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Post by MrBRulzOK on Oct 25, 2012 18:11:51 GMT -5
Zema with a Zemanizer.
I don't know what that is, but it's not directed at the LoMonacos.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2012 18:15:08 GMT -5
Ion with a tiebreaking elbow. *Kazarian fires back with punches, sending Ion into the ropes. Kazarian charges, but Ion back body drop's him over the top rope! Kazarian lands on the apron, however.* Diamond: Look out Zema! He's still there! Tenay: Chop by Kazarian! *As Ion staggers back, Kazarian flips over him with a sunset flip...* ONE!
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KICKOUT! *Both men are back up, Kazarian goes for a clothesline, but Ion ducks it and kicks him in the gut! Kazarian doubles over, Ion hit's the Filipino Destroyer! Cover...* ONE!
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THREE! Borash: The winner of this match, Zema Ion! Tenay: And Ion has defeated the husband of his girlfriend's former rival. Diamond: And a well-deserved victory, Michael! Sadler: Ion is wasting no time climbing back up the ladder. He'll be in title contention in no time! Diamond: Well said, Herman! Well said! We cut backstage where TNA newcomer Sam Shaw is introducing himself to various people. He walks down a corridor where he spots Kid Kash. Excuse me, Kid Kash?You're looking at him.Hello. I'm Sam Shaw.Shaw offers a handshake but Kash slaps it away. That's not my style. You the new guy?Yes sir.Right, go get me a coffee.I'm sorry?Oh come on. Don't tell me you're as stupid as my last assistant. C-o-f-f-e-e. Coffee. Got it?I think there's been a mistake. I just got signed to TNA. I'm a wrestler as well. When you said new guy, I thought you meant...Shoot. My bad. Tell you what, let's start over. Hi there. I'm Kid Kash. I haven't seen you around here before. You new to the roster?Erm... yeah. Name's Sam Shaw. It's my first night here.Cool... cool. Now go get me a coffee.What?Damn boy. Not only stupid but you're deaf too. I don't know who you think you are but I've been in this business for over twenty years now. If I tell you to go get me a coffee, you damn sure do it. Understood?Yeah... sorry. I'll... erm... go get you one.Shaw exits. Hehe, dumbass. If this is his first night here, I can't wait to see what he thinks after a month.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2012 18:25:07 GMT -5
*Vince Russo makes his way to the ring.* Tenay: Well, this is unexpected. Sadler: I wasn’t even aware Russo was in the building. Diamond: I want to here what he has to say after Bound For Glory… *Russo has a microphone.* Well, it’s been nine days since Bound For Glory. Nine days to gather my thoughts. And to be honest…
I’m still unable to grasp what actually happened. For the first time ever, I was surprised by something that happened in a wrestling ring.
I never saw Hernandez and Bobby Roode’s deception coming. Never for a second. I’m sickened. Disgusted.
And seriously wondering if this business is right for me…Off The Chain*Bobby Roode, Hernandez and Taeler Hendrix walk out.* Tenay: For once, I completely agree with Vince Russo. Sadler: At Bound For Glory, Hernandez betrayed Sting to ally with Bobby Roode. Diamond: I don’t look at it as a betrayal, though. Hernandez simply went with the winner. *Roode has the microphone.* Oh poor Vince Russo. Did we hurt your feelings?
What you need to understand Vince is that Sting is old news. He was great once, but now it’s time he stepped aside. Guys like myself and Hernandez are the future.And we were no longer content to sit in the shadows of people that we’re clearly better than!
Although Vince, I do have to thank you. You made it so much easier just by being you. It was easy to plant doubt in Sting’s mind as to where your loyalties lay. And with all eyes focused on you…
BAM!
Old Sting never saw it coming!*Roode and Hernandez high-five.* How can you two actually be proud of yourselves? After Sting took you under his wing and tried to help you both?Help us? He wanted to keep me buried under his foot because he knew if I broke away, I’d surpass him. And look what happened, I did!
And how about Hernandez here? You think he was going to be content to play the part of the lackey? You think he was going to be Sting’s little underling? Hernandez saw Sting’s true colors at No Surrender.Sting, when you left me high and dry, I knew then and there that Bobby Roode was right. You’re nothing but a bitter old man who fears anyone who’s better than him! And you know I’m better than you.
