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Post by Scream on Jul 24, 2004 18:44:15 GMT 1
(Promo)
(Evolution Theme plays) Fireworks rise from ramp and fall from ceiling. Out comes Soundscream with menacing grim on face.
Soundscream walks down ramp and grabs mic.
Soundscream: Now, now....it seems as if there is a lot of bitching and moaning about the new stud in P2P. And you know what, I don't blame you. I mean Mastadon knows first hand or should I say head of what the P2P killer is capable of. For those who don't know my name you will real soon and for those unfortunate enough to run into me you already know that I mean business.
While I'm only a lowly lumberjack in the upcoming Overdose be assured that I'll make my mark and by the end of the night I'll make someone scream.
*Soundscream throws mic with a menacing look and then stands in middle of ring with a cocky smile as his music hits.
(End Promo)
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Post by Cactus on Jul 24, 2004 18:48:25 GMT 1
Voice over
The funeral was yesterday, together the entire roster stood side by side whilst I was banned from being there.
2000 fans lined the walk up to Kaos monument.
Today not a single person is left, they are all back at the arena some talking some not talking, but all of them are back doing nothing in honour of Kaos memory.
Were the fans even here for Kaos or were they just here to get a glimpse of thier favorite wrestler.
The camera now zooms in on Kaos headstone however there is a pair of legs blocking the full veiw of it.
The camera follows up these legs and the crowd in the arena begin baying for blood as we see that Cactus is standing on the freshly dug earth were only yesterday Kaos was laid to rest.
Cactus"Yesterday I had to suffer whilst one of my "friends" was buried I had to suffer the indignation of spending 24 hours under house arrest incase I tried to come to the Funeral.
Do you people know how hard that was for me ?
I mean I could not go out, so if I wanted to go work out I could'nt, If I wanted to go and strech my legs I could'nt.
Everytime I moved I had the eyes of 2 law police officers one me treating me like a common thug.
All yesterday the wolf inside was howling, I wanted to go, not only to pay my respects but to confront the man who is responsible for putting Kaos in the ground.
I am here to put the record straight and tell you all that if not for this person Kaos would still be here and I would be at overdose tonight.
Now I know that there is not a lot I can say as my trial is nearly upon us, but all I will say is this.
Reaper, I blame you, if not for you and your sick, twisted mind games none of this would have happened. Kaos would still be with us, and tonight I would probably be at that very arena tonight kickin your ass all over the ring. But I am not instead I am treated like an outsider whilst you get a world title shot.
Well I wish you well, because once I am activly back on the roster Reaper I am going to come find you and I will show you what a true harbringer of doom can do. When this trial is over and I am back, and make no mistake about it I will be back, I am going to seek you out and prove to you Actions speak louder than words.
But as for tonight, well I seem to have in my possesion a front row ticket, where for I hear you ask. Well I will be seeing you sooner than you think Mr "big bad Reaper" as I will be front and centre when you take on shane tonight."
With that a hand covers the screen and it seems that Cactus has pushed the camera over and is seen walking out of the cemetery.
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Post by -JeNiFeR- on Jul 24, 2004 20:42:21 GMT 1
"The Sweetness" by Jimmy Eat World hits the PA system. The crowd goes wild as StarCrunch emerges from backstage. She is not wearing the cheerleaders outfit, she doesn't even have a slurpee in her hand, She is in all pink with a serious look on her face. Pink pyros go off next to her as she walks towards the ring. Up and over the top rope, she stands there with the Women's Championship belt around her waist. StarCrunch poses with her belt as the crowd snaps pictures. She then grabs a mic and begins to speak.
"Thank you all for being so supportive. I am the Women's Champion because I deserve to be, and the people love me! I am the peoples champ! I am defending my title tonight against both Wench and Gormy tonight. Two members of that "Evil Unlimited" I wonder if they think they scare me? Well, they don't, Ive taken them both out before and I will do it again tonight. The only reason this match was put together is because Everyone knows I will be victorious!"
The crowd cheers as StarCrunch continues.
"Wench, you are old! I don't want to severely hurt you in this ring. I have taken you out numerous times already. How many more times are you gonna try to take what is mine? And now that you have Gormy all hypnotized you think that it is going to help you win my title? Gormy is your little pawn now but that's okay I will take you both out tonight and I will keep my title right here around my waist where it belongs. Come on Wench, do you really think that Gormy is gonna help you win the title? I didn't think you were that stupid but hey I could be wrong about that one thing. I know I am not wrong when I say I will continue being the Women's Champion! So even if you two are planning to gang up on me thats fine, I'm ready for it."
The crowd goes wild as StarCrunch declares her victory.
"Soul Reaper, you're the "leader" of this little "evil" group, and you say that you will be gaining some souls tonight. You think one of thoes will be mine? Trust me even if you had the ability to take my soul you wouldn't want mine. My soul is made of pure sugah and it would make you sick to your stomach. Speaking of sugah, someone bring me a slurpee!"
A memeber of security runs a pink StarCrunchPunch out to the ring and hands it to StarCrunch. She takes a big slurp of it.
"That's more like it. I needed my slurpee! That is all I have to say about this match. We all know who will win!"
StarCrunch winks to the crowd as they go wild for her. StarCrunch begins to leave the ring and make her way backstage. StarCrunch is seen in her locker room and she is talking to herself.
