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 Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 1:07 am
Crack Addict hits the arena, the crowd instantly gets to it’s feet, booing and jeering. Crack Addict continues to play, the crowd waiting for Demon to appear, still booing and jeering. Suddenly smoke appears at the top of the ramp. Clouding up. A shadow can be seen through the smoke, it gets bigger and bigger until Demon appears at the front of the smoke, grinning. He makes his way to the ring, walking down the ramp ignoring the crowds booing. Demon stepped through the ropes, called for a mic and caught one as it was thrown at him from the outside. The crowd booed louder.
Demon bought the mic to his mouth, regardless of the noise around him. “Please you people, shut up. I’m a busy man I don’t need to hear your boo’s every damn time I come out here!” The crowd’s booing reached the next level. “Now on Madness you pathetic people may have witnessed the birth of perhaps the most powerful faction in this company. And what better way to showcase it than beating up Darson Greys himself.” The crowd continued to boo until the “You Suck” chant started up, which Demon ignored, shaking his head at the crowd. “Whoa, whoa, whoa! Not only did we beat up Darson Grey, we screwed his little girlfriend as well. We screwed her out of a title shot at Ragnarok.” The crowd chanted harder. Half the crowd chanted while the other half booed Demon who just stood in the middle of the ring waiting the noise to stop.
HeadHunter: Aghhh! I think my ears are about to pop!
Vic: I agree, the noise is absolutely deafening! Demon can’t get a word in!
HeadHunter: Damn right! These people are so selfish!
Demon bought the mic back to his lips. “Makuta, I am so close to having my rematch with you, but I’ll save that for another day. So down to a new topic: The Next Madness. So I just checked the card and the second match I read was a 6 Man Tag match. Shady, Wing Dragon and Me, The Demon vs Darson Greys, Irvine Kanyon and Seraph. Now two weeks ago at Madness. Me and Shady took on Seraph and Irvine. Those little bastards got the jump on us last time BUT I assure you that won’t happen again. Seraph, Irvine, your win was a one time hit, so don’t expect another one like that, even if you do have Dars on your team now. You guy’s cannot beat a faction as great as the one that you will face next week! You have Wing Dragon. An upcoming star in the fed. You Have Me, The Demon and the veteran of the group Shady. You put the three together and you have your self one hell of a team. So Seraph, Irvine and Dars You guys have no chance come Madness…No Chance.” The crowd who’s booing had ceased, started up again.
HeadHunter: …Not again.
Vic: Laughs
HeadHunter: Shut up.
“Tiger, I’m glad to see, that you’ve been trainin at that rehab gym. You’re going to need all the strength you can get if you want any hope of coming back and facing Me, Shady and Wing. Tiger…Save yourself. Don’t come back.”
Crack Addict hits the arena once more. Demon drops the mic, and walks out of the ring, up the ramp and to the backstage area as we Fade…….2…….Black.
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 4:51 am
~Long Awaited Promo~
* A of a sudden the arena lights Dim slowly leaving the crowd in total awe wondering who or what is coming out. Within the next few seconds all that is heard are the sounds of Ravens cawing around the arena. The Fans scream with anticipation for the wrestler to emerge.Painted Black by The Rolling Stones begin to play as the lights begin to lift a little allowing a purple haze of smoke to cover the arena floor. With a huge bang, the entrance is covered with the mysetirous mist and out comes Ravena accompanied by Dar arm in arm. The crows screams louder as the couple enters the ring. They stand in the middle of the ring and hold eachother's hands up as if in victory and then back down just as quickly. The nearest announcer passes the microphone to Ravena and she begins to speak*
Wow, I havent been here for a while now have I?
*the crowd screams louder chanting Ravena and then begins to calm down as Dar puts his finger to his lips and hushes the crowd*
By that reaction it seems not but i am truly glad to be back.
Alot of occured in the life of Ravena since that insane match at Fade to Black against Worlock. I was lucky enough to make it out of the match for starters*Dar laughs accompanied by the rest of the crowd* And then i was able to finally to relax with the whole Brood situation put behind me and catch up on some truly important things*smiles towards dar and then towards the camera*But now that my little vacation has ended, i feel the need of sweet adrenaline runing through my veins as i fly around the ring like a bird in flight at my next opponent.This beauty of the night has her eyes set on something shiny and gold. It is the Small fry Championship belt. I feel that i have been here and proved myself long enough to go for that title. How many of you guys agree with me?