Russo, you and Sting can keep saying you tried to help us all you want. But the truth is, it was the latest in a series of attempts by the established talent to keep the rest of us down. AJ Styles, Samoa Joe, Mr. Anderson, Eric Young, Abyss, Sting… Name me a main event this year that didn’t feature at least one of them.
Meanwhile, I’ve been jerked around by management, saddled with countless tag team partners who ultimately either betrayed me or took their ball and went home. This was by the same people who were happy to let Bobby Roode languish in a tag team that had long out-lived it’s usefulness.
You can be as disgusted as you want, Vince. But the way I see it, we betrayed Sting before he could betray us.*The crowd boos as Russo looks lost for words. After what feels like ages, he speaks…* Well, I can see that you two are mighty proud of yourselves. And I guess maybe you should be. Because for the first time ever, I can look someone in the eye and say…
You got me.*And with that, Russo drops the microphone and exit’s the ring. As he heads up the ramp, Sting comes down and stops him. The two have a brief conversation before Russo pushes past Sting and walks backstage. Sting looks distraught as he turns to Roode and Hernandez. He is handed a ringside microphone.* Well, congratulations boys. Well done.
I guess you accomplished what you set out to do, Bobby. You beat me. You didn’t do it by yourself, but that doesn’t really matter, does it? The record books say you won.
But that is my biggest point of contention. You see, you beat me, so good for you. But Hernandez, I still have a bone to pick with you brother!
I can deal with losing a match. But what I can’t deal with is being stabbed in the back! And make no mistake about it, the knife is still there, you just haven’t twisted it yet! So what I want is a match with you tonight!*Hernandez chuckles.* Stinger, we’re through with you. Bound For Glory was your one chance to prove you were still worth our time and you failed. Bobby and I have bigger fish to fry now, like the TNA World Tag Team Championship, for instance.
You’re no longer our problem.Oh really now? I’m not your problem? I guess I’ll just have to try harder.
Hernandez, you already showed the world you can put me down for the count of three. So what are you afraid of? That in a one on one match, I’ll win? Is that it? You’re afraid of losing to me, just like you lost every match you’ve had for the last two months?
You’re a loser, Hernandez! Plain and simple!Sting, that’s not going to work. We both know I can beat you, I just have nothing to prove.Oh I think you do. You see, Bobby beat me. Not by himself, but he did technically have me covered for a count of three. So despite the fact that he needed help to beat me, he still earns a small amount of my respect.
You on the other hand, have earned nothing. You’re nothing but a big lumbering oaf who hasn’t done anything noteworthy in about three years! When was the last time you even won a match? Face the facts, Hernandez. Nobody’s going to respect you until you do something to earn it!And what do I care about your respect? What is your respect worth these days, Sting?Not just my respect. But the respect of all these people. Of all the boys in the back. Of Kurt Angle.
If you’re so sure you can beat me one on one, prove it! Otherwise you’re just proving my point.*Roode and Hernandez appear to be talking it over…* You’re on, Stinger. But this is it. Once it’s over, it’s over. We’re done with you after tonight.*Sting smiles.* Oh it’ll be over alright, Hernandez. You can count on that.*Sting exits, leaving Roode, Hernandez and Hendrix in the ring.* Tenay: Wow, what a match that has just been announced for tonight! Diamond: Sting just made a big mistake, boys. Sadler: That remains to be seen. Still to comer tonight folks, Kenny King in action, DJ Red vs. Alex Shelley, Sting vs. Hernandez and Joey Ryan makes his first public appearance as TNA World Champion! Tenay: You won’t want to miss it! We cut to Christy Hemme backstage. Ladies and Gentlemen, my guest at this time... the former TNA Knockouts Champion and Knockouts Tag Team Champion... ODB.The camera pans over to the side revealing the aforementioned woman, a huge grin on her face as she slings an arm over Hemme's shoulder. Yo, Chrissy! How's it hangin?Christy gives a slight chuckle as she pushes away from the burly woman. Ummmm... fine, I guess. Well ODB, tonight you step into the ring for a one on one match against another former champ, Sarita. Any thoughts on her?Chrissy, I got thoughts on everybody! Though lately I been kinda busy macking on the new champ, Joey Ryan, to be concerned with that whole thing. Congrats by the way, Joey! Ya kicked that whiny punk Young's slimy ass!
