XWE Freeze Over- Week 2- Philidelphia, PA

[Hylian]

Main Event

Mr. Poku vs Hardcore Hitman

Number 2 Contendership for the XWE Championship

Damian Satania vs Mischeif vs Van Samanya
XWE WWC IM

Battle of the Contenders

Big Pappi vs Austin "The Shredder" Sheilds vs Deanie

Number 2 Contendership for the World Wrestling Championship

Hylian vs Chris Kendrick vs Floyd Rose

Numer 2 Contendership for the Iron Man Championship

The Platinum Warrior vs Lupo Roland vs Tifa Roland vs Scot "Helldogg" Crocker

Number 1 Contendership for the XWE MIddleweight Championship

Singles Match

Gravedigger vs Ryan Maynard

[Nick]

*Mischeif is sitting down in the church as the man at the alter ends the discussion on Mischeif's family. He ends it with the saying "They we're a great set of family members...and may they rest in peace." Mischeif now sits up, and walks to the bathroom. A boy tugs on his suit.*

Boy: So..what's it like?

Mischeif: What do you mean by that? What is like?

Boy: Like losing all of your famil...

*A woman, who appears to be the boy's mother, walks up to the boy and pulls him back.*

Woman: Henry! That is your cousin you are talking to, he is in a state of shock right now...I'm sorry Nick, but he's a kid and you know...he really can't control himself.

Nick: It's okay...

*Mischeif...or Nick..now enters the bathroom and looks into the mirror. He looks into it until he comes back to real day..as he is driving in the city. He appeared to be a bit stransed by the mirror, and focuses on driving. Mischeif's right eye catches something...four kids. All of them are teengers, and three of them are bullying one. He considers to keep on driving, but remembers that was him at one time. They're in a park, and he turns and parks on the side of the street.*

*Mischeif exits the car and begins to walk to the kids.*

Bully 1: Man look at this kid, what a pussy. What are you watching on that iPod of yours?

Kid: That's none of your business.

Bully 2: It is ours now...

Bully 3: Oh come on..he's probably watching some gay pornography on it or something...

All Bullies Together:

*The kid, who was sitting by a bench, gets up and goes to knock the 3rd bully to the ground, but is met by all 3 of them beating him up.*

Bully 1: Somebody take that iPod, and see what he was watching!

Kid: He..give me...my...

*The bullies keep on laughing, until they notice a man walking towards them. He doesn't appear to go by them. But gives them an intimati look.*

Bully: Did you call your boyfriend or something on us? He looks like a pussy, we will still kick his ass!

Kid: I don't even know...

Mischeif: I think you should leave that kid alone.

Bully 1: Why? What are you going to do?

Mischeif: I don't need to do anything. But I might have to.

Bully 2: Come on Ted, let's kick his ass!

*Ted (Bully 1), and Bully 2 charge Mischeif, but he simply dodges them and throws them into the fountain near-by. Mischeif shoves the 3rd bully to the ground, and he eventually runs off. Mischeif picks up the iPod that fell, and picks up the kid.*

Ted: That son of a bitch ain't worth it...let's go Jim. We'll get him eventually. Somehow.

*Mischeif wipes off the dirt, and hands it to the teenager.*

Kid: Oh..hey...thanks. I appreciate the help, but I could have done it myself...

Mischeif: I did not see you do it by yourself.

Kid: Yeah well...hey...aren't you that guy that lost his family in that...gun down?

Mischeif: I was. Do you know anything about it?

Kid: All I know was that there was some guy named Justin with the killer...nothing else I knew. He was a student in our school...he dropped out not too long before the incident.

Mischeif: That's all you know? No where he lives...no what's his last name?

Kid: No...

Mischeif: Your some help kid...

*Mischeif turns away from the kid and walks back to his car...he hops in and before he turns on the car...he slowly falls asleep and dreams.*

*Mischeif, gets out of his car and walks up to the building. The logo printed on the door is a XWE logo. He is aware of XWE, and the newest incarnation. He reads a plaster that says "Sign Ups at the front." He walks in and gets in line. There are two people in front of him. The first person appears to be possibly a staff member signing up. The person in front of him was Van Samanya. Or just Van.

Mischeif: (half asleep): Van Samanya?

*Mischeif nows wakes up from his dream...and the name Van Samanya is in his head...he hadn't known many people's name's...but he believe he knew Van's...was it Justin? Then the name Justin rung in his head..he knew the name Justin was the person who the associated killer...but could it have been...no? Mischeif knew it couldn't have been Van...he knew he didn't drop out of college. Mischeif laughed it off for a second and started up the car and drove away. He'd have to go to the school where that kid said a "Justin" dropped out. He was prepared and ready.*

[Jadewiz]

*Camera fades into Scot and Colins locker room. Scot isnt in view, but Colin is. he is also smoking weed.*

Colin: Dammit this is good shit! fuck!

