P2PW's Deserted (11/10 - 11/15) Extra Promos

[shinnstheory]

Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Write your extra promos here.

[Wench]

I was wondering if we were going to have this. I'm glad we are.

[Scream]

WHAT WE NEED IS A REAL UPRISING, streams across the Zerion.

[glow=red,2,300]The Zerion then fades and shows clips of Soundscream, Trent, Venus, and Tyler Stone[/glow]

THE UPRISING HAS BEGUN

[glow=red,2,300]The Zerion then switches to clips of The Decepticons destroying certain P2P superstars. [/glow]

THE UPRISING WILL CONTINUE

[glow=red,2,300]The Zerion then zooms in on a picture of Mastadon. The screen starts to show static and then the picture of Mastadon melts. Shinn's is then shown on the screen. The picture shakes and then combusts into flames. Then Stare is shown on the screen. The growling of a lion is heard. The camera zooms in on Stare. It's eyes begin to bleed. Then the whole picture begins to bleed. The camera fades to black[/glow]

WHICH SIDE WILL YOU BE ON?

Soundscreams voice: Set the clock
A clock is shown on the Zerion
LISTEN UP P2P. YOU'RE EITHER WITH US OR AGAINST US. IF YOU'RE AGAINST US, WATCH THE CLOCK. YOUR TIME IS ABOUT TO RUN OUT

[glow=red,2,300]THE SCREEN THEN SHOWS SOUNDSCREAM, TRENT ACID, VENUS, AND TYLER STONE STANDING IN THE MIDDLE OF A RING. THEIR HANDS ARE RAISED. THE PICTURE SLOWLY FADES TO TEXT.[/glow]

IN LIFE THERE ARE WINNERS AND THERE ARE LOSERS. THERE IS HAPPINESS AND THERE IS PAIN. THERE ARE ALLIES AND THERE ARE ENEMIES. WHICH PATH DO YOU CHOOSE TO TAKE? THE PATH OF THE PETY OR THE PATH OF DECEPTION. CHOOSE WISELY OR WATCH THE CLOCK

[glow=red,2,300]THE CAMERA FADES TO THE CLOCK, TICKING.[/glow]

[shinnstheory]

Shinn's Theory is shown watching a monitor while Zeroin shows what SoundScream had the production truck post. He wipes his hands again, trying to remove the oil and grease. Shinn's looks towards the monitor and begins to laugh.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Give me a break. "With us or against us"? Who is this guy trying to fool? He just keeps digging himself into a deeper hole. He's wasting his talents.

Shinn's smiles as he walks off. A cage is being escorted into the arena. There is a blanket over the cage. Shinn's stops. He looks at the cage. He doesn't look happy.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] This would have NEVER happened to Apocalypse.

[stocko]

MASTADON stands behind SHINNS

MASTADON This shit wouldnt have happened with APOCOLYPSE or the bWo around, the DECEPTICONS need to be taken down a few pegs son

[McKenna]

The massive plasma television screen shows the events unfold. The camera pans round to show DA MAN, sat on a long white leather sofa, girls either side of him. His shirt is unbuttoned, and he is the centre of attention.

From the right the Nature Boy Ric Flair comes walking in, he sees all before him and smiles. DA MAN stands up and greets Flair with a handshake and a warm embrace.

Flair notices Mack watching DESERTED

RIC FLAIR : What you doing watching this? I thought you were more than happy here.

McKENNA : I am bro, you know I like to see whats going on in the Minor Leagues. Looks like the ship has lost its rudder with me out the game

RIC FLAIR : Ha! Are you surprised? You are the biggest thing that company produced, and look how they treated you? A lapdog, a stooge. They used you to get close to us, and once they were there, they wanted rid of you.

McKENNA : I know Naitch. Looking at this and seeing where I am now, well there aint no doubt I'm in the right place. Better money, fast cars, faster women. Naitch, I dunno why I said no the first time.

RIC FLAIR : You're lucky, not many people get a second chance to say Yes to Vince McMahon. Come on the limo is here, time to get to the Survivor Series Press Conference.

McKENNA and FLAIR leave the women behind to watch the show, bigger things awaiting McKENNA

[Trent Matsunoshin]

WARNING: SHOOT PROMO

Scene opens. Trent is sitting in the locker room. Alone.

Trent: (Calmly) The minor leagues huh.....

Trent laughs wryly.

Trent: McKenna, why don't you just tell the truth? OK, there may be more money in the WWE. But there is no competition for WE are the best. The P2P. The best federation I've been to. You say you were a lapdog here. Well guess what, I, was a lapdog there once.

Trent's demeanor turns more serious.

