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Promos due by Saturday @ 6PM EST

Don Smith's turn to run Redemption

Hardcore Match
Joker v. Vanilla Gorilla

FIRST BLOOD MATCH
Don "The Solar Con" Smith v. Black Dragon

TORNADO TAG TITLES MATCH
Team Earthbound (c) v. Thugged Out

WORLD TITLE INFERNO MATCH
Corey Taylor (c) vs. DC
-first person to get burned by the flames loses

Ladder Match for the TV Title
Force (c) vs. Troy Alston

Hardcore Title Match
Cryptic (c) vs. Juice
-Gritz and Gravy banned from the arena during the match

off this week - Death Shock, Judge, Crusher, Jason, Josh, Strictly Business, Riot Makers, Ricky Thunder, Funeral Holmes, Demon Alexander

for those of you who are scheduled off this week, feel free to promo as the promo will count towards points in the rankings.
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(New death shock mask, with long black hair)

**the lights go out and a few red spotlights shine around through the crowd**

**a siren sound starts in the PA system getting louder every passing second**

**the sound of marching feet can be heard, getting louder giving the illusion the marching en are getting closer**

a voice can be heard saying:

This is the year where hope fails you.......
The test subjects run the experiments........
And the bastard you know, is the hero you hate.....
But coexisting is possible if we strive......
Theres no reason, theres no lesson....
No time like the present, tell me right now...
What have you got to lose?
what have you got to lose
Except your soul...?
WHO'S WITH US?!


**pulse of the maggots plays by slipknot**


**the red spot lights are pulsing around the crowd, faster and faster**

** all the spot lights suddenly hit the same spot at the tow of the crowd in the far left corner one one of the entrance doors**

**the doors bust open and all that can be seen is black outline of a man, holding a pipe up in the air**

**its deathshock and hes now rushing through the crowd punching his fist in the air with the pipe clutched tightly**

**stopping occasionally yelling at the crowd, as the fans pop in a positive manner for shock for the first time since his debut**

**the more he screams and yells, and pumps his fist and pushes his way through, the crowd keeps eating it up like candy**

**about half way to the ring its a basic mosh pit now**

**shock makes his way down to the right and grabs a Mic, music still playing the lights go back to normal**

**in the middle of the ring shock holds the pipe up and screams into the Mic "i cant hear you mother fuckers!!!!**

**the music cuts but the crowd keeps on screaming for a bit then dies down as shock goes to speak**

shock: WHAT THE FUCK IS UP LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!!

**crowd yells a bit **

shock: ARE YOU FUCKING SERIOUS? ARE YOU ALL BITCHES AND LITTLE KIDS IN HERE? LETS EAR SOME VOICES MOTHER FUCKERS I SAID WHAT THE FUCK IS UP LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!!!!

**crowd pops**

shock: thats better. now lets get down to business...well actually, let me explain the bit of a character change thats going on here. ya see, at pain and suffering, i had a match against good ole troy...ill admit i got the fuck ass beat down pretty bad in that match, but i pulled out at the end, and walked out with the big W..when i walked up those stairs, and i could start to hear the screaming of the crowd, a crowd that hated me the show before, and might still hate me now, but i heard you all screaming...it wasn't just any scream, it was the scream of some entertained mother fuckers, who just got there moneys worth, am i right!? and ya know what, thank you. because as soon as i hit the top of those stairs, my short career here flashed before my very eyes, and i realized only one mistake....just one...and that mistake was not being on the crowds side. your energy is like a boost of life, and hearing you yell, after a match featuring myself, made me realize that this is what its all about. respect. and let me tell ya something, i sure as HELL, feel disrespected by the IWO right now.


ya see, tonight, in this very ring, troy will fight for the IWO TV title...thats bullshit. i believe i am the man who walked out the winner, i believe i deserve a shot at the TV title before troy deserves shit. but ya know what, tis cool, fine, let him get his match...troy, i hope ya win, because right here, right now, i wanna shoot out a challenge, Werther its troy, or force, i challenge the TV champion next week, TO THE FIRST EVER, LADDER CAGE MATCH! ya see, the rules are simple, you must escape the cage, walk up the ramp to the stage, where you can set up the ladder, to climb for the belt hanging on the Titontron. now its up to the winner of tonights match to accept or decline my challenge, and ill expect my answer tonight, see **pulls out tickets** i got front row seats for tonights show, so ill be watching tonights ladder match very, very closely... so troy, force, whoever wins, tonight, ill be waiting for a response...and if you choose to accept, ha, then next week...well, just wait and bleed mother fucker.


**shock drops the Mic and holds the pipe up in the air hanging ihs head as the lights go out**



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*Jason and Stacy are shown sitting together on their bed in a hotel room,Jason has his arm around Stacy as she's laying on him with her head on his chest*

Jason - You know it's been such a long time since we've had the week off and it feels really good

Stacy - Yeah it does and we definitely deserve it

Jason - I couldn't agree more seeing as we are the hottest and most popular couple in the IWO

Stacy - What other couples are there to compete with?

Jason - Josh and April?

*They both look at each other and laugh*

Jason - I also happen to be the greatest wrestler in IWO history and I showed that last night after I caned the living hell out of Josh

Stacy - You're also the sexiest

*He gives her a kiss on the forehead*

Jason - Thanks sweetie

Stacy - Aww hunny bunny

Jason - You know what the best thing about this week off is?