But that ain't what this is about. You're asking me about ol Sarita. Well what about her, Chrissy? You said it yourself, she's a former champ and so I am. Far as I'm concerned it puts us on a pretty even playing field if ya know what I mean. She's a tough broad and so am I. Of course anybody who knows me knows that I play on both sides of the field, heh.
You see the difference between me and ol Sarita is that I ain't afraid to be myself. I ain't afraid to show these fans the real ODB. I don't have to hide who I am from people because I ain't ashamed about that. That's more I can say for alot of broads back there in the locker room. Most of em afraid to be real; to be gritty; to be themselves. Whether you got those bimbos in the Beautiful People who are afraid to run outta the house without enough make up smeared on their face to suffocate a circus clown or folks like Winter who are so cold that you get frostbite just talking to em!
These fans, they don't want some hussy or some fembot representing them. No, they want somebody that's real. A gal who can stand out from the pack and make people take notice. A girl who ain't afraid to shatter the status quo! A broad like me, eh Chrissy?The woman takes a swig from her flask and lets forth a loud belch, laughing out loud soon after. Damn that's some good stuff!Ummmm, are you sure you should be drinking before your match tonight, ODB?Hell, why not? Ain't like I'm gonna have to take a breathlyzer test before I get out there! See, that's what I'm talking about, Chrissy! Gals like you are afraid to make a single wave. You're content to just smile and wave and act like the pretty gal next door, not an ounce of personality shining through. That just ain't right if you ask me. You gotta loosen up! C'mon, live a little. Life's way too short to be a stick in the damn mud all your life!With that ODB offers Chrissy a swig from her flask, but the interviewer seems hesistant. Ummmm, no, that's okay. I'm on duty.Bah, don't give me that. C'mon, girly! I've seen you throw back plenty back in the day. I don't share my booze with just everybody, ya know!No, really... I...She's immediately interrupted as ODB shoves the flash down into her mouth and holds it back, giving Hemme a good dose of the liquid inside. She pushes herself away after a few moments and coughs, hunching over. Haha, how'd it taste, Chrissy?If I wasn't retired I'd wring your flabby throat!See, now that's some personality! That's what I was looking for, Chrissy!
Now as for you Sarita, tonight I'm ready for a fight. So you better bring it girly cause you bet your sweet ass I'm gonna bring it on my end! I'm a lean mean woman-eating machine--- take that however ya like. We're gonna clobber each other in that ring and only one broad is gonna be left standing when all's said and done. Personally I'm looking forward to seeing who that is. But win, lose, or draw I'm intent on making an impression here tonight! After all I gotta give the people what they paid to see! And in this case it's the B-A-M. BAM!Later, Chrissy. The woman slaps Hemme on the ass with a laugh before striding off towards the ring. Chrissy simply glares at her as she walks off as we cut away.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2012 18:30:21 GMT -5
Borash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a ten minute time limit. ParranderoBorash: Introducing first, from Mexico City, Sarita! Tenay: Well, now some Knockouts action, featuring two women who are very eager to get back in the hunt for the Women’s Championship. Sadler: Both women have held the gold before and both hope that they can do so again very soon… I'm About To FreakBorash: And her opponent, from Minneapolis, Minnesota, ODB! Diamond: Look at her, such a slob. She wears those hideous outfits, drinks that disgusting alcoholic beverage and she’s just an all around disgusting woman! Tenay: ODB may not cater to the casual crowd but her fans love her regardless! And she knows how to keep them happy! Sarita vs. ODB Ten minute time limit
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Post by Waffel113 on Oct 25, 2012 18:35:51 GMT -5
ODB with a kick to the boob.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2012 18:42:04 GMT -5
*Sarita hits a kick to the stomach, then goes to shoot ODB into the ropes. ODB reverses it and catches her on the way back with a sidewalk slam! She then pulls her up... BAM! Cover...* ONE!
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THREE! Borash: The winner of this match, ODB! Tenay: And ODB picks up her first win in several months. Sadler: And celebrates with a drink! Diamond: Ridiculous.... *That music we’re all familiar with from commercials for law firms plays. A large man with long hair slicked back into a ponytail appears onscreen.* Have you been a victim of wrong doing inside a wrestling ring? Were you cheated by a crooked referee? Screwed over by your opponent’s manager and/or significant other? Denied a title match you rightfully deserve? Or are you just looking for something to do?
