smokinvokoun
Dennis Stamp
Daffy's Gonna Kill You
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Post by smokinvokoun on Jun 29, 2010 2:15:31 GMT -5
We see Vokoun sitting in the locker room....still covered in blood and holding his Hardcore championship
You know as I sit here tonight looking at my piece of junk belt....I keep thinking about how close Headbanger really was in not only taking my belt....but my life. Headbanger....I guess I didn't give you enough credit, but pal you proved to me that you are hardcore. YOU NEARLY KILLED ME!!!!! You tried to choke me out with barbwire and you sandwhiched my head between the steel cage AND A STEEL CHAIR!!!! So Headbanger, you are hardcore....BUT YOUR NOT MORE HARDCORE THAN ME!!!! HBM, as you lay in your hospital room tonight, I hope you realize what kind of monster you unleashed tonight. All the talk and the insults that you spewed at me....really dug deep at me. It seemed you were so confident that you were gonna beat me....that you thought I wasn't on your level. It didn't matter that I had the belt and you didn't....IT DIDN'T MATTER TO YOU!!!! All you saw was the celebration after the match....all you saw was a crazy little pushover. In short, YOU DOUBTED ME!!!! KNOW YOU WILL NEVER DOUBT ME AGAIN!!!!! The flames that engulfed you while you were on top of the cell....WAS LITERALLY THE FIRE IN MY BELLY!!!!! And that 25 feet drop....well....SORRY ABOUT THAT!!!! But seriously Headbanger, you did earn my respect because I cause I underestimated you too. You came to fight and that's all I wanted. But you didn't expect me to comeback the way I did...DID YOU? No you didn't, once again...you looked past me. You looked past me and now your in a hospital room being treated for not only second degree burns BUT FROM BROKEN BONES!!!!! Now you've learned your lesson as did I. And one day you will get another shot at this title...but for now....SWEET DREAMS!!!!![/color]
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Post by Deleted on Jun 29, 2010 2:56:36 GMT -5
Evil M is sitting in the locker room, holding an icepack to the back of his neck, the Championship of Honor resting on his lap. Yellow Jacket, I promised I would do you proud, my friend! Finally, Jonathan Michaels is no longer the Champion of Honor! A new day has dawned, a day where we have a Champion we can be proud of!
However, Jono. I did not appreciate your cheap shot after the match was over. I won the match fair and square! You should be fined, suspended, and banned from MY division for what you did! There was nothing honorable about hitting your immoral finishing move on me after the match ended!
And Sparks. You wanted my attention, now you have it. I will not take this sitting down! Nobody is going to take MY title away!M stands up, almost dropping the belt in the process. Now that I have the belt, things are going to be different! Next week on NiteRaw, I shall dictate MY rules of honor, which WILL be adhered to, if any challengers want a shot at the title!M hugs the belt tightly as we fade out. Heh. Your rules? Even a toddler could figure out that your open challenge is an open TRAP. No competent human being would accept those terms...I accept your challenge, Evil M.
However, I'm not that stupid. I do have some backup prepared to foil your dastardly plans if you do have any. Let's just say a good old friend of mine has agreed to be in the arena in case you pull one of your tricks. Don't expect what's to be expected. I'll leave it at that.
So yes, Evil, I DO accept your challenge. Hell, I'll accept all of your challenges. Until I get that belt...I accept.
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Post by Jackson "The Cool" Carter on Jun 29, 2010 4:51:07 GMT -5
*Jackson is seen in his locker room, picking out all of the loose nails from his back...*
DR Jackson: I promised I'd win the war, I told you all that The Black Dynasty will prevail... prevail for a new choice, for a new generation.
Colt, I'm not going to deny it. You've still got it, I've never felt that pain before and I do not want to ever feel it again... however I've also never felt that adrenaline rush before. You are still one of the best competitors to ever step into the ring, I apologise for ever saying otherwise... However when all was said and done... My star is shining brighter than anyone else here and there is simply no stopping The Era of Attitude!
What's next for the Black Dynasty? Let's see how brighter we can get...
Neither Enemy Nor Friend... DAMN RIGHT!... ow....
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Jun 29, 2010 11:29:23 GMT -5
Seth: Actually I can do that. I actually told you last week that if you were not impartial, I would make sure you didnt get a sniff of that title for a long time. Now lets see.....
