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Post by ceese85 on May 9, 2012 19:46:31 GMT -5
*The scene shows Jules Fontaine walking to his dressing room with a busty asian lady to his dressing room. an Interviewer comes up to him but Jules raises his hand*
Jules: Before you ask me those silly questions that you should ask a common man, I will do it for you. "Why haven't I did any interviews yet?" Because, a man of my class doesn't speak to idiots that is beneath me. Do you fit the bill to talk to *Jules cocks his head to left, lookin upward* The Personification of Classy? No you don't. "What do you think about your matches where you DOMINATED the competition?" Good question. Massey got classified and just now Geno got classified. I am now one step away becoming what I was born to be: A champion. "Any final words, Mr. Fontaine?" Final words? Ha! I don't have final words. I have final warnings. When you step up to the man of mass appeal, you are asking yourself to go thru a painful ordeal. I don't be so kind when it comes to working that spine. I am Jules Fontaine and im bringing Classy for the dumb and trashy..
*Jules looks at the interviewer and pushes him out the way as the scene fades to black*
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Post by briancookiecook on May 9, 2012 22:04:31 GMT -5
The camera zooms in and out and focuses in on Shaun Brown as stands in a nice suit with a microphone in his hand.
Shaun: Please welcome my guest at this time, Brian "Cookie" Cook.
Brian "Cookie" Cook walks into the shot with a smile on my face. He is wearing a "TWR Network" T-Shirt and a pair of loose fit ring tights. His hair is slightly across his face as well as two black marks under each eyes. He rubs face a little bit as Shaun turns to Cookie.
Shaun: Cookie, we got your reaction on the...
Cookie interupts Shaun before he can finish his question.
Cookie: Big Daddy... Big Daddy Big Daddy Big Daddy. Tonight, we see the culmination of what these fans have been dying to see. Tonight, as the great fans of TWR Pro walk into The Daniel Rexputty High Gymnasium one of the most historic wrestling venues in the WORLD!
The fans cheer in the background about the recognition of the facility.
Cookie: With the Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreaaaaaaatest fans on EARTH!
The slow chants of "Cookie Cookie"
Cookie: Tonight, we see the culmination of what we have worked hard on. Shaun, you even sprung out the nice suit which looks splendid if I do say so myself. Shane Matthews might insult you, but it looks good on you kid. Regardless. Tonight, we see Jason "The Bar" Massey go against the man that beat Geno. Jules Fontaine. We got the man built like a steel bar against the man that has so much swagger attached to him he could swoon even you.
Shaun laughs a little bit as he holds the microphone close to Cookie's face.
Cookie: But while tonight is what it will be and that's history for this great company, we have to look to the future. Geno Brooks. I hope you get better. I pray you get better. I will personally come feed you soup, put ice on your wounds. Because we all know what we want. The fans of TWR Pro want it. The management wants it. So when you bare to look at yourself in the mirror tonight before you sleep. Remember who you are messing with. I don't sleep. I wait. I prepare. And at the next show, when the fans go to pay for their tickets, the match that fans will be paying to see is you... and me... one on one... I want my second chance. So enjoy tonight. Rest well. Enjoy the show, but understand business will be picked up. And that's... how the cookie crumbles.
Cookie walks away from Shaun who is a little shocked.
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Post by doctorzeus on May 9, 2012 22:05:09 GMT -5
*Zeus picks up handheld camera from the ground. It seems that he is filming inside of a warehouse where indie wrestling shows just finished.Zeus is sitting down on a steel chair no one is around him and the room is dark.
Zeus: Hey guys hows it going? I've been sitting here......watching these young, talented guys shoot their careers up to the moon, and....
*Zeus pauses and looks at someone passing by, giving him a smile.
Zeus:I've been thinking about my loss to Jason "The Bar" Massey. This loss has haunted me for days, and I have been thinking, if I would have lost to anybody else, I would have torn them apart. Jason has skills, and he showed me them when he left me to die outside that ring. That loss has shown me a new light. A new light to destruction, and peace.
*Zeus stands up, takes a few steps and leans on the gate seperating the ring and the crowd.
Zeus: Now that doesn't mean I'm out of the game. Far from it in fact. I have spent the time off from this tournament to train, perfecting my skills. Becoming more agile, more conditioned.
*Zeus hopps over the gate, rolls into the ring, and stand leans on the rope.
Zeus: Jason, when this tournaments over, I'm expecting a match from you. Not just a match. THE Match. The one that people will talk about for ages. The one that will bury the hatchet. The match that will not only "Set the Bar" but "Raise the Bar". Jason, I have a huge amount of respect for you after the beating you gave me, but I wont go easy. All I have left to say is, Good Luck.
