Post by DM on Apr 4, 2011 20:47:11 GMT
Week 1
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Jeff Jarrett started the show as he came down to the ring, smirking to himself as he rose his hands up in victory.
"Well...for those that missed the PPV last night, let me spoil it for you.....I won. That's right, I've Cenanuff of John Cena, he's gone and will never...EVER be back in the NWA and dont' sit there with your John Cena hats and shirts and wristbands because now, they're worth less than a terd. You people wanted your hero to fight me and I proved him, you, the world wrong that Jeff Jarrett is the Main Event of the NWA. All the young talent in the back better take notes because I destroyed John Cena last night and if any of them dare to screw with me you'll be next on the unemployment line. Now, I'm going to make my demands loud and clear, Evan Bourne, I know you're at home resting from your cage match against CM Chump so listen up. I want your title and I want my shot at Spring Stampede for the World Title, I'm sick and tired of people like you and Punk and Hardy and Cena holding that World Title that dates back to 1916. That title has a legacy and you don't belong on that legacy and I want my shot. I don't care if I have to fight a legion of men, I don't care if I have to end careers, I don't care if I have to go to your home and rape your mother for it, I want my title shot. I will dance on the grave of Daniel Benoit if I have to in order to get my title shot. I'm giving you one week to respond and if you don't Evan, I have more than an army to take you out."
Jeff dropped the mic and slowly started to walk to the back, hearing the fans but he could care less, getting in the face of a fan and pushed them back to their seat, heading through the curtain.
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"Hi I'm Ted DiBiase here to make you just one cent richer in this failing economy. Forget stocks and bonds, investiment banking just go with what sells best...You. Get yourself a book at your local library about computers and websites and simply start one, I hear tripod and freewebs are good for freebies. Next, get yourself a high quality webcam, if you can't, get the best you can afford and a high speed access. Next, put ads out, sell yourself and your services, putting your face out on the open market is a great way to get recognized, I reccommend using Youtube or other social media to get started. Next, find yourself a comfortable setting and get used to being in front of a camera because you'll spend a lot of time there, create a chatroom and watch the customers flock in. They'll be demanding but make sure your performance is to your liking and you charge adequetly. Now I know some of you don't have a great face so add make up or change the lighting around and try to find out what your customers enjoy, competition is tough so the more you put out there, the more they'll keep coming back and just remember, your best product, is you, so sell, sell, sell. I'm Ted DiBiase and just like my Father used to say...Everyone has a price....just name yours."
After the infomercial there was mass panic backstage as there was an ambulance loading up a wrestler, something had happened but there were no cameras that caught it, slowly the Ambulance started to drive away as there were no answers until Chono and the Rising Sun Dynasty came into focus. Chono would look to the gang whom was minus Misawa, now it was clear whom was taken out as Chono had a look upon his face, speaking out.
"Tonight....we go....to War."
The first match on the card would see The Anderson's in tag team action against a local tag team, destroying them within a matter of moments, signalling that they wanted a shot at the Tag Team titles by actually doing their own version of a Demolition Decapatation after the match, leaving ringside.
The next match saw Ted DiBiase Jr. square off against Perry Saturn from the Radicalz. They would battle on for a solid ten minutes as Perry nearly had the win but a quick low blow and roll up gave DiBiase the win, laughing it up as he would head to the back.
The next match prior to commercial would see Paul Burchill in the ring, waiting for his opponent that didn't show. Camera's moved to the back as The Rising Sun Dynasty were in the back, beating the hell out of Hurricane Helms, slamming him upon the concrete as Chono instructed the others to beat upon him with kendo sticks. Chono dragged him up and slammed him hard into the wall, asking if he knew anything about Misawa's assalant to which he said no. Chono then grinned at him then rammed his head right through a window, calling the rest of his members on as they looked for more information, Helms laying over the window, knocked out and bleeding.
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The 1995 G1 Climax was another eight-man round-robin tournament held August 11 to August 15, with the addition that the top two scorers from each block would advance to a four-man mini-tournament to decide the winner. A high favorite to win that year was NWA Legend, Ric Flair. In the end, Keiji Mutoh defeated Shinya Hamhmoto in a 25 minute bout. In 1996 the same format was held via round robin which saw Mr. G1 Masahiro Chono square off against the Legendary Riki Choshu whom forced Chono to submit in 13 minutes. The G1 Climax, being held Live in Ceasar's Palace and can only be seen...in the NWA.
Nitro came back from commercial though another victim was getting beaten, this time it was Cruiserweight Champion Justin Gabriel as they started to beat upon him. Chono would have knocked his head off with a kendo stick though Morrison, Jeff Hardy and Rey Mysterio came in just in time, forcing them back with steel pipes and chairs. Dynasty slowly would back away, already doing the damage they wanted to as Hardy would yell out.
"I'm tired of all this warfare going on man. We helped put this company on his walking legs and thanks to Jarrett and Misawa they're destroying all of it. I say we take whatever troops we have left and strike them down while we have a chance."
"You know, Jeff Hardy is right amigos, and who knows whom is going to turn on who in the upcoming weeks, with Evan and Punk on the shelf right now we have to band together, through thick and thin."
It seemed they were on the same page, heading to the GM's office to make some demands as the next match was underway.
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"You know what time it is? It's Vader Time hahahahaah and you're looking at the biggest force to ever...EVER enter G1 and there is Not ONE man or force on this earth that can stop me."
