Blitz! voting & promos (2/8 - 2/12)

[diddlysquat]

This might not make any sense until after TNT, just a heads up.

Tantric's "Chasing After" hits the speakers and Diddly Squat comes out to the ring. He power-walks to the ring with a stern look on his face. He grabs a microphone.

DS: I know I'm usually chocked full of humor, but I can't take this anymore. The successful online chat this past weekend has shown me that America's youth is swirling down the toilet faster than urine. For your viewing pleasure, I have made a copy of the chat. If you would all direct your attention to the Zeroin, please.

The crowd hushes and looks toward the giant screen for a recap of the P2PW Online Chat.

DiddlyP2PW has entered the room
DiddlyP2PW: Hello, loyal P2PW fans! I trust you have all read the rules? PLEASE, only ONE person respond.
orangeSTD: yessir
guy18761: o hell ya
dudelooklikealady: Yes mr. Diddies
DiddlyP2PW: STOP NOW.
ILOVESTARCRUNCHSNIPPLES: OK DIDDLY
DiddlyP2PW: NO MORE TALKING.
DiddlyP2PW: ONLY I MAY TALK.
DiddlyP2PW: YOU MAY ONLY SPEAK WHEN SPOKEN TO.
DiddlyP2PW: Sorry for that outburst, now I will answer any questions you have.
DiddlyP2PW: Let's start with, hmm, tReNtFaN2007.
tReNtFaN2007: omigodomigodomigod diddly picked me!
tReNtFaN2007: wots trent acid like backstage?
DiddlyP2PW: he's an ass, what kind of question is that?
DiddlyP2PW: Sorry, sorry.
DiddlyP2PW: It's been a long day. You're up, STARslurpeeSHINNSdriver.
STARslurpeeSHINNSdriver: Are Starcrunch and Shinnstheory like, dating or something? whenever I watch your shows theyre always Hanging out
DiddlyP2PW: I'm afraid I can't answer that. If they ARE dating, I know nothing about it. I'm sure you could find out by searching one of those crappy newsletters like "The Torch". Damn that thing is even more gay than Spaz.
DiddlyP2PW: CHOCKO, you're up.
CHOCKO: lOL dIDDLY! sORRY BUT MY CAPS LOCK IS STUCK ON. wHO do YOU HANG OUT WITH BACKSTAGE?
DiddlyP2PW: At least you have a reason for bad typing. =p
DiddlyP2PW: I travel with my stable mates, Spaz and Ninja, but I also hang out with some of the new people, like Addryd and Chadwick. Stare travels with us during big Pay Per Views.
DiddlyP2PW: Next up is.... LonghornFan. Are you from Austin?
LonghornFan: Yes sir. Anyway, what are your thoughts on your match on Blitz?
DiddlyP2PW: If you saw the Diddly Scoop on TNT, you would know already. =)
DiddlyP2PW: But I really feel that I have a good chance at winning. I just hope I can keep up with Gormy. I was watching older tapes of her earlier today, and she was, and still is, an AMAZING athlete. Also, I voted for a Tables Match. A Table to the head would be less likely to cause brain damage than a ladder. =)
diddlyshit: dood juss stop it
diddlyshit: we all no ur acting
diddlyshit: u r such a fukkin gay homo
DiddlyP2PW: First of all, I could ban your ass for that flame. Second, acting about what? Third, what excellent soelling skills you have! Fourth, your "flame" cancels itself out. Hows THAT for a burn?
diddlyshit: o gawd
diddlyshit: y am i hurr
diddlyshit: o ya 2 make fun off u
diddlyshit: u r dum
DiddlyP2PW: If I am so dumb, then why do I have two dictionaries under my belt?
diddlyshit: wot belt
diddlyshit: u r 2 dum 2 win a belt hurr
DiddlyP2PW: And you're too dumb to win a smart contest.
DiddlyP2PW: Wait
DiddlyP2PW: Wait, no!
diddlyshit: AHA!
DiddlyP2PW: NOOOOOOOOOO
diddlyshit: You have failed to win the insult contest!
DiddlyP2PW: What the hell? Now you type well?
diddlyshit: It is I, your arch nemesis GORMY!
DiddlyP2PW: This can't...
DiddlyP2PW: Can't be...
DiddlyP2PW has left the room

The camera focuses off the Zeroin and onto Diddly's face, which is red. Diddly is fuming with anger.

DS: WHAT THE HELL! THAT ISN'T WHAT HAPPENED! WHO EDITED MY FOOTAGE?

Suddenly, smoke pours from the stage and a Ladder raises from the bottom. Sitting on top of the ladder is Gormy, polishing the Internet title! A Table raises from the other end of the stage, with Wolverine sitting atop of it!

DS: NOOOOOOOOO!