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Post by TheNotoriousGENO on May 9, 2012 22:40:02 GMT -5
*Camera on Geno watching Cookie grandstanding to his fans after his promo. Geno turns to the camera*
Geno: Hahaha.. Y'gonna feed me soup and ice my bruises... My little housewife, Cookie. Ain't he sweet? I'm very accommodating, I ain't gonna make you wait. You want me? Ya got me. See ya at the honeymoon, gumdrop.
*Geno gives an exaggerated wink to the camera and walks off chuckling to himself*
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Post by briandamage on May 10, 2012 3:57:18 GMT -5
Scene: A small dingy gym, with an old wrestling ring, some weights... etc.... We see Brian Damage working out with a kid in the ring. Damage, after a few impressive maneuvers, unleashes 'Damage Done' on his young opponent. The kid gets up, Damage shakes his hand pats him on the back. Damage flips over the rope, walks up to the camera:
Hey TWR-ites!! Just a lil' friendly reminder to let ya know I'm comin! I've seen some pretty impressive guys, doing some pretty impressive things .....and I hope to bring something to the table.
One thing is for damn sure... I will give the fans my all. Everything I've got. Every match. Every move. There's a lot of big, scary cats walking around this jungle. I know that what I've got in the tank, I'm bringing it from Granny's Shack. No holding back. With the fans behind me, there's no tellin' how high I can go. You guys get ready....cuz' I am....Damage Done..
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Post by ceese85 on May 11, 2012 22:04:40 GMT -5
*The scene opens to a pissed off but loopy Jules Fontaine inside the medic room. The doctor is trying to give him stitches but Jules is screaming Let it Bleed*
Jules: PHELPS! *laughs* You think you are tough shit hitting The Classy One in the back of the head with the chair. Mistake number one. Mistake number two is taking my title..MY FUCKIN TITLE.
*Jules chuckles*
You know what we do to assholes like you in the great city of Hattiesburg, MS? We shut fools like you down at the drop of a hat. You worried about how you was made a ref and you worried about being looked over. You need to worry about this angry black man looking for your hide, son. When you mess with the personification of class, your ass is grass. Im coming for you and im going to get my title back. Class...is now in session, ho.
*the scene fades to black*
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Post by wariovanpeebles on May 13, 2012 18:09:38 GMT -5
Camera cuts in as the operator is pushing through what looks to be a dingy hotel bar, the sounds of glasses clinking and mixed conversations. The Camera stops just outside of an old oak door with a pink neon sign that reads "VIP Lounge" and as the door cracks open you hear the patrons on the other side bidding farwell to the man stepping through and while adjusting the cuffs on his suit comes face to face with the camera From behind the camera you hear "Lyle, I'm rolling" A grin grows across his face as he looks over the camera at the operator "Whoa kid, thanks for the warning in advance" Taking a second to run a comb through his hair and find his place "I hear all the talk about the new promotion TWR Pro, the momentum from the title tournament is RED HOT and the powers that be went out of their way to bring in me, Lyle Hagen to send a message to the quote "dirtiest cartpusher" JerseyPunk at their upcoming event Revolution 2012. Dirtiest Carpusher...I don't even know what the hell that is supposed to mean, let alone why someone would be so low on the rung they'd proudly wear the moniker of being the dirtiest anything out of New Jersey!" Lyle stops as the door cracks open once again and two beautiful ladies step out to meet Lyle, one hands him a flask that he takes with a wink and nod slipping it into the inside pocket of his suit jacket and the other a billfold that she tucks it into his pants pocket "You see in my travels I've had many hard fought battles won as well as valuable lessons taught to at the hands of true men, champions, none of them carried themselves as anything less than greatness personified." "If making my mark in this company means taking a spot from a smelly scrub who can't even change out of his jammy jams before a fight then I plan to show him what a man can do when he takes his craft seriously." Lyle adjusts his tie as the camera pushes in tight on his face "Come Revoultion our paths are going to cross and when the road forks, I'll be walking over your mangled carcass to continue my path to greatness. As for you JerseyPunk, you better hope when I'm done with you that your body is capable of pushing a cart ever again." The camera begins to jostle and as it slowly pans down to the dark floor of the bar right as the camera is about to turn to static you hear one last thing come in over the cameras microphone "C'mon ladies, lets get this night started."
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Post by briandamage on May 14, 2012 23:10:57 GMT -5
*Camera backstage of the Dookie War Memorial Auditorium... Brian Damage is looking around...
"So here it is the World famous Dookie War Memorial Auditorium..... I can't wait...Revolution 2012...
