Post by ghensi on Sept 28, 2016 14:15:34 GMT
The sun is setting in Southern California as Chris Ghensi stands atop the now abandoned So-Cal Unplugged Arena. Jeans and a hoodie are a rarity for Chris, but that is what he is wearing today. It was at this very arena that Chris truly made a name for himself, and now it is ready to be demolished. Chris jumps off of the building that he once considered his home-away-from-home to have one final look inside.
There it is, the very ring Chris had competed in for much of 2014, many good and bad memories, while this is the same ring in which he won the first match in the history of the company, this is also the same ring in which he was briefly forced out of wrestling due to exacerbating a knee injury from his youth. Chris begins to walk around, heading towards the back. Along the walls are many pictures from the promotion's brief existence. There was the picture from Chris's debut at the opening of the promotion's first show, as Chris stood victorious over the man who would become his long-time rival, the menacing Freakshow. But Chris isn't here to stop an sight-see, he knows what he is here for.
There is the first item on his list, the SCU Cup. Directly next to it on the right is a picture of Freakshow, the second man who would hold the cup once it was determined it would be a title to be continuously defended. Chris looked next to the cup, on its left, a picture of Chris as he stood victorious, the first man to hold the SCU Cup. Chris picks up the cup, slips it into his hoodie, and continues on.
Chris is briefly sidetracked. Two walls, one hallway, two matches, one stipulation. The infamous Barbed Wire Massacre matches between Freakshow and Chris. Though he thoroughly enjoyed both, it was the second that was Chris's favourite. The one he had won. And there were the pictures of the turning point in that match. First were two pictures of Chris being powerbombed onto a barbed wire board. Though it just seemed as though they were the same picture at two different angles, these were two entirely separate moments, with just a few brief seconds between them. But then, the turning point. As Freakshow had attempted a running powerbomb, Chris had managed to reverse it into a hurricanrana, causing Freakshow himself to land on the board. A small grin comes across Chris's face as he takes the picture of Freakshow's landing off the wall, slipping it into the other side of his hoodie.
There it is, the very ring Chris had competed in for much of 2014, many good and bad memories, while this is the same ring in which he won the first match in the history of the company, this is also the same ring in which he was briefly forced out of wrestling due to exacerbating a knee injury from his youth. Chris begins to walk around, heading towards the back. Along the walls are many pictures from the promotion's brief existence. There was the picture from Chris's debut at the opening of the promotion's first show, as Chris stood victorious over the man who would become his long-time rival, the menacing Freakshow. But Chris isn't here to stop an sight-see, he knows what he is here for.
There is the first item on his list, the SCU Cup. Directly next to it on the right is a picture of Freakshow, the second man who would hold the cup once it was determined it would be a title to be continuously defended. Chris looked next to the cup, on its left, a picture of Chris as he stood victorious, the first man to hold the SCU Cup. Chris picks up the cup, slips it into his hoodie, and continues on.
Chris is briefly sidetracked. Two walls, one hallway, two matches, one stipulation. The infamous Barbed Wire Massacre matches between Freakshow and Chris. Though he thoroughly enjoyed both, it was the second that was Chris's favourite. The one he had won. And there were the pictures of the turning point in that match. First were two pictures of Chris being powerbombed onto a barbed wire board. Though it just seemed as though they were the same picture at two different angles, these were two entirely separate moments, with just a few brief seconds between them. But then, the turning point. As Freakshow had attempted a running powerbomb, Chris had managed to reverse it into a hurricanrana, causing Freakshow himself to land on the board. A small grin comes across Chris's face as he takes the picture of Freakshow's landing off the wall, slipping it into the other side of his hoodie.
I think I'll keep this.
Chris continues down until he finally reaches the second item on his list, the Unplugged Championship. To the left of it, a picture of the first champion, Chris's best friend in the promotion with whom he would form an army, Francisco Lopez. Chris and Lopez had battled it out in a tournament to determine the first champion, but in the end, Chris came up short. To the right of the belt, the second champion, an all too familiar face. It was UKWF's own Arcane. Above the title, a picture of Psycho Messiah, the third and final Unplugged Champion. After defeating Arcane for the belt, he had removed Arcane from the picture entirely. After that incident, Arcane had to return to England. Chris picks up the Unplugged Championship, and slips it into his hoodie, next to the cup.
Chris continues on to the office, where he had left a jerry can full of gasoline upon his last visit. Chris picks the jerry can up and begins pouring gas along the floor. He stops once he makes it to the ring. He looks at the ring, almost ready to get inside it one last time, but he controls himself. He knows what he is here to do. Chris begins to slowly whistle the tune of Johnny Cash's "Ring of Fire" as he begins pouring gas around the ring. He makes it to the entrance just as he runs out of gas. He takes a deep breath.
Chris continues on to the office, where he had left a jerry can full of gasoline upon his last visit. Chris picks the jerry can up and begins pouring gas along the floor. He stops once he makes it to the ring. He looks at the ring, almost ready to get inside it one last time, but he controls himself. He knows what he is here to do. Chris begins to slowly whistle the tune of Johnny Cash's "Ring of Fire" as he begins pouring gas around the ring. He makes it to the entrance just as he runs out of gas. He takes a deep breath.
Impact. I made an impact here. And now I intend to make an impact in the UKWF.
Chris reaches into his pocket and retrieves a lighter. He lights the gas trail, then watches only briefly as it ignites. Once the fire has officially made it into the building, Chris turns around and slowly walks away.