Trent: The WWE, the place where hopes and dreams are shot for, the glitz and glamour of professional wrestling. Your type of playground, a place full of big softies like that bitch HHH, who was immediately threatened by my presence there, and sorry excuses for wrestlers who live and die by the gimmick. A place where a minority will never get any respect, they'll just be stereotyped to Hell. Yeah, your type of playground, it wouldn't surprise me to see your legacy ruined and destroyed by Vince. But.....but......

Camera pans in on Trent's face.

Trent: .......not....my....kind of playground. My playground is here. The P2P where the competition is fierce, and skills get you to the top. Where the champions are deserving, and the belts have worldwide notoriety. You have to bust your ass here, and you, you didn't want to do that. You wanted to live off your name, off your legacy. You expected Rocky and Shinn's to up and hand you the World Title, you got tired of dealing with me and having to fight for your shot. Well, that's what we do here, you want something, you earn it, you work for it, you take it. Guys like Soul Reaper, Cactus, and Shane Montez busted their ass to get to where they are in this company, they did something you didn't do in P2P, they persevered. The newer guys like myself, Addryd, and SoundScream promise to keep that alive here. The toughest fed on the planet. P2P, I may not like a lot of people here, but I am more than satisfied with the competition. So go ahead and do your Surivor Series, go on and face Carlito, or Luther Reigns....or some of the other jabronis over there who don't have half a testicle to come and find out what real competition is. You got a taste, and you didn't like it. McKenna, the truth has come out, you were never Da Man I thought you were, my respect for you is waning. All I can say to you is anytime, anywhere. I'd love a rematch, or did the WWE make you too much of a softie?

Screen cuts out....END TRANSMISSION...

[McKenna]

PROMO DONE IN CHARACTER - NO OFFENCE MEANT BY IT



SHINNS THEORY is sat in his office. The phone rings, and he picks up. His face tells the story. He cant believe who is on the end of the line. He says "okay bro", and pulls the cameraman in closer, and hits the speaker button on the office phone.

The voice is unmistakeable.

McKENNA Well, well, well. TRENT ACID. You fired the gun everyone else loaded for you. You were the only one with balls to say what the locker room was thinking.

You know something, maybe you are right. Maybe I didnt like the competition there. You see, when you were playing Dodgeball, or Tag, I was helping establish this company. Along with REAPER and SHANE and all the others you mention. I was there, establishing this company, sending it to where it is now, the NUMBER 2 company in professional wrestling.

Then you came in, and first thing you do? COME AFTER ME!. Why? Simple. You knew that beating ROCKY or SHINNS, REAPER, CACTUS or SHANE wouldnt get you what you craved.

You would get no recognition for that. You have fought them before. You see, for you I was the great unknown. The new guy with the attitude and the "je ne sais quoi" that you desired.

So, you came and took me on. But look what happened? I steamrollered you, just like I have done almost everyone else in this company.

And there you were TRENT ACID. Just another mid-carder who tried to break out and failed. And there you remain, still, now after I have left, trying to find your way out of my shadow.

I agree, SHANE, REAPER and CACTUS and others perservere. And they are getting their rewards. You on the other hand will remain where your destiny has placed you. A nobody, a someone who wishes he was, a "gonna be".

Me, I'm a "done it". You wonder why Vince got rid of you? If you cant even Main Event in P2PW, what chance did you have here, in the big league?

You see, it dont matter to me who I face at Survivor Series. Why? Because I will gain more exposure, and my talent will recieve more acclaim than you could EVER dream of.

The man on the end of this phone, sat in his office. One of only THREE men to get the job done on me in a one on one situation.

He almost died to stop me taking the P2PW World Title from him. FLOORSTARE gave his soul in making sure he was in the Main Event at WrestleFever. So dont you dare tell me I walked away because I couldnt handle it!

I was part of the foundation of this company. I took the P2PW Rage Title to a level you can never reach.

ROCKY, the third man to turn me over. He was half dead, when he fell on me and pinned me. I couldn't kick out. You see I did something your imagination wishes you could do. Fight till you have nothing left. Till your body tells you, despite everything, that it cannot go on.

I bet you have never come close to that. The night I fought, and lost to ROCKY was the closest I have ever come to dying. If I hate P2PW that much, would I have put myself through that? Dont think so, do you?

Thats what this all boils down to isn't int? Jealousy? You cant stomach the fact that I'm here and thriving, and you failed!

It must keep you awake at night, eating away at you like a parasite. Well even P2P have discovered what you are. A leech trying to feed off others, just like that night you challenged me.

You wanna feed off me by having a go when I've left? Well, that's typical TRENT ACID. Wait till the guy has gone, and throw insults behind his back. You could never do it to my face TRENT.

And now you have, like I said fired the gun that the rest, well most of the rest of the P2PW locker-room loaded for you. Guess what? You failed. Did you get my attention? Yes, thats why I'm on this call right now.

