Post by Deleted on Jun 2, 2017 12:14:18 GMT -5
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The court of King Matthew Shields was abuzz today. All the torches were lit in the grand hall as the King sat upon his throne clothed in his finest, golden pants, a dark purple tunic with a golden doublet over it emblazoned with the coat of arms of his house. His crown sat regal upon his head and his hand was clasped by his queen. The Lady Kayla Richards was clad in a dark purple dress and golden hued corset with her onyx throne upon her head. The lords of the land sat at the their tables, feasting, drinking and reveling in the glory of of his kingdom. To the right of the king, stood his first knight, his most trusted and loyal lieutenant, Coda. At the doors of the grand hall, stood his most deadly knights, the brothers Gunnar and Karston. Somewhere in the shadows lurked his most trusted mercenary and assassin, the sister of the monstrosities guarding the hall, the lithe and dangerous Aaynet. The queen’s sister Tasmin sat to her left, smiling and happy as she looked up at the king and queen.
“Ah, tis truly a wonderous time in mine kingdom.”
Kayla smiled brightly at her king and then turned her gaze down to Tasmin who couldn’t keep her eyes off some of the nights. She hissed and raised her eyebrows before looking over at the King leaning over.
“It seems as if my sister is becoming smitten with some of your knights my love. Your kingdom is strong and you are a mighty king….is there anything we can do to honor you?”
“Your love is all that I truly require mine queen. Tonight, I actually bestow an honor upon your sister.”
Matt rose from his throne, took his glass and slammed it down on the table thrice.
“Hear me now lords and ladies. On this night, I wish to bestow a wonderous honor upon princess Tasmin. From henceforth, she shall be ruler of the Western Coast. It is sure to be a most fruitful reign. Truly the genesis of a new era in mine kingdom.”
All the people gathered let out a loud cheer as Matt sits back down and kisses Kayla. Tasmin rose to her feet and turned kneeling down in front of the king and queen, her head down as a show of respect as her little voice rang out.
“You honor me my king. I promise you I will raise up and rule the west coast in your and my sister’s honor…”
Kayla smirked and gave her a nod before turning back to Matt
“You see how easily you rule your kingdom and how your subjects love you?. You are a truly just and righteous king my love…”
Matt smiles wide when suddenly two figures come lumbering into the grand hall. They’re immediately snatched by Gunnar and Karston. One is a rather large but simple looking man. The other a small woman with strange colored hair.
“My king, please hear us?”
Matt looks down at them with disdain, they have clearly been beaten, perhaps numerous times by who knows how many people.
“What are your names peasants?”
“I am John of the Blade, this is my dear sister Alicia. We bring the most terrible news.”
“Terrible news in this kingdom, surely you jest? And don’t, because that’s my job.”
“Quiet Jester, before I realize how truly tired I am of you and have your jaw wired shut.”
The skinny jester sulked away as Matt looked down at them.
“What news do you have?”
“A usurper rises in the East. He is called Yujiro of House Fujiwara. He has rallied the peasants to his side and there is word that nobles are decrying that he is the king this land deserves.”
“Absolutely ludicrous.”
At that moment, a giant of a man burst into the grand hall, swinging a massive battle axe.
“FOR HOUSE FUJIWARA”
The giant goes to throw the axe at Matthew, but Gunnar and Karston manage to take him down.
“BRING HIM BEFORE ME.”
Matthew stands up and stares at the giant as Gunnar and Karston drag him towards the throne.
“Foul beast, what is your name.”
“I am Mason, Mercenary from the clan Moore. You are no fit King, and you will die. The only person within this entire hall that deserves anything is the fair princess Tasmin.”
Kayla rolled her eyes and laughed looking down at Tasmin, she frowned noticing the young girl looking enamoured with the giant man, her hand raised to her lips as her tongue rolled over them.
“Tasmin!.....no!”
