TNT's Night of the Champs Results - 30th March

[Aladdin]

TNT presents Night of the Champions

LIVE from Madison Square Garden, New York

One on One with E2
Guest: “The Tiger” Vegeta

(Written by E2)[/b][/center]

The mesmerizing beats of L.L.’s “Headsprung” blast on the arena speakers as the red spotlight focuses on the curtain, where E2 is expected to appear. The New York audience boos loudly at the sound of the entrance theme, however, no One Man Killing Machine. After some time, some members of the audience begin to get confused. Cameras pan to the right and then pan to the left. Finally, one camera spots E2, entering through the crowd, on the arena’s West Side. Normal people look like dwarves next to this giant. And the fear is evident as the people near E2 fall pack and create a path for this demon. Blitz! World Heavyweight Champion Soundscream is in attendance as well, but he is not the least bit intimidated, He simply nods his head with respect as E2 climbs over the railing and gets into the ring, ready for business.

E2 “Cut the music!!”

The music cuts. Now all that remains is the sound of heavy booing emanating from this capacity crowd. They hate this man.

E2 “You people don’t know what respect is all about. You’re booing the man who is THE future of this company. You’re booing the man who is the number one draw for TNT. You’re booing the man, who will not only become the next P2PW Internet Champion, you’re booing the man who, in the not to distant future, will become the next World Heavyweight Champion!”

The booing becomes even louder. CLOSE UP on a latino kid in the audience. “YOU SUCK!!”

E2 “Yeah, more disrespect. That’s why I hated this second rate city. That’s why I packed up my bags, and moved to a city that is more in tune with things. I packed my shit and moved to Philadelphia!!”

The jeering intensifies yet again. There is a rather large round black man in the front row sporting a Charlie Brown T-shirt and NY Mets baseball cap that is obviously too small. “EAT SHIT E2!!”

E2 “And finally, if you people disrespected the New York City Fire Department the way you’re disrespecting me now, no wonder they shunned those victims and did a half-ass job on the 911 clean up!”

Pure hatred is coming from the crowd now, as that was a little too close to home. “ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE!” E2 simple spreads his massive arms and embraces the hatred, like a beach bum bathing in the sun. “YOU”RE MAMA’s A SLUT MOTHERFUCKER!!”

E2 “That’s what I’m talkin’ about.” (Putting his arms down) Now tonight’s guest is a man who I consider to be a very lucky bastard. Last week this poser was fired from Blitz!, but instead of being in line filling out unemployment papers, someone here at TNT decided to give this playa a second chance. That someone was ‘THE TIGER’ ALADDIN.”

The crowd cheers loudly at the sound of that name. E2 gives the audience the gas face.

E2 “Yeah, obvious favouritism. So without further ado, let me introduce to you, the newest addition to the TNT roster—a man who I’m sure I will have the pleasure of using as a doormat one day---‘THE TIGER’ VEGETA!!!”

The audience erupts with crazy cheering as “One Step Closer” hits over the P.A. system as VEGETA emerges and makes his way down the aisle. The fans show him love and he returns it cordially by tagging hands with fans who have aisle and ringside seats. Once at ringside, VEGETA uses his agility to hop on the apron and jump over the top rope. E2 looks down at him.

E2 “So how does it feel to have been thrown off of Blitz!, you know, the B show? How does it feel to kicked off a second rate show, and then wind up here on Night of the Champions?”

Vegeta “First off all E2, you’re an amazing athlete and a great competitor, but to take a jab at this city’s fire department, after everything its been through, is just downright low.”

The crowd cheers at the show of respect, but E2 stares daggers at Vegeta.

Vegeta “And second of all, I was not fired from Blitz!, I was traded.”

E2 continues to stare, stone faced.

Vegeta “And lastly, after I win the Gauntlet Match tonight and become the number one contender for the World Heavyweight Championship, I think I’ll do a little celebrating with Amie.”

E2 raises an eyebrow.

Vegeta “You see, many people in this audience may be wondering why you came out alone tonight, without your partner. The fact is, she knocked on my dressing room door to wish me luck tonight. And I must say, she looked quite stunning.”

E2 is heating up as beads of sweat begin to form on his forehead.

Vegeta “She looked a little ‘hungry’ Elijah. Perhaps you’re putting too much focus on winning the Internet belt, and not enough focus on…..well, taking care of things.”

The crowd roars “OOOOOH!” as E2 drops like a dead weight to the canvas and rolls out of the ring. Once on the floor, he reaches underneath the ring and pulls out a long, solid, lead pipe, about three feet in length. The he rolls back into the squared circle and walks up to Vegeta. He is within striking distance.

E2 (using the pinky on his free hand to unclog his ear) You know, I had a little wax in my ear, playa. I don’t think I heard you quite right. You mind repeating yourself .

E2 smiles sadistically, waiting for the words to come out. Waiting for his ammunition.

Vegeta (Camera zooming in a bit on Vegeta who is unmoved) “I said, maybe you need to spend more time bending Amie over rather than waste precious air running your mouth.”

E2 “Yeah, I thought you said something like that.”

In a flash, E2 takes a swing at Vegeta with the pipe. But the athlete ducks swiftly to avoid the blow. Frustrated, E2 swings the pipe at Vegeta again, and again, and again, but the 6’2” superstar is just too swift for the One Man Killing Machine. Finally, Vegeta drops and rolls out of the ring before any damage can be done.

E2 (Waving the pipe) “Get back in this ring, Vegeta!!”

Vegeta shakes his head no, wisely taking a stand in the middle of the aisle, wanting to save his energy for what will be a brutal Gauntlet Match to follow.

E2 “Get back in this ring man!!”

Vegeta denies. Finally the One Man Killing Machine climbs over the top rope, pipe in hand and begins to walk toward TNT’s latest acquisition. However, before things get too far out of hand, MASTADON appears on Zeroin.

Mastadon “That’s it E2, waste all your valuable energy on the small stuff, so that you will have nothing left when it’s time to get it on in our Ultimate X match tonight.”

E2 stops in his tracks to give this a thought.

Mastadon “I suggest you save your strength for the match. I am 0 and 2 against you, but I guarantee that I will redeem myself later and walk away with the Internet Title. But I don’t want any excuses on your behalf. I want you at100 percent you filthy piece of ghetto trash.”

The crowd erupts with praise for the MVP-DON. Vegeta holds his ground, while E2 lowers the pipe, and walks back toward the crowd where he made his original entrance.

Zeroin fades out. Vegeta seems set for the opener, and E2 takes the route in which he came in, the crowd parting, making a path as the angry 7-foot black man stomps away angrily with a pipe.


As E2 disappears in the crowd, Vegeta slides back into the ring, set for the his match up. He stretches, using the ropes to hold onto. He rotates his arms and neck, making them a bit more limber, so that he is a bit more relaxed. Finally he starts to run against the ropes, from one side to the other and back again continuously doing the same exercise, until the ref gets into the ring. The ref checks Vegeta for any weapons, and then runs him by the rules, when suddenly “You Start The Fire” hits and Vegeta turns his head I surprise towards the stage, dreading the fact that his first opponent is going to be, the very technically sound, Tyler “The Assassin” Stone. In true heel fashion Tyler takes his time to get down the ramp and into the ring. Vegeta, straight away offers his hand to Tyler, as he enters the ring, and Tyler surprisingly accepts. The two of them shake hands, when out of nowhere Tyler pulls Vegeta forwards and nails him with a stiff clothesline, flooring the man who is almost as technically sound as he is. Tyler steps over Vegeta and lowers himself. He takes a hold of his head and starts to throw punches as the ref calls for the bell and the first match of the night is officially underway.

Number One Contendership for the P2PW Heavyweight Championship

Gauntlet Match[/u]
Amie Vs. Dan “Dragon” Taylor Vs. Destiny Vs. The Eye of the Storm Vs. Tyler “The Assassin” Stone Vs. “The Prodigy” Frankie Logan Vs. Lbm Vs. Reece Somers Vs. Chad Classic Vs. “The Tiger” Vegeta[/color]
(Written by Aladdin)[/b][/center]


Tyler continues to hit Vegeta with punches to the face, but Vegeta uses his flexibility to lifts up his legs and grabs Tyler around the neck, pulling him down to the mat with a head scissor head lock. Vegeta holds the submission tight, raising his upper body to apply some more pressure. Tyler wiggles around to try and get out, but Vegeta doesn’ have any of it, keeping him grounded. Knowing that he can’t get out like that, Tyler start to kick at the chest of Vegeta. He then uses his legs to put Vegeta in a head scissors of his own, so that the two of them have the same hold intact. The crowd go wild at the sight of this. However neither of them are able to move and so both are willing to break the hold as they would have no choice but to tap. The two of them gets up after a short breather, and straight away ensue in a chopping battle. The two of them both deliver every stiff chopps, similar to Kenta Kobashi, to the chest of the other, which receives a “Wooo” from the crowd after each one. By now both of their chests are glowing red and Tyler seems to be getting the better of Vegeta, backing him against the ropes after four consecutive chops. However Vegeta, out of nowhere, hits a roundhouse kick to the chest of Tyler, much harder than any of the chops, forcing him down to the mat. Vegeta runs at Tyler, as he rolls around and gets up, and delivers another kick to the chest. Tyler once again falls backwards, rolls around and gets back up, but this time into the corner. Vegeta runs at him, does a forward cartwheel type move and then a shining wizard type move in the corner to the upper body of Tyler. Vegeta, having been caught up in the ropes, shouts to the crowd to get a bit louder, jumps up and kicks Tyler in the face, flips over in mid-air and lands on his feet, as the crowd pop huge for the combo. Tyler is hung up in the corner as Vegeta poses for the crowd, both of them getting fired up. Vegeta then looks back at Tyler in the same position, having expected him to have moved by know. Vegeta, impatiently, walks over to him but Tyler shows that he was playing possum by poking Vegeta in the eyes and then, using his tights to pull him down so that his face hits the second turnbuckle. Tyler takes a few steps backwards and then runs at Vegeta, hitting a knee to the back of his head, squashing him against the turnbuckle.

Tyler lifts him out of the corner and hits a back suplex, causing Vegeta to land on the back of his head. Tyler quickly goes for a cover, looking to make the first elimination of the match but Vegeta kicks out at one. Tyler quickly picks Vegeta, hits a few quickfire punches and whips him into the ropes. Vegeta comes springing off the ropes, towards Tyler. “The Assassin” goes for a sidewalk slam but Vegeta counters hitting a head scissor takedown. Tyler immediately gets up and goes straight for Vegeta, but gets met by an arm toss. Tyler gets up once more, and gets thrown over again with an arm toss. Tyler jumps up one more time, but this time is met with a belly to belly suplex, followed by a cover, which gets a two count. Vegeta gets up, springs off the ropes and goes for a elbow drop, however Tyler grabs his arm in the air and pulls him into a crippler crossface, which he calls The Executioner. Tyler stretches Vegeta’s arm, trying to rip it off his shoulder, while pulling his head and neck violently backwards. Vegeta struggles to get over to the ropes as Tyler is putting his weight on top of Vegeta’s back. He tries desperately to break the hold, clawing away at Tyler’s grip, but nothing. Vegeta starts to go blue in the face, but doesn’t give up. He uses his arm to lift himself off the ground in the hope that it my relieve him of some pressure. Vegeta looks as if he is about to pass out when he uses his arm to push himself over, so that he is on top of Tyler in a pinning predicament..1…2…3! In a shock, Vegeta makes quick work of Tyler, having used his wits to win. Tyler hasn’t realized he has been eliminated from the match until the ref gets him to break the hold.

Ring Announcer: Tyler “The Assassin” Stone has been eliminated by pinfall.

When Tyler hears this he release Vegeta from the submission and gets in the face of the ref for the decision. After a lot of persuasion, Tyler leaves but not before picking Vegeta up and hitting a german suplex on him. Tyler, still pissed off at yet another missed opportunity, heads up the ramp as “The Sandman” hits and Eye of the Storm comes running out. He comes quickly down the ramp and slides into the ring, hoping to take advantage of Vegeta. Eye of the Storm cockily walks over to him and slowly picks him up. However straight away Vegeta throws Eye of the Storm’s arm behind his shoulder and hits the Tiger Press finisher, his version of the Uranagi/Rock Bottom. Vegeta goes for the pin…1….2….3! Vegeta pins Eye of the Storm in what probably is record time, as the crowd laugh hysterically. Vegeta gets up and Eye of the Storm slides out of the ring.

Ring Announcer: Eye of the Storm has been eliminated by pinfall.

“Armageddon” is heard booming from the PA system and the debuting Destiny makes her way to the ring, taking her time. She climbs the steps and gets into the ring. She goes over to Vegeta and shakes his hand, in a show of respect. The two of them back off a little, allowing Vegeta to get a quick break before hooking up in the middle of the ring. Destiny takes advantage early on, twisting Vegeta’s arm around, but Vegeta soon shows off his athleticism by flipping over, to get out of the hold, and then throws her over with an arm drag. Destiny doesn’t get too hasty and takes her time to get back up. The two of them shake hands once more in the middle of the ring. This time they take a hold of each other’s hand and try to go for a strength contest. Vegeta is simply toying with Destiny, allowing her to twist his arm around, but in reality he is not even trying. Vegeta laughs a bit, before showing her, his real strength. Destiny is overwhelmed and tries her hardest to counter his strength but I unable to do so. Instead she stomps on his foot and then pushes him backwards to one knee. Vegeta clutches his feet as the crowd all chuckle a bit. Vegeta looks back at her and smiles, whereas she is all business, not breaking her concentration.

