Blitz! Voting & Promos (4/24 - 4/28)

[brockandsable]

That was solid my friend.

[shinnstheory]

Try to keep this thread for 1 promo per person and 1 vote (per match) per person.

[Red Ninja]

DDT
Insanity
NZA
Cactus

[Gormy]

Gormy raises the champagne glass to her lips. A small smile plays on the red painted lips. She takes a small sip and begins to giggle. Turning to her left, she chinks her glass with her partner, and they both take yet another sip. Reaching forward, Gormy takes a strawberry from a cut crystal glass. Slowly she bites into it, as she does so, she closes her eyes, enjoying the flavour of champagne and strawberries on her tongue.

GORMY Well, what do you think? I worry about him, has anyone talked to him recently?

MYSTERY VOICE I dont think so. I know I haven't for a while. He has become distant since, well, you know....

Gormy stops the glass halfway to her lips, the content look on her face fading. Slowly she puts the glass down. Gormy looks down at her feet, the emotion in the limo is tangible. Finally a tear rolls down her face. Looking at her riding partner, she smiles a meloncholy smile

GORMY I miss him you know. He was a friend and a fighting buddy of mine for years. I wont ever forgive Cactus for what he did.

MYSTERY VOICE I know you do. We all do.

Gormy wipes the tears away. Bringing the forgotten half full champagne glass to her lips, she raises it out towards her partner. Silently her partner does the same, till all that is heard is the quiet clink of glass against glass. They both take a sip.

MYSTERY VOICE May you still rest in peace my friend.

Gormy nods at the statement. As she puts her glass down, she picks up yet another strawberry.

GORMY You see this strawberry? Well imagine Cactus is this strawberry...

Suddenly Gormy squeezes the strawberry with what seems to be all her strength. Even though the juice runs out of her fist, down her wrist and arm, Gormy doesn't stop squeezing. When finally spent, Gormy releases her grip on the squashed remains of the fruit. Her hand is a mess of red mush, with crimson juice making a trail down her arm, right down to her elbow.

Turning to her left, she smears the last of the strawberry down the back of the cream leather of the limo. Silence is the only sound that can be heard in the back of the limo. A smirk finally arrives on Gormy's beautifully painted lips. Quickly it turns into a giggle. Gormy sits back in the padded leather seats, lolling her head back and seeming to enjoy the moment.

GORMY You see this tiger? This symbolises Cactus' bleeding body when I have done with him.

Gormy looks at her left hand, as if remembering the champagne glass. She looks at the cut glass puzzled, she doesn't remember it getting there. An almost tangible 'red mist' overcomes Gormy. She flings the half full glass at the driver with all the strength she has. Luckly, the driver has the screen up, so the only damage done is a mosaic of broken glass and a sprinkle of champagne over the back of the limo. A gutteral scream/roar comes from her lips. A primal scream, lending its origins from pagan times.

Gormy bites her knuckle. She takes a deep breath, a look of hate and malice in her eyes. Looking at her partner, he flinches.

MYSTERY VOICE I haven't seen that look in your eyes for a long time..

GORMY...No, and you wont see it again if I have my way. Apocolypse drilled that into me, through pain and degregation they thought they had won. They didn't. I won. Now I will win for my friend. Cactus will pay for what he did. Cactus killed my friend. Full stop. I cant ever forgive him for that.

Gormy snaps her head to the left and down a little. She begins to lick the remains of the strawberry from the back of the chair. Lapping it up, the juice smears her face and chin. When nothing is left, she raises her head to her travelling partner. Smiling, she looks up at her partner. He grins back. He raises his glass again towards Gormy. Gormy fills a new glass, tips it towards her partner.

MYSTERY VOICE Here's to your win. I dont doubt for a minute you wont get it, you have a nasty habit of getting what you want.

GORMY Well, my teacher did say that if I ate the flesh of someone, then I would become that person. Tonight I have eaten the flesh of KAOS. He died, yet he is risen again. I will have him there with me tonight.

The camera finally pans back. We see the stained leather of the backrest, the two champagne glasses, a denim cladded male knee. Finally the camera pans up to a white vested UKG. He picks up Gormy's clenched fists. He holds them close then kisses them. He lets them go, gently back into her lap.

UKG I have no doubt you can do this. Cactus has had this coming from anyone of us for a long time now. I just wish it was me that was doing the beating.

The limo turns into the arena. It comes to a halt in the underground car park. The chaufeur comes out and opens the back door. A red velvet leg steps out, followed by Gormy. The chauffeur closes the door and nods to Gormy.

