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| El Pablo | Jun 21 2009, 12:44 AM Post #1 |
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VIVA LA RAINBOWLUTION!!!
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Your regularly scheduled programming is interrupted by a series of video clips showing various CZW Superstars in TV studio settings, either conducting interviews with other wrestlers, or addressing the camera directly. The footage is accompanied by a jazzy instrumental piece, which continues to play as the video fades out, giving way to a live shot of - you guessed it - a TV studio, currently lit up by a large XTC logo constructed of various lightbulbs and erected behind a desk. The modest audience breaks out in applause as the main lights come up, revealing The Five Star Superstar El Pablo sat behind the desk, dressed in his full ring gear. The music fades out, and EP motions for the fans to quiet, before clasping his hands together and resting them on the table in front of him. EL PABLO: Good evening ladies and gentlemen, and welcome to.. The "Who's the F**king Boss Testing the E.T.V After Hours with a Backstage Pass to the Kode of Silence Korner watching Mike King's Big Time News" Show! The crowd pops, with a good dose of hearty laughter thrown in at the ridiculous title and its various references. EL PABLO: Or, to give it its other name: "Everyone else had one, so we figured we'd join the party and get one too"! Well.. we already had one.. but we thought we'd get another one anyway! For the LOLz! More rapturous applause. EL PABLO: Ohhhh yes! But.. as if the sight of me in my fluffy pink ears wasn't enough to get you ladies all hot and bothered.. we have TWO other fine young gentlemen joining me at the desk tonight! CROWD: WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! EL PABLO: Won't you please put your hands together.. for "The Aerial Specialist", Krimzon Blaze.. and for the first time ever on XTC TV.. I think.. "High Definition", CAGE STRYKER!!! The crowd cheers wildly once more as Cage and Krimz appear at the top of the stands, and bound down the stairs and up onto the stage. They step round behind the desk, and take a seat either side of El Pablo. EL PABLO: Krimzon, Cage, welcome. KRIMZON BLAZE: Thanks EP, always glad to be of service! You never know what could happen at these things, like, take for instance, last week's grueling and epic Tag-Team Match... The debut of Tru Family Crew against Tim Timmons and Rob Wright... Well, we "Buried The Hatchet" on them, let's recap last week's match, shall we? The camera shifts from the current footage to last week's as KB and MM fought valiantly against TNG, capitalizing with their new move which is a Powerbomb/Slice Bread #2 off the top rope connecting on Tim Timmons whose destroyed as Blaze gets the pinfall which led to Brian Damage awarding KB and MM spots in the Ultimate X Chamber II Match at Summer Showdown. The camera comes back to show KB, EP, and Cage. KRIMZON BLAZE: So you see, Its in The Next Generation's best interests to stay out of Team XTC business from now on... Timmons, Rob, and Mike King... Your all out to prove that Team XTC isn't as grand and secular that you thought we are... So you form a backwash alliance with 2 former "legends" who are out to capture the spotlight once again... Do you honestly believe that Tru Family Crew, El Fuego, The Five Star Gamblers, Ace King, El Pablo, Mike Monroe, and their triumphant jack of all trades, "The Aerial Specialist" Krimzon Blaze are afraid of YOU?! Let's be serious here... Timmons and King came out with them being brothers... keyword there: CAME out... I don't believe it for a second honestly... The Next Generation is this year's Star Trek convention whereas Team XTC are main-eventing each and every SINGLE week! But this week... 6-man tag... El Fuego along with High Defintion's own Cage Stryker, take on the current Intercontinental Champion Justin Marsham and TNG members Tim Timmons and Rob Wright... *cough* AGAIN?! *cough*... Justin is an accomplished wrestler, having an uncanny ability to come up with a toleration for pain and the drive to succeed, hell, that's why he's the IC Champ... But not for much longer actually... El Pablo seeks to dethrone Justin of that championship to give it some BRITISH class... Whereas I am involved in Ultimate X II... The same match that made my career take off where it should be right now... MAIN EVENT status! But not only will I be inside that