Gormy: Wolverine and I temporarily decided to team up and mess with your brain, Diddly. Face it, a mental breakdown would leave you out of action, so that I may defend against a very deserving Wolverine one on one!

DS: UGH! YOU WILL DIE. Come Blitz, I will make you scream like the bitch that you are!

Gormy: Ouch, that really hurt. At least I can get hit on by members of the opposite sex! The best you can get is Spaz.

The crowd laughs as Gormy gets down and holds up her Internet title. The camera cuts back and shows Diddly fuming before fading to black.


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VOTES:
Diddly
De'Si Nidea
Insanity

[Cactus]

The Zeroin flickers to life and we are greeted with blood curdling howl.

We are outside the arena in a doorway facing the entrance, there is thousands of fans lining up still trying to get into night of the champions, little do they know that directly facing them is one of the men who will be performing for them tonight.

There is light drizzle in the cold February night, the only light we can see from the man in the doorway is the small light coming from the lit cigarette in his mouth, a cloud of smoke issues from his mouth, his hair is wet from the rain and sticking to his face partially covering his face.

He takes a long drag on his cigarette and flicks the but to the ground and moves the hair away from his face and begins to talk.


Cactus "Shinns, Shinns, Shinns, will you never learn, it must be killing you that I took the belt from Nation when we all know that if you had your way I would be out the door, so what do you do, you try to make me look past my next victim.

You think by making me concentrate on next weeks PPV Sole Survivor and the match with SoL that I will take this jedi kid with a pinch of salt.

Well your wrong, it took me a year of blood, plenty of blood and sweat to get this.”<br>
Cactus opens his coat to reveal the international title gleaming in the darkness around his waist

Cactus“ And there is no way I intend to lose it by looking to the future, if anything the “unfortunate incident” with Kaos taught me to live in the now.

So that brings us to tonight, night of the champions where legacy’s can be born or broken. I am facing a young kid who looks like he would be more at home in the arcade playing star wars than he would in the ring. However last week he impressed me, he went into the ring with 4 tough opponents and emerged the victor. Hell I almost pissed myself when he hit the Deacon in the head with his little plastic lightsaber.”<br>
Cactus stops talking and starts to pat his pockets, he pulls out a pack of Marlboro and lights one, the match streams in the wind, Cactus exhales audibly.

Cactus“That’s better, now onto to tonight I am facing this DeSi whatever and he thinks he will be able to wrest MY title away from me. Well he can try but I want to offer him this advice. You like Star Wars so much? I believe little Yoda put it best when he said do or do not there is not try.

Well I am sorry to tell you tonight it will be do not. I like you, I think you have a great future here in the P2PW however tonight is not about how I feel about you, its about how I will make you feel.

You think the Blood Gang or whatever they are called gave you a beating, hell you have a match tonight so suck it up. I have been in some brutal matches and have always found that little bit extra to give, which is what I want you to do tonight.

My young Padawan learner, the beating I will hand out to you tonight will make the kessel run look like a walk in the park. After tonight the Blood church will be running scared of you, they treat you like a joke but when they see that you can take so much punishment and keep going they will fear and respect you.

I guess you could say I am a Jedi too, but unlike you I follow the dark side. I play by my own rules that way people fear and respect you. I will be the man that in the future you will call master.”<br>
Cactus walks of into the rain and the camera follows, he walks past the crowd waiting to get in, they all ignore him as he is just another face in the cloud.

We cut down a side street which leads to the wrestlers entrance and Cactus turns round, looks square into the camera and says


Cactus“After I have retained my title tonight and if you want it I will extend my hand to you and if you want help to get revenge on those who attacked you all you have to do is shake it. The pathway to the dark side is staring you in the face and I don’t make this type of offer an everyday thing so think about that.”<br>
Cactus opens the door and the light floods the camera and as it refocuses he is gone inside and the door slams shut, the echo bouncing of the empty street.

Static crackles as the camera cuts out and the Zeroin fades to black

[Aladdin]

Promo:

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A white limo pulls up in front of a fire hydrant. The door opens and Dollar Bill, Vegeta and Simz get out. Simz and Vegeta knock down the fire hydrant with their bare hands and throw it into the middle of the street, causing two cars to collide, trying to avoid the hydrant. Someone starts to laugh from inside the limo.

Aladdin: Nice work guys, now go check them for any loot.

Simz and Vegeta walk over to the cars and shove onlookers out of the way. They climb into the two cars and go through the victims’ wallets and glove compartments. Aladdin climbs out of the car, brushes his hair and slowly put on his Versace sports jacket. Aladdin walks over to Dollar Bill, who is watching Simz and Vegeta do his dirty work.

Aladdin: Everything seems to be going well for me, bro. But we need to get you your title match for Sole Survivor. Blood Pack should have all the gold.

Dollar Bill: Fo’Sho, but lets concentrate on current matters.