Stacy - What's that?

Jason - I get a break from beating Josh's worthless ass again and I'm pretty sure he's appreciating the break too with loss after loss he's been having lately,it would've been another loss if we had faced each other again tonight and once again he would've been humiliated in front of his girlfriend April

Stacy - Aww poor April can't bear to see her Joshy lose all the time and she'll eventually come to her senses and realize how much a loser he is and dump his sorry ass

*They both laugh again*

Jason - Did I ever tell you how much I love you?

Stacy - Yeah I think you've mentioned it before

*Jason pops open a bottle of champagne and pours into glasses set up for him and Stacy*

Jason - To a wonderful and well deserved week off

Stacy - Oh yeah baby

*They both take drinks from their glasses and smile before kissing as the camera fades to black*

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*Joker runs madly down a hallway*

Joker: What the hell?!!!! Who's idea was this? Me and the Gorilla, Oh my god what will I do?

*Joker runs off down the hall and turns a corner going out of sight of the camera, as some staff members stare in confusion, just then the corrider lights up and a scream is heard...A man comes into the hallway holding his face and screaming...Joker appears behind him*

Joker: Tonight, what will I do?...I will make Gorilla pay, and he will burn in hell!

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*Schmo and Public are crunching numbers in an office*

Public: We had our chance and we blew it.

Schmo: Don't worry about it, we will have another oppurtunity.

Public: Dammit Joseph, I can't keep going on like this.

*public gets up and storms out of the room as a confused Schmo looks on*

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*The door of the IWO arena swings open as DC and Wilma walk into thethe building...people stop and stare as the former World Champ walks down the hall....no one will say anything, and when DC looks at them they turn their heads...Chad Willard comes running up to him*

Chad: DC, Can I get a word with you?

*DC looks at Chad with a pissed off look*

Chad: Last week you lost the world title to Corey Taylor, and tonight you get a rematch in an inferno match, what are your thoughts?

*DC looks at Chad, and grabs the mic from him*

DC: What are my thoughts? Chad, I think that everyone in this arena knows my thoughts. Last week Corey Taylor got lucky. He ended a seven month reign. He stole something from me.

Chad: But he pinned you in the ring, and...

DC: And what Chad? You see Corey should have been beat, but once again Judge and Force put their noses where they don't belong...But hey guys, don't worry next week at the Dogpound PPV, I will have you two taken care of...

*DC looks at Chad with a disgusted look*

DC: As for Corey Taylor, well who cares about him...Tonight I will send a message to the champ...a message that his reign will soon be over, whether it be tonight, or next week, Corey Taylor is a marked man...You see Corey you are on borrowed time, and you are only here because I allowed it. Tonight Corey you enjoy your little inferno match, because the fact of the matter remains, I am coming for my belt, and I will do whatever it takes to get it!

*DC shoves the mic back at Chad and him and Wilma walk off*
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*Backstage*

*April is seen backstage with camera men. A crowd is gathered along with April all waiting for the arrival of The Peaceful One. A few moments pass and nothing...

Suddenly the familiar sound of "Canned Heat" is heard from a distance, its get louder and louder as from a far the Peace Mobile is seen approaching the car park area. The Peace Mobile arrives at the IWO arena and the crowd look on in anticipation waiting for The Peaceful One to reveal himself to the people.

Cryptic parks his van and then opens the door, the people continue to wait on in excitement, everyone smiling, everyone not blinking in case their miss the moment, then after a few moments the door opens up and the Peaceful One steps out of the Peace Mobile in a cool, peaceful manner with the IWO Hardcore title over his shoulder.

The crowd that gathered erupt with cheers as The Peaceful One stands outside his van gazing up at the sky with a grin on his faces as clutches his title belt.

April and the camera men rush over towards Cryptic as the crowd begin to Cryptic's name, "Cryptic, Cryptic!!!"*


April: Ok, ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to IWO Redemption and the new Hardcore champion, The Peaceful One, Cryptic has finally arrived at the IWO arena. The moment has arrived to find out what The Peaceful One has to say.

*Cryptic looks over at April and smiles*

Cryptic! Would it be possible to ask you a few questions about last week and about tonights match?

Cryptic: Why of course you may, April, but only while i make my way to the ring.

*Cryptic begins to walk towards the ringside as April follows with microphone at hand as she interviews Cryptic*

April: Cryptic, last week you defeated both Juice and Black Dragon for the IWO Hardcore title in what was a gruelling, yet epic triple threat match in which you became victorious and finally managed to claim back a title in which you say was borrowed to Juice. What are your thoughts about last weeks match and about finally winning back the Hardcore title.

*Cryptic smiles and looks at his belt as he continues to make his way to ringside*

Cryptic: Why it feels great, April. My victory was never in doubt the moment mother nature placed herself on my side and i knew that the light will shine through as the darkness was swept aside. Juice and Dragon, fought well and attempted to stop the inevitable, but they failed in doing so because it was my destiny to retain what was mine last week and one's destiny can not be tampered with, just like it was both their destiny to be there last week in order the witness the peace being restored back into the IWO hardcore division!

