FAWA Promos #16

[BoilerRoomBrawler]

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[lodirulz]

Live Via Some Old Musty Basement
7:39 PM

(With bluetooth headset on) Listen bub, I don't care how many times you pull out the Konata card, YOU CAN NOT GO WRONG WITH A GIRL WHO IS A GAMER AND HAS A UNIQUE HAIR COLOR TO HER. Just ask Nagato from The Melancholy of Haruhi-chan Suzumiya! ...... whajuhajivelhorglehisheh EXCUSE ME? YOU DON"T KNOW WHO YUKI NAGATO IS? Are you telling me that in a world of long rainbow socks and fruity orange drinks, you don't know who YUKI NAGATO IS? Either you are trolling me, or your the biggest ignoramus since the person who green lighted Teen Titans Go! My advice to you would be to go get off Ayakashi, trust me, your level 16 clan member can wait for his fusion, go onto Youtube, play youself a 10 hour techno marathon, and go and study up on YOUR PURPLE HAIRED ALIENS!

THANKS ARE TO BE GIVEN!

(Throws off headset, notices cameras)

Oh hai. For some of the newer viewers that are channel surfing, I want you to stop right now and give me three minutes then I'm outta here. My name is Loading Rules. Former King of Television, as well as former Lord of the Ring. I am The Self Assigned Leader Of The Interwebz, and what that means is that it is my job to show you the colors of the Internet Rainbow, from The Red Hot Chili Peppers to the Purple Mountains Majesty. Let me ask you a few quick questions, while I cue up The Match Game Music: Ever wanted to learn Japanese? Just use the J-J-J-JWOW! Are your friends telling Irate Gamer level jokes? Just head on over to Roosterteeth! Don't want to watch Primo and Epico humiliate themselves as the new Tito Santanas? Just look up HUSTLE! Where can you find all of these gold mines? On the Windows f***ING VISTA.

It is my opinion that those who are not aware of any of my previous references are incapable to preform at any job, let alone walk this earth as a human being. If you are not able to tell me what Ksiolajidebt's best video is, if you can't tell me every song that Puffy Ami Yumi has written, IF YOU CAN"T EVEN TELL ME THE RECORD TIME IN CONAN O BRIEN"S RING SPIN, YOU DO DO NOT DESERVE TO BE SUCCESSFUL! Ever since my departure, it has come my attention that that the FAWA wrestlers and it's fans are becoming alarmingly unaware, and are hurting themselves with their lack of knowledge. And so many lurkers, so many noobs, so many comments from them above a video of a cat playing with water: Where is our savior? Where is your teacher to tell you the ways of nationlocation nationlocation nationlocation? To that, I ask you this:

Do you know how long it took for me to wipe my fanfic created tears from my keyboard as I watched t.A.T.u's final song? A long freaking time.

BUT HEY EVERYBODY DID YOU HEAR THE NEWS?! I didn't break my arm after slipping on grape jelly, I didn't get attacked by slime that eats away at your clothes, no.

I'm back. And if you didn't get anything that I just said, you seriously are NOT with it.

Thanks are to be given.

[Deleted]

I was nearly killed. Sent to the hospital even. I could not even come to the next Niteraw. Because of an attack by Antihero.

Yet something else happened. In what will probably be the single most exciting moment in Dream and Martin's careers they captured the Tag Team Titles.

Dream Team. Seth and I will walk into Niteraw with a vision. This is a vision of destruction and pain. We will then walk out with the tag team titles for a second time.

Look, you two are jokes. Funny jokes, but still jokes. No one takes you seriously. The three of us are all in Battlebowl. But you know what? People see me winning, people see Anti winning, TMK, and maybe Jeremy with the help from BRB. But not you two. You two will be thrown over the top rope just like you will lose the titles back to me and Seth. So I am going to give you advice. Would you rather main event Gookermania, or have those tag titles.

Main event Gookermania, of course.

So lay down. Don't even put up a fight. Because the two of you need to win Battlebowl to prove me wrong. You don't need those tag titles. Seth and I need them. So that they can be the props they truly are. People cared when we held them, yet we did not. See we were meant to hold them. When we have them they are meant somthing to FAWA. When you have them. Well, they are just nothing again.

Oh, and thanks for the help on getting this match Connor. I owe you one! HAHAHAHA!

