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| Vegeta | Apr 22 2007, 10:22 PM Post #1 |
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MAIN EVENT Tag Team Open Challenge Any two people can enter Vegeta/Triple 6 vs. ??? and ??? P.Y vs. Razer Blake Frost vs. La Sombra Bracket A: THREE HOURS OF POWER - ROUND 1 Kamikaze Kid vs. ALX THREE HOURS OF POWER - ROUND 1 Hardcore Rules Frank Evans vs. Kendo Kyle Rieger vs. AleXtreme Bracket B: THREE HOURS OF POWER - ROUND 1 Julio Guerrera vs. New York Man THREE HOURS OF POWER - ROUND 1 Black Dragon vs. Jigsaw Alex Giltinane vs. Devlin Jackson vs. Jeff McKearney Bracket C: THREE HOURS OF POWER - ROUND 1 Tom Tyco vs. Dean White THREE HOURS OF POWER - ROUND 1 Minister T.K. vs. Anthony Pelizzoli Indystar vs. Rey de Dolor |
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| Vegeta | Apr 23 2007, 12:05 AM Post #2 |
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PWA opens as we find ourselves in a rather familiar room. One could assume it’s The Icon’s office- hence the World Championships sitting upon a shelf in the background with the name plates saying “Vegeta”. The camera lowers its view to reveal the man himself, the PWA Owner, standing along his desk and sporting his wrestling attire. With Michael Cole nervously standing next to him, the interviewer looks ready to begin this opening promo as he raises the microphone to his lips. Michael Cole: Boss, last week we saw history. Not only were you able to sneak out of harms way when WAR and Steele’s group confronted you, but at the end of the night, it seemed as if you finally found some support. Tell us about that? Vegeta: Incase you missed last Monday Night, let me inform you. Last week, I finally had people with me whom I can depend on. I was able to look to the left, look to the right, and honestly tell myself that I have some sort of protection. At the conclusion of the main event last week, when Steele’s group tried sneak attacking the very man I brought back to the PWA, Triple 6, I ran down to make the save. When the numbers were against us, three more came out to aid Triple 6 and myself. We cleared house and emptied the ring of Steele’s hooligans. It’s that simple Cole. I’m sick and damn tired of having people cheap shot me, call me out, and gang up on me. If guys like Julio Guerrera and Steele want to build groups to take over my business and destroy me, well I’ll tell you what, I’m not going to just roll over and allow that to happen. Last Monday you saw the beginning of the end. It marked the end of me being outnumbered, being sucker punched, and worst of all, being humiliated! Michael Cole: So you’re confirming that Triple 6, Piccie Smalls, Tommy Dragon, and Anthony Pelizzoli are aligned with you? Vegeta: When the odds are stacked against you, why not fight fire with fire? I’d never see myself turning to any of those guys for help, but we all have something in common. We all want what’s best for this company, and by holding WAR and Steele’s group back in their efforts to destroy this business, we’ll stick together till the very end to make sure that doesn’t happen. Michael Cole: Well I know there’s a lot to discuss, so let me first start with P.Y. What are your thoughts on him completely blindsiding you during that contract signing? Vegeta: I never saw it coming. But you know what, some people just never change. Since ridding himself of Dave Cordell, P.Y had gained my trust. But after last Monday, he just added another log to the fire- the fire within me that has been burning since Pandemonium when I lost my World title. P.Y, the sand in the hour glass is almost up, because come Three Hours of Power, I will unleash the wild fire inside of me and beat you for the one, two, three! Michael Cole: Well what about Steele. He clearly dropped the World Championship in order to focus on destroying you. Hell, the man has made a stable solely focused on ending your career. How do you feel about that? Vegeta: Steele is a coward. He knows very well that my eyes were glued on that title since he took it from me. I don’t see why he didn’t try to keep the belt and put it on the line in a rematch against me, but I figure he must have finally realized that his luck won’t strike twice. He knows a repeat of Pandemonium is impossible. He knows that dealing with someone as fierce and determined as me will be like diving into the deep blue sea full of great white sharks. Just look at Massacre, I took Julio Guerrera and beat him within an inch of his life. What happened just an hour later? Steele decides to drop his belt so that he and I don’t have to fight at Three Hours of Power. Is he scared that I’ll do to him, what I did to Julio? I’m sure that’s what went on through his small, little mind. On top of that, what does he do next? He builds a group full of schmucks so that he can protect himself against the loose cannon I’ve become! Well let me tell you this Cole, he’ll regret every doing that, because as of last Monday, the numbers are even and now that means