SUPERSHOW RESULTS! (11/1/05)

[Stare]

Shinn's Theory is shown sitting in a chair, backstage, staring at the bin full of draft picks. P2PW World Champion, Nation, is seen walking towards Theory. The fans cheer as Nation approaches Shinn's, tossing his hand on Theory's shoulder.

Nation:[/b] Nervous?

Theory looks up before quickly looking back towards the bin.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Not really. Just anxious.

Nation:[/b] Really? That's odd.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Why? Why is that odd?

Nation:[/b] I just figured you'd be nervous. Ya know, in case you pick the newest P2PW superstar?

Shinn's Theory stands up and faces Nation, smirking.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] New superstar? I don't think so Nation. If we had a new superstar, I'd know about it.

Nation:[/b] No seriously...Rocky signed the contract this morning.

Theory squints as he talks to Nation.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Ok, if that were true, why would I be nervous? TNT could use some young new talent.

Nation laughs.

Nation:[/b] Actually Shinn's, Rocky resigned Wench.

The crowd "oooooooooooooos" as Theory's jaw drops. He quickly opens the bin and begins fumbling through the draft names. Nation is shown laughing behind him.

Nation:[/b] Man, that was too easy.

Theory stops picking through the names. He closes his eyes for a moment. Finally Theory slowly takes his hand out of the bin and closes the lid. He turns towards Nation, who is red from laughter.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Nation....I consider you family, but that shit was just not funny in the least.

Nation:[/b] Actually, it was priceless. Take care man.

Nation slaps Theory on the shoulder and walks off laughing. Theory is shown flipping Nation off as he walks away.

Nation:[/b] I saw that!

Theory sports a confused look. Nation, still laughing, turns the corner and disappears from view. Theory flips him off again. Nation can be heard from around the corner.

Nation:[/b] That too ....

Theory shakes his head and sits back into his chair, looking towards the bin.

We leave the opening credits as we see an orange square with a podium on one side of the stage, and a light blue square with a podium on the other side of the stage. Everyone is quiet as "Stand Up" hits as Mary Lindsay walks out to a roar from the crowd, being that Mary Lindsay usually brings big news. She is wearing her usual suit and has a microphone in her hand. She looks around as the music cuts as the fans are standing up on their feet.

Mary Lindsay: Ladies and Gentlemen, may I introduce to you the individuals who will be drawing. The Co-Owner of the P2PW, Shinn's Theory and P2PW Blitz!'s General Manager, Stare!

"Stand Up" hits again as both men walk out. Shinn's Theory and Stare both go their separate ways, as Shinns goes to the orange mat, representing TNT, and Stare goes to the light blue mat, representing Blitz!. Both men look around as a strong "Theory" chant starts up. Stare sarcastically leans on his podium and shakes his head as Shinns smirks to the crowd. Mary Lindsay waits for the noise from the crowd to subside as she continues

Mary Lindsay: First off, welcome to both of you, good luck in the draft. Now, please bring out the Championship Bin!

A P2PW employee rolls out a very small cage with just five balls in it. The balls are solid and not see-through as Mary continues

Mary Lindsay: Now, here's how this will work. Inside here, there are 5 balls. Each ball contains a current champions name and their title, except for one call which contains a gold ticket, which I explained earlier. When picked, that person will come out here and receive a t-shirt representing which brand he has been drafted too. If the golden ticket is chosen, and later a champion is chosen who was picked through the ticket, that pickis void, and you may choose again. This will be done in turns, and since Shinn's Theory and his Undisputed Internet Title are on TNT by default, I think it's only fair that Stare receive the first pick. I take it that you two can handle it from here.

The tension sets in as the crowd is on edge. Stare approaches the bin and spins it as Mary Lindsay exits. A P2PW Employee walks out to oversee things as the bin stops spinning. Stare looks at Shinns and reaches in. He walks over to his podium with the ball and looks over at Shinns. He looks up at the crowd with a smirk as a "You tapped out!" chant starts, referring to Stare tapping out to Nation at WrestleFever 2. Stare shakes his head in anger as he postpones opening the ball. The crowd boos as Stare walks away from the podium, taunting the crowd. Stare finally makes his way back and opens the ball. The fans begin to boo loudly as the piece of paper begins to flicker as Stare has luckily received the golden ticket. Stare smiles to the crowd and leans into his mic as laughing can be heard

Stare: Oh, poor poor, Shinns! Ha! Man, this is going to be one of the greatest moments of my life. Since I have this golden ticket, Blitz! will choose a man who has been Rage Champion, International Champion, and is now the World Heavyweight Champion! Ladies and Gentlemen, the man who got lucky, Nation!

The fans cheer as "Milque-Toast" hits. Nation walks out with a strong look of disappointment. He walks over to Stare and rips the Blitz! shirt out of his hand. He shakes his head and looks up at Shinns as Shinns looks aggravated. Stare sticks his hand out as Nation reluctantly shakes it. Stare laughs as Nation lunges towards him. Stare stumbles back as Nation laughs at his joke and walks away. Stare looks on as Nation holds his belt up and exits to the back, now a part of Blitz!

Shinns: So what? Nation will spend a month in your camp, and then he'll come home where he belongs. That's part of the golden ticket. And, considering that title isn't going anywhere, you won't have him on your brand exclusively for a good while. But, I guess as another stipulation to the golden ticket is that I get to choose who I want of who's left. So, I figure that I might as well get two for the price of one. TNT chooses the two men who won their first titles at WrestleFever 2! We choose the Tag Team Champions, The Classic Stones!

"You Start The Fire" hits as "The Assassin" Tyler Stone and ChadClassic come out. Both men walk over and grab their orange shirts as they nod along with the decision. They hold their belts up as they receive a mixed reaction. They walk to the back as Shinn's Theory approaches the bin. He turns the wheel as Stare shakes his head

Stare: You wasted a free draft choice on those two hacks? Nice one, Shinns, you're making me look better every second.

Shinns picks a ball out and walks back over to his side. He opens it and laughs as he leans in

Shinn's Theory: Try this one on for size, Stare! The person I received is a former champion, and a current champions. Guys and Girls, TNT has received The Rage Title along with Gormy!

"Whiskey in a Jar" hits as Gormy walks out with a smile. She shakes Shinns' hand and grabs her shirt with a smile as she heads towards the back please

Shinn's Theory: I don't think there's any reason for you to head to the bein, you know who is left in those three balls, and you know who you get!

Stare bites his lip in anger as he leans in

Stare: Yeah, one ball is Nation, one ball is The Classic Stone, you got yourself, and you got Gormy . . . I think we know who that leaves me, so let's just skip this and move on?

Suddenlty the lights go out for just a split second and a loud explosion noise is heard. The bin ignited in flames as "For Whom the Bell Tolls" hits. Soul Reaper walks out and kicks the bin as he approaches Stare. He looks on with a smirk as he reaches down and picks up a shirt. He grips it and walks over to the bin and lights the shirt from the flames. He holds the shirt up laughing and throws it down as he exits to the back. The music cuts as P2PW personnel quickly run out to put out the flames. Stare makes his way to the back as Shinns looks back at the bin laughing as he follows Stare to the back as the champions have been drafted

[Stare]

"Houston Code of The Streets" hits as ChadClassic walks out to a decent pop. The crowd seems divided on what to think of the Tag Champion as he treks to the ring. He slides in and climbs the turnbuckle. He scans the audience for a moment before shooting his belt up as camera's flash. His music cuts as "Born to Raise Hell" hits. J.T. Blade walks out as two streams of fire shoot up. The crowd gives him a mild reception as he walks towards the ring. He looks on at Chad, who looks very confident. He slides in as the ref takes Chad's tag belt, as the bell rings

SINGLES MATCH
"The Naturalist" ChadClassic vs. J.T. Blade
(Written By: Cactus)

The bell finish’s ringing and the two men face each other in the center of the ring. Chad gets in JT’s face and starts making signs around his waist, you can hear Chad saying he is a tag champion and should be respected. JT leads the crowd in a mock round of applause. JT smiles at Chad, then lands a superkick out of nowhere. This staggers the Tag Team champion into the corner, where it appears that there is only the ropes holding him up. JT follows him in and hits him with a European uppercut, this staggers Chad. JT pushes him back into the corner and starts to alternate between chops to the chest and more European uppercuts.

The crowd appear stunned at this, but when JT stops to grandstand a little he gets a little pop from the crowd.

While he is showboating, Chad shakes the cobwebs loose and burst’s out of the corner and while his back is turned he bulldog’s JT into the center of the ring. Chad gets quickly back to his feet and performs a textbook lionsault. All the air is forced out of JT’s body, Chad hooks the leg and the first pin of the match gets barely a 2 count. JT gets to his feet and Chad is waiting for him, Chad goes for an Enziguri but JT ducks and the kick goes right over his head. AS Chad is getting up JT comes off the ropes and nails him with a Fame-asser.

Again this elicits a small pop from the crowd, most of who are stunned at what they are seeing.

JT goes for the pin and gets a close two. He quickly gets back on his feet and drops a quick elbow to the knee of Chad trying to take away his vertical base. It seems to work, so JT begins to grapevine the leg and ends up with Chad in a one-legged version of the Haas of pain. Chad begins to power out of it and makes to the rope. The referee starts the count and as JT breaks the hold he springboards of the bottom rope and again drops an elbow on the damaged area.

JT pulls Chad to the center of the ring and signals for his finisher, the fatal flame. He picks Chad’s legs up and turns him over and applies the Fatal Flame, his version of the Texas cloverleaf, Chad tries to fight it but JT rears back and Chad taps out.

ChadClassic - 0 promo + 1.5 voting = 1.5
J.T. Blade - 3.5 promo = 0.9 voting = 4.4

WINNER: J.T. Blade[/color][/b]

The crowd almost seems stunned as Chad holds his lower back in pain. He grabs the ref and continues to hold his back as J.T. Blade puts his arms out to his side with a look of satisfaction. Surprisingly, the fans seem to cheer him as he revels in the joy of the pain his Texas Cloverleaf has caused Chad

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Kacey Garcia is standing by as she awaits the go ahead. She nods as she looks up with a smile. Her smile soon turns to a frown though as she speaks

Kacey Garcia: Well, I'm standing by with one man that is in the Main Event tonight, and that man is Soul Reaper.

Soul Reaper walks into the shot with the International Title over his shoulder, He looks at Kacey as she speaks

Kacey Garcia: So, tonight you are going one on one with a guy who you fought to a stalemate a little over a month ago. That man is Rocky, the Co-Owner of the federation. I just wanted to get your thoughts on going one on one with a guy who took you to the limit.

