. Perhaps it’s all the best. You are clean… you have no opinion of me. You haven’t already decided what kind of man I am, already reduced me to a cute nickname, already decided I am unworthy.

“In this way, we are beautiful.

“It’s already been some time since I defeated First for the EPW World Heavyweight Title. And still… still I know nothing about the kind of man I’m supposed to be. Still I am confused and uncertain… still I am swimming in this morass… and I know not what it all means.

“I only know that the burden is mine. That every week… I will be the one to carry it, until someone can carry it from me. Until someone earns it from me. Not by talking, not by name-dropping, not by cheating and clawing their way… but by doing what so few have done… by putting me down in that ring. For those three seconds.

“It’s only three seconds. How hard can it be, right? I am, after all, just a man.

“But let me tell you something about me, gentlemen… I may just be a man… but I have no illusions about that. I do not fancy myself a God. I do not pretend to be unbeatable. I do not view myself as something greater than you.

“And that is dangerous. Because I am not complacent. I am not looking past this match to something else. This is it. This is everything. Every time I step into that ring, I take it seriously.

“Let me ask you a question, boys. Imagine you had proven everything you had to prove to the world. Imagine you were heralded with accomplishments and titles. People called you a legend. They didn’t always respect you, but in a way, they understood you.

“If you had all that.. .what would be left? What could you fight for?

“Is there something else? Something innate in us that makes us who we are?

“Do you know what I think?

“I think that the ring is enough. The sweat, the blood, the tears. The agonizing crush of defeat. The enormous magnitude of the unknown. The ever-growing fear that you’ll lose a step, that you’ll be too slow, too old, too foolish, too arrogant… a split-second too late and it’s over. It could all be gone in an instant.

“I carry my fear like a badge… and I use it as fuel.

“This is the Empire I imagine. And I wouldn’t trade it for anything else.”

(FADEOUT.)
 

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Re: AGGRESSION 61: Anarky (c) & Larry Tact vs. Team VIAGRA vs. Animezing Dragons (cc)

(FADEIN: To a long wide shot. HIGH FLYER stands in front of an EPW flag waving in the background. Along the sides, we see lights and a rig set up. The camera shoots forward on a dolly, letting the camera tilt to a dutch tilt angle before resting on a close up on Flyer's Cherise smile.)

HIGH FLYER: Thank you.

(Flyer laughs.)

HIGH FLYER: I know I don't deserve it. But to be in the ring with Larry Tact. To be in the ring with the World Champion Anarky and the World tag team champions. It's like I have nothing to lose!

(Flyer's smile grows even wider.)

HIGH FLYER: That is so... freeing.

(CUTTO: Medium shot. Camera rocks in a cinema veritae style. Flyer tosses his arms out to his side.)

HIGH FLYER: I can do anything. I feel... like a GOD!

(CUTTO: STATIC. Back in on to a medium close up on Tony Davis. The camera is stable and level as Davis stares forward.)

TONY DAVIS: People say Anarky doesn't deserve the World Championship.

(Cut to a medium shot as Tony Davis wraps his hands in athletic tape.)

TONY DAVIS: I say the belt around his waist says different.

(Davis' lips curl in a smile.)

TONY DAVIS: And if I can put his shoulders down for the three...

(Davis punches his own palm, and cracks his knuckles.)

TONY DAVIS: I'll have a career resurgence like no other.

(Davis looks away slightly, nervous.)

TONY DAVIS: Which means I won't have to put out my already critically flopped third album 'Tony's Third Tragedy'...

(XCU on Tony Davis' eyes.)

TONY DAVIS: Probably should have thought longer about that title.

(CUTTO: Dutch tilt angle on High Flyer.)

HIGH FLYER: Anarky asks a hypothetical question to a man who has lived that hypothetical life. I'm still here. 17 years in this business fighting and accomplishing championships and accolades across the entire globe, and I'm still fighting. Y'know why Anarky?

