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Post by albo2 on Jul 4, 2023 18:34:20 GMT -6
Joe would lower his mic and look at Spike. Spike keeps his eyes locked on Joe as he goes to speak again.
EVERYONE'S FAVORITE UNCLE SPIKE DUDLEY
And there it is Joe....there is those famous little words that so many have said before you. Prove me wrong. You think that little statement would get under my skin wouldn't you but what you have done is just dropped yourself into a whole new world of karma. When ever someone tells me to prove them wrong, more often then not.....THAT IS EXACTLY WHAT I DO.
Spike yells this statement to the fans and Joe as the crowd are really getting behind him. Spike points to his eyes as he continues.
Look at these eyes Joe. I want you to look deep. Look right down to the bottom of my stomach, look down to the edge of my toes, look down wherever you want and you will not see a scared little boy. You will look deep down and you will see a man standing in front of 3 cowards, ready to scrap and claw his way to what I need to do. Who knows what I will have to do at Final Battle. Will I need to just concentrate on you Joe, will I need to have eyes in the back of my head in case Angle wants another piece of a Dudley or to book an appointment in to see Dr. Nash again or even the biggest thing I'm expecting to happen.....a masked man shows up and tries to cost me another match. Anything can happen at Final Battle and going through all of those scenarios, I think it's clear who the scared little boy is Joe. It was you and I at Backlash. I beat you fair and square. Nothing flukey about it but that's okay, you keep thinking that way because I will prove it wasn't when I beat you again. Please know however that you had the chance for it to be over. Our business is now done when I say it is. I don't blame you for wanting to get a victory back on me but you should have just come and asked me. I would have been happy to oblige. You chose the wrong path Joe and now, I don't just have business with you but also Angle and Nash who has some receipts I doubt Final Battle will be able to cash them in.
Spike looks at the two cronies at the side of Joe as Stacy smiles as she can feel her man growing in confidence.
I do however agree with you on one part. Hell even a broken clock is correct 2 times in a day. I agree it's a good thing that D-Von isn't out here. If my brother was out here, all carnage would break loose and I know that is exactly how the 3 of you flourish. That is exactly what you are looking for and I know that's why you attacked Bubba in the training room. You waited until he was his most vulnerable. You could have done it when he had his brothers by his side, you could have done it when the Duchess of Dudleyville was looking after him, you could have done it when he was getting out of the car, you could have done it whilst he was walking backstage. You could have done it here, there and everywhere. Now I'm starting to sound a little like Dr. Seuss here but I do have a point. My point is you waited until he was comfortable and expecting the trainer. He was nice and relaxed and you decided to strike. That's what makes it personal Joe. You should have put Bubba in a cement coffin....you should have put all of us in a cement coffin because the Dudleyz don't die....the Dudleyz don't go quietly. I think I've proved that by coming back once again and having another run. We just keep going and sometimes, we just keep getting better and better.
Spike slowly raises his hand, slowly but surely, putting his hand above his head as the level they get to. Stacy seems to have heard enough now though and seems she wants to have a word as she lifts the mic to her mouth.
DUCHESS OF DUDLEYVILLE STACY KEIBLER
Big Ugly, let me clear something up for you. You would never ever get with someone as good as me honey. I am looking you up and down now and the only thing you might catch if you had a night with me is my hair when I have to stick my head in a bucket....or possibly my tissues I drop to the ground after I wipe the tears from my eyes watching you try to even move without pulling a muscle.
Stacy snarls at Big Sexy, not looking impressed at all before she turns her attention to Joe.
Now back to you Jelly Tits, my Spikey is a nice guy. The world needs more Spike Dudley's but the world already has so many Jelly Tits Joes in it. What makes you think that you are the house? What makes you think that UWF needs the 3 of you? That's what I mean, you are so confident, you are so cocky with yourselves thinking that this match is a given. That all you have to do is turn up at Final Battle and it's in the bag....but we all know the only thing that deserves to be in the bag is Big Ugly's head.
Stacy takes a side glance at Nash after he sly dig at him but she doesn't let this distract her long as she continues onto Joe.