[ScorpiAnt]

*Mr.S is seen walking backstage on talking to someone on his cell phone, the cameraman quietly gets closer to watch and listen.*
Mr.S: That "little" job you sent me on took a whole two weeks, you only said it'd take a day.
*Mr.S pauses as the other person on the phone says something.*
Mr.S: I don't want to hear excuses, I was jumped by five bikers, mauled by a bear, and beat with a cane by a seventy year old lady, when you said, all I had to do was break one guy's legs.
*There's another pause, as the person responds again. Mr.S grows slightly and replies.
Mr.S: That's it, I'm coming for you, so you have two choices, either you can pay me, with a two hundred dollar rise, or you can spend your daughter's sweet sixteenth birthday party in the ER, your choice.
*Mr.S snaps his phone shut and looks around, he see's the camera man, and the camera starts to shake. Mr.S smiles and walks towards the camera, he grabs it and starts to talk again, this time to the camera*
Mr.S: Hey there pals, I'm sorry for my absence lately, you might've just heard why. But HH I didn't forget about you, no mam, your now my top priority, I hope your ready, because when I get you in the ring, you will realize, why I'm hired by so many people around the world,

[Seth Drakin of Monster Crap]

Once again, luck wins the day as the false best tag team is able to retain those titles against the real best tag team in this company. But I shouldn't be extremely angry because with that being said, I do have more free time for Battle Bowl. And that free time I will have will be used on one man, one man who has not accepted my challenge. Jonathan Michaels.......it has been several months now since I have made sure you could accept the challenge and several more since I even made this challenge.

It seems to me that you are scared because if I am willing to be caged like some animal, I must have a very good reason to be that way and you know I do. For two years, you have lead these sheep astray with your lies about me, making me seem like a man who exploited my marriage for fan sympathy, which is very funny as you have basically done the very same thing.

At Battle Bowl, I will be in this ring, waiting for my final answer. But I have something else: a bit of footage from the night your words turned me into the monster I am and the moments before that where your wife went into my locker room, alone. Jonathan, I think you know what happened, but these people don't so at BattleBowl, why don't I let the world know what happened.

[Oak: Certified Jade Hater]

HUZZAH!

Just when it seems as though The Dream is down and out, when it seems as though the odds are insurmountable, he rises to the occasion! He does what America does when faced with adversity and perseveres! He thrives! And by God, I now walk out of NiteRaw with a perfect 2-0 record, I'm one match away from reclaiming my throne as King of Television, and The Dream Team emerges as the champions! It's a great day for The Dream, and a great day for all of America!

Now, you lot heard me at the end of NiteRaw, stating that I want that FAWA Heavyweight Title. Sure, it was with the usual panache and unparalleled charisma, but the intent is true. I've seen the men that sit atop of the mountain, I have seen it corrupt men and I've seen it empower them. And with the lay of the land here, the people need a champion. A champion that will fight. A champion that will succeed! Who fights for truth, justice, and the American Way! They need The Dream to fight for what's right, and to end this reign of chaos for good!

Once I win BattleBowl, it will be morning again in FAWA. Whether it's Connor or William, the Dragon or the General, it matters not. Connor's a stand up guy, William's on a road to redemption, and both men are desperate to be the champion. And hey, that's great. Everyone here should strive to be number one, because number two is code for shit. No one wants to be number two. They want to be the best, and the title means they are the best.

I enter BattleBowl, not for selfish gain, not because I envision a world in which The Dream is King of Television, co-Master of the Tag Team Universe, and FAWA Heavyweight Champion. That's a lot of gold, and even though it would be beautiful to see, The Dream's not greedy. I believe in sharing the wealth with all of FAWA, and if I ever hear that idea resembles communism one more time, I will break things and punch people in the mouth. The Dream believes in equality, and that's as American as apple pie and strip clubs!

And who doesn't love strip clubs?

Disturbance and Dupoe may think they can control the FAWA, but there are those willing to fight for what they believe in! For the safety of this great company! And even if I'm the only one willing to fight, I will fight until my dying breath to save FAWA from the clutches of evil! That's how Dad did it, that's how America does it, and that's how the El Sueño bloke from South London will do it! For freedom, for the FAWA, and for all of America!

USA! USA! USA!