*Cryptic pulls out a piece of paper from his back pocket as he walks pasts the locker room area on the way to ringside. Cryptic sees Juice's locker room and grins slightly as he places a dead rose and a handkerchief on the floor outside Juice's locker room door as well as piece of paper saying;

"To the brightest Special Ed since Forest Gump,

I hand picked a flower suitable enough for you as a gift. A rose to represent your since deceased reign, my condolences. I hear you are currently an emotional man and that your nose is busted up pretty badly, i leave a hanky for you to wipe away those tears and to wipe away any remaining bodily fluid that may drip from your nose.

No need to thank me, as The Peaceful One, being kind to others is in my job description. : - )

Yours truly,

Cryptic"


*Camera zooms in on the note as Cryptic continues walking towards ringside. He walks through the locker room area as he enters the IWO mechandise area, while April follows still with mic at hand*


April: Cryptic, i noticed you placed a note and a "gift" outside of Juice's locker room door. Would it be fair for one to assume that you aware of your match tonight with Juice with the Hardcore title on the line?

*Cryptic smiles like a kid filled with joy*

Cryptic: Yes, i am fully aware. Last week i released Juice of the title that was rightfully mine, a title that makes me responsible to provide the peace into the IWO hardcore division, a burden of which i have placed upon my head like a crown because it is of which i am more than happy to carry. A burden that Juice was quite simply unable to handle. In desperate times Juice came close to complete lunacy, he became paranoid and felt the need to recruit an army of sorts and when that wasn't enough, when he still felt the walls were closing in on him he decided to sell himself to DC, perhaps for even less than what his escorts sold for themselves to Juice. Such actions were in vain as mother nature exacted full punishment towards Juice for all his unpeaceful deeds and his efforts to prevent the storm from blowing away his IWO foundation based on deception was futile as mother nature blew it away like handful of ash against a hurricane...similar to how Mr. Wolf blew the little pigs' houses. I read that book yesterday, gotta love it! But that dang doodly wolf was so darn unpeaceful!

*Cryptic puts on a slightly grumpy look on his face, but then looks at his belt and smiles as he then get closer towards his destination.

A mother and son spot Cryptic backstage and approach him for an autograph*


Mum(Fan): Hi, Cryptic would it be possible to have your autograph for my son here? Hes a real fan of yours.

*Cryptic smiles at the mother and son as he signs an autograph*

Cryptic: Of course i will.

*Cryptic hands back the boy's autograph book. The mother looks at Cryptic and then hands him a slip of paper.*

Son(Fan): Cryptic, you're my hero!!!

Mum(Fan): Oh and i feft i should return the favour and give you my "autograph".

*Cryptic looks at her with a slightly confused look across his face.*

Cryptic: OooOooh, thank you, i never realised that you were famous. Your autograph is very fancy as well, its appears to have numbers, followed by the word "Jessica", but i thank you.

*The mother and son say they goodbyes as Cryptic carries on walking towards ringside. Cryptic reaches his destination and stands just outside the curtains leading towards the ringside ramp.

The fans could be heard chanting Cryptic's name from behind the curtain.*


Well, April, i guess this is it. Its been great fun and i'll miss you, call me. I'm home all day tommorrow, i'll be playing some scrabble and you can come round whenever you want. I'll have my dear mother makes us some brownies and i'll be sure to clean my bed sheets just for you.

*April looks on worried*

April: Urgh, thanks, but no thanks.

*Cryptic looks on with a glum look*

Cryptic: But my bed is bouncy and i have a really cool Power Ranger bed set, its of the Pink ranger, cause she was hot!

*April begins to walks away slightly*

April: Thats nice to hear. Bye, Cryptic, good luck tonight!

*April runs off, as Cryptic stands there with a slightly confused look on his face*

Cryptic, O'...okay, bye!

*Cryptic turns round and smiles as his music hits!!!

Cryptic burst through the curtains. The crowd erupt as Cryptic makes his way down to the ring with hardcore title placed upon his shoulder.*


*Ringside*

Marv: The Peaceful One is making his down to the ring and last night what a match he had against Juice and Black Dragon in which he claimed back the IWO Hardcore title!!

Tater: Just listen to this reception!! The Peaceful One has arrived in the building and the people can't get enough of the "peoples' peaceful champion" and NEW hardcore champion.

*Cryptic steps into the ring and immediately throws up the peace sign, followed by lifting the IWO hardcore title above his head with one hand as the people cheer and chant Cryptic's name, "Cryptic, Cryptic!!!"

Cryptic smiles at the people and then pulls out the peace mic from his pants*


Cryptic: Last week i came into the Pain and Suffering Supershow, with a goal, a desire, an ambition to reclaim what was mine and to restore the peace back within the IWO's hardcore division, i had a motive when i acted in the name of peace in order to claim back what was mine and due to the aid of mother nature and in the name of all that is peaceful, your hero, your saviour, your idol, i Cryptic is now the new and two time IWO hardcore champion and tonight you witness the beginning of a new dawn, you witness the peace being returned back into the hardcore division and those who attempt to defy me in order to remove the peace shall fall...just like how Juice and Black Dragon fell last week!!

*Crowd pop huge!!!"

I went through Hell and back last week, i had to lose my inhibitions and allow mother nature to fully guide me to victory and in the end the light shone through. Black Dragon attempted to stop me, he failed and got a guitar on his vacant skull for his efforts, Gump..i mean Juice attempted to stop me and he was finally punished for his cowardice ways!!!

