BLITZ! PREVIEW (8/5/06) --- Deadline - 8/9 @ 9pm

[Stare]

LIVE from the M.E.N. ARENA
Manchester, England

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We go to a live, capacity crowd who are cramming the Manchester Evening News Arena full for P2PW's first show away from the United Stares. The camera's pan around the crazy crowd of Brits as pyro goes off and Blitz! theme song, "Watching You Die" echoes throughout the arena. The music finally cuts as "Energy" hits. The crowd begins to boo as Barry Bryant walks out with a smile and a clipboard in hand. The fans look on, continuing their rants at him as he jogs up the steps into the ring, demanding a microphone. His music cuts and waits for the crowd to die down. He looks around with a smirk as he begins to speak

Barry Bryant: First off all, thank you very much for letting us come to Jolly Ole' England!

The crowd cheers as Barry looks around

Barry Bryant: Now, I'm sure everyone here caught Sole Survivor, and I thought I would touch base on that real quick. As many of you know, a new World Champion was crowned.

The crowd begins to erupt with boo's as Barry looks on nodding

Barry Bryant: Now, granted, that match ended in questionable fashion, and that will be addressed tonight, I promise you. But, also, the winner of the Second annual Sole Survivor Chamber match was a Blitz! superstar!

The fans boo loudly as Barry looks on with a smirk

Barry Bryant: I was actually hoping for a Blitz!-enthused cheer, but fair enough. That's really all the news I needed to report from Sole Survivor, so onto tonight . . .

"Anything But Down" hits as JT Blade walks out to a chorus of boos, with Evenflow beside him. He has a mic in hand. His music immediately cuts as JT Blade stands at the end of the isle, holding his newly won Fanatic Title Belt in his hand.

JT Blade: Now, let me see if I heard you right, Barry . . .

JT stops as a "JT Sucks" chant begins to echo throughout the arena. It gets louder and louder as JT becomes agitated. He finally shakes his head and smiles as he hands the mic to Evenflow. Evenflow looks at JT in question, and then shakes his head and speaks a line that is clearly memorized

Evenflow: JT is a fine wrestler, and a fine human being. If I ever become half the man he is, I would consider myself an asset to this company, and the world.

Evenflow looks at JT and shakes his head as he hands the mic back to JT as "JT Sucks" is still ringing throughout the arena

JT Blade: Let me tell you people something!!!! I DO NOT SUCK! I am the Fanatic Champion! Your Champion! And I better start getting some damn respect!

The crowd boo's loudly as JT looks back at Barry

JT Blade: Hey, my ancestor's kicked all of your ancestor's asses in the Revolutionary War, so don't make me pay homage to that!

The crowd boo's loudly as JT points back to Barry

JT Blade: So, you're in that ring naming off all these important events to occur at Sole Survivor, and you fail to mention the NEW Fanatic Champion of the World, JT Blade?

Barry looks on at JT and stares at him for a minute before replying

Barry Bryant: JT, it's nothing personal . . . but, I dont view you holding the Fanatic Title as a "step up", if you get what I'm saying.

JT Blade: You know, Barry, I dont get an ounce of respect from the guys in the back, and I dont get an ounce of respect from these people, but I thought I got respect from you? You gave me a title shot at Sole Survivor, and I thought you were the guy who finally saw the potential that JT Blade has, but it seems I was mistaken. So, let me tell you what I'm going to do . . .

JT takes off his jacket as he begins to walk to the ring

JT Blade: . . . I am going to come to that ring, and TAKE the respect I deserve!

JT slams the mic down and drops the belt as he slides into the ring. Barry takes some steps back and quickly tries to calm JT down

Barry Bryant: Wait! Wait! I have something special planned for you tonight!

JT stops and looks at Barry

Barry Bryant: Yeah, that's right . . . calm down. I've decided to give you the credit you deserve as being the man who pulled off the most significant victory at Sole Survivor. That's right, tonight in this very ring, we will have a JT Blade Appreciation Celebration!!!

