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Post by Hylian on Aug 27, 2007 13:47:36 GMT -5
-Main Event- Tyrant vs Gravedigger
Martyrs of Mayhem vs Rise Against Tuesdays
Hylian vs Fuse vs Frankie G
The Platinum Warrior vs Mr. Great
Big Pappi vs Floyd Rose Special Guest Referee - Mischeif Number 1 Contendership for the World Wrestling Championship
Wei-Yan vs Deanie vs Raevin
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Post by Van on Aug 27, 2007 20:08:00 GMT -5
*The really kick-ass scene cuts from a Menard’s commercial, where you obviously save big money when you shop there. Anyway. The camera focuses into a moderately large room, filled with crowds of reporters and flashing lights. Behind a crowded wooden table, sits Lupo Roland and Van Samanya. Among the reporters are the familiar Matthew Benedict, Katelyn Ross, Leonard Chaplin, and a few other fairly recognizable XWE staff surround the two men as they lead them into question*
Man: Question for Lupo Roland.
*From the swarm of foldable chairs arises a man, nothing short of behemoth stature. He stands tall among them, flaring his red hair up into a fohawk seems to be of his fancy*
Man: Hi. Rick Ross from Channel 12 news at...12.
*Rick shakes off the awkwardness as a few people stare at him, making him uncomfortable*
Rick: If you fail to accomplish your set objective, will your team stay together? Or is this just thrown together for the Tag Team tournament?
Lupo: Well, we haven't had much time to really sit down and "talk" about being in a Tag Team. We're yet to decide, but we'll keep you updated as it happens.
*Rick puts his pencil and paper to work as he writes fast, almost scribbling to try and keep up with Lupo’s pace.
Lupo: It's pretty much undecided like I told you, but we're going to discuss it pretty much after this is done.
*Rick sits back down into his chair, bumping shoulders with the woman in red next to him. Immediately, another man stands up. His dark rimmed glasses give him an “emo” look, except he has the blonde hair cut like any normal human being should. Dressed in blue, he adjusts his shirt and raises a hand*
Van: Uh...you.
*Van points lazily in Matthew’s direction, causing him to briefly check his surroundings to see if he’s the only one up*
Matthew: This question is for Van. Are you taking any precautions or watching any film to prepare for your match against the Martyrs of Mayhem?
Van: No. Next question.
*Lupo looks at him funny, trying to give Van a hint. Van whispers an inaudible “what?” as they converse to each other silently*
Van: Uh...
*Van turns his head towards the microphone and looks at Matt, quickly trying to think of an answer*
Van: ...yeah. I’ve faced Damian before, but he wasn’t really there, if you know what I mean. I don’t have any experience with Hardcore Hitman, so I’m thinking I’ll have to pick up on their fighting styles and tendencies through film.
*Lupo leans in to the microphone and looks at Van, again*
Lupo: Wow.
*Van turns to Lupo with a smile on his face, in self-amazement as well. Van turns back to the reporters and crew, noticing it went quiet after the word “film”*
Matt: Did you just make that up? Or was that planned.
Van: Haha! Yeah I know, kind of weird, wasn’t it?
*The woman, previously bumped by the shoulder, stands up hastily from her seat, also equipped with writing utensils. The color of her unique dress matches the color of her hair, as she was a mere 5’7’’, tall, skinny, loaded from the front and the rear. Easy on the eyes, she put forth her question*
Woman: Hi. Mary Jane from Channel 3. I understand from previous information that you’ve both held Tag Team titles for quite awhile. Do you think it’ll be hard to adjust to new people, and new challenges in time for the match?
Van: Well, from “previous information”, Lupo and myself have been friends since fucking High School. You should probably bleep that out, they’ll want you to. Anyway. I’m pretty sure we’re friend enough to be able to work together. We can work together, too. If you want...
Lupo: What my partner is trying to say, is that we’ll be ready when the time comes.
*Lupo sent shifty eyes as a reaction to his own sayings at the audience. A cameraman coughed and dropped his camera, causing a few of the reporters to jump in their seats, knocking the other person away from their chairs. The camera fell and shattered the glass covering a fire extinguisher, setting off the alarm*
Lupo: Oh jeez.
*As predicted, the water sprinklers located on the ceiling burst into a rain as the water fell onto the heads of the innocent, causing havoc and riot through out the room. Without hesitation, Matthew ran over to the door, water dripping from his chin as he covered his head with his notepad and ran to the door*
Matthew: Everyone through here!
*A guard near the door pulls open the door with the handle, flinching from the rain as the ladies in high heels baby-stepped out of the room with their journals covering their hair. Because we all know that took so long to get that way. Van finds a door located on the direct opposite side of the room, pointing it out to the agitated Lupo Roland next to him*
Van: Let’s get out of here!
*Van and Lupo wait until the very last members of the crew were tailing behind the backstage-passed equipped fans on their way out. Van rain over to the fire door and kicked it open, running outside. Lupo followed behind Van as they both stopped, noticing they were in a garage*
Lupo: Look, taxi!
*Van and Lupo make their way down the short flight of concrete stairs as Van runs around the back to the other side. Lupo quickly opens the door and gets in, strapping the seatbelt on before closing the door*
Van: Take us anywhere but here. Those reporters were starting to get annoying, anyways...
*The scene fades with the camera staying put as the taxi speeds off screen as the scene fades to black*
End promo 1, beeotch!
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Post by y2gee on Aug 27, 2007 21:36:21 GMT -5
Promo 1
The camera is shown in Mr. Great's locker. The camera then zooms in on his bathroom door. Mr. Great steps out of the bathroom, recently showered, with new clothes on and sits on a comfy red couch. He turns on the TV and begins watching it.
