Jordan Caliban vs Graystone

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Punch Kick Cloverleaf Match
Jordan Caliban vs Graystone

Deadline: Tuesday at Midnight CST


Story: Perhaps in one of the most hyped matches in recent memory, this bout between Jordan Caliban and Graystone has been going on almost continuously between the two for the last couple months. Finally, the two will meet in the ring to see just who is the better of the two. In the first ever Punch Kick Cloverleaf match, the rules are simple. You may only use punches, kicks and cloverleafs. Everything else is forbidden in this unique match up. Two unique superstars, one unique match and only one can win. Who will it be? Can HOW Hall of Famer Graystone, emerge with a victory that he's been looking for? Or will Caliban, who is on glass ceiling watch, defeat the HOW Hall of Famer and set out for destiny at Hostile Takeover?

[jordancaliban]

The Mood Is About To Change

So I had a pretty good week, I beat Anton Chase to prove that I am the superior one out of the both of us, I answered the unanswered question that has bugged me nearly as long as my loss to Diamond Legend but I digress now things are different, you see when the challenge was confirmed I wasn't sure what to expect obviously but now I see this game for what it is, it's a cage, not like ZIon and Stryker but one much more dangerous, you see you go into what those guys are and it's anything goes, you're trapped inside but the gloves are off. But this thing with Graystone is all coming together in my head, I understand the plan and why he is doing this now, Gray doesn't have the balls to face the unpredictable demon of PWX, he doesn't wanna get hit with everything he knows I carry in my arsenal. Gray calls himself a loose cannon but the unpredictable scares the shit out of him and frankly that is something I intend to exploit. See now punches and clover leafs are straight up as a head lock I guess but what Gray missed is the fact that the Angle Cutter isn't the only move I have that I can hit from any angle, see I got this sweet little 540 enzuigiri kick that will cave that smug smirk off whatever that is he insists on calling a face 

Gray you made my life hell, you made me lose to people I should never of lost to and have taken my record and shoved it down the toilet, if it wasn't for you I would've broken that glass ceiling by now, but the past month I have done nothing but breath on it and write my name. This 3 way for the hybrid title, what the fuck is that? Anton Chase is sitting in my spot, I know it, he knows it and John Pariah damn sure knows it. So just as I end my weekly little rant I all say this to all 3 members of that triangle match for the Hybrid title, fight hard and do what you can to win but remember that once the final bell rings and your name is called in glory you are dealing with me, I'll be watching.

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Chapter 15: Punch Kick Cloverleaf

Location: Walking a dog round a shitty park in London, Ontario, Canada
Time and Date: 3pm, Thursday, 17th January 2014

We open on Caliban sitting on a park bench throwing a stick for a little sausage dog to go collect and bring back, the signs of a southern Ontario winter bathes the scenes, the snow is piled thick and the little dog has real issues running around but it isn't stopping him from trying, Hutchy's voice is behind the camera asking him questions

I must admit I was really surprised to find out you guys own a dog

Jordy Lights a spliff and smiles with it between his lips

It isn't mine to be honest so don't anyone be getting any pepper steak ideas, OK? My best friend here captains the cities roller derby team, I get Max duty when she goes on the road once a month and she watches our cat Bad Duck when we go and do wrestling shows

So you're dog sitting then?

Yeah I guess you could call it that but really I'm paying my dues to the people who helped me, this little shits owner let me sleep on her couch for 3 months even though she had just got engaged and had a 7 year old daughter running around the house, I will do anything for the people who trust me. People who say they will do anything for their friends obviously doesn't know the difference between friendship and trust, friendship is given, respect and trust are repaid

You going somewhere with this or just rambling?

Caliban tosses a twig at his friend and continues

I'm rambling, I just have some things on my mind

Well yeah I don't think any of us know what to think this week, I mean do you have a plan? Of any kind, I mean this is a 3 move match man, you are lucky if you do the same move 3 times in a match this really is not going to work in your favor dude, it isn't fighting a 5 move wonder its about fighting as one, how the hell are you gunna fight this guy without getting DQ'd

Jordy shoots his companion a sharp look

You ever see me Caliboom someone in a bar fight?

There was the one time you jumped off the top tier of weather-spoons into a riot on the floor below

And that was the best suicida of my life but this is different, I was worried about this because really Gray has turned this into an MMA match with only one submission maneuver, I am literally gunna have to smash his face to mush, knock him the fuck out and pin him 

Hutchy's silent skepticism from behind the camera almost radiates into the atmosphere of where they are 

You don't have a plan do you

Caliban shakes his head exhaling the hit from his joint

Dude you told Sinney you had a plan, you told everyone you had a plan, what in the hell are you going to do against this guy?

