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Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2011 16:40:50 GMT -5
Sarita with a "hey, I still write for her" slam!
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Oct 14, 2011 16:46:27 GMT -5
Sarita goes for the La Reinara but Velvet lands on her feet and kicks Velvet low. She then locks Sarita up in a double underhook into a sitout facebuster!
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JB: Here is your winner, Velevt Sky!
West: Well that was something new from Velvet. Tenay: Indeed. That was a great win for Velvet Sky.
I'm here with the Phenomenal Ang...
Ahem.
Excuse me, the new world tag team champions the Phenomenal Angels.
And tonight we have our first match since we won those titles as we take on New America. That is what you were gonna say, right?
Uh, yeah.
New America. They used to be so vocal in telling people what they should be thinking. But all of a sudden they've gone silent. That's fine by me. Because You know something, Christy?
What?
We're Americans. I'm from Georgia. Chris is from...wherever the hell the City of Angels is.
Los Angeles.
I know. Don't let the accent fool ya, I'm not some dumb hick. It's that I can never tell with you what's literal and what's metaphorical.
Then let's make it clear. We're Americans. More to the point, we're TNA World Tag Team Champions. And we're going to prove why tonight.
FOR AMERICA!
Really?
What?
Daniels shakes his head and leaves.
What?
AJ follows him.
Back to you guys at ringside.
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Post by The Tank on Oct 14, 2011 16:47:55 GMT -5
...even though I know Christopher Daniels is a huge geek, I'm imagining him saying that, and it just doesn't work.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Oct 14, 2011 16:49:34 GMT -5
JB: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, accompanied by Jackie Moore, at a combined weight of 442 pounds, Kid Kash and Lt Jesse Neal, New America!
JB: And their opponents, at a combined weight of 439 pounds, they are the NEW TNA World Tag Team Champions, “The Phenomenal” AJ Styles and “The Fallen Angel” Christopher Daniels, The Phenomenal Angels!
Tenay: Well as we learned earlier we are in for a Bound For Glory rematch next week. West: Oh yeah, the tag titles will be on the line. Tenay: And the Phenomenal Angels will look for a warm up here as they look ahead to Beer Money.
The Phenomenal Angels v New America 3 votes 10 minutes
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Oct 14, 2011 16:51:04 GMT -5
...even though I know Christopher Daniels is a huge geek, I'm imagining him saying that, and it just doesn't work. Saying what?
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Post by Gus Richlen: Ruffian on Oct 14, 2011 16:53:30 GMT -5
Daniels with the Best Narfsault Ever
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Post by The Tank on Oct 14, 2011 16:58:45 GMT -5
...even though I know Christopher Daniels is a huge geek, I'm imagining him saying that, and it just doesn't work. Saying what? ...my bad. The line in question was AJ. But then again, the "huge geek, but man that doesn't work for him" fits AJ, too. Speaking of, they hit double dropkicks on New America. But not for any America, just to win the match.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2011 17:00:13 GMT -5
Styles with a Narfles Clash
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Oct 14, 2011 17:04:41 GMT -5
AJ takes Kash down with a Enzguri before Daniels hits the BME! Styles follws up with a frogsplash!
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JB: Here are you winners, the Phenomenal Angels!
Tenay: Styles and Daniels look like they are ready to defend the titles next week.
After the match, Neal gets in Kash's face. Neal and Kash argue and almost come to blows before Jackie seperates them.
West: What's that about? Tenay: It looks like the losing streak is causiong some tensions with new America here.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Oct 14, 2011 17:06:41 GMT -5
...my bad. The line in question was AJ. But then again, the "huge geek, but man that doesn't work for him" fits AJ, too. I 've alwayts wrote AJ as a massive goof who gets serious when the time comes. I think it was TTS who compared him to Spider-man in that regard.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Oct 14, 2011 17:07:34 GMT -5
*Brutus Magnus makes his way down to the ring, still sporting the effects of his match against Mr. Anderson. As Magnus enters the ring, he immediately snatches the microphone.*
Piss off, I've got something to say.
I am a three-time TNA Heavyweight Champion. I am the longest reigning TNA Heavyweight Champion. I am the man who defeated every man put in my path for over eleven months as champion.
SO WHAT DO I HAVE TO DO TO GET SOME BLOODY RESPECT AROUND HERE?!
