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Unholy Meatpuppet Vice Captain
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 Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2005 8:08 am
Post your Promo's here. Anything under 3 paragraphs will be deleted and the user will be warned, repeat offenders will be banned twisted
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Posted: Tue Jan 18, 2005 1:15 pm
What is the meaning of Life?
People ask themselves these questions throughout life, while wasting valuable time and energy. A life "Doomed" to failure. For those of you who seek the answers, for those of you looking for direction, look no further. The answer is "sucess". The answer is in me.
You people no longer have to throw your lives away making the feeble attempt to amount to something, only to fall into inevitable dissapointment. You now have a beacon of hope before you, a chariot that you can depend on. An individual you can, in fact, live through vicariously.
Let me be your window of opportunity...Your champion that will rise to the occassion, and raise you from the lower depths of impending Doom of insignificance and failure. From this sacrifice, I am.......
The DoomChyld....
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Unholy Meatpuppet Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 8:24 pm
Slowly the large viewing screen in the small Barton Town arena, known affectionately to those in attendance as 'The Civic Hall' comes to life, sending a glow out through the darkened arena. The crowd cheer as the image of Roselyn Peters, the GWA backstage interviewer, is shown. She is standing in front of a small TV, which displays a spinning GWA logo on it, holding a microphone, her face covered in a bright, gleaming smile. The crowd continue to cheer, but soon grow quiet as Roselyn brings the microphone up towards her mouth.
"Ladies and Gentleman, I have the distinct honour tonight of welcoming you all too tonight's GWA Live Event her at 'The Barton Civic Hall'."
The crowd cheer at the mention of their town, and the mention of their arena.
"Tonight I have been given the opportunity and pleasure to interview one of the GWA's brightest and most established stars, so it is my honour to introduce to you, a former World Heavyweight Champion, The Unholy Meatpuppet."
Puppet gets a mixed reaction from the crowd, with Barton being notorious as a heel loving crowd Puppet still surprisingly generates a lot of heat from those in attendance. The camera slowly zooms out a little to show Puppet entering the shot, wearing a shirt supporting a small independent band, baggy jeans and a pair of sunglasses wedged in his hair, sitting atop of his head. He brings a bottle of spring water to his lips and drinks the little remaining water in it, then throwing the empty bottle out of screen. He switches his glance directly towards Roselyn, who nervously stares back before diverting her eyes back to the camera and once again lifting the microphone to her mouth.
"Welcome, Puppet, if you don't mind I would like to ask you some questions..."
"Well that's normally what an interview consists of"
"Well, I guess the first thing I would like to ask is, how did you end up here in the GWA?"
"Heh, I think that is pretty well documented, don't you Roselyn?"
"Well, yes, but still, for the people here who don't know would you mind explaining?"
"Well, I would mind but as 'The Boss' requested for me to do this interview, and to stay on her good side I think I should at least ATEMPT to answer your... pointless questions, so, here goes. Well, as I'm sure all of my adoring fans out there would know, before entering this, uh, 'company', I was a member of another, named the GEWE, or something like that. And well, now I'm not a member, and because I need a job, I decided to get one, and here I am, next question."
"Uh, that wasn't exactly the response I was looking for..."
"Well that's the one that you got."
"So I see, well anyway, it was named earlier this week from owner Ms. Brianna Rach that at the first ever presentation if 'GWA Damaged' it was going to be you versus Rocker in a one on one match-up, what are your thoughts on this?"
"My thoughts? Well, I can't say that I'm not disappointed because, well, I obviously am. I mean, this is to be my first match here in the GWAEWETWF..."
"It's GWA..."
"What ever, why do all wrestling companies have to have their company's name simplified into initials?"
"I dunno..."
"Shut up, that's irrelevant, what was I talking about? Oh yeah, that guy, uh, scooter or something, I can't remember, I mean I do get dropped on my head as a living, I mean, what was the question?"
"What are your views on facing Rocker on the first ever presenta..."
"Oh yea, I remember now, well I can't say that I'm not disappointed because I am... disappointed. I mean, it's my first match here in the G... er... It's my first match in this company and I would like to make an impact, I would like to create a match with an athlete of amazing athleticism and stuff like that. I want a match that will go down in history as the match that solidified the..."
Puppet quickly brings his hand up to cover his mouth.
