BLITZ! PREVIEW THREAD 11/29 - Deadline Dec. 3rd

[Stare]

LIVE! From the MCI Center in Washington D.C.

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Blitz!'s theme song "Watching You Die" hits as pyro ignites the arena. The crowd is lively as we scan around and see numerous sings. Everyone in on edge tonight as we come to you live from the MCI Center in Washington D.C. Things take very little time getting started as "Of Wolf and Man" hits. Cactus comes walking out to a chorus of boos. He looks around with a smirk, and he keeps that slight smile as he walks all the way to the ring. He slides in and stand up as he approaches the side of the ring, grabbing a mic that is presented to him. His music cuts as he stands in the middle of the ring. He takes his cap off and throws it into the crown, and throws his glasses off the front of his face. He looks around as the fans begin to chant "Soundscream! Soundscream!". He chuckles for a moment as he brings the mic to his lips

Cactus: Last week will go down as one of the best damn things that could've ever happened to my career!

The crowd ponders what he says as he continues to smile

Cactus: Things are going to change over the course of the next month for Blitz!, cause you're looking at the next World Champion!

The crowd boos loudly as he continues

Cactus: You see, last week, we witnessed . . .

"I Get High" blares over the speakers, cutting Cactus off, as _the j-man walks out. He keeps his eyes locked on Cactus as Smokey follows quickly behind him. _the j-man puts a knee up on the apron and hoists himself up, and gets into the ring. Smokey rushes over and grabs a mic as _the j-man goes nose to nose with Cactus, as the audience remains silent. _the j-man is slowly handed the mic from Smokey as _the j-man takes just enough of a step back from Cactus to be able to raise his mic to his mouth

_the j-man: You know what? I was honestly planning on stepping right in this ring proceeding to knock your teeth down your throat! But then again, I am honestly so confused by what happened, that I'm going to give you the benefit of the doubt out of sheer wonderment of why you did what you did! So, please, kill my curiosity so I can do what I came here to do!

_the j-man drops his mic to his side as Cactus laughs and raises his

Cactus: Why? Why did I do what I did? I think it's pretty obvious when you think about it! You see, I had it all planned out, I looked at the Blitz! Breakdown match as a golden opportunity to put the belt around my waist. Now, things didn't go to plan, but right before I entered the ring, I thought to myself, "What if Soundscream wins the title?". Now, at first, the thought made me sick! But, then I thought about it, if Soundscream wins the title, that means that that title will travel with him to the ring at Genesis, and I think we all know who Soundscream is facing at Genesis! So, you are looking at your #1 contender by default!

The crowd boos as _the j-man nods

_the j-man: Well, granted, that's a great plan, man. But, there is one little kink . . .

_the j-man looks down as he squeezes his fingers together. He then shoots up in Cactus' face

_the j-man: IT COST ME THE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!!!!

The crowd looks on as these two are nose to nose, as _the j-man is clearly outrage

_the j-man: And you know what, I think it's clear to me, all these people, and even the P2PW Board of Directors that what happened last week was an injustice! An already eliminated superstar re-entered the ring and cost the runner up of the Blitz! Breakdown match his title shot! So, you know what I'm going to do, I'm going to walk back there and demand things be right! I'm going to demand a title shot at Scream tonight!

The crowd boos as _the j-man continues

_the j-man: But, that's after I stick my foot up your ass!

_the j-man drops the mic as the lights go out. "For Whom The Bell Tolls" hits as Soul Reaper walks out. He appears to be in a foul mood as he approaches the ring. He walks up the steps and into the ring. The lights come back on as a ringside person attempts to hand him a mic. He ignores the mic and walks up to _the j-man and Cactus. He looks down at their hands and snatches Cactus's mic. The crowd looks on as Soul Reaper holds the mic to his face

Soul Reaper: There is nothing I would enjoy more than watching two bitches get into a fight, but there is something that needs to be known. A month ago, I walked into an abandoned house with an opponent, and I took him to the limit, and I did what I said I would do, and I put him in the hospital and took his International Title. Two weeks ago, that same individual cost me my International Title! That individual is the current World Champion!

The crowd cheers as Soul Reaper continues

Soul Reaper: Now, considering the circumstances that I just came off a win over the current champion, I do believe that gives me the right to have a title shot. In fact, I was planning on putting Scream in the hospital again regardless, but him having the belt is just the silver lining. So, I hate to tell you all this, but you are looking at the rightful #1 contender to that World Title!

_the j-man and Cactus both begin to mouth off to Soul Reaper as "Stand Up" hits. The crowd ignites as Mary Lindsay walks out. She takes a deep breath as she makes her way to the ring, and steps in. It seems she would be unnerved, but she walks right by the three angry superstars and grabs a microphone. Her music cuts as she speaks

Mary Lindsay: Alright! Let's go ahead and get one thing straight! You three do NOT decide who is the #1 Contender for any belt, that is The Board's job!

The fans cheer as all three men look on in anger

Mary Lindsay: Let me cut right to the chase. Cactus, you can come out here and talk about your grand plan all you want, but fact is, you did get eliminated fairly in the Blitz! Breakdown match, and do you remember who you were eliminated by? Hmmm, who was it, let's see . . . oh! That's right! It was Soundscream!

The fans cheer as Cactus looks on fuming in anger

Mary Lindsay: And Soul Reaper, you know, if I'm not mistaken, I do believe it was a Scream Kick from Soundscream that put you on your back and enabled you to be eliminated by Spackle last week as well!

Soul Reaper's eyes widen as he tries to maintain his composure

Mary Lindsay: In fact, there is only one man in this ring who's elimination had very little to do with Soundscream, and that's _the j-man.

_the j-man smiles at the other two guys as Mary looks at him

Mary Lindsay: And I don't know what you’re smiling about, cause out of the three in the ring, you’d be my LAST pick to face Soundscream!

_the j-man looks on in anger as Cactus chuckles to himself as the crowd cheers. Suddenly, "Kryptonite" hits as NIN Horror walks out, with Spackle by his side. The fans boo loudly as he walks stays an the curtain

NIN Horror: How about I save you all the trouble, and I just go ahead and claim what's rightfully mine! You are looking at the man who is facing Soundscream at Genesis!

The crowd boos as Mary nods her head

Mary Lindsay: NIN, you're going to have to wait on that, cause there is enough conspiracy right now without you sticking your head in!

NIN Horror: Umm, Earth to Mary! I have a contract that tells me I get a title shot!

Mary Lindsay: Yeah, you sure do! But read the fine print, it doesn’t say that it over-rules other contracts, like the one Cactus has signed the face Soundscream. I'm sorry about this, but it's just bad timing on your part!

"Energy" hits as the fans quickly boo as Stare walks out with a mic

Stare: Woah! Woah! Woah, Mary! Now, I think you're forgetting something, Mary. You're forgetting that I am the General Manager of Blitz! and I have the authority to make matches. You can't just take that away from me! And, you know what, if you dont' want NIN Horror to be in the title match, that means that I DO want to see him in the match. So, ladies and gentlemen, I give you your new #1 Contender, NIN Horror!

The crowd boos as Mary looks at Stare

Mary Lindsay: And I give you your FORMER General Manger of Blitz!, Stare!

The crowd cheers wildly as Stare's eyes widen as he looks on in shock

Mary Lindsay: Now, next time I say that, it won't be a joke!

Stare gulps as he tries to get over the shock as the audience boos

Mary Lindsay: But, I'm not going to lie, all three of you raise valid points. Cactus, yes, you do have a match that is already signed for Genesis against Soundscream. Soul Reaper, you are right, you did just come off of a win over Soundscream. and _the j-man, you are correct, your elimination last week was anything but fair.

NIN: Woah! What about me? It's a damn contract!

Stare: I'll make a damn title match right now!

Mary Lindsay: Alright, well, this needs to be resolved as calmly as possible, so what do we do about this?

Mary looks at the guys as a voice comes out of nowhere

Voice: I'll tell you exactly what you do about it!

Barry Bryant walks out behind the curtain as the fans give off a mixed reaction

Barry Bryant: What we need here . . . is an IDEA MAN!

The crowd chuckles as Barry continues

Barry Bryant: And, you know what, I have an idea. It seems to me that we need a Main Event announced! So, let me cut to the chase. It's clear to me that the three guys in the ring don't see eye to eye on anything right now, and I strive for us to have a peaceful atmosphere, so I'm going to force them to be a unit tonight in a tag match!

Cactus, Soul Reaper, & _the j-man all look at each other with almost blank expressions as Barry continues

Barry Bryant: And, seeing how NIN Horror doesn’t agree that he's being left out and probably wants a little revenge, and Stare believe that NIN deserves the shot as well, I believe our other team will be Stare, Spackle, and NIN Horror himself!

The audience is mumbling as Barry spells it out

Barry Bryant: So tonight, we will have a 6 man tag as Spackle, NIN Horror, & Stare face the team of Cactus, Soul Reaper, and _the j-man!

