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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jun 22, 2010 16:47:26 GMT -5
*From the Boiler Room*
Man in Black, you cheated me out of a surefire victory last week and even helped Square and the Hangman? What is your game?
Jazzman has the right idea again though. He's making you put up or shut up in that squared circle at Wheel of Misfortune. He invited you, but will you show up?
You know what it's gonna be, MiB? It's gonna be a big, massive, pipe wrench straight to your skull! And after that, your mask is coming off and we're gonna need your dental records to identify you!
But you're not off the hook, Jazzman. The enemy of my enemy is not my friend. You're not part of the Family, so don't expect mercy from me, BRB!
I fought hard and long for this belt and I've been cheated out of legitimate victory time after time but this time the whole world is going to see, the whole WWCF Galaxy is going to remember, why I won this belt in the first place!
It's going to remember that I was the very first Double Champion, and you know what?
They're going to remember all of the opponents that I've defeated in my time: M.O.P., Jonathan Michaels, D.R. Jackson, Square, and at Wheel of Misfortune, they will remember two more names: Jazzman, and the Man in Black!
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Post by smokinvokoun on Jun 22, 2010 19:10:19 GMT -5
THE TIME IS GETTING CLOSER AND CLOSER......isn't Headbanger Man? You want to shut me up well here is your chance. This is your chance to prove to the world that you are in my league when it comes to being Hardcore. Well last Monday, you did a good job in proving yourself, I'll give you that. I didn't think you guys would get the job done, and lo and behold, you got out of that Cage with those belts..BY THE SKIN OF YOUR TEETH!!! So....
*Vokoun gives a slow clap*
GOOD JOB TO YOU!!! However, while your a damn good tag team wrestler...your really not so much when your on your own. Because now, I have you one on one at Wheel of Misfortune. Now theres no place to run, no place to hide...AND NO PLACE TO HIT BE FROM BEHIND!!! Because thats the only way you ever beat me. NOW YOU HAVE TO FACE THE DEVIL HIMSELF!!!! And when you walk into that ring, to sacirifice yourself for the "greater good" of the Heavy Metal Hollywood, just ask yourself ....."'m I willing to die for the WWCF Hardcore title. I'm I able to kill Smokin Vokoun....before he kills me?" Because I am Headbanger. I'm gonna put my LIFE INTO RETAINING THIS BELT...IT'S THE ONLY THING I GOT IN THIS WORLD!!!! And I'm not gonna let a prissy 80's drummer wannabe take that away from me.[/color]
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Post by Topher is Human on Jun 22, 2010 21:03:44 GMT -5
THE DANGER IN STARTING A FIRE by Colt
Last night definately did not go as I had planned it, however when all was said and done. I still showed my resolve and stepped into the ring and made my presence felt. Unfortunately it wasn't enough to save the match... but we move on.
And what a goal to move on to! For you see it's finally been made official. Colt vs "Damn Right" Jackson, one on one. This game of cat and mouse is over. No more hiding behind the words "I'm done with you", no more hidind behind tag team stipulatins, no more hiding behind baseball bat assaults. We're finally able to lay eachothers hands on eachother!
However, Jackson saw this coming before the match was announce, so what did that coward do? He put it to himself to make sure I was able to walk into ring! He speared me into lockers, through me through TV's, pomberbombed me into walls, stomped me into concrete before swinging at my ribs with a baseball bat... All before the night began.
It took an hour before I was able to recieve medical attention, they kept insisting that I go to the hospital, live to fight another day. But I refused, I wouldn't allow myself to give you that satisfaction Jackson! I needed to prove to you, that aslong as I'm still breathing, aslong as my heart is still beating... I will fight!
So despite giving yourself the physical advantage heading into our match... I will not go down. I will continue to stand, I will prove to you that I still have what it takes to hang with the competitors here, and I WILL MAKE HISTORY!
Even if it's at your expense...