"G...*cough*... as a forced to be reckoned with in the world of professional wrestling, I was looking forward to that match, I had my eyes set on that match, and most importantly I deserve THAT match, but now, after finding out that I have a match with The Boulder or what ever that guys name is, I know that will not happen, and I'm disappointed."
"May I ask why that match won�t happen, the one that 'Will go down in history' as you put it?"
"Because, how many matches are that good, and are that breath taking that involve a curtain jerking jobber? NONE. And that's who I am being forced to face, a guy who doesn't even DESERVE to be on the same card as me, let alone in a match with me. Need I remind you that I am a former World Heavyweight Champion? And I use the word 'Former' very reluctantly because, as I'm sure you are aware Ms. Peters, I never LOST that title, I would still be Champion if that Company didn't fall down around me, I was there one shining light, it's a shame that none of the other guys could keep up to my standard other wise that company, whose name I forget, would still be here today."
"It's funny you should mention the company that you were once apart of because you are not the only member of the roster who once worked there."
"I'm not?"
"No, you're not. Other's such as Rocker, Heartbreaker and T.N.T worked in the GEWE and are now active members of the GWA roster, how do you feel about sharing a locker room with those guys again?"
"I don't share a locker room with them, mine is private."
"I meant figuratively speaking."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Well, I guess, once again having those guys backstage with you, traveling with you and competing in matches with you"
"When we're on the road I often get a car to myself, out of respect all of the other wrestlers refuse to travel with me, I guess they're intimidated, or something. I've heard guys backstage say that they would rather die than have to travel with me, which I take as a great compliment, acknowledging that I like my privacy and respecting that. And about facing those guys in the ring? It doesn't matter to me who they are; they all look like jobbers to me. I mean, how many of those guys were World Heavyweight Champion for FIVE months, defending that night after night after night, did I mention that I never lost that title?"
"Yea...I believe you did..."
"Well I didn't you know, so I think that that should at least mean that I am in a match for this companies highest title, I mean I don't even think that I should have to wrestle for that title, I think out of respect and, well, seeing as I'm really the only talented athlete here in the G... A..."
"GWA"
"GWA, would you stop interrupting, I was just about to say that, anyways, seeing as I am the most talented wrestler here in the GWA I don't think it's a matter of if I get that championship, but more a matter of when I get that championship."
"Yes, well anyways, to kind of turn away from the subject of your past Championship achievements, I would like to ask you a question regarding your past wrestling achievements, more specifically a match that you were involved in, in the former GEWE, which was, and still is, regarded as most as on of the greatest matches in the companies short history. It was the unforgettable submission match in which you faced your opponent for this weeks 'Damaged', Rocker."
Puppet scratches his head.
"Did I win that match?"
"Yes, yes you did. But it isn't the match that I want to ask you about, even though the match was incredible, it is the actions that took place after that match that I want to ask you about and how that may affect your performance this weekend. At the conclusion of that match, after you won, you came back down to the ring, helped Rocker up and then shook and raised his hand, before helping him up the ramp, towards the back. Also, how have your views of rocker changed since that day?"
"Who? Scooter? Listen, at that time, I was in a, uh, questionable state of mind. I had only been World Heavyweight Champion for a couple of months, if that, I can't remember, it all seems like one big blur. I kind of got, drawn in you could say, into the glitz and glamour of being champion. It's a whole different life style, one that I'm sure you're not aware of. So, throughout that entire time, I made some very questionable decisions, that being one of them... At that time I saw talent in The Boulder, I thought I saw someone I would like to align myself with, someone who I thought was going to be the future of the business, if something happened to me, like a plane crash or like, a train derailment or something. But while I saw that in him, I was also having deep and meaningful conversations with pot plants, and having dreams of Elvis passing the crown of "King of Rock 'n Roll" onto me. So, I wasn't in exactly the most 'Intelligent' state of mind."
"How do you think that your feelings for him now and what you once felt are going to affect you in the match?"
"God, you make it sound like we dated, which didn�t happen... seriously...uh, affect me? It's not going to 'Affect Me'. I'm going to go out there and see him the way everybody else sees him, a talent-less nobody who doesn't deserve to be in the same building as me."
"Um, ok, well as my final question, what is the best thing about now working for The Gambino Wrestling Alliance?"
"Well, I'll tell you what, there is one thing that is great about it, as long as I work here in Gambino I don't have to go back to hell hole, Barton Town, have you ever been there, god, I would rather have an enema than go back ther..."
