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Post by Hylian on Nov 11, 2007 2:37:10 GMT -5
XWE Presents: Heartbreak! Live from Orlando, Florida, in what could possibly be XWE's Last Stand!
Earlier today, XWE Chairman James Hylian made this statement:
"Fans and Superstars of XWE, due to forseen circumstances and reconsideration, The XWE Tag Team Championships will not be decided tonight in the main event. I apologize to those competing and to the fans expecting it tonight. Instead, the Triple Cage Match will be used in another match. I cannot disclose anything else, I will see you in Orlando later tonight."
--Opening match!--
-Singles Match- Frankie G vs Fuse [glow=red,2,300]Frankie G returns again to face the man known as Fuse.[/glow]
-Tag Team Match- Hardcore Uproar vs Mr. Great and Wei-Yan [glow=red,2,300]The reunited Hardcore Uproar team up to face Mr. Great and Wei-Yan.[/glow]
-Singles Match- Erik Morlain vs Mischeif [glow=red,2,300]Mischeif returns to XWE to face the unknown Erik Morlain[/glow]
-Last Man Standing- Iron Man Championship Van Samanya(c) vs Damian Satania [glow=red,2,300]The Reigning Iron Man Championship puts his gold on thie line against the returning Former XWE Champion, Damian Satania.[/glow]
-Triple Cage Match- Middleweight Championship Hylian vs The Platinum Warrior(c) [glow=red,2,300]XWE Chairman. XWE Middleweight Champion. Former friends and allies turned enemies face off for the XWE Middleweight Championship in the Legendary Triple Cage Match.[/glow] -Steel Cage Match- World Wrestling Championship Big Pappi(c) vs Raevin [glow=red,2,300]The World Wrestling Championship is on the line as Champion Big Pappi faces off against XWE's biggest rising star, Raevin.[/glow] MATCH CLOSES THE NIGHT OF NOVEMBER 18TH. 12AM CENTRAL, 11PM MOUNTAIN, 10PM PACIFIC, AND 1AM EASTERN.
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Van
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Go Casper! Woo!
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Post by Van on Nov 11, 2007 3:25:28 GMT -5
*The scene fades in to a nicely decorated kitchen, with a large, wooden staircase in the background, leading to the upper levels of this beautiful home. In the middle of the kitchen rests a white table with a sheet of glass as its surface. Around the table are beautiful, pearl-white chairs with cushions and pads on them, making your eating experience more pleasurable. On the table behind the flashy leather couch is a stack of school books, but to the contrary, there are no kids that dwell within this home...*
Van: Son of a bitch.
*Van looks around using only his head as he stands still, shifting his eyes around the room in every direction. High, low, and in between he searched, eventually finding them just sitting on the table*
Van: Well, I’m retarded...
*He scratches his head as he starts making his way towards his books, cluttering footsteps rush down the stairs behind him. Van stops in his tracks and turns around, questioning all the racket. Pink socks land on the platform a few steps from the floor, before hopping once more onto the tile. She hops in front of him with a big smile on her face, taking his hands into hers and giggles. His puzzled expression doesn’t seem to rain on her parade as he raised an eyebrow*
Van: What’s with all the excitement?
*She let’s go of his hands and rushes into his arms with a big hug, gripping him tight. Van was unsure of what to do, so he just hugged her back*
Danielle: You’re going back to school!
*She squeezes him a little tighter, exposing her pearly whites to the crowd at home. She giggles again, and pulls her grasp away and spins around, walking towards the table, leaving Van behind*
Van: Yeah...
*He begins to follow her as the camera cuts behind him, giving the viewers a spacious view of its tremendously expensive living room. In the brick wall was a fire place, surrounded by festive decorations for the upcoming event of Thanksgiving dinner*
Danielle: So...
*The camera cuts to the front of Danielle, as she gently brushes her softly flowing hair behind her ears, picking up book by book, stacking them in her arms*
Danielle: What made you decide you wanted to go back to college?
*Van extended an arm towards the backrest of a chair, already pulled out of it’s spot at the table. He sits down in front of his books, hunching over to rest both of his arms on the spotless glass beneath*
Van: Well.
*Van’s shrug didn’t make her feel any better as she stopped stacking, and put her free arm on her waist, waiting for an answer*
Van: I finished High School, which you know...I never went to college. I mean, the fact that we got married right after should’ve gave you that hint.
*He looked up at her, trying to hold his laughter in, biting his bottom lip, but a smile overcame his face, and he chuckled. She looked at him with a disappointed face, and slapped his shoulder playfully*
Van: Ow...
*He laughed again, but she decided it was time to move on from the games. Picking up his books, she secured them in her grip with both hands. Each book was bigger than the one below it, like an upside-down triangle! She carried them slowly over towards the couch, leaning over it’s back to set them on the seat cushions*
Danielle: Let’s get them packed up...
*As she walked around the couch to sit down, another clutter of footsteps rushed down from the floor above in excitement. To their surprise, a younger child appeared in his pajamas, appearing to be around the age of 8. Van turned around in his chair, grabbing the top of the backrest to see what the matter was. Ha-ha. Van’s eyes got big for a second, then settled back down to normal as the rest of him did*
Van: What the hell?
*Danielle looked up from packing the books into Van’s backpack to see that the child from upstairs had awaken from his nap, and waited to be attended to*
Danielle: Good morning, Steven!
*She left the attention of the bags, and walked towards her little brother with open arms, crouching down as he ran into them with excitement, finally seeing his big sister for the first time in a long time...*
Steven: Hi!
*Danielle hugged him just as snug as she hugged Van, embracing her little brother with love and care. She pulled away from him, holding his sides in her hands with a smile on her face*
Danielle: I haven’t seen you in forever!
*Van let out a “hmph” in the light of the family reunion, feeling a little left out. He got up from his chair and walked around the table, and over to the couch to pack his bags by himself*
Steven: What’s he doin’?