(Flyer smiles.)

HIGH FLYER: Cause I still haven't beat everyone.

(Flyer laughs.)

HIGH FLYER: Or, well, at least kicked every professional wrestler once in the teeth. I've gotta do that before I retire. It's one of those life goals that I've wanted to accomplish ever since I was a kid. Like... get married or buy a house or play an entire session of the board game 'Life.'

(CUTTO: Mary-Lynn Mayweather sitting at a desk writing on a legal tablet.)

MARY-LYNN MAYWEATHER: Adding 'kick everyone in the face.'

HIGH FLYER(OS): INCLUDE RALPH NADER ON THAT LIST!

MARY-LYNN MAYWEATHER: Adding. (yells) Hey! Can I be your tag partner in this match?

HIGH FLYER(OS): Only if you've kicked Ralph Nader before!

MARY-LYNN MAYWEATHER: (yells) Will you accept a kick to the shins?

HIGH FLYER(OS): NO!

MARY-LYNN MAYWEATHER: Damnit... Here I thought my youthful protest days would come in handy.

(Mayweather sulks. She writes something else on the legal pad.

CUTTO: Overhead shot of notebook. It reads the following.

"HIGH FLYER LIFE GOALS

1.)Get Married ✔
2.)Buy a House ✔
3.)Coach a little league team to it's World Series (Hockey counts too)
4.)Eat a seventeen pound steak ✔
5.)Win a World Championship ✔
6.)Wrestle on every continent excluding Antartica ✔
7.)Wrestle on every continent including Antartica
8.)Find out why Australia isn't technically a continent ✔
9.)Get back wife, kids
10.)Make Craig Miles cry
11.)Kick every wrestler in the mouth(and Ralph Nader)
12.)Buy more pens."

FADE OUT.)
 

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Re: AGGRESSION 61: Anarky (c) & Larry Tact vs. Team VIAGRA vs. Animezing Dragons (cc)

[FADE IN to “The Dragon” standing looking out over a river, whole flocks of water birds drifting on the surface]

Karl: Things are looking interesting right now. For months we’ve seen Empire Pro move along at its own pace, with very little disturbing the surface, but from watching Aggression, there’s a lot that’s been going on underneath. First has made his return, several people are playing games and manoeuvring for position, Erik went further out to sea, and Dan Ryan’s stirring the pot and turning up the heat. I’m sure I’ve missed a lot out, but that’s not surprising with Empire Pro. Blink and you miss something.

[He chuckles]

Karl: It’s kind of nice to sit back and watch it from time to time. When you’re wrestling on a show, you don’t have time to watch what’s going on. You have to keep your mind on your own match, make your final preparations, go through whatever routine you’ve got, and afterwards, it’s time to hit the showers, see the physio or the chiropractor if you have to, then maybe – maybe – you’ll be able to catch the main event. You normally have to watch the tape to see what’s going on. There’s something… refreshing about seeing the action live. You get the atmosphere, but more importantly, you actually get to see more.

[He walks along the path, keeping his eyes focused on one point]

Karl: When you see it on TV or the monitor, you only get one angle. You only get one perspective. There are things you miss simply because you can’t see them. It’s meant that after his match with Mahogany, I was able to tell Otaku a few things he’d been doing wrong, things that I hadn’t spotted before because I’ve only had one view. It reminded me that when you only have one view, no matter how wide you think it is, you get over-focused, and don’t have time to adjust for the unexpected.

[Just then, from the water, comes a hideous, slimy… well, a costume-wearing Otaku, disturbing the swans, geese, ducks and other birds. His costume is like a cross between an Angel (Evangelion), a mecha, and a lizard. He swims quickly to shore, growling and snarling]

Karl: That was his idea. He likes cliché.

Otaku: [from out of shot, still snarling] Grr… eat… people… snarl!

