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Post by ShaneMontez on Jan 4, 2005 9:47:45 GMT 1
SINGLES MATCH "Sensational Shooter" Shane Montez
SINGLES MATCH Diddly Squat
SINGLES MATCH --- STREET FIGHT Chadwick
TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH The Insanity (Spaz & Red Ninja) (c)
SINGLES MATCH Trent Acid
SINGLE MATCH --- SUBMISSION MATCH Shinn's Theory
RAGE & INTERNATIONAL TITLE MATCH --- TRIPLE THREAT (First fall is for the International Title, the Second Fall will be for the Rage Title) Cactus
WORLD TITLE MATCH --- LUMBERJACK MATCH Stare
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Post by ShaneMontez on Jan 4, 2005 9:48:38 GMT 1
***Promo***
***The crowd erupts as they see Shane Montez entering the arena on the big screen. He has his bad over his shoulder and his head is bandaged up. He walks through the hall looking for his locker room. When he finds it he walks in to find Bobbi Idaho waiting for him.***
SM: What do you want?
BI: Damn, what’s wrong with you?
SM: Nothing wrong with me.
BI: Come on now. It’s Rocky isn’t it?
SM: Oh please. Like Rocky could give me problems.
BI: Then what is it?
SM: Fine, you want to know what’s bothering me? It’s this.
***Shane reaches in to his pocket and pulls out a letter. He hands it to Bobbi and she reads it.***
BI: What the hell is this?
SM: It’s a letter from Candy’s lawyers. The stupid bitch is suing me for false termination.
BI: I know. I just read the letter.
SM: Then why the hell did you ask? You know, I already have a headache. If you’re just going to make it worse you can leave.
BI: I would leave. But I do have a job to do.
SM: Fine, get to it.
***Shane starts to unzip his pants.***
BI: No, not that.
***Shane zips his pants back up.***
SM: Then what are you talking about? Damn it, don’t get me all worked up then pull that shit.
BI: I’m talking about getting your comments on your match tonight.
SM: So start asking your little questions.
BI: Fine, the last two weeks now Rocky has sent you to the hospital.
SM: Yeah, so what’s the question?
BI: Last week he busted you wide open. How does that make you feel?
SM: It makes me feel like I have a headache.
BI: Come on. It must piss you off.
SM: What do you want me to say? You want me to say something cool yet funny?
BI: That would be good.
SM: Fine here goes. **Shane gets a serious look on his face** Nobody makes me bleed my own blood…NOBODY!!!
BI: Yeah, very funny.
SM: You like that did ya?
BI: Come on Shane. You have to have some comments on Rocky. This is a big match for you tonight.
SM: Big match for me? No, no babe. This is a big match for Rocky. He finally gets to step into the ring with me. Everyone wants to be in a match with me. Because they know that I will carry them to a great match. Rocky likes to think he is a tough guy. Tried to show everyone how much of a bad ass he is by sending me to the hospital two weeks in a row. But if you go back and look at the tapes Bobbi, you’ll see that I was sneak attacked both times. Now ask yourself. What kind of tough guy badass has to surprise a guy thinking he had a meeting with one of the powers that be. Then the next week jump a guy in a dark room? Does that sound like a tough guy Bobbi?
BI: Well, no.
SM: And when he has to step in to the ring and face me face to face, so you think it will be me going to the hospital again?
BI: Of course not.
SM: I promise everyone here tonight that the blood will flow tonight. Probably some of mine. But I guarantee Rocky will need a blood transfusion by the end of the night. There Bobbi. Is that good enough for you?
BI: Yeah sure.
SM: Good. Now go get me some aspirin.
***The scene fades as Bobbi Idaho leaves the room.***
***/Promo***
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Post by Cactus on Jan 4, 2005 10:26:15 GMT 1
SINGLES MATCH "Sensational Shooter" Shane Montez
SINGLES MATCH Diddly Squat
SINGLES MATCH --- STREET FIGHT Dickie Cha'mone
TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH The Nephillim (Addryd & HeX)
SINGLES MATCH Trent Acid
SINGLE MATCH --- SUBMISSION MATCH Shinn's Theory
RAGE & INTERNATIONAL TITLE MATCH --- TRIPLE THREAT (First fall is for the International Title, the Second Fall will be for the Rage Title) Cactus
WORLD TITLE MATCH --- LUMBERJACK MATCH Stare
Promo WILL follow
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Post by stevo316 on Jan 4, 2005 11:06:49 GMT 1
TONIGHT'S CARD
SINGLES MATCH Rocky vs. "Sensational Shooter" Shane Montez
Winner: Rocky
SINGLES MATCH Diddly Squat vs. Essex
Winner: Diddly Squat
SINGLES MATCH --- STREET FIGHT Chadwick vs. Dickie Cha'mone
Winner: Dickie Cha'mone
TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH The Insanity (Spaz & Red Ninja) (c) vs. The Nephillim (Addryd & HeX)
Winners: The insanity
SINGLES MATCH Soundscream vs. Trent Acid
Winner: Trent Acid
SINGLE MATCH --- SUBMISSION MATCH Shinn's Theory vs. Tyler "The Assassin" Stone
Winner: Shinns
RAGE & INTERNATIONAL TITLE MATCH --- TRIPLE THREAT (First fall is for the International Title, the Second Fall will be for the Rage Title) Nation(c) vs. Cactus vs. SoL
Winner: Nation
WORLD TITLE MATCH --- LUMBERJACK MATCH Soul Reaper (c) vs. Stare Lumberjacks - Aladdin, Simz, Bishop Pastor Deacon Dollar Bill, Vegeta, Wolverine, Chilly Willy, Stevo 316, Rota Grade, De'Si Nidea, Starcrunch, Mastadon, and Hellspawn
Winner: Stare
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Post by Reaper on Jan 4, 2005 17:20:04 GMT 1
The lights in the arena slowly fade, until complete darkness engulfs the ring. Barely audible, Hysteria by Muse begins to play. It gradually becomes louder, until a kick in the drumbeat can be heard 20 seconds later, setting the music off at a normal level, and, simultaneously brilliant, white light pyros explode from the ringposts. After a few seconds the pyros stop, but not before clearly illuminating Rocky standing in the centre of the ring, arms out, palms raised upwards with his head tilted back and eyes closed tight. The lights flicker, before coming back on. Rocky still stands with the same pose, as the music gradually becomes quieter, until it cannot be heard. In its place, deafening boos emerge from the audience. Rocky raises his arms into the air, before grasping his hands. Immediately, the crowd settle down. Rocky snaps his eyes open. He reaches down to his feet for a microphone to address the eagerly awaiting crowd. Smiling, he does so.
"Rarely, do I come out infront of you before a match. For my appearence here tonight, you should feel privileged. With the recent happenings in the P2PW concerning me, I felt that I had to address a few things. The only setting to do so, is here, in this ring. While many of you, if not all, were probably glad that I have been awol as of late, I'm sorry to bring the devastating news that I am back. I have had alot to deal with over the past three months. And I believe that I have emerged stronger than ever. You may be curious as to why certain things went down the way they did. Rob Royal for instance. It was a case of bad timing for him. I was still trying to get my head around things. Am I sorry for almost ending his life? Absolutely. Not. I have never felt regret or remorse in my life. I will not start doing so, due to something that was provoked. Now..."
The crowd jeer heavily towards Rocky once more. Rocky, shaking his head, lowers the microphone. As soon as the heat on him dies down, he raises the microphone back to his mouth.