*The Dream struts off, continuing to chant as he rounds the hallway, drawing the scene to a close.*

[TMK]

TMK is backstage, alone, sitting in a dark and bare room. His head is down and his body is tensing, as though he is crying. In his hands he holds the FAWA Television championship.

And so it begins...

TMK looks up to reveal he isn't crying but laughing hysterically. He keeps alternating between looking up at the camera and staring uncomfortably long at the TV title belt.

When you grow old...IF you grow old...you'll likely remember this day. Even when all other memories start to fade, eroded by time, this one moment will remain crystal clear. The beginning of the end. The beginning of the Kingsley legacy. Some might say it started with a whimper but I assure you it will end with a bang. Some purists and "smart" know-it-alls may point out the TV title is a step below the World title, even a step below the FAN-Forums and Tag Team titles...but I disagree. See I know that it's not the title that makes the man but the man that makes the title. And despite some considering it an insult, when I carry this title I make it the most important title in the company. I MAKE it matter more than any other belt because simply put I MATTER more than all these false idols, all these pretenders, all these vermin that infest the FAWA locker-room. While I sit here, in my own company, staring at what I've accomplished in spite of all of them and all of the FAWA Galaxy, I can't help but smile. Not just because I've proved them wrong, not just because I know I'm better than them but because I know that this is just chapter one.

TMK puts the title over his shoulder and takes a long breath.

Now comes the next chapter, Battlebowl 2013 where a group of warriors will enter that ring and beat the living hell out of each other all for the opportunity to head to Gookermania and a chance to dethrone the FAWA World Heavweight champion. Each one wielding their weapon of choice, carrying it like a legendary sword into battle. Well they can all bring whatever weapon they like because the weapon I wield is the truth and it cuts deeper than any blade, hits harder than any steel, stings more than any kendo stick. And the truth is that I, Tobias Madoc Kingsley, am destined to win the Battlebowl and am destined to walk into Gookermania, my head held high, and I am destined to take the World Heavyweight title to add to my collection and to further cement my legacy. The fact I get to crush the dreams of seven other wrestlers on my way to victory is just the icing on the cake. So this coming week, after I am victorious and grant myself a golden ticket to Gookermania, I'll return to this dark and secluded spot of the arena and as I begin to wipe the blood from beneath my boots I'll smile.

TMK holds the TV title up to the camera so it's next to him and flashes an evil, toothy, grin.

I'll smile because I'm the new face of FAWA television and I'll smile because it's only a matter of time before I am the face of the FAWA Galaxy. And if that offends you then good...I've never been here to make friends or inspire others. I'm here because YOU don't want me to be and I will continue to succeed because YOU don't want me to. I am Tobias Madoc Kingsley and I am the very near future. The endless night approaches...

TMK bows his head back down and continues to stare at the TV title belt, his laughter grows louder and louder until he's practically screaming as the camera fades to black.

[General Adam]

*The General is in an emepty arena. He slowly surveys the arean while taking short puffs from his cigar.*

You know...I can still remember the first time I saw wrestling live. I was eight years old when my dad took me to see the WWF at the Breslin Center in East Lansing. The main event that night was Psycho Sid vs. the WWF champion Shawn Michaels. You look at those two men and you can see a world of diffrence between the two. One became a Legend in this business, while the other one tried to stap another wrestler with a pair of scissors. What is the point of that story you ask?

*The General takes a long drag from his cigar.*

I don't know. In fact I don't know what to say. I have two titles matches at BattleBowl both with two of the best in the FAWA as far as I'm convinced. I am going to say this: I am walking out of Battlebowl with the Fan-Forum Title or the World Title or both. I am not going home empty handed. Connor. Hayden. Get ready for war.

[Deleted]

Battlebowl. The event that has had every single person in the locker room waiting for. Is now only a short ways away.

You know. In wrestling change is talked about a lot. Change of titles. Change of power. Change of whether you "satisfy" the fans or if you tell the truth. That the old saying as things change the more they stay the same becomes the norm. I was watching last year's Battlebowl and realized something. Not a single person from last year is in this years. Change.

That is truly a lot of change. Granted this years Battlebowl is smaller then the one before. But still not a single person made it into this years. Now some of you are asking at this point, Why should I care.

Because just like the change of the leaves at the start of Fall. It signals the cold is about to come.