"If only I could make him not so evil. Come on StarCrunch you know he is to evil for you! You know he would never like you cause your not evil enuff. I know, I know. If only I could make a Slurpee, I would call it StarCrunchPositivePunch! Then get him to drink it and all his evilness would go away!"
StarCrunch snaps and looks at herself in the mirror.
"Now come on StarCrunch you know that would not work! Maybe the only way you would get him to like you would be if you became evil?!" StarCrunch starts to smile a lil. But then she quickly snaps again and stares hard into the mirror.
"No you can't do that! You will always be sweet and nice, it is what you are good at. You must keep your secret crush on Reaper a secret! Who knows what would happen if you started thinking about becoming evil just to get him to like you."
She sips on her slurpee as the camera fades out.
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Post by diddlysquat on Jul 25, 2004 1:36:30 GMT 1
[glow=green,2,300]Promo[/glow]
We interrupt this thread to bring you a very special edition of the Diddly Scoop.
Now, would everyone please rise to their feet and welcome your host, the amazing, incredible, World's Smartest Man.... (drum roll)
.... DIDDLY SQUAT!
Diddly walks onto the set (styled like the set of Masterpiece Theater, but with a poster of the Diddly Dictionary in the background), wearing a three-piece suit. He waves to the applauding crowd as he sits down.
DS: Welcome to a very special edition of the Diddly Scoop. The P2PW has cancelled any new editions of my show until after Overdose, so I bring to you, Diddly's Greatest Hits!
Man in crowd: What greatest hits? You're One and Eight!
DS: One and Seven, ONE AND SEVEN! Now, as you all saw, the crap that is called Trent's Acid Trip. Now before I begin, I ask, who the hell is Trent Acid? What has he done in P2PW? Wait, was he that bomb guy from Extinction? I forget. Who cares. The fact of the matter is that my show is superior to his, and it will be given a slot on TNT. And what is with his show anyway?
(Impersonation) Sup all you fellers, I'm Trent, and I'm gon interview a (bleep)in' cross dresser! (bleep) you, you slick mother(bleep)in' (bleep)er! I'll (bleep) you so hard you wish you ain't (bleep)!
DS: Now, seriously, what is that? He says the F word. Big deal! As you can see, the Diddly Scoop has far superior guests on my show. Pamela Anderson, Judi Dench, Ewan McGregor, Pierce Brosnan, just to name a few. Let's show the clips!
The screen fills with the words "Clip Unavailable".
DS: WHAT? Where are the clips?
At this point, a man in the crowd stand up and throws a banana at Diddly. This man is also has an arm cast, leg cast, is on crutches, and has a bruised eye.
Man: BANANA SMANANA! Don't you SMANANA remember? I BANANA deleted all of SMANANA your clips when I BANANA SMANANA hacked into the BANANA P2PW Video SMANANA Archives!
DS: Damn, well, I see you're still recovering from the beatdown we gave you at that one Pay Per View.
BS: BANANA! What does a moron say?
DS: (Mumbling that nobody can here)
BS: What? SMANANA!
DS: Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you your moron!
The Audience begins laughing at the banana man as he runs off, leaving a trail of bananas behind him. Diddly turns to a stagehand.
DS: What clips DO we have?
Stagehand: Only the clip of you owning little kids and that old man at the dojo, and last show's clip of you getting owned by Rocky, Shane Montez, and that new announcer who was fired after the interview.
DS: Bah, none of those clips are any good to replay. I guess that's all for this week folks. Remember, when it comes to Overdose, be sure to vote for Diddly so you can get an Overdose of the Diddly Scoop each week on TNT! HA! I kill me. And buy the Dictionary!
The screen fades to black as the audience applaudes, while Diddly waves at the camera.
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Post by Trent Matsunoshin on Jul 25, 2004 5:25:17 GMT 1
I give you props. Even though your my opponent and all. That was FUCKING great.
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Post by Hellspawn on Jul 25, 2004 9:52:17 GMT 1
Promo
The screen lights up with a shot of a open field with a man standing under the moonlight. Thunder is heard through the arena as Lighting flashes on the screen. The man stares into the sky as a voice echos through the arena.
The time has come for pure evil to grace the doorstep of p2pw. No longer will anybody be safe for the demon has arrived and is looking for lives to destroy and souls to steal. Many have tried to stop him only to fall to the power in which he draws on for strength. The time has come for his rage to be unleashed and P2PW has the misfortune of being in his path. So try to run try to hide it will do you no good for Hell's Gates have opened and the Hellspawn has stepped out of Hell and right into P2PW
A explosion hits and the words Hellspawn is coming flash across the screen in blood.
