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Feb 19, 13 at 10:56am ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
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Rolling Black Out (Rolling DDT Guillotine) | Death by Judo (Tazplex)
The show comes back from a commercial break and are immediately greeted by Michael Cole, Taz and Booker T at ringside.
Cole: Welcome back to Warzone ladies and gentlemen. We would like you to take this opportunity to download the TCW app. You will be able to use this app to interact with our show each week.
Taz: Just go to your market place that you download apps from and type into the search bar TCW. It will be the first app that shows up and it will have our logo with the word official under it. Just click on that and download and install.
Booker T: Each week you will be able to interact with the show and sometimes be able to pick what matches happen, or what stipulations will be involved and all kinds of things.
IF YA SMELLLLLLL….
The crowd goes nuts clamoring for The Rock. The cheers are so loud that the announcers are having a hard time hearing themselves.
Booker T: Aw man, things are about to pick up dawg.
Cole: This wasn’t expected, but a visit from the Rock is always exciting.
A few moments go by and The Rock doesn’t appear. The fans have quieted down a bit and the commentators seem confused by the situation.
Taz: Well maybe he’s not coming.
Cole: There must have been some technical difficulties making his music play.
The music doesn’t stop yet, but out from behind the curtain comes a smiling fool by the name of Santino Marella. Santino is wearing a decent suit, sunglasses, and carrying a microphone. The man stands at the top of the stage and just stares out at the sea of fans in the building.
Cole: Oh what a jerk.
Booker T: I don’t think these fans are too happy with the Italian one tonight man.
The fans are indeed not very happy with Santino as the boos and some trash are thrown in the direction of Santino. Mere moments ago the roof was about to explode with excitement and now it was about to crumble down with detest. Santino however is eating it up and loving every second of it. The music has stopped now and Santino has pulled the microphone up to his mouth, still smiling at the misfortune of the fans.
Santino: You people are so gullible I just couldn’t help myself. Did you people really think that The Rock was going to come out here and talk to you? The Rock has better things to do than come out here and look at the unwashed masses of this disgusting state.
The quick jab at the state generates enough heat to keep Antarctica warm for an entire year. Santino however just laughs at the situation and really couldn’t care less about how the fans perceived him.
Santino: You see The Rock claims that he is the peoples champion and that he’s the greatest and that he’s just like all of you people here tonight and he’s right about one of those. He’s just like all of you. He is a washed up piece of trash that needs to realize that he’s not welcome here. Tonight I am going to step into that ring with The Rock and give him the beating of a lifetime and I am going to help him realize that he doesn’t belong in this world anymore. I am going to break him, his spirit and his will to continue and send him back to Hollywood.
The fans continue to boo Santino, but again Santino doesn’t care.
Santino: You think The Rock cares about any of you? How many of you think The Rock cares about his fans?
The crowd explodes with a short cheer to signify that they are all in agreement that The Rock cares about them. Santino doesn’t agree however and takes his sunglasses off to look at the fans better.
Santino: The Rock doesn’t give a damn about you people. You think that while he is in Hollywood filming his movies and making millions of dollars that he is thinking about you people and caring about you people? The answer is no you morons! The Rock doesn’t give a damn about you, he doesn’t give a damn about TCW and he doesn’t give a damn about wrestling in general. The Rock only cares about two things in this world, money and The Rock.
The fans are booing Santino again, which seems to irritate him slightly and goes on to try and prove that The Rock is nothing more than a piece of trash.
Santino: Oh you don’t believe? Why the hell do you think The Rock talks in the third person? Why does he refer to himself as ‘The Great One’? I’ll tell you why, it’s because he’s a self centered, ego-maniacal, jackass who only cares about himself. The Rock doesn’t care about you people in the slightest. He comes in and steals the spotlight from up and coming stars in this business only to be gone in a few months because his movie career is more important than ‘his’ fans. You people need to wake up and realize that it’s guys like me, Brian Kendrick, Heath Slater and Roman Reigns who are the work horses of this industry and deserve the spot that The Rock has.
Cole: Sounds like someone is jealous to me.
Santino: Tonight I am going to unleash an entire locker rooms worth of frustrations out on The Rock. I am going to get him in the middle of that ring and beat him within an inch of his life and when the time is right I am going to make him tap out or pass out. I will force The Rock to give up on this match, give up on TCW and give up on his fans. Beat me if you can Rock….Survive if I let you.
Santino drops the microphone and puts his shades back on before turning away from the fans and walking back through the curtain and into the back.
Cole: Taz that’s the second week in a row that he’s used your old tagline. How do you feel about that.
Taz: I don’t like it Cole. He doesn’t have my permission to use it and he’s nowhere near the caliber of a wrestler or Judo competitor that I was.
The cameras then fade to black into the next segment.
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Feb 19, 13 at 11:41am ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
The crowd erupts, as The Nature Boy makes his entrance! The General Manager of Total Championship Wrestling steps into the lights, into the adoration, and he lives it all again. Every memory he’s had from atop the wrestling entrance ramp enlightens him, and for a second, he forgets all about his age. He pulls his cane from the floor, holding it in his hand and making it more of an accessory than a necessity, and he does his signature strut, following it up with a wholehearted, “Wooooo!” Grown men in the crowd bow for the legend, as he continues down the ramp with his cane, Lillian Garcia announces his arrival.
Flair soaked in even more adoration, as he climbed the stairs to the ring. Lillian Garcia was quick to open the ropes for Ric Flair as he climbed into the ring. He thanked her with a kiss on the cheek, and took the microphone, before helping her between the ropes herself. The Nature Boy stared longingly at her rear area as she climbed from the ring, in true Nature Boy fashion. He “Wooo!”’d again, before walking to the center of the ring, microphone in hand.
As if on cue, as if Ric Flair was asking for it:
Cody Rhodes steps onto the top of the stage, looking down at Ric Flair. After a short stare-down, Rhodes begins to slowly trudge down to the ring, a smile on his face. Rhodes had Flair all alone in the ring. The last time these two were alone, Ric Flair was put in the hospital! Rhodes walked around ringside, still locking eyes with Flair, but he instead walked to Lillian Garcia, asking for a microphone. When he got one, he immediately put it to his lips.
After the rude comment to Lillian that garnered a loud negative reaction from the crowd in attendance. Rhodes smiled, as in his mind, their hatred stemmed from their inner self-hate, and Rhodes adored the existence of that hatred. It made these ugly dogs so much easier to play. Rhodes stepped into the ring now, and stepped intimidatingly towards Ric Flair. The Nature Boy didn’t flinch.
And you didn’t book Antonio Cesaro? The Swiss Sensation? The future champion of Total Championship Wrestling! You make him rely on a vote from these disgusting inbreds in the crowd tonight!”
The crowd wants no part of Rhodes’ opinion. Even with that microphone, the crowd is still heard loud over him with their loud disorderly disdain.
Rhodes stands silently glaring at Flair. He takes a step nearer to Flair, fists clenched, but decides better of physical contact and heads out of the ring and up the ramp while Flair “Wooo!”’s after him.
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Feb 19, 13 at 12:07pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
The following is a CO-RP by ADA and The Voiceless
Cody Rhodes had the match card taped to his mirror with a short piece of Scotch tape. Cody Rhodes’ reflection entered the frame of the mirror, flashing his dashing smile. Very theatrical, young Cody was, as he eyed the camera, addressing the audience, before gazing up at the match card.