*Crowd pop and begin to chant Cryptic's name loud, "Cryptic, Cryptic!!!"*

Now, Juice, you bring your wounded and special ed self down to the ring tonight in order to face The Peaceful One for my Hardcore title. You step into the ring toe to toe against I and tonight much to my surprise your close "friend" Mr. "Michael Jackson, before the transformation" has been banned from ringside. Heee heee, cha-mone!

*Cryptic does a Michael Jackson spin and grabs his testicles

Crowd burst out laughing!!!*


And ain't that a shame, Juice, who ever will hold your hand now? Your five cent "Me love you long time" escorts? Or maybe, you will just come down to the ring and face me alone...no wait, after you attempted to stand on your own two feet last week, you choked and you ended up a wounded puppy.

*Cryptic giggles, as the crowd pop!!!*

Like a child that gets wounded, you would not want to face the same circumstances that had you return the IWO Hardcore title back to its rightful owner. So whatever shall lil Juicey woosy do tonight? I'm sure you are currently plotting a way to swindle yourself to victory tonight and to remove the peace within the IWO's hardcore division, but i am more than ready and as The Peaceful One it is my duty to eliminate ANYONE who attempts to remove the peace within the hardcore division, so plot, scheme and attempt to decieve but the result shall not change tonight as The Peacful One shall be walking out of the IWO arena tonight with the IWO hardcore title around my waist.

*Cryptic looks at the title on his shoulder and grins before putting the mic back to lips*

I've never been a man that relies on people, talking big and then clinging onto others, tell me what is that like? I am curious to know what it is to be a man that lacks independence, a man that sells himself for less than that between my big toe nails. A man that is below The Peaceful One in every way, class, honour, ability, equanimity and of course general intelligence, actually now that i think about, i'm actually not interested in knowing what it is like to be a sheep...well one can assume...baaaa baaa!

*Crowd laugh as Cryptic admires the crowd.*

I'll rather know whats its like be a champion...

*Cryptic rubs the Hardcore Title and pulls off a cheesy grin.*

...and that feeling is GREAT!!

Juice i heard you talking last week, you seemed to react when i mentioned how your parents were imcompetent for dropping you on your head, not once, not twice, but seven times, yes thats right i said seven, oh my God, stay calm Gritzy, i know, i know i said the magic number, yes i did, oh yes i did you little itty bitty, doltish, gravy loving, simpleton, i said seven. But Juice, i am aware that by bringing up painful memories you reacted and you felt the need to come out and speak nonsense about my own mother to counter what i had said, to make yourself feel slightly better as you attempted to effect me in a similar way. However, Juice, your efforts were very much in vain as me and my mother sat down yesterday as we watched over my victory last week and ate a bowl toffee popcorn we laughed and found your efforts more humerous than offending, i must thank you for providing such laughter to my home, your actions proved to have a reverse effect and actually proved to be quite peaceful as it provided laughter...a form of happiness by the way.

Now, Juice feel free to speak such petty idle talk this week and even next week, but while you sit around reciting what is read to you in your "99 Your Momma Jokes" book that you got off Amazon, yeah i saw it, $2.95, a whole $2.90 more than your escorts, even had a discount and a buy one get one free, i decided to buy a book on plants though, trying to grow a new apple tree, darn cows nibbled on my crop...

*Cryptic smiles and has a look of a man day dreaming across his face*

Marv: I personally prefer eBay.

Tater: Thats cause your cheap.

Marv: Wait! Like Juice's 1-800 Bangcok escorts!

*Tater laughs*

Tater: Ha, ha, that line gets me everytime.

Cryptic: ..i'll be making my way to the top, i'll keep walking and climbing up the ladder until i achieve my ultimate goal. My next destination is the IWO Heavyweight Championship title, something of which you simply can not even begin to comprehend as you wallow in DC's shadow and until you learn how to stand by yourself, and no longer remain a mere unpeaceful follower you shall not claim the IWO Hardcore title, let alone the Heavyweight title, why? Because you are not peaceful, and if you ain't peaceful...

*The crowd begin to cheer as they know what is about to happen next. Cryptic looks on with the mic towards his lips and the IWO Hardcore title across his shoulder. The cheers get louder and the crowd make the sound of a drum roll against the barrier. Cryptic runs over to a turnbuckle and climbs up halfway. He stares at the crowd as they cheer and make the sound of a drum roll. Cryptic then puts the mic back to his lips to finish off his sentence.*

..YOU AIN'T NOTHING!!!!

*Crowd erupt even louder as Cryptic's music hits!!*

Marv: Cryptic versus Juice, IWO Hardcore title on the line, right here tonight at Redemption!!!

*Camera fades into a commercial break advertising DC's Dogpound PPV*
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*Demon Alexander is bandaged up laying in bed*

What the fuck is wrong with you?

Oh, it is you.

Damn right, it is me! What is wrong with you? You were late with your promo last week...hell you didn't even promo, I did it for you.

And you didn't do a good job.

Well at least I tried, something you haven't been doing. I want to know what is wrong with you?

I guess I don't have the passion anymore. All these guys have the power to make matches and I don't.

Well, if you don't have something, you go out and get it...and besides the power is back in the hands of the power that is...

I...

