TNT Preview, Promos & Votes: Aug 6 - Aug 10

[_the j-man]

LIVE from the ARCO ARENA
Sacramento, California

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The camera opens up inside TNT Commissioner's office, Anthony McKenna's as he is seen talking on the phone. The camera zooms in closer on Anthony McKenna as we hear who he is talking to on the phone.

Anthony McKenna: I'm glad we're having this conversation right now, Barry. Let me just think this over first, I want to see how the first show after Sole Survivor is going to shape the future of TNT. Yes, we will keep in touch. Bye.

Anthony McKenna hangs up the phone with a big smile on his face, until... Mary Lindsey of the Board of Directors walks into his office. He stands up immediately to greet her, but she puts her hand up towards the commissioner.

Mary Lindsey: First let me just say, Anthony. That you've been a tremendous commissioner, I think since you've been in charge of TNT.

Anthony McKenna: What's the matter? You act as if changes are about to happen.

Mary Lindsey: They are about to happen Anthony... P2PW has a new owner.

Anthony McKenna: That's incredible news! I don't have to listen to Stare's non-sense anymore?!

Mary Lindsey: That may be the case, but lets just say this new owner of P2PW has a no non-sense attitude, he loves this place and well he thinks you're currently bringing down the TNT ship. He wants me to issue you a warning.

Anthony McKenna quirks an eyebrow hearing this come out of Mary Lindsey's mouth. He goes back over to his chair and pulls out a pen and pad, along with what looks to be a stat sheet. He then begins to fill out the paper.

Mary Lindsey: So if I were.... Hey, what the hell are you doing?

Anthony McKenna: I'm making tonight's card, what does it look like I'm doing?! I'm changing everything. If you're trying to tell me my job is one the line, then I'm going to impress the hell out of our new owner, guranteed!

Anthony McKenna smiles as he looks at the card, finished completed on the pad of paper. He then stands up walking over to Mary Lindsey as he shows her tonight's card. She nods her head with approval as Anthony McKenna is shown grinning as we cut to the official TNT card!

Mary Lindsey: I like it, I like it a lot Mr. McKenna. You have a big night on your hands tonight, sir. You better make the best of it.

Anthony McKenna: Don't worry, TNT is in good shape. I have some other talks going on the phone that could make TNT not only the A-show of P2PW, but the A-show ALL OVER THE WORLD!

Anthony McKenna sets down the pad with tonight's card. He smiles at Mary Lindsey as she returns the smile, what could our comissioner be up to tonight? We'll find out! TNT is now!

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TONIGHT'S CARD

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***SINGLES MATCH***[/u][/color][/size]
Simz is coming off a big Pay-Per-View loss in the Elimination Chamber, so he'll be looking for a comeback win. Snake is a mysterious new-comer who will be looking to cause an upset.
Simz
vs.
Snake


***P2PW INTERNET TITLE MATCH***[/u][/color][/size]
Anthony "Da Man" McKenna worried about the New P2PW Owner showing up on TNT, that he booked this title match to get his attention. E2 & Keith Williams have been talking trash in the back to each other and do not like each other. Can Keith Williams shock the world and defeat the One Man Killing Machine?
E2
vs.
Keith Williams[/b][/color]


**THE NEW P2PW OWNER REVEALED TONIGHT!**[/u][/size][/color]


***P2PW RAGE TITLE MATCH***
-RAGE RULES-
"The Tiger" Aladdin was the runner-up in the Elimination Chamber, he's been one of the most dominate Rage Champions in P2PW history. Dan "Dragon" Taylor impressed a lot of heads as he went deep into the Elimination Chamber. Thanks to the New Owner showing up tonight he has earned himself a title shot.
"The Tiger" Aladdin
vs.
Dan "Dragon" Taylor[/b][/color]


***MAIN EVENT***[/u][/color][/size]
***P2PW HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE MATCH***[/u][/color][/size]
Red Ninja proved to the world that he is one of the most dominate champions that the P2PW have seen. Reece Somers has impressed TNT managment that he earned a #4 ranking in the polls, thanks to Chad Classic being injured that Reece Somers will get his chance to win the Heavyweight Championship.
Red Ninja
vs.
Reece Somers[/b][/color]

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Thursday
August 10th
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NOTE: You CANNOT vote in a RAGE RULES match. Thank you.

[_the j-man]

Snake (I don't think he'll get very many votes. So I'm going for the new guy.)
Keith Williams (E2 needs to move on to bigger and better championships. ;D)
Red Ninja (I'm a huge Red Ninja mark. Gotta love this guy. Hard worker.)

[Aladdin]

Simz - He's been working hard on his game.

E2 - Keith owns, but E2 needs this more.

Red Ninja - Reece isn't ready for this yet.

[Simz]

Simz
e2
Ninj

pretty much exactly what Al said.

[brockandsable]

First of all, what's the stip to the Inna Title match?

Second, the votes:

Simz
E2
Red Ninja

Lastly; nice card, Nikky.

Promo to come.....

[Keith Williams]

Simz
Keith Williams
Red Ninja

As with my opponent promo to come soon

[The Executioner]

***SINGLES MATCH***

Snake


***P2PW INTERNET TITLE MATCH***

Keith Williams


**THE NEW P2PW OWNER REVEALED TONIGHT!**








***MAIN EVENT***
***P2PW HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE MATCH***

Reece Somers

[Aladdin]

Minutes after Sole Survivor goes off the air……………

The scene opens up with a shot of a bloodied and bruised Aladdin walking through the curtain just after the vicious Sole Survivor Chamber match. A crowd of officials can be seen swarming him, trying to help him out but he’ll have none of it, and goes as far as throwing one of the refs into the wall, obviously pissed off by the conclusion of the match.

“The Tiger” Aladdin: Get the fuck out of my way! I don’t need any of you to help me to my room, I’ll get there on my own two feet. If you really want to help me, get me a towel for this blood that’s all over my fucking face.

Straight away an official places a towel in Aladdin’s way. He snatches it from him, not thanking the official or even noticing him. He wipes his face with the towel, taking some of the blood off and then throws it onto his shoulder. He heads on to his changing room, holding his aching neck.

Once he gets to his room, he closes the door and falls back against it. He slowly slides down until he is sitting on the floor with his knees up, leaning against the door. He lowers his head in shame, looking very defeated. He sits there for a good twenty minutes, rolled up into the small position. Not moving in inch, he’s in deep thought. Suddenly, with a burst of energy, he jumps up and throws his towel against the wall. He takes off his arms and knee pads and throws them violently into the floor. He runs over to his coffee table and tips it over, then to his sofa and kicks it down. He then walks right up to the wall and punches it, when a knock is heard on the door.

“The Tiger” Aladdin: Fuck off!

Aladdin is still in the same position, with his fist up against the wall. Again, he hears a knock.

“The Tiger” Aladdin: Don’t fucking come in!

Silence. Aladdin is motionless, once again deep in thought, when for the third time someone knocks on the door. Aladdin can’t believe the nerve of the person on the other side of the door and turns around. The knock is heard again. Aladdin paces over to the door and swings it wide open, to see John Mackay standing in front of him with a camera crew behind him. Aladdin doesn’t stop for a second and immediately grabs Mackay by his shirt and pushes him all the way back into the corridor, holding him against the wall. Making a huge noise, everyone in the corridor turns around to see what’s going on. They all seem shocked to see Aladdin of all people with his hands on an interviewer. Mackay is shaking as he is totally afraid of what this pissed off Aladdin could do.

“The Tiger” Aladdin: Did you not understand what I said? I told you to fuck off. As far as I know that doesn’t mean “continue to knock on my door”. But maybe I’m wrong. Is that what it means?

Mackay is still shaking in his boots, tilting his face to the side in fear.

John Mackay: No. It doesn’t mean that.

“The Tiger” Aladdin: So why the fuck did you keep knocking?

John Mackay: Sorry, sorry. I just wanted to get an interview.

Aladdin backs off a little bit, and looks like he’s going to calm down.

“The Tiger” Aladdin: You want an interview, do you.

Aladdin looks away and starts to laugh in a sadistic way. Suddenly he turns back towards Mackay, grabs him and presses him back against the wall.

“The Tiger” Aladdin: Do I look like I’m ready for an interview? Do I fucking look like I want you to interview me?

John Mackay: McKenna said he wanted everyone from TNT to be interviewed after their matches for the website. It’s compulsory.