*Scot walks in from the other room, holding Colins underwear*

Scot: Colin, did you drop a brownie in the lau-WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?

Colin: What does it look like im doing, im getting baked!

Scot: ... Your crazy...

Colin: And high!

Scot: and high...

Colin: and horny!

Scot: and hor- What the fuck!?

Colin: wanna get naked?

Scot: Colin. Mary Jane is illegal. stop smoking it. now.

Colin: have you ever noticed that school buses are Yellow!?

Scot: Yes i have Colin, yes i have...

Colin: Well whoop-dee-doo old Ms. Harvey

Scot: Seriously, how much have you smoked today?

Colin: ooooh, eleventy twelve?

Scot: ... im going to Taco Bell....

Colin: Get me el ollos teh tacos papel!

Scot: Colin, you just told me to get you Taco Paper...

Colin: I know! isnt that great!?

Scot: wow...

*Scot leaves the room as the camera fades*

[Jadewiz]

*Camera fades to scot getting in his convertible*

Scot: well, Colin needs help

*Colin pops up from the backseat with a cigar in his mouth*

Colin: What was that, young highlander?

Scot: Colin! First you smoke weed, now you smoke Cigars? whats next? huh? are you gonna shoot up herion, snort crack, and smoke some LSD, all the while writing "im gay" on my passed out forehead!!??

Colin: well, that rant came out of nowhere.

Scot: No, it came from me. you need help Colin. Put down that cigar. you dont need that. we need each other...

Colin: well, your gay and or high!

*Colin gets out of the car and runs away, thinking Scot was hitting on him*

Scot: ive told him the same rant 3 times this month. heh...

*Colin suddenly jumps in the passenger seat*

Colin: Are we there yet!?

Scot: COLIN! Jesus Christ dude. you do realize theres an invention called a door!

Colin: so?

Scot: SO USE IT!!!

Colin: Is it that time of month again, Panthro?

Scot: Oh dear god Colin... i thought you ended that thundercats obsession in the last incarnation of XWE...

Colin: Who is this "Colin" you speak of?

Scot: I give up. lets go get that Taco Paper...

Colin: Yay!

*Scot and Colin drive off as the camera fades*

[Van]

*The scene fades in to a familiar locker room, one with many designs and colors that cover the walls from corner to corner. The same old posters still plastered on the wall, like they follow you around, or something. To the left of our focus, an exhuberating (sp?) banner promoting love for the XWE hangs from the ceiling. To the right, is a wall, full of nothing but dust and echoes. Now to our focus, a comfortable Van Samanya and his lovely trophy wife, lay on their couch, kicking back, enjoying some alone time after settling in from their long flight from South Africa*

Van: I'm glad you could come up here tonight.

*Van mumbled, as he sat up just enough to overlook Danielle's face with his, grinning a bit as he stroked her cheek with his finger*

Danielle: Why wouldn't I?

*He continued to stroke her chin fluidly, as she smiled back at him, making him feel calm and collected, totally in control of himself. He sat up fully, extending his legs to the floor. Danielle picked up her head and waited for Van to set firmly after his stretch. He sat, and she rested her head on his knee, still looking into his eyes*

Van: Well, I figured your Mum might need you to cook dinner for the family. Your Aunt is over...not to include Uncle Jim...

Danielle: What about Uncle Jim?

*Van chuckled softly*

Van: Well, I'm surprised that woman is still married to Jim. The guy isn't exactly...

*Van raised his arms and did the Dr. Evil quote motion*

Van: "Stable."

*Van looked up from her angelic face, and focused on the T.V, reciting tunes and quotes from famous nocturnal shows, rarely viewed by any normal human being*

Danielle: Well, someone has to watch him. She told me to go. So here I am. I'm missing work for this!

*Van thought, "Whoa.", at her response. He became a little worried that he said the wrong thing, and focused his attention on the current show. A familiar tune struck his mind, forcing him to sing along*

Van: Where everybody knows...your name...do do do do do do...do!

*Danielle moved her head over just enough to see his eyes again, and laughed at his saying*

Danielle: Wow.

*Van chuckled at his own disbelief for a second, until his pesky laughing was interrupted by the ringing of Danielle's newly bought cellphone*

Danielle: Ugh. One sec.