The Barton crowd boo and jeer Puppet, the once heel loving, impartial crowd have now turned on him, Barton Town may love heels, but they love their Town even more.
"Uh, Puppet? We're in Barton tonight..."
For some reason, the crowd cheers as Roselyn mentions their towns name.
"What the hell? We are? But when I joined the GAMBINO Wrestling Alliance, I thought I was to stay in GAMBINO?"
"No, that's just where the company is stationed, we still move around to the various cities and towns in the close proximity of Gambino."
"What? Damn, I knew I should have read my contract, my lawyer was right, AGAIN."
Puppet rubs the side of his head with his left hand as he pulls his sunglasses down to his eyes with his right. He turns away from Roselyn and exits the shot. The camera then closes back in on Roselyn as she finishes the segment.
"Uh, thank you Puppet for your, uh, time. And thank you Barton for coming out here tonight, don't forget to visit the various merchandise stands during the breaks and on your way out."
The crowd gives mixed response to the finish of the segment, half cheering and half silent, presumably the silent half disappointed at the blatant product plug at the end of the entertaining interview. The picture of Roselyn fades from the large viewing screen as it returns to its previous black colour. The camera pans the audience, who jump and cheer, hoping to get a spot on the GWA television re-cap show, the feed then slowly fades, much like the viewing screen, to black.
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Posted: Fri Jan 21, 2005 9:18 pm
Heartbreaker by Led Zeppelin echos throughout the Barton Civic Center as the fans cheer in anticipation. Heartbreaker walks out on stage, dressed In casual attire. He lifts his arms above his head in an X as pyrotechnics go off behind him. He casually walks down the aisle, rolls into the ring and grabs a microphone from a stage-hand.
"I've got to say. It feels pretty good to be given the respect that I deserve. Not that I really give a damn about what you hicks have to say. But anyway, onto the subject at hand. Ahem... Hellooo Barton Town!"
The crowd cheers at the mention of their name.
"Oh, Shut up! Do you guys always get this excited every time someone reminds you where you are? I can't imagine you people being proud of this one-horse town anyway. But never mind that. I have a few things to say here tonight. First of all, I would like to welcome you to the beginning of an empire. And that empire is the GWA! I would also like to welcome you to the next chapter in a dynasty. MY dynasty. I've told you once, I've told you twice, and If I'm not mistaken, I've told you three times, I am the future of wresting, and the future never looked so good! Forgive me, I just had to get that out of my system. Now it seems to me that this company has employed several talents, including myself, from a dead end organization that shall not be named from here on in."
The crowd starts a GEWE chant.
"Did you not just hear me? I knew you people were stupid, I didn't know you were deaf too. And one of these talents goes by the name of The Unholy Meatpuppet."
The crowd boos at the mention of his name.
"I know, I know. Now, I'll give Puppet some credit, he was an undefeated champion for a number of months, and he was the last champion of 'that which shall not be named' but the fact of the matter is, you never faced me for that title! In fact, the only time you did face me, in my debut match I might add, at the end of that match I was walking back up that aisle with my head held high. While you were left crucified in between those ropes beaten and bloody. I'm gonna take all of you here tonight on a little trip. This trip is to about two weeks ago at Absolute Zero, where I beat the holy hell out of Shocker to earn a shot at the title. But I never got that title shot, did I Puppet? And It's lucky for you that I didn't because If I did, you would've been deader than the G-E-W... Sorry, I forgot. But the fact of the matter is that here in the GWA I will take my rightful place at the top of the food chain. I will take what is rightfully mine. I will take this industry, and give it a good kick in the a**! And I will fulfil my destiny, and win that World Heavyweight Title. And when I do, you'd better hope that you aren't the one I have to go through to get that title."
The crowd shows approval with a "Heartbreaker" chant.
"Thank you. Now I'm going to turn my attention to more immediate matters. For my very first match in this orginization I'm booked to wrestle some rookie named Deathboy or Destructo-man or some cheesy crap like that. And I would just like to say to this kid: It's never too late to forfeit. It just saves both of us alot of time. It's kinda sad that this kid's career has too start off like this, but look at it this way: There's no shame in being beaten by the best. I'll see you in the future."
HB drops the microphone and heads up the aisle with his arms in an X and a mixed reaction from the fans.