Tasmin turned to her sister and waved her off getting to her feet moving towards Mason of the house Moore, she tilted her head and stood in front of him.
“And what is it that I deserve sir?...what has made you burst into the King’s throne room making such proclamations?”
“Like him, you deserve to be tossed away with the trash.”
Mason stared up at her with contempt. Matthew looked over to Coda, nodded his head and in a matter of seconds, her sword was drawn, driven through Mason’s neck and returned to it’s sheath. The body of the giant fell to the ground as the court looked up at him. He grabbed the head of the mercenary and held it up to his court as a messenger came in with a letter. Matthew took it and smirked as he read it over.
“I have been informed the the Duchess of Boobsville, that traitorous whore Trixie, is a supporter of this would be usurper, as are the fools, the Lord and lady of Dorkstown, Alechs and Honey. Their fates will be the same as this scum.”
Matthew raised the severed head of mason and peered out at his court.
“Now would you join him, or swear fealty to your king.”
The nobles looked around for a bit, then one stood up.
“I Lord Daniel Hall will ride with the king.”
“I Lord Mark Storm, will ride with the King.”
“My Lord Jack Tillman rides with the King.”
“I, Avery, the Third Earl of Miles Isle will ride with the King.”
Matt looked down at two more, and tossed the severed head at their feet.
“What say you Lord and Lady Graves? You have fought by my side before. Will you do so once more?”
Lady Graves stood up and looked to Kayla, then over to Matthew.
“We are with House… FUJIWARA!”
Lady Graves drew two daggers from her garters and Lord Graves drew his sword. They were quickly encircled by the nobles loyal to him as well his his knights, Coda, Gunnar and Karston.
“Lay down your arms now and you may live out the rest of your days in the dungeons. Do not and you will surely die here on this night.’
“We would rather die than stand with a pathetic bastard like you.”
“And die you shall…”
Kayla’s voice rang out as she stood and shook her head.
“Matthew is the king of all the lands, he is the reason why any noble still has their riches and this is how you repay him?. You stand with a usurper?....I don’t know why I’m surprised, The house graves stood with that pathetic usurper from house Malone...now they do this….”
She turned to Matthew.
“My king...how should they all be punished?”
“Kill them.”
Lord Hall charged in first, but was cut down by Lord Graves. Storm and Lord Avery charged in next. Storm managed to slash the left arm of lady Graves, but her other dagger found it’s mark in his throat. The swords of Lord Graves and Lord Avery clanged and echoed throughout the great hall. Lady graves slashed at the midsection of Lord Tillman and broke through their ranks.
“Come my love.”
Lady graves called to her husband after he cut Lord Avery down. Before he could run to her, Aaynet came in from behind and drove her dagger through his heart.
“NOOOOOOO!”
Lady Graves cried out in pain as her love fell in front of her eyes. Gunnar, Karston and Aaynet went for her, but she threw one of her daggers, piercing through Aaynet’s heart. Her brothers turned to catch her and in that moment Lady Graves managed to escape.
“AFTER HER YOU FOOLS.”
Suddenly a large crashing sound came from outside, and then flames erupted.
“TIS LORD YUJIRO! HE AND HIS FORCES ARE ATTACKING.”
Matt’s eyes widened in panic as everything around him seemed to fade away, the castle, the throne, Coda, Gunnar, Karston, Tasmin, then finally Kayla herself. He was left in complete darkness clutching his crown, but that started to disintegrate between his very eyes.
“I AM THE KING”
Matt’s own scream startled him and he suddenly shot up in his bed. Kayla was beside him, and he realized it was no more than a dream.
“Matthew?...are you alright?”
Kayla sat up and put her hand on his shoulder with a smile, her hand running down his chest.
“You have a cold sweat my love….”
“Twas the most horrible dream mine love. That usurper Yujiro, he rallied forces against me, he meant to stole my crown, my throne, my title.”
Matt looked over to the large oaken box lined with purple velvet. He opened the glass door, took that title and clutched it to his chest.
