Post by Avery Miles III on Dec 17, 2016 7:12:39 GMT -5
007 * Feliz Navidad
Scene 001 - Mucha Lucha Senor - The Labyrinth - 11/26/2016
Scene 002 - Home of Avery & Taylor Miles - Indio, CA - 12/16/2016
*The home of Avery & Taylor is buzzing with the sound of people. With the completion of all their renovations, and all of Taylor's expert decorating skills the house looks like a scene straight out of a magazine. Brooklyn had snuggled up into LJ’s lap and fallen asleep on the man as he had a conversation about politics with another man. Emma had taken up a place at the counter in the open concept kitchen, sipping at a glass of apple cider and admiring a classmate of Taylor who was getting along quite well with one of Avery's students. Taylor really enjoyed the intimacy of these kind of get togethers. Avery grabbed a glass and lightly pinged a knife on it to get everyone’s attention*
Avery: I want to thank everyone for coming. It has been an amazing year; being able to reconnect with Taylor and to make her and Brook both a permanent part of my life. Plus with more on the way… I have a busy 2017 coming.
*The group lightly laughs*
Avery: We are a week away from Christmas, but I feel like I’ve already got everything I’ve ever wanted.
*The group of people have all stood by now. LJ has hoisted Brooklyn up to his shoulder where she's resumed her nap, cuddled into his neck. Taylor is still smiling. Ever since he had babysat her in the summer they had become best friends. Emma nods her head.*
Emma: You deserve it Ave!
*The group all agree by nodding their heads. Avery's mother is half Mexican and half American, making Avery one quarter Mexican. This is something he takes pride in, and especially when wrestling for Guerreros of Lucha*
Avery: Growing up, my mom always sort of made a tradition with me as a kid. On Christmas Eve, she would pull out some sort of silly Pinata and I would have some fun with it. She would stuff it with candy, but do her momly duties as well with toothbrushes and little gifts. Well… come this Christmas Eve this is a tradition that I will be continuing with little Brooklyn.
*Taylor smiles. Although the idea of her precocious preschooler with a bat while blindfolded worries her a touch.*
Taylor: In the backyard, Can't afford TWO renovations
*The crowd roars with laughter. Taylor's hand automatically goes to her blossoming stomach under her white sweater. Avery smiles.*
Avery: So enjoy the food. Enjoy the beverages. We have plenty of space if anyone needs to stay the night. And have a very Merry Christmas… and Feliz Navidad!
*Avery lifts up his glass of Ponche; a recipe handed down from his mother’s side. It was something he always would make while wrestling in Mexico as a way to feel at home during the holidays even though he was in a different country. Avery heads over to Taylor, and sits by her side.*
Avery: I love you, Mrs. Miles.
*He kisses her*
Taylor: You are never going to get tired of calling me that.
*She teases him but in actual fact she enjoys it as much as he does. She leans into him as LJ comes over to the couple.*
LJ: I think this little sprite needs her bed, mate.
*Taylor nods before starting to get up but Em is the first to put a hand on her shoulder.*
Emma: I got this. You two should enjoy the party.
*Emma takes the little girl from her brother, kissing her temple before disappearing up the stairs to put her to bed.*
LJ: Finally going to get some food. My stomach was growling.
*He chuckles before walking away. Taylor resumes her position of putting her head on Avery's shoulder.*
Taylor: I couldn't have created a better family. Brooklyn, You, the triplets, your parents.
*She looks in the direction of the couple who after all these years still looked just as much in love as when they married.*
Taylor: But Levi & Emma too. They are really like having siblings.
Avery: I sorta like having them here. As standoff as Emma can be, I guess I got used to it with LJ.
*He chuckles*
Avery: But I know you and her are connecting well. It’s nice to be surrounded by family. Right?