TV Voices 1: Do you want me?
TV Voice 2: Yes. Fuck me now.
(Knock on the door)
Mr. Great changes the channel quickly and goes answer the door. At the door a guy with a blue and red uniform meets him.
Guy: Sir, These flowers were ordered to this locker room.
Mr. Great: (supisously looking at the flowers): Who are they from?
Guy: The person requested to remain anonymous, but you can read the note that's in the flowers.
Mr. Great: Is that all? Why the hell are you still here?
Guy leaves.
Mr. Great: I hope it's from Victoria. Maybe she did like our date!
Mr. Great picks up the note and begins to read. WHO AM I? I'M YOUR WORST ENEMY. IF YOU LOOK AROUND YOU WILL SEE THAT YOUR DOG POOPERS IS MISSING. YEAH, WELL THAT'S BECAUSE I TOOK HIM. IF YOU WANT TO SEE HIM BACK, THEN GO TO THE CAFE OUTSIDE THE ARENA AT 6 PM. NO LATER.
Mr. Great, with a horrified look, runs to Poopers’ bed in the locker room and finds that he’s really gone. The audience is laughing at Mr. Great as they see this on the titantron.
Mr. Great: What the fu*k!!!!!! My dog Poopers Scoopers!!!
Mr. Great: He was a Purebred! I gotta find him.
Mr. Great rushes out of the locker room as scene fades.
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Post by willstringer on Aug 28, 2007 9:26:50 GMT -5
[glow=blue,2,300]Scene comes into focus of Gravediggers grave and a giant hole in the center of it. Heavy breathing can be heard on the microphone but there is no one in sight. The camera man moves the camera in a full circle of the grave yard. The breathing continues and a sigh of frustration comes from the camera man. Foot steps cause the breathing to cut short and the camera man swings his camera around to reveal Stacy. She is wearing a torn white dress, white shoes, white gloves and white makeup on her face. Around her eyes is a small amount of black. Her lips are a deep red close to the color of blood. The only part of her body that moves at the moment is her eyes. She hardly breaths as she looks around the darkness. The breathing starts up again only this time it is more controlled than the first time.[/glow]
In the arena everyone in the stands and on the floor are silent waiting for the big man to make his appearance. Out in the ring is Vanessa holding onto a mic and in front of her is Matt Benedict. He holds onto another mic in one hand and in the other is his note book full of notes.
LARRY: "Nigel I don't like the looks of that smile that is one Matt's face."
NIGEL: "Neither do I but I have to admit that guy knows how to get the information he needs from someone without even asking you directly."
LARRY: "Just like he did when you first started working for this company?"
NIGEL "How did you find out about that?"
Larry just smiles and looks back at the dark titantron and his eyes drift down to the ring where Matt is adjusting his coat, not that it really needs to be adjusted. Vanessa clutches her mic as if she wants to bash him over the head with it.
VANESSA: "What do you want Matt. I don't have time for your stupid questions."
MATT: "What I want to know Vanessa is." *He looks at his note book.* "Where is Gravedigger?"
The fans cheer when Matt says the big man's name and he cringes at their sudden outburst while Vanessa stands still and smiles eerily. Matt takes a few steps away from her.
VANESSA: "Gravedigger is everywhere Matt you should know that."
NIGEL: "Ha! she made a rhyme!"
LARRY: "Noticed did you?"
MATT: "He isn't everywhere he's buried alive and surly dead by now."
Vanessa's smile melts away and she begins to scowl. Where she was once a beautiful woman her face seems to have changed its shape to look more grotesque. Matt backs away to a corner of the ring and Vanessa takes a step forward. The lights go out and the fans cheer wildly and the titantron lights up once more with Stacy looking at the grave.
She looks at the camera man and motions him forward. He cautiously looks down the hole to see the interior of the coffin. Stacy stops the camera man with both hands as the hole begins to refill itself. Both of them stagger back and the hole finally disappears.
LARRY: "Did you see that?"
NIGEL: "I saw it but what interests me the most is all that blood at the bottom of Gravedigger's coffin."
LARRY: "I thought it was blood but I couldn't be sure."
NIGEL: "Come on Larry we have been around blood long enough. That was definitely blood. Gravedigger's blood, who knows, but it was definitely blood."
Stacy and the camera man test the ground where the hole was and they sigh in relief that they weren't imagining things. She looks around and opens her mouth.
VOICE: "You won't find him here foolish bitch."
STACY: "Well Chris. I never thought I would hear your voice again."
VOICE: "Chris no longer exists bitch. You will call me master before the day is done."
Stacy throws her head back and laughs. Her laughter echoes in the grave yard and the camera man moves around her trying to see who was talking to them but a mist begins to close in around them.
STACY: "Us call you master? Chris you are nothing like him. So why do you continue to try and be something that caused you to bite off more than you can chew?"
VOICE: "You will see how well I can handle myself bitch. He can't help you know."
[glow=blue,2,300]Scene fades as the mist closes around them and the camera man begins to gag as if the mist is carrying some strange smell. Stacy stays standing as the camera falls from the gasping mans hands. Laughter echoes in the grave yard and the sound of a shovel being driven into the ground begins to drown it out. Stacy calls out but there is no answer.[/glow] [/size]
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Post by TPW on Aug 29, 2007 21:11:21 GMT -5
Matt Benedict: Ladies & gentlemen, I give you the new XWE Middleweight Champion, The Platinum Warrior.
