Post by Diamond on Oct 19, 2021 18:14:31 GMT -5
"Heart of a Champion" by Hollywood Undead blasts through the arena signaling the arrival of Lee-Jin. The crowd cheers with anticipation as the lights dim except for searchlights that move around the arena to the music before all converging on the stage.
The lyrics kick in and out walks the Legacy Heavyweight Champion Jin Min-jun and the Rising Star Champion Jessie Lee. Jin crouches on one knee in front of Jessie who stands with her hands tugging on the inside of her studded leather vest allowing the crowd to get a good look at her Rising Star Championship. Jin meanwhile poses with his baseball bat on his shoulder and his chin resting on the thumb and index finger of his left hand.
Alara Miles: "Making their way to the ring... the Revolution One Rising Star Champion Jessie Lee... the Legendary Champion Jin Min-jun.... they are LEE-JIN!
Lee and Min-jun make their way to the ring, slapping hands with the fans. Jessie climbs the apron and Jin climbs up the turnbuckle behind her and both shout to the crowd.
LETS FUCKIN GOOOOOOOOOOO!
They two enter the ring and play up to the crowd raising their respective titles high before clinking them together like a gold-plated fist bump before going to the nearest ring hand in order to procure a pair of microphones. With a microphone in hand and smiles on their faces, the outlandish duo could only soak in the absolutely positive reaction from the live crowd that was in Madison Square Garden. Even so, someone had to soon break off the feel-good moment.
Jessie: New York! Tell your fave sheila just HOW GOOD it is to see the return of Tuesday Night Jin!
Crowd: SUPER GOOD!
Jessie: What?
Crowd: SUPER GOOD!
Jessie: What?
Crowd: SUPER! GOOD!
Jessie: You're bloody right it's super good! But ya know what? It's only gettin' better cause LeeJin is only just gettin' started an' ya can damn sure bet that there ain't gonna be any drongo bishes steppin' in our way! Cause we run this shit just like I'mma run through little Miss Kitty Dark in December for that SPLAT Multuniversal strap; y'all will be callin' me Jessie two straps soon!
The crowd starts to chant "Jessie Two Straps!" And the Rising Star Champ nods in approval with a huge smirk. They start to quiet down enough for the champs to continue.
Jin: But wait hold it down for a sec. See like my girl Jessie said… Tuesday Night Jin is back!! And he's here to to not only hype up my partner's eventual shiny new Multiuniversal Championship… nahh he's here to make it clear that… we may be seeing Jessie Two Straps and Jin 2 Win in Revo1 regardless of multiverses.
Jin's statement seems to intrigue and slightly confuse some of the crowd, but he soon answers their unasked question.
Jin: I think Lee-Jin proved without a shadow of a doubt that we are THE tag team in Legacy… in Sin… in ALL of Revo1. We ran through them Griffins. I think it's only a matter of time before we do the same to the Cowgirls from Mehhhh-ll. We gonna become Revo1s resident belt collectors.
Jessie: Boy, wouldn't THAT just ruffle all the feathers! I mean, there are some pretty narrowminded blokes in the back that think we ain't shit despite bein' the best damn pair of fighters in the entirety of Revo One. Like, jealousy is a powerful thing but damn dudes. Get the egos out of your hands an' do somethin' to prove us fuckin' wrong instead of whinin' an' cryin' like a bunch of spineless dopes. Hell, I'd even go as far as tellin' y'all to act more like the psychowhoits but honestly, nobody wants to see that. Hell, not even the psychowannabananas don't even want that; else ol' Ceri would be bustin' ass to hold onto the lovely third-place finish she was so bloody happy 'bout.
With a melodramatic and elaborate shrug, Jessie wore a snarky smile as she looked out at the New York crowd; who were laughing.
Jessie: Seriously, if you're gonna be content with third-place then at least act like you're damn proud of what ya managed to not succeed at instead of hidin' behind Khaos like some sort of quirky lil shadow goblin. Speakin' of which, can ya believe the nerve of the guy? Ol Kooty-Khaos musta forgot that I was the one sheila that managed to make him relent; stop the unstoppable; when I dropped him on the fuckin' empty dome of his. Fuck, I might have to jump past "Jessie two Strap" an' go along with Jinnie straight to strap collectin' here.
Continuing on with her melodrama, Jessie dramatically turned to the stage.
