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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2011 19:08:46 GMT -5
And if Not PN.....Mickie with a Bulldog on Daffney!
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Post by Jonathan Michaels on Jun 10, 2011 19:08:57 GMT -5
DAMN IT.
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Post by Jonathan Michaels on Jun 10, 2011 19:10:19 GMT -5
DAMN IT ALL TO HECK!!!
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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2011 19:11:18 GMT -5
YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Jun 10, 2011 19:13:45 GMT -5
Daffney grabs the belt and lays out Angelina with it. Daffney sets up a ladder and begins to climb. Daffney reaches the top when Mickie throws Velvet into the ladder. This sends the ladder toppling over and Daffney falls out of the ring and the belt lands on the mat. Kty Lee comes in and make a dive for the belt but Mickie cuts her off with a Mick Kick. Mickie then climbs the ladder and hangs the title!
JB: Here is your winner and the NEW TNA Women's Champion, Mickie James!
Tenay: Mickie did it! Mickie won the title! West: Are we sure that's Mickie James? Tenay: Who else would it be? West: Did you not see what happened backstage? Tenay: I'm trying to ignore that.
*Backstage * Well, well, well. If it isn’t El Generico Morgan. What are you going to do?
Make a statement, Nick, when you lose tonight, you and Matt will go back to how things should be, lackeys of me.
[Fine, when I win, you will leave me and Matt alone, and go back to being whatever it was you are.
Fine.
[Fine.
Fine.
[Why are you saying fine bro?
Felt Right at the time. .
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Post by Jonathan Michaels on Jun 10, 2011 19:15:22 GMT -5
For the record, I would hope my intentions tonight would be screamingly obvious.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Jun 10, 2011 19:16:24 GMT -5
Brutus Magnus is backstage.
So here we are at last. King of the Mountain.
Tonight, I do battle against four other men, with the richest prize in this company…
Hell, the richest prize in this industry on the line!
AJ Styles. I have beaten you, you have beaten me. But that’s where the Barney the Dinosaur song comes to an end. Tonight, expect to once again taste bitter defeat at my hands. The only question is will you take this loss like a man, or will you run off and cry like a little baby once again.
Abyss. You may hold a win over me, but that is of no matter. Everyone gets lucky at some point. The important thing is that, just like in the past, when it really matters, you will choke. It’s not a prediction my friend, it is a fact. Sustained success is something that you are clearly allergic to.
Mr. Anderson.
Anderson. Did I do it right?
Anyway, I find it appropriate that you are the Legends Champion. After all, you are a legendary almost-was. How many times did you appear to be on the cusp of greatness, only for it to be yanked from your grasp because of your own stupidity or fragility? In fact, you’d be best served to avoid this match altogether, Kenny. After all, you wouldn’t want to rip any tendons by looking at the ladder.
And then there’s the TNA World Champion, Samoa Joe. The biggest threat in the match, both literally and figuratively. I’ve seen Joe run through opponents almost as quickly has he runs through the buffet table in the back. But being the biggest threat comes at the cost of being the biggest target as well. I know all to well about that, Joe.
I know all about being the target of everyone’s aggression. I know all about being the most hunted man in the company. But you know something? I loved every minute of it. I loved being able to go out there week after week, month after month, and show everyone just why I was the Champion.
Only three men have walked into a King of the Mountain match the Champion and walked out the same way. And coincidence of coincidences, we’re all in the match tonight. Joe, I can tell you right now, this reign will be significantly shorter than your first one. I didn’t come to Slammiversary to steal the show. I didn’t come here to settle a grudge. I didn’t come here to show I’ve still got it. And I didn’t come here to make up for past failures. I came here for one reason.
I came to Slammiversary to become the TNA World Champion for a third time.
Magnus starts to leave, then stops and looks directly at the camera.
I am Brutus Magnus.
Don’t you ever forget that.
Magnus shoves the cameraman aside and exit’s the room.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2011 19:17:35 GMT -5
For the record, I would hope my intentions tonight would be screamingly obvious. Considering you don't write for anyone in the match, I was just confused...
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Post by Jonathan Michaels on Jun 10, 2011 19:20:04 GMT -5
Angelina's in the Chosen, I'm like a third of the Chosen . . .
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Jun 10, 2011 19:20:15 GMT -5
JB: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Hesperia, California, weighing 330 pounds, Morgan Jackson!
JB: And his opponent, from Hesperia, California, weighing 178 pounds, Nick Jackson!
West: What exactly is this all about? Tenay: Weren't you listening? Morgan Jackson feels he should be the leader of the group. And he'll get his wish if he wins this match. West: And if Nick wins Morgan is out. Tenay: See, you were paying attention.
Morgan Jackson v Nick Jackson 3 votes 10 minutes
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Jun 10, 2011 19:21:37 GMT -5
Nick Jackson with a dropkick.
It's what Karmic wants. Seriously.
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Post by Jonathan Michaels on Jun 10, 2011 19:22:02 GMT -5
Morgan with a moonsault.