She ignores the acknowledgement and storms towards the arena, strawberry juice still staining her hand, arm and mouth.

[McKenna]

McKENNA leaves GORMY's limo, and heads towards the arena, along the way picking up both a microphone, and a bottle of Gatorade. As he reaches the gorilla position, he can been seen, from the back, to take a deep breath, and as "Sonne" begins, McKENNA takes his first steps out of the back, and makes his way to the ring.

The boos and jeers he recieves are deafening, and as he rolls into the ring, he is greeted with paper cups raining down from disgruntled fans.

McKENNA What the hell is your problem?

Again boos, jeers and more cups come flying down, McKENNA batting some away as they get too close to his face, his white vest now stained with cola and beer.

McKENNA So, this is how P2PW fans treat the next World Heavyweight Champion?

From a section of the crowd, a chant of "You Sold Out" starts, and soon the whole arena is bringing the abuse to McKENNA's ears. All he does in response, is lean on the top rope, and look towards the far camera

McKENNA You people have such short memories dont you? Let's take a little history class here. Last year at WrestleFever, I took on and beat the then undefeated Rage Champion, ROCKY. Then what happened later that night? When I had the chance to go home with two championships, when I needed him most, MASTADON was out of the picture, taken out by someone wanting it more than we did.

When I lost to FLOORSTARE, missing out on being in the main event itself, having failed to take the World Championship from SHINNS THEORY, it left a hole in my stomach. It took everything I believed, and sent it, ripped it away from me.

For 11 months, I was on the outside looking in, while the P2PW World Championship went from one undeserving champion to another. From MONTEZ, to REAPER, then not surprisingly onto the egotistical waist of FLOORSTARE for a second time.

But my chance was there, I was one step away from my destiny, and who should snatch it away from me, but FLOORSTARE, walking back in here like he was Alexander the Great. You see for those of you, who, looking around this crowd, have short term memories, let me show you the pattern that emerges here.

Picture the scene, P2PW is a fledgling company, and they want "DA MAN" to become it's first P2PW International Champion. So there I am, at the contract signing to face SPAZ, and what should happen?

FLOORSTARE changed the contract, and spends most of the night gaoding ROCKY, so that he can wind me up. I nail SPAZ accidently, and BOOM, there goes my chance of holding a title here.

Now, when STARE decides it's time for him to walk away, just seconds after pissing on everyone's bonfire and becoming the World Champion at WrestleFever, who do they turn to? The World Championship has been tarnished. After almost killing himself to beat both me, and SHINNS, STARE says "Screw you guys, I'm off"

So they turn to the Rage Champion, "UKG". They know putting him in the main event, with the Rage Title on the line equals ratings, and money. They put me in a re-match with ROCKY, and lo and behold it has the best buy rate of any Pay Per View.

I drew the highest paycheque, I brought in the biggest crowds, I sold the most merchandise, I was top of the pile. I didnt need any title, let alone the World Title to draw crowds. My name alone got the people flooding in.

And now, here I am, once again the number 1 contender for the richest prize in all of wrestling. Don't get me wrong being WWE World Heavyweight Champion was an honour, but screwing up thier plans by leaving right before WrestleMania was even better.

You see, that was the plan all along. ROCKY knew he could take WWE down, but from the inside. Once he knew that the Rocky Road to the World Title was going to be cut short, he came to me with a plan. To go to WWE, take the World Title, and walk away.

We wanted to prove to the world that P2PW can pull the wool over the eyes of everyone, and by god we did it. I wish I had seen Vinnie Macs face as he watched his precious little belt fly through the air heading towards San Fransisco Harbour!

He pauses to take a drink, then leaning up off the ropes, removes his stained vest, revealing a tanned, ripped physique

McKENNA We made it look like it was SHINNS that brought me back. He was too stupid to see what was going on, everyone in the back was. And poor old NATION, why did I turn on him?

On hearing NATION's name the crowd are riled again, and the chant of NATION!, NATION!, can be heard

McKENNA You see again you all forget so easily. Who brought him here? ME! Who got him the shot at the Rage Title? ME!, who made him the megastar he is today? ME!

Without me NATION, you would still be where I left you, sat on your ass at home in Liverpool with your crazy ex stalking you for yet more cash, and wondering where your next paycheque was coming from. Without me Anthony, you would be living off the fact that I allowed you to end "The Streak" back in the BWF.