Aladdin: Alright, accountant

Simz and Vegeta stroll back over to Aladdin and Dollar Bill, hold jewellery, money and valuables in hand.

Simz: Look what I got!

Simz hold up a thong and his grin widens

Dollar Bill: Where’d you get that?

Vegeta: That guy over there!

Simz: Don’t make me slap you Veg.

Aladdin slaps Simz around the back of the head and the thong falls to the floor. Simz puts his arm up, protecting himself. Aladdin and Dollar Bill smile at each other and hake their heads.

Vegeta: Now let’s get down to business. I think we’ve got a $250,000 investment to get our hands on.


The blood pack walk behind the bald, fat car salesman and tap his shoulder. The salesman turns around, to see that his face is all bruised and full of stitches, his arm is in a sling and when he sees who just tapped his shoulder he walks away scared. Vegeta runs and grabs the salesman by the shoulder; he squeezes it tightly forcing the salesman to his knees.

Vegeta: Uh, uh, uh!

Vegeta releases his hold and picks up the salesman, he turns him around as the salesman covers his face with his arms, to refrain anyone from harming him. Aladdin goes to slaps him, but stops one inch from his face and starts to laugh. He pats the salesman on the face and straightens his jacket.

Aladdin: I told you I’d be back in a week. Now take me to my car

Salesman: Okay, okay sir. Right this way. Let me just get the keys from my office.


The salesman goes to his office, with the blood pack waiting outside. He goes to get the keys from his desk, when he sees the phone. He looks towards the door and hesitates whether or not to use the phone.

Dollar Bill: Hurry the fuck up, you ugly lump of shit.

The salesman takes the phone and dials 911

Salesman: (whispering to himself) Come on, come on, pick up already.

Simz opens the door slightly, to see the salesman on the phone. The salesman quickly puts the phone down. Simz calls the rest of the Blood Pack and explains what he just saw. Aladdin goes over to the salesman and drags him by the neck outside to his car.

Aladdin: Give me my keys now, you fat shit! Don’t mess with the Blood Pack boyo. Didn’t you get the message already? Do we have to beat your obese ass again?

Salesman: Please, please! Take your car and go!

Dollar Bill: Sure, we’ll go; after you donate.

Salesman: You took everything I had last week. All I have now is ten bucks.

Dollar Bill: Give it up then, $10 will feed one whore. $20 will get you a goodnight with one of them.

Salesman: But I need to get home, you took my car keys last time too, so I have to take th…..

Simz jumps the salesman from behind and the rest of them join in. They take his 20 bucks and re-open all his wounds. They strip him of his clothes, up to his boxers and throw it up onto the roof of his office building. They throw the man onto one of his cars and climb into Aladdin’s new car.

Aladdin: Lets get out of here guys. Now, let’s see how good this car is. I had better have been worth $250,000. Dollar Bill why don’t you take you limo, we’ll meet at the church and you can take the H2 for a spin.

Dollar Bill: Sure thing, brotha. Let’s go Simz

Dollar Bill turns to go to the limo, expecting Simz to follow. He look over his shoulder to see Simz standing still, next to Aladdin’s car.

Simz: But I wanna go for a ride in Aladdin’s new car.

Vegeta: Shotgun for the H2!!!

Simz: DAMN IT! I’m coming Dollar Bill.

Vegeta and Aladdin, laugh as Simz walks off unhappy. Dollar Bill shakes his head and resumes to walk to his car.

Aladdin: See ya later guys. (To Vegeta) Let’s go, bro. What do you want to listen to?

Vegeta: SPICE GIRLS!

Aladdin slaps Vegeta across the back of his head and crosses his arms. Dollar Bill and Simz climb into the limo, across the street. Suddenly a swarm of cops run into the car lot and surround the Aladdin and Vegeta.

Aladdin: What the hell is this! You here for a fight?

The cops back off, and pop out their guns

Aladdin: Pussies.

Simz jumps out of the limo and pursues to help out his fellow members, but Dollar Bill stops him.

Dollar Bill: There are easier ways to solve this matter!

The Police in the car lot, ease closer to Aladdin and Vegeta, two of them taking out their handcuffs.

Aladdin: I don’t know why you’re here, we didn’t do jack. This is a racist arrest, just coz two young brown people are standing around an expensive car, they are expected to steal it.

Policeman: We’re taking you in, for assault!

Vegeta: Assault? We didn’t lay one finger on anyone.

All of the policemen, look towards the beat up salesman, lying on the floor.

Vegeta: Oh, that one.

Policeman: We’re talking you down town.

Vegeta: You can try, but we aint going nowhere.

Aladdin: Vegeta, leave it, we’ll be fine, just follow my lead. (looking towards the cops) Okay gentlemen, take us in.