The fans erupt at the match as the three men in the ring look very displeased

Mary Lindsay: You know what, Barry, I like that! It'll give the Board a week to decide what to do, and we'll get to see which one of you men can use this match to leave an impression.

Mary exits the ring as Barry continues

Barry Bryant: Oh, and I want you guys to keep those ears open, because tonight, I will announce some blockbuster matches for next week that will concern all 4 of you individuals and what you all covet so much, The World Title!

"Energy" hits as Barry Bryant walks out. Stare & Spackle follows as NIN gives off a few choice words before exiting. We see Soul Reaper, Cactus, and _the j-man all staring at each other in the ring with nothing but hate as we cut

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Last week, we had two matches announced for this week. SoL will make his return this week to silence Ecos. Will there be an upset? Will ring rust be a factor? Or will this be over quickly?

Also, Chilly Willy and Starcrunch was announced as these two need to settle the score. Starcrunch turned her back on Chilly Willy, and now, in Chilly's eyes, is jealous of his success. Will Starcrunch be able to reclaim gold once again in the P2PW? Or is the Canadian Icon too hot right now?

Also, Vegeta and The Fizz will be in action, including the blockbuster main event that has just been announced!

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TONIGHT'S MATCHES

SINGLES MATCH

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Vegeta
vs.
The Fizz

INTERNATIONAL TITLE MATCH[/color]
"The Canadian Icon" Chilly Willy
vs.
Starcrunch

SINGLES MATCH
Ecos
vs.
SoL

MAIN EVENT
6-MAN TAG MATCH
Soul Reaper, Cactus, & _the j-man
vs.
"The New Horror Show" NIN Horror, Spackle, & Stare[/color][/b]

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DEADLINE - Saturday, December 3rd, 7pm (EST)[/color][/b]

[Scream]

SINGLES MATCH
[glow=red,2,300]Vegeta[/glow] vs. The Fizz

INTERNATIONAL TITLE MATCH
[glow=red,2,300]"The Canadian Icon" Chilly Willy[/glow] vs. Starcrunch

SINGLES MATCH
Ecos vs. [glow=red,2,300]SoL[/glow]

MAIN EVENT
6-MAN TAG MATCH
Soul Reaper, Cactus, & _the j-man vs. [glow=red,2,300]"The New Horror Show" NIN Horror, Spackle, & Stare[/glow]

[Spackle]

'Geter
Willy
SoL
Us and the great big jerk V1

[Faster Pussycat!]

Veg
Chilly
SoL
Stare, Spackle, NIN

[SoL]

The lights go out on the hot MCI crowd as music begins playing...

"I don't give..a...FUCK!
I'm a hit man, I'm a stalker,
I'm a soldier, I'm a street walker"[/i]

"Waiting To Die" by (hed) PE hits as spotlights start swirling all over the arena and SoL makes his way from behind the curtain to a mixed reaction...he stands at the top of the aisle with his arms stretched, wearing his trademark gucci shades, no shirt, vest, black pants and boots...he slowly makes his way to the ring, the house lights come back on and the music stops.

SoL: Washington DC...the NEW BREED is in the building!!!
Again, he draws a mixed reaction.

SoL: Finally you people have something entertaining to watch...cause let's face it, your Wizards aren't exactly lighting the world on fire this season!
Suddenly the mixed reaction starts turning into more heat.

SoL: The Wizards...let me tell you something DC, pouring syrup on garbage doesn't make it pancakes, they will always be the SORRY ASS Washington Bullets as far as I'm concerned!
SoL starts smiling as the boos grow a little louder.

SoL: But I didn't come here to talk about crappy DC sports, NO! I came here to officially announce that Blitz has FINALLY landed the superstar they've been craving since the brand split. A man with the credentials and name recognition that will put the asses in the seats. A man that will finally make Blitz look like a credible promotion...yours truely, the New Breed, SoL!
Crowd continues to boo.

SoL: Yes, I'd boo this piss poor roster too! But turn those frowns upside down DC, this isn't a Redskins game!
SoL again starts smiling as the crowd gets rowdier.

SoL: Before I move on I'd like to end all the speculation, before the gossip hits your little message boards. I can see all you nickel and dimers eyeballin' it, so yes, the fur on the vest IS 100% Canis rufus, or Red Wolf for all the mental slugs out there. Moved that sumbitch to #4 on the endangered list with this one!
SoL smirks as the camera takes a quicks turn to get a shot of the crowd, who looks absolutely disgusted.

SoL: I was peeking at the roster and you people are right, it's a joke! I mean look at your champion, last time I was here Soundscream was running around playing Transformers with his little buddies! You got Dickie Cha'mone, a man who doesn't have the mental ability to speak in complete sentences let alone effectively apply an arm bar. Who else, Soul Reaper, that guy win anything yet? Stare, the wanna be Vince McMahon...caviar taste, hot dog money. Cactus, a man who should be locked up and buried under the jail... remind me to take out a restraining on that lunatic! Some fruitcake named Chilly Willy actually holds a title, although he actually impresses the New Breed, any man that can show his face after losing 10 out of 14 matches has heart! Who else, Trent Acid, the trench coat mafia reject. NIN Horror, glorified backyard wrestler who thinks he's from another planet. And my personal favorite, j-man, looks like a broke Bishop Don Magic Juan with his hand me down Sunday suit running around here talking about the "black man" like he's a member of the rainbow coalition with Jesse Jackson...NIGGA PLEASE!
Again, the camera turns to crowd, who is shocked at SoL's words.

SoL: We all know the only REAL black man in professional wrestling is standing smack dab in the middle of this ring. Anyway they got about 10 other nameless wonders littering the roster...and none more meaningless than the man who I'll be facing tonight, ETHOS!
A few people in the crowd scream "ECOS" but again, SoL is oblivious.

SoL: Ethos, I see you've made a couple bad decisions in your young career, but none worse than the decision you made when you woke the sleeping giant by calling out SoL. You haven't even won a match and you got the nerve to call out the New Breed. I hate to break it to you Ethos, but you've been set up...yep, you're nothing more than a lamb led to slaughter!
SoL starts to get a more fierce look on his face.

SoL: And after I've successfully completed my welcome back, warm up match I'll be coming after the so called "elite" here on Blitz, because I came back for one reason and one reason only, TOTAL DOMINATION! And make no mistakes about it, I will get what I want!
Crowd boos.

SoL: Now at the top of this show I heard the announcer mention something about ring rust, HA! Everyone knows the New Breed is always in peak physical condition, and to prove it I have prepared a physical exhibition for your viewing pleasure! First up, jumping jacks!
SoL takes off his vest and begins doing jumping jacks, the crowd's boos grow louder.

SoL:...8, 9, 10. Alright, on to the cherry pickers!
SoL spreads his legs and dips down for the "one, two, three...CLAP", the crowd begins a "BOOOOORING" chant.

SoL: And 10...now we get to the exciting stuff, PUSH UP TIME!
SoL gets down and begins knocking out push ups. The BORING chants get louder so SoL tries to wow them by claping in between push ups. The chants grow even louder so he begins doing one armed push ups, but it doesn't work. Finally SoL stops, gets up, snatches his vest and starts to put it on. The crowd cheers as soon as he stops.

SoL: Oh shut up, like the New Breed gives a damn about what you people think, you elected a crack head for mayor, what the hell do you idiots know about entertainment?!!!
Crowd boos.

SoL: Ethos, you aren't even worthy enough to be in the same area code as me, let alone inside MY ring...tonight you will be put down, and put down HARD and there is nothing you can do but accept it. Father's, hide your daughters because the New Breed IS BACK...HIT MY DAMN MUSIC!
"Everybody Dies" by (hed) PE hits as SoL drops the mic and exits the ring to a chorus of boos.

-fin-

[_the j-man]

Vegeta
Chilly Willy
SoL
Soul Reaper, Cactus & _the j-man

[Cactus]

Veg

Chillster

SoL ( new breed is back woot )

Team Cactus

[KillerSundin (Formerly HBK)]

Vegeta
Chilly Willy
SOL
Team Cactus

Promo to come soon.

[Terrell Odom]

STAFF EDIT: TNT Superstars can not vote on Blitz! Matches, sorry

[Mrs Fizz Allmendinger]

The Fizz is sitting in a blue chair and she is wearing black t-shirt saying Slipknot on it and blue jeans. She looks towards the camera, stares at it for a second, then begins speaking

The Fizz: You Vegeta you think that you are hard to beat and one of the best wrestlers on P2PW Blitz? I would think again if I was you because you haven't seen nothing yet and you people haven't seen nothing yet either because I am going to beat Vegeta more of an ass whopping you have ever seen in your life.

Crowd are cheering for The Fizz

The Fizz: What was that I heard that you were in a tag team called The Blood Pack and then I heard your tag team really sucked didn't they. I also heard that Aladdin is your cousin. I have known Aladdin for a long time now and he is a good wrestler unlike you. You probably never wrestle as good as Aladdin does.

The crowd cheer still as The Fizz goes walking to one of the fans in the crowd and interviews a fan

The Fizz: So what do you think of Vegeta then.