Soul Reaper slowly begins to laugh as he speaks

Soul Reaper: The guy who took me to the limit? I think if everyone would just take their hand, and smack it across the head, it might jog their memory. Maybe they forgot that Rocky was done for thanks to a Rest In Peace. The fact that the match ended with a tie was bullshit, cause I proved I was the better man.

Kacey Garcia: Well, ever since that match, Rocky seemed a bit different. He seemed more confused. Then, he lost to Shinns at WrestleFever, and he snapped. Some people say Rocky is more sadistic than ever before, your thoughts on that?

Soul Reaper: Kacey, you don't think I've noticed that? Yeah, Rocky seems different, like he's discovering a darker side of himself, I applaud him for that. But, telling me that Rocky has become more evil doesn’t concern me in the slightest. People forget that I'm Death Incarnate! I am Satan! So, Rocky can become as evil as he wants, but he will still not be able to match up to me in any shape, form, or fashion.

Kacey Garcia: Fair enough. So, you've been drafted to Blitz! tonight, as we heard earlier. What will it be like being on Blitz? Are you happy about that?

Soul Reaper: I could care less, Kacey. Blitz! is my original home, it's the show that I ran! But P2PW has also been the fed that I ran. Wherever I am, I will still own the roster!

Soul Reaper nods at Kacey as she appears to have no more questions. He walks off as she stands there nodding

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Stare and Shinns walk out again to their respective side as the fans cheer

Shinn's Theory: So, Stare, I've been informed that since I chose the tag champions, and I have 4 people on my show so far, and you only have 3, that once again you get to choose first. Basically, they probably knew you'd cry until things went the Stareway. So, bring out the bin!

Stare brushes off Shinns and smiles since he gets to choose first again. He looks at the bin with over 30 balls in it as he begins to spin it. He takes a ball out and walks over to his side. He cracks it open and opens the card. He nods to himself as he leans in to the microphone

Stare: With this pick, I am certain that things will go the Stareway tonight! The man I've chosen has been the International Champion and has been the current #1 contender for the World Title! Blitz! has chosen Deathrow Member, Cactus!

"O Fortuna" hits as Cactus walks out to a loud roar of boos. Stare picks up a shirt and hands it to Cactus, as he seems to not care what's going on. He grips the shirt in his hand and exits to the back, not acknowledging anything. Stare looks over at Shinns with a smirk

Shinn's comments on Stare's first pick.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] I have to admit it Stare, you've got one talented man on your roster in Cactus. However, at least it will keep TNT's "death toll" down. That is one less thing I'll need to worry about. Good pick.

Shinn's Theory approaches the bin and begins to spin. He reaches in and selects a ball. Theory walks to his podium as he cracks the ball open. Shinn's Theory smiles as he reads his pick.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] I am proud to announce that TNT has just chosen a true veteran to this company. He too is a former title holder. Ladies and gentlemen, a future headliner, Red Ninja!

"Mama Said Knock You Out" hits and the crowd jumps to their feet. Red Ninja appears from behind the curtain. He approaches Shinn's Theory and the two men exchange a handshake. Theory hands Red Ninja a TNT shirt. Red Ninja proudly tosses the shirt over his attire. He raises his fist in the air as the crowd continues to cheer.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Welcome aboard Ninja!

Again the crowd pops as Ninja nods. Ninja then disappears into the back. Shinn's leans on his podium and cracks a cocky grin towards the General Manager of Blitz!

Stare:[/b] Well, Shinns, Red Ninja is definitely an asset, but I hope you keep him away from the tag division, because anyone who teams with Ninja ends up quitting the company. Something to think about. So, my turn?

Stare walks over to the bin, spins it quickly, and walks back over to his podium. He cracks the ball open and reads the paper. He nods on in approval as he leans into the mic

Stare: I think even Shinns will agree that this is a loss to him. This next guy is definitely a future prospect in the company, and one of the most charismatic stars to enter this federation. Blitz! has drafted Spackle!

"Something wicked this way Comes" hits as Spackle walks out. He spins and struts his way over to Blitz!. He smacks Stare in the chest with a smile and puts the Blitz! shirt on. He nudges Stare over and steps up to the mic

Spackle: I would like to thank my stylist, who determined that pink dreads would be the best way to go for my appearance. I would like to thank my parents, for telling me not to die my hair pink, making me want to do it more. I would like to thank Ninny for the backrubs in the Bahamas. But mostly, I'd like to thank Ghandi, for proving that skinny, fragile little people can still make an impact on the world, and then die anyways. Thank you!

Spackle raises his hands and kisses them and waves them back up towards the crowd. He smiles and heads out as Stare cocks an eyebrow. The camera pans to the look on Shinns' face. He is obviously disappointed.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] You know what Stare? You are absolutely right. I am very disappointed that this up and comer isn't a part of TNT. He shows so much potential and is definitely a huge asset to Blitz! Congratulations on that pick Stare. It is truly a shame that he won't be given a bright spotlight on TNT. It's also very unfortunate for him to be drafted to a brand that will probably ruin any type of direction TNT could have given him.

Shinn's theory walks over to the bin and begins to spin it. He looks up towards Stare who is still smiling. Theory shakes his head as he reaches into the bin and snatches a ball. He walks to his podium and opens up the ball.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Ok, the P2PW spent a lot of money hyping this character. However, the hype died a painful death. But today marks a new day for this next pick. I am positive that this man will become one of the greats, here in the P2PW. TNT sunk a 3-pointer folks. TNT welcomes Cole Slocum!

"Seek and Destroy" hits and Cole Slocum appears to a mixed reaction. Theory hands him a TNT shirt and Cole drapes it over his shoulder. He proceeds to Theory's podium.

Cole Slocum:[/b] There were many reasons, uncontrollable reasons, that I had to take a short leave of absence. Well, those reasons have been dealt with and I am here to stay. TNT now has the money maker.

Cole walks by Shinn's Theory. The two men exchange a nod and Theory extends his arm, palm up, towards the bin, as he looks towards Stare.

Stare: What? Is that supposed to impress me? I'm surprised he actually showed this time!

Stare walks towards the bin and reaches in without spinning it. He wastes no time and cracks open the ball. He looks at it for a moment in deep thought and then turns to the fans

Stare: As if me being on Blitz! isn't enough, this next person will help boost the female viewership even more. Ladies! Ladies! Ladies! I give you "The Ladies Man" Chilly Willy!


"Enemy" hits as the fans jump as Chilly Willy walks out. The girls begin to scream as he looks around with a smile. He walks over and shakes Stare's hand, taking his shirt. He holds the shirt up as the fans cheer him on. He poses a bit before exiting. Stare looks back at Shinns and gives a thumbs up

Shinn's Theory gives Stare the finger in return. The crowd pops as Shinn's laughs. Stare rolls his eyes as Theory makes his way to the bin. He gives it a quick spin and chooses a ball. On the way back to the podium he pops it open. He reads the name and begins to laugh to himself.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Damn. I forgot this draft included everyone employeed by the P2PW. But, I'll have to say that TNT is now, exclusively, graced with THE finest interviewer today. Summer Annesley, come on down!

TNT's Theme "Battleflag" hits and Summer Annesley comes out to a decent pop. She reaches for a TNT shirt but Shinn's Theory stops her. Summer looks a bit confused.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] These shirts aren't for you.

The crowd 's roar begins to dull down.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] You see Summer, I came prepared for moments like these.

Shinn's reaches under his podium and holds up a TNT cut off tank top. The crowd pops. Shinn's Theory looks back at Summer with a smile. Summer shrugs and removes her dress shirt, revealing her bra. The crowd's cheers grow louder. She tosses the TNT cut off tank top on and waves to the fans before exiting.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] TNT just momentarily changed it's name to T&A.

Stare bends down and holds his gut as Shinns looks on. Stare slaps the ground and then stand up, slapping the podium. He wipes his eyes as he leans into the mic

Stare: Oh man! T&A, I see what you did there! You're a hoot, Theory! It's like TNT, but not! HA!

Stare quickly stops laughing and looks at Theory with a bored look

Stare: And now back to the "entertaining" part of the show, excluding the cheesy jokes.

Stare walks over and spins the bin. He reaches in and cracks the ball open. He gets back to the podium and opens it up. He starts to chuckle to himself

Stare: Man, this is ironic! This would be a happy moment if things hadn't gone to shit at Fever for these guys. First I have Chilly Willy, and now I have the bitch who screwed him over, Starcrunch!

"The Sweetness" hits as the fans boo loudly. Starcrunch walks out and grabs a Blitz! shirt. She turns and walks away, not even acknowledging the boos she is receiving. She walks out as Stare shrugs to himself

Shinn's Theory:[/b] There was a time I use to consider Starcrunch a friend. After what she did to her "friend" at Fever, I've had my doubts about her.

Shinn's Theory looks towards the curtain.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Happy trails Crunchy...

Shinn's walks over to the bin, gives it a hard spin and choses another ball. He walks over to his podium. Before he cracks it open and looks at the ball and begins to chuckle.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Heh.... ball...

The crowd laughs as Theory cracks it open and reads the name. He cocks an eyebrow. He looks down at the ball and begins to talk to it.
Shinn's Theory:[/b] I wasn't making fun of you... I was making fun of your name. How dare you disease TNT like this.

Shinn's looks over towards Stare. Stare eyes are wide as he looks back at Theory. Theory clears his throat and snaps back into it.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] TNT's next pick is former Blood Pack member, Simz.

The crowd boos as "Don't You Wish You Were Me" hit. Simz enters the picture, grabs his T-shirt and shoves Shinn's Theory to the side.

Simz:[/b] I am, by far, the best thing that has and will ever happen to TNT.

Simz looks back towards Shinn's Theory:

Simz:[/b] If you think otherwise, you're dead wrong junior!

Simz approaches Theory. The two men stare at one another. Simz walks off, nudging Shinn's on his way by. The crowd "oooooooooooos" as Simz disappears into the back. Theory returns to his podium. He is about to speak when Stare interupts him.

Stare:[/b] You just got dissed by Simz. Heh...