*Taylor nods. She reaches for his hand, interlocking her fingers with his on his lap. The party winds down after a few more hours as the family enjoy their time together before Avery has to fly out for his upcoming matches. A busy time of the year, there is no rest for the wicked*
Scene 003 - Mucha Lucha Senor - The :Labyrinth - 11/26/2016
Scene 004 - Palm Springs International Airport - Palm Springs, CA - 12/17/2016
*We open as Avery Miles III is sitting on the ledge of a window. Planes land in the distance as others steer around the asphalt of the airport. People coming, and people going. Flying was a necessary part of this job; Indio, San Diego, Indianapolis, Mexico City… wherever his employers decided to host events he was there. A man to never complain; to take a punch on the chin and ask for another. Early into his career, he has begun to amass some accomplishments in his professional life and winning the Rey de Reyes Title was a pinnacle. His first top belt in a company, and then to defend it against a great challenger in Amy Jo Smyth was an accomplishment for Avery. Only for minutes later that respect to shit on when a man decided to make his own intentions known. Nirvana. Papa Nurvy. The Nurv King. Whatever name he is going by this week*
Avery: Planes. They fly in. They fly out. Often they go unnoticed in a large international airport because they are one in dozens… maybe even hundreds in a given day? The point is that only certain planes stand out. I can remember Frontier having animal mascots on the planes. It was something they used to stand out to go along with their motto. It was just a little something to make people recognize them. The wrestling business is not much different; it is important to stand out from the crowd. And I have been doing that here in Lucha since day one. If I remember correctly, I have lost once. I won the Super Falcon Cup. I took that and earned a Rey de Reyes Title shot, and won that. And then I even defended the championship. I have earned everything in this company, and yet the man known as Nirvana comes out and drops me in the middle of the ring as a cheap way to get one over on me.
I had just finished a grueling match and defended my title, and he takes advantage of the situation. But that is not going to be the story at Chapter Siente. I will be ready for our little Tables, Ladders, and Chairs match. Putting up my title on the line again? Sure. I am game.
*Avery looks outside of the window as a plain looking airplane lands*
Just like that plane, Nirvana is forgettable. Just another plane landing on schedule. Sure.. people know the name. But can anyone tell me what Nirvana has done lately? Sure… I believe he had a hand in some wrestling in Texas. But inside of the ring… what has he done? And why should he even get a title shot? There are more deserving people on the roster… people such as Roxi Johnson, Sawtooth Grin, and El Matto Acido. At least the company has their bios up on the website. What does it mean when your opponent is not even featured on the company website and you struggle to find ANY information about him? I think that either Mr. Nurvy has already left the building or that he has no business in this match, and no business being pushed by Guerreros of Lucha. No matter the situation, there is an obvious disconnect on his side.
*Avery sighs, let down by the entire situation.*
I mean his Twitter bio states “mostly retired” and he has been wrestling for decades. And this guy is my opponent? Hell, not only does the company not have him up on their website but he hasn’t been seen on Twitter since the fifth of December. I mean, I am not the most active person. But for someone to attack me and try to come after my title, he has been pretty forgettable in doing so.
And there is the word again… forgettable. Almost like it is forgettable that Nirvana and one of my trainers, Hayden Phoenix, were once in the same company. Anzac Pro Wrestling. Yeah… APW. A company in which Devlin Scott bought out and did not continue the contract of the Nurv King himself. Forgettable because no one remembers what he did there. I mean… names like Prince Wadjethotep came from there and he has done some amazing things. People KNOW where to find him. But outside of being a name that people recognize… should Nirvana even have this shot?
*Avery shakes his head in dismay, and looks back out the window as planes continue to come and go.*
Avery: Just like the workers out there… the pilots, the cargo claims people, and even the guy that paints the lines on the runways. It is business as usual. And for me? Just another day in the office. I put my title on the line. I will come out guns a-blazing and risk life and limb to defend what I have worked so hard to earn. I will not allow a “mostly retired” man that chose to attack me come in and take what I’ve earned. Guerreros of Lucha need a name that they can rest their company upon the shoulders of, and I have worked my way to prove just that already.
I might seem a bit more serious than usual, but this is not fun and games. I am serious about my career and this industry. I am sure that Nirvana had passion for it, but if you are done than be done. If you still want to try and hang, try and hang. You seem to be bouncing all across the place… something like the John Blades and Mark Storms of this world.
Whatever you’ve got. Bring it. Because I am bringing only my best, and I am bringing my title. And there is no way in hell that I am leave without it.