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Posted: Sun Jan 23, 2005 12:51 pm
[ Message temporarily off-line ]
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Posted: Mon Jan 24, 2005 11:18 pm
Rocker sits in his locker room thinking back over the disgusting, untrue comments from Puppet and Heartbreakers unfair dismissals in their promos and then gets up and walks over to his boots. Rocker picks up his boots walks back to where he sat and strapped them on, Rocker then leaned back and rested his back on the wall. Rocker took a deep breath in and then quickly let it out and got to his feet then exiting his locker room door, Rocker slams the door and walks down the hall to the curtains covering the entrance. Rocker stops and waits and then Headstrong by Trapt hits the speakers around the arena. A mould green shade falls over the arena and an average sized dark red figure emerges from the bottom of the ramp, slowly stopping once the whole figure was fully visible. The figure stands at the top of the ramp for a while and then just as the vocals start he makes his way slowly down the ramp! Circling your, circling your, circling your head,
Contemplating everything you ever said
Now I see the truth, I got doubt
A different motive in your eyes and now Im out
See you later
I see your fantasy, You want to make it a reality paved in gold
See inside, Inside of our heads (yeah)
Well now that’s over
I see your motives inside, decisions to hideThe chorus hits and the figure stops at the bottom of the ramp and flexes his muscles, it not hard to tell now how the figure is. Rocker stops and flexes his muscles and then flicks off both sides of the crowd, much to there dislike, they boo extremely loud! Back off Ill take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong
Headstrong were Headstrong
Back off Ill take you on
Headstrong to take on anyone
I know that you are wrong and this is not where you belong
I cant give everything away
I wont give everything awayThe lights lift back to normal and Rocker slides in the ring and runs to the corner and throws his hand in the air and then jumps down again and goes to the opposite corner, he goes to the other 2 corners following that corner, Rocker then walks over to the back of the ring and snatches a Mic from the ring manager Jeremy Clarkson, the crowd respond with a mixed reactions showing how unsure they were about Rocker. Claire: Ohh what could he want coming out here, I don’t see him scheduled to come out here! Drake: Aahaha look at how he walks, my god looks like someone pulled his knee out and put it back in but not correctly. Claire: Yes well he had knee surgery in between his last company and this one, anyway lets let him talk. Rocker shakes his head in disappointment and then slowly brings the Mic to his mouth, Rocker then leans on the top rope looking towards the entrance! Rocker: Well I would welcome you here to the first ever GWA coverage but quite frankly I dont think you people to deserve it. I was thinking backstage in my locker room about a fews thing and thought that I should get some things across to some of you narrow minded people and my match this week at the first ever GWA Damaged. Puppet you stand backstage mouthing off about how you were the sole shining light left when GEWE died!?! Well I agree on part, you were a shiny light in GEWE but you weren’t the only shining light, need I remind you that I ended Dark Dragons days in wrestling, not to mention all my great matches, yea the submission match was good but could have been better if I wasn’t carrying you through the match. Not only them facts but did you forget I was the longest reigning Television Champion in GEWEs short history just like you, except a title that required more defending. I held that title for 4months and a half and you dont think I was a shining light? Well your wrong I was am still am one of the best wrestlers around the world let only GWA, my talent far surpasses your minor talent. The crowd cheer and boo at the same time, Rocker slowly backs off the rope and steps back and then stands facing the entrance about to talk again. Rocker: You say im not worthy of being part of your card or even a match with you well I got news for u, your very wrong, you thought me and you did well in the submission match well you wait for this match, im going to bring everything and more so be ready. Rocker looks around at the crowd who mainly seem to be cheering then bring the mic back to his mouth. Rocker: Dare I start on Heartbreaker and his a** claims that his the future. I remembered you claim that back in GEWE and I didn’t see anything but a crappy wrestler that got a push because there was no other good enough, but here in GWA there is more and enough people and unlike GWA one of them people will be me. Issue you to bring what you want anytime because fact is your just going to end up like all the other that have got in my way, just ask Sparco, he’ll tell you! Your not the future now and you never will be, whether I make sure of that all someone else does it don’t matter its only a matter of time before you get taken out! I want to roll some footage please of something the cameras caught the other say that I thought