End Promo
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Post by McKenna on Jul 25, 2004 9:56:07 GMT 1
(just an aside
are we the only eFed in the world that has half of hell on its roster?
everyone wants to evil, in fact the most evil person of all time
guess i aint making enough money here as a face lol)
not a flame, just a hungover observation at 10.22am BST
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Post by evenflow on Jul 25, 2004 14:37:35 GMT 1
The Camera is showing somewere backstage, candles are lit, and there is a pictures of shinns next to what looks like a version on the cross, then out of the darkness comes a figure, wearin a hood
Shinns Theory, i came to you for help, i came to you for a second chance, i came to you with hope, and what do you do, you spit it back into my face, then beat it into my brain that i was no longer wanted in the P2P, well let me tell you something Shinns, that is not for you or any other staff members to decide, you see i have found someone, someone who has shown me the way, has given me new eyes to see the world, and a mission, a mission i must not fail, for you see Shinns Theory, you have not only spat in my face,but the face of my new mentor,
The crowd, sit in silence, wondering what this hooded man is talking about
Yes Shinns i bet you sitting in your big office, wondering who is this crazy sob, talking about me, Shinns Theory, all in good time will you know who i am, but this night i will tell you my Mission, to destroy you and give control of p2p to the rightfull leader
The crowd start to boo, but some cheer, knowing who the hooded man is
SHINNS THEORY AND ALL OF P2P, BOW DOWN TO ME, I AM AN ICON
The Camera fades away with the sound of laughter
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Post by Wench on Jul 25, 2004 16:01:06 GMT 1
The Wench is shown in the candle lit Evil Unlimited locker room are watching StarCruch's promo on a monitor. She rolls her eyes at the monitor before turning to address the camera.
Wench: All I heard was the same old blah, blah, blah. Old, huh? HA! You honestly think you have a chance tonight? You have no idea what you are dealing with when you step into that ring tonight. Just look at Gormy.
The camera pans over to Gormy who is huddled in a corner surrounded by candles to illuminate her as the Wench continues to speak.
Wench: She still has a little more training to go through before she's ready to be turned loose on her own. We've not hypnotized her as you claim. We're just giving her a different perspective on how to see things.
The camera pans back to the Wench who's face only is illuminated by a single fat candle.
I was once where you are Star. The fans loved me, no adored me. But where did that get me? Nowhere. The fans are there when you're all goody goody, but when you change for whatever the reason may be, they turn on you. As soon as I was changed at the hands of Phantom, Rawbob and your very own Reaper and Firefly, the fans turned on me. When I took a chair to Snapple, Freshy and Jade's skulls, they began to hate me. And when I turned my back on my long time friend, Warlock, they really hated me.
Now, back to the situation at hand. Tonight, I have a rematch against you to regain MY title. You got lucky last time. But tonight, you won't be so lucky. You don't deserve the title as you claim you do. After you have gone through all I have gone through to climb to the top, then you can say you deserve it. Now, Gormy has her instructions and I will pin you for the one...two...three. I will be victorious.
Wench leans in and blows out the candle and the scene goes to black.
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Post by shinnstheory on Jul 25, 2004 16:46:43 GMT 1
Shinn’s Theory - Overdose Promizzle[/b][/size]
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] That’s not gonna cut it! It’s simple. I need a distinct yes or no!
Shinn’s pauses.
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] Why am I even talking to you? Where is he?
Shinn’s pauses.
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] Look, if you hear from him, tell him it’s urgent.
Shinn’s Theory slams his cell phone shut and falls, belly first, onto the couch. Doc Holliday walks in and looks down at his Tag Team Partner.
Doc Holliday:[/b] I’ve had days like those.
Looking towards the wall, Shinn’s replies:
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] This is not what I expected.
Doc Holliday:[/b] What’s that?
Shinn’s sits up.
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] This whole thing. Everything.
Doc sits next to Shinn’s and grabs a remote control. He flips on the television.
Doc Holliday:[/b] Try to take your mind of everything.
Doc flips the remote into Shinn’s hand. Shinn’s flips through the channels. He stops at P2PW’s Overdose Pre-show. Shinn’s quickly drops the remote and leans towards the screen. As he sits there, squinting, he listens to a promo.
“SHINNS THEORY AND ALL OF P2P, BOW DOWN TO ME, I AM AN ICON.”
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] What the hell is this? Who was that? That wasn’t….
Shinn’s turns towards Doc Holliday. Holliday shrugs.
Doc Holliday:[/b] I don’t know… I couldn’t tell.
Doc stands up and pats Shinn’s on the shoulder
Doc Holliday:[/b] I’m out for a bit. I’ll catch up with you later.
Shinn‘s Theory:[/b] I have a feeling this is going to be a long night..
Shinn’s looks up at Doc.
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] I’m sorry. What did you say?
Doc Holliday:[/b] I said, I’m taking off. I’ll be back later.
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] Right on. I’ll be here.
Doc leaves the locker room as Shinn’s continues to watch Overdose’s Pre-show. After a few moments, his phone rings. Shinn’s quickly snaps it open.
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] Yea!
Shinn’s pauses.
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] I know he’s in the area! Just get a hold of him for me. Jesus! How long is this going to take? You’re his agent! Do your fucking job!
Shinn’s slams his phone shut and tosses it onto the couch. He leans back and begins thinking out loud.
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] Board of Directors. TNT Side-Show. Evil Unlimited. Rocky. Run-ins. Death. Apocalypse. Titles. Marketing. No-shows. Walk-outs. Egos. Gormy. The World Title. My job.
I can’t seem to keep my mind straight. For one night, everything is literally on my plate. Everything rides on Rocky as well. I wonder if the pressure is getting to him as much as it’s getting to me. Why should we have to explain ourselves. This better not happen every time a card is put together.