(Crowd Cheers as they see TPW walk to the camera holding the Middleweight title over his shoulders)
Matt Benedict: TPW, all I want to say is congratulations for your huge victory over Gravedigger at Golden Road and winning the Middleweight title. How does it feel to be at the top of the game again?
TPW: First thing I want to say is... The Platinum Era has...BEGUN! (Raises the belt with his right arm)
(Crowd Cheered and Chants "TPW")
TPW: I wouldn't really say that I'm on top of the game just yet. You see, this is only the Middleweight title, I'm on top of the Middleweight division. If I was on top of the game, I would be either the World Wrestling Champion or XWE Champion by now.
Larry: He's got a point.
Matt Benedict: Do you have any thoughts about challenging for one of those two in the future?
TPW: You know, for now, I think this belt right here (pats the belt) is good enough for me. Look at it. It's even my color. To tell the truth, I think it looks pretty damn good on me. So whenever I either lose this title or get tired of carrying this over my shoulders, which I doubt that will ever happen, then I may be considering challenging for one of those two belts.
(Crowd Cheers & Applauses)
Nigel: Smart decision by TPW.
Matt Benedict: Now let's go back to Golden Road. We witnessed probley one of the greatest matches to ever take place in Golden Road history & XWE history...
Crowd: That match ruled!
Matt Benedict: ...you defeated Gravedigger by burying him alive and you won that belt you are holding right now. Despite all the mind games he played on you, why did you dig him out of his grave?
TPW: I figured that it was time to put an end to the feud. We already fought in a match that was considered to be match of the night and when that normally happens, the feud would end right there. So I did the same by digging him out of his grave and raised his hand as a show of respect. He earned my respect by giving me the best match of my career. So I decided to return the favor.
Larry: Return the favor?
Matt Benedict: What do you mean by that?
TPW: You know about this tag team tournament that is coming up right? I figured that since the Dead Man & I made great rivals, we would also make a great alliance. We both agreed to enter that tournament. My goal for that is take anyone we face in that tournament out of the picture and earn us, especially him what we deserve, championship gold. So Platinumaniacs...
(Crowd Cheers)
TPW: ...at Golden Road, we walked in as heroes and we walked out as legends, Digger & I thought it would be only suitable that we call ourselves The Urban Legends! So be sure to check the Urban Legends in action in the tournament next week!
(Crowd Cheered and chants "Urban Legends!")
Nigel: What an announcement by TPW!
Matt Benedict: So it seems like you and Gravedigger have next week all planned out but tonight however, each of you have your own things to worry about. Gravedigger will be facing Tyrant in the main event and you will be facing Mr. Great. Do you have any comments or plans about your match tonight?
TPW: Well I remember watching his matches while I was healing from his injuries and you got to admit, despite his arrogance, he says what he says he is, great. Even the two of us have something in common, the crowd is one way we get our momentum. When the crowd chants "TPW"...
Crowd: TPW TPW TPW!
TPW: ...then that's where I get my extra boost. When the fans boo Mr. Great, he gets his extra boost. Mr. Great, you may say what you are but you know what, I think there's something missing, there's a piece of a puzzle that is missing to prove your worthiness to true greatness.
(TPW raises his belt with his right arm again. Crowd cheered and applaud)
TPW: This is what proves that you are the without a shadow of the doubt, one of the greatest wrestlers today and in history. And by looking at your weight class, I say that you could very well be a worthy contender for this belt.
Larry: This could be very interesting.
Matt Benedict: What are you saying?
TPW: I'm making an offer. Mr. Great, tonight, you are not just facing The Pride of Wrestling or the judge, the jury & the executioner in the gallows tonight, you will be fighting yet another wrestler that is considered to be one of the very best by fans and staff alike. You think you either defeat or at least endure that kind of greatness? Tonight is your ultimate test. If you either pin me, make me submit or even last over 20 minutes against me, then I might as well give you a title shot at the next Pay-Per-View, No Regrets!
(Crowd Cheers)
Nigel: I remember seeing TPW trying to make as much impact as possible as HWF Champion and now we are seeing it again.
TPW: When that 20 minute mark passes, it doesn't matter if you win or you lose, you'll still have the opportunity to face me for the Middleweight title. Just put a lot of effort during that time, not by just running away from me and hiding under the ring waiting for 20 minutes to pass. What do ya say? Deal or no deal? Choice is yours.
(Crowd Cheers & Applauses)
Matt Benedict: Thanks for your time TPW and good luck in your match tonight and good luck to both you and Gravedigger in the upcoming tag team tournament.
(End of Promo 1)
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Post by TUDRoland on Aug 29, 2007 21:47:00 GMT -5
*The taxi speeds down the highway, weaving in and out of traffic, getting as far away from the arena as it possibly could. Lupo looks out the window, seeing the blurs past by as Van searches his being for his cell phone. At a moments notice, he whips it out and dials a number, jamming the number pad with his fingers as he dials it. Putting it by his ear, the phone rings on the other side. The anticipation is shown on Van's face as the phone continues to ring. The phone is picked up and a woman's voice answers*
Danielle: Hello?
Van: Danielle, get out of the hotel. We need to get the fuck out of here.
Danielle: What?! Why? Is there something wrong?
Van: I'll tell you when I get there. Just get out of the hotel. This is urgent.
*Van hangs up the phone and puts it back in his pocket. He takes a glance outside the speeding scenery then leans forward toward the driver*
Van: To the Athenuem Suite Hotel, we need to pick somebody up.