Shane Matthews.. tough guy... he showed a lot of guts staying in there with 'The Bar' after getting his nose smashed in in the first second of that match. Lemme tell ya Matthews... I hope your face heals up really good dude, cuz I'm gonna re -fuck it up at Revolution. And you might want to go ahead and sell that private jet, because from what I can tell, your mouth keeps writing checks your ass can't cash.
And this other dude who's teaming with you? Mark? No disrespect, pal don't know ya bro.. sorry... I'd give ya props or whatever.. but I don't know what you're all about yet. Guess we'll have to find out..
As for my partner, Todd Mabe.., I don't know you either, bro.. but I hope... with all the crazy, stupid shit going on in TWR Pro, that I can trust ya.. You can damn sure trust me, pal. I'm gonna bust my ass to make sure that the FIRST match at the Dookie War Memorial...is a damn good one!
One more thing... Dangerous Dan Phelps... what you did is reprehensible. Smashing a chair over someones head, stealing the title, just to grab the limelight. Pretty selfish thing to do, especially in a company just getting some momentum. Your time will come pal...
Damage Done
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Post by Lexicon on May 15, 2012 13:28:19 GMT -5
Video transitions to a large projector screen, showing the opening seconds of Jason "The Bar" Massey vs Shane Matthews over and over again. As we continue to see Jason's fist collide with Shane's face with the resulting blood splatter, we see Lexicon sitting in a large, leather chair. Lex is laughing so hard that there are tears streaming down his face and he is literally slapping his knee.
Lex: HAHAHAHAHAHA! OH GOD! ...Here it comes again.... BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Lexicon turns to the camera
Lex: Oh hell, I didn't see you there!
The camera man starts to leave quickly
Lex: No no! Please, come on in. I've got some stuff to say. Just give me... BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Lexicon turns off the projector and composes himself
Lex: Jason Massey, you and I are going to war at Revolution 2012. I'm going to kick your ass and you're going to beat the hell out of me. This is certain. It'll be like we've been bitter enemies for decades, when in reality, it's the first time you and I will meet in the ring. But right now, I want to thank you. That's right, I'd like to thank you for giving me this beautiful piece of footage that I've enjoyed for hours upon hours. People have been comparing Shane Matthews and I. They say, "they're both just a couple of wealthy nancy-boys.". Wealthy? Yes. We are both wealthy. But so is Oprah, and I doubt we have anything in common. Well, I think Shane might have some things in common, but certainly not me. I hope you're not thinking like all those people, Jason. Because if that's what is going through that gigantic skull of yours, you're in for a treat at Revolution. You see, I'm not afraid to get my nose broken. I'm not afraid to take a few punches. That's what makes life interesting!
Lexicon walks over to a digital scale and steps on it. The scale lights up at 225lbs.
Lex: Well, it's official. I'm at a bit of a weight disadvantage. I tried to beef up by eating all the Texas BBQ I could, but it looks like I only gain 5 pounds. That's ok, though. Jason, it only takes one move. There's a man by the name of William Jenkins, also known as Dolla Bill Jenkins. That man weighs no more than I do, probably even less. That man is currently in a halo, courtesy of yours truly. I hit him with the Celticbuster, and it was lights out for most of his body. Temporarily paralyzed. Broken vertebrae. That was about six months ago. You say you see your size as an advantage. And hell, you made it to the finals of the tournament, where you lost to another behemoth. But Jason, I will leave you with this final thought for you to mull over. I wanted to tell you this with plenty of time for you to really think about this. If you decide to forfeit the match, I would COMPLETELY understand. It might be a choice of walking away from me, or not walking at all...
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Post by ceese85 on May 18, 2012 22:41:04 GMT -5
*The camera fades in slowly to a man stepping out a black rolls royce wearing black italian leather shoes, silk dress pants, a black vest with a white long sleeve silk shirt, and black shades. Its none other than The Personification of Class, Jules Fontaine. He sees the camera man and shakes his head in disgust*
Jules: You! you overgrown monkey man transvestite! What the hell are you doing standing in my driveway? Spoiling the classiness of my suit and my presences?
*The cameraman open his mouth to speak*
Jules: Shutdafuckup! *ahem* Well since your stupid ass is here WITHOUT my permission I may add, which gives me the right to you a First Class Ass Whupping after this. It has been brought to my attention that Dan Phelps has lawyered his way into a match with Lexicon and Massey at Revolution. Well la dee fuckin da! Hooray! His bitching finally got him somewhere beside bitching to his sugar mama to give him some titty milk .