was hilarious. Quote: "Hey? Heh, is that..." The Janitor pulls his hat down to further cover his face, but Puppet rips it off, throwing it to the ground. The janitor quickly turns away, sheilding his face once more. "It is you, wow, hey, I didn't know you had hit this low, I guess your business going under really put you on the poor shelf, huh?" The Janitor turns around again, trying to leave to save further embarrasment, he replied to Puppet in a whisper, "Yea... I got stuff to do, so if you'll excus..." Puppet cut him off as he began to talk. "Hey, listen, if I knew you needed a hand I would've helped, I really would of..." "Yea, I'm sure you would..." "No, don't be like that, listen I know we had our differences, and things kind of ended on a sour note but, hey, I could have lended you a buck or two..." Puppet leans down and picks the janitors hat up off of the floor and roughly places it on his head. "Heh, but hey, you seem to be working your way back up, I mean atleast your still in the business... er... in some fashion at least... Listen, McKean, it was good seeing you again and... uh...could you get to mopping up this mess? Yea thanks" Rocker chuckles as the footage finishes rolling, he continues to chuckle as he brings the Mic to his mouth. Rocker: Hahaha..ok..ook..ahaha I cant believe it was really you Mark, a Janitor..ahaha and of all people you had to run it to the most self centre b*****d here in GWA. I mean Puppet of all people that was good, Mark didn’t you tell someone we could have got you maybe the valet? Maybe a bag carrier but no you would rather lower to the yourself to GWA’s Janitor?? I don’t get your methods here Mark. Anyway need some cash I advise going to see someone like TNT his the best thing for quick money if you get what I mean Mark..ahaha..! Just to top my week how about we relive Sparco’s near death incident. Ohh and trust me Sparco that was nothing and if you had of just had pictures of things other then yourself then I would not have done what I did, Role the footage! Quote: Rocker was walking past at just that point i time and decided to drop in to see Sparco, So Rocker pushed open sparco door and walked in and said. Rocker: Need decorating hey? May i help? Rocker grabbed a roll of a poster that when he unrolled it was a picture of Sparco,he then dropped the poster and grabbed another one and unrolled it and once again it was a poster of Sparco. Rocker: Guess you love looking at your self dont you, i got a better way to decorate it and its via my help. Rocker ran at Sparco and jumped him just as he turned around, Rocker started laying in hands into Rockers face and then Rocker got off and pulled Sparco up with him and whipped him into the wall. Sparco hit head first sending his head through the plasterboard wall and then his whole body followed making one huge hole in the wall. Rocker walked over to Sparco and pulled him out of the hole, Sparco was bleeding from his head and Rocker took advantage of this and rubbed his head all of the wall leaving multiple blood strains all over the walls. Rocker then lined Sparco up for the opposite corner and once agin whipped him and once again sparco went through the wall. Rocker: Yep much better now loser! Rocker again chuckles and then brings the Mic back to his mouth. Rocker: Was that fun hey Sparco? I enjoyed it! Though looking back on it I should have done a much better job then that, much better! I mean even Puppet wouldn’t have a room full of posters of him.. The lights suddenly turn a blinding white, 96 quite bitter beings by CKY hits the sound system and out walks a black figure that walks down to about the middle of the ramp, everyone can see the Mic in his hand and the lights start to left back to normal. Then out of no where suddenly Heartbreaker by Led Zeppelin hits the sound system and out walks Heartbreaker, also with a Mic. Puppet: hey hit the road jack, im dealing with this punk right now get in line and wait for the left overs if theres a... Heartbreaker: Or I could take both of you two out and then really make a name for myself couldn’t…. Next thing Pretending by HIM hits the speakers and out walks Brianna Rach the owner of GWA walks out with a Mic in hand. Brianna: Alright that’s enough s**t now! Puppet keep it for you match this week and how good would you be for your match Heartbreaker if they both decided to double team you for talking about them like that? I understand Rocker said some irrational things just before but save it for your matches with him. Yea you heard right your matches, this week at Damaged Puppet will get his hands on Rocker and next week on Damaged its going to be Rocker Vs Heartbreaker and Sparco, maybe that shall teach you to take out people Rocker! Have fun.. Brianna turns and walks out of the view of everyone to the backstage to Pretending playing. Rocker stares straight at Puppet before Heartbreaker leaves to Heartbreaker playing. Rocker gives Puppet a angry look as Puppet turns and leaves to 96 quite bitter beings. Rocker drops his Mic and rushes out of the arena to Headstrong playing! Drake: Ahaha Rocker is scary watch out for him Claire, he could be trouble for you. Claire: You think so? I will push you in his way, ahaha!