“The Tiger” Aladdin: Compulsory? Well, you tell him McKenna that I just went through hell in that chamber match. You tell him, not only was I triple teamed on by the last three other superstars, who all happened to be Blitz stars, but I was also screwed out of winning it. That fucking shit, Stare screwed me. He cost me my rightful place in the main event of WrestleFever 3. That pussy cost me my winning streak, a winning streak that almost went for a year. You tell McKenna, that it took two former World Champions to put me down. They pissed on my hard work, my blood, sweat and tears by hitting me over the head with that chair.

Aladdin looks away and laughs in a twisted way.

“The Tiger” Aladdin: But, I guarantee you those two will get what’s coming to them. No freaking roster split will keep me from getting my hands on them. No fucking commissioner, general manager, owner or board of directors will prevent me from giving them what they deserve. They had better watch their backs, sleep with one eye open, and pray to whatever god they worship, because I promise you, I will give them back ounce of pain and heartache that they caused me. They cost me everything, and I won’t let that fly. There’s your interview, now fuck off.

Aladdin releases Mackay and turns back around to his door. He looks around, seeing all the people who watched what just happened. He doesn’t seem to give a damn as he continues to walk to his door. He gets in and just as he closes the door he hears something.

John Mackay: But, Aladdin, you haven’t lose everything. You’re still the Rage Champion.

Aladdin hears that and something comes over him, as if he still has some hope. He closes the door as the scenes fades to black.

Minutes before TNT goes on the air ……………

The scene fades from black to a shot of the Rage Title. Slowly the camera zooms out to see Aladdin, ready in his ring gear, lacing his boots. Once he’s done, he gets up and starts jogging on the spot, warming up. He grabs a half empty bottle of water and finishes it off, when a knock is heard on the door. Aladdin goes over and opens up the door, to see John Mackay standing in front of him. Aladdin still looks pissed off, but gestures for Mackay to come in. Aladdin turns around and Mackay pats him on the shoulder, as if to say thanks, but the moment his hand touches that light brown skin, Aladdin grabs it in his crushing grip. He twists his arm around with ease, forcing Mackay onto his knees. Mackay is almost in tears but Aladdin doesn’t seem to care. Aladdin suddenly lifts him back up, and then throws Mackay’s arm down. Mackay holds his arm in pain, rocking back and forth in pain.

“The Tiger” Aladdin: Don’t touch me, boy. You think I’m over what happened at Sole Survivor? Well think again. Now get on with the damn interview, and stop crying like a little child.

The camera crew set up their equipment as Mackay tries to shake off the pain, but the look on his face shows us that he’s still in agony. He positions himself in front of the camera, and starts the interview.

John Mackay: I’m standing here with an infuriated Rage Champion, “The Tiger” Aladdin.

The camera pans around to show Aladdin standing, now with his Rage Title over his shoulder, looking as mad as ever.

John Mackay: Before we get to tonight, now that a few days have passed since Sole Survivor, can you tell us your thoughts about what went down?

“The Tiger” Aladdin: You’re kidding me, right? Didn’t I give you a good enough interview minutes after the damn match? I’ll tell you this, nothing has changed. Management hasn’t corrected anything, no rematch, no nothing. I’m still as pissed as ever, and don’t think that I’ll calm down until I get my revenge. Now give me a decent question, or I’ll chuck you guys out of my room, and we can do this interview like last time. You want that?

Mackay is quick to shake his head, not wanting to get pinned up against the wall again. He nervously asks another question.

John Mackay: Erm…well….Aladdin, some people have stated that contrary to what you said before that you’re not a fighting champion. What do you have to say about that?

Mackay looks worried that Aladdin might hit him for shedding some negativity on his title reign so far.

“The Tiger” Aladdin: Well, I have to admit, I’ve had zero title defences, so those people are justified in what they said. But let me tell you something, since the roster split, there have been ten shows, twelve if you include the pay-per-views. I’ve had a match at nine of those shows. That’s more than anyone else on the roster. Not only did I have that number of matches but leading up to Plethora, I faced TNT’s best, and on top of that I had to deal with both Rocky and Gormy. At Plethora, I faced a former International champion, in Firefly, in a Rage Rules match with Gormy as the ref. I had to deal with two people that night. The next show, I gave, listen to that again. I GAVE, I wasn’t forced to, I gave Firefly a shot at regaining the number one contendership to the Rage Title. I defeated him three times that night. Three times. So if you add up all those matches, then it works out that I had 11 matches in 12 shows. At TNT’s Night of the Champions, I faced Gormy in a Rage Rules match. I had to contend with E2 and Amie during that match, too. You think that’s a walk in the park? I practically faced the Rage Champion, the Internet Champion and a top TNT star in one match. At the following show, I faced two wrestlers in a handicap match and I came out on top. Post-match I got ambushed by Simz and his bodyguard and got bloodied up. Finally, at Sole Survivor I faced nine of the best P2PW has to offer and it took two former World Champions to defeat me. And if you noticed, I didn’t tap out, I passed out, I didn’t give up. So, I’m sorry if I haven’t been a “fighting champion”. (Sarcastically) It’s obvious that I’ve been slacking off. I’m sorry, from now on I’ll request a match every night. Will that be enough? Or maybe I’ll request two. Hell, I’ll wrestle in every match on the card, each night.

Aladdin has a disgusted looks on his face.

“The Tiger” Aladdin: To all those people who think I’m not a fight champion, listen up. Anyone, anywhere, anytime. You want a shot at my title then all you’ve got to do is ask. It doesn’t matter if you’re on TNT, Blitz, Raw, Smackdown, ECW or TNA. You want a shot at my title, come and get it. You could by Eye of the Storm or you could be E2, it doesn’t matter because once it’s all said and done, the result will be the same, and that is you tapping out to the Caged Animal. McKenna, from now on, every match I’m in, feel free to put the Rage Title on the line. I’ll be remembered as the greatest Rage Champion of all time, just you wait and see.

Aladdin looks back at Mackay, waiting for the next question.

John Mackay: Can you address rumours that you recently relinquished some of your behind the scenes jobs?

“The Tiger” Aladdin: Rumours? That’s fact. I had some behind the scenes things that were assigned to me, but following Sole Survivor I realized that my head wasn’t in the game. I wasn’t focused on what was most important to me, and that’s my wrestling. I needed to put one hundred percent into what I do. I had lost that spark but now I’m back on track and I’m better than ever. I’m ready to take it up a notch.

Mackay nods along as Aladdin talks, but when Aladdin sees this, he looks at Mackay as if to say what the fuck are you doing? Mackay immediately stops and gets onto the next question.

John Mackay: There have also been rumours flying around that you’re looking for double gold, is that true and which title in particular?

“The Tiger” Aladdin: Those rumours are definitely true. Who on this roster wouldn’t want to? No-one. I love being Rage Champion but I don’t want it to hold me back. Just because I’m a champion, doesn’t mean I’m totally happy. Why should I be? Not one person comes into the wrestling business and says “I want to win one title”. They want to win either all of the titles or the top title. I’ve made it clear in interviews before that I want to win every title P2PW has, I’ve been called cocky for even considering it, but I couldn’t give a shit about what people have to say about it. I’m not one to hide my talent, to cover up my ambitions, why bother. If you don’t make it clear as to what you want, then how are you going to get opportunities? What’s the use in staying quiet? I don’t wait for things to come to me, I go out and get them myself. I want another title and I’ll make sure I get a shot. You see, I will main event WrestleFever 3 some way or another, but now it’s in my hands. As for the title that I’m looking at, it should be pretty obvious. The P2PW Heavyweight Title. I’ve got Red Ninja’s number, everyone knows it. I beat him on the way to getting this.

Aladdin points to his Rage Title.

“The Tiger” Aladdin: If anything, my title means more than his. I main evented the show when the first ever P2PW Heavyweight Champion was crowned. I was in the last match of the night. My victory over him is what allowed him to even get into that match. There’s a pay-per-view coming up, and I challenge him to a match. I challenge you, Red Ninja. But, wait, I’m forgetting something. Reece Somers has a shot at the title tonight. Well, it doesn’t matter. Whoever the champ is, I want my shot at the title at the upcoming pay-per-view. Of course, like I said before my title will be up for grabs too.

Mackay has a surprised yet pleased look on his face.

John Mackay: Wow! You heard it here first. Aladdin has officially called out the P2PW Heavyweight Champion, to a match at the next pay-per-view. With that said, you have a match tonight against someone who surprised everyone at Sole Survivor, Dan “Dragon” Taylor. And your title is on the line. Got anything to say about the match?

