WWCF In Character Roleplay/Promos Thread 2

[smokinvokoun]

We see Smokin Vokoun sitting in his dark basement, holding his barbwire bat and starts feeling the wire.

There aren't many places in this world, that would actually think that this thing is acceptable...ACCEPT PROFESSIONAL WRESTLING!!!! Heck, if I used this beauty in the real world, society in all it's devine wisdom, would LOCK ME AND UP AND THROW AWAY THE KEY!!! But this Monday Boiler Room Brawler....I COULD LITERALLY KILL YOU WITH THIS THING, ALL THAT HAPPENS TO ME IS THAT I WIN YOUR HARDCORE TITLE!!! Of course, you can bring your trusty lead pipe along....it's invited in the party. I think the bat and the pipe will get along quite well. But you know what else it would get along with....BRB'S HEAD!!!!

*He stands up*

Brawler....you have to deal with a different kind of superstar at Wrestle Crapocalypse. Because, I KEEP COMING!!! But I know you do as well...and I love that....I TRIVE ON THAT DAMN IT!!! Look into these eyes and you will see NO FEAR!!! I LOVE PAIN!!!! And I hope that you love pain as just much as I do....BECAUSE THAT'S ALL YOUR GONNA BE FEELING!!

*He then gets close to the camera and gets quite*

And when the smoke clears Boiler Room Brawler...I will be the new king of hardcore in the WWCF....I will be the new WWCF Hardcore Champion. And as you probably know, Smokin Vokoun......isn't jokin.[/color]

[Kris Kobain]

*We see Kris Kobain at a trophy shop.

Kris:"This isn't really a trophy shop. This is where I store all my awards for being the most awesome man alive!"

*Woman walks up to Kris.

Woman: "Hello my name is Lisa. How may I assist you today sir?"
Kris: "I want to get a trophy for my friend. His name is Inspector Shetty."
Woman: "That's a ridiculous name sir."
Kris: "You're telling me lady."
Woman: "What would you like the nameplate to say?"
*Kris writes something down on a piece of paper and slides it to Lisa. "It's a suprise." he then holds his finger up to his lips.
Woman:"Ok sir it will just be a few moments."
Kris: "I'm an important person. Hurry it up Linda. While we are waiting let's talk about the Inspector. Let's (*starts clapping) applaud your disater of a match this past week. Let's talk about my new project for a moment. Kris Kobain prestents: Craptacular, The Inspector Shetty story. It's a tale of an ugly little reject playing alone in his closet as a tiny little mutant boy. This kid was such a loser his stuffed animals would find their way into the family dog's mouth so they wouldn't have to play with him. baby little Shetty would just sit and stare; much like fans do during his matches. Little Shetty had a lot of time to contemplate. What was little Shetty thinking? Shetty hungwy. Shetty tyered. Shetty no spell so good. Shetty dumb. Shetty not even like Shetty. No one like Shetty. Shetty sad. All jokes aside inspector when Kobain nation shows up to the ppv, when the Kobainiites start chanting Kris Kobain, when I step in there and make you feel the Afterburn; it won't be a fairy tale. It won't be a story. It will be the defining moment in your career. Get ready to go on a long losing streak because after you get beat by the best you'll know you can't hang. You might as well just file those unemployment papers now junior.
Woman: Ok sir, I'm done. The total comes to $127.38."
*Kobain pays and takes the trophy.
Woman: "Thank you Mr. Kobain. Have a great day."
Kris:"Yeah you too Liza."

*Kris starts towards the door.

Kris: "Shetty. Later this week I will hold a special awards ceremony to prestent this special award to a special person. If you are half the man you claim you are then you will show up. Now how do I avoid the mob of people always trying to get a piece of Kris Kobain?"

*Kris pulls out a mask and puts it on. He turns towards the camera and we see it's a mask of Inspector Shetty. Kris then walks outside and down the street.

[Jazzman]

Apr 20, 2010 21:55:10 GMT -5 Jay Carroll said:

First of all, welcome back Moppy! I was wondering what happened to you after TTS asked me what happened to the fireworks we stored for Cambodian New Years... Nice to see you're still in one piece. Second of all... it must suck to be Sparks. A 4 on 1 tornado handicapped match? You're going to wish you really were a spider, and that you could hide in a water spout somewhere.

