rawisrey
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Post by rawisrey on Nov 22, 2023 0:46:34 GMT -6
Bliss puts her hand to the side of her cheek and mockingly twist it, showing how much she cares for Bayleys whining and crying. She raises his microphone and speaks up.Alexa Bliss: You're right, that kettle is black. Listen to yourself honey, since the moment we've gotten here all you can deliver towards me in the form of an insult is calling me a bimbo. Which is rich coming form the girl we've literately seen on screen taking a ride on a 'Just for Men' painted mustache a couple weeks ago, I'm sure your attempts to deflect are working in your little brain. But we all already know you can barely close those legs as much as you close that big mouth of yours, Obviously it runs in the family since that's the only reason your in this damn ring right now because of your dad whoring himself out to Granna. Did you win our match, sure, but I don't know what's got your confidence all up. I beat you all over this ring, and you got one counter in that got the three. True, Wins are all that matter, but for you to puff your chest out like I should be scared of you. Bliss flicks her hair and holds out her open hand towards Bayleys face.Puh Lease, I'll beat you around this ring again and this time no little desperation hug is going to save you because there's other people involved to prevent it. Honestly why don't you do everyone a favor and take a seat outside, it's quite obvious Kyle and Joey are more into teaming with each other than hanging around you the past couple weeks anyways. And as far as our best there is schtick as you put it, it's not a schtick sweetie, has anything changed since you last talked to us? No, Tyler is still unsullied. But I'm sure you getting tired of hearing it is really gonna make a difference in that fact. You saying you're tired of something while not realizing everyone including your own family and friends are tired of you is almost as funny as it is sad, besides-Omos uncrosses his arms, being so large that even that slight movement draws everyones attention as if a normal sized man were flailing their arms around. Bliss pauses and looks up at Omos, he ask for the microphone with his finger and Bliss cocks an eyebrow and hands it over as Omos look down at...Well everyone but more specifically eyeing down Bayley.Omos: You talk too much, act like you know it all. But you, your brother and your "Bad Boy" don't have the slightest idea of what I can do. I haven't had to lay my hands upon many, but all that I have are all broken and smashed. Because I can smash whoever I like, whatever I like, Whenever I like. I like to shut people up who think they know more than me, so now at Slammiversary, thank to you... Your brother and his friend are going to get hurt. Smashed down into paste, and we'll see how much you have to say, over their broken bodies.Omos holds the mic out and lets it fall straight down. The height giving Bliss plenty of reaction time to simply put her hand out and catch it in mid air. Omos smacks his fist into his baseball mitt sized hand, when from beside them Breeze is taking selfies of himself seemingly not having paid attention to the last couple minutes. But now that there's silence he raises his microphone and talks, into his phone at the three.Tyler Breeze: Yes Yes, I agree...I am very pretty. But let's forget about all this talk about how much momentum I have, and how courageous I am for facing three people by myself. Let's focus on how dumb Barbara is for not only pronouncing it Mono, but calling Kobra a human iceberg. Uh, do you not realize the Titanic was like eons ago? Ever since Al Gore invented global warming, you're nothing but a shriveled up ice cube now. And no amount of "Are we there yet"s are going to save you from these leading man good looks. Your Cousin said it himself, life is easy for me. I'm sure he said other stuff after that but once I got the important compliment registered I stopped listening, fact of the matter is...I only wanted to use your tail-end of 15 minutes of fame to get myself a good start back here in UWF, but now it's becoming a little tiring having to beat you multiple times. I understand it must be killing you, knowing I'm better at the thing you claim to be best at, killing you almost as much as your uggo face kills me. Now f you want things to get ugly, Sure you might have the advantage when it comes to that, but when it comes to uglying up the already ugly...I'm a master of that. Just ask your former bestie, oh wait you can't because he's still in the hospital, oopsie. Maybe best friend number 4 over there should take the hint, and ditch you before the friendship curse hits him in the face as well. I mean it's not like it can do THAT much damage to THAT face, but still...If you want to go to war with the most gorgeous face of a generation, one a legion of people will protect beyond just myself, well I'd say that all the Mountain Dew and Doritos ya'll share aren't worth the hospital bills in your future. You'll either end up turning on each other, disappearing, or being injured, and by the smell of you...all three are too good an ending to your sad quote unquote Career. Breeze looks down from his phone and smirks sinisterly at Janela , all while Omos stands slightly ahead of him between him and Kyle, Joey, and Bayley.