"Now, the next thing you may require to be cleared up is my mental health. While you may still view me as being sadistic, I am happy to report that I have been given a clean bill of health by a team of doctors. This medical examination was ordered by the P2PW board of directors. It was part of the deal in order for Rob Royal to drop all charges against me. Due to the clear results, I was enabled to return. Which brings me onto my next point. Shane Montez. While I was out of action, I had plenty of time to plan where I set my sights. While regaining my RAGE title is high on the agenda, I did not see Nation as a fit opponent to make my comeback on. I wanted to set my sights higher. I wanted to set my sights onto someone who had held the most prestigious title in this company. The P2PW World Title. I could have had any one of the four men who have held this title. Shinn's Theory. I have other things in store for him. Besides, I'd have the board of directors breathing down my neck, had I taken him out. Floorstare. Well, I've beaten him before. I saw no point in re-visiting the past. Soul Reaper. The current World Champion. That day will come. Rest assured. Champion or not, I will collide with him in the near future. But now is our time to rendezvous. After narrowing down the potential opponents, Shane Montez shone out, brighter and clearer than the rest."
Rocky paused once more, knowing that the crowd were now in the palm of his hand, urging him to continue.
"What made Shane such a clear opponent, you may ask? His weakness. His weakness as a human being. His weakness as a competitor. He relies too heavily on his laid back personality. He relies too heavily on idle threats. I'll need a blood transfusion? Sure. Far too often idle threats are uttered from the mouth of cowards. Well, Shane, I'm no coward and my threats are real. Unlike your chance of deafeating me. No, Shane. The only sensational shooting that will be done at Winter Frenzy, is when I shoot you down. I will not be attacking you from behind tonight. I will be attacking you head on. The fuel that drives me has been re-ignited. The era of destruction that I began has been re-born. The Rocky Roads have been re-open. Will you be the first to walk them, Shane? Can you see the light at the end? Not anymore. I just turned that light out.
Suddenly, the lights turn of. Within a few seconds they come back on, with no sign of Rocky. There is a piece of paper lying in the centre of the ring. As the camera zooms in on it, we see that it's a death certificate, with Shane Montez written on it.
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Post by Simz on Jan 4, 2005 17:31:30 GMT 1
Rocky
Diddly Squat
Chadwick
Spaz/Red Ninja
Soundscream
Shinns
Cactus x2
Stare
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SoL
Junior
^scurrry^
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Post by SoL on Jan 4, 2005 19:24:21 GMT 1
Rocky
Diddly Squat
Dickie Cha'mone
The Insanity (Spaz & Red Ninja) (c)
Trent Acid
Tyler "The Assassin" Stone
SoL
Stare **********************************************
oh you better believe there is gonna be a promo...coming soon.
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Post by Stare on Jan 4, 2005 20:06:36 GMT 1
Zeroin glitches momentarily as the audience give it their full attention and await what will be shown. They stare at the screen as it remains black. The audience stand in confusion until Stare's voice is heard. It's very soft, but with a serious tone within the softness. Almost a whisper, as the crowd hushes to be able to hear what is said
Stare: Scared, am I? They say I'm going to be facing the evil one. They say that death is coming for me, and there's no escaping it. Shouldn't that scare every living man.
There is a brief pause as you can hear loud breathing echoing throughout the arena.
Stare: After all, I've felt what he is capable of . . .
"For Whom The Bell Tolls" hits as We are taken all the way back to P2PW's first ppv, Breakdown. We watch on as we see Stare in the ring with Rocky, fighting for the vacant Rage Title. Stare is in control, as some of the live fans in the audience are even cheering him on, reliving the moment. Just when it's over, it only begins. Soul Reaper enters the ring from nowhere and delivers a spine-tingling Rest In Peace. Rocky gives him a sick smile as Rocky makes the cover. Soul Reaper is shown standing over a bloody, unconscious Stare as the EMTs rush in. The shot begins to blur and slow down as it fades back to black, and Stare's voice is heard yet again
Stare: I lied motionless in a hospital bed, and watched the first ever TNT go on. My company's first weekly show went on without me. I watched from a hospital bed, I watched as Soul Reaper came out, and I watched as he took out Steve, a dear friend of mine.
A short clip of Soul Reaper dismantling Steve is shown as the scene fades away quickly
Stare: But I returned to TNT, and I went on to other things. My score to settle with Soul Reaper was put behind me, as my mind was set on other things. I left the company shortly after, but that's a story you all know. I sat at home for months and watched as Soul Reaper dismantled Shane, and Evil Unlimited formed.
Another short clip is played, Shane Montez is lifted by Hellspawn, and powerbombed three times, and placed into a boston crab. Shortly after, Soul Reaper delivers his Rest In Peace. Chairs are brought in by the new alliance, and the shot is ended with a slow-motion shot of a chair to Shane's skull as the scene fades
Stare: And so, I came back, but I still left my past with Soul Reaper where it already was, in the past. I watched as he continued his dominance . . .
We are shown highlights from Soul Reaper and Cactus's hellacious Hell in a Cell match. Blood is everywhere, as Reaper walks out with the gold. We are taken straight to Soul Reaper vs. Shane Montez, part 2, as Reaper walks out with the belt yet again. The scene blurs and fades
Stare: Destruction. That word sums up what Soul Reaper has accomplished in these months. But, Soul Reaper, you have been blinded by your own destruction this whole time.
Stare walks into the black screen as the crowd goes nuts. He situates his glasses on his head and he smiles at the camera and continues as the crowd hushes
Stare: You have nothing going for you, Soul Reaper. I know you'll bring up my haunted past, and the way I left the company. You'll say what everyone else already thinks, and that is that I can't handle the pressure of being the champion. Soul Reaper, I tell you now, I will take any amount of pressure in the world if it means getting some sort of revenge on you.
The crowd cheers, but Stare interrupts them quickly
Stare: The timing couldn’t be better, Reaper. You know it as well. Evil Unlimited is failing you. Wench has jet the company, and your buddy has been on a losing streak, and he's falling further and further away from himself. And in the midst of losing everything, one thing remains there for you, and that's your P2PW World Title!
The crowd gives off a low cheer as Stare shakes his head
Stare: And I am gonna take that last bit of hope you have, and I'm gonna crush it. I show many people mercy, Soul Reaper, but you are not going to receive any! You've put me in the hospital bed, you've put Shane in the hospital bed, you've put Steve in a hospital bed, and you’ve destroyed almost everyone that you have encountered. But it's over . . .
The crowd cheers as Stare smiles as he whispers "it's over" again. He looks on, and he turns his look of determination to a slight grin
Stare: I'm gonna put you in your place, Soul Reaper. I'm going to do what everyone else has wanted to do. I am going to break you! And, when it's all over, after you feel the pain that I bring you, you will be able to see through my eyes. You will be watching me on TNT as I continue my dominance in the same state that I watched you in.
The black background drops to the ground as Stare is standing in a hospital room. The crowd's cheer starts light until it becomes a roar
Stare: Your fate is sealed, Soul Reaper. Irony is coming for you, and there is no escape!
Stare removes his glasses and stares at the screen. His eyes are wide and fixed. He remains motionless, and then lets out a light laugh as he speaks
Stare: I can see it in your eyes . . .
He places his glasses back on his head and walks away. The camera pans in on the hospital bed, as it zooms on a card that reads "Reserved For Soul Reaper" as the crowd cheers as Zeroin fades to black
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Post by Scream on Jan 4, 2005 22:12:36 GMT 1
SINGLES MATCH Rocky
SINGLES MATCH Diddly Squat
SINGLES MATCH --- STREET FIGHT Chadwick
TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH Hex and Addryd (tough choice: i think this could be a decent tag team)
SINGLES MATCH Soundscream
SINGLE MATCH --- SUBMISSION MATCH Tyler "The Assassin" Stone
RAGE & INTERNATIONAL TITLE MATCH --- TRIPLE THREAT (First fall is for the International Title, the Second Fall will be for the Rage Title) Nation
WORLD TITLE MATCH --- LUMBERJACK MATCH Soul Reaper (c) vs. Stare Lumberjacks - Aladdin, Simz, Bishop Pastor Deacon Dollar Bill, Vegeta, Wolverine, Chilly Willy, Stevo 316, Rota Grade, De'Si Nidea, Starcrunch, Mastadon, and Hellspawn
I really can't decide on this one. I'll call it a draw.