*the crowd screams loudly," Give her a shot" repeadetly until they quiet down once more*
So my darklings hopefully we shall all get what we want.
But for now. I shall perch myself and observe the competition that i may have to face later on. I shall take notes and work out alot harder to show the others that women are made strong for various reasons. I feel that my reason is to be a champion.
The Long road towards victory is just begining...
*a purple mist covers dar and ravena as they look at eachother and as it becomes more dense you can see that they have disappeared*
~end promo~
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 6:21 am
Promo for Ragnarok
The camera fades in with a blue clear sky over an open meadow.
"All this was once beautiful. Paradise for those who need it most."
The sky went cloudy and a terrible storm began.
"Now dessicrated and corroded for one's own personal gain."
The land soon became a metropolis.
"The light has fade from the people's hearts as they slave away, dying for reasons they do not believe in. The weak are punished, the sinners rewarded."
The shot faded then flashed back to a pair of piercing white eyes.
"I say, no more!"
Lightning flashed as the storm grew worse.
"The people have suffered greatly because of the wicked, and now they've had made a great enemy. The wrath of heaven!"
Shot flashes to an abandoned church, a white robed figure kneeled at the altar.
"The time has come for divine intervention. For someone to help those in need and smite the wicked!
"Beware, for within the darkest hour, a light will shine...."
Archangel
Ragnarok
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 7:44 am
YO yo yo. Tust, Darkie. You guys think you can take me on in a tag match. Well all I got to say about that is Hell no. See I found myself a partner as well. Sure I have never met the guy, but I'm sure if I need any help to beat you guys that he will lend it. But I could take you both on one-on-two, really I don't need a human partner. The only partner I need is right around my neck when it comes to winning a match. Which why is this a tag match, Tustie boy i thought you wanted a one-on-one rematch wit me. What did you realize you don't stand a chance? Because didnt you want that match to allow weapons, which means all the toys I love to play with will be legal. So TT come on, lets this boy have his rematch, I'll love to wipe the floor with him again.
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 10:04 am
*Icy Ali rests on his bed of ice while the camera man sits shivering on a seat, his camera shaking slightly*
I told you to wear a coat Icy says without moving.
Fear me.
Disappointment. Disappointed in myself. No more predictions. I'm going to leave that to crazy people in caves and all the other cocky bastards in this federation. Then again, my prediction would have been right if not for one person, Fox. i never liked you. I could never put my finger on it until now. You're a backstabber. You would have done the same to Omega as well. just trying to get what you want. Not that I shouldn't have expected that. Oh well. I get my revenge at Ragnarok. my revenge on you, and I get to finish of Hell. He never liked the times I left him a bloody mees on the mat, twice with Omega and once with BD. Lucky for me I also get Hell on Madness, he may not make it to through that night. It all depends on
Suddenly the doors opens and the camera swings to see who is there, its Bryan Kutterman. He turns on all the lights and sits down on a chair that had been in the Darkness.Okay Icy, what did you want.
I wanted to talk. To make sure we were on the same page. You see, I've had my share of backstabbings and I wanted to make sure there'd be none of that.
Well as you know, I have my problems with Rocky so, as long as I get to deal with him here, there should be no problems.
Good. That leads me to my next point. Hell. He's mine. I'll let you deal with Rocky as long as I get Hell.
I think that's acceptable. Now, can I go.
What, you don't like the cold.
I don't mind it, I just think you're a crazy b*****d hanging out in here.He looks at the camera manI feel bad for you.Kutterman walks out as the lights fade.
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 12:09 pm
*The BarTron seems to look a little weird, even if it is someone about to speak their mind. It shows colour bars, much like the ones that are shown when nothing is to show on tv. It is the only kind of light that is shown in the arena, as the rest of it is black, nothing can be seen around it, except the few seats around it. The camera man looks a little confused, wondering what he'll be looking at next. "Hey! You over there!" Is heard from the darkness. The camera man slowly turns around, unable to see who said that. "Turn the lights on" is the next thing heard from the same voice in the darkness. The lights take a bit to come on, after a loud switch sound is heard with it. The lights fill the arena and the camera man looks around once more. He then looks into the ring, seeing a large ladder, orange and silver in colour. The camera man proceeds towards the ring with the ladder inside. As the camera man enters the ring, he looks up, seeing Big Daddy sitting on top of the ladder, wearing nothing more than a Fozzy t-shirt and black adidas track pants with the white stripe going up each side of the pants and his accustomed silver rimmed sunglasses. Big Daddy doesn't seem alone on the ladder though, as a wire is shown, hanging from the rafters. Attached to it is a ring, and attached to that is none other than the BTWF World Heavyweight Championship.*
Welcome to what many people consider the hardest part to any type of match, climbing the mountain for the prize at the top. You see, the Garden of Evil possesses the same factor at one point of the match. For after so long, all the wrestlers will be let out to battle for the top prize, which will be dropped below for all to see. The ladder then becomes someone's best friend, as it shows that it is the only way to get such a grand desire. Everyone guns for this, believe me, I've had my share of random encounters just because I'm the champion. Being the champion means more than just saying you are one or wearing ten pounds of gold. Oh it is, but a lot of people don't realize this.