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Post by Fauche on Nov 25, 2023 14:29:55 GMT -6
As Tyler wraps things up, its The "Bad Boy" who responds this time, finally lifting up that mic of his to join the party.Janela: Well now... ain't that rich? Janela: Maybe ol' Janela has just been spending a little too much time bummin' around bingo halls and the legions lately to know "how its done" here in the big leagues. My opinion though? Take it with a grain of sand or shove it up your ass, I don't give a shit - I'd say you're getting a little too complicated and there's nothing all that complicated about what's actually happening in this ring. Joey points towards Tyler to start with.Janela: This snot-nosed twink barely even works and he sounds like he's got worse CTE than Foley. Maybe its just all the hair spray. Don't know. Don't care. Clearly we gotta dial it back and dumb things down when we're talking around him though cause I can see the steam coming out of his ears just trying to string together a couple sentences. I mean hey, I'm no rocket scientist or anything, but shit, you got me looking like Albert Einstein standing next to him. What were you a model for anyway, Breezy? Adult velcro shoes? He gets a lil pop for the jab. Joey waves it off, circling back to his original point.Janela: Don't let me get off topic here, though. Like I says, its simple. This. All of it. Lets break it down for a sec, okay? The "Bad Boy" directs all attention towards his own squad.Janela: Over here we got the O'Reilly's - cold-blooded Irishish killers. My boy Kyle? One of a kind. Ruthless. Violent. Gold-plated resume. Couple of losses along the way? Sure. Nobody's perfect. Then he gets all eyes back on the villains.Janela: Over on your side, we got what? A short-bus pretty boy who needs - how many was it? "Hundreds" of people covering his ass just to scrape by? His sidepiece who's all about results but can't get any herself? And then the BIG GUY, huh? Joey sizes up Omos, his eyes taking the long trip from his shoes to his head.Janela: Tall don't scare me, Jack. I've seen big before, and I'm not talking about the Tom Hanks flick. It means you're slow. It means you're clumsy. It means some trainer taught you a chokeslam and head chop and sent you on your way cause they knew you'd blow a knee out if you ever even thought about learning an armdrag.
Far as I can figure it, the only reason someone like you would be carrying bags for someone like him is because you're too lazy, too stupid, or just too god damn terrible to get the job done yourself. You're not a "best kept secret", amigo. You're a bluff and I'm calling it. They've held you close to the chest, which is to say out of this ring at all costs. Oldest trick in the book, buddy. Just a "BEWARE OF DOG" sign on a fence with a harmless pooch on the other side. While I'm a Bad, Baaaaaaaad Boy. I got no problem kicking a dog.Of course Joey gets some serious heat for that cause its a batshit insane thing to say. Bayley's eyes go wide. Kyle doesn't seem that bothered - he's still just glaring at Tyler the way a knife glares at a steak. Joey feeds off the boos, though, beckoning them in with his free hand and using that energy.Janela: Yeah, yeah, exactly! Exactly! You hear that? Huh? That's the sound of having nothing to lose, baby! You three? Oooooowwwwie! You guys got a LOT riding on this one. An entire organization dedicated to pretending that one hack-ass male model is the Best Wrestler in the World. Phew. That's a thin line to walk. A dangerous game. I'd go so far as to call it the stupidest thing I've ever heard of, too. But here you are, trying so god damn hard to pull it off night after night, week after week, coming up on month after month now.
Let me ask you guys something? Have you ever even watched wrestling? Nothing lasts forever, and you chumps aren't gonna last long at all while you're worrying about how to keep the illusion alive and how to keep Alexa from dropping the ball and how to keep Tyler's face from getting all messed up and how to keep Omos from ever actually having to tag in. Woof. That's a lotttttttttttta problems to have.
Me? I don't got problems. I make 'em. I got nothing to worry about except causing the Breeztourage as much trouble as possible, and shit, I don't even call that work. That's like... a day at the beach for me. I make a living beating up washed-up legends and never-will-be's. Its grubby, grimy stuff - nuthin' glamerous about it. Getting a fat paycheque to kick the easiest asses I've ever seen? Its Chrismas coming early at the Janela house.
Joey lowers the stick with a smile on his face, giving the floor back to the other team.