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Post by Dickie Cha'mone on Jan 4, 2005 22:29:32 GMT 1
The cameras go backstage to a mock bar with Gary Roamer on one side of the bar holding beer bottles and with Dickie Cha'mone on the other side of the bar, moonwalking and dancing from one end to the other, Dickie is wearing his Red and Black suit and is wearing his headband, they are approached by p2pw's new announcer Pepe Garcia.
Pepe Garcia: Hey, Mr Cha'mone any thoughts about your street fight against Chadwick tonight at winter frenzy?
Dickie Chamone: Street fight?? I was told it was a bar room brawl, chamone all that training for nothing. Look flower you can talk to my right hand man, my bad self advisor Gary Roamer, tee hee
Pepe Garcia moves the microphone over towards Gary Roamer, while Dickie Cha'mone taunts and growls at the camera in a comedy fashion
Pepe Garcia:So Mr Roamer your thoughts pleas...
Gary Roamer: Now, Now, Now Pepe the reason that Dickie Cha'mone will not and shall not speak to any member of the media included your badself is in protest to his continued treatment by this company by the so called management. His voice will be his fighting, His speech will be his brawling and his debating will be his victorys in the ring. And believe me this wall of silience will continue until he is either granted a number one contenders spot or infact is presented with the world title as we refuse to recoginse any of the title holders in this organisation...
Pepe Garcia: Er.. he just spoke to me then, Mr Roamer..
Gary Roamer:Well as far as you are concerned it starts now..
Dickie Chamone: You know thats right tee hee
Gary Roamer: Ok then now! But look Dickie will tell everyone what he thinks when he enters the ring with Chadwick tonight, he wants his revenge, he wants his vengeance and more importantly he wants to hurt Chadwick, he wants to show to the people who run this place that it should of been him getting title shots after deserted and not Chadwick, as while both myself and Mr Cha'mone respect Chadwick as an opponent, he ain't Dickie Cha'mone and Dickie will show that tonight at Winter Frenzy
Pepe Garcia: But how will you deal with the street fight stipulation?
Gary Roamer: Dickie will fit in this match like a silver sequenced glove, he is ready to beat, maim and moonwalk all over Chadwick, as he has faced him before and this time the result will be the difference as Dickie is ready to make the step up to the big time and to show all these goths who think they can scare there way to the belt whats what. As it should be my man Dickie Cha'mone against Chadwick tonight for the World Heavyweight Championship, not just in some street fight. But let me assure you that this will be the match of the night, as Dickie has had his rest over the festive period and he is ready to go to prove he is the best in this god damn business.
Pepe Garcia: Well do you have any message for your opponent Chadwick?
Dickie Cha'mone is about to speak but Gary Roamer moves towards the microphone
Gary Roamer: Yes he does..
Gary Roamer faces towards the camera
Gary Roamer: Chadwick, now you may of beaten my client before, but you won't beat him again and that means tonight, and you will wish you are never in a street fight again as there will be blood, sweat and tears tonight, but guess what they won't be Dickie's as he is going to be a bad, off the wall, dangerous, invincible mother fucker, and he is going to dance all over your ass tonight. Now while his silence has nothing to do with you, the anger inside him does and it will be unleashed tonight, and you know thats right tee hee, cha'mone
Gary Roamer raises his hand and mimics Dickie Cha'mone both start laughing and work down the corridor backstage leaving a startled Pepe Garcia, the cameras pan back to the arena
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Post by shinnstheory on Jan 5, 2005 0:23:11 GMT 1
Please try to keep this thread for Promos and Voting only.
Thanks.
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Post by ChadClassic on Jan 5, 2005 2:49:27 GMT 1
We are taken outside of an Apartment Building. The time is 8:00 at night and the camera goes upstairs of the building. They quietly open the door to room "314" and walk around. Their lay potraits of Dickie Cha'mone with Red X's and "Dick This!" written across. The Camera goes into a room where the light is on at the bedside table. Chadwick wakes up and wipes his eyes. He kicks the covers off to reveal his braids once again turned into Jerry Curls, a Red Vest, and some Black High Waters on with white socks and shiny black shoes. He snaps his fingers over and over until the beat to "Beat It" starts up. The Guitar rips in and Chadwick dances his way down to the hallway and into the bathroom. He doesn't notice the cameras following him. He strips down his clothes and gets into the shower
Chadwick: I told him don't you ever step in my face. Don't wanna see your clothes, you sick disgrace. The fire's in my eyes and my words are really clear So I'll beat you, just beat you. You better run, skip, hop, do whatever the hell you can. I wanna see some blood and cripple you, man. You wanna be tough, so just do what you can. But I'll still beat you, but you wanna beat me. I'll just beat you, beat you, beat you, beat you. Dickie's gonna get defeated! Showin' how funky and strong is my fight I guess we'll find out that Dickie is wrong because he knows that I'm right! I'll beat him, beat him...
Chadwick takes off the shower as he hears a noise. He slowly opens the curtain and there are the camera crew! Chadwick's eyes buldge out.
Chadwick: HEHE!!!
The cameramen look at eachother, kind've confused. They turn away as one hands Chadwick a towel. He shakes his head and throws the towel around him. When their done, he has his clothes magically on! He pushes the camera people out the way and leaves the apartment. He walks down the street with his gang now appearing. He snaps his fingers over and over as the beat comes back.
Chadwick: I'm gonna beat him, beat him. Beat him, beat him. Beat him, beat him. Beat him, beat him(HU!!). They're out to get you Dickie, Ya ass is on the line! You better stay a young boy before its time to die. You wanna stay alive, better job to who you can. So lemme beat you, just beat you! You have to show them that you're really afraid You're playin' with your life this ain't no damn charade. They'll kick you, then they'll piledrive you, and pin your shoulders to the mat! You better think quick before you have a heart attack. So lemme beat you, but you wanna beat me....
Chadwick and his gang enter the diner. They sit down and ring the bell for someone to take their order.
Cook: What do you guys want to eat?
Chadwick: We'll all take 5 #7's with Sprite. Thanks pal. Make sure not to "beat" the burgers to hard!
Gang: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
Cook: Right... are you guys like that Fab 5 Group... uh Queer Eye For The Straight Guy is their show name! Hahaha!
Chadwick: That wasn't funny Male Food Server.
The man snorts and turns around before going back to cooking. 20 Minutes Later, their done eating. The beat starts back up again and they kick away the chairs.
Chadwick: I'll just beat you, beat you, beat you, beat you. Dickie's gonna get defeated! Showin' how funky and strong is my fight I guess we'll find out that Dickie is wrong because he knows that I'm right! I'll beat him, beat him...
The Gang open the door and all laugh.
Cook: Hey! Your forget to pay for your freaking food!
Outside, their walking around snapping their fingers and crossing their legs as they walk. They come upon a group of 5, like themselves, waiting around by Garbage Cans in Blue Vests.
Chadwick: What are you names, punks?
Gang Member: We go by the names of "The 5 Dicks." Dick R., Dick F., Dick M., Dick Z., and myself, Dick E.
Chadwick: Dick.. E.... I know that name from somewhere.
Dick E.: Hey, your Chadwick, your taking on Dickie Chamone at Winter Frenzy this sunday in a Street Fight. I figured you'd come walking down these streets. I wanna get a few cheap shots in at you before the show...
