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Post by Stare on Feb 9, 2005 1:19:57 GMT 1
[glow=lightblue,6,300] NIGHT OF THE CHAMPIONS[/glow] "Watching You Die" as the fireworks set ablaze. The fans are on the edge of their seat as "P.C." hits as Shinn's Theory comes out to a massive pop. He walks to the ring smiling as he is handed a mic by the ring workerShinns: Welcome to Blitz!'s Night Of The Champions!! The fans cheer as Shinns smilesShinns: As you all know, Stare will not be here tonight, as his doctors have not cleared him until Sole Survivor, but at the last stop before this ppv, everything can change tonight! I have a message here from Stare that I'd like to read to you all addressing tonight. Shinns reaches into his jacket and pulls out a paper. He opens it and begins to readShinns: "Tonight is a night that all of you will remember. Nothing is guaranteed come Sole Survivor, as the supposed card could change tonight. It's unexpected, it's exciting, it's Blitz! Tonight, all will be revealed, including the major announcement concerning the Sole Survivor PPV itself. This announcement that had to be postponed until this night, thanks to myself, will shake the very foudnation of the P2PW. All the superstars in the back need to take notice tonight, as this has a very high likelyhood of affecting you. Thanks for coming tonight, and enjoy the show . . . Shinns is waaaaaay sexier than me!" Shinns fold the piece of paper up as he smiles as the crowd laughsShinns You heard the man, get the show on the ro . . . "For Whom the Bell Tolls" hits as Soul Reaper walks out to a loud ovation of boos. He smirks as he enters the ring. He grabs the mic away from Shinns as the crowd gives off an "Ohhh!"Soul Reaper: Let's make something clear real quick. I think Stare deserves a round of applause. Reaper tucks the mic under his arm and claps sarcastically as the crowd looks on in silenceSoul Reaper: The man deserves an Oscar for his performance on Zeroin last week. People actually believe that we're going to see a new side of him, but I saw straight through his performance, and it was merely a sharade. Stare is trying to psyche me out, and I gave him enough credit to think that he knows me better than that. You can't envoke fear into an emotionless human being, and it's. . . Shinns snatches the mic away from Reaper as the crowd gives off an "Ohhh!"Shinns: Let me finish that sentence for you. "You can't envoke fear into an emotionless human being, and it's that same crap I always say!" The crowd cheers as Reaper shakes his head with a slight smirk. He grabs the mic backSoul Reaper: Shinns, I don't want a pattern to start here. Though I wouldn't care, taking out the people in charge is not my main objective right now, but you're really begging me to make it just that. Shinns snatches the mic backShinns: Well, you were supposed to face Stare tonight, but thanks to you he can't wrestle. But here's a thought! How about you make taking me out your objective! Shinns looks on at Reaper as the fans go nuts as the two go eye to eye in the ring. Soul Reaper snatches the mic back from Shinns, but as he tries to pull it to him, Shinns holds onto the mic. The crowd looks on in anticipation as Soul Reaper's eyes widen, as Shinns grimaces a smirk across is face. Soul Reaper pulls the mic to his faceSoul Reaper: . . . Soul Reaper begins to speak, but nails a right hand on Shinns instead. Shinns falls to the mat, as Reaper drops to his knees and grabs Shinns' head and begins to pummel him. Shinns rolls Reaper over and begins to throw in shots of his own. The crowd is going nuts as these two continue to reverse eachother. The fight is broke up by the music "Hysteria". Both men look on as Rocky runs into the ring. He picks the mic up that both men had as both stare towards eachother and Rocky with hatredRocky: Now let's get one thing straight, this match will not be happening on Blitz! the crowd boo's loudlyRocky: In fact, it might not happen at all. Next stop is Sole Survivor, and Soul Reaper has a title match, and I am definetly not going to have Shinns' Theory running around taking a title shot when you two get into an argument! Secondly, if the match were to happen, it would be at a PPV, where people would have to pay to see such a match! the crowd continues to boo as Shinns motions for another micShinns: Rocky, you stay out of this, I can make whatever match I want! "Watching You Die" hits as the P2PW Board Representative, Mary Lindsay, walks out. The fans cheer as she stands with a mic in hand, and a look of dissapointment on her faceMary Lindsay: Let's get one thing straight, there is a lot of controversy surrounding the World Title right now, and now is not hte time for an Owner to take a shot at the company's belt. We all see how well that works for