Enough with the light jokes.. Let's address business. YellowJacket, you proved two things on Monday night: First, that you're a good wrestler. Not good enough to beat me, apparently, but a good wrestler nonetheless. And second, that you are a punk ass sore loser who can't stand being defeated, even if you were beaten fairly. I didn't grab any tights. I didn't try to put my feet on the ropes for leverage. I utilized a wrestling hold to win the match, fair and square. And now I have your momentum, kid.

Now, onto next week... It seems as if I have nothing to do as of yet... And I would hate to take a week off, especially with this roll I'm on currently. So, I'm going to extend an offer to my 4 other foes in the Thunderdome match to go one on one with me next week on Nite Raw. Since I've already beaten YellowJacket, I don't anticipate him accepting this challenge... but his butt buddy, Old Man River, the angry black guy who is probably angry because he wasn't mentioned first, because I haven't called him by name, and because when he eats cereal he has to use white milk, and our disgrace of a World Champion are all more than welcome to step up and get stretched out.

The Family is alive and well, and your next World Champ is right here.

*Jazzman walks up*

You realize you are booked this week, for Thunderdome right? And people say I'm getting too old for this...

[littlenaitch]

Littlenaitch is seen walking the streets of Parts Unknown and is looking down at his cell phone when he looks into the camera.

LN: Well I'm on the WWCF website and noticed that nobody has answered my open challenge yet which is cool I guess but I was hoping someone would have answered it by now. I also noticed that the Heavy Metal Express are not booked for the ppv yet along with myself and fellow Family member Jay Carrol. So what I had in mind was that at Wrestle-CrApocalypse it would be the Heavy Metal Express teaming up to face myself and Jay Carrol in a non-title match of course. I am only issueing this challenge because my normal tag team partner Tyfo is a little busy with Jonathan Michaels or otherwise we could cash in our rematch. So what do you say champs?

[Jazzman]

Apr 21, 2010 0:55:32 GMT -5 littlenaitch said:

Littlenaitch is seen walking the streets of Parts Unknown and is looking down at his cell phone when he looks into the camera.

LN: Well I'm on the WWCF website and noticed that nobody has answered my open challenge yet which is cool I guess but I was hoping someone would have answered it by now. I also noticed that the Heavy Metal Express are not booked for the ppv yet along with myself and fellow Family member Jay Carrol. So what I had in mind was that at Wrestle-CrApocalypse it would be the Heavy Metal Express teaming up to face myself and Jay Carrol in a non-title match of course. I am only issueing this challenge because my normal tag team partner Tyfo is a little busy with Jonathan Michaels or otherwise we could cash in our rematch. So what do you say champs?

*Jazzman walks up again*

You are standing right next to Jay! He's in Thunderdome!! GAH!!!

*Jazzman takes his shirt off and walks through a door*

[littlenaitch]

It's that concussion Seth and Stryker gave me last summer, it affected my memory.

[Deleted]

Kris, you want to make fun, fine.

But DON'T make fun of my family.

You're pushing a fine line, a line you DO NOT... want to push with me.

[The Captain]

The Blogosphere, Twittonet, Facebook..o...ramathing, MySpacesspool, and the WWCF Multiverse have all been abuzz with one thing, and one thing only. And that thing is the return of the Savior of Sports Entertainment. The Paragon of Excellence. The man who ended a 10 month long title reign and lasted 30 minutes in a grueling hardcore Iron Man match in his first defense!

That's right. M.O.P. is back! After a long hiatus, I've rediscovered my passion for this industry and I'm ready to take it back by force! I came back to help out my old friend Jazzman, as he certainly needs it against these Hollywood punks.

Speaking of Hollywood, it seems like little Viva Los Bio Dome's grown up since I've been gone. He's even got the top belt in the company. Who woulda thought that? Viva, last time we met in the ring, I remember making your ass tap out. I think it's going to be high time to repeat history soon.

