New Years Ball Drop Match: Cane v Chaos

[TheOriginalSE]

All RP for the New Years Ball Drop match between TREVOR CANE and CHAOS at RAUCOUS should be done in this folder. Any RP posted outside of the folder will not count.

* A large replica of the Times Square New Years Eve Ball hangs above the ring. The winner of the match must use the ladder to climb up, cut the rope holding the ball, and cause it to fall on his opponent in the ring.

The RP deadline is 4:59pm PST on SUNDAY, December 31st. Angles should be sent to secandido@san.rr.com ..

 

[TrevorCane]

A New Era

{the scene opens with trevor cane sitting at a television monitor watching the end of the pcx match at RAPTURE. he expresses no emotion, not even when his interference occurs, causing chaos to lose the title.}

the messenger

"it must be difficult, chaos, to watch like i have been watching, the end of rapture. you must truly be a man full of hatred. to come up each and every week with newer, and more brutal, ways to harass your opponent's in a pcx title match. it pained me to watch as your ego and your hatred took full control of new's television programming. i knew that if there was one thing i could do to stop your downward spiral into total hell, it would be to take that title away from you. it wasn't my intention on helping mwg win the title at all. you could have been wrestling a moose. i sat there, listening as the fans cheered. i listened as you and your opponent cried out in pain. i honestly hoped you would not come near my hiding place. i put myself in harm's way to help you, chaos. to show you the light."

{cane turns the television off. he pushes the chair back and gets to his feet. after taking the tape from the vcr that he ejected, he tosses it into the trash can.}

the messenger

"now you're a man again. albeit, probably still one wretched with anger. this raucous you have an opportunity to get even with me. new decided that it was going to be festive this holiday season and do it at our expense. a new year's ball drop match, huh? sounds like it is right up your alley."

{cane stops short and glances at the camera, his eyes squinting ever so mockingly.}

the messenger

"but then again, the matches against tact and mwg were both right up your alley, too. all that glory that you received in the tournament there seems to have eroded quickly. my how the mighty fall. that could be your new motto. because at raucous, you'll watch once more the step taken backwards in this company. your dreams and everything you have worked to create will fall to the ground with the new year's ball when i cut the rope and release it. the respect that you've gained within our community from the torture that you've put your body through ever since the tlc match where you won the title will crash when the new year's ball hits your body, breaking into a thousand different pieces."

{cane looks down at the ground.}

the messenger

"but look at me wander aimlessly. here i am, chastising your for your lacking manners, and i myself am falling guilty of the same vice. but i don't harbor anger, chaos. that is one of the biggest differences between us, yes? I am free from the general malaise that plagues lesser men. I do not worry about pride. i do not worry about outdoing myself every week."

{his head rolls around as he cracks his neck.}

the messenger

"there's a roadblock coming up ahead, chaos. a giant one. let us be restassured that on raucous, the new year's ball drop match, will be a match where you look to redeem yourself. not only in the fan's eyes, not only to feed your ego once more. but this time to repent. repent and give thanks to all that you've had, and all the pain you've missed out on. i'm not talking about the physical pain. but the emotional. the emotional pain stings the most, doesn't it? winning is great, for sure. but it can only mask that pain. on rapture i made sure you had the opportunity to experience the emotional consequences of your actions. this is the time to think to the future, chaos. to a new era. to a new chaos."

{cane walks over to the trash can and picks up the tape he tossed in.}

the messenger

"let's hope you've learned the lesson."

 

[Devil666]

OORP: Would ahve posted this sooner, but I've been sick for the past few days and still feel kinda crappy, I'm not at my RPing best

{{{The camera opens upon a relaxed, even calm Chaos. He sits in front a New Era banner, his arm still heavily bandaged from previous matches; there is little light except from the camera and a flickering monitor. Chaos places his large palm over the monitor and turn it towards the camera. On the screen Trevor Cane screams in pain holding his face prior to his match on a February Raucous. Chaos stares at the image with a wide smile upon his face. He snaps his fingers and the lights come on.}}}

Chaos: Ah Trevor, up until my last title defense I had almost forgot about that night. I had almost forgot about the night I threw fire in your face and left you there crying on the locker room floor. See Trevor you stuck your nose in my business once before you got severely burned for it. Well you've done it again. Once more you've taken it upon yourself to stick your nose in my business. Why? Was it really to send me a message? Were you just bored or after ten months did it finally dawn on you just who lit your ass up that night?

