From the Vault: Old Promos

El Luchadore Grande

Originally Posted by Lucha Grande

His eyes adjust to the light as he hears his name lightly in the air. He still has not made anything out, as his eye lids open and close. He tries to knock the cobwebs, as the voice gets closer. He can only hear Grande, and not the first part. The voice is a very low slow voice, sounds very old in his ears. As more of the cobwebs clear out he can hear the voice clearer, and the big Luchardore realizes that it’s Chavotio. As El Luchadore Grande opens his eyes fully he sees Chavito still coming towards him, just screaming Grande Grande Grande. Before he can reach the big wrestler, he is talking very fast. Luchadore has to adjust his mask as it slipped to the left side of his face while he was sleeping. He starts making out Chavoito’s Spanish, and it’s clearer to him what the old man is saying.

Chavo: –We just got our big break Grande, I just got a phone call from the GM of High Voltage, and you are getting a title shot!!! They want you to challenge for the AMLL Championship. And get this you get to face CJ Franchise. This could be a huge step for you. The Mexican fans have been clamoring for you in the CWA, and they want to try and give you the shot, the only thing is that you have to perform, and defeat the Franchise to get the title. Grande, I think you can do it!!!-

El Luchadore Grande’s eyes light up as he places his left hand over his right wrist just thinking about the possibitlies, and If he should accept such a huge task. He looks over his bed post, and grabs his long blue cape, and puts it on as he walks towards Chavoito.

Grande: –Chavoito I do agree with you that this is a huge opportunity for me, and my Mexican fans, but you know I just don’t want to hurt this CJ Franchise. I have heard great things about him, and I would hate to do something to ruin his career. He is an established superstar here in the CWA, and if I do something like I did in Mexico I could be hated. –

Chavoito: Grande, my old friend you cannot worry about stuff like that. This is the chance for you first championship match. This is your chance to put the people of Mexico on your back, and give them some hope. I know you can do it, because you are the best Grande. No one can beat you. Each time you go the ring, and perform you lose, because you are afraid to use that strength that god gave you. What happened in Mexico was a fluke Lucha, don’t let that haunt you!-

Grande: But Chavoito you don’t understand. When I go to sleep the darkness brings out nightmares. I have to sleep with a light on, and most of the time I do not get sleep at all. Last night was the first time I could get sleep. All I think about is the young man’s broken body in my arms after I delivered my power bomb. The family of the young kid, I do not see why the people of Mexico see me as a hero. I am a disgrace.

Chavoito: We decided to come to America for a chance, for a change of scenery, and so far you have wasted your opportunity. You have let people defeat you that should have never even laid a finger on the Luchadore Grande. You are the best in the world, you have to believe in it, and we our first chance to defeat an established superstar here in the CWA. Do you understand the money you could make? Think of the money you could send to your mom, the pride that will overflow her when you bring home the AMLL title belt. –

Grande: -Chavoito CJ Franchise is ranked number 3 in the X-Fly division. He is really really good, how about if I do try, and he still defeats me. I do not want the nightmares to continue. If I do something I could really hurt him.-

You can see Chavoito thinking of another line of attack for his huge friend. He ponders what he will say for a couple of seconds, and then just as nothing happens he turns the conversation to another point.

Chavoito: -Lucha, CJ Franchise has been talking about your mother back home. Chavoito knows he is playing a dangerous game as he has never heard any talk from CJ Franchise. He has been going on Mexico radio and television, and talking about how his mother raised a little puppy dog, and asking if you are still living and sucking on your mom’s breast. He has been over the television going crazy about how he is going to defeat you, and you will have no chance.-

You see Lucha’s eyes start to turn red, and anger starts to build up inside of him. Chavoito continues with his ploy, seeing that it is working, but Chavoito steps back, because he sees that Lucha is about to use his strength on something, and he doesn’t want to be part of the wreckage.

Chavoito: -Lucha, he is saying that your mom was a whore, and that you were born, because your mom was out in the streets of Mexico working for money. He has been saying you do not know who your father is. I do not think you want him to be talking like that, especially about your mother, Grande, we have to make CJ Franchise pay.-

All of a sudden El Luchadore Grande’s playful style turns into all out anger, a table is in front of him, and instead of walking around the table, he raises his arms over his head, and then he places a double sledge on top of the table, and the table shatters in thousands of pieces as if it was wet paper. El Luchadore lets out a huge might roar, and Chavoito steps back even more. El Luchadore Grande then turns around and he sees a barstool sitting there, he picks it up as if it was a paperclip, and hurls it through the living room, and it crashes through a Mexican style tv, where there is a huge TV placed in wood, but a television that works on top. The stool goes through the bottom TV exploding the glass in millions of pieces. Chavoito places his hands up to try and calm down the huge luchadore. El Luchadore Grande comes back to reality and realizes what he has done. He then goes down to his knees, and he starts to sob Chavoito’s name. Chavoito comes close to the big Luchadore, and
throws his arms around the man’s shoulder.

