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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2011 17:41:20 GMT -5
Please do Cageking. There's literally four people writing for the entire division. Yea... i write for 4 of them myself... i believe PN does even more than that. I write for Sarita, Winter, Madison, and Kong You write for Angelina, Velvet, Lacey, and Traci PN writes for Daffney, Tara, Venus, and Christy Hayden writes for Taylor, Hamada, and Spice Girl Tank writes for Becky Brainbustaaah! writes for Val |
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Post by lodirulz on Mar 11, 2011 17:45:37 GMT -5
YEAH BOY!
LodiRulz: Taking over WCWWE and WCTNA, slowly but surely.
I wanted these belts for a while now. Thank you.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Mar 11, 2011 17:53:31 GMT -5
Traci and Tara exchange forearms which ends with Traci whipping Tara into the ropes. Traci goes for a clothesline but Tara counters into a sidewalk slam. Tara then hits a standing moonsault.
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Traci kicks out! Tara drags Traci into the corner and tag in Venus. Venus hits a tornado DDT out of the corner. Venus then goes up top and goes for a moonsault but Traci rolls out of the way. Traci tags in Lacey who then hits a boot Tara. She then sets up for a chokeslam on Venus but Venus counters into an armdrag. Venus goes for a crossbody but Lacey catches her and slams her down. Lacey then drops a leg on Venus.
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Venus kicks out. Lacey pulls Venus up and Venus hits a jawbreaker. venus goes for the moonsault again but traci tries to intervene. Tara cuts Traci off and they start fighting. While venus is distract byt this, Lacey comes up, grabs venus by the throat and chokeslams her off the second rope!
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JB: Here are your winners, and STILL WCTNA Women's Tag team Champions, Leather and Lace!
Tenay: Lacey and Traci retain their tag titles in a hard fought contest.
West: It was the inexperience of Venus that was the factor. She just took her eye off the ball.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Mar 11, 2011 17:54:17 GMT -5
Sorry about it, my computer is really running slow.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Mar 11, 2011 17:55:43 GMT -5
*Cameras cut to Rob Van Dam backstage.*
Doing great, Jeff.
*The camera pans up to show Jeff with his arms and legs hooked around a rope suspended by two poles*
How much longer do I have to do this?
Until you feel like you can leave here tonight the new WCTNA X Division Champion.
Rob, I'm the guy that made people ask how do you learn to fall off a twenty foot ladder. I think I can manage Ultimate X.
You don't want to fall though. You want to cross the cables and grab that title.
Fair enough but I still think I can manage.
Alrighty, you can come down when we've finished this promo.
Fine.
Now then, let's go over your opponents one more time. First there's EY.
Champ has most to lose here. He'll probably want to grab his gold as quick as possibly which will leave him prone to attacks and as the match goes on, he might not have as much left.
Chris Sabin.
Guy's got the experience factor and he's won more of these matches than anybody else. Gotta keep in mind, his partner is in there as well though. Might be some animosity between the Guns so I'll look to take advantage of that.
Alex Shelley.
Probably one of the best guys yet to hold the X Division Championship.
Are you sure he hasn't held it?
Not in our continuity.
That explains your lack of a world title run.
All in good time. Rob Van Dam vs. Jeff Hardy for the world championship down the road would be pretty sweet.
Long as they don't give it away on free TV.
Anyway, I put Shelley through a table via Swanton Bomb back at Bound for Glory. If I have to dish out more damage tonight, I'll do so.
Ok, what about Sharky?
No offense to the dude but if he was meant for success here, it would have hapened already. You saw how he lost that case. Tonight's a good oppertuntity for him. Just unfortunate I'm in there too.
Jeff... you do realise there's a bigger threat that all four of those men, right?
You don't mean...
Two words.
Oh no... no...
Ric freaking Flair.
Crap.
I know, the dream's over.
Who can pass on the chance to see Ric Flair as X Division Champion of the world? I'm screwed.
Just go out there and do the best you can.
Dude, aren't we forgetting someone?
Who?
Nah, Neidhart's busy.
You're not helping the whole idea that we're not lame.
Sorry. So what about Matt?
What about him?
He's in Ultimate X too.
Are you a tomato?
Not to my knowledge.
Then you should be fine.
...We're so freaking lame.
I know dude... I know.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2011 17:57:18 GMT -5
....Damn i'm screwed
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Mar 11, 2011 17:59:26 GMT -5
Gentlemen.
Now, I want you to remember that no bastard ever won a Title by dying for his country. He won it by making the other poor dumb bastard die for his country. Men, all this stuff you’ve heard about me not wanting to fight, wanting to stay out of title matches, is a lot of horse dung. I traditionally love to fight. I love the sting of battle. When you were kids, you all admired the champion marble shooter, the fastest runner, the big league ball player, the toughest boxer. We love a winner and will not tolerate a loser. The Jackson Three plays to win all the time. I wouldn’t give a hoot in hell for a man who lost and laughed. That’s why we have never lost and will never lose. Because the very thought of losing is hateful to us.