*She moved herself away from his lap and pushed herself off of the couch. Her purse was on the counter, giving Van time to find something else to watch before she returned back to his "lap"*

Danielle: Okay, okay! I'm coming, I'm coming.

*The obnoxious "We're In Heaven" continues to play until she flips open her phone and jerks it to her ear*

Danielle: Hello?

*Van gets tired of flipping through the channels, and stands up, stretching again before he walked over to her side. A seemingly one-sided argument fills the room as Van draws near*

Danielle: No...

Van: What's up, hun?

*She turned away from him towards the door, walking away from him very slowly*

Danielle: You can't be serious. It isn't possible...

*The little squeaks of words coming from the other end of the line speed up now, Danielle having trouble understanding them*

Danielle: Okay, okay. We'll be there as soon as we can get there...next flight out of Pennsylvania. I'm bringing Van wi-. Yes Mom, he's working, and I should be too. No, no. We'll be there as soon as we can! Love you too, okay, bye.

*The scene abruptly fades to black as Danielle stands with a shocked look upon her face as they both stand in silence from the phone call...*

End promo 1.

THERE. I COLORED IT.

[TPW]

(Pride by Saliva plays, crowd goes insane)

Commentator 1: We heard this music last week. You know what that means.

Commentator 2: TPW is coming!

(Camera focuses on the entrance way but no one seems to appear from the curtains. However, on one of the balconies, the fans started cheering louder and immediately chanted "TPW" in a fast pace)

Commentator 1: TPW is up in one of the balconies!

Commentator 2: The fans there are loving it!

(Music fades and the chants continued before TPW would speak. Security is having some trouble keeping the fans back.)

TPW: TP...F'N W has come back to the land of hardcore, Philadelphia!

(Crowd Cheers)

Commentator 1: And did he say that perfectly. This city has a long history of pure hardcore wrestling here.

Commentator 2: The land of extreme!

(Crowd resumed the "TPW" chants)

TPW: Tonight is another history making night. Not only because this is the first Freeze Over show since XWE's resurrection but after a year long hiatus, TPW is coming back to that ring and do what he does best: kicking ass, take no names, beat the hell out of everyone and spare no one in sight, and show everyone here in Philly and around the world what wrestling is really about!

(Crowd Cheers. Camera zooms to a sign that says: The Pride of Wrestling)

TPW: This match I'm having tonight is not just going to be my return match, this is my chance to prove that no matter how long I've been gone for, I still have what it takes to get in that ring, endure three other world class athletes and prove my worthiness for another title run.

(Crowd Cheers)

Commentator 1: They would love to see that.

TPW: Some of them I fought before, some I'm meeting for the first time. Lupo..

Commentator 2: I can see where this is gonna go.

TPW: No matter how much respect we have for each other, we need to put all of that aside for this match because this is a match where you can't trust no one, not even your own sister!

Commentator 1: That's true.

TPW: I already got pinned for you one time, my friend, but I that I will forbid myself to do ever again and when I pull either that Judgment Slam, Hangman's Gallows or lock you in that Hangman's Knot, I will pin you on the mat or make you tap out at any cost! I still want you to know, even though we are enemies for tonight, I still want you to be at your prime in when you face me tonight and give me your best to make this match an epic classic.

(Crowd Cheers and applauses)

Commentator 2: That's what he is greedy for, and that is to have a great match.

TPW: Tifa... brother of Lupo, I've seen you overcome many odds against some of the best male wrestlers here as your brother did with wrestlers bigger than him. I'm expecting the same from you.

(Crowd applauses)

TPW: As for the Helldog, looks like we got ourselves a problem. Your backyard and the gallows is located at the same location (points to the ring). Looks like we're gonna have to see who really rules that very ring now don't we?

Commentator 1: Seemingly so.

TPW: When it is all said and done, there will be 4 world class athletes with one goal in mind, to fight for the Middleweight title and walk out as the champion. But only one of us will walk out as the second contender. I now ask you Platinumaniacs to give me all the support that I need in order to put up one hell of a match after a year of absence and come out on top that way when I fight for that title, of you will witness the beginning of an era for the Middleweight division, The Platinum Era!

(Crowd Cheers)

Commentator 2: That would make the middleweight title seem as important if not more than the world title.

TPW: Let's rehearse shall we? TPW, TPW, TPW, TPW, TPW ...

(Crowd continues the "TPW" chants)

TPW: Thank you all for your support, When I get in that ring tonight, you will be seeing the old TPW and new TPW at the same time but the results will be the same. The Pride of Wrestling is inside each and every one of you! The Platinum Era continues.