You should've killed me when you had the chance, the writings on the wall Jackson... There's a danger in starting a fire, you never know how many bridges you'll burn.
And that is your Story on Page One... "Damn Right!"
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Post by The Hangman on Jun 22, 2010 21:06:40 GMT -5
RevofEv @ Tweeterific via iPad @paintraintyfo So go for the elbow, got it. Cheers for the info, jackass TheHangingJudge @ SuperTweet via Public Computer And the toe. Maybe cripple them for good. You butt cowboys think you can beat us after that match? Boy, you two must be on Mescaline.
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Post by Johnny B. Decent on Jun 22, 2010 21:12:11 GMT -5
Last night definately did not go as I had planned it, however when all was said and done. I still showed my resolve and stepped into the ring and made my presence felt. Unfortunately it wasn't enough to save the match... but we move on.
However, Jackson saw this coming before the match was announce, so what did that coward do? He put it to himself to make sure I was able to walk into ring! He speared me into lockers, through me through TV's, pomberbombed me into walls, stomped me into concrete before swinging at my ribs with a baseball bat... All before the night began.
It was probably for the best unless you wanted me and Elijah Muhammad putting you into retirement # 2.
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Post by Jackson "The Cool" Carter on Jun 22, 2010 22:49:01 GMT -5
DR Jackson: I want to break you. I want to hurt you. I want you to bleed. I want to end your career... I want you to be unable to walk, I want you to know exactly what the Era of Attitude is all about...
I want you begging me for mercy. I want you to go home to Australia and telling your friends and family that you failed, that you couldn't cut it. I want you out of my life!
I want to make history at YOUR expense! I want you to know that you've made an enemy out of The Black Dynasty... I want you to admit that you should have never returned... I want you to admit that you are inferior to me and my people. I want you to realise that I am the Story on Page One, not you.
I want you to fall...
DAMN RIGHT!
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Post by Deleted on Jun 22, 2010 22:57:02 GMT -5
Well Jono. I hope you enjoyed my little exhibition last night. Now that you've see what I'm capable of, I'm sure you're regretting accepting my challenge. But it's too late for regret. At Wheel of Misfortune, you WILL tap out. And I will become the NEW Champion of Honor!
And I will do it...
For Yellow Jacket.
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Post by Johnny B. Decent on Jun 22, 2010 23:29:12 GMT -5
DR Jackson: I want to break you. I want to hurt you. I want you to bleed. I want to end your career... I want you to be unable to walk, I want you to know exactly what the Era of Attitude is all about...
I want you begging me for mercy. I want you to go home to Australia and telling your friends and family that you failed, that you couldn't cut it. I want you out of my life!
I want to make history at YOUR expense! I want you to know that you've made an enemy out of The Black Dynasty... I want you to admit that you should have never returned... I want you to admit that you are inferior to me and my people. I want you to realise that I am the Story on Page One, not you.
I want you to fall...
DAMN RIGHT! Jesus. Just admit you want to be his Leatherdaddy and a desire to Sodomize him, and be done with it.
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Post by Jay Carroll on Jun 23, 2010 1:21:04 GMT -5
*yawns*
I'm gonna have to hear this for the next week, aren't I?
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Post by Johnny B. Decent on Jun 23, 2010 1:27:08 GMT -5
*yawns* I'm gonna have to hear this for the next week, aren't I? Ah, Jay, how is your nose? Quite raw again, I must assume, after eating yet another Bom-Ba Ye.
Expect a few more of them in due time.
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Post by Jay Carroll on Jun 23, 2010 1:30:50 GMT -5
*yawns* I'm gonna have to hear this for the next week, aren't I? Ah, Jay, how is your nose? Quite raw again, I must assume, after eating yet another Bom-Ba Ye.
Expect a few more of them in due time. My nose, like your inflated sense of self, is doing just fine. My question is, when I prevent you from walking, how will you throw a Bom-Ba Ye?