Cody Rhodes vs. Heath Slater
Cody Rhodes let out a chuckle, before starting to speak to his own reflection. When he spoke, his words were careful and drawn out.
Cody Rhodes: “There’s a reason that gingers like Heath Slater never reach fame or fortune. There’s a reason that they never surpass the greatness of any other variation of this race. That’s because they’re downright hideous. Their freckled skin is an eyesore. Their bright red hair is gaudy. They bring nothing to this world, besides a fill in a gap of wasted space. They don’t get to the top of any business because no one wants to see them there. And that, Mr. One Man Band, is where your fault is in comparison to Dashing Cody Rhodes lies. You see, you’re going to want to stay out of the way of Cody Rhodes. Keep meddling in the affairs of The Rock, though, you two mesh together quite well, in fact. You’re an ugly ginger and he’s an ugly old Samoan - who quite frankly needs to lace up the boots. You’re not a rock star, Heath. You’re not a star at all. Cody Rhodes is a star, and Cody Rhodes will put you in your place.”
Rhodes’ face had grown contorted with anger delivering his last few lines. A voice behind him startled him though, and he spun to meet the Swiss Sensation, Antonio Cesaro…
Antonio Cesaro: "Listen to you; listen to the rubbish that is coming out of your mouth. You win one match and you think you are better than everyone…better than Antonio Cesaro. Silly American. The only reason anyone pays any attention to you is because of my actions last week. You teamed with the great Antonio Cesaro and I made you a star in one short match. You owe everything to me."
Antonio Cesaro lets out a small chuckle as he inspected Cody Rhodes carefully with his eyes. Looking him up and down as he then just shook his head in disappointment.
Antonio Cesaro: "I eliminated two men last week and I am left off the show. How does that make sense? I eliminated two men easily and I get ignored and yet you of all people get booked in a match. Once again Cody you are stealing the spotlight of Antonio Cesaro and if you knew what was good for your health you would apologize to me for being in my match tonight."
Cody Rhodes actually look flustered and nervous as he was berated by Cesaro. He ran his hand back through his short, neatly trimmed hair, before speaking to Cesaro.
Cody Rhodes: "Look, Antonio, I'm just as upset as you are that you're not booked here tonight! Understand, it had nothing to do with me. I have great respect for both you and your lovely Aksana. You two are a beautiful shining light in the damp disgusting cave that is TCW. Besides, that bastard Flair booked the show tonight! Anyhow, you still have the perfect opportunity to be booked, my friend! The Main Event is viewers choice! And surely, you'll be voted into the Number One Contender's match!"
Rhodes looked Cesaro over once more, staring for quite a long time to a point where the situation got uncomfortable. Cesaro went to speak, but Rhodes cut him off.
Cody Rhodes: "Listen. I'm backing you in tonight's match. I'll lobby for these ingrates to vote for you. Not like they have another choice, right? You'll get your match, and then you can take the title that you deserve. On the other hand, I'm going to dispose of that loud obnoxious Ginger tonight. And I'll do it for you and Aksana."
With that, Rhodes turned back to marvel at himself in the mirror.
Antonio Cesaro: "Just remember Cody, don’t make promise you cannot keep. I will give you this one and only chance. I normally don’t give chances to Americans, but there is something about you…you have promise. Make sure that you speak to these people, get them to vote for me, I shall not lower my standards to speak to them, not when I have you to do it for me."
With those insulting words Antonio Cesaro would push past Cody Rhodes, he stops for several seconds and places his hand on his shoulder, giving him a tight squeeze to remind him that failure to live up to promises will be meet with unforgiving force. After Cesaro leaves, Rhodes face breaks into a smile as he stares at himself in the mirror. He puts his own hand to where Cesaro's hand had been, and lets out small sinister chuckle.
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Feb 19, 13 at 1:26pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
The One Man Band
The atmosphere is incredible. The fans are cheering at the top of their voices, delighted to be at Warzone. Each and every one of them is on their feet. Everyone in the area is elated. Everyone... except for Heath Slater. The one man southern rock band is in his locker room sulking. He turns to look at the camera and he addresses the show's many viewers.
Slater opens his mouth to speak, then puases and closes his. He spends an innordinately long period of time silently thinking. He is trying to think of what to say about his opponent for tonight, who is certainly not an average, run-of-the-mill superstar.
With a complete lack of tact, Slater bursts into laughter at his own joke. In fact, he spends such a long time laughing that nobody is under the impression that his laughter is actually genuine. The fans simply wait for his to finish, knowing that trying to understand how Heath Slater's mind works is a lost cause. Eventually, Slater calms down and looks at the camera once again. It is strange how in just a split second, his facial expression changes from one of amusement to a serious one, or as serious as Slater has ever been able to manage.
Slater looks down at the ground, not sure if he should have included those last few sentences in his speech. However, it is too late to change his mind now. He shakes his head before continuing to speak.
Slater exits the room, leaving the camera still in place. After a brief pause, the screen fades and the show rolls on.
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Feb 19, 13 at 2:05pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
- Parental Discretion Is Advised -
"The Agent of Chaos"
Current Events: Made his return to TCW by interfering in Warzone's main event last week and brutally assaulting World Champion Brian Kendrick in the process.
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The camera's pull away from Santino Marella talking about The Rock to show a replay of earlier in the evening when Drew McIntrye viciously attacked Josh Matthews. The audiences are then taken to join the announce team at ringside, who all look appropriately horrified at the images even though it happened two days ago and Josh has since been seen interviewing Mr Kennedy, but for the intents and purposes of this roleplay which I started work on two days ago and can't be bothered to change the opening of, poor Josh is hopitilised and is situated on death's doorstep.
Cole: That was a vicious assault by Drew McIntyre earlier in this evening, folks.
Tazz: I understand Josh is a bit of a dweeb but he didn't deserve that.
Booker T: Yo I don't know what's happened Drew Mac but something in that boy snapped.
Cole: Well we're getting news that Josh has been since treated by the medical team and is in hospital recovering, and we wish him all - -
While the heartfelt sentiments of the commentary team are appreciated, they are subsided for now as the titantron whirls into life and Michael Cole is silenced. There appears to be some technical difficulties as the picture begins to shake and spin, showing some nondescript location that appears to be a parking lot, boiler room or somewhere equally desolate. The camera, seemingly a handheld one, still struggles to find clarity in it's picture, leaving everyone unsure as to what is going on and causes a "What in the world?" from Michael Cole. But then there is a click, a clatter, and then he appears. The man on everyone's lips since Warzone went off air last Tuesday night. Dean Ambrose. His hair, wet, or greasy, is fallen across his face and his eyes are peering carefully into the lens of the camera.
Ambrose: Hi, I'm Dean Ambrose. Do you..do you all remember me!?
Ambrose gives about as friendly a smile as he could generate. He licks his lips, looks at the ground, seemingly deep in thought and wonder, before simply laughing to himself.
Ambrose: I was worried you'd all forgotten. I was worried that nobody cared about me anymore. It's been a while, you see. It's been a while since...
A smirk formulates across the face of Ambrose as he delves into his memories and remembers his actions from the past.
Ambrose: Since I held Jeff Hardy's throat in my hands [Ambrose raises his free hand up to his face and squeezes it into a fist shape, re-enacting the horrific scenes from November] as I watched the energy, the power, the life, drain from his body.