“The Tiger” Aladdin: You’re right, Mackay. Dan surprised a lot of people. I knew he had it in him but I didn’t think that he had enough experience to show the world what he could do just yet. Obviously, he proved me wrong. Now, that performance of him was a real breakout moment for him. He showed the world that he’s not a future big name, but he is a big name right now. He proved he can go with the best of them and now all that hard work is going to pay off as he gets a shot at my title. The two of us have been in a few other feds together but we never got to go one on one with each other. We’ve both wanted it for so long, but never had the chance, until now. In fact, a couple weeks ago on Summer Time, he even stated that I was the one person he wanted to step in the ring with in P2PW. He’s got his wish but it won’t be how he imagined it would be. He may have thought that this title shot was a blessing but in reality it’s a death warrant in disguise. Dan, the timing is all wrong for you. I won’t be going out there to give the world a wrestling clinic, I’m going to go out there to kill, to take out my frustrations on whoever steps in my way. I realized that I had lost something that all tigers possess. My killer instinct. I had had that killer instinct in a while but now I do. I’m going to rip you to pieces, Dan and love every minute of it. I’m going out there to hurt you, Dan, and I don’t care what anyone thinks about that. The fans can love me, or they can hate me, it’s up to them. Whether they cheer me or whether they boo me, I will do what I have to do. And what I have to do, Dan, is make sure that I walk out as the Rage Champion, and if that means beating you within an inch of your life, then so be it. You know, there’s been a trend going with the last couple Rage Champions. They always lose the belt on the first defence. Tonight that trend ends and with it so does your dream of becoming Rage Champion. Interview over.

Mackay quickly tries to wrap things up, focusing the camera on him.

John Mackay: There you have it, folks. Thanks, Aladdin and good luck tonight.

The crew stop filming, but for some reason take a long while to pack up their equipment. Aladdin, trying to get focused on his match keeps in getting disturbed by the loud crew. He turns around at them and shouts.

“The Tiger” Aladdin: Get the fuck out!

The crew hurry up, trying to pack up.

“The Tiger” Aladdin: Now!

Aladdin walks in their direction and they all immediately grabs everything and runs out, worried about what this edgy Aladdin might do. Aladdin closes the door and looks around. We zoom into a shot of the Rage Title as the scenes fades to black.

[Keith Williams]

“Cowboys from Hell” hits the arena speakers as the fans in attendance at P2P begin to voice their disapproval, knowing who is about to make a appearance. Keith Williams appears at the top of the entrance ramp. He is wearing his customary pre-match attire. He is wearing a pair of jeans, a white button up shirt, a long black duster, and a cowboy hat on his head. He makes his way towards the ring dodging the hands of fans wanting to touch him. He makes his way up the ring steps and enters the ring. He reaches inside his duster and pulls out a microphone.

Keith Williams:
Go ahead, boo all your want. Go ahead get it out of your system. You are just angry. Yeah I said it angry! From the moment I stepped foot into P2P you, the boys in the back, and the damn internet columnist have all predicted that my run in P2P will flop worst then Lbms’. Don’t go shaking your heads like its not true.

When I stepped thru those doors each and every one of you was going “sure he is a big shot in FHT and Elite, but this P2P. This is where the big boys play. He will be around for one match and then quickly go back to the minor leagues. Then it was announced that I was going to be facing Mastrodon in my very first match. All you nay sayers were going “ Well it was nice to see him, but Mastrodon is going to send Keith into early retirement.

The night of the match came and you know what happened? I pinned the big, bad, nasty Mastrodons shoulders to the mat for a 1,2,3. The shock on your faces were priceless. But did you give me credit? No. You looked at the soul survivor card and went “Well you may have been able to pull out a win in your first match, but you will be going into the ring with nine other TNT and Blitz wrestlers. There is no way that you will be walking out of that ring with the guaranteed title shot against either the Rage champion or the Internet champion. And in case you were either too cheap to buy the ppv or blocking it out of your memory, why don’t you just look up at the screen and see what happened on that night.

Bishop begins to celebrate. The audience in attendance are cheering him on. However, he is unaware that because Keith Williams went under the bottom rope, the match continues. Keith gets into the ring. Bishop turns around and Keith connects with a superkick. The crowd begin to boo as Keith picks Bishop up. With Bishop still in shock, Keith nails the perfect-plex. Keith then picks Bishop up. He grabs him by the head and throws him to the outside. The bell sounds.

Ring Announcer: The winner of the match, Keith Williams!

As you can see, I proved all of you wrong once again. I went up against 9 other wrestlers and walked out of soul survivor with a guaranteed title shot. But during my celebration backstage, I happened to see something that made me drop my beer in laughter. Roll that footage if you will.

Ringside Announcer: And now, the individual who was hand-picked by E2 to enter at #1!

The audience looks on as "Headsprung" hits. The audience leaps up as E2 himself walks out with a microphone in hand. They look on as his music cuts

E2: How, I'm sure the shock is still settling in, and the question is probably pounding in your head. "Hey, E2, why did you pick yourself as the first entrant?"

E2 looks around

E2: Well, the answer to that is very simple. Respect!

E2 looks around once more as the audience takes it in

E2: You see, when my hand is raised tonight, I want their to be NO Excuses! I dont want anyone to say "Well, he just won because he entered last!". I dont want to hear "Everyone else was tired, and that's why you one!" Hell naw! When my hand is raised at the end of the match, I want everyone to look at me and say . . . "Damn, that E2 is one tough son of a bitch!"

The camera pans back from the screen to Keith Williams, who is laughing in the middle of the ring.

Keith Williams:
Now if you ask me, that is pretty damn funny. As the old saying goes: You always had more balls then brains. But then again…If you were to ask Amie in the back she would say that there isn’t much of them either.

The crowd begins a small E2 chant

Keith Williams:
Hey don’t get me wrong. I have much respect for E2 Keith pounds his chest I have so much in fact, that while Blitz can have a JT appreciation night, I will go and right here and now have a E2 appriciation video. That is if those monkeys in the back..No offense E2, would roll the footage I gave them earlier..

The arena goes black. All attention is focused up onto the screen. After a few seconds wording starts to appear on the screen…

E2:
HISTORY OF
A CHAMPION

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Keith Williams:
The story of E2 is one of awe and inspiration. Even at a early age, E2 knew that he was destine for great things.

While these words are being said, a image of a baby with E2’s head photoshopped onto it is displayed on the screen

When E2 was 2 years old, he was stealing at a 6 year old level. His family was so proud of him. Starting out it was little things, bubble gum, topps baseball cards. Small things that could easily fit into his diaper. As he get got older, the items did as well. But like all things his life of crime came to a crashing halt when he attempted to steal a donut from a fat woman. The woman promptly sat on top of E2 until the police arrived.

a image of a older boy with E2’s head photoshopped on it appears. The child is shown underneath a really large woman and policemen arriving on the scene

But his time in Juvi hall wasn’t for naught. Cause it was there that E2’s love of wrestling was born. That and also learning about the invention of soap on a rope. It was during this time that a local wrestling federation did a charity event for the prisioners in Juvi Hall. E2 took to it immediately. He liked a sport that allowed him to beat someone up. He also found it strangely exciting to see two half naked men holding each other. It was at that moment that E2 decided that he wanted to be a professional wrestler when he grew up.

Eventually E2 was released. He came home to find out that his father had been awarded a big welfare check from the state. Now they were able to afford nice things. Like running water, air conditioning in the summer and heat in the winter. But the biggest thing to come into E2’s life was the 2nd rate computer that his dad bought so the children wouldn’t be bothering him. Being the 6th out of 9 kids, E2 had trouble getting onto the computer. Usually he would have to settle for late night while the others slept. Then one night he discovered something that would forever change his life. E2 had discovered Porn. And thanks to the miracle of technology we are able to see what porn E2 was looking at..

An image of a sheep dressed up in womans clothing appears on the screen

E2’s awkward teenage years slowly led into his awkward college years. He tried to join every frat on campus. They would all put him thru their hazing only to at the end tell him that he wasn’t that frats material.

an image of a guy with E2’s head plastered on it appears. There is a row of college guys with paddles lining up to take shots at him

Eventually E2 got tired of the college life. Then one night he happened to stumble across a wrestling event. Recalling the time that he saw one when he was in Juvi, E2 decided to go to the local Wrestling school that next day. E2 went and gave the owner of said wrestling school all the money he had, which amounted to $320.50 to teach him the ropes. The old man taking pitty on E2, took his money and told him to come back the next day to start training. The next day E2 showed up only to discover the school boarded up and the old man no where to be found. Dejected E2 thought he would never get the chance to hold another man like he saw those two when he was very young.