TNA! the crowd boo's at the mention of TNA as Mary continuesMary Lindsay: Tonight is a big night, and this kind of nonsense does not need to exist! Unfortunately, Shinns, I agree with Rocky. You need to act a little more professional and control that temper. If this match was going to happen, it would at a PPV. But, I hate to dissapoint, this match will not be happening! the crowd boos as Mary motions for them to understand as she continuesMary Lindsay: Like Rocky said, Reaper has a shot at the title, and I do not want an Owner, someone who represents this company, gunning for a champion! Now, I will ask now for this ring to be vacated, or I will start handing out fines! We have a show to start! Mary exits as Soul Reaper looks at Shinns and begins to laugh as he exits the ring. Rocky and Shinns are left staring at one another. Shinns walks to exit and bumps into Rocky's shoulder and does so. Rocky follows him as the show gets ready to begin----------------------------------------------------------- Tonight is a very important night for Blitz!, and as you just witnessed, everyone is on edge. All the titles, except the World Title, will be defended tonight, and with Sole Survivor being the next stop on The Road to WrestleFever (heh), anything can change. There is a very starpowered card tonight, and it promises to deliver.[/b] ---------------------------------------------------------- TONIGHT'S CARD
MAIN EVENT: Rage Title Match [/u] Nation[/color] vs. SpazUndisputed Internet Title Triple Threat Match(Stipulation to be determined by poll)Gormy vs. Wolverine vs. Diddly SquatInternational Title Match Cactus vs. De'Si NideaTag Team Title Match The Insanity (Spaz & Red Ninja)vs. The Blood Pack (Aladdin & Vegeta)[/b][/center] ---------------------------------------------------------- Deadline: Feb. 12th, 7 pm (EST)
REMEMBER: Do not vote on the Rage Title Match as it is determined by promo's only[/b]
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Post by jessica on Feb 9, 2005 1:32:19 GMT 1
Undisputed Internet Title Triple Threat Match (Stipulation to be determined by poll) Wolverine
International Title Match De'Si Nidea
Tag Team Title Match The Blood Pack (Aladdin & Vegeta
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Post by Stare on Feb 9, 2005 1:32:35 GMT 1
Diddly Squat (hard decision) Cactus (another very hard decision) The Insanity (ANOTHER HARD DECISION)
I might flip flop on some vote, they were all hard for me to choose
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Post by Reaper on Feb 9, 2005 1:56:45 GMT 1
Undisputed Internet Title Triple Threat Match (Stipulation to be determined by poll) Gormy
International Title Match Cactus
Tag Team Title Match The Insanity (Spaz & Red Ninja)
Stare, you may want to change Kacey Garcia to Mary Lindsay towards the end of the preview.
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Post by Stare on Feb 9, 2005 1:59:19 GMT 1
Thanks Rocky.
Those were some pretty big words for an interviewer
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Post by spaz on Feb 9, 2005 2:07:43 GMT 1
Diddly Squat Cactus The Insanity (The Blood Pack would be good Tag champs down the track, now is not there time)
Promo to be posted soon...
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Post by LK on Feb 9, 2005 2:49:59 GMT 1
Wolverine Promo
The picture apears and points to the mental hospital that Wolverine has been sent to, because of his unusual behaviour. Then, out of no where, James Macintyre, Wolverine's very usefull manager, steps in front of the camera.
James: Hello everyone. Wolverine is now in his room waiting for me to let him out, and, well, unleash all of his energy on whoever he's against. Right now, they're feeding him so just wait for a couple of seconds. I'm sure he'll be very happy when I tell him the news.
James looks around for a couple on seconds thinking on how he's going to tell Wolverine the news. James is afraid that something "horrible" will happen. James looks at the camera.
James: Alright, now lets go give Wolverine his, very special news. Hm.
The camera follows James as he walks up to the main double doors and puts his card in the card slot lock. After a beep, the door clicks and unlocks. James faces the camera and puts his index finger to his lips.
James: Shhhhhh.... Don't make too much noise. Someone might jump out and hit you. It has happened to me before, and it's not very pretty.
James walks in, and says high to the women sitting on the counter. The camera follows, while James walks past a couple of rooms of, well, mental people. James finally gets to Wolverine's room.
James put his fist to the door and knocks on it... Nothing happens, so James knocks again, but again nothing happends. James knocks harder and everybody aroung him stare at him.
James: Oh. Sorry.