match, Mr. Stryker will be defending his X-Division Gold against 4 others, excluding Monroe and myself. So all in all, This 6-man tag has a very high mortality rate... the winners of this match gain an advantage heading into Summer Showdown, the losers? Well, their just gonna be lacking in that department... So, TNG and Marsham, El Fuego along with X-Division Champ Cage Stryker, we're out for blood, and unfortunately for you 3, your next on the menu... EL PABLO: Thankyou KB, another intense, passionate monologue there from the person that literally NO-ONE is calling CZW's answer to Scrappy Doo! EP turns to face Cage, who has placed his X-Title belt on the desk in front of him. EL PABLO: So.. Cage Stryker. "High Definition". The third phase of CZW's X-Revolution - no offence, KB.. KB just mutters something under his breath. EL PABLO: Cage, how are you enjoying your XTC TV experience? I mean.. you've been Television Champion.. you've become one of the most respected X-Champions - and indeed, CZW Superstars - of all time.. but THIS.. a cameo in a Team XTC promo.. THIS is where it's at right here. This is, to shamelessly steal a phrase, BIG TIME! Cage: Well EP...you forgot one thing on all this... The "Who's the F**king Boss Testing the E.T.V After Hours with a Backstage Pass to the Kode of Silence Korner watching Mike King's Big Time News" Show! Brought to you in HIGH DEFINITON!! EP: Damn...you're right, how could I have forgotten that part. Cage: I'll forgive you...this time. Cage smiles jokingly. Cage: Actually Pabs...I'm gonna be honest with you a moment. KB and EP look at him very attentively. Cage: I actually went to Derek myself, and requested this match. The three of us all have a war goin on here in the CZW. I'm waring with TNG...you're all waring with TNG. I figured it only made sense. And I also thought with as big a PPV as Summer Showdown...it would be a chance to be rolling into it with some huge momentum. EL PABLO: Oh yeah, absolutely! And hey, what better chance of building some momentum than going up against The Next Generation, a team that has NEVER scored a victory over Team XTC! An awkward silence descends on the studio, as Cage and KB - and in fact everyone in the audience - looks at EP in confusion. EP looks around, apparantly oblivious as to why this is happening, until he places a hand to his ear and tilts his head, presumably to better hear someone talking to him through his earpiece. EL PABLO: Yeah.. ... What? ... Hahaha, no way... ... Two weeks ago? ... Really? ... Nooo, I think I'd remember that.. are you sure? EP suddenly grimaces, and pulls the earpiece out of his ear (no shit!). EL PABLO: Wow.. he sounds angry! EP shuffles his papers briefly, and looks around the studio again. EL PABLO: ..What were we talking about again? Cage: Hm…I think the part about us all being undefeated by TNG. EP turns to the camera with a wry smile. EP: Yeah, that’s right. All of us. Every single one. Cage: Anyway…this is like a news show right? KB: Ya! CS: Excellent. EP: I didn't really have an outright plan for it, I just wanted to poke fun at the "show" fad that has taken the CZW by storm. CS: …And you forgot HD TV? EP: Yeah, sorry, my bad Cagey boy. CS: I shall return. Just follow my lead. Cage jumps up and runs off screen. EP: What’s he doin? KB just shrugs… KB: Who knows with that fella. After a few moments, the screen goes fuzzy as some sort of Channel 6 news plays. When it comes back on Cage sits beside EP and KB. Cage: Good Evening folks. This is Cage Stryker… KB and EP just stare at Cage a moment before finally getting the hint. EP: And I’m El Pablo. KB: And I’m Krimzon Blaze. CS: And this is Channel 6 news at 11...Colorado Springs.” EP: Our top story of the night ‘The Nude Guys…Fact Or Fiction.” KB: Ick, hopefully fiction. CS: Alright…this is a special edition of the "Who's the F**king Boss Testing the E.T.V After Hours with a Backstage Pass to the Kode of Silence Korner watching Mike King's Big Time News" Show! Brought to you in HIGH DEFINITON!!…and it’s my pleasure to bring to you some current events and the CzW news tonight. EP: SS is just around the corner…and tensions are getting high. KB: Competition is getting heated. CS: That is all later tonight. We will also have sports with KB…I hear the Rockies are doin pretty good. We will have current Events from our very own, EP. Weather with Ollie Williams. KB & EP: Who’s Ollie? CS: Take it away Ollie. OW: IT’S GONNA RAIN!! CS: Thank you Ollie. Don’t you all agree that was a very informative weather cast? KB and EP just kind of nod. CS: Tonight’s top story however is Overdrive 6...21...09. 