Fan: Well he really sucks at wrestling and lost the tag titles in the shortest reign in history

The Fizz goes back to the ring again

The Fizz: Did someone say earlier that Blitz roster sucks. What do you think fans, Do you think blitz roster sucks

The Fizz has the mike to the fans and the crowd say NO

The Fizz: Yes I agree to you fans. How dear you sol to say that blitz roster sucks. In my opinion the fans and I think that you suck and you maybe the only black wrestler in professional wrestling but I looked on the TNT and they sucked worse then blitz roster does

The crowd go nuts

The Fizz: As for you Vegeta you do suck but listen to this. I am going to beat your ass in Washington DC and then Sol your ass is mine. So next week. I am challenging sol to a singles match and give him payback on what he said about Blitz.

The Fizz is waiting for a reply for Vegeta

[Cactus]

A cameraman is walking down the corridor, all we can see is his view from the camera, the bang of a door being flung open is heard followed by quickening footsteps. Suddenly the camera jerks to the side and is placed on a different shoulder as we see the cameraman slide down a wall. Leaving a bright red smear from his obviously broken nose. A voice of camera can be heard.

Voice“ What the fuck do they think they are playing at? A six-man tag team match, a tag team match against the general manager, the number contender and some guy who looks like a froot!”

The view changes slightly as the light dims and we seem to be heading down some stairs.

“Not only that but I am teamed with 2 people who I would not piss on if they were on fire, first of all we have _The J-man, a guy who is quite possibly the biggest racist on the roster. He walks around demanding everything on a plate and if he does not get what he wants, he wails like a spoilt child and thinks its because he’s black. I have news for you son, the only person who seems to have a problem with you being black. . . . . . . . . is you!

You’re the only person who mentions it, hell son you are a great athlete but you really need to get rid of that massive chip on your shoulder.

I am also on a team with quite possibly the baddest man on the roster, Soul Reaper. He may be a vindictive cunt, but I would rather have him on my team than go against him. But that is the crux of the problem, me and Reaper have a chequered past. We have faced each other 3 times in the last 3 months, and now that “idea’s man” thinks we can co-exist. We both know that win or lose tonight one of us will go for the other one.”

We get to the bottom of the stairs and stop in front of a door, the plaque on the door reads BOILER ROOM. An arm appears in the shot and pushes the door open, it is mostly dark with the exception of the glow from the furnace.

The camera is plonked down and a large shadow passes in front of its lens, it sits down, as the camera auto focuses on his face we see that it’s Cactus who has been talking.


Cactus“Tonight’s main event will be a war, my opponents will not know what has hit them, first of all we have the GM of Blitz, Stare. Now Stare has been in the ring with Reaper and has emerges victorious, but he has only ever watched form afar the destruction I bring to the ring. Tonight Stare will feel like Kevin Costner. No not washed up, he will know what it is like to dance with a wolf, this time it wont be Hollywood, it will be real and in his face, and just when he thinks that he has taken all he can handle, I will tag Reaper in as I will kill him but Reaper will take his soul.

I am not going to bother talking about Spackle and NiN as that pair of bum burglars will be too busy trying not to get involved. We seen at WrestleFever that they prefer to “toss each other off” as opposed to “tossing each other out”. Well tonight will be the rudest wake up call they have ever received.

Spackle will need to double the dosage of whatever it is that makes him think pink dreads are a good look on anyone. I will rip out those funky little plaits one by one till he is as bald as the day he was born.

NiN will fair no different, he claims he has the shot all locked up, lets see what he thinks when he is in the ring with the number draft pick Cactus, the former world champion Soul Reaper, and the man with the biggest chip on his shoulder _the J-man. He wants to walk around like he is big time and mouthing off his accomplishments in other federations around the world, well guess what ninny, its time to put up or shut up!

No before I leave you let me show the viewing public what one member of Stare “fun boy” team will see.

Cactus knocks the camera over as a massive foot comes smashing down on the lens, a few people in the crowd flinch as the rest boo as the Zeroin goes to static.

[eCo]

Ecos is in the lockeroom, watching a small TV, with a recording of SoL making his return speech

Ecos:Heh, he can't even pronounce my name right.

Kacey Garcia walks in for an interview

Kacey Garcia: Since Wrestlefever II you have been making a number of verbal attacks against SoL. Now that he is officially back, and you have a match against him, do you feel somewhat intimidated.

Ecos: Are you kidding me? Seriously, this man can't even pronounce my name right or even as so much remember my name!

Kacey Garcia: Actually I think he is just being sar-

Ecos cuts her off, while Garcia has an irritated look on her face

Ecos: Yeah, I know, he's being a MORON! It took him all this time to respond to my challenges, and now he just wants to rekindle his old glory. Pathetic.. truly pathetic.

Kacey Garcia: Ok, aside from your match against SoL, how was your reaction last week, during the Royal Rumble?

Ecos: Ganked! I was ganked, thats all there was to it. It took THREE people to eliminate me. Not one, or two, but three! Well you can't really blame them. Just because the reason to that was because I was such an intimidating threat, they had no other choice. So Soundscream is the new champion. Well it doesn't matter, the chances are Cactus will throw him around like a rag doll at Genesis. If he is powerful enough to eliminate me, imagine what he will do to Soundscream.

Kacey Garcia: In your match against SoL, there will be no gain ups, how do you think you will do against "The New Breed" SoL.

Ecos: Ha! The New Breed? That is probably the most ironic thing I have ever heard of. How on earth could he call himself that, while he is nothing more of a shell of himself. SoL, I will proove that fact. I know the REAL reason why you returned. You think you could rekindle some of your old glory, don't you. Either that, or that house of yours in Hollywood is more likely forclosed. Well I have reality check for you: this is no longer High School where the "cool guy" always prevail. More importantly, this is no longer your prime, and you are no longer the "New Breed" You just want to hold on to something that you KNOW died out a long time ago. This is why you returned. Well instead of gaining some of your old glory, all you will get back is judgement from the Holy Savior of Blitz!


Kacey Garcia: My final question here is what is your main motive for going against SoL?

Ecos: Oh, this goes way back. You see, back in High School, people like SoL were the same people who always gave you swirlys in the bathroom. (gets tensed up) They threw you into the girls changing room during PE, they dumped milk over your head! flushed your wallet down the toilet! poured water in your car's gas tank! threw your homework off the-

Kacey Garcia: Ok, you need to calm down.

Ecos: (Calms down) Yeah, that's what people like SoL are all about. They call themselves cool, and they think the whole majority of people love them and look at them as a king. Well I'm gonna proove something once and for all. Now if you will excuse me, I have something I have to say by myself to all the viewers and that one infidel I will slap around.

Kacey Garcia leaves the lockeroom, rolls her eyes in fustration

The camera centers around on Ecos

Ecos: SoL, you think your such a big and cool strong guy don't you. I don't care what crap ass movies you star in, it won't change the fact that once our match is over you will come face to face with two things. The first thing will be reality, the reality that you are past your prime. The second and more important thing will be your final judgement. It won't be just me that will give you a beating, but also a beating from god himself. SoL, do yourself a really big favor:

The camera does a close up on Ecos

Ecos: Cherish the time before your match. Cherish the time before the fact that your time is over will be exposed. Because after the match, nothing will be the same. So for now just Cherish your time.

[eCo]

Vote-

Fizz

Chilly Willy

Ecos

Reaper, Cactus, and J-Man

[KillerSundin (Formerly HBK)]

Chilly Willy's Promo


Chilly Willy is jumping on the spot with the title around his waist. He is singing the words to "Thunderstruck" as he exercises. He stops as he sees the camera.

Chilly Willy- Whew! What a workout. A Canadian workout. Ha ha ha, just kidding. But seriously tonight, I will defend the title against the same girl that screwed me at Wrestlefever. That was my first chance at main-eventing. But look what happened. She low-blowed me and I was eliminated. Just like that! I was lucky I was drafted to Blitz! so I was in the first battle royal for the new World Title. Sure I lost but I made it farther than her. She finally realized who she was dealing with. A new, Canadian Sensation. The Canadian Icon. Chilly Willy!

The crowd erupts as Chilly Willy leaves the locker room. He heads to wards the ring as he takes of his International belt and puts it on his shoulders. "Dead Horse" plays as he walks to the ring with a Canadian flag on his shirt. He enters the ring and grabs a microphone.

Chilly Willy- Starcrunch. You think that just because you are a girl it grants you a free win against me. I am a new person. I will not fall for a deceptive relationship. I will not let you win MY International belt. Speaking of belt.

Chilly Willy motions to someone backstage to come to him. A stage worker comes through the curtain with a briefcase. He hands it to Chilly Willy. Chilly sends him back.

Chilly Willy- Speaking of titles. I have made a little customization myself. You see. When I won the title. I knew that I would keep it for a long time. So I customized it to my liking.

Chilly Willy opens the briefcase and pulls out the International belt. There is a noticeable difference. Instead of the gold background. He has a Canadian flag instead.