Feliz Navidad, Nirvana. I’ve been given the gift of earning what is mine. Not taking things that I have not earned. I plan on continuing what I have started from the very beginning; I am a man of respect, honor, and with morals. This match is a bit more extreme than what I am used to, but I am not afraid of jumping off of ladders or sending people through tables. I don’t mind using a chair as a little extra power into my strikes. I have no qualms about doing all that I can in this match against you; and you do not have the jump on me this time.
Good luck, Nurv. You are going to need it.
Scene 001 - Mucha Lucha Senor - The Labyrinth - 11/26/2016
AND LIFTS HER UP IN THE AIR!
…
WEST COAST BREAKDOWN!
EB: Wow!
Avery takes a moment to get his breath back before going up to the top rope.
…
…
…
Th3 eXpress!!!
Cover!
1..
2..
…
3!
AVERY MILES III RETAINS THE TITLE!
S: What a match!
TC: Here is your winner…and STILL Guerreros of Lucha Rey De Reyes champion! AVERY MILES III!
Miles is handed the title as he wipes away blood from his nose.
EB: AM3 becomes the first ever Rey De Reyes title holder to successfully defend the belt.
Miles shakes hands with Amy-Jo as he raises her arm up with respect. She leaves him celebrate his moment.
…
WEST COAST BREAKDOWN!
EB: Wow!
Avery takes a moment to get his breath back before going up to the top rope.
…
…
…
Th3 eXpress!!!
Cover!
1..
2..
…
3!
AVERY MILES III RETAINS THE TITLE!
S: What a match!
TC: Here is your winner…and STILL Guerreros of Lucha Rey De Reyes champion! AVERY MILES III!
Miles is handed the title as he wipes away blood from his nose.
EB: AM3 becomes the first ever Rey De Reyes title holder to successfully defend the belt.
Miles shakes hands with Amy-Jo as he raises her arm up with respect. She leaves him celebrate his moment.
Scene 002 - Home of Avery & Taylor Miles - Indio, CA - 12/16/2016
*The home of Avery & Taylor is buzzing with the sound of people. With the completion of all their renovations, and all of Taylor's expert decorating skills the house looks like a scene straight out of a magazine. Brooklyn had snuggled up into LJ’s lap and fallen asleep on the man as he had a conversation about politics with another man. Emma had taken up a place at the counter in the open concept kitchen, sipping at a glass of apple cider and admiring a classmate of Taylor who was getting along quite well with one of Avery's students. Taylor really enjoyed the intimacy of these kind of get togethers. Avery grabbed a glass and lightly pinged a knife on it to get everyone’s attention*
Avery: I want to thank everyone for coming. It has been an amazing year; being able to reconnect with Taylor and to make her and Brook both a permanent part of my life. Plus with more on the way… I have a busy 2017 coming.
*The group lightly laughs*
Avery: We are a week away from Christmas, but I feel like I’ve already got everything I’ve ever wanted.
*The group of people have all stood by now. LJ has hoisted Brooklyn up to his shoulder where she's resumed her nap, cuddled into his neck. Taylor is still smiling. Ever since he had babysat her in the summer they had become best friends. Emma nods her head.*
Emma: You deserve it Ave!
*The group all agree by nodding their heads. Avery's mother is half Mexican and half American, making Avery one quarter Mexican. This is something he takes pride in, and especially when wrestling for Guerreros of Lucha*
Avery: Growing up, my mom always sort of made a tradition with me as a kid. On Christmas Eve, she would pull out some sort of silly Pinata and I would have some fun with it. She would stuff it with candy, but do her momly duties as well with toothbrushes and little gifts. Well… come this Christmas Eve this is a tradition that I will be continuing with little Brooklyn.
*Taylor smiles. Although the idea of her precocious preschooler with a bat while blindfolded worries her a touch.*
Taylor: In the backyard, Can't afford TWO renovations
*The crowd roars with laughter. Taylor's hand automatically goes to her blossoming stomach under her white sweater. Avery smiles.*
Avery: So enjoy the food. Enjoy the beverages. We have plenty of space if anyone needs to stay the night. And have a very Merry Christmas… and Feliz Navidad!