“I was betrayed, plotted against, and I lost it all. My knights, my throne, my crown… you.”
Matt looked at her with fear in his eyes as he moved his hand to her face.
“Matthew, there is not one thing on this earth that could take me away from you. I will be at your side through it all. And besides...that usurper isn’t you… YOU are the King...YOU are the champion. And he… is nothing”
She spat the words with a small grin before laying back, her body exposed.
“Now… can I take your mind off that horrible dream?”
“Quite a few things my love.”
Matt smiled, one of both reassurance and happiness as he leaned down and kissed his fiance.
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Matthew Shields sat upon his throne, decked out in regal splendor. Black pants with a wide gold stripe down each leg, a golden colored tunic, a massive velvet purple cape trimmed in golden fur, and a new crown adorned with several jewels. The light reflects off the gold, glinting and gleaming through the room. He smiles as he stretches the Redemption Wrestling Heavyweight title across his lap.
"Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more. Two times myself and Yujiro Fujiwara have met. I refuse to count that third time where he employed trickery and deviousness to steal an opportunity that was not his for the taking. Two times we have met, and each of us can claim a victory over the other. My victory was of course the more important one due to the fact that the richest prize in all of wrestling was on the line. For Yujiro though, his victory might well have been the most important moment in his entire career. No doubt it was the most important moment during his tenure with Redemption Wrestling. Before January fifteenth of two thousand and seventeen, Yujiro was not seen as a top competitor. In our contest, nobody gave him a chance of victory. People expected a tremendous match from him, but it was a foregone conclusion that King Matthew Shields would walk out victorious. Lo and behold, Yujiro Fujiwara had a miracle up his sleeve on that night. He managed to do what no other competitor in Redemption had done up to that point. He secured a victory over the champion in a clean fashion. No disqualifications, no distractions, no foolish tag team partners walking away, no, he surprised me with a masterful hold, and secured the pin fall victory."
Matt looks down at the title for a few seconds, then raises it up and stares at for a few seconds.
"That victory propelled him up the ladder. He took the momentum from that victory and used it to win again and again, finally securing himself the Global Cup. His prize for that victory came Match twelfth, two thousand and seventeen. No longer was Yujiro expected to have a tremendous match and lose. In just two months time, he had gone from an afterthought, to a future Heavyweight champion. Of course on that night I dashed his dreams and proved that when my title is on the line, no one is better than me. It is what I will do again at WrestleForce in that miserable hell hole of a city known as Toronto. For now though, let us go back to January sixteenth of two thousand and seventeen. One day after Yujiro Fujiwara pulled off the near impossible. He went from being someone everyone believed would be knocked out of the Global Cup tournament, to the man that people were scrambling to put their money on as the eventual winner. With one win, the entire idea of him as a competitor was changed."
Matt stops for a second, puts the title back in his lap and smiles a bit.
"With one victory over the champion, the entire notion of him was changed. Yujiro Fujiwara, your fans, your fame, they are owed to me. If you would never have recorded that fluke victory of myself, you would still be an afterthought within this company. You would still be attempting to climb up the Genesis title ranks. You would maybe be competing in the Rags To Riches match, rather than Main Eventing the biggest show in this companies history. Everything you have right now within Redemption, can be traced back to that one moment, that one instance, that one victory. Sadly for you Yujiro, it is the first and last victory you will ever secure against me. Five successful title defenses. eight challengers vanquished and two hundred and fifty days as champion so far. I am the only champion within this company, to have never lost their title. When MY title is on the line, there is not a competitor in the World more dangerous than myself. When MY title is on the line, there is not a competitor in the World more ruthless than myself. When MY title is on the line, there is not a competitor in the world, better than myself. I am the One True King, and I am the Champion Eternal."
Matt takes the title in his right hand, removes his crown and holds it in his left as he stands up and stretches out his arms, showing off all his gold.