But fate smiled on E2. One of the wrestlers from the area came into the porn shop that E2 was working at. After talking a bit, the wrestler offered him the name of a school that wouldn’t steal his money. So E2 the next day quit his job at the Porn Shop and headed off to Wrestling School. After many months E2 completed his training and was ready to become the professional wrestler that he always dreamed of becoming.

At first he was stuck with lame gimmicks in no name federations. The worst one had him as a slimmer version of Kamala

an image of Kamala with E2’s head on his body is shown

Eventually thought he got the call that everyone dreams of. P2P needed jobbers and E2’s name came up. E2 being grateful just to be employed by P2P quickly signed the deal. For months he tolled away jobbing to everyone who came thru those doors. Finally P2P began to take notice of his talent. They pulled him off the road to rework his gimmick. Finally creative after watching some B movie where the main character looked like E2, decided to give him the “One Man Killing machine” gimmick.

So E2 redebuted under that gimmick. He began to rack up wins. Eventually he was able to work his way up to a internet title match at Soul Survivor ’05. He was to face off against Gormy in a finishers match…

E2’s head is busted open as Gormy slides out of the ring and grabs a chair. She slides back in and smashes the chair repeatedly over E2’s legs. E2 screams in pain and grabs his legs as Gormy goes for her finisher. Again, E2’s legs are too powerful and he pushes her off. Gormy, aggravated, grabs the chair one more time and slings it over E2’s head knocking him out. She grabs his legs and applies the Muppeteer. E2 unconscious can’t tap out and the ref calls for the bell.

Gormy is declared the winner. She continues to apply the Muppeteer on E2. More P2PW Officials rush the ring. The pry the Undisputed Internet Champion off of the newcomer. The crowd roars as E2 remains unconscious. Gormy spits on her fallen victim before grabbing her title and leaving the arena. The crowd cheers as she exits to the sounds of "Whiskey in a Jar".

Yes as you can clearly see the mighty “One Man Killing Machine” not only got busted open and knocked out by a woman, but lost the match. Then on top of all that, She continues to kick his ass after the bell has rung. But unfazed E2 continues on. The very next month he got his rematch with Gormy. E2 somehow was able to pull out the victory becoming TNT Internet Champion. Thus tying his two loves together. Wrestling and Porn online.

But it wasn’t to last long. E2 eventually had to face the man named Shinn Theory. After a hard fought match, E2 came up short. But once again the P2P gods looked down on E2. Shinn Theory had to vacate the title and E2 was once again able to regain the internet title. A title that he has held onto for the past 4 months. But now E2’s mouth might have cost him the Internet title…

First of all, who the fuck is this Keith Williams character who suddenly thinks he's important enough on TNT to be calling E2 out?! Who is this NASCAR-watching, cowboy hat-wearing, boots and spurs-spinning redneck who thinks a win over Mastadon and a 'W' on free tv over a bunch of losers like Amie and Trey Spruance elevate him to superstar status? Please. Stop wasting everyone's time.

The screen goes black after that last clip. The house lights come back up to see Keith standing in the middle of the ring clearly pissed.

This coming from a man that not only got beat by a woman but also tapped out like a little bitch to her in the rematch? This coming from a man whos ex is going around back claiming that instead of being called “one man killing machine” it should be “one minute machine”

Keith clearly agitated takes off his cowboy hat and duster

E2 you wanna go around back and talk shit about me? Look son, all you have to do is look at my record in other federations to realize just how damn good I am. Can you claim to have held a world title like I can? Can you claim that you been in the ring with some of the best like I can? Do you want me to give you J-Man’s cell phone number so he can tell you what it feels like to take a ass-kicking from me?

Fact of the matter is son, when you walked into P2P, people were going around claiming that you were the future of this company. Well that was then, where are you now? I don’t see a world title around your waist. I see a man who thought he was better then he actually is and got eliminated 4th in the chamber. 4th! You didn’t even make it half way thru the match. I see a man who has been ducking challenges for his internet title. If it wasn’t for McKenna deciding to impress the new owner, you would had just taken the night off, claiming that the elimination chamber took too much out of you.

Well son, I want you to pull those boot straps up a little tighter. Put that tape around your wrists a little more tighter. Tonight there will be no excuses. When you step into this ring, it will be put up or shut the hell up time! I want you to shine up that internet title extra good before walking out to the ring. Cause tonight, that belt is coming home with me!

With that Keith picks up his cowboy hat and duster. He tosses the mic outside the ring and heads towards the back

[The Executioner]

The Zeroin opens to reveal a large boa constrictor.The Boa's tongue flicking in and out tasting the air. The Camera moves out a little more to show a largely tattooed man. The camera pulls out as he walks forward. The Room is dimly lit as he walks over to a chair and sits down. Snake sits the snake on the floor and let's it slither around on the ground.

Snake:Isn't That something? Look at him slither around, such power in his strides. The snake is such a beautiful creature. He's highly understood. Even the Bible was mean to the snake. Eve trusted a snake as I'm sure you know if you've ever read the bible. A snake is dangerous that's why i adore them. They sit perfectly still and they wait until there prey moves into there reach unaware there about to be dinner. Then it rears it head back and...

Snake stomps his foot as the camera man jumps back.

Snake:Devours that prey whole. If you haven't guessed by now my name is Snake. Tattoo enthusiast and snake handler and tonight I make my debut here in P2PW Wrestling. I'm not here to impress the fans with posing lie some people on this forsaken company.

There is a knock at the door.

Snake:Ah this must be my surprise guest.

Snake walks over to the door and opens it up.The Zeroin zooms in to reveal E2's former manager Manny!Manny is wearing a beige business suit complete with a black tie. He walks in and shakes hands with Snake as he walks over to a chair and sits down. Snake walks over and sits next to him picking up the snake again as he looks into the camera.


Manny:Surprised Elijah? Don't worry I'm not here for revenge or nothing like that. I'm doing what i do best and that's take wrestlers to the pinnacle of our business. I've looked over on your accomplishments since we were last together. Congratulations on your championship win.

Snake:Enough about E2 I'm not paying you to talk to your former client. Do i have to remind you that when i found ya sitting in the gutter a broken man singing and dancing to buy yourself a drink? Did ya like being everybody's joke? I'll send you back there so quick it'll make your head spin.

Manny goes pale and simply shakes him head no.

Snake:That's what i thought. Now let's get down to business. Tonight i face a man who calls himself Simz.

The Crowd boo at the mention of Simz.

Snake:So Peter Cinnamond! I'm afraid you time of winning match after match comes to a halt tonight. Bring your lover Claudius or who ever else you want. It won't make a difference when the ink dries your finished. I've seen some of your tapes you've lost to some pretty good people. Starcrunch beat you in a mini lumberjack match. But you've beaten some good people as well like the time "The Tiger" Aladdin & yourself defeated Deacon Dolla Bill & Stevo316. Then there was the time you beat up Shinn's Theory with the rest of the Blood Pack. I'm not gonna take you lightly. But never be stupid enough to underestimate the snake. When you underestimate a snake. Your going to end up getting bit. I think I'm gonna celebrate my victory tonight with a tattoo. I'll bring a camera down to the ring with me so i can take your picture. I'll capture you pain for all time with a tattoo so when i look at it I'll smile remembering the good time we had.

The boa slides over to Manny.

Snake:Keep him warm Manny. See? He likes you Manny.

Manny:I can't say the same about him. He gives me the creeps. I-I think he's hungry.

Snake:Oh he's hungry alright he doesn't desire any of you Manny. He wants Simz. I promised him he could have just a little taste.

Manny:He isn't gonna bite me is he? I'm not on the menu today it's not in my contract.

Snake laughs tossing head back.


Snake:Him bite? You crack me up Manny. He's a Boa constrictor he don't bite.

Manny looks relieved and strokes the boa.

Snake:He wraps around it's prey and squeezes the life out of it. Just like I'm gonna do to Simz tonight.

Manny tosses the snake to Snake and run's to the corner. He seems to be terrified to go near it.

Snake:Do you fear snakes Simz? I think you do. People have alway's been cruel to snakes. Why? Fear, The most powerful emotion a man can feel. Manny hit that switch!

Manny Hit's the switch and the room is lit up. The walls are blood red. There are tables with large tanks displaying many different snakes.