James knocks again. And Wolverine finally reponds. Click, the door opens slowly. James looks inside and sees Wolverine resting on his bed.
James: Wolvie. Is it okay if I talk to you?... Wolvie?
James opens the door more.
Wolverine:.........................Yes...............
James quickly responds and slowly walks in. James walks over and sits down on a stool in front of Wolverine's bed. Wolverine is laying down on his bed upsidedown, and very peacfully.
James: Well, hi Wolvie, how ya doin'?
Wolverine still stares at the wall, but speaks.
Wolverine:.....................just..............fine...........
James: Well, t-that's good.
Wolverine:.................how are you doing...............Josh?.............
James: Well W-Wolvie, I have a match to tell you about. And you'll be extremely happy about it.
Wolverine jumps out of his bed, grabs James' collar, and lifts him off of his feet. Wolverine puts his nose right up against James' nose, breathing heavily. breath in, breath out, breath in, breath out.
Wolverine: Against...... breath Who?......... breath
James: Well, t-two people actually, Wolvie.
Wolverine's eyes turn to a green color.
Wolverine: Two you say?
James: Yes, t-two.
Wolverine: Well.... Who are they?
James: Y-your against. Gormy.... And, D-Diddly Squat.
Wolverine puts down James. Then all of the sudden, it shows a flashback of Diddly Squat winning against Wolverine. "What a match folks! What a match. What do you know!? Wolverine, or Craperine losses again!" The votage ends and shows Wolverine staring at the wall.
James: Awwww.... Wolvie, are you alright?
Wolverine: Yeah, sorry. It's just, well, it's time to train. I'm going to work my heart out for this. If I have to put my life on the line, I'll do it. If I bleed, sweat, cry, I'll still come out on top. People don't notice this, but I'm not just a monster o-or, an animal... No, I'm a human being, capable of doing normal things that normal people do. So it's Gormy and Diddly Squat you say? A women, and a man. Geese, I don't know what I'm going to do James. I not going to cheat to, that's cheap. mI'm not going to end their careers, that would be barbaric! I'm just going to train my heart out, and win fairly. That's the way it should have been before.
James: But, but, Wolvie. I thought you were an animal, a monster that needs to end peoples career to survive? Why aren't you?
Wolverine eyes turn red, then he quickly grabs James again.
Wolverine: What was I thinking? Of course I'm going to end their careers! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU JAMES!!!!!!!! I'M GOING TO KILL THEM!!!!!!!!! BOTH!!!!!!!!!
Wolverine then lets go of James, then hugs him. Wolverine squizzes so hard, James has trouble saying...
James: Okay, okay, okay Wolvie. Let me go now. Please!
Wolverine lets go of him and breathes heavily while thinking how much he's going to destroy them both. He stares at the wall and keeps thinking while happy. Wolverine then puts his fists up and starts punching the wall. Wall pieces start fall off of the wall. Then bricks start falling off.
James: Ummm, Wolverine. The match isn't for bragging reasons though...
Wolverine stops and slowly turns his head and looks at James.
James: Yeah, it's also for the.... The..... The newly created, Undisputed Internet Chamionship.
Wolverine then calms down for a second.
Wolverine: What? It's also for a t-t-title...?
James: Yes, for a newly created title that Gormy is holding.
Wolverine jumps up, and starts jumping around. Wolverine grabs the door and rips it off. He then throws the thing across the room almost hitting James. He then goes over and hugs James even harder then before.
Wolverine: THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU JAMES!!!!!!!
James: Okay Wolverine, that's enough.
Wolverine doesn't listen and keeps jumping around. Puching the wall, and throwing stuff.
James: W-W-WOLVERINE!!
Wolverine still doesn't listen and bangs on the wall. He then grabs his bed and thows it at the wall, and the wall shaters. James then grabs his walky-talky and says to, "Do it now!" Then five people dressed in armor run in and shoot at Wolverine. Wolverine stops and looks at himself. Everybody crowds around while Wolverine looks at five tranks sticking out of his body. He then looks at James, looks around at everybody, and faints.
James: That was a close one, thank god. Thanks guys.
The five men dressed in armor then grab Wolverine's arms and drag him out the door. James walks over to the ruble.
James: Sorry, Wolvie. But you'll be the Internet Champion soon. I'll make damn sure of it. Ha ha ha...
James then walks out of the room, and the screen fades black.