Chavoito: –Lucha do not destroy the house, please just remember who you are after. Remember who said that, and let your rage go upon CJ Franchise. Do not hold back! Bring the AMLL title to me, and we will party together. Lucha this will be your finest hour.-

The camera closes as you hear El Luchadore Grande sob CJ Franchise’s name. As the camera closes you see Chavoito console the young man, but then you see a wry smile come from the handler.

FTK

Originally Posted by StylesofPunk

*We go to a shot of the playboy mansion where FTK is at*

Nero: As you all might know by now that FTK has been chosen by Hue Hefner himself to do a celebrity photoshoot. Anna here will be getting pictures done for Playboy but I get to be the photographer.

Anna: That is right hun but this isnt about my playboy shoot this is about our upcoming match at Redemption

Nero: Oh yes Anna we have a tag team turmoil match and it is to be #1 contenders. for the Tag Team Titles. Anna and myself are a threat just like everyone else in this match. Problem Solver last week got eliminated and that shows the destruction FTK is willing to cause to get what we want. Finally CWA has given the fans what they wanted. They finally realized that FTK is the biggest thing going in CWA.

Anna: Yep and dont underestimate me. All the guys underestimate me because Im a girl and FTK is a intergender tag team but look so far Sunshine States Finest and Problem Solver both have realized you dont take me lightly because I will make your life a living hell.

Nero: Yes hun that is true after Victor wins tonight and after we go in there and steal the show and get into the spotlight. Now you people wonder who the newest additions to CWA are and there names are Victor Thompson and Vikki Venom. The next question we are getting is are we going to go beat their ass for stealing our gimmick and that is a no. They did not steal our gimmick we looked far and hard to another team who are close to being as cute as the cutest couple on television. Victor and Vikki will be our eyes and ears over on Adrenaline Rush. They will fight like we do and FTK will reign supreme on both shows.

*Hue Hefner comes out on the deck and tells FTK that everything is ready*

FTK: See you at Redemption.

*While Nero is looking into the crowd Anna turns and takes off her robe to right above her ass and she turns her head and smiles*

Mr. Willis

Originally Posted by Mr. Willis

Mr. Willis in
I Stand Alone In The Valley of Death

"The One" by Slaughterhouse plays throughout the arena and the 2010 CWA Ruler of the Ring walks right out as Mr. Willis stands on top of the CWA High Voltage entrance ramp. Willis looks around as he eyes pans the crowd that chant his name "WILLIS!!!!". Mr. Willis just takes it in with the fans chanting his name as Mr. Willis reaches his hand in the air as the microphone falls from the sky and lands right inside the palm of Mr. Willis hand. He holds the microphone in his hand as he looks around before beginning to speak.

Mr. Willis: I will be the first to tell you that Mr. Willis isn't having such a good couple of weeks. First losing to "The Natural" Steve Osborn on the last High Voltage and losing to Mr. Showtime at Redemption pay per view really has Mr. Willis down on his luck for the moment. Mr. Willis is on a little slump but now this is the time where I announce that this little slump is behind me as Mr. Sports Entertainment is going back what he does best and that is breaking necks and cashing checks.

The fans cut off Willis with a "Sports Entertainment" chant as Willis smirks for a quick second as he just points around at the arena that fills with the Mr. Willis fans which Willis now proclaims them "Entertainment Seekers".

Mr. Willis: Now I promise to my millions and millions of my Entertainment Seekers that Mr. Willis the man you support will get his shit together I promise you that. Mr. Willis is back on focus and that is a fact jack, I know that I seem not on track with my wrestling agenda as of late but like I previously stated. My elbows will hurt 2x as hard as a normal elbow, my body slams will hurt 3x as normal body slam. When I swing to knock a chumps jaw off my punch will hurt 4x of a normal bitch as jab punch. Now when I lock in the Turn Kings To Pawns on an opponent I will be looking to do nothing but break his back in half. When I drop these terrible excuse for athletes and professional wrestlers with the D.T.E I will be doing it not only for the three count but to make sure that the person doesn't get back up.