Spikey does give these fans hope but what he also gives them are the greatest moments of their lives. Do you hear the fans everytime he walks through the curtain? The cheers, the chants, everything the fans do, they build up the character of Uncle Spike Dudley. They build it up because they know people like you show up to try and tear him down. The Goliath with the tits is hurt because David got one over on him at Backlash so you try to tear down my Spikey. These fans are a smart bunch...you should stop trying to make them out like idiots. They know that there is nowhere else you can go after Final Battle. Final Battle will be where you get your comeuppance because of my Spikey. Once again David topples Goliath and what happens then Jelly Tits? Do you go out again and recruit more people to do the heavy lifting because your back is hurt from carrying around your tits all day? Do you have anyone else that even likes you? We have a whole community that we can call on so if I was you, I'd stop making enemies of us, sit there at Final Battle and accept your medicine. In fact, what you should do is exactly what your little lap dog is doing now. Never in my day did I think I would see the Great Kurt Angle be a little side bitch, relegated to a sidekick, standing there and hoping Jelly Tits gives him a pat on the bottom allowing him to talk but hey.....here we are.
Stacy is smiling ear to ear now as she now turns towards Kurt after her dig at him. Spike puts his arm around Stacy, he doesn't seem as happy as she is but they lower their mics, signaling they are done for the time being.
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Post by Jimmy Uso on Jul 4, 2023 19:55:45 GMT -6
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TrentSevenn
Mid Carder
The Commonwealth Kingpin
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Post by TrentSevenn on Jul 5, 2023 12:19:59 GMT -6
Just then, music hits.Sami’s titantron plays, but when he walks out, he’s not alone. Joined by his ‘protégé’ Will Ospreay, the pair stop at the top of the ramp already equipped with microphones for the situation, to nothing but a sea of boos. Stood completely unfazed, a few moments pass for the music to fade out and the crowd to quieten down.The crowd and camera’s focus is on Zayn, but Ospreay instead decides to put the mic up to his mouth and speak his piece first.“The Commonwealth Kingpin” Will Ospreay
“Well, here we are, Rey, Eddie. Happy now?”Opening his arms wide and tilting his head slightly, Ospreay talks down to his opponents from the top of the ramp alongside Sami.“The Commonwealth Kingpin” Will Ospreay
“But seriously, let’s talk. I wanna know… Who was it in the back that told you it’s a good idea to talk gameplans on an broadcasted mic? Huh? Which stage crewmember is messing with you nowadays? Or is that just the lack of awareness that comes with being a washed-up has-been and… Well, a washed-up never-was!”Giving an insincere and intentionally annoying smile to the crowd, Will receives more boos in response.“The Commonwealth Kingpin” Will Ospreay
“You know, this whole spat got all escalated and everything when you two stuck your noses where they shouldn’t be. And that’s not on, bruv. You don’t understand what you’re getting yourselves into… Neither of you know who you’re really messing with. I alone, have made a mockery of many men in this industry, probably more than the both of you combined in less than a third of the time, bruv. And Sami? Sami’s been living, breathing and conquering the last tag division from triumphant birth to unceremonious death.”The Commonwealth Kingpin shoots a smirk and a shrug in the Latino World Order’s direction.“The Commonwealth Kingpin” Will Ospreay
“But you know what, enough about us.”A number of crowd members breathe a sigh of relief.“The Commonwealth Kingpin” Will Ospreay
“Eddie… Latino Heat… mate, I’ll give you a real piece of my mind - I reckon you just need to step away from the ring and focus on becoming a father, because this wrestling thing really just isn’t for you anymore. Seriously, what do you bring to this business besides your weekly telenovela, and the vague threats at whoever crosses your mind… I mean, can anyone tell me the last time you even won a match? Last year, is that correct? But it’s alright now, now that you and your good buddy Rey are back in business, right?”Ospreay’s eyes switch targets and he starts (metaphorically) shooting daggers at Rey Mysterio instead.“The Commonwealth Kingpin” Will Ospreay
“Speaking of… Rey, Mr. Mysterio, you’re back! I guess it came to you in a dream one night that you wanted to put together ‘the most losingest faction in the UWF’? Am I right? You mustn't have gotten the message the last time someone sent you into hibernation. Records show you just can’t hang on the same level as the rest of this company. Now, I’m glad you two can kiss and make up, but no matter how much you try to keep Eddie on track, it’ll never change the stratospheric gap between us and you. And at Final Battle, you’ll get a proper demonstration.”Ospreay lowers the microphone, giving Sami an opportunity to speak his mind.
