Boy has this show sucked without me... (o2a)

[evil]

OOC: Before I get started. If you intend to bring your character in to challenge Genesis to a "match". Forget it! Its not happening. He's retired, and he's staying that way. This is simply for interaction/character development purposes only.

The show continued to go on without a hitch. Everything within' the realm of I:W's little universe continued to roll forward like any other week. The crowds were bored, and yearning for more. Sick, and tired of the hot garbage being spewed every week. Something, or someone needed to come out to save the show. To make this relevant again.

Little did the fans know. Their world, and everybody else's was about to get messed up royally.

Unfamiliar music began to play. At first, everyone was in the dark. Not knowing who, or what was about to enter the arena here at "ShowDown". That was until he stepped out from behind the curtain.



Dressed in street clothing. Consisting of baggy jeans, black/red Nike shoes, a "Alice in Chains" logo t-shirt. Which was covered by a black, leather jacket. Sunglasses, with his hair tied back into a ponytail. When Genesis stepped out from the curtain. The crowd popped big time. A huge surprise for all who was in the arena here tonight.

As he walked down that aisle for the first time in many months. Genesis looked around at the crowd. Feeling the energy. That same energy that drove him week after week here for this very league. He eventually made it down to ringside. Stepping through the ropes. The crowd broke out into "Welcome Back!" chants. As his theme music from Digital Summer began fading to black.

He grabbed a microphone. Took one nice, long look at the crowd surrounding him at ringside. Raising his sunglasses over his head. As he then began to speak, as he paced around the ring. Making eye contract with the fans as he went along:

Genesis: "I believe a proper introduction isn't necessary, is it?"

The crowd pops once more.

Genesis: "I'm sure all of you are wondering why I'm out here, and at random. Frankly, I was in the neighborhood. I knew that Innovation:Wrestling was in town. So why not show my pretty face around here? After all, after the horror stories I've read and seen. This place sure as hell could use the ratings boost."

A mixed reaction from the crowd.

Genesis: "Lets face it. This place has SUCKED without me. You know it. I know it. Hell, the 'hits' on I:W.com know it. My one interview alone scored more hits on the I:W website then any other story in 2012 thus far.

The numbers don't lie folks. With Genesis. The federation makes more money, more buyrates and of course, better ratings. Without Genesis? Well... you guys get the picture. You get boring, cookie-cutter characters. Dumbass gimmick matches. Lame-ass feuds. And a boss, who thinks showing up for work one day out of the month is a quote unquote "tough week at the office".

While I've done made it clear. That I have no intentions on showing up every week. Much less every other week. I do however plan to "pop in" whenever you least expect it. Why? Because I've got the seniority to do so. That's why.

Allow me to reference my past, and play "Devil's Advocate" for a split second. If I hadn't been forced to retire from this very ring. There's not a doubt in my mind. That I be standing right here as the World Heavyweight Champion, and not that "Hollywood" wannabe Angel Fyre.

If I didn't have to retire? You wouldn't be treated to poor, incoherent lackluster talents like Graves. A man who focuses on gimmick matches and less on how much he absolutely sucks.

If I wasn't forced into retirement? Then you'd have more then two GOOD key talents around here. Those two men being? Ironically, the man who ended my career Double S. And for you idiots that STILL don't get it or grasp his name change. Its not Shia Storm. Hell, I'm not here every week and even I get that.

The other guy being Brent Starr. Who until recently. Found his way back to "PWNdozer" status that he should've been at since day #1. If it hadn't been for the whiners and complainers backstage who forced the man to dumb-down his character to a level of mediocrity that only this organization inhabits!

What I'm getting at here folks is real simple.

It was my understanding that this league was supposed to be "Innovative". Yet tell me, why are the fans, including myself, given the most boring and UN-Innovative product on the face of the planet?

It's a shame that guys like Double S & Brent Starr. Are not exactly what I'd call "two big fish in a small pond". But more like two big fish swimming in a small, lifeless fish bowl.

