Nick Spoils, Armageddon, and Yamasaki Nakamura stand outside the arena before Assault. Ragnarok and Gehenna are both wearing their belts, and Nakamura is idly playing with some barbed wire.
NICK: Ladies and Gentlemen, please give it up for your 2-Time PWA Tag Team Champions, Armageddon! Yes, that's right, two-time champs. I hear that Damion Black and PWA are officially counting this as one reign, but you and I all heard him strip Armageddon of our titles, unfairly I might add. I have already been in contact with my laywers, and we are debating a lawsuit to that regard. But completely beyond that point, once again, Alpha Omega were left devastated within the ring, victims of Armageddon. Once again, my boys have proven themselves THE force to beat with the PWA. Once again, we have proven that no authority, no dirty trick, and no end around will distract or detract from our ultimate purpose of ultimate domination.
Nakamura has wandered off camera. Spoils looks in his direction for a moment, then obviously starts stretching his spiel out.
I don't care WHO it is in this company, any tag team out there will be defeated when they face us in the ring. Black may as well just engrave our names on these belts permanently, because they no longer belong to PWA, they belong to Armageddon. And when the time comes to face off against the Coldsnakes to defend the championship? Well, let's just say that they might want to ask about us buying them off, because that's their only hope of surviving.
Nakamura comes back into frame, holding a bicycle tire. With a quick movement, he pulls out a couple of the spokes, and then starts chewing them. Nick looks flustered for a moment, but comes back to himself quickly.
Now, on to the other matter at hand. Brian Fury. You may have noticed, son, that I had this guy go a little easy on you this time around. For old time's sake, you might say. I'm still fond of you, kid, and I just couldn't bring myself to allow Nakamura to go to town on you. But now that the match is over...well, I recommend you move on to someone else, because if you persist in direction, my ire will be raised, and I'll take the beast off his leash. Let me spell it out for you Fury, since I know you've taken a few shots to the head in your career. If you want to keep fighting, go fight someone else. Challenge Nakamura again, and your career may just be over.
Nakamura has finished with the spokes, and has started eating the rubber from the tire at this point. Nick just shakes his head and with a curt gesture, the four men start walking away. The camera follows them just long enough to come across a bicycle rack, where one bike can be seen with a broken lock, and a couple of crushed bolts lying on the ground.Statistics: Posted by Nick Spoils — Tue Jun 26, 2018 5:55 pm
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