Supershow - Preview, Promos, & Voting

[Trent Matsunoshin]

TONIGHT'S MATCHES

SINGLE MATCH
ChadClassic

TAG TEAM MATCH
MVP-Don & Trent Acid

MAIN EVENT
The Tie-Breaker: SINGLES MATCH
(Match Stipulation will be added right before the match begins)
Rocky

[stevo316]

SINGLE MATCH
JT Blade

TAG TEAM MATCH
Deathrow

MAIN EVENT
The Tie-Breaker: SINGLES MATCH
(Match Stipulation will be added right before the match begins)
Rocky

[Cactus]

The Zeroin flickers then comes up to a black screen, the crowd look on in confusion. All of a sudden O’Fortuna starts to play softly in the background. The crowd begin to boo loudly but there is no sign of the lone wolf.

The music starts to fade till it is barely audible, then like a needle being scratched along the record a gruff English voice cuts in.


Cactus“For too long I have been in the light, trying to win the fans back over and I thought at WrestleFever2 once I had gold around my waist once again that the fans would forgive my past and let me move towards the future and fully into the light.

The fans again start to boo and a small Kaos chant begins. The chant is punctuated with “killer” “murderer”.

I then realised that I do not belong in the light, I have always walked the path of the dark. So tonight, no more trying to win you imbeciles over, I will be my own man. You people proved that Deathrow is universally disliked here in the P2PW.

Well I got news for you, we don’t like either. When E2 was tapping out to the crossface, you did not see a man giving you his all, all you people cared about is that “the classic-stones” had won. It was at that moment that I knew you people would never forgive and forget.

A match flares in the screen and a small candle is lit. It throws numerous shadows around the room and shows a dull outline of Cactus face as he contiues speaking.

It was then that I realised that the fans don’t give a shit about me, or the rest of my stablemates, so tonight will the dawn of a new era. No longer will we “toe the line” no longer will we abide by the rules. Tonight it will not be a new dawn, it will be a new night.

The crowd are quiet now, they don’t know what to make of this.

Tonight Funamie and myself face the former champs, two men against a wolf, and a woman. Now although both MVP-Don and Trent are bitches I will be dammed if I let them hit a woman.

Tonight I face a former friend for the 3rd time in a month and I honestly think I have the better of him, he knows it, the fans know it, his partner knows it, hell even his mother knows it. Now Mick, we go way back and a small part of me is upset that once again I need to punish you, to make you bleed, to add another scar to your collection, but we need to beat you down, not only to show these punks in the arena that Deathrow is the best Stable in the P2PW but also to prove that any combination of us is worthy of being tag team champions.

The arena is quite, the cant believe the intensity that Cactus is showing, a few fans holding up anti Deathrow signs are starting to look a little scared.

Now Trent Acid, You I have a special kind of pain for, its thanks to you that I lost the world title. Do you remember? Shane Montaz and I were the last two left in a 6-man ladder match for the title. Then you decided to make your entrance. You rigged the ring to fall while we are on the ladder, all I remember about that night is as Shane was celebrating winning the title all I could see on the Zeroin were the words “BOMBS CAUSE EXTINCTION” I vowed on that day that I would get my hands on the man who done that to me. That day is today, this time I don’t need to worry about winning titles, I don’t need to worry about obeying the rules. All I need to know is that the wolf smells blood and its time to go hunting.

But don’t worry, as I leave your bruised, battered, and bloody bodies in the ring I will place to pieces of silver on both of your bodies, this is to pay the ferryman so you can cross the river Styx and atone for the lives you have lived.

I don’t need to atone for anything I am going to hell, I know this and it is now your problem. For how do you control a man who is living on borrowed time?

Bang! Bang!

As he breathes out Cactus blows out the candle and O’Fortuna starts to play again in the background, a door is heard opening and a brief shard of light shows that Cactus has gone back to inhabiting the boiler-room!