[“The Dragon” shakes his head, not watching as his tag team partner makes his way up the bank]

Otaku: Grr… aw, come on, Dragon-domo! Get into the spirit!

Karl: You know me. I’m too serious for that kind of thing.

Otaku: Yeah, you are. You should go for a swim, the water’s refreshing.

Karl: No, thanks. Can you take that mask off? Kind of hard to take you seriously.

[Taking the head off the costume, we can see he’s also got some breathing apparatus]

Otaku: Spoilsport.

Karl: You think of everything, don’t you? The breathing, I mean.

Otaku: Every good cosplayer knows they’ve gotta be ready! I was in a competition once where they threw us in a pool. Someone almost drowned. He was dressed as a suit of armour. Baka.

Karl: I think we’re getting off track, again.

Otaku: Are we?

Karl: Yes. Remember, we’ve got a triple threat tag team match coming up?

Otaku: Do we? OH! Yeah! I remember! Anarky! Tact! Team VI.A.G.R.A!

Karl: Glad you remembered.

Otaku: Wait, that’s this week?

[Brown mutters something under his breath, rolling his eyes]

Otaku: You mean we’ve gotta beat Team V.I.A.G.R.A again?

Karl: And Anarky and Larry Tact.

Otaku: Nah. Anarky-san’ll run away again.

Karl: What?

Otaku: Anarky-san. He’ll run away. He did last time he was in the ring with you.

Karl: Okay, you’re confused.

Otaku: Not really, from what I saw, he ran away.

Karl: They don’t have cage matches in Japan that often, do they?

Otaku: Not when I was touring there, no.

Karl: Well, from your narrow view, it may have looked like Anarky was running away. But he wanted to win the match, didn’t care how he did it so long as he won, and he did it. He won. There was no reason for him to risk losing by trying to take the Television Title from me.

Otaku: Wait… you’re saying… he wasn’t being a coward?

Karl: He was being smart. He saw the victory, and went for it. If he’d stayed around to try and take the title… well… who knows how that would have happened? Better to keep the bird that’s in your hand rather than giving it up and going for the two in the bush.

Otaku: But you get more birds!

Karl: Or they fly away. I’m going to have to sit you down and talk philosophy sometime.

Otaku: That makes my head hurt!

[Brown sighs]

Otaku: Should we go back to talking about the match?

Karl: If you think you can.

Otaku: Yeah. Anarky-san’s in for a hard time! WOO!

Karl: Why do you think the World Champion’s in for a hard time?

Otaku: Erm…

Karl: Have you thought this through?

Otaku: Yeah! I mean, I think I have…

Karl: Listen, you need to take this more seriously. Anarky’s tough as nails. Larry’s just as good on his day, and Team V.I.A.G.R.A still have more experience as a team than we do.

Otaku: You’re a downer today!

Karl: I think of it as realist.

Otaku: OK, how’s this. Anarky-san may be world champ but it only takes one shot to beat him, right?

Karl: One shot?

Otaku: Yeah! All I need is to hit Lightning Blade and he’s out!

Karl: How’re you going to get that one shot?

Otaku: Dunno, but Anarky-san doesn’t know how I’m not going to get it, so I reckon we’re even on that front. He might be world champ but one shot, man, one shot.

Karl: You’ve just got to make sure you don’t get hit with that one shot first.

Otaku: Easy! You’ll see.

Karl: Let me guess, whenever Anarky’s in the ring you’ll let me do the wrestling?

Otaku: Erm… maybe.

Karl: [chuckling] I thought so.

Otaku: Seriously though, Anarky-san doesn’t scare me.

Karl: It’ll be good to face him again, I must admit. I rather enjoyed the challenge he presented in the cage.

Otaku: Even if he thinks you’re too serious?

Karl: Can you imagine what the world would be like without variation?

Otaku: Boring.

Karl: I was going to say stagnant, but the idea’s probably the same.