Two cops move cautiously towards the two Blood Pack members and place the handcuffs on their wrists. They walk over to the police cars with three cops surrounding each of them. As they exit the parking lot, Aladdin winks at Dollar Bill, across the street and he returns the wink. The cars head towards the police station.

Simz: I can’t believe we just let them take Al and Veg away

Dollar Bill: Trust me Simz. If we had gone to help them, we would have ended up with them in jail. Then we would be of no help to them. Aladdin knows we did the right thing. Now, be patient.

Simz: Okay, then. Of course I trust you. I just...

Dollar Bill: Yeah I know, I hate having to just let them go.

Simz: But how did those cops come, the salesman didn’t get through to them cops, before we dragged him out of his office.

Dollar Bill: You’re right , it wasn’t him. Look, across the street, in front of that lingerie shop.

Dollar Bill points to the shop, and Simz looks.


Simz: Spaz!

[Aladdin]

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Aladdin and Vegeta are now locked behind bars, with four other shady looking characters. One huge shifty looking character walks over to Aladdin.

Man: You’re pretty.

Aladdin:…..(not looking at the man)

Man: You’re gonna learn to love me.

The man puts his hand on Aladdin’s shoulder, and straight away Aladdin’s slaps the lips of the man’s face. Aladdin continues to beat down on the man, punch by punch, with the rest of the cell mates cheering on. A guard comes in and separates the two, smacking Aladdin on the back of the leg with a club. Aladdin, unaffected turns around, and pushes the guard out side. He turns back around to the man on the floor.

Aladdin: Don’t touch my clothes, you gay shit. They cost more than your momma on her best night!

Vegeta: (Laughing) that was some good shit. You beat his ass.

The phone rings on the cop’s desk. A cop picks it up.

Cop: Aladdin, you got a call. If you take it then you can’t have any other phone calls.

Aladdin: I’ll take it. (whispering to Vegeta) It’s probably Dollar Bill.

A couple guards open the cell, and let out Aladdin, to take his phone call. Aladdin picks up the phone and puts it to his ear.

Aladdin: What took you so long Dollar Bi…

Spaz: It’s me!

Aladdin: How did you kno… you bastard you called the cops.

Spaz: Of course, I did. How you gonna beat me down if you’re in jail. It looks like you’ll have to forfeit.

Aladdin: You pussy, you’re too scared to face us. But don’t worry, you won’t miss me for too long. Just you wait and see.

Spaz: How are you gonna get out?

Aladdin: Never underestimate the power of friends. Especially friends who happen to be pimps… I-I mean Bishops.

Spaz: Even if you get out, it not like you’re gonna be able to beat me and Red Ninja. You’re only new to P2PW, you’ve had two matches.

Aladdin: I’ve said it before, I’ll say it again, me and Vegeta are pros when it comes to the tag team division. You won’t be able to keep up with a couple tigers.

Spaz: Please, please. You should just save yourself the embarrassment and stay in jail, at least then you’ll have reason for not showing up.

Aladdin: By the end of the night, new tag team champions will be crowned. Oh, and by the way, the blood pack saw you trying on lingerie in a street shop. Was it you present to yourself for winning your Number one contendership match for the Rage title, or do you do that every weekend, you freak.

Spaz: (his voice has gone squeaky)You bastard, how did you see me. I thought I told the shop owner to pull the blinds in the window.

Aladdin: I guess, he couldn’t understand Spastic language. But I’m fluent in all languages, so I have no problem hearing you.


Cop: Times running out.

Aladdin: (to the cop) Gimme a minute! (to Spaz) I’ll be at ringside for you Rage match, lets see if you can win two title matches in one night, or if you’ll be title-less by the night’s end, you retard!

Spaz: just you see hear…..

Aladdin slams the phone down.

Cop: Heated discussion.

Aladdin: Naaaa, it was just a friend. He doesn’t know how to talk English.


Aladdin walks back into his cell, as the guard locks it.

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Aladdin and Vegeta are talking, when a hot blonde woman strolls into the cop’s office. She is wearing a tight mini skirt.

Woman: I’m here to see Aladdin and Vegeta.

Cop: Sure, but I’ll need to search you.

Woman: (leaning over the desk, exposing her breast to the cop)Do you have to?(seducingly).

Cop: (sweating) No, its okay, just come right this way

The cop shows the woman the way, staring at her breast the whole way.

Cop: Aladdin, Vegeta. You got a visitor.

The woman goes up to the bars and hugs Aladdin.

Aladdin: Is Dollar Bill outside, Trixie?

Trixie: Yeah, he’s out there with Simz. We’ll be parked outside the petrol station in about 1 hour.

Aladdin: Okay, 1 hour it is then. See ya later Trix.

Vegeta: See ya Trixie.

Trixie walks out of the office and waves good bye to the cop.

Vegeta: How’d you expect to get out of here?

Aladdin: With this!

Aladdin pulls out a key, from his pocket.