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Well this was a surprise as finally he debuted, Keiji Mutoh as he slid into the ring. Vader gave him a hard look as the bell would ring and these two gladiators would fight it out. For nearly a half hour these two would have an in ring classic, Keiji proving his in ring work, many of the fans chanting out 'Muta, Muta, Muta" which distracted him from the contest, shaking his head as he sealed that part of him away. Vader used his size and strength though Mutoh kept to a submission counter game. The match would continue on even after a quick commercial break, Vader almost having the match secure as he went for a Vadersault, missing as Mutoh finished him off with a shining wizard and scored the quick victory over Vader, perhaps setting a huge statement as he rolled out of the ring, rubbing his nose with his finger, looking up at the tron as it was then announced that he...was in G1, again emotionless as he left through the curtain, cameras following him for some reason as he would bump into Ricky Steamboat whom was preparing for a match. Both of them would lock eyes, not saying one word to each other, Mutoh walking off as Steamboat looked on, sighing gently.
In the general managers office, Hardy being the mouthpiece saying they wanted to end this war once and foreall and wanted a piece of Dynasty in a match as the main event. DM was trying to get a word in but the general concensus was ever since Jarrett and Misawa started running their mouths the younger talent was getting beaten up and with Cena already gone they were starting to fear the worst. DM put his hands up and said he would book a match, the four of them against Chono, Hakushi, Ultimo Dragon and Sasuke. It was on as the four of them left the office, DM leaned back holding his head as the phone rang, more so it was probably about Super Card, the lights starting to flicker some as the door would close.
The next match would be an in ring classic as Eddie Guerrero would enter the ring as he went one on one with Ricky Steamboat. The fans were behind him for sure as he entered the ring, the question as to whom's side he was on still as the bell would sound. Guerrero and Steamboat would light up the crowd, battling on for twenty minutes, Steamboat catching the win and shook the hand of Eddie as Guerrero left the ring, a little dejected but still it was a hell of a match. He nearly got to the stage when Dynasty had jumped him, beating the hell out of him with Kendo sticks. Malenko and Saturn came out to help their fellow Radical but the numbers game was a bit too much, Steamboat coming down to assist as Dynasty would pull away, not touching a hair on Steamboat and left, the Radicalz looking at Ricky with angry eyes, whom just stood there, wanting to assist but couldn't slowly walking around them and moved through the curtain, Nitro cutting to a commercial.
Nitro came back as it was announced that John Cena, next week, was going to give his farewell address to the fans and Evan Bourne was going to respond to Jeff Jarrett's challenge, more details would develop about SuperCard also within the coming weeks as Natayla came down to the ring, all smiles and prepared to defend her Women's Title against The Anti Angel Serena whom was hungry for gold. The would wrestle for a good ten or so minutes until Serena had enough of the games, pushing Nattie to the corner and would punch over her head with closed fists. The ref warned her about that though she kicked him aside, forcing the DQ and continued to punch along Nattie. The ref rang the bell as Nattie tackled her to the mat, starting to fight back until Serena hit her with a headbutt, leaving the ring and grabbed the women's title, bashing it over her head. Serena would then use the title like a fist and would mount Nattie, punching her over the head, busting her open. The ref would finally pull her off, going to attend to Nattie as Serena would then kick her hard over her head, pushing the ref aside and would lock Nattie in a FigureFourNeckLock, squeezing the life out of her. Serena would yell out, Nattie kicking with her feet as she was unable to get free, choking and bleeding from the head, Serena refusing to let go of the hold until Nattie literally passed out. Serena rising up, licking the blood from the title and spat it down, leaving the ring as she left a statement, Nitro forced to go to commercial.
During the break footage was shown of Natayla literally being revived back from being choked out, stumbling out of the ring and needed help walking, fans were behind her but she was completely unaware of where she was, Kevin Kelly in the back with Serena wanting word of what all that was.
"You see it's real simple Kevin, these women call themselves angels yet they flaunt themselves like sluts. They're nothing more than just a pair of tits with hair that roll around the ring for the amusement of men and disgrace that World Title that they so proudly fight for. Tonight, Nattie, I made you bleed as a sacrifice for all the women you disgrace in the ring over the last ten years. Women like you, Lita, Trish Stratus, Awesome Kong and all the others are nothing more than whores that look better on their knees and in the kitchen than in a ring. Tonight was a warning -- to all those that call themselves Angels, Divas, Bombshells, Lady Wrestlers, Knockouts or Lethal Ladies, the new face of the women's division, is the Anti-Angel, Serena and Natayla, you are but the first of my many...many victims. Oh...and if your Uncle Bret needs a job...I could use someone to lick the shit from my boot."
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"Alright people settle down, I know you can't get enough of me. Ahem, how many of you people actually paid 50 dollars to watch Wrestlemania? For those of you that didn't, I'm going to give you a digest version. Money in the bank match, gimps move around, Savage snaps into it, Miz wins with help from Wade Barrett who also picks up FM Radio with his ears. Angel and Danielson grope each other for thirty minutes, Jericho beats Foley like his Uncle does on Saturday, Mexicans in a cage match lose to motorcity, Jushin Liger wins both titles, a bunch of yellow japs celebrate by jumping up and down and cause a tsunami, Ooh here we go, a big black bitch went up against an overrated canadian, by the way Bret Hart lost, three women no one cares about had a match, and AJ Styles pouted in the corner while HBK beat him up and laid down for him to get the World Title. Well, that about sums up Mania in a nutshell, now aren't you glad I saved you three hours of your life? Here's the worst part...once again...I...Dashing Cody Rhodes, is not booked at Supercard, the single greatest rising star in history is not booked. I know it's sad isn't it? But, since the powers to be would enjoy seeing ratings decline, I, Cody Rhodes, is sending out a personal invite to three Superstars that will be invited at Supercard and I'm going to beat all three of them in this ring. For those of you wondering whom those three particular men are, they are, Mankind, The Rock and Stone Cold Steve Austin. Oh yes, three guys that brought about as much worth to the World Title than they did in their movies which unless you're a three year old with down syndrome, you wouldn't enjoy them. With that in mind I'll leave you all your lack luster main event and see you next week, peace out all."