Chilly Willy- You see. I have made it into a belt that suits me. Since no one can possibly defeat the only Canadian International champion. That means that I can do whatever I want with it. This also means that it would give me confidence since it shows my home country's flag. Starcrunch. I know that I had let you down when we couldn't win the tag titles. So I understand why you had screwed me out of the match. But honestly, you could have played it fair. But no. You had to mess with the Canadian Icon. When you mess with me. You mess with the greatest champ of all-time! I didn't come this far just to get beaten in my first title defense. No! I will retain against a decent opponent. I will prove once again that I will succeed in achieving my goals because that's what Canadians do best. They set a goal for themselves and they achieve it.

The crowd is reluctant to cheer since he is talking about Canada so much.

Chilly Willy- Star! I don't even understand why you want this match. It isn't even fair. But since you won't back down. I will have to try my hardest, and have the persistence of a great champ. To quote a famous Canadian. I am the excellence of execution and I am the best there is, the best there was, and the best there ever will be!

"Dead Horse" hits the speakers as he walks out of the ring with both belts. He holds the Canadian one up as the crowd cheers a bit. He walks through the curtain as the show goes to a commercial.

The End.

[Hercules]

Vegeta

Starcrunch

"The New Horror Show" NIN Horror, Spackle, & Stare

[Faster Pussycat!]

My darling, you're such a child. You think that by saying, "I'm sorry," all the past can be corrected. Here, take my handkerchief. Never, at any crisis of your life, have I known you to have a handkerchief.


*The scene opens inside a large grey room. Centered in the room is a wrestling ring, where as most of the room is empty. The scene cuts two a close up of the ring where we find NIN Horror and a masked man. NIN is wearing baggy black shorts, high padded black boots, black hand/wrist tape, and a black “Jabber Jaw & The Neptunes” t-shirt. The masked man is in a tan jumpsuit and a solid tan mask covering his whole face. The masked man looks to have about thirty pounds and four inches on NIN. The two are going from many standard wrestling holds to counters and reversals. NIN starts using complicated holds and fast transitions to takedowns. At the bottom of the screen white subtitles begin to appear as NIN continues to work over the masked man. *

Your CWA World Champion and Soon To Be P2PW World Heavyweight Champion NIN Horror is too busy to talk.

Unlike some, NIN has had to work for everything he has.

Wrestling is in his blood. He was literally put on this earth to wrestle and wrestle well.

NIN has many doubters. P2P management used to doubt NIN, but now he is one of their Top Drawing stars.

*In the ring, the masked man whips NIN into the ropes but NIN comes back and hits his patented Time Warp maneuver. The subtitles return. *

NIN has over Ten Years of wrestling experience, has held dozens of titles, and is recognized all over the world.

NIN holds a victory over Fourteen p2p stars, including Red Ninja, Dickie Cha’mone, Bishop Pastor Deacon Dollar Bill, and Darth Peccatus.

No One in the p2p has pinned or made NIN Horror submit.

*In the ring, NIN throws a clothesline at the masked man, but he ducks and picks NIN up in the reverse Fireman’s Carry position. NIN rolls back onto his feet and traps the masked man in a Full Nelson, but quickly turns it into a Dragon Suplex. NIN keeps the hold and rolls back on his feet and quickly picks up the masked man and drops him with the Creature of the Night. The masked man rolls to the edge of the ring where a similar dressed man checks on his health. NIN exits the ring between the top and middle ropes and walks over to the camera, which pans left so it is now facing a bench and an ice chest with only bottled Courvoisier. NIN grabs a bottle, sits on the bench, opens the bottle and drinks from it. NIN wipes his face off with a towel and looks at the camera. *

NIN: Well hello friends, I’m sure that like I, you’ve all taken note of the recent confusion over the p2p World Title. Seems we have about four people that think they are the number one contender. First, there’s Cactus. Mr. Cactus thinks he is the number one contender because he has a signed match against the new champion at the upcoming PPV, Genesis. However, because Soundscream eliminated Cactus in the actual title match, Cactus has no standing to deserve a title shot. Next, there is _the j-man. Now, j does make a good point about being cheated in the Blitz Breakdown match, and that was just his first loss in the p2p, but the fact is he lost, and losing doesn’t make you number one contender. Third is Soul Reaper. The Reaper thinks that because he beat Soundscream at WF2, he is the numonecont by default. But there’s a problem with that, see, because it was a match for the International Title, Reaper’s win only counts for that title, so it has no base in the World contention, plus he was legitimately eliminated from the Breakdown.

*NIN takes a drink of Courvoisier, and continues. *

NIN: And now we get to the REAL Number One Contender, your most favorite wrestler ever, NIN Horror. You see, unlike the others I actually earned a contract that legally proclaims me “Number One Contender to the Title of My Choosing”, and I choose the one and only p2p World Heavyweight Championship. I have the piece of paper signed by Stare, Shinn’s, Rocky, and everyone in the front office, which says that I am the unquestioned number one contender, and anyone who can’t see that is blinder than Ray Charles. See, unlike Cactus, Mr. _, and Reaper, I am a winner, and Scream has nothing on me. Unlike them, I have EARNED my shot at the World Title, and unlike them, I will now stop arguing over this quagmire, because there is another little provision in my Match Contract. Infact, it might be my favorite provision, basically it says that I can take my title shot Whenever I want, at Genesis, at the next Blitz!, or even five months from now. But I don’t like to wait, and seeing as though there are upwards of six people about to destroy themselves battling over the Title, I can swoop in when the pickings are right and take the World Title. Hell, I don’t care who holds the belt when I go for it, because I will destroy them, and their family for good measure. Point is, I’m coming after that World belt, and when I get it I will become the Last p2p World Champion, because no one short of Zeus himself will be able to take the Title from me!

*NIN takes another drink of Courvoisier, and the scene fades to black.

The scene fades from black, on NIN, who is smoking a cigar and riding in the back of a limo. Through the windows we know its night time, and that they’re driving downtown. NIN is now wearing baggy blue jeans, an iced out watch, an iced out chain necklace, and a black, “Silver Shoes, Silver Shoes” t-shirt. He takes a few puffs of from the cigar and looks at the camera. *

NIN: Which brings me to my next point, this upcoming Blitz, I will be in my most high profile p2p match to date, when I team up with my good friend Spackle and Stare, our beloved boss, to take on the team of the aforementioned Cactus, _the j-man, and Soul Reaper. Firstly, I just want to say how honored I feel to be able to team up with the previous World Champion Stare. Not only was he the most dominate World Champ in p2p, he is also the only Two Time World Champion in p2p history, and of coarse, he runs the best wrestling show on the market in Blitz! Now, some of you may be wondering why I’m praising someone in management, after I’ve spent about ten months, ‘criticizing’ them, so lemme tell ya somin’. This whole time I’ve been mad at management in general, but recently, Stare has had some real problems with them, and he has gone out of his way to try to compensate me for almost a year of neglect. Stare has proven himself to me to be a great leader, and I’m sure in time all those stupid fans will realize his true genius.

*NIN takes a hit of the cigar and continues. *

NIN: I’m sure there will be no miscommunication on my team, but it’s quite the opposite for our opponents. Reaper, j-man, and Cactus might go after each other before the match even starts. Now what kind of team is that? What kind of team do ya have when the legal man can’t barely stand but won’t tag out because he hates his partners? Cactus said himself he’d just let Reap and j-man die if he could, and he called _the j-man a racist cry-baby. Now come on, that’s not a team, that’s three self serving individuals that want nothing to do with each other, and we all know you need team unity to win a tag match.

*NIN takes another hit and checks his watch, before looking back at the camera. *

NIN: But Cactus does bring up a good point. Every time I see _the j-man, every time I hear _the j-man, it’s always discrimination this, and Black Man that. When I think of _the j-man, I think of someone who has to rely on a tired stereotype and racism to get over. Last week, j-man you said that you weren’t surprised to see that your nine other opponents are white, despite the fact that one of them was Sri Lankan, and another Pilipino. I know you haven’t actually been beaten here yet, but let’s look at your opponents, Simz, Steveo316, and JT Blade. Nothing special there, beating them doesn’t mean shit, and you didn’t beat Nation, You and Stare beat Nation. J-man, you are perturbed if you really think you are the victim of racism in p2p. j-man, if you want to know what real discrimination feels like then take yourself to some dingy, backwater, hole in Santo Domingo and see how long it is till you get shoes or oranges thrown at you. Then, take yourself someplace where they ain’t seen a Black Man in twenty years, and then become a fan favorite there. That shit will make you glad that you only get slightly tossed around by management. J if you want to stay un-pinned and un-submitted then you better not show up to Blitz, cause there will be three men willing to defeat you and two men willing to let that happen. J, your partners don’t give a shit about you so just do yourself a favor and go home early that night. Cactus, you’re a clown, and for your own sake you should just focus on Soundscream. And Soul Reaper, well, I have Spackle and Stare to take care of you. That’s it, see ya’ll at Blitz.