You said you came here to unleash the animal that I once was. Well, boy you have done it now. You have unleashed hell on earth. Fact of the matter is this. Beating FLOORSTARE to become the next P2PW World Heavyweight Champion is my destiny. It has been there since day one of this company. But the bigger prize awaits. All you have to do is complete your end of the bargain.

All you have to do, is beat SHINNS THEORY, then, oh by god then, I get what I really want. I get to show the world who is the most dominant male in this company.

I'm pitching it out right here, right now. I'm calling on the Directors of P2PW to make it happen. I dont care if its just for the Rage Title, the World Title, Title for Title, I dont give a damn, all I want is one thing.

The crowd sense what is coming, and now there is a low rumble from them, it sounds like they are saying "Fever 2, Fever 2"

McKENNA You know something, this crowd surprises me, even they get the message.

McKENNA v NATION AT WRESTLEFEVER 2.

The crowd loses it. Totally loses it. McKENNA has once again made a demand of the co-owners of P2PW.

McKENNA Oh dont worry bout me not having a title. I will be the World Heavyweight Champion after Momentum. STARE's days as the top dog round here are numbered.

Face facts STARE, this hunt is over, and I'm taking you down, once and for all. And this time, when I'm done with you, and I'm stood over your prone carcass, with MY title, there aint gonna be no re-match!

"Sonne" starts up again, and we head to commercials

[spaz]

DDT
Insanity
NZA
Cactus

I erection my ninja friend and I will reign supreme in the biggest land slide win ever known to p2p under the new voting/promo law.

Promo to follow.

New Lock dude, PM me your character bio and a short creative peice of writting or somethin'... wow me my boy, wow me.

[Amie]

Dan "The Dragon" Taylor
Crazy Ralph & Funamie
"The Ladies Man" Chilly Willy
Cactus

[lockjaw]

anyone seen crazyralph?

[shinnstheory]

Again, this thread is for promos and votes ONLY.

[Vegeta]

The scene opens to the Blood Pack’s locker room. Vegeta and Aladdin are the only two there and are seen in the middle of an intense conversation. Vegeta is sat down on a sofa, wearing an Armani suit and Gucci sunglasses. Aladdin is leant back against the wall, in the bar area, in a tracksuit.

Vegeta: What’s wrong with you! You know we’ve got your back, why did you dismiss us like that.

Aladdin: Why do you care so much?! I told you, I’m okay with the loss, Darth’s a great opponent. He deserved the win more…I guess.

Vegeta quickly replies.

Vegeta: (Sarcastically)He deserved to win…more than you! What IS WRONG WITH YOU! We’re the Blood Pack, we are supposed to be on top of the game and do whatever it takes to stay there. Who cares who deserved it more? We get, what we want! If you had let us stay there we would have won the match.

Aladdin: (Shouting) Where’s the pride in that! Peccatus was the better man, ON THE DAY! I’m not saying he’s better than me on my best day, but like I told you before I’m looking for my purpose here in P2PW and if I have to take a few losses to find that out, then I’m willing to make that sacrifice.

Vegeta walks over to Aladdin, he tries to calm down.

Vegeta: (in a quieter voice) Look, Al, you know I’ve only looked out for you, and I’ve always had your back, and that’s all because you did the same to me. You’re my cousin, but you’re more like my big brother. I just wanted the rest of the world to see you as for your true greatness, like I do. And if that means we have to win the Rage title, then so be it. So I just wanted to help you on your route to the belt. You deserve it more than anyone else. You’ve got more potential than anyone here, but you don’t always show it. So I understand you’re trying to release your potential. So I’m behind you 100%.

Aladdin: Thanks Vegeta. You know I’ve got your back against DDT.

Dollar Bill and Simz burst in through the door. Vegeta suddenly truns to Aladdin and acts as if he’s been shouting at him.

Vegeta: (Shouting) So you understand! WE don’t want to see none of that shit again!

Vegeta cocks back his hand and slaps Aladdin around the face.

Vegeta: That was just to make sure you got it!

Aladdin holds his face in astonishment and confusion at Vegeta’s sudden mood change. Dollar Bill and Simz smile and are pleased by Vegeta’s actions.

Dollar Bill: A lesson will learnt I take it, Aladdin. You had better not try a stunt like that again

Dollar Bill turns his attention to Vegeta.

Dollar Bill: So Vegeta, lets not dwell on the past. Vegeta, you are the future of the Blood Pack. At Blitz this week I expect to see you defeat Dan “The Dragon” Taylor. No nonsense, we’ll be in your corner. You should make short work of this fool.

