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Post by shinnstheory on Dec 4, 2004 4:01:04 GMT 1
Keep on, keepin' on!
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Post by Gormy on Dec 5, 2004 1:29:30 GMT 1
Gormy is sat in a large leather armchair. In her hands she holds the Women's Belt. She strokes it fondly as though it was a cat. She has waited so long for this. She has fought so hard, trained for so long. Finally she has come face to face with THE thing that has kept her going. Finally she has the gold that she desired. It was almost like an addiction, she had to have it. Now she did, it felt good, but an anticlimax all the same. The feeling she got chasing it was so strong. It was real, now this felt like a dream.
She turns the belt over and over in her hands. She runs a finger along the name - GormyMuppet. It looked good. Tonight though, she will vanquish her hold on this belt for good. No-one will ever hold this belt again. She will be the last. She felt sad, almost grieving for the belt, the title she was giving away. A small tear runs down her cheek and she wipes it away.
Mentally shaking herself, Gormy puts the belt down. She has plans and doesn't want to be late. Firstly she has to be given her new title. She still is a little aprehensive about this. No-one has told her what it is. Shinns is never around and never answers her calls when she tries to ask him about it. If she sees him, he skirts around it and changes the subject. Rocky, well bless him, he is no use to man nor beast in his state.
After that however, Gormy hopes that the rest of her evening will go exactly to plan. A small smile plays on her lips as she mentally plans out the rest of her night. With that final thought in her head, Gormy takes out a mobile phone from her jeans pocket, dials a number and waits for a reply.....
Fade to black
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HeX
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Always watching.
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Post by HeX on Dec 5, 2004 23:19:59 GMT 1
Zerion shines brightly through the darkned arena. How ever no clear Picture can be seen. Instead only static is visable. Suddenely an eye flashes on, then flashes off. This is repeated a few times over and finally a black backround is shown on Zerion with this eye in the middle. The eye seems to be made of fire and it just stays there. The arena still jet black now turns to a blood red colour. Now out of no-where a voice could be heard.....
VoiceCast from our home. Cast into the pit of the damned. Banished from the one place we know and love. All for feeling a regular, common feeling............ Love.Love has cast us from our paradise.............
Zerion now shows a screen of fire. It looks like some sort of pit. Standing in the middle is a man. Dressed in a long black coat, leather troussers tucked into some black boots. He has longish black hair and a scare from the bottom of his eye to his chin. The man speaks.......
Now at the end, cast away, my love slowly turns to hate. Hate for humans. Feel the HeX
The picture seems to explode and the arena returns to a normal colour
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Post by Hellspawn on Dec 6, 2004 16:09:35 GMT 1
Soul Reaper and Wench are talking when there is a knock at the door. Wench gets up to answer it. She opens the door and finds a delivery man there with a box.
DM:Got a package here for Wench.
W:That's me.
DM:Sign here please.
Wench sign the delivery order and takes the package. She turns towards Soul Reaper with a confused look on her face.
SR:Does it have a card or anything.
Wench checks the box but finds no card. She places the package on the table and removes the lid.
SR:Well who's it from?
W:It's from him.
SR:I'll kill him.
W:No from my baby.
Wench pulls out a chain with dried blood on it. A note is attached to the chain. Wench removes the note and reads. She looks up at Reaper with a smile.
W:He will be here next week.
SR:Good.
The scene fades as Wench hugs the chain.
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Post by evenflow on Dec 7, 2004 19:39:28 GMT 1
Backstage at the P2PW arena, a father and his eight year old boy are backstage. They seem to waiting for someone. Out of a near by door comes a P2PW road agent......
Agent: Hey folks can i help you with something?
The little boy looks up at the Road agent......
Boy:Um yes sir, um we have come to see Evenflow, we wrote him a letter and he said he would meet us. He is my favourite wrestler and i really am looking forward to this.
The little boy smiles but the Road Agent has a sad look on his face.
Agent: I'm afraid that Evenflow is seriously hurt son. He may have a broken back and im afraid he is not here. But what i can do is take you backstage so you cab meet some other P2PW talent. How about that
The father thanks the road agent and the three of them walk off, a single tear rolls down the little boy's face.
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Post by Scream on Dec 8, 2004 21:59:16 GMT 1
Soundscream is watching a clip of Trent Acid, Venus, and Tyler Stone from Deserted.
Television audio
Trent Acid: I have something I want to tell you guys, but I don't know if I should.
Venus: Is it THAT serious?
Trent Acid: I'm not pacing because of my match, I'm pacing cause I think that us 3 are being deceiv . . .
Trent stops himself and shakes his head
Trent Acid: Never mind.