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Sam
Main Eventer
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Post by Sam on Jul 5, 2023 14:19:26 GMT -6
As WARHORSE lowers the microphone there's a momentary lapse in time before suddenly...
DO YOU SMELL WHAT THE SHARK IS COOKING?
The crowd immediately rain down with the boos as the former Shark Boy, rechristened The Shark makes his way out onto the stage to an instrumental mix of Tupac's seminal classic 'How Do U Want It?'. The Shark stands basking in the noise from the crowd, taking it all in before he pulls out a microphone, still up on the stage. The music dies down and The Shark holds the microphone to his mouth but already the chants of 'SHARKY SUCKS, SHARKY SUCKS!' have begun from the crowd. The Shark looks around in disgust before he raises the microphone again to address his opponent.
The Shark: Finally...
The crowd rain down with the heat as The Shark raises a single eyebrow almost incredulously before continuing.
Finally The Shark has come back to our nation's capital... the cesspool known as Washington D.C and now in front of the millions of The Shark's fans worldwide, The Shark stands before you the single greatest entity to walk into this town since Abraham - no... since George - no... The Shark stands before you, walking into this godforsaken town as the single greatest leader... legend... idol... whatever way you spin it, The Shark is the greatest this town has ever and The Shark means ever seen... and here he stands... in stark contrast to this... this... painted up piece of sheet metal monkey crap?!
The crowd begin the WARHORSE chants as The Shark laughs it off.
Now let's be clear, The Shark heard ya. The Shark's been hearing ya now for weeks talk about how you don't know who The Shark is, or what The Shark is about - but be rest assured because The Shark knows just what WARHORSE is all about. The Shark sees these jabroni marks in the crowd chanting your name, he sees grown men - crawling out of their mother's basements in their droves, painting up their faces like an Ultimate Warrior... no, a Renegade rip off so they too can stand proudly holding up their little devil horns alongside their favourite wrestler - the poster child for birth control - WARHORSE. The Shark heard you ranting and raving, and The Shark's come to the conclusion that between you and all the little Warhorses in the crowd - there's maybe about five working brain cells. Which is impressive considering we're in Washington D.C.
The crowd are chanting 'ASSHOLE' in The Shark's direction, The Shark takes no notice.
But what The Shark wants you and your little band of Manowar worshipping virgins to do is take those five brain cells and come up with a reason why The Shark should even give a jabroni like you the time of day?. You say you've never heard of The Shark or what The Shark's done in this business and that's okay because The Shark knows about you and what you've done - absolutely nothing. Zilch. Nada. A laughing stock with a flash in the pan Intercontinental Title run. You claim to not know who The Shark is or what The Shark's done but come Final Battle after The Shark's is finished wiping the canvas with your candy ass, you better believe you will know exactly what everybody else already knows and that is that The Shark is 'The Great One'... The Shark is 'The People's Champ' and that The Shark is unequivocally; far and away, absolutely, one hundred percent better than you and your roody poo fans and that you are not on The Shark's level - so you can 'Rule Ass' if you want, The Shark will stick to kicking it - if you smell what The Shark is cooking?.
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Post by crann on Jul 6, 2023 16:34:53 GMT -6
There is a long, almost awkward silence when MJF finishes his spiel. "Freshly Squeezed" is leaning on the ropes. He appears to be staring at the apron. It is unclear if he is even awake, until he shifts a bit, looking up and shaking his head before a disappointed expression creases his face.Orange Cassidy: Oh, I'm sorry, you're done? I ask because, well, it seems like you just like the sound of your own voice, Max. Because that's about the only way I could explain how you completely missed what I was actually saying and came to the conclusions you just did. You think I'm setting up an excuse for when I lose? I'm not going to lose, Fishman. Like I said, I'm going to punch that smack talk right out of your mouth, and I'm going to win that title. I'm going to become the Champion of the Intercontinents because that is my path and it has been from the moment I returned to this company.There is a pop in response to Cassidy's confidence and he nods.The simple fact of the matter is that whether you and your friend over there realize it or not, you're not untouchable. I mean heck, it took you how many tries just to put Eddie Kingston away? No, you're far from untouchable, far from unbeatable and while you have already written me off as less than, what you don't realize is I'm coming into this match hungry. I've been pushing for this opportunity, wanting the chance to prove myself as a singles competitor, for so long that I wasn't sure it was ever going to happen. And then it did, here in the UWF those few years ago, but what came in the blink of an eye slipped from my grasp just as quickly. When that happened, was I rattled? Yeah. You bet I was. But still, I kept trying. I kept pushing. I got better. And then I came back.Cassidy runs a hand through his hair as his tone shifts. He's talking like a man possessed now. A true believer.You all but