Ambrose snaps back to reality, having seemingly been in some sort of fixation or trance as he recalled the incident, and then laughs having seemingly realised what was happening. Again he licks his lips and keeps walking with the handheld camera shaking due to his inability to stay still.
Ambrose: But that's all a thing of the past! I've forgotten all about Jeff Hardy and now I'm thinking about...I'm thinking about Brian Kendrick. I realised that Mr Hardy was just a small pawn in this game. And you see, you see...chess is a tactile game, it starts with the pawns, and there's the... [Ambrose looks up and to the right, then bites his lips and shuts his eyes shut as if thinking hard to remember what he was going to say] the knights and the bishops and other things, but you see, I don't have time for that. I decided, why wait around? I'm going for the king! And last week I smashed the king into little tiny pieces, but soon I'm going to take his crown.
Ambrose begins to laugh to himself but it is difficult to work out if he's laughing at at the idea of taking Kendrick's World Heavyweight Championship, or whether he is just amused recalling the events of assaulting him with a police baton last week. He pushes his hair out of his face to one side as he walks along.
Ambrose: What was it you said last week, Booker? That...that I'm crazy? Hahahaha...you have nooooo idea. But let me tell you that Michael Cole was correct when he said that I'm bad news for Brian Kendrick. I'm very bad news. This is...this is just the beginning. If people thought that what I did to Jeff Hardy was bad...if people thought what I did to Jeff Hardy was bad... hahaha... oh boy.
Ambrose bursts into a fit of terrifying hysterics and his hair falls back upon his face but he takes no notice of it. He stops himself with a cough and straightens himself up as he looks a little more serious now.
Ambrose: Now even though it's been a while since I graced the locker room with my face, since I stepped foot in the ring for action, it seems that no one in the back has missed me. [Ambrose gives a sarcastic shrug, implying he has no idea why he hasn't been subject to a warm welcome by his fellow superstars, when really everyone else knows it's because, in laymen's terms, he's a complete pyschopath.] Last week I headed backstage and Vince McMahon wasn't there to welcome me back, nobody gave me a high five, nobody even stopped to say 'Hey Dean, how ya been?'...can you believe that!? And when I arrived today I heard I didn't have a match, that no one wants to step within a mile of me nevermind in the ring with me! No Dean Ambrose tonight they tell me! But I couldn't let that slide, I had to let everyone know that last week was only the beginning. That there's more to come, but unfortunately my time is up and I have other, ahem, business, to attend to. So ladies and gentlemen, I bid you farewell...enjoy the show.
Ambrose lets out another manic laugh as the camera is switched off and the screen immediately switches to black, as everyone wonders just what exactly will Dean Ambrose's next course of action be? There isn't much time to think though, because just a few seconds after his goodbye he appears back on the screen in the same location, but looking more serious than he has thus far.
Ambrose: Oh, and Ryback? I don't want to be in the kitchen when the cooker explodes? I will stand in the fire and I will look you in the eyes. And I can't wait for that happen. Oh, and what was it? I'm not the 'main source of discontent in his mind', Paul? Ha...
Dean stops in his tracks and pauses, rubbing his tongue around his mouth and tasting his teeth, considering the statement made by Heymann earlier in the evening. He half chuckles and then shrugs his shoulders, and then gives a sinister stare to the camera. In a voice so dark, so deep, so threatening - unlike any of the eccentric words he has spoken up to now - Ambrose utters a final statement.
Ambrose: I will be.
And with that the camera is dropped to the ground and the picture shuts off, the sound of Ambrose's boots walking against the concrete floor echoing through the titantron. Cut.
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Feb 19, 13 at 4:31pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
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Taz: Earlier this week, the interim general manager of TCW, Ric Flair, allowed fans to choose what matches would take place tonight and who would be in them.
Booker T: That's right. And the competitors for tonight's main event for the number one contender spot will be determined by the fans at TCW.com.
Cole: And who knows? The fans could vote me in the main event match.
Booker T: I doubt anyone would vote you for anything Cole. Just sit back and watch this tag team match to kick off tonight's show.
Drew McIntyre and Austin Aries vs. John Cena and Daniel Bryan
Tag Team Match
Daniel Bryan defiantly shouts that he will be starting the match, which John Cena allows, while on the other side of the ring McIntyre and Aries argue who will be the first competitor. McIntyre pulls a quick one by poking the eye of his partner before heading into the ring. Bryan delivers a quick leg lariat on McIntyre as he stares back at his partner. He continues to stomp on McIntyre's limbs to prevent him from getting back up. Aries strikes Bryan in the back of the head to give his partner a chance to stand up. Bryan turns around and ducks the wild punch of McIntyre, then grabs him from behind for a sleeper hold. Drew shows signs of fading but quickly pushes Bryan off of him. Bryan tries a high kick but misses and McIntyre grabs him from behind. He lifts him up and hits a huge German Suplex. He then whips Bryan into the ropes and flips him onto his back as he rebounds. Aries wants a part of the action and forcibly tags himself in. McIntyre is displeased with this move so as Aries climbs into the ring he picks up Bryan and throws him into his own opponent. Both men hit the canvas as McIntyre climbs out. Aries is the first to climb to his feet and makes his way towards Bryan. He looks to attack the downed Bryan but The Submission Specialist goes for a small package! 1...2...kick! The fatigued Bryan can't steal one and looks towards his opponent, but Aries pulls him backwards. Aries picks him up and hits a sidewalk slam on Bryan. He struts around the ring for a while before delivering an elbow drop on the downed man. Cena desperately calls for the tag but to no avail. Looking to end it, Aries climbs the ring. He outstretches his arms before going for the 450º Splash! But Bryan manages to roll out of the way just in the nick of time. Both men are on the ground, looking to tag in their opponents. Crawling, both make the effort as McIntyre and Cena climb into the ring. Casually, Cena hits two shoulder blocks before lifting McIntyre up for a powerslam. With McIntyre on the ground, Cena calls for the 5 Knuckle Shuffle and hits it! He lifts McIntyre in position for the Attitude Adjustment, but Aries jumps in the ring and elbows Cena in the face. Bryan then joins the fray to defend his partner and hits Aries with a running crossbody! McIntyre recovers and works his way toward Bryan, but his punch is dodged and Bryan sends on to his knees. He repeatedly kicks McIntyre in the chest, the fans echoing "YES!" on every connection. After the last one Areis comes back with a dropkick on Bryan before turning around and receiving a huge lariat from Cena! Both illegal men roll out of the ring and Cena once again lifts McIntyre for the AA! And he hits it! Cover! 1...2...3! Cena wins it against the newest men on the roster. Both Cena and Bryan pick up much needed wins against their worthy opponents.
Booker T: Guess where those two guys just got placed.
Cole: In your fabled fav five, Booker?
Booker T: Exactly. Now let's see what the TCW fans chose for this fight.
The TCW.com Poll shows on the TitanTron for Roman Reigns vs. Rob Van Dam, and it shows that they are scheduled for a Special Referee match! And the choices and results are as follows:
Paul Heyman - 6%
Teddy Long - 22%
Diamond Dallas Page - 72%
DDP will be the special referee!
