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Insanity Episode 88; Westpac Center; Christchurch, New Zea.
Topic Started: Apr 15 2006, 11:30 PM (468 Views)
Vegeta
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PWA presents Insanity Episode Eighty Eight
Live from Westpac Center; Christchurch, New Zealand
Here is tonight's card:

World Title Match
Showtime vs. Mark Hayden

Three Hours of Power - Quarter Final
P.Y vs. Hajjhowe

Television Title Match
Sean Blake © vs. Phonie Homie

Three Hours of Power - Quarter Final
ALX vs. Tommy Dragon

European Title Match
Vegeta © vs. Kyle Dunham

Three Hours of Power - Quarter Final
Deception vs. Xstatic

#1 Contenders Match for European Title
Piccie Smalls vs. Matt McKenzie vs Krazy Kid

Three Hours of Power - Quarter Final
Julio Guerrera vs. Kevin Storm

#1 Contenders Match for European Title
Alex "The Dragon" G vs. Nathan Hardy vs Chase Haifen

Jigsaw vs. Shawn Sykk

Dual Millennium vs. P2K/???

Frank Evans vs. Bobby Guyzacks

Lia Doomas vs. The Dean Machine

Jamal "Afro" Thunder vs. Jason Spence

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Alex LeBlanc
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-The scene opens to a pre-recorded clip, taped just days before while on a break from the Worldwide tour that PWA has decided to embark upon. The camera focuses upon rolling waves, a bustling pier full of movement and excitement, and sunshine that glistens upon the side of the buildings and upon the paved roads of the picturesque essence of an ocean-side community.The camera begins to move, beginning to creep forward, making its way toward the beach front buildings, and solidifying its gaze upon the facade of what is seemingly a gym. Slowly entering, the viewers are exposed to the sights and sounds of fighters working at their craft, honing their skills. Fighters unloading away upon heavy bags, others lifting weights and the few, more old fashioned gladiators jumping rope in a corner. In the middle of the gym, there is a ring, the white ropes hanging limply above the apron on the sides of the ring. Standing in the ring, in a pair of shorts and sleevless Underarmour, is none other than ALX. He's leaning over the top rope, looking down at the ground before becoming aware of the camera and looking up at it, the camera zooming in and focusing upon him, cutting off all imagery of anybody else around him as the young phenom begins to speak.-

ALX: Well here we are again, back to the scene of so many memorable moments, back to the scene of so many important moments in the formation, the structure of what has becoming the man you people know and adore as ALX. This place is the cornerstone, the base for all that came after it. It was summers spent here in this very gym, in Huntington Beach, California, that allowed me to evolve, to elevate my status and become a momumental figure in this industry, this business...

-ALX smirks a bit, looking directly into the camera, before speaking once more nonchalantly.-

Yeah, it's safe to say that people know me. I'm kind of a big deal...

-Chuckling to himself, the youngster brushes the hair out of his eyes, his gaze slowly turning a bit more introspective, a slower tone to his speech following.-

All jokes aside, it was here that I began my path to my eventual destiny, what would become my predetermined greatness. It was in this very ring that I took my first steps in becoming the very best this business had to offer. This town may not have bore me, but it bore my dreams, my aspirations and the inspiration that led me to this point...

However, in life, there comes a time, when your roots, where you came from, and what you're about, calls to you. You can try to get away from it, you can try to avoid it, but you can't escape what you really are, who you are. For the longest time, I escaped the reality of the situation. I fled this town and I stayed away. I stayed in Detroit, I lost myself in my passion, my craft....

Now however, I see myself standing before you with regrets, things that I could have done differently, things that I would have changed. The past is the past, but the future, it sneaks up on you and it comes unforgiving....

In a month's time, I'll be the father to a baby girl. I'll be responsible for the life of another and be responsible for their well-being. I sit here and I look around and I look at my situation and I realize that for all I have right now, it just won't cut it...


-ALX looks down a bit, before looking up.-

I sit and I ponder just how different things can become, what I have acheived and I smile at my accomplishments, but I sit at the same time and I can't help but feel like I've stepped away from what has gotten me to this point. I've forgotten what's gotten me here. I've forgotten what's made me. In a way, the impending birth of my child has awoken me in a way that needed to be done...

It opened my eyes to the fact that recently, I hadn't wanted it as bad, I slipped, I had fallen off just a bit. Now...now I have more reason than not to become the very best that this industry has to offer. Now...I've come home with one purpose, one goal, one desire...and that's to get myself that World title shot by winning the Three Hours of Power...


-ALX looks intensely into the camera, with a fire that hasn't been seen in ages.-

Which brings me to this upcoming week...

-ALX shifts his weight a bit, leaning over the top rope just a bit more, peering into the camera like he knows something we don't.-

This week, I face the incomprable Tommy Dragon, the favourite to win the whole thing, the pre-tournament consensus choice amongst the boys in the back and the men in the suits to be the man who carries this company on his shoulders...

Well Tommy, you see, I've got a problem with that...

For months, I've worked my ass off for this spot. For months I've worked my ass off for this opportunity. For years I've waited for something like this to come along and neither you, nor anybody else will stop me...


-The camera comes ever so much closer, the eyes of the phenom narrowing down and looking fiercely into all the viewers watching at home.-

However Tommy, I give you more credit than you realize. I realize that you, are a thinking man's champion. I realized that in order to beat you, I had to learn how to defeat you...

-The youngster shrugs, almost playing it off nonchalantly-

And to defeat you, Tommy, I had to scour through your past. I had to dig up your past endeavours. Finally after searching far and wide, I found the one man who had the key to my victory, the key to my destiny...

-The camera that up till now has been focused on ALX entirely the whole time, now zooms out, to reveal another figure standing beside him now, the figure, much to our surprise, being none other than that of the PWA's Personal Jesus, Sean Blake.-

That man, Tommy, was Sean Blake...