Jessie: Yo, Psychotonics, in case neither of have figured it out.......this is a call out an' this is where you're supposed to show up and get your butts verbally handed to ya face to face. So choppy choppy! At least one of you has something else to do tonight.
“Heaven” by Solence suddenly begins to play as Khaos and Cerise, the PsyKhotics, answer the call, both members stepping through the curtain and out onto the stage, neither to be in a very “fan-faring” mood at the moment. Damien allows the crowd to quiet down as he raises the microphone to his lips.
Damien: Well if it isn’t the “Lee-Jin of Doom”… look guys; I can come up with clever nicknames too!
Cerise: No, no, no… it’s “Lee-Jin of BOOM”… you know, because Jessie likes to shout “Boom” every time she punches someone in the face.
Damien: So is it the actual punch that knocks someone out? Or is it that whole Australian-stank breath she gets from eating that entire “shrimp off the barbie” thing…?
Cerise: Damien! You can’t call her a skank-breath! This is a family show!
Damien: Wait, I didn’t say skank…
Cerise: Anyway darlings, so happy to have you here on Sin. But you must be a bit confused, see… this is OUR show now. In case you two forgot, you two were sent packing over to Legacy because Kylie and Cecilia saw the writing on the wall. They knew that Maggie Lockheart would take her Remembrance win and challenge little Minnie-Jinnie there for that belt. And though I’m sure we can all agree that Maggie will be one hell-of-a-fine Champion, there’s just no comparison to my boy here and his 203-day title reign!
Mixed response from the crowd, which is heavily in support of the Brooklyn-Gun.
Damien: You two have been a tag team for what… all for a hot minute? And all of a sudden, after ONE tag team victory, you’re declaring yourself the best!? Cerise and I have been running this tag team division, or lack-thereof, since we got here. Even the Cowgirls from Hell had to hightail it over to Legacy because they knew that if they stuck around here, those belts were going to be around OUR waists.
Jin chuckles at Damien. He doesn't even look at Cerise as if she doesn't exist.
Jin: Let me make one thing very clear Khaos. Sin might be your show now. But I'm the man who put it on the map. There's a reason I was that number 1 draft pick. Your own brand didn't want you as much as they wanted me. And yeah you've had a long ass title reign, but Khaos remind me…. Who was it that beat you in a non-title match? You know the person who you conveniently avoided giving a title match to? Oh wait…. that was Jessie.
Jessie nods and smiles as the fans get behind LeeJin.
Jin: And Cerise. Right now you up here being the "one of these things is different than the others, one of these doesn't belong" of this conversation. Jessie and I brought our championships. Khaos brought his. I guess you just left yours at home right? But you don't need a title! No! You're Khaos' tag partner! See you and I would both sleep with Khaos… but unlike you… I wouldn't be doing it to stay relevant.
Damien: You two must clearly be stuck in the multiverse known as “delusion”. First, thinking that you’re the greatest tag team in this business. Second, for believing that having a championship belt is the ONLY thing that makes you relevant. Besides, while you two were running around chasing gold, boys, and Revo-mals, Cerise and I were busy cleansing this company of the Left Hand’s influence. You remember them, don’t you Jessie? The same people that cut your throat, left you bleeding out in that very ring, and – yet – you didn’t do a damn thing about it.
Cerise: That’s because they’re all talk, Damien. Jessie “beat you” because the Left Hand helped her. Jessie “beat Maggie” for the Horrorcore title because Jin helped her. Jin “beat XYZ” because Jessie helped him. Do you see a pattern forming here? You two are incapable of achieving anything on your own; all of your BIG victories in Revo are tainted by the fact that you needed the help of someone else to get the job done. Is that the type of Legacy you two want to leave behind? One that, in my eyes, makes you two the biggest BISHES here?
Having grown excessively tired of rolling her eyes every time either Cerise or Khaos spoke, the Aussie Assault machine stepped to the forefront and fixed her gaze upon Cerise. THe poor girl.