Venus: Woah woah . . .what? What were you gonna say?
Trent Acid: Just remember that Soundscream always says "Deception is Inevitable". It's a matter of time guys. Tick . . . Tock . . . Tick . . Tock.
Soundscream shakes his head and turns the t.v. off just as Tyler Stone enters the locker room
Tyler: Hey man, what's up?
Soundscream: Maybe you should tell me.
A look of confusion graces Tylers face. Soundscream quickly holds his head as if he is in great pain
Tyler You, you ok Scream.
Soundscream: Huh? I'm fine. But the real question is are you ok. So you, Trent and Venus think I'm deceiving you?
Tyler: Listen, I thin....
Soundscream grabs Tyler by his jacket and presses him against the wall
Soundscream: No, no, no Tyler. I think. And I think it's time that you, me, Venus, and Trent have a little talk.
Soundscream lets go of Tyler and exits the locker room. Just as he is about to close the door he looks back at Tyler
Soundscream: I've been nothing but good to you Tyler. Just remember that. You've seen what I'm capable of and what I'll do to those who fuck with me. Just remember that.
Tyler looks at the televsion and turns it on. The screen shows Trent, Tyler and Venus from Deserted. A look of dissapointment draws on Tyler. He grabs his cell phone and dials a number
Tyler: It's Stone, we need to talk
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Post by Aladdin on Dec 8, 2004 22:13:27 GMT 1
Here is my first ever promo:
In a dark room in the back, you cannot see anything or anyone. Someone breathing heavily starts cracking their fingers, still you can't see who it is. A spotlight is turned on and you see a small tiger lying in the middle of the light starring into the camera. From the darkness you start to hear a voice, but still cant see anything but the tiger.
(In a low voice)"The Tiger" Aladdin: I'm here in P2PW. i've been through every federation, working my way to get here and now i am. I've been watching everyone closely and i'm impressed. You all are great wrestlers, but you've all lost matches. i've got that extra factor, that extra feeling that drives me to win. I dont know what loss is, i've never been beaten and i will keep my unbeaten streak intact forever. I am the Predator and you are all my prey. how are you gonna stop me. I want to wrestle every single one of you, to prove that no-one can beat me. If you think otherwise, then PROVE ME WRONG!
Aladdin emerges from the shadows. You see a scar running across his face and his bulging muscles through his shirt . He kneels down beside his tiger and strokes it. The tiger sits up and Aladdin picks him up
Aladdin: You may know that i have never won any singles titles in my career. I know what you're thinking, "you've beaten everyone you've faced but howcome you've never been champion?" Well there's a simple anwer to that. All those titles were worthless to me, i need a title which has meaning, that'sa why i came here. i am going after every champion in this Federation, working my way up the ladder. I know the meaning of hard work and i am willing to go from worst to best, eliminating everone in my way. Soul Reaper, you're P2PW World Champ. i am coming for you, not just yet, but i know you will be champ when i am done with everyone else, so i will be the one to take your belt. But for now Nation, you're my target i'm taking away your titles and there is nothing you or anyone else is gonna do about it. BEWARE THE TIGER IS LOOSE!
The tiger brushes back his long hair and puts his huge canines on display. His pet tiger scratches at the camera and eventually smacks to the ground, which leads to a blank screen and the end of the promo
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Post by brockandsable on Dec 9, 2004 18:11:47 GMT 1
The first promo for E2, the One Man Killing Machine.
In a broken down weightlifting facility somewhere in the Bronx, Manny, a 5’8” bald man who resembles Teddy Long, sports a grey sweatshirt and sweatpants with a white towel around his neck. We can see that he is standing at the front of a flat bench press machine, ready to offer someone a spot.
The weight room he’s in is a very cold and gloomy place. The walls are a dull yellow, as if having been painted white some 20 years ago and never attended to since. No posters or decorations anywhere, just a half-broken mirror on one of the walls of the room. This room has the feel of intensity, hostility and isolation.
Manny checks the security locks on either side of the flat bench bar and ensures the weight is just right. On either side of the 45lb bar are two 45lb stone plates. 225lbs. total. It’s heavy weight for a rookie lifter, average weight for an athlete in good shape, but cake weight for a Killer.
Manny: Are you ready Killa?
On the opposite side of the room stands E2, a 6’9”, very well built, monster of an athlete who resembles a very intense looking Ahmed Johnson. His head is bald and his body is sculpted like Batista. Each muscle from his shoulders and arms to his pecks and his abs to his quads and his calves are defined, as if each were given special dedicated time and treatment.
This monster lives in the weight room. 24/7.