JT Blade looks on as the audience boos loudly as Barry looks on at JT. JT begins to smirk and then smiles and nods as he approaches Barry and gives him a hug. Barry looks on with a smile as he hugs JT back. JT pats him as "Anything But Down" plays as JT exits the ring and is handed the Fanatic Title he dropped by his new servant, Evenflow. Evenflow follows JT as he walks towards the back

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TONIGHT'S CARD

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***SINGLES MATCH***[/u][/color][/size]
These two women have been having their ups and downs.
Tonight, it gets settled once and for all
The Fizz
vs.
Starcrunch

***SOUND OFF***[/u][/color][/size]

***TRIPLE THREAT MATCH***[/u][/color][/size]
These three individuals all have a chance to become the #1 contender for the Fanatic Title, and the choice is yours. They will try to sway your vote in their match tonight. Who will come out with a little extra "pull" on the votes?
Evenflow
vs.
Chilly Willy
vs.
Bishop Pastor Deacon Dollar Bill

***JT BLADE APPRECIATION CELEBRATION***[/u][/color][/size]

***SINGLES MATCH***[/u][/color][/size]
Newcomer Hoc is thrown to the lions as he meets a "hungry" Trent Acid. Can Hoc somehow gain the upset in his first singles match? Or will Trent Acid look to rectify his loss from Sole Survivor, and start a fresh winning streak?
Trent Acid
vs.
Hoc

***MAIN EVENT***[/u][/color][/size]
***SINGLES MATCH***[/u][/color][/size]
These two men put up a great fight in the Sole Survivor Chamber. Cactus was the second eliminated superstar from Blitz!, and Spackle was the third. Who will prove to management that they deserve to make the next big step?
Spackle
vs.
Cactus

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Wednesday
August 9th
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[The Executioner]

Jt blade Appreciation? I like it sounds like the soul reaper appreciation thing. ;D

[Ben]

damn, i aint on the card

[Trent Matsunoshin]

Starcrunch
Evenflow
Trent Acid
Spackle

[Ben]

StarCrunch
Bishop Pastor
Trent
Spackle

[brockandsable]

floorstare said:

........ Arena full for P2PW's first show away from the United Stares.

Is that a typo Stare, or are you just full of yourself?

[Stare]

Cactus was the second eliminated superstar from Blitz!, and Spackle was the third

If only you'd take a second to read

[The Great JT]

My Votes:

StarCrunch
Chilly Willy
Hoc (pity vote)
Spackle

I may post later.

[Faster Pussycat!]

Starcrunch
Chilly Willy
Trent Acid
Spackle

[_the j-man]

The Fizz
Bishop Pastor Deacon Dollar Bill
Trent Acid
Spackle

[Cactus]

Fizz

Bishop

Trent

Cactus

[Scream]

***SINGLES MATCH***
These two women have been having their ups and downs.
Tonight, it gets settled once and for all
The Fizz
vs.
Starcrunch

***SOUND OFF***

***TRIPLE THREAT MATCH***
These three individuals all have a chance to become the #1 contender for the Fanatic Title, and the choice is yours. They will try to sway your vote in their match tonight. Who will come out with a little extra "pull" on the votes?
Evenflow
vs.
Chilly Willy
vs.
Bishop Pastor Deacon Dollar Bill
waiting to see who promos....or doesn't

***JT BLADE APPRECIATION CELEBRATION***

***SINGLES MATCH***
Newcomer Hoc is thrown to the lions as he meets a "hungry" Trent Acid. Can Hoc somehow gain the upset in his first singles match? Or will Trent Acid look to rectify his loss from Sole Survivor, and start a fresh winning streak?
Trent Acid
vs.
Hoc

***MAIN EVENT***
***SINGLES MATCH***
These two men put up a great fight in the Sole Survivor Chamber. Cactus was the second eliminated superstar from Blitz!, and Spackle was the third. Who will prove to management that they deserve to make the next big step?
Spackle
vs.
Cactus

[Mrs Fizz Allmendinger]

Myself
Chilly Willy
Trent Acid
Spackle

Promo coming soon.

[Trent Matsunoshin]

PROMO...

Song plays.....

'I, fuck with your soul like Ether,
Will, before the king you know you
Not, God's Son accross the Belly
Lose, I prove you lost already'

Zeroin comes on to video of TNT Commissioner Anthony McKenna hitting Trent with a chair at Soul Survivor, the video repeats at various angles as the crowd shows their disapproval of McKenna's interference. The screen then cuts to Trent.