Shut-up! I nothing! You get out of bed and do something. Last week Death Shock made you his bitch. You never allowed anyone make you their bitch..you are the one that always bent wrestlers over and fucked them up the ass with their own self pity.

Geez, something lit a fire under ass.

Yes, you did! I am pissed off at you for yelling me down and now I want you to stomp some IWO ass down to hell!

I do enjoy when a woman talks dirty to me. You know you're right. I've been depressed for long enough. It is now my turn to start sending people to hell again. Who is my opponent this week?

You're off this week.

Off? No my dear, Demon Alexander is never idle.

*Alexander gets out of bed and takes off the bandages*

Demon Alexander is always looking for some prey to devour.

That's more like it.

*Demon Alexander and Laila walks off*

So tell me Laila, who are you?

*Fades*

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*Judge is seen pacing around his locker room flicking something around in his fingers though we can't see what it is*

Judge: Last week I went to war with one of the IWO's greatest. The Unstoppable Force. Last week I went to war with an equal and I lost. I lost my TV title. But I also realized, as the blood cascaded down my face that I had won. As that blood cascaded down my face nearly blinding me my vision all of a sudden became clearer. My passion renewed more than ever before. I was baptized by my blood. Brought to the next level of desire, the next level of skill, the next level of intensity in that match.

I realised that no matter how much one improves there will always be those to humble you, to bring you back to earth. It only takes a few measly seconds for one to lose a match despite how good you are. So one can never be complacent one can never stop training. Never stop trying, never get complacent. I have learnt this lesson now, I have taken my career to the next level, and I will continue to do so when I'm next at Redemption. But there is one man who has not learned a lesson about complacency. A man who is so despicable that I will stop at nothing till I bring him down. That man is DC.

Last night we saw the domino effect occur. First Thugged Out fell and then through the instigation of step one of my 'force' full plan we saw DC finally lose his World Title. But that wasn't enough. No DC your real punishment, your real pain is yet to begin. You are yet to meet your final sentence but it is coming DC. This isn't to say that I won't be coming back for my TV title Force. But for now enjoy your reign as I have more pressings things to attend to. I must finally make DC and Thugged Out truly accountable for their actions. I must make them answer my question. What you gonna do...what you gonna do...when the Judge...comes...FOR YOU!

*We see the item Judge is flicking around in his hand is a domino. He puts it up against another set of dominoes that lead right up to the on button on the TV set in Judge's dressing room. Judge knocks the first domino and they all cascade down finally turning the TV on which shows words saying 'The beginning'... images of Thugged Out and DC losing their titles at Pain and Suffering then show on the screen before another message flashes up as the camera fades out 'Of the end'.*
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Has it sunk in yet?...Has everybody accepted it?..Breathe it in..The Unstoppable Force..Is once again..A champion. I told you all that last week was my last shot at a championship..And I told you all that I would come through..And here I stand. Judge and I..We went through a war that I can't even describe..The intensity..The brutality..It was off the page. My animal instinct for blood was just a little more intense than Judge's that night..And he seems to accept that. When I saw that crimson run down Judge's face..When that bell rung..And I knew..That I was once again a champion..It was a feeling of triumph that I had very sorely missed...I needed that feeling again..Like a drug..And I got it. Now..I know Judge might come back at me..and thats fine. We'll do it again Judge..You name the time..You name the place..But just know..That whenever, or wherever we meet again..The result will stay the same..the Unstoppable Force..Still..Champion.

Now onto more pressing matters..Have you ever gotten that feeling that you just can't shake someone?..They're always around you..Always looking at you..Well I know what that feels like now..Because once again..I face Troy Alston...Once again..In a gimmick match. The more things change..The more they stay the same. It seems like it's been at least 3 out of the last 5 weeks that Troy and myself and locked horns. He wins some..I win some. Now..This isn't to say that I don't enjoy my battles with Troy..Because I do..And I know the people out there do..But I'd like some different competition every once and a while..Not to mention the fact that I don't think Troy is really worthy of getting the first TV title shot at me..But I can't harp on that. The fact right now is..It's Force vs. Troy again..With Gold at stake...Again.

But..Theres something a little different this time. See..With all that time I didn't have a title..All of those matches in that period that Troy and I had..I never had the title coming in. I was always trying to get the World title from Troy..Or Troy had some goons denying me it. If I remember correctly...The last time I was defending a title against Troy..He beat me for it. See Troy..There's a saying that applies here..And that is that it is always tougher, to beat the same person or team twice, in the same situation. The night you beat me for the World Title Troy..I underestimated you..I thought I was on another level..And through our various wars..I have learned..That I am not. You're about as equal to me as anyone here Troy..So you won't have that edge this time. Believe me..Looking past you is the last thing..I would ever do.

Like I said Troy..We're equals..In all phases..But one. I have championship gold..And you don't. What does that prove Troy?..To me it shows that I am improving..and you're regressing. See Troy..You used to be the main man..The World Champion. Then you lost that..And haven't seen a championship since. You're in the same position I was. You think I'm going to let you feel as good as I felt when I won this title last week?..I don't think so Troy. I love making you miserable..Nothing else in the world pleases me as much as that...And I know nothing would make you more miserable..Then to lose another...Yes..Another..Title match...Especially when you have such an advantage..I mean..Hey..You saw the hell I went through last week...I should be ripe for the pickens. Isn't that right..Troy?

