Post by the outliers on Feb 6, 2017 2:06:48 GMT
With the passing of the holiday season and the new year in full tilt, The Outliers rage forward on their self-appointed crusade - which has been and always will be - to enjoy the ride. Uninhibited and unapologetically every step of the way, implementing their handiwork or otherwise. Unfortunately, since electing a more selective approach to a contract signing, steady work as a unit has been harder to come by. Right now, for the violence enthusiasts pursuing their fast catching signature of crude cunning and brutality, Guerreros of Lucha is that destination. As it stands, they are the only wrestling promotion on the map to feature the duos rather.. unconventional beatings.
That doesn't mean The Outliers haven't found their openings..
Since Yippy Kai Yay MOTHERFUCKER they took it to Corrupt's territory in Chicago. Where alongside Rogan MacLean of UGWC, hosted and competed in the instant underground classic, newyear//zero. It was a fuckin' behemoth of a card and every fight that night was amazing, showcasing an array of highly skilled wrestlers from spots like WRPD, OWF, UGWC, and AWE. Inspired by being knee deep in such a mad amount of talent, the pair did not disappoint. Their contest ended when HE WHO CORRUPT's nailed his Disasterpeace: A gruesome ganso bomb.. outside of the arena.. on the cold concrete.
With the extra time on his hands Sawtooth decided it was time to reconnect with his MMA background and signed with Japan's leading Mixed Martial Arts organization, CGFC. He has yet to be defeated under the banner, picking up two victories and earning himself a number one contendership to the Glory Championship at Caged Glory 12: Gladiator's Empire.
Cut to: H e c h o en M e x i c o! Where The Outliers and Matt Acid will make one last attempt to acquire the elusive Trios Championships. The most thrilling division for the most prestigious crowns.
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THE L A B Y R I N T H
LOS ANGELES. CALIFORNIA
overlooking The Labyrinth it was evident final touches were being made. The warehouse was being decked out with all the latest promotional posters, the commentator table was being setup, and the ring apron adjusted. All for the big showdown. The camera catches Grin's back as he makes his way down the balcony bleachers, periodically looking back over his shoulder. Suddenly, the harsh noise of grinding metal dominates and HE WHO CORRUPTS barrels onto the scene, sticking a sick nose-grind down the entire rail. Popping out with precision HWC quickly turns back, pointing at the banister.
HWC: That was the same fucker I hit at Taco Tuesday. That's twice, now.
GRIN: Yeah, I'm actually surprised you didn't eat shit on that one, homie.
Corrupt's stomps the tail of his board, snatching it out of mid-air as it hurls up in front of him. He tosses it over his shoulder and the two head toward the ring.
HWC: Heard from Acid?
GRIN: Nah.. Could be busy on a hot sushi tip or he could turn up five minutes before showtime, you never know with him. He plays it a little more fast and loose than we usually tend to.
HWC: Right right.. Come to think of it, he's kinda been M.I.A since newyear//zero, no? All that heavy shit that went down with Devereaux and Spacecase's old lady?
GRIN: I don't know. Not good. We may have to hit that emergency switch.
HWC: Emergency switch or panic switch?
GRIN: Did I say panic? EMERGENCY switch.. I'm not panicking, are you?
HWC: What?!
GRIN: Exactly.. See, sometimes you don't make any fuckin' sense.
The Outliers go back and forth, shaking their heads at one another as they plop down on the ring apron for a respite. Sawooth leans back and stretches his arms out over the rope while Corrupts produces a loaded vaporizer from his pocket. He winks and shakes it in front of his partners face.
HWC: You wanna rip this while they run that right quick? We can cut our thing after that.
GRIN: Let's..
A flash of static and the montage begins. Showing in rapid succession, a compilation of various shots documenting the lengthy feud with The Everyday Heroes. The Halloween match that started it all, HWC being put through the ring, Jason Orion and Matt Acid grabbing the belts simultaneously. The maniacal Ladder Warfare match at Mucha Lucha, the mist, the box for shot challenge. The bloody Cero Miedo scrap, the shoulder wrapped barbwire Thumbsucker. Cherry revealing herself as an Elf to attack HWC in the Christmas Brawl.. A package created to show it for exactly what it was.. A pressure cooker waiting to be punctured.
Cutting back to glossy-eyed Outliers who have now positioned themselves behind the commentator table. HWC facetiously brushes his shirt off in an attempt to look the part, while Grin adjusts the mouth piece of his imaginary headset.
HWC: It's been real.. But, this shit has gone on long enough. You guys have held those fuckin' straps for almost a year now, and it's time to drop the godamn hammer. I'm gonna go 'head and blurt out what we've allll been thinkin'... All three of you are horrendous GOL representatives. This place is about fighting half-drunk, not half-dressed in your ma's aerobics gear. And I can't, in good conscience, allow it to go on any further. When we wrap up our clinic at Hecho, I want you to wait for it.. Everybody everywhere will be perpetually and constantly looking up, with a sense of loss and insecurity, with the vague stress of painful anticipations. NEW Trios Champions will be crowned.
GRIN: We know you.. Just the same as if the three of you were etched in our heads with a razor-sharp knife, scored in as deep as it could go. This one has to count, we realize this. We can also all admit.. There are lines the majority won’t cross. But I’m sure you can see where that leads, Heroes. It leaves an opportunity for guys like us to spiral.. and provide the people with what they crave, but won't openly admit.
Silence fell with the sickening speed of a guillotine
HWC: Time she's up.