Trent: I should be fighting you Ant. I thought we had a mutual respect for one another. I thought you had dignity, honour. But alas, I was once again proven wrong. Proven wrong once again, disrespected, once again, forced to prove myself, once again. McKenna, I will tell you this now, be glad I'm not on TNT, because if I was, rest assured that I will make your life a living Hell. Revenge is sweet, ask Stare. Owners, commissioners, wrestlers, no one in P2P wants a piece of Trent Acid. NO ONE!

The crowd cheers in approval.

Trent: Yeah, I lost to Mastodon, but it was a classic match, but again, it was a loss. Losses prevent me from the ultimate goal, the ultimate goal! The World Title. And at this point it doesn't who the champ is. Because when I get my shot, please believe that I will make the most of it. Which brings me to tonight.

Tonight, Hoc will be the unfortunate victim. Hoc, nothing personal, but you are definitely gonna feel my wrath tonight. Because Soul Survivor left a sour taste in my mouth, because McKenna almost ruined the match of both myself and Mastodon's respective careers, and McKenna, please takes notes, because what will happen to Hoc will happen to you sooner than anyone realizes. Hoc, you will look and act like McKenna to me tonight, and because my hatred for him is burning and he's not here, you've been unfortunately booked to face me tonight. It's nothing personal, and afterwards you can blame God, or Stare for such a painful debut. I will make you an example, a piece of mental note for McKenna, because through the beating I give you tonight, I will send a message to him. Yes, McKenna, you may not know when, hell I don't when I'm coming for you, but it will happen.

The crowd cheers.

Trent: *sighs* Unfortunately for you, Hoc, you may not be around to see it.

Scene fades.

END PROMO

[KillerSundin (Formerly HBK)]

Chilly Willy's Promo

A clip is shown of Sole Survivor with Vegeta beating Chilly Willy. The clip finished and now the camera is focused on Chilly Willy in his locker room. The room is neatly kept with a leather couch and a plasma screen TV. A duffle bag is next to the couch and right beside it is a bigger, hockey bag. A completely gold hockey stick is on top of the bag. Chilly is sitting on the couch with a miserable look on his face. By the looks of things, he just got in here.

Chilly Willy- You know. My career took a downward spiral after Reaper beat me. I lost match after match but who cares. I'm just a jobber. Wrong! I am a former International champion! I am the only Canadian Icon! I am the showstopper not Bishop Deacon Dollar Bill. Not Evenflow. Me! I am the only one that can make great things happen in the ring. Sole Survivor was a mistake. I underestimated Vegeta but that wont ever happen again because tonight, live in front of the world. I will show each and every one of you why I am the best in the damn world.

The crowd is booing loudly as Chilly gets up and walks to the hockey bag. He picks up the stick and looks at it.

Chilly Willy- You see this Evenflow? This stick was only used by the great Mats Sundin. Captain of the Toronto Maple Leafs. The greatest hockey team in the world. Guess what? I know them. I hang out with Mats and Darcy Tucker. In order to do that. You need to be successful which is something you will never be. After JT slapped you around, I like my chances. This stick is also signed by Sundin so it is worth around 900-1000 dollars. Something Bishop's church funds couldn't afford. Isn't that right Father? You are a pathetic joke that has never amounted to anything. Your pink suits and a supposed church don't help you do they?

Chilly puts the stick back and walks to the mirror on the wall. He looks into it with a smirk and begins to speak.

Chilly Willy- After I pin one of them in my match tonight. Hopefully I will get the votes and then JT. Your celebration will come to an end. You will be known as the worst champion this company has ever seen. I know what you are like. I know what you can do but your reign is finished, done. Back to curtain jerking while the real champion is bowed down to and respected as the true Canadian Icon. No one else. Only I deserve it.

The door opens to reveal Kacey Garcia. Blitz' interviewer.

Kacey Garcia- I am here with a broken Chilly Willy. Chilly, what are your thoughts about tonight?

Chilly Willy looks up in confusion and looks back to Kacey

Chilly Willy- I don't mean to sound rude or anything but, get the hell out of here! Haven't you heard of knocking? Get out!

Kacey leaves as Chilly slams the door. The mirror falls off the wall and shatters on the floor Chilly Willy begins to smile.