*Big Daddy leaves the BTWF title up on the hanging ring and climbs down the ladder. Once on the ground, he walks over to the camera man and tells him to be in front of the ladder as he speaks to him.*
Just why is there a ladder in the match? I'm sure Blade has a better excuse than just to grab the title, I'm sure of it. He knows it serves a greater purpose, and so do I. Allow me to explain the purpose of this. You see, it shows every wrestler in the Garden of Evil, where they are positioned, what they need to succeed, how they will fair in the match itself, it's all right here.
*Big Daddy positions himself to the right of the ladder. He then looks down at the first few steps.*
This is where I see a few people, thinking they can earn a spot in the Garden of Evil. This is where Hell saw himself last Madness. He was gunning for that next spot in the Garden, but little did he know that Icy Ali had already made his mark, allowing one Riona Langley, the Prodigy if you will to take the spot over Hell in the Garden of Evil. The list doesn't stop there. There are more people that fit this list, namely Victor Bidwell and Maxwell Connors. They go for the fifth spot in the Garden next Madness. They haven't earned their keep yet, so neither of them have made it far onto the ladder yet, maybe the first step if they're lucky.
*Big Daddy then looks up to aboit eye level, to the middle portion of the ladder.*
Hmmm, not a bad place to be, if I don't say myself. That is, if you're not the champion such as myself. I see two people at this spot currently, Shady and Riona. Shady proved to be an asset worth counting on this past Madness, scoring the decisive pinfall victory over Maxwell Conners. He didn't need lowblows or weapons to win, he proved to be a main eventer when the hand of the ref came down for a third time and the bell rang to signify a victory. It takes a lot of work to get here and he's glad to have the spot. Riona is another case of the same thing. She seemed to appear out of nowhere, hiding in the shadows as if she were scared. I don't really care personally, but she came back with a vengence, earning the fourth seat in the Garden by taking out a former world champion as well. These two earn the right into the Garden, but they will have a hard time doing anything to get by, as there will be someone else knocking them down from getting any higher.
*Big Daddy begins to climb up the ladder now stopping halfway where he was looking at. He then stands with his back to the ladder and on one of the steps, carefully keeping his balance.*
This is where the two will be knocked down. There is someone out there who's crazed by the fact that I own the title. Darson Grays can not get enough of the Big Daddy craze. He stands not many steps away from Shady and Riona. Up a few more steps he stands, having already challenged for the BTWF title and coming up short by mere inches each time. There is something here that's stopping poor Darson, not many people can see it, but a lot of people sure like to talk about it. That, my friends is the glass ceiling. That is why Darson is here at this step, he is unable to break that barrier that is placed above him, the ceiling that is unseen by the naked eye, but felt with the slightest touch. There he stands on the ladder, kicking down all opposition in his way, but he falls with the rest of his opponents, for one man stands beyond even Darson.
*Big Daddy now climbs up to the top of the ladder, sitting on top of the ladder and not far away from the BTWF Wrold Heavyweight title.*
This is where I sit. I, the one named Big Daddy, is placed on top of the ladder. I look down at all the poor souls trying to grab what they can before shoved back down the ladder and being forced to see destiny float above them. Holding onto the BTWF World Heavyweight title while I kick out the ladder from below me.....
*Big Daddy then grabs a hold of the title tightly, then kicks the ladder from underneath him, sending it down to the canvas below. As it lands, the shaking and rattling of the ladder as it falls back together is heard while Big Daddy is seen holding himself up on the hanging title.*
This is the second last image they will remember in the match. The final image will be close to the same, altough they will all see they final result striaght in front of them.