Theory looks at Stare, sporting an angry. Stare laughs to himself as he approaches the bin. Stare picks a ball and cracks it open. He looks down at it as he approaches his podium. He stops in his tracks and stares at the card in question. He begins to laugh and smile as he looks back at Shinns. He approaches his podium

Stare:[/b] Shinns, this draft has a couple of surprises packed. This man hasn't held any titles, but he has been hailed as one of the most charismatic stars to ever grace the sport. No matter where you go, people know and are talking about this guy. Ladies and gentlemen, Blitz! has just acquired . . . S . . O . . L!!!

The crowd ignites as no music is played. SoL appears on Zeroin with a smile as he begins to speak

SoL: Well well well, I'm sure none of you were expecting to hear my name tonight? Fact is, The New Breed believes the time is drawing more and more nearer, and soon, I will be stepping back into a P2PW ring. But, this time, I won't be tallying up loss after loss, I'll be annihilating the roster of Blitz! The New Breed returns soon!

The screen flashes off and Stare still has a shocked look. Theory is sporting a bit of surprise himself as Stare leans in to his mic

Stare: Top that!

Shinn's Theory pauses for a bit. He then looks up towards a blackened Zeroin. He looks back at Stare who is now rubbing his hands together as he smiles. Theory journeys over to the bin and snatches his next pick. He quickly cracks the ball open and reads.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] I must say Stare, that is one name hard to top. But, why don't I just do that right about now. I have just picked one of the biggest damn bulls in the entire history of the P2PW! Everyone, I give to you..... MVP Fucking DON!!

The crowd cheers as "Cross Da Line" hits. MVP-Don appears. He is tossed a TNT shirt. He attempts to put it on but the shirt is too small. He leans towards Theory's Mic.

MVP-Don:[/b] This is one hell of a neck tie Shinnster.

Theory laughs as he finds a bigger shirt for the big man. He tosses him the shirt. MVP-Don takes the smaller shirt and tosses it into the crowd. The crowd fights over the shirt. MVP-Don and Theory exchange a friendly handshake before the big man disappears into the back. Stare is shown looking at the crowd fight over the TNT T-Shirt.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Don't worry Stare, TNT can afford a few extra shirts. In fact, if you're lucky enough, maybe I'll increase the Blitz! budget for small incidentals such as T-Shirts.

Stare:[/b] And maybe I'll . . . ya know . . . shut the hell up, Shinns!

Stare marches off and walks to the back as Shinns follows, mocking Stare

[Stare]

Chilly Willy is seen following Vegeta backstage, who is dressed in his traveling gear, including a hoodie, as he walks through a bunch of flyer's on a bulletin board. He is reading them as Chilly Willy follows him along, talking

Chilly Willy: All I'm saying is that it's not The Ladies Man's way to be a fighter instead of a lover. Yeah, Starcrunch pissed me off at Fever, but should I just forget the broad?

Vegeta walks along looking at flyers as Chilly Willy continues

Chilly Willy: Maybe you're right. I mean, she cost me a shot at any title of my choosing. Chilly Willy could be aiming for the Rage Championship, or the International Title, or even . . . The World title! I mean, that bitch cost me everything! She has to pay, am I right!?

Vegeta reads over something as he shakes his head and pins it back on the board. He continues to look as Chilly continues

Chilly Willy: You know, I really did like her though. Maybe I should just forget about her, I mean, we're going to be on the same show, I guess I should try to work with her. Thanks for the talk.

Chilly willy pats Vegeta and walks off. Vegeta slowly turns around as Chilly Willy walks away. He pulls his hoodie back and removes a pair of headphones.

Vegeta: I'm sorry, what?

Vegeta looks on for a minute and then shrugs and continues to look at flyers

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NIN Horror is seen standing by a snack machine as he is looking back and forth as he begins to speak

NIN: So, you nervous?

The camera stays on NIN momentarily as we hear Spackle's voice

Spackle: No . . .

The camera pans down to see Spackle, elbow deep in the snack machine door as he looks up at NIN

Spackle: I do this all the time.

Spackle goes shoulder deep as NIN looks down at him

NIN: Not that, about the draft?

Spackle looks back up at NIN

Spackle: No, I'm not nervous, I don’t think. I mean, I'm on Blitz!, and there's a 50/50 shot that you will be too. Besides, things always go in our favor, that's why we were the last two left in the Battle Royal. And, just like we planned, nobody knew we were on the same page.

NIN: Maybe you're right. And, if things don’t go our way, we'll do what we always do, and that's make certain peoples' lives a living Hell until we get what we want! Knowing this place, we'll get purposely screwed and split up anyways . . .

Spackle now had his head and whole left arm in the machine

Spackle: Damn straight! So, what do you want?

NIN: I want us to be in the same fed, we can accomplish more that way.

Spackle: No, in here!

NIN looks through the glass as he answers

NIN: Give me a . . .

Spackle: Today would be nice!

NIN: I guess a Snickers.

A hand smacks NIN on the shoulder as he turns to see two security guards. He looks unnerved as he nudges Spackle

Spackle: I'm going to get the Funyuns. I like to wear them and pretend I've got some ghetto bling bling!

The Security Guards grunts as Spackle stays put for a moment

NIN: Spackle, get out, security is right here!

Spackle nudges a bit and stays put

Spackle: . . . shit

NIN smirks to himself as we fade

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”O Fortuna” hits as the crowd give a mixed reaction, mostly boo’s. Within moments, out walks DeathRow. But with E2 being out with a supposed injury, Funamie fills his shoes. Cactus and Funamie walk down the aisle, ignoring the fans. Funamie slides into the ring as Cactus hopes onto the apron and enters, continuing to taunt the crowd’s. Moments after DR prepare for their opponents, “Bangers” hits as the crowd continue into their mixed reaction mode. Out walks the former P2PW Tag Team Champions, MVP-Don and Trent Acid, who are angry as ever. They throw off their T-Shirts and run down the aisle and slide right into the ring to do battle with DeathRow.

TAG TEAM MATCH
Deathrow (Cactus & Funamie) vs. Trent Acid & MVP-Don
(Written By: ChadClassic)

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DING, DING, DING

Trent goes right at Funamie, but she ducks and Dropkicks him down. He pops back up, only to get an elbow to the eye from Funamie. Cactus knees Don in the gut and throws him over the ropes. He goes to leave, but the referee informs him that he has to stay back in to start the match. Funamie and Trent start the match off as Cactus goes on the apron, and MVP tries climbing up to his side of the apron. Funamie mounts Trent and beats away at him with constant right hands to the face. Right after right, Trent tries covering up, but Funamie won’t stop. He finally gets up and kicks Trent dead in the face. He rolls over holding his face as Funamie lets out a yell. He runs off the ropes, but MVP Don knees her in the back. The crowd give a mixed reaction. Funamie goes to swing at Don, but he ducks, grabs her hand, and locks her in a Chokehold by the ropes. Funamie screams and tries to escape, but Trent runs and knocks Cactus off the rope. As Don has Funamie locked in a Dragon Sleeper over the ropes, Trent climbs the turnbuckle, jumps, and hits a Spear to Funamie. Cover. 1… 2… 3Funamie’s arm is under the rope. Trent grabs her by the hair and makes the tag into MVP-Don. Done comes into the ring with a game plan. He grabs up Funamie and throws her into the D-Unit corner. With Cactus still on the crowd from Trent’s hard punch to the jaw, he runs from one corner and goes at Funamie, but Funamie ducks and Don hits the turnbuckle with impact. Funamie hits Don with a Hurracanranna, but Don catches her and slams her down with a Powerbomb.

The crowd can feel the ending coming already. Cover. 1… 2… Don picks her up. He puts her between his legs and looks to go for another Powerbomb, but Cactus runs into the ring and Spear’s Don himself. Funamie falls on top of Don as Cactus rolls out of the ring and fights with Acid. Funamie on top of Don, cover! 1… Don pushes Funamie off with ease. Don pops up, and Funamie backs herself into the corner. Don attempts another Stinger Splash, but Funamie again moves! She jumps and hits a Enziguri, kicking Don dead in the back of the head. Don falls to the mat, trying to recover from the hard blow. Funamie sprawls him out by the turnbuckle and climbs on the apron. She climbs on the turnbuckle and is about to dive down for a flip, but Trent pushes Cactus down, hops on the apron, and pushes her down. But Funamie uses her long legs to do a flip on the mat and roll up. As Don climbs up, Funamie ducks under his Clothesline, Forearm’s Trent off the apron, who falls into Cactus’ arms, and then Pele Kick’s MVP-Don. Cactus runs Trent’s back into the apron before dropping him, running to the other side, and gets tagged in by Funamie. He enters the ring, stalks MVP-Don, and locks him in a Tazmission. He lay’s down and locks it in tight. Funamie runs and keeps Trent occupied by beating on him with kicks. Don tries to break free, but Cactus’ grip is too good and he chokes him out. Don taps out quick.

DING, DING, DING

Cactus & Funamie - 4.4 + 4.53 + 1.1 voting = 10.03
MVP-Don & Trent Acid - 4.23 + 4.3 + 1.3 voting = 9.83

Winners: DeathRow

Cactus rolls out of the ring, being met by Funamie. She raises there arms as Cactus smiles into the ring as Trent checks on MVP-Don

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Cactus is caught backstage by Kacey Garcia. She stops him as he turns with an expressionless look.

Kacey Garcia: Cactus apart from the Championship Bin, you were the first draft tonight. How do you feel about going to Blitz!?

Cactus: Does it really matter, Kacey? Wherever I go, people are going to call me a murderer. So, I've decided that I'm going to embrace what people say. I feel sorry for Blitz!, cause it has ended up with P2PW's Killer!

Kacey Garcia: How about the possibility of being split from your team mates, Deathrow?

Cactus: As far as that goes, the P2PW better be willing to make some changes if that happens, cause there will be Hell to pay if they split the most dominant faction in the P2PW! Where Cactus goes, Deathrow follows!

Cactus walks away with intensity as Kacey looks on

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The seen switches to Aladdin sitting in his locker room watching a monitor. He is accompanied by Dickie Cha'Mone. Kacey Garcia walks into the room.

Kacey Garcia:[/b] Aladdin, what are your reactions to the draft pick thus far?

Aladdin looks up towards Kacey.

Aladdin:[/b] Both brands have received some decent talent. I'm anxious to see exactly where I'll end up.

Kacey turns towards Dickie Cha'Mone.

Kacey Garcia:[/b] What about you Dickie?

Dickie Cha'Mone:[/b] Tee...

Kacey stares at Cha'Mone. She continues to hold the microphone to his mouth. The camera pans to Kacey's face. She looks confused. The camera pans to Aladdin. He keeps his eyes on the monitor as he speaks.