when the time comes, it’ll be just him and I, just as it was before he decided to form his little faction. Steele, I’ll let you run scared for a little longer, but mark my words, once I win back my Championship, I’m coming after you. So do what you have to do from now until then to grow a set of balls, because I guarantee you, that when your time comes, it won’t be pretty! Michael Cole: So now that leaves WAR. As most already know, just two weeks ago you dominated Julio Guerrera. But at the conclusion of your match last week, we saw WAR and Steele’s group charge the ring looking to tear you to shreds, but you manages to escape harms way as those two groups argued. Thoughts? Vegeta: Yeah, they’re all morons. They could have easily picked me apart if they all didn’t have such huge egos. I was so tempted to jump the ring barrier and just beat the shit out of Julio again, but I figured I’d hightail it out of there as fast as I can. But honestly, that single moment opened my eyes. I went to the back, asked for Triple 6, Piccie Smalls, Tommy Dragon, and Anthony Pelizzoli to see me. We discussed the possibility of forming a team in order to help defend PWA against the deviant group known as Wrestling And Revolution. But not only that, forming a group is also beneficial to me because now I’m able to walk around here worry free because the numbers are even. Steele’s group will never have a chance to end my career, because with full support of four of the best wrestlers PWA has to offer, they’d be stupid if they even tried. Michael Cole: So you’re, almost daring them to try? Vegeta: Listen, WAR and Steele’s stable can do whatever they want, whenever they want. But let them be warned, their asses will be handed to them if they try anything. Michael Cole: So again, about the confrontation between WAR and Steele’s group, do you think they’ll be able to get over their differences and see eye to eye? If that’s the case, the numbers will once again be stacked against you! Vegeta: I’d love to see those groups go at it, but yes, if they do just so happen to co-exist, me and my guys are in for a world of trouble. But as a matter of fact, you’ve just given me an idea Cole. Here tonight, we’re going to have a nice little match. P.Y, you want to humiliate me and turn your back our friendship to align yourself with WAR? Well tonight, you’ll be going up against the same man who seems to have it out for me, the very man who seems to sit ringside during all my matches. That’s right, you’ll be going one on one with Steele’s enforcer, Razer! Why not continue to wedge these two teams apart, right Cole? Ahhh, I have a feeling tonight is going to be great. Folks, stick around, because you’re about to witness even more history later on tonight! PWA cuts ringside as we look to begin the show! |
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| Kyle The Freak Rieger | Apr 23 2007, 12:45 AM Post #3 |
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*Mitchell Cole is staked outside of the WAR locker room, trying to figure out something, anything, about all that happened last week. He just stands and waits, hoping that Kalevala, Kyle Rieger, Julio Guerrero, or P.Y. will come out and talk to him. It looks like he'll be standing there all night. He just wants to get some new information from the group. The door opens, nearly hitting him, he backs up and the camera focuses on the Intercontinental Champion Kyle “The Freak” Rieger.* Cole: Kyle, Kyle, just what is going on in there, what is happening with you guys, what's with WAR? Kyle: Cole, how much time do you have, because I could tell you everything that is happening with WAR, I could spill all the beans, reveal all the secrets, tell you every single detail about WRESTLING AND REVOLUTION. But then I'd be a fuggin idiot right, I'd be more stupid than Vegeta trying to argue that Shawn Michaels was a better technical wrestler than Bret Hart. I'd be more daffy than my bud Bman and his new action figures. Cole: Those were midgets Kyle. Kyle: They were dressed up as the Mexi-Can Express, they're smaller than a normal person, and they've got little championship belts, they are action figures. The point is, you have not a single right to know what is going on in there, we could be partying, we could be baking a batch of cookies, hell we could be organizing the creation of the worlds largest Burrito in honor of Julio. There's such a thing as a need to know basis, what that means is Cole, you need to know when to keep your nose out of our business. The only men who will know what's going on in there are members of WAR. *Fifteen of the most beautiful models that most viewers have or will ever see, start to walk in the frame. Kyle just nods at them and opens the door, one by one they start to walk in.