*Big Daddy looks up and begins to unhook the belt from it's place. Suddenly, the belt comes loose and it falls, along with Big Daddy down to the canvas. He gets up with the title in hand.*
Although it's a longway down, it sure is well worth it when you see the title is placed within your hands and the world slowly stands still for that slight moment you see yourself as champion. Unfortunatley, I've already seen that light of day. None of you will ever be able to see what I've seen, for it is what destiny is, and I.....am.....destiny.....Daddy-O!!!
*With these final words said, Big Daddy drapes the BTWF World title on his shoulder and leaves the ring, not even caring for the ladder to be picked up. Big Daddy continues off to the back as the screen first turns back to the coloured bars that were shown at the start, then fades away into nothing but.....
.....Pitch Black
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 2:45 pm
*The BarTron Flickers to life showing a run-Down warehouse as the camera men slowly walk to the front door and open it getting a view of a large wersling ring,Balconys,Seats,Titiontron and a man in a sweat shirt With the hood up,Baggy Blue jeans, 4 Ac/dc wrsit cuffs covering hes right arm standing In the Middle of the ring with blood stains on the far sides of the ring as the man begins to speak*
"This is where I was Born" Said A filmier sounding voice as he begins to talk again "This is where it all started...In this ring where my life Truly began...I started here when I was 20...I stayed here for 6 years...years of blood, 6 years of beating my heart out just for the crowed, 6 years of injures that could end it all was all in this ring..." *Walks to the north east turnbuckle and leans on it*
"Now I have taken in my fear share of beattings..Broken ribs, Neck injures, Dislocated elbows and shoulders...But it was worth it all was I became a legend in this ring...But ofcourse After six years I went to the BTWF to start anew, but I still miss the underground. But I started something in the BTWF that I will finish in time..."
"Now as for madness, My partner, A well respected man, Icy Al, will team up to take on Hell...And rocky...."
"Speaking of Hell, The former champion, The Former white rapper, The former heel and the man that thinks "Madness is Hell" I mean why should madness be hell? I mean wasnt it Hell that lost to Riona Langly last week?Wasn't it? Hell Ever since you lost to BD you lost it...I guess im trying to say is...Hell....You make me sick...Ever since you lost the title you became a wash up nobody and I will prove that you are when me and Ali Beat you down like the wash up dog that you are...Belive me it will happen...O and Hell....MADNESS IS UNDERGROUND!!" *Laughs to himself and begins to speak again*
"Now Rocky last week was the MOST boring madness for me, Standing in the ring watching you and Twist go at for some time then after the matchI just let out what I wanted to do since the begining...Beat both Steve Twist and Rocky down....But Im not happy About this madness...I want to be in the ring with you at the ppv...Not Madness...Why? I know if I am in the ring I will lose it and beat you down to a bloody pulp Leaving un-able for PPV...But I also Relize somthing...You hav beaten the BTWF Bryan Kutterman...But have you even face the "UnderGround Legend" Bryan Kutterman?? A man that will Break ever bone in hes body just to give hes opponits The most painful hell they ever saw? I dont Think So...Thats why at the PPV...IT will be..... "THE UNDERGROUND LEGEND" Bryan Kutterman vs ROcky...A match that no one will forget...So Rocky Ill be waiting for your responce...."
*The BarTron fades....To....Black
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 3:42 pm
OOC: Yes I meant “thus” not this.