(Pride Plays, Crowd Cheers, continues chants)

Commentator 1: The Platinum Warrior seems to be really focused on his match tonight.

Commentator 2: He should be. This is his first match in over a year and this is his chance to earn the right to fight for a championship once again. Will there be a Platinum Era in the Middleweight division? Only time will tell.

(End of Promo 1)

[willstringer]

An XWE camera man waits outside the arena with very anxious looking fans. They are waiting for someone but they aren't really sure as to who they are waiting for. Banners of old favorites are raised into the air as the camera man pans to the right and back to the left. A XWE staff member adjusts his tie before he fingers the small ear piece microphone set.

XWE STAFF: "Ladies and gentlemen I welcome you to another addition of who's your favorite XWE Wrestler. We all know that this is a different XWE and so lets keep the answers to a minimum since we only have a limited amount of time. Before the Superstars make their appearances." *He moves towards the crowd* "You there young man." *A boy looks up at him* "Who is your favorite Superstar?"

LITTLE BOY: "Gravedigger!!!!" *He points up at the XWE Staff member*

XWE STAFF: "Oh no there little guy I'm not Gravedigger. What makes you think that I am?"

LITTLE BOY: "You dress like him!"

People near the boy laugh and the Staff Member frowns before he moves on. He approaches a young woman and gets ready to aks her a question the rumble of a car approaches and the camera man pans to the noise and shows a limo approaching the main entrance of the arena.

XWE STAFF: "Who could this be I'm not even finished yet."

The limo comes to a stop and the fans begin to cheer and wonder as to who is in the back seat. The driver gets out of the limo and looks very pale.

XWE STAFF: "Charley whats the matter you look as if you had seen a ghost."

CHARLEY: "You have no idea."

The staff member looks at the limo's passenger door as Charley opens it and out steps a giant of a man. His face is hidden by a cloth mask only his cold and hard blue eyes are showing. Charley swallows loudly and backs away as the big man closes the door himself.

XWE STAFF: "Who are you?"

CHARLEY: "Don't ask questions just let him go by."

XWE STAFF: "Look I don't care if you managed to intimidate my friend here but you wont intimidate me there big man or is it three short guys hidden underneath those clothes?"

BIG MAN: "Why don't you find out for yourself?"

The interviewer hesitates and Charley lets out a sigh of relief and looks at the interviewer in shock as he punches the big man in the stomach with all his might. The blow doesn't even register but the interviewer begins to shake his hand in obvious pain.

BIG MAN: "Satisfied?"

XWE INTERVIEWER: "Not yet. Show your face and maybe just maybe I'll let you go inside."

CHARLEY: "Oh not that question."

The cold eyes study the interviewer closely and then he shrugs his shoulders. His large hand comes up and removes the cloth mask and there is dead silence and he smiles. It was the kind of welcome that he wanted to hear. His smile grows wider but it never melts the coldness in his eyes as he walks throught an opening the fans had made for him all the way to the entrance.

XWE INTERVIEWER: "That was.... That was.... It couldn't be...... He's supposed to be dead."

LITTLE BOY: "Gravedigger!!!!!"

GRAVEDIGGER: "Its good to be home."

Gravedigger opens the door to the arena and the fans behind him begin to cheer and his smile turns into a sheet of ice as he looks around the entrance way. The people that are there stop what they are dooing and look at him in shock. He points at a woman and she utters a squeak.

GRAVEDIGGER: "Show me the way to the locker rooms."

WOMAN: "Yes sir." *She nervously motions him to follow*

Scene fades as Gravedigger pushes her to the locker rooms.

(End of Promo 1)

[Van]

*The scene fades into Van's locker room, where both him and Danielle stand in silence. She continues to pace around the room with her cellphone still in her hand as she gnaws at her fingernails*

Van: Who was that?

*Van broke the silence as he walked casually over to the refrigorator, bending over a little to search the refrigorator from front to back, finding only a Gatorade and a ketchup packet*

Van: Honey?

*He grabbed the Gatorade as he turned to walk over to his lady in distress, closing the door with his shoe. He opened his Gatorade with a click, and stood in her pacing path*

Van: What's wrong?!?

*She stopped, and turned around to face him in place*

Danielle: He's dead...!

Van: Who's dead?

*She began to tear the eyes, the water glistening in the light from the ceiling. Van predicted the rest, and hurried to her as quick as he could. Embracing his wife, she began to tear like a waterfall, all over his favorite shirt, too*

Danielle: My brother Dan...