[Otaku watches as some of the water-fowl return to the river]

Otaku: You think I should…

Karl: Probably not. It was cliché the first time, the second would be tacky.

Otaku: Yeah, I guess.

Karl: Tact, Flyer, Anarky, Davis...

Otaku: Kinda like a who’s who.

Karl: In a way. It’s going to be an interesting match. Seeing how Anarky and Tact worked together last week, they’re going to be a challenge. Team V.I.A.G.R.A are always a challenge.

Otaku: But we can beat them!

Karl: We can. Will we?

Otaku: YEAH! Anarky-san, one shot! Davis-san and Flyer-san, one shot! Tact-san… you can handle him, you’ve faced him sometime before.

Karl: How did I know you were going to say that?

Otaku: Because you’ve got mystic dragon powers?

Karl: No, I don’t.

Otaku: Awww… you never play along.

Karl: I did with the team name!

Otaku: It’s not the same…

[FADE…]

Voice: Next time, on Animezing Dragon…

Otaku: Hey Dragonites! Next time on Animezing Dragon, Dragon-domo and I head into battle against the forces of evil who want to trap the world in Anarky! Do we have the Tact to beat them? Will it be the end of Day(vis)? It will if we can’t get our Flyer fixed!

Karl: Who the hell wrote this one?!

Otaku: Dragon-domo! No interrupting! We’re nearly out of time!

Karl: Out of jokes, too, from the sound of it.

Otaku: Maaan… next time on Animezing Dragon, erm… FIGHT!!

Karl: Next one, I’m writing.

[END]
 

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Re: AGGRESSION 61: Anarky (c) & Larry Tact vs. Team VIAGRA vs. Animezing Dragons (cc)

(FADEIN to the glimmering EPW World Heavyweight Title, sitting on a table.)

ANARKY (v/o): “It’s beautiful, isn’t it? The way the gold reflects the light… the jewels… you can almost feel the history reaching out to you. It’s everything you’ve ever wanted. It’s why we do what we do. It’s everything. Right… ?”

(The camera pans back to show Anarky, sitting in a recliner, smoking a cigarette, a Miller High Life in his other hand, wearing street clothes, sans make up. He’s smiling.)

ANARKY: “Isn’t it funny how a small collection of leather and gold can become so all-encompassing? People would stab their own mothers for it.

“Case in point. Before this title found its way into my life… people like Dis and Impulse had very little concern for what ol’ Nark was doing with his life. They were perfectly content to let me spread all the mayhem I wanted without a dose of criticism.

“But as they say… it’s easier to be a critic than to lead, isn’t it.

“I can’t be Sean Stevens the Second. Or Christian Sands. Or even Dis. I can barely be Anarky. I know that’s a crushing disappointment to a lot of guys and gals out there, but I’m not here to apologize. I’m here to carve my own path.

“They say a man can’t change, but I’ve found quite the opposite. I say a man can’t help but change. Even if, as Eddie Vedder says, you change by not changin’ at all.

“I ain’t the man I once was, and won’t be the same man for long. But flawed as I might be… this is the opponent you get. Maybe not the one you deserve… but the one you’re stuck with.

“High Flyer and Tony Davis… I appreciate your particular brand of humor, even if I seem a little humorless myself. I guess it’s true… heavy is the head that wears the crown. You get so used to hearing everybody drag your name through the mud, you can’t help but be defensive.

“Having the luxury of sitting back and making fun… well… in a way, I’m jealous. And honestly, having a goal to kick everybody in the teeth isn’t nearly as crazy as it sounds. We all deserve it a little bit, I’m sure.

“But this is about relentlessness. The quest to push one’s self further than one ever thought possible. This is about defying age and physical limits to achieve something else. To rise when it seems that your entire body is screaming for mercy. To breathe as the blood drains from your body.

“To see the look on your opponents’ face when he realizes that it’s going to take a f*cking Mack Truck to put you down…

“We are driven by different things. And I ain’t underestimating either one of you. I know I’m one bad move away from being embarrassed on national television at any given moment. I never forget. I never half-ass this sh*t.