Vegeta charges at her and drives her into the corner, he follows this up with a few shoulder tackles in the corner, followed by a knee to the mid-section. Vegeta runs over to the otherside and then charges back at her with a stinger splash, however she dodges the move and sends Vegeta crashing into the turnbuckle. Vegeta turns around, holding onto his chest, and walks into Destiny who jumps up and goes for a huracanrana, but Vegeta blocks the move, causing Destiny to fall flat onto her back. Vegeta grabs her legs and goes for the Tiger Shooter, his sharpshooter finisher, but Destiny doesn’t allow him to do so, pushing him away with her legs. Vegeta is pushed into the ropes and so bounces off, straight back into Destiny, but this time flips over and takes a hold of her legs so that he is in a pinning position…1…2….but Destiny kicks out. She kicks her legs together, sandwiching Vegeta’s head. He gets up, so that he is sitting on the mat with his legs straight in front of him. Destiny quickly gets up and hits a hard kick to the back of “The Tiger”. She springs off the ropes and goes for a dropkick to the face of Vegeta but he drops back down so that she misses. Vegeta grabs her leg and tries to go for the Tiger Shooter once again, however Destinyt doesn’t stay still and so Vegeta, instead catapults her into the corner. He goes to the corner and lifts her up on to the top rope. He then climbs to the top and goes for a back suplex, when out of nowhere he gets hit with a steel chair, causing him to fall back in pain, with Destiny still on the rope. Eye of the Storm is seen yielding the chair, and then stands over Vegeta, annoyed by his quick elimination from the match. The ref then goes over to the ring announcer and tells him something.

Ring Announcer: Destiny has been eliminated by disqualification.

Destiny looks so surprised by the decision, totally pissed off. Destiny then turns her attention to Eye of the Storm, who is still talking trash to Vegeta. Destiny goes up behind Eye of the Storm, unknown to him and hits a roundhouse kick to the back of his head. She then turns him around, bounces off the ropes and hits a bulldog. She climbs the ropes and jumps off, hitting a swanton bomb on Eye of the Storm. She then uses her feet to slide the trash out of the ring. Destiny then tends to Vegeta, helping him back to his feet. Vegeta looks at her, wondering why she is helping him out, but doesn’t make any complaints. Once Destiny sees that Vegeta is alright, she shakes his hand and wishes him good luck as she heads back up the ramp to the back, getting a round of applause from the crowd for her good sportsmanship.

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Vegeta gets a short break because his next opponent takes a while to come out. After almost a minute, “Nothing Else Matters” hits and the debuting, Lbm, comes walking out from behind the curtain; taking his time to get to the ring, he gets a mixed reaction from the crowd as some of them know him from his time in ELITE. Lbm slides into the ring and heads straight for Vegeta, hitting him with a forearm, knowcking him down to the floor. Lbm continues the assault, by mounting Vegeta and hitting him with forearm after forearm, causing Vegeta to lose a lot of strength. Lbm then gets off of him and runs towards the opposite corner, bouncing off the ropes and heading back in Vegeta’s direction, he knees him in the face, causing Vegeta to fall down to the outside, hitting the ground awkwardly. Lbm follows him outside, instead of showboating, proving how experienced he is. Lbm delivers some stiff kicks to the side of the head of Vegeta, and then picking him up and irish whipping him into the steel steps. However in an amazing show of athleticism, Vegeta jumps up onto the steel steps and then turns around with a cross body to Lbm. Unfortunately for Vegeta, Lbm had him scouted, having faced all different types of opponents in the past, and manages to catch Vegeta. Lbm then runs with Vegeta in his arms into the ring post, smashing the back of Vegeta into the hard metal. Lbm keeps a hold of Vegeta and pushes him into the ring. Lbm jumps up to the ring apron and waits for Vegeta to get up, as if he knows what he is going to do. Vegeta gets up and straight away runs at Lbm with a shoulder tackle, going between the middle and top ropes. But Lbm moves out of the way, knowing the Vegeta would go for the move and then knees him in the face. Lbm then drops down to the ground below, hanging up Vegeta. The ref forces Lbm to stop, threatening to disqualify him, and so Lbm does after using Vegeta’s head as leverage to get up onto the apron. Lbm jumps over the top rope, sunset flipping Vegeta for a cover, whoever Vegeta kicks out at one. Lbm tries again but Vegeta this time kicks Lbm in the head and reverses it into a cover of his own…1…2…but Lbm kicks out. Mad, Lbm gets back up straight away and goes for a clothesline, however Vegeta ducks it and goes for a schoolboy pin but gets a two. Once again Lbm gets back up and goes for a clothesline but gets met by a kcik to the gut followed by a small package pin attempt, getting a two count once again. Lbm springs back up and runs at Vegeta, however Vegeta leapfrogs him and Lbm runs into the ropes. On his way back he goes for a running forearm, but Vegeta grabs that arm and slings himself around the back off Lbm, hooking his other arm with his leg and force Lbm down, hard onto the mat with a crucifix pin…1….2….3! This time Vegeta manages to keep Lbm down for the three count, having tried several times. Lbm gets back after a while on the mat and just looks at Vegeta as he leaves the ring area.

Ring Announcer: Lbm has been eliminated by pinfall.

Lbm, slightly annoyed heads back up, seemingly thinking about something else. “Sexyboy” hits as yet another Debutant comes out, “The Prodigy” Frankie Logan. Logan comes out cockily, dancing around like his idol, Shawn Michaels. Lbm sees this and gets visibly upset and frustrated at the new man in’s style. Lbm takes exception to this and surprises Logan with a clothesline. Lbm picks him up and german suplexes him onto the steel ramp, slamming his back hard onto it.Lbm picks him back up, takes him by the back of his hair and drags him down the ramp towards the ring. Vegeta looks confused as does the ref but neither do a thing about it, as Vegeta is on the floor trying to get a breather, and this part of the match never really got underway. Lbm slams Logan’s head against the steel steps and then picks him up onto his shoulder and drives him into the ring post, busting him open. Lbm takes of he protective layer of the floor, exposing the concrete. He position Logan on the concrete, just to the side of the ring post. Lbm then climbs to the top rope and jumps off, to the outside, with a huge leg drop crushing Logan’s head against the hard surface. Lbm smiles as Logan is seemingly unconscious, not moving at all. Lbm scoops him up and slides him into the ring, and screams for Vegeta to pin him. The ref calls for the bell to ring, just like he had done when each of the small match ups before, and Vegeta covers Logan, not worried about taking the easy victory….1….2…3!

Ring Announcer: “The Prodigy” Frankie Logan has been eliminated by pinfall.

Lbm turns around with a big grin on his face, a lot more satisfied about the night, having exerted his force on someone tonight. He heads up the ramp, in cocky fashion, as the crowd boo him a lot for his actions. “All My Life” hits as Dan “Dragon” Taylor makes his way out for his return match. Wary of Lbm, he keeps his eye on him until he has passed him when he runs down the ramp and slides into the ring. The ref slides the eliminated Frankie Logan out of the ring, in a very insensitive but necessary way to allow the match continues.

Vegeta and DDT straight away go to work on each other, exchanging punches, but soon DDT gets control, closing Vegeta into the corner. DDT chops Vegeta hard across the chest, making a huge sound. DDT continues to do this but Vegeta is visibly getting more and more enraged with each blow until he takes DDT by the shoulder and turns him around, so that their positions have changed, Vegeta delivers a vicious chop followed by a full palm slap across the chest straight after. Vegeta continues to do this until DDT has trouble standing. Vegeta then whips his across into the opposite corner and runs at him with a stinger splash. Vegeta then pushes the groggy DDT back into the corner and deliver a string of roundhouse kicks to the chest of DDT. Vegeta just keeps on going on and on and on and on with the kicks, not stopping for a long time, totally wearing out both DDT and himself. After a long while Vegeta stops and DDT falls down onto his ass, leaning against the corner turnbuckles. Vegeta sees this and places his foot across the face of DDT. Vegeta delivers five boot cleaners before running across the ring, bouncing off the ropes and going for the running face wash but DDT jumps out and grabs a hold of Vegeta’s leg. He turns him around into an ankle lock. Vegeta screams in pain as DDT has him locked on the move unable to escape, as well as being on the other side of the ring from the ropes. The ref chcks up on Vegeta, thinking that he is definitely going to tap, however Vegeta turns around onto his back and uses his leg strength to throw DDT to the other side, however he doesn’t release the hold, instead turns around on the mat to re-apply the hold again. Once again Vegeta tries to get out of it in the same fashion but DDT does the exact same thing again. This time Vegeta turns onto his back and delivers some stiff kicks to the chest of DDT with his other leg. Vegeta then throws DDT away with his legs, this time being successful. Vegeta hobbles to his feet, but DDT gets up first. Dan runs at him with a forearm, however Vegeta ducks it and the two of them run to the opposite dies of the ropes, boucing off and running back at each other. Dan goes for a sweep kick, whereas Vegeta goes for a spinning heel kick, causing both of them to miss. Again the bounce off the ropes. Vegeta, this time, goes for the sweep kick and Dan goes for the spinning heel kick, but they end up with the same result. They bounce off the ropes once more, Dan goes for Vegeta’s knee, trying to take it out with his shoulder whereas Vegeta goes for a flying clothesline. Both of them miss and spring off the ropes again. The two of them jumps to the second rope and spring board off. Vegeta, with a moonsault and DDT with a cross body. This time they both hit each other, and the momentum causes bother of them to go backwards, winded as the crowd are going wild for the string of moves.

The two of them get to their feet and exchange kicks in the middle of the ring. Vegeta gets the better of DDT and backs him up against the ropes. Whips him across the ring and bends over, looking to back body drop him. However, Dan grabs Vegeta’s head and jumps up and around, and then land a tornado ddt on Vegeta. Dan quickly gets up and runs to the corner. He climbs to the top and jumps off with his Flying Headbutt finisher, but as he lands, Vegeta gets out the way, grabs his legs and puts Dan in the sharpshooter. Right in the middle of the ring, Dan has nowhere to go and after landing hard after the attempted headbutt, he is very weak. Dan holds on for a long while, but after over a minute, he has no choice but to tap.

Ring Announcer: Dan “Dragon” Taylor has been eliminated by submission.

Vegeta releases the hold and falls back onto the mat, absolutely knackered, having started the match off. Dan rolls out of the ring, to the outside as “Slave For You” is heard and Deathrow member, Amie comes out. Coming out through the crowd, so that Vegeta doesn’t know where she is, she slides into the ring, unbeknownst to Vegeta and covers him , placing her elbow across the face of him…1….2….but Vegeta kicks out. Amie tries again, this time hooking the leg but Vegeta refuses to give up, having lasted all this time. Amie gets back up and ensues to kick Vegeta over and over again with her heel, trying to injure him as much as possible. She picks him up and deliver a few right hooks, followed by a martial arts kick, knocking him down. Amie then starts kicking him in the gut, before she gets ditracted by the crowd, who are taunting her. Amie, paying more attention to the crowd, doesn’t realize the Vegeta is getting better with every passing second. Suddenly, as Amie is talking trash to the crowd, Vegeta takes a hold of her tights and brings her down to the mat, hooks her leg with his leg and places the side of his body over her shoulder, so that she is being covered…1…2…3! In a surprise moment, Vegeta shocks Amie, eliminating her a lot earlier than was expected.

Ring Announcer: Amie has been eliminated by pinfall.

Amie, not at all pleased by the has a look of shock on her face. She gets in the ref’s face, telling him that it was only a two count, but he takes none of it. Amie then turns her attention over to Vegeta. She runs at him and hits a vicious kick to the back of his head. She then climbs to the top rope and hits a shooting star press on him, leaving him totally motionless. Amie leaves through the crowd, just like how she came in.

With only two remaining people left to come out, the crowd wait in anticipation for the next entrant knowing that the end must be near. Reece Somers comes out next to the sound of Rage Against the Machine’s “Wake Up”. Reece slowly walks down the ramp and into the ring. He immediately walks over to Vegeta and lifts him up. However, Vegeta quickly goes for a Tiger Press, like earlier on, but as Vegeta lifts his opponents up, Reece turns around and hits an RKO, which he calls the ReeceKO. Reece goes for the cover…1…2… but Vegeta puts his foot on the ropes. Reece keeps his cool and lifts Vegeta up. He lifts him up into a fireman’s carry, attempting to go for his other finisher, a flipping DVD which he calls the Impact Driver, however Vegeta slides behind him and hooks his arms around his waist. He goes for a german suplex but Reece flips over in mid air, landing on his feet. He turns Vegeta around and get him up onto his shoulders, but Vegeta drops down to his knees and slides out of the way. He quickly goes to the apron, on the otherside of the ropes, but Reece runs at him and goes for a back elbow, but Vegeta gets a kick in over the top rope, to the head of Reece. Vegeta jumps up to the top rope and springboards towards Reece. Amazingly, Reece catches Vegeta on his shoulder and hits the Impact Driver straight away, using the momentum. Reece covers him….1….2….3!