The sad thing for you Troy..Is that you caught the Unstoppable Force at the wrong time. This gold right here..This TV title..Has breathed a new life into me. I am as rejuvenated as I have ever been. I now have a purpose..To create a legacy with this TV title..That no one has seen before..And that no one will ever see again. You think I'm going to let you ruin that Troy?..Not on your life. Troy..I will do anything for this title..I will do anything to be a champion..But you won't...I know you won't. You have so much potential Troy..Yet you're so stuck up your own ass..That you can't even sniff half of it. It really is sad for you Troy..Because you're never going to get a chance to use that potential..Because this week..I'm going to beat it out of you. See Troy..I know you're prepared to shed blood..All of that good stuff..But are you willing to put your life on the line?..Because thats the essence of this business Troy. We're living the life. While you use it to further some Hollywood career...To me and others here..It is all we have ever known. You will learn why it is all I have ever known. You will know why..When I stand over your mangled body..And you lie there..Half unconscious..Not able to move..Only then will you know Troy.

And oh boy..It is a ladder match. Who doesn't love these babies?..I know I do. Anything to assist me in injuring you Troy really is a blessing from the Wrestling Gods. See..A ladder match is the type of match that gives me a perverse pleasure. I'm going to take pleasure in here your back crack against that ladder Troy..It's going to give me pleasure to watch you fall off the top rung..15 feet to the floor..As your body crashes like a car wreck. Thats a fun night for me Troy. I've been able to do a lot against you Troy..I've pinned you..Foiled your plans..But I have never been able..To put you out of commision for good. This is the perfect oppertunity to do that. I'm going to use that ladder in ways you didn't think were possible Troy. I have invented things with that damn Ladder that would make Home Improvement blush. You're going to feel all of them Troy. You're going to feel that steel across your head..Just like Judge..You're going to feel that blood ooze down your body...And You'll have to watch me..Climb up..Rung by Rung..And gather what is mine..The IWO TV title.

Is this the final encounter between you and I Troy?..I don't know..Recent history would say it isn't. But I hope it is..I don't want you to ever have the balls to face me again..I want you to fear me for the rest of your life. I want you to tell your grandkids about how you fear the Unstoppable Force. I want you to Hide a gun under yor bed at night, because you're afraid I might be lurking somewhere outside your door. Thats what I want Troy. Thats how personal it is between you and I. You made it that way a long time ago..And you will feel the effects of it this week at Redemption. For when I have beaten you senseless..And when I climb that ladder..And I take down my TV title..When I am on the top of the world..You will know Troy..I will have proven..Once and for all..That I am, the better man. Troy..This week..Pain is Mandatory..For..You.
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*Camera comes back from break at ringside.*

T: We're back here at Redemption and at this time we are scheduled to hear from our new IWO Heavyweight Champion, Corey Taylor.

M: Ha...Have fun with this Interview Tater.

T: Shut up Marv. It's my job.

*Tater removes his headset and walks towards the ring. He lets out a big sigh as he walks up the steps and enters through the middle rope. Tater gets in the ring and stands in the center waiting for Corey. After a few minutes the lights go red and Duality begins to play over the PA system. A huge blast of pyro erupts from the ramp and out steps Corey with his newly won championship draped over his left shoulder. A mixed reaction is given as usual and Corey raises the belt up high with one arm and points at the crowd with his free hand. Corey then begins to walk to the ring with his new title still raised up high. After showing the strap to a few more fans Corey rolls into the ring and marchs to the middle turnbuckles raising the title up high. Corey marks are going crazy as Corey jumps down and finally calls for a mic.

I'M FUCKING BACK! FINALLY I AM FUCKING BACK ON MY PLACE AT THE TOP OF THIS INDUSTRY. JUST AS I ALWAYS FUCKING SAID I HAVE FULFILLED MY DESTINY. HISTORY WAS MADE IN IOWA WHEN I FUCKING BEAT THAT NO GOOD HACK DC!

*Mixed reaction is given again as Tater begins his interview.*

T: We...Well Corey let me be the first to say congradulations on your impressive victory at Pain and Suffering. How does it feel to be the new champ?

*Corey smiles big and puts the mic. up*.

How the fuck do you think it feels Tater, FUCKING AMAZING! AFTER A LONG AND GRUELING ROAD I HAVE FINALLY ACHEIVED WHAT I RIGHTFULLY DESERVE! LIKE I HAVE BEEN SAYING FOR MONTHS...IT WAS MY DESTINY TO RECAPTURE THE IWO HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP AND BECOME THE TOP DOG IN THIS COMPANY ONCE AGAIN! NOW THAT GOAL HAS BEEN FULFILLED....MY NEXT ORDER OF BUISNESS IS TO FUCKING BECOME THE MOST LEGENDARY SUPERSTAR TO FUCKING HOLD THIS STRAP! BRING THEM ALL FUCKING ON I DO NOT GIVE A FUCK WHO IT IS! IF YOU WANT THIS BELT YOU ARE GOING TO HAVE TO PRY IT FROM MY COLD AND DEAD FUCKING FINGERS!

*Tater seems a bit uneasy but continues his questions.*

T: Corey you were without a doubt one of the best as well as most controversial champions during your first run. What can we expect to see in your second championship run?

