Post by Jesse Styles on May 12, 2013 17:37:14 GMT -6
Pathos of Dixie
Jill Matthews: Hello everyone and welcome to Ignite 155! After last week's carnage at the main event where many wrestlers are taking some time off...what will be the true fallout from it all, plus Bobby Backdoor's growing even stronger...but he has to go one on one with the monsterous Hazard.
Vince Walters: The Styles Mafia won the main event, and I know damn well that they'll come in and sweep through every match they have even if I'm starting to grow fond of Mr. Backdo---
Walters is interrupted by the dimming of the lights and the starts of 'Gehenna'. The Southern fans aren't overly pleased by this and begin a healthy chorus of boos for the man that begins to emerge from the curtain...the black suit and mask wearing Seth Iser. After taking a couple of steps onto the stage...the music immediately stops and a scowl is already on his face.
As Seth reaches the ramp 'The God That Failed' by Metallica plays and the boos from the Southern fans continue as Father Nathan steps out onto the stage..
Jill Matthews: Oh great...we have to listen to TWO people from UnStable right away? What ever happened to a peaceful start to the show?
Vince Walters: I'd suggest you better listen to them sugar tits. Nathan's pissed off...and you don't know what's even going on behind Iser's mask.
The two members finally begin to walk down the stage with a couple people on the front row taking swings at both men over the rail. One actually connects with Iser on his right arm and he immediately turns toward the fan, shows him the tag belt before spitting at his face before the guy has to be dragged away by security.
Nathan, to emphasize how pissed he is, takes a glancing blow on the arm and turns, nailing the fan with a right cross, knocking the fan down before calling for security to drag the unfortunate fan away
Jill Matthews: What a real class act both men are in trying to rob fans from seeing this entire show. I've always known Iser was a son of a bitch, but I never thought Father Nathan would turn out to be even worse.
Vince Walters: Language, woman. That's not good for our sponsors Jesse's trying to line up.
Jill Matthews: Who really gives a damn when you have two pariahs like Nathan and Iser 'gracing' us here right now?
Nathan glances over at the announce desk, narrowing his eyes as he waits for Seth to speak, glaring right at Jill
Iser, for his part, immediately walks right toward the announce table, not taking his eyes off of Jill before he finally grabs the microphone nearby.
IIser: Your opinion...Jill...is completely irrelevant. The only good thing you ever did was give the economy a discount by charging a client two bucks for your own ass...now shut up.
Immediately, the fans are up in arms with a loud chorus of boos as Iser finally decides to step into the ring with that glare still on his face.
Nathan also rolls into the ring, looking out over the crowd, studying them..
Iser: Do we have your attention now?
Nathan grins, as the boos pick up and can be seen mouthing to Iser "Aye, it'd seem so."
Iser: Good. Because listen closely because the two of us...aren't in the best of moods already. Last week...when I heard that we had to come to the heart of hypocrisy here in Charlotte...I've noticed a ton of things that has bothered me about society and what you people have done more than anywhere else.
Iser's face noticeably darkens as he leans over the top rope and begins pointing out some people in the audience.
Iser: You people, more so than anyone else, I hold responsible for the end of my mentor's career because it was here when we had one of our last car-rides where he got hooked back on the soft drug known as pot. Then, like the leeches you are, fed off of that by pulling us over...feeding off of our money because you people working in your little churches obviously don't make enough for the government...and then to top it all off, you helped get him released and it was the road to his retirement because you asked too much and killed the man I once knew.
From the boos that begin to grow even louder, which is only interrupted by a profane 'Fuck Unstable' chant in the middle, Iser just mouths 'Typical' away from the microphone, growing even more infuriated.
Nathan nods, looking out over the crowd, shaking his head, seemingly growing angrier himself.
Iser: You made the same mistake with one of the toughest sons a bitches I've ever been opposite a ring of in my life in Father Nathan here and now that he realizes what you people are...you hate him for it...but it bothers you even more that this bullshit you think all of us here are spouting is the truth...and since we're on the topic of truth...I'll grant you a truth.
A sadistic grin finally comes across Iser's face as that chilling laughter that's become infamous with him...just comes out, noticeably creeping out some of the younger members of the audience.
Iser: The ideologies that people like Cross want you to believe...that you've instilled in Roger...and hell...you've even put in Drake Blake...are nothing but a bunch of false ideas and propaganda. The truth here is in this area...you slander someone just on another's skin color. Hell, you greedy loving bastards OWNED people of color as your own SLAVES for MANY generations and you entitled bastards, just like my own father, still believe that you should. How dare each and everyone of you preach that as the truth and fact.
The crowd, even more disgusted at this point, begin a loud chorus of 'Die Iser Die'. This causes Iser to pause for a second, almost like he's enjoying the chant, before he continues.
Iser: You already lost one war...when society passed you by and my state abandoned your asinine Confederacy...and you'll lose this even bigger war when you find out everything you all live is a lie...but if you don't believe me...let someone who used to fight for you speak on these matters from a different perspective. And before you boo him like you booed me...just remember...you'll embrace us as heros too late once you realize that what we're speaking is the truth.
Nathan takes the mic and looks over the booing crowd before walking to the ropes, leaning against them casually and looking from the crowd to Jill, back to the crowd.