Jessie: Well, good thing you're eyes are glazed over ninety percent of the time cause clearly ya can't see just exactly how stupid you're soundin' right now. Cause guess what, sweetheart, me an' Jinnie already covered that particular topic of "But you need help waaaaaaah" literal ages ago when Magglestar an' XYZero tried to pull the same fuckin' trick. Guess what, both of 'em got their proverbial shit kicked in when LeeJin dropped reality bombs on the both of 'em. So, since ya ain't so good at comprehendin' things, n perhaps ya should go back to bein' Khaos' tool to manufacture matches or better yet just sit back and continue suckin' up oxygen like the waste of SIN roster space ya are. Cause thinkin' clearly ain't your strong point. So keep on talkin' clowny, just know that I ain't afraid to drop the BOOM and knock your block off. Who knows, maybe that empty skull of yours will be useful to some bloke in Alabama or maybe even Canada.
With eyes as piercing as daggers, Jessie directed her gaze to the proud Damian.
Jessie: Tell me, Carter, do ya want a gold fuckin' star for quote-unquote savin' Revo One from the Left Hand? Hm? Do ya want a big ol' medal for riddin' the place of a pack of mangy mutts that were already dying off? Well, I don't have anythin' for ya except a big ol' fuckin' reality check, ya delusional fuckin' clown. While you were "saving" us from a dying group for the last six months, I was busting my ass an' building thing company up. While you were lookin' like a bloody pile of dogshit in a war you cooked up, I was putting fires in bellies and makin' the Horrorcore strap THE strap to hold on Legacy. So the reality is, lil D, despite bein' a World Champion ya didn't do a damn thing. So I suggest that you take your failed attempts at snark an' back down like the good little dog ya are before I remind you just EXACTLY why you're ducking me harder than ya claim the Cowgirls are duckin' the Psychonobodies. Cause we BOTH know that your lame ass broody dark shtick doesn't work for shit against me. It'll only get you another hard dose of pure fuckin' LEEthality. Deadass.
Taking a step back, Jessie tossed the Rising Star Championship to the canvas before returning a focused and battle-ready gaze to the pair of PsyKhotics.
Jessie: SO unless you're plannin' on proving us wrong by kickin' our asses, I suggest ya tuck your tails between your legs and make for the back. Cause the LeeJin is always down for a fuckin' fight!
However, before the Madison Square Garden crowd was able to witness the unspoken promise of violence between the two teams, a throng of beefy-looking security detail quickly made their way from the back and into the ring. The fans boo and chant “Let Them Fight” as the guards do their best to keep the four individuals separated. Clearly under the guise of looking to protect the four high profile Revolution One investments from each other, the scene cuts to commercial with the two teams glaring at one another.
The lyrics kick in and out walks the Legacy Heavyweight Champion Jin Min-jun and the Rising Star Champion Jessie Lee. Jin crouches on one knee in front of Jessie who stands with her hands tugging on the inside of her studded leather vest allowing the crowd to get a good look at her Rising Star Championship. Jin meanwhile poses with his baseball bat on his shoulder and his chin resting on the thumb and index finger of his left hand.
Alara Miles: "Making their way to the ring... the Revolution One Rising Star Champion Jessie Lee... the Legendary Champion Jin Min-jun.... they are LEE-JIN!
Lee and Min-jun make their way to the ring, slapping hands with the fans. Jessie climbs the apron and Jin climbs up the turnbuckle behind her and both shout to the crowd.
LETS FUCKIN GOOOOOOOOOOO!
They two enter the ring and play up to the crowd raising their respective titles high before clinking them together like a gold-plated fist bump before going to the nearest ring hand in order to procure a pair of microphones. With a microphone in hand and smiles on their faces, the outlandish duo could only soak in the absolutely positive reaction from the live crowd that was in Madison Square Garden. Even so, someone had to soon break off the feel-good moment.
Jessie: New York! Tell your fave sheila just HOW GOOD it is to see the return of Tuesday Night Jin!
Crowd: SUPER GOOD!
Jessie: What?
Crowd: SUPER GOOD!
Jessie: What?
Crowd: SUPER! GOOD!
Jessie: You're bloody right it's super good! But ya know what? It's only gettin' better cause LeeJin is only just gettin' started an' ya can damn sure bet that there ain't gonna be any drongo bishes steppin' in our way! Cause we run this shit just like I'mma run through little Miss Kitty Dark in December for that SPLAT Multuniversal strap; y'all will be callin' me Jessie two straps soon!
The crowd starts to chant "Jessie Two Straps!" And the Rising Star Champ nods in approval with a huge smirk. They start to quiet down enough for the champs to continue.