*Corey gets about in inch from Tater's face.*

You can expect pure fucking insanity. The times of DC putting on lackluster and boring matches is fucking over. No more Juice and Thugged Out ruining matches that are worthy of being instant fucking classics. These stupid fucking people are going to get what they paid for when they come and watch Corey Taylor defend his World Championship. YOU WILL SEE ME AND OTHERS BLEED CRIMSON AND YOU FUCKING PEOPLE WILL LOVE EVERY FUCKING MINUTE OF IT!

*Marks pop as Corey takes a step back from Tater. Tater takes a deep breathe and continues.*

T: Later on tonight DC will be using his rematch clause for a match similar but yet not as maniacle as you two will square off in an Inferno Match...

*Tater seems uneasy to finish as Corey waits impatiently

Well...No fucking shit whats your point Tater?

T: Right...um...What do you think are your chances of retaining?

*Corey's confident smile fades as he is angered by this question. Corey grabs Tater by his neck and pulls him up close.*

WHAT KIND OF FUCKING QUESTION IS THAT TATER? WHEN HAVE I EVER DOUBTED MYSELF? WHEN HAS THERE EVER BEEN A FUCKING TIME WHEN ANYONE COULD SAY THAT I WAS OUTCLASSED? I FIGURED BY NOW YOU WOULD HAVE LEARNED THAT IN ANY SITUATION I WILL ALWAYS COME OUT ON TOP. THE DECK HAS BEEN STACKED AGAINST ME SO MANY FUCKING TIMES THAT IT IS NOT EVEN FUCKING FUNNY? DOES THAT FUCKING ANSWER YOUR QUESTION TATER?

*Tater is gasping for air at this point.*

T: I..It was ju...just a question for the interview Corey.

Oh is that fucking right Tater? Well then I am just going to have to end this interview....Thanks bitch!

*Corey puts a firm boot right into Tater's testicles and hurls him over the top rope and out onto the floor. Marv is sitting at his announcing spot laughing his ass off. Corey brushes himself off and picks up the mic.*

Now this is fucking more like it. I myself have never been any good at formal interviews. I fucking work better alone.

*Crowd laughs a little as Tater is crawling on the floor trying to make it back to the announcing table. Corey watches and giggles a little bit.*

Now back to the fucking matter at hand. Tonight is your last chance DC. There are so guys around here that fucking deserve to be in your spot tonight but because of a stupid fucking technicality...I get to put the fucking hurt on you a little more. That's ok though "buddy". I don't mind wiping the fucking floor with your blood. I would love to hear you cry out in agony once again. But most of all DC...I want to see the look on your face when you fucking fail again. The feeling of hitting rock bottom passed through you as you lay there in undescribable pain. That feeling of emptiness while you watch me celebrate with MY World Title. Then finally you will have to pick your tired old ass up off the fucking mat once again with the help of that stupid whore Wilma. You will have to walk to the back while all the fans watch you and know your a fucking loser. Is it really worth all the embarassment again DC? Perhaps it is time you finally gave up and realized that your time....is over. Big changes started at Pain and Suffering when every fucking title in this company changed hands. Change will continue to happen as the right people lead the IWO to fucking greatness.

*Corey marches and climbs to the middle turnbuckle again.*

AND THAT CHANGE CONTINUES TONIGHT MOTHER FUCKERS!

*Duality hits again as Corey salutes his fans and the people that hate him by holding his new title up high.*

*Break*
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:::We fade in to see Juice and Gritz N’ Gravy, each sitting in a chair backwards, with their chest against their respective chairs’ backrests. Both men sit forward without shirts as Kaori is massaging Juice’s back and Ayana is massaging Gritz’s. Juice and Gritz wear carefree expressions as Gritz notices the presence of the camera:::

Hey man…cracka up in heeyah wit da Hi8. Y’all’s ready fo diss???

:::Juice looks up, smirks and then looks back down, saying nothing:::

Nigga now I said…cracka up in heeyah wit da Hi8. You ready fo yo closeup o’ not main??

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Now I know you heard me, mufucka. I know you saw da camr’man. Iss time fo ya ta do yo thing thang.

:::Juice laughs for a moment, then he holds up his right hand. Both Kaori and Ayana stop massaging and step back. Juice sits up and nods at Gritz, acknowledging that he has in fact, heard him, as well as taken notice of the cameraman’s presence:::
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:::Juice claps his hands twice in rapid succession and Kaori goes into her pocket and pulls out a cigar cylinder. She takes it over to Juice and pops the cap off. Juice holds his right hand out and she pulls what looks to be a hand rolled cigar out of the tube and places it in Juice’s palm:::

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:::Juice snaps with his left hand and Ayana appears at his left side with a lit match. Juice holds the tip of the cigar into the flame and rotates it roughly 1080 degrees. He then places it in his mouth, lowers the tip back to the flame and inhales deeply. The Guro Girls step into the background again and Juice sits up as he exhales a veritable plume of smoke and addresses Gritz:::

I’s always ready fo ma closeup, pa’adna. Always. We only been togetha heeyah in IWO a short while…but we’s been people fo quite some time now. You know this.