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Votes
Wolverine Cactus The Insanity
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Post by ChadClassic on Feb 9, 2005 3:16:03 GMT 1
Undisputed Internet Title Triple Threat Match (Stipulation to be determined by poll) Diddly Squat
International Title Match De'Si Nidea
Tag Team Title Match Insanity
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Post by Scream on Feb 9, 2005 4:38:15 GMT 1
Undisputed Internet Title Triple Threat Match (Stipulation to be determined by poll) Gormy
International Title Match Cactus
Tag Team Title Match The Insanity (Spaz & Red Ninja)- just not Bloodpack's time yet, just not their time
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Post by Trent Matsunoshin on Feb 9, 2005 5:56:43 GMT 1
Undisputed Internet Title Triple Threat Match (Stipulation to be determined by poll) Diddly Squat
International Title Match Cactus
Tag Team Title Match The Insanity (Spaz & Red Ninja)
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Post by Darth Peccatus on Feb 9, 2005 7:58:05 GMT 1
Gormy
Cactus
Bloodpack
Promo on the way.
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Post by stocko on Feb 9, 2005 9:08:37 GMT 1
Rage Title Match Nation vs. Spaz
Undisputed Internet Title Triple Threat Match (Stipulation to be determined by poll) Gormy
International Title Match Cactus
Tag Team Title Match The Blood Pack (Aladdin & Vegeta)
promo later
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Post by Cactus on Feb 9, 2005 9:44:16 GMT 1
Votes
Gormy
Cactus
Blood Pack
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Post by Drow on Feb 9, 2005 13:56:45 GMT 1
Votes
Gormy
Cactus
The Insanity
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Post by shinnstheory on Feb 9, 2005 17:00:32 GMT 1
Gormy
Cactus
The Insanity
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Post by Simz on Feb 9, 2005 17:09:33 GMT 1
Undisputed Internet Title Triple Threat Match (Stipulation to be determined by poll) Gormy
International Title Match De'Si Nidea
Tag Team Title Match The Blood Pack (Aladdin & Vegeta)Chuuuuuuuch! buds for the win.
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Post by "Black Label" Sean Patterson on Feb 9, 2005 17:47:28 GMT 1
My votes :
Diddly Squat
Cactus
The Insanity (Spaz & Red Ninja)
(NB : I also hope Spaz wins his Rage title match, so I can have the pleasure of taking it from him.)
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Post by brockandsable on Feb 9, 2005 17:49:05 GMT 1
Wolverine Cactus The Blood Pack
Thanks fellas.
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Post by Aladdin on Feb 9, 2005 18:27:45 GMT 1
Gormy
De'Si Nidea
The Blood Tigers (Me and Vegeta)
Promo later.
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Post by Darth Peccatus on Feb 9, 2005 19:22:05 GMT 1
Location: Officer's quarters, unaffiliated merchant craft Sinful Wanderings (more affectionately known as De'Si's bedroom)
>The shot opens to nothing but blackness; blacker than night, blacker than fate, blacker than the Wayans brothers. Gradually, the camera adjusts its contrast and brightness until we begin to see details in the darkness; a silhouette of something furred takes shape close by, and we notice small, rounded ears poking up from a lump that could only be this...creature's head. Then the camera fully adjusts, and we note the conspicuous lack of any other body parts...shortly before we see a bundle of diminutive limbs and torso segments piled thoughtlessly nearby, confirming the initial suspicions of some that this is - or was - an ewok. Well, a stuffed toy one, yes, but that's the closest you'll likely find this far from Endor. The camera shifts toward several shifting sources of light near the back of the room, with the camera operator's breath crystallising into small clouds in front of the lens. The breaths are cut off sharply by some mumbled curses, as the camera operator stubs his toe on a large steel object of some kind; a brief glance tells us that it is a table of some kind. Ignoring this, the camera moves on, eventually finding the light sources, which are small monitors, not unlike those used to observe closed circuit television feed. These, however, are showing repeats of news reports from various local television stations. The camera's view is replaced by a live feed of one of the programs, as shaky, amateurish home video footage of a crime in progress is discussed by the anchors...<
Male Anchor: "...footage captured earlier today near Fuller-Scheidt used car emporium, where local reverend James Sullivan Baxter was planning to trade in his Chevy for a more economical Japanese car - "
Female Anchor: "Unpatriotic bastard!"
MA: "...Yes, well, that's not really the issue. As you can see, after handing over his cash..."