*Seth has a remote showing that Viva on two occasions slow counting Amigo's pin attempt on Jay.*
Seth: Seems bias there. But there is more.
*Seth shows Viva hitting Amigo in the back of the head with the world title, allowing Jay to cradle him....and Viva does a normal 1-2-3 count.*
Seth: Viva......you broke the mandate I made and now I have every right to make this your last world title shot for 2010.
Oh yeah, and if your security force arms themselves with weapons, I will throw them out. And knowing you, they might try to help you win. They do that and I will come out there to disqualify you, which means you wont be getting a rematch for the rest of the year.
Just try me.
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Viva
Dennis Stamp
THAT'S MY PURSE! *kick to the groin*
You can dance if you want to.
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Post by Viva on Jun 29, 2010 11:45:36 GMT -5
Seth: Actually I can do that. I actually told you last week that if you were not impartial, I would make sure you didnt get a sniff of that title for a long time. Now lets see.....*Seth has a remote showing that Viva on two occasions slow counting Amigo's pin attempt on Jay.* Seth: Seems bias there. But there is more.*Seth shows Viva hitting Amigo in the back of the head with the world title, allowing Jay to cradle him....and Viva does a normal 1-2-3 count.* Seth: Viva......you broke the mandate I made and now I have every right to make this your last world title shot for 2010.
Oh yeah, and if your security force arms themselves with weapons, I will throw them out. And knowing you, they might try to help you win. They do that and I will come out there to disqualify you, which means you wont be getting a rematch for the rest of the year.
Just try me. No, no. I'm not staffing the security. Why would I spend my money? That's your job. Amigo hasn't just admitted he's going to interfere, he's threatened my life. Obviously, as a CEO of this company, you can admit that one of your top stars being murdered doesn't look so good. So I expect you not only to staff the security that protects me, but arm them adequately. I reiterate that I would like you to hire them as to avoid a screwjob. I'm going to beat Jay Carroll, and I'm going to do so with The Bedtime Story. That is it. There is no further discussion on that front. If you're going to limit me to one title shot for the rest of the year, you better make GOD damn sure it doesn't end in disqualification or murder.
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Post by Tyfo on Jun 29, 2010 11:53:56 GMT -5
A cage match with weapons followed by a Singapore cane match, not exactly the best 7 days for your health, but that's all behind me now. Because now, after 9 months of waiting for my moment, it's almost here.
Mr. Drakin, I'm officially turning over my Money in the Bank briefcase to you for my title shot at Botch at the Beach.
Whether it's my own Family member Jay Carroll, or Viva, or Amigo, or anyone else who walks into Botch at the Beach with the WWCF Championship, make no mistake that this is the genesis of Tyfo's time. I've waited since Gookermania to find that perfect point in time and this is it. I've never been in better shape, I've never been more mentally prepared, and I've never felt more ready to step up that final rung of the ladder then I do right now.
I'd actually like to thank Headbanger Man and Dave, as well as Square and Hangman. Thank you for the matches the last two weeks. Even though I came out on the losing end, and even lost some money in one case, it showed me what I needed to see. It showed me that when I went away for a few weeks to think things through, that I was right. Because the main thing I needed to prove to myself was that I could take anything that is thrown my way and stand up and smile in it's face. Well, here I am. Beaten down, busted up, black and blue, but with a smile on my face. I've taken punishment from all angles and I'm still standing, and with my new found championship smile.
You see, right now my mind isn't on Tag Team gold, or the Inter-Forum title. Finally, I'm fully focused on what I've been here to do since I walked into this company on day one nearly 3 years ago, and that's to become the WWCF World Heavyweight Champion.
Jay, if it's you that I face, you know I want you at your best. So with all these people on your back right now, if you need anything, you know where to find me.
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Jun 29, 2010 11:57:38 GMT -5
Seth: Actually I can do that. I actually told you last week that if you were not impartial, I would make sure you didnt get a sniff of that title for a long time. Now lets see.....*Seth has a remote showing that Viva on two occasions slow counting Amigo's pin attempt on Jay.* Seth: Seems bias there. But there is more.*Seth shows Viva hitting Amigo in the back of the head with the world title, allowing Jay to cradle him....and Viva does a normal 1-2-3 count.* Seth: Viva......you broke the mandate I made and now I have every right to make this your last world title shot for 2010.