Jin: But wait hold it down for a sec. See like my girl Jessie said… Tuesday Night Jin is back!! And he's here to to not only hype up my partner's eventual shiny new Multiuniversal Championship… nahh he's here to make it clear that… we may be seeing Jessie Two Straps and Jin 2 Win in Revo1 regardless of multiverses.
Jin's statement seems to intrigue and slightly confuse some of the crowd, but he soon answers their unasked question.
Jin: I think Lee-Jin proved without a shadow of a doubt that we are THE tag team in Legacy… in Sin… in ALL of Revo1. We ran through them Griffins. I think it's only a matter of time before we do the same to the Cowgirls from Mehhhh-ll. We gonna become Revo1s resident belt collectors.
Jessie: Boy, wouldn't THAT just ruffle all the feathers! I mean, there are some pretty narrowminded blokes in the back that think we ain't shit despite bein' the best damn pair of fighters in the entirety of Revo One. Like, jealousy is a powerful thing but damn dudes. Get the egos out of your hands an' do somethin' to prove us fuckin' wrong instead of whinin' an' cryin' like a bunch of spineless dopes. Hell, I'd even go as far as tellin' y'all to act more like the psychowhoits but honestly, nobody wants to see that. Hell, not even the psychowannabananas don't even want that; else ol' Ceri would be bustin' ass to hold onto the lovely third-place finish she was so bloody happy 'bout.
With a melodramatic and elaborate shrug, Jessie wore a snarky smile as she looked out at the New York crowd; who were laughing.
Jessie: Seriously, if you're gonna be content with third-place then at least act like you're damn proud of what ya managed to not succeed at instead of hidin' behind Khaos like some sort of quirky lil shadow goblin. Speakin' of which, can ya believe the nerve of the guy? Ol Kooty-Khaos musta forgot that I was the one sheila that managed to make him relent; stop the unstoppable; when I dropped him on the fuckin' empty dome of his. Fuck, I might have to jump past "Jessie two Strap" an' go along with Jinnie straight to strap collectin' here.
Continuing on with her melodrama, Jessie dramatically turned to the stage.
Jessie: Yo, Psychotonics, in case neither of have figured it out.......this is a call out an' this is where you're supposed to show up and get your butts verbally handed to ya face to face. So choppy choppy! At least one of you has something else to do tonight.
“Heaven” by Solence suddenly begins to play as Khaos and Cerise, the PsyKhotics, answer the call, both members stepping through the curtain and out onto the stage, neither to be in a very “fan-faring” mood at the moment. Damien allows the crowd to quiet down as he raises the microphone to his lips.
Damien: Well if it isn’t the “Lee-Jin of Doom”… look guys; I can come up with clever nicknames too!
Cerise: No, no, no… it’s “Lee-Jin of BOOM”… you know, because Jessie likes to shout “Boom” every time she punches someone in the face.
Damien: So is it the actual punch that knocks someone out? Or is it that whole Australian-stank breath she gets from eating that entire “shrimp off the barbie” thing…?
Cerise: Damien! You can’t call her a skank-breath! This is a family show!
Damien: Wait, I didn’t say skank…
Cerise: Anyway darlings, so happy to have you here on Sin. But you must be a bit confused, see… this is OUR show now. In case you two forgot, you two were sent packing over to Legacy because Kylie and Cecilia saw the writing on the wall. They knew that Maggie Lockheart would take her Remembrance win and challenge little Minnie-Jinnie there for that belt. And though I’m sure we can all agree that Maggie will be one hell-of-a-fine Champion, there’s just no comparison to my boy here and his 203-day title reign!
Mixed response from the crowd, which is heavily in support of the Brooklyn-Gun.
Damien: You two have been a tag team for what… all for a hot minute? And all of a sudden, after ONE tag team victory, you’re declaring yourself the best!? Cerise and I have been running this tag team division, or lack-thereof, since we got here. Even the Cowgirls from Hell had to hightail it over to Legacy because they knew that if they stuck around here, those belts were going to be around OUR waists.
Jin chuckles at Damien. He doesn't even look at Cerise as if she doesn't exist.
Jin: Let me make one thing very clear Khaos. Sin might be your show now. But I'm the man who put it on the map. There's a reason I was that number 1 draft pick. Your own brand didn't want you as much as they wanted me. And yeah you've had a long ass title reign, but Khaos remind me…. Who was it that beat you in a non-title match? You know the person who you conveniently avoided giving a title match to? Oh wait…. that was Jessie.