>The dodgy footage shows a man in black attire with a clerical collar hand a wad of green notes to a moustachioed guy with greasy hair and a lurid tartan suit. As the salesman skips away, kissing the money, the minister turns to enter his new vehicle...and an ear-splitting shatter is heard.<
MA: "Watch here, folks, as this God-fearing fifty-something is attacked by a younger man armed with - get this - a toy laser sword!"
>Indeed, a thin figure bounds into the shot, miniscule fragments of glass soaring in his wake like a discharge from a shotgun loaded with diamonds. The minister stops and stares, dumbfounded, as the youth slides along the floor on one knee, eventually grinding to a halt not more than a metre from the bonnet of the reverend's new Suzuki. Slowly rising to standing position, the kid reaches up to his face with one hand, whilst unhooking a small, glittering metal object from his belt...that extends into a plastic sword of some kind, and lights up in an alarming red colour, with a distinctive humming. The youth pulls back his hood, but with his back to the camera, we can't see his face - though if you can't guess who it is, you must be an idiot. The minister looks, quite rightfully, befuddled as the kid seems to say something to him, but from this far away we can't hear him...until he darts forward, grabs the reverend by the scruff of his collar and the side of his skull, before brutally shoving his head clean through the side door window. The resulting cacophony is quite audible. Not satisfied, the youth pulls the semi-conscious minister back out of the vehicle and nails him repeatedly on the forehead with the handle of his sword, drawing further spurts of claret from the deep cuts. Leering into the minister's face, the kid thrusts one knee into the elder man's stomach, knocking him down to his knees; unlucky for him, as it transpires, as the youth grabs him around the neck and the midsection, and shoves - almost throws - the ailing man into one of his new motor's gleaming alloys, head-first. The reverend lies motionless, as the youth merely stares down at his broken form. Then, at the sound of approaching sirens, the kid leaps through the broken window he used as an entrance, before darting into a shadowed side-alley.<
>We return to the original camera's perspective, staring at the miniature monitors as the anchors continue to chew over the topic.<
FA: "Police say they have no photographic evidence with enough definition on the offender's face to properly ID the perpetrator - "
>Abruptly, the monitors shut down, all of them flickering out as if due to a power cut. At the sound of a long, racking sigh, the camera swivels around on the spot to face the table that previously damaged the camera operator's foot. It's only now that we notice the dark form lying prone on top of the table, its chest slowly, evenly rising and falling. And then, as a plaintive viola strain begins to play in the background, the figure slowly rises up...up...up...<
BONG!
>Then hits its head on a low-positioned lamp, and collapses backwards again. Grumbling profusely, the unknown (oh, yeah, like we can't guess at all, huh?) being makes throttling motions toward the ceiling, before sliding off the bed to his side and standing tall. With us looking at him from his right, the figure - a man, we guess, by the proportions - seems to shake his left leg around a bit, before stamping down hard on the floor, resulting in a hideous crack. We hear a sharp intake of breath, and what we can see of the man's face screws up in concentration, before relaxing again. Turning to his left, so that we can see naught but his back, the man fiddles with something at his waist, before peeling off a wrap of clear tape, the kind used to hold ribs together whilst they heal. Dropping the tape on the floor, the man picks up a shirt and waistcoat from a nearby chair, using them to cover his naked torso, littered with recently-healed scars. The shirt is a deep crimson, whilst the waistcoat is pure black leather. Stepping over to one of the room's walls, ignoring the crunching of various plastic collectibles beneath his feet, the man kneels down in front of a familiar fireplace-like construct; De'Si Nidea's meditational shrine. It has changed, however; the candles and incense sticks are missing, and in the place where Yoda's wisened features once resided, there is an image of Emperor Palpatine's twisted visage, his yellowed eyes glaring out at us in impotent fury. The man bows his head, and whispers, almost hisses, these words...<
"What is thy bidding, my master...?"
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Post by Darth Peccatus on Feb 9, 2005 19:22:44 GMT 1
>Minutes of silence pass. Though no words are heard, the man's head occasionally nods, as if heeding a voice that is unknown to us. After a while, he speaks again...<
"Yes, master. Those who defied me will pay dearly, and that process has begun already. I have taken the liberty of ordering several squads of my most loyal stormtroopers to hunt down the species to which He Who Did Wrong belongs..."