said it yourself so I know you know that I earned this shot. I earned it through hard work and perseverance and belief in myself and the life-affirming power of Vitamin C, and those same three qualities are going to be what put me over you, too. Because I know I deserve to be here. I know I'm good enough to hold that title. And I think the reason you're so brash, so arrogant and so loud is because you know it too. But we both also know something else: You're not nearly as confident as you pretend to be. The only reason anyone brings in a toadie like Hager over there is if they know they can't get the job done on their own. The only reason someone spends so much time talking as loudly as you do is because they know they don't have the goods to deliver. You're trying to get in my head and shake my confidence, but Fishman, it's not going to work.Cassidy pulls away from the ropes now and gets a little bit closer to MJF.Not only is it not going to work, it's going to backfire. Because, again, just like every other guy who's played this game, what you don't realize is you're not discouraging me or casting doubts in my mind. You're fuelling me. Because you're just another person in a long line of doubters that I've been proving wrong for years, man, and at Final Battle, I'm going to throw you off just like the rest and hold that title over my head as the NEW! UWF Champion of the Intercontinents!
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Post by Danny on Jul 6, 2023 17:27:41 GMT -6
Sami places a hand on Ospreay's shoulder and begins to speak. Sami Zayn: Young Willy, this is your chance. While I could certainly handle the two of these clowns on my own, this is where I get to see how far you've come. Christian and Bayley, they've never done anything in their careers here in UWF. Eddie and Rey however, they're former International Champions. Eddie pulled off the biggest con of the century and Rey Mysterio led the actual greatest faction UWF has ever seen until we came around in The Cartel. The problem is their glory days have long passed. At Wrestlemania you even put Rey's friend and Cartel member Homicide down for good. There's some boos from the audience but Sami looks at Will like a proud father for helping him deal with that whole situation. Sami Zayn: You see unlike you guys, we don't need tricks to win matches. I've accomplished all I have here on pure skill.You two however seem more than happy to just lie cheat and steal your way to mediocrity. And to do it so blatantly that everyone knows your plans, what is it with you? How could you have fallen so bad? Are you really that down on your luck? Don't answer that. Based on Eddie's win/loss record here I think I know the answer. Instead of chasing women around and riding in low riders, maybe you should have honed your wrestling skills better. I'd offer to train you but you can't teach an old dogs new tricks. I've taught Young Willy well and he's going to put those teachings to good use in our match. What we did to you two weeks ago is going to look like a playtime in comparison. The fans are all over Sami for reminding them of his unprovoked attack on the LWO two weeks ago. Sami Zayn: Don't get me wrong folks, I'm not going to put them out of commission or anything like that. That's not my style. We're not violent brutes. I'll admit, it was probably wrong to attack you two but I wasn't in the greatest of moods that day. Even the greats stumble sometimes and I'm man enough to admit it. You should have just let sleeping dogs lie though. The second you decided to retaliate, you sealed your fate. Eddie should be at home watching over his pregnant wife but instead she'll be the one taking care of him after what we do to you. I've made career out of embarrassing "legends" and sending them packing. I hope you saved your money well because I can guarantee that you won'tr have a career here much longer.
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Post by theswedishace on Jul 6, 2023 18:04:39 GMT -6
Despite Bayley's words digging right into Edge's character, he wears a slight smile all the while. Like he's been secretly wanting to have been torn apart this whole time, just not at the hands of who he was wanting to do so. Edge sees the look on Kyle's face and before he has a chance to chastise Bayley, Edge raises his hand and the mic to speak.
Edge You're right, Bayley, no secrets between friends. It's never been a secret to me just how damn good Kyle O'Reilly could be in this business. COULD be. I see it, you see it, I hope to God Kyle sees it, these fans see it. So I'm glad you took a trip down memory lane with me, because if you weren't, I was. Because every time we've seen Kyle O'Reilly in the UWF, he was standing next to someone else. The muscle. The partner. The back-up. But never the frontman. Always giving so others could have. It's just, you know, he gave violence so his partners and friends could have success. Which at the end of the day, that had been enough for Kyle. It didn't matter that the person he was with didn't give back, because he got a chance to take his pound of flesh out of his opponents every night. Pinning Ultramantis Black AND Vinny Marseglia in that time period? That's impressive if a month went between those pinfalls. But to do it in the same night? In the same match? It's moments like those that shine through and show the world what an unlimited Kyle O'Reilly could do. But in Kyle's eyes...it was business as usual. He didn't see the man who was terrorizing the roster or the man with the longest winning streak at the time, he just saw victims.