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Posted: Wed Jan 26, 2005 9:22 pm
Walking down the streets of neighborhood, people ask me "Why do I do the things that I do?". And I cannot answer them right away, because I don't really know why? or for what?
Is it for the mere pleasure of beating a guy down? Is it for the sweet cheers I recieve from the crowd?.
Eversince I started in my amatuer wrestling, there will come a time that I have no longer have any control on my body. Adrelanine urges me to gon. Endorphins quenches my thirst and hunger. In amatuer boxing, when I hear the ring bell and the referee holding my hand in victory, my fatigue suddenly disappears, as long as I hear the chants of the crowd, I know I can go on.
In professional wrestling, it honors me that I am stepping on the same ring that many legends have bled. I am stepping in the same ring, where the dimmed impossible has been done. I stepped in a zone, where you can see the wholeness of the crowd, standing up and screaming their lungs out.
So, Why do I do the things that I do? Maybe it's for the passion, maybe it's for the sweet taste of victory, or maybe.... just maybe... I do it, because I want to prove something to myself.
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2005 9:17 am
For years, I have waited for my shot at stardom. For years I've waited and for years it's been taken away from me. I have been treated like dirt, and for that, I will prove to you imbeciles what the true meaning of the word "pain" really is! I will not tolerate being second-guessed anymore. I will no longer be the underdog. I will rise in this business, and I will be GWA champion! The ridicule and everything ends NOW!
You see, a long journey can only begin with a single step, and Mordecai, you, my friend, are my first step to the championship. Mordecai, this match isn't just about climbing to the title, it's about me, proving that I have what it takes to champion! So I'll give you a choice, stand down now, or face me in the ring, and face the pain and suffering that are soon to ensue.
In five days time, the question of who is worthy of a title shot will be answered, and the answer is me, and you will not escape The Inferno.
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Posted: Sat Jan 29, 2005 4:33 pm
(The camera opens on Roselyn Peters, the beautiful backstage interviewer for the Gambino Wrestling Alliance, or the GWA for short. Roselyn is standing next to Matthew Knight, one of the newer members of the GWA. Matt has neck-length black hair and piercing green eyes. He is well-tanned and muscular, making him look slightly taller than his five-foot, eight inches. He is wearing Romani sunglasses and a buttoned up trench coat. He is also wearing black gothic pants, which are nothing more than cargo pants with a chain attached and a studded belt built in, along with gothic boots, which are leather boots with a buckle at the bottom and a chain at the top. His hands are covered with a pair of Morgana gloves. He is standing with his arms folded across his chest, waiting for her questions)
Roselyn: Welcome, ladies and gentlemen. I am Roselyn Peters and I am standing here with one of the latest additions to the GWA roster, Shizume?s own Matthew ?The Dragon? Knight.
(Matthew, or Matt for short, says nothing but nods in acknowledgement)
Roselyn: Welcome, Matt. So tell me, how did you get to the GWA?
Matt: You mean my career?
Roselyn: Yes.
Matt: After I got out of the Air Force, I traveled the globe, studying the styles of whatever are I landed in, so to speak. Then after I was done studying, I mixed them with my own.
Roselyn: Like where?
Matt (arching an eyebrow): Try everywhere, lady. Japan, Mexico, Canada, Europe. You name the place, I?ve been there. Shoot, I?ve even wrestled in North Korea, which I later regretted when I was detained over a stupid Rolex that I wore to one of their meetings.
Roselyn: Whoa, I had no idea. Well, I?ve seen some of your matches from Japan. For those in the audience who haven?t, would you please elaborate on your stint in the Land of the Rising Sun?
Matt: Let?s see?what didn?t I do there? I was signed by All-Japan Pro Wrestling to be nothing more than just another gaijin jobber. (Voice gets slightly harsh) Well, guess what? That didn?t work out the way those morons planned, did it? I ran through everyone they put me into the ring with like stuff through a goose. I took their heroes, Shingen Uesegi and Kenshin Takeda, and beat them both, winning the IWGP Triple Crown Championship, the most prestigious prize in Japanese wrestling. Shoot, I?m only the 5th foreigner in 35 years to do that.
Roselyn: Nice, but I know that?s not all. What about the King of the Death Match Tournament?
Matt: Oh yeah, the Blood Letter?s Tournament as I call it. After winning the belt, my bosses entered me into that tourney to break me. As with every other attempt to break me, it failed miserably. I tore through all of my opponents. Quite frankly, the only opponent worth mentioning is Orukari the Manslayer. Heck, our C-4 match is still talked about even to this day.