*Danielle looked back at Van to see him hunching over his bag that lay on the couch, lazily grabbing at his books, and sliding them swiftly into the back of his bag, looking up at them in the silence with a disgruntled look on his face. She turned back to Steven to be brightened by his youthful face and energized expression*
Danielle: Oh, he’s just packing some books into his backpack.
*Steven wiggled out of her grip and hopped through the kitchen and over to Van as Danielle stood up straight and watched with a smile on her face. “How cute!” she thought. The little guy got to the couch and walked like a robot, making Van feel uncomfortable. Steven looked up at Van, but was ignored as he put his arms behind his back, and moved around a little*
Steven: Whatcha doin’?
*Van looked at Steven for a second and stopped packing, scaring him a bit with the dark, red hair over his face and a rather boring expression to go along with it. He kept his composure and continued packing*
Van: Packing my bag for school.
*Stevens face lit up in excitement again as he had an affection for school, like it was the best thing in the world besides candy and cartoons on Saturday mornings*
Steven: You’re going back to school?
Van: Yeah. Why?
Steven: Aren’t you too old for school?
Larry: Dayum!
Nigel: Burn!
*Van packed the last book into his bag and looked at Stephen with an agitated face, but he kept his calm. “The kid’s only 8, he doesn’t know what he’s saying.” Van thought*
Danielle: Are you ready to take Van to college?
*Steven turned around rather quickly towards his sister, running over to her. “Finally.” Van thought, as Steven left his side at last. Danielle reached for Van’s keys on the countertop, next to the brown, but attractive bowl of fake fruit. She grabbed them with a quick swipe, and lifted her white coat from last Christmas off the chair, putting one arm in, then the other, fitting it around her torso with a shoulder shrug*
Danielle: Ready?
*She looked at Van like he was going to respond right quickly, but he just picked up his backpack by the handle, throwing it over his shoulder in discontent. He looked up at her to see her awaiting sapphire eyes from across the room. He gave her a half grin, and walked towards her. As he neared, Steven disappeared back up the staircase, leaving them alone for only a moment*
Van: I really don’t feel like going...
*Van looked into her eyes, breathing a heavy sigh as he looked for comfort from his dear wife as she put her hands behind his head and neared her lips to his, and her body against him*
Danielle: Don’t...
*A kiss*
Danielle: worry...
*Another kiss*
Danielle: you’ll be...
*Yet another*
Danielle: fine.
*A clutter down the stairs meant for them to seperate, as Steven bounced down the stairs with a change of clothes, and white Transformer shoes as she drew away from him with that “look” still on her face. She turned to Steven, covering her intimate face up with an eager face as she crouched to his level again, firmly grabbing his arms*
Danielle: Ready to go?
*They exchanged smiles as Steven nodded with his mouth open. She grabbed his cheek, and jiggled it around before standing up again. She flipped him the keys as he darted his hand out, catching them flawlessly*
Danielle: After you!
*Steven spun around and ran towards the door that led inside the garage, grasping the door handle and turning it hurriedly. She looked back at Van as he sulked in place with one hand in his pocket, and the other on the shoulder strap. After a second or two, he walked past her and into the big garage ahead as she followed, closing the door behind them. As they entered, Steven reached up and tapped the button, opening the monstrous garage door with a wicked squeak as it rose, revealing Van’s exotic cars to the neighbors around them*
Van: Which one did you pick?
*He looked down at the keys he held in his hands, with the big Mustang symbol right on the keypad. A smile overcame his face as he nodded in thrill at the power that lay in his hands. She walked past him, turning back at him with that devilish smile that leads to inappropriate things for children to hear*
Van: My day just got a little better...
*The scene begins to fade with Van still slightly nodding in place for a few seconds, still looking down at his keys. The screen fades to black as he moves out of the picture, leaving the fan at home with a view of the garage opening button and the white walls around it*
End promo 1.
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WEI-YAN
Pencil-Necked Geek
The Great Wei-Yan has Returned
Posts: 73
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Post by WEI-YAN on Nov 11, 2007 19:56:10 GMT -5
*The Camera comes into focus inside Wei-Yan's locker room, all is dark inside the locker room not a single bit of light is getting through apart from the light from under the door.a few minutes pass in total darkness then you here a knock on the locker room door. The knocking goes on for a few minutes before Wei-Yan walks over to the door and opens it but instead of opening it fully he opens it a little and walks away. Leonard outside thinks its weird and opens the door he looks around but he sees nothing*
*Leonard: Hello Wei-Yan are you in here?
From the other side of the room you can just make out a figure standing there leaning against the wall you see the figure look over to wards Leonard then walk over to him Leonard looks back out to the cameraman who steps back in fright at seeing a figure standing over Leonard. Leonard sees the fright on the cameraman and slowly looks back around to see Wei-Yan standing next to him by the look on Wei-Yan's face you can see that he didn't want to be disturbed his expression on his face proves that
*Wei-Yan: What do you want Leonard?
Leonard: Its not nice to say noth....
before Leonard can finish his sentence Wei-Yan grabs Leonard's shirt and lifts his up
Wei-Yan: Did you hear what i said let me say again What do you want?
Leonard looks frightened now and you here the sound of him gulping
Leonard: OK I'm sorry i will get to the point
Wei-Yan lets Leonard go and he falls to the floor and Leonard falls on his arse a strong smell can now be heard in the locker room the smell of urine probably caused by Leonard
Wei-Yan: So you come in here disturb me then you piss yourself all over my floor get the fuck out
Leonard tries to stand up but falls over the urine on the floor
Leonard: But i have some questions
Wei-Yan: Is that so?
Leonard: Yes, so can i ask them
Wei-Yan: Do as you want but don't say something you will regret trust me you won't want to see the consequences
Leonard looks out and tells the cameraman to come into the room which he does but he stays out of Wei-Yan's way
Wei-Yan: So what do you want to ask me spit it out
Leonard: OK, Do you know who you are fighting tonight
Wei-Yan: No who?