Oh yeah, and if your security force arms themselves with weapons, I will throw them out. And knowing you, they might try to help you win. They do that and I will come out there to disqualify you, which means you wont be getting a rematch for the rest of the year.
Just try me. No, no. I'm not staffing the security. Why would I spend my money? That's your job. Amigo hasn't just admitted he's going to interfere, he's threatened my life. Obviously, as a CEO of this company, you can admit that one of your top stars being murdered doesn't look so good. So I expect you not only to staff the security that protects me, but arm them adequately. I reiterate that I would like you to hire them as to avoid a screwjob. I'm going to beat Jay Carroll, and I'm going to do so with The Bedtime Story. That is it. There is no further discussion on that front. If you're going to limit me to one title shot for the rest of the year, you better make GOD damn sure it doesn't end in disqualification or murder. Seth: Does it look very good.....not really. You will have security and they will have weapons, but those weapons will batons and and not guns. Any one of those members hits Jay with it, you will be immediately disqualified.
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Jun 29, 2010 12:00:00 GMT -5
A cage match with weapons followed by a Singapore cane match, not exactly the best 7 days for your health, but that's all behind me now. Because now, after 9 months of waiting for my moment, it's almost here.
Mr. Drakin, I'm officially turning over my Money in the Bank briefcase to you for my title shot at Botch at the Beach.
Whether it's my own Family member Jay Carroll, or Viva, or Amigo, or anyone else who walks into Botch at the Beach with the WWCF Championship, make no mistake that this is the genesis of Tyfo's time. I've waited since Gookermania to find that perfect point in time and this is it. I've never been in better shape, I've never been more mentally prepared, and I've never felt more ready to step up that final rung of the ladder then I do right now.
I'd actually like to thank Headbanger Man and Dave, as well as Square and Hangman. Thank you for the matches the last two weeks. Even though I came out on the losing end, and even lost some money in one case, it showed me what I needed to see. It showed me that when I went away for a few weeks to think things through, that I was right. Because the main thing I needed to prove to myself was that I could take anything that is thrown my way and stand up and smile in it's face. Well, here I am. Beaten down, busted up, black and blue, but with a smile on my face. I've taken punishment from all angles and I'm still standing, and with my new found championship smile.
You see, right now my mind isn't on Tag Team gold, or the Inter-Forum title. Finally, I'm fully focused on what I've been here to do since I walked into this company on day one nearly 3 years ago, and that's to become the WWCF World Heavyweight Champion.
Jay, if it's you that I face, you know I want you at your best. So with all these people on your back right now, if you need anything, you know where to find me. Seth: And I graciously accept your cashing in. And I hope you will also accept my gracious offer of allowing you some time off to rest so you will be 100% when your opportunity comes.
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Viva
Dennis Stamp
THAT'S MY PURSE! *kick to the groin*
You can dance if you want to.
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Post by Viva on Jun 29, 2010 12:04:52 GMT -5
No, no. I'm not staffing the security. Why would I spend my money? That's your job. Amigo hasn't just admitted he's going to interfere, he's threatened my life. Obviously, as a CEO of this company, you can admit that one of your top stars being murdered doesn't look so good. So I expect you not only to staff the security that protects me, but arm them adequately. I reiterate that I would like you to hire them as to avoid a screwjob. I'm going to beat Jay Carroll, and I'm going to do so with The Bedtime Story. That is it. There is no further discussion on that front. If you're going to limit me to one title shot for the rest of the year, you better make GOD damn sure it doesn't end in disqualification or murder. Seth: Does it look very good.....not really. You will have security and they will have weapons, but those weapons will batons and and not guns. Any one of those members hits Jay with it, you will be immediately disqualified. SETH, YOU AREN'T HEARING ME. THESE ARE YOUR MEN, NOT MINE. I AM NOT BRINGING MY OWN SECURITY. IF YOU'D RATHER I LAY DEAD, SUPPLY NO SECURITY. I WILL NOT BE STAFFING ANY. It's up to you to protect the brightest shining star in the WWCF. I'm not afraid of Amigo. I just want my "final title shot" of 2010 to be legit, and not marred with bullshit. Or we can just cut the shit and you can toss the both of us in a Hell in a Cell match.