Now, The Jackson Three is a team. The Jackson Three lives, eats, sleeps, fights as a team. This individuality stuff is a bunch of crap. The bilious bastards who wrote that stuff about individuality for the Saturday Evening Post don’t know anything more about real battle than they do about fornicating.
We have the finest food and equipment, the best spirit and the best men in the world. You know, by God I actually pity those poor bastards we’re going up against. By God, I do. We’re not just going to shoot the bastards, we’re going to cut out their living guts and use them to grease the treads of our tanks. We’re going to murder those lousy ‘Legend’ bastards by the bushel.
Now, you boys, I know, are wondering whether or not you'll chicken out under fire. Don't worry about it. I can assure you that you will all do your duty. Sting and Mr. Anderson are the enemy. Wade into them. Spill their blood. Shoot them in the belly. When you put your hand into a bunch of goo that a moment before was your best friend's face, you'll know what to do.
Now there’s another thing I want you to remember. I don’t want to get any messages saying that we are holding our position. We’re not holding anything. Let the Legends do that. We are advancing constantly and we’re not interested in holding onto anything except the enemy. We're going to hold onto him by the nose and we're going to kick him in the ass. We're going to kick the hell out of him all the time and we're going to go through him like crap through a goose.
There’s one thing that you men will be able to say when you get back home. And you may thank God for it. Thirty years from now when you’re sitting around your fireside with your grandson on your knee and he asks you what did you do during the rise of the Jackson Three, you won’t have to say, "Well, I shoveled s*** in Orlando."
Alright now, you sons-of-bitches, you know how I feel. Oh, and I will be proud to lead you wonderful guys into battle – anytime, anywhere.
That’s all.
That was the opening speech from Patton, Morgan. Why?
I liked it.
Seriously Morgan, why? You are in a triple threat match, you are facing two people and I would think it would do you better to be a little more focused on the match, and less focused on being insane. Because I do not want to see this group fall by the wayside of mediocrity and just sort of peeter out, we are better than that. Matt and I didn’t need you, you need us. Now if you want our help during this title match, ask us like a sane person, don’t ramble off Patton lines like it means something.
Again Morgan, I liked it.
* Nick Sighs * So, Morgan, do you want our help or not.
Boys, this is war. I’ll take all the help I can get.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Mar 11, 2011 18:02:37 GMT -5
Brooke here with the TNA Legends Champions Mr. Anderson, who is getting ready to defend his belt in a Triple Threat tonight.
Anderson takes the mic from Brooke.
You can leave, tonight is serious business and I don't have time to make fun of you tonight.
Brooke leaves.
Sting, tonight I put you out of my misery once and for all, you have my word that you will not be leaving this arena tonight with my belt, hell, you have my word that you will not be leaving this building under your own power.
And Morgan, as for you, if you know what's good for you, you'll forget about this title and stay the hell out of my way, otherwise the only thing left of you will be the DNA they shot into space.
Anderson drops the mic and walks away.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Mar 11, 2011 18:04:22 GMT -5
JB: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the WCTNA Legends Championship!
JB: Introducing the challengers, first, from Venice Beach, California, weighing 250 pounds, "The Icon" Sting!
JB: From Hesperia, California, weighing 330 pounds, Morgan Jackson!
JB: And from Green Bay, Wisconsin, weighing 243 pounds, Mr Anderson!
Tenay: Legends Championship about to be defended in this match.
West: Well Anderson took the title from Sting last month and Sting is getting his rematch here.
Tenay: And don't forget the wild card in all this, Morgan Jackson. He is focused on taking that Legends title too.
WCTNA Legends Championship
Mr Anderson v Morgan Jackson v Sting
4 votes
15 minutes
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Post by The Tank on Mar 11, 2011 18:05:24 GMT -5
Anderson with a roundhouse kick to Sting.
....ROUNDHOUSE KICK!!!
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2011 18:10:32 GMT -5
Anderson with a Mic Check on Morgan
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Post by Yamashita Enforcement Division on Mar 11, 2011 18:10:50 GMT -5
Jackson(s) with a spinning reverse fisherman's elbow implant spike ddt to Sting.
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Post by Jonathan Michaels on Mar 11, 2011 18:11:26 GMT -5
anderson ddts jackson
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Mar 11, 2011 18:21:42 GMT -5
Jackson sits Sting on the top rope and goes for a superplex but Anderson grabs Jackson and slams him down off the second rope. Sting then hits a diving DDT on Anderson!
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Anderson kicks out. Sting throws Anderson into the corner and hits the Stinger Splash! Jackson immedately drives Sting back into the corner and hits back elbows on both Sting and Anderson. Jackson gets Sting and hits a sidewalk slam.
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Anderson breaks it up. Anderson whips Jackson but Jackson pulls Anderson back and goes for the Hellavator. Sting breaks this up and hits the Scorpion Deathdrop on Jackson. But before Sting can cover, Anderson pulls him up and hits the Mic Check!
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JB: Here is your winner, and STILL WCTNA Legends Champion, Mr Anderson!
Tenay: Anderson sneaks in the back door to retain the Legends Championship.