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rawisrey
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Post by rawisrey on Nov 26, 2023 3:12:58 GMT -6
While Joey Janela was getting himself fired up, finishing his rally cry and spewing venom at his opponents, with Kyle lingering glare on him all the while, Tyler simply backed up into the corner and kicked his legs up onto the ropes laying back. Once Janela is done, Breeze looks around for a moment before raising his microphone from his relaxed position.Tyler Breeze: Ew, it talks. Like...A lot too. Gross. Okay umm let me try and remember some of the things you said real quick...there was a thing about you three being Killers. Um, I remember Lexi giving me the rundown, it seems like all Kenneth's ever been is a dutiful lackey, that always breaks off on his own, just to be a lackey again. And you...You're a Lackey of THE Lackey. So, sure, real threatening killers you are. Calling the kickpads over there "one of a kind" was funny though, I'll give you a point there. Immediately have to take that point away because you mispronounced my name entirely, "Nobody's Perfect"? It's pronounced Tyler Breeze, Tyler Breeze is Perfect. Okay um what else....ughhh trying to remember what you said is like...The worst thing I've ever had to do in my entire life. Lexi please take over while I try and not throw up thinking about it talking to me.Breeze gags, dry heaving and putting his hand up to his mouth to maintain his composure as Bliss smirks a smug smile over at Janela, looking him up and down.Alexa Bliss: I always find it funny when people think "nothing to lose" is a strong proponent to someones chances. I understand the logistics behind it, but by your logic a weak derelict on the street is the greatest fighter in the world. Oh, I see now. That's why you think so highly of yourself, because you and a hobo are what? 2 degrees of separation? Of course you'd think you're such a great wrestler with the Nothing to Lose logic. Thing is Joseph, you come out here a basic nobody, returning to UWF thanks not to your ability but thanks to Kyles fit of depression and taking advantage of it by buddying up to him to get a job. Yet you're here saying this is going to be easy, like boy. Who. The hell. Are you? Nooooo Body boo boo, so do me a favor and be a good little indy extra and stand in the background nice and quiet or you won't be around long enough to collect more checks. You're literately the THIRD rand-o Friend of Kyle O'Reilly we're going to put down to the mat, so you having an ego and trying to take the spotlight when you're not even important, let alone necessary, is all kinds of toxic. Bliss shoots up her open hand at Janelas direction, telling him to get lost as Breeze groans into the microphone in frustration.Tyler Breeze: uuughhhhh, it just makes my brain hurt. Everything you said just answers itself, it's all full of ContractionsAlexa Bliss: Contradictions.Tyler Breeze: Please Alexa, don't use foul language like that, you'd be stooping down to their uggo level. But back to...You...You say your bestie Lazy Pancreas over here has a golden resume and then say that I'm scraping by. Um, I beat the guy you say is so great and that's just Scraping by? What? Oh but if you're looking for even more "What?": you say nothing last forever, Uhh earth to maroon...What do I do?Breeze pauses and holds his phone up, making a face to it taking a selfie.I...He pauses and looks at it, deletes it, holds his phone back up and takes another before he goes to continue.I'm a-again he stops mid sentence, deleting the photo, waving Alexa over and pointing at his hair. Bliss reaches and brushes his hair with her hand accessory, fixing a stray golden lock before she pulls her hand away for him to take another pose and selfie.I'm a model, I take pictures. Pictures can last forever...and I know you're used to wrestling in front of bingo...posts? I don't know what's inside a Bingo Hall, that's for poor people....irrelevant! The important thing is right now, what you see all around you are Cameras. They take like, a zillion pictures at a time. So, dumb dumb, that's how I last forever... by having all the cameras on me, because everyone will remember all these gorgeous shots of me beating the three of you forever...Of course the downside of that is that you three will also end up in some of those pictures, like on the ground next to my designer shoes. But I'm sure once we get A.I to automatically erase uggos from photos, it'll scrub you guys from history and maintain my beauty for eons. Heck even your attempts at insults didn't hit, cause uhhhh even if it were a Thin line to walk on...Walking a straight line is like, a main part of my job so duh I'm great at it so I'd nail that too. You're just one big, smelly, annoying headache to me at this point. Which sucks because that means you're actually good at what you said you were, Causing us as much trouble as possible. You're not a threat at all, and it's actually kind of sad that you're the one trying to rally your team together when you're the saddest of your trio, but still...Good job on being annoying. I guess. Whatever to keep you from talking again. Breeze rolls his eyes and drops his mic onto his chest making a loud thud over the speakers, but before the silences lingers too long Omos beckons Alexa for the microphone once more. She raises her arm straight up and Omos still leans down to have to speak into it.Omos: You think you've got me figured out, because you've seen Tall Wrestlers before and now how they work. Listen up Boy, cause this isn't what you're looking at, I ain't here to be a wrestler. I'm not trying to get on the magazines, win the straps, or get all the star ratings. You three care a lot about being great wrestlers, but all I care about is where I get paid. And all this big talk you've been spewing at these two, how much you think they gonna incentivize me with to make you regret every word? Trust me, I ain't looking for no arm drags in this match. I'm looking to get you within arms reach, so I can break you. You think you're bad cause you'll kick a dog, at Slammiversary your ass is gonna find out how bad I am when I stomp out a bitch.
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Post by Jye on Nov 27, 2023 9:42:39 GMT -6
Grayson Waller and Bronson Reed are sitting center of the ring...
Grayson Waller: "Big Bronson and myself look mighty fine with these titles around our shoulders if I do say so myself, Take note because what you guys call Forever Championships are about to be hot ticket commodities, You in your interviews say you wanted other competitors to face like Edge and Christian, The Dudleys hell you even said EC3 and his dirty pal Dango..."