That it takes a guy, like myself. Who has retired from the business. To come back here. Even if it is just for one night only. Just to create a level of excitement and unpredictability that a place that is, and should still be "The New Blood" once offered."

Crowd reacts at a fever pitch high.

Genesis: "So if anyone, and I mean anyone back their feels differently. I don't give a rats ass if you're Chris Lionheart, Christian MoneyMaker or one of those lifeless fish swimming in a river of bullshit! Then why don't you come out here, and tell me right to my face how exactly WRONG I am!?"

Gen. lowers the microphone. Waiting to see if anyone or anybody, had the stones to come out and get in his face. Genesis was hellbent on stirring the pot and causing havoc within' the federation. With freedom to do what he wants as he pleases. He didn't care HOW MANY wrestlers came out. Whether it was just one guy, or many. He was ready to stand against the face of defiance and show them all that despite not being able to wrestle in the ring. On the microphone. In an arena. At any time, and at any place. He still had it in him to flip the switch and cause trouble.

[Alexander Kyros]

It doesn't take long in fact, its even one of those guys he spoke about. I Can't Wait, blares the speakers, as the words " i am sin" plays Leon makes his way out. He has in his hand a steel chair. The crowd boos mostly, as he walks to the ring.

It seems no one is afraid of him, or even see's him as more then a talentless hack. He seems conflicked, not sure if comeing out with help or not. Once to the ring he throws in the chair before sliding in. He pulls a mic from his kilt.

"You talk about me like you know me. You talk as if I am some simple little kid that doesn't know anything. Genesis, have no respect for me.. but I know you don't care.. Your ego won't allow you to respected anyone... You really don't respect Double S, you only say you do cause he beat you.... He took your dream away from you... Now your a bitter old fuck.."

He pauses...

"I am not a loser. I will not be disrespected... I am going to prove, I am not someone to be taken lightly, Oldtimer.

[evil]

Gen. shakes his head. Thinking that this kid simply doesn't "get it". He takes a few steps up to Graves. Then does the "You Can't See Me" style taunt to Graves' face. However, the reason behind this is not what you'd think. As Gen. afterwards lowers his hand.

Genesis: "No, I'm not trying to act like a white rapper. I'm checking your eye sight Graves. See, you happen to call me an "old timer". As if I'm some eighty year old man with no teeth and no hair. When you fail to realize. You're so blind to the truth. That you can't see the forest from the tree's, can you?

I'm only twenty seven you stupid moron. Which means, even though my career may have come to an end sooner then I'd like it to have been. In just seven short years. I've done more in this business then it takes wrestlers a LIFETIME to accomplish.

I won't sit here and read down the whole resume. If you wanna know how great I am. Look me up. You'll find the name Genesis next to the words "Legend" and "Xtraordinairy".

But you know, you're right on one thing green horn. I don't care about you. Why? Cause you've done absolutely nothing to show me why I should care about your worthless existence. Besides, hasn't the "God of War" taught you anything lately? Apparently not... oh, wait a minute! Yes he has! He has taught you how to job, and how to get one's ass kicked. Matter of fact. I hear you're a freakin' Houdini at that, aren't you Graves?

So why don't you pull a Houdini, and do me a favor. Disappear! You're a waste of my time. Come back when you've learned something. Like how to respect your superiors. Until then... I've got nothing more to say to you, street trash!"

Genesis turns his back on Graves. Much like the man has 'turned his back' on many in this business before him. Graves was right on one thing. Genesis was, and always has. Cared for himself. Lived on his strength, and pride alone. Those traits drove him to being the cold-hearted, ruthless warrior he has become.

Genesis: "As for Double S? Never been afraid of him. Was he the better man? On that night in October, he was. Is he better then me? No chance. Just because I give people there kudos. Doesn't mean that I give a damn about their existence. You should learn that, Graves. "Respect" is one thing. But giving a damn about your enemy? Learn to separate your emotional attachments. When you have no remorse, nor regret for the lives you hold in your hands. Then you'll know what the meaning of this business is all about. One thing I can say. When I was forced out of this ring. I left with my pride and honor intact. Something you should learn more about, you miserable circus clown!"