*The cameraman snickers*
Jules: What part of shutdafuckup you did not understand...Phelps you even said that you want to hand me my belt back as a sign of goodwill. A sign of good will, huh? Ok. Since im a class act, I will let bygones be bygones. At the beginning of Revolution, I will be there and I will be waiting in the ring for you to hand me my belt. Keep in mind though, don't think for one second is going to go the way you think its gonna go. Its not threat nor a promise...Its just big business. Now we are done, camera slut. Get off my property before I start tricking your ass on the corner for 50 cent, bitch.
*fade to black*
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Post by theoriginal on May 29, 2012 13:25:12 GMT -5
Revolution 2012 spoilers below Dan, Todd Mabe and Justin Massey stand backstage, waiting for Jason Massey to return. Jason walks through the curtain, breathing heavily.The Original: Jason, we had an agreement. To me, you proved that what they say about you is right. You are completely useless. You had to do one thing, and you couldn't do it. Jason doesn't respond, instead choosing to walk past them. He motions to Justin to come with him. Justin then hits Jason with a closeline from behind. Justin and Todd Mabe start to assault Jason, kicking him until he is bloodied. They step back as another well dressed man appears standing over Jason's body. The camera pans up to reveal Shane Matthews. Shane: And now we're even.....
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Post by briancookiecook on May 29, 2012 16:04:52 GMT -5
*****REVOLUTION SPOILERS BELOW!*******
Cookie rolls out of the ring as the referee looks over the body of Geno Brooks. Shaun “Big Daddy” Brown runs over to Cookie who is celebrating with the fans. Shaun has a camera man behind him as he begins speaking.
Shaun Brown: Wow. What a match…
Shaun is cut off by a very sweaty and angry Cookie.
Cookie: You were there Shaun. Tonight was what I promised it would be. The fans…
Cookie turns to the fans and raises his hands as they scream.
Cookie: Tonight I walked into that ring with one goal in mind. To put on the best damn show I can. I am a professional wrestler. I’m not a superstar. I’m not a performer. This right here is professional wrestling. And no matter if you have been in this business for five years. I am the definition of perfection. Geno and I went out here tonight and gave everything to restore the trash that someone like Dan Phelps thinks he can put into this industry. Tonight was the beginning.
Cookie turns and kicks the barrier away from the fans.
Cookie: TONIGHT WAS THE BEGINNING. I am determined to go out here and wrestle and put on the best damn match no matter what the cost. Why? Because I can.
Cookie turns away from Shaun and angrily flips over a set of steel steps as the one of the referee’s inside the ring steps out and puts his hands up protesting Cookie reentering the ring.
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Post by TheNotoriousGENO on May 29, 2012 16:58:02 GMT -5
*Shaun Brown and his trusty cameraman track down Geno in the parking lot outside the auditorium the following day, sitting on the hood of his old Volvo enjoying a beverage and watching people commute. Hastily packed bags are off to the side on the ground, the back hatch of the old car is wide open*
Shaun: Hey Geno, got a sec??
*Geno takes a moment to break his gaze from a passing woman before setting his drink down and bringing his attention to the investigative duo*
Geno: Suuuure, why not?
Shaun: Great, so... Your comments on Revolution?
Geno: The whole show or my match?
Shaun: Uhhh... Whatever you want.
Geno: ..That's great reporting. Well, I'm a bit peeved Shaun.
Shaun: You put on a good match, don't feel too bad about that loss.
*Geno takes a sip of his drink before setting it back on the hood beside him and returning his attention to the interview*
Geno: I'm not worried about that, it came down to luck and I got the short straw. It's whatever. No... What's got me a bit irritated is that I'm out here for every show consistently putting on major matches. I'm out there stealing the show but I'm mentioned like an afterthought under some suits that didn't even get in the ring...
*Geno slides off the hood and starts loading his bags into the old volvo*
Geno: ... There's like a scale here right now. You got the bloated side with the suits and the money and the politics and yadda yadda tipping the scale on one side.. And then you got a handful of guys that're worried about WRESTLING on the other side, the much lighter side... Hold this for a second.
*Geno hands his cup over to Shaun brown while he loads the last of his bags in the back*
Shaun: So what're you saying Geno?
*Geno closes the back hatch of the old car and opens and leans on the driver side door*
Geno: I'm saying... How many times do I have to steal the show? You're worried about the wrong people Pauly... Get it together before your wrestlers get aggravated. I didn't sign up for all this bureaucratic bullshit you got going on. Oh, and Cooks. We're even, keep my name out of your mouth if you wanna keep it that way. We clear, thin mint? Good.
Shaun: I see that you're about to go so I won't keep you. Thanks for the interview. Oh, here's your drink.