*NIN takes another drag from the cigar as the camera fades to black. *


Where are you going?
I'm going back to Charleston, back where I belong.
Please, please take me with you!
No, I'm through with everything here. I want peace. I want to see if somewhere there isn't something left in life of charm and grace. Do you know what I'm talking about?
No! I only know that I love you.
That's your misfortune.
…
If you go, where shall I go, what shall I do?
Frankly, my dear, I don't give a damn.

[SoL]

fizz
chilly
SoL
cactus, reaper, j-man

[Vegeta]

PROMO

(Spectators wait anxiously in their seats for someone to come out. Suddenly the lights around them dim and are focused on the ring and the path leading towards it. A loud tiger roar is heard from the speakers and as it fades, One Step Closer starts playing. “The Tiger” Vegeta come from behind the curtain. He stops at the stage and looks out towards the crowd, as they both boo and cheer the up and comer. He looks down towards the ring and walks towards it. The crowd start to cheer more and more as Vegeta slaps the hands of the fans at ringside. Tiger posters can be seen popping out above the crowd. Vegeta slides into the ring and goes over to the ring announcer to get a microphone. He clears his throat as his music fades away.)

Veg: Well…seeing as I was one of the last to be eliminated last week, The Fizz isn’t exactly going to be my most feared foe.

The crowd look at him, saying nothing.

Veg: Seriously, a piece of pie. Not cake, I like pie better.

The crowd cheers and laughs slightly.

Veg: Fizz is brand new here and even though she’s won a match, I’m really not impressed. I’ll never lose to her.

In the distance and man shouts out.

Man: Yes you will!

Vegeta looks in the direction of the man and shouts back at him.

Veg: Hey man, why don’t you come here and explain why.

There is no reply. The rest of the audience look in the direction of the man.

Veg: No? O.K

Vegeta steps out of the ring and walks in the direction of the man. The crowd make way and point towards the man. Near one of the fire exit doors at the edge of the stadium Vegeta sees the man trying to escape. He runs after him and grabs his collar. The man shrieks in terror.

Veg: This way please.

Vegeta pulls him back to the ring and pushes him forcefully through the ropes. The man stands towards the edge, shadowed by Vegeta.

Veg: Go on, why won’t I win?

The man says nothing. Vegeta looks at the stumpy, ugly man in disgust.

Veg: I really hate people like you, who shout out stupid things and then when you’re caught you whimper like a bloody dog. I mean who do you think you are wearing that suit sized for an eight year old? A hobbit?

The man looks at him, sweating. Vegeta walks up to him and lifts him by his collar. They are face to face.

Vegeta: You see, tigers are brave animals who will fight to the bitter end if confronted with an enemy, but you… you’re just a rat. A filthy rat, which will scamper away from any enemy because it has no courage. I don’t want to see you again, so piss off.

Vegeta throws him out of the ring. The man collides with the floor, gets up quickly and rushes off, while being jeered by the crowd. Vegeta looks at him running, and spits on the floor in disgust. He turns back to the rest of the audience.

Veg: So where was I?... Oh yeah. If that Fizz beats me I’ll cut off both my ears and eat them with ice cream. She’ll never win.

The audience cheers with agreement.

Veg: So, you guys must be wandering how I feel about my last match… Well I still haven’t finished punishing myself for losing, because I knew I could have won that. I just knew it. I may have lasted quite a long time, but winning is all that matters right? I’m gonna get revenge on all of the contenders of that match, especially the ones who lasted longer than me. I don’t need to be part of the Blood Pack anymore. I’m doing fine. I’ll become the best wrestler ever, but I’ll need time so I can train hard and become stronger and stronger.

Vegeta walks towards the edge of the ring and jumps over the ropes. He exits the stadium while his fans cheer after him and the zeroin fades to black.

[Stare]

MARY, DID YOU KNOW?

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We go backstage as we see Kacey Garcia standing in front of the official P2PW Blitz! Backdrop. The area is well-lit as Kacey gives a big smile towards the screen as she begins to address to on-looking fans

Kacey Garcia: Well, we are nearing tonight's main event, and what a main event it will be as the team of NIN Horror, Spackle, and the General Manager of Blitz!, Stare, step into the ring with the three men who are certainly raising valid points on why they should each be the #1 Contender for the World Championship, _the j-man, Soul Reaper, and Cactus.

The camera begins to zoom out to slowly reveal Stare standing beside Kacey Garcia as she continues speaking the whole time the zoom out is occurring

Kacey Garcia: But, I am standing by with the "former" World Champion himself, Stare. Now, Stare, I think the whole world is wondering why you are in such strong support of NIN Horror and his claim that he should be the #1 contender?

Kacey slides the mic over to Stare as he begins to speak with intensity

Stare: Well, Kacey, I think it should be addressed quickly that I do not support NIN Horror! It just so happens that what he is fighting for is the one thing Mary Lindsay doesn't want to happen! You see, it seems like ever since the brand split, I've been getting hassled by Shinn's Theory and Mary Lindsay! Now, quite frankly, I don't know what their problem is with me. Yeah, Shinns, I did attack Nation! Yeah, Shinns, I know he's your friend! But you should know better than anyone here, being a former champion yourself, that I was just doing what I had to do to hold on to that title! Yet, you want to show up on the premiere Blitz! and cause me problems on MY own show! You want to show up and stick your nose in MY business! Well, let me serve warning to you Shinns, the more you push someone, the harder you're going to be pushed back when it all comes around. But, onto Mrs. Lindsay . . .

Stare pauses for a moment as he continues

Stare: You see, last week, Mary informed me of a little decision that the higher-ups in the P2PW had made. She informed me that I would never EVER get another shot at the World Title, unless it was through a contract for a #1 contender match. Now, while many view that as me having to climb the ranks again, that is not the case. #1 contender shots are given to you by, you guess it, the board! So, basically, what Mary is telling me that unless we have another Ultimate Battle Royal, I won't be gaining another shot. But, WAIT A SEC! HEY STARE! Hasn't their only been one Ultimate Battle Royal in history!? Why yes, that is correct! And, hey, Stare! Who decided who got to compete in that Battle Royal? Oh, well, Stare, it was THE FUCKING BOARD!!!!

Stare looks at the camera in anger as he continues

Stare: So, let me just break this down for anyone and everyone who may be confused! I will NEVER get a World Title shot again! Mary just didn't have the ovaries to come right out and say that to my face!

Stare looks down at Kacey as she looks on. She doesn’t seem to have anything to ask as Stare softly speaks, turning back to the camera

Stare: But, onto the night at hand. You see, tonight, I'm going to make an example of some people due to my unfortunate circumstances. Tonight, I will be stepping in the ring, and on the other side will be Cactus, _the j-man, and Soul Reaper.

Stare looks at Kacey for a second and turns back to the camera

Stare: Now, make no mistake about it, it won't be an easy task, but I plan on making an example of each and every one of those men! Those men that claim they are the rightful holder's of that #1 contender spot! What an egotistical statement to make in my presence! They know who the real champion of this federation should be!

Stare calms himself a bit as he continues

Stare: It DAMN sure shouldn't be Cactus! You see, Cactus, there's a word for someone who gets the shot at the World Title and doesn't win it, and that's a choke artist! When was the last time I got a shot at the World Title and didn't win it, Cactus? Interesting, isn't it? Yeah, you "should" be the #1 contender. The mere thought that you could even come within an eyelash of winning the title is laughable. You got your shot! You got your shot over a year ago! You didn't win it then, and you won't win it now. Hell! You were at the pinnacle of your career then. You were one of the main focuses in the P2PW, what with your murder trial ending, and you being in the public eye. If there was ever an "Era of Cactus" that was going to begin, it would've been then! Not now! Now, you're just trying to scrape by. You tried to win the Tag Titles at WrestleFever, and that was unsuccessful, and you lost the International Title before WrestleFever to the very man who holds the World Title today! Those facts definetly show that you are NOWHERE NEAR the caliber of a #1 contender!

Stare smiles to Kacey Garcia as she slowly brings the mic to her mouth

Kacey Garcia: Well, Stare, many people are claiming that he is, in fact, near that calibur. Cactus has certainly shown a new satanic streak in recent weeks.

Stare: Kacey, you are buying in to the same thing that the fans who can't see 5 feet in front of them are buying in to. Cactus might seem to be a man determined, but what I see is a desperate man. He is slowly realizing that his career is dwindling down, so he is trying to pull out all the stops and hold on to what glimmer of hope he thinks he has. He is not satanic . . .

Stare smirks to himself and chuckles

Stare: . . . and speaking of NOT being satanic, let's get on the subject of the man who's been trying to bounce back for almost a year now. Ever since that fateful day when he lost the World Championship to yours truly. He began to look for any opportunity to get back on top, and time after time, he failed. I'm talking about "Death Incarnate" . .. heh . . . Soul Reaper!