Leonard: How come
Wei-Yan: just answer the question
Leonard: Not much for small talk aye
Wei-Yan walks over to Leonard and grabs him by the shirt again
Wei-Yan: Tell me who I'm fighting dammit or this fist will meet your face
Wei-Yan lets go of Leonard's shirt and walks away
Wei-Yan: Well, answer dammit i haven't got all day
Leonard: OK tonight you are teamed up with Mr Great to...
Wei-Yan wait a minute i have to team up with that worthless peace of trash i thought against last week
Leonard: Yes, you do and you are fighting against Hardcore Uproar
Wei-Yan: Who the fuck are they i guess one of them is Hardcore Hitman am i right
Leonard: Erm well no the team is Lupo and Scott Crocker
Wei-Yan: Is that so, well this should be a good challenge. OK interview over get out
Wei-Yan grabs hold on Leonard for a third time and throws him out of the locker room
Leonard jumps up and turns around he is just about to speak when the door is slammed in his face
End of Wei-Yan promo 1
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xDeniedx
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Damian Satania
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Post by xDeniedx on Nov 11, 2007 23:10:17 GMT -5
Camera roles showing Damian is standing in the middle of the ring. The arena surrounding him empty. The lights are dimmed and absolute silence follows. Staring at the floor, Damian slowly raises his head up and looks forward. A smile on his face before he laughs, looks back at the floor while shaking his head before he begins to pace the ring.
Damian: Confidence.
He stops pacing and looks in the general direction of the camera. The smile disappears from his face.
Confidence, such a wondrous thing. On the one hand it puts you at ease, makes you forget any fears, any worries, any doubts. Yet on the other hand, too much of it can become an ego overload and result in foolish mistakes being made. I was once like you Van. I had that sense of pride, of accomplishment, of...confidence. Thing is though, I let it get to my head and what came from it? I lost my XWE Championship, I then went on to lose seven straight matches. SEVEN. Albeit, they weren't the most spectacular main event of the century matches, but each loss is another reminder that I had to bring myself back down to earth.
Damian chuckles a bit.
Let me give you some "advice" Van. You are following the very same path. You feel unstoppable, like you could take on the world and they should all bow beneath your feet after defeat. That won't happen. That confidence is turning into an ego out of control. Since no one else has been able to put that realization into your head I guess it comes down to me to pull that feat off. Believe me I will. This isn't one of those matches you can walk into then walk out feeling the same. This is one of those matches that changes the way you view everything. A last man standing match. Is this helping you at all yet? No? Well then, maybe I should move on to the best part.
Damian begins to pace around the ring again, a wide smile on his face.
What is on the line in this match Van? Granted a win/loss ratio but besides that. Well, let me go through it all. Your Ironman Title. Yes, yes, that was an obvious one, but it's the importance behind that title I want to remind you of. The title you took away from Hylian. Remember your motives? That you always got short changed, the opportunity stolen from within your grasp to hold coveted gold around your waist. How you were done with the business if you couldn't pull off that one important win? I remember clearly, how you dug deep, discovered that confidence and moved up the ladder from a rising star to a main event threat. Doesn't this situation feel similar. How you want to end your career on top after this match. With your countless wins intact, your legacy untarnished and that title remaining around your waist? Heh, all you gotta do first is get through me. The one you always had that bit of doubt in the pit of your stomach, a fear of uncertainty, an outcome you couldn't process until after the bell rang 1,2,3 and one of us laid face up on the mat. You see, this time, it won't be so simple. You can't just get the win in the span of 3 counts. You've got to batter beat and bloody me until one moment I'm throwing punches and the next I'm in a hospital bed. Mark my words, I'm not gonna go down easy.
Damian goes outside the ring and throws a chair in, then the bell. He flips up the apron and pulls out tools, trash cans, ladders and puts them all in the ring too. He then enters the ring again and stands in between all the potential weapons lying around.
We've got history Van. Good history, bad history. We've both made our legacy, the stories we're gonna pass down from generation to generation. All these objects around me are going to play a big part of our stories come to an end.
Damian grabs the bell from the pile and places it aside, he then takes the steel chair and bangs it against the bell once.
Confidence is a powerful weapon in any arsenal. Just watch the arrogance. You get too ahead of yourself and you'll go down fast.
Another crash of the chair to the bell as it echoes through the empty arena.
This is where our legacies come to one sole path. One leaves as the last man standing, the ironman champion and with a fitting end to their legacy. The other leaves a broken man on a stretcher who can tell the story of how in their possible last match ever couldn't rise to the challenge and provail.
Damian throws the chair down onto the bell a third time letting go of it completely as the third symbolic chime echoes.
That's how many it would take for you to defeat me in any normal man, in any normal match. This however, is a man destined to prove he can go out on top and it will take seven, YES SEVEN, more counts to put him down.
Damian pushes some of the stuff around so he can stand dead center in the ring. He faces the camera, that trademark sinister smirk on his face.
Are you ready to write the final chapter Van?
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Post by Hylian on Nov 12, 2007 0:33:31 GMT -5
The screen fades from black after the words of the returning Damian Satania onto the crowd, which is now far from silence. The fans are cheering and chanting for their favorite superstars, Nigel and Larry at ringside getting pumelled with popcorn and candy. A flash of blinding light shocks the fans, then the lights go out.
A clash of thunder, and another flash of lightning come across the screen, which is reflected onto the Titantron. Quicker, shorter flashes of lightning streak across the screen, then a close of Hylian's face turning towards the camera, then all goes to black.
The camera flickers a bit, then a lot, but focuses enough to reveal Hylian standing in the dark a few feet from the camera, his HWF scars across his chest standing out.
Hylian: 3 Cages...
A clash of Thunder erupts the arena
Hylian: Two Warriors...
Another clash of thunder.
Hylian: One Belt.