Now many of you seem surprised. Why would I come to the man whom was my most ardent enemy just a few weeks ago? Why would I work together with such a bitter rival?

The truth is people, Sean is just like me. He has a passion, he has a fervor for this industry. He wants to succeed just as bad as I do. The fire burns within both of us to become the very best in this business. Through a rivalry, a respect form, from respect, an appreciation. Through that appreciation, a friendship...

Together, we're dead set on becoming the top of the food chain here in PWA...

You'll be seeing a lot more of us in the future....

As for Tommy Dragon...


-ALX stares harshly into the camera, Blake standing beside him, arms crossed over his chest.-

...Come prepared.
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Steele
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During a brief intermission, the POJOtron fades to black and the crowd, used to this, pay little to no attention to it at first. When suddenly for a brief second, something appears, and only those who happened to be staring at the empty monitor got a glimpse of the image shown...

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"It All Begins Again... Soon!"

Jonny and Donny didn't even catch a glimpse of what just happened, as no one makes a mention of it. A small buzz starts to go through the crowd as people discuss what they've just seen, but that quickly diminishes as the next matchup gets ready to start up.
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I Will Never Quit
My Greatest Battle Has Just Begun
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Xstatic
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The scene opens up to reveal Xstatic solemnly sitting by himself in the Pojo Alliance locker room. He turns towards the camera to speak out.

Xstatic: This is a public message with its main target being the one and only Matt Blaze. Isn’t that lucky for us, eh? If there were any more in the world suicide rates would be up higher then those of a community of lemmings who live on a cliff. You hear me, Blaze? I’m ripping you to shreds here and you cannot stop me. Hell, you can’t even find me; the reason for that being because I am in hiding right now. Don’t you dare think for a second that I’m running scared of you though mate. Nah, I’m holed up in parts unknown because of the overexcited fans that follow me around like some kind of omnipotent being ever since I caved your head in last week. Believe it or not, not everybody respects you, Matthew. Some straight out hate you even more then I do. Those that feel such brimming animosity towards your good self are my fan base and it is growing in strength by every passing day. No, scratch that. My fan base is growing strength by every passing second. It has come to the point where I get mobbed by folks in the street. The strangest thing is that all of them seem to be chanting “Boo-urns!” every time I leave the house… must be some kind of holy ritual or something. When we faced at Massacre I was feeling a little bit under the weather and that is what led to you stealing my gold. When we faced last week I was on top of the world like weather and that is why I beat you. Wrestling is not just about who has more skill and a flashier arsenal of manoeuvres. Tactics also come into play a hefty deal. Do you think that I wasn’t planning to lay you out the whole time? You saw how angry I was with you. You knew deep down inside that I had something up my sleeve but you didn’t bother to prepare yourself for the eventuality of my victory. You grew cocky, Matt Blaze. After reclaiming the Cruiserweight Championship from me getting a defence against Krazy Kid, who I personally know to not yet be in either of our leagues, you began to feel that nothing could hold you down. All it took was two fucking matches to send you on an ego-trip and that trip led to your comeuppance. I’ll see you around, Matthew.

The scene fades out just moments after his final words.
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Tom Tyco
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Interview Session With Cole. Tom stands in a grey business suit made with fine farbics with a red tie; Cole in a dark polo shirt with the PWA insignia in green amid left breast and black jeans pants and shoes.

Cole: Welcome once again to the interview session. I am here with the NEW number one contender for PWA's top prize, the World Title. Oh course my verbal opponent today is none other than Mr. Tom Turner Tyco, TTT if you will.

Tom: My friends called me Triple T; you can call me Mr. Tyco.

Cole: O ... k... Tripl ... I mean Mr. Tyco. It seems you and Vegeta have made the agreement. Your spot in the Three Hours of Power for a chance at the champion himself, Showtime. Not much hype has been built up about this, what's up?

Tom: Does hype need to be built? I mean come on. I'm going for the title, plain and simple. No one is going to stop me, it's set in stone. Although, if you REALLY want this so called "hype," be patient. I have a little something planned for ole Showtime in coming weeks. Let's just say, there's going to be a couple of BIG surprises involved and with purpose.

Cole: I see ... so there is a rumor going about the lockerroom that there was more to this deal with Vegeta than planned. Can you clarify these rumors for us right now?

Tom: Uh ... what rumors? What are you talking about? Oh wait, the ones I've chose to ignore. Yes. People Instant Message and e-mail me all the time asking "Was that all there was to the deal? It seems a little less fair on Vegeta's part." Blah blah blah. I can't help it that's how it turned out. He and Hajj had a controversial finish and being the nice guy I am, I gave Mr. Bravo ... erm Vegeta my spot and being the nice guy he was ... he gave me a title shot for it. What is there to explain?

Cole: So the rumors can be put to rest?

Tom: Believe whatever you want to believe. I guess you'll know in time; granted it may be a long time because some people can't let go of a rumor.

Cole: Ok. Well tonight, it seems you have no match. I am not exactly sure why; could it be that Pic's victory over you last week sent you into a little "match hiatus?"

Tom: Pic's victory over me last week was a mere fluke. Hell, I talked to my psychic about this ... yes I have a psychic ... and she said the "God's" or whatever gave him a three to two to zero victory; whatever that means. Mr. Tyco was obviously to the. It was his night, and I admit the two of us were not exactly on our prime as wasn't Deception especially. I can assure it will not happen again. As for this "hiatus" ... how dare you even emply that I'm afraid or embarrassed Cole.

Cole: I didn't emply ...

Tom: You were thinking it! Don't lie.

Cole: Maybe I was, maybe I wasn't. Only time will tell with this rumor ...