6 men…one goal…who will have the most momentum walking into Summer Showdown, only one week away. We have team El Fuego with X-Champion Cage Stryker on one side…then we have team TNG with Intercontinental Champion Justin Marsham on the other side. For several weeks, these six men have been ripping one another apart…Summer Showdown could be the show to end it all. But that’s still hard to say. Now, as everyone knows, I actually have to defend my title at Summer Showdown against KB and Mike Monroe…but this week, I’m teamed with KB. Most people would get all worried and shit…KB is gonna turn on me…and all that jazz…but not me…I don’t fear that at all. XTC are one of the few groups I can honestly trust here in the CZW. We’ve had one another’s backs no matter what. So no, I’m not concerned about KB delivering his Kode of Silence to me during that match…this week, we’re partners…next week we’re opponents. I’ll worry bout the Kode then. However, the unstable element of Tim Timmons is involved in this match. This is the man who has put me through more hell than Dante’s Inferno since he locked onto me. I’ve not been able to spend a waking hour without looking over my shoulder expecting him to strike me from behind. Am I scared…no…I’m just frickin tired of being knocked out from behind. So here it is…Tim and I meet in the ring…yet again. The heroes versus the villains. I hear it all the time on the news and on the talk shows. Where are all the heroes? Where are all of the role models? Where are the people for our sons and daughters to look up to? Where are the people that the rest of the world can strive to be like? The answer is as plain as day, we’ve turned them all into villains. You see, whenever someone reaches for more, achieves something greater or does something beyond the reach of the normal person, society no longer looks on with starry eyes, but rather, with envy and greed. Instead of figuring out how we can be like them or emulate their success, we look at them, like watching a daredevil on a tightrope, just waiting for them to fall. This is why we stick our noses in every facet of our heroes lives, why we scrutinize their every move and why we splash their faults and mistakes across the front page of every paper in the nation. We have no interest in their success, only in their downfall because it is so much more entertaining and so much more satisfying. After all, why should we strive for success when we can make the successful one of us into one of the poor, the miserable, the lonely? Why should anyone be special or great when the rest of us can’t? In a society that breeds conformity it’s only natural that we’d struggle so hard against any form of excellence. It should come as no shock that we turn our backs on those that set the very trends we follow and that, like a bloodthirsty mob, we devour those that should be giving us cause to dream. But equally disturbing as our society of chained eagles is our menagerie of winged snakes. Indeed, I’ve watched many times as society has worshipped its own slime. From making serial killers icons to envying wealthy crime leaders, we take the very people who cause us to live in fear and give them the status of royalty, complete with titles, wealth and unbelievable recognition. We worship these villains, we study them, analyze them and follow them. Since they are so destructive, their success is easier for us to deal with. Since they got there by means available to us, just by going down paths we choose not to follow, we find their success a bit more enjoyable. We see ourselves as better than these people. We call them amoral, deranged, deviant or disturbing. But, at the same time, we deify them, make them holy figures in our pop culture and we never focus on their blemishes or embarrassments like we do with our supposed heroes. Is it at all shocking that we’re a society without heroes? That, outside of our everyday heroes we tip our hats to, that we have no one to learn from or look up to. With such an inversion of excellence and such a skewed view of achievement, is it any wonder why we live in fear and why no one rides to the rescue? No it is not a mystery. Those that were heroes have long since fallen and those that would rise are too scared, not because of the injustices they seek to fight, but because of the people they want to fight for. Simply