Punch, Kick, clover leaf

Yeah that got a nice reaction on Adrenaline but you know that elbow is against the rules of the match and do you really wanna lose this on something so petty? Dude the guy came out of nowhere, he means nothing at all, losing this wont affect you that much 

First night we met I was nothing to you and you were nothing to me and yet today you moved halfway across the world to bring the cave to me, I need to put this down before this guy decides he can hang around and own my ass for the next 6 months, I will not have another half wit from somewhere else walking into MY COMPANY and putting me down because he feels entitled to by some bygone relationship from a shitty company elsewhere that nobody but Brian Hollywood really cares about in PWX 

So really then, what are you gunna do?

Caliban quickly hops off the table and calls on the dog before turning back to the camera

What I always do mate, fight till I can't stand up anymore, even if it is just with the weapons thrust upon me, I don't see any other way, I mean I could prove my point and just pile driver the dick but then that would be another loss and quite possibly a suspension from the higher ups. They have me wounded and backed into the corner, that's why I don't have a plan, I have no idea how this is going to play out. The first time I as in a room with this dude he cable tied me to a pipe and wailed on me with a chair while chanting Punch, kick, clover leaf at me over and over, those 3 words are baked into my head and Gray I know you will watch this, from me, to you 

He takes a long drag of a smoke and tosses the butt 

A small part of me likes it, I don't need a plan I said it all along Gray, one shot, just one and this is over with, you will not walk from that arena, that's a promise 

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We open on a younger Caliban brushing his teeth in the bathroom mirror, he spits, opens the medicine cabinet, takes a swig of mouthwash and closes the door of the medicine cabinet,he gargles, swashes and then violently jumps back and sprays the bathroom mirror, staring back at him is the Pumpkin mask he wasn't wearing a second ago, he reaches for his face expecting to find fabric but only his skin and stubble 

What in the fucking, how is that

Shut up will you 

He stops and cocks his head on side, the mask in the mirror, did it just speak?

Adeus is that you again, I know you can face me man to man so stop hiding in my god damn bathroom mirror all the time 

Again the voice cuts in, its high pitched and manik, very obviously the one from Jordys dreams 

Not this time, friend, I am simply the man whose face you wear to the ring,

What the hell does that mean?

That mask the old boy gave, you wear it for 5 minutes a night when you enter the arena, I have been wearing it since I was a child, we bond when you do this, we have bonded already, do know the scarecrow

The dreams, the post, those insane conversations, it was all you?

Correct young one, what you have been experiencing is a merging, something which you must accept to fully complete, I am here as you means boy, that shell you turned into a body through hard work and countless time in a hospital, I am the power source that will make it run, all you must do is accept me

I'm doing pretty good by myself thank you 

The masks mouth opens so wide it covers the entirety of its face as it laughs, Caliban can see right down into the pit of this creatures 

You can thank Adeus for that, you have no idea the lengths he is going to just to show what we are capable of, what we can make you if you let us 

The old man said he wants my soul and I dunno if that's something I can give up, I am being asked to do something I can't completely comprehend, if souls exist then doesn't that basically sell mine down the river?

Caliban walks slowly towards the mirror and sink again,

Am I selling my soul to the devil? 

He reaches it and he turns the tap on to rinse his mouth out, when he looks back up its only his face staring back at him , he turns to leave and hanging on the hook on the door is the mask, waiting for him 

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Calibanned radio presents a eulogy for GrayStone 



In pretty much exactly 48 hours from now I step into the ring with a bona fide hall of famer in Graystone, when you face a hall of fame player you don't face a man you face a legacy, you face every person the son of a bitch ever shared a ring with. Every tag partner or title challenger. I like to make out to the world that what I do is easy and the people I beat are beaten easily, until I get in the ring and then it becomes very apparent that what we do is not. Since I got the memo

Suddenly something distorts the airways and a high pitched manik voice screams out through the speakers

OI!!!!!! WERE NONE OF YOU CUNTS LISTENING TO ME? THIS ISNT A JORDAN CALIBAN FIGHT, IF GRAYSTONE WANTS A GODDAMN PUNCH KICK CLOVERLEAF MATCH IM DOWN WITH THAT, TO ME I CALL THAT A FUCKING FIGHT, SO PUT YOUR DUKES UP MR FANCY BRITCHES BECAUSE MR CHAINSAW IS COMING FOR YOUR FUCKING LIMBS, YOU THINK YOU ARE SCARY, YOU THINK YOU KNOW CREEPY, YOU THINK YOU HAVE EVER BEEN IN THE SAME ROOM WITH FREAKY? GET FUCKED FLAYED FACE, IM ABOUT TO SCARE THE EVER LOVING SHIT OUT OF YOU AND NEXT TIME YOU THINK ABOUT CROSSING ME YOU WILL BEG FOR SOMETHING AS SAFE AS THE CAGE OF DEATH BECAUSE WHEN YOU CUT THIS DOWN TO 3 MOVES YOU CENTER THIS SHIT FOR MY TUNNEL VISION TO CUT A HOLE STRAIGHT THROUGH YOU, ORDER IS ONLY AS CHAOTIC AS THE MIND IT IS CONTAINED WITHIN, YOU THINK YOU OUT THOUGHT ME WHEN REALLY YOU JUST LIT THE FUSE, GRAY THIS WILL EITHER END OR JUST FULLY BEGIN AT HOSTILE TAKEOVER BUT EITHER WAY JUST REMEMBER YOU FACE THE DARKEST SIDE OF THE YOUNG MAN YOU HUNT, THE ONE WE CREATED TO FACE HEATHENS LIKE YOU, I WILL ERADICATE YOU AND THEN JORDAN CALIBAN WILL TAKE EVERYTHING THIS COMPANY HAS... INCOMING     