Ring Announcer: “The Tiger” Vegeta has been eliminated by pinfall.
Finally Vegeta has been eliminated from the match after an amazing display of stamina. The crowd get on their feet, applauding Vegeta for his effort, having eliminated seven people in the match. Reece, in a show of respect, helps Vegeta to his feet and pats him on the back. Vegeta nods at Reece, congratulating him on eliminating him, and wishing him luck for the rest of the match. The ref checks up on Vegeta as he exits the ring, seeing if he is okay. Vegeta walks up the ramp, holding his back in pain, after taking quite a few shots there. The crowd are cheering him on loudly. He gets to the stage and raises his arm before disappearing behind the curtain.

The crowd wait for the last entrant, Chad Classic to come out. “It Was A Good Day” hits and he comes running down the ramp. Reece looks ready to fight as Chad slides into the ring and straight away the two burst into a brawl. Exchanging right and left hooks the two P2PW and ELITE superstars are giving it their all, knowing what they can expect if they win tonight. Chad start to get the early advantage, getting four consecutive punches in, and forcing himself onto Reece’s side of the ring, however Reece soon gets right back in there with Chad, getting six punches on the trot and forcing Chad against the ropes on his side of the ring. Reece then uses the momentum to whip Chad across the ring to the opposite sides ropes. Chad runs across, bounces off the ropes, jumps over Reece who lay down just in front of the ropes. Chad the runs to the other side, bounces off the ropes, charges at Reece, who does a leap frog over him. Chad bounces off the ropes once more and takes down Reece with a spear Chad stay on top of Reece and continues to punch away at him. Reece soon reverses it, so that he is on top, controlling the action with his punches. Chad uses his legs to kick Reece off of him. The two of them nip up at the same time and both hit the ropes, bouncing off Chad goes for a dropkick while Reece goes for a cross body. Chad’s kick hits Reece right in the chest and causes him to fly backwards. Chad crawls over to him, locks his ankles together, flips over his back and wraps his legs around Reece’s neck, trying to choke him out. Reece is very close to the ropes, however he is facing the opposite direction and so has trouble turning over to reach them. Reece struggles and strains to get over to the ropes but Chad is relentless on keeping him where he is. Eventually Reece manages to unlock his ankles and starts to kicks Chad on the back of the head, dazing him. Reece now manages to get to the ropes, and so Chad has to break the hold. Reece gets to his feet first and so bounces off the ropes, on the opposite side of the ring, and hits a baseball slide, kncking Chad to the outside floor.

Chad lands hard on the ground, and slowly gets to his feet. Reece waits for him to get up and when he sees that he has goes for a slingshot crossbody over the topes, however Chad moves out of the way at the last second and so Reece gets nothing but the ground. Chad takes Reece by the back of his head and carries him over to the announce table. He slams his head down hard onto it repeatedly. He then turns his attention to the steel steps. Chad attempts to irish whip Reece into them, but he reverses and it looks like Chad is going to be sent into them, but once again it is reversed and Reece is running straight for them. At the last second Reece displays some agility by jumping over the steps. Chad then runs for him, looking to jump over the steps himself, but Reece dropkicks the steps, as Chad gets close to them, causing the steps to fly into his legs. Chad falls down hard, hitting his face against the steps. Reece climbs onto the steps and brings Chad onto them. He kicks him in the gut and then goes for a piledriver, but Chad reverses, back body dropping him to the ground.

The last two entrants are laying down on the ground, when finally the ref realizes that he needs to start to count them out. At five, the two of them start to get up and slide into the ring. They slowly get to their feet and hook up in the middle of the ring. Chad takes control, hooks his arms around the waist of Reece and german suplexing him over his head. He bridges the move…1….2… but Reece kicks out. Chad gets up and lifts Reece up to his feet. He whips him into the corner and then charges at him, hitting a knee to the gut. Chad lifts him up to the top rope and then climbs their himself. He hooks Reece’s arm over his shoulder and attempts a superplex, however Reece blocks the move and punches Chad in the stomach repeatedly. Althought it takes a while, Reece eventually gets Chad in a fireman’s carry position, as if he is going to go for a top rope Impact Driver. Reece leaps off the top rope with the move, but Chad counters in mid-air, reversing the move into an awesome looking DDT! Chad doesn’t go for the cover, but instead picks Reece back up. He raises him up into a suplex position but takes a hold of his legs. Chad spins around a few times and then suddenly drops down so that the back of Reece’s head hits the mat. Chad nails his version of the musclebuster, which he calls The Classic Treatment. He goes for the pin…1….2….3! And we have a new number on contender!

Ring Announcer: Reece Somers has been eliminated by pinfall. This means the your winner of the gauntlet match and the new number on contender for the P2PW Heavyweight Title….Chad Classic!


ORDER OF ELIMINATION:
Tyler “The Assassin” Stone - 0.0 promo points + 0.0 votes = 0.0
Eye of the Storm - 0.0 promo points + 0.1 votes = 0.1
Destiny - 0.0 promo points + 0.2 votes = 0.2
Lbm - 0.0 promo points + 0.4 votes = 0.4
“The Prodigy” Frankie Logan - 1.333 promo points + 0.2 votes = 1.533
Dan “Dragon” Taylor - 4.2 promo points + 0.2 votes = 4.4
Amie - 4.1 promo points + 0.8 votes = 4.9
“The Tiger” Vegeta - 4.7 promo points + 0.2 votes = 4.9
Reece Somers - 4.6 promo points + 0.5 votes = 5.1
Chad Classic - 4.666 promo points + 1.0 votes = 5.666

Chad, fatigued, gets up as the referee raises his arm. Ecstatic that he won the match, he revels in the glory as the crowd are on their feet on what was an amazing match to kick off the show. Chad jumps to the turnbuckle and poses quickly for the crowd, before heading off to the back as we go to commercial.

[Aladdin]

We are brought backstage to the interviewing area, where a large monitor with the TNT logo on it is in the background. The camera zooms out from the logo and shows the Executioner, decked in a suit, holding a mic in his hand. Unimpressed, and not bothered, he introduces himself in a monotone voice.

The Executioner: Hi, this is The Executioner, TNT’s number one announcer. I’m here today with the number one contender to the Rage Title, Simz.

The young, cocky Simz walks into the picture with his bodyguard, Claudius standing right behind him. Wearing a fur coat over his ring gear, he starts to talk, with the biggest grin on his face.

Simz: Well, how you doing Joey. Enjoy the new job? You’re almost as good as Todd Grisham.

The Executioner takes exception to Simz’s comments, drops his arms and attempts to get in his face, but before he can, Claudius steps in his way, and backs him off.

Simz: You got something you wanna do Joey?

The Executioner doesn’t make a move, worried about what the larger Claudius may do. Instead, he asks a question.

The Executioner: So, Simz, what’s it like going into a match that you have no chance of winning? And you must be so pleased to have won a match last week. What was that, your first win, not counting Eye of the Storm, in four months?

Simz’s grin turns into a frown and Claudius automatically approaches The Executioner, however Simz grabs him by the shoulder, stopping him from doing anything.

Simz: Don’t bother Claudius. It’s just a waste of energy. The guy couldn’t do a thing to me anyway. I mean, he’s sucking E2’s cock backstage, just to have a shot at being in Deathrow. He has no dignity or class.

The Executioner is obviously offended, but looks away, knowing that he is suspended and if he gets into another fight, his job could be at stake.

Simz: Nothing to say? Thought so. I’m guessing you want my “thoughts” on my match tonight. Well, tonight, each and everyone of the guys backstage and those classless hicks in the audience and at home will witness the richest man in the company because the top man in the company, when I win the P2PW Heavyweight Title. Yep, you’ll finally be able to look at your P2PW Heavyweight Champion and see a man with class, a man with style and a man with loads of money, the perfect corporate champion.

Booing can be heard from the arena, as the crowd are sick of Simz.

Simz: All you poor, working class, no good, lazy, welfare claiming bums can look at me and aspire to be the man that I am. Of course, you’ll never be able to be like me, hell, you won’t even come close. You people, in your whole life, wouldn’t make the type of money that I do in a year, no, a month. And that’s the type of person you want as your champion. A role model. Someone who has succeeded in life. A person who will bring the title credibility. A man that you can say is your champion. I mean, look at Red Ninja. Sure, I do like his recent attitude adjustment, but the guy is just as bad as you. He’s a paper champion. And I don’t mean he’s got a lot of paper.

Simz reaches into his fur coat pocket and takes out a hundred dollar bill.

Simz: Oh no, no. Not this kind of paper. He the type of champion who got lucky but is no where near what a champion should look like, should wrestle like or should in anyway be like. This…

He points at his face.

Simz: This is what a champion looks like. You’ll see, later tonight how a champion wrestlers, and from tonight, you’ll see what a champion should be.

Simz’s cocky grin appears on his face once more, and the crowd’s boos get louder and louder. The Executioner finally intervenes.

The Executioner: Is that so?

Simz looks at The Executioner in disgust and then looks back at Claudius.

Simz: What are you still doing here? Claudius deal with this Funaki wannabe.

Claudius does as he is told and heads off in The Executioner’s direction. However The Executioner gestures for him to stop.

The Executioner: Wait, wait. I have a question for you.

Simz stops Claudius.

Simz: Ask it then, commoner.

The Executioner: Why do you feel the need to take a large black man, wearing all leather, around with you where ever you go? Is there something you’re not telling us? Someone like to get dominated?

Claudius instantly runs at The Executioner, backing him up against the monitor. Cornered, The Executioner, out of desperation, slams the microphone against the head of Claudius, repeatedly, causing him to fall backwards. The Executioner then walks slowly towards Simz, with a look as if he is about to do the same thing to him too. Simz stands his ground, trying to act confident, although you can see in his eyes that he is worried. He looks towards his bodyguard, seeing him dazed and unaware as to where he is, and gets a bit pissed off. The Executioner gets right in Simz’s face, but doesn’t do anything, instead he puts the mic to his face.

The Executioner: You know, I’ve never liked you. You were always a creepy, slimy, cocky, whining son of a bitch, who can’t keep his mouth shut and can never back up what he says in the ring. I’m sick of this stupid interviewing shit. I’ve wanted to get my hands on you for the longest time. So I’m cahllening you to a match next week.

Simz: Are you forgetting that you’re suspended from ring action.

The Executioner: Let me worry about that.

Simz: Okay fine. Consider it my first macth as champion. It seems I’m going to be starting off my reign with an easy victory. Fine by me. See you next week.

Simz pushes The Executioner out of his way, who doesn’t retaliate at all. Simz heads off to his locker room, first grabbing Claudius and lifting him back up, as the scene ends.

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The scene opens up to see Mastadon, ready in his ring gear, sitting down on a bench in his locker room, talking on his cell phone. Holding his phone against his ear with his shoulder, Mastadon laces his shoes while he talks.

Mastadon: Well, I gotta head off now bro. The match is just a while away. Need to get ready, do my stretches and stuff….

Mumbling can be heard from the phone but it isn’t clear who is talking or what is being said.

Mastadon: Okay fine…not stretching. I wanna get a donut. Happy?

Laughing can be hard from the phone this time.

Mastadon: Anyway, gotta head off now. Watch the match. Hopefully, when I call you after the match you’ll be talking to the new Internet Champion. Later, dude.

Mastadon waits for the person to say bye before hanging up the call and closing his flip phone. He gets up and goes over to his bag, where he unzips a side pocket and places the phone inside. Just as he zips it back up, a knock is heard on the door.

Mastadon: Come in.

The door opens slowly and McKenna walks in.

Mastadon: Hey Ant. I see you knocked this time.

McKenna walks further into the room and takes a seat on the bench.

McKenna: Yeah, I didn’t wanna see you in your underwear again.

The two of them laugh for a bit, before getting on with what they were doing. Mastadon, now all set for his match, places his bag in his locker and locks it up. He then changes his attention to McKenna, who has something to say.

McKenna: You’ve got a real good opportunity tonight, Mick. You can silence all the doubters, who never thought you would make it as a singles wrestler. Shinns believed in you, he knows you can do it.

Mastadon: I was just talking to him.

McKenna: Oh really? When?

Mastadon: Right before you came in.

McKenna: Cool. What were you talking about?

Mastadon: He called me to wish me luck for the match. Gave me a few pointers. He knows E2 pretty well, so he let me in on a few of his weaknesses. He’ll be watching.

McKenna: I’m sure he will be. You deserve this. He won’t miss your crowning moment.

Mastadon: Oh yeah, and he also said that he decided on a career change. He’s going to pursue a career in music.

McKenna: Shinns? Never.

Mastadon: I’m being serious. He’ll go by…12 Daze.

