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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Dec 17, 2007 23:36:08 GMT -5
Saturday Night's Main Event: Redefined TV LIVE! From The Hartford Civic Center in Hartford, Connecticut! 12/8/07A video package of some of SNME's greatest moments begins to play along with "Given Up" by Linkin Park. The video suddenly shatters as we are taken live into the Hartford Civic Center in Hartford, Connecticut! The camera searches through the sold out crowd as they cheer. The camera view changes and we are looking on at the stage where giant pyros begin to explode. Finally flames ignite the stage as the lights come on. We are then taken over to the broadcast table with Austin Owens and Joey Styles.Styles: We are live from the Hartford Civic Center in Hartford, Connecticut, and folks . . . What a night it will be. We've got a card that is stacked, and literally . . . I mean it is stacked!
Owens: That's right, Joey! Tonight you're going to witness some amazing matches. But . . . I'm not going to spoil them for you. We know . . . You guys don't! So watch the show!
Styles: Austin, last week in the main event we saw Seth Akira and Kurt Angle go head to head. It was Kurt Angle who came out with the win, but Seth showed us something last week. He could very well have what it takes to takes things to the next level for his career. But only time will tell.
Owens: Yeah, Joey. But tell me this . . . Who is going to defeat Kurt Angle? We've seen Jericho draw him, but still . . . No one has shown that they are the superior superstar since he won the World Heavyweight Championship at Seven Deadly Sins.
Styles: Some say no one. Some say Sting. And Austin, at Cyber Madness Sting and Kurt Angle will step into the ring for the second time in a one on one encounter. All stops have been pulled out. This is what the fans have wanted to see since they saw it for the first time at Summer Meltdown. And Austin, they're going to get it.
Owens: But Joey, we can't ignore everything else. We've got that huge fatal four way for the Intercontinental Championship. And Joey, the talent in that match . . . Its unbelievable. You've got Sam X, Seth Akira, Brandovirus, and The Roy. Four men who you do not want to mess with in that ring. And then we've got Mister Kennedy and Raven. For over two months, Kennedy has been itching at the bits to get his hands on Raven. These two have never competed in one on one competition before, and it is going to be insane!
Styles: And remember, we've also got the Gold Rush Tournament! We saw what Roy did to the Custom Championship just moments after winning it, and now a new Custom Championwhill be crowned. A man that deserves it and will have to fight his way through a plethora of talent to get it. Who will it be? Edge? Mike Awesome? Bryan Danielson? Darren Mack?
Owens: I don't know, Joey. But let's get this show on the road, shall we?
Styles: You said it! Playing faintly, and then increasing in volume, "Burn In My Light" by Mercy Drive blares through the entire arena. A chorus of cheers and boos suddenly erupts from the crowd. The curtains are suddenly parted with a hand. There he stands, dressed in black dress pants and a black dress shirt - the sleeves rolled up. With the same cocky smirk he's always had, "The Legend Killer" Randy Orton makes his way out onto the stage. Looking for the cue in the music, he suddenly raises his arms. A golden array of shimmering sparks falls behind him, almost forming a wall of gold. The sparks fall and fall, until finally the smoke from them begins to linger. Randy Orton slowly lowers his arms, the cocky grin even bigger than before. He slowly begins to make his way down the ramp, women admiring him from every direction. Men envying him from all around. Orton quickly makes it to the ring and slowly walks up the steps.Styles: Well, as you can see . . . Randy Orton has decided to head to the ring. What for . . . I have no clue.
Owens: Well, Joey . . . When you're someone like Randy Orton, you can do what you want, whenever you want. And I guess Orton decided it was time to come down to the ring to start things off.Orton poses on the turnbuckle - women almost drooling over him. He then climbs down, asking for a microphone. He snatches the microphone from Howard Finkel and begins to pace back and fourth. After thinking of what exactly he has to say, Orton stops - center ring.Orton: Last week, you were supposed to witness Randy Orton's magnificent return . . . Last week, you were supposed to witness "The Legend Killer" doing what he does best . . . Winning! But . . . Due to certain circumstances . . . My win was prevented. Due to Batista's distraction, it cost me the match!
Yeah, I'm sure all of you are sitting there thinking, "Why does Randy always have to complain? Why does Randy always blame his losses on others?" Go ahead, think it! But when it comes down to it, all of you know . . . Each and ever damn last one of you know that last week I was screwed out of beating Brandovirus. And Batista . . . I hope you're happy. I damn well hope you are. Because I'm going to tell these people something tonight . . .
So listen up good, morons. At Cyber Madness, I will be facing one of three Legends in this very ring. Choice number one . . . "The Game" Triple H. Might as well not choose him, he'll just no show the event . . . Choice number two . . . "HBK" Shawn Michaels. Been there . . . Done that. And finally . . . Choice number three . . . "The Animal" Batista! And if you people are smart . . . You'll vote for one person and one person only - Batista! Because there is nothing more I'd like to do than - "MISSSTTTTEEERRRR KENNNEEEDDDYYY....
Keenneedy!!!"Randy is suddenly interrupted by "Turn Up The Trouble". Through the curtain steps Mr. Kennedy, a smirk across his face. With a microphone already in his hand, Kennedy quickly makes his way down the ramp and rolls into the ring. His music quickly fades away.Mr. Kennedy: Randy, Randy, Randy . . . Does it always have to be this way? Do you always have to come out and complain? Does it? Huh? Well, Randy . . . I don't think it does. Because ya' see . . . No matter how much you stand in this ring and complain to these people and management . . . Nothing is going to change the fact that you got beat by . . . By Brandovirus! Pfft! I mean come on, Randy . . . It was your big return match. The match that everyone . . . And I mean everyone, hell even myself, was looking forward to. And what happens? You let Batista distract you and cost you the match. Nice one, Randy . . . Nice one.
Orton: Kennedy, how about you shut that big mouth of yours before I shove this mic down your throat, huh?
Mr. Kennedy: Does that make you feel good? Threatening me like that. Pfft! Randy, threaten me all you want, man. Nothing you say is going to make me back down right now. Because you see, I'm back Randy. That's right, you heard me. MISSSTTTTEEERRRR KENNNEEEDDDYYY....
Orton: We get the point. okay?
Mr. Kennedy: KENNEDY! Is back! So Randy, being that last week was your big return match . . . It looks like I'm almost due for one. So what do ya' say? For old times sake . . . Uh, me and you. Huh? What do ya' think? Doesn't that sound great?