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These 8 men did not like each other and it was easy to see just from the way they fought against each other. The fans went crazy when Mysterio and Dragon finally locked up in the ring, they went nuts once Gabriel mixed it up with Taka, most of the women and kids went nuts once Jeff entered the ring and the crowd erupted once Morrison took control, it seemed he was the fan favorite dispite being banged up. It seemed that neither side was going to give in to the other, Chono trying to lead his team to victory as it came down to the two captains, Hardy and Chono while Mysterio and Dragon fought on the floor, Gabriel and Hakushi tossling also on the floor while Morrison just waited to tag in. During a small mix up, Hardy was pushed into Morrison as they knocked heads, Chono scoring a win via german suplex, promply after Dynasty would storm the ring with kendo sticks though Morrison, Mysterio and Gabriel would storm, a fight of course leading on as all control was gone, the ref even fleeing the ring for his life.
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The lights went completely out and the man they call Sting would appear once they came back on. He stood tall and without a word, turning his head and would stare into the eyes of Jeff Hardy, from his right palm slowly dropped a ballbat as he would swing, hitting Jeff over the ribs then back. Morrison went to help, taking a hard shot to his knee then over his back as well. Mysterio leapt from the rope and Sting swung for the fences, hitting Rey over the chest then over the head, sending him to the floor, Gabriel turning him around and went for the Knock out Kick, Sting ducking and hit hard in the chest then over the back, taking out all of the young blood team. Chono would look on, noticing Sting took all four of them out, slowly walking over towards Sting as he would turn his head, giving Chono hard eyes then hit him hard in the ribs, Hakushi and Taka came in with sticks as Sting would literally break them with the bat, hitting them out of the ring as Ultimo Dragon started kicking along him, leaping for a spinkick as Sting side stepped and dropped him with the Scorpion Deathdrop, literally clearing the ring.
From his other palm he would reach into his pocket, pulling out a mic and looked around the ring, seeing his fallen prey that fell before him, raising the mic to his lips.
"It doesn't take an army of darkness to clear the ring, it only takes one. For those wondering where I was during Wrestlemania, that's for me to know. Nearly a month ago, I called out a certain Phenom....about a match, now either his secretary couldn't get off of her knees and relay the message, but he had a match with Jericho so he must have been busy...or the little house whore was too afraid to actually tell him the message. Apparently, for the last year, This man known as 'The Undertaker" has taken control of the company and gets pleasure out of beating people up, ruining pay per views and ending careers. He also had the gall to reinvent the Ministry for the 1000th time and preached to the world about fairness and his way of darkness. Here's the real truth of the matter, while Undertaker was playing Dungeons and Dragons with his company....I was wrestling, getting the crap kicked out of me and making each and every one of these fans get their monies worth. Undertaker, you call yourself the Prince of Darkness, the Lord of Nightmares, the Chaser of Souls...the only thing you've been for the last year is nothing more than a stand in for the next Twilight Movie. Who would have thought Satan incarnate sat behind a desk, answering phone calls and can't even win a tournament that he rigged himself to win. No Undertaker....the only thing you've done over the past twelve months...is make the most feared, revered and respected man that you used to be, into nothing more than just a gothic whiney bitch. After our match at Supercard, you may have left the winner....but you also left your balls. Now that I have your attention, Phenom, Undertaker, whatever you want to call yourself this week, I want your ass at Supercard one more time. This time there won't be any interferences because lord knows your little cronies would love to taste my bat across their lips, oh no, I'm calling you out in the one match you made famous, the one match you innovated, the one match you call yourself a god in....Hell In A Cell. If I have to start breaking legs on your roster Deadman, don't think I won't. But I don't want the business man, the booker, the owner, the corporate Undertaker, I dont' want some left over shell of afterbirth that you call yourself now, I want, The Phenom, The Deadman, he who walks in the shadows and strikes fear in the hearts of his opponents, I want....THE....Undertaker! And just in case you have a problem finding me or trying to contact me....all you have to do....is look......up. In fact...better yet, why not grow some balls..and show up..next week."
Sting would drop the mic down, staring into the hard camera with a determined look upon his face. He was dead serious and wanted an answer, lord only knew if Taker didn't answer what Sting's next move was, one thing was for certain, if you were a part of WWF OR NWA, your life was on the line in Sting's waiting eyes as the show would fade to black.
Week 2
Niitro opens up with GM DM in his office, scratching his head as there was a HUGE buzz that tonight it was going to be a co-branded show, some were calling it NWF, his eyes looked up as he would hear the door open, standing before him, The Heart Break Kid, Shawn Michaels
"Shawn....you're early, usually you like to make an entrance, I got your call last week and, well, what did you want to talk about?"
"I'm not here for an entrance or anything to do with Supercard. I am here because I don't want to see what happened to the WWF happen here. Sting invited Taker...well he's on his way" the crowd pops loudly "but he's not coming to accept Sting's challenge. He's coming to 'expand'. You saw ROH last week yes? Joe wasn't lying. His egomania no longer is confined to the WWF, he feels he has everything under contro, and has done it all there. He wants the buisness, he sees everyone as a threat. And obviously you are the prime target..." Shawn lowers his head as he allows it to sink in."I like you, I like what you have done here. I loved the NWA as a kid and to see it back!...well yeah, as soon as I heard this I came."