* Cole: Only members of WAR, need to know basis eh? Kyle: Cole how little you know, how little you know. Those fine ladies are honorary members of WAR for the night. Its a celebration, and we've got a lot to be celebrating. The four major titles in the PWA, World, Intercontinental, Commonwealth, and Tag, are held by members of WAR. We are dominating the title scene in this federation. We're running through competition like flies, taking care of anything and everything in our path. Stuff of this magnitude has not been done since the days of The Four Horsemen, and you all are getting to witness it. You all should be thanking us, every single fan out there, should be thanking WAR for bringing Wrestling back to this wrestling company. Nothing can, nor will stand in our way to total dominance of Professional Wrestling. Steele can have his 50th return of Dynasty, thats fine. But he knows, in the back of his head, he can't even try to step up to our caliber. The Big Man from Britain, The English Monster P.Y., YOUR POJO WRESTLING ALLIANCE WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION. The man is a future Hall Of Famer, and he knew that WAR would be leading this company into the future. Speaking of the Future, The Kennin Warrior, Kalevala, the man has done more than most wrestlers can dream of, and he'll be known as champion for a long time. The First Commonwealth champion, there can be only one First, and thats him, the man proves with every match that he is the future. We cannot forget our leaders, El Malvado, The Beast from The West, Julio Guerrrrrrrrrrrrerrrrrrrrrrrra, He will become a Grandslam Champion, trust me. He united our forces, we combined to form the dominant force in wrestling today, and he brought me back. The Money Man, thats me, The American Nightmare, me, THE BEST WRESTLER IN THE WORLD PERIOD, right here. I proved it at Massacre, I took care of Tyco, I dropped him straight on his head, and hopefully knocked some sense in him Cole: What about Vegeta's new group, or Dynasty, you've got to be watching you back with them around. Kyle: Vegeta is just a senile old man, who's been dropped on his head one too many times, and is turning into the modern day Verne Gagne. People don't care about him anymore, they don't care when he main events a PPV, when he gives one of his interviews, I'm fed up with his monoply on this federation. Its funny ain't it, Vegeta is trying to play catchup now, he thought he could quell WAR when I came back at Pojocade, He thought the vets could bring us down at Pandemonium, he thought he ended everything when he tried to cripple Julio, but were still here daddy. We've got everything that means anything to this company. We control the belts, we have the power, and I know Vege, I know not a day goes by now, that this doesn't eat away at your soul. Soon enough, after your grand delusions are gone Vegeta, it will be you and me, one on one, and I'll show the company, no no, THE WORLD, that you are just the broken shell of a man. Steele, don't think we've forgotten about you in all this, you laid down the title. Vegeta says its cuz you're scared of him. You say it was to show off your new alliance. We know the truth, you were scared of getting your ass handed to you by P.Y., you knew the title was a lost cause, and you tried to come out on top. Well you showed your new charges, good for you, but that still doesn't show us much. I still owe you one buddy, I still owe you for what you did to my knee, for putting me out of wrestling. I'll never forget that friend. I may have forgiven P.Y. for what he did to Nikki, but he showed me respect. You never have, and I doubt you ever will. We've got an army, you've got a marching band. Vegeta, you think you may have gotten the Cream of The PWA crop, but you got the dregs that were left. We have four men, that will fight longer, punch harder, run faster, kick stiffer, and will run roughshed on the company you've built. We are not animals, we are not mere wrestlers, WE ARE WAR. I've got somethings to work out with a few lady friends, excuse me. *Freak walks back into the WAR locker room, and Insanity fades to commercial.* |
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| Thomas Driver | Apr 23 2007, 08:42 PM Post #4 |
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The camera heads back to Vegeta’s office, where is seems obvious that the boss has decided to hold a meeting with those who have aligned themselves with him. Fans around the arena pop as the face of their icon is plastered on the PojoTron, slowly moving over to the other members of his team. The lens heads over to Piccie Smalls - leading to another wave of cheers - who is dressed in his usual urban style attire. Afterwards, it touches on the young Anthony Pelizzoli, who sports a rather decent looking wool suit by Armani, but is a victim of not now how to accentuate his clothing. He has decided to wear an Armani with a tattersall cotton shirt by Louis, Boston and a silk tie by Armani. The layers are all off, as there are two layers of Armani to dig through in order to reach an underrated piece. It’s so much a tragedy, that I cannot even continue to type about what kind of shoes he has decided to wear. Tommy Dragon (off camera): May I be the first to