Orton: Kennedy, I'd love nothing more than to prove to these people that last week was not the real Randy Orton they saw . . . But this week . . . I will be ruthless . . . I will be "The Legend Killer!"Orton suddenly drops the microphone, getting nose to nose with Kennedy. Kennedy simply begins to laugh, showing no signs of backing down from Randy. We quickly cut to commercial. vs. Sam X vs. Seth AkiraThe arena starts to get cold as the purple and red lights start to affect the arena, as red fog starts to swarm the entrance ramp. A man is seen in the darkness, looking like a shadow as he walks closer to the light. Seth is seen standing there with his head pointing down, as there is no emotion on his face at all. He looks like he is disturbed and wants to destroy all, but is hiding it with there emotionless face. He looks up as everyone can see the red paint smeared underneath his eye, he starts to walk down to the ring as the lights start to flicker on and off, as it seems Seth is getting closer to the ring faster than he should be. About 10 seconds Seth appears from the top of the ramp into the ring staring into the crowd. The lights come on as Seth is wearing his regular wrestling gear and nothing more.
“Follow” blares over the arena as Sam X strides onto the stage, looking confident as always. X wears his tag title strapped across his waist. Sam walks down to the ring, keeping his eye on Seth. X rolls into the ring, and unstraps the Tag Title. X raises it above his head, and then ands it to the referee. Sam looks at Seth, eyeing him strategically. The ref hands the belt to the ring crew, and calls for the bell.
Sam and Seth look at each other with different eyes. Sam is calculating while Seth’s are manic. Sam begins to circle around the ring, Seth stepping in line with him. X and Akira tie up, elbow-collar, and struggle for power. Sam overpowers Seth into a standing side headlock, and wrenches at his head. Seth tries to push Sam off, but X spins around, and gets Seth in a hammer lock. Akira goes for elbows to the head, but Sam ducks underneath them, and hits a Northern Lights Suplex! X bridges!“1…2..”Akira kicks out at 2. Sam picks Seth up by his head, and delivers a toe kick to his stomach. Akira bends over, and Sam grabs him by the head. X throws Akira’s arm over his own head, and then lifts him up, in a vertical Suplex position. Sam stalls a bit, and then drops Seth onto his back powerfully. X taunts the crowd, displaying his impressive body and muscles. Seth Akira gets up to his feet behind Sam, and stands behind the tag champion. Sam turns around, and is met by a forearm to the face, courtesy of Seth. Akira whips Sam across the ring, and as Sam comes bouncing back, Seth Akira flips him over with a back body drop. Sam crashes onto the mat, clutching his back in pain as Akira wastes no time in going back on offense. Seth lays in some stomps on one of his opponents at Cyber Madness, drilling his boots into X’s stomach. Akira hesitates for a moment, and Sam snatches his leg out from under him. X pulls the leg violently, and Seth falls to the mat. Sam holds Seth’s right foot, and begins to lift it up in the air, and then slams his knee down onto the mat. Sam continues the painful move and only stops when he deems necessary. X grabs Seth’s leg again, and stomps the inside of his knee, adding more pain. X hooks legs, and falls down. Sam pulls on the leg, almost pulling the knee out of it’s socket with that leg lock. Seth fights back, and kicks Sam’s hands, breaking the hold. Sam stumbles to his feet, as does Seth. Akira charges Sam, and clotheslines him over the top rope! Both men crash to the outside in this war. Seth gets to his feet first, and lifts Sam to his feet. Akira whips Sam into the barricade, smashing his back on the metal blocks. Seth charges Sam again, but X reacts quickly enough, and boots Akira in the head. Seth stumbles backwards as Sam gets back on the assault. X pummels him with fists, driving him back to the ring apron. Sam steps backwards, then lunges forward, and superkicks Seth right in the face! Seth crumples forward, but Sam catches him on his shoulder. X rolls Seth back into the ring, and climbs up to the top rope. Seth is rolled out close to the middle of the ring as Sam sets himself up. X leaps off, going for a leg drop! Sam connects, slamming his right leg over Seth’s neck! X quickly covers and hooks the leg.“1….2…”Akira kicks out! Sam looks dumbfounded, and asks the ref. X relents, and lifts Seth to his feet, and delivers a toe kick to the midsection. Sam whips Akira across the ring, bouncing him against the ropes. Seth comes rebounding back with a flying clothesline to Sam! X falls to his back as Seth immediately gets back to his feet. Sam gets up, clothesline by Seth! Akira runs over, and hits a senton on Sam! Seth picks Sam up, and pushes him into the corner. Seth whips Sam across the ring, into the other corner. X bounces off the corner from impact, and stumbles out. Seth sprints across the ropes behind Sam, and hits a bulldog on one half of the tag team champions! Sam bounces head first on the mat as Seth uses his momentum to continue the offensive. Seth grabs Sam by the back, and lifts him to his feet. German Suplex! No! Sam flips over, and grabs Seth by the waist, spinning German Suplex by Sam! X holds on, an a second German Suplex! Sam keeps his hold, and a third German Suplex! Sam throws his arms out in an “X position” as he begins to set up for the Void Slam. Akira makes his way up, and Sam picks him up horizontally to his chest. X swings Seth around, but Akira lands on his feet, grabs Sam in a Reverse DDT hold, and delivers a spine snapping Back Breaker on his knee! Seth stands Sam back up, and slams him down with a vicious STO! Seth covers X!“1…..2….”Sam kicks out at 2! Seth looks on in awe as X rolls away, holding his head. Akira goes over to Sam, and sets him back up on his feet. Seth gets him in a headlock, but Sam lifts Seth up in a back Suplex position. X spins around, and slams Seth with a modified one arm powerbomb! X goes over to the turnbuckle and springboards himself up on the top rope, and immediately bounces off with a Moonsault! Sam crashes onto Seth with the entire force of his body, and hooks the leg.“1….2….”Seth kicks out at 2! Sam ignores the count, and hooks the leg again.“1…2…”Seth kicks out again! Sam begins to get frustrated at the ref as Seth begins to get to his feet. Sam turns around, only to be kicked in the stomach by Seth. Akira hooks the arms, and goes for the Execution, but Sam flips back down, and grabs Seth by the legs, holding him over his head. Sam spins around, but Seth rolls through with a Sunset Flip!“1….2…..”Kickout by Sam! Seth gets up, wanting to finish the match. Akira signals for the Execution as Sam gets back up to his feet. Seth goes for a kick, but Sam catches the leg, and spins Seth around. X bounces off the ropes….Spear! Sam has almost speared Seth Akira in half! Sam and Seth are both down as the ref begins the 10 count.“1……2……3……4……5…….6……7...”Sam gets up to his feet, and helps Seth up as well. Sam delivers some weak forearms to the face, backing Seth up into the corner. Shoulder block to Seth. X lifts Seth up onto the top turnbuckle, and punches him in the face. Sam begins to climb up, and wraps Seth’s head around in his arms. Sam throws Akira’s arm over his head and looks to be going for a super-plex. Seth begins to fight back, and gets Sam off balance. Seth pushes Sam off, and grabs his head, and slams his head down with a top rope face buster! Sam bounces off the canvas, as Seth looks utterly dazed. Akira begins to pick Sam up, and wraps his arms in an underhook position. Seth lifts Sam up, and drvies him to the mat with the Execution! Just then, a man slides into the ring with a chair, and completely plasters it over Seth’s head! The ref calls for the bell as the Roy stands over Seth, chair in hand.Fink: Here is your winner by Disqualification, Seth Akira!The Roy goes over to Sam X, and picks him up. Roy bashes the chair over his head, and Sam falls backwards into the ropes. Roy tangles his arms within the ropes. And begins to bash the chair continually over Sam’s head, blood now pouring out of a massive cut on his forehead. The fans burst into cheer as Joey Phenomenal rushes down to the ring, and chases the Roy out of the ring. The Roy points his chair at Joey Phenomenal, who tends to Sam. X looks unconscious, as the blood pours down his face. Phenomenal untangles Sam as Darrell runs down to the ring, EMTs and refs following him. They get a stretcher, and slowly put Sam on it, J.P. watching on sorrowfully. The mighty Sam X is carried out of the arena on a stretcher for the first time. vs. Joey Phenomenal vs. The Roy The Roy slides into the ring behind Joey Phenomenal, and blasts the chair on his back, knocking him down. One of the refs begins to rush down to the ring as the Roy lifts Joey up, and copies his move, the Phenomenal Cutter onto the chair! Roy slides the chair out of the ring, and waits for the ref to call for the bell.“Ding, ding”The Roy covers Joey, and hooks the leg.“1…2….3!”