I am the freezing cold. I step into the ring with not a single ally. And I am proud of that. I step in with people who I hate and they hate me back. I could not be happier. Every single day I wake up and think to my self how I can make other people lives miserable. I am a proud cheat. Martin you hold onto that title tight. You made me tap on Niteraw, I wont deny that. But I will not hesitate to break every bone in you body with my "weapon" of choice. Dream you keep making jokes and having all the fun that you are having. But you still hold a title that brought me to this company. Whenever I get the chance to get it back I will. Jeremy don't think because you have the boss on speed dial and are evil as I that you and I are on the same page. Because we are Not. I will throw you out just like Dream and Martin because your control over BRB caused me to lose my tag title.

Mr. S and Ashley. I honestly put you in the same category for one simple reason. I don't care about either of you. One of you is a former TV champ and is looking to make money while the other I don't even know who you are. Neither of you are of my concern. But I will still throw you over the top rope on my way to victory.

Kingsly. Let me take one moment and respond your comments on Niteraw about me. You say have some respect for me. That you respect my ways and how I do not "pander to the vermin." And guess what you are right I don't. You are right. But don't sit there and think that just because you think yourself a monster that you have this thing already won. You are a force to be recorded with. You are the TV champion. A belt I once held myself. No one is denying that. But when you call your self a monster and do not know who you are up against then that makes me call you out.

Because I am a real monster. I wont let you use that term without proving it to me.

I have been through hellish matches through my short career. I have won and lost gold. Yet I have always been evil. I do not lick the boots of any man. I am here for one goal. Win Battlebowl. I will show you a real monster. And I know what you are thinking. We could have worked together. Maybe throw out a few guys. We would be unstoppable. That's no fun. I want you to punch me square in the face. Or better yet hit me with whatever weapon you have with you. Because when I finally eliminate you from the ring I want you to know in your heart of hearts that there was nothing you could do to stop me.

Now. The 8th and final participant. As I look at the list of who is in the one name who I know has the slightest chance of throwing me over the top rope.

Antihero.

I know the monster deep down inside you Antihero is just waiting. Begging you let him free come Battlebowl. Must be hard to retain. We have barley seen each other since I threw you sister face first onto the ring. How did that make you feel? Three Anticlimaxes later and you still want a piece of me.

Bring it on.

I will never hide from you. Because when all is said and done your mind will be mush and the beast that I know is deep down inside you will come flying out and take over. It shall be a glorious day. Keep trying to fight it Antihero. It will only make the final explosion more destructive.

Can you feel the change in the air? Feels cold. Thy name is MiscreAnt. See you all at Battlebowl.

[Connor Mackenzie]

Sept 5, 2013 11:38:44 GMT -5 General Adam said:

*The General is in an emepty arena. He slowly surveys the arean while taking short puffs from his cigar.*

You know...I can still remember the first time I saw wrestling live. I was eight years old when my dad took me to see the WWF at the Breslin Center in East Lansing. The main event that night was Psycho Sid vs. the WWF champion Shawn Michaels. You look at those two men and you can see a world of diffrence between the two. One became a Legend in this business, while the other one tried to stap another wrestler with a pair of scissors. What is the point of that story you ask?

*The General takes a long drag from his cigar.*

I don't know. In fact I don't know what to say. I have two titles matches at BattleBowl both with two of the best in the FAWA as far as I'm convinced. I am going to say this: I am walking out of Battlebowl with the Fan-Forum Title or the World Title or both. I am not going home empty handed. Connor. Hayden. Get ready for war.

*Connor can be seen sitting on a bench in a change room, taping up his hands and wrists. The sound of the tape wrapping around his digits echoing as he looks up at his hand before tearing the tape to start another section.*

CM: Will, I have to respect what you are doing. You've earned these shots you have at Battlebowl. Both of them. Through determination, perseverance and will. Something to consider given your name. You've had accolades before, seen your share of triumph and defeat and all through that time there have been both figurative and literal monkey's on your back. Until now. With one decision you cast all of that aside to show the FAWA what you are about. Why you were the longest reigning hardcore champ in this company. But...