Chilly Willy- Evenflow, Bishop. Your career will be like this mirror. Broken and shattered because tonight. After I am done with you two. You will never step in the ring again. Mark my words JT! I am coming after you and your title! Just because the Carolina Hurricanes won the Stanley Cup. Doesn't mean you will have that success.

Chilly Willy picks up the hockey stick and walks to the duffle bag. He unzips it and pulls out a Canadian Flag. He attaches it to the stick. He looks back to the camera and gives a wink. The screen fades to black.

VOTES:
Fizz
Chilly Willy
Trent Acid
Spackle

[Spackle]

Fizz
Chilly
Trent
Spackle


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(The scene opens on Spackle, who is wearing his sunglasses, a plain gray t-shirt and some oversized brown shorts. He’s holding on to something that’s extended off-screen. He’s walking towards the camera, which is in turn backing up to keep him in the shot. The camera looks down to see that Spackle’s hand is connected to a leash, which is connected to the neck of a German Shepard puppy. It’s no bigger then a large rat, obviously only a few weeks old. The camera steps to the side, and lets Spackle pass. He then follows him through the bright hallway, which is strangely deserted. Spackle comes to a door and proceeds to go through it. The camera follows. They end up on the outside of an arena, the M.E.N arena to be precise. Spackle looks back at the camera. It’s a cloudy day, but no rain. It’s still early in the evening, no later then 5 o’clock, and the clouds above are giving an alien glow that accompanies the rain to come. Spackle turns back to the dog, who is piddling on a small artificially grown tree.)

Spackle: That’s a good little Nino. Get it all out.

(Spackle turns back to the camera.)

Spackle: Come out here to watch my dog take a piss? Or did you want something else?

Cameraman: Uhhh.. You have a match…

Spackle: I know. And I’m gonna wrestle it. Why does that concern you?

Cameraman: Ummm…

Spackle: Wait…

(Spackle lifts his free hand towards the camera. He then yanks the leash he’s holding. The dog goes flying and yelping over to Spackle. Spackle then pulls the puppy up by the leash, now a makeshift noose, and stares at the little dog being strangled.)

Spackle: I heard that, Nino. You’re talking behind my back, telling all the little rats my secrets. Your plotting to destroy me. But what if I destroy you first?

(Spackle grabs the dog by the stomach, holding his tiny body in his palm. The dog sighs in relief, as he’s no longer being strangled.)

Spackle: I don’t think I can do it. You’re my friend, my buddy. You’ve always looked out for me, just like I look out for you. We’re a team! We always have been. What’s mine is yours. What’s yours is ours.

(Spackle looks the dog in the face.)

Spackle: But you’re just a dog. You wouldn’t betray me. I’m sorry I doubted you buddy.

(Spackle puts the dog down, who huddles up at his feet. )

Spackle: Stupid me. Ninny wouldn’t betray me. He’s my best friend. He’s just funning around with me. Heh.

(Spackle looks content. He then notices the camera.)

Spackle: You’re still here?

Cameraman: Yeah, you gotta match…

Spackle: Against Cactus?

Cameraman: Yeah…

Spackle: FUCK CACTUS. Have I not beaten him enough? I’ll crack his egg-shaped head open again, and again, and again, but for some reason I’m still wrestling him. Three times now, I’ve either beaten him or outlasted him. I’m sick of seeing him. The fact that he still has a job is pathetic, that this company can honestly do no better. They need some pale brit piece of shit for everyone from Ecos to me can kick around. This match will end as abruptly as his career did, and then I’ll turn my attention back towards other, more important things.

(Spackle looks down at the dog, still cowering at his feet.)

Spackle: I’ve got faith in you, buddy. You’re my best friend. You wouldn’t betray me, and I’m sure you’ll tell me what you were doing. And everything will be like good old times…

(Spackle looks back at the camera.)

Spackle: I guess this match is a blessing. I need a break, an activity to get my mind clear. Something where I can relax, and just do what comes naturally to me.

(Spackle looks down at the dog again.)

Spackle: And what is that buddy? Why I’m going to do what comes naturally to me, and murder me a limey piece of shit! On his own turf, no less!

(Spackle looks back at the camera.)