Vegeta: Yeah, the master key, Trixie put it in, didn’t she. We have to wait for the cop to fall asleep though.

Aladdin: Leave that up to Trixie, she’ll keep him occupied.

The cop soon follows after Trixie. Aladdin, reaches out to the other side of the cell and struggles to put the key into the lock. He succeeds and turns it. CLICK!


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End of Promo


Sorry about the Double Post. I did it on word first and it was 7 pages. It wouldnt all fit on one post.

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Staff Edit: Got rid of some weird url text for Aladdin. ~Shinn's Theory

[Dickie Cha'mone]

ooc: as a actual member of p2pw here are my votes:

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)

WWE heavyweight title match
Da Joke (hehe)

ic: no comment

[Trent Matsunoshin]

LMAO@diddly.

[Stare]

Sorry guys, got something I want to address


I'm not trying to turn any heads here, and I don't mean any offense.

Da Man, if you're not going to participate in the P2PW, you do not need to be voting. Now, since there is a rule (whether posted or understood) that you have to be on the roster to vote, and you are technically on (inactive), I will let it slide this time.

After Sole Survivor, we will be removing you from the roster, and you will no longer be able to vote unless you sign back up and rejoin the fed. So, you can vote on this show, and Sole Survivor, but not after that.

I'm sorry if I offend you, but it's not fair to have someone judge a match when they are not in the fed. I'm letting you vote in this one, and the PPV out of hte respect I have for you helping a lot a while back.

Thanks, Stare.

Continue voting . . .

[Hercules]

The scene opens with Bishop Pastor Deacon Dollar Bill in the pulpit of the Apostolic Missionary Baptist Catholic Church of Chicago. The congregation is full as they quietly listen to the Bible lesson the Bishop is delivering. SIMZ is sitting in the choir stands flirting with a couple of the choir members. Dollar Bill, speaking with a very intense tone, continues his lesson......

D.B.: ...... and then Disciple Scarface grabbed his grenade launcher and said (in his best Scarface voice) "Say hello to my little friend!" And he blew those demonic bastards straight to hell. Disciple Scarface was determined, he was not about to go down without a fight. If he was gonna die, he was takin' as many of those muthafuckas as he could wit 'em. Naw, disciple Scarface wasn't no punk bitch!! He killed dozens of 'em, (shouting) he damn near killed em all!!!

The congregation gets excited and starts shouting as the Bishop continues his message.

D.B.: That's right, disciple scarface was almost home free, until.....until the devil himself showed up. That's right, ole' Satan himself showed up. As Disciple Scarface was blastin away at his demons, takin' em out one by one, Satan said to himself, "Damn!! That's a bad muthafucka right there!!" So Satan snuck up behing Disciple Scarface. That's right, he snuck up behind him and shot Disciple Scarface in the head. BLAM!!! And Disciple Scarface fell to the ground and died. Now, what's the moral to this story? Sometimes you gotta die for what you believe in. Disciple Scarface started out as a lowly Cuban immigrant that ain't have shit!! I mean, HE AIN'T HAVE SHIT!!! but then God, my God, yo' God, the almighty God blessed him. He delivered him from the drug dealers when they cut his boy up in the shower, Scarface was next to die, but God delivered him from that. The same way he delivered Daniel from the Lion's den, the same way he saved Jonah from the whale & the same way he helped Gilligan get off the island. God delivered Scarface. Why do you ask, cause Scarface had a destiny, God wanted Disciple Scarface to be the baddest coke dealer in Florida. And when the Devil tried to take everything that God had given him, Disciple Scarface fought back, he gave the Devil everything he had & he fought to the death. And that's the lesson. If God blesses you wit' something, don't let NO muthafucka come and take what God has you.

The crowd jumps to their feet and applause Bishop for the lesson. Then, a man stands up to ask a question.

Man: Excuse me, Bishop? I'm not familiar with this story in the Bible.

Dollar Bill looks annoyed.

D.B.: Do you know every story in the Bible dawg?

Man: No.

D.B.: Well, this is one of those stories that you don't know then. i just taught you somethin' new playa. Now.......

Man: But where in the Bible could I find this intriguing story.

Dollar Bill gets more annoyed.

D.B.: What chapter?? (whispering to himself) muthafuckas always tryin ta question what the fuck I'm teachin'. (Speaking to the man) It's in uhh....It's in uhh, hhmmm. It's in the Book of Tony Montana muthafucka, now sit down & shut the fuck up before i come down there.

The man quietly sits down and Dollar Bill continues.

D.B.: Now, back to what I was sayin'efore I was so rudely interrpted, the reason I told this story today is because alot of friends of mine from all over the U.S. have been gettin' attacked by a shitload of kids wearin' Halloween costumes, these punk kids have made it very hard for my boys to get they money from they hoes.....I..I mean work their respective jobs. Now, I know who is the head of all this bullshit & it's that little pipsquek De'Si NiDuddley.