On top of everything, I have to defend my title against Evil Unlimited. I guess this is going to be the one relaxing time of the night for me. I have total faith in my partner. Doc seems to have his head on straight tonight. More-so then I do. That’s for damn sure. I think he knows that. I think he knows I’m not perfectly focused. I think he knows the amount of pressure that clutters my mind. I’m grateful for having Holliday. It’s almost like word association. Tonight, Doc Holliday will, in fact, BE my holiday. I’m sure he knows he’ll have to carry most of the weight. Then again, I know I’ll do my best to contribute.
Wrestlefever was indeed my downfall. I lost my World Title. However, at the time I felt I gave something up just to gain something more. I gained control. Look where it’s gotten me. I’m freakin’ out here. The walls are closing in. I need a placebo. I need something to put my mind at ease. I need this damn phone to ring!!
Shinn’s stops. He stands up and begins pacing. Again, he stops. He leans against the wall, waiting. He hears a gentle knock on the door, but stays silent, focusing his attention on the phone. The knock is heard again. Shinn’s continues to ignore it. He hears the person on the other side of the door walk away. Shinn’s walks over to the phone. He snaps it open and checks the power supply. He sees his phone is charged and closes it shut. He returns to the wall and leans. A small bead of sweat pours down his face. He looks down. He opens his hands and looks at his palms. He’s shaking. Shinn’s takes a deep breathe. He clenches his fists. His jaw tightens. He begins to feel rage.
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] The hell with this!
Shinn’s heads for the door. Before he can open the door, his phone rings. He quickly spins around and grabs the phone. He answers,
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] Yea!
Shinn’s pauses, then begins to smile. His body falls onto the couch as it is easy to notice he is relieved.
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] Jesus. It’s good to hear from you. So, did you get my message?
Voice on the Phone:[/b] Yes. I got them.
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] So? What’s the deal? Are you coming or not? I need you here man!
Voice on the Phone:[/b] Shinn’s, I’m sorry. I have so many things going on right now. I can’t make it.
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] Shit. I really was hoping for you’re opinion on a few things.
A knock is heard. Shinn’s ignores the knock again.
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] Is there any way you can work around your schedule? The show is less then 3 hours long man. That’s all I need you for. Three short hours.
Voice on the Phone:[/b] I’m telling you. I’m booked solid.
A knock is heard once again. Shinn‘s yells towards the door.
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] I’m busy! Beat it!
Voice on the Phone:[/b] Who are you talking to?
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] People have been knocking on my door all night.
Voice on the Phone:[/b] So? Answer it.
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] Screw that. I’ve finally got you on the phone. If you can’t make it tonight, at least I have this chance to talk to you. I need to pick your brain.
The knock on the door becomes louder. Again, Shinn‘s turns towards the door.
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] What did I say!! Come back later!!
Voice on the Phone:[/b] Shinn’s, seriously! Answer the friggin’ door.
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] No. Let’s get back to business.
Voice on the Phone:[/b] I’m not answering your questions unless you answer that door.
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] Argh!
Shinn’s stomps towards his door and opens swings it open.
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] WHAT!
Shinn’s pause. The camera pans in towards Shinn’s face. He begins to smile. He lifts the phone up and snaps it shut. He begins to laugh.
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] You asshole! You had me going there. I’m glad you made it.
Both men begin to laugh
Shinn’s Theory:[/b] You’ll never change. Come on in. Let’s do this.
Shinn’s opens the door all the way. He lets the man in. The cameraman is pushed out of the locker room. Just as the door is closing, the camera is able to pick up who Shinn’s Theory has invited to Overdose. As the two men sit down, Floorstare extends his hand to Shinn’s Theory. The door closes.
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Post by Reaper on Jul 25, 2004 18:41:03 GMT 1
PROMO
The shot opens up on a full moon illuminating the night sky. Slowly, the camera pulls down revealing what appears to be an endless vision of trees. It soon becomes apparent as the camera pans left, that we are in a forest. The camera then stops panning and begins to decend, at pace, along a narrow foot path. After a good few seconds, a small, wooden building of some sort comes into view. As we become ever closer to the building, a light from within suddenly lights the surrounding forest area. Moments later, the camera is peering in through the only window of the small, abandoned barn. The room is empty. The camera's focus then turns momentarily to the door as a hand reaches out to open it. It's locked. The camera then turns back to the window. A gasp of shock is heard. Somehow, Rocky is now sitting on a chair in the middle of the room. His eyes are closed. He has his left hand closed in a ball, with his right hand clasping over it. Suddenly, his eyes open. He then moves his releases the grip on his hand, before motioning for the camerman to enter. For a second time, the cameraman extends his hand to the door handle, before trying to open it. Unexpectedly, the door opens and the camerman enters. A brief look around the room shows a very small interior with only one window and one door. In the far corner of the room, there is a pile of paper. Rocky then puts his hand up, telling the advance to stop. Still with his left hand closed over, a smile overcomes his face, as he begins to speak.
Da Man. We can hear you knock. But it's in your best interest to wait for us to call you in, for tresspassers will be punished. And punishment is pain. But make no mistake Da Man. You entertain us. And for this, we thank you. For where would we all be without entertainment? A life more meaningless as it is now would await us all from our birth. Then, until our dying day, we would go through the motions of life even more miserable than we are now. But, thanks to you, Da Man, we had an enjoyable day. And tonight will be the night of all nights, when we derive even more entertainment from you. When we leave you gasping for breath and reeling in pain, we shall be entertained. And we thank you in advance for that now.