Fink: HERE IS YOUR WINNER, THE ROY!Roy doesn’t celebrate, but instead, calls for a microphone.Roy: That’s enough! I am sick of all you people underestimating me as a wrestler! I just took out the supposedly invincible Sam X! I took him out on a STRETCHER! I am dominant for once, and this will continue until Cyber Madness when I win the Intercontinental Championship!Roy drops the mic as we cut to a commercial break.
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Dec 17, 2007 23:52:50 GMT -5
Live via satellite, we find Sting on the tron. He is sitting in the gym, and we can see countless other wrestlers training besides him. Sting sits, looking into the lense, in his street clothes and sunglasses.Sting: I'm on your screen right now for one reason and one reason only, and that's to let you all know that next week, The Stigner will be back in action. And who's my lucky opponent? Well, I'm not supposed to say, so you'll all have to wait. All I have to say until then is, Roy, I'll see you next week.The Stinger dissapears to the left of the camera as we cut to commercial. (Click the poster to vote!)Saturday Night's Main Event: Cyber Madness! Live! From The Continental Airlines Arena in East Rutherford, New Jeresy! 1/13/07 vs. NM Savant & Jack King vs. Andrew Brannan & Naples Knight(Tag Team Match!)As we cut to the ring, Tamashii Eradico and the Italian - Canadian Connection are in the ring for action. Naples and King decide to go in as the bell sounds."Ding, Ding, Ding!"Naples moves foreword confident. He locks up with King and simply tosses him across the ring. Naples laughs as King gets up. Jack charges for a clothesline but Naples ducks. When King turns around, he is met with a huge spear nearing tearing him in half. Naples follows up on the spear with a few forearms to the face. Naples picks King up and knees his gut. King bends over and Naples sends a massive forearm to the back of Jack. King falls but Naples picks him back up. Naples forces King into the corner and begins to ram his elbow into King’s gut. King falls foreword from the pain but is caught by Naples. Naples nails a beautiful Belly-to-Belly suplex; sending King across the ring. Naples pounds his chest and stalks King. He slowly gets up, using the turnbuckle as leverage. Naples begins to charge but Jack sees it and blocks Naples with his foot. King hops up on the second rope and nails a sunset flip on Naples. King follows up with a pin!"1………………………..2………………………..kickout!"King gets up and makes the tag to NM Savant. Savant charges Naples, but he counters with a devastating clothesline from hell! Savant literally does a back flip on impact! Oh my god! Naples laughs as he goes for the cover."1…………………………..2…………………….King breaks it up!"Andrew Brannan runs in and scares King out of the ring. Brannan returns to his corner as Naples pulls Savant up. Savant goes for a swing out of nowhere but Naples ducks. He nails a German Suplex! Savant is damn near unconscious. Naples tags in Andrew Brannan. The crowd boo’s as Brannan goes to the top rope immediately. Brannan leaps off and nails a moonsault onto the back of NM Savant! Brannan got so much air! Brannan holds his gut and goes for the cover."1…………………………………..2……………………………….he kicks out!!!"Brannan gets to his feel with complete disagreement with the referee. Savant crawls close to his corner as Brannan is arguing, but Brannan quickly runs over and gives him an elbow drop to the back. Brannan drags him back to the center and slowly picks him up. He goes for a swing but Savant ducks it and hits a DDT! Both men are down! Savant begins crawling faster to his corner and he makes the tag! King charges in and clotheslines Brannan down, and again, and again! He does a dropkick, knocking Naples off the ring apron! Savant gets back up and helps King work a double team on Brannan….double flapjack! This team is amazing! King climbs to the top rope and Brannan is out flat on the mat…King leaps off and hits the Ante Up! He goes for the pin!"1…………………….2…………………………..3!!! HE GOT HIM!""Ding, Ding, Ding!"King and Savant hug as Brannan rolls out of the ring. Naples points up at King disgusted at the end result of the match. "Marvelous Me" suddenly blares through the speakers, interrupting everything. Scott Hall and Kevin Nash tear through the curtain, headed for the ring. Naples and Brannan suddenly charge at them. Nash blocks a left from Brannan, taking him down with a big clothesline. Hall ducks a shot from Naples. He grabs Naples, sending him crashing into the ring apron. As Naples slowly stumbles forwards, Nash takes his head off with a big boot.
Hall slides into the ring as Nash climbs onto the apron. Nash steps over the top rope, both Savant and King readying themselves for what could be a battle. Savant charges at Nash. Nash knees him in the gut! King charges at Hall! . . . Clothesline! King goes down hard. Nash hammers down hard on Savant's back. He then places his head between his legs, positioning him just right. Nash bends over, wrapping his arms around him. He lifts him up . . . Jacknife Powerbomb! Savant crashes to the mat in a heap. Hall pulls King up, hammering him with lefts and rights. He then spins him around, lifting him up begin him . . . Outsider's Edge! King and Savant lay in a heap, broken from The Outsiders. Hall motions for a microphone.Hall: Hey, yo'! Now, I know you people have been dying to see us in the ring . . . So next week, I've got a little challenge. Ya' see, at Cyber Madness there is a match. A match where two teams go head to head for a shot at the World Tag Team Championships. Now, just like every other damn match at Cyber Madness, you . . . The people, gotta' vote. So, you got Tamashii Erotica . . . The two gay French guys . . . The Motor City Midgets . . . And The Outsiders!