IC:
: razz ROMO::
*The crowd is drenched in darkness for a few moments. A flutter of excited murmuring spreads through the crowd. After a few seconds nothing happens. The crowd starts to get a little anxious. Then a soft sound can be heard. Everyone falls silent trying to figure out what the sound is. Soon they realize it is the soft rolling of waves on a beach. Seagulls can be heard in the background as well. After a few moments the roar of a giant wave and several hundred people screaming can be heard. Then as it sounds like the wave hit the beach all falls silent. The BarTron flickers to life showing a beach with no one on it. Suddenly the pyros burst into life, the BarTron shows clips of Tsunami's first two matches, and "Meant to Live" by Switchfoot blares across the PA system as none other than Tsunami emerges from backstage and stands at the top of the ramp for a moment to examine the crowd. The crowd gives him a mild applause. He starts toward the ring giving a few high-fives along the way. As he approaches the ring he starts to go under the bottom rope but hesistates, climbs back out and climbs onto the apron. He jumps to the top rope in a single leap and front-flips off of it into the center of the ring, landing perfectly. The crowd gives him an enthusiastic applause. He signals for a microphone and quickly gets one from a technician. He examines the crowd one last time before he finally raises the microphone to his lips...*
Last Tuesday I lost my second match. My second match in a row, my second match overall, my second match. I am very disappointed in my performance thus far. I, however, have found the fault in myself. I was wrestling all wrong. I’m not built for suplexes and such, they just don’t work for me. Don’t get me wrong that’s cool and all but only if your built for it. I, myself, am more of a 360 moonsault off a ladder to the outside kind of guy. I’m a high-flyer that’s been too conservative. Not anymore. This Tuesday starts a new era for Tsunami, for this company, and for the entire wrestling world. It will start out slow because I don’t have the kind of match I need to really get things going. Yes I am refering to any kind of a match with a ladder, preferably a TLC match. I’m not here to talk about matches that I’m not in yet though, I am here to talk about my match against Ravena. I think, no, I know that I will win this time, not because my opponent is a woman, no, Tsunami’s too smart to underestimate women, it’s just that: I’ve found myself and I guarantee you that this match will rock!! Now, I’m not out here to put on a show, I’m out here to win. If, in the event I put on a show while winning then so be it. Now I guess I should say something to my opponent. I don’t actually have much to say except this: Ravena, I’m going to tell you ahead of time that I’m truly sorry for any injuries you may acquire during our match but I will do anything to win my first match. I am also sorry you are going to have to be the first one to wrestle me after I have found myself but by the end of the night I guarantee that I will have won my first match…
Because the wave’s crashing down on you this Tuesday night on Madness…
*Having said that Tsunami drops the mic to a mild applause as “Meant to Live” by Switchfoot blares across the PA system once more and ,once more, Tsunami walks the entrance ramp.
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 4:12 pm
Peace sells begins to blares over the sound system the fans all turn and look in the crowd to see where Kid Chaos is coming form Kid Chaos walks down the ramp he is wearing a gray shirt that say in big white letters WHAT YOU SAY?... then line under that reads ...I have selective hearing! And he has a pair of black jeans on his barbed-wire bat is in his left hand resting on his left shoulder he walks up the stairs and into the ring he pulls a mic out of his back pocket and stand in the center of the ring
Wing wing wing so you may have joined a faction with Demon and Shady the crowd boos at the very mention of their names
Chaos waits a few seconds for the noise to die down o well that’s not about to stop me from turning your life into a living hell night after night you see the only person I respect out of that group is Demon the crowd boos at the very mention of Demons name chaos pulls the mic away from his mask and waits until the noise from the crowd dies down chaos raises the mic up to his mask he is a sadistic monster much to my liking and much like my self but if you think one demon is going to stop me your dead wrong you better open up all of hell and you might stand a chances of stopping me and he lift up his barbed-wire bat and point to it
my trusty bat
chaos walks over to the ropes and he rest his arms across the top rope I don’t give a dam about Shady, Demon, Darson, Kanyon or Seraph all I care about is you wing and making you suffer why some of you might be asking your selves is it because he beat me no it is nothing so trivial a losing a match even thought I lost because he cheated
no no no wing much like a body left crucified by a road or a body be left hung in a town center or even a head left on a pike on a castle wall I am making an example of you to send a message now I am sure some of you are just dying to know what the message is it’s really simple so simple in fact I am not going to tell you it doesn’t take a road scholar to finger out the message
as it is spoken so shale it be done
and with that chaos throws down the mic and walks away as Peace sells begins to play
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2004 8:54 pm
The BarTron flickers to life
DiZtUrBeD is seen about to leave the arena on his bike when a interviewer comes up out of nowhere.
"DiZtUrBeD! DiZtUrBeD! Could I have a minute with you before you leave?"
"Yeah I guess so. So what's up?"
"I was wondering what are your thoughts on Worlock sort of screwing you out of the tag titles?"
Worlock has made it more than personal and... well speak of the devil and he shall appear...
Worlock enters the scene and takes off the bandage over his eyes and stares at DiZtUrBeD with a sadistic smile on his face. He then grabs the microphone away from the interviewer and begins to talk
Face it DiZtUrBeD, I am the better man, and you screwed me out of many things. When I came, I would've head straight for the top. If not you had came into my way. You despicable little flea.
DiZtUrBeD takes away the microphone and looks into Worlock's eyes.
You see, you srewed me out of a month of action, and just recently you screwed me out of the tag titles. You know what, I want you in a match, at Ragnarok, in a Street Fight. And you know what, that might not stop you, I want you to stop screwing me out of things. So I'm gonna risk it all. A career Street Fight. Worlock. I challenge you to a Career Street Fight at Madness!