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Jazzman
King Koopa
Trombone Shorty > Your Favorite Musician
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Post by Jazzman on Jun 29, 2010 13:38:04 GMT -5
Wow, last night was one of the hardest battles I've ever been in, and now it's like the company is being run by a bunch of bloodthirsty madmen. What ever happened to decency? What ever happened to honor? What happened to pride? This company was built on a tenant of responsibility and respect for those who paved the way and now we have the first world champion running around here like he wants to murder someone and threats being made every which way!
What happened to us all, where is the company that I remember? Has it all passed me by? Maybe I need to shout that little bit louder than everyone else, maybe I need to injure people to get noticed around here. Where I come from, it's not about trying to beat the respect out of someone, it's about earning that respect by taking people to their limit and forcing them to reach into something they didn't know they had.
I know that I may have come up short for that IF title, but I can tell you this, I'm itching to get back what I lost. The title of best wrestler in this company, and I don't care who I go through to prove this. I'll bring my best every week until I am recognized as the best this company has to offer. Maybe that mean that I'm on a collision course with a man named Evil. We'll see where this takes me.
I'll see someone on Nite-Raw, bring your best, cause I will.
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Post by Seth Drakin of Monster Crap on Jun 29, 2010 14:35:40 GMT -5
Seth: Does it look very good.....not really. You will have security and they will have weapons, but those weapons will batons and and not guns. Any one of those members hits Jay with it, you will be immediately disqualified. SETH, YOU AREN'T HEARING ME. THESE ARE YOUR MEN, NOT MINE. I AM NOT BRINGING MY OWN SECURITY. IF YOU'D RATHER I LAY DEAD, SUPPLY NO SECURITY. I WILL NOT BE STAFFING ANY. It's up to you to protect the brightest shining star in the WWCF. I'm not afraid of Amigo. I just want my "final title shot" of 2010 to be legit, and not marred with bulls***. Or we can just cut the s*** and you can toss the both of us in a Hell in a Cell match. Seth: Done..........
And if anyone gets involved, they will be suspended for a really long time.
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Viva
Dennis Stamp
THAT'S MY PURSE! *kick to the groin*
You can dance if you want to.
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Post by Viva on Jun 29, 2010 15:28:47 GMT -5
*The camera pans to Viva, who's sitting on a mat in his locker room with weights, getting ready to train. In the distance, we hear the beginning riff to The Final Countdown. Viva sings his own responses to the lyrics as they're sung.*
We're leaving forever... To the hell in a cell!
But it's still farewell... To your title reign, Jay Carroll!
And maybe we'll come back... I'm definitely coming back champion!
To earth, who can tell..? I can tell I'm gonna be champion come Monday!
I guess there is no one to blame.. Except you for stealing my title with cheap stipulations!
We're leaving ground... Because we're stepping up the ring steps into a cell!
Will things ever be the same again..? Yes, they will finally be back to normal when I win my title back!
*The chorus hits, and viva sings along with the lead guitar riff*
It's the FI-NAL COUNT-DOWN! Until I win my, ta-ta-ti-ti-tle, 'til I win my, ta-ta-ti-ti-ti-ti-tle. 'Til I win my, ta-ta-ti-ti-tle, 'til I win my, ta-ta-ti-ta-ta-ti-ti-ti-TI-TI-TLE-TI-EE-I-I-TLE!.
It's the FI-NAL COUNTDOWN!
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Post by hossfan on Jun 29, 2010 16:03:31 GMT -5
Wow, last night was one of the hardest battles I've ever been in, and now it's like the company is being run by a bunch of bloodthirsty madmen. What ever happened to decency? What ever happened to honor? What happened to pride? This company was built on a tenant of responsibility and respect for those who paved the way and now we have the first world champion running around here like he wants to murder someone and threats being made every which way! What happened to us all, where is the company that I remember? Has it all passed me by? Maybe I need to shout that little bit louder than everyone else, maybe I need to injure people to get noticed around here. Where I come from, it's not about trying to beat the respect out of someone, it's about earning that respect by taking people to their limit and forcing them to reach into something they didn't know they had. I know that I may have come up short for that IF title, but I can tell you this, I'm itching to get back what I lost. The title of best wrestler in this company, and I don't care who I go through to prove this. I'll bring my best every week until I am recognized as the best this company has to offer. Maybe that mean that I'm on a collision course with a man named Evil. We'll see where this takes me. I'll see someone on Nite-Raw, bring your best, cause I will. Hey, Jazz Man, Ah have a tune for you. *puts record on turntable* Catchy, no?