Rocky nods, smiling. He then begins to speak again
For the most part, we derive our entertainment from Satan. For when he composes the music transformed from our opponents cries of pain and screams of fear, we are entertained. But, Da Man. We do not say this to make you fear us. No. If you are honest with yourself, you do already. We say this to give you and everyone else a brief view into our life. For to survive in our daily routines, you must be strong, for only the strong could survive as the weak will be outsed and tormented for eternity. Are you strong enough, Da Man? Are you strong enough to live our life? We really don't think you are strong enough to oppose us, let alone live our life. For your entirity does not match even the smallest portion of our force. And you know this.
Rocky suddenly takes a serious tone as the smiling and nodding stops. He looks straight into the camera, widening his eyes.
Da Man. Do not force us into a position that we feel comfertable in. You would not be able to cope with it. Forcing us into said position, would inevitably unleash the furious fires of hatred from within us. They would spill from every pour in our body, causing carnage on a grand scale. And when all is said and done from the destruction and decimation of Da Man, you will be forced to remember our name for as long as you live. And that name is Rocky. Not Chris Kelly. He is dead. We killed him. Chris Kelly was too weak to accept the guidence of Satan all alone. So he let us in. Willingly. We see through his eyes. We breath through his mouth. But we do not think with his mind. Da Man, you have defeated Chris Kelly before. You also defeat a lesser version of us. But we have fully evolved into an unstoppable and invincible demonic machine. And Da Man. You may have thought that when Rocky, Firefly, Wench, Shinn's Theory and Doc Holliday went their seperate ways, that Apocalypse had died. But you were wrong. This is the beginning of your end Da Man. This is your apocalypse!
A smile slowly stretched across Rocky's face once more. He then puts his closed left hand out, before opening it, palm upwards, revealing a set of matches. Rocky then takes a match out of the box, before lighting it. He then throws it into the corner of the room with the paper, setting it alight immediately. Slowly, the fire edges over towards the middle of the room. The camera man escapes out of the room and goes back to the window, focusing the camera inwards. Within seconds, Rocky is totally engulfed in flames. The camera man retreats back the way, along the path, very hastily, but keeping the camera pointed towards the building. Slowly, the whole building is on fire. Rocky had not came out. The scene fades to black
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Post by soulreaper on Jul 25, 2004 20:01:33 GMT 1
The scene opens up to a graveyard, but this isn't the normal sight we see. Its dusk and the sky is ablaze in a reddish orange. The camera pans around 180 degrees and finds Soul Reaper standing there holding his robe open as if blocking the view of something. He looks at the camera and speaks
"The time has finally come, the day of reckoning is at hand, and the title that eluded me those many months ago is finally within my grasp. You see, this isn't about Evil Unlimited, this isn't about the board of directors cracking down on anybody. No this is all about Soul Reaper. Thats right, this pay per view 'Overdose' is named for the fact that Soul Reaper is your drug of choice this time. Not only do I get to rip the tag titles off the waist of that upstart Shinns Theory, but I also get to show you all why Shane Montez is a fluke champion... A champion of circumstance really.
Shane Montez, if it weren't for the fact that everybody in the ring you faced to get that belt was deficient, then you wouldn't be holding that piece of gold right now. As a matter of fact, I doubt you could have even beat that punk Shinns Theory for the belt. I on the other hand had him beaten, but out comes some worthless piece of human trash by the name of Weapon to ruin my night. He was dealt with accordingly. In the main event Shane, you too will feel the power of Death, and you will have to fight with all you've got, just to get out of that ring in one piece. I plan on making you scream in agony, you will have no choice but to beg me for mercy.. Sadly, I assure you, you will be granted none. When its all said and done Shane, you will be minus one World Title Belt and minus one soul. Your soul is mine..
As for the tag match. Shinns Theory and Doc Holliday. A Cowboy and somebody who seems to think he's got all the power. Well boys, your reign as chamions will come to a screeching halt as you face the excellence that is Evil Unlimited. You can't even begin to imagine the pain we will put you through in the tag match. Nothing you can do will prevent us from taking those belts that you hold so dear. We are undeniably the best team here and you will find out why. You might as well get down on your knees and pray right now...
Which brings me, finally, to you Cactus. You see, you can blame me the mind games all you want, but when it comes down to it, son, you were still the one to pull the trigger so to speak. You killed your supposed friend... Now wrestling is wrestling and all, but when the day was over, Kaos wasn't a bad guy, no. As a matter of fact I had a few conversations with him and he seemed to enjoy this business... but you, Cactus, you took that away from him..."
Reaper moves him arm and his robe falls to unveil that he is standing at the gravesite of Kaos.. the head stone shows proudly that Kaos rests there. Black roses are set around the head stone.
"..And you call yourself a friend. You ought to be ashamed of yourself. This man had dreams, he loved this game more than most, but in an uncontrollable rage, you destroyed those dreams. Nobody will ever forget what you've done, nor will they forgive you for your actions. I can't wait for you to return, Cactus. I will show you what vengeance, and rage, and cold bloodedness really is. You will regret the day that you crossed me.. to show you how much I cared, I've assembled a little tribute to Kaos. Enjoy it..
Death is coming, Cactus, and there is No Escape, now role my tribute."
The camera fades to black and then, a video of Kaos in action and backstage with friends is shown with the accompanying music of "Broken" by Seether.Finally at the end it says...
Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust, R.I.P. KAOS
Brought to you exclusively by Soul Reaper
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Post by stocko on Jul 25, 2004 20:10:06 GMT 1
the camera pans out, we are in the carpark of the arena for overdose, we see a big black stretched hummer with a picture of a mastadon down the side, license plate is M1CK069, we know who this vehicle belongs to!
the blacked out window slides down and we see the face of the challenger for the international title, NATION'S international title, he has 12 fresh stitches closing the wound caused by SOUNDSCREAM last week, he beckons the camerman into the vehicle, the cameraman enters and the hummer screeches away
MASTADON now that i have everyone's attention, i shall begin.
SOUNDSCREAM, i dont think you realise the extent of your actions, i dont think you understand the pain i can and will cause to you.
you came to this company looking to make a name for yourself, but you were too scared to attack one of the champions, so you attack me, you thought you were being clever, you saw a little short guy walking down the corridor, you bumped into me and instead of saying something there and then you wait until i am having a match and you hit me with a chair and cost me that match, that was your mistake.
if you would have started something in the corridor and we had a fight i would not have taken it personally, but the fact that you interfered in a match that i would have won, that was your mistake.
now i understand you are one of the lumberjacks, there is another mistake, this time, it isnt one of yours, i understand you didnt want to be a lumberjack i understand you wanted a match with me? is this true? i mean i would not want to disappoint one of our new boys, and i guess you attacked me at just the right time.
because SOUNDSCREAM, not only do i know we will meet in the ring one day soon, on that day, you will be facing the new international champion, so you clearly hit the jackpot attacking me when you did, so maybe you aint that silly, maybe you recognised my ability and you planned to attack me, knowing that i will soon be a champion.
now, y'all didnt think i had forgotten my old buddy NATION, i havent fogotten you "mate", i just had to make sure the new guy realised his errors
i told you after i nailed you with a camera that we would face each other again and guess what, thats tonight, i have heard rumours that you have been trying to get out of this match, i doubt they are true, but nothing would surprise me with you son!
if the truth be told NATION, i enjoyed hitting you with that camera and it just goes to show you i have the better of you, intelligence wise that is, i can outsmart you anyday of the week, and that includes the day of OVERDOSE.
we have faced each other hundreds of times, hell son, we used to practice together after school, so i would say we know each other inside out, and over those years we have kicked and beaten so much blood and sweat out of each other, win, lose or draw, it just doesnt matter, i will enjoy being champion, but its not the be all and end all! what i am looking forward too is busting you up, is kicking you from one corner, punching you to the next and then throwing you over the top rope so the crazy, bloodthirsty lumberjacks can get a piece too!
the day you joined the company, i knew this shit would happen, you chose to get on my face adn now you much face up to your responsibilities, you must take the consequences, you must SEE WHAT HAPPENS!
when the door of the hummer opens, we are back at the arena and MASTADON gets out waiting for the opening bell
***end promo***
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Post by diddlysquat on Jul 26, 2004 3:52:54 GMT 1
I give you props. Even though your my opponent and all. That was FUCKING great. Thanks man. Yours was pretty good too.
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Doc Holliday
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Post by Doc Holliday on Jul 26, 2004 7:20:23 GMT 1
Singles Competition Gaz
Singles - Winner receives their own weekly side-show Diddly Squat
International Title Lumberjack Match Nation
Triple Threat for the Women’s Title. Starcrunch
Tag Team Championship Match Doc Holliday & Shinn’s Theory
P2PW World Title Match “Sensational Shooter” Shane Montez
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Post by Gormy on Jul 26, 2004 9:14:22 GMT 1
Sat in this damn room again. Firefly on the outside, me inside. Its always the same, but this time if Firefly comes in, I'll be ready for him. I'm gonna get him if he even comes near me.
But wait, what would Reaper do to me if I hurt Firefly? What would Wench do? I feel like I have the devil on one shoulder and nothing on the other one. What do I do? Who do I turn to?
Tonight I have my chance, my opportunity to escape. But what do I do if I succeed? What will Wench do to me? What would Reaper do?
If I win the women's title tonight, will they let me go? Do I earn their respect? So many questions, and no answers. How long will I be in here for? Will I be in any fit state to even compete?
Wench says I have to sit back and let her take Starcrunch out. Why should I? I have never held the Women's title, and here I am in a rare chance, and Im gonna be held back
Sorry, sister it aint gonna happen. Tonight I'm gonna go out, and I'm gonna win the Women's Title, not for them, but for me.
But what will Reaper do? What will Wench and Firefly do?
So many questions, and not one single answer.
Will this nightmare ever end? How do I escape?
So many questions, and not one single answer.
UKG Typos sorry babe
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Post by Gaz on Jul 26, 2004 11:37:59 GMT 1
VERY, SMALL, PROMO! (soz guys, I don't really feel like promoing at all. I don't know whats wrong with me)
"Rollin" Comes over the PA as Gaz walks out to the ramp. He stops for a moment, listening to the crowds cheers. He runs down the ramp and slides in the ring. Gaz jumps to the second turnbuckle, as the fans scream louder. Gaz grabs a mic
Gaz: I'm back!
The crowd clap and cheer as Gaz smiles
Gaz: In a minute, I'm dueling with Gym Carry. Do I have a plan. Hell, I'm not telling you guys!