Nash: And if you people know what's best, you vote for us . . . The Outsiders! Not these little punks. And Sammy . . . Joey . . . After we take care of business at Cyber Madness . . . You know what's comin' . . .
Hall: Now, before we head to the back, I'm gonna' take a little survey . . . Alright, here it goes. Who do you people want to see get a shot at Sam X and Joey? The Italian - Canadian Connection?The crowd boos, showing no support whatsoever of Naples and Brannan.Hall: Tamashii Erotica?The crowd gives them a mixed reaction, a few cheers.Hall: The Outsiders?The crowd cheers showing more support than any other team. Hall and Nash begin to grin.Hall: Or the Motor City Machine Guns?The crowd explodes, displaying more support for them than the Outsiders got.Hall: Well . . . Survey says . . . Always one more for the bad guys . . . Haha!Hall tosses the microphone to the ground as "Marvelous Me" once again takes over the arena.We cut to the back to find one half of the Motor City Machine Guns warming up backstage. Alex Shelley stretches in his locker room, with one leg up on the bench in front of him. The other sits firmly planted on the floor. Shelley winces as he bends back. Not from pain, but from the strain of the stretch. He looks over his shoulder, noticing the camera, and smiles. He waves his fingers in a girly wave as he cockily says 'Hey Darren!' into the lense. 'The Heat' Darren Mack stands with Todd Grisham in the backstage area, who awaits the cue to start the interview. Grisham gives a slight head nod before turning to Mack, who has quite the frown on his face, disgusted with his surroundings.Todd: Hi, I'm standing here with "The Heat" Darren Mack, and I'd...The Heat rips the microphone out of Todd's hand and shoves him off screen.Mack: Hi, I'm standing here with... Shut up, you retard. I didn't show up here tonight to get interviewed backstage by some scrub in a cheap suit. Tonight, I'm going out to that ring, and I'm going to show Alex Shelley why they call me "The Heat!"Mack throws the microphone at Todd and walks out of the shot. vs. Darren Mack vs. Alex Shelley(Gold Rush Tournament Match: Opening Round!)Alex Shelley stands in the ring, focused, waiting for 'The Heat' to arrive. The fans sit in anticipation of Mack's arrival, so the match can get started.
Finally, Prodigy's "Firestarter" hits the speakers and explodes throught the arena. Mack emerges from the tunnel with the nasty look still plastered across his face. Without missing a beat, ''The Heat'' takes off for the ring, sprining his way down the aisle. Shelley tenses as Mack slides under the ropes, this one is on!
Mack begins to stand, but Shelley gives him no time, dropkicking the planted knee right out from under The Heat! Mack rolls to his side, but it is to no evail, as Alex follows him. Shelley drops two hard stomps to the neck and back of the head of Mack, but The Heat ultimately makes his way to his feet. Shelley takes a step back and sends a smack through out the entire arena as help kicks Mack's right calf. The Heat pays no attention to his stinging leg, and charges forward. Shelley backs up one step, then plants his feet, and pokes Mack in the eye! Mack stumbles back as Shelley contiunes forward, this time grabbing the blinded Mack by the hair. Shelley pulls his head back, and whips his leg over the face if The Heat before dropping him hard. Alex gets up and stomps the back of Mack's head before stepping away, smiling. The Heat quickly gets to his feet, and runs toward the MCMG member. Shelley side steps the oncoming Mack, and Mack hits the turnbuckle.
The Heat bounces back to a waiting Alex Shelley, who hooks the arms and flips Mack backwards with a dragon suplex! Mack backflips and lands face first on the canvas. Shelley rushes to Mack's downed body and locks his legs around The Heat's shoulders before throwing his hips into the air and pounding them downward. The Skullfuck! Shelley smiles to the crowd, and points to the seats in front of him before doing it again. 10 Skullfucks later, Shelley unlocks the legs and rolls Mack over before going for the cover."1..... 2...... The Heat kicks out!"Shelley grabs Mack by the hair and begins to lift him up, but the Heat has recovered, and rakes Shelley in the eyes to give himself some time to catch hs breath. Mack walks over to the blinded Shelley and fires away with hard right hands before grabbing him by the hair and dragging him to the middle of the ring. DDT! Mack goes for the cover."1..... 2...... Shelley gets the shoulder up!"The Heat stares down the referee silently, before going back to the hurt Shelley. Mack lifts shelley to his feet and whips him into the ropes, power-slamming him on the rebound. Shelley goes down head first, and appears to be unconcious as The Heat goes for the cover."1...... 2...... 3!"This one is over! "The Heat" flexes his muscles and stares down the fallen Alex Shelley as the sound of static quickly interupts . . .
Everyone in the arena looks on, awestruck at the video. Darren has an odd look on his face and quickly rolls out of the ring as we cut to the back.We cut to the interview area were Edge and Mike Awesome stand with Grisham.Grisham: Guys can I get your thoughts?
Edge: Our thoughts Todd? It's very simple. Mike and I are going to dominate those two punks. There's nothing to it.