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Post by Metalheadbanger Man on Jun 29, 2010 17:02:34 GMT -5
We see Vokoun sitting in the locker room....still covered in blood and holding his Hardcore championship You know as I sit here tonight looking at my piece of junk belt....I keep thinking about how close Headbanger really was in not only taking my belt....but my life. Headbanger....I guess I didn't give you enough credit, but pal you proved to me that you are hardcore. YOU NEARLY KILLED ME!!!!! You tried to choke me out with barbwire and you sandwhiched my head between the steel cage AND A STEEL CHAIR!!!! So Headbanger, you are hardcore....BUT YOUR NOT MORE HARDCORE THAN ME!!!! HBM, as you lay in your hospital room tonight, I hope you realize what kind of monster you unleashed tonight. All the talk and the insults that you spewed at me....really dug deep at me. It seemed you were so confident that you were gonna beat me....that you thought I wasn't on your level. It didn't matter that I had the belt and you didn't....IT DIDN'T MATTER TO YOU!!!! All you saw was the celebration after the match....all you saw was a crazy little pushover. In short, YOU DOUBTED ME!!!! KNOW YOU WILL NEVER DOUBT ME AGAIN!!!!! The flames that engulfed you while you were on top of the cell....WAS LITERALLY THE FIRE IN MY BELLY!!!!! And that 25 feet drop....well....SORRY ABOUT THAT!!!! But seriously Headbanger, you did earn my respect because I cause I underestimated you too. You came to fight and that's all I wanted. But you didn't expect me to comeback the way I did...DID YOU? No you didn't, once again...you looked past me. You looked past me and now your in a hospital room being treated for not only second degree burns BUT FROM BROKEN BONES!!!!! Now you've learned your lesson as did I. And one day you will get another shot at this title...but for now....SWEET DREAMS!!!!! [/color][/quote] I don't want your damn respect. I want your belt. You claim that I am not more hardcore than you, but in the space of one week I've been in two matches that could each end a lesser man's career. I had to prepare to face you by defending the tag titles in a steel cage match with weapons. I took a huge beating in that match, and I just endured an absolute brutal war with you.
So don't think this is over, my friend. You had to set me alight, bust me open, and throw me 25 feet to beat me. You seemed to think that I wasn't crazy enough to be in this type of match, but that is exactly what I am. I'd happily go through all that again for another shot at your hardcore title. However, its fully up to the so-called powers that be as to whether or not I get that chance again, but rest assured you have not seen the last of me. Not by a long shot, Vokoun.
So yeah, my dreams will be sweet. My dreams of being a double champion, and my dream of beating you into utter oblivion will continue, until the day they come to fruition.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jun 29, 2010 17:12:36 GMT -5
*From the Hospital Room*
Boiler Room Brawler's face and head is bandaged all around when his eyes start to flutter open.
He looks up, then down, and then tries to move, but he doesn't realize that his neck is in a cast until it is too late, and so he lets out a muffled scream.
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Johnny B. Decent
Patti Mayonnaise
Had one once
Everybody's Favorite Arizonian.
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Post by Johnny B. Decent on Jun 29, 2010 18:02:10 GMT -5
Sorry for the delay, it seems I had to deal with lawyers.
Anyways, I was quite serious. I'm not saying it like "This Sunday, I might as well kill you, brotha!". I mean it as if I see Viva on the street, I'm going to choke the utter s*** out of him until he perishes.
Now, if you want to hire security, that's fine. If you want to bar from the Arena that night, that's fine. All that means is more fuel to the fire. If I do breakthrough, I do plan on slitting Viva' throat.
Consider that as you think of things to escape or justify your sagging ego, Viva. Obviously, I can't attack you through this monitor.
