WCTNA Thread 40: TNA based efed

Okay, the absolute, final, I really mean it this time, iMPACT card is in the first post.

Also, slight note, Christy is not here this week so Brooke Adams is filling in. If anyone sends me a promo with Christy as the interviewer then I'm just gonna go ahead and change it to Brooke.

That's exactly why I like her. Based on that and her stuff on twitter, it's quite possible that she is legitimately insane.

And I should point out that underneath all the goth makeup she does look quite nice.

I have one more promo to do and I'm good, I think.

Well I'm gonna get some sleep now but I'll be back in a few hours. Start it and I'll try and get back to you.

Tenay: Welcome to iMPACT as we are three weeks away from Against All Odds. Tonight we have a full card with eight matches signed.
West: Oh yeah, we've got a packed show tonight.
Tenay: All topped off with the main event of AJ Styles and Eric Young teaming with Samoa Joe to take on the Jacksons.



*AJ comes to the ring, without his usual pyro or mannerisms, as is the custom over the past few weeks. When he gets to the ring, AJ takes a mic.*

Well the last few weeks certainly haven't been easy. Usually in these situations I'd confide in Christy. But Christy isn't here tonight after what happened at Genesis. It was...well it's easier just to show you.

*AJ gestures to the big screen*



Right now I want to make something clear. I always thought of Christy as like a little sister. And in my role as big brother, I feel like it's my job to defend her when some creep puts his hands on her. And I failed to do that. And not only did a fail to do that but Raven took advantage to defeat me. Raven who spent the last few weeks trying to get at me through my family and my friends finally succeeded in beating me. And I still don't know why. I don't know why Raven would do this for anything other than his own sick pleasure. But I can't let any more people I care about be left at the whim of a madman. It ends now. I'm throwing in the towel. Congratulations, Raven. You win.

*AJ turns and goes to leave the ring.*



*Eric Young heads to the ring, stopping A.J. Styles from leaving.*

Raven wins? You're just gonna walk away? I can't believe I'm the one saying this to someone else, but quit feeling sorry for yourself.

So you lost. ONE. TIME. So Raven's psychological games of torture continue, and somebody you care about got dragged into things a little too far than you'd care to see. I'm not trying to sound insensitive here, man, but shit happens. And beating yourself up isn't gonna fix it. Admitting defeat when the war hasn't even started yet isn't gonna fix it.

Hell, look back a few months. I was even worse than you were for far lesser of a reason. And here we are today. I've been in World Title matches, and I've got the X-Division Championship on my shoulder for the third time!

A.J., things haven't been going great for you since Raven showed up, I'll admit. But the only way he's gonna beat you is if you let him. This is 2010, man. Raven is nothing but an old man, clawing at what little glory he ever got in this business. And he saw an opportunity to snake his way back to the top with you.

You don't think I know that! Dammit, Eric, it isn't about him beating me. I told you before, it'd be one thing if Raven was messing with me. I could deal with that. But I can't let him torture my family anymore. I can't let him ruin the lives of people I care about.

You're right. You can't let him do this. So DON'T let him do this. You messed up once. So what? We're not gonna hold that against you. Christy's not gonna think any less of you. Your wife isn't gonna think any less of you. The only way Raven's gonna beat you is if you give up. Because if he beats you to a bloody pulp in this ring, if you don't break under all his games, you've won.

And what happens until then? He's not gonna stop, Eric. You can't understand. Not until he's going after your family. If I have to sacrifice my pride to protect my family then that's just something I have to do.

Somehow, I think they'd rather see you lose with dignity than be a coward, man. A.J., it's not gonna stop if you just walk out. You might be okay with it at first, but it'll eat away at you for the rest of your life. And knowing that your career ended...that you let your career end all because of one sick freak antagonizing you...that'll be worse than anything Raven can do to you.

What am I supposed to do? Continue this thing with everybody else caught in the middle? You think I can live with the knowledge that if I pursue this I could destroy two families when I could just walk away and end this now? What do you want me to do?



*Samoa Joe heads to the ring.*

What do we want you to do? Eric, clearly the inspiration that worked for you isn't working for him. So since I'm stuck with you two in a match tonight anyway, and because the guy who would ordinarily be here is playing an idiot under a ma...