McKenna: Why 12 Daze?

Mastadon: Dunno.

McKenna stand up and looks at his watch.

McKenna: I gotta head off. Listen, you can win this match. This is yours. Good luck tonight, champ. I’ll have a case of beers waiting in my office.

Mastadon: Sweet!

Mastadon and McKenna both walk over to the door. McKenna opens it and gesture for Mastadon to go first. He does and McKenna soon follows.

McKenna: I suppose you’re going for your pre-match donut.

Mastadon nods his head as he goes off in the opposite direction, towards the catering area.

[Aladdin]

A shot is shown of the New York crowd, as they all get to their feet as “Wake Up” hits, and the impressive newcomer, Reece Somers makes his way out. Still in his in ring gear, Reece looks a bit beat up from earlier in the night, sweaty and fatigued. He walks down the ramp at his own pace and uses the steel steps to enter the ring. Having already come out earlier in the night, he doesn’t bother posing for the crowd but instead just goes over to the ring announcer and takes a microphone. He walks back over to the middle of the ring, while twisting his neck around with is a bit stiff from the match.

Reece Somers: I suppose I should introduce myself. My name is Reece Somers, and I’m TNT’s new Morality Enforcer.

The crowd boo as Reece puts on a smug smile.

Reece Somers: You know, I’ve been all around the world in my career. Japan, Mexico, UK, Germany, Australia and countless other places. I’ve learnt a lot from my experiences abroad. But the one thing that was plainly obvious, is that right here in the USA all you people have no class. You have no morals. You’re filthy, disgusting, loud mouth, ungrateful pigs.

The New York crowd are going absolutely crazy as they listen to the criticism coming out of the newcomers mouth.

Reece Somers: And that’s where I fit in. I’m here to show you people, how you should act. I’m here to teach you how to behave, how to talk and how to present yourself. And I can see this New York crowd needs to listen to me badly. I mean, look at this chump in the first row.

The camera swivels around, to show the man that Reece is pointing to. A fat, sweaty man wearing a tight T-shirt and shorts, scoffing down some nachos in one hand and a hot dog in the other.

Reece Somers: Don’t worry, I’m not going to ask you to come into the ring. It would take far too long for us to get a pair of steps for you to climb over that barricade, because we all know that you couldn’t get over it on your own.

The fat man looks as if he’s on the verge of having a temper tantrum, but security close in on him, making sure he doesn’t do anything harmful.

Reece Somers: Sir, you had better calm down, with all the cholesterol in your arteries you’re one temper tantrum away from a heart attack. So sit down before we need to bring out the paramedics. You don’t want to ruin the rest of these people’s night do you, by causing the show to stop because some fat man had one too many hot dogs.

The man getting more and more agitated refuses to take a seat until the security calm him down.

Reece Somers: Now that’s exactly what I’m talking about. You have no values. Today’s society has become so lazy, so dependant on other people, that you’re become fat, ignorant and spoiled. Our diet challenged friend here is a perfect example. For one, it’s easy to see the man is clinically obese and is a pig. Have the decency to cover up your fat ass. Secondly, he showed no concern for the rest of you fans when he was made aware of the fact that he could ruin you evening out, he didn’t care one bit. And last of all, the man is getting aggravated by the entertainment which he paid for. You guys are never satisfied.

Reece points at his abdomen.

Reece Somers: This is what a body should look like. Obviously, something as perfect as this isn’t going to come overnight. You need to work at it. You need patience, dedication and a whole lot of will power. Things that I’ll be teaching you as the weeks go by.

Reece pauses for a few seconds as the crowd boo him heavier and heavier.

Reece Somers: You people are so spoiled. How dare you boo me, when I’m actually trying to help you out. This is exactly what I’m talking about when I said ignorance. But it’s okay. I’ll persevere. I’ll stick by my guns. It’ll be tough, but I’ll do it for you. And soon, you’ll all have values, beliefs and morals; you’ll all be less perfect versions of me. I look forward to seeing you all next week. TNT’s Morality Enforcer is here, and I’m ready to clean up your act.

Reece drop his arm and smiles out towards the crowd. After a few seconds, he walks over to the side of the ring, and hands the ring announcer the mic, before heading off in the other direction. He jumps off the ring apron and walks up the ramp, looking out towards the crowd. As he gets to the stage, he stops. He looks out once more, and mouth “TNT’s Morality Enforcer”. He raises his arms, posing for the crowd and then heads off backstage as the ring gets prepared for the next match, our first title match of the night, in Ultimate X.


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The lights go out, and the crowd pops getting ready for whatever’s next. Suddenly “Headsprung” cranks out over the loudspeakers, and the lights in the arena quickly brighten to reveal E2 standing at the top of the ramp way. The crowd commences to boo the shit out of Mr. Edwards, as he struts down to the ring, a smirk plastered on his face. As he gets to the bottom of the ramp, “Bring The Ruckus” interrupts his music and his heat is quickly interrupted by a loud eruption of cheers and hollers. MASTADON runs out from behind the curtain, and stops at the top of the ramp. The crowd continues to cheer, and gets slightly louder as MASTADON raises his fists in celebration of himself. E2 glares back over his shoulder, and climbs into the ring. He looks up at the two criss-crossed ropes, at the shiny 8 pound belt dangling from the center. Back up the ramp, MASTADON starts to full on sprint to the ring. He rolls into the ring, and him and E2 quickly go eye-to-chest. E2 smirks at his shorter, heavier opponent, until MASTADON quickly jumps and rams his forehead into E2’s face. E2 covers his face as he stumbles back a few steps, and the referee tries to contain MASTADON. E2 lowers his hands, his nose bleeding and his eyes red with anger. He rushes forward and punches MASTADON, who punches him back. The ref slides out of the way, and looks at the two brawling men. He shrugs and calls for the bell.

Internet Championship
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Ultimate X
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E2 Vs. Mastadon
(Written by Spackle)

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The bell rings, and the two men continue to smack each other. After a few seconds of this E2 gets the upper hand, and forces Mastadon into a corner. He backs up and begins to throw chops, but Mastadon manages to match him for every one. E2, clearly frustrated, shoves Mastadon back into the corner, where he hit’s the back of his head on the steel structure holding the two ropes above the ring. He quickly slumps back into the turnbuckle, dazed, as E2 licks the small stream of blood off his upper lip. E2 then proceeds to choke Mastadon for a few seconds, before the ref manages to get him off. E2 backs off, but as soon as the ref moves, he runs and clotheslines Mastadon in the corner. Mastadon falls on his ass into the corner, and E2 starts slapping his fallen opponent. He laughs, and starts climbing the turnbuckle above Mastadon’s head. He makes it to the top turnbuckle, but Mastadon manages to awake from his brief stupor and grab one of his legs. E2 tries to kick him off, but Mastadon just runs to the opposite corner, yanking the 317 pound monster off the turnbuckle. Gravity does the rest, and E2 slams into the ground on his stomach and face with a loud thud, exceeded only by the cheers of the fans. Mastadon catches his breath, and then proceeds to run forward and drop an elbow on the back of E2’s neck. Mastadon gets up, and waits for E2 to get up. E2 rises to a knee holding his neck, and looks up, only to be met with a running knee to his face. He falls backwards, and is laying flat on his back in the middle of the ring.

Mastadon wastes no time running to a turnbuckle, and climbs up to the top. He looks down at E2, who is still lying on the ground breathing heavily, and then at the Internet title swaying back and forth in the air. Mastadon takes a second to consider his options, the crowd cheering him on. He decides to go for the gold, and grabs onto the rope suspended above the ring. He takes a leap of faith, and luckily the rope is able to support his weight, although the 320 pounds of tension is testing its limits. Mastadon slowly makes his way to the center, his eyes never wavering from the belt. E2, who had a perfect view of Mastadon inching toward the belt he sought to reclaim, made his way to his feet, and managed to grab the back of Mastadon’s dangling feet. Mastadon tries to swing and kick free, as he’s only a foot away from being crowned the new Internet champion. E2 isn’t having it though, as he yanks as hard as he can, ripping Mastadon away from the rope. He catches him on his shoulders in the electric chair position, visibly struggling to keep the huge Mastadon up. E2 plants his feet, yells, and manages to spin the huge man around, and quickly drop him into a sit-out powerbomb. E2 seems to have caught his second wind, as he quickly gets up, his face swollen, and his eyes wide and red. He grabs Mastadon’s legs, steps right on his crotch, turns him over and locks in a boston crab. Mastadon begins to yell in pain, and claws at the ground to reach the ropes. He slowly drags E2, who refuses to release the hold, until he’s less then a foot away from the ropes. He lifts himself off the ground, worsening his pain, and quickly hooks his arm around the bottom rope. The crowd cheers, but its for naught as the ref shakes his head and starts crossing his hands. It can barely be heard over the crowd, but it’s enough to send E2 into hysterical laughter.

Ref: No break! Theirs no break!

The crowd boos, and E2 laughs and smiles sadistically. Mastadon is slowly losing energy, but struggles to stay conscious. A couple more minutes of this and he’ll hardly be able to walk, let alone climb. The crowd is getting behind Mastadon, cheering and chanting his name. A “Fuck E2” chant starts up, and this seems to aggravate E2. He drops one of Mastadon’s legs, and flicks the crowd off. Mastadon takes advantage of this secondary lapse in defense and manages to buck his free leg, kicking E2 right in his sternum. E2 is surprised by the stinging kick enough to drop Mastadon’s other leg. Mastadon hoists himself under the bottom rope and out of the ring. He lies on the ground outside, trying to regain some strength, while E2 tries to figure out what just happened. E2 looks out of the ring and sees his opponent lying on the ground, and smiles once again. He slowly struts to the corner, and climbs up the turnbuckle, taking his sweet time. He finally gets to the top, and grabs the rope, and starts moving his way across. Right away, the rope starts sagging. E2’s weight, combined with the wear and tear already imposed on the rope by Mastadon proves to be too much for the rope. E2 senses what’s happening, and quickly lets go, dropping to the ring and landing on his feet. E2 looks up at the rope bounce up and down in the air, and then looks up at the perpendicular, and probably stronger rope. He mouths the words “fuck it” and slides out of the ring on the opposite side of Mastadon. He lifts the ring skirt, and goes under the ring. He emerges a second later dragging a ladder. He slides the ladder completely out from under the ring. He grabs it with both hands near the middle, and picks it. All of a sudden, Mastadon comes out of nowhere with a big boot, knocking it into E2’s face. E2 falls to the ground, the ladder on top of him. Mastadon to falls, his legs still damaged, but he manages to catch himself on the ring. He steadies himself, looks at the downed E2, and then at the ladder. He grabs the ladder, throws it in the ring, and picks up E2. His legs are noticeably shaking, but that doesn’t stop him as he dead lifts E2, and power slams him onto the hard concrete. Mastadon stumbles back and leans on the ring, as E2 lies on the ground gasping heavily, the slam having knocked the wind out of him.

Mastadon looks down at E2, and without warning, tries to jump on top of him. He only manages to fall, due to his weakened legs, but that doesn’t stop him from beating on E2 and tearing open the cut on his forehead caused by the ladder. Mastadon picks himself back up, and rolls into the ring. He gets up slowly and walks over to the ladder. He sets it up, and the ladder is so tall that it’s nearly scraping the belt. He slowly climbs the ladder, the downed E2 barely stirring outside. He’s about 3 rungs from the title, when Brittany Spears voice starts crooning over the loud speakers. “Slave for you” plays to a loud chorus of boos. Mastadon turns toward the entrance ramp, weary of what’s going to happen next. A minute goes by, and nobody comes out. Finally the song dies down, and Mastadon looks around confused. It doesn’t last long, as a revived E2 slides into the ring and jumps onto the opposite side of the ladder. Mastadon notices the 7-foot man leaping up the ladder, and quickly drags himself to the top. E2 reaches the top first, and gets his hands on the title. The fans are on their feet as Mastadon makes it to the top just in time and lands a punch to E2’s bloody face, causing him to take a hand off the title and return the punch. They go back and forth trading punches, the title they’re fighting for inches from their faces. Finally E2 gets fed up with the back and forth game, blocks a punch from Mastadon, grabs his head and leaps off the ladder, driving Mastadon’s face into the steel ladder. E2 hit’s the ground hard but manages to roll and cushion his fall with his good elbow. Mastadon, however, falls and lands flat on his back. The combined impact causes the ladder to hop, and slowly tip over. It bounces on the ropes and falls out of the ring. Both men are down, Mastadon with serious injury to his legs and back, and E2, losing blood by the second. They lie on the ground for a minute, the crowd cheering them on. E2 is the first to rise, with Mastadon close behind. E2 gets to his feet, and stares at Mastadon, who is on his knees staring right back at E2. E2 breaks out in a run, and tries to hit a clothesline. Mastadon ducks, and lifts E2 onto his shoulders, setting him up for the Stampede, but his legs can’t take the weight, and he falls back hitting an accidental Samoan drop. Mastadon crawls over to a corner, and lifts himself up. He looks at the ladder lying on the outside of the ring, and then at the one good rope above the ring. He climbs the turnbuckle, using the steel frame to hoist himself up. He grabs the rope, which begins to sink due to his weight, but stays together. He swings along, going slow so as not to break the rope or injure himself further. On the opposite side of the ring, E2 gets to his feet. He spots the large frame of Mastadon hanging from the rope, and quickly climbs the opposite turnbuckle. He grabs onto the rope, which is being stretched to the limit , considering that more then 600 pounds is hanging from it. The two race to the center slowly.