"Expand? He plans on wiping all of us out like Vince McMahon, and god knows we don't need another one of him running around."
"Its Vince meets the devil" Shawn shakes his head "a 6 foot tall, 19 and 0 Vince Mcmahon. Look I don't care about much these days, hell I gave up on taking the WWF back cause its full or short sighted kids. But you have a chance to cut out the cancer before it can infect you too."
"Problem is Shawn....right now we kind have lost all control. NWA is battling Japan and Camp Jarrett and I just don't think I can rally enough troops to fight against him....he's a smart bastard attacking when we can't defend ourselves"
"Yeah i've seen. And if what Joe told Orton is the case...he may use that to. Just have security. Lots of them."
"Hahaha security? Really? I highly doubt security can stop Taker and his army....unless of course you brought some help with you?"
"Just me and A...just me. And I ain't planning on sticking around. The rest of the boys are down south for Raw. And I have run myself ragged trying to save one company, I can't do two" he sticks out his hand "good luck."
DM sighed gently, reaching his hand out and shook the palm of HBK, knowing he was on his own as Shawn turned to leave, staring into the waiting eyes of one John Morrison. He looked like hell but removed his glasses out of respect for HBK, giving him but a small look and spoke.
"Look...don't tell the rest of the boys this, but right now we're just as banged up as you are Shawn, I know you're sore over your Wrestlemania match...but hear me out. You know Taker is coming and you alone don't have the power to stop him.....why not.....team up with the Shamen of Sexy and his band of Mofo's for one night and make sure he put him in his place. Besides...you might even get a chance to......stick it to him before your big match in a month."
Shawn raises his head with interest "Hmm. Well see the problem 'Jomo'" He shifts and then looks right up, eye to eye with Morrison "is that you're more interested in beating ol HBK right now."
He looked right back at him not daring to stand down not wanting to fuel HBK's temper "Look at it like this Shawn...if Taker does get control of the NWA, he might just...cancel our match and put on a gothic party and play said emo music, so why not, for the better and sake of all these fans.....here on Monday Nitro...and all over the world, for one night only, side with us...and help beat him back to the grave where his dead ass belongs"
Shawn narrows his eyes, simply staring for a moment as he look to be thinking it over "we'll see." With that he walks out of frame leaving Morrison looking after him.
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"Welcome to Monday Nitro and tension is real high tonight, Sting set out a challenge and Taker accepted and lord knows what's going to happen when and if he shows up tonight."
"Yeah well if he does our boys are ready for him and we'll show him a thing or two."
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Holy crap, the show was opening up with John Cena? Wasn't he fired? It didn't matter as he stood in the ring with a mic in hand.
"Well, as much as I wish I was coming out here to greet all you fans with good news...unforntunately....as Jarrett said last week...I lost...and my career here in the NWA...is over. I know...it sucks, but I'm going to make this as painless as possible, tonight is my last night here on Monday Nitro and I just came out here to say, no matter where I end up here in the next month or so I thank each and everyone of you for believing in me and sticking with me. If I end up in ROH, WWF or back here after the draft at least i know I'm-"
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"Sorry Cena but your time is up, you had your match, you blew it, now, get the hell out of my ring. You're washed up, you're done, it's over, your career is OVER."
"But...Jarrett..."
"That's MR. Jarrett to you boy. Now Get Out of My Ring....NOW!"
Cena had no battle against Jarrett as he would sigh, placing the mic down and started to walk, picking him and hit him with an FU right in the center of the ring, kicking him out of the ring and picked up the mic.
"As I was trying to say, even though I'm gone from the NWA...I'm Still....In.......G.....1! Which means! If I win, I get my title shot and I"m BACK IN THIS BITCH! You may have won the battle, but Jarrett, you are losing this war."
He threw the mic at Jarrett, seeming to have a trump card as he rolled out of the ring, high fiving the fans and rose his hands up, getting the last laugh on Jarrett as he just grit his teeth. Cameras would cut to the back as we saw World Champion Evan Bourne coming in, getting stopped by Lord Alfred Hayes.
"Mr. Bourne, real quick, what are your thoughts about what the Miz said last week on Raw?"
"Who?"
"The Miz...he made sport of you last week on Raw."
"Miz....you mean the tough enough reject? Sure....if he wants a match with me or something I'm game, I just hope that when I beat him he doesn't go back to being a low card jobber and actually does something with his career."
Bourne was not in the mood for games and he went into his dressing room, closing the door behind. The opening contest would see The Anti-Angel Serena going one on one with Lita. Both of these women would fight on for a solid twenty minutes until Lita started to get the upper hand, tossing Serena to the floor, going after her though Serena bashed her over the head and rammed her into the stairs, grabbing a beer bottle from a fan and bashed it over her skull, the ref ringing the bell. Serena tossed her into the ring, grabbing a steel chair and started to beat upon her, the ref trying to stop her and took a chair over the head. Serena cracking it over Lita's skull, climbing the top rope and dropped an elbow with the chair, smashing it over her face. Serena rose the chair up for the coup degras when the chair was pulled out of her palm, Natyla swinging for the fences as Serena rolled out of the ring, running up the ramp and smirked, Nattie attending to Lita as she gave Serena an evil look, Nitro going to commercial.