[Jay Carroll]

Apr 21, 2010 0:54:05 GMT -5 Jazzman said:

Apr 20, 2010 21:55:10 GMT -5 Jay Carroll said:

First of all, welcome back Moppy! I was wondering what happened to you after TTS asked me what happened to the fireworks we stored for Cambodian New Years... Nice to see you're still in one piece. Second of all... it must suck to be Sparks. A 4 on 1 tornado handicapped match? You're going to wish you really were a spider, and that you could hide in a water spout somewhere.

Enough with the light jokes.. Let's address business. YellowJacket, you proved two things on Monday night: First, that you're a good wrestler. Not good enough to beat me, apparently, but a good wrestler nonetheless. And second, that you are a punk ass sore loser who can't stand being defeated, even if you were beaten fairly. I didn't grab any tights. I didn't try to put my feet on the ropes for leverage. I utilized a wrestling hold to win the match, fair and square. And now I have your momentum, kid.

Now, onto next week... It seems as if I have nothing to do as of yet... And I would hate to take a week off, especially with this roll I'm on currently. So, I'm going to extend an offer to my 4 other foes in the Thunderdome match to go one on one with me next week on Nite Raw. Since I've already beaten YellowJacket, I don't anticipate him accepting this challenge... but his butt buddy, Old Man River, the angry black guy who is probably angry because he wasn't mentioned first, because I haven't called him by name, and because when he eats cereal he has to use white milk, and our disgrace of a World Champion are all more than welcome to step up and get stretched out.

The Family is alive and well, and your next World Champ is right here.

*Jazzman walks up*

You realize you are booked this week, for Thunderdome right? And people say I'm getting too old for this...

And that's why I shouldn't have fired my assistant. My calendar is broken and I'm late for a flight....

[Metalheadbanger Man]

Okay, its time to get serious. I'm a goddamn champion, but people don't seem to recognise that fact. I can't take much more of this embarrassment.

Jazzman and Vokoun, I'll get to you later. M.O.P., you wanna come back and make an example out of us? That's fine by me. You see, I still haven't forgotten that you beat me at Night of the Wrestling Zombies. Ever since that day, I've thought about getting that win back on you. I was relishing the prospect of defending these belts against you, but that was kiboshed as well.

So, here it is. At the PPV, how about me and you, one on one, one more time? I've learned a lot since I faced you for the Inter-Forum Title, and I wanna prove to the world that I can be just as successful as a singles wrestler too. Sure, you may have the momentum at the moment. You're refreshed, and you've got ambitions to scale the lofty heights in WWCF. Well guess what pal, so do I. I've been overlooked, underappreciated, you name it, for far too long now, and its about time I did something about it.

The Metal Express will not exist solely in the shadow of Viva. I have been less than pleased with how our title run has gone so far - we beat the so-called greatest team this place has ever seen, but we remain an afterthought! People continue to insult with ridiculously lame puns, because they don't take us seriously enough.

M.O.P., all I ask for is a straight up wrestling match. I know you can bring it, and I assure you that I'm gonna give it everything I have. Enough of this bulls***, enough being chased around by overgrown idiots with barbed wire, enough sitting around while groupies pour vodka shots down my throat, enough sitting around watching while other people are given the opportunities that I deserve.

I'm eagerly awaiting your response, dude. Don't let me down.

[The Captain]

If it isn't my old pal, HBM. Finally got a title belt around your waist, too, eh? Let me congratulate you on that. And that isn't with any patronizing or condescending. I started my career with that very belt, and it launched my career into the stratosphere.

So you wanna prove yourself? You want to prove that you can hang with the best? Honestly, I think that belt's proof enough, and it's a shame that some don't feel that way. But you don't have anything to do at the pay-per-view. Neither do I. This is going to be a great opportunity for me to work off some ring rust. And for you to get over your inferiority complex.

It's on, my friend.

[Jazzman]

So, 6 men will enter Thunderdome, and only 1 will walk out as the WWCF champion. Well, I know that I haven't been the most talkative man recently, but that's only because I haven't needed to say anything. My actions have been shown in that ring night in and night out. I'm the highlight of these fans' night, I'm the name on the lips of every person leaving that building, and I'm the guy who everyone needs to respect in the back.

But when it comes to this match, it's something different. I'm the last person anyone is thinking of, I'm the underdog, but should I be?