The law offices of Joseph Park can help YOU! We handle all kinds of wrestling related lawsuits: bad officiating, denial of Championship matches, outside interference and much more!Disclaimer: Sexual discrimination, racial discrimination, negligence, personal injury and kidnapping are NOT covered by the law offices of Joseph Park.So if you’re mad as hell, don’t take it anymore! Just call 1-800-555-PARK! That’s 1-800-555-PARK! And watch all your problems disappear into a Black Hole!*We get a still-shot of Joseph Park shaking hands with a masked wrestler, both giving a hokey thumbs up. The masked wrestler then appears onscreen.* I lost a bunch of matches because of one stupid referee! It was getting to be too much to take! But thanks to Joseph Park, that referee is begging for change somewhere in the slums of New Jersey, while I’m on fifty match winning streak and counting! Thank you Joseph Park!*Joseph Park appears on screen again.* 1-800-55-PARK! Call today! You won’t be sorry!* 1-800-555-PARK flashes on the screen one more time before the commercial ends.*
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2012 18:45:22 GMT -5
Traci!? I thought last night was her last hurrah.*After a few moments... Lacey von Erich walks out. She waves to the fans and high fives a few as she makes her way down to the ring. She grabs a mic. ...Expecting someone else?*Some boos* Just kidding! I've always wanted to do that. Traci. You know I love you. No hard feelings. You had one hell of a run here in TNA, and it sucks the way you left, but now you can go enjoy the beach year round. How about one more round of applause for the original knockout!*Crowd cheers but ends quickly.* As for myself, I'm sure alot of you are wondering where I have been since Hard Justice. Well for starters I...*Suddenly the lights begin to flicker wildly before shutting off.* *Midway through the song, the lights come back on. Lacey is shown looking up the entry ramp, but standing behind her is a smaller woman with long jet black hair covering her face completely and wearing what appears to be a white nightgown. Lacey notices the crowd telling her to look out behind her. She turns around and he legs fail her as she stumbles to the ground obviously startled.* *The woman begins swaying back and forth. She takes a step foward and the lights begin to flicker again. Lacey crawls backwards to the corner as the woman gets closer and closer until she is right on top of Lacey. The woman bends over and gets in Lacey's face when he hair moves to the side revealing a single eye. * *Lacey looks a long time at the eye....* Tiff? ![](http://i5.ifrm.com/html/emoticons/huh.gif) *The woman quickly stands back up and takes a step back as the lights stop flickering.* *Lacey jumps up to her feet and rushes over to the woman and tries to move the hair out of the woman's face. The womans wildly flails her arms in front of her to stop her.* TIFFANY! It IS you! ![](http://i5.ifrm.com/html/emoticons/laugh.gif) *She begins trying to tickle the woman.* HAHAHAHAHA.... st...hahah...stop it! *Slaps her hands away* You really had me going there for a bit. What's with the getup?U stoopid dummie. You lyk... ruined it! totes!!*The woman stomps out of the ring and back up the entryway as Lacey follows quickly behind.* But what happened to your blond hair? And that cute skirt? Tiff? Why are you walking faster? Tiff!*Scene fades.*
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Post by Triple H buried SnS on Oct 25, 2012 18:46:47 GMT -5
and with that, IM officially dropping Tiffany and Traci.
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Post by MrBRulzOK on Oct 25, 2012 18:49:08 GMT -5
Well I have to admit that's definitely a unique way for her to go out.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2012 18:50:21 GMT -5
Borash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! First Things FirstBorash: Introducing first, from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds, KENNY KING! Sadler: Up next, we've got some X Division action and this young man is looking to make a major impression. Tenay: Long time TNA fans may remember Kenny King. Let's see what he can bring to the table this time around. King has entered the ring and now has a microphone in hand. Ladies and gentlemen, sit down and get comfortable because you all now have the privilege of hearing the Kenny King story. When I was just a boy, all I ever dreamed about was someday becoming a professional wrestler. I knew it would be hard, I knew it would be difficult and that I was most likely going to be in for a life time of pain but unlike the audience here tonight, I actually had the balls to stick with my dream. Hey, don't boo me. It's not my fault you're stuck in a crappy desk job.