Awesome: Just like he said man. We're gonna destroy those little bastards and walk out victorious.The team leaves the set. The camera opens up to Bryan Danielson, just finishing up putting on his knee pads. He looks up abruptly, as the silence is interrupted by the voice of Jeff Hardy.Jeff: Hey man, you ready for the match?Bryan stands up, his head leaned back in a cocky manner. He lets out a slight sigh, now letting his head hang. Looking at Jeff with a cold stare, he finally replies.Bryan: The question is...are you ready? You better have your head in the game, and not up your ass. Not that I need to, but given the situation, I am counting on you tonight. Dont screw things up for me out there, or you will end up just like our opponents. Laying face down on the mat, getting ready to give in to the pain. The Pain...of Cattle Mutilation. vs. Jeff Hardy & Bryan Danielson vs. Edge & Mike Awesome(Tag Team Match!)"Awesome Bomb" blares through the speakers as the curtain is suddenly snatched open. With a snarl across his face, Mike Awesome makes his way onto the stage. He stands there for a moment, pulling his elbow pads on.Howard Finkel: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a tag team match . . . First, making his way to the ring . . . Hailing from Tampa, Florida . . . Weighing in tonight at two-hundred and ninety-two pounds . . . Standing at six feet and six inches . . . He is "The Gladiator" Mike Awesome!Awesome raises his arms as he begins to make his way down the ramp. With boos coming from all directions, he ignores the fans, denying them high-fives the the few fans who reach their eager hands out. Awesome quickly jogs up the steps and enters the ring. He hits the ropes, getting a feel for the ring and stands in the corner.Completly cutting off Awesome's music, Alter Bridge's "Metalingus suddenly blares through the speakers. Smoke suddenly covers the stage as strobe lights being flashing. Through the fog, "The Rated R Superstar" Edge comes running out. The crowd explodes with boo, bringing a smile across his face.Howard Finkel: And his tag team partner . . . Hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada . . . Weighing in at two-hundred and forty pounds . . . Standing at six feet and five inches . . . He is "The Rated R Superstar" Edge!Edge quickly makes his way down the ramp, the same smirk across his face. He quickly slides into the ring, where he looks around at the booing crowd. Edge slowly stands up, extending his hand to Awesome. the two quickly shake hands, creating a bond for this match.The lights suddenly dim, as a green and purple glow covers the stage. The pounding of drums begins to beat through the arena, increasing everyone's pulse. With glowing paint slung all over him, Jeff Hardy comes tearing through the curtain. He bobs his head to the music as the tempo suddenly picks up.Howard Finkel: Making his way to the ring . . . Hailing from Cameron, North Carolina . . . Weighing in at two-hundred and fifty-five pounds . . . Standing at six feet and one inch . . . Jeff Hardy!Jeff takes off down the ramp, running at full speed. He quickly slides into the ring, running right past Awesome and Edge. Jeff jumps onto the turnbuckle, his hands held up in the signature "Hardy Boy" taunt. He quickly hops down as the lights cut out . . .Lazers of all different colors suddenly shoot across the arena, going in every direction. Europe's "Final Countdown" suddenly blares as the former Custom Champion, "American Dragon" Bryan Danielson makes his way through the curtain. The fans erupt with cheers, screaming for one of their favorites. Danielson stops at the top of the ramp, the lazers shooting all around him.Howard Finkel: And his tag team partner . . . Hailing from Aberdeen, Washington . . . Weighing in at one-hundred and ninety-five pounds . . . Standing at five feet and ten inches . . . He is "The American Dragon" Bryan Danielson!Danielson slowly makes his way down the ramp, extending his hand to the eager fans. He quickly makes his way to the ring, where he jogs up the steps. Danielson quickly steps into the ring, slapping hands with Jeff. His music slowly fades away as the lights return to normal. Each team decides who to go in first as the bell sounds."Ding, Ding, Ding!"Danielson and Mike start off the match for their team. They both lock up, Danielson swings his leg around hitting Mike with a round house kick. Mike turns away from Danielson holding his head. Brian grabs Mike and drops him down hard with a back breaker. Jeff leans over signaling that he is already pumped for the tag. Danielson tag him and Hardy hit the top rope. Mike gets up slowly and turns into a whisper in the wind. Jeff raises up and grabs Mike by the hair. He lifts him up and tosses him into the ropes. Mike returns with a big boot, collapsing Jeff to the ground. He picks him up from around the neck and just as quickly slams his back down with a choke slam. Mike smiles as he looks down on Jeff. Jeff stirs just a little and eventually gets to his feet on his own. Mike runs towards Jeff for a clothesline. Jeff ducks, causing Mike to run into the turnbuckle with Danielson. Danielson smacks Mike in the face resulting in Mike keeping his back turned to Jeff. Jeff rolls up Mike to steal a win."1 . . . 2 . . ."Mike gets the shoulder up. Jeff tags in Danielson. Brian springboards off the top rope, knocking Mike down with a cross body. Mike Smack the ring in anger and gets to his feet quickly. Danielson leaps up for a drop kick however, Mike catches his feet. Mike swings him around several times before releasing him. Danielson’s head smack the pole of the turnbuckle. Mike. Drags Danielson to the center of the ring and pins him."1 . . . 2 . . ."Jeff kicks Mike in the back of the head breaking up the three count. Awesome lifts Jeff hardy above his head and throws him out of the ring. He looks over to his partner Edge who is just begging to pick up the scraps. Mike grants Edge the pin. Edge waits in the corner for Danielson to get up. When he does finally get up Edge propels at him like a rocket delivering a viscous spear. He smiles and waits several seconds before pinning Danielson."1 . . . 2 . . ."Edge looks furious as he pick up Danielson. Jeff crawls to his feet and back onto the apron. Edge drags Danielson over to Jeff and holds him several feet away. He taunts Jeff who is too far to reach Danielson. While Edge runs his mouth Jeff leaps and stretches far to tag him self in. He leaps over the ropes and drop kicks Edge before even landing in the ring. Jeff is bursting with energy while holding his neck. Mike Awesome yells at the ref about the tag giving Edge the distraction he needed. Edge low blows Jeff and follows up with a DDT. Danielson rushes over and helps Hardy up. Edge whips him into the turnbuckle in front of Awesome. Edge runs to Danielson with another spear. This time however, Dragon ducks. Edge spears his own partner off of the apron. As he stands looking over the rope at Awesome Danielson grabs Edge. Jeff hit’s the top rope and Brian hit’s a dragon suplex. Immediately after Edge hit’s the matt Jeff flies through the air landing his signature swanton bomb. Hardy gets the cover."1 . . ."Mike stands up."2 . . ."Danielson throws his body over the ropes and crashes into Mike."3 . . ."Jeff stands with his hands in the air as his music hit’s the P.A.
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Dec 17, 2007 23:59:35 GMT -5
We open to a close up on Maria.. Hello fans I am here with.... A.... A.... Atomic.. heheWe slowly back out to show Atomic.. He blows as Santa Hat to the back of his head as he starts talking..Ugh... This is absolutely idiotic!! Me having to wear this... This.... JOKE OF A SUIT!! And this only reason I am stuck in this is because of that idiot in a mask.... Whatever his name is!! See man.. I m gonna hunt you down and I am gonna single handedly kill you!!Maria starts giggling at this elf threatening murderWhat?!?! You think this is funny?!?!
.................Yeah?Atomic grabs Maria by the shirtYOU THINK THIS IS FUNNY!?!?! THE ONLY REASON I'M IN THIS IS BECAUSE OF THAT....Atomic starts shaking Maria, just as a thunderous chair whacks Atomic on the back.. He falls down as Maria scurries back.. The man in the black and white mask walks up and hits Atomic again.. He picks Atomic up and slides to his back and hold him.. Another man in similar mask walks up and punches Atomic.. The masked man drops Atomic.. He walks over to Maria and picks her up.. He and the other man start to walk off..Hey.. HEY!! Come back!!They stopCan I get a word??The first man stands and thinks..See the marker stone, see the heavy load See the burden on my head See I can’t move in with my lantern gone I need you only friend to shine in me And I’m not afraid to show my heart I’m not afraid to let you start in my life againHe taps Maria on the shoulder as he and the other man walk away......umm.... What?? We quickly cut backstage to Maria, who is standing by with Mr. Kennedy.Maria: As you all know, tonight marks the in-ring return of Mister Kennedy, who will go one on one with Randy Orton. Now Mister Kennedy, how do you feel making your return to the ring?