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smokinvokoun
Dennis Stamp
Daffy's Gonna Kill You
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Post by smokinvokoun on Jun 29, 2010 18:32:27 GMT -5
We see Vokoun sitting in the locker room....still covered in blood and holding his Hardcore championship You know as I sit here tonight looking at my piece of junk belt....I keep thinking about how close Headbanger really was in not only taking my belt....but my life. Headbanger....I guess I didn't give you enough credit, but pal you proved to me that you are hardcore. YOU NEARLY KILLED ME!!!!! You tried to choke me out with barbwire and you sandwhiched my head between the steel cage AND A STEEL CHAIR!!!! So Headbanger, you are hardcore....BUT YOUR NOT MORE HARDCORE THAN ME!!!! HBM, as you lay in your hospital room tonight, I hope you realize what kind of monster you unleashed tonight. All the talk and the insults that you spewed at me....really dug deep at me. It seemed you were so confident that you were gonna beat me....that you thought I wasn't on your level. It didn't matter that I had the belt and you didn't....IT DIDN'T MATTER TO YOU!!!! All you saw was the celebration after the match....all you saw was a crazy little pushover. In short, YOU DOUBTED ME!!!! KNOW YOU WILL NEVER DOUBT ME AGAIN!!!!! The flames that engulfed you while you were on top of the cell....WAS LITERALLY THE FIRE IN MY BELLY!!!!! And that 25 feet drop....well....SORRY ABOUT THAT!!!! But seriously Headbanger, you did earn my respect because I cause I underestimated you too. You came to fight and that's all I wanted. But you didn't expect me to comeback the way I did...DID YOU? No you didn't, once again...you looked past me. You looked past me and now your in a hospital room being treated for not only second degree burns BUT FROM BROKEN BONES!!!!! Now you've learned your lesson as did I. And one day you will get another shot at this title...but for now....SWEET DREAMS!!!!! [/color][/quote] I don't want your damn respect. I want your belt. You claim that I am not more hardcore than you, but in the space of one week I've been in two matches that could each end a lesser man's career. I had to prepare to face you by defending the tag titles in a steel cage match with weapons. I took a huge beating in that match, and I just endured an absolute brutal war with you.
So don't think this is over, my friend. You had to set me alight, bust me open, and throw me 25 feet to beat me. You seemed to think that I wasn't crazy enough to be in this type of match, but that is exactly what I am. I'd happily go through all that again for another shot at your hardcore title. However, its fully up to the so-called powers that be as to whether or not I get that chance again, but rest assured you have not seen the last of me. Not by a long shot, Vokoun.
So yeah, my dreams will be sweet. My dreams of being a double champion, and my dream of beating you into utter oblivion will continue, until the day they come to fruition.[/quote] Ah...your awake. I'm glad you have that fire still in you. You know Heabanger I thought maybe you had some humility inside you...EVEN IF YOU ALMOST DIED AT MY HANDS!!!! But I guess you don't. You can have another shot when ever you recover. BECAUSE I'M NOT THAT HARD TO FIND!!!!! I love a guy whose too dumb to quiet. Wait...I'm too dumb to quit....OH WELL!!!!!!
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Viva
Dennis Stamp
THAT'S MY PURSE! *kick to the groin*
You can dance if you want to.
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Post by Viva on Jun 29, 2010 18:33:22 GMT -5
Sorry for the delay, it seems I had to deal with lawyers.
Anyways, I was quite serious. I'm not saying it like "This Sunday, I might as well kill you, brotha!". I mean it as if I see Viva on the street, I'm going to choke the utter s*** out of him until he perishes.
Now, if you want to hire security, that's fine. If you want to bar from the Arena that night, that's fine. All that means is more fuel to the fire. If I do breakthrough, I do plan on slitting Viva' throat.
Consider that as you think of things to escape or justify your sagging ego, Viva. Obviously, I can't attack you through this monitor. Wah, wah! I don't like the taste of my own medicine! It's icky! Boo hoo hoo hoo hoo! Waaaahhhh!*Tosses a box of kleenex at the cameraman.* Cry me a river, build me a bridge, and get the f*** over it. I beat you at your own game, and you're justifiably sullen and downtrodden. You aren't going to kill me though, and your empty threats make you look like a) a pussy and b) a little bitch. Man the f*** up.
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Jonathan Michaels
Bill S. Preston, Esq.
The Archduke of Levity
Here since TNA was still kinda okay
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Post by Jonathan Michaels on Jun 29, 2010 19:08:33 GMT -5
Jonathan is sitting in a beach chair, Sara is filling out a Get Well Soon card.
Dear Anonymous Crew Member, I am so sorry I accidentally injured you last night, please forgive me, Love and Kisses, Sara Nakatomi.
That was very heartfelt.
Thanks, Jonny.
The chair's okay, though, right?
It's fine, so, how are you feeling about losing your title?
Well, I'm not dancing for joy or anything, but I think it was time for me to get out of that division, anyway.