All I've heard over the past week is "Mr. Anderson beat you, Mr. Anderson beat you", as if I'm some daft idioit who can't remember. And rather than being acknowledged as the greatest champion this company has or ever will see, I'm reminded of my loss to Samoa Joe. And AJ Styles. And Mr. Bloody Anderson.
Well, if I can't get any of the respect I earned, I'll just have to take it by force. Brutus Magnus, the Mag Daddy, is on the warpath gents. You got a taste of the Mag Daddy when you saw what I did to Rated SharKO, and those two wankers were just the beginning. Starting next week, Brutus Magnus climbs his way back to the top and reminds each and every one of you why I am the greatest wrestler that this company has ever seen.
*Magnus throws down the microphone before exiting the ring.*
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Post by The Tank on Oct 14, 2011 17:09:02 GMT -5
Resounding apathy: No one cares anymore, Magnus.
.......what? I've been playing too much Mass Effect lately. Deal with it.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Oct 14, 2011 17:11:52 GMT -5
*We go backstage where Taylor Wilde is in her locker room, smiling.*
You did it cuddle bunny! You went out there and you beat Mickie James, or Winter, or whatever she's calling herself these days. And best of all, you proved that you are the dominant woman in TNA!
*Taylor shudders just a bit before looking at Daffney.*
God I want to jump your bones right now.
Daffney smiles.
Turn around. Stand against the wall.
*Taylor smiles devilishly.*
I love when you get frisky at a show.
*Taylor immediately gets up and stands against the wall.*
Remember, be gentle....
Over there, next to that pipe.
Taylor moves over.
Put your hands over your head.
Taylor does so. Daffney takes out the handcuffs and threads them through the pipe before handcuffing Taylor's hands.
You know I really do love you. You just...get me. I can be myself around you. I don't have to pretend. And I can rely on you for anything.
Daffney's smile fades.
Or that was what I thought. I don't ask for much, Taylor. I really don't. But is it too much that when I ask you to do something, you do it?
What are you talking about? You know I'd do anything for you.
I told you, I warned you, not to interfere. And yet I come back to where I left you and you are no longer handcuffed. So I watch the tape for the match and it turns out somebody threw a sledgehammer in the ring. All I wanted was a match with Mickie James with no interference. But apparently that's too much to ask for. Even from those I care for the most. It really hurts me, Tay. But not as much as it's gonna hurt you.
Daffney steps away and goes to her toolbox. She opens it and starts rummaging inside.
Daff, I didn't interfere. After you left I was screaming for a few minutes before security came. They broke me out, I went to our locker room. You saw me there and we celebrated.
Taylor begins to squirm.
Daff, you know I'd never do anything to upset you. You have to believe me.
Daffney takes a leather belt from her toolbox then she leans in close to Taylor over her shoulder.
I'd like to. But here's the thing. Out of all the people here, you're the only one who isn't afraid of me. And I used to like that about you. But the problem when you have no fear is you have nothing to lose.
Daffney grabs Taylor's shirt and rips it off her back. Then she snaps the belt in her hands.
I love you Taylor. I really do. But I can't let it go unpunished. I'm sorry.
Daffney cracks the belt across Taylor's back, causing her to scream in pain.
Daff! You have to believe me, I DIDN'T GO OUT THERE!
You know when you lie to me it really hurts me, Taylor. Kinda like this.
Daffney whips Taylor again.
Tell!
Crack.
Me!
Crack.
The!
Crack.
TRUTH!
Taylor begins openly sobbing as she reacts to every whip.
PLEASE! PLEASE STOP DAFF! I DIDN'T DO IT, I SWEAR I DIDN'T DO IT!!
I'LL BE GOOD, I PROMISE! JUST PLEASE, PLEASE STOP!
Taylor continues sobbing.
Don't be so pathetic, Taylor. You're better than this.
Daffney puts the belt down and leans across Taylor.
Honestly, sometimes you're no fun at all.
Daffney runs her tongue up Taylor's cheek, licking the tears streaming down her face.
Now clean yourself up. You've got a match with Mickie.
Daffney presses the handcuff key into Taylor's hand, then turns to leave.
And remember. I'll be watching, kitten.
Daffney leaves as Taylor continues to hang from the pipes, still weeping.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Oct 14, 2011 17:16:18 GMT -5
JB: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, from Richmond, Virginia, Mickie James!
JB: And her opponent, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, Taylor Wilde!