Mr. Kennedy: How do I feel? Maria, I feel Grrreat! I've never felt better in my career. And I'll tell you this, tonight I will shake off all of the ring rust . . . And I'll show Randy Orton that his victory over me during the summer was a fluke.
Maria: Are you in any way nervous?
Mr. Kennedy: Nervous? You gotta' be kidding me. Never . . . Not even once, has Mister Kennedy ever . . . Eeeeeever . . . Been nervous going into a match. So Maria, does that answer your question?
Maria: Why... Why yes, it does. Well, good luck out there.
Mr. Kennedy: Who needs luck?Kennedy quickly storms out of view, leaving Maria standing in the shot. The sound of flesh meeting metal rings throughout the room, as Randy Orton headbutts his locker. He moves his head around quickly, cracking it, and loosening up. Jumping up and down in place, Orton extends his arms and brings them back, stretching them. He takes in a deep breath, letting out a few moments later. Orton gets in one more stretch, then stands back up in a straight position. Grabbing the bottom of his shirt, he pulls it up, and over his head, throwing it onto a nearby chair. Orton lets a look of readiness befall his masculant face, as he exits the room, ready for battle. Main Event:vs. "Legend Killer" Randy Orton vs. Mr. Kennedy"MISSSTTTTEEERRRR KENNNEEEDDDYYY....
Keenneedy!!!""Turn Up The Trouble" blares through the speakers, taking over the arena. A mix of cheers and boos suddenly erupts from the crowd as the curtain is slung open. Kennedy walks out onto the stage, a determined look on his face. He goes from one side of the stage to the other, gazing into the crowd. He then stands in the center of the stage, taking in the huge pop from the crowd. With no hesitation, Kennedy makes his way down the ramp. He slaps a few hands, not really paying the fans much attention. The only thing he cares about is getting into that ring for the first time in over two months and competing. Kennedy quickly runs up the steps. He steps into the ring, ducking under the top rope. He quickly paces the ring, the lights suddenly dimming. Kennedy takes his place - center ring. He then looks up, his hand raised. A microphone quickly lowers, falling right into his hand. He takes it with pleasure, a smile across his face. As his musice dies down, he clears his throat, ready to announce.Mr. Kennedy: Ladies and Gentlemen . . . The following match-up is the main event of the evening . . . It is scheduled for one fall and is the return match of one of SNME's greatest talents to ever step into the squared circle . . . First, introducing myself . . . I hail from Green Bay, Wisconsin . . . I weigh in tonight at two-hundred and forty-four pounds . . . I stand at six feet and two inches . . . I am a former two-time Custom and Intercontinental Champion . . . I am a former member of the New World Order . . . I am . . .
MISSSTTTTEEERRRR KENNNEEEDDDYYY . . . . Kennedy quickly goes to the corner, stepping onto the middle rope. He motions for the crowd to quiet down, as they are saying it with him . . .. . . . KENNEDY!!!He tosses the microphone over his head and it is quickly pulled back up to the rafters. Kennedy climbs down from the turnbuckle and pulls his shirt over his head. He waits patiently in his corner.The lights return to normal as "Burn In My Light" by Mercy Drive fills the arena. Fans begin to cheer and boo, giving Orton that same mixed reaction he has been given for quite sometime now. Through the curtains steps "The Legend Killer" Randy Orton. Like never before, the hunger for victory can be seen in Orton's eyes. As Orton stands on the stage he quickly raises his arms. Golden sparks begin to rain down behind him, sending the glimmer through the entire arena. The sparks suddenly stop and the smoke begins to linger. Orton lowers his arms and stares hard at Kennedy. Randy slowly moves down the ramp, the women once again admiring his body. Howard Finkel: And the opponent . . . Hailing from St. Louis, Missouri . . . He weighs in tonight at two-hundred and sixty-five pounds . . . He stands at six feet and five inches . . . He is "The Kegend Killer" . . . Randy Orton!That cocky grin we always see from him suddenly creeps across his face as he makes it to the ring. Orton steps onto the apron and climbs into the ring. He bows up at Kennedy, but Mike Chioda quickly gets between them. Randy climbs to the second turnbuckle, raising him arms high in the air. Just as he is about to climb down Kennedy charges at him, nailing him across the back with a double axe-handle."Ding, Ding, Ding!"The bell sounds and the crowd is buzzing. Kennedy nails Orton across the back over and over again in the corner until Mike Chioda finally tells him to back off. Orton quickly regains his composure and turns around, pointing directly at Kennedy. Kennedy smiles, just daring Orton to make a move. The two men slowly inch forward, circling eachother. They lock up! Both men push and shove, giving it their all. Orton gets Kenney in a headlock. Kennedy bounces Orton off the ropes, shoving him across the ring. Orton comes firing back... Dropkick! Kennedy stumbles to the ground. Orton quickly gets up as does Kennedy. Orton goes at him. Kennedy kicks him in the gut. Orton goes for a quick clothesline... Kennedt ducks! Neckbreaker! Kennedy kneels over Orton punching him in the face. Orton quickly shoves Kennedy back and gets to his feet. He charges at Kennedy... Hiptoss! Orton rolls through it. Armdrag! Orton rolls through once more and charges at Kennedy. Kennedy hits him with a shoulder block, bringing Orton down. Kennedy bounces off the ropes and drops and elbow on Orton's chest. Quick cover..."1....2....Kickout!"Orton kicks out and Kennedy slaps the mat. He pulls Orton up, sending him to the ropes. Kennedy ducks, preparing for a back body drop. Orton catches himself on the ropes... Kennedy gets a kick to the face! Kennedy stumbles backwards, leaning against the ropes. Orton dives at him... Clothesline! Kennedy goes over the ropes and lands on his feet on the outside. He rests his head on the apron... Baseball slide dropkick! Kennedy gets knocked backwards and into the barricade!
Orton quickly slides out of the ring, and begins putting the boots to Kennedy. Kennedy catches Orton's foot and shoves him away. Kennedy quickly stands up and drills Orton in the face with a fury of lefts and rights! Orton stumbles backwards, and Kennedy goes for a clothesline... Orton ducks! Kennedy hits the ring post! Kennedy holds his arm and Orton nails him with a clothesline! Kennedy goes down hard and Orton pulls him up, rolling him back into the ring to break the count.