Roman Reigns vs. Rob Van Dam
Singles Match w/ Special Referee DDP
Rob Van Dam begins the match by taunting for the crowd, and they follow along – Rob! Van! Dam! Then, Van Dam looks to DDP, and they raise their arms together and did RVD's taunt together! The crowd is in a frenzy as they both pose to all four sides of the ring, arms thrusted towards the sky! But as soon as the bell rings, Reigns is on Van Dam! He drives a knee into the abdomen of Van Dam, before hitting him with a jaw shattering uppercut! The stunned Van Dam falls back onto the ropes, clutching his jaw, and Reigns is on him again! He pushes Van Dam back over the ropes, pushing his forearm into his throat, choking him while the special referee, DDP begins his four count! One-Two-Three-Four! Reigns finally lets RVD go, and he falls forward, to be caught by Reigns, who grabs him around the waist and hits a Gutwrench Suplex! Reigns jumps up and gets in DDP's face, yelling at him about counting so quickly for that five count. Reigns turns quickly, just as RVD barely rolls out of the ring as Reigns tries grabbing him from the ground again. Van Dam is recuperating on the outside, as Reigns follows, leaning between the ropes… And Van Dam hits a hard roundhouse kick to the skull of Reigns! Reigns topples out of the ring, falling hard to the arena floor. It’s now Van Dam’s chance, and he takes the time by getting into the ring to distance himself from Roman Reigns. Reigns doesn’t get up until just after the seven-count, and only gets into the ring by DDP's rather quick 9 count. Van Dam has learned his lesson, and is on Reigns now, hitting kick after kick to the mid-section of the behemoth! And a hard kick to the skull of Reigns takes him to the ground! Van Dam has Reigns where he wants him! He throws his arms into the air, thumbs up, and does his signature taunt! Rob! Van! Dam! He runs, and upon rebound, rolls into a somersault and hits a beautiful Rolling Thunder! And then he runs to the ropes and hits a split legged moonsault! But Reigns gets his knees extended, and Van Dam falls hard onto his knees! Reigns is up lightning quick, and has Van Dam in position for a powerbomb! He lifts him up to his shoulders and… No! Van Dam hits a hard punch to the head of Reigns! Another and another! Reigns stumbles back into the corner, and Van Dam hits a Monkey Flip! Reigns clutches his back, slowly getting back to his feet, as Van Dam climbs to the turnbuckle, what is he doing? But Reigns hides behind DDP, stalling Van Dam for the time being - And DDP hits a thumb in the eye of Reigns! It's RVD's chance! He leaps as Reigns holds his eye, looking to hit a diving sidekick! But Reigns breaks into a run, ducking under the kick and as Van Dam turns around he gets hit by a massive Spear! And Reigns makes the cover, One-Two-Three!
Reigns kicks RVD from the ring, and turns to DDP. He screams at the special referee to raise his hand, but DDP stands defiant. And he eats a fierce clothesline from Roman Reigns! DDP is in a heap on the ground, and Reigns picks him back up and sets him up for a powerbomb... and he drops him out of the ring! EMTs have to rush out to help the injured referee, as Reigns makes the climb back up to the entrance.
Cole: You know what we say. Every time someone steps inside that ring, they are putting their careers on the line.
Taz: There was no need for any of that. What Reigns just did in there was completely uncalled for.
Booker T: I have to agree with you Taz. Now let's see what kind of match won the most number of votes.
The poll for Rhodes V Slater pops up on the Tron:
Steel Cage - 36%
No DQ - 29%
Table - 35%
The fans have spoken! The match will take place in a Steel Cage!
Heath Slater vs. Cody Rhodes
Steel Cage Match
The One Man Band lined up across from “Dashing” Cody Rhodes, and looked extremely serious as the cage lowered. As Rhodes stormed across the ring, and went for a wild haymaker though, Slater ducked it and spun back to face Rhodes, a big goofy grin on his face playing air guitar! Rhodes went for a clothesline, but Slater ducked again, and this time, Rhodes turned into a stiff left hook. Slater followed it up by grabbing Rhodes under his arm, and twisting him quickly to hit a neckbreaker! Slater takes this opportunity to make a quick escape over the cage, but Rhodes catches him by the foot and pulls him back to the mat, before hitting a hard clothesline directly into the cage! Slater slumps down to his knees and Rhodes continues wailing fists into his skull! The referee can only watch and observe, as “Dashing” Cody Rhodes pushed his knee hard into the skull of Heath Slater! Rhodes finally decided to let up, and it proved fatal, as Slater pulled Rhodes by the trunks backwards hard into the steel cage, face first! The Dashing One was irate at having his face hit! He stormed after Slater, but was caught with a boot to the gut, and an elbow to the face! Rhodes fell back to the mat, clutching his face and screaming! Rhodes slowly gets to his feet, and he turns to see Slater trying to make the climb! He climbs up right next to Slater, who’s struggling to get over the top of the cage, and grabs him for a bulldog off the cage wall! Slater is down! Rhodes slowly rolls to his feet, and goes to escape out the cage door, but Slater stops him this time! Slater pulls him back in, hitting strong lefts and rights, and then Irish Whips Rhodes hard into the cage! Slater goes to climb the cage again, and Rhodes is having trouble getting to his feet! Just as Slater is about to get over the top, Rhodes grabs him by the tights and slowly pulls him back down onto the top rope! One final tug, and he pulls Slater clean off of the ropes, where he lands on his feet, and Rhodes takes a lightning-quick leap to the ropes and hits a massive Beautiful Disaster kick! Now, Rhodes takes the climb over the cage, and is out before Slater has a chance to get to his feet! Rhodes wins!
Taz: For once I agree with you.
Booker T: With a performance like that, I just might place both men in my fav five.
Taz: You go ahead and do that Booker. Next up is The Rock against a changed Santino Marella.
Cole: I wonder what kind of match the TCW fans voted for this time.
The results of the poll for The Rock's match with Santino Marella pops up on the Titantron.
No Disqualification - 63%
Submission - 17%
Tuxedo Match - 20%
The TCW fans have decided and they want to see both men give it their all in a No DQ Match.
The Rock vs. Santino Marella
No Disqualification Match
Before the match begins, Santino grabs a chair from underneath the ring. The bell sounds and he wildly swings the chair at The Rock. The veteran dodges it and delivers a string of rights to Santino's face and neck to send him down on the canvas. The Rock picks up the chair Santino dropped and wedges it onto Santino's right leg. The Rock goes for a leg drop onto the chair but Santino ducks under the ropes and crawls out of the ring. He manages to remove the chair from his leg and turns back to The Rock, who is in midair delivering a flying fist. Santino receives the entire force of the blow and falls back to the barricade. The Rock picks him up onto his right shoulder and drops Santino face first into the protective barricade. Santino reels back in pain as Rocky grabs him by his short hair and tights. He pulls his opponent away from the ring before turning around and throwing him into the corner post. Santino grabs his shoulder just for Rock to pick him up and do it again. The bruised man crawls on the floor to find his chair and picks it up. Rock comes at Santino again, but this time he connects with the chair. A few more times Santino hits his opponent with chair shots before The Rock escapes by crawling back into the ring. Santino follows him and tries again to hit him with the chair, but Rock dodges it, swings around him, and gives Santino a massive German suplex! When both men get up, Rock puts Santino into an abdominal-stretch hold. Santino manages to grab ahold of a rope but to no avail: it is a No Disqualification Match. Realizing his mistake, Santino scratches at the eyes of The Rock and manages to break free. Santino tries to lift his opponent up for a slam, but it is reversed and he becomes on the receiving end of a huge Spinebuster! On top of the chair no less! The Rock yells out to the crowd and positions himself for the People's Elbow. He makes it to the first set of ropes, but it's Heath Slater! Slater is in the ring and grabs ahold of The Rock. Paydirt! Now from behind Mr. Kennedy grabs Rocky for the Mic Check! Slater plays his air guitar while thrusting his crotch near Rock's head as Kennedy taunts him with his TCW Television Title. Both men then leave the ring and walk backstage, arm over each other's shoulder, as the massive crowd boos and shouts obscenities at them. Inside the ring, both men are down. Santino rises to his feet first and brings The Rock to his feet, only to grab ahold of him for his new finisher, Rolling Black Out! The Rock is forced to immediately tap out.