*Among the sniffles and the T.V, Van couldn't hear anything she said. He kept her head on his chest, and leaned over to the nightstand and put his Gatorade down, and turned off the T.V*

Van: Your mother?!

*She looked up from her burrow in his chest*

Danielle: My brother!

Van: Oh.

*She looked back down and continued to sob over his apparent "death"*

Van: Well, what happened?

*She took her head away from his chest, and wiped away the tears from her cheeks with only her fingers. Van assisted her with the Kleenex from the table*

Danielle: Well, the person that called was my Mom, after they had finished eating breakfast.

*Van thought, "It's fucking 8 at night. Who ha-...oh. The time change..*

Van: Yeah..

Danielle: She said he finished up early and went back outside to play with his friend Timmy. She said they came back from the other side of the house, somewhere by the Train Station that brings you into the city.

Van: Uh-oh.

Danielle: Yeah.

*Van jumped to conclusion as he always does, but kept his epiphony to himself*

Danielle: They left through the backdoor and hurried out of the family's sight as fast as they could, running, laughing, all the way there.

Van: So what's bad about that?

*Danielle stopped her explanation momentarily to look at her pink Razr, flipping it open to view the time*

Danielle: Shit.

*Instantly, she closed it and hurried to her baggage in the corner of the room, leaving Van to ponder by himself*

Van: Uhh...what're you doing?

*She vigorously took her bag off of it's leaning position on the wall, violently setting it on the floor, and opening the zipper with ease. Van walked back over to his couch, grabbing his Gatorade, and plopped down on the seat as turned on the T.V.*

Van: Hey, look! More Cheers!

*At the very sound of the closing theme for the Roseanne show, she stopped her packing and turned around, almost falling from her crouch position*

Danielle: What're you doing? We have to go!

*Van put the T.V on mute, and begged to differ*

Van: Hun, I have work, in like, 10 minutes. I can't go with you.

*She ran into the next room, grabbing a huge pile of her clothes from a chair, and running back into the room, her "delicate" pieces of clothing falling from the large pile as she stuffed them into her suitcase. Van got up, and walked over to assist her with packing*

Van: You dropped that.

*He crouched down as well, picking up a pair of her panties by the lace edging, holding them to his eye-level for examination*

Van: I remember buying you the-

*She turned around from her packing and snatched them out of his hands and stuffed it in with the rest of her wardrobe*

Van: Okay, sorry. Look, I'll call my driver, he'll pick you up, you can stay here until the front desk calls, and he'll escort you to the airport.

Danielle: But-

Van: Danielle. I can't go. This is my job. My passion. I'm on in...

*Van checks the clock above them on the wall, and looks back into her eyes*

Van: 7 minutes.

*Van sighs, and sulks a bit in place*

Van: I'm sorry.

*The scene fades with Danielle zipping up her suitcase with part of her shirt hanging out. She lifts it up, pulls the handle out, and rolls it behind her as she walks to the door, leaving Van the only one in sight as the scene fades to black*

End promo 2.

I LIKE PIE.

[Jadewiz]

*Scot and Colin are in the ring. Colin has a burrito in his hand. Scot calls for a mic and is thrown one. Colin also calls for one. needless to say, he catches it with his face and falls to the mat in pain*

Nigel: Well, that was enjoyable.

Larry: Shush, Scots talking.

Nigel: No hes not, hes holding the mic, you dumba-

*Larry punches Nigel in the mouth, and Nigel is instantly knocked out*

Larry: Mmm, Silence...

*Scot lifts the mic to his mouth and starts talking*

Scot: So... Tonight I fight my Former Tag partner

*Faint "Hardcore Uproar" Chant is heard. The chant fades away and Scot continues*

Scot: Im also fighting his sister... and The Plutonium Warrior...

Colin: *still on the ground* PLATINUM!!

Scot: Shut up, or ill stomp a mudhole in your ass...

*The crowd gasps in horror*

Scot: Jay Kay... I would never do that to my dear Colin

*All together, the crowd breathes a sigh of relief*

Scot: So, this "Warrior" has a Territory problem. My yard is apperently in the same place as the "Hollows"

Colin: GALLOWS!!

Scot: BE QUIET AND EAT YOUR TACO PAPER!

Colin: Fine!

Scot: Ahem... Well TPW, in "My Yard", There is no mercy for trespassers. Tonight, im not going to stop until i see your blood on my grounds. Lupo, there will be no helping him out. i'd be happy to spill your blood too! the more the messier... Now, theres one little problem. Tifa... Tifa, Tifa, Tifa... You see, my mommy told me to never, ever, in my life, hit a girl...