Now, I'll be honest, I really didn't expect this opportunity to fall into my lap but I'm not going to turn it away. It's not every day that the longest reigning WWCF Champion is overlooked, but I'm like Mack The Knife, when you least expect I can show up and steal the title and the show.

I'm the only person in this match who knows what it's like in Thunderdome. Some of the people going in the represent some of the best in the business, but you don't know what it takes. Last year, I threw a 360 shooting star press through a glass table in an attempt to win. Thunderdome is not a place for the weak, Thunderdome is not a place of the timid, and Thunderdome sure as hell isn't a place for the faint of heart!

Viva, Jay, YJ, M, and DR, I know what's going to go through your mind when you walk into Thunderdome, a look of amazement, a look of sheer terror, a wave of fear will come over your body. Viva, your friends can't help you. Jay, I will finish this between you and I. Evil and Jacket, you will turn on each other, the pull of the top title in this company is too great a strain for your relationship. Jackson, for a man who talks about a man with no enemy or no friends, it will be hard for you in there against a man with no equal.

You see gentlemen, there is only one conclusion to come out of this match, the best in the world goes back to the top of the mountain. My title is going back around my waist. The best wrestler in this company is about to prove it one more time. It's time for a solo break, and after Thunderdome, I'll be leading this band again as the world champion.

[Jackson "The Cool" Carter]

DR Jackson: Well, well, well... Looks like the man who always seems to be denied here, clearly cannot be denied.

I admittedly came out on the losing end of what can be called the feud of my career. Quite possibly a feud of the year candidate with Boiler Room Brawler. I took him on twice, I took him to the limit twice... I was denied my title... twice.

Now most people who suffer a career burn like mine would sit back, re-evaluate their lives and fade into obscurity... most never find their way back to the top. However, I'm not like all of you... I kept fighting, for my self. For the Era of Attitude and now, not even a month later here we are. The Black Dynasty taking the Main Event for the WWCF Championship in Thunderdome!

I step into this deathtrap with 5 other men, and one by one they all shall fall until one man remains, the WWCF Champion. Now I don't want sound cocky, but I'm rather confident about this match, you see I've got a mean streak that cannot be match. The Black Dynasty is an animal... and you lock him in a cage with a bunch of bigots and fascists, and have weapons at the ready... things are going to get messy.

Now as for the unlucky five men who have to lock in a cage with The Black Dynasty, we have a nice variety... and they all share one thing in common, I've stepped in the ring with every single one of them and they've all felt what the Era of Attitude is all about. Yet somehow they're counting me out because I was a last minute addition?

Viva Los Bio Dome, we fought in the King of Wrestlecrap Tournament and that had to of been the most grueling match you had in the whole damn thing. I may have come out of that match as the loser, but you came out of that match in a world of hurt. And I guess it was the well earnt confidence boost from hanging in the ring with me that propelled you into Championship Glory. However now it's time for a new champion, the choice of a new generation... of equality.

Jazzman, you're the only one here who has been in this thing before, however I've watched that match over and over again and you lost due to your own ego and stupidity. You can call it courage, you can call it determination. But I never saw Colt take such a stupid risk in that match and he ended up winning it. You wanted to be the one everyone remembered, for being "so brave and bold" but in the end, you crashed and burned in the most literal way. Hopefully you can have your head out of your ass for this one. Atleast that way when you feel the Altitude Adjustment, I don't get fragments of glass cut into me.

Evil M, one of my most defining moments of my career was when I kicked your sorry ass to become Number One Contender for the Inter-Forum Championship. Now before then I had beaten World Champions, however you're the only man in this federation who could rival my size back then, and when the two monsters clashed... even with you double teaming me with your boy Yellow Jacket... it was the Black Dynasty crushing the Evil one. Since then I've taken the WWCF by storm and you... well... I don't even know what you've achieved since.

Yellow Jacket, like I said just before, one of my defining moments was when I single handedly took both you and Evil M on to challenge for the Inter-Forum Championship. Then we met shortly afterwards, and despite you putting up a valiant effort and really using your size to your advantage you were once again crippled by The Era of Attitude, but hey atleast you kept fighting. If anyone knows what I'm capable of, it's you.