Tenay: Well I dunno what the hell we just saw. West: I think it’d be best to just move on. Tenay: Well Mickie is out for revenge after what happened at Bound For Glory. Things may go from bad to worse for Taylor.
Mickie James v Taylor Wilde 3 votes 10 minutes
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Post by The Tank on Oct 14, 2011 17:18:19 GMT -5
Hm. No promo versus just tortured.
Taylor with a hurricarana.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Oct 14, 2011 17:18:33 GMT -5
I'm sad that promo got no sold. I'm ridiculously proud of it.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2011 17:19:05 GMT -5
Taylor kisses Mickie before she gives her a DDT
Now, I have to ask this...is it wrong for the gay guy to think for one second that lesbian action is hot?
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Post by Gus Richlen: Ruffian on Oct 14, 2011 17:19:37 GMT -5
Taylor with a tilt-a-poit side slam
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Post by The Tank on Oct 14, 2011 17:21:39 GMT -5
I'm sad that promo got no sold. I'm ridiculously proud of it. We're desensitized to Daffney's antics. And yet, we keep voting for her.
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Post by Perpetual Nirvana on Oct 14, 2011 17:27:38 GMT -5
Mickie hits a Thesz Press from the second rope. Mickie then sets up for the Mickie-DT when Daffney comes out onto the stage. Mickie gets distracted by Daffney long enough for Taylor to roll her up!
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JB: Here is your winner, Taylor Wilde!
Taylor look up at Daffney standing on the ramp and smiles weakly. Daffney just stares blankly at her. Taylor looks on confused, then turns only for Mickie to nail her with the sledgehammer!
West: Taylor won the match but she still got laid out. Tenay: Well Mickie is pissed about what went down at Bound For Glory.
Mickie stands over Taylor, sledgehammer in hand. Daffney smiles briefly before turning her back and walking away.
Tenay: What the heck is going on here? West: Well I never have any idea what’s going through Daffney’s mind.
*Camera cut backstage where Christy is with Jesse Sorensen*
Christy Hemme here with the can't miss kid, Jesse Sorensen. Sorensen, at Bound For Glory in your official debut, you came very close to earning the X-Division title. As for tonight, you face Miguel Cesaro, another new comer. With all of this on your mind, what do you have to say?
A lot. Lets start off with Bound For Glory.
A lot of people would be disappointed by not winning, and I am too, but I did incredible for my first match. I did exactly what I set out there to do. Amaze my opponents. Captivate the crowd. And make a name for myself. And even though I may not have walked out with the belt, I did all of that.
And when that pay per view ended, some were talking about Russo, others were chatting about EY, but in a select few's heads, they couldn't forget about Suicidal Sorensen. And thats all I could really hope for, debuting on one of the biggest night in TNA's history.
And for the man who gave me this opportunity, I am eternally grateful. Without further ado, let me reintroduce you to my manager, Eric "Easy E" Bischoff.
*crowd cheers as Eric Bischoff walks into the shot*
Wow. Cheers? For me? Its been a very long time since I've heard something like that.
I'm not even kidding, I think the last I received any cheers was back when I was an announcer.
But enough about me, Lets talk about you Jesse.
I wish I was there to applaud you after a match like that. You stepped up so much, and I'm already proud to say I'm your manager. I've been saying that you'll be X-Division Champ within the next 365 days, and you almost did it within your first 24 hours. Freakin' incredible.
*Bischoff claps for Sorensen*
*crowd joins in*
Seriously Jesse, you deserve that. But all of that was Bound For Glory, what are your plans for tonight?
My plans? I'm going to take Cesaro down. Miguel, I don't know a lot about you, but you know even less about me. I know you have a different taste in music, and that both of us got the short end of the stick at BFG. But thats about it. We fought for a bit in the Steel Aslyum, but nowhere near as much as we will tonight in our one on one. I know you're an experienced wrestler, but I plan to outshine you tonight. There is one key difference between us.
You want the spotlight. I crave it.
Tonight, I win. Because I need to prove to the world that I'm not a one night wonder. And because I lost at Bound For Glory and didn't get to claim the X-Division belt, I want it so much more.
Cesaro, you give me everything you got! And I'll take it and dish back something even worse!
Tonight Jesse "the Jet" takes off!
*Jesse walks off*
God. I love this kid.
*Bischoff follows*
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