Tom: Ok smartass. I give Pic his props. He was the better man. Just don't go around telling anyone I'm out tonight because I can't handle another loss. Vegeta gave me the night off if you really much know, to rest up. I've had plenty of hard fought battles since my return, I deserve a little something.

Cole: Fair enough. Any last words Pick? I mean Tom?

Tom: Please refrain from calling me "Pick" again. That was a shadow of my former self I wish not to relive except on my own terms. Anyways, I do have last words. Showtime; in the past we've had blockbuster battles. Show stoppers in fact. You won one, I won one. Fact of the matter is, come Three Hours of Powers, we headline. This is the ultimate tie-breaker. Loser not only leaves without the sport's top prize, but as falls one notch down in our battle. Being the gent I am, I will warn you ahead of time; I will do ANYTHING to gain the PWA World Title. You just wait, I have so much planned for you, you'll just LOVE it! Now live with that, PICO!!!

Tom abruptly strides out of view, leaving Cole with the microphone in place to make the weird faces most interviewers do to kill time.
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Kyle
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SCENE ONE: Kyle Arrives To New Zealand

Immediately after getting off the plane that brought Kyle to the island of New Zealand, Kyle knew that he would be in for a bad day. He walked through the tunnel that lead to the inside of the airport, and he felt the heat smack him in the face like a wave of water.

Kyle: Oh my God...

Kyle hated the heat, and decided to take off his hoodie; like it would matter much. So Kyle picked up his bags, and continued to walk through the airport. He walked over to the McDonalds, because that was the only restaraunt they had.

Kyle: Uh... hello... can I get a Chicken Salad, with extra ranch dressing, and a medium Coke?

The cashier looked as if she didn't even know what a chicken salad was. Kyle looked up at the menu, and they still had the McPizza.

Kyle: WOW...

Kyle then left and decided to wait outside for his driver to arrive. It was almost as hot outside, as it was inside the airport. Kyle noticed how much cleaner it seemed outside; because the airport had no no smoking signs anywhere. So he sat down on a bench beside a bunch of children who were screaming at their mother.

Child: WHY DIDN'T YOU GET ME THAT TOY MOMMY?!!

Mom: Because I didn't have enough, Jimmy... I'm sorry...

Child: Get me one next time!

Other Child: Shut up! I didn't even get anything! At least you got a....

Kyle: SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!!!

The children instantly shut up, and Kyle continued to look stiff and annoyed. The mother did look happy that Kyle yelled at them though. Finally a New Zealand transport service car arrived, and Kyle got in. Finally he was away from the hot airport, but now he was in a car that was as hot as a furnace. After about twenty minutes, Kyle was down to a wifebeater tanktop, and his bball shorts that he was wearing under a pair of warm up pants.

Kyle: Don't you have an AC?

The driver didn't seem to understand English, so Kyle gave up. Finally after an hour, they arrived to the Westpac Center, and Kyle started to run inside to get some cool air. New Zealand was nothing like Ohio. Finally he got inside, and got some cool air to his body. He threw back on his KENTA shirt, but left his warm ups alone. He seemed comfortable in the shorts. So he walked to the auditorium where the cards were put up. He opened the door and saw Chase Haifen and The Suicidal Saint huddled around the message board, where the cards were posted. He hopped up onto the stage and pushed through Haifen and Sui Sai. He saw a pic of himself and the owner himself, Vegeta.

Sui Sai: Dude you're facing Vegeta?! Dude you're fucked out there! And I'm not talking literally like ZeXX or anything.

Chase: Bro... are you sure you goona face him?

Kyle: Why wouldn't I face him Chase?

Chase: He's Vegeta dude!!

Kyle: So...? Dude, I used to like Dragon Ball Z in like 7th grade. Sure, it was a cool show, but come on, I'm not going to be afraid of some kid who named himself after a character with an attitude problem. Although Vegeta was my favorite, haha.

Sui Sai: It doesn't matter what his name is! Have you ever been in the ring with him?!

Kyle: Have you?

Sui Sai: Uh.... well... uh...

Kyle: And have you Chase?

Chase: Well... no...

Kyle: And that's that. Sai, you have never been in a match with the likes of me.

Chase and Sai: Yeah we have!

Kyle: Have either of you ever wrestled me in a... well... WRESTLING match?

Chase and Sai: Well... no...

Kyle: Guys... here's my point... because I know you will never figure it out. I am not a hardcore wrestler. I am a wrestler. And the greatest wrestler as well. It doesn't matter that I'm going against Vegeta. What is his finisher? The Vegeta's Edge right? Haha, don't even get me started on a move that is somehow associated with Scott fucking Hall. And the rest of his moves? Almost all of them are Eddie's. Now don't get me wrong, he was a great wrestler... a legendary wrestler... and his death was a big loss... but he never stepped into the ring with the MSW.

Chase: How could you say something like that?

Kyle: Haha, because I can back it up, me boy! And no I'm not trying to sound English. Anyways, you two have wasted my time. See ya.

Kyle patted Chase and Sai on the shoulder, hopped off the stage, and left the auditorium. When he was completely out of reach, he said...

Kyle: I'm facing Vegeta?!!

SCENE TWO: Kyle shoots on Vegeta

Kyle was walking down the halls when someone ran up to him.

Stage Manager: KYLE! You have 5 minutes until TV!! Where have you been?!!

Kyle: I was just getting a Pepsi.... what?

The stage manager then grabbed Kyle by the arm, and they began to run down the halls as bystanders watched. They then turned a corner, and threw a door open. The stage manager then pushed him into the room, and went over to a TV crew.

Kyle: Uh... guys... I just fucking got here!!

Stage Manager: We know, but we need to do this early! We are going to make a huge package advertising the Global Tour! So come on! Just start ripping on Vegeta!!