“But you better not, either. Kidding aside, this might not be a title defense, but every time I step in that ring is another referendum on what kind of man I am. It’s another chance for the critics to tell ‘em I’m not tough enough, not proud enough, not young enough, not fast enough.

“On the flip side, we have Karl Brown and Otaku. Two men who couldn’t be more different.

“Of course, I’m not foolish enough to believe two men cannot complement each other. Especially not two men who are learning to tag very effectively. Men with contrasting, difficult styles to master.

“Let’s face it… I’m not gonna outspeed Otaku and I’m not gonna out-wrestle Karl Brown. You both are more technically proficient and athletic than me. You’re both younger and probably stronger, too… or at least Karl is.

“But me… I just keep hitting. Hitting and hitting and hitting. It ain’t always pretty. But at the end of the day… not many are standing. It’s pretty elite company, gentlemen.

“Whereas you have learned to be a team, Larry and I are merely ships passing through the night. Men with a similar goal. Larry, in fact, is pretty much the only guy around willing to stand by my side. And I guess that makes him the best partner I got.

“But we don’t know each other like the back of our hands. We don’t always have good rhythm. And I know we’re gonna make a few mistakes we’re gonna pay for. Tag team wrestlin’ ain’t the same as singles wrestlin’.

“Yet when Dan Ryan books the matches… that’s what it is. Stalker might not like it… in fact, he might go out on national television and cry his little heart out, but at the end of the day, we are all pawns in bigger games.

“I am surrounded by men who manipulate and lie and cheat and steal only to get a single chance at a piece of leather sitting on my table. I am constantly attacked by all those who seek to make a name for myself. There are no nights off for me. No breathers. Nobody ever mails it in.

“Good. This is what I live for.

“You see… you might not like what kind of Champion I am… you might think I’m supposed to be some kind of flag-bearer for the industry… but for me…

“There is nothing greater than going into that ring and knowing that every man, woman, and child in there is gonna stop at nothing to put you down. They’re gonna pull out all the stops for the opportunity to make a name for themselves on your back. To be the one who put your shoulders down.

“There’s no rest. No let up. No opportunity to breathe.

“There is only the struggle. The endless war. The vicious cycle.

“But one thing about me, gentlemen…

“… I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

(FADEOUT.)
 

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Re: AGGRESSION 61: Anarky (c) & Larry Tact vs. Team VIAGRA vs. Animezing Dragons (cc)

[FADE IN to the sight of a kunai knife smashing into a straw dummy, followed quickly by another one]

Karl: [from out of shot] You’re not doing yourself any favours.

Otaku: [from out of shot as another kunai embeds itself in the dummy] Huh?

[An arrow flies past, piercing the dummy through the head]

Karl: Using kunai. Enough people think you’re Japanese as it is.

Otaku: I’m from Neo Tokyo Tower! From the future!

Karl: And again with the crazy.

Otaku: Ky-AH! [a kunai lands square in the chest, quickly followed by an arrow in almost the same spot]

Otaku: Good shot!

[Brown and Otaku move, finally, into shot to collect their arrows/kunai]

Otaku: Dunno why we’re doing this though, Dragon-domo. I mean, weren’t you saying the other day we had to train?

Karl: You can’t train all the time. Sometimes you need to do something to take your mind off things like this, and you were looking a little stressed.

Otaku: Is that why you emailed me that video?

Karl: Polka Face? No, I just like Weird Al.

Otaku: Ah, Cool, it was a catchy song. Would be better in Japanese.

Karl: Maybe. Anyway, do you think you’re ready for Aggression?

Otaku: Naturally! Nothing’s gonna stop us! Yeah!

Karl: Good.

Otaku: I mean, it’s like Anarky-san said. We complement each other’s styles. You’ve definitely helped me a lot since we started teaming, I’m a whole lot better than I was. I’m in the loop now!