Aladdin:[/b] Just give him a little tap.

Kacey looks towards the camera and shrugs. She gently cocks the microphone back and lightly taps Dickie Cha'Mone in the mouth. A small "thud" can be heard.

Dickie Cha'Mone:[/b] Heeee!!

Kacey continues to wait for Dickie's response. After a few moments, Aladdin looks up at Kacey and speaks again.

Aladdin:[/b] Do you need a translation? "Tee Heee" means, he too is anxious.

Aladdin rolls his eyes before turning towards the monitor again. Kacey shakes her head before leaving the room. She closes the door behind her. As she walks off, the door is heard opening. Kacey turns around and sees Dickie's head peaking into the hallways.

Dickie Cha'Mone:[/b] . . . . . .

Dickie flutters his eyelashes without saying anything. He then pulls himself back into the room and closes the door. Kacey walks off.

Kacey Garcia:[/b] freak...

[Stare]

Stare and Shinns walk out. Stare marches towards the bin with anger. He throws his arm in and grabs a ball. He cracks it open and reads the name. He smiles as he scratches his chin

Stare: Man, I could sure use some of this man's merchandise at the moment. Ladies and gentlemen, a young prospect who, thanks to Blitz!, will have an awesome run in the P2PW. Blitz! has gained _the j-man!

"I Get High" hits as _the j-man walks out with a joint hanging from his mouth. He blows a puff of smoke in Stare's face, and shakes his hand. He is given a Blitz! shirt as he puts it on. He looks down in approval. He glances over at Shinn's Theory and approaches him. Shinns watches him and _the j-man walks right up to him. He slowly bends down and begins to dig through the shirts Shinns has

Shinns: Uhhh, J, those shirts are for TNT superstars!

_the j-man looks up and stumbles around a bit and into the mic at Shinns table

_the j-man HEY!! HEEEEEYY GUY! IS THIS ON!? HELLO!? I CAN HEAR MYSELF THINK!

_the j-man stumbles back from the mic laughing to himself as he walks into the setup beside the entranceway. He stumbles back again and walks out as Stare and Shinns looks on, shaking their heads in embarrassment

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Man, that guy is a trip.

Shinn's begins to laugh at his own joke.

Stare:[/b] Lame.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] I know.

Theory walks to the bin. He gives it a could spin before picking a ball. He cracks the ball open and returns to his podium.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Well, they just keep coming my way. First TNT receives a near 3 hundred and 30 pounder. Now, TNT receives a near 7 foot tall monster. Wolverine, welcome to TNT!!

The fans boo as "Fight" hits. Wolverine tosses the curtain aside and immediately approaches Stare. He steps quickly towards Stare. Stare flinches and steps back a bit. Wolverine laughs as he turns towards Theory, who is holding a TNT shirt out for him. Theory laughs along with Wolverine. Wolverine grabs the shirt and looks it over. Theory extends his hand. Wolverine quickly takes one step towards Theory. Shinn's quickly steps back, covering up his face with his arms. Wolverine laughs and disappears into the back.

[/i]Stare and Shinn's Theory return to their podiums for a minute. The both remain silent for a short time.[/i]

Stare:[/b] Jesus....

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Yes my son?

Stare shakes his head and looks towards Shinn's Theory.

Stare:[/b] Shut up.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Again?

Stare:[/b] Yes.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Alright...

Stare looks at Shinns with a blank expression as he approaches the bin. He grabs a ball and then heads back to his podium

Stare: Get as many monsters as you want, Shinns, I'll keep on topping you!

Stare cracks the ball open and smiles. He looks down at the paper as he looks very dissapointed and mumbles

Stare: Mmitz moozes maaaey marrmia

Shinns: Heh . . . WHAT STARE!?

Stare: Blitz! chooses Kacey Garcia . . .

"Watching You Die", Blitz!'s theme song hits as Kacey walks out. The crowd give her a warm welcome as Stare hands her a shirt

Kacey: Any chance I can get a tank shirt like Summer got?

Stare: Grow a pair, and I'll think about it . . .

Kacey's jaw drops as she holds her chest and walks to the back embarassed

Shinn's Theory:[/b] That's no way to talk to a lady Stare. She's been here since day one. You're lucky to have her.

Shinn's Theory tries to keep a straight face.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Ha! You got our oldest interviewer!

Stare stares at Theory as he walks to the bin, chuckling. Shinn's Theory reaches in and grabs his next draft pick. He approaches the podium and cracks the ball in half. He reads the name and his jaw drops.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] I knew this was bound to happen.

Shinn's Theory looks over the crowd as they await the next pick.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Ladies and gentlemen, after tonight Deathrow is no more. Funamie has been drafted to TNT!

"Slave for You" hits and Funamie comes out, looking a bit disappointed. Shinn's tosses her one of the cut off tank tops. She stares at the shirt for a moment before looking over at Stare. She then approaches Theory's microphone.

Funamie:[/b] I must say, I really was hoping all of the members of P2PW's most dominant faction, in history, would remain on the same show. However, shit happens. The fact of the matter is, Deathrow will live on. Even though we may be on seperate shows, shit will be done Deathrow style!!!

Funamie quickly strips her shirt off, revealing her bra, and tosses the TNT tank on. The fans cheer at the brief peak before Funamie disappears into the back. Theory proceeds to his podium.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] First Gormy.... Then Summer.... Now Funamie. You really can't go wrong there. Huh Stare?

Stare: It must be terrible knowing that deep down inside, you are as gay as the day is long.

Stare approaches the bin, obviously becoming agitated by this ordeal. He reaches in after spinning it and grabs a ball. He walks back over to his side. He leans on the podium and slams the ball on the table. He grabs the piece of paper and reads it. He has a blank expression as he looks over at Shinns.

Stare: I honestly don't know how I feel about this. He's been the most hated person backstage since he got here, but tonight, he did pull of a win. Blitz! has gained J.T. Blade.

"Born To Raise Hell" hits as J.T. Blade walks out. He is very cocky after his win as he walks over and shakes Stare's hand. He puts his Blitz! shirt on and holds the logo up. He smiles as the crowd give off a mixed reaction. He flips Shinns off and exits as Stare leans on his podium, massaging his temple

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Better you than me.

Shinn's Theory walks over to the bin. Just as he reaches in, J.T. Blade pops out from behind the curtain and flips Shinn's off again. Theory rolls his eyes as he takes his pick. He walks back to his podium. He holds his pick high above his head.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Everyone, nothing can be worse than Stare's last pick. So, here goes.

Shinn's Theory cracks open the ball and reads the name. He hangs his head in shame.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] I swear, every time I make a comment about my balls....

Theory stops for a minute. He looks over at Stare who is laughing.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Laugh it up Prune Balls. As I was saying... Every time I make a comment about my DRAFT PICKS before reading the pick, I get screwed. John MacKay, get your ass out here and take this damn TNT shirt.

"Battleflag" hits and John enters. Shinn's Theory quickly whips the shirt at John. John starts to put the shirt on. Theory walks over to John and shoves him through the curtain.

Stare: Shinns, I feel like that curse you have doesn’t affect me. NOBODY can be worse than John McKay!

Stare heads toward the bin. He gives it a big spin and picks his ball . . . then he takes one out of the cage. He walks over to his podium and cracks it open. Stare frowns and begins to slam his head into the podium. Shinn's Theory begins laughing as Stare stops and looks up and smiles

Stare: . . . say it with me, Shinns. Soundscream.

"Get Back" hits as Soundscream is nowhere to be found. Stare waits with a shirt held up and then smacks his head. Shinn's theory is laughing as he speaks

Shinns: Ha! You douche! Soundscream is hospitalized! Say it with me . . . wheelchair!

Stare slams the podium as Shinns wipes his eyes

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Poor little Stare...

Shinn's takes a journey to the bin and nabs his next pick. He goes back to his podium.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] You know, SoundScream would have been one hell of a pick if it wasn't for his current condition. Bummer dude.

Theory splits the ball with one hand and takes the paper out. As he reads the name, a huge smile overtakes his face.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Stare, I really hate to do this to you but.... TNT has just picked a former World Champion! "Sensational Shooter" Shane Montez!!!

The fans jump to their feet as "People Hate Me" hits. Shane appears on Zeroin.

Shane Montez:[/b] Yes, it's true. I am taking a long overdue vacation. But, I've been keeping up with the P2PW. That's why I sent for these...

Shane holds a Blitz! shirt in one hand and a TNT shirt in the other.

Shane Montez:[/b] Looks like I won't need this.....

Shane reads the label of the Blitz! shirt.

Shane Montez:[/b] ...50% cotton Blitz! shirt? Wow... lacking funds over there?

Shane tosses the Blitz! shirt to the side. He tosses the TNT shirt on before he, proudly, looks into the camera.

Shane Montez:[/b] See you on TNT...

Zeroin fades to black. Shinn's Theory is shown clapping. The crowd is heard cheering. Theory looks over towards Stare.

Stare: Yeah, nabbing a guy on "vacation" is much better than me gaining someone in the hospital. At least my guy is on the active list.

Stare rolls his eyes as he heads towards the bin. He spins it a while and taps his foot. He stops it and reaches in as he heads back to the podium. He reaches it and cracks the ball open. He reads it as he speaks

Stare: Well, Shinns, this man is a former Tag Team Champion. He had a pretty good run at Mania, and in my view, is one of the talents with undiscovered potential. Former Blood Pack member, "The Tiger" . . . Vegeta!

"One Step Closer" hits as Vegeta walks out. He looks around as the crowd boos him on. He walks over to the podium

Vegeta: This draft is a fresh start for everyone, and a fresh start for me. Come Blitz!, Vegeta will become a name synonymous with greatness.

Vegeta shakes Stare's hand and heads to the back

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Nice pick there Stare.... As for your comment about Shane, he can come back when he wants to. He doesn't need "doctor's approval"......

Shinn's Theory is shown walking to the bin mouthing the words "numb nuts". He reaches in and returns to his podium. He cracks open the ball and looks at the name on the paper. He squints. He closes his eyes and shakes his head. Again, he looks at the name.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Hmmmmm... Well, as you mentioned when you picked SoL, there are a few special picks in this son of a bitch. And, it just so happens that I grabbed one. He TOO is a former Tag Team Champion. He is also a former friend of mine and fellow Apocalypse member. TNT brings back, Firefly!!