Jessie nods and smiles as the fans get behind LeeJin.
Jin: And Cerise. Right now you up here being the "one of these things is different than the others, one of these doesn't belong" of this conversation. Jessie and I brought our championships. Khaos brought his. I guess you just left yours at home right? But you don't need a title! No! You're Khaos' tag partner! See you and I would both sleep with Khaos… but unlike you… I wouldn't be doing it to stay relevant.
Damien: You two must clearly be stuck in the multiverse known as “delusion”. First, thinking that you’re the greatest tag team in this business. Second, for believing that having a championship belt is the ONLY thing that makes you relevant. Besides, while you two were running around chasing gold, boys, and Revo-mals, Cerise and I were busy cleansing this company of the Left Hand’s influence. You remember them, don’t you Jessie? The same people that cut your throat, left you bleeding out in that very ring, and – yet – you didn’t do a damn thing about it.
Cerise: That’s because they’re all talk, Damien. Jessie “beat you” because the Left Hand helped her. Jessie “beat Maggie” for the Horrorcore title because Jin helped her. Jin “beat XYZ” because Jessie helped him. Do you see a pattern forming here? You two are incapable of achieving anything on your own; all of your BIG victories in Revo are tainted by the fact that you needed the help of someone else to get the job done. Is that the type of Legacy you two want to leave behind? One that, in my eyes, makes you two the biggest BISHES here?
Having grown excessively tired of rolling her eyes every time either Cerise or Khaos spoke, the Aussie Assault machine stepped to the forefront and fixed her gaze upon Cerise. THe poor girl.
Jessie: Well, good thing you're eyes are glazed over ninety percent of the time cause clearly ya can't see just exactly how stupid you're soundin' right now. Cause guess what, sweetheart, me an' Jinnie already covered that particular topic of "But you need help waaaaaaah" literal ages ago when Magglestar an' XYZero tried to pull the same fuckin' trick. Guess what, both of 'em got their proverbial shit kicked in when LeeJin dropped reality bombs on the both of 'em. So, since ya ain't so good at comprehendin' things, n perhaps ya should go back to bein' Khaos' tool to manufacture matches or better yet just sit back and continue suckin' up oxygen like the waste of SIN roster space ya are. Cause thinkin' clearly ain't your strong point. So keep on talkin' clowny, just know that I ain't afraid to drop the BOOM and knock your block off. Who knows, maybe that empty skull of yours will be useful to some bloke in Alabama or maybe even Canada.
With eyes as piercing as daggers, Jessie directed her gaze to the proud Damian.
Jessie: Tell me, Carter, do ya want a gold fuckin' star for quote-unquote savin' Revo One from the Left Hand? Hm? Do ya want a big ol' medal for riddin' the place of a pack of mangy mutts that were already dying off? Well, I don't have anythin' for ya except a big ol' fuckin' reality check, ya delusional fuckin' clown. While you were "saving" us from a dying group for the last six months, I was busting my ass an' building thing company up. While you were lookin' like a bloody pile of dogshit in a war you cooked up, I was putting fires in bellies and makin' the Horrorcore strap THE strap to hold on Legacy. So the reality is, lil D, despite bein' a World Champion ya didn't do a damn thing. So I suggest that you take your failed attempts at snark an' back down like the good little dog ya are before I remind you just EXACTLY why you're ducking me harder than ya claim the Cowgirls are duckin' the Psychonobodies. Cause we BOTH know that your lame ass broody dark shtick doesn't work for shit against me. It'll only get you another hard dose of pure fuckin' LEEthality. Deadass.
Taking a step back, Jessie tossed the Rising Star Championship to the canvas before returning a focused and battle-ready gaze to the pair of PsyKhotics.
Jessie: SO unless you're plannin' on proving us wrong by kickin' our asses, I suggest ya tuck your tails between your legs and make for the back. Cause the LeeJin is always down for a fuckin' fight!
However, before the Madison Square Garden crowd was able to witness the unspoken promise of violence between the two teams, a throng of beefy-looking security detail quickly made their way from the back and into the ring. The fans boo and chant “Let Them Fight” as the guards do their best to keep the four individuals separated. Clearly under the guise of looking to protect the four high profile Revolution One investments from each other, the scene cuts to commercial with the two teams glaring at one another.