Grayson Waller: "You know what that says to me? You do Bronson right?"
Grayson slaps Reed with the back of his hand laughing at whats to come, the two Aussies in their camping chairs stare down the ramp...
Grayson Waller: "It says that you don't think you can beat the Australian megastar and the Aussie WMD that is Bronson Reed in a two on two affair. Sami it's actually so clear that you are scared and if taking these titles was this easy the first time, I can't imagine how much easier it will be the second time. When I said you having EC3 in that little pocket of yours was AN ATROCIOUS act of favouritism and I mean looking at it now with these two fine pieces of gold around our shoulders it's clear that's what Sami Zayn needs, You needed Will Ospreay, You need Luchadora, El Generico and by god do you need Becky Lynch it takes FIVE PEOPLE to keep your head above water. Sharks are circling and Sami you're exhausted you're overworked and you're going to drown..."
Bronson Reed: "You've gone into the deep end and there is no way out. Waller may be all talk but I am all action and I am the most vicous and ravenous shark in the UWF waters, I crave destruction, I want to cause unspeakable pain mentally and physically. You and Becky had to go claw and fight, That's a big mistake that just makes me excited I am looking forward to watching you both struggle to breath by the end of this match. You'll have to relive every moment of this match as you both watch the person you hold closest in the wrestling business take their final step in the wrestling business. So say your prayers and make peace because come Slammiversary there is no peace. No ceasefires and I will be HOME..."
Bronson voice growls almost demonically saying his home is in a warzone...
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Post by Xander on Nov 27, 2023 22:31:36 GMT -6
The fans start to cheer as “Born In Battle” begins to play. The cheers erupt as the first person they see is Brayn Danielson wearing jeans and a black polo shirt. Marching behind him is Wheeler Yuta, his eyes fixed on the ring. They stand at the top of the ramp before Danielson leads Yuta down and into the ring. Danielson grabs a microphone as he steps into the middle of the ring and the music dies down.
Bryan Danielson: I imagine you all saw that pathetic joke of an interview from earlier tonight. The one where some loudmouth had to repeat his name over and over again because he truly understands how forgettable he is without doing that. I’m going to tell you something, it doesn’t surprise me one bit that he does his talking in the back, probably pre recorded because he doesn’t have the spine to walk out here and say it in front of all of you.
The fans cheer knowing LA Knight is a coward.
Bryan Danielson: I’m not going to lie to all of you, it’s been a tough road for Wheeler since coming to the UWF. There have been more ups and downs in the first month than expected, but I believe those downs make the ups that much sweeter. Even in defeat Wheeler Yuta has shown each and every one of you how dangerous he can be, what type of potential he has. You know who learned that fact? Warhorse learned that fact as he tapped out screaming like a little child. That wasn’t LA Knight who did that to the Money in The Bank holder, that was Wheeler Yuta. No LA Knight, jumped Warhorse in the back, but even with that act of cowardice it wasn’t enough to keep Warhorse down for a single night….but one match with Wheeler Yuta and you haven’t seen that big roided up moron come back!
Danielson is starting to get worked up and you can hear it in his voice as his movements start to get a little bit wilder walking around the ring.
Bryan Danielson: But men like LA Knight, they have to pump themselves up. They have to pound on their chest and pretend like the world is theirs to command. He has put it in his mind that he is a top dog in this company, he has said it more times than anyone can count because a man like LA Knight believes if you say it enough…it becomes true. A man like me, a man like Wheeler Yuta…we know it only is true, WHEN IT IS TRUE! Words mean nothing, actions are where the truth lie and in action LA Knight has done nothing but drop the ball over and over again. 2023 has been the year of LA Knight choking at every big opportunity, he doesn’t want to hear that, but the truth is the truth.
Danielson looks over his shoulder at Yuta who nods in agreement.
Bryan Danielson: Here’s the problem with guys who run their mouths in the wrestling business, at some point they’ve got to get in the ring. At Slammiversary you have to get in the ring and that is when Wheeler is going to the world a favor and stop that mouth of yours from flapping. He’s going to break your jaw in half and give all of these fans a few months of not hearing you say…your…name…like an absolute idiot. The bell is going to ring, the talking is going to be over and then the truth can begin. Where this world sees one of the best wrestlers in it, tie you in knots and leave you a bloodied, crippled shell of who you once were. I’ve got to be completely honest, I’m going to enjoy this. I’m going to enjoy releasing a beast like Wheeler Yuta onto a cowardly lowlife of a man like LA Knight. I’m going to take a sick pleasure in watching him pick you apart like an apex predator, toying with his prey. Despite what I’ve chosen to do with my life, I’ve never been a fan of really watching people suffer. But I’m going to enjoy watching you suffer, I’m going to love every moment of it. As will these fans and as will Wheeler, because too often have I taught him discipline. I’ve taught this man that you get the job done and that is it, but I know within him is a sick son of a bitch who likes hearing the bones cracks, he likes hearing tendons break, he loves to feel the life drain from another person. I’ve taught him to ignore that side of himself to become a better wrestler, a more effective warrior. But for a man like you LA Knight, someone who barely qualifies for being a man. I release that side of Wheeler Yuta, I encourage that he takes pleasure in your pain. And I encourage you…
Danielson looks out to the fans, speaking to them.