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Post by wwe1993 on Jun 10, 2011 19:22:57 GMT -5
Nick Jackson with his brother's moonsault
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Jun 10, 2011 19:23:09 GMT -5
Angelina's in the Chosen, I'm like a third of the Chosen . . . Which reminds me, I really, really hope the next match goes the way it's supposed to.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 10, 2011 19:23:39 GMT -5
Nick Jackson with a Nick Kick!
It's a Mick Kick from Nick Jackson.
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Post by Jonathan Michaels on Jun 10, 2011 19:27:40 GMT -5
PN, which way are you hoping? Because we might have conflict.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Jun 10, 2011 19:33:01 GMT -5
Nick takes Morgan down with a spinning kick and climbs the ropes. Jackson goes for a diving crossbody but is caught by Morgan who hits a fallaway slam. Morgan goes for the Hellavator but Nick counters into a DDT!
1...
2...
Morgan kicks out. Nick dropkicks Morgan into the corner. Nick for a jumping kick but Morgan moves and slams Nick into the turnbuckle. Morgan hiots some back elbows then tosses Nick out. Morgan goes for the Carbon Footprint but Nuick ducks and rolls Morgan up!
1...
2...
3!
JB: Here is your winner, Nick Jackson
Tenay: I don't believe it, Jackson did it! West: Which Jackson? Tenay: Nick Jackson. West: Oh. Good for him.
We go backstage with Abyss, sitting alone on a storage crate. He looks around, sighing, and reaches over to grab a burlap sack. Abyss tests its weight a few times, and we hear a metallic clinking from the bag. He grins to himself, cracking his neck as the big man speaks.
“King of the Mountain...five men enter, one man leaves with the gold. Only, as far as I'm concerned, there's two men and three bodies in this match. I don't care about anyone besides that one man...because I know I'm going to take back the World Title from him. The rest of you are all means to an end. I have one opponent, one real threat in this match...and his name is Samoa Joe.”[/b]
Abyss stands, narrowing his eyes. He slings the bag over his shoulder, not even flinching when it hits. He looks down at the camera, a small grin on his face. The camera pans to show standees of the Monster's four opponents tonight. He walks to the first one, a cutout of a smirking Brutus Magnus.
“Because Brutus, you can talk about ruling this company with an iron fist. But you haven't done anything relevant in the last year. You've been a footnote, an afterthought in this company. Meanwhile, men like Hulk Hogan and Eric Bischoff have come in and tried to corrupt what we fought to build. I didn't bleed and suffer just to see them enter stage right and take that all away. That's the only reason I haven't demolished Joe already: I respect that he sat on the sidelines and did what he felt he had to. But you? You didn't speak, you didn't fight, you didn't do anything. And that is why you are no concern of mine.”[/b]
He hefts the bag and smashes the cutout over, slinging it back over his shoulder. Abyss moves on to the next one, the Legends Champion Mr. Anderson.
“Because Ken, you're everything that's wrong with this company. You, with your stupid catchphrases and overhyped ring work, are emblematic of TNA's decay. You're the chosen of the Chosen, the prince of the corrupt, the pawn of Hogan and Bischoff...but you're too stupid to see when you're being used. They don't want you as their crown jewel, Ken. This is all so they can control the World Title. You're Dinero with a different covering as far as they're concerned. You are a tool, a means to an end, and an idiot. And that's why you're of no concern to me.”[/b]
Abyss merely flicks over this one, taking one massive step forward to stand before the cutout of The Phenomenal One, AJ Styles. He grins at this, chuckling.
“I'm not sure whether you're a concern or not, AJ. On the one hand, you've been relatively quiet as far as the title scene goes, having been wrapped up in your feud with the departed Raven. On the other, you are Mr. TNA, and capable of pulling out the match of a lifetime at a moment's notice. In the end, I think the deciding factor is that you aren't hungry enough. You want the title, sure. But you don't want it like I do. You don't NEED it like I do. I worked myself to the bone for that belt, and losing it so soon to Joe...well, that eats at a man's soul...not to mention a Monster's.”[/b]
He merely walks by, ending by looking dead into the eyes of a cardboard copy of the Samoan Submission Machine. Abyss smiles a slow, disturbed grin as he looks at the unflinching cutout.
“And we come to the World Champion. Joe, you beat me honestly at Sacrifice. That I respect. But your posturing and grandstanding...that I cannot. You said that I was a cunning monster, and you were right. Miss Valerie has rubbed off on me. I'm not just a giggling, psychotic man-child anymore. I've become more than that. You're dealing with a man that will do anything and everything to win back that World Title. I'll ruin Anderson, I'll wreck Magnus, I'll cripple AJ...and Joe, what I'll do to you...the crowd's not going to be chanting for you, Joe. They won't be shouting “Joe's gonna kill you” by the time this night is over. They'll be looking on at the new World Champion...and the dead man laying in the ring with him. Joe, I will END you to get that title. I won't feel remorse for what I'm going to do. I won't feel pity for you. The only thing I'll feel is rebound when you bounce off the canvas after the Black Hole Slam. The only thing I'll see is that belt hanging high above the ring. Joe, this is what I'm dedicated to. This is what I am. I cause pain. And you...you will be the prime example of that. Tonight I reclaim my championship. Hold that belt one last time before you go, Joe. Remember it.”[/b]
Abyss walks away, turning a corner to see Miss Valerie walking towards him. She smiles, but the smile fades when she sees the bag over his shoulder. Valerie looks up at him, concern in her eyes.