"LONG LIVE THE KING!"
The court of King Matthew Shields was abuzz today. All the torches were lit in the grand hall as the King sat upon his throne clothed in his finest, golden pants, a dark purple tunic with a golden doublet over it emblazoned with the coat of arms of his house. His crown sat regal upon his head and his hand was clasped by his queen. The Lady Kayla Richards was clad in a dark purple dress and golden hued corset with her onyx throne upon her head. The lords of the land sat at the their tables, feasting, drinking and reveling in the glory of of his kingdom. To the right of the king, stood his first knight, his most trusted and loyal lieutenant, Coda. At the doors of the grand hall, stood his most deadly knights, the brothers Gunnar and Karston. Somewhere in the shadows lurked his most trusted mercenary and assassin, the sister of the monstrosities guarding the hall, the lithe and dangerous Aaynet. The queen’s sister Tasmin sat to her left, smiling and happy as she looked up at the king and queen.
“Ah, tis truly a wonderous time in mine kingdom.”
Kayla smiled brightly at her king and then turned her gaze down to Tasmin who couldn’t keep her eyes off some of the nights. She hissed and raised her eyebrows before looking over at the King leaning over.
“It seems as if my sister is becoming smitten with some of your knights my love. Your kingdom is strong and you are a mighty king….is there anything we can do to honor you?”
“Your love is all that I truly require mine queen. Tonight, I actually bestow an honor upon your sister.”
Matt rose from his throne, took his glass and slammed it down on the table thrice.
“Hear me now lords and ladies. On this night, I wish to bestow a wonderous honor upon princess Tasmin. From henceforth, she shall be ruler of the Western Coast. It is sure to be a most fruitful reign. Truly the genesis of a new era in mine kingdom.”
All the people gathered let out a loud cheer as Matt sits back down and kisses Kayla. Tasmin rose to her feet and turned kneeling down in front of the king and queen, her head down as a show of respect as her little voice rang out.
“You honor me my king. I promise you I will raise up and rule the west coast in your and my sister’s honor…”
Kayla smirked and gave her a nod before turning back to Matt
“You see how easily you rule your kingdom and how your subjects love you?. You are a truly just and righteous king my love…”
Matt smiles wide when suddenly two figures come lumbering into the grand hall. They’re immediately snatched by Gunnar and Karston. One is a rather large but simple looking man. The other a small woman with strange colored hair.
“My king, please hear us?”
Matt looks down at them with disdain, they have clearly been beaten, perhaps numerous times by who knows how many people.
“What are your names peasants?”
“I am John of the Blade, this is my dear sister Alicia. We bring the most terrible news.”
“Terrible news in this kingdom, surely you jest? And don’t, because that’s my job.”
“Quiet Jester, before I realize how truly tired I am of you and have your jaw wired shut.”
The skinny jester sulked away as Matt looked down at them.
“What news do you have?”
“A usurper rises in the East. He is called Yujiro of House Fujiwara. He has rallied the peasants to his side and there is word that nobles are decrying that he is the king this land deserves.”
“Absolutely ludicrous.”
At that moment, a giant of a man burst into the grand hall, swinging a massive battle axe.
“FOR HOUSE FUJIWARA”
The giant goes to throw the axe at Matthew, but Gunnar and Karston manage to take him down.
“BRING HIM BEFORE ME.”
Matthew stands up and stares at the giant as Gunnar and Karston drag him towards the throne.
“Foul beast, what is your name.”
“I am Mason, Mercenary from the clan Moore. You are no fit King, and you will die. The only person within this entire hall that deserves anything is the fair princess Tasmin.”
Kayla rolled her eyes and laughed looking down at Tasmin, she frowned noticing the young girl looking enamoured with the giant man, her hand raised to her lips as her tongue rolled over them.
“Tasmin!.....no!”
Tasmin turned to her sister and waved her off getting to her feet moving towards Mason of the house Moore, she tilted her head and stood in front of him.