*The driver keeps his focus on the road as he drives. His eyes glances over to the rear view mirror to take a look at his passengers, then takes turns sharply to the next exit toward the Athenuem Hotel*
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*Danielle jams all of her clothes into her luggage bag, taken by surprised by Van's demand. After putting all of the clothes in, she looks around, making sure she didn't forget anything, checking an imaginary checklist in her head. With the 'checklist' finished, she barely is able to zip up the bag of unfolded clothes as she rushes out of the room. Power walking down the hall, she wonders what could be this urgent message that would have Van telling her to leave the hotel. Thoughts fill her mind as she goes into the elevator, pressing the down button. The door opens once again, now leading to the lobby. Danielle increases her walking speed, dragging the rollers on the floor. She exits the hotel and sees the taxi parked right in front of it, with Van waiting outside of it, and Lupo looking out from the front passenger window. At the sight of him, she drops her bag and hugs Van, in which Van does the same*
Danielle: What was so urgent?
Van: I just wanted to say 'Hi'.
*Danielle's mouth drops in surprise, then immediately slaps Van's face with all the power she had. A red mark is shown on Van's face as he slowly turns back to Danielle, rubbing the stinging sting. In the cab, Lupo is chuckling a bit in his seat*
Danielle: You had me so worried! I packed my bags and everything.
Van: Good, because we're leaving this place. Let's go.
*Van opens the door and lets Danielle go in while he's putting the luggage bag in the back. He then goes back in the cab next to Danielle and tells the drive to go anywhere but 'in this fucking place,' and the driver complies as he leave the curb, heading for an unknown destination. Lupo turns from the front seat, looking at Van.*
Lupo: So...why are we leaving Detroit again?
Van: Because of that fire alarm, dude. I don't wanna get caught.
Lupo: Wait. We're leaving Detroit because of a fire alarm?
Van: Yea man, you were there, you saw what happened.
Lupo: *Lupo shoots Van a confused look* Uh, okay...
*Lupo turns back around and looks over to the driver, who is too busy to notice anything happening in the cab. The man himself looked strange to Lupo. He looked like an African witch doctor with his hair braided in millions of dreadlocks, all piled up on his head, most of them having different color beads at the end of each of them. Even stranger, the driver also had white paint on his face, like there were ancient markings in his face. He wanted to ask the driver about the markings, but he didn't want to offend the man, so he went back looking out at the street. After a while though, Lupo is bother by the 'anywhere' destination Van had given the man and looks at the meter, which now at 40 dollars*
Lupo: Hey man, where are we going anyway?
*There is no answer from the driver so Lupo asks again with the same result. Van starts to notice this, so he too asks about the destination. No words are spoken, but the driver turns toward Lupo, and smiles a large smile. A hint of fear creeps into Lupo's facial expression, freaked out about the smile. Van, though a bit freaked, hold his composer as he demands to know what the destination is. The taxi drives into a dark tunnel with no lights, practically blinding everybody in it. Danielle manages to find Van and clings to him as Van practically yelling, asking to know whats going on. Soon, a really bright light engulfs the tunnel and the taxi, the last thing heard is Lupo saying 'Oh shit."*
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*In a open field at a public park. Two boys play catch with a football as a girl watches them from a nearby tree. The taller and skinnier of the boys seems to be afraid of the football, since he backs up a few steps before catching the ball. After a few throws, the taller boy drops the ball, and soon slumps to the ground out of exhaustion. As he catches his breath, the shorter boy comes up to him and calls him a slut for not catching the ball. Then turn toward the tree where the girl is and waves. When she waves, he walks toward her, leaving the taller boy behind. The taller boy continues to catch his breath, a rumbling sound is heard from the sky. He looks up, and soon enough, the whole sky glows, and something falls from it, heading right toward the boy. The boy quickly gets up, at first not able to but then stars running away as fast as he can, getting as far away from the falling object as possible. The object hits the ground, causing the ground to shake, making the 3 fall over. The crater that is made is not very big, but it shows that something hit the Earth pretty hard. The three kids stand at the edge of the crater and look in, seeing a busted taxi, glowing red from the heat, in the middle of the crater*
Shorter Boy: FUUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKK!
Taller Boy: What?
Shorter Boy: It landed on my football.
Rise Against Tues.' 2nd Promo*
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Post by xDeniedx on Aug 30, 2007 2:35:22 GMT -5
Damian takes the scotch from Brandy the bartender and gives a nod over towards Hitman before taking in the drinks aroma. He takes a drink and sets it down on the counter and turns is attention back to the problem at hand.
Damian: So what exactly are we going to do about Roark Crossly Hitman. We have no guns, we have no real transportation, we have no idea where this guy currently is in the states.
Hitman shakes his head and looks down towards the floor before bringing his eyes back towards Satania's face, He sees Satania realizing he asked a stupid question and shrugs it off as no big deal.
Hitman: Keep your damn voice down for one. Second, I can see visions can I not, I'll get us where he is no need to worry about that, as for transportaion, I've got a buddy who's holding 2 motorcycles on the side for us, no questions how he got them but they'll get us where we need to be. Guns....guns are noisy, they draw too much attention, I've got swifter methods you could easily utilize but if too many people become invited to the party well then, I'll just have to take care of them the hard way. Though carrying a fire arm or two wouldn't hurt.
Hitman kills his cigarette and flicks it into the tray. He pulls out his pack and knocks a new one out of the box. He stumbles around in his coat breast pocket for his lighter. Feeling the fast paced beat of heart as he moves around. He pulls out the lighter and ignites the new cig. He offers it over to Damian who, while chugging the last of the beer, declines with a wave of the hand.