The lights drop in the arena. No sound is heard. Suddenly, two flames explode near Stare and Shinn's Theory. Zeroin flickers and reveals the words "Firefly Returns to TNT"....The lights slowly come back on. Shinn's Theory and Stare are shown, shoulder to shoulder, on top of the ramp. They look in opposite directions. Suddenly, their eyes meet and both quickly move away from each other.

Stare:[/b] Homo...

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Fruit...

Both men walk back to their podiums, giving off an uneasy glance. Stare looks around a bit and finally comes to a realization and heads towards the bin. He spins it and picks one. He dangles it in the air at Shinns as he heads back to the podium. He cracks it open and looks at it

Stare: . . . the fuck? Blitz! gets Brittany Keller.

"Watching You die" hits as Brittany struts out. The audience cheers her as he poses. She walks over and grabs her Blitz! shirt She grabs the mic

Brittany Keller: I just want to serve notice. I know that Blitz! also got Kacey Garcia, and I want her to know that she will NOT be the best reporter on this show!

Brittany walks off as Stare looks a bit stunned. He leans over and whispers into the mic

Stare: Dude, her left boob totally grazed my elbow, score!

Shinn's looks over towards Stare.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Sweet! Those things cost me 5 grand.

Shinn's pauses for a minute. Stare is shown still gleaming with joy. Theory walks over to the bin and gives it a nice spin. And grabs his next pick and cracks it open. His face lights up. He rushes to his podium.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Well, well, well... What do we have here? Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No, TNT just drafted Superman!!!

The Superman Theme comes on for a brief moment. Suddenly the sound fades.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Ok, so TNT didn't get Superman. However, this pick may be one of my favorites so far. Let me tell you who WON'T be on Blitz!.... Anthony "Da Man" Mckenna!!

The crowd roars as "Before I Forget" hits. Everyone awaits Mckenna's presence. However, much to everyone's disappointment, he is not in the arena.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] No worries. I have spoken with Anthony recently. He is eager to make his return. He hinted to me that he really would like to be on TNT. However, he was also willing to accept the fact that he may end up on Blitz!

Shinn's looks into the camera.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Welcome home Ant. Welcome to TNT...

The crowd cheers as Shinn's is shown, once again, applauding his pick.

Stare: I really could care less, Shinns. I would get tired of announcing his return every couple of months on Blitz!. Nice pick!

Stare marches off first yet again. Shinns smirks to the crowd as he follows him out

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We see "recorded earlier" in the top left of the screen as John McKay is standing backstage as he approaches a door

John McKay: Hey fans! John McKay here! I'm back here, and I'm going to try to get an interview with Rocky. There was a commotion a bit earlier with Dr. Anderson, and I'm going to try to check in on things.

John McKay knocks as the door is almost immediately opened. John looks a bit shocked as Rocky smiles.

Rocky: Why, hello, Johnny! What can I do for you?

Rocky stands with a smile as John looks a bit unnerved

John McKay: Yes, ummm, we heard from Soul Reaper tonight, and I was just wanting to get your take on Soul Reaper?

Rocky smiles for a minute and then pats McKay on the shoulder

Rocky: Well, you see, Johnny, Soul Reaper and me have had a nice little feud over the past months. In fact, we fought to a tie. It sure wasn’t fair, because everyone knows I would've came out on top. But, I think the real important thing here is this . . .

Rocky grabs McKay's collar and slams him up against the opposite wall

Rocky: It's that you should NEVER EVER conspire outside of my door, as if you're going to try and crack some information out of me! In fact, don't even come to my door, John. I will let you know if I have something to say. Now give me that damn mic[/i]

Rocky sits John down and takes the mic, and then shoves John out of the way

Rocky: So, Soul Reaper, tonight is the night that everything comes to an end. You've been drafted to Blitz!, and I've been drafted to TNT. Tonight, the question is answered, who is better? Rocky or Soul Reaper? Well, let me save everyone some time, cause I am the better man! It's that simple, and I shouldn’t have to give you people any other reasons than that, cause quite frankly, I don’t fuckin feel like it!

Rocky throws the mic into the camera, turning Zeroin to static

[Stare]

“Hysteria” hits the arena as Rocky comes out from behind the curtain. With a steel chair in hand, Rocky walks down intensely to the ring. He takes no notice of the crowd, until one fan in particular starts mouthing off so loudly that he breaks Rocky’s concentration. Rocky walks over to the side, and the fan, although the doesn’t stop yelling, slowly eases back. Rocky gets right up close to the fan with his dark eyes stuck on the fan. Suddenly Rocky swings his chair violently at the fan, but stops an inch above his head. The fan falls back in horror as Rocky laughs, heading back to the ring. Rocky slides the chair into the ring but uses the steel steps to enter the ring himself. He walks over to the middle of the ring and picks up the chair. With his music still playing Rocky unfolds the chair and sits down. He puts his hand into his pocket and takes some tape out. Rocky slowly wraps the tape around his hands. His music ceases to play and Rocky instantly gets to his feet, throwing the tape into the crowd.

“For Whom the Bell Tolls” is heard throughout the arena. Soul Reaper instantly comes bursting out from behind the curtain. With a sledgehammer in hand, Soul Reaper runs straight towards the ring at unparalleled speed, leaving Rocky too little time to ready himself. Soul Reaper jumps into the ring, sliding underneath the ropes and takes down Rocky with a spear, causing both of them to drop their weapons. The referee calls for the bell and the match is officially underway.

FIRST BLOOD MATCH
Rocky vs. Soul Reaper
(Written By: Aladdin)

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Soul Reaper, having taken Rocky to the floor pounds away on him with fists to the face. Rocky overwhelmed, by Reaper’s velocity coming in, does nothing but try to cover his face with his arms. Reaper gets off of Rocky and goes to pick up the sledgehammer he brought in. Reaper turns around, facing Rocky, and runs at him with the hammer raised above his head. Reaper swings down with the hammer aiming for Rocky’s head, but Rocky moves out of the way and hits a drop toe-hold on Reaper, causing him to fall face first into the hammer. Rocky crawls over to Reaper and kneels over him. He grabs Reaper by his hair and violently slams his head back and forth into the sledgehammer on the mat, bringing a smile to his face. Rocky turns Reaper’s face around to check for blood but is disappointed at what he sees. Rocky rises and walks back to take a short break. Reaper is still laying on the floor, grasping his head. Rocky springs off the ropes and football kicks Reaper’s head. The force of the kick causes Reaper to roll out of the ring to the floor. He lies down by the ring apron. Rocky walks over to the ropes above Reaper. In this time Reaper, secretly pulls out a trash can lid from underneath the ring. Rocky pokes his upper body between the ropes, in attempt to pull Reaper up but instead gets cracked on the head by the trash can lid. Rocky falls back shocked by the shot. Reaper slowly gets to his feet, still dazed himself. He drops back down to one knee, looks under the ring, pulls out a couple steel chairs, a fire extinguisher, and a trash can full of other weapons. Reaper throws all the objects into the ring quickly. As Reaper throws the fire extinguisher into the ring, Rocky starts to rise, but is hit by the extinguisher and falls back down, getting a chorus of laughs from the crowd. Reaper slides back into the ring. He takes out a pair of kendo sticks from the trash can. With the sticks still in hand, Reaper bounces off the ropes and lands a high knee drop on Rocky’s forehead, causing him to rise. Reaper strikes Rocky violently at the back of his head and his back repeatedly. Reaper then bounces off the ropes and hits a stiff martial arts kick to Rocky’s back. Rocky’s upper body moves forward into his legs. Reaper, seeing Rocky’s position, picks up a steel chair springs off the ropes and jumps up for a leg drop with the chair underneath his legs, reminiscent of Sabu. Rocky’s back folds up awkwardly, causing him tremendous pain.

Reaper catches his breath, before mounting the turnbuckle. He waits for Rocky to get to his feet. Rocky slowly makes it to his feet, but before Reaper gets a chance to jump, Rocky runs into the ropes causing Reaper to lose his footing and fall down into his privates. Rocky moves over to Reaper, holding his back. He places Reaper’s arm over his neck, and takes a hold of his leg, in a suplex-like position. Rocky moves to the middle of the ring and drops down, hitting a musclebuster. Rocky attempts to nip up but fails, due to the pain in his back. He gets up normally and takes a break to tend to his back. Rocky realizes that Reaper is slowly getting up, and so he runs towards the ropes and attempts an asai moonsault but Reaper moves out of the way and pulls the trash can to where he was. Rocky crashes into the can and bounces off onto his feet. Reaper quickly runs at Rocky and hits an STO back onto the trash can.

Reaper picks up Rocky, but gets taken down by an arm-bar. Rocky then quickly converts to an ankle lock. Rocky twists Reaper’s ankle viciously, trying to break it, but Reaper twists around, countering the move, pulling Rocky down the floor with his legs. Rocky does a front roll, picks up a steel chair and tries to hit Reaper around the head with it. Reaper ducks and dropkicks Rocky’s knee. Rocky falls flat on his face, manages to avoid the multiple objects in the ring. Reaper quickly climbs the ropes and jumps off the ropes with a frog splash. Reaper lands on Rocky’s back, squashing him into the mat. Reaper ambles over the trash can. He picks it up and looks inside for something. He throws out everything in the can but doesn’t find what he wants. He slides under the ropes and looks under the ring. He searches for a while, until he finally finds what he wants. He stands up and shows that he has barbed wire wrapped around his hand. He jumps up onto the ring apron, when Rocky comes flying out of nowhere over the top rope with a shining wizard. Reaper crashes to the floor, and Rocky falls on top of the barricade. A “Holy Shit!” chant starts up as both wrestler are lying motionless, and bloodless on the floor.

The two get to their feet at the same time, and start to brawl on the outside. Reaper cathes one of Rocky’s punches and chops him across the chest. Rocky then responds with a chop of his own. The two ensue with a chopping contest, which brings them all the way in front of the announce table. Rocky chops Reaper, but Reaper responds with a kick to the gut and slams Rocky’s head into the announce table, but Rocky stops the shot, elbows Reaper in the stomach, winding him and throws him head violently into the table himself. Reaper bounces off the table and falls to the floor. Rocky strips the announce table to it’s bare bones, removing the cover and the monitors. Rocky picks Reaper up, hits him with one of the monitors and places him on the announce table. Rocky climbs onto the table. Rocky picks up Reaper. Reaper quickly kicks Rocky and sets him up for the evenflow DDT. Reaper falls back, but Rocky pulls away, keeping a vertical base. Rocky takes a hold of both of Reaper’s legs, which were in the air after falling back. Rocky turns Reaper into the Hard Dayz submission, his version of the Lion Tamer boston crab. Rocky bends Reaper around, like a pretzel. Reaper grabs Rocky’s leg and pulls hard on it, casuing Rocky to lose his balance and fall hard onto the announce table, catalyzing the table to give way and break. The two fall with the table and are lying on top of each other among the wreck.