Karl: The loop?

Otaku: Yeah, before I was kinda so out of the loop in American stuff that I didn’t even know there is a loop. But now I’m totally in there!

Karl: So nothing Anarky said made you think twice?

Otaku: Nah. To be honest I wasn’t paying any attention when I heard him. He was so blah! I mean, he might be World Champ and all, but really, why listen to him? It’s what you said about Shane-san, you can ignore them and just deal with them in the ring. Big grr mean hit hard doesn’t really need listening to.

Karl: True. I did pay some attention, but you’ve got the right idea.

Otaku: Yeah. He’ll find out in the ring! That’s all that matters. Bell time, we win! Believe it!

Karl: More Naruto?

Otaku: You know it! HEY! That sound be out now! Crap!

[With that, Otaku drops his kunai, rushing back inside and leaving “The Dragon” with a bemused look on his face. After a few seconds, he shrugs his shoulders, walking back to a marker on the ground, turning and shooting at the target again]

Karl: If I remember what he was saying earlier, he’s reading the newest chapter from Japan. Weird man. But at least he’s going to be ready for Aggression, he’s gotten his loss out of his system, and he’s not worried about who’s standing across the ring from us.

Me? Well, you know me. This may be a non-title match but it’s still a chance to see how we work together, still an opportunity to get another win under our belt. It’s quite something, winning in tag team competition. Far different to winning in the single’s ranks – I can’t describe it, but it’s interesting to say the least.

Different for me, isn’t it? To say I’m looking forward to winning. I know. Maybe part of Otaku’s personality is rubbing off on me.

And I get another shot at Anarky. Any time the World Champion is involved in a match with another champion, it adds that little bit extra to things. Maybe it’s the anticipation, the “What if?” scenario. When it was Lindsay and I, it was what if Lindsay couldn’t beat me? What would that do to the Intercontinental Championship? This time, though… world tag team champions… I guess it’s a “What If?” Otaku and I don’t win. If Anarky gets pinned, that’s it, we have someone else in the World Title hunt. As good as he and Larry are, they’re not a regular tag team, so they’re not expected, quite, to dominate the tag division. If Otaku and I lose, well… it opens up the debate as to whether we deserve to be tag team champions. It begs the question, will we keep the titles? If Anarky and Tact beat us, it might even cast doubt on the need for a tag division.

Don’t laugh, it’s happened before.

Pressure… it’s good to have some. It’s still just another match, but the added pressure is going to help. The need for Otaku and I, as representatives of the Empire Pro tag division, to have a strong outing is going to make things interesting. Is Anarky going to be able to hit hard enough? Can High Flyer fly fast enough? Can Davis sing badly enough?

Or will Animezing Dragon be strong enough to show why we were able to win the one night tournament and take the titles?

Otaku: [from inside the house] MMMMMMMMMUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!! DON’T DO IT!!

Karl: I better check on him.

[He sets his bow on a stand, heading quickly inside. FADE…]

Voice: Next time, on Animezing Dragon…

Otaku: No, you’re not writing it!

Karl: OK, we’ll do it you’re way. We’re running.

Otaku: Hey Ani-fans! Next time on Animezing Dragon, it’s up to your friendly Otaku to save the day!

Karl: Wait, what?

Otaku: Dragon-sama’s been captured by the evil minions of Orochikabuto and is being tormented in the pit of evil evilness! Can I reach him in time, or will Orochikabuto’s four slow-witted minions have their way with my friend?

Karl: I’m not liking the sound of this.

Otaku: Next time, episode 5 – Run, Otaku, Run! Only You Can Spread the Light!

See you soon!

Karl: I hope!

[END]
 

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New York
Defying convention.

OORP: Sorry guys for the lack of posting. So much for an easy week! :eek:


FADE IN.