Kyle thought ripping on anyone would be easy, but Kyle had no time to think. He was in a dark room with a single light hanging above his head. The mic hanging above him was annoying, why couldn't he just cut a promo in the ring?!

Kyle: April 22, 2006... Insanity 88... tonight I face the Icon in sport's entertainment... a man who built PWA from the ground up, and a man who revolutionized the sport.... Now sure... I have had a great experience here in Pojo... I've beaten many... and I've also had a share of losses. But tonight when I step into the ring with you Vegeta, I will not lose. I will hang the European Championship high above my head... and you will go back to your office empty handed. Tonight is the day of reckoning for you, Vegeta, and I am the one to make sure it happens. What can you possibly do that is anything better than what I can do? I'm really worried about that Vegeta's Edge. I'm just shaking about it, Vegeta! What am I going to do?!?! Haha, don't make me laugh. I have about 5 reversals for that move. Are you going to go Super Sayin against me Vegeta? Or how about Majin?! Are you going to hit me with a Big Bang Attack?! Come on... don't make me laugh. I'm probably not the first one to rip on you about your name, but I can tell you I won't be the last. Listen, you cannot beat me in the ring. Whatever move you can do, I can change it into a move of my own. You have never felt the wrath of the Busaiku Kick... or the Ten Demandments... and you know... I just got word that you recently disobeyed the Ten Demandments... so ha... the Messiah will be out to get you. Vegeta you are going to be bruised and bloodied so badly after I'm done with you, that you are going to want to retire. There is no move like the Ten Demandments... and trust me... I have WAY more submissions I can pull off... and I can hit them from anywhere... So Vegeta... know this... you are a one man gang in this match... and you are going against an entire army.

Kyle: Now let's talk about my future... I will celebrate with this New Zealand crowd with the European Championship around my waist... and while that's all great and dandy... I have to tell you... I am "reaching" for something even larger. They say there is a mountain in this buisness... a mountain so tall... and a mountain inhabited with all the wrestlers. Right now I'm at the middle... and when I when that title, I will go up a few feet... but you know... that's not how far I want to go... I can go all the way to the top and more... When I get to the top, they will need a new mountain for me! Because the gap between the best and second best will be so large that it isn't even funny. While the rest will be struggling to climb Everest... I will be at the top of Olympus Mons. And I know a lot of you have no clue what that is, so I suggest looking it up on Google. So that's my goal... no... that's my destiny... when there's a gospel... there's hope... but in my gospel... there's only destiny... and THAT... that is my destiny. Vegeta... it's an honor facing you in a match... but when we step into the ring again... you will be saying that to me. Now let's go put on a good show...

Kyle then looks away from the camera, and leaves the room which is filled with a stunned crew.

Stage Manager: Guys... I don't think he was acting....
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::Kyle Dunham::
Status: Returning
Face/Heel: Tweener
Hometown: Medina, Ohio
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 210 Pounds


Finishers:
Dunham Driver
Gaara Stretch
Wrestling Style: Striker, Lucharesu


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Currently Holding:
Held:


Overall Record: (Wins | Loss | Draw Or DQ)
0-0-0


In The Way Of Greatness:


Proved To Be A Worthy Opponent:
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Chase Haifen
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Narrator: The Rage is coming, Chase Haifen – The Rage.

[::Heavy Metal Guitar solo’s play throughout the background at random shots of Chase Haifen fighting in various Hardcore Matches, Power Bombing ZeXX through a table, Haifen delivering the Half Nelson/Half German Suplex manovuere to Tommy Dragon and finishes on a shot of Chase Haifen winning the Hardcore title at Massacre::]

Narrator: The indestructible Rage that is Chase Haifen, is here!

[::Promo End::]
Wins | Looses | Draws: 22 | 16 | 0

PWA Hardcore Champion (x4)
SWF Television Champion (x1)
EWA International Champion (x1)
LWA Intercontinental Champion (x1)
FWF United States Champion (x1)
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Xstatic
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(OOC: I read Kyle's promo and thought I'd make one similar for Xstatic)

The scene is black as bold text appears from nowhere.

- Xstatic Arrives In New Zealand -

After stepping out of the rickety old tugboat that is used to transports the Pojo Wrestling Alliance’s lesser athletes, Xstatic knew that he would be in for a bad day. The fact that he had no drugs to smoke and has left his best porn magazines at home only makes it worse. As he makes his way through the musty docks, he feels a fist lands across the side of his head bringing him down to the ground. The hand belongs to a poor sailor who proceeds to swiftly rob a fallen “Live Wire” of his entire luggage and even his clothes… including his boxer shorts for no real reason. He then runs off sniffing X’s underpants revealing him to be highly perverted. When X comes to, he attempts to cover up his modesty. However, he has to use both hands because his modesty is not too modesty at all really. Now he is hit by the heat baking his body.

Xstatic: Oh, for fucks sake…

Suddenly, Frank Evans appears out of nowhere to save the day. He looks down upon Xstatic as he takes off his hooded top to hand to the Englishman.

Frank Evans: You… umm… looks… like… you… umm… needs… this.

The “Live Wire” puts of the top as he replies to Evans.

Xstatic: Stop acting like you haven’t seen a naked mans body before.

Frank Evans: I… umm… have… seen… many… naked… umm… men.

Xstatic: Then cut the shit and speak normally.

Frank: I… umm…. always… speak… umm… like… this.

Xstatic: Shit, sorry man. I forgot you are like Ace in the Super Special Wrestlers in Training programme.

Frank: Yes… umm… I… best… in… Umm… class.

Xstatic: You sure are. Now, if you’ll excuse me I have urgent matters to attend to; like how to find myself some new clothes. Wait a second… this is New Zealand. People don’t wear clothes here!