Cole: It was a no disqualification match. What Heath Slater and Mr. Kennedy did was completely legal.
Taz: Just because it was legal doesn't mean it was right.
Cole: Still, I think it was a smart move.
Booker T That's debatable. I don't know anyone who would want The Rock pissed off at them. But now, ladies and gentlemen, get ready to see who will be in the main event for a chance at the TCW World Heavyweight Title.
For the last time tonight the TCW.com Poll shows up on the Titantron. All of the wrestlers on the TCW roster appear, but the screen zooms in on the top five vote-getters.
Mr. Kennedy - 5%
Antonio Cesaro - 12%
Santino Marella - 20%
Ryback - 19%
Wade Barrett - 32%
Tonight's Main Event match-up will be between Santino Marella and Wade Barrett!
Santino Marella vs. Wade Barrett
After both men enter the ring and the bell sounds, Barrett quickly gains the upper hand by barraging Santino with punches. Marella falls and holds the ropes for dear life as Barrett continues his assault by now stomping all over Santino's body. The ref pulls him off, giving Santino the opportunity to dive at the back of Barrett's thigh, bringing him down to the ground. Santino, exhausted from his match earlier in the evening, looks to end this one now by placing Barrett in an armbar. However, Barrett has plenty of energy left and easily breaks out of the hold. Both men rise and Santino delivers a hard shoulder block to Barrett. He covers. 1..kick! Both men rise and lock up shoulders. Barrett seems to gain the advantage, but Santino positions his feet and then hits Barrett with a scissor sweep. Barrett falls hard on the back of his head and clutches his skull as Santino climbs the corner turnbuckle. Santino goes for the falling headbutt but Barrett quickly dodges it. Barrett attacks Santino legs by lifting them and stomping on his thighs. He then lifts Santino up onto his shoulders and slams him down. Barrett waits for Santino to get to his feet before whipping him into the ropes. As Santino comes back, Barrett picks him up for a vicious suplex. Now Barrett picks Santino up and whips him into the corner turnbuckle. Barrett runs in for a splash, but Santino dodges it and rolls to the side. As Barrett recovers and turns his back to Santino, the newly-turned heel shows off his knowledge of judo and puts Barrett into a Do-Jime chokehold. Barrett tries to make it to the ropes, but Santino overpowers him. Unable to reach one, Barrett elbows Santino in the kidneys multiple times to break the hold. Once again both men lock up shoulders. But hold on! Out of the crowd, a man jumps over the barricade. It is none other than Dean Ambrose! He slides under the ropes, pulls out a baton from his pants leg, and strikes both competitors in the head at the same time. The ref calls for the bell, ending the match in a no contest. Ambrose continues his assault by striking both men repeatedly with his weapon. The referee tries to bring some order, but Ambrose hits him once in the head to knock him out. Ambrose again goes to Santino and Marella when-
FEED! ME! MORE!
Ryback runs out from backstage, Paul Heyman following slowly, and jumps in the ring. He manages to knock the baton out of Ambrose's grip and strikes the intruder multiple times. Ambrose tries to roll out of the way, but Ryback picks him up onto his shoulders and looks to hit Shellshock. But then a familiar guitar riff hits and Kendrick runs out onto the floor. He tosses his title aside as Ambrose uses this distraction to elbow Ryback in the temple. Ryback drops Ambrose as Kendrick enters the ring. Kendrick punches Ambrose several times in the stomach before kicking him in the head. Ryback comes back into the scene now and saves Ambrose. The two men together attack the champion when another man slowly makes his way from the backstage entrance. It's...it's Kurt Angle! Kurt Angle has come to TCW! All three men stand stunned in the ring as Angle slowly climbs through the ropes, waiting to see what he will do. Angle looks over all three men before finally attacking Ryback. Kendrick uses this help to go on the attack against Ambrose. Santino and Barrett now climb back into the ring and start punching anyone they see. This match has turned into an all-out brawl.
Taz: It's every man for himself now.
Booker T: I hope someone breaks this up soon. Who knows what could happen if this continues.
Taz: And who knows what the interim GM Ric Flair will book next week in response.
Cole: And that will take place next week on TCW Warzone. That's it for our show tonight, folks. See you next week.
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Feb 22, 13 at 3:40pm ^Guess who?
You see, it's been a long time coming...
It was dark. Pitch dark in fact, with nothing to distinguish or draw interest from. One could've make the awkward assumption that plans, as they so often do, had gone awry and I was, potentially, staring at absolutely nothing that was relevant to the show at hand. I suppose, in a way, that could be more interesting than most things I'd see in professional wrestling these days. A few seconds passed and I'd finally lost interest but it was just at that dramatic moment when I'm about to change the channel that I heard him. A voice that sent me reeling back through the years to my child hood.
Suddenly that pitch black nothingness started to move and I realised that it had actually been a close up of a torso in a sleeveless black shirt. The camera repositioned itself just as he turned to face me; showing off the words 'I Will Not Die' emblazoned in bold white letters across his chest. The live audience cheered, and I found myself inching forward in my seat. Is it him?
He sounded passionate, excited, maybe even a little manic I thought, but he sounded like him. The crowd started to cheer louder as more followers started to piece together the puzzle. Their shouts intensified and I found myself wishing I'd had the gall to order myself a ticket to the show.
It had been a long few seconds since I'd answered the pieced together the clues, but as the camera started to pull itself from his shirt and move north towards his head I still found myself exhaling with awe. It was him, and he was still talking even as the crowd was getting louder and louder.
Silently I wondered if twitter was in anyway as excited as the screaming crowd. I'd even lifted my phone to check but before I could find the answer I heard Michael Cole and Booker T speak up.
'The hell is he doing on this show?'
I focused on Booker T's comment. Why is he here? Last I'd heard he'd gone bat shit crazy and got obsessed with posting Youtube suicide notes, but before I could put my brain to task on trying to crack the mystery Matt spoke up and my attention was arrested once more.
'Matt Hardy is here in the building? Booker did you hear that???'
'Calm the hell down Cole, damn!'
I ignored the disembodied voices of Cole and Booker T. I'll have to admit, I would've considered myself pretty shock proof yet even I raised an eyebrow at that last note. I looked past Matt and scrutinised the area over his shoulders. Cream walls, nothing of interest and nothing that would have suggested he was in the building but before I could look into it further Matt took a step closer to the me and his crooked mug filled the screen.