The 1997 G1 Climax was a 14-man single-elimination tournament, with Kensuke Sasaki and Buff Bagwell receiving byes to the quarterfinals. The tournament was held from August 1 to August 3. In the end Hiroshi Tenzan attempted to make his teacher Keiji Mutoh proud though lost to Kensuke Sasaki via pinfall. In 98', the tournment saw 16 men and in the finals it was Kazuo Yamazaki, the heavy favorite losing to Shinya Hashimoto via pinfall. The G1 Climax Tournament-
Nitro came back from commercial as the next match was underway with it being John Morrison going one on one with William Regal in a close 15 minute battle with Morrison able to catch the win though his victory was cut a little bit short with his audio cutting out and the lights flickering, Morrison leaving ringside.
Cameras quickly cut to the back as Rising Sun Dynasty found another victim, beating the hell out of Drew McIntyre whom was trying to fight back but the numbers game was too much, placing a trash can over his head and started to beat the hell out of him with kendo sticks, Chono hitting a Yakuza kick, sending Drew down a flight of stairs and left him to lay, another victim laid out.
The next match on the card after that would see Dean Malenko go one on one with....Ricky Steamboat whom had nervous eyes. Dean would talk a little bit of trash, more so about last week as the match was on, these two men having an in ring classic for 25 minutes, Steamboat nearly tapping to the Cloverleaf but was able to fight out and take Malenko out with a Northern Light Suplex. Steamboat rose, extending his palm as Malenko just looked at it, shaking it slightly and walked off, Steamboat wiping his brow some and looked up, seeing the lights flickering once again and heard a loud 'bong', leaving the ring as Nitro would cut to commercial.
We come back as DM stands in the middle of the ring, already nervous at the fact that Taker was in the building though at least he had.......a nice announcement for a change
"Ahem...Ladies and Gentleman, may I present to you one of the men whom will showcase at SuperCard, Currently World Wrestling Federation Champion...AJ Styles"
AJ comes out to a mixed, mostly very positive reaction. Obviously there was crossover. Styles unhooks the belt from his waist and holds it high as he does his siniture pose at both sides of the ring, then turns and politely shakes DM's hand, taking the mic.
"Thanks DM. And don't worry. I will be here" he nods as DM as he leaves the ring "whats up Nitro! I'm glad I can stand here in this ring and prove that the WWF still had great wrestlers, still had decent men. Still has Champions!" The crowd cheers "and indeed as I said I promise to be the best damn WWF Champion ever and that means being an ambassador for the WWF. I hope I don't disapoint, cause I am new to this big time thing. Anyway..."
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Slowly CM Punk, still wearing battle scars from his cage match against Evan Bourne would come out, getting a.......reaction from the crowd, demanding a mic as he entered the ring, looking at AJ from afar.
"Hold on let me rub my eyes for a moment, first we have a cruiserweight at our champion and then we get a TNA reject as world champion...next thing you'll tell me is that Miz will end Taker's streak. So.....A..J....Styles...the man that said he woudl face.....anybody...is that right? Now..unless the draft is in effect, you're in the wrong building because this isn't Monday Night Raw.....it's the CM Punk Show and for all those wondering....the last time this company had a hold of you....we traded you off faster than Tokyo fleeing for their lives last week"
AJ's mouth drops open at the comment "Dude! Punk! What the hell is your problem?"
"You want to know why my problem is? My problem is guys like you coming on to MY show wearing a title that is worth about as much as a justin bieber CD. My problem is not just with you but with EVERYONE that actually thinks they're better than CM Punk, the greatest World Champion to ever grace god's green earth. If that doesn't sink in enough for ya, let me explain it in a language you can understand..since you're from georgia and the only thing good about georgia is it harbors criminals.....You want a match at Super Card......you got it."
Aj's face boils over with rage "This title is worth more to me than anything in the World!" H holds it up "I worked all my career to get it and I ain't about to do so and then put up with a pompus dick like you! You think you are better than everyone else! You didn't look so good when you were a mid card WWE Champion! You didn't look so good when just about everyone in the main event scence beat your ass! You didn't look so hot infact when your Cookie Monster ass as champion lost more ratings to the RAW than the Chicargo Bears lost games!"
"Oh I'm sorry, I wasn't listening, apparently, just like that other defunct promotion called TNA...and anything that comes from it...when it's on...no one listens."
"You want a match at Supercard Punk! You got it! And you know what I am going to do? I am going do the unpresidented. I am going to put my title on the line! You think you are a better world champion? Prove it! Become ours! But first you got to go through me. And..." he reels back "here's a preview."
With that AJ blasts with with a hard shot, dropping the title and beating him with both fists across the ring and the extra security run into the ring...
As security would scramble to break them apart, AJ pulled to the stage as CM Punk rose up, holding his jaw and picked up the mic
"You better sleep with that title AJ because when I get a hold of your ass, your title reign, won't just Go To Sleep....it'll be, just like everything else in Atlanta Georgia....Dead."
AJ was being helped back, Punk just spitting towards him ready for a fight right now as we again cut to the back as Rising Sun Dynasty was beating up yet another member of the NWA though this time they set their sights high as it was Andre the Giant. He was fighting them off the best he could, his size and strength obviously a factor as they slowly started to beat upon, Chono hitting him over the head with a Yakuza Kick, making him wobbly as they started to finish him off with kendosticks, Chono telling them to set him up as they held him...the sound of a car being reved in the background. Within a moment or two Chono drove right into Andre, running him over and pulled out of the car, surveying the damage as he would order his troops out, if anything, Chono's Gang was ready for ANYONE that came on 'his' show tonight.
Fans were in shock but we still had a show to do as the next match on the card would see an already in the ring CM Punk going one on one with Perry Saturn. Punk was in no mood it seemed as he took his aggression out on Saturn, defeating him in ten minutes, hitting another GTS on top of the one he gave him to win the match, yelling into the camera that he was ready for The Deadman, hearing a roar of thunder rip as he rolled his eyes, heading to the back, however when he did he would bump right into Jeff Hardy, seeming to have some words with him.