Damian: I'm not one to smoke, after all, I need to be quick and decisive, I can't just go in somewhere guns blazing, fists flying, I gotta do it right, quiet, stealth. Look we could waste more time sitting in a bar about how we are going to "save' the world, regardless of how it will still be fucked up, or we can head to the damn rides all ready and move on down the road.
Damian slams a five down on the table to cover the drink and tells her the keep the change as tip. As they head out the front door of the bar Hitman flicks his cigarette into the street and straightens himself out. Damian takes a quick look around before the two disappear into an alley and head towards the contact.
Damian: This better be worth all the damn trouble.
Hitman whose slightly ahead gets a crazed smirk on his face.
Hitman: Worth dying for, Worth killing for, Worth going to hell for. It's gonna be a long night.
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Post by y2gee on Aug 30, 2007 11:48:04 GMT -5
PROMO 2
The camera focuses in on Mr. Great running through the hall looking around in desperation as interviewer, Matthew Benedict interrupts him.
Mathew: Excuse me, if i can just have a few words over here.
Mr. Great stops abruptly and stares at Matthew.
Mathew: So, Mr. Great how do you feel about losing to Damian Satania last week?
Mr. Great completely ignoring him. Mathew clears his throat.
Mathew: I said who does it feel --
He is interrupted by an annoyed Mr. Great who grasps Mathew from his shirt tightly.
Mr. Great: How do you think it feels to lose? Of course it feels like crap. Do you want me to show you how it feels to lose? I can show you right now.
Mathew: That won't be necessary I think I can picture it pretty well.
Mr. Great releases hold of Mathew's shirt with a push towards a wall. Mathew has a horrified look on his face but decides continues with his interview.
Mathew: Well on to some better news, Mr. Great, The Platinum Warrior just announced to me that if you defeat him tonight you will face him for his champion at No Regrets.
Mr. Great: You don't understand jack-off, i just lost my dog ---
He pauses then puts a huge smile on his face
Mr. Great: Did you just say if I defeat TPW I will get a title shot for his Middleweight belt?
Mathew: That is correct!
Mr. Great: Screw my dog, I got to prepare for that match. I'm gonna show TPW that I am no push-over and by beating his ass I will climb the ranks of the XWE and will soon be the best XWE champion there ever was.
Mathew: Uh, I think that's a little too far. Maybe you can beat TPW tonight but the greatest champion ever? I don't know... about that.
Mr. Great: What did you say?
Mathew: Uh, nothing. Well just so you know I saw a person in a robe and masked face take a dog out of this arena about 15 minutes ago or so, right?
Benedict looks at cameraman and makes a face expression as in to force him to agree with him.
Cameraman: Oh, Yup I saw too.
Mr. Great has a disgusted look in his face. He then pushes them both to the floor and heads back to his locker room.
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Post by Van on Aug 30, 2007 21:08:41 GMT -5
Shorter Boy: Son of a bitch.
*The camera is still set on dark as the words are mumbled, as it gradually lightens to focus in on the recent catastrophe to see the shorter boy kneeling next to the tire, touching and observing his crushed football as the younger blonde girl and the skinnier, darker boy surround him by the car*
Luisito: There’s still people in the car, Justin!
*The taller, skinner kid goes by Luisito, as the shorter boy is Justin, it seems. Justin stands up and rushes to the back of the taxi, as the back door flies from it’s hinges, followed by a black shoe attached to a leg. Van’s the first to fall out, followed by the older Danielle, as Lupo falls on top of her, rolling off on contact. Justin backs up to make room for the survivors, as a big smile comes across his face*
Justin: Dude!
*Justin turns to his side and makes eye contact with Lupo*
Justin: That’s us!
*Justin points to the bunch on the ground as the older Danielle draws near to his side, also recognizing the familiar faces. Lupo rises until he’s fully standing straight, concentrating, contemplating. Could that really be us?. Lupo is slow to get up with one hand, as the other is on the side of his head as it thrives in pain. Van lays flat faced on the ground as Danielle gets up from his backside slowly, pushing herself off of his back, causing Van to flinch a little. Lupo dusts himself off as Van is the last to rise*
Justin: Oh. Shit.
*Van cracks his back with a slight bend backwards, noticing the shorter boy looks pretty much like Van, himself*
Van: You’re me!
Justin: And I’m you!
Van: This is like the movies! Sweet.
*Van and Justin do a signature handshake they shared back in the day with their High School friends. As they do so, Lupo walks closer towards Luisito, unsure of how to even respond to this awkward occasion*
Luisito: So you’re me, eh?
Lupo: It would seem so.
*Last, but not least, the younger Danielle approaches the older as she dusts off her shirt and skirt (lol) with a few swipes of the hand. As she looks down, she feels the presence of her younger self approaching. Dani is younger, Danielle is the older*
Dani: Hey...
*Danielle finishes dusting herself off, as they both observe each other from the ground up. Van and Justin are in the background, both throwing glances their way from time to time as they chuckle and pound fists again*
Danielle: Some things never change, do they?
Dani: I love your shirt! Oh my gawd!
Danielle: Oh my gawd!
*Van, Justin, Lupo, and Luisito all make their way towards the giggling girls as Van accidentally puts his arm around the younger Danielle, who stops “oh mah gawd!-ing*
Van: That’s me, from the past!
Dani: Uh...
*She slips out from under his arm and grabs Justin by the shirt to pull him close. Van makes an “oops” face and steps swiftly over to the older Danielle’s side*
Van: My fault...
*Both Lupo Roland and Luisito get a rise from this, and laugh briefly as the moment gets really awkward. After an eternity of talking without words, someone finally breaks the silence*
Justin: So like, what the fuck happened?