Head nodding, licking his lips and touting a dialogue tipped with enthusiasm; Matt looked years younger that night, staring out at me and the live audience in attendance. Yeah his hair was thinner, with a few noticeable grey scars marring his tied back hair, but I saw a new fire in those eyes. The same sort of devil may care stare that compelled mad men to jump when others said fall. Told you to burn when others began to fade. The kind of fire that even death wouldn't smother. I stopped analysing the same second he started talking again.
I racked my brain but failed to put a face to the name. Matt opened his arms as if he were preparing to embrace me and his voice dropped to a more intimate and threatening level.
I'd never seen Matt Hardy as anything more than a lovable card filler. A trier with an affable nature and the kind of reckless abandon required to throw yourself off a freaking ladder. Yet something about him now, years after his mixed success in WWE, made him a far more impressive figure than I had known before. Even the attending audience were appreciating it and I suppose Matt's latest hesitation was as much for their benefit as his own.
Matt opened his arms again, looking more challenging than he had done before, and stepped away from the camera. The room came back into focus and Matt dropped his arms before stepping out of sight. My attention dropped to my phone, resting in my hand, and the twitter page I had absent mindedly pulled up at some point during the last few minutes. Matt Hardy's return had already crossed over into a top trend and was generating tweets by the dozens. Three particular words were leaping out at me; the second coming.
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Feb 23, 13 at 12:24am ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
Cody Rhodes enters on scene, and those in attendance cringe. Rhodes had been the epitome of antagonism on their self-confidence since his first appearance, when he showed them their hero was worthless, and many times since, when he insulted them on a daily basis. Nonetheless, their hatred only further flared when they saw he was standing outside the locker room of one Antonio Cesaro. Cesaro they hated just as well, just as much. The fact that the two men seemed to be working in collaboration did nothing but upset the viewers. Cody Rhodes knocks on the door.
There is no answer, and Rhodes lets his eyes run over the hall, checking for any unwanted guests, before stepping into the locker room, shutting it behind him. The screen cuts to black.
After the break, we find ourselves in Cesaro’s locker room, evidenced by posters of himself and Switzerland’s flag. Cody Rhodes is still the sole inhabitant of the room. From the spot of the camera, we cannot see who Rhodes is speaking to, but he is entering into a monologue that he may have started before the camera was on him.
For years, I’ve been misunderstood on the concept of my relationship with people of beauty like the two of you. I’ve been called… a freak. I look at myself in the mirror a lot, and suddenly people call me vain. I simply like to look at beauty. That’s why I look at the two of you.
Let me tell you a story. When I was just a little boy, I wasn’t Dashing, I was just plain. And I envied those gifted with beauty more than anything. One day, I sat and stared at a magazine that was full of male models, admiring them, wishing I could look like them. And my father ripped the magazine right out of my hands, and he rolled it up, and he beat me and beat me with it! ‘No son of mine is a nancy! No son of mine is going to be raised a queer!’ That stereotypical hypocrite! Dusty Rhodes, the American Dream, where anyone and everyone can be who they want, but his son can’t admire beauty? Every day since, I despised my cursed father! I strive to be Dashing simply because he was a fat, intolerant slob!
You see? I don’t have any sexual attraction to men, or even women for that matter! I like to surround myself with beauty! That’s what I’m here for! That’s who I am! And my father? My father doesn’t accept me for that? These people don’t accept me? That’s why I do what I do! That’s why I hurt!”
Cody Rhodes was in tears, fighting back the urge to fly his fists forwards. He was letting everything out to Antonio and Aksana, who didn’t seem to be saying anything.
As Cody Rhodes finished his speech, he wiped the tears from his eyes. The camera began to slowly move about the room, adjusting itself so it could catch the response from Antonio and Aksana…
But they weren’t there. Rhodes was standing in front of Cesaro’s body-length mirror, staring at himself. Suddenly, he was overcome in a fit of rage! He swung his right fist forward with all his might, punching the glass! It shattered to the floor, and was soon painted by the crimson red of blood dripping from Cody’s hand. Most of the glass had shattered onto the floor, but what remained, whilst terribly damaged, still reflected Cody Rhodes’ face, as he stared into the shattered mirror. He ran his hand down his face, smearing blood across it. The blood ran down his face as he continued to stare, and it gave the illusion that his tear ducts were producing blood. Still, Rhodes twisted his bloodied face into a crazed smile and uttered a single word.
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Feb 23, 13 at 6:21am ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
Drew McIntyre vs. Antonio Cesaro
After being left of the card last week, Antonio Cesaro is looking to get back into the swing of things with a well-earned victory. The international sensation is backstage warming up for his upcoming match. Antonio Cesaro then turns his head around and notices the cameras on him. Antonio Cesaro then stops what he is doing and gives his full attention to the camera as he then speaks up and addresses the crowd for the first time tonight.
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Feb 25, 13 at 7:02am ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
Rolling Black Out (Rolling DDT Guillotine) | Death by Judo (Tazplex)
TCW fades in on Santino Marella sitting behind a desk with his hands clasped together in front of him on top of the desk. Santino wearing his stylish sunglasses and a nice button down shirt has an Alienware laptop with the screen facing the camera. Santino sits there not making a sound and with a stone look on his face for several moments before doing or saying anything.
Santino: Welcome to what was formerly known as Foreign Exchange and tonight I am going to talk about a severe injustice that occurred last week on Warzone. Last week I went out into the ring and did what I said I was going to do and I beat the people’s champion within an inch of his life and made him quit. Before I even got a second to catch my breath, not that I needed to, I had to get ready to take on Wade Barrett for the hundredth time this year in a number one contenders match for the World Heavyweight Championship. What happened during that match is just something that all of you have to see.
Santino turns slightly to look at the laptop and hits play on a video on the screen. The TCW cameras zoom in on the screen and eventually it takes over onto the screen showing what happened in the main event match from last week.
quoteThe camera’s fade out and go back to Santino who is now staring directly into the camera with his sunglasses off. Santino looks very irate at what he just saw and you can tell by the grip he has on his own hands causing his knuckles to turn white.
Santino: What happened last week was a travesty. Not only was I subjected to doing two matches, but just as I was about secure my victory and my spot as number one contender for the World Heavyweight Championship a degenerate comes out of nowhere and gets involved in my match. Dean Ambrose came in and attacked my opponent and myself like a coward coming from the crowd and costing me the match. The madness didn’t stop there though as the freak known as Ryback decided to get involved as well, and then Kurt Angle got involved and then the Champion himself decided to make an appearance. Now this week I am being forced to team up with Dean Ambrose and Ryback to take on Kurt Angle, Wade Barrett and the champion Brian Kendrick.
Santino releases the clinch on his hands and pounds his fists on the table before exclaiming his frustrations.
Santino: This is an injustice of the greatest measure. I should be preparing for a World Title Match and not carrying two slack jawed Neanderthals to victory and that is exactly what I am going to do tonight. I am going to carry my team to victory and pin the world champion and claim my rightful spot as the number one contender then move on to become World Heavyweight Champion!
Santino is so excited at the thought of beating the champ tonight and moving on to be the champion that he threw his hands out and knocked the laptop off of the desk to the floor. Santino plays it off like he meant to do that and then flips the table over and walks away out of view of the camera.
Santino: This show is over…
The show fades out to the next segment.