Roselyn: Well, what do you think of Durem, Barton Town, and the Isle de Gambino?
Matt: They?re nice, but not as great as Shizume or Japan. (The crowd boos). Whatever.
Roselyn (sarcastically): Boy, you?re making a lot of friends.
Matt: Hate to break it to you, but making a lot of friends was never high on my list. I?m a lone wolf. I work alone.
Roselyn: Well, what are your plans for the GWA?
Matt (rolls his eyes and gets irritated): Geez, what?s with all of the stupid questions? What are my plans? Only what every jabroni in the company wants: to win the belt and be the greatest of all time. A legendary Japanese warlord by the name of Oda Nobunaga once said: ?Those who seek fear shall find it in abundance.? Well, congratulations, people. Every imbecile who steps into the ring with ?The Dragon? will find fear and probably won?t live long enough to regret it. (Looks directly into the camera and glares) Such is the eternal will of the Dragon. (Roselyn has more questions, but he walks off before she can ask any)
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Posted: Sun Jan 30, 2005 11:30 am
As the drumbeat comes out into the Barton Civic Hall, Sparco comes out under the large viewing screen after a large puff of smoke. Instead of his normal running to the ring Sparco walks with a determined face. Sparco climbs the steel steps and climbs into the ring. He walks over to the far side and grabs a microphone of a stage hand. He Walks back over to the other side of the ring and faces the stage. He brings the microphone to his mouth and begins to talk.
Right, first of all I want to get something over with. Im sick of the upper quality Wrestlers?
Sparco pulls a little face as he said this.
Im sick of them using me as a puppet some one who they can show of on and look cool. But you know what Im not here to talk about that. You all know that DoomChyld guy right?
A large boo goes around the Civic Hall after the mention on DoomChyld?s name.
I mean lets have a guessing game. How old do we think the man is?
Sparco climbs out of the ring and goes to the audience in the front row. First he goes to a teenage girl in the audience and asks.
46?
After Sparco walks around to the other side of the ring and asks a mid-aged man.
64?
Then finally as Sparco is walking back towards the steel steeps he notices a young girl in the front row. He asks the little girl quietly.
A Million!
The girl screams down the microphone before wrapping her arms around Sparcos neck hugging him. Sparco slowly stands up and gets back into the ring and stands in the centre.
You see people, It doesn?t matter what the old man?s age is, His gimmick Is way too old! And since he hit me with a steel chair last time I was out with my amazing fans, I have a surprise for him.
After the mention of Amazing Fans the crowd go nuts. Sparco gets out of the ring, being followed by thousands of Sparco-maniacs eyes. He goes over to the announce table and waits for the ring announcer to get out his seat. He quickly does and Sparco grabs the steel chair. He gets back into the ring.
Come on DoomChyld! Get your a** down here!
Suddenly DoomChylds music hits the arena but he doesnt show. Sparco looks round warily. Swiftly smoke comes out the top of every turnbuckle blocking the grounds view remotely. The sharp eyed fans spot Sparco being pulled under the ring by to mighty hands. As the smoke clears a big rip is left in the mat. Suddenly at the top of the stage Ms. Rach rushes out.
Get out here! Now!
She shouts as 4 security man run out. Quickly the security men check under the curtain. As they all search all they could find was a few steel cans, A sledge hammer + A box of microphones.
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Posted: Mon Jan 31, 2005 11:41 pm
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Posted: Sun Feb 06, 2005 12:50 pm
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2005 8:02 am
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2005 12:14 pm
As Sparco's music plays around the arena, as always smoke fires out from under the large viewing screen. In a change from normal Sparco was fully dressed in a loose suit. He slowly wandered to the bottom of the ramp looking smug. He eventually climbed into the ring and asked for a microphone from a stage-hand. He lifted it to his mouth preparing to talk and started laughing. He slowly composed himself and lifted the microphone once more.
Claire: Well Sparco seems to think somethings funny, Maybe It's that banner of you in a dress!
Drake: Well I highly doubt that, I guess he looked in a mirror and saw how goofy looking he is.
Ha, ha, ha! Hey Rocker? It looks like you've got some enemies! I mean the is Puppet, Demon, me but most importantly Heartbreaker. And yes me and Heartbreaker do have a match with you next week.