Simz: The guys a joke, how the hell did he get a reputation of being a Dragon. He’s a bllody lizard. You’ll have no trouble with him. The Tiger Press will be sufficient enough for the 1...2…3.

Vegeta: Thanks guys, I’ll put the blood pack, back on their winning ways. I won’t get soft.

Dollar Bill: Good, good. I can’t wait. And after you win, you bring yourself over too the…

Simz: Chuuuuuuuch!!!

Dollar Bill slaps Simz around the back of the head.

Dollar Bill: (clearing his throat) Uuhum! CHUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHHHH! And I’ll hook you up with a nice bitch, with a full set of teeth just for you.

Simz: Why do I always get stuck with the toothless ones?!

Dollar Bill: Coz you need to stop saying my phrase.

Simz: What? You mean: CHHHUUUUUU…

Vegeta slaps Simz around the back of his head, in the middle of the word.

Dollar Bill: I love this guy. Vegeta, you can ride up front with me.

Simz: WHAT!! That’s my place.

The sound slowly dies out, and the camera fades to black with the final shot being Vegeta looking back at Aladdin, who has his head lowered.

[Faster Pussycat!]

Vegeta
Insanity
NZA
Cactus


Promo coming soonish.

[Nation]

Singles Match
Dan "The Dragon" Taylor vs. "The Tiger" Vegeta (THE TIGER-been doing a good job lately)

Tag Team Title Match
The Insanity (Spaz & Red Ninja) vs. Crazy Ralph & Funamie (THE INSANITY-best tag team for a long time. long may they reign.)

Singles Match
"The Ladies Man" Chilly Willy vs. "The NZA" NIN Horror (tough one to call. both looking good. i'll go for NZA, seeing as CHILLY got my last vote when i couldn't decide.)

MAIN EVENT
Non-Title No Holds Barred Singles Match
Cactus vs. Gormy
(this is going to be a killer of a match. GORMY gets my vote but i can see CACTUS being the only one who walks out at the end.)

[Dickie Cha'mone]

The zerion glows black and gold, with the words "Don't hate the playa's, hate the unit"

all of a sudden The Game's "Hate it or Love it" hits but instead of the usual music video you see a black lowrider on the zerion with Gary Roamer driving, Dickie Cha'mone sitting in the passenger seat and Mastadon sitting in the back. All three members are wearing D-unit merchandise, with Cha'mone wearing a D-unit headband, the camera focuses in on him as apparantly he is about to start rapping

Dickie Cha'mone:
Yeah, let's take 'em back
Uh-huh..
Now in p2pw I am confused, my Roamer kissin a girl
Confusion occurs comin up in the cold world
Mckenna ain't around, probably out commitin crimes to wrestlin
My favorite wrestler used to say, "Check check out My Vitamins"
I wanna fight good, so shit I fight dopes
Four-four corner ring, made of them red ropes
Shinns told me if I passed I'd get a worldtitle shot
If I can win a few scraps I'd get the strap, now that'd be right
Tossed and turned backstage that night
Watched the tv next mornin, Mckenna had stole my shot
Different day, same shit, ain't nuttin good in the p2p hood
I'd run away from this business and never come back if I could

The cameras switch to Mastadon who's wearing a white bandana with a black D-UNIT hat at an angle over it

Mastadon:
Have it or shove it, the new dog's on top
And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop
Go 'head envy me, I'm D-unit's M.V.P.
and we ain't goin nowhere, so you can get to know me

The cameras briefly move to Gary Roamer

Gary Roamer:
D-D-D-D-D-Unit

Before going back to Mastadon

Mastadon:
on the grill of my lowrider
Fighters on both sides, right above the gold titles
I'll fo'-five 'em, kill a brother on my yard
and really do it, that's the true meanin of a ghetto fighter
e2 you bitch take your daughter out her Beaver Forces
Believe you me homey, I know all about losses
I'm from Dingle, where the wrong colors be cautious
One phone call'll have your body dumped in the Mersey
I stay strapped like car seats, been bangin
since my lil' brother Kaos got killed for his performances
That's two years, I told Rocky in ninety-nine
I'll kill you if you try me for my tag team titles
Told Cha'mone when I met him I'ma ride
and if I gotta lose, I'd rather a homicide
I ain't have Roamer when my goldfish died
Now I'm goin back to 'Pool with my shit on
See how time fly?