(At the Manhattan penthouse suite of Larry Tact, the camera gets familiar with a few of the amenities, cycling through several shots: a wall-mounted HDTV, with entertainment sound and gaming systems nearby; plush, black leather sofas and a couple recliners; tables set on the parque floor, near the wall-length windows leading to an outer sitting area, which itself is larger than just a balcony. One addition is that the formerly mini-bar has expanded. It's now the size of a kitchenette, with bottles of varying size and description taking up most of the expanded space.

As for the man, himself, he is presently lounging on one of the sofas, wearing a pair of deep blue Jet Lag cargo pants and Ralph Lauren pullover hoodie. He takes a drink from a bottle of Southern Tier Pumking, enjoying the moment.)


LARRY TACT: "It's times like these when people may begin to question me. Coming off of my unanticipated appearance at WrestleVerse, perhaps people tuned into Aggression to find out what my motives were. Or maybe they wanted to see if I would turn on Anarky, leaving him lying in that tag team Main Event. Because wouldn't I be in a perfect position to do so, and set up a match for the World Heavyweight Championship?"

"Or maybe people expected I was going to show some rust... perform below a level that would be expected of teaming with the World Champion. After all, I've been away for over a year, and certainly there have been many people who would jump at the chance to be in the Main Event of Aggression 60?"

"Then again, maybe people didn't know what the hell I was doing at WrestleVerse, nor what I was thinking in volunteering to team with someone who, the last time I was in EPW, I bloodied and was bloodied by inside a Steel Cage."

"Well for anyone who may be interested, and maybe that includes Anarky... at Aggression 61, I'll give some clarification as to my return and actions. But that's for then..."

(He takes another drink of Pumking, and exhales in satisfaction.)

"For now, it's all about tag team wrestling. It seems I'm picking up where I left off, finding my way back into EPW the same way I left, in the tag ranks. But those World Tag Team Championships? It doesn't seem they're part of the return package. They've changed hands and I'm left to sort out how I feel about that."

"It's funny, I never planned to team with Jared Wells, really. It was just one of the ideas we thought up one night, and it stuck. As it turns out, we took the division by storm and never looked back, going undefeated. So now I look at Anime-zing Dragon holding those Championship belts and I remember what Jared and I accomplished. I also remember how it ended for me. And I guess you could say I have a right to be bitter, or at least disgruntled, and even having a claim to stake at the EPW World Tag Team Championships."

"But I don't feel bitter, and I'm not disgruntled. Don't get me wrong, it happened, the feelings were there, no doubt about it. Now, though... I can smile. Because looking at Karl and Otaku holding those titles, and seeing the division keep on chugging and changing, makes me realize that I did make an impact. Maybe I wasn't doing all the things, and making the choices, people wanted me to make before. Even so, Jared Wells and Larry Tact made a mark on EPW.

(He takes another sip of Pumking and tips it in our direction with a smirk.)

"And hey, we were featured on that DVD... that counts for something, right?"

(He sets the bottle on a coaster on top of the glass table between the sofa and entertainment setup, then leans back again, arms draped across the back of the plush leather.)

"Karl 'the Dragon' Brown. We've never faced before, and that's a fact. But I've had you on my radar for some time. I'll admit, though, I was expecting to run into you one-on-one, not in a tag format. But this will do... for now. It won't satisfy me for good. Maybe sooner than later, Karl, I don't know. Just rest assured that you're looking at a future singles opponent, and why? Well, since High Flyer brought up the proverbial bucket lists... 'the Dragon' has been on my list for a while. A list of the great technicians I need to face."

"You're good, Karl, better than good, in fact. And I'll agree that Otaku's a nice compliment, he adds some flavor and unpredictability. It's plain to see how you found your way to holding the tag gold. But allow me to undertake the task of putting Anarky and I into words Otaku would understand... as my brother and I recently took a trip to Japan, and found out we have some common cultural interests."

(He clears his throat, scratching his cheek for a moment.)