*EY covers Joe's mic for a minute and mouths something to him. Joe rolls his eyes.*

Since the guy who would ordinarily be here "is no longer with the company", I might as well come out here and see if I can't get the job done. A.J., buddy...

*Joe elbows A.J. in the face, sending him to the mat!*

Man the f*** up.

You think every guy who got in here with Raven didn't think about quitting once? How many of 'em did it, huh? Hell, forget Raven. You ain't the first guy to ever want to quit because somebody made things personal. But that ain't how things work in wrestling. You don't run away when somebody makes things personal, you step your game up. You make him regret makings personal.

What you don't do is run away with your tail between your legs. There's a few guys I'd expect that from...although that list has gotten shorter of late, champ...

*EY chuckles a bit, sarcastically.*

But you, man? You're at the bottom of the list. We go back a long time, and even though we don't see eye to eye these days, I'm not gonna deny that you've got my respect. But if you walk out, then I'm gonna have to take that back.

He's right, man. Quitting is not the right thing to do. Raven will just find some way to drag you back in, and worse off than things are now. You wanna end up like Stevie Richards?

What do expect me to do? I can't accept the responsibility for Raven potentially ruining two families. I just can't.

Jesus, are you even listening? I thought I was pretty clear. Drop this angsty bullshit, and drop it fast, because if I lose to Matt Morgan and his new friends because you're being a bitch...let's just say Raven's not the one you're gonna have to worry about.

A.J., I think you need someone to put things in perspective for you. Someone needs to show you that Raven isn't some big unstoppable force you have to run away from. And next week, I'm gonna do that in this very ring.

But tonight, we've got a match to win, and some new guys to gauge. So for now, forget about Raven. Just focus on the match, and seeing if Morgan and these kids can hang in WCTNA.

*AJ looks at Young. Then he drops the mic and leaves the ring without another word.*

JB: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Venice, California, Brian Kenrick!

*Brian Kendrick grabs the mic as he enters the ring, getting some boos from the crowd.*

Last week, I defeated Amazing Red and took the first step in my return to greatness! So, imagine my surprise when I heard that Red wanted a rematch. Now, a technical wrestling master like myself should never turn down a match, and so I agreed. But then who decides to stick their hand in the match but, Kevin Nash!

*Crowd cheers*

That lazy, no good, talentless excuse for a wrestler! But I let him insert himself, for a couple of reasons. One, by beating Nash tonight I'll show all of you that men like him, wrestlers with no technical ability, are a disgrace and deserve to be crushed. But there's one other reason I let it happen. And that's because it makes it a tag match. And trust me, I had a lot of people asking if they could be my partner, some even begging to work with a technical master like myself, but I picked this one special, just for you, Red.



*Little Red comes down to the ring*

That's right, Red. It's your brother, Little Red!

*Red take the mic from Kendrick*

Actually, it's Crimson, because as you can see, I'm anything but little when compared to my brother. And a lot of you may ask why I would side against my brother but you don't know Red like I do. See you guys cheer this man on, you put your confidence in him completely unaware that he's a selfish jerk who never gave a damn about me, about our family, no! He left the first chance he could get. I begged to go with him but I was "too whiny and too small." Am I too small now, Red? But enough talk, get your ass out here so I can give you something special, from the whole family!

*Red drops the mic as he and Kendrick wait for Red and Nash to come out.*



JB: Their opponents, first, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing 150 pounds, The Amazing Red!



JB: And his partner, from Detroit, Michigan, weighing 317 pounds, "Big Sexy" Kevin Nash!

Amazing Red and Kevin Nash v Brian Kendrick and Crimson
3 votes
10 minutes

Nash chokeslams Kendrick.

Crimosn takes out Nash and while this is going on, Kendrick hits The Kendrick on Red!

1...

2...

3!

JB: Here are your winners, Brian Kendrick and Crimson!

Tenay: A successful debut for Crimson here as he and Brian Kendrick get the win.
West: Yeah, Crimson beats his "big" brother here.
Tenay: Well Eric Bischoff has apparently arrived abd the Beautiful People are trying toi get a word with him. Let's go to the back.