Mr. Willis pauses for a quick second as you can hear chatter from inside the audience of the High Voltage event. Mr. Willis quickly smirks as he puts the microphone back to speaking position.

Mr. Willis: Now, my Entertainment Seekers Mr. Willis has a tag match against two members of Submission Coalition. I am facing the two wrestlers that gave me the taste of defeat in my last two bouts. Steve Osborn and Mr. Showtime and here is my chance to redeem myself and take my name out of the dirt as losing to these two put my name in my situation. Now the situation my Entertainment Seekers is that I need a partner, I can't ask Roberto as he is still recovering from his brutal and bloody match against Rich Stone where he took back the CWA Heavyweight Title. So I can't ask him to be my partner so now Mr. Willis is on a hunt to find himself a partner. I been looking at the High Voltage roster, and I see nothing as I will go down the potential partner list for you guys and hell you fans can help me weave through it.

Mr. Willis looks behind him and up at the entrance screen as he points to it and this image appears.

Mr. Willis: The WALL!!!! This big tall and brainless jackass will be a great partner as he will just be hired muscle. If he just turn off his brain .... what I am saying this guy has no brain. WAIT!!!!!!!!! This big for nothing, no talent and future best in endeavor in the making is not good enough to team up with "Mr. Sports Entertainment" he doesn't have what it takes to team up and have the back of a future legend like myself so NEXT!!!!

The fans get excited as Mr. Willis is just plan jamming on all cylinders on this promo and the Entertainment Seekers are on the edge of his seat. Willis is slightly cracking up as he turns around and points to the entrance screen again and this image appears.

Mr. Willis: OH YEAH!!!! Roderick Kyle, this guy right here is all skill ...... WAIT!!!!!! Does Roderick Kyle still work here? Wasn't he fired or released two weeks ago or something? Can I please get a active roster page or something I mean this suck-fest of wrestlers like Wall and Roderick Kyle should be on Adrenaline Rush if they are going to take up space because hell 95% of the Adrenaline Rush roster take up space in CWA. I need a damn reliable partner who can keep up move for move with me in that ring.

Mr. Willis points to the ring as he makes that statement. Mr. Willis cracks up some more as he pretty much proves that no one on this roster has the talent to team up with him. Mr. Willis really believes he is the greatest thing since slice bread. Willis has very high standards when it comes to a tag partner and well he isn't be shy about it.

Mr. Willis: I mean no one on the High Voltage roster that are here can team up with the likes of me and I will run down the list for you. The Johnsons are OVERRATED!!!, Who hasn't beaten Nero James no matter who he is dating. Clint Sheppard isn't even in my league which is a shame as that dude is about 50. Who the hell is Colton Vice, A Mouthful of Awesome are douche-bags. Dave Hunter is a nobody not even sure why he is still on the roster. I mean I can on and on as there is nobody on this roster that can team up with the likes of me but HEY!!!!! I think I found someone!!!! This person has teamed with EVERYONE!!!! in CWA and I mean this person really REALLY!!!! knows everyone very well. I am of course talking about the one and only.

Mr. Willis with a huge grin on his face points at the Entrance screen as this image appears on it and everyone bursts out in laughter.

Mr. Willis: Yes Victoria Stone, Rich Stone EX!!! World Champ hoar of a wife. Now this chick right here has been all backstage I mean they call her a door nob as everyone gets a turn. She's been on everyone in Submission Coalition. I mean I hear she lets everyone try to make her tap out, she will be a great partner for me as well it seems I am the only one here in CWA who hasn't "teamed up" with her yet and well their is always a first time for everything.

Now on a serious note, I seems I need a partner but hell I will go up against both Osborn and Showtime. If that is a case then Osborn as I talk to you because I know who the leader of the team is. Osborn expect Mr. Willis to be swinging at full force as I look to take you chumps down and out for good. I am ready for war whether I stand alone or I have someone back me up, just expect Mr. Willis to be ready to get down and kick some ass and take some names because the true star in this company says so and his name is ......... (cough).

MISSSTTTTTTERRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!! WILLLLLLLLIS!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mr. Showtime

Originally Posted by Mr Showtime

*We fade into an empty movie theatre. The camera draws closer onto the screen, which is bordered by a big red velvet curtain, then the camera turns to the left to see Mr. Showtime sitting in the middle of a row of seats.*

Showtime: Welcome ladies and gentlemen to Showtime on the aisle. Tonight we are previewing the huge tag team match where I and Steve Osborn face Mr. Willis aaaaand......a partner of his choosing.