*Connor roughly finishes taping up his hand and moves on to the other.*

CM: Now the FAWA has perhaps lost one of it's newest members. In one swift act you not only showed what you are all about, but that you will stop at nothing to get it. You talk about a war, General? War is pain, war is suffering, war is agony, war is...what you will get. Come Battlebowl when we go to war there will be no quarter given, no mercy shown. When we go to war William Anderson I know who I'm fighting for.

When you step into ring, you might be The General of Wrestling but I am the BEST in wrestling. I am the Dragon. I am the World Heavyweight Champion and the war to win back sanity in the FAWA starts now.

[The Man They Call Asher]

David and Alice are sitting on a plane to Memphis, Alice sits snuggled against David who has his arm around her shoulders, he appears totally relaxed while Alice has a slight look of confusion on her face. She looks up at David.

Hey David..

Yeah?

This Jeremy Dupoe thing... You said you were going to talk to him at the last show. How come we only sat backstage and watched?

David chuckles briefly, shaking his head a little.

Alright.. You saw him laugh when I strung that Mario guy up, right?

Alice nods wordlessly.

And then the night we were supposed to have our face-to-face, he decided to go have a brawl with his Battlebowl opponents instead. What does that tell you?

Alice blinks, thinking for a moment.

That he's scared of you..?

Pff. No. It tells me that he doesn't take me seriously. The thing with these guys is that they don't listen up very well. It's not enough to say something scary, neck a lackey and knee a guy in the face. He knows fear, he thinks he controls it. Mario is replaceable and a headache will go away with a couple of Aspirin.

So what do you do?

It's kinda like a twelve step program, but with less hugging. He's sitting pretty right now and he knows it. He feels safe and secure, he's got his book, his fiance and his creepy demon buddy Disturbance. So what do you think the plan is?

Alice looks down into her lap for a few moments, biting her bottom lip as she tries to figure it out. Finally she responds.

Take away the book?

David smiles, patting her on the head.

See that? You're learning.

Alice smiles and cuddles back into David closing her eyes as they continue on their way.

[Oak: Certified Jade Hater]

Sept 5, 2013 11:38:44 GMT -5 General Adam said:

*The General is in an emepty arena. He slowly surveys the arean while taking short puffs from his cigar.*

You know...I can still remember the first time I saw wrestling live. I was eight years old when my dad took me to see the WWF at the Breslin Center in East Lansing. The main event that night was Psycho Sid vs. the WWF champion Shawn Michaels. You look at those two men and you can see a world of diffrence between the two. One became a Legend in this business, while the other one tried to stap another wrestler with a pair of scissors. What is the point of that story you ask?

*The General takes a long drag from his cigar.*

I don't know. In fact I don't know what to say. I have two titles matches at BattleBowl both with two of the best in the FAWA as far as I'm convinced. I am going to say this: I am walking out of Battlebowl with the Fan-Forum Title or the World Title or both. I am not going home empty handed. Connor. Hayden. Get ready for war.

Is that so, General?

Do you believe that I'm just going to let you take the Fan-Forum Title?

Let me remind you that you stole a victory from me that allowed you to take on Connor in the first place. The victory that should have been mine went to you instead, and now you have the chance to become the FAWA World Champion. That title should be mine Anderson, it should be back around the waist of the uncrowned king of this place. I did not suffer for weeks just to have my title reign be looked at with disdain! I did not win the Lord of the Ring just so my victory would be plagued with doubt! I DESERVE BETTER GODDAMMIT! I DESERVE THAT TITLE SHOT!

F*** WHAT YOU SAY YOU'VE BEEN THROUGH! I GOT TO THE TOP ON MY OWN, I GOT TO THE TOP WHEN FEW BELIEVED I WOULD GET THERE, AND I COULDN'T DO ANYTHING BUT WATCH AS SETH F***ING DRAKIN STOLE MY TITLE FROM ME! THE SAME TITLE I FOUGHT FOR SIX LONG MONTHS TO ACHIEVE, HE STEALS FROM ME!

Hayden stares into the camera, eyes wide with anger.

You stole the one opportunity I had to reclaim what I never should have lost. And now, now you want to try and steal my chance to become the Fan-Forum Champion? Was the World Title not enough to satisfy you? Do you just get a kick out of denying me any shot at gold?

WELL F*** YOU ANDERSON! YOU'RE NOT STEALING THIS TITLE FROM ME! YOU'RE NOT GOING TO STEAL THE FAN-FORUMS TITLE FROM ME!