Luisito: Yeah, I’d like to know how the fuck this came to be.
Justin: I’m with yah.
Van: Well, I called up Danielle while she was at the hotel to pick her up, so we could get some food before the match. Then we jumped in this taxi to get her, then we picked her up. And now we’re here.
Dani: Did you catch the drivers face?
Van: Yeah, actually. He looked like an Indian, no pun intended since cab drivers are usually Indian.
*Awkward silence fell among them*
Justin: Well, that’s odd.
*Another akward silence falls among the group, this one lasting longer than the last one. Soon enough, Van starts to run away from the group, taking Danielle with him. The group notices this, but says nothing, assuming they wanted some 'alone time' but as they got farther, it was apparent that they wanted to go somewhere else*
Lupo: *yelling to them* Hey! Where are going?
*Van looks back at the small group and waves with the arm that isn't around Danielle*
Van: I'm going to find somewhere to eat. I'm hungry as fuck.
*Lupo takes one look at the kids, shrugs, then jogs to catch up them. The younger versions look amongst each other, confused at what just happened*
Luisito: So, do we follow them?
Justin: Well, hopefully he has a cellphone with him. Which...probably still has the same number, as I don’t plan on changing it anytime soon.
*Dani looked at Justin with a hanging jaw*
Justin: Yeah, let’s do it.
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Post by bulletproofcow on Aug 30, 2007 21:40:16 GMT -5
*XWE action returns to what appears to be a church, but the power seems to be out. The pews seem whethered to the eyes of viewers, who can barely make them out in the candle light. The cameras pan to the alter of the church, where a seemingly disgruntled Fuse is down on one knee. He seems to be confused as if what to do, but his whispers can be heard on camera.*
Fuse: Last week was a disappointment in a quest for blood. I thought I had gained a bit of revenge before getting to Hylian, however Van had something I did not have. Support. I turned to God to help in my quest to kill James Hylian for the first time since I prayed to survive in that forest so many years ago.
*Fuse pauses to look up towards the ceiling*
Fuse: But it looks like God doesn't seem to support his children who are of the most twisted upbringings. Because he's 0 for 3 with me. First he abandons me in the forrest, mere seconds from my death, then he allows my wife to die at the hands of my brother, and now God fails to help me rise to the occasion within XWE. So now...
*Fuse brings his head back down and opens his eyes...to reveal a pentagram drawn in blood.*
Fuse: I turn back to you Satan. I made the mistake of turning my back to you once I gained glory and the Ironman Title. I thought that was my own doing, just as I thought my struggle out of the forrest was my own. But it wasn't. No man deserves to be beaten like that and survive, unless you have a plan for them. Hylian was rescued from that forrest as an act of God...while mine was by your own doing Dark Prince. I have seen what you can make a man into...look at Damian. So now, I pledge my soul to you Satan. Help me gain the revenge I so richly deserve, and I shall serve beside you for enternity.
*The candles within the unholy church intensify momentarily before going back to a small flame. A dark priest comes behind Fuse and places his hand upon Fuse's shoulders.*
Priest: Your offering has intrigued the Dark Prince Satan. Consider yourself among a lucky few who are not struck down where they stand.
*Fuse rises, collects his jacket, and turns to the priest.*
Fuse: Luck is for the dead. Fortune is for good.
*Fuse takes out a knife, and cuts his arm deep, yet no blood comes out.*
Fuse: Necromatic intervention...or fate as some call it, is for the truely wicked.
*Fuse takes the knife and stabs the priest in the heart. He goes down to one knee to whisper into the now dying priest's ear.*
Fuse: Looks like you're none of those. Enjoy Hell.
*Fuse gets up and starts to walk away*
Fuse: Because I will.
*Cameras go black suddenly, eventually returning to the Head On logo.*
End Promo 1
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Post by willstringer on Aug 30, 2007 22:22:23 GMT -5
[glow=blue,2,300]Scene comes into focus with Stacy still standing in the grave yard arms crossed looking at her husbands tombstone. The wind blows her torn dress and the leaves move around her feet. Her eyes move over to the camera man and he just shrugs his shoulders not really sure as to what she wants to happen.[/glow]
LARRY: "Why is she just standing there?"
NIGEL: "I don't know Larry but this is really strange. Gravedigger has a brother?"
LARRY: "Well there are things that we still haven't learned from the big man. Maybe this is one thing that he doesn't want to surface. I mean this thing about Chris being apparently being burned in a fire."
NIGEL: "So are we talking a Undertaker and Kane sort of deal?"
LARRY: "No I think this is something all too personal and this guy is making sure that Stacy will suffer for this man's troubled past."
NIGEL: "I feel sorry for her already."
LARRY: "I'm sure you do Nigel."
In the graveyard Missy continues to look around with hope that she will find her husband somewhere. The camera man follows her closely but not so close that he would crowd her with his presence. She calls out to the area around her but only laughter replies to her weak calls.
VOICE: "You still don't get it do you bitch. He belongs to me."
GRAVEDIGGER'S VOICE: "I belong to only one person and she is the one that you hate so much brother. I will find you and when I do I will end this torment forever."
VOICE: *Laughter* "You are on my turf now brother and I can end both of your lives quickly and effectively."
STACY: "Just like you got Vanessa out of your way?"
VOICE: "That whore was someone who betrayed my trust with another man. This man betrayed me and I'm sure you know who he is."
GRAVEDIGGER'S VOICE: *Laughter* "Oh come on now Chris. You're trying to frame Tyrant for your problems? You are pathetic."
VOICE: "Will you know nothing of what I can do to you right now."