>We briefly cut to a very different scene; somewhere in Brooklyn's Red Light district, a round dozen men in vivid, furry suits and capone hats are being chased down streets and side alleys by a horde of exceptionally peeved men in white plastic suits, making 'Peow!' noises and gesturing with child's toy guns. Bystanding prostitutes stare in disbelief. Then we cut back to the room...<
"...And I have personally undertaken the task of cleansing the wretched religion he holds so dear from the face of the galaxy. It is slow work, but most satisfying."
>More silence ensues, before the man speaks again.<
"Indeed, my adversary this evening is not related to the infidels, master. Cactus, I believe was his name. Quite a reputation around these parts, I must say. But it is of no consequence whatsoever...he will fall as that fool Kenobi did all those years ago. Nothing and no-one will stand in the way of our ascension - the rebirth of your glorious Empire..."
>Yet more silence, and then...<
"No, I haven't picked a name yet. It's really difficult. All the good ones are taken...and there are so few words that go well with 'Darth', y'know?"
>Another bout of silence. This is getting dull, isn't it? I promise it'll be the last one...<
"You are quite right, master. This is not the time to fret over such trivial matters. I will report again once the deed is done. May the Dark Side guide us to victory."
>The man slowly clambers back to his feet, before turning slowly around to face the camera...and as his face becomes clearly visible to us, we are finally certain that it is undoubtedly De'Si Nidea...albeit quite different. His skin seems even paler than usual, and dark rings circle his eyes, which shimmer yellow in the same manner as Lords Sidious and Maul. His expression is stony, though his twitching jaw and the tightening at the corners of his eyes make it more than obivous that there is a simmering hatred within this young man, ready and able to erupt at any given moment. And then, with the moment that lasted for eternity gone, he spins on his heel and storms from the room, briskly marching across the well-lit landing and down the stairs. The camera operator hurries to catch him, as Nidea tugs on a black travelling cloak and moves to the front door. An elderly female voice calls out...<
Mom: "Jeremy, honey, is that you away to the After-School Club now?"
De'Si: "Yes, mother."
Mom: "Be careful, it's dark out there - you could slip and graze your knee!"
De'Si: "I shall be careful."
>De'Si yanks open the door, as a bolt of lighting arcs across the sky outside, illuminating his figure and sending his shadow scraping across the carpet before the camera. He then steps boldly out into the heavy rain, pulling the door shut with a slam. A picture frame, containing a portrait of a slightly younger Nidea, falls from its hook on the inside of the door, and the glass shatters as it lands, flat on its back, on the ground. The camera stares down at it - at the Jedi's placid features and relaxed pose, not a care in the galaxy - as the scene fades.<
OOC: Soz for the double-post, but this was too big for one.
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Post by McKenna on Feb 9, 2005 21:38:00 GMT 1
Okay, I know I havent voted for a while but as the WWE World Heavyweight Champion, I can do what I want, when I want and where I want.
So I'm gonna vote, right here, right now okay?
Here goes
TONIGHT'S CARD
MAIN EVENT: Rage Title Match
Nation vs. Spaz
Undisputed Internet Title Triple Threat Match (Stipulation to be determined by poll)
Gormy
International Title Match
Cactus
Tag Team Title Match
The Insanity (Spaz & Red Ninja)
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Post by Gormy on Feb 9, 2005 23:29:34 GMT 1
Gormy walks slowly, breathing the cold fresh air. A smirk of satisfaction on her face. After all this time, all the hard work, she has gold. Not just the one belt, oh no, not her, she has had two! How ironic. The past twelve months spent trying harder and harder to beat two women. Not even very good wrestlers, but who somehow managed to win the gold just when they needed to.
Now tonight, she is back in her old stomping ground. As a child, Gormy remembers her Father taking her with him on his shoulders to the mill/training ring where he became a thing of legends. She remembers how back then all the wrestlers would take turns to 'fight' her. A child of 6/7 she would do her best moves, copy her fathers moves and pin them. They would tap or pretened to be 'dead'. How she used to be so proud of her achievment! She would look to her Father for a smile and small nod of approval. All the way home, she would recount the match over and over, so by the time they arrived home, her story was twice as long as the actual match!
Gormy shakes her head. Enough of the memories. She can remember later. And later she can recount again to her Father the match she has just won. She will then remember the nod and the smile her Father used to give her and she will say a little prayer for him, wherever he may be. Tonight, however, she needs to concentrate on her match.