Colin: What a coincidence! my mom told me that too!

Scot: ... Well then. While I do respect my mothers wishes, I must tell her something. Mom, if youre watching... Wishes dont come true.

*Scot drops the mic and walks away, Colin following*

[Mistah Poku]

*Battle without Honor and Humanity is played as Mr. Poku walks into the ring. The ring is set up with one green chair. As Mr. Poku goes down, he doesn't even acknowledge the fans with their hands out. He tells the announcer to open the ropes for him.
Mr. Poku sits down in the chair, and pulls a book out of his pocket.*

Mr. Poku: Greetings to everyone here. All you all know, I, Willaim Poku am successful. Last week I proved this by beating Hylian in the ring. The old Poku would have lost like he usually did. I bet you are all wondering, "Mr. Poku, how can I be successful like you?"

Nigel: I'd sure like to know, wouldn't you, Larry?

Larry: They say money can change a person, Nigel.

Mr. Poku: Well, in this book here, it will explain to you that there is no possible way, you can ever be successful like me. I pointed that out in many ways in the book. You people are simply wolves. You try to feed off the money of hard working people like myself. You can never truly be successful because unlike me, you all have things that waste your money. Wife, kids, parents, and siblings are all just big money guzzlers and they aren't neccessary for life...well your parents are but once you are born you can get rid of them.

Larry: That's disgusting! I've had enough to hear of this.

Mr. Poku: What a fool I was when I started here. Now I know what success is. The more you people beg for money the more those damn liberals in Congress give it to you. Go out and get a job! I do this simply because I enjoy wrestling. Look at how much money people waste on this. No wonder WWE is still in business. You people don't care about talent or morals. You only care about success! I am better then all of you because I have money!

Nigel: I can't believe what I am hearing! Can money really change a person like this?

Mr. Poku: AFter beating the supposed owner of this new XWE, I got to thinking. What if I owned XWE? What if I called the shots? I am not in this position of power but money is what controls everything so I am going to place a 100,000 dollar bounty on the next superstar who wrongs me. The person who makes sure they never make it to the ring gets the money. Hardcore Hitman, that's just something for you to keep in mind incase you have any ideas of beating me tonight.

Promo 1 of 1

[TUDRoland]

*Addicted to Chaos starts playing and Lupo comes out, dressed in his regualar clothes, with a mircophone already in hand. The crowd starts to cheer for a little bit when Lupo comes from the curtain, but as the music dies down, so does the cheering. Though Lupo has the attention of the crowd, he wait for a few moments before speaking, looking around as he usually does, getting a good look at the crowd.*

Larry: What do you think he's going to say?

Nigel: I think we're about to find out.

Lupo: *smiles, then yells into the mic:* HELLLOOOO PHILIDELPHIA! *cheap pop cheer* Since basically everybody came out here tonight and talked, I might as well speak my peace. Don't worry, this will be short. Tonight, as you all know by now, I'm in a fatal fourway with three other people, all of which I have some sort of connection with. TPW, my very first rival in this business. Scot, one of my close friends and former tag partner. And Tifa, my very own sister. Now, I'm not going to go on a rant about my opponents, because, well everything I planned on saying was already said by my opponents. And I respect all of them. But as TPW said, this isn't about respect. This match tonight isn't this a 'friendly' wrestling match. No...when it comes down to it, this is for a number one contendership, and because of that no one in that ring will hold back. Good. I expect nothing less.

*Addicted to Chaos starts playing once again as Lupo goes back through the curtain*

Nigel: Wow, he really did keep that short.

*Backstage, Lupo puts the mic down on a table by the curtain, the starts walking back to his lockerroom. Looking at the clock he passes on the way, he counts down the time left until the match. Because of this, he doesn't notice Matthew Benedict walking along beside him trying to get his attention. Matthew taps Lupo's shoulder which snaps him back to reality*

Matthew: Hey, Lupo! Stop for a moment.

Lupo: Hm?

Matthew: You made a nice, short, speech out there, but you really didn't answer our questions.

Lupo: Questions? What do you mean?

Matthew: Well, the big question that kept coming up among us was where were you last week? You didn't show up until like a minute before the match.

Lupo: That isn't any of your concern. I was out doing things.

Matthew: I don't think that is good enough for the fans.

Lupo: If you must know, I'll tell you some other time. As of right now, I got to get ready for a match.

*Lupo walks away, leaving Matthew Benedict a bit ticked for not answering his question*

[Floyd Rose]

(A pensive crowd awaits the music of the new wrestler, though there is little known about him, minus the reputation. With no warning, the lights completely die, and "Revolution is My Name" blasts through the arena. Pandemonium strikes the crowd.)