And lastly Jay, I deliberately left you last because of your BLATANT disrespect you showed me earlier. I believe you're the only one who I haven't had the pleasure of crippling in the ring, which would explain why you had the audacity to show me zero respect. Not only did you not address me by name, but you did so with the nice pet name "that black guy". You may have meant that as a rib... but now the only rib you have to worry about are your own as they come crashing down on my shoulders again... and again... Your elimination is going to be the one I look forward to the most.

So say what you will, think what you want... The fact of the matter is, I'm the last angry man. I'm here to make a difference and prove to the world that the term "minority" is as out-dated as it gets. We have the right to vote, we have the right to run the country... and come next Monday, we will have the right to be called the WWCF Champion.

Neither enemy nor friend... Damn Right!

[Viva]

I was listening to a metal cover of Gangster's Paradise, and there was a line that stuck with me. A line that is so cliche, but fits oh so well.

"As I walk through the valley of the shadows of death."

Whether I like it or not, that's what I have to do this Monday. I have to walk through the valley, and I can never waiver in my conviction. I must keep my eyes straight ahead, I must never allow my concentration to be broken.

I am going into Thunderdome with 5 other men. I have a sixteen percent chance of walking out of that ring with my belt, and quite frankly, I'm nervous as hell. My reign thus far has not been an easy one. I was stuck with the task of beating Littlenaitch straight out of the gate, and he was then accompanied by Seth Drakin. Now, I'm in the Dome with 5 other worthy adversaries, in what is sure to be my most difficult defense yet.

I know what you're all thinking, I'm a weak man, a paper champion. I have yet to secure a win that wasn't marred with controversy, and you're right. It may well have been a much different match if Jessica didn't start a fight with my ladies. 'Naitch and Sethy Drake might have had what it takes. We'll never know.

As it stands now, though, there are six hands on this belt, and Monday, you will see a six way tug of war for what I consider to be my crowned jewel. I am the King of Wrestlecrap, I am your WWCF Heavyweight champion, I am "The King of Hollywood" Viva Los Bio Dome, but I have yet to earn the respect of any past champions.

This is my chance to show everyone that I'm not a push over. I am not a paper champion, I am not a place holder for the next big thing. I am the big thing, and I'm here now. It's my time. I haven't partied since I beat 'Naitch. I've been preparing for the fight of my life.

I say this often, but I am fully prepared to die in that ring Monday. Bring your A game, fellas, because mine will be front and center. I will take it to the best and remain the best. I will rule my kingdom with an iron fist and prove once and for all that I am the most dangerous man in the WWCF.

[smokinvokoun]

Tick tock...tick tock....tick tock...tic tock...*He giggles loudly*
It's amost time Boiler Room Brawler...IT'S ALMOST TIME TO MEET YOU MAKER!!! This Monday night, BRB, the time has come for your long reign as champion, to come to an end. Such a shame really, you've done so well to this point. You are on the highway to success. But you see the funny thing about highways, is that if your not careful...YOU'LL HIT BY A SEMI-TRUCK!!!! And that semi....WILL BE ME!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!

*He then suddenly stops laughing and stares off into space*

As you can see BRB, I am a tormented soul. Someone who has been hurt so many times in my life....some of it my fault...some of it....just out of my control. Everytime I think about you Boiler Room Brawler....I think about...... MY FATHER!!! You see BRB, he worked as a maintance man for a bowling ally. If any of you out there ever worked in maintance, you will understand that it's not a fullfilling line of work. And my father reminded me of that every day of my young life.

*He takes off his shirtt reveal a large scar on his chest*

You see this BRB, this is what my Father did to me. THIS IS WHAT I HAVE TO REMEMBER HIM BY!!! I have no happy memories of that drunk basterd except the day he broke a beer bottle and CRAVED IT INTO MY FLESH!!!!

*He starts tearing up*

Thats what I see....when I look at you. I'm saying you are like him....but when I look at you....I see him. So you must understand that I must beat you this Monday, I will beat you BAD!!! I will beat you with every inch of your life. Because, yes you are a great champion...Boiler Room Brawler. As a wrestler you are one of the best the WWCF has to offer. But, it's time for me to finally step up and not only win my first championship....but to end my tormentment from my Father.