A clash of thunder and another streak of lightning erupt the arena.
Hylian: Two friends turned enemies, all for one goal. The XWE Middleweight Championship. The Platinum Warrior was my bestfriend, my brother. He had to push me. He had to know if he was truely the best in this buisness. TPW has to keep testing his limits, testing his passion for wrestling. That man can;t sleep at night without knowing for sure if he got the best of his last opponent. TPW has been striving for years to be recognized as XWE's Most Feared Superstar, and to become that, he needs to defeat the man he is closest to, and guess what...
He's right.
Hylian: Platinum, tonight, in that soul destructing match, you will get your wish. You will face the Hylian that once roamed freely around XWE, one that was respected and feared. The Monster known as James Hearst Hylian has been re-awoken TPW. Tonight, we will wash away the sins of you and I, with, sweat, blood, and tears. You will walk into that cage, and if you walk out TPW, you will walk out as The Platinum Survivor...but don;t count on it. You are going to get Hylian 110 percent, just like you wanted. Unfortunatley for you old friend...
You will regret that for the rest of your life.
Thunder erupts again, and the screen fades to black onto Hylian's calm yet furious face.
Promo 1/5
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raevin
Pencil-Necked Geek
chasing asians with cattle prods since 1882
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Post by raevin on Nov 12, 2007 17:43:12 GMT -5
*Scene opens with Raevin laying on the couch watchin T.V. He is lethargically flipping through the channels when his cell phone rings. At first he seems like he won't answer it but, after looking at the caller I.D. he quickly slides up his Chocolate and answers sitting upright and attentive to nothing but the phone conversation.*
Raevin: So did you find out where it is?.......Sweet.............No I have my bike..............You need me to pick up what?.....................Gah fine.........................Ya i'll call you later.........Yeah bye.
*He hangs up the phone and grabs his hat and sunglasses and heads out the door. As he walks to the parking lot twirling the keys to his new R1 Motorcycle on his finger he spots Van. Van sees him and to the little nod thing. Raevin gets closer so only he and Van hear the conversation.*
Van: So did she call you back yet?
Raevin: Ya she did actually. I'm heading out there right now.
Van: Sweet. Hey, could you wait like 2 minutes? I gotta get my phone out of my room real quick.
Raevin: Ya sure thing. Hey we need to find a liquor store around here on our way there ok?
*Van smiled*
Van: Sure thing.
*Van walked off down the hallway toeards his room as Raevin continued to the parking lot. After a few seconds of walking he arrives and his Sage Green R1 is in a frontmost spot where the sun is just barely touching it. The parts the sun is touching glow vibrantly as if made of neon lighting. Raevin mounts the bike and turns the ignition key. He starts it up and pulls the throttle back. The bike screams as the engine kicks on. Raevin revs the engine a few times listening to the clean sound of the engine. Van retuns from his room with phone in hand. As he walks to his car he turns to Raevin and nods while giving a little smirk. Raevin looks back at him with a grin on his face as he pulls the throttle back once more causeing the engine to rev and echo through the whole parking garage. Van gets in his car as Raevin pulls back and takes off onto the street. They drive around aimlessly for a few minutes until they find a liquor store. Van puls in behind Raevin and Van gets out of his car as Raevin turns off the motorcycle.*
Van: You got money on you right?
Raevin: Ya don't worry I got money.
Van: Ok lets do this.
*They enter the store. The cameraman is not allowed inside so he stay out by Van's car for a few minutes as the two buy what they need. The eventually return with three large brown bags filled to the top. Van opens his trunk and the bags are carfully lowered in and secured with bungee cords so they don't fly around and break.*
Van: You know where your going right?
Raevin: Ya I have a pretty good idea. She gave me some good directions.
Van: K. lets hope this work out good.
*Raevin simply nods as they start up their vehicles again. Raevin pulls out first and Van follows closely behind. The scene fades as the two drive down the street.*
*End of promo 1*
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Post by Cuervo Super Kicks Bitches on Nov 12, 2007 21:59:09 GMT -5
Scene cuts back in Atlanta, Georgia. Right outside of Big Pappi's house where he's talking to some random guy. Big Pappi then gets in his car, and drives off. Then the scene fades away, and it fades back on to the arena's parking lot where a black on black Cadillac is parking right now. The driver's door opens and Big Pappi steps out of his car. Wearing a Ralph Lauren suit, and Ralph Lauren dressing pants, he opens the back door and grabs his title belt. He walks right in the arena where a few reporters are just inside waiting for his arrival..Big Pappi just tries to get through without replies, untill Leonard Chaplin shows up, and ask Big Pappi for an interview, which Pappi just can't say no to.
Leonard Chaplin: Ladies and Gentleman, welcome to XWE's Heartbreak Live in Orlando Florida!! Right here with me is the World Wrestling Champion, Big Pappi!!!
Big Pappi: yeah! what's good everybody?? Chapz' before you say a word, I just wanna say...you're looking good today. I mean no homo or anything...but hey..you look sharp.
Leonard Chaplin: thank you sir. you're looking awesome in your new suit too. But anyways, tonight you once again face off against Raevin. Please let us know how do you prepare to face him tonight, this time one on one?
Big Pappi: well you know Leonard, I am actually very prepared and focused about..*Big Pappi just spaces out looking at that unknown enevelope...* uh, what was i sayinh? Oh yeah The match. I'm ready, now, if you'll excuse me.
Leonard Chaplin: Actually, Pappi before you leave. Can you let us know what that envelope is all about? Why the drama?
Big Pappi: actually Leonard, I don't know. I have no clue. And Drama? This is real, Damn Real!
Big Pappi just leaves, while Leonard and all the others reporters are looking like WTF? Big Pappi walks all the way to his locker room just looking at the envelope, and some pictures that were in it. As Big Pappi gets in the room his cellphone rings.
Big Pappi: hello? Who is this?