[Alexander Kyros]

The blood begins to boil in Graves. He really doesn't like being disrespected. He looks down and sees the chair he brought into the ring. He slowly reaches down and grabs ahold of it. He looks at the chair before, looking at that ego rich Genesis. He smiles as he grabs both legs of the chair and chrages at Genesis.

Once there he drives the chair into Gen skull. This knocks him down so, Graves takes and drives it into Gen back. A few more shots to the back and head area, Graves thinks he has done the job. He drops the chair, and speaks as he turns from Genesis.

"HOW do you like me now, "old timer.. is that something a clown would do... did I learn to respect the man who hung up the boots so early... the man who thinks the world of himself, but doesn't understand.... no one cares anymore....

[evil]

Gen. counters the chair shot after the 3rd swing. As he was able to flip over onto his back. Both men struggled for power over the chair. Until Genesis was able to get in a low blow, by driving his knee into the groin of Graves.

Afterwards, Gen. gets up to his feet. As Graves rolls around, holding himself in agony. Genesis tosses the chair aside. As he replies.

Genesis: "Stupid rookie. So quick to attack anybody with a weapon. Shows how WEAK you truly are. How can you expect to win a single match. When you can't even beat someone with a weapon? You're so pathetic for words. That your own mother outta be embarrassed for giving birth to you!"

Genesis grinned, with a heinous laugh that followed. As he picked Graves up to his feet. Gave the rook a stiff knee to the mid-section. With Graves bent over. Genesis grabs Graves, putting him a piledriver clutch position. He then locks the arms, and drives him down face first with the "Game Over!" (Pedigree).

After the impact. Genesis immediately scoops up Graves like common trash, then tosses him over the top rope to the arena floor. As Genesis gets back on the microphone.

Genesis: "Now... as I was saying earlier. If their is anybody in the back who wants to try and prove me wrong? Come out here and face me! However... don't be so stupid like this common housefly over their. Attacking me is futile. Is this really the "BEST" I:W has to offer me?? IS this how pathetic your league has become, Chris (Lionheart)??"

[evil]

Genesis: "Is everybody really that scared of me? So scared, that you send a no talent rookie down here to defend your company. Well, so be it then I guess. But to be fair. I'm gonna give you guys until the count of 10 to come out here and confront me. Oh by the way? I want some REAL talent. Not some 5-liner wannabe who can't speak, much less win a match.

Let the count down commence!"

Genesis lowers the microphone. As the crowd counts down with the titantron. As each number appears on the screen.

10.

9.

8.

7.

6.

5.

4.

3.

2.

Right before the count could reach "1". Somebody FINALLY has the balls to show up and confront the legendary TNB Original.

[colbydonnelly]

As Colby was hearing this from locker room as he just left the ring moments earlier he comes out for the second time tonight to greet the King of Controversy himself

Well holy shit it's you, you looked more steamed then a lobster right now..Just want you to chillax not out here to upset the man..the myth..the legend himself, but I will shake the revolutionists hand thou and say I've seen you work over the years worldwide.. To bad that you retired would've love to work with ya'z ..Taken this joint by storm ya know..

As Donnelly releases his hand from Genesis's he is about to make his leave..

Hmmm just had a thought... But I'll get back to ya on that big guy, and we'll chit chat over a few rounds at the nearby dive around here..

[evil]

Genesis: "Hell brother, I'll go ahead and join ya for a few drinks if you'd like? Better then wasting my time out here with a bunch of losers who want no part of me apparently. I swear, this company should've stayed buried five years ago. Now, its an abomination that I'm ashamed to even be associated with. So I tell ya what, "Megastar". You're on bro! See ya in a few."


Genesis follows Colby out of the arena to the backstage area. As he drops the microphone in pursuit after those final words. If people didn't have the balls to face him? So be it. He wasn't going to waste his time, nor the fan's either. He'd rather chill out and kick it with somebody who seems to at least give a shit like Colby. Then to try to call out somebody in the back for a much needed "rub", so to speak.

END