[graystone]

“My sweet Jordy… this one’s for you…”

I’m speaking to you in the space between heartbeats when nothing happens. It’s quiet, like a barren soybean field. No blood pumps. There’s a fluorescent light flickering above my head – it reminds me of you.

You, Jordan Caliban.

You remind me of the entrails of a musk turtle. You remind me of a knife slipped into a swollen belly. You remind me of the woodpecker sounding the funeral drum.

You remind me of… me.

We’re under the covers, Jordan. And, I’m going to tell you the exact reason why I’ve crawled into the PWX bed, and decided to spoon you.

It all started when you first rolled into High Octane Wrestling. I stood in the back watching you on the monitor, and it was like looking into a mirror of my younger self. So much passion. So much emotion. So much reckless abandon…

So much stupidity. So much ignorance. So much garbage.

I mean, really Jordan, you’re not very good at this wrestling thing. If you haven’t noticed, you’ve been the laughing stock of PWX.

And – truth be told – you were the laughing stock of HOW for about 5 minutes when your ass got booted out the door just as quick as you were let in.

Let me break it down for you in terms that you can understand: You have the emotional capacity of a 5 year-old boy. When you don’t get your way, it’s like someone took away your favorite Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle. When you speak, you don’t command an audience because you’re weak.

I used to have the emotional capacity of a 5-year-old boy, Jordan. You know what happened? When I was 5, I was just like you. I had the same intellectual and emotional capacity as you do. My father and mother lost their jobs and couldn’t afford to take care of me anymore. So, you know what they did? My father drove me to my uncle’s house and dropped me off. He said I would be staying with him for awhile.

That night was the first time it happened. He crawled into the bed with me. He told me to be quiet like a good boy.

Then he touched me.

And guess what? From that day forward, everything changed. Over the next 2 decades I was groomed to be a ruthless wrecking machine. I was taught how to lie still and keep my mouth shut. I was taught how to choke people out. I was taught how to be a champion.

You know what it takes, Jordan? It takes keeping your mouth shut. It takes you opening up your eyes and ears. It takes watching and listening, not speaking.

You know why I’ve targeted you? You know why I’ve agreed to this match? Because I want you to grow up. I want you to become a real man.

Each and every time I assaulted you, I did so because I want more from you.

Your problem is that you’re so self-centered and worried about yourself. You have no business sense whatsoever. All you can think about is what your next great spot is going to be, or what character you’re going to morph into next.

I’ve got news for you… it makes you look like a fucking fool.

Part of me wants to grab you and toss you into the pool with the sharks.

The other part wants to hold you next to me for just a little while longer.

At the end of the day – this has been about one thing: transformation.

This is Jordan Caliban’s opportunity to shift from being a whiny little bitch into becoming a serious A-Player in PWX.

Each and every time I’ve beaten you down, I’ve done so for one reason. I want you to pay attention. I want you to watch as I utterly destroy you week in and week out.

You know what that does? That makes you more perceptive. When you stand across the ring from me at Hostile Takeover IV, you’re going to be looking into the eyes of the man that has beaten your ass for a solid month. You’re going to be looking into the eyes of the man that has cost you countless opportunities in PWX. You’re going to be standing in the ring with the sickest son-of-a-bitch in professional wrestling.

And you’re going to have a choice.

You can bring everything you have and show up like a man, or you can prove me wrong and be that little pussy that everyone thinks you are.

It’s your choice. I can lead you to the water, but I can’t make you drink. You’re the one that has to decide to drink.

And I want you to take big gulps.

The match that we’re having – we’re making history. This is the first ever match in pro wrestling history that is contested under Punch, Kick, Cloverleaf rules.

And you know what? I’m showing up to punch the living shit out of you. I’m showing up to kick your head off. I’m showing up to wrap you into a pretzel and make you tap out.

I will make you a man – or I will die trying.