[Cole Slocum]

J.T. Blade
Deathrow
Soul Reaper

[stocko]

The Zeroin flickers then comes up to a black screen, the crowd look on in confusion. All of a sudden O’Fortuna starts to play softly in the background. The crowd begin to boo loudly but there is no sign of the lone wolf coming out.

A voice starts to speak over the nasty cat-like tune that is CACTUS' entrance song.

VOICE Anyone else hate this song?

The crowd explode when they realise who's voice it is, a huge chant of M-V-P, M-V-P starts up

Its a whiny, nasty little bit of music, so technically it is perfect for the man, and I use the term loosely, that it belongs to, so please stop the racket and play MY music.

CROSS THA LINE hits and MVP-DON enters through the curtain, microphone in one hand and a chair in the other, but no tag belt, to a rapturous reception

As you people know, TRENT and myself are not the tag champs anymore, thanks in no small part to DEATHROW, I never thought a man a big as E2 would tap like a little girl.

A you tapped out chant can be heard around the arena

Save your chants for the match, E2 is at home resting his sore arm, or shoulder or elbow but most likely his sore wrist.

Tonight me and TRENT will face off against the two remaining members of DEATHROW, and I will make y'all a promise that we will not lose tonight, we will beat DEATHROW and go on to regain our belts from THE CLASSIC STONES, nice name that boys.

However, I am getting ahead of myself, me and TRENT will not under-estimate our opponents and we will go out there 100% focussed.

Now MILES, I heard you come out here earlier and run ya mouth, rambling on about this and that, one thing that did amuse me was the part about me and TRENT being bitches and how you would not let us hit your partner, one question I have about that, what are you going to do to stop us, picture this, TRENT has you in the corner of the ring, beating the snot out of you, how are you going to stop me bitchslapping FUNAMIE? HOW, CACTUS, HOW?

Thats the fun part, you're not going to stop us, she is part of this match and I will beat her down when she gets to the ring.

MVP has been pacing around the ring, chair in hand, whilst addressing his opponents, he finally enters the ring and sits down on the chair

And after I am done beating her down and TRENT is done beating you down, we will swap and I will beat you down for a while.

You seem to have an issue with TRENT, once again MILES, you bring up the past, something that happened well over 1 year ago when SHANEMONTEZ whooped your scrawney ass for the heavyweight title in the 6 man ladder match, I was in that match to son and I remember things just a little differently, SHANE would have got the belt anyway, so dont go blaming other people for your mistakes son, its not very manly, it makes you sound like a crying bitch.

I used to have issues with TRENT, remember MILES, me and TRENT used to despise each other, but we are both mature enough to forget about the past and get on with things, something you are unable to grasp.

You go on about killing KAOS, you go on about the ladder match, live for now MILES, forget about things that happened years ago, its no wonder you dont have any real friends if you live like you do, blaming everyone else for your fuck ups, get a grip son.

Speaking of getting a grip, TRENT and myself will be getting a grip of you and that slut of a partner of yours and after we are through kicking your asses we will than get our rightful rematch for the tag belts, so CLASSIC-STONES, keep an eye on the match tonight because you will need to scount me and TRENT very carefully, because if we get you in a normal tag match, we will beat you and we will regain our belts.

MVP throws down the microphone and hops through the crowd to the back

end promo, apologies for the edit, i think i hip post instead of preview, my bad

[Amie]

Funamie Promo (for Deathrow v. Trent & MVP Don)

Backstage at the P2PW Supershow, Funamie walks down a white hallway in the backstage area. She walks with confidence, her short, black skirt swaying from side to side, as she has not yet donned her wrestling gear..

Funamie’s dark, black Asiatic hair trails in the mild wind behind her. The confident look in her eyes, unmistakable. This woman is determined to make a point tonight.

The heartbreaking loss to Spackle a few weeks back for the coveted final spot in the Number One Contender’s Battle Royal at Wrestlfever 2 still agitated her heart. But that resentment, that bottled anger was the fuel she needed for the affair that lied ahead. Deathrow has a new identity.