E2 sports black trunks with the name “Killa” written in white on the back. He has black kneepads, black boots and black tape that wrap around his wrists and over his thumbs, much like a very serious prizefighter. E2 has a calm demeanor but begins to shift his weight from either foot and roll his head around on his neck in an effort to hype himself up. This is where Manny comes in as his motivator. Manny is the master of talking shit and his speeches are used as fuel for E2.
Manny I said, are you ready Killa?
E2 says nothing, but he moves over toward the bench and assumes the position, ready to lift his weight. With little effort E2 begins pressing the weight as easy as a child would lift a crayon. Manny spots him but begins the rundown.
Manny You know Killa, I’m really impressed by what I’ve seen so far in the ring and in the locker room. I mean you got guys with technical, brawling styles. You got guys that show me they can take pain! You got guys who will stop at nothing to get to the top! You even got women around that locker room who aren’t afraid to stand up to men in the ring. Hell you got a guy walking around there with two championship belts. What do you think of that Killa?
E2 finishes his set of ten and replaces the bar.
E2:More
In a quick manner, Manny adds another 45lb slab to each side of the bar, bring the total weight to 315lbs. With barely 15 seconds rest, E2 begins lifting again, benching the weight as effortlessly as the first set. Manny resumes his motivation speech.
Manny There are some pretty intense playas in there Killa but we’re gonna have to take ‘em out, one body at a time, one sorry soul right after another. (pauses) Male or female.
E2 has now finished his second set and Manny quickly adds another 45lb weight to each side of the bar, bringing the total weight to 405lbs. As E2 begins his repetitions, he begins to grunt as the weight has become something that requires some effort—some more motivtion.
Manny: Hell the World Heavyweight Champion looks good and I’m sure our paths will cross at one point or another. But there is a problem Killa. You got a players representing New York who bust in offices asking for World title shots. I only know of one playa who represents the NYC at p2p, and that’s the One Man Killing Machine!
Instead of stopping at 10, E2 becomes angry and continues to bench, exerting more strength and energy toward his workout. Manny’s words are serving E2’s fury well.
Manny: You gonna have to walk in there are represent playa! You gonna have to walk in there and show everyone just who E2 is and what E2 is all about. You gonna have to show everyone that the One Man Killing Machine is an unstoppable force who sees no reason! Who shows no mercy! and ain’t a man walkin’ this planet that can teach E2 compassion!
Instead of stopping at what has become 20 repetitions with 405lbs, E2 continues to lift the weight like a man possessed. Exerting more strength and effort than ever before; grunting hard at the end of each rep; visualizing the athletes he plans to take out one by one in his mind.
Manny: Get that weight up Killa! Show ‘em what you’re made of! This is your show! This is your destiny! You gotta go in there and show me and all the fans out in the world just who is representin’ the Bronx, JUST WHO IS THE ONE MAN KILLING MACHINE!”<br>
As E2 hits rep number 25 he crashes the weight on the bar, jumps up off the bench press and screams “KILLA!” loudly and runs to the other side of the room like a man gone insane. He clutches his fists against the opposite wall and bows his head, like a prizefighter bowed in a corner praying before a fight. All is silent. Manny turns to the camera and looks the audience right in the eye.
Manny: E2 is a man of few words so let me set the record straight for all ‘a y’all out there wondering just who my man is and what my man in all about. E2 is the One Man Killing Machine. We are all about business and we don’t care who it is or where it is, we are going to take ‘em down one by one. Anyone who stands between E2 and the World Heavyweight Championship is gonna to have a severe price to pay. Bodies will drop and tears will fall….
The camera pans around to reveal E2 fully facing the camera, sweating from his head, eyes red from the headrush.
E2: (calmly) One body at a time……one dead soul at a time……
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Post by Simz on Dec 9, 2004 18:56:37 GMT 1
music hits but there is no one there then the lights go out.
the crowd is confused and then a video hits it shows a graveyard. the graveyard has a dark sky and many tombstones in it. there is blood and sweat on the tombstones
then in the cramra moves acroos the graveyard and we see the front gaves they have the words THE UNBELIVERS on them
then there is a blinding light which from a distance u see a wrestler with his head down then the cramra gets closer and u can see his face and with a grin he says '' I coming so u better BELIVE ! '' then he laughs an evil cackel.
there is another bliding light with the words
SIMZ
!!!!! BELIVE !!!!!
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Post by shinnstheory on Dec 9, 2004 19:03:21 GMT 1
Hey guys! Thanks for the extra promos. I'll catch up on them now. But, I am also in the middle of writing the show, so I'll be locking this now. Thanks again.
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