Snake:I've got so many friends here tonight. But Simz the only thing you need to worry about is which one is coming to visit? All the TNT boys need to wonder whats gonna come out of my sack. It could be a Boa Constrictor,hooded cobra,Sidewinder,bermese python,death adder or even an emperor snake. I've got some that i didn't bring tonight. but just remeber the bag isn't always full of candy. you just might find your worst nightmare inside a sack. My trainer Jake Roberts the original snake man of wrestling loaned me some very special friends. You remeber the cobra he had that bit Randy Savage?

Snake walks over to the table beside him. The zeroin zooms in as Snake touches a tank. The tank indeed holds a cobra.

Snake:That there is the same cobra. Will he be in my sack tonight? Your gonna need to wait and see. I'll see you tonight Peter.

The camera zooms in on the cobra as Snake laughs just before it goes black the cobra strikes.

[Simz]

The scene opens to a parking lot during mid-afternoon. Nothing is happening apart from a few people walking about. A large, black stretch limo then pulls up in the car park. The camera focusing in on it, shows a chauffeur the door opens and Simz comes out. He is wearing a navy suit and and dark sunglasses. He looks around the car park and takes a deep breath. The chauffeur then hands him his bag from the boot and gets back into the car. Simz then slowly makes his way into the arena. As he enters the building he slows down even more and starts to look around more, looking like he's taking everything in. He seems to be in a humble trance, but that is broken by a TNT staff member.

Staff Member
You locker room is right down the corridor to your left.

The staff member surprises him and Simz slowly reacts.

Simz
....yeah, yeah. Thanks.

She hands him a sheet that looks to be the schedule for the night, but Simz just folds it up and puts it in his jacket pocket. The staff member leaves him, but Simz stays gazing at the happenings of the arena staff. He then starts to move on to his locker room. He then finally gets there, stops, and looks at his name on the door like the way he did before. He then sighs and enters his locker room.

Claudius
Why, hello sir! Enjoy your trip?

Simz moves on past Cluadius and sets his bag down.

Claudius
Your awfully late Sir, did something keep you back?

There is a long silence in the room as once again Simz doesn't say a word, he just unpacks his bag.

Simz
I was in England.

Claudius
Business, I suppose?

Simz
Yes, extremely serious business. Something I had to deal with immediately.

Claudius
So the takeover is complete?

Simz
Yes, I completed that yesterday night. I have to thank you very much for filling in for me in the negotiations on Sunday. But no this was wrestling business. Like I said, serious business about my future!

Claudius
Your future? May I ask what has changed due to these talks?

Simz, who has his head down looking at his bag, pauses and turns his head with a smile on his face.

Simz
Oh, a lot of things are going to change. I need something to get me out of this slump. So I've been training ever since I lost to e2 again in the triple threat match last week. By then I had lost to Ninj again, e2, then Dark Angel. I couldn't take it. You can only have so many loses until something needs to change.

Claudius
Sir, I don't think you have to change anything. You did get into the triple threat at Plethora on your own Merit don't forget. And you were the only man in all of P2PW to get a free entry into the Chamber match. You did both of those things by proving that you were one of the best! Yes, now you have hit a slump. But you'll get out of it, don't worry.

Simz
I'm been telling myself that over and over Claud. When I lost to Ninj for the second time, I told myself that it was just luck. When I lost to e2, I said that I just didn't adapt to the match.When I lost to Dark Angel at Supershow 13, I didn't know what to do. Thats why I was away so long after that PPV. I was depressed. I didn't know what to do. I didn't even show up at that creations because I was so depressed.

Simz hangs his head

Claudius
Sir, Dark Angel is one of the best in the world. He is extremely experienced. Losing to him was like losing to the best, there is no shame in that!

Simz lifts his head up and shakes it, disagreeing.

Simz
Thats exactly what I told myself, and if it wasn't for that I probably would still be lying in the family room of Derrmot Manor feeling sorry for myself. But now looking back, 'getting beat by the best' isn't good enough! I shouldn't get beat my the best. Claud, I should be the best! If I'm not the best then I'm not happy, and you know that. So I got desperate, I know I said I did it for an 'investment', but really I did it because I couldn't stop doubting myself. I needed something to prove to myself that I was the best in the world. And to me there was only one way to do that. Win the Chamber! So that why I struck the deal with Horror.

I knew that when you have the chance to win the world title, you will do anything to make sure that you end up with the Gold at the end of the night. I knew that, because I had been there and failed to have a back-up plan. And I told him that and scared him shitless about not having a plan. So we made a deal!It was that I would guarantee him the belt if he could guarantee me a win in the chamber match. And as you probably have heard, his guarantees are worthless. The guy is a no good rotten liar, and I can't wait to get my hands on him! Someday, sometime, someplace I'll get my revenge and it will be as sweet as a world title victory!

Anyway, then when I lost the triple threat match last week. The match where I was the one to get pinned. I didn't make an excuse, I couldn't. I had just got beat by e2 for the second week in a row. There was nothing to say, all I could do was take action. And I did, straight after that match I packed my stuff and walked to the closest gym and trained all night. I gave the owner $10,000 to keep it open. In the morning I left for Boston and I trained there! Day and night. I didn't sleep until the Saturday night, my body was sore and mentally I was out! But due to those few days I'm stronger, faster, smarted and I now can sacrifice my body to every extent to get to the top of the mountain, because it will be nothing compared to the hell i put my self through in that Gym.......also, I now own a gym in Boston.

Simz and Claudius chuckle together.

Claudius
But Sir, you did all that and you still got eliminated 2nd!!

Simz
I know, I know. I was crazy to think that I could put my body through what I did and still win the chamber. But I thought back to in the gym were no matter how much I wanted to quit I still continued on. I thought that I could do that in the chamber. But I didn't, my whole body was in pain and I was so tired I wanted to sleep for a week. I'm still feeling the effects of it. But in the end I know it will be worth it.

Claudius
Damn, you know when you first came in here, I thought you were pissed off because you screwed up in the chamber.

Simz
Course not, I've learned to move on Claud. And set goals for the future. I'm just bitter with Horror, thats all.

Simz takes some pills out of his bag and shuffles a few out of the pack and takes them.

Claudius
So what was the business in england then?

Simz pauses, delaying his answer to the question.

Simz
I signed a new contract with ELITE. I had been suspended for a while for missing the creations show. So I went there to say sorry, and ended up with a few contract. And I also held talks with them about my future matches. And trust me, what they want from me has already made my training worth it. Just you wait and see Claud!

Claudius puts on a small smile, but he then starts to look edgy, nervous even.

Claudius
Just on you being angry, as your fine about your elimination in the chamber. Then I know what is wrong, look I'll explain about it.

Simz
What are you on about?

Claudius
I'm on about this weeks show Sir! Supposedly the new owner of P2PW is coming to TNT tonight. So McKenna has made up some super card trying to impress him. All three titles are on the line.

Simz
Then what are you on about Claud. Yeah, I have to face Red Ninja with a beaten up Body. And it isn't a good time to have a title shot. But still, I know that I pull it out of the bag against that midget and become P2PW World Heavyweight Champion! I told you Claud, I'm turning my Career back around and it starts tonight!

Simz smiles and takes off his jacket, then his tie. But Once again an uneasy look comes upon Claudius.

Claudius
I'm sorry to tell you this Sir, but Reece Smothers is facing Red Ninja tonight!

Simz sighs and grunts in disappointment.

Simz
Hey, it's understandable that I'm not in the main event. I did screw up in the chamber, I'll just have to settle with the Rage or Internet title. Whatever McKenna has chose, it still means 'The Greatest One Man Show On Earth' is leaving with gold to kick start my way to the top!

Claudius
Sir, I really think you should check the roll sheet.

Simz looks strangely at Claudius but continues to get changed. He then sees a sheet of paper in his jacket pocket. The same bit of paper that was handed to him by the staff member. Then with a smile, unfolds it.

Simz
WHAT THE HELL!!!!

Simz punches the wall in anger.

Simz
There has got to be some sort of mistake. This can't be right! On the night McKenna showcases the best of TNT to impress this new owner. I face against some rookie!!!

Claudius nods, as Simz' mouth lies open in disbelief.

Simz
This has got to be some sort of joke. I know that I have pissed McKenna off in my time. But this is beyond funny, this is a punishment more than anything. ARGG! I'm so fucking angry!

Simz puts his head in his hand, toying about pulling his hair out.

