Post by Trash on Feb 21, 2013 15:47:59 GMT -5
It's been a while since Sung Ho had decimated Trash in the main event, taking the Sanity Assassin's world title and most importantly a little bit of his pride. In the months following, as Trash nursed his injured arms and ribs, REW under the stern "leadership" of one Sara Stone continued it's downward slide to obscurity, trying to remain relevant with a fat white guy as champion and an internet meme as a challenger.
Not even Scotty Raven and his friends, T-Money, Freakula or Dreamkiller, REW's main stays, have been able to appear and revive REW's lifeline. Empty. Lifeless. Poshlike. Just some adjectives to describe Real Extreme Wrestling in February of 2013.
The last shackling remnants of activity have drifted away into some new enterprise, aptly named New Era Wrestling Alliance. Even Trash has stepped foot into that promised land, yet something nagged him in the back of his mind, something quite rotund and plump, something that makes him swear uncontrollably.
Trash : "FUCK!"
Says the Sanity Assassin as he enters the REW arena on a quest to find the man who damn near broke his arm and ribs in that sickening Kimura. In those darkened hallways, watching out of course, in case of "Dreamkiller", Trash walks intently to the ring.
Without music, special effects, or well, anything, since the arena is empty, Trash grabs the microphone and directs his eyes at the stage from which he had just come.
Trash : "Sung Ho. You might be here, at least that's what I heard, so I have decided to come and finish some unfinished business. If Sara Stone is here, pay attention, you might have a one match card on your hands.
Sung Ho, I am issuing a challenge. I am invoking my rematch clause. You and me, Real Extreme World Championship Title match. We might not get any fans, since the company is damn near bankrupt, but fighting in the aisles is only going to make our fight more interesting.
What do you say Sung?"
Sung Ho, I am issuing a challenge. I am invoking my rematch clause. You and me, Real Extreme World Championship Title match. We might not get any fans, since the company is damn near bankrupt, but fighting in the aisles is only going to make our fight more interesting.
What do you say Sung?"
And Trash immediately cautiously eyes the space around him, for he knows that he who calleth Sung Ho might be one sideth beat down at any point of time while violating any rule and all laws of physics and time continuity.
Is it gonna happen?
TBC by Sung Ho (or Sara Stone)
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