---{{{He smiles and laughs loudly. A proud look in his face}}}---

Chaos: Well it was me Trevor. I did that too you. Sure I denied it when Laroque asked me, but...

---{{{He grins and tries holding back a guilty laugh}}}---

Chaos: I LIED!!!! I did that to you Trevor and I did it to send you a message. Previously in a locker room you took the chance to take a cheap shot at both me and John Doe. You cost me a match that night, not a title match, but a match. This is what you do Trevor. Your a coward...you don't have a message...you just have a motive. Yet all it seems to do is get you in trouble. Ten months ago it got your faced burned and it cost you a chance at the PCX Title that night. And why did that happen? Because you didn't understand the man you were dealing with.

---{{{He waves the camera closer and points to his chest}}}---

Chaos: You didn't understand me then and you don't now. I'm not a man full of Hatred. I'm not driven by some evil design to destroy myself and my opponents. What you clearly don’t understand is that the reason I put myself and my body through all of this....well it's because I enjoy it. I enjoy the pain I can put a man through. I like hearing my opponent cry out when his flesh is torn and his body is broken. I enjoy the sheer look of relief on his face when that bell rings and the match is finally over. Hell Trevor, I even enjoy the thrill I get at seeing my own blood spilled. Why...I can't put it into words Trevor...I really can't. It's just a strange feeling it get inside me. It doesn't come from Hatred though Trevor...no it's the exact opposite....I get a great amount of enjoyment out of it all.

---{{{The camera pans back and Chaos stares coldly at the camera}}}---

Chaos: However I don't think you feel the same way. Here I am all these months later, puttong the title on the line month after, month and where were you? You could have taken a shot at me anytime. What took you so long to send me a Message Trevor? Were you just waiting for the right moment or just trying to not put yourself in harms why? Because despite saying those exact words you did the very opposite. You hide like a small child. You jumped into your toy box like a kid a Christmas who just needs to play with something new until he gets his presents. And then you waited and took me by surprise. Yes Trevor for that night you cost me the PCX Title, but am I angry about it...

---{{{He pauses for a moment in thought and then shakes his head}}}---

Chaos: No I'm not Trevor. Why because I'm used to it. You think you’re somehow special? You think you’re the first man who has cheated me out of a title. Been too much of a coward to fight me on his own. No...From Suicide to Jean Rabesque....hell even little unknown John Doe himself. They all have taken shortcuts when it's come to facing me. Even Larry Tact took a cowards way out and ditched the Dupree Cup in order to rest for our encounter. I don't get angry about this...not anymore Trevor. Why? Because it's the nature of the business. Men will always be greedy and men will always be cowardly. When it comes o dealing with me...the seven foot monster blocking there way...most take the easy way out. I don't blame you Trevor for doing the same....I just hope you don't hold a grudge at me

---{{{He takes a step forward and stares directly into the camera}}}---

Chaos: You see you don't have my anger Trevor, but you do have my attention. If you think I'm going to let New Era decide the terms of my match with you...well your sadly mistaken. Ten months ago I wasn't supposed to set you on fire, but out of sheer joy I did. Well come bell time you can bet I'm going to do more then just drop a ball on you.

---{{{He shakes his head in disagreement}}}---

Chaos: No Trevor...you wanted to show me the light. Well I'm going to do that to you literally. Don't worry about that ball dropping on you Trevor...that's the least of your worries. No come Raucous...I'm going to show you what white hot blinding light truly feels like and it won't be from my anger Trevor. No...When I deliver the light upon you...it will be a great source of love and pleasure...straight from my heart

---{{{He places his palm on the monitor and again shows Cane laying on the floor in pain}}}---

Chaos: Last time you got burned in the fire of Chaos, this time....I promise you Trevor, when I tell you I'm going to show you the light....I MEAN IT!!! Keep this in mind
You’re the one who didn't learn his lesson...THIS TIME YOU WILL!!!

---{{{Again he points to the monitor and Cane laying there in pain}}}---

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[Devil666]

Happy New Year!!!

{{{It’s a busy night in the Double Down Saloon as a private party for friends, family and some very lucky NEW ERA fans wages on. It's nearly midnight and on several of the bar's big screens the countdown to New Years is going on. The crowd is raucous, as beer flows wild and hot wings get passed out by the tray full. The Tall figure of Chaos stands before the crowd and with a wave of his hand he brings them to silence---}}}

Chaos: You know Trevor Cane, I must question if you really knew what you were getting into when you promised to show me the light.