Unknown: I see you've gotten the envelope. Very nice. I tell ya, UPS is delivering things on time these days. Pretty awesome don't you think??
Big Pappi: what the hell is this man? What is this all about? Who are you?
Unknown: chillax bro. You'll know, what you need to know, when the time comes. Now I hope this isn't taking your focus away from your title match.
Big Pappi: what match??
Unknown: Your title match smartie. Now go get ready or you'll lose that title you love so much.
Big Pappi: title? TELL ME ABOUT THE DAMN ENVELOPE AND WHO ARE YOU!?!
Unknown: guess what?
Big Pappi: what?
Unknown: you're fucked. Peace.
Big Pappi: what?? *too late the guy just had hung up on him* Dammit! who is this guy? *sighs* oh yeah. The match!
*Big Pappi grabs his duffle bag, and heads to the gym*
~End of Promo1~
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raevin
Pencil-Necked Geek
chasing asians with cattle prods since 1882
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Post by raevin on Nov 13, 2007 19:18:23 GMT -5
*Scene opens with Raevin and Van standing outside a normal looking house leaning up against Van's car. Raevin is already on his phone in conversation. Van stares at the floor and listens intently.*
Raevin: Yes we are outide right now...............Ya we got it......................Through the back? Why not the front?............................................Shit, are you serious?............................Damnit Alix. Why didn't you tell me? If we get caught you know how much shit Van and I will be in?
*Van looks up at Raevin with a “Wtf” kind of look.*
Raevin: Ya we'll go around back. See you in a few. Bye.
*Raevin slid his phone down and looked at the house skeptically.*
Raevin: I'm not too sure I want to do this now.
Van: Why, what did she say?
*Raevin looked over at Van clearly irritated.*
Raevin: This kids dad is home.
Van: And?
Raevin: He's a cop.
Van: Shit........
Raevin: All he knows is that we are stopping by for a little while and we are going to be in their basement. Now Alix said he is suppose to upstairs sleeping all day because he works nights so we should be able to get in there and out with no troubles.
Van: And what about when he goes downstairs to see his son and friends passed out with empty beer bottles everywhere?
Raevin: Shit dude. We'll be long gone by then. We may have a beer or two and leave. They'll be too happy to have alcahol to notice we left. Anyways. We better get in there.
Van: Right.
*They both take one last look at the facade of the house to check for someone watching them. When they deem it safe they remove the bags silenty from the trunk and begin walking to the backyard. Alix is waiting at the basement door. In seeing them she waves and motions for them to go in through that entrance. They nod to eachother and walk to the door. Before they can reach it the other back door squeaks open. van and Raevin boh stop dead in their tracks and tuen around slowly to see a middle aged man in a bath robe with brown matted hair and small glasses on his small round face.*
Man: (Sleepily) Whats going on out here?
*Van and Raevin look at eachother with one of those “Oh shit” looks on their faces. The man begins to walk down the concrete steps towards the two. Alix quickly but calmy walks over in front of Van and Raevin.*
Man: Whats in those bags?
Alix: Oh just some food and stuff for your son's little party.
Man: Oh. You got any Dorritos in there?
*The man reaches for the bag in Ravein's hand just as his son came outside and, seeing what was going on, saved the two with some quick thinking.*
Man's son: Hey you three c'mon everyone is hungry.
*The man looked down at the son and back at the three in front of him.*
Man: Eh. I guess I can go without some chips for a little while longer. I need to get back to sleep anyways.
*The man turns around and walks back into the house. The three look at eachother and let out a big sigh of releif. They turn around and walk down the stairs into the house where the scene fades out to the sound of poeple cheering as the door swings shut behind them and the mettalic clink of the bolt lock can be heard.*
*End of Promo 2*
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Post by tothebank on Nov 14, 2007 18:53:47 GMT -5
~FrankieG appears on the titantron and the crowd flies to their feet excited to see what the very erratic superstar has to say~
FG: Things have not been easy for me since a certain man left. I have seemed to have lost focus. I haven’t been the man that you all have to come to know. This man was someone who dominated his opponents. Quite simply, he was a level above the rest. Now I stand here today with nothing more than dirty looks and insults thrown my way. Why you ask? Not is it from the usual disrespect I get for being the best in the world, but because I cannot be trusted to put on the performance I have been known to show. Tonight is my chance to start a new path to greatness. I have come to see that there is no point in trying to think anyone is out to get me. I am now only able to see that I have been the only one holding myself down. The lack of preparation, the lack of effort and the overall lack of care I have put into my craft as a wrestler has faded away like a man’s mind to cancer. Tonight I plan on taking that once revered intensity and pride back and the first person to see it will be none other than a man who has been here as long as me, Fuse. My good friend, you are a great competitor, but I have no other choice but to exhibit my greatness on you to prove I am FINALLY back and back to stay. The mountain is high, but I am more than capable to climb it. The name is FrankieG. Know it! Respect it! FEAR IT!
~The crowd looks at one another stunned and doesn’t know exactly how to act to FrankieG’s comments as he has done something that has never been seen from him, admitted weakness~
~End of Promo 1~
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xDeniedx
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Post by xDeniedx on Nov 14, 2007 20:01:37 GMT -5
Scene opens with Damian sitting on a chair inside the locker room. The bags from superstars who already arrived in town for sunday's show around him. His hands are clasped together as he ponders for a moment before speaking.
Damian: Do you believe in fate Van? Destiny? A time and a place for events meant to happen to come into fruition. The rising star cementing his place in the sky as a main eventer and the fallen star using one final valiant effort to prove he still has some fight left inside his body. What a fitting title Heartbreak is, wouldn't you agree? The improbable goal goals achieved, the dream which becomes a reality, not in this case. Some would say it's a sign. An omen, a warning. A warning perhaps, that my goal may be unachievable, or maybe yours. Could it be in the title itself that our fates lie? The end of a dream, a legacy, that because of one other human being, will never be remembered how we'd wish too see it.