Did you rile me into coming back? HELL NO!!!!!

You ain't worth it TRENT, you aint worth me getting out of bed for. All you have done by opening your mouth before engaging that pea sized brain of yours, is prove not just to me, but to the whole world how blinkered P2PW really is.

You are living, walking, talking, breathing, pissing, shitting proof why I was RIGHT to walk away. You are the living embodiement of why P2PW will fade away.

There is a bigger plan for me and my career. And it doesnt involve TRENT ACID.

As for you wanting to face me one more time? Well, who knows. If we are in the same nightclub, walking the same street, even in adjacent lanes on the freeway. I could walk out of First Class on a flight, and see you sat there, all squashed into Economy? Who knows, then I wont need to whoop you again. The very fact I am better than you in ALL walks of life, is victory for me.

You see TRENT ACID. You wanna make your name from me? You tried and failed. All you are is the wrestling version of Evander Holyfield. You had your time in the sun, and now its gone you have nothing else to do, but wonder what could have been.

"If I had just...., If only I had..., If I had have kicked out"

You are the stereotype TRENT. The man who has an excuse for everything. I got tired of being held down, so I went and did something about it. When you got held down, you took it, like the pussy whipped bitch you are.

That the difference right there. Thats why I succeed and you fail. That's why it will always be this way.

Go back to jobbing there, I got bigger goals in life.

Put me off speaker SHINNS, I wanna talk to you


SHINNS turns the speakerphone off and returns the cradle to his ear. As the camera moves away, SHINNS can be heard saying

"But bro, it could be huge. Just think it over will you"

[evenflow]

The scene opens in the p2pw cafe area, many superstars are seen having their lunch's chatting away. Stare and Shinns are seen on a far table in deep conversation. Suddenly a bloodied worker falls through the doors. Shinns and Stare jump to their feet and run over to the worker


Worker: Its him he is back, he done this to me

Stare: Calm down kid who done what to you. Yo you

Stare looks up at fran hate, a newly signed p2pw worker

Hate: Yes mr stare

Stare:Go get some help quickly

Hate runs off out the door.....

ShinnsNow go on son, what happened

Worker:I was just coming out of the parking lot into the arena, i had a meeting with some of the writers to discuss my debut when he jumped out behind some crates. He knocked me to the floor with a right hand and began to stomp at my head. He picked me up and then ddt'd me to the floor. I thought that was it but then he came back with a sledge hammer and hit me with it across my back. After he done this he just stood there laughing at me

ShinnsBut who was it?

WorkerThe Hood

Stare:You got to be kidding me, i thought he was gone. We need to sort this out, this is the 5th worker he has attacked in two weeks

Shinns:I would sort it out but i can never track down the s.o.b, he just seems to van.........

Just at that point Evenflow walks in

EvenflowOUCH, nasty what happened to him

Stare gets right in the face of the icon

StareIts you, you damn asshole your that damn hood, dont pretend it jackass. Its quite sad you pretend not to be him when it is plainely obvious that you are.

Evenflow:Ok Floorstare back the fuck off out of my face, i dont care if your a gm il beat your arse to floor so quick its not even funny

At the point Stare moves away then hits Evenflow with a superkick. Evenflow falls through a near by table and lands in a heep on the floor. Shinns trys to restrain stare before he can do any more harm

Shinns: Easy bro calm down

Shinns takes Stare out of the cafe and Evenflow sits up from the heep he was in

Evenflow:Just you wait stare, just you wait

Evenflow picks himself up, as no one seems to be helping him. He walks over to get a an of drink, with everyone staring at him

Evenflow:THE SHOW IS FUCKING OVER, IF YOU ALL WANT TO KEEP STARING THEN I'LL GIVE YOU SOMETHING TO STARE AT

Voice:Now now calm down mr icon

Evenflow spins around to see cactus

Cactus:Save your energy for our match, you will need it

Evenflow turns away from cactus, puts the money in the drinks machine and picks up his drink. He goes to walk past cactus and stops just to the side of him

Evenflow:Oh that point you made earlier about glueing yourself together.......you sure you dont meen you had the glue inside your system and dreamed the whole thing

Evenflow walks off drinking his can of drink as cactus looks on in anger

[Wench]

The camera fades back in on Wench. She now seems to have gotten a surge of energy. She is struggling with all she has to get out of the shackles. She hears a loud crack and shreiks in pain. Breathing heavily she tries to calm herself.

Its then the full realization of where she is hits her. She starts screaming for help at the top of her lungs. SOmeone is bound to hear her.

The pain now in her wrist only encourages her to scream more. Wench stands on her tiptoes to take the pressure off her left wrist that she's sure she's broken. Everytime she loses balance new sharp pain surges through her giving her screams an extra bit of volume.