Orton slides in and picks Kennedy up. Orton positions Kennedy for a DDT... Reversal! Kennedy spins Orton's arm around and locks in a reverse hammer lock. Orton looks to be in pain, and Kennedy locks it in tighter. He then places his leg behind Orton as he shoves him back tripping him. Orton falls to the mat and Kennedy locks in an arm bar. Kennedy pulls and pulls at Orton's arm, trying to hurt him as much as he hurt when he clotheslined the ring post. Kennedy keeps pulling, and Orton gets a sudden burst of energy. Orton gets to his knees, Kennedy still latched onto his arm. With all of his power Orton slams Kennedy to the mat, breaking the hold. The fans begin to cheer and Orton falls against the ropes. Orton dives at Kennedy, bringing a double axe-handle across his chest... Orton then begins to lay into Kennedy with punch after punch. Chioda tugs at him, trying to pull him off. He then threatens to DQ Orton, bringing him back to a normal state of mind. Orton backs off of Kennedy and goes to the corner. He rests for a few seconds as Kennedy gathers himself.
Kennedy stands up, and Orton charges at him. Kennedy escapes the ring through the ropes and stands on the outside. Orton leans over the ropes pointing down at him, calling him all sorts of names. Kennedy begins to smirk and snatches Orton by the ankles. Orton crashes to the mat and Kennedy drags him to the outside. Kennedy nails him with a few body shots and then whips him into the barricade. Kennedy then lifts Orton up, causing Orton to straddle the barricade!
Kennedy slowly backs away... He quickly charges, clotheslining Orton to the floor. Kennedy slowly pulls Orton up. He grabs him by the neck and tights and sends him crashing into the steel steps. Before entering the ring, Kennedy gives Orton a good stomping to make sure he stays down for a while. As Kennedy enters the ring, Chioda begins the count."1.........2.......3.........4.........5.........6.........7"Kennedy paces the ring, smiling that Orton has still not made it back into the ring."8.......9......" As Kennedy messes with the crowd, Orton slowly rolls in. Kennedy still doesn't notice. Chioda stops the count and the crowd are cheering their heads off. Kennedy, turns around puzzled... RKO! Orton nails Kennedy with the RKO! Randy makes the cover as Chioda makes the count..."1......2.....2.99!!"Styles: Kennedy kicks out! Holy shit! Kennedy kicks out!
Owens: I knew he would. Kennedy never goes down that easily!Along with Orton, the crowd is in complete shock. Orton stands up - jaw dropped, pulling his hair. He thought he had it won with that sneaky RKO. Orton pulls Kennedy up. With Kennedy on his knees, Orton begins to drill him in the forehead with hard right hands. Kennedy takes each hit as they grow harder and harder after each one. Kennedy finally drops to the mat and Orton makes another quick cover."1....2....2.99!!!"With all of his power, Kennedy kicks out again. Orton, this time mad, pulls Kennedy up. He goes behind him.... Overdrive! Kennedy bounces off of Orton's back and squirms on the mat. Kennedy, looking to be in serious pain, motions the referee over to him. Chioda kneels down beside Kennedy who suddenly shoves him out of the ring. Kennedy rolls to the ropes, pulling himself up. Orton charges at him. Kennedy ducks, dropping to his knees... Low blow! Orton holds his groin... Kennedy nails him with a spike DDT!Kennedy quickly slides out of the ring. He goes over to the time keeper's table. He snatches his chair up from under him. Kennedy slides back into the ring with the chair and places it on the mat. he pulls Orton up, nailing with a few body shots. Kennedy lets out a manical laugh as he plants Orton with another spike DDT! This time on the chair. Orton lays motionless on the ground and Kennedy begins to climb the turnbuckle. Kennedy perches on the top turnbuckle and looks down at Orton. He then leaps off going for the Kenton Bomb... Orton moves! Kennedy lands on the chair!
Kennedy writhes in pain, holding his back. Orton slides the chair from the ring as Chioda climbs back into the ring. Chioda quickly gets back to calling the action. Kennedy crawls to the ropes, resting on the middle one. Orton runs across the ring, nailing Kennedy in the back with his knees.
Orton backs away, allowing Kennedy time to get up. Kennedy slowly pulls himself up, now resting on the top rope. Orton slowly inches towards him, nailing a standing dropkick! Kennedy falls over the top rope, nailing his back on the apron. Kennedy falls against the barricade, holding his aching back once more. Orton comes diving out of the ring... Suicide dive! Both men crash to the floor and the fans are going wild. As they rest on the floor, Chioda once again starts up the count."1.........2.........3.........4.........5"Orton pulls himself up. Kennedy is crawling to the apron. Orton slowly makes his way over to Kennedy, kicking him across the back. Orton pulls Kennedy up, and rolls him into the ring. Orton climbs onto the apron and then begins to climb the turnbuckles. Orton perches on the top turnbuckle as Kennedy slowly stands up. Kennedy quickly spots Orton as he leaps off... Kennedy catches him on his shoulders.With Orton on his shoulders Kennedy steps onto the first turnbuckle. He then slowly steps up to the second. With a sick look in his eye, Kennedy steps over the ropes, looking to the floor in front of the ramp. Chioda tells him no, but Kennedy leaps off... Green Bay Plunge! Kennedy drives Orton to the outside and the fans begin to go wild.
Both men lay motionless once again. Kennedy slowly sits up as Chioda starts the count. With his back in more pain than ever, Kennedy uses the apron to pull himself up. Orton slowly looks up, realizing where he is again. He looks dazed and confused, but inside he knows exactly where he is...hell. Orton pulls on the ring skirt, pulling himself up. Kennedy rolls into the ring and slowly stands. He waits for Orton who climbs onto the apron. Kennedy grabs Orton by the head and takes him over to the corner. Kennedy sits on the top turnbuckle and pulls Orton onto his shoulders. As he is about to leap off for a second Green Bay Plunge, Orton wiggles free... Orton leaps over Kennedy.... RKO!!! Holy shit! RKO!!!
The fans are going even more crazier than before, and Chioda can't believe it. These two men are absolutely insane. Instead of laying there, regaining their strength, both men begin to pull themselves up. They shake off all the pain and they look across the ring at eachother. Orton charges at Kennedy. Kennedy goes for a kick. Orton catches Kennedy's boot... Kennedy hits the inziguri! Orton falls backwards, bouncing off the ropes. Orton fires back at Kennedy... He goes for the RKO! Kennedy tosses him off... Orton nails Chioda! Chioda falls through the ropes and to the floor. Orton turns around, ducking a clothesline fro Kennedy. He reaches behind him, neck breaker! Kennedy goes down and Orton slowly stands up. Orton begins pounding the the mat with his fists, waiting for Kennedy to make it to his feet . . ."Behold The King . . . The King of Kings . . . There is only one!"