"Oh look it's the fearless leader taking my place last week and got his ass kicked, learn your place Jeffro and get back in line."
"Hey hold up man, no one elected you the leader and last time I checked leaders don't take own their own troops for gold."
"Listen here Hardy, I'm in no mood tonight to be fucked with, I admitted that Evan Bourne was the superior wrestler at Clash of the Champions but in no way does that dethrone me from leading team NWA to the promise land and with, The Deadman showing up here tonight I'm going to beat his dead ass into the ground. Now if you'll excuse me, I have some business to attend to...I have to go prepare....for a.....tournament."
Punk would walk off as Hardy just shook his head, hearing his entrance music as he was next up for the evening, not knowing whom he was going to face that night though it turned out to be the man they called Vader. Hardy would have to try his best against this big beast whom wasn't in the best of moods due to last week. Vader literally tossed him around like a ragged doll and Hardy did his best to fight back, able to outsmart the big man and catch a victory via countout, only seeming to make the big man angrier, Hardy avoiding any aftermath as he would back peddal, turning around and it was announced that he....was also entered...in G1 as he grinned, heading to the back.
Cameras would catch up with Cody Rhodes whom had a gym bag with him, on his cell phone saying something about 'they're here' and smirked, heading into his private dressing room, closing the door behind him.
We still had a show to finish up as Ted DiBiase Jr. came down to the ring, handing the ring hand a fifty to take his sports coat to the back as he prepared for his match, stretching out though didn't quite expect to see Keiji Mutoh come down to the ring. DiBiase would smirk towards him, offering him some money as Mutoh looked at it, tossing it aside and wanted a fight. DiBiase would do just that, attempting to fight him but his attempt only lasted a futile five minutes as Keiji finished him off with the Shining Wizard, fans still chanting Muta though Keiji was able to ignore it, rolling out of the ring and headed to the back as we cut to commercial prior to the main event of the evening.
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Evan Bourne came down to the ring, getting a loud reception, taking a mic as he would look out, having an answer alright.
"With all the pandamonium going around here I think we forgot we still have a World Champion. I'll make this short and sweet...Miz, you're taking trash about me, you want a take a shot from the other end of the pond at me, how about this, you bring your reality tv ass to Supercard and I'll kick it back to MTV where it belongs. I didn't need to fail Tough Enough to get my spot, I took it. Now, for the other one whom called me out..Jeff Jarrett. Jeff...I'm no John Cena, I'm no Ricky Steamboat, I'm no CM Punk and I'm no Ric Flair, fighting me is a whole other ballgame and if you want a shot at my title, why not? After I beat you, this inter locker room war, will be...over."
Bourne was ready for a fight as he would square off against Justin Gabriel, a Champion vs. Champion match, both of them shaking hands prior to the match. Both of these two had perhaps the best match on the card as Bourne and Gabriel had a little bit of wrestling, cruiserweight wrestling and submission style, having a solid 30 minute match, thank god Nitro was pulling a 3 Hour Show. In the end it was Evan Bourne with a Japanesse Rolling Clutch Pin that scored the win, getting the victory and rose up, claiming his title, turning around as Gabriel held his title, both of them clacking them together like glasses and rose their hands up, respecting each other as they left the ring together, the lights starting to flicker a bit more now and then cut completely out for good, the feed on the television even starting to fuzz out.
Fans stayed in the dark completely for close to two minutes, the broadcast booth barely able to even get a word in since everything seemed to cut off at once, something was going on and it made a lot of the fans uneasy.
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The fans lost their shit doing backflips and cartwheels as the familar music played.....then changed to Cody Rhodes Theme as Cody started to trail down to the ring, entering and did Rock like poses, the crowd obviously pissed though the smart ones laughing their assess off as he grabbed a mic.
"Finally.............The Rhodes HAS COME BACK TO THE NWA!!!!! That no good promotion Dragonsgate couldn't keep up with their pay per view buys so they fired my ass and now I make crap movies for retarted children! But fear not because the Draft is just....a few weeks away and just maybe...just maybe you'll see the Movie Makin', promise breakin', overrated, talent raided, check cuttin', wrestling runnin', can't cut a promo to save my life so I ran out on my own wife, stuck on an indy fed because my career is forever dead, overpaid and under fucked because I absolutely suck, nothing more than just a two dollar jock, People's Champ The Rock! Did you actually think, that The I was going to show up here and grace you people with my presence, did you actually think that I give a rats ass about what you people want, do you actually think that I give a damn? Well...It DOES MATTER WHAT YOU THINK BECAUSE YOU PEOPLE PAY MY ELECTRIC BILL! What I'm going to do at SuperCard is turn that som bitch side ways, shine it up real good and stick it straight up my candy ass! And don't even get me started on my opponents at SuperCard-"
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Now the fans lost their shit completely until it was revealed that it was Stone Cold Steve...Dustin as he entered the ring, bobbing his head and hit all four corners, taking a mic.
"Excuse me Son but I think you forgot something and that's that Stone Cold Steve Dustin is going to march his ass to Super Card, bob his head like a crack hungry black man, raise the middle finger, hit a stone cold stunner on himself and stomp a mudhole in my ass and walk it dry. I'm gonna open up a can of whoop ass, eat it myself and procede to beat myself up and down the arena and give these fans the biggest show in the world, and that's the Bottom Line because my wife beatin' ass said so."
Rhodes would then reach into his gym bag a bit.