speak? Vegeta: Sure Tommy, go ahead. After passing the juvenile athlete, a few hisses follow the image of Tommy Dragon, as several spectators are still unsure of whether they want to cheer the sinister technician. However, no one can deny that he is currently the best dressed of the group, wearing a six-button double-breasted wool suit by Ermenegildo Zegna, a striped cotton shirt by Luciano Barbera, suede wing-tips by Ralph Lauren, socks by E.G. Smith and finally, a silk tie by Armani. Before I move on, I just want to point out that Tommy’s tie, though the same brand, is superior to the selection of Anthony, which again clashes with his suit. The loudest crowd reaction is for the last man on camera -Triple 6 - but no one really cares about what he’s wearing, especially not himself. Tommy Dragon: Alright, who the hell is that? The Hotshot points his recently manicured finger toward the greenhorn of the group, Anthony Pelizzoli, who turns around as if looking for the technician’s target. Realizing that he is in fact what he had been searching for, the former Hardcore Champion begins to explain himself, but is cut off by the Notorious PIC. Piccie Smalls: Yeah, who are you? Triple 6: I actually had the same question myself. Vegeta: He’s Anthony Pelizzoli, one of Pojo Wrestling’s top future superstars. I’m sure you have all seen him backstage over the past few months. Piccie Smalls: Nope. Triple 6: I haven’t. Tommy Dragon: Not me. Triple 6 (adding in): Though I’m usually not that far down on the card. The Don is a little taken back by this, seeing as he’s actually interacted with a few of his cohorts backstage. Hell, he’s even held a championship since joining this federation and it seems the men who are his partners don’t seem to really know about him. Anthony Pelizzoli: I’ve been here since last year guys, you’ve got to be kidding me. Piccie Smalls: Nah, sorry. Tommy Dragon: I actually thought you were a rabid fan last week. Vegeta: Look, let’s all just move on. Anthony has joined our team and we need everyone on board for when he go up against WAR. Triple 6: And Steele. Piccie Smalls: And Vegeta‘s kid. Tommy Dragon: And anyone else whose ever wanted to smack Vegeta’s head in with a chair. Anthony Pelizzoli: So the known universe? Piccie Smalls: Actually…yeah. I like this kid. Anthony Pelizzoli: Thanks. Hey, why does Trips not have any color for his dialogue? Triple 6: Because I’m not a fag. The Hall of Famer raises a hand in the air, prompting his peers to look over and pay attention. Seeing that their focus is now on him, Vegeta begins to speak to his fellow crusaders. Vegeta: There is a seriously major problem with the PWA World Championship as of late. First, it is won by Steele, a man who has vowed to make everyone in this business an enemy as long as he can get to me. Then, he spits on a prestigious belt, disowning it before handing it to P.Y. While I once had respect for P.Y, the man has turned his back on this company and joined Julio Guerrera. I’m going to Three Hours of Power to take back that title and I want you all to know this. I want you all to realize that you may need to put your hunger for the heavyweight belt on hold for the better interest of us all. Do you understand? Tommy Dragon: Are you kidding me? Vegeta: What? Tommy Dragon: There is no way, and I mean NO WAY that I will ever give up going for that belt. Look, next week I’ll crush Julio’s second-in-command and move on in the contendership tournament, something I plan on winning. That means, I go for whoever holds that title - be it you or P.Y - do you understand that? Vegeta: I don’t expect any of you to not try your best for the belt, I’m just saying we should avoid competing against each other for control. Is that agreed? The Hotshot brushes off his partners, leaving the rest of the group in the office. Now that the PWA finally has it’s own front, can they coexist or will the forces at work be able to destroy Pojo Wrestling? |
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| Bman | Apr 23 2007, 09:18 PM Post #5 |
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The camera view is now on Bman. He is in his office with Mini Julio Guerrera and Mini Bman. Bman: War is on the horizon. It is up to us to save PWA from the coming battle. Mini Julio Guerrera steps into the camera's view. He has a belt of .50 caliber bullets over his shoulder and around his waist. Bman looks the opposite way. Mini Bman steps into view. He has a case of cans of Pepsi. Bman: Remember, shake them, pop the tab, then throw them. Do not hold them for too long. Mini Bman nods. He is apparently a Grenadier in this army. Mini Julio lays in the prone position and begins tossing bullets one by one at Bman. Bman: Gonna have to up the fire rate. But you are hitting your practice target. Bman grabs something out of a box. Bman: You, come here. Mini Julio stands up and walks over to the table Bman is sitting on. Bman hands him night vision goggles. Bman: Try these on. Mini Julio puts them on, then flips the switch. The room is brightly lit, so he is visibly uncomfortable. Mini Bman turns the lights off to help his partner. Bman: This is the kind of cohesion we need. Mini Bman begins flipping the lights on and off. Mini Julio falls as he fights the goggles off of his head. The two laugh visibly, without making noise. Mini Bman even has a deep BELLY LAUGH. The doorbell rings. No, that's a cell phone. Bman answers. Bman: Herro Ming Wan's Sushi u wan derivery? Bman: No. No. ... No. Goobye. A knock comes at the door. The one wall does not really block who it is, as the camera pans. It appears to be another delivery man, much like last week's! It's another box with holes... Before Bman opens the box, he orders the cameraman to leave. He does so. |