Bad.
Ass.
The crowd agrees and gasses up Kyle's past, but there's a point to this, which Edge quiets them down to get to.
Edge But Kyle didn't win that match in the end. Two impressive opponents down, yes, but the runner-up is still the first loser. And you can point to Kyle having a match earlier in the night as the reason he couldn't pull out the win in the end, but I think Kyle would resent that. Because when it comes to violence, Kyle's fuel is infinite and I'm sure he felt he had plenty left in the tank. Just maybe a mistake here, or a miscue there led to him getting caught in the end. A short memory, don't dwell on it, try and be better. A good mentality to have to not let losses get to you, but not the best mentality to take that next step upwards. What if I told you that it wasn't anything Kyle did wrong on that night? What if it was what his opponent did right? Matches like Aztec Warfare, the Royal Rumble, the G1 Finals and King of the Ring Finals, as well as every match where the UWF Championship itself is on the line, there's a lot more weight on those moments. And you'll hear arguments that "The Man Makes the Moment" versus "The Moment Makes the Man" and you know what I say? Like Ouroboros, it's both, one informing the other and then the other informing the original, circling around forever. It's that extra gear competitors can shift into during those big moments. It's that punch of adrenaline that you don't know where it comes from, when all your limbs are burning, when you can't catch your breath, where your blood and sweat mix and sting as it gets into your eyes. It's not something that can be taught, you can't learn the technique by watching film, some people have it and can tap into it. And to this point in his career, Kyle has not shown he can tap into it.
There's some boos from the crowd as Edge dresses down Kyle, but he persists in this line of thinking.
Edge Look, Kyle has spent his whole career being held back and down by others, forced to wear weighted training clothes his whole life. Forced to hold back and not stare at the full moon to unleash his inner beast. A ball of natural, raw, seemingly limitless potential and here comes a tournament, the first tournament he's had since ditching his limitations. He's trained his ass off and is ready to show the world just how damn good he is. But here's a wily veteran across from him in the bracket. A former winner back for another round and here they stand in the finals. Sound familiar to anyone? Kyle, you're Goku and I'm Jackie Chun. You may be the protagonist, with infinite potential who's always been held back, whether maliciously or by your own choices, but Goku doesn't beat Jackie Chun. Potential isn't enough against someone who has been there, who has done that, who knows how to draw from the moment around him to allow him to surpass his own limits, his own shortcomings. Kyle isn't fighting Edge. He's not fighting the Ultimate Opportunist, the Rated R Superstar, or as you'll call me currently, the barely PG-13 Superstar. He's fighting Main Event Edge. Kyle is a diamond in the rough, whereas I've spent 25 years being cut to show off each of my facets. So when the lights are at their brightest, we'll see which of our gems will be the most brilliant in the bright lights.
And with a nod of respect to Bayley, Edge goes in for the handshake that was interrupted by Bayley's words. Their eyes lock as their hands meet, the look on each of their faces full of determination, with some slight bruised egos at the words slung each of their ways, but what are friends if they can't accept the harsh words from an outside perspective? All that's left now is to wait until the bell rings and the UWF Universe will see whose words ring true when the dust settles.
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Jamie Hayter
Mid Carder
The Greatest Wrestler Alive
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Post by Jamie Hayter on Jul 6, 2023 19:04:18 GMT -6
“I am the shadow, I am tomorrow… I am the hero with a buggy whip…”
“Teenage Nosferatu Pussy” by Rob Zombie hits the PA System and the crowd instantly gets to their collective feet, beginning to oddly cheer. The entrance curtain opens, and Jamie Hayter walks out onto the stage. She’s clad in a black pair of jeans, a pair of black boots, and a Rob Zombie shirt. The mere sight of Jamie causes the reaction from the strangely positive reaction from the crowd to intensify. She makes her way down the entrance ramp with a purpose. Jamie makes it to ringside with great haste and climbs up onto the apron. She enters the ring and snatches the microphone out of Roman’s hand.