"I know I said I'd have all three of them here but we couldn't find anyone to play Mankind. Do any of you fans want to play him? It's real easy, all you do is sit in a corner and act like a molested three year old that recites Dr. Suess books. No? Well no matter, it's not like anyone really cares about him anyway but you know what you people do care about? This...100 Ways to Dashing by me, Cody Rhodes which you can get at the shopzone for 4.99 and at all available newstands. Dustin, you served your purpose tonight, please leave the ring, I have some business to attend to."
Rhodes would get out of the Rock gear and would pull the mic to his lips, grinning to himself.
"Now that I have your attention, did I mention last week that I"m not on Supercard? Well...nothing's changed so....this week since 'The Undertaker' is supposed to show up I figure I help promote his show, Monday Night Raw and give away what happens. Ahem....Taker comes out and bitches that his marylin manson CD doesn't work anymore, Miz runs around doing cartwheels for retards because he's awesome, Mr. Anderson gets injured, Liger swims to Japan and helps rescue a kitten which later becomes Tiger Mask V, Taker comes out again arguing that his laundry isn't done and sends Foley out for ice cream, Oh here's a good one, Macho Man spins around in the ring and gets dizzy, Undertaker segment again and he's really angry that his grey roots are showing, main event of the evening, yes this is true people I'm not making this up, you'd have to be a comedic genius to make this up, your main event of the evening, Daffney rolls around in gummie bears while Mankind performs fellatio on Taker....wow.....well...let me get my IPhone out and see what's going on in ROH.....Hmm....still buffering.....well....so much for that...again, reason why you should ALWAYS tune into NWA, better known as the Cody Rhodes Show where you all can learn how to be Dashing not just to the lovely women in your life but all the soon to be women as well, hit a high school and you'll know what I mean....but anyway, let me just say this, if anyone from "The Ministry of Suckness" Oh wait I forgot it's the...hold on I'm looking it up on wikipedia....if anyone from the "Order of Darkness" wants to show up, go ahead. I've clocked in 100 video game hours and watched star wars 20 times through, I know the weakness of each and everyone of them and if you don't believe me, try me."
*BONG*
The lights cut out leaving the arena in total darkness. The crowd come alive, reacting with a mighty roar that is a combination of boos and excitement. Thunder now starts to crackle as white lights flicker like lighting. When alliumined we can see Cody's terrified face as he turns around. The entrance way and ramp are now filling up with security as they rush around to get in line. Then the Undertaker's music hits.The noise gets louder as the Dominion bursts through the curtain and jumps the guards, beating the shirted security back and down.
"Oh my God They're here! The Dominion is here!" Todd Grisham yells in a combination of exictment and terror.
"And Cody is standing in the ring. Oh my" Ventura adds "Brain? What the?"
I'm getting the *beep* outta here! Screw this!" We hear Henan say and see he throwing down his headset and leaving.
Back on the entrance way the security is all but gone, the army of Darkness having annilated them as expected. Cody now stands in the ring and turns around, running for the opposite side of ring to the chaos...when the lights go out again. The noise then reaches an all time fever picth as when they turn back on, the Undertaker is standing right in Cody's path. Cody's eyes went about as wide as the second coming of Christ as he stepped back "Oh.....my.......god......Uhm....you actually showed up.....I....I have to admit...your entrance in SmackdownvsRaw 2011 was better. Damn....you look PISSED to say the least...but hey, I'm willing to let bygons be bygons.. Here hold on" he went to his gym bag, pulling out a CD "Here....I know you're into bells and thunder and gothic kind of stuff so this CD should bring a smile to your face, it's an old CD but it's good it's from My chemical romance. Oh and hold on" He went back to his bag, bringint it with him.
"I noticed that you're not the easier person to look at in the face so I'm giving you the first in the new line of Rhodes Cosmetic Products" he then would pull out a paper bag that had a smiley drawn on it with holds for the eyes.....and mouth "At least this way when people look at you they can smile...see....I drew a smiley there for you."
Taker reels back and blasts Rhodes threw the paper, right into his face. He then grabs and him and chokeslams him to hell. Taker now stands and turns, grabbing the CD, waiting for Cody to stumble to his feet and then smashes the plastic over his head. Rhodes is blleding as he is then scooped up and dropped with the Tombstone. Some are booing but a lot are cheering in spite of 'Taker as he kicks the lifeless Rhodes to the mat and then throws the bag onto him. He then looks out at the crowd who boos now, placing his hands on his hips and turning towards the ramp. The crowd cheer as some of the NWA locker room have come out now. The Dominion beat some of them back but then Taker has a microphone.
"Pull back! In the ring!" He yells into it.
His forces nod and run, regrouping with their boss in the ring and then using the higher ground to fight all of the incoming wrestlers off, knocking them all off the ring apron and they try to enter the ring. Justin Gabriel manages to kick Hayabusa back and jump to the top rope flying off....right into the glasp of the Undertaker who chokeslams him down hard into the mat. The boos reign down as Taker now gets the mic and speaks again.
"So this is the NWA...hmmm...." he looks around at the carnage "Jeff Jarret. We have little time so I suggest you grab your 'NWE' and get out here."
Within almost a moment Jeff Jarrett along with The Andersons started to come down to the ring, Jarrett had a look that could cut threw strone as he entered the ring, grabbing a mic
"What's Black and White and red all ova? Your ass if you don't start speaking up real quick boy"
Taker raises and eyebrow and gives a lopsided grin.
"Two? You brough two of them?" He grumbles "whatever! Look its simple; You and your Elite of veterans want this company? I can respect that. Bring ALL of your forces out here and help us reinforce this ring before the rest of them get here. I will get this company in name, you can run it as my General Manager. Do what you like with it. Bring back the Golden Age. All I will want is a cut from the profit and understanding that you work for me. I am offering to be my friend. You do not want to be my enemy."