Damian stops for a second and puts his head in his hands. A deep breath and a sigh is heard before he brings his head back up again and a smile shines across the visible part of his face.
Do you want to be remembered as the one to end my losing streak? No? Well, I guess that's just too bad. The choice was already made long ago regarding that question. Fate. Does the realization that the outcome could already be decided frighten you? It should, but like anything else there is an alternative. Place your fate in your own hands Van. Sounds simple enough, hell even easy enough. It's just too bad I've chosen to do the same thing. So what this will all come down too is physical ability. How many weapons to the head can you withstand? How many forceful slams onto the mat can you handle? This match, is going to be a defining moment in XWE history and I want to know you can take a punch. I want you to bring the fight. Because as I sit here waiting I don't think you can. Are you a joke Van? Winning only fights you know you can take easily? All those wins flukes or fixed? If you are watching this right now Van and thinking I've lost it while laughing, maybe you shouldn't be.
Damian gets up and heads to the locker room door. He bangs a couple lockers with his fists along the way. He opens the door and stands in the hallway.
Bring the fight. I want this match to steal the show. I want to cement my reputation. I want you to walk the walk and we're going to go down in history. I'm going to go out with a bang and you well, you get to leave all banged up.I'll see you Sunday.
Damian slams shut the door as the camera fades out to another commercial for the upcoming Heartbreak.
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Van
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Post by Van on Nov 14, 2007 21:44:36 GMT -5
*The scene fades in to the view of a doorway, in between two freshly painted pearl-white walls. It’s brown, wooden door hinge also looks newly furnished as the camera beings to zoom out. As it does, a young man with russet, curly hair walks by in nothing but green swim trunks, and a beanie on his head! Sounds of chatter and laughter are heard in and out of the news report currently on the television. The camera finally zooms out enough to see the Iron Man champion and his trophy wife lying on a big bed near a corner of the room. One man walks by dressed in a suit, carrying a briefcase in one hand, and a stack of papers in the other. As he walks by, he notices them in the room, and stops to give his hello's*
Man: Hello there!
*He says with a bright smile on his face. He invites himself in, not seeming to care whether he has permission or not. The mysterious older man takes a walk around the room slowly, glancing around at this and that, easily amazed by the smallest things*
Man: Nice room you have, here.
Van: Thanks?
*Van looked at Danielle, puzzled at who the man could possibly be. He shrugged at her and pushed himself off of the bed, and walked over to the man, who was still finding amusement in a newly pinned poster on the wall. Van gets to the mans side as he’s staring at the poster*
Man: Is that you?
*He raises a finger at the poster and turns to Van with a smile on his face, making Van a little uneasy...*
Van: Yeah.
*Van responds with a little chuckle at how a simple picture on the wall made him think of how he always dreamed of being on a poster, and having a fan ask him what Mr. Gordon did...*
Van: I didn’t catch your name, sir?
*The man seems to ignore Van, still distracted by the unique color patterns and text on the poster*
Van: Sir?
*Van’s second attention grabber cause the man to snap out of his “trance”, and offer a handshake in Van’s direction*
Man: Oh, I’m sorry. My name is Mr. Gordon.
*Van greeted the outreached hand with a smile and a hand of his own with a firm shake*
Van: My name i-
Mr. Gordon: Van. Yes, I know your name. I’ve seen you on T.V. In fact! The rest of the staff and administration in this fine establishment has seen your astonishing ability to rough up your opponents, day in and day out.
*Mr. Gordon leaned in to Van’s ear like he was telling him a secret*
Mr. Gordon: The office upstairs is betting on your match tomorrow night, 3-to-1 odds.
*He said like it was some sort of undercover, “hush-hush” deal. Van pulled away slowly, looking back at Danielle as she kept her eyes on the magazine, flipping the page*
Van: Oh, right. This here is my wi-
*Van turned half-way around, pointing at Danielle with his open hand, keeping his eyes on Gordon*
Mr. G: The lovely Danielle...
*She stops reading and looks up little by little until she finally saw his face, giggling on the inside at how his funny white mustache sat above his lip. Mr. Gordon walked past Van, leaving him to watch as Mr. Gordon extended his arm towards her. She looked down at her magazine as Mr. Gordon let her hand slide into his, as he kissed the top of her hand as she looked up again. Let go of her hand and stood up straight with his hands on his hips*
Mr. Gordon: I haven’t seen you, but you DO look familiar...Haven’t I see you somewhere?
Van: Unless you regularly read Vogue, Cosmo Girl, Seventeen, FHM, Maxim, Hustler, or Penthouse, I doubt it.
*Mr. Gordon flinched at how fast Van named off every magazine from the top of his head where they stood. Mr. Gordon laughed off the awkwardness and placed his suitcase on the table next to the bed*
Mr. Gordon: Mr. Van.
*Gordon snapped the side-locks up, opening the top of the briefcase swiftly until it bounced off the hinges. Inside was a stack of papers, reading in big, bold print, “Vän E. Samanya”. Gordon snatched the papers up quickly from the suitcase, causing Van to jump back*
Mr. Gordon: I have in my hand your schedule.
*Gordon looks at the huge stack of papers he carried in with them, as Van did also. Gordon smiled in embarrassment and set them down in the suitcase before turning his attention back to Van*
Mr. Gordon: In this hand, I hold your schedule. Your guide to the school. This...
*He paused and looked at the papers he held up to his head, then back at Van*
Mr. Gordon: ...is your life, now.
*Mr. Gordon brought the papers back to his side and flipped through them breifly, reading over Van’s classes as he stood in front of them, mumbling to himself*
Mr. Gordon: Economics...
*Mr. Gordon turned to start a slow pace*
Mr. Gordon: Biology...
*Van sulked in the bed a little. “All the courses I failed in High School, wonderful.”
Mr. Gordon: Calculus...American History...