With the microphone she snatched from Roman in her hand, Jamie raises it up to her lips as “Teenage Nosferatu Pussy” cuts out. Chants of “Jamie! Jamie! Jamie!” can be heard coming from the crowd. “So, you’re my opponent, huh? You know, people would normally show some form of fear toward you. In an alternate reality, I might have respected that. No such reality exists, and I stand right before you unmoved and I’m definitely not intimidated by you. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have ripped the microphone right out of your hand.”
The crowd oddly cheers a bit, probably because they were happy that Jamie finally shut Roman up. “Yes, I’m the one that sent out the open challenge. I don’t give a damn who answered the challenge. It could have been La Luchadora. It could have been Rey Mysterio for a second time, which would have had the same result as last time. It could have been Eve, which I would have destroyed her to. Hell…” Jamie points out a guy standing in the crowd. “It could have been Freddy selling popcorn in the fifteenth row.”
“But you know what? I never expected it to be you, Roman. Everyone else would exclaim ‘Anyone but you, Roman,’ but…” Jamie smirks at Roman. “I’m not like everyone else. I have no fear of anyone of anything, so if you think that I’m scared of you, then you’re as delusional as you are when you call yourself ‘The Tribal Chief,’ ‘The Head of the Table,’ or - once upon a time - ‘The Big Dog.’”
Jamie shakes her head. “With the match being made official, I will make it my personal mission to destroy you. I will turn the Tribal Chief into the Tribal Queef. I will take the head of the Head of the Table, and place it on a pike as a reminder to those that dare oppose me. It’s funny that you were once called the Big Dog. Tonight, animal cruelty better be on standby, because I’m gonna beat you like the bitch you are!”
The crowd lets out a collective ‘oh.’ “Second of all, Wankfist…” Jamie says but is cut off by the crowd laughing. “No one can take a hit from Jamie Hayter. Not Rey, not Cody, none of the other women on the roster, not Heyman, not Solo, not either Uso, and especially not you. I’ve shown that in the last couple of weeks what happens when you step in front of me. If you step in front of me, I will knock your head off. I can’t help it. I just do it. You, Roman, won’t be the first, but you will be the next.”
The crowd cheers at that declaration. “Let me make myself perfectly clear. This is between us. This is between me and you. Keep the rest of your family out of this and ‘Wiseman’ you call him?” Jamie points to Heyman. “You had better be wise enough to keep your fat arse out of this. If you don’t, then I’ll cut bacon off your bloated back.”
The crowd cheers again before Jamie continues. “You say that my opponents up to now were cupcakes. I’ll grant you Rey Mysterio, because he’s lost to pretty much everyone, and needed to hang up the boots back in 2008 at the latest. However, if anyone is soft and weak, if anyone is a cupcake as you put it, it would certainly be the man standing beside Paul Heyman right now. You made the claim that you’ll beat me, that you’ll turn the fortune of family around. Make no mistake that when the bell rings tonight, it’ll be easier said than done. Your running hug won’t be enough. You jerking your fist won’t be enough.”
Jamie flexes her right arm and points to it. “This is all I’ll need to put you down. To anyone else, it’s a regular arm. To those that have crossed my path, it’s a kill shot, and I’m aiming down my sights. Your head is in the crosshairs and I won’t stop until I take it. You want to talk trivia? Here’s one for you. ‘Who is the most overrated member of the Samoan Dynasty that will get his arse handed to him by Jamie Hayter?’ The answer will be Roman Reigns.”
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Post by willybounce on Jul 6, 2023 23:47:33 GMT -6
“Catch your breath” begins to blast through the pa system as the crowd stand to their feet as they hear the theme song Everybody turns their attention to the entrance ramp to watch Finn Balor walk out onto the stage. Finn Balor walks out onto the stage in a special white leather jacket and white trunks as the crowd gives him somewhat of a mixed reaction. He heads straight to the ring with his attention turned to Cody Rhodes as he steam rolls to the ring. Finn Balor rolls into the ring staring Cody Down for a second in the process as he heads to the corner to grab a microphone.