put heroes and villains can only exist in a society that lets them exist. For that to take place, differences must be tolerated, excellence must be appreciated and human flaws must be accepted. Because, in the end, the fundamental thing about heroes, and villains for that matter, is that they are human. To paint them with a broad brush is to ignore their intricacies and doom them to failure. No one can live up to perfection and the quicker we appreciate that, the quicker we can return to having heroes and role models once again. And the quicker that happens, the quicker we can find some sense of direction in this darkened sea we call life. I like to think of myself as excellence…a role model. I brought that gold shining light of hope back to the CzW world. I gave the fans something to look forward too…someone to look up too. I’ve never claimed to be the best…only better than most. And XTC…they decided to break the glass ceiling and let the heroes re-emerge. I’ve had nearly a week to think about it…and yes…I was pissed at first…I would have sworn on the Holy Bible that I was going to hurt every one of you bastards who kept attackin me from behind.. The more I thought about it however…the more I changed my mind. I’m not gonna tell you anymore. Tim…you’ve been black balled yet again from a Championship, but because I know you’re not gonna leave me alone…I chose to involve you in this tag match. You and Mike sure did a number on me at Pandemonium. You were the better that day. You earned this match up. And you did what any red blooded American would do in a case like that. You took advantage of an opportunity…which in this country is far and few between. When opportunity knocks…open the door is the old cliché. You did just that. Congratulations. You may have lost, but you did get the final laugh. There is no argument to that. Now…you face me in another match of my design which in truth…was a brilliant idea. I figured this would be a fitting match to end this war between us. Perhaps I’m right…or perhaps not. Now…you did get the final HA HA…hands down…but now…now you face me again… This time I have much more than a petty undefeated streak on the line. What makes me who I am is on the line…and my very reputation. I go all out every time I step in that ring. And Sunday will be no different. I have been forced to deal a deadly hand. You laugh, but the fact of the matter is still known by me…you didn’t do it alone. Now, I will fight ten times my best…to prove a point. That point being that I am MR HIGH DEFINITION X CHAMP CAGE STRYKER!! I will have to make up for that mockery of my career in full force. I want you to sit back and relax with your TNG boys. And I want you to revel in the fact that you did indeed finally get the better of the toughest competitor you have had the opportunity to step into the ring with. I want you to relish in that fact that you are indeed the first man to earn a shot at the X-Title match without doing anything…but come Overdrive…it’s you and your posse vs. XTC and their posse. Tim, I’ve grown tired of all these battles we’ve had. However, SS…why not put a little bit of a push leading into the PPV. Thus I requested this six man. EP has issues with Justin…XTC has issues with TNG…Cage has issues with Tim…see where I was going with that. Competition; healthy competition is said to breed the best of the competitors, said to bring out everything each man has to offer. But when the competition becomes something more…when it evolves, when it changes from a competition to true obsession, a new level must be reached. Some hold that this level is something lower than what competition should inspire; some believe that obsession shows the mettle of a man, it is simply a matter of finding the right obsession… An obsession…there is no better word for what brings me into Overdrive. It has become an obsession, a driving need to prove myself, a need to secure something that I have not held in years: pride…respect. It is no longer about who I have to face…it is no longer about the men, the match…No, quite simply, I enter Overdrive not to simply defeat TNG and Marsham, to take that team and finish them…this is no longer that simple. This has become a war… I look back upon my time in CZW and realize that I‘ve faced many tough competitors…but none have been so hell bent on destroying me as you have Tim…and your Next Generation.. Only the other of us has succeeded as totally…dominated as powerfully as the other. The true