Just think about that. [/color]

[Jay Carroll]

Apr 22, 2010 1:36:30 GMT -5 Viva said:

I was listening to a metal cover of Gangster's Paradise, and there was a line that stuck with me. A line that is so cliche, but fits oh so well.

"As I walk through the valley of the shadows of death."

Whether I like it or not, that's what I have to do this Monday. I have to walk through the valley, and I can never waiver in my conviction. I must keep my eyes straight ahead, I must never allow my concentration to be broken.

I am going into Thunderdome with 5 other men. I have a sixteen percent chance of walking out of that ring with my belt, and quite frankly, I'm nervous as hell. My reign thus far has not been an easy one. I was stuck with the task of beating Littlenaitch straight out of the gate, and he was then accompanied by Seth Drakin. Now, I'm in the Dome with 5 other worthy adversaries, in what is sure to be my most difficult defense yet.

I know what you're all thinking, I'm a weak man, a paper champion. I have yet to secure a win that wasn't marred with controversy, and you're right. It may well have been a much different match if Jessica didn't start a fight with my ladies. 'Naitch and Sethy Drake might have had what it takes. We'll never know.

As it stands now, though, there are six hands on this belt, and Monday, you will see a six way tug of war for what I consider to be my crowned jewel. I am the King of Wrestlecrap, I am your WWCF Heavyweight champion, I am "The King of Hollywood" Viva Los Bio Dome, but I have yet to earn the respect of any past champions.

This is my chance to show everyone that I'm not a push over. I am not a paper champion, I am not a place holder for the next big thing. I am the big thing, and I'm here now. It's my time. I haven't partied since I beat 'Naitch. I've been preparing for the fight of my life.

I say this often, but I am fully prepared to die in that ring Monday. Bring your A game, fellas, because mine will be front and center. I will take it to the best and remain the best. I will rule my kingdom with an iron fist and prove once and for all that I am the most dangerous man in the WWCF.

You know, this might just be the most well thought out, smartest thing you've said since that crown arrived on your head. It's nice to see that beneath that massive wall of bull**** bravado you've been pushing out lies a person with a brain that does more than kick out stupid statements. I'm glad you've been preparing for the Thunderdome. I'm glad you quit partying to focus on keeping the World Title. Why? Because I want no excuses when I walk out as World Champ. It's a shame that it takes a serious threat like this to get you to focus on the most important thing in this company, and that will be your downfall.

Jazzman, we do have unfinished business. You spent months ignoring me and beating up on rookies, then you tried to take me on when you knew you would have an advantage. And you still tapped, so as far as I'm concerned you shouldn't be so hasty to take me on. But, you seem to like doing things the hard way, it's your funeral.

Evil M, YellowJacket.... I can't wait to see your partnership explode in the Thunderdome. Your collective pride will be your undoing. Friends can't share the World Title, but they can kill each other for it.

And DR Jackson.... I see you didn't take kindly to my way of addressing you. I'm sure that even if I had called you out by name you'd take exception to it, that's your M.O.
Save some of that pent up anger for the match, and you might stand a chance against me. Might.

I'm looking forward to Monday. It will be an honor to share the Thunderdome with each of you, and a bigger honor to rise to the top of this company and become the next World Champion. I can hear Michael Muffler now...

Michael Muffler: Your winner and NEW World Champion.... Jay Carroll!

*Jay turns around smiling and hands Muffler a $100 bill*

[Seth Drakin of Monster Crap]

The following email has been sent to WWCF.com by Seth Drakin

Well it seems that Viva still does not wish to let his women take responsibilities for their actions. So much so that he has a guy basically say I am being charged with discrimination. If my hirings mean anything, it means that I am not in any way discriminatory in the workplace. While I may have personal issues with people, I never let that deter my judgement enough to cross the line into discrimination.

Because of these issues, I will not be attending the show live. However, my attorneys will be in the building and if anyone attempts to attack them, you will definately know that they will sue or press charges as they are not paid talent. Viva, I have a special suprise for you......and at WrestleCrApocalypse, you will find out that no one ever plays the Puppet Master for a puppet.