---{{{The rooms echoes with laughter, but Chaos hushes them again---}}}

Chaos: You see...I take things a little more literally then you Trevor. I hold a man to his word, and in return since I know...very well any message you might have for me won’t really matter in the end. Then I only feel it's my duty to shine the light on you. I've been thinking as one year ends and another begins just what special surprise I could give the fans of New Era. After all you were right about one thing...I do like pushing the limits.

---{{{There’s another round of laughter and shouts, but soon the bar grows quiet again---}}}

Chaos: Yet it's almost a new year Trevor. It's time for me to make a resolution. I set some goals as well for the next year to come. I can tell you one of them...it will be to get a rematch with MWG...AND TO WIN MY TITLE BACK!!!!

---{{{The crowd roars with excitement and several chants of his name, but the big man waves them quiet once more---}}}

Chaos: And once I've done that I got a special match...a very...very special match I want to bring to America for the very first time.

---{{{He pauses and the room grows quiet as they hang on his every word---}}}

Chaos: Yet Trevor...my NUMBER ONE....MY TOP PRIOTY FOR THEY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!! Is....

---{{{He points his finger directly at the camera---}}}

Chaos: .....BEATING THE HELL OUT OF YOU!!!!

---{{{again the crowd cheers loudly---}}}

Chaos: After all Trevor this might have been something you started, but I damn sure plan on finishing it. Because as I've said Trevor...I don't play by the rules. I got something up my sleeve...I've got strings to pull and some very small fine print that even LaRoque and Marceau probably are not aware of. Yet that's secondary to you Trevor. No...Don’t you think for a second I'm looking over or even past you, because I'm not. In fact...I'm deeply concerned about you and it brings questions to my mind.

---{{{He takes a step forward and stares ahead---}}}

Chaos: Because at Raucous Trevor...don't worry about the ball dropping....hell that should be the last thing on your mind. Much like it will be the last thing you see in that match, but long before that we're going to answer one other question and it's not when the ball will drop and on who?

---{{{He pauses and a broad smile crosses his face---}}}

Chaos: But if in a wild and crazy match with a man like me....if either one of yours has.

---{{{The room explodes into laughter---}}}

Chaos: Yes Trevor, I know...I do talk tough with a bunch of people who echo whatever I say, but here's the really s**tty part of it for you. Every thing I just said is going to come true.

---{{{He pauses and looks at the bartender---}}}

Chaos: Stone...BEER ME!!!

---{{{The big burly biker rolls a beer down the long oak bar at him, Chaos catches it on the fly and raises it high.

Chaos: I hope you have a good New Year's Eve...TREVOR CANE...because the outlook for 2007 doesn't seem very bright...at least not in your eyes

---{{{He laughs loudly and raises his beer in the air and the rest of the room follows along---}}}

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

 

[Devil666]

Show you the light

{{{The camera opens backstage a Raucous. Chaos stands with a big smile on his face and eagerly rubs his hands together}}}

Chaos: I hope your ready Trevor. I hope you really and truly fully understand just what you’re getting yourself into. Did you ask John Doe? Did you ask Larry Tact…did you ask anyone who has crossed my path in the last few years about me?

---{{{He cocks his head}}}---

Chaos: did you? Because if…IF you had they would have told you that win or lose it was the toughest battle of their life. You don’t realize it yet Trevor, but they call me Seven – Foot Extreme for a reason. It’s not a name I gave myself

---{{{He chuckles to himself}}}---

Chaos: it’s not “The Messenger”…no it’s a name I earned from my blood, sweat and opponents tears. I hurt people Trevor…I hurt people as I hurt myself and I lay my head don the pillow at night and sleep soundly. Well tonight when this is over…when your laying there…dosed on pain killers and trying to sleep through the ache in your body…remember this?

---{{{He leans forward and smiles}}}---

Chaos: You wanted this Trevor…you wanted to try and send me a message…show me the light was your exact words…well tonight it’s literally going to blow-up in your face. Mark my words Trevor, because unlike you…I MEAN what I say. Tonight Trevor…I’m going to show you the light in the realm of New Era wrestling.

---{{{He laughs loudly}}}---

Chaos: It might be the very last thing you see in your career

---{{{He continues to laugh, turns his back and walks away}}}---

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