Rocky is the first to get to his feet. He pulls out two tables from under the ring and slides them into the ring. He then turns his attention to the steel steps. Rocky lifts one half of the steps up. As Reaper gets up, Rocky charges at him and hits him square in the face. Rocky then drops the steps. He places Reaper on them and then walks over to the ring. He climbs to the top rope closest steps. He faces away from Reaper. Rocky stand up tall on the top rope and jumps off with a moonsault. Reaper moves out of the way at the last second and Rocky crashes hard into the steel, face first. Reaper takes a look at Rocky to check for blood and is annoyed to see none. Reaper, enraged, gets up and throws Rocky into the ring.

Reaper sets up a table near the corner. He rolls Rocky just in front of the table. Reaper climbs the corner to the second rope. He waits anxiously for Rocky to get up. As Rocky gets to his feet, Reaper jumps off the ropes, catches Rocky by the neck and attempts his Red Alert move, a tornado flatliner from the second rope, but Rocky counters the move and hits a black hole slam on Reaper into the table. Rocky and Reaper both lie on the mat. Rocky slowly moves away from Reaper, towards something. He grabs a pair of hand-cuffs. Rocky drags Reaper over to the corner. Rocky locks one side of the cuffs onto the bottom rope in the corner. He then grabs Reaper’s hand and places the cuff around his wrist. Before he could lock it, Reaper kicks a stiff kick to his face, forcing him out of the ring, through the ropes. Reaper moves away from the cuffs. Rocky climbs back into the ring and charge at Reaper. Rocky attempts a clothesline, but Reaper ducks and goes for a superkick to the back of Rocky’s head, but Rocky catches it. Rocky spins Reaper around, locks his arms around Reaper’s waist, moves just in front of the ropes and german suplexes Reaper out of the ring. Reaper spins around in air and manages to land on his feet, which gains a big pop. He jumps onto the ring apron. Rocky sees Reaper, jumps to the side second rope and springs over the top rope towards Reaper. Rocky lands on Reaper’s shoulders and tries to use the momentum to hit a huracanrana but Reaper powers out of the move and holds Rocky in the powerbomb position. Reaper turns around. Rocky tries to hold on to the ropes but Reaper hits his Rest In Peace finisher, a gansobomb. Rocky’s head is driven into the outside floor, which gets a “This is Awesome” chant from the crowd. The two lie motionless on the floor as the crowd cheer loudly.

After a long break, the two of them get to their feet. They slide back into the ring, and deliver punch after punch to each other. Rocky whips Reaper into the corner where the hand-cuffs are. Rocky places Reaper onto the top rope and climbs to the top rope himself. Rocky sets Reaper up for his Rocky Roads finisher. Rocky lifts Reaper up and falls back from the ropes. Reaper reverses the move in mid-air, falling behind Rocky and locking in his Eternal Sleep, the million dollar dream. The two fall to the mat, with Reaper holding the submission in tight. Rocky tries to break free but Reaper holds on tightly, limiting Rocky oxygen intake. Rocky loses a lot of energy and although is not totally unconscious, is very lightheaded. Reaper lets got of the hold and drags Rocky to the corner. Reaper quickly locks the hand cuffs on Rocky, trapping him in the corner. Reaper jumps out of the ring. He wanders around the ring looking for something. Reaper finds the barb-wire from earlier. He raises his arm in the air and wraps his hand in the wire. He slides into the ring. Rocky, having seen Reaper’s hand, kicks and punches violently at the air, to stop Reaper from getting close to him. Reaper tries to get close to Rocky but can’t without getting hit. Reaper then decides to slide out of the ring. He walks over to Rocky from the outside, where he can’t hit him. Rocky tries to break the hand-cuffs, but Reaper trips him and nails Rocky with 10 quickfire punches to the head, busting Rocky open. Reaper continues to punch away until the referee signals for the bell to be rung, having seen Rocky’s blood.

Ring Announcer: Ladies & Gentlemen Rocky has been busted open and therefore your winner of the match…Soul Reaper.

Rocky - 4.65 promo + 1.1 voting = 5.75
Soul Reaper - 4.85 promo + 1.3 voting = 6.15

WINNER: Soul Reaper

Reaper’s music plays as Rocky wipes his head and sees the blood on his hands. Rocky enraged violently pulls at the hand-cuffs breaking them. Rocky looks around for Reaper as he is walking towards the back, looking at his bloody hands with a smile. He turns around as Rocky and him stare at one another. Soul Reaper cracks a smile as Rocky looks on with the most violent, and unwell expression he has ever had. Soul Reaper smirks as he walks to the back

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We go back to the concession area once again as we see NIN talking to the two guards

NIN: Look, I'll give you guys the freaking 65 cents!

Security Guard #1 A payoff isn't going to solve your friends head being stuck in the machine.

The camera pans down to see Spackle's body hanging out of the snack machine door

Spackle: I DON'T WANNA GO TO JAIL!!!

Security Guard #2 For the last damn time! You're not going to jail!

NIN: Well, personally, I don’t know how to go about this. His head is stuck, so, anybody have any butter?

Security Guard #1: Yeah . . . I carry butter on me.

The cop rolls his eyes as NIN looks around

NIN: Well, what do you guys want to do?

Security Guard #2: Hmmm, come here and let's talk this over.

NIN follows the cops along as Spackle stays put, obviously. NIN is seen nodding as the two security guards walk off

Spackle: What'd they say?

NIN: They're going to take you in, but I'm off the hook.

Spackle: WHAT!?

The two security guards come back into the frame

Spackle: Dudes, we can work something out! I think there are some donut holes on the top shelf, let me see if I can reach them!

Spackle frantically reaches his arm up as the guards talk to NIN

Security Guard #1: That's a stereotype! We're going to go to the garage area and see if they have anything.

NIN: Alright.

The guards turn around to talk as NIN taps Spackle. Spackle suddenly shoots out with ease, carrying a load of snacks. NIN and Spackle look both ways and run off as the Security guards head the opposite direction. The camera stays focused on the machine until you hear a guard's voice

Security Guard #2: Hold on, I think I left my can of pop over there.

The Security Guard walks back into the frame, looking around. He turns back around with an ashamed look. The other guard comes back into the frame

Security Guard #1: Are you kidding me? Those assholes!

Security Guard #2: What are you so mad about, we can get our donut holes now?

The other guard gains a smile on his face as both men approach the machine

[Stare]

Stare and Shinns walks out again. Once again, Stare walks towards the bin and spins it. He reaches in and takes out his pick.

Shinns:[/b] Well, Stare. It appears we have the rest of the night! Good luck.

Stare cracks the ball open and looks at it with question. He slowly walks back to his podium

Stare: What the hell is an Ecos?

Shinns:[/b] He recently signed a contract, he was at Fever! Hello! Pay attention, frootstand!

Stare: Ok, well, "The Chosen One" Ecos is on Blitz!

"Starport" hits as Ecos walks out in his sports suit. He looks both ways and then points to Stare. Stare nods as Ecos nods and walks towards Stare. He walks right past Stare, around him, and stands in front of the mic

Ecos: I don't really want a shirt, not a big t-shirt fan. Anyways, I'm tired of sitting on the sidelines, and I don’t care where I go as long as I get a match. So, yeah, who gives a fuck about all this anyways? In the grand scheme of it all, I'm going to have to make myself a star and walk over some big names to prove I'm the best, cause I know if I don't, I'll just get fucked over by the P2PW writers. The Chosen One has arrived on Blitz! . . . apparently.

Ecos walks off as Stare looks on with a Blitz! shirt in his hand. He throws the shirt back down in the box

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Well Stare, he sure looks like a promising pick.

Shinn's Theory gives Stare a "thumbs up" as he approaches the bin. He spins the handle. The bin settles. Shinn's reaches in and grabs his next pick. We walks to his podium and cracks the ball open. He reads the name to himself.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Ok, I may be in the same boat with this pick, Stare. However, this man has showed much more promise. TNT drafts Stevo316.

"Wake Up" hits and Steveo316 appears. Shinn's Theory holds out a TNT shirt. Stevo316 walks by, not paying any attention to Theory. He approaches Theory's podium.

Stevo316:[/b] I don't give a rat's ass where I go. The fact is, I'll whoop anyone's ass in this damn federation.

The crowd boos as Stevo316 signals for a few beers. As as staff member tosses Stevo316 a few cold ones, Shinn's intercepts.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Look big guy....You've been drafted to TNT. I'm not going to let you run your mouth about my current roster. But, more importantly, I will not let you drink without offering me any. So, if you don't hand me a few of those you will find yourself stuck on Superstar Sunday for the remainder of your contract.

Stevo316 looks at his handful of beer. He tosses a couple to Shinn's Theory. They both open their beers and smack them together. Both men chug. Stevo316 disappears into the back. Shinn's Theory looks towards Stare. Stare mouths the word "Disgrace". Theory looks back towards the staff member and signals for a couple more beers. The staff member tosses Shinn's two more. Shinn's Theory catches them. He opens one up, takes a slug, and places it on his podium.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] What's the problem? I have a new TNT drinking buddy. Yea, he may piss me off at times. And, yes...he may resemble a huge name in this industry. However....

Theory holds up a beer.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] This motha trucka is cold. That's good enough for me.

Stare: At least Blitz! isn't going to have people running around imitating WWE stars. The names Fake Diesel and Fake Razor come to mind.

Stare waltzes towards the bin and winds it up. He reaches in and heads back to his podium. He opens up the ball. He looks at the name, reading it and thinking about it as he nods in approval

Stare: In case you were wondering if Blitz! is going to counter with a big name anytime soon, you're about to get your answer. This man is a former Rage Champion, and though he is on vacation at the moment, he will be one of the biggest assets on Blitz! upon his return. Blitz! has acquired Sean Patterson!

"Just Another Day in the Flames" hits as Sean Patterson's picture is seen on Zeroin. It focuses in as his music slowly fades out. Stare looks very please at his most recent acquisition as he turns to Shinns.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Touche Stare.... Touche.