DiZtUrBeD spits on Worlock's face and then drives off, Worlock glaring at him, nodding.
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Oh So Sexy Smoking Parrot
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Prince Kira Ukonvasara Crew
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2004 11:55 pm
*The BarTron flickers to life and an unfamiliar scene is shown, that obviously not being Steve Twist who is dressed in his faded blue sandblasted jeans, black t-shirt that has something or other to do with him, today it being on the front of the shirt, “The wrath of nature is a rain drop in a puddle…”, and on the back of the shirt, “Compared with the fury of Steve Twist”, and his white signature shoes done by none other then Nike with lightning shaped swishes of gold with his name written on the sides and the symbol of a Twister on the backs. No, that is not the unfamiliar scene but Steve standing inside a cemetery is. It is quite obvious that with a lack of flowers or at least water for flowers that Steve was here to pay respect though. Instead it looked more like he was here looking for something, what that is not even his cameraman Chang Lo could figure out. Steve stands looking at a headstone on the ground before looking up at the dark gray clouded sky that will turn the world a literal pitch black as of tonight but that wasn’t there yet. No it is mid day and Steve can be seen very clearly with his Gaia Championship belt on his shoulder and standing in what looks like a slow starting rain that is falling from the heavens. Steve doesn’t waste any time though as he notices Chang filming. He turns to face the camera with a sadistic smile on his face.*
“Well it seems that I’ve been brought to another place that I haven’t wanted to visit thanks to one thing or another but I’m not here to discuss how great a match me and Rocky had on Madness or that Bryan Kutterman is some loser jackass that doesn’t really know anything about wrestling except that “Garbage fighting are coolness!”. No instead I’m here to show people the future, to show every single living being their future in this humble little dump that people like to call a graveyard. The thing about this place is no matter who you are and how you are buried, kept persevered, or whatnot that no matter if a monument is built for you to be buried in or you are just discarded in the ground without even a casket the same thing happens to you and that is that you waste away and become nothing more then a pile of trash. Maybe not to those who cared about you but sooner or later they die and are laid to rest too and eventually your very existence becomes a myth. Everything you contributed to this world will be taken for granted and no one will care anymore. But we keep striving on, trying to achieve something with our lives and making them meaningful.”
“For those of you who have an IQ of more then 80 unlike one Raymond Kage you would know that I like to wrestle to entertain people in the present and could really care less if anyone remembers me one day as long as they do now. The thing about that sentence that Kage doesn’t seem to get is that I wrestle, not go around beating up people by jumping them while their back is turned to me. I don’t go around and garbage fight with trash cans, broomsticks, and baseball bats. And I especially don’t make empty threats. You see Kage, when I said last week that I would end you at Ragnarok I wasn’t kidding. You saw that I can strike you at any moment just like when I hit you with that Twister after Xunkai pinned you, 1…2…3 in the middle of that very ring Tuesday. And don’t give me that, “You took me out from behind” crap because I waited for you to get up on your own and had you turn around and face me before I delivered probably the most meaningful Twister of my career. This is because that Twister wasn’t for me, it was for Xunkai, it was for Rocky, and it was for everyone who you constantly piss off in this business. Raymond Kage, you aren’t going to get any mercy from me at Ragnarok, this I can assure you of.”
*Steve turns to the right a bit and points down to the headstone.*
“Do you see this Kage!? I know you can because the last time I checked you were just stupid not blind. This headstone and grave right here symbolize exactly what is waiting for you come Ragnarok. They symbolize how you will be nothing more then a battered and beaten piece of human waste after Ragnarok. Because I’m not just going to come out there and beat you 1…2…3 in the middle of that ring like Xunkai did, oh no. I’m going to show you exactly what I’m talking about here. I’m going to make sure that you don’t walk out of Ragnarok, hell maybe not even walk into the next PPV if you dare show your face around the BTWF again. Who knows, maybe I’ll even be really nice to you and give you the gift of needing to be helped into a wheelchair every day when you get out of bed. I’ll have you in a retirement home at the age of 23 Kage, wouldn’t that just be grand. I heard the food there is really great. Oh wait, I forgot that you can’t eat solid food if your jaw is broken but I’m sure they can whip you up some kind of crap from the kitchen shake you can drink to keep your useless body alive.”