I’s ain’ worr’d about ma closeup. Cuz riiii bou now…it don’ mattah what angle dey use…it don’ mattah whaaa kinda lightin’ dey got up in dat bitch…it don’ mattah what kinds equipment dey be usin…I’m’a look fuckin pretty from e’eery mufuckin spot, yo.
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:::Gritz shakes his head softly:::

Nah, nah playa…diss not about dat shit…

:::Juice shoots a look at Gritz:::

Don’ come up on me wit none dat gimmick infringement shit, man.

:::Gritz nods him off:::

Nah…nigga nah…disss shiii ain’ bou no gimmick ‘fringemet. Diss shiii bou da shiii dat ho Cryptic be sayin. Diss cracka got up in front of da house an…

:::Juice holds up his right hand and Gritz goes silent:::
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I’s know. I’s seen it. I’s seen what dat bitch be sayin. An take a look at da smiiiiile on my face, homie. D’ I’s looks scared? D’ I’s looks concerned? D’ I’s looks like I been sweatin diss shiii??

Fuck nah, man…diss shiii don’ confront me. Dat cracka can talk…an talk…an talkantalkantalkantalk fo alls I giiiii. Dass all his halitosis havin fuckin ass be doin. Talkin.

Juss like he waaaa talkin last week.

An da week befo dat.

An da week befo dat.

An da week befo dat.

An da week befo dat.

An ya wanna know what da only diff iiiiiyah betweeee all’dem?

His punkass only beat me one a those times.

E’e’ery fuckin week diss shower skippin foo be comin out heeeyah, talkin shit to deese moron fuckbuckets out heeeyah in da crow. “Juice iiiyah r’tar’ted, Gritz looove gravy, da Guros be hookahs, da hardcore title mine.”

Please mufucka please. Dat bitch fartin ho don’ fuckin confront me fo nuffin. He won da title…an lost it ta me da next fuckin time he stepped in da ring. Since den, diss cracka had pleeeeeeeeenny o chance ta take da strap from me. E’e’ry time…same fuckin thang.

“Juice is retarded, Gritz is a gravy lover and the Guro Girls are nothing more than cheap escorts. Bangkok. I’m going to beat Juice.”

>BLAAAAWWWWW!!<

I buss dat mufucka in da mouf and get outta dey wit my belt.

“I’m lending Juice my belt.”

>BLAAAAWWWWW!!<

I buss dat mufucka in da mouf again.

“I’m going to take back my belt this time. I mean it.”

>BLAAAAWWWWW!!<

I buss dat mufucka in hiii grille again.

“Juice is retarded, Gritz loves gravy, Guros are hos and I’m going to win.”

>BLAAAAWWWWW!!<

I buss dat stupid, stupid mufucka in hiii grille one…mo…gain.

Now he wan come talkin like he da man. O some ridikolous shiiii like dat. Cracka please. I dominated lass week. Yo punk ass was bou ta get finished off befo Juice went an made a mistake. Hey…shit happen, right crackas? Y’all bitches ever made a mistake? Well it happened to yo boy Juice.

Diss fuckin stank ass mufucka had da privilege o me allowin him ta be in da right place at da right time ta make da covah after I basically took mahself out. I mean yeah…give a cracka props but less try not ta crap our pants heeeyah.

Diss bitch wanna talk shiii like he somethin? Dass fine…dat shit don’ confront me.

Cause diss not abou dat shiii.

Now listen up, cracka ass. Time’s is fuckin shoht, an I’m’a make diss shiiii shoht an sweet…an I’m only gon say diss shiiii once.

Y’all beat me lass week. Good fo you. Once outta four or five tries is pretty good I guess. But get yo head correct, cracka. Juss cuz ya tossed Solarcane’s salad an got him ta ban my nigga Gritz from ringside…
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Dass some punk shiii, too mufucka. Ya gon answah fo dat. Don’ think we cain’t find yo punkass backstage, cracka.
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…Juss cuz you suck a mufucka’s asshole don’ mean you ain’ gon get what ya got comin. Cracka you gon take diss fuckin ass whuppin. You gon take diss shit juss da same way ya took Solarcane’s load on yo chin ta get my nigga banned. Again…dat shiii don’ fuckin mattah. I’m’a fuckin break yo ass in half. I’m’a fuckin tear dat shit da fuck up.

Y’all gon come ta me wit diss whack shit you got workin?? Talkin shit ta fat kids and such? Cracka ya wastin a mufucka’s time. I ain’ got all fuckin day now…say da fuck y’all’s gotsta say an be fuckin done wit it.

Alls I’s gots ta say bou it is thiiiyah. I’m’a fuckin kick the shit outchyoo, bitch. I’m’a fuckin stomp yo punkass out on national teevee. All yo punkass fans gon be fuckin cryin. Yo fuckin ho stripper mamma gon be fuckin cryin. Most of all yo punkass gon be cryin. I’m’a fuckin fuck ya da fuck up.

Iss like diss. I’m’a get in dat ring, put mah mufuckin thang down, stomp the piss outchyoo, take mah strap back, shit on you and den bounce.

You keep talkin shit, punkass. I’s see yo ass in dat ring. Shit comin out yo mouf ain’ nuffin but stank, hot air.

Diss not abou dat shiiii.

Diss abou yo boy Juice, settin da record straight. An I ain’t gon be fuckin up diss week. Diss week shiiii is all biddness. And diss week…biddness is gon be Juice plantin my boot in yo mufuckin aaaayaass. Fo realz. I’m out, cracka.
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