Finn Balor Cody, you see I find the name of this pay per view very fighting, Final Battle! Because for the last time ever the world will get to witness me and you going at it for the UWF Television Championship just how it all started. From being my arch-nemesis to standing by my side as a part of The Mafia. It’s just a shame that I’m forced to share the spotlight with that old bastard JBL as well, but that’s just how life goes. But what’s crazy about this whole situation is that you said that I will stab your back to win the Television Championship. To think that I actually thought that we were starting to be friends, but friends don’t make false accusations about their friends Cody. Now don’t get me wrong I am going to win the Final Battle and I don’t need to cross you to make this happen. As far as I’m concerned JBL just made this match a handicap because you will sit back and help me win the UWF Television Championship. I get that you want your fairytail to come true but this isn’t a Disney Movie, Cody. This isn’t the place where you get to take your championship and walk into the sunset. This is the place where you get your dreams crushed playboy, but what I will accept is the fact that you always put up one hell of a fight and if I don’t win at Final Battle there would be nothing more than for you to win.
The crowd cheers Finn Balor for a bit before he continues to speak Finn Balor Then we move onto the phony John Bradshaw Layfield! I’ll admit it as well Cody Bradshaw has been on one hell of a run, but there’s always a bump in the road and me more of a pothole and I’m gonna be the one to really shut this one hit wonder up. JBL got lucky the first time and he’s scared, everybody knows it and that’s the only reason you're in this match Cody.
Finn Balor pauses and stares at a Cody Rhodes for a bit before he continues to speak Finn Balor You’re also the reason that I lost my Television Championship Cody when you quote on quote accidentally hit me with the UWF Television Championship. I started to think to myself Cody, maybe you’re working with this fool. It adds up if you ask me Cody, JBL is a sneaky man and I know you’re a sneaky guy as well. But at Final Battle all that comes to an end, whether you and JBL are working together or not I am walking out of Final Battle as the Television Championship. Now it’s up to you if you decide to get in my way again Cody, but this time I know for sure whatever little tricks JBL tries to pull won’t work. So as we walk into this match with mutual respect for each other and I hope that we walk out of it as well.
Finn Balor sticks his hand out to Cody but they are interrupted by knocking bells.
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Post by Jimmy Uso on Jul 7, 2023 3:05:12 GMT -6
[after Will Ospreay was lowering his mic Sami Zayn was no where to be found out there with Ospreay when LWO steps up to The plate while directly starring at Will inside The Final Battle ring]
Latino Heat|Eddie Guerrero: you know what Holmes you're absolutely right I should step away from UWF but not until the my next Opponent with The Tribal Chief Roman Regins at Revolution next week on UWF.
619|Rey Mysterio: and when my best friend Eddie, takes care of his Wife Eve I'll be The one to feel in for him until he gets back from The Hospital to be there with his unborn Child when Eve deliverers that baby cause after he returns back The LWO is still growing stronger better then ever because one day the both of us will get a future UWF Singles Championship for The UWF TV and UWF Championship after we stomp The mud hole into you and your out look partner of yours Sami Zayn.
Latino Heat|Eddie Guerrero: that's right Homes I won't be here at UWF but we will be there at Final Battle as The LWO and beat the holly hell outta Willy and Sami Zayn. this Sunday on Final Battle in our tag team at UWF.
619|Rey Mysterio: When Eddie and I get through with you two Punks The two of us will be crowned as Single Champions once Eddie. returns back to UWF and fight for his returned match and I will be there to support his return but as of Sunday The LWO will head down that aisle and beat the hell outta Sami and Willy at the same time in our tag team at Final Battle on UWF network.
Latino Heat|Eddie Guerrero: Yeah this Sunday it won't be my last match at Final Battle oh no my last match will be at Revolution when I step foot inside with The Tribal Chief, The Head of The Table Roman Reigns. So Roman Homes I'll be seeing you real soon Essay and as for you two Imbéciles you two better get some sleep because me and Rey Rey. here are gonna show you two idiotas how The LWO is better than The Cartel is supposed to fight with factions as a team and like my friend Rey said well see you Willy and Sami Zayn. this Sunday on Final Battle at UWF.
619|Rey Mysterio: once this tag team is over I'm going for The UWF TV Championship in two weeks on Revolution because rather we win or lose we still gonna kick your two culo at Final Battle in Washington DC on UWF.
Latino Heat|Eddie Guerrero: Viva La Raza.
{Rey and Eddie Guerrero lower there mics and wait for Sami and Willy to respond back to The LWO}
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