And if by some f***ing miracle you take my title, you will not hear the end of it. Not by a long shot.

[Seth Drakin of Monster Crap]

*Backstage, we see Seth Drakin walking gingerly backstage after Battle Bowl when he is stopped by Jerry Fish.*

Well, Seth...Jonathan Michaels has now accepted your challenge to a Hell in a Cell at Gookermania VI and answered it with a Fade To Black. I think everyone is wondering how do you feel right now?

*Seth looks at Jerry annoyed, but then has a grin.*

I haven't felt this happy in several years. I am getting exactly what I wanted and that sneak attack from that cheap shot artist was worth it because at Gookermania...the pain of having to deal with his betrayal finally comes to a close as I get my revenge.

*Seth laughs as he walks away gingerly.*

[General Adam]

If you want to know how I got these new scars upon my body, you don't have to look no futher than your world champion. Conner...I took you to the limit brother and your hand was rasied at the end of it all. I will admit Conner, I thought I had you beat a couple of times but I guess I didn't make you suffer more than I already did. This is not over Conner. In fact it is far from over, but now I have to worry about this.

*The General holds up the FAWA Fan-Forum title.*


I will be more than willing to defened this title anywhere at anytime against anyone and it dosen't matter who it is. It could be TMK, the Dream, or hell I'll give Hayden another shot if he wants one. I am going to make this belt mine. When people think of the Fan-Forum title they are going to think of me....The General of Wrestling William Anderson.

[TMK]

Backstage, TMK is found once again sitting alone in a secluded part of the arena. Over his shoulder is the FAWA Television Championship belt and in his hands is a lighter, which he stares at intently, flicking it on and off.

Which hurts more Anti? The pain of losing or that deep burning pain just above your eye? The smell of burned flesh stinging your nostrils or the sinking realisation that all that training, all that fighting spirit, all that raw determination just wasn't enough? I guess it doesn't matter...

TMK stops messing with the lighter and looks up toward the camera.

It doesn't matter because it just doesn't compare to the pain I feel, the burning sensation deep inside me, the flames that are only getting bigger...the fire that's only getting hotter. See, I told everyone that I would be the winner of the Battlebowl 2013 and I was right. Keep that in mind next time you doubt me or anything I say, I said I would win and it was the truth then and it's damn sure true now! I have that golden ticket to Gookermania but, more importantly, I have a golden opportunity to dethrone the current champion, a man I have quite a history with, a man with a massive chip on his shoulder, a man who realised his life-long dream of finally becoming the FAWA World Heavyweight champion and promised the FAWA Galaxy he wouldn't lose it without a fight.

TMK laughs to himself briefly, then grimaces with anger as his thoughts are overwhelmed with hate.

Well, Connor Mackenzie, a fight is what you'll get. These vermin all look up to you, respect you, cheer you on but they don't know you Connor, not like I do! I know the type of man you are and, this Niteraw, I will stand in the middle of that ring and tell the world of our history. But don't worry too much, I'm sure they'll stick by you regardless. I'm sure they'll still chant your name and bring poorly made signs and make your excuses for you. I'm not exposing you to turn everyone against you and I'm not exposing you to get anyone on my side, I am doing it because it's the truth and the truth should be known. I'm doing it so someone, somewhere may understand why I despise you so much. I'm doing it so people will realise that there is no hope left for your title reign, that your days as champion are numbered, because THEY ARE! Connor, for you, this is the beginning of the end and, for me, it's the beginning of the Kingsley legacy. And some may say "oh, Connor has fought against worse than you, TMK" or maybe "oh, the Digital Dragon has too much heart to let go of his title". Well you may think that but after Niteraw you'll truly realise who Connor is facing, what he has lined up for him at Gookermania and that this heart he brings will soon stop beating. Oh and Connor, you WILL let go of that title even if I have to RIP THAT f***ING ARM OFF! YOU WILL LET GO!

TMK composes himself, begins to take out a cigarette.

Remember what I said earlier and remember what I'm saying now. I'm the future FAWA World Heavyweight Champion and I will go through hell itself to end the title reign of Connor Mackenzie. Mark my words, I will slay the Digital Dragon! And all of his hopes and dreams and aspirations? They'll all go up in smoke.

TMK takes a big drag of his cigarette, blowing out smoke as the camera fades to black.