Commentator 1 (Larry): Well, Nigel, this has been a long time coming, has it not? Floyd Rose. A wrestler in the XWE with such a commanding aura that can get a crowd riled up with his very first appearance.

Commentator 2 (Nigel): I couldn't agree more, Larry! I am almost certain that this will be a night to remember, yet I'm not even sure who this guy is! I have heard stories, but who what this man is here for is, I'm sure, the question on everybody's mind!

(Floyd Rose slowly walks out from behind the curtain with a mic in his hand and walks down the lit ramp, the only source of light in the whole arena, minus the flashes of cameras from every square inch of the stands.)

Commentator 1: Well, I have a good feeling that most, if not all our answers, will be answered here and now. This man has something to say, and God knows I'll be listening to every word that comes out of his mouth.

(Floyd reaches the ring climbs the turnbuckle, and raises his hands to the ceiling, acknowledging, saluting and thanking everybody in the place. The lights flash and strobe, the crowd roars right back at him.)

Commentator 2: My God, what a grand entrance! I can't be certain, but I have the distinct feeling we are seeing the risings of a spectacular new Champion!

(Floyd Rose climbs down into the ring, the lights steady. He raises a finger to his lips, and the commotion dies.)

Floyd: Ahhhhh.......... How the fuck you doing, Philly?!

(The crowd erupts in deafening cheering. Floyd silences them again.)

Floyd: You may have a few questions about who I am, what I do, and why I'm here. And I have absolutely no problem with filling you in on the details. Who's interested?

(Every hand in the arena instantly goes up amid the cheers, even Larry's and Nigel's.)

Floyd: As some of you may know, I am Mr. Floyd D. Rose, nicknamed by my peers the Master Exploder!

(Floyd lets the crowd go nuts, then continues with his story.)

Floyd: In time, I will disclose who I am and where I am from when the moment is right. That is unimportant right now. But what is important, what all of you people here in Philadelphia, all those who are listening back stage, and all across this great nation, should know right now, is that that I am here to prove to all that I am the BEST!! I have spent my life proving my dominance, my superiority, to all who would dare challenge me!! And now, I come to the XWE to establish my reign as the greatest warrior that has ever walked this earth!! Starting tonight in the ring with Hylian and Chris Kendrick!! Let me hear it!!

(The arena rumbles with yells, cheers, feet stamping, clapping. Revolution in My Names starts up again, Floyd drops the mic on the mat, and climbs on the turnbuckle again, raising his arms and yelling as loud as he can.)

Commentator 2: Well its absolutely settled now, Larry! Before I had a feeling he was going to be an XWE legend, but now, I am 100% positive! This is truly a day to be remembered!

Commentator 1: Thats right Nigel, but lets not jump the gun too soon. Only time will show us what this world class athlete can do in a business as tough as the XWE. This isn't San Jose, and proving himself here will be a much bigger chore than he ever could have imagined.

(Floyd jumps out of the ring, and walks back up the ramp and behind the curtain. His music continues to play as the crowd gives him a standing ovation as he exits. Eventually the lights and the music dies down along with the crowd.)

[TPW]

(TPW is seen in his locker room stretching before his match, Crowd Cheers)

(Someone knocks on the door.)

TPW: Who is it?

(Unknown): I want to interview you about your match tonight. You have a second?

(TPW sighs and looks up to the ceiling irritated)

TPW: Yeah sure. Come in.

(The interviewer walks in)

Interviewer: TPW, moments ago, we have gotten replies about what you said about your match tonight from Lupo and Scott "Helldog" Crocker. What do you have to say?

TPW: First of, my response to Lupo is that he is right on what he said tonight. No matter how much respect we have for each other, we got to put all that aside for tonight because this ain't about respect tonight. Each of us has a dream, each of us has a goal and each of us want to accomplish something in our careers no matter how big or small the impact will be.

(Crowd Cheers and applauses)

TPW: And if it is respect that we have to drop for that match in order to achieve our goals and dreams and put up a great match, that's fine. The match will have more value anyways if we give every single ounce of our energy to take everyone down to make the win.

(Crowd applauses)

Commentator 1: Great point by TPW.

Interviewer: And what about Helldog?

TPW: Helldog said something similar what Lupo said. This won't be a friendly match. However, he said he wants to see all of us bleed. (Chuckles). Hell, that's what wrestling in Philly is all about ain't it? This is the land of the extreme!