"Okay. So, this goes back a ways, but if you'll recall your DragonBall Z for a moment. Anarky is like Vegeta. He's the ultimate bad ass, take no prisoners fighter. He won't pull punches against anyone, just unleash his full fury on the people who oppose him. There's two gears: all-out or nothing. And really, I've yet to see the latter. And even though the bastard doesn't appear to look any different over time, he keeps changing, keeps evolving and recreating himself. He continues to grow more powerful."

"I, on the other hand, am more of a Piccolo-- remember, though, we're in Z timeline here, not original DB. I'm a tough bastard, I won't take crap from anyone, but I understand that I've got to work a little harder than others to make it work. I've got born talent, but also have some vulnerabilities. It means I have to redouble my efforts to keep up with the rest of the pack, because I'm just different. I'm not a born killer, but more of a dynamic machine. I don't change so drastically, but I'm constantly evolving, too. Sometimes it's stronger, sometimes it's wiser, but there's always something at work."

(He takes up the Pumking again, swirling the bottle as he contemplates.)

"Thing is, when the two of them team together, they're a nearly unstoppable force. It was rare for them to do so, because they often clashed terribly. They weren't friends, but they agreed to team up because there was something greater at stake for each of them. There was a more important purpose at work, and it was bigger than allowing differences to divide them."

"That's Anarky and Larry Tact."

(He takes a drink.)

"So how do you stop two people who can straight-up dominate a match on their own, much less when they're on the same page and cohesive? There isn't a point to just giving you an answer, especially if you don't understand it."

"It's true, we aren't a regular tag team. On the other hand, we're also two people who don't let that stop us. Did we expect to be paired up in an encore tag team match this week? I know I didn't, but I take it as a challenge, maybe even from Dan Ryan himself. Can we do it, can we hold up as a team and shine the way stars do in this industry? How bad do we want to succeed?"

"Certainly bad enough to set our differences aside. And you can bet your DVD box set collections that we'll be better at 61 than 60, for two reasons. First, I've gotten that 'first week back' stuff out of the way. Second, we've gotten that 'first week teaming' stuff out of the way. We won't be perfect, but talent and sheer drive allow you to gloss over some things, and make you figure out other things you may not even have expected. And even seemingly polarizing personalities of World Tag Team Champions can be taken off their game by another unlikely, but talented, team."

"I'll let you two submit your own answer at 61, in the ring, and see how it works out for you."

(He sets the bottle back down on the caoster.)

"As for High Flyer and Tony Davis-- the ever-rising Team VIAGRA... Flyer, you made an interesting point about yourself. You brought up things that you want to do in your career, and the thing is, everything you listed is finite. It's got an answer, an end. Except for one thing, that bit about kicking everyone once. It's got no end. What that tells me is that you never want it to end, your participation in this industry. Really, you probably aren't too far from Anarky and I. If you could find a way to do this forever, you may just make it happen. Because you've got the passion, the addiction, the desire, whatever you want to call it. You've got 'It' and 'It' has you right back. Wrapped right around 'Its' finger."

"The difference is that Anarky is spitting in the face of everything convention. He's the World Heavyweight Champion again, when maybe people didn't think he could do it. I made my return after people might have written me off as, "Banned From EPW," and I did so in the biggest match of EPWs grandest event of the year. I'll admit, I do enjoy a good entrance."

"And now we're teaming again, at 61, when people definitely thought we wouldn't even make it through one match. When the court of public opinion had odds on us imploding, instead we're taking this chapter in a direction few, if any, could have expected from us."

"We defy convention... no, we use convention to create our own spectacle. And convention is now preaching that Anarky and Larry Tact won't be able to topple two seasoned teams of the best tag team division on this circuit."

"Well, I'm not a big fan of preachers. And once again, we've got convention right where we want it: primed to be used for something better than itself."

"Try and prove otherwise."


FADE OUT.
 

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