“Abyss...Chris...don't. You don't have to do this. You're better than that.”[/b]
He shakes his head sadly, looking down at her. Abyss cradles her in one arm, the bag of tacks still over his shoulder.
“I have to, Miss Valerie. You're right, I am better. You've helped me...a lot...but there's a core darkness to me. There's a basic bloodlust that neither of us can silence. Please...don't come to ringside. Not because I don't want you to be there with me. I don't want you to have to be there to see what I'm going to do. I'm still a Monster deep inside. Joe, AJ, Anderson, Magnus...they'll all see that. I don't want you to think of me like that. You...you make me try to be good. But men like them, in a match like this...all I can see is darkness, Valerie. I'm sorry.”[/b]
He puts her down, walking away as Valerie watches him go. He slings the bag of tacks back over his shoulder as he walks off and we go back to Mike and Don.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Jun 10, 2011 19:35:25 GMT -5
*Kurt Angle is shown preparing for his match backstage.*
Kurt, Kurt, do you mind if I get a quick word with you?
Knock yourself out.
You're moments away from your final match with Jeff Jarrett. Not only must the loser's group disband but it's now two out of three falls.
Let me just stop you there for a second. You say want just a quick word and then you proceed to tell me things I already know. Yeah, this is probably the last time I'll face Jarrett. Yeah, after tonight either the Frontline or the Chosen won't be around and yeah, it's two out of three falls. What's your freaking point?
I just wanted to know what sort of strategy are you planning to use in a match of this importance.
Same strategy I have for every match. I plan to win.
Mind being a bit more specific?
Ok. First I intend to pin Jeff Jarrett. Then I intend to make him tap out. If by some chance he wins one of the first two falls, I intend to knock him out for a ten count.
Come on Kurt, surely you have more to say than this?
No, no I don't. Quite frankly the time for talking is over and I've said all I've wanted to say. This has been going on for months now and it's time to put an end to things once and for all. Forget the Frontline, the Chosen, Eric Bischoff, you can even forget Karen. This comes down to two men going to war and only one is walking out the winner. So forgive me if I'm being blunt but after tonight, one way or another, I never deal with Jeff Jarrett ever again. I can only hope that this is a memorable last chapter in the book that is this feud. I made my name in this business by being a wrestling machine. Jeff Jarrett made his by kising up to the right people. That's why I'm gonna be able to beat him in the first fall. Jeff Jarrett is content with a subpar version of the Figure Four leglock. I have perfected the ankle lock. That's fall number two. And then... if it does go to fall number three... you don't even want to know the things I'll do to ensure I am the last man standing. The war ends tonight. I can't wait to see who survives.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Jun 10, 2011 19:38:10 GMT -5
Jeff Jarrett is sitting backstage deep in thought. Karen Jarrett walks in.
Jeff? It's nearly time.
I know. I was just thinking. About everything that's gone on. About Hogan and Bischoff coming in and taking over. About The Chosen being formed. About everything that has led to this.
Then I think back even further. To when I founded the company. To when we got our start on PPV. To when I became the guy everyone hated to see. The guy everyone wanted to see get his ass kicked. And after I was beaten I took some time off to clear my head. And when I came back everyone respected me. They respected what I'd done for the company. I was starting to feel good about myself. And then...
Jarrett trails off.
I didn't think I'd ever come back.But you helped me get through it. I just wish it didn't...
None of this is your fault. Kurt has always been...
I know. But I was just thinking. It isn't even about me and Kurt anymore. This about TNA. It always has been. This is about the company my family built being taken away from me.This company is all I have left. And I will not let it be taken out of my hands.
Then don't let it. You win this one match and it will all be done with.
I know. And I can't lose this. If I lose, that's it.
What do you mean?
When I said if I lost I'd go home, I meant it. If that's it then there's nothing for me here anymore. I'm never coming back.
You don't mean that?
I dunno. If I had to stay at home with you and the kids it wouldn't be the worst thing.
But Jeff, You can't.
That's if I lose. And I'm not going to lose. It's time to do this.
Jarrett gets up.
Good luck.
Thanks. I'll see you soon.
Jarrett leaves.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Jun 10, 2011 19:40:31 GMT -5
JB: The following contest is a two out of three falls match. In this match the losers group must disband.
JB: Introducing first, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, weighing 240 pounds, he is Professional Wrestling's Only Olympic Gold Medalist, Kurt Angle!
JB: His opponent, from Nashville, Tennesse, weighing 235 pounds, he is the founder to TNA wrestling, "The King of the Mountain" Jeff Jarrett!
Tenay: This is it, folks. The final battle in the epic war between the Chosen and the Frontline. West: And the final battle between Jeff Jarrett and Kurt Angle. Tenay: This is going to be epic and it's gonna be decide over three falls. West: Well one match can't contain these two. This has to be settled.
Jeff Jarrett v Kurt Angle Fall One: Pinfall only 4 votes 15 minutes
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