Chadwick: Oh yeah? Well you wanna see whos bad? I'll show you whos bad!
The Gang Members all go face to face. Dick E. goes in his jacket pocket. Chadwick backs up as he slowly pulls out something. Its a C-D. He hands it to Dick Z. who pops it in a C-D Player. Music comes on and the Two Gangs back up into a Garage where they begin to dance.
Chadwick: You think your gonna beat me at my own game? I don't think so junior!
Chadwick comes closer and backslaps Dick E., and all the gangs ingage in a fight. Chadwick suplexes Dick E. threw a stack of tables, ending with him pinning him and one of his pals making the three count. Chadwick stands up and does a Michael Jackson like Spin, complete with a grab of the crotch and jumping in the air.
Chadwick: Dickie, I said it once and I'll say it again. This sunday, this will be your fate, and I'll once and for all show... whos bad?
Chadwick grabs his crotch again before swinging his way out of the garage, closely followed by his gang.[/b][/color]
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Post by Hercules on Jan 5, 2005 5:12:00 GMT 1
The scene opens with Bishop Pastor Deacon Dollar Bill in the pulpit of the Apostolic Missionary Baptist Catholic Church of Chicago. He stands tall in the pulpit in a dark red three piece suit and his signature Dobbs hat. As he watches Trix & Daisy collect the offering, the light shines off his platinum teeth as a devilish smile comes across his face. Simz is standing behind Dollar Bill, playfully flirting with one of the women in the congregation.
D.B.: CHUUUUUCCCCCCHHHHH!!!!!! I've got a horrible announcement to make, last week one of my associates found a conterfeit hundred dollar bill in one of my offering plates. A counterfeit bill IN ONE OF MY DAMN PLATES!!!!! And I know who the culprit is. C'mere brother Jones.
A skinny dark skined man slowly makes his way to the alter, his clothes are tattered and worn, his skin is very dry as he scratches like a junkie goin through withdrawal. Tears well up in his eyes as he approaches Dollar Bill.
Brother Jones: Bishop.... I... I
Dollar Bill picks up his platinum cane and hits Jones in the face with it, knocking out the few teeth he had left.
D.B.: Shut up bitch!!!! The Bible says "Will a man rob God? And if he does, beat the holy hell out of 'em."
SIMZ (whispering to D.B.): I don't think that's what it says....
D.B.: Shut up SIMZ. Take this fool to the back and lullabye his ass. Let this be a lesson to all ya'll, as the Good Book says "Playing wit my money is like playin wit my emotions."
SIMZ picks up Brother Jones unconscious body and takes him to the back.
D.B.: Speaking of emotions, I can't tell you the emotions I felt when I found out that not one person in the Blood Pack was on the card for Winter Frenzy. How pissed off I was when I was choosen as a lumber jack in a match I should be in. What type of shit is that? You expect me and the pack to sit quietly, watch a match and be good lil lumberjacks? Not a chance in hell. Everybody in the federation knows that we're gonna take it over & they're just itching ta get a piece of us, I'm pretty sure Stevo316 is. So, I guess this Shinn's idea of punishment to the Pack for our lil coming out party last week. So be it, but make no mistake about it Shinns, we ain't sittin quietly, don't be surprised if both participant of you're lil main event don't finish the match. As the Bible says " The race isn't given to the swift or to the strong, but to the baddest muthafucka on the block." And Shinn's, I'm that muthafucka. We taking over Shinns, it's only a matter a time, cause we are a pack bound by blood, and what God has put together let no man tear asunder.
At that time a gunshot echoes in the back of the church and SIMZ walks to the pulpit.
SIMZ: Blood is thicker than water, don't mess with the Blood Pack.
D.B.: Now pray bitches.
END PROMO -----------------
Shane Montez
Diddly Squat
Dickie Cha'Mone
The Insanity
Soundscream
Shinn's theory
Cactus
Soul Reaper
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Post by -JeNiFeR- on Jan 5, 2005 7:18:37 GMT 1
Shane Montez
Diddly Squat
Dickie Cha'Mone
The Insanity
Soundscream
Shinn's theory
Cactus
Soul Reaper
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Post by spaz on Jan 5, 2005 9:51:58 GMT 1
VOTES:
"Sensational Shooter" Shane Montez Diddly Squat Dickie Cha'mone The Insanity (Spaz & Red Ninja) (c) Trent Acid Shinn's Theory SoL Stare
PROMO TO BE WRITTEN AND POSTED BEFORE THE DEADLINE.
P.S. I LOVE CAPITALS, AND GOOD LUCK HEX AND ADDRYD.
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Post by Darth Peccatus on Jan 5, 2005 15:52:57 GMT 1
SINGLES MATCH - Rocky
SINGLES MATCH - Diddly Squat
SINGLES MATCH --- STREET FIGHT - Chadwick
TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH - The Insanity
SINGLES MATCH - Trent Acid
SINGLE MATCH --- SUBMISSION MATCH - Shinn's Theory
RAGE & INTERNATIONAL TITLE MATCH --- TRIPLE THREAT - Cactus
WORLD TITLE MATCH --- LUMBERJACK MATCH - Stare
I'll probably forget/not bother to promo, but if I have the time, something'll be up in the extra thread.
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Post by spaz on Jan 6, 2005 5:40:41 GMT 1
Promo Stylin'
As we cut back the screen is black untill suddenly 'you can't touch this' begins playing loudly in the arena. *Crowd cheer* Red and white lights flicker around the place as fireworks go off down each side of the aisle. The lighting returns to normal leaving Spaz standing in the middle of the ring wearing his gothic coat and his Tag Title over his shoulder as the crowd calms down. He walks over to the side of the ring and grabs a mic off the announcer.
Pacing slowly around the ring he begins to speak, "I'd like to welcome all the fans for coming tonight even though Red Ninja and I will have to apologise for our opponents this evening. They generally open the card but I thought kicking there arses infront of everybody here tonight ON PAY PER VIEW FOR THE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP TITLES! *Crowd cheer* (sounds like a better idea.")
*Crowd calms* "Sure I sound like a cunt, but these two little bitches started something they can't finish. They, like Essex took it apon themself to attack The Insanity only a few weeks ago when our backs were turned!"
'you can't touch this' hits as Diddly Squat and Red Ninja make there way to the ring. On sliding in they greet eachother with high fives. Spaz signals for the music to be cut and continues to speak, "I'd like to welcome the other members of THE BEST STABLE IN SPORTS ENTERTAINMENT!"
*Diddly and Ninj wave to the crowd as they roar the chant 'IN - SAN - ITY, IN - SAN - ITY, IN - SAN - ITY" while Spaz stands back laughing*
The crowd quites down as Spaz raises the mic to his lips, "Now... tonight... in this very ring. Will be one of the biggest jokes of a match you people will ever see. I mean, Ninj and I set this match up with Shinns to boost some ratings, to have the fans witness a real beating for their viewing pleasure!" *Crowd cheer*
Spaz continues to Speak, "I turn to the side of good and be a real fan favourite yet manage to get invloved in more shit than before. We have not been a popular stable since our rejoining with people attacking us left, right and centre just to get some attention in this federation, well you've got it. I've been thinking and it's all because of one thing... Fear. You think we're gunna take this shit lightly? Fuck No."
Spaz throws the mic to the ground as the boys begin walking up the ramp the camera fades to red
End Promotion
- apologise for those who didnt like the promo, i had a better one completed which took up over an hour of my time that i really enjoyed reading (which was very different to this posted promo) but i timed out as i pressed submit and i didnt click 'copy' like i normally do... ah well, go team!
- yeah, i tryed that wenchy. thanks for the advice though.
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Post by jessica on Jan 6, 2005 13:25:20 GMT 1
If you'll hit the back button, it usually takes (well it does me) back to what you were writing and its still there. Try it next time and see.