Iser emphasizes the point by giving the middle finger right toward the announce table but showing no respect by not even facing them when doing so.
Father Nathan: Heh.. we're the bad guys, huh? Let me ask ya somethin' Jill. Lemme ask all these inbred, idiotic, genetic defectives somethin' Does a 'good guy' break into the hotel room of an 18 year old girl, and dump ticks into her travel bag? Huh? You all might notice my disciple Trinity is not here. She has Lyme Disease. Because Xandor Cross or one of his mindless drones decided to create another 'plague' to punish me. Thuggish tactics from narrow minded people. Is that 'Heoric' now?
Jill Matthews ....
Vince Walters: Not much to say now, huh?
Jill Matthews: ....these guys are pricks.
Nathan paces back and forth, the boos seeming to fuel his anger..
While he does that, Iser's glaring coldly toward the audience to fuel the booing even further.
Father Nathan: Hypocrites. Are you even aware .. You know what? Its not even worth it. I can point out how your so called religion is B.S. but you people won't listen. Suffice to say... if you all take your bibles so seriously... you have broken the 1st Commandment as there is only one Church. But you don't care.. As long as your half assed preacher men, false prophets can bilk you of your money while preaching intolerance, hatred, bigotry and racism....you brainless nitwits are just happy, aren't you?
The boo birds are out in full force after that before now they get on Father Nathan's case specifically by chanting 'Fuck you Nathan' repeatedly.
Nathan smirks, looking over the crowd, enjoying the reaction
Father Nathan: Truth hurts, doesn't it? Unstable will have to teach you all one more lesson... You know... I always hear the question ‘Why Nathan why?’ Everyone claims to know the answer but no one ever asks ME directly. And, I must say, the theories as to why I ‘turned’ on you pack of ingrates and hypocrites is about as wrong your fuckin’ evangelical ‘preachers’ tryin’ to interpret the Bible. But then... when you don’t have any REAL Religious teaching... it’s really just the blind leading the blind, isn’t it?
The booing reaches almost a crescendo as a few fans try to jump the guardrail and are held back by security. For their part, Nathan and Iser egg the fans on, taking up fighting stances and shouting insults back to the fans.
Jill Matthews: What the hell? They going to start taking people’s lunch money now too?
Vince Walters: You should keep that mouth closed. Iser and Nathan are not in the mood for B.S.
Finally, Nathan stands up straight and shakes his head, bringing the mic up to his mouth and continues speaking.
Father Nathan: But, I digress. The reason I turned my back on you genetic defectives. Look at what you take from people. Kronin. The man is a friend of mine. Look at what he’s lost fighting for you ungrateful sods. I beat Seth so bad, he couldn’t see out of one eye. He nearly killed me. Was that enough for you all? No. Nearly being hung from the tron, fighting until I had to be removed on a God Damned stretcher wasn’t enough for you. No. You booed. You forgot about me and you went looking for the next gullible fool to fight your battles for you.
Iser just glares menacingly at the crowd and the camera while Nathan continues to speak.
Father Nathan: I hope Xandor Cross, Alexis and the rest of you sadistic, hypocritical jackasses enjoy what will come. Cross... you tried to intimidate me by attacking an associate of mine. I will return the favor and Alexis will pay for YOUR sins!
Iser mouths 'God help you all' coldly.
Jill Matthews: Threatening a woman? Classy.
Vince Walters: Least Alexis is a wrestler, while Cross is attacking a bystander.
Nathan seems to be done but then stops and pauses, turning back to the crowd.
Father Nathan: But you all wanna prove us wrong? Is there a hero out there that thinks they can handle this? Some lazy bastard out there that thinks what we do is easy? Well then, we in UnStable are going to give you the chance of a lifetime! We’re willing to train any and all comers. If you make it through every training session... and are still standing at the end... we will do all we can to get into New Edge Wrestling. Valora can also use her connections to set you up in Mexico, Seth can set you up in Japan, and I can set you up in Ireland and the U.K. Up to you. Lets see how many of you are willing to risk your OWN bodies. Willing to bleed to stop us ‘bad guys’? Well... get off the bloody couch and take your shot.
Iser lets out a sadistic grin as the audience boos. Nathan hands Iser the microphone for one final sentence as the audience is at a fever pitch.
Iser: As for tonight…Alexis and Cross get a sample of UnStable’s rage…and Dixie dies tonight…and the blood isn’t in our hands…it’s your fault. Remember that cold truth. It’s your fault we allow a new form of slavery. It’s your fault that you created the civil war based off of old slavery and then you lazy bastards starved yourselves out…and ‘Sick’ Drake Blake and The Sickness…will get the worst ass kicking of his life. Worse than his X-Core match or at World War X…and it’s ALL your fault. Remember that.
As the Unstable duo raise their arms gathering a major amount of boos from the audience, the ring begins to be littered with beer bottles and other wrappers.
Jill Matthews: What a couple of pricks.
Vince Walters: I know Jesse doesn’t like Unstable but at least he has to be happy about the extra boost in concession stands now!
Jill Matthews: Get the camera off these two. Go to break…do something…anything!
As the ring gets littered with more trash…and the two are just posing in it, enjoying it all…Showtime finally decides it’s time to cut out to advertise their upcoming Summer lineup.