In 2002, the wrestling world got their first good look at me and while they thought there was potential, it wasn't enough to start off with. It would have been easy for me to quit right there but instead, I dedicated the next three years of my life to getting even better, by traveling up and down the roads, sometimes wrestling in front of fifty people in a high school gym just so I could get to where I wanted to be. I thought my hard work had paid off in 2005 when I signed a contract with this very company but wouldn't you know it? After just eight months, I was fired. Apparently the company was heading in a new direction and I didn't fit in with what they had in mind. Now I always knew I'd make it back here some day but until then, I had to find somewhere else to go. It took me a while but eventually, I made a new home in a popular independent promotion that a few of you may even be familiar with. As time went on, my skills continued to improve and I even managed to make a few friends along the way. Part of me thought I would never leave.
That was until a few months ago. I was sitting at home and the phone rang. It was TNA's hiring department. They had liked what they had seen of me and they wanted to offer me a contract. I'd be making more money than I ever had before and I would have the chance to be seen by an even bigger audience. So I did what any sensible person would do. I agreed to it and a week later, the contract was signed. I thought people would be glad to see me achieve this success but instead, I read about their complaints on the internet. How I had betrayed the company I was with, how I had stabbed my partner in the back and disgraced the title I was holding at the time. NEWS FLASH! If that company had got its head out of its ass and offered me a new deal instead of only giving me a verbal agreement, I would have glady stayed on. I just did what was best for me in the long run and if that makes me the bad guy in all of this, then I'll damn sure be the bad guy. I'll freaking embrace it!
Enough about the past though. Let's focus on the future. Tonight I'm facing off against X-Division pioneer, Chris Sabin. A five time TNA World Tag Team Champion, a five time X Division Champion. It's impressive but it doesn't intimidate me in the slightest. I know you're not at one hundred per cent tonight Chris. Hell, you haven't been at one hundred per cent for a while. As much as you try to cover it up, your knees have been giving you trouble for months now and we all know it's just a matter of time before it catches up to you. I don't blame you though. It must be tough seeing Alex Shelley starting to hit the prime of his career while yours is slowly starting to fade away. Don't worry though. Tonight, you get a chance to be famous. You get to step into the ring with Kenny King and I promise you, after tonight, you'll never be the same. I hope Alex is watching and I hope Brian Kendrick is too because I want both of them to understand that what I do to Chris Sabin is just a taste of things to come.Diamond: I like this kid! 1967Borash: And his opponent, from Detroit, Michigan, weighing in at two hundred and five pounds, Chris Sabin! Tenay: Kenny King certainly isn’t lacking in confidence, but can he back it up in the ring? Diamond: He’s facing a veteran in Chris Sabin, a former X Division Champion. But King is no slouch, Michael. I definitely like his chances tonight. Kenny King vs. Chris Sabin Ten minute time limit
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Post by Waffel113 on Oct 25, 2012 18:51:44 GMT -5
KANEFUSED.
And Kenny King with a Kingmaker!
A Kingmaker, by order of Law 67, byline 231, is a leg lariat.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2012 19:08:44 GMT -5
*King shoots Sabin into the ropes. As he bounces back, King catches him and slams him to the mat! Cover...* ONE!
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KICKOUT! *King pulls Sabin up and throws him into the corner. He charges, but Sabin ducks out of the way! King slams into the corner, Sabin rolls him up...* ONE!
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KICKOUT! *Sabin pulls King up and goes for the Cradle Shock, but King fights him off. He lands on his feet, spins Sabin around, Coronation! Cover...* ONE!