(Yeah, I know this iv for voting and promong only but its a word of advice to alll.)
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Post by Nation on Jan 6, 2005 18:00:15 GMT 1
TONIGHT'S CARD
SINGLES MATCH Rocky vs. "Sensational Shooter" Shane Montez (rocky's comeback match has to end in victory but this is possibly the best opening match ever in p2pw)
SINGLES MATCH Diddly Squat vs. Essex (my man, diddly)
SINGLES MATCH --- STREET FIGHT Chadwick vs. Dickie Cha'mone (i love dickie but i don't think his character would suit a win in this one so i'm going for chadwick-twisted logic i know)
TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH The Insanity (Spaz & Red Ninja) (c) vs. The Nephillim (Addryd & HeX) (spaz and red ninja-the greatest tag team march on)
SINGLES MATCH Soundscream vs. Trent Acid (tough one to call, i like both characters a lot but i'm going for soundscream, mainly because a loss would dent his character whereas trent wouldn't suffer as much from the loss and it sets up an interesting storyline within the decepticons. it'll be a great one though)
SINGLE MATCH --- SUBMISSION MATCH Shinn's Theory vs. Tyler "The Assassin" Stone (my fingers were ready to type shinns straight away but he doesn't need the win. the co-owner is over enough even if he loses. so i'm going for tyler stone. it'll help his character shit loads.)
RAGE & INTERNATIONAL TITLE MATCH --- TRIPLE THREAT (First fall is for the International Title, the Second Fall will be for the Rage Title) Nation(c) vs. Cactus vs. SoL (well it's obvious isn't it who i want to win. i want........cactus to win the I/N title! what? voting against yourself? are you fucking crazy? no it's the sanest choice. i've had the title for 8 months now i think and recently it hasn't been given the attention it deserves since i won the rage title. it's time for someone else to shine and i'd be happy if cactus was the one to do that. his recent storylines deserve to rewarded with some gold. so sayeth the greatest ever international champion.
WORLD TITLE MATCH --- LUMBERJACK MATCH Soul Reaper (c) vs. Stare Lumberjacks - Aladdin, Simz, Bishop Pastor Deacon Dollar Bill, Vegeta, Wolverine, Chilly Willy, Stevo 316, Rota Grade, De'Si Nidea, Starcrunch, Mastadon, and Hellspawn (again tough one to call. but as with the shinns/tyler stone match, stare doesn't need the win and another reign as champion (albeit a very short one last time), as general manager he's over enough without it. so i'm going for reaper.
promo to follow......
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Post by Cactus on Jan 7, 2005 14:30:07 GMT 1
The Zeroin flickers to life with the words recorded earlier across the bottom. We are treated to a shot of an airport terminal showing the flights that have landed.
The camera pans around and fixes on a man standing off from the crowd watching the new arrivals, the camera zooms in and we see that the man away from the crowd is Cactus.
The camera zooms back out and focuses on one of the new arrivals, we see SoL stride confidently through the throng of people with his sunglasses pushed up on his head.
A few fans go up to the new breed for an autograph but he sneers at the youngsters and continues on his way.
Cactus voice over“So SoL made it in on time, but tonight at winter frenzy he will wish he never got of the plane. Tonight, if he is lucky the new breed will be back here ready to fly of to another state for another show. Only if he is lucky because tonight I will show the new breed how to beat Nation. The last time they met it ended in a stalemate, they could not get one up on each other.
That will all change tonight when the bell sounds to declare the winner of the first fall and new International Champion, it will be my arm raised in victory and SoL will look at Nations battered and bruised body, then down at his own disfigured form and see me with the belt he will despair. Not because he will have lost his shot at the IN belt, no no no, he will realise that there is another fall left in the match and we will have do it all over again.”<br> The scene speeds up and the people coming and going in the airport go about their business at breakneck speeds, we see planes take off and land.
Then the camera freezes on the arrivals screen Flight 274B from London fills the screen and the camera pans back in on Cactus skulking in the shadows before zooming back out to the new arrivals getting off the plane.
Cactus voice over“ I knew it! Nation does not have the balls to face me again, he is resigned to the fact that tonight he will lose both of his belts and that there is not a damm thing he can about it.
He has the chance to go out in a blaze of glory and maybe even keep one of his belts but no, he would rather go out with a whimper than with a bang.
He knows that I am the only competitor on the whole roster who holds the key to him losing his belts. He has been in the ring with some of the great superstars in the P2PW.
Rocky could not get the job done, Mastadon tried, tried, and tried again but he could not get the 1,2,3.
SoL was the only one who saw a chink in Nation’s armour but the be all and end all of it was he could not get the job done either.
Then in a house show he pulled my name out of the hat and I had him running scared before the bell even rang.
Nation knows of my reputation back in the UK, he knows my name will make rookies walk out of an arena if they see they are facing me.
So tonight it appears that rather than face me again and see me standing triumphant while he fights to draw breath. He has decided to stay at home and let SoL and me fight like the men we are, not a coward like Nation.”<br> The camera stays on Cactus as he walks out of the shadows towards the carpark, a few fans recognise him but unlike SoL they keep their distance. No one runs up for a photo or an autograph. They just leave Cactus well alone.
The Zeroin fades back to black.
We cut away for a commercial break
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Post by SoL on Jan 7, 2005 19:06:06 GMT 1
camera cuts in on the official WINTER FRENZY press conference
P2PW Official: alright coming up next we have SoL, keeper of the rage title. camera lights flash all over the place as SoL makes his way to the podium, wearing his trademark gucci shades, "NEW BREED COMETH" shirt and the rage title drapped over his shoulder.
P2PW Official: OK the floor is now open for SoL to take a few questions....
reporter 1: SoL, how did you come about forming an alliance with cactus, and are you two going to be on the same page in tonight's match?
SoL: first off there WAS an alliance between cactus and i, but instead sticking with the plan that would've left gold on both of our waist, that greedy bastard decided he wanted it all. now he will get nothing!
reporter 1: So you're saying there's no alliance.
SoL: yeah man, you hard of hearing? no alliance. the new breed should've known better than to try to work with a man who's biggest accomplishment was earning his GED in prison while awaiting the results of his trial! that's why criminals never get anywhere, they get to greedy and in the end it all comes tumbling down. besides, it wasn't much of a team anyway, you all saw what got the 1, 2, 3 in the tag match at blitz, the FINAL SoL-LUTION...next question.
reporter 2: SoL, why do you insist on parading around town with nation's rage title, you did not pin him so the title does NOT belong to you! SoL frowns, takes off his glasses and stares directly at reporter 2.
SoL: whoa, whoa, whoa...easy there tubby, don't be raising your voice at the new breed in front of all these people! now i'll answer your idiotic question, a question that was answered weeks ago, because it's obvious you're new around here. in a match as important as a rage title match the people don't want to see a draw, they want to see a winner and a loser. now i give nation all the credit in the world, he stretched the new breed to the limit, it was a well fought match, but when the ref called the match after finishing the 10-count, he left the fate of the rage title in the hands of the judges...
reporter 2: what judges?
SoL: the judges that had the new breed clearly ahead on points! it wasn't even close, move by move, minute by minute, i outscored and outclassed nation! don't get me wrong, i didn't want to win the title that way, but the ref left me no choice. so if you wanna blame someone, blame the ref for calling the match! next question!
reporter 3: nation hasn't been himself lately, no one is certain what he's capable of doing in that ring tonight, are you at all worried about nation being a loose cannon in the ring tonight?