Bryan Danielson: I encourage you to enjoy the sight of a man like LA Knight get what’s coming to him. I give you the permission you may need to allow yourself that hidden pleasure of seeing a man who you despise be broken; mind, body and spirit. We go about our lives being good people, not wanting to see the worst happen to each other, but there is a darkness in all humans that we should allow out once in a while. Scumbags like LA Knight exist to be made examples out of and for us to give that darkness just a little bit of outlet. So do not feel bad for enjoy that you see at Slammiversary, it is our holiday gift to you.
Danielson smiles as he brings the microphone down.
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Post by Cwalker on Nov 28, 2023 11:07:00 GMT -6
As Danielson and Yuta stand tall in the ring, the are soon met by The Man of The Hour...
L...A....Knight!
"Welcome to LA" begins to play and the arena turns to all boos as they know the arrival of Wheeler Yuta's Slammiversary opponent is imminent. And it doesn't take long for the man to show himself. Everyone, this is the "Million Dollar Megastar" known as LA Knight. Knight comes out onto the stage and stares down Danielson and his protege. Knight walks about halfway down the ramp before pulling a microphone out his back pocket and motioning for the music to stop playing. As it fades, The Man of The Hour begins to speak.
LA Knight: Bryan, nice to see 'ya. L...A....Knight was starting to get a little worried. L...A....Knight sees that the two of 'ya saw L...A....Knight's interview. But Bryan, that feels like it was a week ago. L...A....Knight wasn't sure he was going to get a response. But it's good to see that between the two of 'ya, 'ya were able to find a set of balls and make 'ya way out to L...A...Knight's ring. But know that 'ya stand in MY ring, 'ya got the nerve to start spewing even more garbage than 'ya were before. 'Ya got the nerve to say L...A....Knight doesn't have the spine to come out here and talk to 'ya face to face. Have you two DUMMIES! not been paying attention to the landscape of wrestling over the past year? If there's one thing L...A....Knight loves to do, besides make money, it's to come out here and talk trash to each and every fat man and each and every one of their sloppy girlfriends.
That comment doesn't exactly get the fans on LA Knight's side. But of course, he doesn't really care.
LA Knight: So L...A....Knight is going to have to say 'ya wrong when 'ya call him a coward. But 'ya know something Bryan, not only does L...A....Knight find 'ya statement incorrect, L...A....Knight also finds it quite hilarious. And L...A....Knight is going to tell 'ya why. 'Ya call L...A....Knight a coward cause 'ya think L...A....Knight can't come out here and speak his mind. But here's the funny thing. 'Ya protege is standing right there and it seems to L...A....Knight that he can't speak for himself. Now don't get L...A....Knight wrong, I'd love to verbally go back and forth with 'ya Bryan before dropping 'ya on 'ya fragile little skull with some Blunt Force Trauma. But the match signed for Slammiversary isn't L...A....Knight versus Bryan Danielson. It's L...A....Knight versus...him.
Knight points at Yuta.
LA Knight: So the way L...A....Knight sees it, it's gotta be one of two options. Either 'ya protege is the coward that 'ya speak of. Or, and this is L...A....Knight's personal opinion, 'ya protege is so Useless, that he can't even speak for himself. But that's perfectly fine to L...A....Knight. Cause L...A....Knight doesn't need to hear the drownings of some nobody that can't seem to be able to win a match without L...A....Knight's assistance. But L...A....Knight? Last time L...A....Knight had a match, he beat the Intercontinental Champion straight up in the middle of this ring. And since we're speaking of matches, Wheeler Useless, let L...A....Knight ask 'ya a question. How did that steel chain to the back of the head feel? Since Bryan wants to be honest, allow L...A....Knight to do the same, Initially, L...A....Knight had no intention of getting involved in 'ya match with Kyle O'Reilly. Hell, L...A....Knight and Chris had a hell of a night lined up. But then L...A....Knight remembered, we're only having this match cause 'ya got involved in L...A....Knight's business. So L...A....Knight needed to return the favor.