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Feb 25, 13 at 12:33pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
The crowd has been dissapointed so far with the lack of reason to cheer. But that is all going to change very soon. Suddenly, Daniel Bryan's theme song hits and the crowd gives off the loudest reaction of the night. Daniel Bryan walks down the ramp with a serious look on his face. The crowd now knows that this isn't going to be all fun and games. Daniel Bryan gets in the ring and sets in the middle of it. Daniel Bryan has a microphone in his hand.
Daniel Bryan: Alright then, lets get down to business. First off, last week was really special to me. I finally mamaged to pick up another win. That match will never leave my heart and I thank you all for that. Secondly, I wanted another match against Cody Rhodes and what do I get? A match with Cody Rhodes......a match. I received a handicap match against Cody Rhodes. WAIT, before you all cheer you might want to know my partner is Austin Aries.
The crowd boo loudly. They don't wantto see there favourite star team up with him, they would rather see him team with John Cena again. You can easily see that its also difficult for Daniel Bryan, being forced to team with the man he beat last week.
Daniel Bryan: I don't know why booking did that and I don't want to know why but I have to work with it. But it doesn't matter because I'm going to get one more shot at Cody Rhodes. I don't care if he wants to pour his heart out to a poster or a mirror. I don't care if he is going to kiss ass. I just want him to worrying about Ric Flair and face me without DISTRACTIONS! Cody, you wouldn't believe how much of me wants to beat your head in until it bleeds. I don't know why and I don't care but I do what I want to where these fans me to do it. And that place is Warzone. I'm going to put you on the mat.......and make you.....TAP.....OUT!
Daniel Bryan drops the microphone and starts to lead a YES! Chant.
Booker T: Strong words from my boy D-Bryan
Michael Cole: Cody better look out.
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Feb 25, 13 at 2:56pm ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
Michael Cole: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to another action packed edition of TCW Warzone. I'm Michael Cole along side 'The Human Suplex Machine' Taz, and former 5 time WCW Champion Booker T
Taz: Happy to be here as always
Booker T : What a way to start things off Cole, I hear we get to hear from one of my fav 5, Drew Mac
Cole: Your right Booker, Not only that but he'll be a guest on the all Scottish 'Pipers Pit' and maybe we'll get some insight as to what possessed Mcintyre to attack Josh Mathews last week and his response to Antonio Cesaro's comments
The camera moves from the announce team to the ring where Rowdy Roddy Piper stands with he's signature red kilt and mischievous look in his eye.
Hot Rod: Ladies and gentlemen it's great to be back here in Denver. [Roddy pauses as he revives a loud pop from the crowd] My guest today is a fellow countryman of myself. He was singled out by Mr McMahon as 'The Chosen One' [The TCW boos loudly in disapproval of that statement] now now now ladies and gentlemen that's not very nice [piper smiling sarcastically at his last sentence] Drew McIntyre is in Booker T's fav five [The crowd laugh loudly as they sense eagerly Piper is just beginning to rip into Mcintyre. The crowd start chanting]
TCW universe: YOU'VE STILL GOT IT, YOU'VE STILL GOT IT
*OUT OF TIME, SO SAY GOODBYE*
Drew Mcintyre's theme song blasts round the arena. The crowd rise to their feet and begin to boo and jeer loudly. Drew Mcintyte slowly makes his way out to the entrance ramp. He casts a glaring eye over the TCW universe before swaggering down to the ring. McIntyre, wearing a sharp looking suit with a blue shirt underneath, makes his way to the ring and steps through the ropes.
McIntyre: Whoa Whoa Whoa! Lets get one thing straight here Piper [McIntyres voice loud and his thick scottish accent piercing to the ears] I didn't ask for you to fly all the way out here to stick your nose in my business. I asked to come on your stupid show to make a point. Now tonight I face Antonio Cesaro. [Drew Looks up and smiles as he turns and looks towards the entrance ramp and shouts] ANTONIO! Antonio Cesaro you worthless piece of scum! I came here tonight to inflict pain and suffering on some reject but after hearing your comments iv changed my mind. I'm going to destroy you. I'm going to leave you lying in a pool of your own blood and piss once iv kicked the living daylights out you. The International Sensation? Don't make me laugh. The best thing about your crappy country is the Swiss Army knife which ill use to cut your throat out! Do you even know who you dealing with? This ain't about titles and who's done what in this business. This is now about how your top of my hit list. I'm going to come at you every day. Every night. If I can't get at you, I'll get at Aksana. Ill get at your dad. Ill get at your mum. Ill make her wish she never let your dad be on her for 20 seconds and push your dirty diseased looking face out of her 9 months later. You were a mistake. Your parents resented you all your life so you went to the gym. You worked out to get the muscle, get the girl but in actual fact your just a little bitch crying because your mummy didn't love you and your daddy loved you a wee bit too much some nights! Dirty dirty man he is. You disgust me. You said your more scared of Aksana? That's because that cow has bigger balls than Vince McMahons famous grapefruits! You suffer from over confidence which is obviously making up for some other department you lack in. Why do you think your girl is under Dashing Cody Rhodes when your backs turned. I only wish I met you outside in the street instead of a sanctioned match. I'd love to pin you against the cold floor and shave that stubble off your face with a broken wine bottle. I'd watch the blood drip from your face and the life from your body and believe me I'd do it with a big massive smile on my face. Lets make this a street fight. Screw the rules! Lets you and I, go to the parking lot for a good old fashioned fight until somebody physically can't walk, and I assure you Antonio I will make you bleed! I will make you suffer.
I WILL END YOU
McIntyre finishes his sentence and he is interrupted by Piper
Piper: Your out here making a lot of threats tough guy. Ones I'm not sure you can back up
Piper starts pushing McIntyre on the shoulder
McIntyre stares coldly through Piper as if he wasn't there. His lip curled and his fists clenched. He had felt the same feeling a week previous with Josh Mathews. This time however Drew grabbed the mic
McIntyte: As I was about to say before you interrupted me, My name is Drew McIntyte. [The crowd boo and give Mcintyre a hard time. McIntyre looks at the TCW universe and chuckles to himself] You boo me because you don't understand me. You boo me because you fear me. Your affraid of what I can do to every single last one of you [the words slide of McIntyres tongue as he says them with such conviction] Your afraid of how sadistic I can be. Afraid of what sick and deranged thoughts go through my mind...... [McIntyre pauses and looks towards the announce table]
McIntyre vacates the ring and heads over towards the time keepers table
Cole: Look out guys he's coming this way
Taz: What is he up to?
McIntyre grabs the timekeepers hammer used for ringing the bell and slides back into the ring
Drew: For example.....This hammer here....This hammer could crack a human skull like a walnut. It could cause bleeding, cause pain, cause physical and mental damage to whomever or whatever it came into contact with. Like in my match tonight. I could peel the flesh off of that waste of skin Cersaro with the claw end of this hammer [McIntyre holds the hammer up asif inspecting it but keeping it close to his face] This hammer wasn't meant to ring bells. This hammers purpose is to inflict pain. It told me so itself [McIntyre laughs coldly as his eyes widen while looking towards Piper] You see Roddy, I don't like when people disrespect me. I don't like when people like you try to keep me down. I think we need to sort the way you treat people.