*The Beautiful People are shown walking down the hallway at a fast pace. They appear to be having a heated exchange, but it isn't audible. They finally get close enough to hear.*

...and we'll just find out exactly what he thinks about all this! *Bangs on an office door* Eric! *tries the handle, but it is locked, so she keeps banging* ERIC! Open up!

Look, I've had to put up with your whining all week. Now I'm not opening this door if all you are gonna do is complain.

Whining!? *starts looking around for something and walks off screen*

Look, Eric... err.. Mr. Bischoff... I know you've heard all this before. But we really do need to discuss the whole women's title situation some more. Can you please let us in?

Alright, come in.

*Angelina tries the door again and finds it unlocked. Velvet walks back on screen with a lead pipe, taping it in her hand. Angelina quickly swipes the pipe from Velvet and points at Velvet in a "don't even think about it" type way. Velvet looks frustrated then follows Angelina into Eric's office. They find Bischoff sitting behind his desk with Garrett Bischoff standing nearby.*

Now, what can I do for you?

Like I said, you've heard this already, but needs to be said again. That match at Genesis was suppose to be a three way match. I know that there are no rules, but doesn't take away from the fact that it was still suppose to be just the three of us.

For no reason whatsoever, Taylor decided to inject herself into the match. Had it have been a four corners match, and she was a part of it... I would have nothing to object to. But she had no business being down at ringside, let alone getting involved with the match itself.

What are you gonna do? Tara got Daffney in a cage and that still didn't stop Taylor getting involved. Those two, I don't think anything would stop them helping eachother. It's kinda sweet if you think about it. In any case I think I can guess where this is going. You want a rematch, right?

Absolutely! And with a stipulation that if Taylor interferes in any way whatsoever, Daffney will be stripped of her title!

You got it! Deal!

I could do that. But I'm gonna need something first.

We'll do whatever it takes to make that match happen.

Alright, you remember last week when I told you not to interfere in Daffney and Taylor's "celebration"?

Yea. It took everything in us not to. The lengths some people will go to get a rise out of the....

Ah yeah. Anyway it seems not everyone got the memo. Now I got Daffney complaining that Tara interrupted before she and Taylor were, well, "done".

Ughck... can't those two just get a room? No-one really wants to see that. *shudders* Its just... creepy...

Uh yeah. But Daffney wants something done about Tara. Oddly enough she told me not to worry about Hamada. She'd take care of that herself. But I thought I'd kill two birds with one stone and book you two in a handicap match against Tara tonight. Beat Tara and you'll get your title match.

So... take on Tara in a handicap match.... Win... and we get a rematch for the Women's Championship in which if Taylor gets involved, Daffney is stripped of the title. Eric, I think we have a deal. *Puts hand out to shake it*

Maybe you misunderstand. When I said that you get your rematch, I meant exactly that. Rematch, not rematches. There's only a spot for one of you.

Um.. well. Alright then. Its not like I need Velvet there to beat Daffney anyway.

Waitaminute! Who said you were going to get to face her? Why do you automatically assume it is going to be you?

Well, I'm 2-time former Women's Champion, I'm leader of the Beautiful People, and quite frankly a much better option to take on Daffney.

A better option!? Need I remind you who got pinned at Genesis!? Let me think... hmmm... Oh yea... YOU! And you might be a 2-time Women's Champion, but don't forget that you were only the 2nd Beautiful Person to become champion. While yours truly became champion nearly a full year before your dumpy ass could. And leader of the Beautiful People!? PuhLEASE! You couldn't lead a train down a set of traintracks!

Ladies, ladies! How about this? Whichever one of you pins Tara gets the shot. Is that agreeable?

Fine by me!

Me too!

Well I'm glad that's settled. So, unless there's something else you can do for me...

HMPH... *Vevet storms out of the office.*

... dumpy ass? *looks and runs hand over bottom* I don't think so honey. *Realizes Eric is still there, looking at her. She quickly exits*

JB: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, at a combined weight of 442 pounds, Jesse Neal and Shannon Moore, Ink Inc!



JB: And their opponents, from london, England, at a combined weight of 465 pounds, Brutus Magnus and Desmond Wolfe, London Underground!

London Underground v Ink Inc
3 votes
10 minutes