Surely, if they are where Addryd claims they are, someone....ANYONE, will hear her. The scene fades as Wench continues to scream.

["Black Label" Sean Patterson]

After Evenflow's eruption in the cafeteria, the camera swings around to Addryd, who is sat at a table by himself, eating a donut. All of the sudden, a member of the arena staff runs up to him. The man is middle-aged, overweight and trying to catch his breath. Before he can speak, Addryd talks.

Addryd : Back off, Chubchub - this is my donut. Besides, another donut isn't exactly what the doctor ordered, is it ? More like a liposuction ....

Fat Guy : Addryd .... you need to go quick. Wench is causing a scene ! She's screaming her goddamned head off. You're just lucky Hellspawn didn't see your promo.

Addryd : For Christ's sake, can't I just eat in peace ?

Addryd stands up from the table. He walks past the arena attendant and disappears off camera momentarily. He reappears and hands the attendant his donut.

Addryd : Fine, just have it.

Addryd once again runs off out of the cafeteria, as the attendant eyes light up, and he greedily devours the donut and walks off camera himself.

Meanwhile, another camera catches up with Addryd, who is running through the corridors of the arena. He runs past Wolverine who is taping up his wrists. Addryd stops for a second.

Addryd : Hey, big fella ! How's it going ? Hey, are you finished with that tape ? Thought so ....

Addryd snatches the tape out of Wolverine's hand and continues running through the corridors. He eventually comes to a door, from behind which Wench can be heard shouting. Addryd cautiously looks around to make sure no-one is watching. When he is pleased that the coast is clear, he slips into the room. Wench acknowledges his presence, but says nothing to him. Instead she just keeps screaming. Addryd looks angry. He quickly walks to the cage and enters through the little door. He stands in front of Wench, smiling. After a couple of seconds, he delivers a lighting-fast and stiff Superkick to Wench's jaw, knocking her almost unconcious. He grabs her by the hair so she is facing him. She is bleeding from the nose.

Addryd : A little bird in cage ... puts all of Heaven in a rage - SHUT ... THE FUCK ... UP !!!

Addryd lets her go and her head drops. He grabs the tape he stole from Wolverine and unravels a length of it, tearing it from the roll with his teeth. He then places it around the mouth of The Wench, pressing it down with pressure to stick it good. Addryd steps back and admires his work.

Addryd : You sleep like an angel, my dear.

With that, Addryd exits the cage, shutting and locking the little door this time. He walks towards the door, muttering to himself;

Addryd : Now let's see if I can get my donut back off of Fat Bastard .....

Addryd exits the room and shuts the door. The cameraman zooms in on Wench as she gets her bearings together.

[Wench]

The camera stays zoomed in on Wench as she stirs slighty. She can be heard whimpering and her wrist is twisted in an odd angle thats even painful to look at.

Cameraman: I told you to shut up before he returned. Not my fault you wouldn't listen.

Wench glances up at the cameraman. There's no hope left in her eyes. She looks as if she's completely admitted defeat. She doesn't even try to alleviate the pain in her wrist anymore. She closes her eyes but before losing consciousness, the cameraman spies a single tear as it runs down her cheek.

[SoL]

[quote author=Nation in P2PW Deserted Preview & Promo Thread[/b] link=board=ppv&thread=1100136010&start=6#0 date=1100489998]
The camera cuts to a deserted street. NATION stands outside his gate and looks at the empty spot where DA MAN and their limo awaited to take him to RAGE RULES. He lets out a weak laugh and starts walking down the street. The camera zooms into his face. NATION has this look on his face that could burn through metal. He stares intently through the camera.
[/quote]

if we needed any more proof that the guy has lost it, here it is...he ordered a limosine to take him to LAST MONTH'S ppv...it's ok nation, like i said, i know you have a lot on your mind, NONE of which being your rage title defense at deserted...hell nation why don't we just make things easy on you, we don't have to have this match, just forfiet the match, give me the belt, leave the arena, leave the p2pw and keep whatever remaining shred of dignitity you have left! don't worry, rhiain and evan will be well taken care of!

cause quite frankly, if you step into the ring all emotional against the NEW BREED, you may loose more than your title.

if you're going to go through with this match, i advise you snap out of your little funk quickly!

[shinnstheory]

Re-Read that SoL. He is just thinking BACK to when Da Man and Nation were traveling together in the past (using Rage Rules as the last time the two travelled together). Thus, the weak laugh and the walk down the street.

[SoL]

bah, it wasn't very clear, but i see what you're saying now.

either way, SoL > nation

[Nation]

i thought it was pretty clear. i'd say it was nit-picking but you can't nit pick over class. just seethe will jealousy.