*Avery lifts up his glass of Ponche; a recipe handed down from his mother’s side. It was something he always would make while wrestling in Mexico as a way to feel at home during the holidays even though he was in a different country. Avery heads over to Taylor, and sits by her side.*
Avery: I love you, Mrs. Miles.
*He kisses her*
Taylor: You are never going to get tired of calling me that.
*She teases him but in actual fact she enjoys it as much as he does. She leans into him as LJ comes over to the couple.*
LJ: I think this little sprite needs her bed, mate.
*Taylor nods before starting to get up but Em is the first to put a hand on her shoulder.*
Emma: I got this. You two should enjoy the party.
*Emma takes the little girl from her brother, kissing her temple before disappearing up the stairs to put her to bed.*
LJ: Finally going to get some food. My stomach was growling.
*He chuckles before walking away. Taylor resumes her position of putting her head on Avery's shoulder.*
Taylor: I couldn't have created a better family. Brooklyn, You, the triplets, your parents.
*She looks in the direction of the couple who after all these years still looked just as much in love as when they married.*
Taylor: But Levi & Emma too. They are really like having siblings.
Avery: I sorta like having them here. As standoff as Emma can be, I guess I got used to it with LJ.
*He chuckles*
Avery: But I know you and her are connecting well. It’s nice to be surrounded by family. Right?
*Taylor nods. She reaches for his hand, interlocking her fingers with his on his lap. The party winds down after a few more hours as the family enjoy their time together before Avery has to fly out for his upcoming matches. A busy time of the year, there is no rest for the wicked*
Scene 003 - Mucha Lucha Senor - The :Labyrinth - 11/26/2016
EB: OH MY GOD SABRINA IT’S HIM!
S: HOLY FUCK!
The fans go beserk!
AS NIRVANA SPEARS AM3 BEFORE DELIVERING A GIGANTIC POWERBOMB!
EB: IT’S NIRVANA!
Nirvana stares at the fallen AM3 before looking at the Rey De Reyes title. The fans go insane as the infamous Nirvana makes his GOL debut.
S: One of the most highly talked about men in fed wrestling is here! But why?!
Carlos Diaz emerges on stage applauding before getting the mic.
Diaz: Ladies and gentlemen. THAT is how you make business. None of this pander to the crowd but splash the fucking cash! One of the most coveted men in wrestling has finally come to Guerreros of Lucha. At chapter siente it will be Avery Miles III defending the Rey De Reyes title….Against Nirvana!
….
IN A TABLES LADDERS AND CHAIRS MATCH!
EB: Yes Diaz!!
S: Oh my god. The first ever TLC match in GOL history!
Nirvana nods on as he raises the Rey De Reyes title above his head before the cameras to go a commercial break!
S: HOLY FUCK!
The fans go beserk!
AS NIRVANA SPEARS AM3 BEFORE DELIVERING A GIGANTIC POWERBOMB!
EB: IT’S NIRVANA!
Nirvana stares at the fallen AM3 before looking at the Rey De Reyes title. The fans go insane as the infamous Nirvana makes his GOL debut.
S: One of the most highly talked about men in fed wrestling is here! But why?!
Carlos Diaz emerges on stage applauding before getting the mic.
Diaz: Ladies and gentlemen. THAT is how you make business. None of this pander to the crowd but splash the fucking cash! One of the most coveted men in wrestling has finally come to Guerreros of Lucha. At chapter siente it will be Avery Miles III defending the Rey De Reyes title….Against Nirvana!
….
IN A TABLES LADDERS AND CHAIRS MATCH!
EB: Yes Diaz!!
S: Oh my god. The first ever TLC match in GOL history!
Nirvana nods on as he raises the Rey De Reyes title above his head before the cameras to go a commercial break!