*”There’s more? Damn.”*
Mr. Gordon: And last, but not least...
*Van tensed up a little, but he rose from the bed to obtain his schedule so he could read over for himself...*
Mr. Gordon: Sociology.
*Van retrieved the paper from Gordon’s hand, looking it over, up and down, side to side in disbelief*
Van: But I took these classes in High School, already...
Mr. Gordon: Ah. But these classes are the advanced classes!
*Van raised an eyebrown and turned back towards Danielle in disbelief, throwing his schedule behind him, as it drifted easily onto the bed, next to her pink socks. Van turned back to Gordon, as Gordon was checking his wrist-watch, and jumped a little in surprise of the time it displayed*
Mr. Gordon: Well! I must be going.
*”Finally.” Van thought*
Mr. Gordon: I’ll see you, 5th period!
*Mr. Gordon extended his hand towards Van again for a handshake goodbye, as Van returned it once more*
T.V: Coming up, next! Van! Damian! Iron Man Championship!
*Mr. Gordon also caught word of the T.V's announcement, and sat his breifcase back onto the table. Danielle threw her Cosmo on top of it as she got off the bed, the camera viewing her scantly clad picture on the cover*
Van: This should be interesting...
*The three stood through commercials, waiting for the big screen to show previews of the card tonight. Finally! The anchorman appeared on screen with a small box next to his face. "Damian & Van, tonight!" the box read*
Scott Downs: Tonight, we recieved word(s) from Damian Satania otuside the building! Here's the taping of Damian's feed, straight from the locker room.
*Minutes seem like hours during the speech of the fierce Damian Satania as Van folds his arms over his chest*
Damian: Are you ready to write the final chapter Van?
*Mr. Gordon turns to Van in amusement from Damian's closing statement*
Mr. Gordon: I need to meet that guy! He could write novels better than any of my current students can write paragraphs!
*Van and Danielle both laughed at Mr. Gordon's response, as he finally said something worth their time...Gordon put his hand on Van's back briefly*
Mr. Gordon: See you later, Van!
*Mr. Gordon waved his goodway as he walked away, and disappeared beyond the door hinge, and into the many hallways of the University of Phoenix*
*The scene fades with Van and Danielle watching the following newscasts on XWE T.V.*
End promo 2.
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TPW
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Post by TPW on Nov 14, 2007 22:30:38 GMT -5
Larry: It seems TPW finally got his wish. He will be facing possibly the greatest challenge he has ever faced in his whole entire career.
Nigel: In speaking of that, we got cameras in TPW's locker room right now and Platinum, we like to hear your comments.
(The camera goes into TPW's locker room but the lights are dim.)
Larry: Platinum?
TPW: James...Hearst...Hylian. That very name is what I want to hear be introduced not only as my opponent but also as my challenger. It has been over two years in the making. I fought many opponents that stood in the same ring as me and it finally comes to this. Tonight, Hylian will be in that same ring with me. The match that many fans have been waiting for ever since I made an impact during my rookie year will finally happen. James Hearst Hylian vs. The Platinum Warrior!
(Crowd Cheers)
TPW: I have been fighting my way to the top for over two years. I had my successes and I had my failures. Either way, they made me stronger. Even my first defeat since my comeback even gave me some strength. Ever since I came back, there were many goals that I wanted to achieve before my time is done. First, was to win a championship. I did that by winning the XWE Middleweight Championship and not only that, I have been the only man to hold this title since XWE's resurrection. The second was to become the most feared superstar in the XWE today. I only got 99% of that done. You see, you have big names that you have defeated. So have I. I faced a Helldog, an underdog, greatness, a killing machine and even death himself. There is one opponent that I need to face and manage to defeat and that is non other than...my former best friend, someone that I used to call a brother, the chairman himself, ...
(TPW points directly at the camera.)
TPW: ...you...James Hearst Hylian.
(Crowd Cheers)
TPW: You were right about me. You said that I wanted to test my true passion and my limits. I'm hungry for more fear and respect from both XWE superstars and XWE fans. If that's what I need to do in order to get that fear & respect that I deserve, then so be it.
(TPW walks to a mirror.)
TPW: You even say that your monstrous side has returned, meaning that I will face you at 110%. (Chuckles) That is just perfect because that's what I have been asking for a long, long, long time. You'll expect the same thing from me but unlike you, I'm no monster.
Nigel: He isn't?
(Larry starts looking at Nigel funny.)
Nigel: Sometimes he does act like one... if you piss him off that is.
TPW: I actually have two characters of The Platinum Warrior. One being the extremist. That word pretty much says it all. I take things to the extreme, not only because I like it but because that's one side of me that wants to get the job done successfully. I do whatever it takes to win without giving a damn about the risks and the negatives. Either by throwing my opponent into a flaming table, jumping off the top of the ladder and land on my opponent down below, using objects with barbed wire wrapped around or slamming my opponent onto hundreds of the thumb tacks laying on that mat.
Larry: We usually see that character when at Pay-Per-Views and since this is a Pay-Per-View, ...
Nigel: We will be seeing the extremist character of The Platinum Warrior tonight.
TPW: The other character being what TPW also stands for, The Pride of Wrestling, I do what I do in that ring night after night because it is my passion. I'm want to keep not only this company alive but the whole sport as well. Those media bastards from CNN & Fox news can do what they can to hurt our industry but I'm telling you one thing, professional wrestling is not an easy thing to kill. Even if you guys try, you'll just fail anyways because this is one industry that will never die.
(Crowd Cheers)
TPW: If you can't deal with that, I only got three words for you.
(TPW flips the middle finger at the camera.)
TPW: "Death Grip" this!
(Crowd Cheers loud and chants "TPW!")
TPW: I'll see you in that ring tonight, Hylian. You're also gonna get me 110%. If I'm going to regret it, I don't give a shit because I finally have the opportunity to fight you in a match. That's all I care about.
(Camera goes to Larry & Nigel.)