*Steve turns back towards the camera and hits his leg with his right hand before he whips his hand onto his jeans as if there was something on it he didn’t want.*
“Nasty little bugs…they are so like you aren’t they Kage? Crushed in an instant and destroyed by real greatness, greatness like me. Someone who is a real Champion and someone who isn’t afraid of cowards that try to make themselves look tough. Bugs understand this though. Bugs know that eventually they are going to be crushed if they continue to annoy people who are better then them. Learn from these stupid but knowing creatures Kage. Maybe they and you will stop annoying people so they don’t end up in a bloody little heap that has to be cleaned up by the janitors of the world. Speaking of that a janitorial position would be the perfect place for you to go after this Kage. I mean since you are so good in dealing with crap and garbage, crappy garbage wrestling that is. But don’t worry Kage. I’m sure that wherever you go to work after this they will allow you to watch the wrestling of the simply stupendous Steve Twist.”
*Steve smirks with this and looks like he is getting ready to be done but then he snaps his fingers as if he just remembered something.*
“Ah yes, that’s right. I forgot that I have a match this Tuesday and that match sees the return of SnX a tag team that may have not been extremely successful in the past but have helped each other through thick and thin to be the Gaia and Small Fry Champions to this very day. I’ve already addressed one of my opponents but I have yet to discuss the other one. Unfortunately I see no reason to do so since it is obvious that the last time he saw something worthwhile in wrestling it was probably someone doing simple light heavyweight moves like a Hurricarana and a bunch of flip flop roll-ups that only result in 2 or 1 counts. Nothing for anyone to worry about really especially since it isn’t like this kid is anything but very full of himself and needs someone to give him a good kick to the chest to let out the air in his lungs that is his ego so we don’t end up with another person to bury here from suffocation.”
*Steve laughs a bit at this comment but almost immediately continues on.*
“The days draw near to the date of rebirth and the end of it all…”
“A Storm is Brewing”
*Steve begins to walk away, heading towards the parking lot that is seen in the distance while walking along the cold hard gray cement path that is damp from the rain. Before Chang turns off his camera he goes over and kneels down to the ground, looking at what the headstone says on it. All the camera is able to see is the date of: 8/31/04 on it before Chang drops it and the scene fades to nothingness.*
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2004 12:48 pm
*victor bidwell is caught judst leaving the henann temple with a walking stick headed for the omuntains, a cellphone in the other hand and the word "heart break kid" appears munourous times*
"now, good people, i am finished my training i have been doind for the past two weeks...and i find out that i have a chance to go agaisnt all odds and win what should be rightfully mine, the heavyweight title, but in order to do this i must take out one of the most popular wrestlers in all of btwf.....the heartbreak kid... now what5 most of you would expect is i coming up here with somehting that might be, like what most aggressive wrestlers do, blackmail thir opponents until they decide to give up the match, *he smirks* but that is way out of my style, i have just came to warn him this past summer hasnt been the greatest season for me, with the "mooreon" and mr.money getting constanly attacked....so i do say mister kid that you should be on a lokout next match cause i am in a VERY bad mood with you wrestlers and it would be a shame if i would havce to go to extreme measures to take you out...
but lets add a bit of stakes for now shall we? how about... well before i say may i imply that i do this only to prove that i CAN use weaons.... how about you and me, no disqualifacation in a STEEL KENDO STICK MATCH UP! the rules arwee quite simple, each warrior is equipped with a steel kendo stick, blunted of course and may use it however he/she wishes, you may also use any other form of martial art or wrestling, so it isnt just a sword fight. i want to see what you got kid, but most likely i want to see your heart broken...nothing personal...i just need this belt...
*he finished his hike at the bottom of the mountain*
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 4:45 am
Jesus Walk's plays and Zain walks out, Stopping at the top of the ramp and looking down at the ramp, Thinking about the GWF and how this is his first time in the middle of the ring, He starts to walk down the ramp slowley listening to his theme song as he does, He slides in the ring and the theme fades until it no longer plays, Leaning over the top rope he asks the ring-side staff for a microphone, He takes it from them when they find one..
"I am new to BTWF, and Hope you all don't try to take out the new guy in one single night by teaming up on me or anything, I was just wanting to say I am looking forward to my first match if I have one anything soon, and That I hope the people here are nice and welcome me..
The only person I know here is Pohatu, and I wanted to ask him what faction you were in, I will put some thought into joining it, Not now.. I want to know all the faction's before I just jump and pick one.. Anyway, I was hoping I could fight Pohatu this friday at NeoFighter's?
I think he was the last person to join before me since he left GWF to join it, Which mean's he can't be THAT much more famous then me.. Also Mellisa said she is thinking about joining.. I don't know when but that's what she said..