Hell, let Evil M and Sparks kill each other over it, it's time for me to move on to bigger and better things.
Like what?
It's time for me to finally land the big one, honey, I've been nice enough to bust myself with the other titles, but now I'm going to get down to business and win the World Title.
And I know just where to start.
Are you going to go after Tyfo, who refused to answer your challenge for his briefcase?
No.
How about Viva Los Bio Dome, you two don't get along one bit.
Strike Two.
Ooh, ooh, I know, you're going after KGX.
He's not here anymore, babe, no, I have something to prove, and there's only one man in my crosshairs at the moment.
Jonathan turns to the camera.
D.R. Jackson, ever since you arrived in the WWCF, you've acted like you own the joint, talking trash to everyone who's come across your path, well, it's about time someone finally shut you up once and for all.
You see, Jackson, I don't care about your attitude or your arrogance, All I care about is getting my hands on that World Title, and you've been awfully impressive in your time here, but I've been here a hell of a lot longer than you, so if you think for one moment I'm just going to let you leapfrog over me and take my shot without a fight, then you're DAMN WRONG.
And, Cut.
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Post by BoilerRoomBrawler on Jun 29, 2010 20:48:58 GMT -5
*From the Hospital Room*
A doctor moves his finger from side to side, with Boiler Room Brawler's eyes following it.
BRB: Where am I?
Doctor: Mister Brawler-
BRB: Who?
Doctor: You. Boiler Room Brawler. You were involved in a very intense match at the Parts Unknown Arena last night-
BRB: Match? What do you mean, "match?" Like... like a fight?
Doctor: Well, yes. A professional wrestling match.
BRB: I was in a pro wrestling match? I'm a pro wrestler?
Doctor: Yes, and you were facing off against a mysterious man in black who-
BRB: A man in black? Why doesn't anyone know his name?
BRB sits up but the doctor extends his arm to BRB's chest, gesturing him to lay back down.
Doctor: Mister Brawler, you have to understand that you sustained some pretty brutal injuries that would kill other men.
BRB: Am I wearing a neck cast?
Doctor: Yes, Mister Brawler. You were ganged up on during this fight and you fell victim to one Jazzman's-
BRB: Jazzman? What? Is he like a musical superhero?
Doctor: No. Please Mister Brawler. Let me finish. You were driven headfirst into a hard cement floor-
BRB: Hard cement? That's not what a wrestling ring is made out of! Is it?
Doctor: Please Mister Brawler! Nurse!
A nurse comes over with two shots of horse tranquilizer ready to go.
BRB: Okay, Doc. I just want to get my bearings here. Why was I slammed headfirst into a hard cement floor again?
Doctor: You were fighting these two men-
BRB: This unnamed "man in black" and not-musical superhero Jazzman...
Doctor: Yes. You were fighting with them over your Inter-Forum Championship-
BRB: I was the Inter-Forum Champion? Of what?
Doctor: Of the World Wrestle Crap Federation.
Boiler Room Brawler seems taken back and gasps.
BRB: Whoa.
Doctor: As I was saying. You were fighting in a boiler room-
BRB: A boiler room? Who in their right mind would do that? That sounds dangerous!
Doctor: Well, you were. You did. Your full name is Boiler Room Brawler after all.
BRB: Ah. Well I'll be damned.
Doctor: In any case, Mister Brawler, after sustaining head and neck injuries you were placed in the electric chair-
BRB sits up in a panic.
BRB: An electric chair? In a boiler room? What in the hell kind of match was this?
Doctor: Nurse.
Nurse injects one of the horse tranquliziers into BRB, who calms down but still is noticeably awake.
Doctor: You were defending your Inter-Forum Championship, as we already established, at an event called Wheel of Misfortune, in which match stipulations were randomly determined by a spin of a wheel, you know, like that one game show.
BRB: The Price is Right?
Doctor: ...
BRB: What? They got that one giant wheel thingie in the third leg of the damn show, don't they?
Doctor: No, not like The Price is Right.
BRB: And what are these bandages all about?
Doctor: Well you were strapped into the electric chair and were electrocuted, thusly losing your Inter-Forum Championship. Hence the bandages across your face from the burns.
BRB: Son of a bitch!
Doctor: On the bright side, you survived a form of capital punishment. But the bad new is you seem to have acquired an acute state of amnesia?
BRB: What's amnesia? I forgot.
Doctor: Exactly.
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