SIMZ: De'Si Nidea.

D.B.: That's what I said, De'Si Nidumdum.

SIMZ: Nidea, De'Si Nidea man.

D.B.: Whatever, I shall call him, De'Si Nidevil, cause that's what he is, a devil. What kind of man attacks hard-working pimps just tryin ta make an honest living? CHHHHHUUUUUUUUCCCCCHHHHHH!!!!!! IT'S TIME TO EVEN THE SCORE!!!!

The congregation yells in agreement

D.B.: This is the same kid that stole the number one contender spot from us. That money was ours, that title shot was ours and that pimple faced shit took it away. and on top of that, now, he wants to attack God's People. Well, we ain't gonna be victims, no. We fightin' back.

The crowd cheers very loudly.

D.B.: We gonna be like Disciple Scarface and take out as many of dem muthafuckas as we can, even if it means ya'll dyin', so be it. You see a kid in one of them star wars costumes, beat him to death. But never fear, cause unlike Disciple Scarface, De'Si Nidevil will not sneak up on us and shoot us, cause I'm gonna personally ram my holy cane up his demonic ass. Now go, go and whoop some ass in the name of Jesus, but make sure ya'll put ya donations to the church in the basket on ya way out, Pastor got child support payments ta make.

The crowd turns into an angry mob cheering on their prophetic champion Dollar Bill, then they leave the church.

SIMZ (whipsering to D.B.): You actually want us to go out ther and fight some kids? What about Veg & AL.

D.B.:I didn't say we was goin out there, they are, we'll get Veg & Al soon but I gotta make sure these little storm trooper muthafuckas stay off my back, I'll take care of De'Si Nidildo at Blitz.

SIMZ: That's De'Si N......

Dollar Bill slaps SIMZ across the face.

D.B.: Shut up bitch!!! Oops, my bad dawg, that was a...

SIMZ: Yeah, I know, it was just a reflex.

END PROMO

[shinnstheory]

I shouldn't address this here but I'm continuing from where Stare left off.

Personally, I feel he shouldn't be allowed to vote for any matches at a major PPV, such as Sole Survivor. It was his choice to leave the e-Fed, not ours. If we let him vote that basically opens the door for any P2P (not P2PW) member to vote on matches. I have to disagree with the Sole Survivor voting. It's nothing personal Ant. You know that. But, rules are rules. You've been around e-Feds enough to know the rules.

So, Ant (or anyone other non-P2PW member) is NOT allowed to vote. Period.[/b]

If you would like to discuss this matter, take it to the P2PW Discussion thead. If you would like to discuss THIS event, take it to the Blitz! Extra Promo/Discussion thread please.

[McKenna]

Typical Stare and Shinns in power trip shock!!!!!!!!!

No wonder Vince knocked you back when you both came crawling


OOC : my bad boys

[jessica]

Not to cause a ruckus or anything, but on other feds that have voting (which I think we should NOT have here since the MAJORITY or the roster voted NOT to have the voting to begin with because it is still a popularity contest whether you want to admit it or not because several times many have had the way better promos but still lost due to the vote. IMO and that of others I have talked to, its not fair.) As for the non fed member voting on the matches, other feds allow any member of the board (fed member of not) vote.

[Simz]

You've read about this in EXW haven't you.

[Red Ninja]

Diddly
Cactus
Insanity

[lhw]

Wench said:

IMO and that of others I have talked to, its not fair.

It doesn't have to be fair: it's their fed, so they can run it anyway they see fit. If people don't like it, they don't need to join. Or, they can just go to one of the other thousands of e-feds that are out there, if they don't enjoy reading the shows. In the end, no one person is ever missed from a message board.

Anyway, that's the opinion of a non-P2PW member. I'll leave this thread now.

[Red Ninja]

Red Ninja is standing by with Kasey Garcia.

KG:This week on Blitz it will be a "Night Of Champions" as almost every belt in P2PW will be defended. I am here with one man who will be defending his Tag Championship Red Ninja. Red you and your partner Spaz will be facing tough competition in Aladdin and Vegeta of the newly formed Blood Pack. What are you thinking going into this match.

RN:Well Kasey I have a bit on my plate this week. Sure your right the Blood Pack will make for some tricky competition but you know something Kasey. I didnt come this far just to drop the belts that fast. Me and Spaz we had to....

Diddly Squat appears from the side shaking his head.

RN:What.

DS:Me and Spaz. I believe the correct grammatical term is "Spaz and I".

RN:What your correcting my grammar now.

DS:Well my dear Ninja you could benefit from a little sense of intelligence and class.

RN:Hey I got class.

DS:Im sure you do. Well anyway carry on.

Diddly leaves.