“And what is it that I deserve sir?...what has made you burst into the King’s throne room making such proclamations?”
“Like him, you deserve to be tossed away with the trash.”
Mason stared up at her with contempt. Matthew looked over to Coda, nodded his head and in a matter of seconds, her sword was drawn, driven through Mason’s neck and returned to it’s sheath. The body of the giant fell to the ground as the court looked up at him. He grabbed the head of the mercenary and held it up to his court as a messenger came in with a letter. Matthew took it and smirked as he read it over.
“I have been informed the the Duchess of Boobsville, that traitorous whore Trixie, is a supporter of this would be usurper, as are the fools, the Lord and lady of Dorkstown, Alechs and Honey. Their fates will be the same as this scum.”
Matthew raised the severed head of mason and peered out at his court.
“Now would you join him, or swear fealty to your king.”
The nobles looked around for a bit, then one stood up.
“I Lord Daniel Hall will ride with the king.”
“I Lord Mark Storm, will ride with the King.”
“My Lord Jack Tillman rides with the King.”
“I, Avery, the Third Earl of Miles Isle will ride with the King.”
Matt looked down at two more, and tossed the severed head at their feet.
“What say you Lord and Lady Graves? You have fought by my side before. Will you do so once more?”
Lady Graves stood up and looked to Kayla, then over to Matthew.
“We are with House… FUJIWARA!”
Lady Graves drew two daggers from her garters and Lord Graves drew his sword. They were quickly encircled by the nobles loyal to him as well his his knights, Coda, Gunnar and Karston.
“Lay down your arms now and you may live out the rest of your days in the dungeons. Do not and you will surely die here on this night.’
“We would rather die than stand with a pathetic bastard like you.”
“And die you shall…”
Kayla’s voice rang out as she stood and shook her head.
“Matthew is the king of all the lands, he is the reason why any noble still has their riches and this is how you repay him?. You stand with a usurper?....I don’t know why I’m surprised, The house graves stood with that pathetic usurper from house Malone...now they do this….”
She turned to Matthew.
“My king...how should they all be punished?”
“Kill them.”
Lord Hall charged in first, but was cut down by Lord Graves. Storm and Lord Avery charged in next. Storm managed to slash the left arm of lady Graves, but her other dagger found it’s mark in his throat. The swords of Lord Graves and Lord Avery clanged and echoed throughout the great hall. Lady graves slashed at the midsection of Lord Tillman and broke through their ranks.
“Come my love.”
Lady graves called to her husband after he cut Lord Avery down. Before he could run to her, Aaynet came in from behind and drove her dagger through his heart.
“NOOOOOOO!”
Lady Graves cried out in pain as her love fell in front of her eyes. Gunnar, Karston and Aaynet went for her, but she threw one of her daggers, piercing through Aaynet’s heart. Her brothers turned to catch her and in that moment Lady Graves managed to escape.
“AFTER HER YOU FOOLS.”
Suddenly a large crashing sound came from outside, and then flames erupted.
“TIS LORD YUJIRO! HE AND HIS FORCES ARE ATTACKING.”
Matt’s eyes widened in panic as everything around him seemed to fade away, the castle, the throne, Coda, Gunnar, Karston, Tasmin, then finally Kayla herself. He was left in complete darkness clutching his crown, but that started to disintegrate between his very eyes.
“I AM THE KING”
Matt’s own scream startled him and he suddenly shot up in his bed. Kayla was beside him, and he realized it was no more than a dream.
“Matthew?...are you alright?”
Kayla sat up and put her hand on his shoulder with a smile, her hand running down his chest.
“You have a cold sweat my love….”
“Twas the most horrible dream mine love. That usurper Yujiro, he rallied forces against me, he meant to stole my crown, my throne, my title.”
Matt looked over to the large oaken box lined with purple velvet. He opened the glass door, took that title and clutched it to his chest.