Stare pauses briefly and quickly capitalizes on what he was saying

Stare: You see, Kacey, Soul Reaper tried and tried. He got his rematch against me, and fought me to a tie. Well, a tie isn't a win, and he didn't do what he promised the World he would do. Then came Momentum, and you know what Soul Reaper did? He continued with his habit of gaining "ties" and fought to a tie with another man who is slowly fading, Rocky. Then at WrestleFever, he finally decided to settle for a lower title after seeing that he was nowhere near good enough to win the World Title anymore, and he finally won the International Title. And what happened the very next week? He lost the title to Chilly Willy! Now, come on, Kacey! The man who was feared by all and the longest reigning World Champion of all time losing to a "ladies man"? I think it's clear that Soul Reaper is finished. I mean, come on, the last man he defeated is now our World Champion. Even Soul Reaper's successes soon become overshadowed. Soul Reaper is done! He is a has been that will never be again! And here he is again, reaching for the last glimmer of his hope he has left, and is laying claim to a #1 contender shot! Of course, we all know when he doesn’t win the title, he'll do what he always does and claim that he was screwed!

There is a bit of cheering hears as Kacey speaks

Kacey Garcia: Well, Stare, you are certainly entitled to your opinion on the matter. Things seem to have been heating up between you and Reaper recently. Now, I wonder, what of the man that many say you assisted in beating Nation just two weeks ago, _the j-man?

Stare rubs his hands together and begins laughing

Stare: First of all, let's set the record straight. _the j-man can make all the claims he wants to, but I was a BIG assist in his win over Nation. And I am the reason that Nation is gone right now! I put him out of action! Yeah, he was the better man at WrestleFever, and he won the battle, but I ended the war! As for _the j-man, I honestly don't have much of a problem with the guy. I think he makes a very valid argument on why he should be the #1 Contender, but I also hear something else that keeps coming out of his mouth, and it's not his catchphrase of "I'm a Black Man!", it's that fact that he always mentions that he has yet to be pinned or submit in the P2PW . . .

Stare almost seems to freeze for a moment as he slowly speaks

Stare: Well, to me, that sounds like an invitation. Everyone loses eventually, J, and the only thing bragging about your undefeated streak does is propel the man that finally pins you or makes you submit. And, tonight, I have a very strong feeling that you'll be on the receiving end of the Staredown or Floored, and you'll be getting your shoulders pinned or tapping out shortly after! Cause you see, there is no one! NO ONE . . . who can stop me from accomplishing what I want to tonight. And, my advice to my partners is just to stay out of my way! Spackle, you have a bright future, let's keep it that way! and NIN, just know that you have two partners tonight, and those two partners will be very instrumental in whether your should receive a title shot or not in the Board's eyes!

Stare stops for a second and looks at Kacey, and slowly back at the camera

Stare: So, Soul Reaper . . . _the j-man . . . Cactus . . . when you get in that ring tonight, I want you to go in knowing that this little controversy that you three have started . . . is OVER! After tonight, I will prove why I should be the #1 contender, and why I'm still the REAL World Champion, but more important than that, I will be assisting the man that Mary Lindsay and the Board do NOT want to win this match, and I will assist him in leaving an impression on all of you, and the wrestling world! I can see it in your eyes!

Stare points to his eyes and at the camera and smirks at Kacey, tapping her shoulder, and walks off. Kacey looks to the camera and lets out a breath as she is quickly startled as someone else walks into the shot. The camera pans over to see Trent Acid as the audience erupts. He looks on towards the direction that Stare walked off in and smiles to himself. He looks down at Kacey for a moment

Trent Acid: . . . I think someone needs to be taken down a few pegs, don't you?

Kacey smirks and shrugs, still startled by Trent. He smiles as he gets down in her face

Trent Acid: You don't have to answer . . . I can see it in your eyes!!!

Trent laughs as he walks off as Kacey looks both directions, watching for anyone else as Zeroin fades out

[Stare]

Vegeta
Chilly Willy
SoL
NIN, Stare, & Matt Hardy V2

[_the j-man]

We open up the camera at the backstage locker-room area for the Blitz! roster as we see Smokey & _the j-man enter the building. The two men do not look like they're happy at all. Suddenly both of them stop and start speaking.

Smokey:
One of the greatest screw-jobs in American history happened last Blitz. My man, _the j-man was just one more person away from winning the World Heavyweight Championship and what does the White Man do to hold _the j-man down? Cactus gets into the ring, where he shouldn't stick his nose and threw _the j-man over the top rope. It was the sickest day in my entire life because now, Soundscream runs around with a belt he didn't win fairly! But that is how the white man works, they cheat to win.

Smokey wants to continue his rant but _the j-man stops him. _the j-man is seen taking of his sunglasses as he looks visually upset.

_the j-man:
I find it funny that in this place, that I've been screwed over on 3 seperate occassions. Before the draft began, I let it be know to Shinn's Theory, Stare and Rocky I wanted to be the Champion of the World. Two of them took me seriously, the other one, well lets just say the other needs a hair-cut and needs to groom himself better. I had to just sit there and wait, when I finally was able to get my chance at the World Champion. What did they do? They made it a Non-Title match. After I beat the World Champion, instead of handing the belt over to me, what did they do? They made the belt vacant. So then I'm put into a Blitz! Breakdown match and I was one of the first two to start off the match. I went through 8 other people to get it down to Soundscream and myself. I held on for dear life and what happened? Cactus got invovled and cost me my World Championship! What did the Blitz! managment do? NOTHING! God damn NOTHING!

Before _the j-man can finish speaking we see Smokey jump in front of him with documentation.

Smokey:
You see P2PW, you made the biggest mistake of your life! You screwed over the Black Man for the last time. This document right here, this will cause you more hell than you've ever imagined. They think it's really cute to team _the j-man up with Soul Reaper & Cactus to take on NIN Horror, Spackle & Stare... Not any of those 5 men are worthy of another World Title shot before _the j-man! Not a SINGLE person. But it's so obvisious around here that they want to screw us over at every turn which is why...

Smokey pulls out the documents, we watch _the j-man take the papers as he smiles a very evil grin.

_the j-man:
Smokey & I are SUEING the ENTIRE P2PW Managment, not just the Blitz! Managment but the TNT Managment as well! We're sueing on the obivious fact that THIS FEDERATION IS RACIST!!! You saw what happened to E2, you saw what happened to ChadClassic, you see what happens to all the colored people in this place. They holds us back! It's sickening, now the gloves are off P2PW, I'm going to take your rich white man asses to COURT! I'm going to make sure they place a Black Man in that Managment core, I'm going to make sure that I get my RIGHTFUL title shot at Soundscream. When I went to go complain, they tell me that I have to wait! That's bullshit! Soundscream is afraid of me, I was the "Runner-Up" in the Breakdown match-up, I was the last person to defeat Nation and what does that get you around here? Nothing, as long as you have one of Managment's dicks in your mouth, then they'll do something for you. But not any longer, P2PW is being sued for Racism. And how are they not going to prove it? The evidence is all there! There's a library vault full of all the garbage that they put us through in this place. Because it's quite simple everybody, if you're not a corporate white man bitch, you don't get anything around here.

Smokey comes back into frame as _the j-man is still really upset at all the crap that has gone through his short career here in P2PW.

Smokey:
_the j-man has proved, time and time again, that he is the best wrestler in P2PW. _the j-man showed everyone that he is truly a freak of nature. He still hasn't had his shoulders held to the mat for a 3 count or said the words, "I quit!" What more can managment ask for? They want _the j-man to team up with two people he doesn't like to take out 3 "likely" contenders for the World Championship?

_the j-man:
NIN Horror & Spackle, two men that are competitors, I'll give them that. What they fail to realize is that at best, they can be a GREAT TAG-TEAM! Single's Wrestlers? Not a chancce on your life. This is there element, they'll work well together, but they don't have _the j-man on there side. Who do you have? Stare, the former World Heavyweight Champion, everyone likes to credit you for my win. I call bullshit! Stare, you're nothing more than a woman. You don't have any balls, because if you did, you would've given me the World Championship! Instead you vacated the belt, because you knew you couldn't just put it on yourself! You're afraid if I had the Championship you would never see it again and you're right! Because once I have that title around my waist, and believe I will. You're going to be looking at not only the longest reigning P2PW World Heavyweight Champion, but your last! Believe that!

Smokey comes back grinning as he starts talking

Smokey:
Now, we have Soul Reaper & Cactus. Little do people know that _the j-man & Soul Reaper know each other extremely well. Little do they know that Cactus is in for a rude awakening. You don't take the World Champion's oppurtunity and throw it out the window....

_the j-man:
Cactus, my dear man. What you ended up doing was the biggest mistake of your life. Coming into the match, from behind, like a punk bitch, throwing me over the top rope for your own personal gain. You see bitch, I would've gladly defended my title against you and beat your ass. Now you have to live with your decision, we may be tag team partners and yes I do want to win. But after the match is over and our hands are raised, I'm taking you out Cactus. I'm getting my revenge. As for you Soul Reaper, our history is a mystery to everyone else, I won't tell anyone how I know you and how you know me. We'll work together in this match to surprise our enemy. But that's it, after the match, you're just another man on my hit-list. Because _the j-man doesn't have any friends, not in P2PW.