Although she is in the best shape for a long time, perhaps ever, she still hasn't had a match with a man for many years. She will need her wits about her. The pure strength of most, the cunning of others have left her the loser on a few occasions in the past. She knows that and has learned from her mistakes.
Gormy breathes deeply again, remembering her Father's words, the words he told her before her first inter-gender match.
'Dont worry about their size' He used to say, 'You have one thing they dont, a brain. They will bully you and use brute force on you, but you will win because you use your head and see the win before you do it.'
She touched her forehead where her Father used to tap it and then went instinctively for the belt across her shoulder.
DAMN! WHERE IS IT? Gormy panics for a moment before remembering where she had left it. 'What an idiot' she thinks. Chastising herself some more she gathers her thoughts together and walks back along the carpark to the doorway.
Her short breather over, she enters the arena by the back entrance. The attention she anticipates is not wanted tonight. She has a mission tonight, one that she hasn't faced for a long, long time. As she quietly makes her way along the corridor, she hears someone coming her way just around the corner. Quickly she nips into the nearest room, so supersticious are her feelings, that she feels fate will go against her, should she see anyone. After hearing the footsteps get louder, then retreat, Gormy opens the door and carries on along towards her locker room.
As Gormy rounds a corner, she nearly knocks herself out on Starcrunch. Screaming and wailing like some sort of half naked banshee, Starcrunch doesn't even see her, but flies past her in a panic. Gormy, looking bewildered, turns to see Starcrunch launch herself into Spaz.
Still trying to cover her modesty with a towel, Starcrunch tries to tell him what has happened, gestures close to her chest, pointing in the direction of her locker room. Smiling and trying to smother the giggles, Gormy reaches her locker room.
She grabs the handle, but before she enters, she spots a dark hooded figure walking away from her. The walk looks familiar, yet, no it couldn't possibly be. Shaking her head, she enters her room, chastising herself for wishful thinking.
The welcoming committee is the first thought that runs through Gormy's head. Jeez, that is all I fucking need, a close second.
GORMY Thanks Guys. (Gormy says with as much sarcasm as she can muster) I have been trying to be alone all day. I would have suceeded too, if it wasn't for you and that stupid little whore Starcrunch running round like some sort of Tasmanian Devil. What's up with her anyway?
ROCKY Looks like you have an admirer.....
Rocky hands the letter to Gormy, who opens it and reads the letter contained. A smile beams across her face. She wasn't seeing things! She kisses the paper then folds it up and places it inside her top.
SHINNS C'mon then sweetheart, are you going to let us all into the secret? The deliverer of this little love letter has scared the living shit out of Starcrunch and I would love to know who it is, so I can do the same to him.
GORMY No, sorry tiger, I'm not. All you need to know is that I'm going to retain my title tonight.
SHINNS You seem very confident. Perhaps a little too confident. I hope for your sake you haven't arranged a little 'help' tonight.....
Gormy's smile vanishes. Like a flash, she stands nose to nose with Shinns.
GORMY I dont think so Shinns. You see, I fight clean. I dont need any help tonight, I am more than able to kill both of these 'men' I am facing tonight. Jeez, I fought harder men in England when I was training.
Rocky smirks at the scene before him.
SHINNS What are you grinning at?
Rocky doesn't answer, but carries on smiling as Shinns turns away and skulks back towards the door. He opens it and Stare and Shinns leave. Rocky begins to follow, but stops and turns to Gormy.
ROCKY Oh, by the way, glad to see you back and good luck tonight.
GORMY Err, thanks Rocky.
Gormy frowns at the retreating figure as Rocky also leaves the room, slowly closing the door behind him.
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Post by Gormy on Feb 9, 2005 23:34:28 GMT 1
I'm double posting and I dont care!
Whatcha gonna do huh? Nowt, I thought so.
Yep, thats right, I'm going by Shinns rule of no editing, so that means I can break another rule of no double posting.
(Does that mean I have to go to P2PW detention?)
anyhoo, my votes are as follows.............
Undisputed Internet Title Triple Threat Match (Stipulation to be determined by poll) Gormy................................(of course!!)
International Title Match Cactus.....................(cos he is a bit prickly!!)
Tag Team Title Match The Blood Pack (Aladdin & Vegeta)................Cos even though I love Spaz loads....(thanks again for the sig etc...love you)......I fancy a change....so there, I'm a woman and I can do that sort of thing!
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Post by Hercules on Feb 10, 2005 1:29:58 GMT 1
Gormy De'Si Nidea BloodPack
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