They meet in the middle, and E2 rears back and kicks Mastadon in the gut. Mastadon holds on, only to get kicked in the gut again. E2 rears back once again, but this time Mastadon is ready. He catches E2’s kick with a free arm, and falls to the mat, dragging E2 with him. Mastadon gets up quickly, and stands in wait for E2.

E2 slowly rises, but is knocked back down with a lariat from Mastadon. Mastadon doesn’t let up, and begins stomping on E2. He picks him up, and drops him back down with a neck-breaker. Mastadon plays to the crowd a bit, and then puts E2 into a dragon-sleeper. Mastadon then proceeds to kneed E2 in his back over and over, before dropping him with a reverse DDT. E2, ever vigilant, picks himself up to his knees. Mastadon moves towards E2, and motions as if to hit E2 in the face. E2 has had enough, though, and begins punching away at Mastadon’s stomach. Mastadon is stunned with each punch, and as E2 rises to his feet, his punches rise to Mastadon’s face. E2 continues wailing on Mastadon, and then suddenly stops. Mastadon quickly tries to take advantage, and throws a punch at E2’s face. E2 ducks under Mastadon’s arm, gets behind him, and hooks him into the full-nelson position. He lifts the large man into the air, and drops him on his head with a dragon suplex. E2 keeps his fingers locked, rolls, and traps Mastadon on the ground in a full-nelson. He tosses Mastadon back and forth, trying to make him pass out. Mastadon tries to fight back, but E2’s massive arms make it impossible for him to get free. He gives that up and goes for a different method. He slowly makes it to one knee, E2 still latched on him like a pit-bull. Mastadon gets to his feet, and E2 quickly tries to lift him for another dragon suplex. Mastadon, who was expecting this, quickly hooks his arms around the back of E2’s head, and drops down, sending E2’s jaw crashing into the crown of Mastadon’s head. E2 releases the hold, and grasps at his jaw. Mastadon makes it to his feet, and knees E2 in the stomach. He then grabs E2’s head, points to the ceiling, and manages to dead-lift him up into a suplex. They both drop with a loud thud, and both lay on the ground. E2 took most of the damage, but his immense size caused Mastadon to overexert his already injured legs. Mastadon is the first to start moving, as he tries to crawl to the the nearest turnbuckle. He hoists himself up, his legs shaking as he goes, and manages to stand up. E2 is able to lift himself up, and does so near the middle of the ring. Mastadon turns around, and the two glare at each other.

E2 backs up, laughing. He leans back against the turnbuckle opposite Mastadon, and just stares at Mastadon, a grin on his swollen face. Mastadon looks at E2, a look of confusion on his face. His confusion turns to anger when he sees E2 tap his wrist and yawn. With a new surge of energy, Mastadon hops up the turnbuckle, turns around and faces E2. E2, obviously expecting something else, runs towards Mastadon. With out warning, Mastadon leaps off the turnbuckle, grabs the rope above his head, gets a good swing off it, and releases. In mid-air, he turns sideways, and connects a huge MLL on E2. E2 goes down quick, Mastadon right on top of him. E2 is nearly out cold, and Mastadon is wide awake. He gets up, his legs and back clearly killing him. He stops for a second after making it to his feet, and looks down at E2. He looks out at the fans, who are going bat-shit insane after witnessing the crippling move. He walks over to the turnbuckle, and slowly climbs up. He reaches the top, and poses, lifting his arms in the air. The crowd is still screaming, and no one sees the petite hand grab the nearly victorious Mastadon’s ankle until it’s too late. Amie emerged from out of the crowd where she shoved and kicked her way through several gawking teenage fans. She jumped the barrier, hopped up onto the apron, and grabbed Mastadon’s ankle. She pulled his leg, and Mastadon went crashing down onto the turnbuckle, the whole of his weight coming down on his testes. He flipped to outside, and fell onto exposed concrete. Amie quickly jumped into the ring, and kneeled down by E2. She shakes E2, and then slaps him in an attempt to bring him back to life. E2 groggily wakes up, and looks at Amie. He soon realizes what’s going on, and sits straight up. He looks up in desperation, but calms down when he realizes that the title is still hanging above his head. He stands up, and runs over to the turnbuckle. He climbs up slowly, and grabs the rope. Mastadon is to his feet now, and slides in the ring slowly. Amie goes over to insure E2‘s victory, but the ref, having been occupied with the downed Mastadon finally intervenes. He gets in Amie’s face and tells her to get out of the ring. Mastadon doesn’t waste time, and makes his way yo E2, who is shaking the rope suspending the belt violently. Amie sees Mastadon approaching E2, pushes past the ref, and executes a running drop kick to the back of Mastadon’s knee. His legs buckle, and he falls to the ground. Just above him, E2 is still shaking the rope violently. He’s dangling in the air, about 6 inches from the turnbuckle he was just standing on, and finally the second rope gives way. E2 falls, landing on his feet, no more than a few inches from Mastadon’s head. The rope falls like a vine to the opposite corner. The title slides down the rope, and E2 runs over and rips it off. The ref, having seen all this, begrudgingly calls for the bell.

Ring Announcer: Ladies and Gentleman, your winner and NEW P2PW Internet champion, E2!

E2 - 4.6 promo points + 0.9 votes = 5.5
Mastadon - 4.466 promo points + 0.2 votes = 4.666


The referee tries to raise E2’s hand, but E2 yanks it away. He and Amie slide out of the ring quickly, and we soon see why as Mastadon has made it to his feet, and is very, very pissed off. He bucks the ref out of the way, and runs to the ropes nearest the ramp. He starts yelling at E2 and Amie, spit and a little bit of blood flying from his mouth. E2, who is slightly leaning on Amie, is bleeding profusely. He smiles back at Mastadon, and when he makes it to the top of the ramp way, poses to a enormous wave of boos. Mastadon is cursing, yelling at E2., who disappears behind the curtain with his newly won title./i]

Mastadon slowly rolls out of the ring and gets a microphone and even more slowly than before, rolls back in, raising the microphone to his mouth, the crowd goes deadly silent

MASTADON I am sure you have read the rumours on the internet that this is my last match and that I am retiring from this business, I would like to stand here and tell all of you that it is NOT true.......(the crowd erupt into cheers)........but I cant, you see for too many years I have put my career before my family and my health, I have wrestled all over the world, working every night and honestly, I am not enjoying it anymore, it has become a chore for me, it is getting more and more difficult to get out of bed in the morning, so on doctors advice, I am retiring (the crowd once again fall deathly silent), however, I am open to have one more match against a man who I hated so much when he first came to this company, a man who interrupted a match in which I could have won the World Championship, a man who I came to tag with and a man who I won the tag championships with and a man who I now call a friend.

So TRENT, I know you are on "the other show", but I have spoken to the powers that be and they are happy for it to happen at the next PPV, the only thing we need now is your acceptance.

MASTADON straight away drops the mic and looks out towards the crowd, who are absolutely silent upset about this new revelation. Mastadon leaves the ring and heads up the ramp without acknowledging the fans once, as we go to commercial.

[Aladdin]

As we come back from commercial, the camera focuses on Bob Costas, a guest of E2, as he is seen sitting in the front row. When he realizes that he is on camera, he stands up and put on a very celebrity-like smile. He waves to the people at home, as other people around him try their best to get into the shot, to get their few seconds on television. The camera then pans around to the zeroin, where something plays on it. The camera zooms in, so that only the screen can be seen. From a black screen, all of a sudden satellite feed takes us to the hospital, where Rocky is seen, sitting on a recliner chair. Wearing a neck brace, a sling for his arm and a cast for his leg, as well as bumps and bruising on his face, it is obvious that the former co-owner of P2PW is still very beat up. The camera zooms in on him, from the waist up. Rocky stares into the camera, with a blank, emotionless expression, as if he his spirit has been broken. The fans, in the arena, can be heard cheering for the injured superstar.

Rocky: I suppose you all want to know how I’m feeling. I supposed you all want to know when I’m coming back. I suppose you all want to know what happened. And I suppose you all want to know who did this to me. At least that’s what I’m supposed to talk about, according to this prompt sheet, that I was given by this camera crew.

Rocky lifts up his arm, showing the sheet in his hand. He puts one end in his mouth and rips it in half with his free hand. The crowd pop big at this, hoping for Rocky to speak his mind.

Rocky: This is the first time I’ve been in front of the camera in three weeks, and it’ll be a long while before the next time, so I’m not going to waste this precious time, conforming to whatever the P2PW staff want me to. This is my time on the air, and I’ll say whatever the fuck I want. And if you don’t like that, you can fuck off.

Rocky pauses, allowing the crowd to cheer in between what he says.

Rocky: This is a satellite conference, I can hear everything going on at the arena, just like you can all hear and see everything going on at this hospital, private of course. So don’t think I can’t hear you fans cheering for me. My opinions on you haven’t changed, so don’t think that just because I’m in this state, that I’ve changed. I don’t need your email, wishing for me to get better, I don’t need your postcards, gifts and especially not your sympathy. I don’t need any of you, but you still need me.

The boos from the crowd start up, but there are still a large number of fans cheering him on.

Rocky: Now, I’m just going to say what I have to say now, and be on my way. At Plethora, after Gormy’s match we both got into a bit of an argument, and seeing as I had my match already I decided to leave early. So I headed over to my locker room, got my stuff and headed off to the car park. On the way their, there were quite a few members of TNT roster passing by me, all of them with something to say to me. And trust me, none of those things were good. I guess they all grew some balls, seeing as I was no long an owner. But, honestly, I don’t remember who or what those people say, I just remember what I was feeling at that time. So, just as I left the ring arena I headed out towards my car, but just a few seconds after stepping out of the door, I remember pain. But this was a pain like no other. The next thing I remember was waking up in a hospital bed, after a 3 day coma.

The crowd are silent. Rocky seems emotionally disturbed as his head starts to twitch slightly. Rocky shakes his head to snap out of it.

Rocky: I don’t know the details of what happened to me. I do know my injuries. Contrary to what McKenna said a few weeks ago, I’ve sustained a broken arm in two places, a broken leg, severe neurological damage, but worst of all…a broken neck. I don’t know who did this to me. But mark my words when I come back, I will find out. And whoever in the hell did this to me, will feel the pain I felt and much, much more. The funny thing is, that this is something that I would normally respect some for doing. But you did it to the wrong person. You think what you did to me was bad, you ain’t seen nothing yet. When I’m done with you, you won’t be able to remember you name. No-one does this to me. Now, you may think that you have a year to live, but you don’t know me. The average man would take over a year to heal a broken neck. But I’m not average. Whoever the hell did this to me, watch your back. It may be a month, it may be two. Hell, it may even be eight, but when I get my hands on you it won’t be pretty. You showed me hell, well…I’m bringing you down here with me!

Rocky stares into the camera in an almost possessed look. His eyes are dilated, sweat drips down the side of his face. He clenches his teeth, grinding down on them. As he starts to twitch, the camera fades away to black as we are taken backstage

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The camera reveals a shot from ringside as the crowds are waiting in anticipation for the Rage Title match, which is scheduled to happen next. Shots of a few of the New York Knicks are taken, when we are suddenly taken backstage where, the newly crowned Internet Champion and Amie are seen attacking Tyler “The Assassin” Stone. E2, kneeling over Tyler, punches him repeatedly in the head, over and over again. Amie, standing just above him, taunts him as her Deathrow associate continues the assault on him. E2 takes Tyler by the head, with both hands, and screams at him.

E2: You may be out cold, but you better listen. This is for ruining the biggest night of the year for me. You cheated me out of the victory at WrestleFever 2. Those titles were mine. And you put me out of action for months. You piece of shit, you put me through a lot of pain with my shoulder, and I’m not going let that slide.

E2 throws his head against the ground and gets up. He gestures for Amie to get him a steel chair. EMTs and officials come rushing in, trying to separate E2 from Tyler. However, one by one, Elijah knocks them all out with a single punch. Dozens of them keep running towards him, but all of them suffer the same fate. E2 grabs one of them by the throat and chokeslams him onto the concrete floor. Another one runs at him, but E2 grabs him from behind and throws him into the wall. Soon, Amie tosses him a steel chair and all the officials keep their distance, fearing for their safety. E2 puts the chair way above his head, looking to swing it down against the head of Tyler. Out of nowhere a voice is heard screaming, and E2 changes his focus to where it was coming from.

Voice: What the fuck is going on?!