Claudius
Sir, please calm down. This could be good for you, everybody knows you are good enough for any title on TNT. But just look at you, your body is burnt out. You just took about a dozen pain killers for goodness sake. In my opinion your in no state to even wrestle, yet win a title. If you lost tonight against e2, Aladdin or Red Ninja you would go into depression again. Making all you training pointless. You have got a think of this match like an opportunity...

Simz
OPPORTUNITY!!!! Are you fu...

Simz stops during his sentence and looks up. Thinks for a minute and his then looks happy.

Simz
An opportunity......your right Claud. I didn't think of it like that! Your so wise, it's unbelievable. But your right, I shouldn't be mad. I should be getting ready for the match. This is the perfect match to prove that I'm back and ready for the main event once again. Claud, tonight is one of the biggest nights of my career, and my match with Snake is one of the most important. Because, I'm going to go out there, dominate and set my claim to this new owner that I deserve to be P2PW's Star. This Snake better get ready for the beating of his life, it won't be personal, but it will be beating he will never forget because he's the example that I'm going to make to show that I should be feared!

Claudius
Thats it Sir, now your confidence is back the sky's the limit! Now all you need to do is go out there tonight and make your words into spectacles.

Simz, now fully changed stands up and shakes Claudius' hand.

Simz
Your a great friend Claud and a great man. I don't know where I would be without you. Thanks man!

Simz and Claudius then hug. Simz heads for the door.

Simz
If you don't mind Claud, I would like to do this match alone.

Claudius
Don't worry, I'll be watching from the back. Knock him dead Sir.

Simz
It's Peter, and don't worry I will!

Simz then exits the room and heads down the corridor for his match. Simz then bumps into Aladdin going the opposite way.

Simz
Sorry man, my fault. And by the way, you got screwed in the chamber Sunday. That match was yours if it wasn't for Stare. Good luck tonight.

Simz moves on down the corridor, but the camera stays on Aladdin. Aladdin looks shocked. e2 walks up beside him.

Aladdin
What the fuck, was it just me or was that Simz.

e2
Yeah, why?

Aladdin
I'm never seen the guy so humble in my life, he just wished me good luck. It's like he has been hit in the head with a bowling ball or something. I've never seen him like it.

e2
Bowling Ball? Are you crazy! I beat his ass two weeks in a row. I must of fucked up the kid! Beat that!

Aladdin looks at e2 funny as the scene ends.

[stocko]

***SINGLES MATCH***

Snake


***P2PW INTERNET TITLE MATCH***

E2



**THE NEW P2PW OWNER REVEALED TONIGHT!**


***P2PW RAGE TITLE MATCH***
-RAGE RULES-
"The Tiger" Aladdin was the runner-up in the Elimination Chamber, he's been one of the most dominate Rage Champions in P2PW history. Dan "Dragon" Taylor impressed a lot of heads as he went deep into the Elimination Chamber. Thanks to the New Owner showing up tonight he has earned himself a title shot.
"The Tiger" Aladdin
vs.
Dan "Dragon" Taylor


***MAIN EVENT***
***P2PW HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE MATCH***

Reece Somers


dunno if i am still aloud to vote

[_the j-man]

^Of course. You're TNT Alumni

[Simz]

^ No whoring in the preview thread!

[ddt]

Both of you stop it. Shit, I'm doing it... Wait...


Simz
Keith Williams
Red Ninja


Ah, technicalities.

[brockandsable]

P2PW Internet Championship Promo:
E2 v. Keith Williams: Ladder Match
(or a straight up ass-whooping)

24 hours earlier…..

The shot opens inside a busted, broken down, dimly lit bar on the Westside of Sacramento, where we find E2 seated, hunched over with his hands folded in front of him, as if he were praying. A shiny bottle of Hennessy that is about 1/3 full, a double shot glass, and a small bowl of pretzels sit atop the dirty, crusty bar in front of him. Oddly enough, so is the P2PW Internet Title. The dim lighting and the sounds of John Coltrane playing the blues on the jukebox give the atmosphere a depressing feel.

A large, brown-furred rat scampers across the bar and it goes un-noticed as the sole patron is lost in deep, depressing thought. Seeing that his one customer is hammered, the Bartender, a short, stocky, balding Italian man with a long nose and a noticeable limp, drapes a soiled towel over his shoulder, wipes his oily hands on his apron and approaches his customer.

”Hey Elijah, you all right? You wanna call it a night, or what? I got some ‘a macaroni in the back; it will soak up all the sauce and a’ make you a’ sober.”

”Naw, man. I ain’t hungry.”

”I can call you a cab, cause you can’t a’ drive like this. Every night since Sole Survivor you’ve been in here just ‘a drinkin’ and a’ drinkin’ and a’ drinkin’ away; more and more each night. You’z a’ gonna kill yourself, man. You’z a’ gonna die!”

”Maybe it would be better if I did die, playa. Maybe the P2PW would be a much better place without the One Man Killing Machine. Dropping dead right now doesn’t sound like such a bad idea. Seems as if death will greet me before the respect of the locker room does."

"What's a' that, suppose to mean, eh? Wass a' dat suppose to mean?"

"It means the momentum has shifted. Let's face it, man: The general consensus in the locker room is that E2 will never live up to his full potential. The general feeling among the boys in the back is that I’m all talk and no action. I believe one sports entertainer summed it up best when he said ‘This guy has not only made a career of running his mouth, but also not living up to his hype and potential’”

”Take it easy on yourself, man. I ordered that pay-per-view last Sunday and it was just one loss. There were nine other guys in that Chamber and you did your best Elij---“

”---Muthafucka, this ain’t about the Chamber. This ain’t about _the j-man humiliating me and pinning my shoulders to the mat, 1….2…..3. Naw, nigga! This is about Keith Williams, E2, the P2PW Internet Title hanging high above the ring, and a ladder than can be used as a deadly weapon. Someone's gonna get their ass whooped tomorrow night."

"This is about the obvious lack of respect for my presence and the belief that I will not bounce Keith Williams around that squared circle like a pinball. Keith Williams has gotten more respect in the P2PW during his short tenure here than I have gotten in over a year. He’s got a title history in other feds, and a long, long resume of accomplishments. Long. Longer than my----

The bartender looks a bit confused.

-----“Well, it’s long. I’ve had to bust my ass and fight through injury and this man just thinks he’s going to walk into the Arco Arena, climb up that ladder and grab my belt, and then walk out as Internet Champion!”

E2 pours more Hennessy into his double shot glass and downs it like a glass of water, his eyes bulging like Bernie Mac and becoming increasingly bloodshot.

”You should hear the whispers in the back, man. They’re saying that I have yet to prove myself. Basically saying that Shinn’s Theory, Gormy and Mastadon weren’t formidable opponents. They’re saying that two runs as Internet Champion don’t mean jack shit. I was involved in some of the most vicious fights with some of the most vicious athletes, yet, in the eyes of some, it ain’t good enough.”

”Why beat yourself up for it? It doesn’t matter what the fuck other people think of you; you’re resume speaks for itself. So, how’z about I go and ‘a heat up that macaroni?”

”They’re even walking around making fun of my title. They are referring to my precious as, ……..the Wom---the Wom---the Women’s Championship."

”That macaroni is mama’s best!!”

”And now Keith Williams and his victory last Sunday on Free TV, has a shot at my Precious; my Internet title. I suffered for months in a fucking hospital, unable to compete, wishing nothing more than to have my hands on MY Internet Championship.”

E2 picks up the bottle and, in an amazing display of self-defeating behavior, downs the rest of the hard liquor.

”I returned and had the fight of my life with Shinn’s, just so I could get my hands on this goddamn INTERNET TITLE!!! Nevermind the brutality I had to endure; nevermind the pain and suffering and the busted ribs; nevermind all that;--the general consensus is that it was just handed to me on a silver platter. They say I haven’t had to ‘work’ for anything! THAT’S BULLSHIT, MAN!”

”Maybe you should----“

”DON’T CUT ME OFF AGAIN, GUITO!!!! I don't want no fucking macaroni!!”

E2 abruptly picks up the empty Hennessy bottle and smashes it to the ground. The bartender hastily retreats to kitchen and slams and locks the door behind him. E2 simply continues to talk to himself.

”It fucking baffles the shit outta me; how does this redneck, King-of-the-Hill cowboy motherfucka just walk into the P2PW and just get a title shot at my Precious?!! It’s as if they see this Precious Internet Title on the lowest level of the title belt totem pole.

E2 stands up and looks down at the belt that is draped across the bar. Small splashes of liquor have decorated the nameplate.