RN:Like I was saying before I was interrupted. Spaz and I(Shakes head) had to go through road block after road block to get these tag titles in the Insanity camp. We had to beat Reaper and Essex two of the biggest names in this buisness. And trust me beating those guys is not something you can do just like that. Than we had to defend them at Winter Frenzy against Hex and Addyrd. We barely pulled that out but we did. Vegeta and Aladdin you guys are next up. You guys are looking to become the new group to beat in P2PW. The Insanity was like that once. We came in and we were faced off against Evil Unlimited. And you know what we rose victorious. Blood Pack you guys are itching to take us down. Well boys get in line. Everyone seemingly wants a piece of us. And no matter how much they throw they dont get the job done. So boys bring it on at Blitz. It will be a night of Champions and a night of challengers getting their asses kicked.

KG:Well how do you feel about Spaz concentrating on the Rage Title.

RN:Well I know the Spazmattic is going to come through in the end. But hey if he brings some more gold into the camp thats ok. But he knows that Blitz is more important. He should conectrate on the title he already has. But Im not worried. Spaz will help me get the job done and keep these belts around our waist. Its time Blood Pack to get down with the R-E-D and the S to the Z representing the Insanity.

Scene ends.

[ChadClassic]

We are taken to a mansion. In the mansion are luxurious paintings hanging on the walls, fine china tea sets resting on the table, a long gold staircase, and a big screen t.v. in the living room. Many more items are in this house, but are unable to name at the moment. We hear "Karama is funny" in one room. The camera zooms into that room. We see ChadClassic, formerly Chadwick, sitting in a huge comfy chair. He's in a black robe and his hair greased back. He's watching MTV's "The Real World", while flickering with the fireplace remote. He finally fixes it and adjusts it perfectly. He presses one button on the remote, and the gold plated guard-rail around the fireplace begins to slowly droop down. It finally sucks itself into the floor and ChadClassic presses another button, causing the fire to become bigger. He puts the remote down and rubs his hands together. He puts the volume up on the t.v.

ChadClassic: "Ya know, The Real World is one funny show. 7 Strangers, picked to live in a house in random cities. How nice is that. And look at these houses. Just amazing to look at. Nice cars, nice jobs, something I don't see much in P2PW. Nice cars, yeah, I have that. Nice home, yes. Nice job, not so nice. Ya see, P2PW apparently has time to build up guys like De'Si Nidea, Blood Pack, Trent Acid, Diddly Squat, Red Ninja, and other undeserving bastards. What do I get in return? Not one god damn thing. I'm stuck being everyones job-boy bitch left and right. I was the first guy eliminated from last weeks International Contendership match, won by that Jedi-Mind Freak De'Si Nidea. Why is it that Kevin Nash is the first guy eliminated from his #1 Contenders match at Final Resolution, and he highlights a huge PPV match against Jeff Jarrett, yet I am the first dude eliminated from my #1 Contenders match and I barely even get mentioned regarding Sole Survivor!"

ChadClassic sits himself back down and calms himself down. He breathes in and out. He pours himself a glass of water and takes a sip. He places the flass back down.

ChadClassic: "Why is it that E2 punches an owner, gets arrested, and gets on Sole Survivor? What must I do to get on Sole Survivor? Kick Stare in the face "on purpose", spit in Shinns Theory's face "on purpose"? But again, I go unnoticed. How convient of them. Ya know, I said a few days ago, good luck to De'Si Nidea going toe-to-toe against Cactus... well like Kiesha Cole said it best "I changed my mind." Nidea, you stole my rightful chance at gold, and for that I am forever pissed off at you. You ruined my spotlight, I was a big hit before you even roared your ugly ass head in P2PW. I was considered excellent by higher ups, I could've been inline for that shot against Nation, Cactus, or even Stare, but you came in, and stole that damn shot right from under me. Now, your possibly gonna walk out of Blitz! the new P2PW International Champion. What about me? What about ChadClassic?"

ChadClassic takes the fireplace remote and presses the button a few times, dimmin down the fire. He puts down the remote. He lowers down the volume on the t.v., but nevermind his madness at P2PW, he's mad that The Real World is over. He flips threw the channels. He turns to channel 123, The-N, where Sabrina the Teenage Witch is one.

ChadClassic: "Valentines Day. What a special day. I wish I could have the perfect valentines day, but I can't, because Dickie Cha'mone, Di'Se Nidea, and Pastor Bischop whatever ruined it! They ripped out my heart and bodyslammed it straight to hell. I could ne nestling with the P2PW International Championship right now, but no, I'm stuck here watching these sad white people break eachothers hearts. This is pathetic. ChadClassic doesn't deserve to be treated in such a disgustful manner! P2PW... your pushing my buttons..."