I went to the nearest movie store, Because I know the employee there and he worship's BTWF, So I borrowed some of the tape's from him and watched them, The matches here are so long and exciting, I wonder why I picked GWF over BTWF.. Probably because I had never heard of BTWF until after I joined GWF, and They made it sound rather unpleasent..
As I had said before I hope to fight Pohatu at NeoFighter's this friday, If he has already passed NeoFighter's and can't fight me, Then I don't care WHO I fight.. I will still win! I will put my all into the match for the fan's here, Even if I have to go to the hospital after it.."
He lowers the microphone and look's around at the crowd, Smiling a bit showing that he isn't lieng about anything he is saying, He loves to wrestle and would really put his life on the line to win a match no matter who he is fighting, He then puts the mic back up to his mouth and begin's to fight again..
"I will try not to make enemies for a while, I don't think that's good for people who just joined.. But if anyone want's to pick a fight with me, I won't back down under any circumstances..
As soon as I pass NeoFighter's, a Title Match will be what I want directly afterwards, I don't care who the title holder is, I just want a title match.. If anyone has a problem with that.. Say so now..
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I guess that's a OK?"
He drops the microphone and looks around at the crowd one last time, Then drops down the mat and rolls out, Jesus Walk's plays again as he walk's up the ramp, He stops at the top and looks back at the ring then the crowd, Smiling really evily then turns around and dissapear's backstage..
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 1:27 pm
Step Up blares through ther arena to the unsuspecting audience. They immidiately cheering as Seraph walks out from the back. He turns his back and flips out his jacket, setting off the wing sparklers. He turns around and walks down the ramp, giving high fives to both sides as he makes his way to the ring. But he doesn't go right into the ring, he goes around to give more high fives. Seraph takes a lap around the ring like so and grabbed a mic on the way. He slid in and stood up, looking over the crowd.
"And how's the people of Barton doing tonight?! Well, well, well well well. Last madness had so much going on, there should have been three refs instead of one. There was soo much interference in the end I'm surprised there was an actual winner. But there was, and Revision has the Small Fry title shot. But I don't really care, cause Irvine and I are going for something with more meaning. The Tag Team Championship. Something that takes a cooperation between the partners to efficiently work together. Anyone can go for the SF, but only a true team can go for the Tag titles. And Twilight and Frost? That's not a team, that's a punishment.
Now let's change the subject. It seems like Shady and Demon are up to no good again. And they decided to bring along someone to get in the way. Wing Dragon. He probably wants some big boys to get rid of his TCON problem. But everything comes at a cost, you just haven't seen it yet. And don't think the beatings from Darson, Irvine and I is going to be the price." The crowd cheered loudly at that statement, hearing the three men's names.
"If you haven't noticed me and Irvine are two tough sons of bitches that just don't stay down that easily! And Darson is strong anytime, and when he gets ganged up on and his girl gets a beating, it's like giving a pyro a flamethrower. Shady K, The Demon, Wing Dragon, you three are going down in flames. And Seraph, Irvine 'The Grand' Kanyon, and Darson Grays is going to take it..." He pauses, looking around the audience that is just cheering.
"to a HIGHER level!!!"
Step Up blares back onto the PA as he exits the ring. Running to the back he gave high fives to the crowd, leaving the audience wild as he exits.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2004 4:35 pm
*The Bartron flickers and shows HBK standing outside of Brian Blade's office*
Victor, my dear boy, you have requested a kendo stick match between the 2 of us for this next Madness. I just got finished talking with the boss man, and that ain't gonna happen.
You see Victor, you think that you deserve a shot at the World Heavyweight Champion. But to get that, to live out your dream, you are going to have to beat me, Max Conners, one-on-one, fair and square.
And so, this Tuesday, we will have easily the most anticipated match in the GoE quailifiers matches. It will be a war Victor, I promise that. But, it will be me coming out on top and not some Jerry Lawler wannabe.
But since I have the attention of the BTWF, I must commend Shady on beating me last week. He put on a great match. I must admit, that I underrated him. But when I get into the GoE, don't be expecting the same kind of treatment Shady.
*Waves hair* Big Daddy, once again, you and I will meet in the main event of one of the BTWF's extraveganza. But this time, there will be a different outcome. This time Max Conners will leave as the World Heavyweight's Champion.
*Signals that he is going to win the belt by running is hands along his wait as the Bartron fades.....to...black*
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