Spackle: You’re not even an annoyance, Cack. You’re gonna help me out, by sacrificing yourself. I’ll thank you in advance, because after it’s down on paper that I’ve beaten you a fourth and- for this company’s sake- final time, I won’t have time to bother with you.

(Spackle reaches down and picks up the dog. He looks it in the face. The dog licks him.)

Spackle: After this Blitz, my questions will be answered. And I’ll have a vendetta, against this company, the company which turned me against my best friend, and has been postponing my… our rise to the top. But, if things go sour, I’ll know the face of my enemy, my Judas, who used me and sold me out for thirty gold pieces melted down into one big hunk and slapped on a dead cow.

(It starts to rain lightly. Spackle looks up, then back at the dog.)

Spackle: Thanks for listening, Nino. At least I can count on you.

(Spackle puts the dog down, pushes the cameraman aside, and leads his little friend inside. He shuts the door behind him. The cameraman moves towards the door to open it, but it seems to have been locked.)

Cameraman: You cunt colored faggot…

(The screen goes black.)

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Short and serious. Sorta. Sorry, fellers.

[The Great JT]

A serious Spackle?! Inconcieveable! Anyway, thought I'd throw in a promo just to be in the show.

At ringside, the crowd is calm. The lights start to dim as "Anything But Down" hits. J.T. Blade comes down to the ring with a monocle, top hat, powdered wig, petticoat and leggings with the Fanatic Championship around his waist and waving a British flag while Cornelius comes down in a fake green mohawk wig, leather vest with the anarchy A on the back over a Sex Pistols shirt, ripped-up jeans and steel-toe boots and Evenflow wearing a similar outfit to J.T. Blade. The three step into the ring and J.T. calls for a mic.

J.T. Blade (in fake English accent): I say, England!
Crowd: What?!
J.T.:[/b] I say, I haven't seen so many uneducated persons in one place since I was backstage at Sole Survivor!

The crowd starts a "JT Sucks" chant.

J.T.: I say, stop that you tea-sucking trollops! I say, tell them Cornelius, old chap!
Cornelius: Oi, shut up, ye ruddy twits! God damn, I feel silly wearing this crap.
J.T. (in regular voice): Y'know, you're right. Evenflow, get the tub.

Evenflow gets a metal tub from under the ring and J.T. takes off the british clothes, exposing that he is wearing his ring clothes under the old english clothes, and throws them and the Union Jack in the tub, followed by Cornelius's clothes. Cornelius was also wearing his regular clothes. Evenflow tries to take his old english clothes off...

J.T.: Whoa, wait a minute. Flow, you've got to keep that bullshit stuff on.

Evenflow keeps the old english clothing on. Cornelius takes out a cigar and a book of matches and lights up.

J.T.: Hey, Cornelius, lemme see that matchbook.
Cornelius: Okay...

Cornelius hands over the matchbook and J.T. lights a match, lighting the English flag and the clothes on fire. "The Star-Spangled Banner" begins to play. A large United States flag unfurls over the entrance ramp.

J.T.: [/b]God bless America! And God shall bless J.T. Blade Appreciation Night!

The crowd boos and throws trash. The music cuts off.

J.T.: Ha ha, thank you all. Anyway, I felt the need that I must come out here and speak. I believe Chilly Willy said something along the lines of "I am coming for your title"? Well Willy, have at it. I welcome the challenge. Evenflow, tell him what I'll do to him.
Evenflow: I...
J.T.: Shut up! That's enough out of you. Anyway, Bishop Pastor Deacon Dollar Bill, Chilly, here's a demonstration of what I'll do to you if you get that far!

J.T. drops the mic, kicks Evenflow in the stomach and hits the Mark Of The Sword! The crowd boos as he rolls out of the ring, Cornelius grabs the mic and gives it to J.T.

J.T.: Oh, by the way, Evenflow, I want you to take a Mark Of The Sword, one of the most devastating finishers in all of wrestling! Now then, Manchester, remember J.T. Blade Appreciation Night, only here on Blitz!

Anything But Down hits again and J.T. Blade and Cornelius head backstage. Scene fades to black.

[Stare]

Man, some people really want to be fired. I'm going to do a roster evaluation sometime soon, cause certain people not promo'ing but saying they want to be active is getting annoying.

Anyways, thanks to those who promo'ed.
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