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| Anthony Pelizzoli | Apr 24 2007, 04:41 PM Post #6 |
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The scene opens with Anthony "The Don" Pelizzoli. He seems to be coming out from where the meeting with Vegeta had taken place. Anthony is walking briskly away when Mitchell Cole appears behind him, tapping The Dons shoulder. Mitchell Cole: Hey, Anthony, can I have a word please? Anthony: Well Mitchell, I suppose we can talk, you better make it fast though, I got a match in a few minutes. Mitchell Cole: Well, I think what everyone is wondering is why you have changed your ways, aligning yourself with Vegeta against Steele's Stable and WAR? Anthony: Woah, Mitchell, easy there buddy. First off I have not changed one bit, I am just as mean, ruthless and intense as I have always been. The reason I joined this stable is because I love the PWA. Mitchell, think of it like this... Who pays for that lonely, one bedroom apartment your sorry ass sleeps in all alone night after night? Mitchell Cole: Well...umm... I get my paychecks from PWA, obviously. Anthony: and that paycheck, its a nice one wouldn't you say? Mitchell Cole: Well yes, I live comfortably... Anthony: You see, WAR, Steele, there is nothing wrong with this company. The company does well, appeals to the fans and has the best superstars in the world. Vegeta is an icon, what fuels people against the man? Clearly the answer is jealousy. You see the degenerates starting these "rebellions" are like your mongrel dog. You feed that dog, you take care of it, hell you love that dog because you know you can depend on it. Then, something happens and that dog bites the hand that feeds it. Nothing needs to change, Vegeta has ran this company perfect for 5 years and hopefully for a long time more. Mitchell Cole: That being said, what do you think of your stablemates? Anthony: Well obviously all the men in this stable are legends in their own right and I am, unfortunatly, a small fish in a big pond. What I am hoping is that I can act like a sponge and soak up the greatness that these men give off. Hell, other benefits have come out of it aswell, Tommy Dragon even gave me some pointers on how co - ordinate my suits and ties, and how the right shoes are ALWAYS key. Mitchell Cole: One last question, if I may ask... What pushed you over the edge to join this Stable? Anthony: Well to be honest, one event did make me want to join more than any other and that was when Kalevala continued his cheap shots after our match was finished. Kalevala, let me make this clear to you... this is NOT over. My arm still feels the pain of those chair shots and I WILL get you back. Whether it be next month, next year or in ten years, you will get what is coming to you. Now excuse me Mitchell but I have a Three Hours Of Power tournament match against Minister T.K... wish me luck. Mitchell Cole: Good Luck The scene ends with Anthony walking towards the Gorilla Position backstage, about to make his enterance. |
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PWA Accomplishments PWA Commonwealth Champion (1) PWA Tag Team Champion (1) (w/ Black Dragon) PWA Hardcore Champion (1) Untouchables Member Top 6 in Wrestlefest Rumble 2007 | |
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| Alex Giltinane | Apr 24 2007, 04:43 PM Post #7 |
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The crowd fall silent in the Cam Henderson Centre, waiting for the next match or their next glimpse of a “superstar”, their wait is short lived a fruitful as their ears are soon graced with the sound of “Now or Never” by Three Days Grace. In this time are we loving Or do we sit here wondering Why this world isn’t turning round It’s now or never Once the beginning of the song has ceased pink and yellow lights begin to dance around in the arena which is beginning to slowly darken. We have no use For the truth And now’s the time for us to lose Who we are and how we’ve tried Taking every step in stride It now or never to decide At the end of the first verse “The Main Event” Alex Giltinane appears on the entrance ramp, shrouded in a blast of smoke. Giltinane is dressed in jeans and a shirt; he’s wearing brown shoes and has a diamond ear ring in his left ear. The confident 22 year old