Smokey:
What'cha goin' do?! When _the j-man's LAWSUIT against P2PW runs wild on you! What'cha goin' do?!

_the j-man:
NOTHING! You're going to hide your tail between your legs. I'm going to turn this entire organization upside down! I'm going to own this entire federation. I'm going to make sure every black man gets his oppurtunity, fairly. Not this crap they're trying to pull on me now. So P2PW, what'cha goin' do? When _the j-man destorys you?

Smokey:
And you know why?!

_the j-man:
Because I'm a BLACK MAN!

_the j-man & Smokey start walking towards there locker-room as they hold the lawsuit documents in hand. What could this all mean? Find out on BLITZ!

[-JeNiFeR-]

"The Nameless" by Slipknot begins as the crowd looks around in confusion. StarCrunch walks out from backstage, she is wearing tight black pants that have a hot pink lightning bolt going down each side. Her matching tank top also has a hot pink lightning bolt accross her chest, in it are the letters, S T A R. Her hair is long, the bottom half is black, and the top half is pink. The crowd begins to boo as she struts towards the ring. She walks down the ramp with her hands oh her waist. She steps in the ring as the music fades.

Star: I am sorry it took me so long to realize how pathetic all you "fans" are. What good is it to a real wrestler? The fans arent there day after day, putting their bodies threw all the pain. You "fans" have no idea what it is like to be a great wrestler, like Me. I don't need a stupid title like "The Canadian Icon". Whoa, big deal Chilly you're canadian. So what. You want to represent the Canadians and show pride in Canada. Well thats a waste of time. I doubt Canada will be there when you need something. I on the other hand am totally out for Me. You think I needed you in that tag match? You were mearly dead weight , a bit stubborn, but tonight I will take care of that. I will show you and all these "fans" that I am the greatest and I need No one. Cause no one is a STAR, like me.

StarCrunch gives a few stuck up poses as the crowd boos. She hears the boos but she sees the flashing lights continue. She raises one eyebrow and gives a slight grin. She walks over to one corner and hops onto the top rope. She sits in the corner and continues.

Star: So Chilly, you went and colored the belt like that ridiculous flag. Now being a female, sadly I don't get a free win against you, but I do know how to clean up a mess. The mess you made of that belt. Here let me set a goal for you, learn how to color between the lines, that leaf looks a bit messy. So you see I will have no problem cleaning up that belt and placing it where it belongs. Around my waist, where it will remain. Take a picture with it because you will never be that close to it or any other belt again. Don't remember that moment as being the best there is or was or will ever be, but remember that moment when you are beat by greatness. STAR is, by far, better than anything that you try to pass off as being the best.

the crowd boos. Star Shakes her head in disbelief.

Star: Hey sorry "fans" I don't really care if you support me or not. I don't need you and your cheers. I can plainly see by all the flashing lights that I can be just as popular without the cheers. So boo me all you want. When I beat Chilly tonight in this ring I will show you all who STAR is. A revolution is neer, after I gain this title tonight there will be no stopping me. SoulReaper, you were cheated out of this title. I hope you don't desire to have it back. All I can say is Shit happends when your a loser. I cannot be botherd with sore losers. I will be victorious, and leave here with the International Title. I am the STAR of Blitz, and that is only the begining.

StarCrunch slowly walks up the ramp as she looks around at the crowd. "The Nameless" plays as she dissapears backstage.

TONIGHT'S MATCHES

SINGLES MATCH
Vegeta

INTERNATIONAL TITLE MATCH
Starcrunch

SINGLES MATCH
SoL

MAIN EVENT
6-MAN TAG MATCH
Soul Reaper, Cactus, & _the j-man

[Spackle]

(The scene opens on the exterior of the MCI Center in Washington D.C. It quickly pans down to see a busy Washington D.C. street at night, but three people stand out in general. They are all at least forty years of age, white, and wearing black shirts with the P2PW logo on the left breast of their shirts. They’re all staring at the camera. The tallest one speaks.)

Man: Bill, why da hell you bring da camera? We’se on a break, and we’se not ‘gon get no tang if dem women tink we’se some kandof… kandof tittie-shakin, catchin perverts!

(The man behind the camera speaks.)

Bill: What?

Man 2: He’s right Bill. You know them video’s they’re always tryin’ to sell at three in the morning on the comedy central?

Bill: No.

Man 3: Ah man, you’re missing out. They have women showin their boobies from THREE different places!

(The camera stays focused on the three men, and the man behind the camera, Bill, sighs.)

Bill: Look, I’m to keep this camera with me at all times. It’s the boss’ orders.

Man: Fine, but if you block my cock at all, I’ll be takin’ out ma frustrations on your ass!

(The tall southern man walks off down the street, while several people look at him. The other two men are about to leave, but Bill stops them.)

Bill: Did he just threaten to rape me?

Man 3: Hehe, yeah, that’s good ol’ Davey for ya.

(The two men follow Davey, while Bill stands their for a while. He eventually starts walking after the men, and catches up to them just as they’re about to walk into a bar. The camera pans up to see the neon sign. The bar is called the Noodler, and has a giant neon catfish winking at the passersby’s. The camera pans back down and goes into the bar. It is poorly lit, except for a large, bright tank with catfish in it at the very center of the bar. There are lots of people, and other than the aforementioned tank, it just looks like an average, seedy bar. The camera looks around, and finds the three men walking towards the bar. It follows them, and looks around a bit more. And then, as if out of nowhere, or possibly out of the bathroom, Spackle walks across the camera’s field of vision. Everyone is too drunk to notice either the camera or the pink haired goon, and the camera quickly gets up to go to Spackle. One of the men stops him. The camera turns towards the man.)

Man 2: Hey, we all got who we’re goin’ for. What are you gonna do?

(Bill’s arm extends from behind the camera, and points to Spackle, who has sat down in a corner booth, and is drinking a beer. Man 2 looks at the camera, then at Spackle, then at the camera again.)

Man 2: Don’t let that faggy pink hair fool you, that there is a man. Also, Office relationships just don’t work out.

(The camera looks at the man, turns, and walks away. He walks up to Spackle, who doesn’t give him any recognition. Bill sits down in the opposite booth of Spackle, and is staring right at him. Spackle finally looks up, and it can be noticed he’s still wearing his sunglasses, even in the dank setting of the bar. He lifts them up, and rest them on his forehead. He leans back, and it can be seen that he is wearing a t-shirt with the jujyfruits logo on it. He stares directly into the camera.)

Spackle: So, I see you actually came.

Bill: Yeah.

Spackle: Tell me, why did you not want to come? It is your job right?

(Bill hesitates for a second.)

Bill: Well, honestly, no one likes you.

(Spackle smiles.)

Spackle: Good. So you were worried about your popularity. But considering that you’re an ugly piece of shit, and no one in there right mind would ever put you in front of a camera, I don’t see why you care.

Bill: Yeah, I’m leaving.

(The camera starts shuffling, as Bill tries to get up. Spackle quickly reaches out and stops him.)

Spackle: My good friend, do you know who I’m tagging with this week?

Bill: The guy who pushes your shit in every night?

(Spackle continues to smile.)

Spackle: Ha, funny. No, not that one. The other one. The one who controls whether or not you get paid. What do you think he’s going to say to you refusing to do your job?

(Bill doesn’t speak for a second, and sits back down and focuses the camera on Spackle, who is leaning back in his booth.)

Bill: Fucker.

Spackle: Yep. Now, I assume you brought an interviewer?

(The camera shakes back and forth.)

Bill: Nope, none would come.

Spackle: Oh well, luckily I brought my own.

(Spackle slides out of the booth, walks to the bar, an grabs a man by the collar. He then drags him back over, and sits down. The man stumbles around for a bit, and we can see that is Jack Kent. He looks at Spackle, then at the camera, and puts two and two together. He walks back to the bar, grabs a stool, walks back and sets it up at the end of the table. He sits down, and is awkwardly taller than the table.)

Spackle: There we go. C’mon Jack, don’t keep the nice man waiting.

(Jack stares at Spackle for a minute, obviously drunk. He then pulls out some cards from inside his jacket, and begins to read them with a slurred speech.)

Jack: Spackle what are your thoughts on the former world champ Soul Reaper?

Spackle: Well, Jack, I don’t really like him. I’ve heard a lot o’ nothing about him, how he was the longest reigning world champ in P2PW history, how he’s been on top of this federation since it’s beginnings, and people actually say that like it’s some kind of achievement. All I know, is that I, Spackle, eliminated him with no real trouble in the battle royal.

Jack: Oh yeah, I saw that. Scream kicked him in the face, right?

(Spackle stares at Jack.)

Spackle: Exactly. The man likes to talk about not making excuses, and he was eliminated by me. That will go down in the record books, and he’ll have to live with it. He couldn’t foresee the events that led to his elimination, and he paid the price. The guy is hated even more than me, and if I were anyone else, that would mean we’d be pals. But the guy is just so damn annoying. It’s okay, I doubt he likes me anymore than I like him, or he may even pull out “Who was that pink haired fool that tossed my ass out of the ring and made it so that I’d never get my title shot?” He could pretend not to know me all he wants, but both him and I know that I beat him, and no matter how hard he tries, he won’t be able to forget that.