*Geno reaches out and smacks the drink up in Shaun's face, drenching him*
Geno: Thanks bud *grin*
*Geno climbs into the old volvo and pulls off leaving Shaun standing there despondent and soaked*
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Post by TheShaneM on May 29, 2012 17:21:37 GMT -5
TWR-PRO REVOLUTION 2012 SPOILERS BELOW
Shaun Brown approaches Shane Matthews in the parking lot of the Dookie War Memorial Auditorium. Alongside Matthews is Dan Phelps, Todd Mabe, and Justin Massey; they are suited up for the occasion, and in the process of leaving the arena in a limo. Shawn rushes to the group, panting in the process; he regains his composure and brings the microphone to his mouth.
Shaun Brown: Shane Matthews, the world wants to know, why? Why have you aligned yourself with these men?
Shane Matthews: Why? Couldn’t it be any more obvious? These men are the most talented set of individuals in this building. What Mr. Phelps did was absolute genius. He was robbed of his opportunity, so he made one for himself, I respect that. Justin Massey is one of the most underrated talents in TWR Pro; the man deserves respect. He has always been in the shadow of his older brother, unrightfully, and as we know, Justin Massey is the better competitor in that very ring; he is the better Massey. Scotty Cakes is an absolute specimen. Six foot ten, three hundred and fifty pounds! The man is an absolute monster…nuff said!
Shaun Brown: What about Todd Mabe. If it serves me correctly, you and Mabe have competed against each other as of late. You fought the man in a first round tournament match and tonight you were on opposite sides during a tag team match. If you two were allies, why would you compete against each other?
Shane Matthews: You see, what you saw out there was Todd Mabe and I competing out there to prove to the world that we are two of the very best in that ring, whether fighting together or on different sides, nobody is better.
Shaun Brown: Now that we know your reasons for allying yourself with these men, what is your problem with Jason “The Bar” Massey?
Shane Matthews: Are you kidding me? What is my problem? Jason Massey nearly killed me in the ring. The man assaulted me! I sat nearly unconscious as the doctors stitched up my forehead and fixed my broken nose. You don’t get far on just ability Shaun, you get far on your looks too, and Jason Massey tried to take that away from me. I signed a contract to wrestle in TWR-Pro, not fight, wrestle! What I walked into was a fight Mr. Brown. Do I look like I am a street fighter? Street fighting does not define who I am Shaun. You see, it is not only the suits, the style, the sophistication, and the hair that defines who I am…it is also what I do in that ring, wrestle and win. You see, I am a winner through and through. What Jason Massey fails to realize is it’s not that he’s better than me, it’s that he’s bigger than me. No, you’re not a bigger star than me Bar, it’s that you’re a big piece of meat. You don’t belong in that ring because quite frankly, I find it insulting. You think you can abuse your weight in that ring. You think that because you pinned me in that ring that you’re a better in ring competitor? I’d like to see you get up after a plane parks right on top of you. Bar, the future is now, and as hard is it for you to realize it; you just don’t fit in it. You don’t fit into my future Massey; you just don’t fit into GODS future. Now if you could excuse us, we have matters to take care of.
The five men walk their way to the limo, entering it as the driver holds the door open. As the limo doors close, the driver makes his way to the driver’s seat and the limo is soon to be out of the cameras sight.
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Post by briandamage on May 30, 2012 8:33:40 GMT -5
color=Orange][/color]Brian Damage is leaving the Dookie War Memorial Auditorium. Shaun Big Daddy Stops him
Shaun: Damage.. What happened in your match tonight?
Damage: Well, Shaun, sometimes things don't go your way. I admit, I had a slow start on offense tonight, but I picked up at the end there, didn't I? A couple of 'Damage Dones' and they got out of it. You win some...you lose some.. back to the drawing board.
Shaun: What about the current events in TWR Pro now?
Damage: I'm not surprised. Especially with Todd, joining the likes of Shane Matthews. Mark Ventrice literally superkicked his face off twice. If ya can't beat em'...join em.
Shaun: Speaking of ' if you can't beat em' Brian, you drew the first pick ..the first entrant in the upcoming Battle Royal. How do you like your chances of winning?
Damage: Well, I got a long tough road to hoe, apparently. To be the first guy.... man.. looks like I better pack a lunch. And there's this Scotty Cakes guy, Jason Massey, etc.. it's gonna be a real ass-kicker. I just hope I can stay alive out there. I better start doing more cardio!
Shaun: Well good luck out there, you're gonna need it!
Damage: Don't count me out, Big Daddy.. Damage ain't done yet.. but for this interview, Damage Done...lates.
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