shakes his head before slowly making his way down the ramp. In this time are we loving Or do we sit here wondering Why this world isn’t turning round It’s now or never Giltinane stops at around the mid point of the ramp; “The Glorificent One” raises both of his arms into the air setting off a marvellous pyrotechnic show behind him, Alex places his arms back against his sides and continues on his way to the ring. Where’s the truth For us to use Cause all we seem to do is lose Who we are and how we’ve tried Are we all the same inside It’s now or never to decide The young Lion slides into the ring under the bottom rope before motioning for a microphone so that he can speak. Almost instantly a mic is handed to him showing just how much respect you have when you roll with the likes of Steele and Razer. Alex immediately holds the microphone to his lips and asks for his music to be cut. Over the past few weeks I have noticed something. I’ve noticed the lack of appreciation I receive anywhere I go! I realised that someone like ZeXX actually gets cheered more than I do! The crowd begin to go wild for ZeXX. I have noticed that I am not respected! My name is Alex Giltinane and today I will turn over a new leaf, today I will stop giving a crap about what you idiots think, today… I will be reborn. You watch me tonight when I take on Devlin Jackson and Jeff McKearney, watch me as I breeze past my opposition. I will prove tonight that I am the heir to Steele’s PWA throne! Tonight and every night from now on I will be unbeatable and indestructible. Kyle Rieger look over your shoulder because before too long I will be looking to settle the score, you wont know where and you wont know when but soon enough I will get my revenge! The crowd pop at the thought of Rieger Vs Giltinane II. I’m not done there you idiots. The fans boo due to Giltinane’s derogatory remark. I just want to make it clear whose fault it is that I’m being over looked and misused… Hajjhowe? Now, I beat up that useless piece of crap. Some former mentor pfft!! You fans? No because you don’t have any real say over me. It is neither of those, can you guess who it is? Can you guess whose fault it is? How about your beloved VEGETA!! That’s right, that son of a bitch Vegeta has been holding me back but with the help of Steele, Razer and The Kamikaze Kids I will rise back up the PWA ladder and knock off everybody who has wronged me, and that includes you Vegeta, so to everyone on the roster, this is your warning… I’m coming! Now or never hits again and Alex leaves the ring, leaving the fans shocked by what they have just heard. |
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| Razer | Apr 24 2007, 09:41 PM Post #8 |
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"So thats his plan then... drive a wedge between WAR and and steele.... the old dog still has some life in him yet" Razer, Steele's enforcer watches the segment with vegeta again, he scratches at his beard and then holds his left hand which is bandaged up underneath his fingerless black leather gloves "I gotta give him credit, he did come up with a good one.... but sadly, this guy just can't understand when he's beaten... sure, allies like triple 6 and sparkle motion might be handy to even out the numbers, but he has 3 people gunning for him" The enforcer seems somewhat perplexed by this situation, in all his time in the industry he has never seen things so interesting and turbulent, the kind of environment he thrives in "Ok, so i get P.Y tonight, vegeta's idea is to create a division so his enemies go for mutually assured destruction of each other... I think its time I did a little planning of my own" The junkie turns round as the camera pans to Kamakazie Kid "KK, you up for a little bit of fun?" KK nods "I need you to get whats on this sheet of paper" KK takes the piece of paper off razer, he looks over it and smiles, knowing Razer's intent "things are heating up don't you think?" The junkie pulls out a cigarette and lights up as KK heads off in search of god knows what |
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| The Notorious PIC | Apr 24 2007, 10:15 PM Post #9 |
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Backstage again with Mitchell Cole standing in front of a generic PWA Monday Night Insanity. The camera is initially focused on him but just a few seconds before he begins to speak, it zooms out revealing his guest. Cole: I'm standing here with former Intercontinental Champion and new member of The Untouchables, Piccie Smalls. So far we've found out why everyone else in your alliance has teamed up with Vegeta so I have to ask, what's the reason you have sided with the Boss? Piccie Smalls, who is representing the Los Angeles Lakers (who stand no chance against the Phoenix Suns) with a Kobe Bryant Jersey, finishes chuggin his beer before he answers. Piccie: *slight belch* Well...you see Mitchy boy, I've got great respect for men like Triple Six and Vegeta... Smalls stops mid-sentence to open another beer from the case