LA Knight: But let L...A....Knight assure 'ya of something, Wheeler Useless. L...A....Knight is not Kyle O'Reilly. Matter of fact, L...A....Knight has proven that he is better than Kyle O'Reilly. So come Slammiversary, unlike O'Reilly, L...A....Knight will not need Christopher Adonis to beat 'ya. As far as L...A....Knight is concerned, he's already won. But L...A.....Knight wants to know how the two of 'ya are going to cope when Wheeler Useless over here gets a one-way ticket on the Gravy Train? Are 'ya going to pack and run? 'Ya wouldn't be the first person L...A....Knight has run out of UWF. Or are 'ya going to come out here the next night and tell each and every one of these low lives that cheer for 'ya, that 'ya had an off night. The same excuse every single nobody makes when they act like they're a badass but then find out that they're in over their head. Come Slammiversary, L...A....Knight isn't going to be helping you kid. L...A....Knight is going to be on the other side, beating some respect into 'ya. And all 'ya little goat-faced mentor will be able to do is watch on.
Knight climbs onto the ring apron and stares both Danielson and Yuta down.
LA Knight: Now Bryan, L...A....Knight called 'ya put on 'ya lies about L...A....Knight being afraid to come out here and speak. But 'ya did say one thing that is the truth. Come Slammiverary, L...A....Knight is going to get what he has coming to him. And that is a victory. L...A....Knight is sure of it. And 'ya want to know why? Because it doesn't matter how much 'ya trained him. It doesn't matter how dangerous 'ya think he is. It doesn't matter that he's spent time stretching a bunch of nobodies on the indies. All that matters is one simple fact. L...A....Knight is better. L...A.....Knight has always been better. And L...A....Knight isn't here to try and convince 'ya of that fact. L...A....Knight isn't going to make claims that he's going to beat Wheeler Useless and go on to become the neext World Heavyweight Champion. L...A....Knight is telling 'ya that he's walking into SLammiversary and he's going to show the two of 'ya and the entire world watching, exactly WHOSE GAME THIS IS!
And with that, Knight lowers his mic as he stares down his two adversaries.
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Post by Danny on Nov 28, 2023 18:31:43 GMT -6
Zayn's music hits and the crowd is instinctively on their feet to boo. Becky comes out first to a slight pop but Zayn dances out from behind her and the tone changes right back. They're obviously not carrying the Forever Championships but they don't look too angry. As a matter of fact, they're smiling. They got mics in hand and Sami goes to speak. Sami Zayn: Oh man you two really don't get it do you? Is this really how you think true champions act? I'm not even gonna bother with the fact that 50% of wrestling is your entrance and that not even being televised is a bad sign for you but taking a title hostage, it's old hat and it never really works out because people who need to do that know it's the only way they'll hold gold. We could easily come down there and take them back but what's the point? You're just going to try and blind side us and take them back. Instead we'll let you parade them around and think you're untouchable. Meanwhile we'll be doing what we do best and that's prepare because we're actual wrestlers.Becky Lynch: Yeah we don't need to pretend that we're so good that we don't even need to try. Obviously that's true but what makes us even greater is that we scout. Which is a bit hard to do what with Waller bein' afraid to ever step in the ring but with what little I've been able to find, we should be just fine neutralizing you big boy. Becky focuses on Reed and lifts her shoulders up and sticks her chest out to make herself look bigger. Becky Lynch: You got size and power workin' for you but what else ya got? It won't matter how strong you are when you got your arm danglin' out of it's socket courtesy of my Disarmer. Sami Zayn: It's true, I've seen her do it. It's not pretty. Becky Lynch: Speakin' of pretty, it's a shame Sami's gonna have to rearrange that face of yours Waller but you really shouldn't have turned your back on a good thing. Sami Zayn: I'm a nice guy. We could've talked this out like men. Bronson Reed is an anchor weighing you down and you choose to stick up for him rather than chastise him for being too stupid to take advantage of a last minute change. If he's not smart enough to think on his feet, and he's not tough enough to keep Jamie Hayter down then what good is he?