Sincerely,
Seth Drakin
CEO of World WrestleCrap Federation

[smokinvokoun]

We see Smokin Vokoun standing at the enterance way of the WWCF arena. He is flanked by two homeless men who both have a trashcan in there hands.

Smokin Vokoun: And....GO!!!

*The two bums take turns hitting Vokoun on the head with trashcans. After every hit, Vokoun screams with joy. Back and forth, back and forth. Until he gets bored and just punches the bums out cold.*

You see that Boiler Room Brawler....you can hit me...ALL DAY LONG.....and it' won't do you much good. Now, I know what all you people are thinking "Boy, Smokie, your sure doing a lot of talking...don't you think that it's gonna rile BRB up" THe first thing I say to that....SHUT UP AND MIND YOUR OWN DAMN BUSINESS!!!! The second thing I'd say to that...is that I want BRB to get riled up. I want him to froth at the mouth, I want him to get so worked up that he could lift a semi truck with one hand, and throw it at my head. Because once I do that, I know that I have you at your absolute best. Because once I beat you this Monday Night for the Hardcore Championship, I can live with myself knowing, that I beat you at your best. Because as I've stated many times this week, you are a GREAT wrestler in the WWCF. You have not one but TWO BELTS around your waist. As far as I'm concerned, your the number two man in this company and I don't care what people think. I'LL BEAT ANY OF YOU WHO DISAGREES!!! However, when I beat you this Monday, it will be the beginning of MY RISE, MY RISE TO GLORY AND MY RISE TO THE ABSOLUTE TOP!!!! I think it's time for someone new to take make his move. I'm not content on beating up loser Rockers, fight men or wanna-be rappers....I wanted the big boys. And at Wrestle Crapocolypse....I WILL FIGHT THE BIGGEST OF THE BIG BOYS IN YOU BOILER ROOM BRAWYLER. It's my time BRB. It's MY TIME!!!!

*He goes into a trance and stares into the camera*

And I will do anything to get there.....and as you all know by now....Smokin Vokoun isn't jokin.[/color]

[Kris Kobain]

*We come into the arena and see 3 people sitting in the front row. There is an elaborate set up in the ring with red carpet and a podium with a trophy on it. We see Kris Kobain wearing a tuxedo.

"Welcome to the Kris Kobain Awards for Excellence! Let me start off by saying I had to do dirty dirty things to convince Jessica Morton to ask Jar Jar Binks himself Seth Drakin to allow me to use the arena to prestent this special award to a special special young man. We all know who this award is going to so before we get to the award itself I see this man's whole fan base turned up. Let's go talk to them shall we?"

*Kris exits the ring and goes to the first man. He is filthy and dressed in rags.

Kris: "Hello there sir. May I ask your opinion of our guest of honor this evening?"
Man: "Arrgh spaceships arrrgh probing arrgh conspiracy arrrgh."
Kris: "It's nice to see you come out to support your brother this evening."

*Kris moves on to the next guy. He is dressed in a suit and tie.
Kris: "Hello sir. How about sharing your favorite memory of our guest tonight?"
Man: "Where's my 50 bucks!?! You said you'd give me 50 bucks to do this!"
Kris: "Shouldn't we all be so lucky to have such fond memories."

*Kris goes to the 3rd man. He is an elderly man with an oxygen tank. He is asleep.
Kris: "Nice to see you come out this evening sir. May I ask your opinion on our guest of honor's matches?"
*The man doesn't wake up.
Kris: "I couldn't have put it better myself."

*Kris goes back into the ring.
"Now that we've met all the Shetheads in the world why don't we bring out this city's Kobainites?"

*The arena starts fillling with people.

"There's standing room in the back and if that fills up sit on each other's laps."

*The crowd starts chanting Kris Kobain Kris Kobain and Kris looks out and smiles a cocky smile.

Kris: "That's more like it! Now let's introduce our award and our guest of honor. This man is so phenomenal that I had to combine three yes that's right count them one, two, three, awards into one. So let's here it for the first ever winner of the Kris Kobain Most Repugnant , Most Insipid and Most Obtuse Wrestler of the Year................."

*Kris pulls an envelope out of his tuxedo jacket

"Inspector Shetty!"