West: hey, he won. Doesn't matter how he did it.
Tenay: Well let's go back to Brooke who's with Shark Boy and JKO.
I'm here with Shark Boy. Shark Boy, tonight you'll be taking part in the Ultimate X match for the X Division Championship. You defeated one of your opponents, Ric Flair, this past Monday on iMPACT. Going into this match, what are your thoughts?
My thoughts?! Brooke, my thoughts are quite simple. I'm gonna go in there, I'm gonna scale the cables, and I'm gonna grab that title belt and become the Champion!
And then what? What happens to Rated ShaRKO?
Hey J. Look man, you're my buddy. But let's be serious. Our one shot at being a real threat to the World Tag Team Titles? Beer Money's got it. So the way I see it, if I'm gonna be a success in WCTNA, it's gonna have to be on my own. I'm sorry man.
Brooke, to sum up tonight, Shark Boy is gonna whoop ass, take names, and open up a big ol' can o'tuna on everyone's ass!
OH SHELL YEAH!!!!
Shark Boy swims away.
JKO! Your tag team partner just told you point blank that there's no future for you two as a tag team! How does that make you feel?
JKO just glares at Brooke.
Um...
Back to ringside...?
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Mar 11, 2011 18:24:00 GMT -5
Raven is sitting in the boiler room.
Oh Christy.
It's such a shame that we have to go through such formalities.
I already know the way you feel about me.
It's just unfortunate that AJ wants you all for himself.
I would've been willing to share.
I'm sure there's enough of you to go around.
Raven smiles.
You know, I'll be perfectly honest.
When this whole thing started, it wasn't about you Christy.
It was all about the golden boy of this company.
AJ Styles.
Everybody loves AJ.
Everybody but me.
It brought me pleasure to make his life hell.
He had it all.
Now you're all he has.
And I can't wait to take you away too.
Raven stands up, a big smile on his face.
Quoth the Raven.
Nevermore.
Raven exits, laughing.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Mar 11, 2011 18:26:52 GMT -5
*AJ Styles is backstage in his lockerroom*
AJ? There's somebody here who wants to see you.
*AJ's kids burst in*
Dad!
Hey, guys. I've missed you.
*Wendy Styles comes in*
Thanks for letting me see them.
Well I told you, they miss their father.
*AJ turns to his sons*
I have something to talk about with your mom. You go with Christy. She'll look after you.
Yeah, I'll see if I can get you a milkshake or something.
I want to meet Shark Boy!
Sure, we can do that.
*Christy leaves with the kids*
Just keep then away from JKO!
I dunno about letting them go with her.
They'll be fine.
I know but...
Wendy, I want to show you something. I know you don't watch the show...
The boys wanted to watch you but then it got so seedy. Those two girls, you know with eachother. And Bischoff and everything he's done...
Wendy, please. Just watch.
*AJ turns on the TV and hits play*
Oh my god!
*AJ turns the TV off*
You see why I have to do this now? The man's a lunatic.
I see. AJ tell me truth. Tell me and I'll believe you.
I love Christy. As a friend. It's nothing more than that. I'm doing this as a friend. I can't leave her to that maniac.
I understand. I've been stupid. I'm so sorry.
*Wendy starts to cry and AJ hugs her*
Hey, it's not your fault. He manipulates people. It's what he does. Remember. He's the bad guy here. Not you or me or Christy. It's always been him.
AJ?
Yeah?
Go kick his ass.
*AJ smiles*
Thank you.
*AJ kisses her*
Don't mention it.
*AJ leaves the lockerroom*
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Mar 11, 2011 18:30:04 GMT -5
JB: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Now in the match, the winner will recieve posession of Christy Hemme to do with as they so choose.
*the camera shows Christy sitting at ringside looking uncomfortable*
JB: Introducing first, from The Bowery, weighing 245 pounds, Raven!
*Raven passes AJ's family sitting in the front row. He smirks at Wendy who glares back at him.*
JB: And from Gainseville, Georgia, weighing 215 pounds, "the Phenomenal" AJ Styles!
*AJ stops to hug his family before entering the ring.*
Tenay: That tells the whole story. This is arguably the most personal match in WCTNA history. AJ is fighting not only for one of his best friends but also for his family.
West: Will if AJ had kept it in his pants his family wouldn't be in this mess.
Tenay: You still take the word of Raven? A man who tormented Aj, attacked his family for his own sick pleasure and has yet to prove that Christy and AJ are anything more than friends?
West: Nice to see you're unbiased.
Tenay: Since this ordeal started, Raven has made AJ's life nothing but a living hell. And I don't care about being biased, I hope he gets what's coming to him.
Winner Gets Christy Hemme
AJ Styles v Raven
4 votes
15 minutes
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2011 18:33:17 GMT -5
Raven with an Effects Clashing DDT
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Post by Deleted on Mar 11, 2011 18:41:49 GMT -5
AJ with a PELE!!!!
There's no way I can let Raven win this one.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Mar 11, 2011 18:43:51 GMT -5
AJ with a springboard forearm
Too right he can't!
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