X throws off the hooded top to a permanently bewildered Frank before rising to his feet proudly. A swiftly erected pixel block covers his penis and oddly, his nipples.

Xstatic: Now I have some sightseeing to attend to.

Frank Evans: Can… umm… I… come?

Xstatic: NO, MOTHERFUCKER, NO!

Frank Evans then receives a stinging blow to the face courtesy of Xstatic’s left hand. It fails to bring the big man down. The Englander appears frightened as he desperately calls out to the big man.

Xstatic: LOOK OVER THERE!

Without being given a reason to do so, Evans looks away to see what is over there. In the meantime the “Live Wire” runs off into the distance. The scene fades out.

- 4 hours later -

The scene reopens to show X still running as fast as his legs will take him. He’d have stopped an hour ago if he thought that he was safe from Frank stealing away his ass virginity. He eventually ends up outside the airport, which he runs into passing Kyle Dunham along the way. He calls Dunham a fucking faggot and keeps on running.

Xstatic: All this running from rapists sure does make me thirsty.

A tourist overhears him and stops him in his tracks by responding.

Tourist: You should check out McDonalds then. It’s the perfect place to refresh yourself if being chased by sex abusers.

Xstatic: What the fuck? You mean that place where children eat, drink and piss in the ball pool of the play area?

Tourist: I sure do. Michael Jackson is in town, so it’s a little bit busy.

Xstatic: GOD DAMN IT! I HAVE GONE SO LONG WITHOUT HEARING A TIRED JACKSON JOKE AND YOU RUIN ALL THAT!

Xstatic flicks out his right leg to super kick the tourist knocking him to the floor in an unconscious slump.

Xstatic: Motherfucking bastard. Not everybody’s a fucking comedian, you know.

The English grapplers then heads in the direction of a packed to the brim McDonalds. It’s filled with children and their ear piercing screams. He pushes his way through the queue screaming that he has cancer and might not live long enough to order a Big Mac if those in the line don’t let him pass. When he reaches the from the speaks to the female cashier.

Xstatic: Do you people still do dead baby sandwiches?

The cashier looks at the “Live Wire” blankly before nodding her head at the sign above her stating that they don’t serve dead babies past 10am.

Xstatic: For fucks sake… now what should I get? Hmm…

The Briton looks up at the order board and he spots a heavily appetising McJizm Burger.

Xstatic: WOW…

Xstatic cannot conceal his excitement at the prospect of eating a McJizm Burger and develops a huge boner that causes the pixel block surrounding his genitals to grow by two sizes.

Xstatic: Shit… I’m so sorry.

The cashier finally speaks.

Cashier: It’s fine. Seeing as though the natives here don’t wear clothes we’ve all seen an erect penis before… but not a white mans’.

Xstatic: Ah, you impressed?

Cashier: No, it’s everything I expected of a white mans’ penis.

Xstatic: FOR FUCKS SAKE!

X suddenly reaches over the counter to deliver a right hook to the female cashier who drops to the ground crying.

Xstatic: YOU SEE THAT? I’LL KILL ALL YOU MOTHERFUCKERS! I'M SO FUCKING GREAT THAT EDDIE GUERRERO DECIDED HE WASN'T GOING TO SHOW UP AFTER I CHALLENGED HIM TO A FIGHT LAST WEEK! I CAN ALSO BACK UP THAT HE NO-SHOWED ME WITH PROOF!

Somebody calls out that he's dead.

Xstatic: HE'LL DO ANYTHING TO AVOID ME!

The scene fades out to reveal some bold text on a black background.

- This is why Xstatic is not usually allowed outside -
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Xstatic
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- Xstatic shoots on Deception -

The scene opens to show Xstatic speaking into the camera before him.

Xstatic: When I bought myself a calendar I did not expect the 22nd of April to turn up this year… but by some odd fluke it did. By another odd fluke 88 follows 87 making Insanity to be the 88th… I see correlation there. Tonight I am not facing a man who built the PWA ground up… he did not have the psychical to build arena around the world for us to fight in. However, he did revolutionise the sport… well he did to the same extent as Vegeta. I have had great experience in Pojo… all those days of reading Poke Môn magazines and wishing that one day I could be a great trainer like Ash… but one cold morning last year I found out that Poke Môn is not real. To take out my anger, I shall step inside that bear pit they call the squared circle… you are Balu and I’m a grizzly bear Deception. Losing is not an option for me… it is a choice when the money is right. I shall hold my arms up to embrace victory… but in fact my hands will still be empty. I don’t masturbate anymore and I hold no championship gold to boot. Tonight is the day of reckoning for you Deception… unlike that game our bout shall at least have some entertainment value. What can you possibly do better then me? Really, tell me. I won’t use what you tell me to form a tactic or anything… or will I? Mwahahaha! Don’t make laugh. Mwahahaha! I’m really worried about your superior strength and determination Deception! I’m quaking in my boots regarding the fact that you are a better wrestler then me! I have five moves to use at my disposal Deception… are you going to use your impeccable talent to stop those five moves? I think not. Don’t make me laugh. Mwahahaha! I am going to bloody and bruise you worse then the last person I bruised and bloodied in the PWA… Frank Evans. You see, if I can take out Evans then you really think you’re gonna stop me? You are one man Deception… and I am the navy! I’ll sink your single battleship with my long torpedo Deception! Then you’ll go down! Now, lets talk about my future. I will have the New Zealand fans chant my name as I pick up the one, two, three over you… and while that’s all fine and dandy… I’ll have to tell you… I am reaching for something far bigger… and the bigger thing is not my penis… oh no… it is Mr. “I take shots off men” P.Y. Right now, the PWA is the air… and like the air you can go up very high. Currently, I am flying up around mount Everest… beating you down Deception, will bring me towards the Ozone layer. After becoming champion and fulfilling my destiny… I will punch through the Ozone layer burning the earth to a crisp… that is my power… then there will have to be a new world built just for me! We are in Christchurch Deception... and... I AM CHRIST! THIS ARENA IS CHURCH AND YOU SHALL KNEEL BEFORE ME!