Scene 004 - Palm Springs International Airport - Palm Springs, CA - 12/17/2016
*We open as Avery Miles III is sitting on the ledge of a window. Planes land in the distance as others steer around the asphalt of the airport. People coming, and people going. Flying was a necessary part of this job; Indio, San Diego, Indianapolis, Mexico City… wherever his employers decided to host events he was there. A man to never complain; to take a punch on the chin and ask for another. Early into his career, he has begun to amass some accomplishments in his professional life and winning the Rey de Reyes Title was a pinnacle. His first top belt in a company, and then to defend it against a great challenger in Amy Jo Smyth was an accomplishment for Avery. Only for minutes later that respect to shit on when a man decided to make his own intentions known. Nirvana. Papa Nurvy. The Nurv King. Whatever name he is going by this week*
Avery: Planes. They fly in. They fly out. Often they go unnoticed in a large international airport because they are one in dozens… maybe even hundreds in a given day? The point is that only certain planes stand out. I can remember Frontier having animal mascots on the planes. It was something they used to stand out to go along with their motto. It was just a little something to make people recognize them. The wrestling business is not much different; it is important to stand out from the crowd. And I have been doing that here in Lucha since day one. If I remember correctly, I have lost once. I won the Super Falcon Cup. I took that and earned a Rey de Reyes Title shot, and won that. And then I even defended the championship. I have earned everything in this company, and yet the man known as Nirvana comes out and drops me in the middle of the ring as a cheap way to get one over on me.
I had just finished a grueling match and defended my title, and he takes advantage of the situation. But that is not going to be the story at Chapter Siente. I will be ready for our little Tables, Ladders, and Chairs match. Putting up my title on the line again? Sure. I am game.
*Avery looks outside of the window as a plain looking airplane lands*
Just like that plane, Nirvana is forgettable. Just another plane landing on schedule. Sure.. people know the name. But can anyone tell me what Nirvana has done lately? Sure… I believe he had a hand in some wrestling in Texas. But inside of the ring… what has he done? And why should he even get a title shot? There are more deserving people on the roster… people such as Roxi Johnson, Sawtooth Grin, and El Matto Acido. At least the company has their bios up on the website. What does it mean when your opponent is not even featured on the company website and you struggle to find ANY information about him? I think that either Mr. Nurvy has already left the building or that he has no business in this match, and no business being pushed by Guerreros of Lucha. No matter the situation, there is an obvious disconnect on his side.
*Avery sighs, let down by the entire situation.*
I mean his Twitter bio states “mostly retired” and he has been wrestling for decades. And this guy is my opponent? Hell, not only does the company not have him up on their website but he hasn’t been seen on Twitter since the fifth of December. I mean, I am not the most active person. But for someone to attack me and try to come after my title, he has been pretty forgettable in doing so.
And there is the word again… forgettable. Almost like it is forgettable that Nirvana and one of my trainers, Hayden Phoenix, were once in the same company. Anzac Pro Wrestling. Yeah… APW. A company in which Devlin Scott bought out and did not continue the contract of the Nurv King himself. Forgettable because no one remembers what he did there. I mean… names like Prince Wadjethotep came from there and he has done some amazing things. People KNOW where to find him. But outside of being a name that people recognize… should Nirvana even have this shot?
*Avery shakes his head in dismay, and looks back out the window as planes continue to come and go.*
Avery: Just like the workers out there… the pilots, the cargo claims people, and even the guy that paints the lines on the runways. It is business as usual. And for me? Just another day in the office. I put my title on the line. I will come out guns a-blazing and risk life and limb to defend what I have worked so hard to earn. I will not allow a “mostly retired” man that chose to attack me come in and take what I’ve earned. Guerreros of Lucha need a name that they can rest their company upon the shoulders of, and I have worked my way to prove just that already.
I might seem a bit more serious than usual, but this is not fun and games. I am serious about my career and this industry. I am sure that Nirvana had passion for it, but if you are done than be done. If you still want to try and hang, try and hang. You seem to be bouncing all across the place… something like the John Blades and Mark Storms of this world.
Whatever you’ve got. Bring it. Because I am bringing only my best, and I am bringing my title. And there is no way in hell that I am leave without it.
Feliz Navidad, Nirvana. I’ve been given the gift of earning what is mine. Not taking things that I have not earned. I plan on continuing what I have started from the very beginning; I am a man of respect, honor, and with morals. This match is a bit more extreme than what I am used to, but I am not afraid of jumping off of ladders or sending people through tables. I don’t mind using a chair as a little extra power into my strikes. I have no qualms about doing all that I can in this match against you; and you do not have the jump on me this time.
Good luck, Nurv. You are going to need it.