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Post by Johnny B. Decent on Jun 23, 2010 1:33:51 GMT -5
Ah, Jay, how is your nose? Quite raw again, I must assume, after eating yet another Bom-Ba Ye.
Expect a few more of them in due time. My nose, like your inflated sense of self, is doing just fine. My question is, when I prevent you from walking, how will you throw a Bom-Ba Ye? Well, to do so, you actually have to be somewhat decent at wrestling, Jay.
Anyways, quick question, what do the following three items mean to you:
1. A Chain with a Sickle attached to it 2. A Baseball Bat wrapped in Barbed Wire 3. A 2x4 with Nails stuck in it.
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Post by Jay Carroll on Jun 23, 2010 1:36:39 GMT -5
My nose, like your inflated sense of self, is doing just fine. My question is, when I prevent you from walking, how will you throw a Bom-Ba Ye? Well, to do so, you actually have to be somewhat decent at wrestling, Jay.
Anyways, quick question, what do the following three items mean to you:
1. A Chain with a Sickle attached to it 2. A Baseball Bat wrapped in Barbed Wire 3. A 2x4 with Nails stuck in it. ... You're about to torture another referee?
No... You're going to beat up on a lower card wrestler again?
Nah, not what you're aiming for, was it? Your weapons don't scare me. Neither does the Bom-Ba Ye.
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Post by Johnny B. Decent on Jun 23, 2010 1:41:38 GMT -5
Well, to do so, you actually have to be somewhat decent at wrestling, Jay.
Anyways, quick question, what do the following three items mean to you:
1. A Chain with a Sickle attached to it 2. A Baseball Bat wrapped in Barbed Wire 3. A 2x4 with Nails stuck in it. ... You're about to torture another referee?
No... You're going to beat up on a lower card wrestler again?
Nah, not what you're aiming for, was it? Your weapons don't scare me. Neither does the Bom-Ba Ye. Well Jay, if you actually paid attention to the company, and not getting drunk off your ass to drown the little voice in your head going "Oh God, I'm going to have to wrestle Amigo again! And, for the title! Oh Jesus, why did my reign have to be so short?!? You would know that the main event has a unique stipulation of where it chose by wheel via the suggestions of us. We have three, and those three weapons of choice I am well familliar with.
So, Jay, you can talk your little game of trying to convince both of us you aren't pissing your pants with fear at the prospect of me breaking your nose once again and sending you back to reality.
Actually, do. It's more fun to hunt when the prey thinks he has a chance of winning.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 23, 2010 1:51:18 GMT -5
Well Jono. I hope you enjoyed my little exhibition last night. Now that you've see what I'm capable of, I'm sure you're regretting accepting my challenge. But it's too late for regret. At Wheel of Misfortune, you WILL tap out. And I will become the NEW Champion of Honor!
And I will do it...
For Yellow Jacket. So you're capable of using weapons in order to win the match? Wow, that's real athletic prowess right there.
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Post by Kris Kobain on Jun 23, 2010 1:57:40 GMT -5
*Kris is seen at a deli ordering a sandwich.
Kris: "Extra meat and extra cheese and put a rush on it! What kind of bread? Anything but French bread. Terrible terrible stuff."
*Kris turns towards the camera
Kris: "So Frenchy you think I'm going to bring a reptile to the ring do ya? I wouldn't even bother with one of your hairy leg wenches with thier scaly skin and lizard lips. No no. You want to make an impression by beating me huh? When's the last time a Frenchy won anything? Nineteen ninety never? Yeah. Go ahead and blab your mouth Frenchy. The bottom line is your only claim to fame is being as yellow as the mustard your country is named after. Does that burn a little? That's nothig compared to The Afterburn."
*The sandwich maker hands Kris his sandwich.
Kris: "Pardon me but do you have any Grey Poupon?" Man: "But of course."