(Spackle stops talking and drinks some beer. Jack shuffles the cards and continues reading.)

Jack: Spackle what about Cactus the guy who will fight the world champion at Genesis? And what about _the j-man?

Spackle: Cack? The guy who couldn’t cut in the battle royal, so he decides to sit around and try to get himself a title match using dirty tactics? I’ll be honest, the guy was smart enough to take advantage of the fact that he didn’t win the title. So what does he do? He makes sure that the man who he’s already going to wrestle at a later date gets the title, in hopes that the lazy shits up top just decide to make it a world title match to try and gain some interest in the dying product. I doubt he saw that one man, one BLACK MAN, and one wrestling deity would be gunning for it too. Everyone in this match is of a higher caliber than Cack, and the man knows it. He knows he and his team aren’t going to win the match, so he’s stirring the pot trying to make the loss look like a “miscommunication” So he can come back later and say that the only reason he lost was because of that darn Reaper, or that silly BLACK MAN. Speaking of the BLACK MAN, we now go to the man who has trouble beating anyone worth something without a little interference and a pat on the ass. Why is he even being considered in the world title league? Because he beat the former champ after Stare came and ripped his throat out. Why does he consider himself in line for a world title shot? Because he lost against a man who had all his sense choked out of him by Reaper. Oh, I’m sorry, I forgot it was because of a man who couldn’t even make it to the final five, when there were only ten people in the damn match. God forbid the BLACK MAN ever gets the belt, because it will signal the final days of this place, and I’ll stop getting paid.

(Spackle takes a drink, and Jack takes this as a signal to ask another question.)

Jack: What do you think of your par…

(Spackle stops drinking and tosses the empty beer bottle off camera.)

Spackle: This is my training Mr. BLACK MAN. This is my killer instinct, Cack. This is my soul, Reaper. The truth is I’m fucking pissed that a whiny minority screaming affirmative action, a smelly “murderer” , and a man I tossed out are getting priority over me. When everyone was arguing over who gets the title shot, my name was never mentioned, despite outlasting two of the current contenders. I was standing right their, that fucking whore even screeched that I had eliminated one of the contenders, and still no one thought that I should get a title shot. I’m a fair person, NIN deserves his shot before me, but none of those other smelly cunts has any viable reason to get priority over me. And it’s really starting to irritate me.

(Spackle rubs his eyes, and continues speaking.)

Spackle: And my partner, Stare, has done nothing to right this injustice. I have a bright future? Then why the hell am I in this match, if I apparently have no title shot coming my way? Because I’m Ninny’s friend? He could beat any of those men without any hassle at all, without my help. As much as it pains me to say, Ninny and really don’t need each other. But this isn’t about Ninny, this about the man who is the only two time world champion in P2PW history. You always seemed like the fair suit. But I’m starting to see flaws with how you’re running this place. Ninny may have forgiven you, and that’s fine, you did right by him. For whatever reason, you backed him in his bid for the world title, as the rightful #1 contender, but you have yet to back me, the man who could at the very least be considered the #2 contender. When you do, I might even consider NOT destroying this company, and just let time take it’s course. Remember that Stare, I gave you an ultimatum, and don’t expect any mercy on your roster when I tear them apart.

(Spackle slides out of the booth, and walks off. The camera doesn’t get up, but follows Spackle as he walks along. It looks like it’s going to end on Spackle leaving the bar, but before he can, he slips in a puddle of something, most likely beer, right in front of the tank of catfish. He quickly gets up, his back covered in the liquid, and quickly heads towards and out the door, without looking at the camera. The camera pans over to Jack Kent, who is just swaying from side to side on his stool. The camera turns away from Jack, and focuses in on the fish tank. A single catfish is staring out at the people, opening and closing his mouth. The camera zooms in on him, and goes black.)

[soulreaper]

The lights in the arena go out... there is a silence for a bit. Then "Down" by Motograter hits the speakers as red and white lights alternately flash in the entry way. The screen above comes alive with a brand new Soul Reaper video. The crowd boos loudly at the sight of this. Soul Reaper then emerges from the back, in his wrestling gear and a hooded vest. He's got a mic in hand, and motions for the music to be cut. The music stops but the crowd continues to boo.

"One would think that since we're here in the nations capital, that there'd be slightly more class...obviously thats not the case. Do you think you people could possibly shut the hell up and allow one of a higher IQ, namely..me, have the spotlight?"

Crowd: "SHUT THE FUCK UP" clap clap, clap clap clap, "SHUT THE FUCK UP" clap clap, clap clap clap, "SHUT THE FUCK UP" clap clap, clap clap clap

"Honestly, do something that nobody expects, and show some damn class. Obviously the people that run this company are truly as sick and twisted as I am. I mean tonights main event will be nothing more than a death trap for 1 or more participants. Me sharing a corner with the murderer and black man? Thats insane, I mean for one, Cactus hasn't done anything worthy enough...outside of killing a guy, to even warrant my attention. Much less should he be on anything that resembles a team with me. As far as _the j-man goes, well eventually you'd think he'd get rid of that moron he runs around with and stops bitching every 5 seconds about how racist everybody is. Come on..are you going to make a career out of being the whiny little cunt around here? OR are you ever going to shut up and wait your team like a good little new guy. This crowd doesn't know you...they don't like you..and as such until you prove that your more than just a whiny little fairy on a winning streak, nobody will take you seriously. Look at it this way, you want a title shot? Do it the way Cactus and I did it... rip through everybody else on the list and get them out of the picture. Don't keep coming out here and crying about how you're a black man and how all black men are treated unfairly, with your shitty examples. E2...and ChadClassic were the best you could come up with? E2 took a ride on Cactus' coattails and ChadClassic... well did he ever do anything of value? Nope. Tag gold, but as you can see, those belts were tossed in the trash. Get over yourself, 'bro' I know you better than this and right now, you're just an embarrassment."[/color]

Reaper starts to walk down to the ring. He mocks the crowd as he goes down the ramp and he makes a few threatening motions at a couple of people who flinch and then get up the courage to keep antagonizing Reaper. He stops before getting to the ring

"As far as the opponents go, first off who the hell are they anyways? I mean NIN and Spackle? That sounds like a Saturday morning cartoon to me, and Stare? If memory serves me correctly he wants to call me washed up but as the record stands, AFTER he lost the title to Nation he couldn't even get a rematch. Truely pathetic really, a guy that just held the title, couldn't even garner enough respect by anybody to secure a rematch thusly making him look like some punk bitch. What a team... The Saturday Morning Cartoons and the Punk Bitch.

Reaper climbs into the ring and begins looking around at all the people in the crowd who happen to being booing him unmecifully. Reaper shakes his head at the whole situation, and continues.

"All 6 of us wish to lay claim the world title, and I'll admit that as of right now at least 1 of them has earned it. That being one half of the Cartoons, NIN. Good for him, I mean honestly, you have to be the only person to ever get a guaranteed shot... taken away from you because of technicalities in this company. AND then you barely even bother fighting back.. and wind up accepting it. Just shows you the kind of guts this guy has, doesn't it. Besides NIN, nobody else in this match has even been considered for a shot at the title, so what do they do? They throw us all in a big heaping pile of bullshit, where the champ isn't even involved... HOPING that we all end up injuring each other so they don't have to deal with us later. Well, I sure as fuck, don't plan on either losing this match or getting injured, because when the smoke clears, Soul Reaper will be there, standing tall and carrying Cactus and J-man on my shoulders only because its required to win this match. Had this been an elimination style match... fuck 'em. But sadly its not, so I have to carry them out of the warzone."

The crowd at this point has begun throwing trash at Reaper as well as boo him and chant obscenities at him. Reaper stands there laughing at the sight of the ring and the people.

"The time draws closer to me proving that I am...and always will be the most dominant force in this company. Tonight you lucky bunch of bastards will get to see Soul Reaper, team up with the murderer and the stereotype and we will decimate the Saturday Morning Cartoons and the powerless GM. And once the dust settles, I will then go to the World Champion, I will take this hand and smash him in the face and demand that he build up his courage enough to give me a title shot, and if he does, then I will gladly reclaim what is rightfully mine, and that is the World Championship. Now somebody come and clean up this mess.

Reaper drops the mic, as "Down" blasts through the speakers again. Reaper slowly makes his way to the back, jawjacking with the fans the whole time.

VOTES

Vegeta

StarCrunch

SoL

Soul Reaper, Cactus, & _the j-man

[Trent Matsunoshin]

TONIGHT'S MATCHES

SINGLES MATCH
Vegeta

INTERNATIONAL TITLE MATCH
"The Canadian Icon" Chilly Willy

SINGLES MATCH
SoL

MAIN EVENT
6-MAN TAG MATCH
"The New Horror Show" NIN Horror, Spackle, & Stare