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mattchewie
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Post by mattchewie on Nov 28, 2023 22:39:50 GMT -6
Bischoff comes sauntering out from behind the curtain before turning around and bowing repeatedly until “Ravishing” Rick Rude emerges. The pair begin their slow walk down the ramp. Bischoff climbs the stairs and sits on the second rope as Rude enters the ring. Bischoff walks up to the opposite side of the ring and requests two microphones.Bischoff: Well, I wish I could say that we were here to deliver brighter news, but we could start off by reassuring all of you people that Rick will most definitely retain his Prime Time Medal, right after he takes these two confused kids to the whipping tree. I say they're confused because both of them are completely delusional in believing that they have the slightest chance of winning. I mean, I could go on and on developing that statement even more by showing just how confused Caleb is for believing that he is some sort of Asgardian warrior or whatever the hell it is that he believes. I mean, sure…we’ve all seen the Avengers movies and Thor is kinda cool, but not cool enough that we want to go and cosplay as another Asgardian, right? Then, there’s Jamie. Easy now, I don’t want to step on any toes of this powerful and independent woman. But I do want to address the fact that she even believes that she’d stand the slightest chance in this match. I mean, come on…Rick hardly had any difficulty in putting her down the last time, what makes her think this time would be so different? I mean, there are a multitude-Biscoff is cut off by Rude raising his hand. Rude: Easy Eric, we don’t want to scare the kids away too soon, do we? First, I’d like to take the time to address a familiar foe in Jamie. Now, Jamie…I’ve given you multiple opportunities by this point to allow me to take you out to dinner, which you’ve repeatedly ignored. You believe that my intentions lie solely in the bedroom, and somehow…you believe that I have sexually harassed you? I mean, I get it…a woman as crass as yourself, it's hard for men to make a pass at you or to even flirt with you. I mean, I did extend the invitation to dinner to you, but only because I am a gentleman. I want to give you what may be your first and only opportunity with a sophisticated male such as myself taking you out for a nice night on the town. If you felt as if my intentions lied elsewhere, then perhaps it is your mind that is the more perverse. I extended those invitations to you out of sheer pity. Nothing more, nothing less. But, of course, a young woman such as yourself thinks that this entire world owes them something, so I guess you feel as if I should be making continuous passes at you? I’m not sure that I follow your logic on that. Even on the slowest nights, I’ve surrounded myself with women that far surpass your beauty, if you can even call it that. I merely wanted to treat you to a nice dinner, as a means of repaying you for taking this medal away from you. I know a woman with your caliber of a paycheck, it becomes a bit of a struggle from time to time.Rude shrugs his shoulders before continuing.Rude: Then, that brings me to Caleb, the not-so-mighty. You make it quite difficult to truly rip into you, my friend. As anything you’ve had to say about either of your opponents has been quite neutral. Although, as admirable as that may be…it is quite foolish. As you’ve left yourself completely out in the open, which is truly a rookie mistake. But, then again, I’m the old dog in the fight, right? You see, one thing that has always amused me is the fact that any of you young pups think that the easiest outlet for you to gain the upperhand verbally is to assault my age. Case and point, anything that Jamie has had to say about me. If age were truly a factor here, what would it say about your performance against me, Jamie? Last week you had made the statement that I had wished that I was 35 years younger, and that couldn’t be any further from the truth. Why would I throw away 35 years of experience aside like that? That experience is what has led me to great success. It has made me the longest reigning Intercontinental champion, it has made me the man that has beaten the world champion, and it has made me the man that is going to walk away from this encounter without a scratch upon him, hoisting this medal high.
You see, I do wish that it would be just a tad bit of a difficult defense for this Medal, as it would be my first trying defense. But even with the two that I am up against, I truly have nothing to fear whatsoever. If either of you really believe that I’m here for anything other than defending this medal, then that is your own foolish faults. But that’s a conversation for another time.
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Post by Sam on Nov 29, 2023 14:43:44 GMT -6
The sound of a war-horn being blown can be heard all throughout the arena as the lights now dim and the beginning notes of Eternal Champion's 'I Am the Hammer' plays over the PA system.
Red lights now focus on the stage as smoke billows from the entrance way. Out onto the stage walks The Mighty Caleb clad in armour and sporting a cape. He stands with his arms wide, his cape appearing like black wings against the red background of the stage. In one hand he holds a drinking horn which he holds aloft. As the glorious main riff kicks in Caleb drinks from the horn before raising it high in the air and yelling 'SKAL!'.
The Mighty Caleb then makes his march down towards the ring, he fist bumps members of the crowd who reach out to him and leads them in the 'SKAL' chant which turns the crowd into a frenzy. Caleb steps up onto the ring apron now and once again holds the horn aloft, pumping his fist as he does so to the rhythm of the crowd. Caleb then enters the ring and continues to pump his fist as he marches around, hyping up both himself and the crowd before he is handed a microphone from a member of the ringside crew. Rude and Bischoff stand across the ring from the Television Champion looking mightily unimpressed.
The Mighty Caleb: And so finally we come face to face - the great Rick Rude, a legend in this realm no doubt and the man who holds the prize which The Mighty Caleb seeks to claim. I have to say The Mighty Caleb has heard murmurs that Rick Rude is nothing more than a lecherous old snake but here standing before me is a man who not only accepts the challenge not only of The Mighty Caleb but also of the mighty shieldmaiden Jamie Hayter. So although you may still be lecherous, let there be no doubt that standing before me is a fighting champion. A man of at least some honour. But standing before me my shieldbrothers and sisters is also a foolish man for this man has looked past not only Jamie Hater who I know is a strong and talented shieldmaiden... but he has also chosen to belittle, to almost ignore The Mighty Caleb and in doing so has besmirched me and all I stand for and for that Rick Rude, The Mighty Caleb will not stand. So perhaps Rick it's time to stop thinking about Jamie Hayter with one head... the one in your pants... and start considering that you might just be about to be bashed into oblivion by The Mighty Caleb with the one on your shoulders. Before I remove it.