ChadClassic gets up. He goes over to his closet and opens it. Inside is a trophy with two men wrestling on the tippy-top. He rubs the name plate, which reads "Palos Verdes High School Wrestling Champion: Chad Law" and smiles. He takes the trophy, closes back the door, and sits back down in the relaxer.

ChadClassic: "This trophy right here proves that I am one of the greatest wrestlers in my former school. This trophy proves I'm amazing. Eat your heart out Chris Benoit, Chris Jericho, Shelton Benjamin, Kurt Angle, anyone of those guys who were former wrestling champs. This is step 1. Step 1 of my crusade on getting gold in P2PW. I won't stop until I achieve my goal and become a champion in P2PW. But theirs one thing in mind. As crazy as it sounds, I don't wanna face Stare for the World Heavyweight Championship, Nation for the Rage Championship, but I do indeed want Gormy's title. She becomes the last P2PW Womens Champ, and gets rewarded with a new title, eh? Well with this "Undisputed Internet Championship" rule coming into effect, I think its time I make my mark. I defeated the guy whos involved in that match in my debut match, Wolverine, and he gets voted in for a shot? Well if he can get it, so can I! Gormy, just wait and see, I'll get my chance, and when I do get that chance, I am going to capture my first title, and end that joke of a reign, "Gormster"."

ChadClassic puts the trophy aside. He sits up and stares into the camera.

ChadClassic: "I'll fight Dickie, Red Ninja, Spaz, anyone in the P2PW Roster, to become the #1 Contender. And even though I made my claim for the Internet Title, Nidea, we have unfinished business, and if the greater of two evils prevails on Blitz!, which is you... get a good look at your #1 Contender..."

ChadClassic laughs. He sits back in his couch and turns up the volume. He flips the channel to Starz where Starsky & Hutch is on.

[Reaper]

Shinn's said:

If you would like to discuss this matter, take it to the P2PW Discussion thead.

Just a reminder, folks.

Edit: Thank you Rocky. ~Shinn's

[Vegeta]

NAtion
De'si Nidea
Gormy
Blood Tigers


Promo:

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Backsatge, Kacey Garcia and a cameraman are standing outside the blood pack locker room. Kacey knocks on the door.

Vegeta: Who is it? Come in?

Kacey opens the door and walks in, staying near the exit.

Kacey: Can i have a moment of your time please, guys?

Aladdin: Anything for a lady.

Aladdin checks out Kacey's body, bending his neck to get a view of her ass.

kacey: Thanks i guess... So anyway, tonight you two have the most important match of your career , so far. The P2PW tag team titles are on the line, but you'll face stiff opponents in Spaz and Red Ninja.

Aladdin: Do you wanna take this one?(looking at Veg)

Veg: Sure. Well what can i say. Spaz and Ninja did beat Reaper and some other random guy, for the titles and they've defended the titles successfully a few times. But why should we be scared about a cross dresser and a wannabe samurai. Come one, me and Aladdin are pros at this, we'll make short work of the Insanity.

Aladdin: Well, the name really sums it up doesnt it. They're insane if they think they're gonna beat a couple of tigers. You can't have two menatlly unstable wrestlers holding gold, just look at the WWE, Eugene wore the gold and totally disgraced it, he didnt even bother defending it at one of their shows and ended up losing it. You can't trust these people.

Kacey looking confused.

Kacey: But he injured his knee and couldnt compete, thats why he didnt defend his title.

Veg: Sure he did baby, sure he did. You can't believe the wwe. They said Cena got stabbed in the kidney, but where was he really? In Oz, filming a movie, which is sure to go straight to DVD. You can't trust the wwe, their matches arent even real, all choreographed.

Kacey: Well i can't disagree with you there.

Aladdin: Thats a good girl.

Kacey: On to the next question. There are rumours speculating that you two got arrested for assault. Can you confirm these accusations?

Vegeta and Aladdin have looks of anger on their faces.

Vegeta: Our lawyer told us not to make any comments...

Aladdin grabs Vegeta's shoulder and interupts him.

Shut up man (whispering to Vegeta)! (now talking to Kacey) Rumours are nothing more than silly school girl chit chat. It was probably made up by the cross dresser, he's no more than a school girl himself. Now i think this interview is over, time for you to leave. We need to get ready for our match.

Vegeta: But we got one more thing to say.

Aladdin: Blood is thicker than water!

Vegeta: The year of the Tiger has begun and a trail of blood shall follow in its wake!

Aladdin and Vegeta shove Kacey and the cameraman out of the room, and slam the door in their faces.

Aladdin: Lets get ready for our match. By the way, you need to be a bit more aware about the whole jail thing.

Veg: Yeah, sorry. It just slipped out. But it was a lot of un wasnt it. Meesing up the station before we left.

Aladdin: Yeah, especially when we locked the cop with the huge gay freak.

Veg: He made him his bitch.

The two laugh and get ready for their match as the zeroin fades to black.

[Stare]

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