Some of the crowd boo, as the rest are dead silent
Gaz: No, you got me wrong. I'm not gonna tell you so it'll be more exciting when you see it. Now, does anyone know what I did last week? I kindly took my time to visit America's Troops,
The crowd cheer
Gaz: and I happen to have it on video!
The Titan Tron shows Gaz outside a hospital
Gaz: I stayed here when I was injured, and I saw these nice men and woman, who risked their lives for this country. This Country and my home town! I'm gonna do these guys a favor, so come on in!
Gaz approaches the hospital with the camera men. He pushes the door open and walks up to the corridor. Gaz is stopped by a nurse.
Nurse: Excuse me, can I know where you think your going?
Gaz: Me and my camera man are going to surprise the American Troops.
Nurse: And who might you be?
Gaz: Gareth, Evans. The dude that was in here because of a wrestling match.
Nurse: Oh, Gareth, come right in!
The nurse leads Gaz to the correct door, and leaves. Gaz pushes the door open to see all the beds taken up, except for one at the end. Gaz walks up to the first bed, to see a man with no arm
Gaz: Hey Geoff, what's happening?
Geoff: Nothing much Gaz.
Gaz: Are you OK?
Geoff: Fine thank you Gaz. May I have a photo taken with you?
Gaz: No, you can have a photo taken AND signed by me.
A photographer takes a photo of the two of them, and Gaz signs it. Gaz gives the photo to Geoff, and walks on. Eventually, Gaz gets to the last Troop, and as they Finnish off, Gaz asks Him a question
Gaz: Hey Phil, where's Daniel?
Phil looks at the empty bed, and then looks at Gaz. A tear brakes from Phil's eye, as a tear is followed from Gaz's eye
The screen dims away to black, and then the words appear over the screen
Daniel Bigmore
9973-2004
The Titan Tron changes back to reveal Gaz in the ring
Gaz: Sad, isn't it. He was from my home town, and risked his life. I'd like 1 minutes silence please.
The bell rings several times, before it stops
Announcer: Rest In Peace, Daniel Bigmore.
After another minute, "Enter Sandman" comes over the PA, as Gym Carry walks out to the Titan Tron. He runs into the ring, and snatches the mic off Gaz.
Gym: Sad, wasn't it. Maybe we should let you go backstage and cry for 5 minutes more.
Gaz snatches the mic from Gym
Gaz: I'm surprised you didn't interrupt before the minute finished. Lets get it on!
Gaz drops the mic
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Post by Wench on Jul 26, 2004 14:55:53 GMT 1
^THAT was small?
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Post by Gaz on Jul 26, 2004 16:18:42 GMT 1
OK, it turned out better than I thought it would
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Firefly
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Mr. Fantastic
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Post by Firefly on Jul 26, 2004 17:47:05 GMT 1
Da Man- Ya know, Hell does have a sweet vacation package. It's the new Florida.
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Post by Scream on Jul 26, 2004 18:32:31 GMT 1
The camera is shaky as there is commotion outside the arena. SOUNDSCREAM is in the parking lot dragging an interviewer and demanding the camera man follow him.
SOUNDSCREAM stands outside in front of a hummer with a picture of MASTADON on the side.
SOUNDSCREAM: Attention, I said attention. (Grins at camera) You know, I thought I'd be a nice guy. I thought I'd offer my hand out to anyone who wanted to be a part of the greatest stable in history, the Decepticons but it looks like there are a few people out there trying to rain on the P2P killers parade. Now, being a lumberjack is alright in all but I'm not satisfied. In fact I'm asking, no, no I'm demanding a stipulation to the match. After the lumberjack match between Nation and Mastadon I want a number ones contender match...An over the top rope battle royal between the Lumberjacks. Winner takes on IC champ. Or should I say winner takes on SOUNDSCREAM. So higher ups, you want ratings, you want showtime, then do what's right.
On a side note...Mr. Mastadon, I apologize for causing 12 stiches on your face. I'm sorry there were only 12. But by looking at your hummer here I don't think your picture really sells yourself. So with my dandy spraypaint here I thought I'd really capture your self.
(SOUNDSCREAM takes out spraypaint and sprays stitches on mastadons picture. He then sprays P2P killer was here)
Now that is Michalangelo-esqe if I do say so myself. Mastadon, Nation, Lumberjacks, hell all P2P, you you're looking at the new best thing in Showtime, the ultimate player, the soon to be champ. Take it or leave it.
(Soundscream throws mic, grins at camera and then fake punks out the camera man)
-"Out"
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Post by Nation on Jul 26, 2004 20:27:46 GMT 1
VOTES
GAZ
DIDDLY SQUAT
NATION
GORMY
DOC+SHINNS
SOUL REAPER
PROMO TO FOLLOW (i'll be as quick as i can)
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Post by Nation on Jul 27, 2004 11:34:03 GMT 1
The OUTSIDER'S theme hits the p.a. and here comes the International Champion, NATION. The crowd surprisingly pop big for the I/N Champ, something he hasn't been used to recently. He strides down the ramp, dodging the outstretched arms.. He stops dead in his tracks. Something in the crowd has caught his eye. He walks over to the barrier and takes a sign from a fan. NATION turns to the camera to show it to the millions at home. "P2PW FEARS NATION!" NATION breaks into a smile and hands it back to the now overjoyed fan. He continues to head towards the ring and slides in underneath the rope and heads towards the ring post. He climbs up and holds the I/N belt aloft, one handed. The now typical sea of camera flashlights engulfs the arena, leaving NATION silhouetted against the backdrop of the hot, white flashes.
