Post by Deleted on May 3, 2017 10:16:43 GMT
The scene opens to Ben Chrenshaw. The man usually dressed to the nines is no where near that.
He is wearing a simple tank top and jeans. His black hair waving in the slight wind. Ben adjusts his glasses quickly.
Cinco de Mayo ment nothing to him.
Pollomainia ment nothing to him.
He was simply here for a fight.
The Owl Man and Jason Orion where slated to step in front on him.
On his side he had the ever improving AJ Knight. A man who had come so close that he could taste it on so many occasions.
Ben smirked.
He didn't really care about him either.
The two had nothing else in common.
AJ wad a brash punk that one day would be able to climb the mountain. He would one day be able to hold his own in the ring...one day he may just be a winner.
The facts where just that.
Black and white.
Ben Chrenshaw would be the man to defeat in this upcoming tag team match.
Ben wouldn't have even shown up this this dog and chicken show if it wasn't for AJs mouth. He had locked the two on them in this tag team match.
It was his inability to not stand in the spot light that put him here. Ben Chrenshaw was just along for the ride.
More aptly a break check for their two opponets.
Ben Chrenshaw had been facing down an entire fedration of lions for over a year. One owl and a star man where not on his list on opponets that would put his back to the canvas.
His last trip to pmll hadn't been so lucky.
He had lost to El Hijo de Pollo.
Chrenshaw wasn't sure what it ment but he had the feeling it was something like fired chicken.
He didn't care in the least. This wasn't his Hunting ground.
It would be a killing feild.
Even with the soft hart of AJ Knight on his side.
Ben Chrenshaw was indeed a machine as Owl Man had stated. He was on a mission with much higher stakes than winning or losing this match.
Ben was a lion. One of the most dangerous lions to ever grace the squared circle. He had been to the top of the mountain and stayed there. Ask anyone who Ben Chrenshaw was and they would reply....
The Crippler.
So when it came time for the Owl Man to meet him. Chrenshaw was going to snap his wings.
Orion would be no diffrent.
Ben stopped and looked up toward the sun as a smirk crossed his face.
It would be a homecoming for most....
For the Owl Man and Jason Orion it would be a funeral.
He is wearing a simple tank top and jeans. His black hair waving in the slight wind. Ben adjusts his glasses quickly.
Cinco de Mayo ment nothing to him.
Pollomainia ment nothing to him.
He was simply here for a fight.
The Owl Man and Jason Orion where slated to step in front on him.
On his side he had the ever improving AJ Knight. A man who had come so close that he could taste it on so many occasions.
Ben smirked.
He didn't really care about him either.
The two had nothing else in common.
AJ wad a brash punk that one day would be able to climb the mountain. He would one day be able to hold his own in the ring...one day he may just be a winner.
The facts where just that.
Black and white.
Ben Chrenshaw would be the man to defeat in this upcoming tag team match.
Ben wouldn't have even shown up this this dog and chicken show if it wasn't for AJs mouth. He had locked the two on them in this tag team match.
It was his inability to not stand in the spot light that put him here. Ben Chrenshaw was just along for the ride.
More aptly a break check for their two opponets.
Ben Chrenshaw had been facing down an entire fedration of lions for over a year. One owl and a star man where not on his list on opponets that would put his back to the canvas.
His last trip to pmll hadn't been so lucky.
He had lost to El Hijo de Pollo.
Chrenshaw wasn't sure what it ment but he had the feeling it was something like fired chicken.
He didn't care in the least. This wasn't his Hunting ground.
It would be a killing feild.
Even with the soft hart of AJ Knight on his side.
Ben Chrenshaw was indeed a machine as Owl Man had stated. He was on a mission with much higher stakes than winning or losing this match.
Ben was a lion. One of the most dangerous lions to ever grace the squared circle. He had been to the top of the mountain and stayed there. Ask anyone who Ben Chrenshaw was and they would reply....
The Crippler.
So when it came time for the Owl Man to meet him. Chrenshaw was going to snap his wings.
Orion would be no diffrent.
Ben stopped and looked up toward the sun as a smirk crossed his face.
It would be a homecoming for most....
For the Owl Man and Jason Orion it would be a funeral.