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Post by random poster on Mar 8, 2005 10:31:14 GMT -5
bk, ok not sure how much posting im going to be doing in the next few weeks, due to either work beer or otherwise. my granddad died this morning so im not sure how it'll hit me.
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Post by Bobafett on Mar 8, 2005 10:37:50 GMT -5
(Fett comes out to the ring)
Fett: Toomi..youi made a big mistake..you see..Botchberg..didn't pin me..he pinned..
(Fetts music hits again and out comes Barry Windham..dressed exactly like fett)
Fett: I can tell you had been watching old Halloween havoc matches..hence this lil charade..anyway..the title WILL me mine.ne way or another
(fade to black)
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Post by Toom E. Guci on Mar 8, 2005 10:55:20 GMT -5
Breaking Kayfabe:
2 Things to get off my chest.
mprox, I am truly sorry for your loss. I have recently been in that boat & know how you feel. My condolences to you & your family. My IM is open if you need somebody to speak with.
Second off, fettster...why can't you cooperate? I know this is a mock federation, but come on already. No offense, but some of this is getting old. Barry Windham/fettster switch? Come on. Deal with it like everybody else does & play along with the storyline right. Geeze.
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Post by Deus Ex Machina on Mar 8, 2005 10:57:35 GMT -5
BK: My condolences for your loss, Prox. We're all here if you need to rant.
My heart goes out to you and your family.
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Post by HMARK Center on Mar 8, 2005 11:10:14 GMT -5
BK: I know how that feels, Prox, and I know it won't be easy, but I think I speak for everyone here when I say best wishes to you and your family.
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Post by invaderdave on Mar 8, 2005 11:21:30 GMT -5
Bk: I just want to offer my condolences and best wishes too, Prox.
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Post by obi on Mar 8, 2005 11:51:52 GMT -5
bk: yeah prox, best wishes and condolences to you all at this time.
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Post by obi on Mar 8, 2005 11:56:49 GMT -5
(obi is backstage, downing beers)
Obi: yes, i did it! i did it!
Fett: congrats...yer bastard
Obi: what was that?
Fett:nothing, nothing...
Obi: sorry if your pissed off for losing, but i am going to win this tournament, because i am the best!
spaz, i wanna thank you brotha, and davies, no hard feelings, except for when you touch the back of your head, thats the hardest feeling!
(vachyna laughs)
so my main question is....WHOS NEXT???
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Post by curtrok on Mar 8, 2005 12:35:07 GMT -5
BK: Prox, My wife just lost her grandma not to long ago, I know how hard that could be Robertson's family prayers are with you.
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Post by curtrok on Mar 8, 2005 12:43:20 GMT -5
Fett: Come on now. If I had my way botchberg would never ever lose but we are all here to have fun. Don't no sell Toomi's matches. He usually has a bigger plan.
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Post by curtrok on Mar 8, 2005 13:12:34 GMT -5
All of the EWT guys are backstage. Fett walks into the backstage area.
Fett: What?
Ape: You know what.
RP: Yeah
BS: Yeah
BB: You know exactly what.
JZ: We work hard to put on the best damn thredartion out there, we don't need guys like you no selling posts.
*All the workers grab fett and carry him outside the the arena a throw him into the snow.*
Toomi: Come back when you want to cooperate!
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Post by bladeberry on Mar 8, 2005 13:28:30 GMT -5
I'll stick to the rules, I think im valeting D boy now, but you'll have to confirm this with DDD
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Post by jzbadblood on Mar 8, 2005 13:41:01 GMT -5
BK: I lost my grandmother 2 years ago and it was one of the hardest moments of my life. I hope you get through this alright, my condolences goes out to you and your family.
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Post by bladeberry on Mar 8, 2005 13:43:37 GMT -5
Prox, I offer my condolences too, sorry to hear the news
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Post by #Classic Hi-Definition X on Mar 8, 2005 14:32:11 GMT -5
BK: Sad to hear that Prox. My condolences go out to you and your family.
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Post by Bobafett on Mar 8, 2005 15:43:17 GMT -5
(b.k. who said i was no selling...no-one let me finish..)
(Fett walks into the Arena)
Fett: Botchberg..tell ya what..a rematch..if you win..fair play..if I win..well..do I need to say anything about that
(Botchberg walks out)
BB: You're on
(botchberg runs in..the bell sounds..as soon as that happens...Fett slips out the ring and sits on a steel chair..the ref counts him out..Botchberg looks on..quite perplexed..fett counting along with the ref..the ref reached 10 and calls for the bell to ring..Botchberg..has won..even though he didn't need to do anything, Fett walks backstage..from no-where 4 tellytubbies come up from under the ring..and dance around Botchberg)
Styles: what the hell is going on?
(backstage with Taka Michinoku)
Taka: Hello this is..