Funamie continued her confident stride as P2PW World Heavyweight Champion Nation approached. The cheers that filled the arena could be heard backstage. The Champ opened his mouth as if to stay something, but Funamie walked right by. Not even making eye contact to acknowledge the new champion. Nation’s like whatthefuck?

As the lady of the evening continued down the corridor, Shinns Theory approached from the opposite end. Cheers could be heard from the hungry audience as Shinns Theory made his way into the view.

His masculine silhouette becoming an image of a person, as Funamie got closer and got a look at the real deal. Shinns Theory carried the Undisputed Internet Championship on his bulky right shoulder with pride and esteem. The two came to full stop once they crossed each other’s paths, with Shinns towering over the newbie, and the title glistening in the light.

Funamie’s eyes browsed to the Undisputed Championship belt. She then looked back into Shinns Theory’s eyes and then smirked. Looking at him and then back at the title in a manner that suggested he was keeping it warm for someone else. Someone from the past.

Shinns and Funamie stared each other down. Neither showed a hint of fear as they locked eyes and held their ground. Suddenly, Shinns Theory did the proper thing and stepped to the side to let the young lady walk by. An apparent show of respect, and it was good to see someone in the efed finally knew how to treat a lady.

Funamie walked by and continued down the hallway toward the dressing rooms. As she rounded a corner, she came face to face with P2PW’s Rage Champion, Gormy. Cheers filled the arena at the sight of the champion. Decked out in her wrestling gear, Gormy was ready for anything.

Funamie: Well, well, if it isn’t the current P2PW Rage Champion herself.

Gormy: Welcome to the P2PW. Congratulations on your first loss. Gormy looks away from Funamie and rolls her eyes upward. Your debut was such a success.

Funamie: (Rolling her head with defiance) And I guess you’re supposed to be the model female around here. I suppose you think you’re number one?

Gormy looks down at her Rage Championship, which is draped over her right shoulder, and then looks back at Funamie. And smirks.[/color]

Funamie: Ah, I see, let’s just hope for your sake that we end up on separate brands. You may just luck out after all, sweet thing.

Funamie continues her journey to the dressing room, passing the likes of John McKay, the Executioner and some guy she thought they referred to as Cole Slocum. All of them like what they see as their heads all spin around to get another look at greatness.

Cactus is waiting for Funamie as she arrives at her dressing room. He looks intense and focused. A chorus of boos can heard from the arena.

Funamie: This is the last place I expected to find you hanging out at.

Cactus: Are you ready to do this Amie?

Funamie: I was born ready wiseguy. I’ve been waiting for this opportunity since Wrestlfever 2. I’ve been waiting for the opportunity to get my hands on Trent and MVP Don. Neither one of them know how to treat a lady. Trent and his pretentious machismo and MVP Don with his beer belly.

Cactus: Good. Tonight will be mark a new beginning in the P2PW. Cactus raises his right arm and points toward the arena. We go out there and win tonight, and we just may become the new number one contenders for the tag titles. And once we get those, it won’t matter what show we end up on, because we’ll be able to go to either brand.

A wicked grin creeps across Cactus’ face.[/color]

Funamie: Then lets go out there and win one for our injured teammate, E2.

The very mention of E2’s name ignites another chorus of boo’s from the audience. Funamie looks into Cactus his eyes, his 6’7” frame towering over her like a skyscraper. Cactus regards his partner with sincerity. They each ball up a fist and tag fists in a show of support.

Funamie: Lets do this then.

Funamie enters her dressing room to prepare for the match and closes the door behind her. Cactus cracks his knuckles and prepares to redeem the Deathrow label.

END PROMO

[Trent Matsunoshin]

PROMO

Scene opens. Trent and MVP-Don are at the catering area in line for the buffet.

MVP: Hey, check out this list I found on the internet....

MVP hands Trent a piece of paper

Trent (raises an eyebrow): The GAT?

MVP: Yep, the Gangsta Aptitude Test...

Trent: Oh...

MVP: Now, read the questions, does any of this apply to Deathrow?

Trent: Considering that E2 tapped like a little bitch? I doubt it...