[Waffel113]

This week, I get another shot at the Television Championship, and yet this week I don't face Hollywood's Own, I don't face Mr. S, no. Who I face is the latest lunatic in a veritable madhouse's worth of them in the 2013 BattleBowl Champion Tobias Madoc Kingsley. Now TMK, can I call you TMK? You showed me more than I ever expected out of you in the BattleBowl, and before that, you served notice towards the entire roster by destroying Mr. S to win that title to begin with. But in all honesty, you have bigger fish to fry. In a few months time, you face off with Connor Mackenzie in the Main Event of GookerMania for the FAWA World Heavyweight Championship! I won't fault you a win that big, but you clearly have other priorities right now, including, apparently, letting the world know of your history with Connor. This week, I refuse to be a dress rehearsal for your big match. I will be a double champion by this time next week, and that is a promise that I intend on keeping.

[Oak: Certified Jade Hater]

So by now, everyone knows. I lost to Anderson. He walks around with MY Fan-Forums Title, and I have nothing to show for it.

And yeah, I could complain. I could bitch. I could threaten bodily harm to everyone. But I won't. Because as far as I'm concerned, I am still the hero of this story.

Think about it for a second, if you will: I took Anderson to his limit. I pushed him to be better, I kicked his ass from here to Parts Well Known, and as a result he was easy pickings for Connor Mackenzie. Hell, Connor should be thanking me for helping him retain, but of course that won't happen. Connor is too noble to do such a thing, and while that may be admirable, I'd like some acknowledgement.

Oh well. Thems the breaks, I suppose.

Now, concerning Niteraw this week, it's an outrage. I have to compete in a triple threat just to get a shot at a title that should be mine?

While I have YET to receive a rematch for the title I never lost?

Does anyone else see the conspiracy in this?

I mean, for f***'s sake people. Earlier this year, I had to deal with Richlen and his holier-than-thou attitude and his Napoleon complex. Then, after unfairly losing my title, I get put on the backburner. Then I'm fired, rehired, and lose the Fan-Forums Title. And through it all, I'm supposed to smile and make nice?

No. It's all about The Star of the Show, The Highlight of the Night, The Sexual Thrill That Gives Your Girlfriend Chills, and The Man in High Demand. I'm talking about THAT FIERY LATIN ROGUE and People Magazine's Handsomest Man three years running. "Hollywood's Own", "Mr. 300%", Michael Goddamn Hayden!

And it's high time that FAWA remember exactly who I am.

[ScorpiAnt]

*Mr.S stumbles back stage, his clothes are burnt and ripped*
TMK, I just want to tell you, that your a no good down right fool if you think I won't get revenge. I just got done from a job that took most of my time, but, now that I'm able to focus, I'm getting you back, I'll make you feel a pain like you never experienced before. Also HH if your still up for it, and we can get the match, I'll be more then happy to take you on in any match you want. Just to prove to you, that I'm better then you, I have a wife and children who watch me, and when they see me lose it makes them sad. So I'll let you pick the match, I'll ask the booking guys and I'll take you down, is that clear? I'm ready, are you?

[TMK]

Scott Martin, do you think I'm slow? Do you think I'm not aware of our match? Do you think I'm foolish enough to overlook defending MY Television Championship? This belt gets me on Niteraw every week doing one of my life's greatest pleasures; hurting people. Hurting people and crushing dreams. I can't wait until our match, when I get my hands on you, I'm ecstatic, even giddy at the prospect. No, no, don't think I'm overlooking you. You're good in that ring, maybe great, but you fall just a bit short of Tobias Madoc Kingsley, the guy who beat you, your tag partner and five other men at Battlebowl. You're not that much of a man. You're just like my Gookermania opponent, Connor Mackenzie, you both over-estimate your worth and you can't stand not being the centre of attention. Well I assure you, Scott, you have my attention. You'd do well to remember that it's not the belt that makes the man but the man that makes the belt and to give the FAWA Television Championship to you would be just throwing it away. Simply put, you NEED these people to beat me, where as I don't need them, you or anyone for anything.

I'd promise to make it quick...but I wont insult your intelligence. You're not Connor Mackenzie, no, but you're close enough. You and anyone else who wants to try and take a title from me.

[Gus Richlen: Ruffian]

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