Fett: shut up assclown, this is how it is, yeah..i lost..but..I have my reasons..Jz..you want me so bad..how about a nontitle match....why go through all these guys ..just to fight youyou see..If i beat you and won the title..well..yo'd want a rematch..and.you may win...but if someone else beats you..and I beat them..you get nothing
(Obi comes into the scene)
Obi: youre not pissed off that im through and youre not?
Fett: Hell no..infact..I got an idea for youre next match (looks at Taka) you still here..go on..get outta my sight...
(Fade to black)
(b.k. I'm just playing my heel character to the hilt,..the Fettster character is like that..he gets in youre head..messes with it..I do co-operate..but in a roundabout way..i mean..a heel that didn't break rules..that ain't right
And Prox i'm not really sure what to say, I am genuinely lousy at saying stuff like this, the only thing I can offer is a prayer..)
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Post by Deus Ex Machina on Mar 8, 2005 16:31:37 GMT -5
*A camera crew is backstage looking for someone. Suddenly they spot two people in a far corner. They hurry over and see that it's D-Boy and Berry.*
Interviewer: "D-Boy!! Oh My God!1 What are you doing here?? You were fired and filed several lawsuits against EWT. Why are you back? How did you get back??....
... and who is that hot minx you have with you??"
*Interviewer looks at Berry with a huge smile on his face and tries to get eye contact. D-Boy downs his beer, looks at interviewer and headbutts him. Interviewer goes down like a sack of potatoes. D-Boy doesn't even give him a secnd look. Instead he turns his attention to the camera.*
D-Boy: "You all wanna know why I'm back in this piece of **** promotion? You all wanna know why I'm back here after I was nearly killed and it was used as entertainment by the scum****s in charge?
I ain't back. I'm here to support the one guy that supported me while I was in the hospital and while I was getting healthy again.
That man was JZ Badblood. He's a real friend and my brother. He stood by me despite how management would treat him. But I didn't tell anyone because I didn't want management to **** over a talented guy like JZ because of their hate for me. Now I'm here to have his back, like he had mine.
*Looks at Berry, who smiles at him, then looks back to the camera*
You wanna know who this is? This is the reason why I dropped the lawsuits against EWT, Toom and A-Bomb. This is the woman who taught me that I need to live in the now, not in the past.
And she is the woman that taught me that there is a better way to get back at those who wronged me.... heh heh heh... just you wait and see."
Berry: "You think you've seen extreme before? You think you've done it all? Well, get ready to be taken to a whole new level. Because when you get run over by the Berry you'll have nothing left...
but bitter grapes."
*Berry and D-Boy laugh*
D-Boy: "C'Mon, baby. Lets go find JZ and get the hell outta here."
*They leave as the camera shows the still unconcious interviewer*
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Post by ape on Mar 8, 2005 17:02:50 GMT -5
bk: hey all, i'm back..ya miss me?...anyway this match is huge...it won't let me post it all at once, so here's part one...the rest will follow shortly.
mystery opponent vs. marcel adams
*marcel adams stands in the ring with a microphone in hand.*
marcel - psychoapeguy isn’t going to show! he’s a coward! he left the ewt, and you people need to face it...he’s not coming back!!
*the fans chant “APE! APE! APE!” as marcel hands the mic over to the ring announcer and tells the fans to shut up while covering his ears. the ring announcer announces psychoapeguy, and the ape’s music hits. a few seconds pass, but the ape still hasn’t appeared. again, his name is announced, and the music hits. but again, nobody makes their way out to ringside. marcel grabs the microphone from the ring announcer.*
marcel - like i said! psychoapeguy is not going to show up tonight. now, referee, i demand that you begin the count. i don't have all night to wait for him, i want to get this victory over with. so start counting! i want it to be known in the ewt that i defeated psychoapeguy!
*marcel stands at the ropes, facing the isleway and the referee begins to slowly count.*
referee - one....................................................two...................................................three....
*marcel shoves the referee*
marcel - quit stalling! just count faster! he's not going to show!
*marcel locks his eyes on the isleway once again*
referee - .....four................five..................six..................seven...............eight...........nine............ten....
*the referee turns around to signal for ring the bell, but he finds himself standing eye-to-eye with psychoapeguy. the ape is wearing army garb, complete with jungle face paint, and has a candy cigarette in his mouth. he pats the referee on the shoulder and walks past him, stopping right behind marcel.*
marcel - you counted to ten, ref! where's the bell? come over here and raise my hand!
