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 Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 6:36 pm
Click Click..... whirrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr The helicopter sounds started up, followed and overtaken by the eerie monotone hum. Strobe light spotlights moved randomly arround the ring before assembling in a line on the ramp leading to the ring "...... Feel the Impact"  The strobes began blinking in time with the "Badum dum, tish, dum dum tisch" of the music and a figure appeared, makeshift black skull mask stapled onto an army helmet to cover his face. His attire was simple; Short sleeve black shirt over a white skintight undershirt. His pants and boots, black and ratty looking, like the black shirt, like he had been rolling around in dirt and gravel in them for years and years and only washed it yesterday. Clutched in one hand was a baseball bat, in the other was a dented and scratched Championship belt... One foreign to SCW. He raised the bat, then the belt, then began walking through the lights in time to the music as the singer began speaking in Japanese. Once the English voice over began, he was at the ring, staring up at it. He dropped the bat and slung the belt over his shoulder. He crouched, leapt, and landed on the ring edge, grabbing the top rope and pulling it to catapult himself into the ring. Rather than landing he tucked and rolled in a somersault, standing and flipping to bounce his feet off the opposite top rope and bounce back into a standing position. In this tumultuous effort, both the belt and helmet fell off and into the ring, just in time for the Violins of his themesong to start playing.  He dropped to one knee, picked up the belt and held it high to a roaring crowd. Setting the belt down he requested a microphone. "..... this thing on? Yes? No? Yes? Is it? It is, oh shi- LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!! BOYS AND GIRLS!!! I am your Sultan of Sadism, Lord of the Hardcore, Master of Disaster.... THE SCAAAAAAARECROOOOOOOOOOOOW!!!" The whole crowd erupted as he looked around, grinning ear to ear "Now... as you know, theres a little tourniment or some crap goin on tonight... A tourniment or some crap that SEEMS- Not does, SEEMS- to be leaving me out!! This tournament leads up to one of the most hardcore things I ever heard of in THE most sadistic structure immaginable, which begs the question..... Who is the Lord of the Hardcore?" The crowd shouts back "YOU!" "Who is the Sultan of Sadism?" Once again, the response is "YOU!" A response that makes The Scarecrow smile "So.... LETS GET ME AN OPPONENT FOR THIS *bleep*ING TOURNAMENT, RIGHT?!"
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Posted: Thu Mar 26, 2009 6:54 pm
Scarecrow put his belt aside and pushed his helmet/mask out of the ring "So, what I'm gonna do is I'm gonna kick around this ring ALL night until our Dear Old General Manager decides to send me out some a** to kick... Unless..." he turned to the ramp "Someone wants to come out and face me on their own.... So I say to you all... lurking in the back, lookin out at The Scarecrow, wonderin what you should do.. I'll tell you what you should do!" He ran up to the ropes and grabbed them, shouting angrily and intensely "COME AND GET ME, LEAST YOU FEAR... THE SCAAAAAAARECROOOOOOOW!!
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 1:58 am
Harli walked out on stage with a mic as he stared blankly at Scarecrow " Just who do you think you are, demanding to be put into a Heavyweight Title, when your just a ******** nobody claiming to be the best when perhaps you are the worst thing to wrestling since Matt Stone." Harli was annoyed just by the look of Scarecrow "The only thing that will be fearing anything will be you, once your a** hits the unemployed line. As far as your wrestling skills go, well it is up to the General Manager whether he puts you into a match or not, but I can say it will never be for the SCW World Championship." Again, Harli was starting to get really pissed off but his facial expression remained calm as he raised the mic again "Scarecrow, I'll tell you now that through out my career in wrestling, there have been only a select few rookies to ever piss me off and your one of them. However the last rookie that pissed me off was a guy named Bo Brawler and I burnt him to death in a wrestling ring, so you better quit while your ahead son because you could be next". Harli dropped the mic and walked to the back
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 3:08 am
harli of the shadows Harli walked out on stage with a mic as he stared blankly at Scarecrow " Just who do you think you are, demanding to be put into a Heavyweight Title, when your just a ******** nobody claiming to be the best when perhaps you are the worst thing to wrestling since Matt Stone." Harli was annoyed just by the look of Scarecrow "The only thing that will be fearing anything will be you, once your a** hits the unemployed line. As far as your wrestling skills go, well it is up to the General Manager whether he puts you into a match or not, but I can say it will never be for the SCW World Championship." Again, Harli was starting to get really pissed off but his facial expression remained calm as he raised the mic again "Scarecrow, I'll tell you now that through out my career in wrestling, there have been only a select few rookies to ever piss me off and your one of them. However the last rookie that pissed me off was a guy named Bo Brawler and I burnt him to death in a wrestling ring, so you better quit while your ahead son because you could be next". Harli dropped the mic and walked to the back Before he left, Charlie smirked "You're right.... My god I have just had a monstrous revelation! Thank you, man with a womans name!! You see, I understand it now! I understand that you're all pissy about your oh so close to call match with Matt Stone and your free ride into the tournament, Good job proving YOUR self in that match, by the way.... And I think I should do something like that, I'm just saying 'you're right,' then again... I'm not good at saying things..." He picked up his baseball bat and held it over his shoulder "... But my friend here, Louie Slugger, he's a VERY eloquent speaker.... Why don't you come over here and talk to him... Instead of coming out here and talking big just to stay at the entrance and tiptoe through the tulips to the back!!" at that he threw down the mic and stepped back over to the ropes, taunting Harli to get back in the ring.
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 5:23 am
Just then I'm Broken hit the PA, as Draze came out, to a huge roar from the crowd. He had a mic in hand, and began to speak. "Okay, Scare Crow! Listen you will be entered in as soon as you have an opponent! But! if you don't stop complaining, I'll rethink letting you enter! Got it!?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 2:32 pm
Harli stormed back out on stage, his face was filled with rage. Harli then ran down to the ring attempting a running big boot
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Posted: Fri Mar 27, 2009 2:45 pm
He smirked at the news and watched the enraged Harli come at him. Before dropping the mic, he said "You got a DEAL, bro!" with that he threw the mic down and rolled under the big boot, grabbing his ankle as he did to trip him up. He would then pull back to attempt a half crab
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 1:24 am
Harli tunred himself over before he could attempt the half crab
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 3:54 pm
then chris jerich0 song start playing it was jason williams the new superstar he came and said i want to be apart of the tournament
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Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2009 3:59 pm
((Akil, I've already told you twice, that you have to wait for a match! The tournament is already underway!))
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Posted: Mon Mar 30, 2009 12:39 am
(Geez, Draze, you gotta becareful of who you let in here xd )
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Posted: Wed Apr 01, 2009 5:30 pm
Charlie, still standing, began aiming stomps at the still rising Harli "Don't you KNOW who I AM?!" he began spelling his name with each stomp
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Posted: Fri Apr 03, 2009 2:50 am
Harli out of the ring before the stomps connected
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Posted: Sat Apr 04, 2009 6:30 am
Charlie looked out of the ring and began Taunting harli, mocking his accent. "C'mon mate!! Git me loike a Crockadyle!! CRIKEY!!" He would then pull himself over the ropes, then stand ontop of the ropes, then attempt a moonsault springboard to harli on the outside
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Posted: Sun Apr 05, 2009 5:32 am
((It's time to end this!))
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