GRAVEDIGGER'S VOICE: "Show me what you've got."
Stacy cries out but the sound of her voice is covered by a shriek and she turns around to see Vanessa standing at the entrance of the graveyard.
VANESSA: "Chris you son of a bitch! This time you are the one to die!"
STACY: "Vanessa don't! You don't know what he can do to you!"
VANESSA: "Oh I know what he can do to me. He killed me once. Dying once more will hurt just as bad as it did before."
LARRY: "What the hell is going on here?"
NIGEL: "I don't know Larry but Vanessa is really pissed off. I don't think this guy Chris will be able to kill her as easily as he did before."
LARRY: "This is taking XWE to a whole new level. Will this company handle it?"
NIGEL: "I shudder as to what kind of rampage Vanessa will go on if Stacy can't stop her."
[glow=blue,2,300]Scene fades as Stacy grabs Vanessa and holds her back as what sounds like fighting somewhere close by. Vanessa tries to fight off Stacy but she is no match for the taller woman. The sounds of the fight gets closer to the two women but it then fades as the sound of a grunt and then the sound of a stone hitting another stone. The crack breaks the silence and the mist breaks apart revealing both Gravedigger and a cloaked figure circling the Christopherson cenotaph. Gravedigger has a smile on his face and the figure's hands open and close as the two face off.[/glow] [/size]
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Post by SNAKE-EATER on Aug 30, 2007 22:37:42 GMT -5
Hardcore Hitman lights another cigarette into his mouth, only the red embers shine in the ally way. "Hey, it's me." HHM says as the distant sound of metal scraping the ground fills the ally. "Got the money?" "Got the transportation?" "A Ninja and a Harley, Old school and new school are just about to show up." The roaring thunder of a Harley Davidson and a speedy zoom from of a Suzuki Ninja emerges from the distance. The bikes come from different ends of the ally, the headlights of the bikes fill it up, making the men become fully noticeable. This doesn't feel right "DAMIAN! DOWN" The Suzuki owner pulls out a MAC-10 from his side and unleashes a clip into the ally. The quick HHM tackles Damian to the ground as the dealer gets mowed down, along with the Harley owner. HHM rolls over to his back and pulls out a silenced Deagle and shoots the guy in his neck. He falls off the bike and gags for air. HHM gets up and checks the body. His wallet is packed. HHM looks at the wallet. A Seattle Drivers License. "No fucking way." "What man?" "He's from Seattle." "What does that mean?" "Roark's the Senate in Seattle. He knows."
Damian gets up and checks the Harley, No bullet holes in it. But the Driver wasn't so lucky. Two shots in the chest and one in the head. HHM checks over the Suzuki driver. He takes off the tinted helmet, looking into the eyes of the dead. "Hitman, your bleeding!" HHM looks on his trench coat. Three bullet holes on his lower back. "Ah, fuck." He takes off the coat to see through his fishnet shirt that He is bleeding pretty bad. He rips his coat into a thick black strip and wraps it around his waist tightly to stop the bleeding. He turns to the Ninja driver and removes his trench coat roughly. "Your just going to take his coat?" Damian says wondering. "Don't you believe in the saying "You keep what you kill?" " "Barbaric" "Ehh, call it what you want." HHM grabs the Helmet and puts it on."We're not going to the hospital?" "Hospitals ask questions." HHM gets on the Ninja, Damian gets on the Harley, and both drive off.
As they drive off, Damian gets his bike and asks HHM a question "So are we just suppose to drive to Seattle and 'save the world'? "Don't think of it as saving the world, think of it as bringing a snake his just deserts." A road trip across Canada, but this won't be a picnic, this is going to be loud and nasty. HHM speeds up to 30mph over the speed limit. Too many times have I just blocked it out, blocked out the horrible outcomes over individuals, hell even cities. But this ends now. This is my way , this is our future, and this is everyone's problem
End of MoM promo 2
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raevin
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Post by raevin on Aug 31, 2007 18:19:46 GMT -5
*Scene comes in with Raevin sitting watching T.V. He begins flipping through the channels and then he mutes the T.V. listening intently to what sounds like nothing. Then a distant buzzing can be heard and Raevin goes in a frantic search for whatever is buzzing. He mutters under his breath as he throws the cushions off his couch and finally finds his cell phone still buzzing. He flips it open and puts its to his ear.*
Raevin: Yeah?........Ummm no I'm not busy. Why whats up?..........Seriously? When did she get in?.............Yeah I'll be right there!
*Raevin throws on some jeans and shoes along with a coat and his beanie and heads to the parking lot. All the way down he has an ecstatic look on his face. He jumps in his car and turns hastily out the lot cutting someone off blaring their horn at him. He raises his hand in an apologetic way and laughs quietly to himself still happy about the phone conversation from earlier. He makes his way to a resteraunt no more than 20 minutes away and exits his car but then stops abrubtly looking down at the ground. A gust of wind blowing at his back causing his collar to come up and his jeans sway in the wind.*
Raevin: I havent seen this girl in 8 years. What the hell am I suppose to say to her?
*He looks up at the resteraunt and sighs deeply taking wide steps to the door. He places his hand on the door handle. Another large gust of wind. He opens the door and is greeted by a waitress.* Raevin: Yeah im meeting some people here. I'll just have a look around real quick.
Waitress: Oh you must be that Raevin guy they were talking about....I'm sorry for your loss.