*marcel turns around and meets psychoapeguy face-to-face. the ape waves at marcel. marcel goes for a punch, but the ape blocks it and kicks marcel in the gut. he then grabs marcel's skull and nails a big headbutt, sending marcel down to the mat. marcel quickly slides out of the ring. the ape grabs a microphone and eats his candy cigarette. he then begins to speak, with spit shooting out of his mouth, as marcel holds his head as he watches on.*
ape - at ease, puke.....hehe.....you're right.....psychoapeguy is gone....hehe...but in his place.....is sergeantapeguy, you maggot......now....you're going to bleed, marcel adams.....you're going to bleed....and thaaaaaaaaat's.....an order!!
*the ape drops the mic and slides underneath the ropes to come out and attack marcel, but marcel nails the ape with a big right hand as he comes near. marcel whips the ape into the turnbuckle post and follows it up with a clothseline knocking the ape down. marcel grabs the ape and throws him into the ring, and quickly follows after him.
inside the ring, marcel plants a few boots to the ape's midsection...and then the skull while the ape is on the mat. the last boot to the skull catches the ape in his messed-up eye, causing the ape to scream hystarically. marcel quickly goes for the cover after the scream. 1......2.....kickout.
marcel picks the ape up and nails a big brainbuster. he lifts the ape's head and locks on a tight headlock and begins to taunt the fans with a big "wooooooooooooo!" after a few seconds in the hold, the ape begins to get up. marcel tries to grab a handful of hair to take the ape down, but soon realizes that he doesn't have any and instead hits a well-placed low-blow and uses a headlock takedown to bring the ape back down to the mat, taunting the fans again. again, after a few seconds, the ape begins to get to hit feet. this time, marcel rakes the apes eyes and plants the ape down with a thunderous ddt. he follows it up with a cover.1....2...kickout. marcel covers the ape again, hooking the leg this time. 1....2...kickout. marcel gets up and begins to yell at the referee. the ape slowly crawls behind marcel and rolls him up in a school boy. 1...2...kickout. marcel immediately gets up and drives a knee into the ape's bad eye, causing the ape to scream in pain once more. marcel picks up the ape and plants him with a big jumping piledriver. after the piledriver, marcel goes for a cover. 1.....2.....kickout. marcel immediately locks on another headlock after the kickout. after a few moments in the headlock, marcel reaches his hand in one of his boots. he pulls out a razor blade from his boot and begins to rake away at the forehead of the ape, while keeping the headlock locked on. the referee notices the blade and makes marcel break up the hold and takes the blade away from him.
marcel shoves the referee and begins to yell in his face. the ape, his face paint is no longer visable under the thick flow of blood, slowly gets to his feet. when marcel turns around, the ape nails him with a right hand. the ape winds up and hits another right. he winds up again and hits one more big right hand, sending marcel staggering back into the ropes. the ape irish whips marcel off the opposite ropes and ducks down for an attempted back-body drop, but marcel sees it coming and kicks the ape, following it up with a big lariat. he goes for the cover. 1....2....kickout.
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Post by ape on Mar 8, 2005 17:03:52 GMT -5
bk: part 2 of 3....hooray!
marcel grabs the ape's leg and begins to plant a bunch of boots to his knee. he then locks on a spinning toe-hold. the ape screams in pain. on his final spin around in the spinning toe-hold, marcel locks the ape's knee in bewteen his legs and jumps up and lands down hard, crushing the ape's knee on the mat. the ape instantly grabs his knee and rolls around in pain. marcel does a little strut and gives a sign for a figure-four leglock. he grabs the ape's leg and plants a few more boots to the ape's knee then slaps on the figure-four. the ape begins to scream in pain. the referee asks the ape if he quits, but the ape refuses. instead, the ape begins to punch himself in the skull. while the ref is checking to see if the ape quits or not, marcel grabs the ropes and uses them as leverage. the ape continues to scream in pain...or maybe joy...he begins to smile as he screams as the hold gets more and more painful. the ape begins to attempt the reverse the hold by rolling over, but marcel uses the ropes to maintain his balance, preventing the ape from succeeding. after a good minute or so in the hold, the referee finally notices that marcel is using the ropes for leverage and breaks up the hold. marcel lets go and immediately stomps the ape's knee. he then grabs the ape's leg and pulls him to the center of the ring he goes for the figure four again, but the ape reaches up and locks marcel in a small package. 1....2....kickout.
marcel and the ape both get to their feet and marcel goes for a lariat. sergeantapeguy ducks and hits a german suplex. 1....2....kickout. both men get to their feet again. marcel goes for a right hand, the ape blocks it and hits a headbutt. then another. finally, a third headbutt sends marcel crashing down to the mat. the ape limps towards marcel, who attempts a low blow, but the ape catches marcel's arm and pulls him up and onto his shoulders. the ape then plants marcel with a big death valley driver and goes for the cover. 1....2....kickout. the ape pulls marcel up and irish whips him off the ropes. he goes for a clothesline, but marcel ducks underneath and bounces off the opposite ropes. the ape turns around just in time to duck a cross-body block attempt by marcel, causing marcel to crash to the mat. as marcel stumbles to his feet, the ape punches him in the midsection and plants him with a double-arm ddt and goes for the cover. 1......2.......barely a kickout.