MVP: See?

Trent: Interesting test...(Reading) You just robbed som jack mo fo with $20 in his wallet. You can buy:

A. A dime and two 40's
B. A new pair of Fila's
C. Funamie down the block
D. Yo mama
(end reading)

Trent and MVP look at each other, Trent then crumbles up the piece of paper

MVP: Man....that was a good test...

Trent: Yeah, but it doesn't apply to them, they don't know a dime and two 40s are, does ANYONE rock Filas anymore? Cactus and E2 certainly don't know what to do with Funamie, I mean, come on, their orientations are obvious, and we're really in no position to comment about their mamas...so we can pretty much throw that test out.

MVP: ...

MVP and Trent reach the buffet counter, and begin gathering food)

Trent: You want to know what the REAL joke is? The Classic Stones running around with OUR belts because E2 tapped out. That's the real joke. Only no one is laughing.

The guy in front MVP and Trent starts laughing, MVP immediately swoops behind him and puts him in a headlock.

Trent: You find something funny?

Man: It wasn't! I'm---

MVP wrenches back on the headlock

Trent: You think it's funny? Hrmmm? Open your mouth... OPEN YOUR MOUTH!!

Trent delivers a punch to the man's ribs, the man screams, as Trent shoves a french roll in his mouth, MVP releases the hold and shoves him over the buffet counter.

Trent: No one's laughing, and what's left of Deathrow will be joining E2 tonight, Cactus, the only bloody, battered bodies that will be left in the ring will be yours and your little cocktease manager. And after we're through with you two, Chad, Tyler, I hope your taking notes, because we will be taking our titles back sooner than either of you think. Polish those belts up real nice for us.

MVP: You ready?

Trent: Damn right I'm ready, like I said, the only thing that matters to me is GOLD. And I don't know about you, but I happen to like my Tag strap. So let's finish off Deathrow and get our belts back!

MVP: Right!

Scene fades as Trent and MVP leave the buffet area.

END PROMO

[Simz]

Simz is decked out in a suit, he has inch long ruby cuff links. He has a long rod/walking stick with a diamond the size of your fist at one the end, which glistens every time the light hits it. He is with the man that interfered in his match between himself and the_J man. He is backstage with Mary Lindsay, ready for an interview.

Lindsay: First of all, thank you Simz for having this interview. I know that we have heard from many superstars tonight, and the general feeling is that this is a new beginning for many people. What are your thoughts?

There is a pause while Simz takes a deep breath.

Simz: I'm sorry to tell you this Mary but your "General Feeling" is wrong. It isn't about people getting more chances, or to have a better chance to move up the P2PW "ladder". The General feeling is that one half of this fine roster is going to have to live through their career in the shadow of the Greatest new star to hit P2PW. Me! But you were right about a new beginning, because it's the beginning of my new persona. Your looking at the most skilled, the most powerful and the best looking Superstar in wrestling today. There is no more Blood Pack, there is no more, "Simz will never get any where. " There is going to be none of that anymore. I'm going to prove the critics wrong. I'm going to show that I'm an impact player, and that I can make a bigger impact than Reaper, than Shinn's , than Stare. Hell I'm going to make a bigger impact than Nation.

Fans cheer!

Simz:and nobody is going to like it! And it is all going to start Now!


Simz is red in the face and is breathing in and out heavily

Lindsay: If I may ask, who is this man standing beside you ?

Simz straightens himself up, as he is calmed down.

Simz: Oh! How rude of me. This was the man that you all saw at Wrestle Fever. His name is Claudius, he is my new protection from thugs like the J_man. And he is the one who with me will start my new REVOLUTION!

[soulreaper]

We open to a darkened room, a dim white light is the only source of illumination. A hooded figure enters the frame and stands under this light. Soul Reaper can vaguely be seen. He looks up towards the camera and begins to speak.