SoL: worried, please, the guy hasn't even been seen in weeks! hell, i'm not even sure if he's gonna show up tonight at all! i'll tell you what it is, he's scared, scared because he knows he can't beat the new breed...so rather than come face me like man he's gonna plead insanity so he can have an excuse to go run and hide! next question, you with the oversized coat, dark glasses and fake mustache.
reporter 4: new breed you look more on top of your game than ever, i mean i've never seen a P2PW superstar look so prepared for a match. you are obviously in tip top shape, what did you do to prepare for this match?
SoL: finally an intelligent question...instead of me telling you all about my work out regimine why don't i show you, it just so happens that donnie tarantino is filming a documentry about my upcoming match, cleverly titled "CUANDO NOSTOROS ERAMOS REYES!" luckily for all of you i happen to have exclusive clips of this documentry that will shatter the box office records set by farenhiet 911! donnie if you will! reporter 4 takes off the oversized coat, glasses and mustache to reveal donnie tarantino posing as a reporter.
donnie tarantino: this documentry is gonna make you fuck machines as soft as bubble yum. you're gonna be gettin' serisous dick action from this documentry, you're gonna be feelin' pain you ain't felt since forever. PAIN. when this documentry fucks you, it's gonna hurt. it's gonna hurt like the first time. the pain will remind you fuck matchines what is was like to be a virgin...hence, "Like a Virgin." everyone in the room is quiet, looking around at each other with confused looks on their faces...SoL uncomfortable chuckles and smiles.
SoL:...ye...yeah....anyhow, without further ado, an exclusive preview of "CUANDO NOSOTROS ERAMOS REYES!"
"big payback" by james brown plays in the background as the screen shows clips of SoL hitting a punching bag that donnie tarantino is holding, after a flurry of punches donnie is launched to the ground, SoL hurries over to help him up....screen cuts to footage of SoL in the ring with two overly obese men, one wearing a shirt that reads "CACTUS" and another that reads "NATION." SoL drills them both with consecutive jungle kicks, donnie tarantino, dressed as a ref, comes in and over dramatically counts as SoL pins them. SoL gets up like he's been in a grueling match, donnie raises his hand and the two start hugging and celebrating like SoL just won the superbowl...screen cuts to SoL jogging with donnie running along side him holding a boom mic. SoL is stopped by a group of kids asking for him to sign an autograph, he grudgingly takes their stuff to sign it when a hot blonde in a tight sweat suit passes them up, without handing the kids back their stuff SoL starts jogging after her, donnie follows...screen cuts to the "CUANDO NOSOTROS ERAMOS REYES" "coming soon" graphic fades to black.
SoL: MAGNIFICENT! HISTORY IN THE MAKING! as you all can see i trained very hard for this match, and i will, come out on top! everybody, give it up for donnie tarantino, hardest working man in hollyhood!!! SoL smiles and starts clapping as donnie stands up to recieve his praise, but SoL is the only one clapping...donnie slumps down as another reporter has a question.[/b]
reporter 5: alright SoL, let's be real. you come out here with your big smiles, your jokes, your movie plugs, but the bottom line is tonight you're gonna be in the ring with a man who you've tormented, stolen from, and mocked for weeks, he isn't gonna be in a lighthearted mood. and in the other corner you'll be facing an alleged killer! what makes you think that you have what it takes to walk out of their with one title, let alone two? SoL's smile turns into a serious face, he puts his shades back on and sits up.[/b]
SoL: because i'm better than nation and i'm better than cactus and they BOTH know it. sure i come out here and have a good time with you reporters, i party it up vip style in every city i go, i do movies, i live the life. but when i step into that ring, it's all business. when i step into the arena and i draw the heat from the crowd and soak it in i feel truely at home. and once i'm inside the squared circle and that bell rings it doesn't matter who my opponent is, i have no fear because there isn't a competitor on this earth that's on my level. tonight at winter frenzy you all will become believers, because TONIGHT, THE NEW BREED COMETH! LEARN IT, LIVE IT...LOVE IT. SoL knocks over the mic on the podium and intensley walks out of the room.[/b]
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Post by "Black Label" Sean Patterson on Jan 7, 2005 19:17:02 GMT 1
The Zeroin flicks on. We see Addryd looking off camera, smoking a cigarette. The camera pans out to show Addryd is standing with Kacey Garcia, who has a microphone in her hand. Addryd continues to look off camera, taking a drag of his cigarette, as Kacey begins to speak.
Kacey : Well, we’re here – P2PW Winter Frenzy, one of the biggest nights in the P2P calendar. Titles, pride and a whole lot more will be on the line tonight and for Addryd and his cohort HeX, who challenge P2PW Tag Team champions Spaz and Red Ninja for the titles in what will be Addryd’s first title shot and HeX’s in-ring debut. I’m here with Addryd right now. Addryd, firstly what are your feelings on tonight’s big match ?
Addryd : …..
Addryd just continues to stare off camera, ignoring Kacey completely. There is an awkward silence for several seconds. Anxiously, Kacey begins to try and catch Addryd’s attention.
Kacey : Addryd ? …. Addryd ?
Addryd takes one last drag of his cigarette and flicks it off camera and looks coldly at Kacey.
Addryd : What ? What do you want ?
Kacey : I … I wanted to hear your feelings on your match tonight ?
Addryd begins to look angry and begins to move in on Kacey, who begins to back away.
Addryd : Oh, really ? Why ?
Kacey : Be …. Be … be …<br> Addryd : What’s the matter, Kacey ? I’ll tell you, if you stop trying to escape. There’s no point in running, because in the end …<br> Suddenly, Kacey stops as a pair of hands grab her around each bicep from behind her. She shrieks and jumps as she is stopped. The camera pans out to see that it is HeX who has taken hold of Kacey. HeX tightens his grip with a grin as Kacey begins to squirm and try and get free. Addryd tilts his face in close to Kacey’s.
Addryd : Each of you will have to lean your foreheads to our Kiss of Death. The Demise begins here tonight. You want to ask foolish questions, Ms. Garcia, about how The Nephillim ‘feel’ about our opponents Spaz and Red Ninja ? I’ll tell you this free of charge. The Nephillim don’t feel – we sense. Feeling is a purely lower-plain reaction to a situation that is entirely secondary to them, they imagine it; nothing more than a chemical reaction in their head that makes them naïve and vulnerable. To sense something is another matter. Sensing is being in tune with your surroundings instinctually; not so much feeling as knowing. So before we answer any of your questions, you’re going to have to stop being so ignorant and dull-witted in your asking. Rephrase yourself.
Kacey : Let go of me.
Addryd : Rephrase your question, Ms. Garcia.
Once again, Kacey tries to wriggle free of HeX’s grip, but his fingers remain unmoved and locked around her small arms. Reluctantly, she gives in to Addryd’s request.
Kacey : Alright, alright. What do you … sense about your Tag Title match tonight ?
Addryd smiles and mockingly pats Kacey on her head as if she were a dog that had followed an order.
Addryd : There’s a good little bitch. Was that really so hard to do ? And now that you’ve finally decided to grace us with something close to an intelligent question, although be it from that sordid mouth of yours of which I am sure many foul and uncleansed male sexual organs have earth wile probed, I shall grace … no, honor you with an answer as filthy and intellectually decadent to match, as this is what The Nephillim preaches and so it shall be told. Earlier on this evening, those three slack-jawed, moronic troglodytes in The Stupidity dealt me a small taste of childish humility. I sense it is only fair that I find the time to return the favour, except around here its grown-up time and we serve humility well-done, with a side order of physical and mental anguish. You treat your lives as if its one big joke, careless and free-spirited … fools. You almost put angels like us out of the job with that imbecilic nature of yours. Fortunately, although the mind is carefree, the soul is bound to its own immortality and the never-ending cycle of life which inevitably damns you all. That is why the souls and the Tag Team title belts of Spaz and Red Ninja are of particular interest to HeX and I. After we destroy your bodies and bring around the end of your livelihoods, the soul remains – but we wish to claim those too. To be honest, we prefer do-gooders to dopey stoner types. The souls are so much purer and hence, the challenge and reward are much greater and, unlike the choice of to simply hand over the belts like I requested earlier this evening, corruption of their souls shall be mandatory, as will be the same for anyone else we choose. And, by the look on HeX’s face right now, I think he’d like to corrupt you a little, Ms. Garcia.