You hear that Precious? They don’t respect you. They think you are the shit belt of TNT but I know otherwise. Yes I do. Hee-hee, yes I do. I know better than that; I know you are my Precious. You are my Internet Title, aren’t ya?”

The Internet Title stares back at its drunken owner.

”You’re my little Precious, aren’t ya? Aren’t ya?

E2 begins to tickle the title belt, as a mother would playfully tickle her newborn baby’s feet.

”You my little precious? Hmmm? You my little precious? Say it. Say it now. Tell me that you’re my little precious"

The tickling continues. The One Man Killing Machine has lost his goddamn mind.

"Say it. SAY IT NOW!!!"

The tickling stops.

”I don’t hear you saying it, baby.”

The shiny belt lays motionless on the dirty bar.

”What? Are you not talking to me now? Are we not on speaking terms? I don’t get it, was it something I said? Was it something I did? WHY AREN’T YOU TALKING TO ME!!?? Whatever it is, baby, I can make it better!!”

The bartender hears the mumbling from the kitchen and cracks the door open to take a peak. Sticking his large nose through the opening, all the bartender sees is a large, drunken Black man going crazy, shouting at an Internet title belt. He backs up and locks the kitchen door again.

”Wait a minute. Is it him? Are you seeing somebody else, Precious? Are you falling for Keith Williams? Baby, are telling me that Keith Williams has come between us? Are you telling me that Keith Williams has captured your heart and is slowly taking your love away from me?”

E2 remains perplexed as to why the title belt is not responding to him. The liquor is doing its job.

”Are you cheating on me? Are you having relations with the new guy—Keith Williams?! Have you betrayed my trust? I worked my ass off to get to you and this is how you repay me? By running around behind my back with the likes of Keith Williams?!!"

Suddenly, E2 picks up his chair and throws it across the room, shattering the jukebox and bringing the music to an abrupt halt.

"What? Did he impress you with his debut victory over Mastadon on TNT? Was it his win on Free TV that won your heart? WHAT??!!"

Screaming and going on in psychotic rant, E2 grabs another chair and smashes it across the bar, sending the pieces flying in every direction.

”You crazy bitch!!! I gave my life to you—I gave my all! I shed my blood, sweat and tears for you and this is the thanks that I get? This IS HOW YOU REPAY ME?”

E2 grabs everything in sight just so he can smash it: Chairs, tables, a few pools sticks and some old paintings on the wall. Finally, it one twisted sequence, E2 grabs the Internet Title and holds it up to his face, smiling sadistically.

Well, I won’t let him have you! I won’t let him take you away from me!! I refuse to believe that another man can have his way with you! And BABY, I WON’T LET THAT HAPPEN!!! I’m sorry, boo, and I promise to God that I can make it better this time! I can make it work!!”

Amazingly, the rat that was munching on the pretzels is still there and E2 turns his attention to it.

”Do you think I’m crazy?

”Squeak, squeak, squeak.”

The rodent simply turns and scurries away, leaving E2 all alone inside the abused barroom. Alone with his deranged thoughts, his anticipation to meet Mr. Williams, and alone in silence, with his precious; his Internet Title.....

[ddt]

The scene opens to a shot at the bold moon. The bright light shines on, smiling at the dark night. The camera moves down to a large city. Tall buildings of different material stretch straight into the sky, illuminated by multiple dazzling lights. A layer of stars blankets the earth, watching over it like glowing eyes. A waterfall of rain plummets down to the ground continuously. Each drop splashing against the black floor and bouncing off street furniture. The drizzling downpour acts as a shower, attacking the buildings it strikes. The sound of thunder bangs with huge claps. The deafening sound is accompanied by the awesome sight of lightning, tearing through the sky. Huge, black clouds are attempting to surround the atmosphere, hiding the moon behind it. Slowly, a black Cadillac El Dorado drives along the road. The windows are tinted and painted on the side is a sprayed image of fire. The car pulls up at the side of the road. The back door gradually opens and two shoes step out. The boots are black and heavily polished. They are escorted by a pair of black, pinstripe pants, covering a twosome of legs. A full figure then emerges, wearing a full black, pinstripe suit. His shirt is a bright red colour to match the red highlights in his black hair. The figure is known as Dan Taylor. As the falling rain continues to plunge, Dan looks up. The wet form of precipitation trickles down his pale face, bringing a smile that stretches from cheek to cheek. He places his hand on top of the car door and steps forward. He then slams it shut and paces himself over to the front half of the vehicle. He leans over slightly as the driver’s seat window rolls itself down. Upon peering inside the car, a second form is visible. Only the head of the being can be seen. Slightly tanned with dark, blonde hair, the individual can be recognised as Dan’s best friend and tag partner, “The” Ross Walker. Ross glances out of Cadillac. He throws his eyes up at the man that stands over him.[/color][/b]

.+|:. “The” Ross Walker .+|:.

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Right, well I’m going to park the car.[/center]

.:|x|:. Dan “Dragon” Taylor .:|x|:.

Meet me here straight after the show.[/center][/color]

.+|:. “The” Ross Walker .+|:.

[/color]
Will do. Hadn’t you best get in? Never mind, I’ll see you later.[/center]

Dan takes a few steps back. The automobile engine can be heard roaring. The motor then begins to travel, driving out of shot as Dan watches it go. The clasp of lightning strikes down once more on the earth, adjunct with the deafening reverberation of thunder, both piercing through the hours of darkness. Dan turns himself around and begins to walk towards a large building. The huge structure is a light grey colour. At the top, in plain, white letters reads “Arco Arena”. [/color][/b]


So this is the place then? The Arco Arena here in Sacramento, California; The home tonight of P2PW. Last time I was in California I completely destroyed someone known as a legend. It’s different this time. This time it’s in a completely different company. And this time there is a title on the line. However, there is some similarity to last time. I am still facing an animal. This time, a tiger. The outcome will still be the same, though.[/color]


Dan continues to walk towards the huge construction. He stops at the glass doors that stand neighboring together. He reaches out and places his hand and the transparent surface, pushing it gently to open. He then steps through and enters the arena. The scene switches to inside of the building. The walls extend far and wide. Shiny, grey floor tiles are placed neatly in rows. The place is flooded by the thousands of P2PW fans, eagerly awaiting the moment in time the gate to the arena is opened. As Dan steps into the building, the wrestling enthusiasts turn to face him. A sigh of disappointment is slapped upon his face. The herd of people swarm around him, holding out pens and paper, some wanting autographs and others just to show their hatred. [/color][/b]


Well that’s just great. For God’s sake, this is the last thing that I need. I have a big match tonight… I’m wet… and I need to get ready. Why can’t these morons just let me go through? All they ever want is for me to scribble my name down on a piece of paper, and for what? So they can run home and show their friends and say “I have someone’s name on paper” and expect it to mean anything. [/color]


Dan begins to shuffle through the mass amount of people, ignoring each individual as they grab him. His face remains emotionless as he toddles past the gathering of fans. He finally manages to reach the opposite side of the room, where a large, metal door, which reads “performers only” in bold white text, stands. He opens the door and steps through the passageway, shutting it behind him. The scene switches to the hallway. The long corridor is narrow, with dirty walls. White paint hangs loosely upon the cracked wall. The cement floor is covered in polished, white tiles. Many P2PW stars are scattered around talking. In a clearing, there is the TNT logo hung against the wall. Stood in front of it, wearing a white tank top, revealing her slim body, just above her belly button, attired in a short, denim skirt, is P2PW interviewer, Summer Annesley. Facing her is a camera, with a member of ring crew behind it, adjusting it. Dan notices her. He tries to go unnoticed, placing his hand over his face as he walks past, but to no avail. [/color][/b]

.^|:. Summer Annesley .^|:.

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Dan, Dan! Can I get in a quick interview? [/center]

Dan stops and lets out a huge sigh. He turns his head up, looking at the woman beside him. He shakes his head softly for a moment and then smiles at her, trying to hide his impatience. [/color][/b]

.:|x|:. Dan “Dragon” Taylor .:|x|:.

Sure you can. [/center][/color]

She smiles, happily and grabs him by his shoulder. She then positions him in front of the TNT logo and begins to adjust her hair. The cameraman hands Summer her microphone. She gives a quick flick of her head, signaling to the crew member. He begins to count “5, 4, 3, 2, 1”. He points towards them and looks through the lens. Summer holds the microphone up to her rouge coloured lips. [/color][/b]

.^|:. Summer Annesley .^|:.

[/color]
Hello, everyone. I’m Summer Annesley here with a very wet Dan “Dragon” Taylor. Is it raining outside? [/center]

.:|x|:. Dan “Dragon” Taylor .:|x|:.