"It has finally come to pass, that we must be seperated. P2PW is whole no longer. After this 'Supershow,' we shall begin a new path. Some will go on to greatness, and others shall fall into the shadowy depths of nothingness. For 2 years, we've fought with all of our wills, all of our strength, and all of our souls. And now, we must split into 2 groups. As I think more about this, I can see that this is the best thing to do. For there are a select few people that fear me so much, that they are better off taking their chance in a draft. I can't blame them, for wanting to run away, no... I can only praise them for doing the smart thing. The 'Safe' thing. What will happen? Not even I can answer that question.. but I can certify that Soul Reaper, will be ever more dominant than I was before. The times are indeed changing, and we must all change with the times, or be left behind to rot in our own uselessness.... The question now is... where will end up?

On the one hand...."

The white light goes out and from the left side, a blue light comes on and illuminates the left side of Reaper's face.

"... we have Blitz. The show that I made famous. The show that I sold to this company to yet again get their numbers up in the TV rankings. Blitz is my property, and as such I feel a need to be there. I've made history on Blitz from its first show, to the days its been here in P2PW. Everything from the color of Blitz, and its icy blueness. To the layout of the arena has always been my idea. Everything you see on that show is a Soul Reaper creation. It is only fitting that I go to the show that I made relevant. Of course, the idiots that run this company in there skyboxes and corporated head offices, whom I could buy and sell if I so chose, aren't making me the general manager or anything other than a combatant, that isn't guaranteed a spot there... but who could blame them. I'd wind up taking over this company and I just don't have the kind of time to waste on being a CEO. Should I go to Blitz, I shall feel as if I were 'home.' Back in my old surroundings, doing the things I always do. I would have no ill feelings to go to Blitz.

On the other hand, though..."

The blue light goes out and from the right side an orange light shines on Reaper's face on his right side.

"...is where we have TNT. The flagship of P2PW. The show that put P2PW on the map for everybody to see. This is where I have made statements, hurt some people, won some matches and overall made a bigger name for myself. This show has it all, a good laugh, insane action, and few mortifying events that will have your jaw hit the floor. I've had many a fun time on TNT, as a lot of you people have seen in the past. That orange color, reminds me of hellfire and sheer rage. TNT has been good to Soul Reaper, so me being drafted to that side of the fence wouldn't be bad at all. In fact I think it would be just as exciting. TNT, you never know what to expect but you could bet that it would be breathtaking each and everytime. This draft will be a thing to be remembered fro years to come. It will be everything that the BIG company up north couldn't accomplish.... but before that..."

The orange light stays on, the blue light comes back on and hits Reaper's left side and then the white light comes on over head. All 3 lights now shine bright and illuminate the room which is bare except for Soul Reaper.

"...first, I have to fight. And this fight will be nothing short of a bloodbath. Rocky, you and I have needed to rectify our first match for quite some time. All this talk of Blitz reminded me of when I first saw you... little scared rookie kid. Always wanted to go after my title there, and you always failed. Low and behold P2PW rolls around and look who half owns it.. that same punk ass rookie kid. Apparently I must have beat you over the head too many times, because now you have a complex. You talk to yourself.. and trees... and cars... you're not right Rocky. You roam around these hallways week after week, not knowing who or what you are. And you probably think that you have a chance... I've got news for ya kid, it'll take more than psychosis to beat me. Cactus is and was a certified killer, and he couldn't do it. Weapon was a nut case and he's never going to walk again. I've faced people just like you, and the outcome will never change. Soul Reaper is going to be standing over your broken body, victorious. I leave you laying just like I did last time. Except this time, no incompitent ref is going to to be foolish enough call a lame disqualification. Rocky, you're over inflated ego is going to get popped, and then maybe if we wind up on the same show.. maybe I'll think about giving you a rematch to try and save what little credibility you have. The new era is upon us...

Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust, Your Soul is Mine!

Death is coming and there is No Escape!"

Reaper begins to laugh maniacally and the orange light goes out... then the blue light... and finally the white light. The last thing that is heard is Soul Reaper's evil laughter echoing in the room.

[-JeNiFeR-]

ChadClassic
MVP-Don & Trent Acid
Soul Reaper

[Stare]

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