he has sitting just behind him. When he shows no sign of continuing, Cole continues the interview session. Cole: So, you joined out of respect for two great men and the respect you had for PWA? Wow. That's quite different from what your fellow members Tommy Dragon and Anthony Pelizzoli had to say. Piccie: *finishes another beer in record time* Damn that's good. But yeah, we're a great bunch of guys. You see since the prehistoric ages and the days of ancient Greece, right down through the Middle Ages, Planet Earth kept going through changes. And then no renaissance came and the times continued to change. *belch* Nothing stayed the same....but there were always renegades like Chief Sitting Bull, Tom Paine, Dr. Martin Luther King, Malcom X... At this point, Mitchell Cole cracks a smile across his face. He seems as giddy thinking he knows where The Notorious PIC is going with this. Cole: I get it! So you guys are Renegades. Like Renegades of Funk! Piccie: Uh...no. What the hell gave you that idea? Poor Mitchell Cole's heart sinks to his stomach. He totally got shot down but he continues the interview. Cole: So....um....what's the reason? Piccie: Basically I'm just here because Vegeta said he'd pay me with booze. The Notorious PIC picks up his case of beer and walks off leaving Mitchell Cole dumbfounded and embarrassed. Out of sympathy, Piccie Smalls tosses a beer to Cole as the scene fads out to the next match. |
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| Adam Senton | Apr 26 2007, 04:39 PM Post #10 |
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The scene opens with Adam Senton sitting on a bench and the camera scans over him. The young man is shaking his head in disgust about his performance last week. Senton opens his mouth for only three words. Senton:Fuck you Jigsaw! After those harsh, and clear words the scene turns to black. But before the show goes to a commercial, PWA fans are treated with a surprise. Adam Senton will be out for one more week. But in two weeks. He is back! The fans cheer this as the show goes to a commercial. |
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| Tom Tyco | Apr 26 2007, 05:44 PM Post #11 |
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PWA Immortal
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Tom Tyco is seen hobbling about backstage, sweat tainted and physically worn when a figure drastically greets him. It is none other than The Famous Dev Jackson, perhaps here to kick the man while his body is physically tender and mind has nearly flickered into nothing. The deep blue soulless eyes of the broken warrior trace Devlin's own with a message basically stating "What the hell do you want?" Naturally, the signal is received and Devlin begins to speak with vulgarity ... Devlin Jackson: So, Tom. The GREAT Tom Tyco. What the hell? You just got you ass matched by a man who barely ever wins. What kind of match was that? Tom's gaze turns cold to match his arching eye-brows and snarling upper lip. Devlin cares not and continues his speech. Devlin Jackson: How do you live with yourself? Over the past couple of months, you've lost to no names and low talents. Your fight with Dean proves how miserable you have gotten, but I noticed something quite odd, different from many of your matches in the past ... your attitude. It was frustration. Frustrated over a match with Dean White of all people, what the hell? He's nothing and you showed signs of struggle. What happened to the Tom Tyco I used to know? The one where I would be proud to fight and battle and if I won, it meant the world to me? Where is he? Despite the hatred I have toward you, I would actually like to help you so that one day we may again battle and I can kick your ass the right way. I demand that you allow me to be a part of The Wicked, and be the leader, and help pick your miserable asses and team off the ground. Don't think anything of this, Tom. I'm in it to help propel my career, so I can tell people that "I made The Wicked what it is today" when you guys are on top of the world, and then I'll take my cut from doing so. We both have value in this transaction, so I suggest you take the offer or fall to the likes of Dean White every week. So I ask you ... do we have a deal? Hesitance fills the eyes of the Hardcore Legend. His hatred is gone and he is left staring at Devlin's extended arm, palm leaning in and open. Spectators stay hush for they do not know what to think of this, but no matter the decision, they will surely be satisfied. Tom's lips quiver toward Jackson's general direction, he speaks. Tom Tyco: Over my dead body. With all he can muster into his torn body, Mr. Tyco pivots away in stride, leaving Mr. Jackson's hand empty. A concerned expression drowns "The Next's" face, leaving the scene to cut to a commercial. (To all the parties involved with this promo, is it To Be Continued next week. I'm working my way into the plan, promise.) |
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| AleXtreme | Apr 29 2007, 01:14 PM Post #12 |