separation between us being that strap of leather and gold that I carry around my waist. That which many believes makes one the greatest wrestler in a company: the company’s. There is no denying TNG’s dominance. As much as I despise them…as much as I hate everything they stand for, there is no denying that this team will not back down…no matter how much stronger their opponents are…no matter how much more talented. They find ways to succeed where most would find failure. They find ways of surpassing the masses where most would be swallowed. But they refuses to realize that there is another team in this place who can do just that, as well as they. And two of the members of that team stands behind me right now.” Cage pauses for a moment, rising from his knees but not moving from his spot. Simply standing in the glow of the moonlight, that outline now surrounding the entirety of the form of the X-Champion as KB and EP just look on. CS: I look back upon my time in CZW and realize that true dominance can be shown by defeating the very best in the business. I look back upon my time here and realize that only one man has truly defeated the very best…and that man is not Tim. That man is not Jesse Montana. That man is none other than the High Definition himself, Cage Stryker. I’ve been through hell and back…I’ve suffered much…but every time I always pulls myself together…and dive straight into the fray. Two months ago…Tim wanted to put his name back on the map. But his return was not as welcome as he perhaps wished it to be…his return was met by none other than myself. And his return was met with something Tim has tasted relatively quite in his career…defeat. I can see it burning a hole within him. He has not yet redeemed that loss. He can attempt to convince himself, he can believe all he wants that the Greenhouse match and Barbed Wire match at Pandemonium made him prove something, but deep within his mind, deep within his gut, Tim knows that the only way he can truly redeem his failure is to return the favor…to pin Cage Stryker 1, 2, 3. A feat which has not occurred since March 14th. Almost four months have passed since I was convincingly defeated. Four months have passed since my shoulders were on the mat for a three count. Four months have passed, and Tim, whether he will admit it or not, will question whether it can truly happen. Whether Cage Stryker will give in; whether the High Definition can be cancelled? Then throw Rob and Justin into the mix…Tim must think he‘s invincible.” For a moment, the entire scene is still, silent…for that moment, even the unrelenting High Definition seems at peace. But the moment lasts only that…a moment, and Cage peels the hood back away from his face, looking up into the window. Cage: I am quite certain Tim will hear this and be convinced that his tainted victory over me at Team Warfare, the fluke with all the assaults him and TNG have administered upon me…somehow rectify his pinfall defeat, somehow prove his dominance over Cage Stryker. The morons on the internet certainly seem to believe as much. I have heard it all week, Cage with XTC can’t beat the team of Next Generation and Justin. Justin Marsham is the greatest wrestler in history. It’s been repeated until my eardrums bleed, until my heart burns with an anger I’ve not felt for a long time. Generation…your jokes, your pranks, your false belief that you are somehow above everything…whether you realize it or not, you’ve done something fatal. You’ve done something that, quite frankly, I would not wish on my worst enemy. You’ve awakened the beast, Tim. You’ve aroused the fury burning within me. You’ve stoked the fire of competition until it became something more than competition. Clutch, tightly, to that team you call yours, Tim. Hold them close, realize what it means to you and what it might mean for it to be taken from you. Realize what it represents in your life. Your sense of pride, your sense of egocentricity. Your belief that you are, truly, better than the rest of us. Realize that everything you believe, everything you speak of, every thought that goes through your mind is because you know how to attack people from behind. And realize what, exactly, it is going to take to keep this man down…when a beast the likes of which you’ve yet to match gets locked in six man competition and is told to fight. Realize, …that this obsession…MY obsession…is not just your silence…my obsession is not just teaming with the greats of XTC…No…my obsession is