Xstatic looks away from the camera and leaves the room. Booming organs begin to sound and make the scene very ominous. The cameraman can be heard to shout out.

Cameraman: BAH GAWD! HE’S GONNA KILL US ALL!

Everybody in the world cries out "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

The scene fades out as Kyle Dunham appears onscreen screaming about how Xstatic stole his lines.
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::: As many eyes now gaze over an empty ring, vacant of the previous competitors who battled towards victory, a somewhat eerie feeling blankets every New Zealander in attendance. What is scheduled next is totally beyond them, but with the unknown comes a strange feeling aided by the sudden drop in brightness. The arena lights switch to a red radiance which envelopes everything in its tracks, as “Juggernaut” by Clutch hits the P.A. at a ludicrous volume. :::

I … AM … ETERNAL

::: Before the song can actually reach any lyrics, two bodies are quick to pass through the curtain. And not just any two people either. With a microphone clutched in his right hand, David Cordell leads his client P.Y onto the stage with a rather sinister look about his face. The buzz from the crowd continues to circle the arena seeing how this segment could explain many unanswered questions. Still, amidst the electric atmosphere, they keep their ears open to whatever Dave has to say as the towering figure of P.Y stands like a statue, vacant expression and all. :::

::: DAVE CORDELL :::
Let me just get one thing clear with you people - I’m not simply out here to fulfil your greedy needs. As much as you want answers to questions, I want to get a few things off of my own and my client’s chest; issues which have been tearing at our souls for many a month. Every single problem, predicament, dilemma, anguish, torment … hell, any mental issue that this man has experienced – in truth every fucking day that he continues to wake up – is forever plagued by the events that unfolded on that cold January night. I … I don’t think I even have the courage to utter the words of that event without causing some sort of mental scarring inside this man’s mind. There’s enough of that done already. All footage of that incident have been removed, deleted, burned and eradicated by any means possible, for the safety of P.Y and yourselves. I’m not worried as to how you feel about what happened, but more so how this man could potentially react if he was ever to see it again. The bottom line is we know what happened, and that will stay in the past, but when anyone ever explores the other W’s there always seems to be a giant gap. A void of mysticism veiled by the PWA. As this man lay dying in a hospital bed with his hard earned money being washed down the drain, this company did fuck all to lend a hand. No medical expenses, no support, not a thing. The only person who even stood by his side in support was me, David Cordell, the only man in the world who has ever showed this man an ounce of respect for what he was doing, what he does and what he has done. And isn’t that sad? Just … 1 person out of 6 and a half billion turned up by his bedside to wish him well, hope for a speedy recovery? But in the end, it was enough. He laid there never wanting to look back at this company or wrestling ever again, but I was all he needed to rekindle the passion by reminding him of a few simple words that would make him rethink – “What doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger”.


::: The reaction is rather quite, especially seeing how this is quite a lot for the audience to apprehend. For a while they have wanted to know more details about the English Monster and he road to recovery, but now it was lodged into their brains the former feelings seemed to transform. :::

::: DAVE CORDELL :::
But you know something? I wasn’t exactly surprised that I was in fact the only person to show up at that hospital. There was and forever will be no other superstar in this locker room with a heart of pure gold when everyone criticises every aspect that makes P.Y who he is. His attitude. His slyness. His devious mentality. Everybody has a problem with him back there, but the majority of people do the right thing and keep it to themselves, maybe one worse, muttering a few snide remarks to another. But there’s always one, a person who doesn’t just cross the line but runs a good mile past it. What many fail to realise in life is that if you’ve got a problem, if something is scaring you or making you feel rather uneasy, then you need to deal with it face to face, not simply hide behind a catalyst that does the job for you. But we learn from our mistakes … right Vegeta?


::: If before was silent, then now is like a vacuum with the volume being so low you could hear a pin drop. If not mistaken, Cordell is obviously accusing Vegeta of being the man behind the gun, where his facts originate from remain a mystery. But he’s bound to explains sooner or later. :::

::: DAVE CORDELL :::
Yeah … that’s right, your precious, crowd loving and picture perfect owner Vegeta was the man behind that gun. And you wondered why a man who is fresh from a bullet wound is forever sticking his nose in your business, Vegeta? Hah, as if it isn’t obvious enough already. Every time I’ve seen you run your mouth about how P.Y is simply a stepping stone on your quest for gold, the façade begins to crack, and don’t you dare deny it. Just look back a number of months ago if you need any proof, people. He didn’t know what this man had in store for the company and in an act of anxiety he decided to erase his worries by taking the one fear factor out of sight – by shooting him. He has the power to make grand decisions, but when something didn’t stay in line he had to be fast to “put him in place”, ain’t that right, ‘boss’? There is no denying that such events are the truth as this footage can back me up … so roll the tape.


::: Upon the PojoTron, a piece of archived footage, from PojoCade IV is shown on screen. The former wealthy P.Y is shown inside his limo, uttering a few words to the boss down his cell phone when suddenly, the owner flips - :::

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::: VEGETA :::
Alright, that’s it! I’ve had enough of this crap, P.Y! I’ll let these guys in, but all this bullshit you claim I’m pulling? Utter crap in itself, but … if that’s how you want to play, P.Y, then you know I don’t back away from anything. I hope you’re pretty hungry, cause you’ll be eating those words the minute you get put back in place. I’m hoping Bman can save me the trouble by beating your ass tonight but one thing you need to remember - You will get what’s coming to you. Mark my words. Whether it’s me, Bman, or anyone else in the PWA, you truly will get what is coming your way.