The crowd cheer as The Mighty Caleb speaks with great intensity.
You say The Mighty Caleb has been 'neutral' towards his two opponents at Slammiversary and this may be true to a point. But this is because The Mighty Caleb lives the life of a true warrior and that includes treating others with respect and with dignity because at the end of it all, every single one of us who step into this ring are warriors - men and women who seek fortune in battle and that in itself must be respected. But do not mistake my respect and my 'neutrality' as you put it for foolishness. See I know that you are a great warrior Rude. You hold the Prime Time Medal, you held the Intercontinental Champion for a record reign and took on many foes and defeated them time and time again. You bring up your age but I do not see an old man in front of me, like you said yourself and like The Mighty Caleb recognises... I see experience. I see a veteran. I see a battle tested warrior who knows what it takes to win but must make you aware that even the most experienced and most battle scarred warlords that have ever entered this realm eventually fall to the younger, faster, stronger warrior and The Mighty Caleb is just that... and I am ready to usurp your reign Rick Rude and claim that prize you hold dearly, as my own.
Caleb nods his head as Rude and Bischoff shake theirs in tandem.
But let us not forget about Jamie Hayter. And while you seem borderline obsessed with taking this shieldmaiden to dinner - The Mighty Caleb has his own agenda with this Shieldmaiden. And it is not in the way you do - no The Mighty Caleb is only concerned with finishing the battle we started last week on Revolution. We went to war and although The Mighty Caleb had his hand raised as the victor - we all know it wasn't the way The Mighty Caleb wanted it to be. Now that I have come to from our clash of skulls I have gained even more respect for the toughness of Jamie Hayter but also an even greater hunger to settle the score. So at Slammiversary, The Mighty Caleb sails to the shores of the realm of England with three primary goals at hand. First, to truly defeat Jamie Hayter in battle, secondly to remove the smug smile from both Rick Rude and his court jester's face and thirdly and most importantly to banish both foes and become the new Prime Time Medalist and begin the journey towards the Intercontinental Championship and becoming dual champion. I am nothing if not ambitious but my ambition is matched only by my hunger for battle and for glory - at Slammiversary this will be a great test for The Mighty Caleb - let there be no doubt of that. But when all is said and done, when the fog of war clears... I promise you all it will be The Mighty Caleb standing as the sole victor, bathing in honour and in glory and chanting with all of my shieldbrothers and sisters as we rejoice... SKAL!, SKAL! SKAL! Caleb leads the crowd in his signature chant as the noise level in the crowd reaches new levels which only feeds Caleb's enthusiasm as he pounds his fist in the air.
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Post by crann on Nov 30, 2023 8:52:14 GMT -6
A heavy, sludgy riff hits the arena's PA like a sledgehammer as the fans buzz, not knowing what to make of it or who is coming. As the house lights go down, the feed seamlessly shifts to monochrome, and a big and menacing man sporting a leather jacket comes ambling out of the back with a sneer of contempt worn as plainly as the badass sunglasses on his face.The tall man lumbers his way down the ramp, ignoring fans prompting him for a high five as he walks with purpose to the ring. He rounds the squared circle, snatches a microphone from timekeeping, and then climbs up the ring steps on the far side, scrapes his boots on the apron, and enters over the top rope. Turning on his microphone, the man addresses the crowd.Donovan Dijak: I don't expect most of you to know who I am and it's not like it matters, just listen up: Tonight, I'll be standing in for the charismatic former Champion of the Intercontinents and addressing his foe, Finn Balor, on his behalf. Finn: You should have seen this coming. After weeks of using the numbers game to your advantage, Orange has finally decided to contract some security. Since the Best Friends were otherwise engaged, he called up the best insurance policy in the country: Donovan Dijak.The fans buzz at this news. Dijak paces as he continues his speech.The simple fact of the matter is that your time taking advantage of Orange Cassidy is at an end, as your Intercontinental Championship reign soon will be. You never were on the same level as "Freshly Squeezed," and now with your only trump card neutralized, you're going to be exposed as the shameful fraud of a man you've always been. In a matter of days the world will see the example I made of one of your prized pupils, and when the Mafia sees what I'm capable of doing to him, they're going to be running into Witness Protection to keep them safe – because their Don won't be able to guarantee their safety any longer. You can call me whatever you want: Donovan, Dijak, it doesn't matter. What does is that when it comes right down to it, I'm an Equalizer – and your opponent has me in his corner.With a smirk, he adds:So go ahead and get your ass out here. Make the big promises you want to make. Bring your Mafia buddies. We can give them a preview of what'll be coming to them at Slammiversary if they put their noses where they don't belong. But don't keep me waiting. Time is money.
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