the ape looks up at the referee as if he's questioning if the count was slow. he looks down at marcel and smiles. the ape wipes his hand on his face, allowing the blood to cover his hand...he then applies a clawhold on marcel, smearing the blood in marcel's face as he applies the pressure. marcel screams in agony. he has his hand ready to tap, but out of desperation, he reaches for the ropes and barely makes it, forcing sergeantapeguy to release the hold. marcel struggles to get to his feet, using the ropes to get up. the ape slowly limps behind marcel and locks on a cobra clutch, pulling marcel into the center of the ring. marcel appears to be fading fast, and the referee comes over and asks marcel if he gives up. marcel doesn't answer. the referee lifts marcel's arm, and it drops. the referee lifts his arm again. again, it drops. the referee is about to lift marcel's arm a third time, but dorf appears from out of nowhere and jumps up onto the ring apron. the ape releases the cobra clutch, and marcel collapses to the mat. the ape slowly limps over to dorf. dorf attempts a punch, but the ape blocks it and sprays a mist of his own blood in dorf's face. the ape then hits a sunset flip powerbomb on the blinded dorf to the outside. after a few moments, the ape stumbles back into the ring and goes to cover marcel, who is still laying in the center of the ring where ape left him. 1.....2.....barely a kickout, but the referee's hand hit the mat, making it sound like 3.
the referee tells the ape it was only 2, but sergeantapeguy gets in the referee's face saying that his hand hit the mat for 3. realizing arguing won't help, the ape focuses back on marcel who nails ape with a low blow. marcel kicks ape in the midsection and hits a piledriver. instead of going for a cover, marcel lifts the ape up and places him on the top turnbuckle. marcel gives the sign for his finisher and attempts to piledrive the ape from the top rope to the mat below. as marcel tries to lift up the ape, the ape fights out and hits a right hand on marcel. he then digs his hand into marcel's eye socket, locking on an eye for an eye, grinding away at marcel's eye. marcel screams out and quickly rakes the eyes of the ape out of despiration. with the ape dazed, marcel hits a couple of forearms smashes then lifts up the ape and nails the crowing achievement, a giant piledriver from the top turnbuckle. marcel smiles and gives a big "woo!" to the crowd as he slowly crawls over to the ape for the cover. 1.......2.......barely a kickout.
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Post by ape on Mar 8, 2005 17:05:31 GMT -5
marcel adams can't believe it. he immediately gets to his feet and shoves he referee, demanding that it was a three count. while marcel is distracting the referee, dorf slips on a pair of brass knuckles and mocks the ape. after arguing with the referee for a bit, marcel shoves the referee to the side, walks over to the turnbuckle, and begins to untie the turnbuckle pad. the referee sees this and runs over, demanding marcel to back off. marcel does so, and the referee begins to re-tie the pad to the turnbuckle. while the referee does this, marcel picks the ape up and holds him in place as dorf jumps onto the apron. dorf winds up, the ape moves just in time, and dorf nails marcel with the brass knuckles! dorf quickly jumps down from the apron, looking concerned. the referee turns around and begins to make a ten count. 1.......2.......3.......4........5.....
the ape begins to move....by the time the referee reaches 8, the ape has his arm on top of marcel for a cover. 1......2......kickout. the ape staggers to his feet. as he does so, dorf slides marcel the brass knuckles. the ape tries to get marcel to his feet, but is met with brass knuckles to the ribs. marcel stands up and swings wildly at the face of the ape, but sergeantapeguy ducks and locks marcel in a small package. 1....2.....3.
before the ape can celebrate, fuzzy runs out from the back and the three members of the communists begins pummeling sergeantapeguy. fuzzy and dorf pick the ape up and hold him as marcel repeatedly punches the ape's face with the brass knuckles. despite his screams of agony, a slight smile can be seen on the ape's face as the beating takes place. the three pummel sergeantapeguy a bit more, until officials flood the ring, then the communists leave a bloodied and bruised ape laying in the center of the ring. they leave to a chorus of boos from the fans in attendance and sprinkles of trash are tossed at the trio.
meanwhile in the ring, officials try to help the ape to his feet. the ape refuses and shoves away anyone trying to help him. sergeantapeguy slowly struggles to his feet, barely able to stand, and looks at the crowd, with his face covered in blood...bleeding so much that most of his upper body is a crimson hue, and gives them a salute before collapsing back to the mat. almost completely drained of energy, the ape slowly struggles back to his feet with the help of the officials and they help the ape limp back to the lockerroom.
bk: sorry for the length...felt i needed a nice, big match for my return....or something....yeah....so, sorry. *insert sad picture of something here*
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