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::: Now it seems to all make sense. The crowd are in awe, but so too are they eating everything that Cordell is serving them. Now inside the ring with the English Monster, Cordell continues to talk. :::

::: DAVE CORDELL :::
So people … do you need any more proof? I think not. I, David Cordell, can safely say that the man behind that weapon, who tried to end the life of this poor defenceless being called P.Y, was none other than –


::: The second that “In The End” by Linkin Park hits the arena, the crowd jump on their feet cheering like mad. Or the majority do. Those who have absorbed every word Dave has mentioned remain seated and disgusted by his actions. But of course he didn’t do it … did he? :::

::: VEGETA :::
Woah there! Dave, I’ve continued to dwell on whether letting you into the PWA was a good idea, but after you come out here and use your time to start this bullshit propaganda as to how I shot P.Y? Well, now I’m certain that it WAS a mistake!

::: DAVE CORDELL :::
What was a mistake? Pulling the trigger? Hiding behind the truth? I don’t know what you mean, please … do elaborate.


::: The New Zealand crowd really are confused by everything that is going, not knowing whether to cheer Cordell, cheer Vegeta or just listen to what is being said. :::

::: VEGETA :::
And here we go again! Look, as much as I hate everything about that man behind you, there is no way in hell that I would go about trying to … kill someone just because I hate him.

::: DAVE CORDELL :::
But was it because you hated him? Or was it simply because you were scared of him, Vegeta? And don’t even think of trying to bluff your way out of this one, you piece of shit. The reason you took to the rafters, rifle in hand, is because you finally got word as to what P.Y was up to behind the scenes. He made it perfectly clear to you that he was planning something, I remember it well, but you didn’t find out until PojoCade that he was in fact using the money he earned to buy shares in the company. With the amount in his pocket, he had already brought out the shares of many part-owners who once owned a large quantity, and it was only a matter of time until he would have possessed such a number that you would have been in such a position to hand ownership over to this man right here. But you didn’t want that. Could you imagine that? P.Y, owner of the PWA? To you, that would have been the equivalent of someone pissing over the dream you had created out of nothing, and pent up on so much anger, you knew the only way to stop this from happening was to take drastic measures. Good job they backfired, because you wouldn’t have wanted to live in guilt the rest of your life, right?


::: Again, a startled silence fills the arena from head to toe as they still try to digest everything they are hearing. On stage, the effects of this seem to be having a profound outcome on Vegeta who places the mic to his mouth once more. :::

::: VEGETA :::
How many times do I have to tell you the basic fact of all? I … DIDN’T … SHOOT … P.Y! If I wanted to get a message across to that bastard, I would have simply met him in that ring and done it like a man! Only a coward would hide behind a gun, and the world knows I’m far from one of them. True, the situation at hand concerning ownership of the PWA was tough to comprehend, but like I said, I like to let my fists do the talking.

::: DAVE CORDELL :::
Or in this case, your fingers.


::: With his hand, Cordell motions the sign of a gun’s trigger being pulled when out of nowhere, the man standing behind him snaps. The memories in his head of what happened at PojoCade ignite at the sight of Cordell’s actions, as his arms force forwards into his manager’s back, sending him to canvas in an instant. He doesn’t land lightly either, rapidly flying to the floor with a giant crash as he watches the figure march past and out of the ring. On the ramp, Vegeta begins to takes rapid steps forward with his arms raised in defence as a storm of fists fly from both sides, cameras flashing and lungs creaming out a mixed sound of cheers and boos. The powerful beast known as P.Y seems to take the upper hand as his final right hook wobbles the balance of the PWA Owner who seeks balance in the barricade. It only lasts a mere amount of seconds, as a sudden tugging of his wrist sends him hurtling towards the opposing barricade with devastating consequences. His back arches, the pain too immense to simply forget about, as a scream of pain escapes his lungs. And this is just the starter. The main course is described best as a Gunn Stinger, as P.Y pulls up the Icon in position of his deadly new finishing manoeuvre, when suddenly the sounds of his screaming manager catch his and Vegeta’s attention. :::

::: DAVE CORDELL :::
P.Y! You son of a bitch. P.Y! Just forget it. Leave him.


::: Slightly bruised, Vegeta’s body is dropped to the floor with a crunch as David Cordell crawls out of the ring, aching from his fall. He eventually hobbles over to P.Y standing over the crippled body of Vegeta, where he looks down before spitting in his face. :::

::: DAVE CORDELL :::
Don’t deny it … Vegeta. For your own sake.


::: “Juggernaut” by Clutch hits the arena as Cordell and P.Y make there exit together, Dave angered by the way the beast treated him. The camera ends of focusing on Vegeta, bloody lipped, as he begins the recuperative process before the scene switches elsewhere, this segment apparently over. :::
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The camera heads backstage where we find Vegeta making his way through the hallways of the arena. The Icon seems a little distressed, probably having issues with the various international procedures he would need to know on this worldwide tour. He opens the door to his office, looking for some time to rest before his title defense this evening only to find some early trouble. Inside there are two of the most immaturely dressed men he had ever seen and he’s seen a lot of crazy gimmicks since starting the company several years ago. Sitting as his desk is Tommy Dragon, dressed up in his pirate attire like he was last week and typing on the keyboard of the boss’ computer. Meanwhile, Piccie Smalls, who had on a red bandana and an eye patch, was looking through the various filing cabinets that had been set up inside the makeshift office. Vegeta steps in, opening his mouth to speak when the Notorious PIC stops him.

Piccie Smalls: Hey Vegeta, found the bathroom.

Vegeta: You waited a week to tell me that?

Piccie Smalls: Yeah, well I was looking for it tonight too.