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Backstage, AleXtreme is walking down a halfway, mentally preparing for his match with The Freak. After a while, he sees Jeff McKearney leaning on the wall. AleXtreme decides to go over and talk to him. AleXtreme: Well if it isn't Jeff, "The Fightin' Irish" McKearney. Why do you look down? Jeff picks his head up to reveal he has no emotion on his face. He stares at AleXtreme as he is about to respond. Jeff: I lost for the VERY first time to Lay Sumbra are however you say his name. And it was a Three Hours of Power Match! Damn him. AleXtreme looks a bit puzzled at the Fightin' Irish's response. AleXtreme: You lost to LA SOMBRA! HAHAHA! Hey, I lost, but at least it was to a BETTER opponent than that! Jeff's face soon turns to a look of anger as he hears the comment by AleXtreme. Jeff: What did you say!? Are you trying to say, you're, better than me? THE FIGHTIN' IRISH BASTARD, JEFF. . . MCKEARNEY? AleXtreme looks into Jeff's stare with challenging eyes. AleXtreme: I will say this. The ONLY reason you lost, was because your opponent was MEXICAN, and you weren''t ready for that. Now, that means you could only lose to 2 more people. Julio, and ME! Irish dudes could never defeat the pride of a Mexican. Jeff looks at AleXtreme a bit confused. Jeff: Mex. . . ican? You're Mexican? Buy you loowk like a white bastard, similar to me. Also, you're fat, so the thing where you're built from pushing lawn mowers. . . Jeff is paused by AleXtreme for his comments on his race and decides to respond back swiftly and without remorce. AleXtreme: SHUT UP! It's a confusing story about the color of my skin that I'm not ready to explain right now. Anyway, the point I'm trying to make remainst the same: I'm, better, than you. Jeff and AleXtreme move closer to each others' faces, staring into each others eyes with facial expressions that seemed to be ready to explode. Jeff: Mexican, huh? Well, you are, not, better than The Fightin' Irish. I'll prove it to you tonight when I win my triple threat match, and you lose yours! AleXtreme: I guess we'll see then. AleXtreme and Jeff walk their seperate ways, ready to prove to the other that they are the better one of them. |
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monpetit45 (11:43:45 AM): So....if you're the Father of DBZ....does that make you Vegeta's daddy? Fat Hero F DBZ (11:43:56 AM): LMAO! Fat Hero F DBZ (11:44:05 AM): I never thought of it that way. Fat Hero F DBZ (11:44:28 AM): VEGETA...CUM TO DADDY PWA Accomplishments: PWA Hardcore Champion[current] 2008 PWA Cup Winner w/ Koda | |
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| The Jesus | Apr 29 2007, 01:55 PM Post #13 |
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Milk was a bad choice.
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The screen fades to find Julio Guerrera standing in front of a pale, gray wall with his face nothing but a portrait of disdain. This is his first appearance on PWA television since his loss to Vegeta at Massacre two weeks ago, although the oddly colored skin around his left eye shows that he is still feeling some of the effects of the short, but bitter match. "If my doctors had their way, I wouldn't be standing here right now. I'd be sitting at home, in my recliner, watching the show with a coke in hand, but I'm not. Not because I want to be here, not because I love being here, but because I have to be here. I'm bruised, I'm tired, I'm exhausted and I'm hurt. All because of one match. All because of one man - myself. Kenny, say what you want, brag however much you want, but when it comes down to it, I know and you know that the match was mine, and the only reason your hand was raised at the end was because of my mistake." Julio characteristically pauses, giving himself a second or so to think over what he will say next. "And it is your mistake, Ken, that has me here tonight. Before Massacre, I signed a contract for Three Hours of Power, and now that means I have to be here. But at Massacre, Kenny, you didn't finish the job, so I am here. I was left bruised, beaten and exhausted, but I was not and I am not out, and I am not gone. Your biggest mistake, Ken, will now become the first part of my biggest success. You took advantage of me, sure, but you didn't do what was necessary and you left me breathing. Why? Who knows. I sure don't.. but you did." Once again, he pauses. His eyes, which seem to have remained perfectly still since the beginning of this promo, finally blink. "I won't be so courteous next time. Now I have a fu-{beep}-ng tournament to win." He abruptly walks away from the camera's point of view but the camera oddly stays fixated on the wall that he once stood in front of. And then, after a few seconds have passed, the Messiah walks back on screen. “Wait.. didn't you issue an open challenge tonight?” A devilish smile creeps upon Julio's face, the production crew finally fading out of this promo. |
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