HeX smiles and lets go of Kacey Garcia. She looks shaken and worried. HeX begins to advance on her, smiling all the while and stroking his chin, scanning over her petite body. In desperation, she tries to run, but HeX pushes her into Addryd’s arms. Addryd holds her still, brushing back her hair. He smells her neck and whispers into her ear.
Addryd : I thought I told you, running is futile. If not now, we’ll get you eventually, mon cherie. The Nephillim always get what they want, and have done since the time before Genesis. Later on, Spaz and Red Ninja will experience this for themselves. Their souls and titles are as good as ours already. They’ve practically handed them over to us without lifting having to lift one digit. They take their positions as P2PW Tag Team champions for granted, thus indulging themselves -much to our pleasure, I might add – to unadulterated pride and ignorance. Tonight is easy pickings for the vultures. They have sullied and pissed away this title reign and are still completely oblivious to the fact that they play themselves into the hands of degradation with such reckless uncaring for their own well-being. But it is of no worry to us, for by the end of the night, the P2PW will have crowned new tag team champions and the souls of Spaz and Red Ninja shall be the second and third names to be chalked up.
Kacey : And the first … ?
Addryd : Isn’t that one obvious ? I don’t know, HeX. Why is it always the pretty ones that are so damn dumb ?
HeX : I don’t mind if they’re dumb, Bro. They all scream the same.
Addryd : My philosopher.! She’s all yours …<br> HeX : Don’t mind if I do.
HeX moves in a little further, but as he does Kacey somehow gets free of Addryd and ducks HeX’s lunge and begins to run off. HeX looks confused and Addryd looks quite angry. They pause for a second and watch Kacey run off. Addryd looks up at HeX.
Addryd : You’ve seen those animal shows on TV right ?
HeX : What, you mean the ones where you get to see monkeys doing it and stuff ?
Addryd : Kind of … I’m thinking more along the lines of ones about lions.
HeX : Yeah, what about them ?
Addryd : The lion always gets the antelope. Let’s get the little bitch.
Addryd and HeX then begin to sprint after Kacey, who hasn’t got very far away from the two as she is wearing heels. She sees the two dark figures chasing her like a pair of phantoms and lets out a cry. She stops momentarily to remove her shoes, but sees that they are getting even closer, so she just leaves them. She takes off again, this time with a little more speed and less awkwardness in her strides eventually disappearing around a corner. As The Nephillim reach the corner, there is a sudden and loud noise, followed by a scream of pain. Addryd and HeX look at each other. Addryd raises his eyebrow at HeX. HeX merely shrugs. They then turn around the corner to inspect the goings-on. When they do, they see P2PW newcomer Jessica stood over a fallen Kacey Garcia, who is holding her arm and writhing. She flashes a smile at Addryd and HeX, who look pretty confused. Jessica steps forward with an extended hand. She shakes Addryd’s hand as she introduces herself.
Jessica : Good evening, gentlemen. My name is Jessica.
Addryd : This is HeX. I’m Addr …<br> Jessica : Yes, I’m quite familiar with you both. I’ve been doing some research.
HeX : Oh really ? I also see you did quite a number on my prey there.
Jessica : Well, I’m sorry that you wanted the kill, but she should have looked where she was going ! Besides, she’s still conscious … kind of.
HeX : So I see. Come on, deary – get up !
HeX kneels down and lifts up Kacey, slinging her over his shoulder in a fireman carry. Still in a lot of pain, she puts up a minimal fuss. He gives her a slap on the behind and smiles.
HeX : Tenderness … pfff !
Addryd : Ha ! So, Jessica. What can we do for you ?
Jessica : I think we may be able to help each other out.
Addryd : Is that so ?
Jessica : I sense so, yes.
Addryd : Hmm … what is it you have in mind, my sweet ?
Jessica : Not here. Walk with me, gents.
HeX : Oo … can I bring my new friend here ?
Jessica : Sure thing, Hexxy baby. I’m sure she’ll have some fun. Follow me …<br> Jessica walks off in front of Addryd and HeX. HeX glances at Addryd, who looks back at HeX. They both in unison proceed to stare at Jessica’s ass. They smile and then follow her as they walk off camera and the Zeroin fades to black.
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Post by Nation on Jan 7, 2005 20:28:02 GMT 1
PROMO
VOICE-OVER- I'm broken. I've lost everything. Family. Friends. Titles. Respect. All gone.
The camera fades back in and we're in a huge, deserted ball room. At the end of the room, across the vast dancefloor, there is a bar. The bar is deserted except for the barman behind the counter, polishing a glass and a figure slumped on a stool. The camera slowly zooms in on this figure and we see that it's NATION. He's nursing a large glass of whiskey, which he keeps topping up with the half empty bottle standing on the bar next to him. NATION looks dishevelled. Unshaven. Red, blood-shot eyes. He looks like he hasn't slept in days. It looks like the drink and lack of sleep has got to him.
NATION stares blankly ahead, only moving to take another shot of whiskey. The sound of the glass slamming against the bar echoing in the vastness of the room. NATION goes to take another shot when a big hand pats him on the back, the force of it sends the glass flying. The barman looks up at NATION, then goes back to cleaning glasses. NATION, turns around furiously. Anger in his eyes. He turns around and is greeted by a big smiling man. The man is wearing an expensive looking cream suit, big, dark sunglasses, a lot of gold jewellery and is chewing on a fat Monte Cristo cigar.
MYSTERY MAN- Hey kid! I've been looking for you everywhere. The boss told me I might find you here. And here you are....Say, this is a nice place. Classy.
The MYSTERY MAN exhales, blowing cigar smoke into the air. NATION stares back at the mystery man in shock and amazement.
The mystery man bursts out laughing. A big, hearty gut laugh. NATION just stares open mouthed.
MYSTERY MAN- We've been watching you for awhile now. Damn, you're good. Not great, but the potential to be great is there. We'll all know it.
NATION (sadly turns away) -Not any more.
MYSTERY MAN- First things first, kid. Lighten up on yourself. We've all hit bad patches. Damn, I can't remember a time when I wasn't hitting them. But you rise above it and fight on. Family will always sort itself out as long as there is love there. Friends come and go. But the good ones always come back. Titles? No-one's champion forever. It's all about the mark you leave while you're champ that matters. I've seen hundreds of champions of all kinds come and go but history only remembers the ones that went above and beyond when it comes to keeping that belt. You've done that, kid. Maybe today is the day that you lose the title of champion but you'll never be forgotten. You've done too much for that to happen. Win or lose, you'll always be a champion in people's eyes. Walk away and you will be a failure. Look, I can't tell ya what to do. You have to find your own answers but I know you won't find them in a slug of booze. Some of us have found that out the hard way, kid.
The MYSTERY MAN puts a big arm around NATION.
MYSTERY MAN- You're gonna be given a choice very soon. The wheels are turning on this one. You're too valuable to too many people. One side may not seem to appreciate you. But they do. They've got all their hopes on you. You just don't know it yet. The other side don't need you. They just want you for the sake of it. It's up to you to find out who belongs on which side. Find that out and everything will be okay, kid.
The door of the ball-room swings open, NATION turns around. The MYSTERY MAN has disappeared but a large figure stands silhouetted in the doorway. NATION turns back around to the bar, shaking his head slightly. The camera follows the striding foot-steps across the floor, towards the bar.