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THREE! Borash: The winner of this match, Kenny King! Tenay: And a successful outing for King tonight. Sadler: A win over Chris Sabin, Kurt Angle had to be impressed. Diamond: Indeed, King was impressive and I think it's only a matter of time before he wins the X Division Championship! We cut to the back where Christy Hemme is seen stumbling down the hall, giggling to herself. Heeeeeey folks. Chrissssssty here! I'm here to interview... ummmm... I forgot.The camera pans over to the side to a disgusted KCW, Television title strapped around his waist. He folds his arms and shakes his head in disapproval. Tsk tsk, Christina. To think you allow yourself to do your job in such a dreadful state. Appalling.Appalling? I'm not appalling... I'm ssssssexy! I'm sssssexxy and I know it!With that the woman starts to undo her top, threatening to expose whatever clothing awaits beneath her current attire. Godderz watches on with interest behind his employer at the sight. This doesn't last though as KCW reaches up and smacks him on the cheek. Eyes on the prize, Godderz; not the prize pig. We have more pressing matters to worry about on this eve.The man nods and turns his attention away from the inebriated woman who has now stripped to her bra. So K...C... ummmmm, W. You got a match tonight againssssst Matt Morgan and Devon. How ya gonna handle that?Hmmmph, a stupid question from an infantile woman. Christina, I shall handle it exactly as I handle all of my business: efficiently. You see a few days ago at Bound for Glory I became the new TNA Television Champion. That makes me one of the most must-see men on this very roster. I am a representative of this show now. I am the shining light upon which all gaze upon first. People have no choice but to take notice of me, to bask in my splendor.
True, it was a tough trek making it all this way. I had to dispose of some difficult, if not uncultured ruffians to obtain my prize. But when all was said and done I stood out as the new champion. And rightfully so because we all knew that in the end I would get what I desired. It took me longer than I would have anticipated, but that's fine. Rome wasn't built in a day, after all, so some delay is expected with the greatest of accomplishments.Ummmm... okey-dokey. So... how about that match tonight?...About that match? Well we are dealing with nothing more than two goons tonight. Eric Young's two stooges who seem to exist merely to make him feel better about himself. And honestly I don't blame him. After all one should always have someone inferior around to make themselves feel even more superior by comparison.Godderz raises an eyebrow at this. ...Like you, Christina! Honestly, you're a mess. What in the world were you doing earlier? How could you let yourself just stumble about the halls like some soused-up skank? Have you no pride in your position here? Your job is to get the facts, the juicy tidbits of information from competitors that your audience wants to know! It is most certainly not to stumble around in your underwear like some sort of braindead vagrant!
Honestly, I am the Television Champion around here now. Yet you treat me with this sort of disrespect?! I should report you to Kurtis for this travesty! I can't believe he would allow his employees to present themselves in such an offensive manner!
In fact... get out of my sight, harpy!*He snaps his fingers as Godderz walks over, scooping the woman up and carrying her off-screen Hey, big boy... where we goin?KCW takes the microphone in hand and motions his ally back over. Now then... where was I? Ah yes, Matthew and... Devon. The two of you are simply outmatched here tonight. You stand face to face with a most glorious being who can do no wrong and his loyal servant who he will allow to do no wrong! Since I have arrived into this company I have shot off into the stratosphere like a most glorious rocket. Whereas the two of you have risen about as far as a pair of plastic grocery bags. And what an apt comparison, I might add. After all from what I've seen it seems the two of you are only fit to carry around the trivialities of your employer. Compared to me you are quite literally trash.
I take nothing away from your in-ring skills or your admittedly impressive physiques, but they simply pale in comparison to my skills as well as those of my loyal attache, Godderz. And tonight shall be but yet another demonstration of exactly how inferior scum like you truly is. That is my mission in life, you see. Being the representative of Television now it is my duty, nay my desire to show the world a shining example of how to conduct one's self! And tonight I will strive to do that once again when I thrash the two of you low-lifes and make you wish that you had never even dared to face me in the first place.
Young, I apologize in advance for the crushing defeat that I will be handing both of your thugs. I can only hope that you will be able to forgive me for making them look as foolish as I intend to.
Come, Godderz. We have peons to pummel.And with that the newly crowned champion takes his leave, Godderz following in tow.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2012 19:12:26 GMT -5
Borash: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall, with a ten minute time limit. MisirlouBorash: Introducing first, weighing in at a combined weight of five hundred and ninety pounds, the team of Matt Morgan and Devon! Tenay: At Bound For Glory, Morgan and Devon watched their leader Eric Young lose the TNA World Heavyweight Championship. Sadler: But in spite of that defeat, tonight they set their sights on climbing the tag team ladder… I Never Thought My Life Could Be This GoodBorash: And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of four hundred and thirty six pounds, Godderz and the TNA World Television Champion, KCW! Diamond: Of course, to climb that ladder, they have to get past the new Television Champion and that will be no easy feat. Tenay: KCW riding high after Bound For Glory, but can he continue the positive momentum tonight? Matt Morgan and Devon vs. KCW and Godderz Ten minute time limit
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2012 19:21:47 GMT -5
KCW with a hurricanrana.