NATION climbs down the ring post and signals for a microphone, which is promptly passed to him by the ring announcer. He stops in the middle of the ring, looks up and begins to address the crowd.
NATION- Now I don't know about you guys, but I'm sick and tired of coming out here and talking about the same old crap, week in, week out. I think I've got it covered and have the whole issue sorted, then I get the rug pulled from under me and I'm back to square one again. How many times do I have to beat that piece of crap, MASTADON? How many times do I have to flush that floater before he finally goes down?(looks to the crowd) Last time we met, I beat him. In this ring. 1-2-3. So what's left to prove? Who's the better man and who's the piece of turd in a wig?
BUT NO! You couldn't leave it there. You had to get your boys CACTUS and KAOS involved and the three of you suckerpunched me from behind and then powerbombed me through a table. But then we all know what happened only a couple of weeks later to your friends. I would like to address that but management feel that due to the volatile nature of the situation it's better if I do not say anything. They've even threatened to strip me of my title and suspend me if I make any reference to MASTADON being to blame for the whole thing by being the selfish, conceited prick that he is. So I'm not gonna mention one word about it. So moving quickly forward, I'm delivering the interview of the whole freakin' show when I was tricked by the interviewer trash bag ho....what's her name, again? man muck bucket? Well anyway, I was tricked by her and MASTADON, again suckerpunching me from behind, this time with a t.v. camera. But still he couldn't get the job done. Last week on TNT, I wanted blood, but SHINNS and DA MAN both said that it'd be best if I kept a low profile. They didn't want MASTADON in his fragile little state being subjected to any further "undue stress". So rather than have him face me and the consequences of his actions, he gets thrown into a match with a rookie. AND TRUE TO FORM HE LOSES! So how do the P2PW reward someone who loses against the champ in a non title match, someone who loses against a rookie making an amazing debut, someone who loses week in, week out?
NATION stops for a second as if even he can't believe it.
NATION- They reward him with a title shot. He's the ying to my yang though because I'm the I/N Champ and I have yet to be defeated since arriving in the P2PW. That's right, I haven't been beaten. What do I get? Do I get a shot at the P2PW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP? Do I get glory, adulation, acclaim? No, I get a bottom feeder that goes by the name of MASTADON. I've paid my dues and after tonight when I beat that waste of space in this very ring, you best stand back because this I/N Champ is gonna go all the way, unite both belts and become the most dominant force in our industry today! "See what happens..." I'll can tell you right now what will happen
*uses hands to pretend he's reading a book*
NATION- Once upon a time, in a kingdom far far away there lived an ogre who stank. No really, when i say he stank, he really stank. Skunks would pass out when passing him. Swamp creatures would lament "There goes the neighbourhood..." when he moved in. This boy reeked. Eventually the King got wind of the hideous ogre that was terrorising his kingdom with the pure wretchedness of his "being". The King was distraught. Surely someone could come and save him and his kingdom from this odious loser before he tainted all that was good and pure? He called out for a champion. Not just any champion but an INTERNATIONAL Champion. Days passed and one day as dawn awoke and the King's castle began to rise, a call was heard from outside the castle. The King's subjects opened the gates willingly as they knew this person to be the champion. And so it was. The champion revealed himself as the one called NATION and he promised that he would vanquish once and for all the smelly retchedness of the stinky ogre called MASTADON. And you know what children? NATION kicked that ogre's ass every corner of the kingdom. Finally NATION put the ogre out of his foul misery with NATION'S END and the kingdom rejoiced. With his dying breath, the ogre looked up into NATION's eyes and said "I only wanted to win just once." NATION stared coldly in the ogre's dying eyes "Not on my watch, bitch!" With one final gasp, the ogre died and the kingdom lived happily ever after. The End. Here's the bottom line, MASTADON. The fairy tale is over. Reality is going to come crashing down on you tonight and it's gonna end with a NATION'S END and the end of MASTADON. Sweet dreams buttercup.
THE OUTSIDER'S theme blares from the speakers and NATION tosses the mic to the floor and leaves the ring, walking up the ramp and disappearing into the back.
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Post by shinnstheory on Jul 27, 2004 19:13:44 GMT 1
24 hours till closing time. Get those votes and promos in!
Staff - don't forget to vote in both of the new staff threads.
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Doc Holliday
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Post by Doc Holliday on Jul 28, 2004 17:11:47 GMT 1
Doc Holliday is seen walking by himself in the back of the P2PW Arena. A cameraman walks up to him.
Doc: What do you want to do with your life? Who can I trust? I know who I can't trust.
Doc shakes his head
Doc: All I can trust is my gut feeling in my stomach. All I can feel is the pain in my back from where Firefly stabbed me. He will feel pain tonight.
Doc keeps walking around backstage with his cowbell clanging.
Doc: Reaper, I see you have a championship match tonight after our tag team match. I promise that you will not win either one of these matches tonight.
Doc walks farther down the hall until he comes across a cardboard cutout of Firefly and Reaper advertising tonight's event. Doc spits in their faces and decimates them with the cowbell.
Doc: Tonight, your reign of fear ends!
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