*Wanna Be In L.A. starts to play and Inspector Shetty doesn't appear.

Kris: "Inspector Shetty!"

*Wanna Be In L.A. plays again and again Inspector Shetty doesn't appear.

Kris: "All right you ungratefull bastard. I try to do something nice for you and you don't want to show up? I go out of my way to bring your whole fan base in and let me tell you something you ignoramus I had to search far and wide just to find them yet you no show? I go out and get you this beautiful trophy

*Kris getting angrier and angrier grabs the trophy and smshes it on the canvas

and you no show? Let me tell you something you grotesque son of a bitch when it comes to monday night and you have to walk out to that ring and face me I am going to be the living hell out of you! I can break careers as easy as I make them and if you don't believe me then use your little spirit guide Runing Horse and look up Dream Warrior. He knows all about me ending careers!"

*Kris's face changes from anger to a coy grin.

"Now I kind of figured that the worthless horsefaced imbicle would no show so I had a back up plan. I'm always a step ahead and don't you forget it. I have another trifecta award to hand out."

*Two very attractive women in sparkling dresses carry out a giant trophy and place it on a table at the front of the ring.

"Introducing the Kris Kobain award for the Most Tantalizing, Superlative and Astute wrestler of the year........."

*Kris pulls another envelope out of his pocket

"Kris Kobain!!!!!!"

*Kris puts his shaky hand over his mouth and then fans himself as if the award was unexpected. Confetti falls from the ceiling as Kris tilts his head back and extends his arms in victory.

"This is so unexpected I don't even have a speech prepared....There are so many people to thank....."

*Kris walks behind the podium and pulls out a giant stack of paper. He unolls the paper as it lays across the mat he starts reading

"There are many people to thank......Sara Nakatomi, Jessica Morton, you laides know why
*Kris winks
Alexa Anderson, Lisa Garcia and Marrissa Logan for staying the hell away from me. Mom, Dad, I did it! I'd like to thank Erica , Chris, Alyssa, Sammy, Josh, Joshua, Derek, Rebecca, Michala, Sky, Scott, Emma, Victoria, Angela, Angelica, Luke, Kristen.....

The camera goes off as Kris continues to read names off the list.

[Jonathan Michaels]

Jonathan is wearing a referee shirt.

This Monday is Thunderdome, and as the Special Guest Referee, allow me to take this time to brush you up on the rules.

Six men will enter Thunderdome, which will be surrounded by the rest of the WWCF superstars to ensure that no one escapes.

The ring will be surrounded by weapons, and the match will be under elimination rules, the last man standing will be WWCF Champion.

Now as for the competitors, first we have D.R. Jackson, the man who defeated me to qualify for Thunderdome, and believe me, he is as tough as they come.

We also have Jazzman and Jay Carroll, now, when I won this Championship Of Honor, these are the men I defeated in the Finals and Semi-Finals, respectively, and let me tell you that I had to give everything I had to beat them, nobody should discount them.

Then there's my former mentor, Evil M and his new associate, Yellow Jacket, I have faced these two men in Hardcore Championship several times and they should have a distinct advantage when it comes to a hardcore environment like Thunderdome.

And last but not least, there is the defending champion, Viva Los Bio-Dome.

I haven't had much experience against Bio-Dome as I have had against the other men in the match, and lately he has had an extremely toxic and hateful attitude, but he IS the WWCF Champion, and he is for a reason, so hopefully the other competitors don't take him lightly.

And then there's me, the referee, as I stated previously, as a former Hardcore Champion and the current Champion Of Honor, I have the hardcore experience and the integrity that makes me the perfect man to keep control of this match.

So that's Thunderdome in a nutshell, this Monday, six men will give everything they have to obtain the greatest prize in our sport.

And, c-----

Wait, there is one more thing, Boiler Room Brawler will defend the Hardcore Championship against the Smokin' Vokoun, and Brawler has requested the rest of the roster to provide weapons for the match, so I have a little present for BRB.

Jonathan holds up the Tack Chair, with a bow on it.

My Tack Chair, It's done wonders for me, and hopefully it will do the same for you, You'll find it under the ring, but don't lose it.

And, Cut.