Drake: Oh god, we have just had this story from Heartbreaker...
Claire: It's called a different prospective.
Sparco looks at Drake and pulls a face.
Drake?
As Sparco says this the crowds attention is turned to the large viewing screen showing the announcers table.
Drake: What do you want you little no talented hooligan?
Shut up will you! Anyway I've got a little message for heartbreaker if he is inclined to listen. You are the man. I'm to be wrestling by your side next week. But the is one little problem. You seem to like 'freako curtainyanking evil nasty man'. Face it he is a t**t! Mark my words, if you don't psychically fall out with him by next week I wont even bother turn up to the match next week.
Sparco drops the microphone and poses for the crowd on a near turnbuckle. He gets down and walks out of the arena to sound on his music. He suddenly stops at the top of the stage and raises his arms. Swiftly he clanks his fists together in the air setting of red and white pyros either side of him.
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Posted: Mon Feb 07, 2005 6:15 pm
Rocker stops and waits and then Headstrong by Trapt hits the speakers around the arena. A mould green shade falls over the arena and an average sized dark red figure emerges from the bottom of the ramp, slowly stopping once the whole figure was fully visible. The figure stands at the top of the ramp for a while and then just as the vocals start he makes his way slowly down the ramp. The chorus hits and the figure stops at the bottom of the ramp and flexes his muscles, it not hard to tell now how the figure is. Rocker stops and flexes his muscles and then flicks off both sides of the crowd, much to there dislike, they boo extremely loud!
Claire: Not this guy again, all he does is put a dampener on the night.
Drake: Come on the night was dampened with Heartcracker and Sparks coming out here.
The lights lift back to normal and Rocker slides in the ring and runs to the corner and throws his hand in the air and then jumps down again and goes to the opposite corner, he goes to the other 2 corners following that corner, Rocker then walks over to the back of the ring and snatches a Mic from the ring manager Jeremy Clarkson, the crowd respond with a angry,booing reactions showing how they felt about Rocker.
Drake: Ohh it looks like the chump is going to speak Claire.
Claire: Drake have a bit of respect for this wrestler.
Drake: Ohhh but his no where near as good as what I wa…
Rocker cut off Drake by telling the crowd to shut up and that he was sick of there stupid chants and booing towards him.
Rocker: Anyway thats not what I allocated my time for tonight. Tonight my time is allocated on several ego-maniacs, such names like Demon, Heartbreaker, Sparks and who could forget, of course Puppet. Though they aint all the names I had planned to talk about tonight so let me introduce the last name on my planned list, his name is Chinx.
Headstrong started up again through the sound system and out walked a big man, Rocker walked over to Jeremy Clarkson and told him something.
Jeremy: Weighing in at 430lbs and at a height of 7 foot 3 inches, hailing from Hamburg, Germany….. Chhiinnnnnxxxxxxxxxxxx!
Chinx slowly climbs into the ring and walks over and shakes hands with Rocker.
Rocker: See this guy here, his my guard, mess with me and your messing with this monster Chinx. Was really just right place right time I guess but either way Chinx would have found my greatness round GWA here and came to me anyway. Anyway enough on him and back to my focus of the week, It seems Demon and Puppet seem to be having a nice little rivalry backstage that I just can slip in and out of, Demon what are you on my friend? Show me the ways of the Darkness, my like show me the way of your gayness, in which I dont need thanks cause im not gay, on the other hand though Puppet looks pretty pissed that he cant find you so maybe he needs some ways of the gayness, I sure as hell dont so rack off before me and Chinx put you on the shelf. As for you Puppet and that beat down me and Chinx gave you and Demon well quite frankly you were in the wrong place and the wrong time and trying to beat down on Demon while chancing you would just stand there, I dont think so. Tough luck dude, just pure tough luck.
The Crowd start booing, even though they don’t like Demon or Puppet either.
Rocker: Ok, ok Im getting to my match dont worry I havent forgot it. Heartbreaker, the self proclaimed Future of GWA and Wrestling, pfft you have to be joking me and cump Sparcs or what ever his name is. 2 on 1 handicap match and whats the bet you two still dont beat me, there could be 5 on 1 and I would still come to the ring and win, hell you could though all of GWA onto me and I would still win. Point is the handicap match makes no diff to me, with it be the 2 best against me or you 2 little chumps, it matters not. This week I will win and win the ease, have fun my fellows opponents and watch Demon and his ways of gayness.
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