DA MAN sits on the stool next to NATION. He's wearing a designer suit. NATION looks him up and down.
NATION- So how's the corporation?
DA MAN lets out a faint laugh.
DA MAN- How have you been, bro? You look like shit. Look. I'll be straight with you. SHINNS sent me to find you. They need you back for the PPV tonight. They've got a lot riding on your match.
NATION (sighs) - Yeah, I know.
DA MAN- But then seeing you now I think after all you've done for them, this is how they repay you.
NATION looks at DA MAN, slightly confused.
NATION- What do you mean?
DA MAN- Bro, you're a wreck. They've turned you into this.
NATION- No....
DA MAN- Yes! All along they've tried to pull the rug from under you from the very first second you arrived here. (DA MAN points to a scar on NATION's head) That from SHINNS when he hit you from behind with the WORLD title. You're first match at WRESTLEFEVER against GAZ and EVENFLOW. You had that match won from the start but no! STARE had to prove that he's above everyone because he's pissed off with EVENFLOW and takes him out ordering you and GAZ to pin him. All because the P2PW office feels like it. You finally get your shot at the INTERNATIONAL title. The shot you earned. So what happens? The co-owner ROCKY hasn't got a title so they put him into the equation. Why? Because they can and they did. There was no way you were meant to win that match. But you did. You proved you were one of the best. The longest unbeaten run in P2PW history. So the office realise they've got one of the brightest stars the wrestling world has ever seen. What do they do? They try and bury you. Why? Because you came here because of me. You're not one of them. That's why I got shafted over the title shot with REAPER. I'm not one of them. So they had to bury me. They refused to have me as their champion but it's their loss. Look, I'll prove it to you. How many title shots have you had at the big one? None. How many has CACTUS had? More than you and me combined. Hell, he murders KAOS in the middle of the ring and is awarded with a title shot! Does that make sense to you?!
NATION slowly shakes his head.
DA MAN- No, it doesn't. STARE'S back 5 minutes and he's got a title shot already. Coincidence? They just push us through the curtain to make the fans happy. To sell t-shirts. We deserve better recognition than that. Yeah, you've won the RAGE title. But you weren't supposed to. There was no way you would beat ROCKY one on one. But you did. And they've panicked. They don't want to give you a shot at the big one but how can they look the fans in the eyes and stop you? They drag out SOL. They drag out that sick bastard, CACTUS. They let the ego and the madman run wild on you and offer you or your family no protection, knowing what both those animals can do. Why? Because they don't want to help you. They want to bury you. Like they tried to do to me.
DA MAN sighs and looks sadly at the man who used to be his fellow OUTSIDER.
DA MAN- Listen, bro. Do you remember why you came to P2PW? You came to bring back who I really was instead of that joke you were watching on your t.v. Well guess what? You did it. The monster's running the show in the biggest federation in the world. The WWE. I'm here to return the favour. I'm saving you. Come join me. Here's his card, he's asked you to ring him personally.
NATION looks down at the business card. It reads MR VINCE MCMAHON, CHAIRMAN.
DA MAN- Forget your match tonight. Forget the P2PW. Just meet me tomorrow. I'll take you to RAW. Think about it and ring me tomorrow.
DA MAN gets up and pats NATION on the back.
DA MAN- Stay safe, bro. Do the smart thing.
DA MAN walks out the bar and into the sunlight.
NATION stares at his drink and goes to knock it back when a gruff voice appears beside him.
MYSTERY MAN- Before you drink that can I ask you one thing?
NATION smiles ands nods his head.
MYSTERY MAN- What would I do if I was in your shoes?
NATION looks visibly stunned. He looks back at the glass and pushes it away from him across the bar.
NATION- You'd pull yourself up and go and get your life back.
MYSTERY MAN- Damn straight, kid! So what are you going to do?
NATION looks at the business card. It's all he ever hoped and dreamed for. He rips the card up into four pieces and lets the pieces float to the floor.
NATION- Go and defend my titles.
MYSTERY MAN- THAT'S THE SPIRIT, KID!
NATION gets up and shakes the hand of the mystery man.
NATION- Thanks Mr. Blassie.
CLASSY FREDDIE- Call me Freddie, kid. And remember we've got high hopes for you.
NATION- I will.
NATION walks towards to exit. Before he opens the door he turns around to the bar and CLASSY FREDDIE has disappeared. NATION smiles to himself and walks out into the daylight.
END PROMO
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Post by soulreaper on Jan 7, 2005 20:30:09 GMT 1
Zeroin fills with static.. a bell tolls and we see Reaper staning in a bell tower of an old abandon church. The night looks cold and dark. Candles fill the tower and the huge bell can be seen in the background
"Many months have passed since I was first brought to this company by Rocky. I've seen many things, I've accoplished more than most people would have thought, but one thing has never changed... Stare. Stare, you have been in constant fear of me ever since you saw me back in that Avalon company. Where has the time gone? Sweet memories aren't they, old friend? I'm sure remember that old place don't you? You should, you were crowned champion there, but I was the one that took down the favorites, it was I that destroyed the heroes, you just sat there with your belt, and took on the rookies. Time progressed, and you opened your own company... this company.
You knew what I was capable of, so you were scared that if you offered me a spot on your roster, then you would one day have to answer to me. You neglected to offer me a job, but Rocky, on the other hand invited me with open arms. You remember what happened when I arrived, how could you not, you had awhile to think about it in that hospital bed. Then you came back, never once thought of coming after me. You knew the outcome then, it shall be no different now. The outcome would have resulted had you done the stand up thing and defended this belt after you won it at WrestleFever, but no, you took the low road. You quit, dropped the belt, and went home. You knew I was first in line for you, Stare, but you were scared.
That left me waiting for months to get my rightful shot at the title. Then the day came, and I was the victor, just like I proclaimed. What happened after that is sheer and utter domination. Everybody that came after this title, was destroyed. Every contender fell to my hand. Nothing could stop me, meanwhile you came back, and then I had this great plan. I had this little company in my hands, and nobody knew the wiser. P2PW also had plans. So I figured, why not work with them. The OGIF sold over to the P2PW, for quite a hefty sum of money too, I might add. They wanted Blitz, I knew they'd give it to you... filling your head with praise, making that ego grow. Your ego is what makes you want this belt again, and your ego pushed that fear to the back burner.
You see, Stare, it is I that manipulates things. Manipulate things into my hands. I wanted to exact my revenge on you for leaving this company and delaying my world title reign. It was I that sold the OGIF to this company, and since then the chips have fallen into place nicely. You were the first guy they picked to run Blitz, your ego swoll again, and you want my belt. Well I want your head. You've ducked me everywhere you've held gold, Stare. And now the time has come to answer to Death.
Winter Frenzy shall be your final resting place. Your soul shall finally be mine, and the last thing you'll here is..."
the bell tolls
"1"
the bells tolls again
"2"
and the bells tolls one last time
"3!"
Soul Reaper takes down his hood and stares out from Zeroin
Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust, Your Soul is Mine!
Death has come, and you can't run this time!"
Reaper laughes maliciously and walks down the stairs of the belltower. The candles all go out simultaneously and the Bell tolls again the scene cuts back to the P2PW logo.
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Post by soulreaper on Jan 7, 2005 20:33:48 GMT 1
Rocky
SINGLES MATCH Diddly Squat
SINGLES MATCH --- STREET FIGHT Chadwick
TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH The Nephillim (Addryd & HeX)
SINGLES MATCH Soundscream
SINGLE MATCH --- SUBMISSION MATCH Shinn's Theory
RAGE & INTERNATIONAL TITLE MATCH --- TRIPLE THREAT SoL
WORLD TITLE MATCH --- LUMBERJACK MATCH Soul Reaper
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