Vegeta steps forward, looking around his mess of an office as Piccie goes back to rummaging through the files, occasionally tossing one to the floor with little regard for how important they may have been. This is when the owner of PWA notices that the water in the fishbowl he had was of a golden shade now. He runs over to glass container panicking over something while the Notorious PIC sees what had gotten to his employer.

Piccie Smalls: What’s wrong?

Vegeta: You pissed in my fishbowl?

Piccie Smalls: No, I pissed on your desk.

Tommy Dragon instantly gets his elbow off the desk, looking at the pile urine stained documents that he had rested a bottle of New Zealand Lager on. It wasn’t that big a travesty since it wasn’t that great anyway, but the Dread Pirate King pulls the boss’ laptop away and sits back on the chair to continue doing whatever he was in the middle of.

Piccie Smalls: Tommy pissed in your fishbowl.

Vegeta: WHAT?!

Piccie Smalls: You left the lights out, he didn’t know where he was going.

Vegeta: Well maybe he could have put them on or possibly pee in the bathroom instead of in my office for Christ’s sake!

The Icon grabs a cup from the water dispenser and puts some fresh water inside before sticking his hand in the bowl and placing his two goldfish inside the cup. He turns to scold the his employees, but suddenly remembers that he had just stuck his hand into someone’s urinal. He gags in disgust and goes to find a bathroom, leaving the members of Sparkle Motion! still in this office as the camera fades.
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After the last contest the camera returns to Vegeta’s office, where Piccie Smalls is now lying back on the chair of his boss while placing his boots on the desk he used as a urinal earlier. Tommy Dragon was now in the chair on the other side of the desk, still holding Vegeta’s laptop with an iPod attached. He starts to click the buttons on the overpriced music player before typing more information into the computer.

Piccie Smalls: Almost done Tommy?

Tommy Dragon: My name isn’t Tommy anymore, remember?

Piccie Smalls: Not really.

Tommy Dragon: It’s “Calico” Thomas Rackham, the Dread Pirate King!

Piccie Smalls: Okay, Captain Tommy.

Tommy Dragon: Meh, that works I guess.

The Hotshot returns to whatever he was doing with Vegeta’s laptop when the door opens and in steps ALX. He looks around the room, noticing the damage that Sparkle Motion! had caused to their employer’s personal room. The Chosen One looks over at his future opponent in the Three Hours of Power tournament, watching as the pretend pirate looks through various files on the computer.

ALX: What the hell? What are you guys doing in here?

Tommy Dragon: We don’t know.

ALX: Huh?

Piccie Smalls: We just kind of walked in here and decided to stick around.

ALX: Oh, alright. What‘s Tommy doing?

Tommy Dragon: Whose Tommy?

ALX: You are…

Tommy Dragon: I am “Calico“ Thomas Rackham, the Dread Pirate King!

Piccie Smalls: And I am Rear Admiral Piccie Smalls! It‘s my duty to grab some booty.

ALX: Money or ass?

Piccie Smalls: Both silly.

Tommy Dragon seems to ignore his former student, focused on the task at hand inside the computer. ALX heads towards him, looking over his shoulder until he is yanked away by the Notorious PIC and pushed towards the door.

Piccie Smalls: Sorry, you can’t see. It’s official pirate business.

ALX: What‘s he doing?

Piccie Smalls: Pirating music, isn’t it obvious?

Despite the protests of the Usual Suspect, he is kicked out of Vegeta’s office and not even for complaining this time. ALX simply walks away as the camera fades to the next match, ready to return since the writer of these promos is waiting on voters.
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Vegeta is sitting in his office. Someone knocks on the door.

Vegeta: Come in!

The person who enters the door is Chris Kanyon.

Vegeta: What do you want?


Kanyon: Vegeta, I have a request. May you put me on the roster and give me a match at Three Hours of Power?

Vegeta: No! Come on Chris, you know the rules. No superstar that has had a career in any other wrestling promotion can be in PWA.

Kanyon: Yeah but Pick was in IWA and my cousin was creating his own fed, WWA but that failed.

Vegeta: I meant the fake ones like WWE, TNA, etc. Besides, those feds failed. Tyco no longer owns IWA. PWA put it out of business.

Kanyon: Listen, if a former superstar like myself can be teamed with PWA, ratings will go through the roof! Hey, at Massacre, everyone was shocked when you unmasked me and I was CHRIS KANYON!!!!!!!

Vegeta: I'll tell you what, to join the PWA, you have to join a very special club. That club is....the Vegeta Kiss my Ass club! Next week, on Havoc, if you can kiss my ass at the center of the ring, you will be have a PWA contract!

Kanyon: What choice do I have.......


Kanyon leaves as Vegeta laughs. A commercial break follows.




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The commercial comes back to find the fans STILL booing the shit out of the previous promo.

Crowd: Booooooo!
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World Champion (3)
Intercontinental Champion (3)
Television Champion (1)
European Champion (1)
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(1 w/ Zach Pendergrass, 1 w/ Hott2Flamez, 1 w/ Bman, and 1 w/ Triple 6)
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Another match passes and we‘re back at Vegeta‘s office, and this tune Vegeta‘s there, OMG!

Vegeta: Alright, I washed my hands and Shawn Michaels has fresh water.

Tommy Dragon: Shawn Michaels?

Vegeta: My goldfish, he‘s named after HBK.

Piccie Smalls: GAY.

Tommy Dragon: GAY.

The members of Sparkle Motion! leave after hearing that, ready for their matches after messing with the boss like that. Vegeta goes back to his desk and begins to clean it with some Windex when Sean Blake appears laughing.

Vegeta: What?

Sean Blake: You named your fish Shawn Michaels, dats funni 4 mi.

Vegeta slams the door in the Television Champions face, making this a possible start to feud. Who knows? Tune in next week for Havoc!

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