Shinn's grabs his beer and heads for the bin. He reaches in and grabs a ball. He walks back to his podium, takes a sip, and cracks the ball open.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] TNT would like to welcome "The Chopping Block". The Executioner has been drafted to TNT.

"California Love" hits and The Executioner appears. Shinn's tosses him a TNT shirt. The Executioner drapes it over his shoulder. Shinn's holds up his beer in approval. The Executioner, standing at 6 foot 3, and weighing well over 3 hundred pounds, approaches Shinn's. He slaps the beer out of Theory's hand and walks to the back. The crowd boos as Theory looks down at his can. Theory proceeds to his podium.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] I guess he's not much of a beer drinker.

Shinn's Theory signals for another beer. The staff member tosses him one. Shinn's Theory grips the beer as he walks towards Stare's podium. He extends the beer, offering it to Stare. Stare looks at it for a second in question as he takes it from Shinns. Shinns walks back to his podium and looks at Stare as Stare shakes the can and looks it over. He cracks it open, letting the suds flow out a bit. He smells it and looks up at Shinns curiously. He slowly takes a sip

Shinns: . . . peed in it

Stare spits the beer out as Shinns begins laughing

Shinns: Heh, I didn’t pee in it, Stare . . . come on!

Stare looks at Shinns in disgust and takes another drink. He looks back at Shinns and proceeds to the bin. He picks a ball out and heads back to his podium. He cracks the ball open and looks at it with a big smile

Stare: Well, Shinns, you got your Executioner, and now I got mine. This man came in to the fed with an impact, and I'm sure he'll come into Blitz! with one. Blitz! has drafted Trent Acid!!!

"The Alchemist" hits as Trent doesn't appear. We go to Zeroin to see Trent and MVP-Don standing beside each other. Both men look disappointed as Trent looks over at MVP

MVP-Don Does this mean that we're through?

Trent Acid: Looks like it. It was fun, man!

Trent shakes MVP's hand as Trent shakes his head in disappointment and heads towards the ring. His music hits again as he walks out. Stare hands him a oversized shirt as he puts it on. Stare puts his hand out, but Trent stares at it and smirks at Stare with a sadistic grin. Stare pulls his arm back in as Trent looks disappointed. Trent sticks his hand out, trying to urge Stare into giving him a handshake. Stare does it as the two embrace. Stare smiles and then becomes frozen. Stare starts to frantically try to get away from Trent as he lets go. Stare grips his hand as Trent walks away laughing. His music cuts as Shinns looks at Stare with a grin

Shinns: That'll hurt the ole' sex life

Stare looks at Shinns and motions for him to pick

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Ya know, before I pick my next pick... Trent likes to cause extinction, Stare. The extinction of your love toy was just a taste of what that man will do to your entire roster.

Shinn's Theory thinks for a second.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Actually, didn't Trent beat you down upon your return?

Stare peers at Theory with anger in his eyes. Theory laughs as he walks towards the bin. Before picking, he proceeds back to his podium.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Not many picks left brother love bone...

Shinn's Theory approaches the bin, he reaches in, sporting a cocky look. He walks back to his podium and cracks open his next pick. Theory looks towards the crowd, laughing, before he looks at his next pick. All of the sudden, Theory's face turns pale. He drops the paper to his feet. Theory then tosses both elbows onto his podium. He shakes his head, disapproving his pick. Finally, Theory speaks.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Actually, wasn't it your pick Stare? I should put this back. I think I slid in front of you there. My bad.

Stare:[/b] Stop being a douche. Read your pick foolass.

Theory shakes his head again. He bends down and picks the paper back up.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Rocky . . .

"Hysteria" hits and Theory's business partner walks out. Rocky grabs a TNT shirt out of the box and pushes Theory to the side.

Rocky:[/b] The fact is, I can be on which ever show I damn well please. I had the opportunity to NOT have my name put into that bin. However, I like the element of surprise. I agreed to....

Rocky pause and grips his temples. His eyes close tight. After taking a few deep breaths, he continues.

Rocky:[/b] I agreed to being part of this draft. And, what was the result? I am placed on TNT with my good ol' buddy Shinn's Theory...

Rocky wraps his arm around Theory and grips tight. Theory wiggles free, pushing Rocky aside. The two men then step towards one another. They are now nose to nose. They exchange a few words. Rocky shoves Theory away from him. He then leans into the microphone.

Rocky:[/b] Welcome me Shinn's. Welcome me to TNT. Go ahead Shinn's. Tell everyone here that I have been drafted to TNT. Come one Theory. They are all waiting...

Shinn's approaches the microphone.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] . . . TNT has drafted Rocky.

Rocky smiles and slaps Shinn's on the back. "Hysteria" hits again. Rocky raises both fists in the air and disappears behind the curtain. The camera pans in on Theory's expression. Shinn's look is obviously of disappointment. Rocky exits as Stare begins to slowly laugh

Stare: Technically, I should get two picks right now, considering that he's got at least 2 more guys inside of him.

Shinns Theory: And how many guys have you had inside you?

Stare looks blankly at Shinns

Stare: You're a froot

Shinns: You're a froot

Stare: Nuh-uh!

Stare shakes his head as he approaches the bin. He grabs one of the few remaining balls and heads back to his podium. He cracks it open as he reads the name. He nods and begins to slowly laugh

Stare: I think this is my favorite pick by far! This man is good for a yuck or two, and if he returns, he may just prove to be something more. Blitz! welcomes Mr. HEEEEEEEEEEEEE himself, Dickie Cha'mone!

"Beat It" hits as Dickie dances out. He spins and moonwalks towards Stare. He spins and grabs a shirts and slides it on. He shakes Stare's hand as he moonwalks back and through the curtain. Shinns looks on dissapointed. Dickie pokes his head back through the curtain towards Shinns

Dickie: HEEEEEEEEE!

Shinns grins and laughs as Dickie exits

Shinn's Theory:[/b] I will admit, that dancin' freak does brighten my dark days. In fact, I remember this one time, backstage, when I was fuming over a business desicion Rocky made without my consult. I swear, my face was as red as a ripe tomato. I was pacing back and forth, fists clenched. Dickie Cha'Mone moonwalked by and give me one of his "Tee Hee's"... For that moment, I forgot about all of my worries. It was Dickie Cha'Mone who use to cheer me up when I was down. It was Dickie Cha'Mone who lifted me up when I fell.. It was...

Stare:[/b] SHINN'S!!!!

Shinn's Theory snaps out of his trance.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Sorry...

Theory walks over to the bin. Before he reaches in, he looks towards the curtain. He yells "One More!"... Cha'Mone pokes his head out.

Dickie: HEEEEEEEEE!

Theory laughs as he reaches into the bin. He walks over to his podium and reads his next pick.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Well, well, well... What do ya know? TNT has just drafted a future World Champion. And that, Stare, is a fact. TNT welcomes Aladdin!!!

"Never Let Me Down" hits and the fans jump to their feet. Aladdin appears. He shakes Theory's hand. Shinn's hands him a TNT T-Shirt. Aladdin proudly puts the shirt on. Theory grabs Aladdin's hand and raises it. The crowd cheers loudly. Again, the two men shake hands just before Aladdin disappears into the back.

Stare: Damn it! Well, I guess you had to get someone of quality eventually . . .

Stare looks dissapointed as he heads to the bin. He gives it a whirl and takes a ball out. He reads it and smirks to himself as he paces back to his podium

Stare: Shinns, I think you remember this fellow. He is a former International Champion, and arguably the greatest we ever had. Ladies and Gentlemen, he signed his full-time contract just days ago, Blitz! has taken a knockout in the form of a TKO. Blitz! drafts Steve TKO!

"Rock You Like a Hurricane" hits as Steve TKO does not appear

Stare: Of course, Steve cant' be here. He is recuperating from a nasty fall at WrestleFever 2, but his injuries are not as bad as we thought, and he will be back sooner than later. 2 balls left, Shinns, good luck!

Shinn's Theory thinks for a moment. He walks over to the bin. He reaches in and grabs on of the last picks. He walks over to the podium.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Before I read the name of my last pick, I would just like to compliment this ball. I've had a some bad luck tonight. So, I will dodge the jinx and compliment this fine piece of art.

Stare rolls his eyes.

Stare:[/b] Oh Please...

Shinn's Theory ignores him.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] So, without further ado. TNT's last draft pick is....

Theory cracks open the ball with confidence. He reads the name. Shinn's begins to shake his head. He then tosses the ball at his feet and begins to stomp on it.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] That's the last time I compliment a ball!!

Stare:[/b] Yea right...

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Shut!

Theory shakes his head as he reads TNT's last draft pick.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Well, there is one good thing about this. The fact that this little bitch isn't here tonight. TNT's last draft pick is...E2.

The crowd boos as "Headsprung" is played.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Cut the music!

"Headsprung" is cut short. Theory peers into the camera.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] I know you're watching from your hospital bed. E2, you shouldn't be happy about this. In fact, you should be down right pissed. I'm going to make your life a living hell for the remainder of your contract... Do yourself a favor. Milk that injury for as long as you can.

"Slave for You" hits and Funamie appears, holding her cell phone. Her music fades. She walks past Theory. Funamie holds the her phone up to the microphone.

E2:[/b] See you soon . . . Thief!

"Headsprung" hits. Funamie snaps her phone shut and walks off. The camera pans towards Theory who has a look of fury written across his face.

Stare: That's what you get for stealing titles. But, yeah, I hope you draft a mop to wipe up E2's tears, it'd be a shame for TNT to get sued thanks to someone slipping. And, I guess that this last pick is mine. I think I know who it is, but you can never be too sure.

Stare takes the last ball and cracks it open. He reads the name at his podium as his head slumps down into his hands. He looks at the name again in shock

Stare: Holy shit! Shinns, you are going to shit your pants when I read this!

Shinns looks on in question as Stare has become completely serious. He looks at the paper again in shock

Stare: Blitz! drafts . . . Triple H!!!!

"The Game" hits as the fans leap up out of their seats. Different colored lights flash as the drums kick in for the song. The fans are cheering like crazy as Shinns looks like he's in a daydream. Finally the music cuts as Stare is on the ground, slamming his fist into the steel floor, laughing hysterically. Shinns looks on with wide eyes as he looks around. Stare stands back up

Stare: Ah . . .Jesus . . .that was grand! HAHAHAHA!

Stare laughs a bit more as Shinns looks on very disappointed

Stare: Oh man, you had this look like you where a 13 year old who just saw his first set of boobs! Priceless, good stuff! Anyways, Blitz! drafts "The New Horror Show" NIN Horror!