something much deeper than that…realize, Tim…that my obsession is the utter destruction of you, your ways, your career…everything that it is you represent will come crashing to the ground.” Cage finally turns to truly face the camera, a stone cold look in his eyes. His hands remain tucked into his pockets for now, but an icy stare looks directly into the camera lens, the stoic face of the X Champion focused solely in the scene. Cage: Inevitably, war results in casualties…inevitably, conflict results in defeat for one party. And that defeat comes through the aggression, the tactics of the other party…It is said that aggression is key in our business…it is said that the willingness to act upon your most evil thoughts, your most sadistic hopes, is a necessity…This Sunday, that theory is put to the test…this Sunday, 6 men willing to put everything they have on the line will find themselves inside that ring, locked within reach of one another…I understand it’s a six man tag, but trust me…I know who you’ll be gunnin for Tim… Competition; normally, a healthy competition between two people will yield the best of both men. However, when the competition is taken to a level it has not reached before, it takes something special to be recognized; something not often used. At times, it takes the most drastic of measures a man can resort to…and when the competition has reached this point…it becomes something more; it evolves; it becomes obsession, a most unhealthy level of the thing that inspires evolution.” Cage finally seems to return to normal as KB and EP seem dumbstruck. Cage: Back to you guys. El Pablo, you seem to have Marsham on your plate. Cage turns to EP, who - along with KB - is just sat, open-mouthed, in awe of what has just transpired. Cage: Uh.. Pablo? Hellooo? Cage snaps his fingers, finally bringing EP out of his quasi-trance. EL PABLO: Oh! Heh.. sorry about that. Hot damn, that was some deep stuff! We usually just crack a few jokes about farmyard animals, plug some merchandise, and throw in a few in-jokes about people like Lion Blackbird.. BLAZE: Leo Crow. EL PABLO: Exactly. Cage: Well.. you CAN get this "HD Ready" Cage Stryker t-shirt for $29.99 from CZWShop.com. EL PABLO: Fantastic! And now on to our esteemed Intercontinental Champion, Mr Justin Marsham. Now Justin, I feel as if I owe you.. a bit of an explanation for what's been going on these past couple of weeks. You seem a little bit.. annoyed.. "PAR-annoyed", if you will, about my interruption of your "teaching" of my XTC compadre, Mike Monroe two weeks ago. Well Justin.. It's called friendship. Obviously you won't understand this concept, being all arrogant and egotistical and whatnot, but I shall elaborate for your benefit. See, you and Mike, you had yourselves a good match, that was all fine and dandy. But then, when it was over.. after you'd picked up your victory and - for my money - suitably proved your point.. you decided to take it to the next level, and try and hurt Mike Monroe. Not for a belt, not for any sort of competitive victory.. just to boost your own ego and sense of domination and supremacy. Well.. I was hardly gonna sit back and let that happen, was I? See Justin, unlike you, we in Team XTC care about other people besides ourselves. Oh sure, you have your "ASS-ociate", Solomon Black.. cheap shot I know, but someone had to say it.. but I seriously doubt the feelings you too have for one another stretch beyond the amount of money you and him can make one another. Would he have your back if something "unfortunate" were to happen to you? Would you have his? Not for my money. Now with Team XTC, while each of us may be unique and individual in our own way, we understand that we're all part of the same one whole entity. If you attack one of us, you attack ALL of us. So when you locked in that Executioner's Song on Mike two weeks ago, it wasn't just his back you were wrenching.. it was Team XTC's. Honestly, I had no interest at the time in making a statement or a challenge regarding your Intercontinental Title. No, my sole purpose in coming out there was to stop you laying an unjustified beatdown on one of my friends. BUT.. the more I thought about it.. the more I realised that perhaps going for your Intercontinental Title wouldn't be such a bad idea after all. I mean, it's been a good 6 months since I held any sort of CZW gold.. and for a man that spent about 9 months of last year as a champion.. that's a long old time. Plus, for all my endeavours