(Crowd Cheers)

TPW: If you want a bloodbath, you got it! This will bring all of these hardcore fans back to some great and brutal memories.

(Crowd Cheers and chants "We want blood!")

TPW: See what I mean? Lupo said tonight is not about respect and he wants it that way. The Helldog said he was going to make this a bloodbath. I agree with both of those and they are gonna get what they want because that's what the fans want and that's what I want.

(Crowd Cheers and chants "TPW!")

TPW: Here in Philly, most matches end up having one wrestler beat his or her opponent to a bloody pulp with no remorse or regret. They put all respect behind and do whatever it takes to leave that arena as the winner. They are gonna see another of those tonight. That is TPW's promise.

(Crowd Cheers and applauses)

Commentator 2: So it looks like the hardcore Philly fans are gonna see the brutality they love to see in that ring once again. Question is, how brutal can it be?

Commentator 1: I guess we're just gonna have to wait and see.

(End of Promo 2)

[Jadewiz]

*Scots in his dressing room, putting on his trenchcoat for the match*

Scot: Hey Colin, where's my HU Shirt?

*there is no response*

Scot: Colin?

*The ceiling suddenly crumbles, and Colin falls from it*

Scot: Colin, what the hell were you doing up there?

Colin: Yup...

Scot: Yup what?

Colin: You have millions of weasels in the walls, of course. You've got wall weasles!

Scot: Sure Colin, now wheres my HU shirt?

Colin: Oh, that old shirt? its in the fridge.

Scot: Why is my shirt in the fridge?

Colin: Why isnt it?

Scot: Whatever...

*Scot walks over to the fridge to get his shirt. there is a knock on the door*

Scot: Its open!

*The door opens and Mike Pastore walks in, holding an oversized box, wrapped in wrapping paper and tied in a bow*

Scot: Mike?! Is that you!?

Mike: Of course it is. I brought you a gift for your match tonight.

Scot: Oh Mike, you shouldnt have!

*Scot grabs the box and runs over to the corner of the room and rips it open like a kid on christmas morning. He takes off the top of the box and gasps. he stops for a second and looks at colin*

Scot: Colin, look at this!

*Colin looks into the box*

Colin: Holy shit!

*Scot and Mike stare at Colin for a few seconds*

Scot: You know, i think thats the first time i've ever heard you swear!

Colin: What?! I Swore!?!?

*Colin runs into the bathroom and gargling is heard. Colin can also be heard yelling "forgive me mommy!"*

Mike: Well, that was quite entertaining.

*Scot looks back into the box, picks up the object, and stands up. the camera pans up fast enough to not show the object*

Scot: I cant take this. It was my present to you.

Mike: I know. Now its my present to you for tonight. Just give it back. After you win.

Scot: Oh, I'll more than win...

*Scot and Mike walk out of the room and shut the door behind them. the camera pans over to the box. It is covered in blood, and obviously Torn up on the inside. The camera focuses on the words that are written on the box, "The Weapon", as the camera fades*

[xDeniedx]

Damian's exiting his limo in the parking lot and a camera man quickly catches up and begins filming him.

Damian: God, always in a rush to capture anything. Might as well say what I gotta say now so you'll get out of my damn face.

Damian goes over by a wall drops his bag and leans back against it.

Damian: Okay, so I'm cutting it close to curtain time. To be honest, I wasn't even sure I was going to bother showing tonight. You see, It's me vs van vs mischief, for what? Nothings on the line, nothings there to lose. Sure, you could argue the point well, being considering the most dangerous of the contender's is on the line, but then again I remember, oh right I'm Damian Satania, I am the most lethal person here. Sure, you could argue that there is the match to lose, and again I'd happily just lie down at the bell and let someone pin me. You think i'm crazy? Lazy? Unmotivated? No. You see it's simple, why waste my energy and take the risk of being injured to back up the fact that I am better than those two. I'm the top dog, going after the top title, and that means more to me than winning some match to prove i'm better than two guys who know I'm better than them.

Damian begins heading towards the door into the building with his bag. He opens it and turns his head back to the camera.

Damian: Call me arrogant, call my "bluff", say i'm all talk and no game. It doesn't matter what you choose to say in the end. Because this match is meaningless to me. I'll go out there and I'll work them over, and someone will take a Fall From Heaven and my hand will be raised once again. I'll go out there, I'll do my thing, and then I'll come tell you all again why it was pointless. By then you'll probably agree with me. Then again, if you don't agree with me already, I'll happily push the bandwagon down a hill.

Damian turns back and walks through the door, the camera fades out as the door closes.