Drew kicks Piper in the gut and as piper bends over hits him with the Future Shock DDT. Drew sits down at the side of the fallen legend and screams in his ear
McIntyre: THIS! THIS IS WHAT YOU DERSERVE ANTONIO You want to make fun of me you little bitch?! You want to mock The Sinister One. Ill end your mistake of a life.
McIntyre uses the hammer and smashes it into Pipers left knee. He screams in agony as McIntyre brings the hammer down on the same spot a second and a third time
Cole: My god! McIntyre had snapped here ladies and gentlemen. Roddy Piper is 58 years of age!
Booker T: We need some help down here. Drew mac had lost it.
McIntyre slowly rises to his feet and circles round Piper. Muttering to himself under his breath.
McIntyre: Do it, finish it, he deserves it. End this [before screaming at the top of his voive] NOW!!
He swings the hammer downwards and connects with Pipers temple. McIntyre stumbles back and sits down in the corner of the ring. Rests his head on the second turnbuckle. Looks to the sky and says the same words from last week
McIntyre: Sinister, sinister, sinister. That's what I am. I cannot be helped. Nor can I be stopped. I pray that God has mercy on your souls. For I.......I will not. All I predict is pain. I all imagine is hurt. All I will cause......destruction.
Drew slides out of the ring. Climbs the barrier and takes one look back towards the ring. Before making his way to the back.
Edit: Feb 26, 13 1:07am
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Feb 26, 13 at 2:57am ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
Drew McIntyre vs. Antonio Cesaro
Antonio Cesaro and Aksana would be spotted backstage. The clock was ticking down and it was getting closer and closer to show time. It appears that Antonio Cesaro opponent for tonight is fired up for him, this was unexpected and it has caused Antonio Cesaro to rethink his entire game plan. Antonio Cesaro walks back and forth in his locker room as Aksana just sits there with her legs crossed, her eyes trailing Antonio Cesaro as he seems almost worried that it seems that he has a fight on his hands tonight.
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Feb 26, 13 at 8:34am ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
Rolling Black Out (Rolling DDT Guillotine) | Death by Judo (Tazplex)
TCW fades back from a commercial where we are met with Todd Grisham’s goofy looking face smiling into the camera as he waits for his cue to talk. The red light goes on, the producer points and the show is a go.
Todd Grisham: Ladies and gentlemen please welcome my guest at this time, Santino Marella.
The Crowd obviously begins to boo Santino as the camera switches over to him and then zooms out slightly to fit both Santino and Todd into the view of the camera. Santino as always has a distasteful look on his face with his arms crossed and sunglasses on. You can tell that Santino doesn’t want to be there and that he really doesn’t care about Todd or what is going on just by the way he is holding himself at the moment. He’s very nonchalant and relaxed except for the crossed arms. Everything else about Santino is very relaxed.
Todd Grisham: Santino you seem to be on a roll lately and it remains to be seen if you would have won your match last week against Wade Barrett, but one could argue that you had momentum on your side when things went awry with Dean Ambrose getting involved causing a no contest. What can you contribute to this new found success and what are your plans if you continue on this winning path?
Santino uncrosses his arms and lifts his sunglasses up resting them on top of his head. He seems a bit bewildered by the question and squints at Todd for a moment before responding.
Santino: What the hell are you trying to be Oprah or something?
Todd attempts to respond, but is quickly cut off by Santino holding his hand to Todd’s mouth silencing him.
Santino: Do not speak. I am actually impressed with the way you have approached this interview. Usually you will say something stupid like ‘what are your thoughts on your match tonight?’ or ‘do you think you will win tonight?’ and I must say it’s a bit refreshing to get something different and elegant thrown at me from someone for a change.
Todd Grisham: Thank you Sant…
Santino: Shut your mouth before you ruin this moment. In fact just go away, I don’t need you here and I don’t want you to spoil this for me.
Todd turns into a big frowny face, slumping his shoulders, and pouts his way out of this interview. Santino however stays and faces the camera and appears to be ready to conduct this interview by himself.
Santino: Like that little geek said before I am on a roll. I pulled double duty last week and I am not afraid to do it again because there is no one in this company that can do what I do. I can outperform anyone that steps foot into that ring and that even includes our ‘esteemed’ World Champion Brian Kendrick. That belt is meaningless where it sits right now and it will continue to be meaningless until I get my hands on it. Tonight I plan to show everyone why I should be the one challenging Kendrick for the World Title and why I am better than him. It may be a six man tag match, but the way I look at it is it’s just a one on one match between the champ and myself. I am going to step into that ring and grab the champ by his scrawny neck and choke him out. Who knows, maybe I’ll take the title with me after I’m victorious tonight.
Santino takes his sunglasses from the top of his head and puts them back over his eyes then cracks his knuckles on both hands before expressing;
Santino: Oh and Dean Ambrose, we may be partners tonight, but I still owe you for what you did last week. Who knows, maybe I’ll beat you down during the match, after the match or I might just walk away from you when you are desperately seeking a tag when you are getting your head stomped in by Kurt Angle or Wade Barrett. Ambrose you messed with the wrong man last week and cost me my opportunity at glory. Now it’s time for payback, I just hope you can handle it.
Santino smirks at the camera as he walks away, ending this interview. The camera follows him as he walks down the corridor and then fades out to the next segment.
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Feb 26, 13 at 10:27am ^re: Total Championship Wrestling: Roleplay Thread II
Drew McIntyre Part 2
The scene opens in a dark boiler room. All round the walls are rusting pipes decaying after being unused for what looks like several years. In the corner of the room we see a figure sitting rocking back and forth. The man stands up and approaches the camera to reveal Drew McIntyre
McIntyte: You had to run your mouth again Cesaro. You just couldn't let it be. It's like you want to continue to anger me, force me, into giving you an even worse beating than originally planed. You misinterpret me Cesaro. I have no intention of demanding matches with you. I'm just going to beat the crap out of you everytime I see you. The hallway, parking lot, everytime you go for a piss. Hell even when you and that blow up doll look a like Aksana are lying in bed at night, ill be there and I will kick your head in. [Drew looks around his dark surroundings with delight] Why don't you come and join me here Antonio. We can continue our war of words in this magical playground. I will wedge your head between pipes and have you begging for me to stop as I peel the flesh from your bones. You will cry for forgiveness but I will not grant it. You will plead for me to stop, I won't. I'll make you wish you were dead. Then i'll grant your wish.
McIntyre walks slowly round the room as if looking for different ways to torture his upcoming opponent.
McIntyre: You made this what it is Cesaro. You brought this pain and suffering upon yourself, Your girl, Your family. The apocalypse is coming. It's first stop is Antonio Cesaro. Aksana you'd have a better chance with Oscar Pistorius than coming out to support this piece of crap tonight. I look at you Cesaro and I feel nothing but a black hate filling my soul. Consuming me. Pushing me further down the path of destruction [McIntyre pauses, licks his lips and looks down to the floor] I can't wait Antonio. The suspense is killing me. The thoughts and images running through my mind your you motionless body being carried away in a coffin. That excites me Antonio. Watching Aksana cry over you. Wishing you hadn't made the mistake of pissing me off. That excites me Antonio.
Drew paces on the spot rocking back and forth clearly eager to put his plan into action.
McIntyre: The time for talk is over. The apocalypse is now
McIntyre stares straight through the camera as if staring straight into Cesaro's soul before turning and walking back to the corner of the room and sits down
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