“I was betrayed, plotted against, and I lost it all. My knights, my throne, my crown… you.”
Matt looked at her with fear in his eyes as he moved his hand to her face.
“Matthew, there is not one thing on this earth that could take me away from you. I will be at your side through it all. And besides...that usurper isn’t you… YOU are the King...YOU are the champion. And he… is nothing”
She spat the words with a small grin before laying back, her body exposed.
“Now… can I take your mind off that horrible dream?”
“Quite a few things my love.”
Matt smiled, one of both reassurance and happiness as he leaned down and kissed his fiance.
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Matthew Shields sat upon his throne, decked out in regal splendor. Black pants with a wide gold stripe down each leg, a golden colored tunic, a massive velvet purple cape trimmed in golden fur, and a new crown adorned with several jewels. The light reflects off the gold, glinting and gleaming through the room. He smiles as he stretches the Redemption Wrestling Heavyweight title across his lap.
"Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more. Two times myself and Yujiro Fujiwara have met. I refuse to count that third time where he employed trickery and deviousness to steal an opportunity that was not his for the taking. Two times we have met, and each of us can claim a victory over the other. My victory was of course the more important one due to the fact that the richest prize in all of wrestling was on the line. For Yujiro though, his victory might well have been the most important moment in his entire career. No doubt it was the most important moment during his tenure with Redemption Wrestling. Before January fifteenth of two thousand and seventeen, Yujiro was not seen as a top competitor. In our contest, nobody gave him a chance of victory. People expected a tremendous match from him, but it was a foregone conclusion that King Matthew Shields would walk out victorious. Lo and behold, Yujiro Fujiwara had a miracle up his sleeve on that night. He managed to do what no other competitor in Redemption had done up to that point. He secured a victory over the champion in a clean fashion. No disqualifications, no distractions, no foolish tag team partners walking away, no, he surprised me with a masterful hold, and secured the pin fall victory."
Matt looks down at the title for a few seconds, then raises it up and stares at for a few seconds.
"That victory propelled him up the ladder. He took the momentum from that victory and used it to win again and again, finally securing himself the Global Cup. His prize for that victory came Match twelfth, two thousand and seventeen. No longer was Yujiro expected to have a tremendous match and lose. In just two months time, he had gone from an afterthought, to a future Heavyweight champion. Of course on that night I dashed his dreams and proved that when my title is on the line, no one is better than me. It is what I will do again at WrestleForce in that miserable hell hole of a city known as Toronto. For now though, let us go back to January sixteenth of two thousand and seventeen. One day after Yujiro Fujiwara pulled off the near impossible. He went from being someone everyone believed would be knocked out of the Global Cup tournament, to the man that people were scrambling to put their money on as the eventual winner. With one win, the entire idea of him as a competitor was changed."
Matt stops for a second, puts the title back in his lap and smiles a bit.
"With one victory over the champion, the entire notion of him was changed. Yujiro Fujiwara, your fans, your fame, they are owed to me. If you would never have recorded that fluke victory of myself, you would still be an afterthought within this company. You would still be attempting to climb up the Genesis title ranks. You would maybe be competing in the Rags To Riches match, rather than Main Eventing the biggest show in this companies history. Everything you have right now within Redemption, can be traced back to that one moment, that one instance, that one victory. Sadly for you Yujiro, it is the first and last victory you will ever secure against me. Five successful title defenses. eight challengers vanquished and two hundred and fifty days as champion so far. I am the only champion within this company, to have never lost their title. When MY title is on the line, there is not a competitor in the World more dangerous than myself. When MY title is on the line, there is not a competitor in the World more ruthless than myself. When MY title is on the line, there is not a competitor in the world, better than myself. I am the One True King, and I am the Champion Eternal."
Matt takes the title in his right hand, removes his crown and holds it in his left as he stands up and stretches out his arms, showing off all his gold.
"LONG LIVE THE KING!"