Someone burst through the swarm of referees, surrounding the scene, and Chad is seen running towards E2. E2 sees this and swings the chair at Chad, but he ducks the shot and kicks E2 in the gut. Chad quickly takes control of E2, punching him over and over again. However, Amie comes up from behind Chad, turns him around and pokes him in the eyes. Chad covers his face, not able to see a thing. E2 looks to finish off what he started, but Amie tugs at his arm, trying to get him to leave. She whispers something in his ear and he agrees to leave, but just as he does, he has something to say.

E2: I’m not done. The night isn’t over!

E2 and Amie run off in another direction, as the officials are seen tending to Tyler and Chad. Chad brushes them off and checks up on Tyler Stone as the we are taken to ringside for the scheduled match.

[Aladdin]

Camera pans the capacity crowd at Madison Square Garden and the fans are eagerly anticipating the RAGE title match that is up next. “GORMY SUCKS THE BIG ONE!” and “GO TIGER GO!” are just two of the many signs enthusiastic fans have created, to show their support for the match. Then, the cool melody of ”Never Let Me Down” hits over the P.A. system as “THE TIGER” ALADDIN makes his way down the aisle for the RAGE title match and he is focused and ready. With everything that’s at stake, Aladdin still takes the time to acknowledge his fans in this arena who are behind him 100%. Suddenly, “The Tiger” is jumped from behind by his opponent, GORMY, the P2PW RAGE Champion, when she nails him in the back of the next with a double axe handle. “The Tiger” Aladdin goes down, “Never Let Me Down” ceases to play and the officials sound the bell as our match is underway.

Rage Championship
Rage Rules No DQ Match
Gormy (c) Vs. “The Tiger” Aladdin
(Written by E2)

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Gormy stays on top of the assault with a series of kicks to Aladdin’s chest area, causing our challenger to clutch his chest. The withering pain Aladdin is in is obvious, but the champion is relentless. She continues to stomp a mudhole in Aladdin, who makes a futile attempt to fight the champion back, but Gormy ends all hopes with a swift kick to the groin that curls The Tiger like a fetus. Gormy raises her hands in glory and the crowd boos, as they are displeased by this early advantage.

Fan in the audience: “YOU SUCK GORMY!”

The champion politely returns the comment by giving the fan the finger, right to his face. Several of the fans friends rush over and begin shouting more obscenities at the champion, but backs away smiling, continuing the assault on The Tiger. Can’t say much for Aladdin though, he is still suffering from the low blow. With our duelers still in the aisle area, Gormy picks Aladdin up by the head, and at the same time, looks back to the curtains and begins waving her arm frantically, as if she is signaling for someone to come out. To everyone’s surprise, AMIE appears from behind the curtain with a fold up chair, and slowly approaches the two combatants. The crowd begins to chant “TIGER! TIGER! TIGER! TIGER!” in a desperate attempt to fuel Aladdin with the motivation he will need to survive this onslaught—this ambush.

Gormy stands Aladdin up from behind and cuffs his arms behind him, so that his front is defenceless. Amie smiles sadistically as she slams the chair to the ground, as if she is warming it up for the death knell. She cocks the chair back and swings it forward over her head with every once of energy she’s got. SLAM!! Right on Gormy’s head. Apparently, Aladdin’s superior strength and agility enabled him to break Gormy’s hold and move out of the way, just in the nick of time. Amie is stunned by what just happened, and she gets a swift reminder of why she should not be out here when The Tiger delivers a harsh round kick that lands in her jaw. Amie is down and it looks as if Aladdin might gain the upper hand here. The Tiger looks back at Gormy who is still shell-shocked from the chair shot. So, still feeling a bit pissed that Amie has stuck her nose in this matchup, the Tiger scoops her up and puts her in a suplex position. Then, with very little effort, pulls up in the air and delivers the devastating maneuver, right on the concrete floor. The crowd cheers and The Tiger’s arms are raised high, as if he is the victor. The Tiger definitely has the upper hand, and turns his attention back to the fallen RAGE champion. The referee is trying hopelessly to get this match inside of the ring, but our combatants are so bent on destroying each other, that they pay him no mind.

SMACK!!!

A lead pipe smacks “The Tiger” Aladdin right in the back of his skull and he falls to the ground, like a deer that’s just been shot in the ribs by a hunter. The cheers from the audience have now turn to jeers, as E2, the One Man Killing Machine now stands over the fallen Aladdin, with that lead pipe in his right hand. It is now total carnage in the aisle area as Amie, Gormy and “The Tiger” Aladdin are all laid out in the aisle area. Just for added extra measure, E2 pops Aladdin in the head with the pipe again while he is down, and The Tiger has officially been busted open. The One Man Killing Machine then walks over to Amie and shakes her to life. As she recovers and gets to her feet, E2 motions her to go to Gormy and she does. Then, in unison, Amie and E2 scoop the carnage up from the floor and toss then over their right shoulders. E2 is carrying Aladdin and Amie is carrying Gormy, all the while the ref screaming—pleading for some kind of order. Forget it. Instead of going toward the ring area, E2 and Amie take their victims to the back room area some security officers and performers such as REECE SOMERS and DESTINY look on with disbelief. Deathrow is manhandling two of TNT’s best.[/i]

Without any concern for his body, E2 dumps a bloodied Aladdin down on the floor like a sack of potatoes. Amie, on the other hand, gently sets Gormy down on the concrete and shakes her back to life. E2 then motions to the stunned Gormy and his partner: There are two folding chairs near the wall behind them and he wants to witness a vicious con-chair-to. The capacity crowd in Madison Square Garden once again begin chanting the Tiger’s name. “TIGER!! TIGER!! TIGER!! TIGER!!”, anything that will get some life back onto our fallen hero. But it is no use, The Tiger is hurt. With blood basically everywhere and more haemoglobin pouring from his skull, things aren’t looking too good for the number one contender to the RAGE title. Amie and Gormy then wind up for the double chair shot—and then WHAM!!! Con-chair-to!! Aladdin is down and this just might spell the end.

KA-BOOBLE!! THUMP THUMP!!

A wooden baseball bat taps E2 in the back of the head, and the giant falls to the floor, seemingly out cold. “THE TIGER” Vegeta has come to even the score. The cheering from the audience can be heard all the way in the back as they are livid, yet relieved, as Vegeta has once again saved the day. Amie sees the bat in his hands and doesn’t even want any part of it.

Amie: “Sorry babe, I’m out!!”

Amie turns and runs out of the scene as fast as she can, leaving Gormy to face “The Tiger” Vegeta. He has the wooden bat and she’s got the chair, however, she’s lacking lots of confidence. Vegeta moves in close enough to shake the fallen Aladdin, who, after everything he’s taken, still has enough left to get up and compete. Like two Jedi doing battle, Vegeta and Gormy both swing their weapons at each other, and The Tiger proves to have both the upper hand in strength and momentum as, upon clashing, forces Gormy back and to the floor. She drops her chair, which Vegeta recovers and tosses to the bloodied Aladdin. It’s now two against one, and in a sudden panic, Gormy turns and begins running toward the ring. Aladdin gives chase and screams like a madman in the process. The crowd is cheering wildly as The Tiger chases Gormy back to the ring, screaming wildly and waving the chair around like he’s completely lost his mind. The ref tries to control the action as Gormy and Aladdin both slide into the ring ready for battle. Gormy is on her knees pleading with Aladdin not to use the chair. The bloodied Tiger now has a choice.

Aladdin looks to his right.

The crowd goes nuts. “Do it Al!” and “Hit that bitch!” are some of the comments that the ringside camera picks up.

Aladdin looks to his left.

Now the noise from the audience is insane. Finally, Aladdin pounds the chair off of Gormy’s forehead and she is out cold. The Tiger is hardcore. Drops of blood are all over the canvas as Aladdin sluggishly lays on top of Gormy and hooks the leg for added extra measure. 1…………….2…………….3!!! And that’s the game.

Ring Announcer: Ladies & Gentlemen, your winner and the NEW P2PW Rage Champion…. “The Tiger” Aladdin!

“The Tiger” Aladdin - 4.8 promo points= 5.5
Gormy – 0.0 promo points= 4.666


The referee hands the Tiger his RAGE championship belt and raises his right arm in victory as “Never Let Me Down” blasts over the PA system. Just about every fan in Madison Square Garden is jumping up and down, cheering wildly, showing support for their hero and drowning out the sounds of Kanye West. Aladdin raises both his hands, his face washed over with blood from the pipe shot. The Tiger goes to a corner and climbs two turnbuckles and raises the RAGE title belt over his head to the delight of the audience. He then kisses the title, drops back to the canvas and walks over to the opposite corner and repeats the same actions. The fans are loving it, but this isn’t over yet. Aladdin goes to the third corner, climbs two turnbuckles and lifts the belt high for all to see.

Cut to the back where a pissed-off Amie is watching all of this unfold on a monitor.

Back to ringside as The Tiger has made it to the four and final corner of the ring and has lifted his title high for all to see. Fans are now frantically waving their T-shirts that read “BEWARE THE TIGER!!” above their heads. Aladdin drops from the turnbuckle and takes positon in the center of the ring, standing over his fallen opponent. Once again, he raises his belt high, TNT has a new, undisputed RAGE Heavyweight Champion!!!

[Aladdin]

“Before I Forget” hits the arena as the TNT commissioner makes his way out to the ring, for the first time of the night. Wearing a suit without a tie, McKenna looks pretty pleased at how the evening has turned out. He slaps the hands of the fans, who stick out their arms as he walks down the ramp. Entering the ring, through the middle and top rope, he heads straight to the heart of the ring, with a mic already in hand. He soaks in the cheers from the crowd, before waiting for a quieter moment to speak.

McKenna: What a night. I told you I would produce the goods for you. Unlike our Blitz friends, we know how to put on a show, and tonight we did just that. We put on a show, on free television, that Blitz would have loved to have done, last week on pay-per-view. But did we really expect otherwise? No. We’ve crowned the new number one contender for the P2PW Heavyweight Title, Chad Classic; and we’ve crowned two new champions, with one more championship match to go, which I’m definitely hoping for a title change. We’ve had the highly anticipated interview with Rocky, and now I was planning making my announcement concerning Sole Survivor…but unfortunately for me I can’t do that.

The crowd boo a little, thinking that he’s holding back something from them.

McKenna: You see, I can’t because MY idea was stolen and told to the world. The advertisement for this week’s Blitz saw the idea stealer, Barry Bryant, announce to the world that at Sole Survivor, unlike last year, there will be one chamber filled with ten P2PW superstars, but this year it will be interpromotional, meaning five TNT stars and five Blitz stars. This match did not come from the mind of the self proclaimed “Idea Man”, they came from the mind of “Da Man”. Now, that is something that I just can’t stand, claiming ideas for his own when he had nothing to do with it. Sure. He talked to Mary Lindsey but that was only because she had to call him to inform him about the plans. I don’t know where he got the idea to claim that he was the brains behind the plan, he probably didn’t even get that himself, Stare probably told him. I mean, he feels the need to steal a couple other ideas from TNT too. The Fanatic Title, is nothing more but a copy of Internet Title and now they’re look to make their own Rage Title in the form of their World Title.

The fans cheers on McKenna as he shake his head in pity.

McKenna: Blitz may have stole our thunder, but I guarantee TNT will have the last laugh. Come Sole Survivor, TNT will be victorious in the chamber. I guarantee it. And I can announce that you will know the first person to be entered in the match tonight. Whoever comes out on the losing end of the P2PW Title match tonight, will automatically advance into the match, whether it be Simz or even Red Ninja. Now, the rest of the places will be decided in a number of ways. I’m not going to be traditional and just have one on one qualifying matches, like Blitz’s Idea Stealer like to do. Where di you find that guy Stare? Did you pick him up in the mall at random or something? A small child could have come up with the things he has. Wow, singles matches how revolutionary.

The crowd laugh as McKenna sarcastically takes the piss out of the competition.

McKenna: So where was I? Oh right, so yeah, you’ll have to tune into future TNT episodes to find out how I choose TNT’s entrants. I could choose them at random, I may have a battle royal, I may let the Internet users choose. You’ll have to wait and see.

McKenna pauses briefly.

McKenna: Now before I go, I have one more thing to say. I promised you an announcement concerning Sole Survivor, and god damn it, I’m not going to let a “couldn’t make it as a wrestler, so I have to be an Idea Man” froot, ruin that for you. This has in no way been finalized but I’m am damn sure going to fight to get my way. At Sole Survivor, the brand new owner of P2PW will be named and will appear. I don’t know who he or she is, it could be anyone, it could be Vince Machmahon for all I know or even Eye of the Storm, but I do know that you all will be filled on come Sole Survivor. Goodnight people, enjoy the remainder of the show!