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Post by Waffel113 on Oct 25, 2012 19:26:47 GMT -5
Godderz flexes Devon until he taps.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2012 19:31:55 GMT -5
*KCW chops Devon in the corner, then monkey flip's him to the mat. Cover...* ONE!
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KICKOUT! *KCW pulls Devon up and goes for the Floor Polisher, but Morgan breaks it up! He lifts KCW for the Hellevator, but Godderz dropkick's him in the leg! Devon clubs Godderz from behind and goes for a slam, but Godderz slides out and hit's a full nelson slam! KCW then climbs to the top rope and hit's the High Society! Cover...* ONE!
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THREE! Borash: The winners of this match, KCW and Godderz! Tenay: The Television Champion with an impressive victory! Diamond: As expected. KCW is the Champion of Television, Michael. Excellence is a standard for him. Sadler: Still to come tonight, the new TNA World Champion Joey Ryan. But when we return, the former Women's Champion will speak.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2012 19:35:15 GMT -5
[Eyes Of A Stranger]
Melanie Crank makes her way down to the ring, immediately grabbing the microphone.
Alright. I've had a few days to recover from getting hit with a briefcase, and I'm still pissed off. In fact, I'm about ready to pull a Rosita and drive Brooke Adams out of this company.
For those of you unaware, I defended my title at Bound For Glory against Hamada. It was a hell of a match, one of the toughest I've ever been in. And after defending my title, I get my brains scrambled by that bitch Brooke Adams, who has done nothing ever since winning that damn briefcase. She left with my Women's Title, and that doesn't sit well with me.
Don't get me wrong, everyone eventually loses their title. If I had lost to Hamada, I wouldn't be this upset, because Hamada is a hell of a competitor. If Brooke Adams came up to me after the match and cashed in, hey, at least she's doing it to my face. But that cowardly bitch has to attack me from behind to make sure I'm down and out, and now she's celebrating like she won a hard fought battle.
Hamada never had to attack me from behind. Neither did Taylor or Daffney. Even Winter, as evil as she may be, never resorted to a sneak attack. But you proved to be the scum of the Women's division when you pulled that stunt.
If you think I'm not coming after my title, you have another thing coming. I know I'm not the only one who's upset by what you've done, and that title you have makes you the number one target.
I hope you're proud of what you've done Brooke. Because payback is a bitch.
"Eyes of a Stranger" plays as Melanie makes her way backstage.
Tenay: Strong words from the former Women’s Champion. Sadler: Standing by backstage is the man who is about to have his debut match for TNA, Luke Gallows…
I Have nothing to say
*Gallows pushes the cameraman aside and exits.*
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2012 19:40:17 GMT -5
Borash: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, with a ten minute time limit. Sound Of MadnessBorash: Introducing first, from Montreal, Quebec, Canada, weighing in at two hundred pounds, Alex Silva! Tenay: Well, not much in the way of words from Luke Gallows or from AJ Styles, the man he assisted at Bound For Glory. Diamond: Now just a minute, Michael. Don’t be presumptuous. He attacked Aries after the match had ended. AJ may have had nothing to do with it. *Gallows enters to no music.* Sadler: Well, he may be associated with AJ Styles, or he may not. But one thing we can be certain of, he knows how to hurt people. Tenay: And that’s just what he plans on doing to Alex Silva right now. Alex Silva vs. Luke Gallows Ten minute time limit
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2012 19:52:32 GMT -5
*Gallows nails Silva with a big boot, then pulls him up and hit's the Gallows Pole! Cover...* ONE!
TWO!
THREE! Borash: The winner of this match, Luke Gallows! Tenay: Gallows absolutely obliterated Silva! Diamond: The first victim of many, gentlemen. The first of many. Sadler: When we return, we will here from the new Women's Champion Brooke Adams...
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Post by Deleted on Oct 25, 2012 19:55:26 GMT -5
Brooke walks towards the ring with the Women's Championship over her shoulder, the crowd is undecided whether to cheer or not.
She grabs a mic.
At Bound For Glory, I shocked the world by becoming the Women's Champion.