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Post by Jay Carroll on Jun 23, 2010 1:58:42 GMT -5
... You're about to torture another referee?
No... You're going to beat up on a lower card wrestler again?
Nah, not what you're aiming for, was it? Your weapons don't scare me. Neither does the Bom-Ba Ye. Well Jay, if you actually paid attention to the company, and not getting drunk off your ass to drown the little voice in your head going "Oh God, I'm going to have to wrestle Amigo again! And, for the title! Oh Jesus, why did my reign have to be so short?!? You would know that the main event has a unique stipulation of where it chose by wheel via the suggestions of us. We have three, and those three weapons of choice I am well familliar with.
So, Jay, you can talk your little game of trying to convince both of us you aren't pissing your pants with fear at the prospect of me breaking your nose once again and sending you back to reality.
Actually, do. It's more fun to hunt when the prey thinks he has a chance of winning. I'm not even going to humor you, Amigo. I don't drink anymore, by the way. It's bad for you, and has no place in my preparations for title defenses. I also like how you think that the stipulations are all going to be weapons based. I'd love to see you in a submissions match, a pure wrestling match, or a best 2 out of 3 falls match. You'd be the proverbial fish out of water, and I'd pick your bones.
Also, let me address some things right now:
I haven't had much to say lately for a very good reason. Amigo has been, and I can't believe I'm saying this, correct at just about every turn. He's pinned me in tag matches. He's beaten me in singles. He's beaten me at Stable Wars. He's beaten me in milk chugging contests. He's beaten me in just about every single thing we've competed in. And all I can really say is, "Good for you, Amigo." Why? Because Amigo thinks that Sunday is going to be simple. He thinks it's going to be as easy as show up, beat me, win title. And that, my friends, works out in my favor. I want you to think that everything is sweet and easy, Amigo. I want you to walk in overconfident and overmatched. Because, you're relying on something that doesn't work out in your benefit anymore: the Bom-Ba Ye. Ever heard of the phrase, "They sleep. We grind"? Well, that's exactly what's been happening, you sleep, and I'm working. You think you've prepared, I'm still putting together my gameplan, making sure it's airtight. And at Wheel of Misfortune, when we finally clash one on one, you don't stand a chance. The best part is, the only one who doesn't know it yet is YOU. *Jay walks over to a toilet, with a cell phone in hand.* Now, pay attention Amigo, this is the part I've designed for the simple minded like yourself. You say you have my number, right? Things change, Amigo. People get new numbers, and get rid of their old ones. *Jay drops the cell phone in the toilet and flushes, then pulls out the latest iPhone.* I've got a "new number", chump. Quit counting on the past, or else you'll find your head disconnected from your shoulders while I've got the Hangover locked in.
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Post by Johnny B. Decent on Jun 23, 2010 2:05:13 GMT -5
Well Jay, if you actually paid attention to the company, and not getting drunk off your ass to drown the little voice in your head going "Oh God, I'm going to have to wrestle Amigo again! And, for the title! Oh Jesus, why did my reign have to be so short?!? You would know that the main event has a unique stipulation of where it chose by wheel via the suggestions of us. We have three, and those three weapons of choice I am well familliar with.
So, Jay, you can talk your little game of trying to convince both of us you aren't pissing your pants with fear at the prospect of me breaking your nose once again and sending you back to reality.
Actually, do. It's more fun to hunt when the prey thinks he has a chance of winning. I'm not even going to humor you, Amigo. I don't drink anymore, by the way. It's bad for you, and has no place in my preparations for title defenses. I also like how you think that the stipulations are all going to be weapons based. I'd love to see you in a submissions match, a pure wrestling match, or a best 2 out of 3 falls match. You'd be the proverbial fish out of water, and I'd pick your bones.