Jarrett would think for a moment, the Anderson's not quite trusting him as Jarrett would give a small signal, the rest of his band starting to come down to the ring being Vader, Mr. Perfect and William Regal, Jarrett turning his head "So let me get this straight, you want the NWA but I'll control it and I can do......whatever I want to it?"
"You can do whatever you like" Taker nods "for all intensive purposes the NWA is yours. You can be a 50 time World Champion."
Jarrett thought about it for a moment, looking to his team then would turn back around "Well...Mr. Taker. being a southern gentleman that I am, at least you're more credible than Hogan and Dixie, you want my help...you got it" he then shook the hand of Undertaker, grinning al lthe while
The boos are litterally defeaning, wrestling never knew this ype of hate as the two most hated men of both shows shake hands. Taker now nods with a smile and then watches as Mankind postions the troops, Jarret doing the same with him.
"The offer stands for anyone who want to...defect to the winning side" Taker adds and then drops the mic as the crowd errupt.The reason for which is that the first line of NWA's young blood have arrived. No sign yet of the Japanese. In the ring Jarret and Taker's forces brace for a fight. Hardy, Gabriel, Morrison, Mysterio would storm the ring, sadly they were no match against all of them until the music would hit....
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Amiss everything it seemed that Chono and the Rising Sun Dynasty would enter in fray, still having a fued with Jarrett. The fans went crazy as Rick Steamboat would join in the battle, wanting to get his hands on Taker, Evan Bourne and CM Punk would then flow down, Bourne aiming for Jeff Jarrett whom easily fought them off, the place going absolutetly nuts as more cavalry arrived.
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AJ Styles came in to assist, dispite his words earlier with Punk, hating Taker's guts just as much as anyone elses.
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He didn't leave afterall as HBK actually came from the crowd, nearly getting his hands on Taker though he was tackled down Edge whom pulled him to the floor, Shawn almost biting his face off as he wanted a piece of the deadman.
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"WOOOOO" was heard, Ric Flair busting from the curtain and flew down to the ring with a steel chair, blasting Arn over the head and tackled him to the floor, it was complete chaos....until the lights.....went...........out
Slowly....very slowly, Sting would start to make his way down to the ring, hitting anything...and anyone in his path, it didn't matter if it was Mankind, Evan Bourne, Ric Flair, Daffney, Edge, Vader, he just didn't care, he was mowing down a path just to get into the ring, standing upon the apron and stood tall, Jarrett going face to face with Sting whom blasted him over the head with the bat and tossed him over te top to the floor below, slowly turning his head and gazed into the eyes of the Undertaker. The smoke cleared, the last remaints of life falling as then there was only the Undertaker and Sting. Taker widened his eyes across the ring and time seemed to slow as the two stared across at each other. Taker then gestured with his hand and said "come on."
But was surprised and confused when Sting picked up two microphone, throwing one to Taker. He then pointed to it with his bat.
Taker reaction in confusion then raised the mic up.
"What? You want me to talk? I told you Sting. I don't care how many pathetic insults you can come up with about me. I will not face you!"
Sting just stood there, staring at him as he would open up his jacket, pulling out his ball bat and pointed it right at Taker then slowly crossed his throat with it, rolling his eyes back, placing it over his shoulder as he broke his silence.
"Riddle me this.....riddle me that....Who's afraid of the big......black.....bat?" he would display the ball bat, his weapon of defiance as he spoke once again "You want this company Taker....the company I created......lets see you take it from me"
"Make the first move...Riddler...or is it Joker? Well come over here and I will make you as dead as him" Taker sneers.
Sting took one step forward and to show that he ment business, he placed the bat down making a line, daring him to cross it, smirking at him.
"You know what's funny Taker, it seems like we've done this before, it's almost out of a comic isn't it? I'm going to cut right to the chase......Yes.......Or No?"
"No. You have nothing and want" he shakes his head.
"I have the one thing....that you don't have Taker.......Me." the crowd would gasp out alittle bit "You beat me.....I property of the WWF"
Taker would raise his head in interest now.
"You would join my Dominion? Follow my Orders?...Help me take this company."
Sting would smirk, he got him right where he wanted him.
"Not only will I help you.....I'll personally give you the keys to this company and help you destroy Shawn Michaels"
"Hmmm. And if you win?"
Sting would smirk at him, thinking for just a moment, looking around and heard the fans, those that knew had an idea and the rest called for it.....
"If I win Taker......you're done. Your power in the WWF.....is....gone. But of course...the big....bad...Undertaker isn't afraid of....actually losing a match is he?"
"I..." he lowers his head "tempting but..." his common sense is impaired as he looks at Sting, almost salvating over him and what he could do with him as an ally "Hell in the cell was it?"
He paces forward now, head in his hand as he thinks it over. On the outside now all have gotten up, stopped fighting and are simply watching. AJ Styles, Shawn Michaels and Mankind are all show wide eyed.
"No!" Mankind yells.
"I beat him one Foley!" Taker snaps back and turns to face him, holding out his hand "you have a deal! Shake on it?"
Sting would move slowly forward now, reaching for the hand and grabbing it. Taker with then smile and swing for him, but Sting would duck underneath that, turn Taker and blast him with the baseball bat to a huge roar! Sting they roared out and clotheslined him out of the ring for good measure, Sting standing alone in the ring with a grin upon his face, he got the match he wanted and now it was only a matter of time until these two warriors would clash for the final time as Sting stood tall in the ring as the show would fade to black.