"I'm a Hustla" hits as "The New Horror Show" walks out. He looks around as he shakes his head at Shinns. He walks over to Stare and snatches his Blitz! shirt. He looks around the shirt for a second and gives a thumbs up to Stare. As soon as Stare points and laughs at Shinns, NIN throws the blows his nose on the shirt, and tosses it into the crowd. He takes the mic in his hand

NIN Horror: Stare, I hope you realize what you have in me! The P2PW as a whole has misused me, along with many other superstars. It's one of the reasons I hate this place. Maybe now, this whole draft will be a realization to the greatness that I am, cause you're looking at the future headliner of this company. Oh! and don't forget, along with me, you also get my Ultimate Battle Royal prize, and that is a championship shot of my choosing. Let's see, considering that I'm sure you want to make an impact for your first Blitz!, I'll reveal which title, or should I say titles, that I am going to go after then!

The crowd boos NIN as Stare gets on the mic

Stare: Good news, that'll help MY show out a lot!

Stare smirks at Shinns as NIN looks on

NIN Horror: Fuck that! I changed my mind! Screw Blitz! and the P2PW's ratings! Since we're on the same show, me and Spackle will take our shots for the Tag Team Titles when they venture over to Blitz!

Stare looks at NIN in disbelief as he laughs at Stare. Shinns continues laughing as Stare shakes his head

Shinns: heh, I like that guy!

Stare looks at Shinns in anger

Shinn's Theory:[/b] It's a shame he may not be on TNT for a while. But, I do believe in time he will grace a TNT ring again. Until then, best of luck with your roster. Blitz! really has some great talent. However, one bad apple can spoil the barrel.

Theory thinks for a minute.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Did I just fuck up that cliche?

Shinn's Theory shrugs.

Shinn's Theory:[/b] Anyway...it's a shame the roster will have to put up with you. I believe you'll be what causes the downfall of Blitz!

Stare looks at Theory and cracks and throws his podium to the side. A high squeal is given off from the mic momentarily as Stare looks over at Shinns

Shinn's Theory: Settle down, kid. I was just kidding! Or was I? What did I say?

Stare looks at Shinns with anger

Shinns: The bad apple thing? Right? Come on, Stare! You KNOW I was serious about that!

Shinns laughs and then stops and looks at Stare. Shinns holds a finger up and takes off his shirt, revealing a TNT shirt underneath. He points at it and pushes the podium out of the way as he motions for Stare. Stare and Shinns both go nose to nose with each other as their mouth's are flapping. Stare finally looks to the side and then nails a shot on Shinns, Shinns stumbles back and retaliates. Both men are going at it as the crowd is erupting. Shinns finally gets the upper hand as he backs Stare up. Stare ducks a shot and catches Shinns with a boot as he turns around and hoists him over his shoulders. He goes for the Staredown, but Shinns maneuvers himself off of Stare and quickly nails a kick. He throws Stare's head between his legs and hooks the arms, going for the Theory Driver. Stare quickly gets his arms off and double-legs him and goes for the Floored. Shinns quickly kicks Stare off of him.

Mary Lindsay quickly comes out to try and maintain order. Stare gets up as Shinns sets him up and springs forward with a Sweet Shinns Music superkick, accidentally nailing the running Mary Lindsay. Mary falls flat as the fans looks on. Stare and Shinns both looks down and up at each other, and back down at Mary again. Stare whistles and slowly walks away as Shinns looks down at Mary. He nudges her with his foot a couple of times and then puts his hands in his pockets, and slowly walks back a couple of steps, and then darts back through the curtain. P2PW Staff comes out as P2PW's Draft has been kicked off . . . literally

CREDITS: Shinn’s Theory, Stare, Cactus, Aladdin, ChadClassic

[Stare]

SHINN'S RATINGS

ChadClassic - 0.0 (Ouchie. The fan favorite pulls a no-show.)
J.T. Blade - 3.5 (Solid in-ring promo touching a little upon the draft but mostly on the important part, your opponent. Nice work.)

Cactus - 4.5 (Nice write-up Cactus. Just like Rocky's promo, your old character has returned. Bang! Bang!)
Funamie - 4.6 (God damn, woman. Keep at it. Don't leave us. I love descriptive, well spaced, promos. And, this was one of them.)
MVP-Don - 4.2 (Not too shabby Mick. Brought up a lot of good points. Word.)
Trent Acid - 4.2 (Nice work. I love buffet promos! Those were my bread and butter! Honestly though, I think both you and MVP-Don have come a long way. Fiver.)

Rocky - 4.7 (Well, fuck me sideways! I have to work with "you guys" again? A lot of the newer guys probably have no idea what your promo was all about. However, some do. Nice write up. Intense from start to finish.)
Soul Reaper - 4.8 (Very, very crafty. You hit every important subject nicely. Not just that, the description/history really formed the foundation for this write-up. And, the whole time, I thought you were thinking you were out of the loop, writing-wise. Fuck no.)

STARE'S RATINGS

Chadclassic --- 0 (Everybody point at Chad and laugh)
JT Blade --- 3.5 (good solid promo. Possibly your best yet. The dialogue was pretty good in it, eventhough it was just a baisc interview. Great focus on the match)

Cactus --- 4.3 (Good job. You outlined the anger you were applying to this match very well. I loved the reasoning you were mad at Trent, I never thought of it like that. Good stuff)
Funamie --- 4.5 (very good job. The description was great at the beginning, eventhough I felt it was a bit long, it was good none-the-less. THe inter-action with you and Cactus and you and Gormy was good as well. Nice job, Amie)
MVP-Don --- 4.2 (Great job, Mick. It really focused on Cactus' tendency to cry over the past really well. Good job)
Trent Acid --- 4.4 (I think this proved your versatility. Some pretty humorous parts in here, some serious parts, and then it made an impact. I really enjoyed it)

Rocky --- 4.6 (very intense, and the dialgoue and description was awesome as usual. The main problem I had was that it came off very repetitive. Dr. Anderson begging, you telling him he can't change who you are, him begging again, telling him he can't change you. It was very very good, but had it's downtime.)
Soul Reaper --- 4.9 (This was stellar! It's honestly one of your most in-depth ones in a while. Critiquing Soul Reaper's entire legacy with the draft and then focused on your match. Hyped yourself, remind everyone of how great you are, and then told people why you'd beat Rocky. It was very well thought out. The color of text/spotlights representing each show was a nice addition. Great job)

ROCKY'S RATINGS

ChadClassic - (What happened to you man?)
J.T. Blade - 3.5 (While it was a good promo, it didn't really shine a great deal. It seemed very basic and just lacked the oomph.)

Cactus - 4.4 (Very good promo. You've almost nailed the intensity that you've been trying to master. I really enjoyed this
Funamie - 4.5 (Loved it. The descriptions of the encounters with the three champions was very well done. I walked every step of that promo as I read it. You're really proving to be a great asset to the P2PW.)
MVP-Don - 4.3 (Good piece of writing. I really enjoyed the part about Cactus living in the past and not the present. Nice one.)
Trent Acid - 4.3 (The part where you shoved the French roll in the guys mouth was brilliant, as was the test part. Very well done.)

Rocky - N/A
Soul Reaper - N/A

[Stare]

Alright, the rosters are listed below. Please, if you have a serious (and I stress that word) problem with something, do not complain. Try it out for a while, and see how things go. Thanks.

TNT ROSTER/BELTS

BELTS: Internet, Rage,

The Tiger" Aladdin
Shinn's Theory
Da Man
ChadClassic
Tyler Stone "The Assassin"
Rocky
Gormy
Red Ninja
E2
Funamie
Micko
Simz
Cole Slocum
Stevo 316
The Executioner
Shane Montez
Wolverine
Firefly

INTERVIEWERS
John MacKay
Summer Annesley


BLITZ! ROSTER/BELTS

BELTS: International, (tbd)

Soundscream
Spackle
“The NZA” NIN Horror
Soul Reaper
Nation
Stare
Trent Acid
Cactus
_the j-man
Starcrunch
Chilly Willy
Vegeta
JT Blade
Dickie Cha'mone
Ecos "The Chosen One
SoL
SteveTKO
Sean Patterson

INTERVIEWERS
Kacey Garcia
Brittany Keller

[Faster Pussycat!]

Neato!

[Aladdin]

Good Show. Loved the dialogue between Stare and Shinns. The Game part was hilarious.

Teee Heeeeeee!

Well, well, well... What do ya know? TNT has just drafted a future World Champion. And that, Stare, is a fact. TNT welcomes Aladdin!!!

[Spackle]

I would like to make out with whomever wrote my dialouge.

[LK]

Awesome, I'm on TNT. Nice write up everyone!

[ChadClassic]

*Kicks everyone in the nuts who laughed*. I gave my valid to Stare that I couldn't RP due to power outage over the weekend, which again explained why no one saw a post from me that period. Meh, I live to put over the Not-getting-a-title-shot. Congrats JT. Nicely done nigga's and ladies, and now if you don't mind, I'm get back to sucking Shinns' cock for a title shot.

[soulreaper]

Hey, Rocko... just like with the ladies..you came up short again.

[The Great JT]

Great show, y'all.

(In-Character Moment) Shinn, you sayin' better Stare than you?! Man, you're gonna be gummin' those words when I knock your damn teeth out!

[Faster Pussycat!]

^

[The Great JT]

ninhorror said:

^

Yeah, he's right.

[lockjaw]

TNT! now know as the show with the cool video

IC:TNT! Welcome To The Chopping Block! Cole Slocum. Welcome to your deathbed!!!

[Reaper]

soulreaper said:

Hey, Rocko... just like with the ladies..you came up short again.

Credit where credit is due bud, congrats on the win. Back to the drawing board for me I think...

And the write up was damn good. I laughed out loud several times at the arguing between Shinn's and Stare.

Nice matches everybody.

[stocko]

TNT eh? better than blitz ;D

[brockandsable]

Great show gentlemen, great show. Congrats to Deathrow on the victory, but I have a few questions for the gentlemen upstairs which I will address via PM.

[Cactus]

Well DR goes to TNT and the lone wolf goes to blitz, ah well one I have a singles belt you will all want me, only question I have is what will happen to SuperStar Sunday ?

[Trent Matsunoshin]

Nice work.

[shinnstheory]

Superstar Sunday will stay the same. The only difference would be having TNT roster members have a match one week and Blitz! the next week.

[brockandsable]

TNT > Blitz!