Also, let me address some things right now:
I haven't had much to say lately for a very good reason. Amigo has been, and I can't believe I'm saying this, correct at just about every turn. He's pinned me in tag matches. He's beaten me in singles. He's beaten me at Stable Wars. He's beaten me in milk chugging contests. He's beaten me in just about every single thing we've competed in. And all I can really say is, "Good for you, Amigo." Why? Because Amigo thinks that Sunday is going to be simple. He thinks it's going to be as easy as show up, beat me, win title. And that, my friends, works out in my favor. I want you to think that everything is sweet and easy, Amigo. I want you to walk in overconfident and overmatched. Because, you're relying on something that doesn't work out in your benefit anymore: the Bom-Ba Ye. Ever heard of the phrase, "They sleep. We grind"? Well, that's exactly what's been happening, you sleep, and I'm working. You think you've prepared, I'm still putting together my gameplan, making sure it's airtight. And at Wheel of Misfortune, when we finally clash one on one, you don't stand a chance. The best part is, the only one who doesn't know it yet is YOU. *Jay walks over to a toilet, with a cell phone in hand.* Now, pay attention Amigo, this is the part I've designed for the simple minded like yourself. You say you have my number, right? Things change, Amigo. People get new numbers, and get rid of their old ones. *Jay drops the cell phone in the toilet and flushes, then pulls out the latest iPhone.* I've got a "new number", chump. Quit counting on the past, or else you'll find your head disconnected from your shoulders while I've got the Hangover locked in. Ooh, the little puppy finally bites after all this time.
Submissions? You forget, dear fool, my DVD. Where did I start in wrestling? In NJPW. A place INFAMOUS for it's training in Shoot Wrestling. I know more armlocks, chokeholds, and leglocks then you possibly could comprehend. But hey, if a Knee is just as good, why bother? In a *ahem* "Pure match, Ol' Bommy is still legal. And same for a 2/3. Hell, I wonder why you evern bothered bringing up that one.
And I also find it funny that you claim I am sleeping where every day I'm here lifting over twice my body weight. You training? Hah. I call it hiding under your little baby blankie.
It seems as if you want to end this conversation. That's fine. I know how hard it is for you to talk under such rattled nerves. See you soon, Jay. Keep that title nice and polished, or I may have to snap your arm. Or maybe I'll do it anyways, you never know.OOC: Be back later.
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Post by Viva on Jun 23, 2010 11:27:02 GMT -5
Wow, this shit is getting old. Amigo talks about how he's going to beat the champ, despite being little more than a chump who has done really nothing more than be in the right place at the right time, and Jay comes in and talks about how he's gonna shut him up. It's old. It's tired.
You two dipshits are forgetting that I'm the one in control here, quite literally. You may lock him up in The Hangover, Jay. He might even hit you with the Bom-Ba Ye. But at the end of the day, I'm the guy that rings the bell.
Now, tell me what the hell I DON'T gain by letting you two beat each other to nothing more than a shit pile? I'll tell you right now, I'm worse than FIFA refs. You'll need to earn every bit of your win come Monday. In fact, you'll likely need to go above and beyond what it would take to win.
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Post by Jazzman on Jun 23, 2010 12:05:42 GMT -5
So, I've remained silent for a few weeks now, but one week out from an opportunity at gold, I have no choice but to let my feelings be known.
I didn't ask for this chance, didn't politic to Drakin, didn't demand that if I didn't get a shot I'd walk, didn't do any of that, I've earned this shot through my own work.
Some people believe that I've been floating around with little to do and that I just have the shot because of my name value. No one was stepping up, so it had to be me. Well, to those people, I say that on Monday I'll prove you wrong.
To BRB: I know that you want to kill the MIB, but don't you dare forget about me. I know that I can beat you, and I know that given a chance in a fair fight, I can take down the Man in Black. My hunt for gold will take me through any person on this roster, be they known or unknown.
The hunt never ends, pride never dies, and I will tell both of you this much, my time to be IF champion has come and on Monday, I will take what I think I deserve.
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