Thank God you’re pretty. Of course it’s raining. It’s not like I decided to take a swim fully clothed before I got here. So yes, I am wet. A lot of people see rain as a bad thing, Summer. They hate the fact that it trickles down on them and drenches their clothes and their hair. But as a matter of fact, I happen to love the rain. The concept of rain was first though upon thousands of years ago. A man named Noah was warned by God that the rain was coming. He built an arc to save not only himself, but two of every animal. One of those animals was one that many only dream about and hear in myths. Noah brought a dragon onto his arc. And you know what happened to the rest of the people? They were rained upon and rained upon for the same reason it rains today. The rain is there to wash away people’s sins. Everyone of these people here tonight are sinners. You, yourself have sinned, Summer. Everyone drinks and everyone smokes, just so they can tell others and be deemed cool. I have news for them. Drinking isn’t cool. Smoking isn’t cool. The rain is cool because it washes your sins away and forgives you. The rain may forgive you, but I know for a fact that I don’t. I was put on the arc and spared because I was sin free. Even I get rained on. I can feel it draining as much sin as it can away, but it can’t get it all. That’s why I’m here. I’m here to beat the drugs and the alcohol out of people and teach them a lesson. And that’s exactly what I’m going to do. [/center][/color]

.^|:. Summer Annesley .^|:.

[/color]
I never knew you had such strong views about rain. [/center]

.:|x|:. Dan “Dragon” Taylor .:|x|:.

Summer, you don’t know anything about me. I have strong views about everything and everyone. It’s how I express them that counts. [/center][/color]

Dan turns to face Summer. She looks a little intimidated by his dark eyes, staring straight at her. She coughs slightly and tries to change the subject, quickly. [/color][/b]

.^|:. Summer Annesley .^|:.

[/color]
You have just come off a huge pay per view match. You entered the Sole Survivor Chamber and put up one hell of a fight… [/center]

.:|x|:. Dan “Dragon” Taylor .:|x|:.

…Yes… I did. I walked in there as the newcomer. The guy that no body cared about. They all thought I was just another jobber that got a fluke over someone to qualify and that I wouldn’t matter. They saw me as an easy victim. I think I showed everyone that I am definitely a force that should not be reckoned with. I shocked the world and turned a few heads and it is because of my efforts that I was rewarded tonight. [/center][/color]

.^|:. Summer Annesley .^|:.

[/color]
Many people have referred to you as the future of this business. How do you feel about that? [/center]

.:|x|:. Dan “Dragon” Taylor .:|x|:.

I have to agree. I started from the gutter and worked my way up. I wasn’t just handed a spot in the Sole Survivor Chamber. I had to earn it. It was only a matter of time before I was given the opportunity to fight for a title here. The powers that be here in P2PW and in TNT especially have noticed that I am the greatest new force here and decided that it was time I challenged one of this company’s top contenders, Aladdin. I will face him for his title tonight. The Rage title. [/center][/color]

.^|:. Summer Annesley .^|:.

[/color]
It has been announced that the new owner of P2PW will be announced tonight on TNT. How does this news affect you? [/center]

.:|x|:. Dan “Dragon” Taylor .:|x|:.

It shouldn’t have any affect on me. Anyone who owns the business will be wrapped around my little finger immediately. They know that I am the single greatest thing out of each roster, TNT or Blitz. With that, the owner will no doubt do what’s best for the business. What’s best for the business is to keep their finest athlete happy. What makes me happy? The chance to make a fool out of the top stars here, and walk out of the building knowing that I have beaten some sense into someone and beaten their sins out of them. Now if you’ll excuse me, Summer, I’m set to be out in about ten minutes. [/center][/color]

Dan walks off the set, leaving Summer on screen by herself. She just shrugs and the cameraman fades out. Dan begins to stroll down the hallway, sauntering past many wooden doors. He continues until he reaches a black curtain. The scene cuts the inside the arena. By now the people have flooded in, all sat, waiting for the show to begin. Suddenly, the lights go out. Then, a dark, red light surrounds the arena. “All My Life” by Foo Fighters blares over the PA system. After the first verse, the music tone speeds up and Dan Taylor enters the arena. [/color][/b]


Wow. Even though I hate all of these spectators out here to watch me, the feeling I get when I step through the curtain is amazing. All these sinful eyes glaring at me. Maybe they can learn a thing or two. Look at them. Each one with a plastic glass filled with beer or some other organ-infecting substance. I seem to have a hate-hate relationship with them. They hate me, but I hate them even more. Still, they can’t hate me that much. If they did, then why would they spend all their money to come and watch me? [/color]


Dan stares out at all the people. He then adjusts his tie and begins to walk down the metal ramp. He comes to a halt halfway. He then drops down on his knees. He puts his arms straight out at either side and looks up at the ceiling. Fireworks erupt at the titontron area in an attempt to drown out the echoing boos the crowd make. After a while they finish, letting out a series of smoke that rolls down past Dan. He smiles, evilly. His white teeth shine out brightly. He then gets on one knee, and then fully to his feet. He straightens out his blazer and continues to walk towards the ring. He strolls up the black, metal ring steps and ascends the turnbuckle from the outside. He then raises his arms up into the air, only to be rejected by the audience. Their deafening heckling continues. [/color][/b]

.*|:. Ring Announcer .*|:.

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Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome …from Manchester, England …weighing in at 245 pounds …He is the DDT, K, I, D …Dan “Dragon” Taylor! [/center]

Dan lowers his arms. Using the ropes, he hops down into the ring. The music slowly fades and the lights restore to normal. Dan extends his right hand to the ring announcer, who in turn hands Dan the microphone. He walks to the middle of the squared circle and raises the microphone up to his mouth at snail’s pace. [/color][/b]

.:|x|:. Dan “Dragon” Taylor .:|x|:.

Tonight is a very special night for Sacramento, California. Tonight, the Arco Arena gets to witness the most dominant species in the world. I am Dan “Dragon” Taylor… the messiah to Person To Person Wrestling. I am here to help you all and guide you. First of all, I want to thank all of you for coming out here to see me tonight. I know that it’s hard to scrape together enough money on top of your drugs and beer when you’re working on minimum wage in a hell hole like California, but you made the effort and I applaud that. [/center][/color]

The audience let out a huge display of jeers, with the derision growing, spreading from one person to another like a disease. A “DDT sucks” chant is sung throughout the packed stadium of people. Dan stands, nodding his head. He then presses the microphone up against his lips again and begins to speak another time. [/color][/b]

.:|x|:. Dan “Dragon” Taylor .:|x|:.

As you may know, tonight I will step into the ring with an animal. The tiger will defend his title against me. Now, granted, Aladdin may be fierce… but nothing is fiercer than a dragon and this dragon can breathe fire… and he is set out to burn anyone who gets in his way. Aladdin may be great, but the fact of the matter is… I am simply better. Whatever he applies will be countered. His highflying will be matched with my mat skills. How can you fly when you’re kept on the ground? Aladdin may have the Rage title, but I have a pernicious rage locked up inside of me that I need to release. What better way to release my anger than to face a beast. So, set the tiger out of his cage and the dragon will come out from the dungeon he resides… and let the two of them fight it out in what will be one of the greatest technical battles of our time. The outcome will of course be the same no matter what happens. I will receive a call from the LTTE in Sri Lanka complaining to me that I destroyed one of their tigers. At the end of the day, when it’s all said and done and the dust has settled, Aladdin will be down on the mat and I will be stood over him holding my new belt up high, courtesy of the one …the only …Mr. Wrestling![/center][/color]

The scornful chants continue to strike down at the man stood in the ring, bounces off each wall. Dan drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring under the bottom rope. He then begins to walk backwards up the ramp, looking around at all the people that stare at him. He reaches the top of the stage and stops. He lifts the microphone up to his pale face once more and speaks for the last time before the event officially starts. [/color][/b]

.:|x|:. Dan “Dragon” Taylor .:|x|:.

Aladdin, I am here to help you. I have been looking at you and your sins for some time. All your swearing and cursing is not needed. If I have to destroy you to get you to stop, then that’s exactly what I’m going to do. I am Dan “Dragon” Taylor …and I’m watching you! [/center][/color]

Dan drops the microphone down onto the stage. He laughs maniacally before making his way back behind the curtain, heading backstage. The scene fades to black. [/color][/b]

[_the j-man]

Thanks to everyone who promo'd for the event. LOCKED