*Raevin looked at her confused and pushed past her looking frantically for his brother. He spots him in a booth with his arm around a crying girl whom Raevin does not recognize. He takes two small steps forward as his brother looks up along with the girl whos make-up is running down her cheeks from all the crying she has been doing. At once Raevin recognizes her face and his heart stopsand his eyes get wide. His mouth is open in disbeleif as he removes his beanie and walks closer still. He says only a single word as he looks her in the eyes. Not blinking at all.*
Raevin: Anna........
*End of Promo 1*
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y2gee
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Post by y2gee on Sept 1, 2007 17:31:54 GMT -5
Promo 3
Mr. Great is next seen stretching his legs. He gets up, gives a final stratch, and makes his way to the Ab Lounge. He begins to do sit-ups with it, and begins counting:
Mr. Great: One, two, three, four, fi---"
He is interrupted by another knock at the door. He gets up from the AB Lounge and makes his way to the door and opens it. Victoria is shown at the doorstep. At first she checks out Mr. Greats' six-pack then she looks up to his face. She is holding Poopers in her left arm.
Victoria: Look, I stole your dog. You never showed up and to tell you the truth I just wanted to get back at you for that horrible date last week. Here is your idiot dog, Poopers.
Mr. Great: uh, Victoria what is that brown....stuff in your dress?
Victoria hesitantly looks down.
Victoria: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!! Poopers you retarded canine!
Victoria kicks Poopers. Poopers then attacks Victoria and begins biting at her dress! Mr. Great watches this for a while excitedly, doing nothing. After a while he pulls back his dog. Victoria's dress is destroyed.
Victoria: You are going to pay for this dress! This is a $10,000 dress!
Mr. Great: Hold up, bitch. First of all that dress looks like its worth 5 bucks at the Goodwill. Second of all, you kidnap my dog and then want me to pay you for as a result of it biting your ass. You deserved it. I ain't paying you shit.
Victoria: Oh, yeah? Well --
Mr. Great closes the door on her face, locks the door and jumps onto his red couch. She keeps knocking on the door harshly but he just ignores it as the screen fades.
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TPW
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Post by TPW on Sept 1, 2007 18:42:32 GMT -5
(TPW is seen warming up in his locker room. He turns around and looks at the Middleweight title set on top of the locker and smiled and then continued on before someone knocked on the door.)
TPW: Who is it?
Matt Benedict: It's me again.
TPW: Let me guess. It's about Mr. Great isn't it?
Matt Benedict: Well, um, yeah.
TPW: Come in.
(Matt walks in)
TPW: So you told him about my challenge?
Matt Benedict: I did.
TPW: What did he say because I was actually warming up for my match so I didn't really have enough time to watch the T.V.
Matt Benedict: He said he decided to postpone his search for his dog and wants to prove himself that he is no push over by beating your ass tonight. You have any comments on that?
TPW: Ha! I didn't say he was a push over but if he wants to prove that to me again tonight, so be it. But you got to realize what you're facing. You see, you represent greatness right? I represent pride. We've already seen excellence versus perfection. Now a new battle begins. Let's see which one these will triumph, greatness or pride?
(Crowd Applauses)
Matt Benedict: Indeed it will be contest between greatness and pride tonight. Before you made the challenge TPW, Mr. Great seemed to be more worried about his dog than his match until you made that offer. He must now be 100% focused on defeating you tonight since I told him about your challenge and he finally got his dog back.
TPW: He should because heres what I feel if he did not get his dog back by now. He would only be 50% ready. Half of his mind maybe focused on defeating me and the other half would be worried about his dog and just because of that, he won't put as much effort in that match as I hoped and that could've been a disaster for both him and myself.
Matt Benedict: Why would it be a disaster for you if you have more chances of winning?
TPW: I always want to fight from decent to great matches throughout my whole career no matter if I win or lose. Ever since I came back, I did that. I just don't want it to go down the drain when I'm fighting an opponent who is not mentally ready for our match. But since that problem is out of the way, theres no need to worry about that.
Matt Benedict: Do you have anything else to say before your match?
TPW: You know what? I do. So let's pretend that Mr. Great has lasted over 20 minutes against me and he gets his title shot. The match has been booked at No Regrets but we still need a stipulation. I decided to pick the stipulation. Just look at what's behind me and you'll see what kind of match we'll have at No Regrets.
(The camera goes behind TPW and finds a table, a ladder and a chair. The crowd cheers and chanted "TLC!")
TPW: That's right. The battle starts tonight. If Mr. Great proves me wrong, the war will be settled at No Regrets in a TLC match!
(Crowed Cheers)
Nigel: Another big announcement by TPW! How many announcements did he make tonight?
Larry: First we heard the formation of the Urban Legends, then TPW's challenge to Mr. Great and finally the match stipulation if Mr. Great either beats TPW or at least endure over 20 minutes against him. So we had three big announcements from TPW.
TPW: Keep in mind Mr. Great that when 20 minutes have passed through the match, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, you'll still get your opportunity to face me again but with the Middleweight title at stake. I hope you're ready both physically and mentally because if you're not, then you won't even last over 20 minutes against me or even make the win. I'll see you in the ring tonight.
Matt Benedict: Thank you TPW for your time. Larry, Nigel, back to you.
Larry: You can see that TPW is really focused on his match tonight because he knows what challenge he has placed for Mr. Great, which will make him more determined for this match.
Nigel: Mr. Great should be focused because this is his chance to prove his worthiness for a title shot at No Regrets. And to put an example on the 20 minute rule, if the match ends at 25 minutes and TPW won, it won't matter if Mr. Great lost because he made it over 20 minutes and will still face TPW for the championship in a TLC match.
Larry: Tonight, it is greatness versus pride. Which one will prevail?
End of Promo 2
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