I know people were surprised I even showed up, they figured I'd still be at my boyfriend's bedside.
Well, after the attack on Ric Flair, it was up to me to come out here and reveal that I know exactly who is responsible for the heinous and reprehensible attacks on Ken Anderson and Ric Flair.
This may come as quite a.....
(Storm Theme)
James Storm comes out to the ring, carrying his Feast or Fired case.
Brooke, why didn't you tell me you knew who it was?
Just say the word and I'll destroy the son of a bitch.
Who is it?
Was it Sting? Eric Young?
No, wait, I know, it's that scumbag Joey Ryan, isn't it?
I'll be right back....
Brooke grabs Storm's arm.
No, James.
It wasn't any of them.
You want to know who's responsible for the attacks?
IT WAS ME!
An evil smile creeps across Brooke's face.
You?
What the hell, Brooke?
Look, I know you're no dainty little thing, but there's no way you could have done this yourself, I know you had some help.
So, who's the sick, twisted thug who attacked my best friends?
Oh, that's right.
Storm drops the case, grabs Brooke by the hair...
And gives her a deep, passionate kiss.
Nice work, Jimmy.
So I suppose you people are wondering why we would do such a thing.
For several years now, this company has put on some of the greatest matches in wrestling history.
And nobody in the back has given a rat's ass.
And why's that?
Because those matches were between women.
For years now, the women of this company have been carrying this company on our back, we've been having spectacular matches, our matches have been the highest rated segments on the show, and yet the powers that be still treat us like a secondary attraction.
Hell, most of us are severely underpaid, receiving as little as $200 a night, barely enough to cover travel expenses, and yet we still come out here and steal the show.
Women like Daffney, Mickie James, Gail Kim, Velvet Sky, Tara, Angelina Love, Madison Rayne, Melanie Crank, Sarita, the list goes on and on.
And yet we still play second fiddle to the men, a group of has beens, never weres and nobody cares.
Then they have the nerve to give us one night, ONE NIGHT in the spotlight to placate us, to pat us on the head and tell us what precious little girls we are.
Well, I am SICK of it, and I decided to do something about it.
You see, for months, I've had the opportunity to have a title match whenever I chose, and yet I've hardly been booked since then, and that's because my "boyfriend" Ken Anderson has been on TV every week, hogging the spotlight, keeping me on the sidelines, selfishly sucking up all the TV time with his relentless pursuit of glory.
People like him, Sting, Mark LoMonaco, Eric Young, Austin Aries, all they do is come out here and bore the audience to tears.
But when we come out to the ring, the crowd wakes up, they know who the real stars of TNA are, and it's about time the power structure of this company changes to reflect that.
So I had my boy toy here take a lead pipe and cave Kenny's thick skull in.
Then he took care of that decrepit pervert Ric Flair.
See, tonight is the beginning of a revolution, tonight is the night when the women of TNA take our rightful place as the main event players we deserve to be.
So here's what's going to happen, Joey Ryan, I hope you enjoyed your moment of glory, because it will be but a moment.
My lover here is going to come for your belt, it won't be tonight, but I promise you, when you least expect it, your belt will belong to us.
And when James Storm is victorious, he will be handing that belt over to me.
Because once the belt is in our possession, the Women's Championship will be discontinued.
From then on, the real stars of TNA will be competing for the TNA World Championship.
But don't think James here is just giving up his glory, because once he decimates Joey Ryan, he will make history and become the very first.....
Storm opens the case and pulls out a shiny new championship belt, the front plate a polishes platinum with an intertwined X and Y made of gold inlaid in the center.
TNA Men's Champion.
When we are finished, the tyranny of male domination in this company will be at an end.
The women of TNA will finally be appreciated as the real stars, the real attraction of this company.
I now ask the others to join me, any woman who feels that they are unappreciated, any woman who feels disenfranchised by the powers that be, join me and together we will take over.
We will not be silenced, we will not be subjugated...WE WILL NOT BE STOPPED!!!
Brooke and James kiss again and she leads him out of the ring.
Tenay: I can’t believe it! Brooke Adams and James Storm would attack their friend, Brooke’s boyfriend?! Diamond: Hey, friends are nice, but they can’t win you the World Championship, Michael. Sadler: Folks, we’ll be right back.
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