and achievements in this company.. I've never received a shot at the Intercontinental Title. Not one. Even Brian Kirkland's had one - no offence, buddy! So, I ventured into the demonic cesspit that is Jesse Montana's office.. and pitched him an idea. Summer Showdown.. CZW Pay-Per-View.. "The Epitome of Technical Fitness".. versus the man who set the benchmark for hardcore wrestling in the CZW.. "The Five Star Superstar". Heh.. oddly enough, Jesse seemed rather keen on the idea! I could literally see the dollar signs popping up on the back of his retinas! So, here we are, a week or so away from what should promise to be.. yep, you guessed it.. a Five Star Slobberknocker! El Pablo vs Justin Marsham, Intercontinental Championship on the line! Before that, though, we have this week's 6-man tag match, as requested by my good friend Cage Stryker here. Cage: Hi. EL PABLO: Now, you and I both know that there's no possible way that a match like this could prepare us for any of the potential stipulations we could be competing under come Summer Showdown. But what this match CAN do is give us the opportunity to get a little one-upsmanship on each other, the chance to get a little bit of momentum and bragging rights down before the real shit hits the eco-friendly wind turbine. Now, it occurs to me that you're not "scared" or "threatened" by any sort of challenge I may be able to muster. Well, you know what? That suits me just fine. You're not the first to completely underestimate me, and I daresay you won't be the last. BUT, you also won't be the last to have that same underestimation superkicked emphatically down your throat. Matt Stylez, Maynard O'Toole.. hell, even your new Best-Friends-Forever Jesse Montana.. all have strolled into battle thinking they can squash me like.. well, a mouse.. and ALL of them have ended up paying for it. So Justin, you can swan around all you want talking about "teaching me a lesson" and how little of a threat I pose, I really don't care. Because when it comes down to it, you'll just find yourself becoming yet another victim.. ..of an ego-denting.. Illusion-shattering.. Precious little title-taking.. EL.. PABLO.. EXPERIENCE. ... Here's KB! EP points dramatically in the direction of "The Aerial Specialist", who shuffles his papers briefly before lifting his head to look at the camera. BLAZE: Thanks EP! Who's left? Rob? EP and Cage nod. BLAZE: Ah yes. Well Rob.. last week you felt the bitter sting of defeat at the hands of Team XTC, and honestly? I can't see this week being any different. Sure, you may have the reigning Intercontinental Champion in your corner, but if you ask me, you and Tim are looking pretty far from a team right about now. In fact, it seems Tim's throwing his weight around - as always - trying to play the big bad leader.. and you're cowering in the corner like a little bitch, flinching at every stinking piece of shit he tosses in your direction. For God's sake, Rob, grow a set of balls and stand up for yourself once in a while! This thing you've got going on at the moment? That isn't a team. That's a bully trying to make himself feel better by shitting on everyone else, even those closest to him. Hey, I've been there myself! EL PABLO: The Hardcore Felons! ROARRRRRZ!!! KB lets out a sigh. BLAZE: Listen to me Rob. I know I said this last week, but maybe this time it'll get through. Do yourself a favour. DON'T come out to the ring for this match. Stay in the back, and let Team XTC - and Cage Stryker, of course - give Tim Timmons the almighty beatdown that you KNOW he deserves. Now.. if there is no other business.. Cage: Ollie? OW: BRING ME SOME SOUP! EL PABLO: You get your own! F**king primadonna.. BLAZE: Justin Marsham, Tim Timmons, Rob Wright.. Cage: The Kode of Silence.. EL PABLO: HAS CHOSEN YOUUUUUUUUUU!!! The same jazzy jingle from before reasserts itself, as the credits begin to roll. The three wrestlers indulge in idle conversation amongst themselves, whilst giving the occassional salute or wave to the crowd, until the screen fades to black, displaying only the CZW and XTC logos. The music fades, and the scene suddenly cuts back to the studio. Cage: You know, with all that Family Guy referencing, I can't help but think we missed something out.. EL PABLO: What do you mean? Cage: I dunno.. I just think it needed a little.. oh, what's the word? KB suddenly leaps up onto the desk, and inhales deeply.. as the screen fades to black. |
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