"Time To Play The Gaaaaame!"Like never before the crowd suddenly pops into a frenzy. Orton's eyes grow big as he looks to the stage. He looks for him, but he isn't there. Orton slowly backs up, bumping into someone. Orton slowly turns around... Boot to the gut! Orton bends over, as Triple H places his head between his legs. Triple H looks around, the crowd still going insane. With a smile on his face he hooks Orton's arms... He jumps up... PEDIGREE! Triple H slowly stands up, Kennedy looking on from the corner. Kennedy slowly claps as Triple H looks down at Orton. He then points down to him while looking at Kennedy. Kennedy nods his head as Triple H climbs out of the ring.
Kennedy pulls Orton up. He lifts him up onto his shoulders and backs into the corner. He slowly climbs, taking one turnbuckle at a time. The first... The second... He now reaches the top turnbuckle, maintaing his balance the best he can. With Orton still on his shoulders, Kennedy takes a leap... He flips in mid-air... Green Bay Plunge! Chioda slowly slides into the ring as Kennedy covers Orton... Chioda counts...". . . 1 . . . 2 . . . 3!"The crowd erupts in cheers once more, letting Kennedy know how they feel about his return to the ring. Kennedy slowly stands up, looking on at Triple H who now stands at the top of the ramp. Kennedy once more nods his head ot him. As Mike Chioda raises Kennedy's hand the lights suddenly cut out... The sound of a raven cawing echos through the arena. Static suddenly takes over the screen as Saturday Night's Main Event goes off the air.
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Post by "Legend Thriller" Jeff Hardy on Dec 18, 2007 0:12:26 GMT -5
Nice job guys. This was good,not just cause i finally got a win but it was a overall good show. Keep up the good work guys
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Post by ajbrannan on Dec 18, 2007 3:14:42 GMT -5
So Me and Naples got defeated after hardly any effectiveness in their RP at all? not to mention the lack of length and detail. Pftt now is probably 2/3 times we've been screwed here.
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Post by ajbrannan on Dec 18, 2007 3:15:33 GMT -5
Another thing to add, His RP was late therfore it shouldn't have counted.
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Dec 18, 2007 3:22:33 GMT -5
Only one of you RPed. Savant is only one guy playing two characters.
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Post by ajbrannan on Dec 18, 2007 8:03:19 GMT -5
But that wasnt it....Im so sure that he only involved one of his characters in the RP.
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Dec 18, 2007 8:21:07 GMT -5
Actually, both characters were included in his roleplay. If you feel you've been screwed over, I'm sorry. The decision stands.
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Post by Mr. Kennedy on Dec 18, 2007 9:37:49 GMT -5
Wow, great show guys. Way for me to make a come-back, eh? Anyways, the shos that you guys produce always amaze me time after time. 4/5 with some typographical errors. Other then that, perfect show.
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Post by ajbrannan on Dec 18, 2007 11:01:15 GMT -5
You know what i don't see is fair? Just because my partner didnt RP it isnt all about that, The ONE person RP's as two people so why should we get defeated because my partner didnt rp yet this guy plays two people.
I know its just a RP and all but fucking come on.
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Post by "HBK" Shawn Michaels on Dec 18, 2007 12:20:42 GMT -5
You know what i don't see is fair? Just because my partner didnt RP it isnt all about that, The ONE person RP's as two people so why should we get defeated because my partner didnt rp yet this guy plays two people. I know its just a RP and all but fucking come on. Just because YOU think Tamashii Eradico's RP wasn't as good as YOURS, it doesn't mean anyone else does . . . Mmk? Roleplays can be interpreted in many different ways. It all depends on how you look at it. To me, your RP could be complete and utter shit . . . I don't think that, but I damn well could.
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Kammy
Main Eventer
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What Kammy Wants Kammy Gets!
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Post by Kammy on Dec 18, 2007 13:56:44 GMT -5
You know what i don't see is fair? Just because my partner didnt RP it isnt all about that, The ONE person RP's as two people so why should we get defeated because my partner didnt rp yet this guy plays two people. I know its just a RP and all but fucking come on. There will be other matches, just relax kiddo
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Post by "The Game" Triple H on Dec 18, 2007 19:05:24 GMT -5
0h eM g3E gUiZ eY3 maIde uH apEe3reNce t0niTe s0 CraiZe3!11!11!!!111!111
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Post by "The Rated R Superstar" Edge on Dec 18, 2007 19:05:48 GMT -5
I don't like NAples and andrew. im glad he deleted himself. As for my match goes... FUCK! first loss. good decision though.
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Curtain Jerker
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Post by Chris Jericho on Dec 18, 2007 19:08:50 GMT -5
TRIPLE H
BONER BONER BONER BONER
SPLOOGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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Post by jbp on Dec 18, 2007 19:55:05 GMT -5
TRIPLE H BONER BONER BONER BONER SPLOOGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
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Post by "American Dragon" on Dec 18, 2007 20:25:38 GMT -5
TRIPLE H AND KENNEDY! BONERIFIC!
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Post by Naples Knight on Dec 18, 2007 20:49:09 GMT -5
I don't like NAples and andrew. im glad he deleted himself. As for my match goes... FUCK! first loss. good decision though. Your not the only one. That was unessicary, seriously, in about every post me and Brannan made there is shit from you and that seth asshole. Can everybody just get off MY fucking case. I was loyal enough to stay when my partner got too pissed and left. I'm glad you don't like us, because I don't like you. I'm sure you could care less, but like you... I am stating my opinion about somebody I dislike...
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Post by Seth Akira on Dec 18, 2007 20:56:50 GMT -5
I don't like NAples and andrew. im glad he deleted himself. As for my match goes... FUCK! first loss. good decision though. Your not the only one. That was unessicary, seriously, in about every post me and Brannan made there is shit from you and that seth asshole. Can everybody just get off MY fucking case. I was loyal enough to stay when my partner got too pissed and left. I'm glad you don't like us, because I don't like you. I'm sure you could care less, but like you... I am stating my opinion about somebody I dislike... HAHAHA!! You're fucking hilariose child. You call me an asshole because I state my oppinion. I state my fucking oppinion because every thread I see you fuckers in, all you do is bitch. That is all I have fucking seen from you. So listen up, stop judging me and calling me an asshole. When you have no fucking idea who the fuck I am, or how I fucking act. I asked for that new fedder that cussed you out for your partner being a bitch and flipping out. I asked for him to stop, I asked nicely, which Im a nice person...if you get on my good side. Don't be so judgmental.
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