McKenna walks over to the ring announcer and tosses him the mic. He then poses for the crowd briefly before exiting the ring, and heading up the ramp, waving to the crowd as he leaves. He gets to the stage and looks back at the crowd, he mouths “TNT will be the Sole Survivor!”. He turns around and looks to disappear behind the curtain but all of a sudden “Darkness” hits the arena and the P2PW Heavyweight Champion walks out, wearing his in ring gear and his title belt over his shoulder. McKenna is fuming as he is annoyed that Red Ninja couldn’t wait for him to leave first as well as still be bitter about the whole situation. McKenna gets in his face, and Ninja doesn’t back down at all. The two stand face to face, nose to nose. The intensity in the building grows as every second goes by. The crowd get more and more loud, desperate for something to happen. McKenna slowly removes his suit jacket and throws it to the floor, without losing his eye contact with Ninja. He then slowly unbuttons his shirt, the crowd getting screaming more and more with every button. McKenna throws it on top of his jacket. The two of them looks ready to fight and the crowd are going absolutely nuts as they have seemingly forgotten about the scheduled match. The two of them start to talk shit to each other, both of them going red in the face. Their eye dilated, their veins bulging, their muscle contracting, it looks as if they are about to go at it, but Red Ninja back away and the calms himself down as the crowd start to boo him for backing down. Red Ninja smirks and chuckles at McKenna who is fuming. Ninja mouths to him, “I’ve got a match, boss. Maybe some other time” in a dis-respectful manner. He then turns his back on McKenna and heads down the ramp.

Cockily, Red Ninja struts down the ring and enters the ring, through the middle and top rope. He goes over to the side of the ring, close to the timekeeper’s area and takes a mic from the ring announcer. He heads back to the middle of the ring an immediately starts to talk.

Red Ninja: Just keep walking McKenna, old pal. It’s what you’re best at. You know walking away from thing, like when you walked out of this very company or when you decided to take a break from wrestling to become the commissioner. So just keeping on doing, what you do best.

McKenna, still pissed off, looks as if he is about to charge down the ramp and beat the shit out of champion, but Red Ninja continues to talk, saying something that McKenna has to listen to.

Red Ninja: I said walk. Get on out of here. I tell you, I have no problem leaving myself. I won’t defend the title. It hasn’t been 30 days, you can’t strip me of the title so I have no problem postponing this match, seeing as I have the power to do so, me being the champ and all, and defend it next week. I have no problem ruining your Night of the Champions, you special show to stick it to Blitz. Well, if you don’t leave, Blitz will be the ones sticking it to you. Is that what you want?

McKenna stops and looks as if he has a thousand things running through his head at the very moment. He looks back up at Ninja and takes a few steps forward to the delight of the crowd, but them instantly turns around and heads back up the ramp and disappears through the curtain, which gets a lot of boos from the crowd. The camera focuses back on Red Ninja.

Red Ninja: So tonight, I defend my title for the first time, but who is my opponent? A guy who still wetting the bed, Simz. But don’t worry, he’ll get his thousands of maids to clean up after him, not his mum, she’s obviously to rich to take care of her son herself. You all know this is true, and if you boo me then you’ll prove that you all are brainless idiots. Simz, waves his money around as if he’s a big shot, when in reality he’s just using a gimmick that he’s a self made millionaire, which he obviously stole from one JBL. He’s nothing more than a rich kid, who thinks just because he was brought up in a privileged home, he’s better than everyone else. Bullshit. The guy is nothing more than a parasite, leeching of off his parents. He has no substance, he has no real class and definitely no balls. After tonight Simz, you’ll have a real reason to use all that money. When I’m done with you, you’ll need to use that money to get the best psychiatrist money can buy, because what I’m going to do to you will scar you for life.

Red Ninja lowers his arm as he gets a mixed reaction from the crowd. He throws the mic to the ring announcer, who catches it and sits back down in the timekeeper’s area. Ninja then goes to the fair side of the ring, and leans against a corner, still with his title draped over his shoulder, waiting for his opponent to come out.

“Don’t You Wish You Were Me” hits, as Red Ninja stares across the ramp at the cocky youngster walking down. The crowd rains down boos as Simz walks down the ramp, ignoring the jeering fans to his side. Holding his head into the air, and pretending not to notice Red Ninja, he hops onto the apron, before his eyes travel downwards, to the Heavyweight Championship belt on Ninja’s shoulder. With a look of pure desire, Simz enters, and the referee struggles to keep the two men apart. The fans in the P2PW arena can’t decide who they hate more, starting duelling chants of “Ninja sucks” and “Simz sucks”. Ninja holds his title belt aloft as Simz goes to his corner, with a smug expression on his face. Ninja reluctantly hands the belt over to the referee, who holds it up in the air, as the bell rings to start the match.

P2PW Heavyweight Championship
Singles Match

Red Ninja (c) Vs. Simz
(Written by Reece Somers)[/b][/center]


Ninja is doing a few last-minute stretches on his arms, as Simz walks towards the center of the ring. Ninja does the same, and the two men go face-to-face, staring each other right in the eye. Finally, Simz slaps Ninja squarely in the jaw, who recoils slightly… Before spearing Simz off his feet! Ninja jumps straight back up, and bounces off the ropes, before attempting to drop the knee on Simz’s throat, but Simz rolls outside the ring. Outside the ring, Simz is trying to catch his breath, as Ninja slides right at him! However, Simz moves, and pulls Ninja straight out of the ring. He then whips Ninja into the steel post, as the referee starts demanding they bring it back into the ring. Simz rolls Ninja right back in, follows and goes for the first pinfall, to get a kickout just after one. Simz delivers a few cheap kicks to the head of Ninja as he rises, before going for some more straight shots with his fists. Ninja replies with his own right hands and the two men start to brawl. Simz connects with a right to send Ninja down slightly, and runs off the ropes- Only to find Ninja’s knee meeting him on the return journey.

Ninja now grabs both of Simz’s arms, and drives a knee into Simz’s back, pushing his knees and pulling back his arms. Simz tries to roll out of it, but Ninja has it locked in well. Simz pulls himself up slowly, and finally gets to his feet, with Ninja now holding onto Simz’s throat… Until Simz runs backwards into the corner post. Ninja is now in the corner, and Simz charges in shoulder-first. Simz takes a moment to bask in the glory of his current status, annoying the fans, and giving Ninja time to charge out of the corner with a flying clothesline. Simz gets right up and replies with his own clothesline, which Ninja quickly recovers from, and gives Simz an armdrag. Simz kips up from this and delivers his own armdrag, and Ninja rolls up. Both men run at each other with a dropkick, going down. They look at each other with mild disbelief, before getting up and entering a collar-and-elbow tie-up in the middle of the ring.

Simz gets Ninja into suplex position, but Ninja kicks Simz in the gut, and leaps up, hitting a very crisp-looking DDT. He follows it up with a standing moonsault, earning him a two count. Ninja runs off the rope as Simz is getting up and hits a flying crossbody, once again getting a two count, and prompting Ninja to complain to the referee about the “slow” count. Simz uses this to try and apply a full nelson to Ninja. Ninja is being forced down by Simz as he tightens the lock further and further. The referee goes right to Ninja’s face, asking if he wants to quit. Ninja struggles further, before delivering an unseen low blow to break the hold. Simz staggers away towards the corner, and Ninja charges in shoulder-first, only to crash into the steel post. Simz throws Ninja back into the post, before applying an armbar. Ninja tries to fight out, but Simz has it in tight. Finally, Ninja rolls up, and onto his feet, extending Simz’s shoulder. Simz pulls Ninja in for a clothesline, which Ninja ducks and replies with a bicycle kick, sending both men down to the mat.

Slowly, Ninja crawls over into the cover, only to get a two count. Ninja rises, and waits for Simz to get up, signalling for a tombstone. Ninja lifts up Simz, but Simz tightens his legs around Ninja’s head, locking in an effective, although upside-down, headscissors. Ninja finally lets go of the tombstone, and Simz relents too. Simz rolls to the outside to take a breather again. Ninja gets up and pulls himself onto the top rope, before flipping at Simz, knocking both men down on the outside! The referee begins to count, as the danger of a draw grows. The crowd, unwilling to see this match end like that, will both men back into the ring, who just about crawl in before the count. On their knees, Ninja and Simz trade rights with each other in desperation, and then headbutts. Ninja gets the advantage and rolls Simz onto his back, looking towards the corner. He slowly mounts, looking for the moonsault, but Simz finds a second wind, and runs right up onto the top turnbuckle! Both men are fighting on the top, before Simz lifts up Ninja for a backdrop right to the mat. Simz puts an arm over Ninja…1…2.. Ninja kicks out. Simz looks at the referee in disbelief, then at Ninja.

Now irate, Simz shouts at Ninja to get up. Slowly Ninja staggers up, as Simz kicks Ninja in the gut, going for a suplex. Simz lifts Ninja up, but can’t drop him, so Ninja is back on his feet. Ninja then attempts to suplex Simz, before going into a brainbuster. Ninja waits for Simz, his eyes stalking him as he rises. Ninja charges, hitting the Red On Impact. Simz collapses into the middle rope, and Ninja runs at him, hitting the 613! Simz is barely able to stand, as Ninja leaps up on the top rope, going for a flying crossbody. Simz however, collapses to the mat, due to exhaustion or strategy, and Ninja just drives himself into the canvas. Once again, both wrestlers are down, as the crowd wait with bated breath to see what they try next.

Simz uses the ropes to get up, as Ninja crawls up to the corner, using that to rise. Ninja turns around, to find an RKO from Simz waiting for him! However, instead of pinning, Simz uses the time to catch his breath, planning his next big move. Ninja grabs onto the referee to help himself get up again. Simz goes for the super kick, only for Ninja to throw the referee in the way! As Simz turns around, confused, Ninja hits his own super kick. With Simz and the referee down, Ninja rolls out of the ring. He goes to the barrier where the fans are, and roughly throws a fan off his seat, getting boos from the crowd as he takes it. Ninja enters the ring with the chair, but as he charges at Simz, he gets a spinebuster in return! Simz takes the chair, but wisely, Ninja has left the ring. Annoyed, Simz follows him out. Ninja is reaching for something underneath the ring, as Simz strikes, Ninja hits Simz with a lead pipe he found under the ring, and both men are sent to the ground. The referee recovers, to see Simz and Ninja outside in some pain. Ninja throws Simz into the barrier, and attempts to stinger splash him, only for Simz to dodge, and Ninja to hit the metal barricade. Simz follows it by slamming Ninja’s head into it, as abuse rains in from the nearby fans.

Simz rolls Ninja back into the ring, and goes for the cover, only to get another near-fall. Clutching his knee, Simz thinks about his next move, before deciding to end it right here. Simz waits for Ninja to get up, and kicks him in the stomach, and pulling him into pedigree position, setting up for the Simz Killer. As Simz tries the backflip though, Ninja pushes him up, and frees himself. Ninja pulls Simz legs up, and turns Simz around in a Boston crab. Simz bites his lower lip, as he tries to block out the pain in his already hurt knee. He somehow forces himself to the ropes, where Ninja holds it for four seconds, before letting go, following with some stomps on the knee. Simz hobbles up, and is dropsaulted into the corner post. Simz comes out slowly… And Ninja grabs him, and runs on the post, going for Sliced Bread #2! However, Simz pushes Ninja over the top rope, and Ninja crashes and burns outside.

Just before eight is counted, Ninja re-enters. He and Simz exchange forearms and descend into a chop battle. Finally, Ninja grabs Simz’s arm, and pulls him into a T-Bone! Simz counters, putting Ninja into pedigree position, and flipping him to hit the Simz Killer. Simz takes a few seconds before he gets in the cover…1…2.. Kickout! Simz just falls back into the ropes in shock, before cursing the referee for a slow count. As he is doing this, Ninja gets up, and as Simz turns around, Ninja picks him up, and hits the Red Bread Winner! Ninja, like Simz, takes a few seconds to recuperate, but eventually gets in the cover...1…2.. Kickout! The entire arena is now in disbelief, as both men have kicked out of their opponent’s finishers.

Both men get back to their corners, before meeting in the centre of the ring. There is a slow trickle of blood coming down Simz’s forehead, and Ninja has a patch of red on his mask, the blood soaking through. They exchange rights again, staggering as they take them. Simz kicks Ninja in the stomach, and attempts a powerbomb, which Ninja reverses into a hurricanrana. Ninja grabs Simz’s leg, and drags him towards the corner. Ninja slowly climbs the turnbuckle, but Simz somehow gets up, and throws himself into the ropes, causing Ninja to slip, and crotch himself on the post. Simz follows up with a vicious DDT off the top rope, and goes for the pin- Only to find that Ninja’s leg is on the rope. Simz, with blood now over his face, lifts a limp Ninja into a pedigree position, signalling for the Simz Killer that would surely end the match. Simz looks as if he is about to flip over, but instead as Simz jumps up, Ninja frees his arms, and throws Simz off of him. Straight away Ninja grabs a hold of Simz, wraps his legs around him and drops down to the mat. Ninja quickly applies the crossface chickenwing, which he calls the Canadian Clutch. Far away from the ropes, Simz is unable to escape in any way. He holds on for as long as he can, trying to claw his way to the ropes but Red Ninja just yanks hi face to the side even harder. Simz doesn’t give in, but almost passes out due to the pain. Ninja however doesn’t budge at all. The ref checks up on Simz, raising his arm three times and allowing it to drop. The first two times his arm drops with any resistance but on the third go, Simz catches his arm an inch away from the canvas. Seemingly rejuvenated, Simz starts to shake a lot, hoping for Ninja to lose his grip. However, with the ref still focused on Simz, right up in his face, Ninja raises one of his legs and violently kicks Simz, with his heel, below the belt, almost knocking Simz out. Ninja leans back down and really locks in the hold. The ref sees that Simz has fades away and raises his arm once more. Like the first time, for the first two times, Simz’s arm drops. The ref lifts up Simz’s arm for the third and final time. The ref drops it. Simz’s arm falls ever so slowly. After what seems like an eternity, Simz’s arm drops down onto the mat. The ref calls for the bell, signaling that Red Ninja has won the match by making Simz pass out.