Dickie Cha'mone:
From the beginnin to the end, losers lose
When it's win this is real we ain't got to pretend
The cold business that we in, is full of pressure and pain
Enough of me playa's now listen to the Don

Mastadon:
Used to see po-po, throw the crack by the bench
Now I'm playin with po-po it's all startin to make sense
My moms happy, she ain't gotta pay the rent
And she got a gold bow on that brand new Benz
Waitin on show money to lamp, sittin in the Renault
Thinkin how they spent 30 million dollars on old timers
when there's kids starrin
Montez is gone and Mckenna still throwin titles in the garbage
I wanna know What's Goin' On like I hear Stare
No titleshots, they used them shots to build up no bodies
Whenever I'm in the frame and I get cheated
I think what if Soul Reaper had kept that title strap?
I love you playas

The cameras show Gary Roamer, Dickie Cha'mone and Mastadon with there fists in the air. with two shadowey figures either side of them

ooc: this is a skit, let me know if you all like it or not cheers

[Faster Pussycat!]

*The scene opens in a dark, kinda messy college dorm room. The room is not well let at all and the only light is beaming though the window, and is spread out because of the jumbled plastic curtain things. On the wall are posters of Bob Marley, Jimi Hendrix, and Jerry Garcia, and your standard druggo hippie stuff. Playing in the background is some obscure rock-metal kind of music. A large cloud of smoke blows in front of the camera from the left and the camera pans to the source, and this is when we find NIN Horror. NIN is wearing a sleeveless black “Los Pepes: Death Squad” T-shirt, and is smoking a fat J. He takes another hit, holds it in, spots and looks at the camera, blows smoke at the camera, causing the camera man to cough, smiles, and does a finger roll wave. A loud “Snuh” is heard and the camera shoots left, and a lady comes up. She looks like a standard drug culture member, lots of black eye makeup, and long blonde hair with easily showing black roots. She looks somewhat dazed. *

NIN: Hey Shila.

*She turns and looks right, and the camera pans to NIN. *

NIN: Pass my baby over here.

*She picks up a Title Belt with the inside pointing at the camera, and some white powder falls off of the front of it. She hands the belt over to NIN, who blows on and with his hand wipes off the front. He turns it around showing the camera it’s shinny gold plates, and now we can see that it’s the CWA World Championship. NIN looks at the camera. *

NIN: As you can see I got a lot going for me. I am the CWA World Champion, I manage the GWX Tag Team Champions, I am a Megastar in Japan and a God in the Caribbean. So what we both might be wondering is why am I still squandering around at p2p? Well frankly I don’t know. Here I am underappreciated and underused, but I don’t really care. The thing that bothers me the most is that all the geniuses in p2p keep calling me a “Newcomer” and consider me a rookie. Let me tell ya something, I am not a rookie, I may be new to this company, despite I signed on about three months ago, but the point is I’m not new. I’m twenty-four and I’ve been in this business for ten damn years. I bet “Old Man” Chill Will hasn’t gotten any in that time. Hell, I bet that small town in Canada you grew up in is Toronto, when it was just a drugstore and a couple-a wood cabins. I’ve been a world class fighter ever since I was twelve. I had to grow up on the streets of Dallas, not only did I have to fend myself from the hardships of the big mean city, I had to fuck with the unpredictable Texas weather.

*Shila hands a half-empty bottle of Vodka to NIN, and he drinks half of what’s left. NIN looks back at the camera. *

NIN: You know, there’s a lot of things I’d kill for, like treasure, women, and Father O’Riley’s weedwhacker, but I think I’ve finally found something I’d die for.

*NIN brings the title belt up close to his face, hugging it almost. *

NIN: The CWA Title means more to me than anything has in years. This CWA Title is the culmination of a decade of dedication and sacrifice. This title doesn’t just mean I’m the best in the Caribbean, I doesn’t just mean I’m the best in the western hemisphere, it means I am the best wrestler, the best athlete, and the best competitor in the entire world. This belt is defended around the whole world. This belt means I’m better than any other Champion, in any other fed, in any other country, ever. This week at Blitz, I’m going to show all eight of the p2p fans why I love this title so much, and I’m going to show all the eight p2p fans why I am the best in the world. Chilly Willy, I’m sorry you had to be the jerk they put against me this week but hey, you’re career’s going nowhere so don’t feel to bad. So to close, all you people will see me, “The NZA, The New Horror Show, and The CWA World Champion” make his opponent wonder what he did to deserve this kind of beating. See you at Blitz.

*The scene fades to black. *

[Stare]

^didnt meet the deadline, my friend

sorry

locked guys