Larry: You heard it folks. TPW is ready for his match and he is going to put all his effort into this match. I'm really looking forward to it. If you ask me, what he said before he got back to Hylian, I think that was a shoot.
Nigel: It was, Larry and I couldn't agree with him more.
Larry: We'll be right back folks.
End of Promo 1/5 (Part 1 of ?? of the storyline)
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Post by tothebank on Nov 15, 2007 20:00:52 GMT -5
~FrankieG is confronted by his old friend Matt Benedict. Matthew walks up to him and taps him gently on the back. FrankieG turns around casually and stares at him for a moment then turns around again to continue making his sandwich~
FG: What do you want?
Matt: Your speech, it wasn’t like you. Is something wrong?
~FrankieG gives a small chuckle and then takes a deep breath~
FG: You see Matthew, what was said was not a speech, it was a declaration. It was a promise. A promise to ppl like yourself…
~Matt Benedict looks confused and tries to think about what he is saying. Nothing comes to mind so he asks why~
Matt: People like me? What did I do to you? I have always been there for you?
FG: It’s people like you who put faith in me that made me such a star in this place. Because of you I am looked at as a star in this company and because of you I have to live up to that every time I go out into the ring. Now, while I am truly better than everyone here, it still is a lot of pressure
Matt: … I’m sorry…?
~FrankieG rolls his eyes and throws down his sandwich~
FG: Leave before I snap you into more pieces than a transformer…
~Matt nods and scurrys away. FrankieG rolls his eyes again and picks his sandwich up and takes a large bite into it~
~End of Promo 2~
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Post by Cuervo Super Kicks Bitches on Nov 16, 2007 17:58:10 GMT -5
The scene comes back this time right outside the gym, where couple of Superstars are training and working out before their matches tonight. One superstar that stands out the most is the World Wrestling Champion, Big Pappi, who is just sitting in one of the benches without doing anything really. It appears as if he's just thinking about everything else but his match tonight. Suddenly his phone rings, he looks at it, silences it, and walks out of the gym to pick up the call..
Big Pappi: hello?
Unknown: Still there huh?
Big Pappi: yeah I'm here. I want to know who you are, and why did you do this?
Unknown: do what? I just took a few pics, and sent them to you. You know, just to let you know I'm keeping an eye on you.
Big Pappi: but why?
Unknown: So you don't do anything stupid.
Big Pappi: *with a confused look on his face* Like what? what are you talking about doing something stupid?
Unknown: Well you, you should know.
Big Pappi: I'm not feeling you man.
Unknown: You see Mr. Big Shot. Once you left, a lot of things back here weren't cleared for you to go. It seems as if you just ran away. Now that we have found you, we will take your ass out untill you pay or do something about all those things.
Big Pappi: *with wide open eyes as if he had heard something shocking he responds* I got it. Just don't do anything to them.
Unknown: If you really love them. Then, they shouldn't be worrying about your mistakes right? They should trust you. Haha, good luck for them.
Big Pappi: what?
Unknown: Nothing. Is just that they depend on you now. Sucks to be them. hahaha
As the guy laughs he hangs up, leaving Big Pappi once again talking by himself. Big Pappi gets frustrated at the fact that they've got an eye on him, and that someone's life could be depending on him, so he just throws his phone against the wall, which breaks right away having part of the screen bouncing off to the left, and battery to the opposite side.
~End of Promo2~
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WEI-YAN
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The Great Wei-Yan has Returned
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Post by WEI-YAN on Nov 17, 2007 14:19:01 GMT -5
*The Screen comes into focus inside ring area the fans are sitting down waiting for the event to begin charting along with there friends the screen goes around the arena showing a packet crowd then you hear the sound of Nigel and Larry talking so the camera focuses on them*
*Nigel: Heartbreak is in a few hours Larry there is some good matches hardcore Uproar and back together taking on Mr Great and his opponent last week Wei-Yan.
*Larry: Yes thats true Nigel i wonder if they can work together tonight Wei-Yan seems to think they won't
Nigel: Yes that true what he said about Mr Great was harsh
Larry: Well Nigel Wei-Yan's new attitude seems interesting he doesn't care about anyone but himself he pretty much beat the heel out of Mr Great last week and now he is forced into fighting alongside him
Nigel: That is true against two people who Wei-Yan hasn't thought against before
Larry: Yes thats true Nigel but he said that he is going to Destroy everyone in his way to get to the top lets see how he does tonight
Just at that moment the arena goes black Thunder strikes the ring and Wei-Yan is in the ring a camera focuses onto Wei-Yan who pays no attention as he has his head down then all of a sudden he lifts up his head and lifts the Mic
*Wei-Yan: (Looks around the arena) So Heartbreak is here an appropriate name as tonight some hearts will be broken as i continue to destroy everyone in my way starting with that pathetic Hardcore Uproar. To make matters worse i have to team up with that pathetic opponent last week Mr Great he wasn't so great after i beat the hell out of him
A few fans start cheering for Hardcore Uproar and Mr Great which only makes Wei-Yan laugh in a sadistic way
Wei-Yan: So you cheer for those idiots is that supposed to do anything for them No Ha Ha Ha you are a bunch of idiots after i destroy them tonight there won't be much to cheer about i used to care if you cheered for me but what did it get me nothing lose week after week the one week i did win i won by a pathetic no show against Deanie Ha Ha Ha then i had to take a break my first match back was a joke who the hell calls them self Mr Great but tonight i have to fight alongside him even more of a joke i don't see the point in wasting my time
Wei-Yan drops the Mic the arena goes black again then the light go back on and Wei-Yan is gone the fans starting booing Wei-Yan then all you hear is a sadistic laugh in the background.
Nigel: Well that was unexpected
Larry: Well, he does have a point who calls themselves Mr Great he wasn't very great last week
The camera fades out showing Wei-Yan's locker room door
End Of Wei-Yan promo 2
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