Ring Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match, and still P2PW Heavyweight Champion…..Red Ninja!

Red Ninja - 4.866 promo points + 0.5 votes = 5.366
Simz - 4.633 promo points + 0.7 votes = 5.333

Ninja releases the hold, causing Simz to drop, limp, onto the canvas. Ninja too, falls back, very fatigued. The crowd applaud the two competitors for a great match, even if they don’t particularly like either man. After a little rest, Ninja gets to his feet and the ref raises his hand in victory. The ref goes over to the ring announcer and takes the belt. He hands it over to the champion. Ninja stares at his title, thankful that he won and raises above his head, as TNT goes off the air.

CREDIT: Aladdin, E2, Reece Somers, Spackle & Mastadon.

[Aladdin]

Promo Ratings

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Stare’s Ratings

Amie --- 4.1[/color][/b] (I wasnt feeling this that much. It didnt seem to make an impact like you have done a couple of times. I do like your promos when you get in gear a lot, and I think you could turn into something great. I think this was a step away from what you have been doing, and a step backwards. It was still good, but there was a lot of room for improvement)
Dan “Dragon” Taylor --- 4.3[/b] (good, solid promo. I think it was an excellent return promo. Given more time, considering your comment after the promo, I think you'll turn some heads soon. Good work!)
Destiny --- 0[/b]
The Eye of the Storm --- 0[/b]
Tyler “The Assassin” Stone --- 0[/b] (I'm very disappointed. You had an honest-to-God chance to win this thing)
“The Prodigy” Frankie Logan --- 1[/b] (your dialogue wasn't terrible, in all honesty, but certainly you didnt look at everyone else's promo, and then at yours, and think you stood a chance? You didnt even try. I wanted to give this a .5 just for writing something, but since the dialogue showed potential, I'll give you a 1)
Lbm --- 0[/b] (I've heard good things, I look forward to seeing them)
Reece Somers --- 4.6[/b] (great introduction promo. Really gave some great insight into your character, who he is, and who he's looking to become. Awesome job. TNT has an asset in you . . . damn it!)
Chad Classic --- 4.7 [/b](I really liked this promo a lot. It's my favorite you've done here. This was the kind of promo I was wanting from you a while back. It's a "real-life" gimmick. The setting was great, and the way the gauntlet match intrigued you and your points about it were nicely done. I really enjoyed this a lot, and it proves that you can be a main guy here. Great work)
“The Tiger” Vegeta --- 4.7 [/b](This was very very good. I wish you had busted something out like this on Blitz! First off, you werent traded, you were fired . I really liked the interview a lot. It touched base on everything that has been going on that you could concern yourself with in some form or fashion. Great work, and good luck on TNT)



E2 --- 4.6[/b] (This was long, perhaps a bit too long IMO. I didnt dislike it, there was just a lot that happened in one promo. It's very hard to make something flow and incorporate 2-3 different settings. That aside, those settings were well done. You made your points well, and you touched base on what needed to be touched. I do wish we had more of an IC discussion on your's and Mastadon's match, and your desire to get back the belt that you used to call your own. But, this was still good. I think the score it gets proves your capabilities, and how talented you are.)
Mastadon --- 4.6[/b] (This is my favorite promo you've done. I think it needed just a bit more length, as it started out as something epic, adn then it was over. But, this was great. The feel you created, the points you made, the vocabulary you used. Very well-rounded)


Gormy --- 0[/b] (make it easy on the Tiger, why dont'cha!?)
“The Tiger” Aladdin --- 4.8[/b] (I look forward to seeing what you can do when you're not vomiting. This was great, as always, nuff said)


Red Ninja --- 4.8[/b] (I didnt know the direction you were taking this in at first, but it ended up being something different, unique, and very very good. It was an in-depth look at Red Ninja as a champion, and was a great character-builder for your heel run. I dont think you'll lose the title anytime soon, and I think winning it has brought a side of Red Ninja out that we've all been yearning for. This was a champion's promo. This was an upper tier's promo. The was an awesome promo. Great job!)
Simz --- 4.6[/b] (A complaint I'll go ahead and get out of the way was the long, drawn out talking with little description of anything to separate it and make it flow. Considering your dialogue was very good, it saved face a bit. I liked the setting and the general idea. I liked how you talked about how much the title meant to you. I think you're still finding your character, and I think that is something that made the promo seem to drag at times. Otherwise, this was a great promo, and you're establishing yourself as a top player on TNT. That's nice to see, cause you're the definition of hard work paying off)

Aladdin’s Ratings

Amie – 4.0 (Just a 4. I know you were busy, so it’s understandable. Obviously, you can do much better but it’s a shame you didn’t perform for this match, as I’m sure you’d have loved to face the world champ. You got enough votes. If you want a good push, then you need to show a bit more consistency. You’re capable enough of getting that push, but you need to be constantly getting high scores.)

Dan “Dragon” Taylor – 4.3 (Excellent return promo. Your description in the promo, is one of the best I’ve seen. Dialogue was great. It lacked length, but I know you didn’t have much time. If you stick around, you’ll be a major player.)

Destiny – 0.0

The Eye of The Storm – 0.0

Tyler “The Assassin” Storm – 0.0

“The Prodigy” Frankie Logan – 1.0 (Read other people’s promos. I felt as if you didn’t. Even looking for a second at another promo would show you what you need to do. No description. Dialogue wasn’t great. Not good.)

Lbm – 0.0

Reece Somers – 4.6 (Absolutely awesome introductory promo. Probably one of the best intros to a character, that I’ve read. It was humourous, and it was serious when it needed to be. You really told everyone load and clear why you were here. I really like your gimmick, and you’re already a big player on TNT.)

Chad Classic – 4.6 (Your avatar was giving me a head-ache when I was reading the opening part, but then I scrolled down. No mention of me in ELITE . As for the promo, it was a bit on the short side but you told me why. It was still great, quality shit. I liked that it occurred at ELITE, and on a side note, I really like the relationship between the two. Not knowing about the gauntlet match was a nice touch, and your pissed off attitude is a great fit. Nice continuity with the Tyler thing, your reasons behind saving him were pretty much what I was going for. Nice. Next P2PW Heavyweight Champ?)

“The Tiger” Vegeta – 4.7 (I’m glad to see you put some effort into this. There’s nothing worse than seeing someone with loads of potential, waste it away. It was all good. Keep in mind what Stare said, about the firing thing, but what you did makes you look stronger. Good job. The last part was unnecessary in my opinion. Awesome to have you TNT, cuz.)


E2 – 4.6 (I always look forward to your promos. His wasn’t your best but it’s still good stuff. Some of the stuff wasn’t necessary although it was well written, and I understand why you did it. Again, I like the pics, I think it keeps it fun to read. Focus more on the match and your opponent. Seemed a bit short too. I think the interview, with JBL, was the best quality but it ended a bit too soon. Great work)

Mastadon – 4.5 (I really liked the beginning, it thought at that point it was going to be about a 4.7, but the ending kinda lost the magic a tad bit. It ended abruptly too, so it was a bit short. But overall it was still great. It’s a shame you’re leaving.)


Simz – 4.6 (I do think this is your best promo yet. It was very well written. There are a few things to work on for next time. I know, you’re the rich guy on TNT, but don’t go over the top with it, the sceptre and the helmet was a bit cheesy. Also, I know you have to put across the fact that you’re a great wrestler, but try to be truthful as well, it doesn’t affect the score that much if you’re not, but it doesn’t help. You can twist the truth around.)

Red Ninja – 4.9 (Absolutely brilliant. This was so unique and so well done. While I was reading the beginning part, I was wondering if you were going to bring it home with a regular promo, and you did, and that was the perfect ending. I don’t think anyone can beat you when it comes to dialogue. If you had written a bit more in some of the earlier segments, it probably would have given you a 5.)


Soul Reaper’s Ratings

Amie 4.2 (good dialogue for the little while it had it. Nice run ins with the people, but it didn't really click with me all that well. Still a good promo, but I think it could have been a little better in a few places.)

DDT 4 (seemed a little rushed, but I guess since you didn't know, I should expect that)

Destiny -- (Guess she didn't get it in by Tuesday afterall)

Eye of the Storm -- (sorry I don't even know who this is)

The Assassin -- (kinda surprised by this one....)

Frankie Sloan 2 (you'll learn as you go along, people don't usually start off good, but around here, it happens over time.)

LBM -- (Tisk tisk, some legend you are eh.. haha)

Reece 4.6 (solid debut promo... and you actually gave yourself a purpose, nice.)

Chad 4.7 (good dialogue, funny it was at ELITE too I might add. I'd kinda like to see Chad snap in all honesty.)

Vegeta 4.7 (Nicely put together piece here, didn't really have MUCH emotion by the looks of it. The word Excited was put in there, but it didn't seem heart felt enough. The Ex-Pack members sure do like to bring up the former stable though don't they. And Hey, I got a mention.)


E2 4.6 (seemed to drag on A LITTLE to me, maybe its me... but then again it was well done and enjoyable enough to where I didn't have to quit half way through and pick it up later.)

Mastadon 4.3 (Wrestling with a Dickie to get ready for E2... well some would say that simply is a little to easy. Seemed like a fun promo)


Gormy -- (tis a shame, but I'm not surprised)

Aladdin (4.8 Not sure what you apologized for, because it was pretty damn good)


Simz 4.7 (good emotion and intensity here. Very fitting for a title match)

Ninja 4.9 (nice little storyboard there and I like the cocky attitude that was displayed. Should be a hell of a match)

Voting Points

Amie – 0.8

Dan “Dragon” Taylor – 0.2

Destiny – 0.2

The Eye of The Storm – 0.1

Tyler “The Assassin” Storm – 0.0

“The Prodigy” Frankie Logan – 0.2

Lbm – 0.4

Reece Somers – 0.5

Chad Classic – 1.0

“The Tiger” Vegeta – 0.2


E2 – 0.9

Mastadon – 0.2


Simz – 0.7

Red Ninja – 0.5

[Red Ninja]

Simz my man my mask goes off to you i was sure u were going to win

[_the j-man]

Congratulations to Chad, E2, Aladdin & Ninja, hell of a show gentlemen. Red Ninja, STILL TNT Heavyweight Champion! How do you like them apples?!

[ChadClassic]

Red Ninja vs. Chad Classic at the next TNT PPV. BRING IT ON NINJA!! Excellent results Al.

[Scream]

Great show. Congrats to Ninja, Chad, Al and E2

[Your Morality Enforcer]

Great show, and thanks for the positive feedback

[Simz]

Well done Ninj. You beat me even when I had the voting majority. Well done!

[brockandsable]

That was a nice read.

Congrats to Red Ninja and ChadClassic; Ninja continues to impress and I am anxiously awaiting Red Ninja v. ChadClassic for the P2PW World Heavyweight Championship.

Aladdin - Congrats. You are an intense competitor and I look forward to working with you.

Spackle - You are a very talented writer. "All his weight falls on his testes" Ha!

Mastadon - We should do this again. I like our feuds and maybe, just maybe, you'll actually beat me one day.

Amie - You're great. Step it up like the judges asked and I see gold in your future, boo.

Vegeta - I'm glad you're on the flagship show now. You are a good role player and I like you're style and I look forward to working with you as well.

SIMZ - Like the hockey coach told Adam Sandler in Happy Gilmore: "Better luck next year!! Ha ha ha ha!!"

To all the talent that did not promo - I don't know what to say, but I agree with the judges that so many of you have great potential but do not particpate. Well, ever show has a Val Venis or a Stephen Richards that can be used as jobbing fodder.


*looks around for new title sig*

[stocko]

awesome read gents

e2, well done son, ya never know i may be back to beat up on ya in the future

[Trent Matsunoshin]

Killer show.

[Aladdin]

You ruined it dude! Now their shal be no suspense.

[Trent Matsunoshin]

Ruined what? Yeah I edited the post.

You'll hear my retort on Blitz.

[stocko]

my dawg, dont let anything slip til the official post bollox to you al ;D

[Mrs Fizz Allmendinger]

Don't worry Frankie Logan. I started off being a bad roleplayer but now people have said that I have improved on my roleplays on here and on other feds. i would suggest that you join other feds to get better and then you get used to it. I still need to work on a few things on my roleplays.

[brockandsable]

What the fuck does a man have to do around here to get his title sig?

[Simz]

Win one

[brockandsable]

Apparently not, smartass.

[stocko]

you only get one if you deserve it, when ya get ya girlfriend to interfere, that doesnt count!