Showtime: Yes, as you can tell I'm not at all afraid at what partner Willis will be choosing. In fact, I may already have an idea as to who it is. That's right; being in the movie business like I am...I can spot a lame plot twist from a mile away. And instead of explaining things to you, here's a short film for your enjoyment. So I think it's time to round up...The Unusual Suspects.

*Showtime turns towards the screen, and the camera does the same. Then it fades into...*

Clique Wrestling Alliance Presents

Mr. Showtime
in

The Unusual Suspects

*We fade into a small room. Mr. Showtime and a police officer enter the room.*

Police Officer: Ok sir, now we've provided a lineup for you to go through. Now their faces shall not be revealed, but you can talk to each suspect. Do you have any questions.

*Showtime stands next to the office with his arms folded and a distraught look on his face and dry streams on his cheeks from what looks to be tears.*

Showtime: No...let's just get this over with.

Police Officer: All right.

*The officer pushes down on a PA button in front of him.*

Police Officer: Send in the suspects.

*Four people dressed in orange jumpsuits and paper bags over their heads walk in and stand side-by-side.*

Police Officer: Whenever you're ready sir, take your time.

*Showtime reaches one of his arms out and presses the PA button.*

Showtime: Number One steps forward.

*The first person from the left steps forward.*

Showtime: What is your name please?

#1: Shockwave.

Showtime: Ok, and why would you team up with Mr. Willis?

#1: To see that you and the Submission Coalition are history in CWA.

Showtime: Ok, now Number Two step forward.

*#1 steps back while #2 steps forward.*

Showtime: Ok #2, what is your name?

#2: Steve Ryan.

Showtime: And why would you want to be Willis's partner?

#2: Because I want to finish what I started with Steve Osborn.

Showtime: Ok, now Number Three step forward.

*#2 steps back to where they were, then #3 steps forward.*

Showtime: What is your name Number Three?

#3: Anna.

Showtime: Anna!? Aw hell no it ain't her, Number Four step forward.

*#3 steps back and #4 steps forward.*

Showtime: And who are you Number Four?

#4: Ralph McCoy.

Showtime: And why would you want to team with Mr. Willis?

#4: Because I hate what the Sub Co represents and they don't belong in pro wrestling.

*Showtime takes his hand off the PA button and looks at the officer.*

Showtime: Ok...Number Four is the one.

Police Officer: Very well.

*The officer presses down on the PA button again.*

Police Officer: All, but Number Four a free to leave.

*The other three suspects exit the room while #4 stands against the wall alone. Then it cuts back to the officer and Showtime.*

Police Officer: We'll go ahead and get him into custody.

*The officer exits the room. Showtime goes from a distraught look to his normal self.*

Showtime: You wanna know how I knew? Well...it seemed pretty obvious to me. I mean who else would be dumb enough to say yes to teaming with Mr. Willis? So look no further than the eight second wonder, Ralph McCoy.

*Showtime chuckles to himself.*

Showtime: You wanna know something? His girl told me that being in bed with Ralph lasts eight seconds.

*Showtime busts out in laughter. This lasts for a few more seconds, then he begins to settle down. Showtime is holding his right side.*

Showtime: That is pretty sad; and you know what else is sad, not being able to see Willis's face as a I made him tap in front of the entire world. But not to worry, the entire world saw him tap and it was probably a glorious site to behold. He may have busted my nose, but it was Willis's pride that I shattered at Redemption. Then...as he tries to pick up the pieces from Redemption...his pride will get shattered once again, when he rolls into Kansas City and the Submission Coalition dishes out another beating. A beating almost as bad as when we finally made our debut.

*We cut to a shot of the officer handcuffing #4 and taking them away. Then it cuts back to Showtime.*

Showtime: But let's face it people, there is no beating could ever top that. There is no sequel that could out-do the original. But I think we can make our sequel much like a Godfather Part Two or Empire Strikes back, a home run. Because Willis, I said that you lit a fire in me after you beat me at Hostile Takeover and that fire isn't even close from dying. Beating you at Redemption just added more fuel to it. And now I want to put you out of your misery. Now I'm not saying that it isn't going to last fifteen minutes...I'm saying it's gonna last longer than that. And McCoy...you're gonna regret ever joining up with Willis, because you will realize that this isn't your battle to fight, but it's time for you and Willis to face the music and the worst beating of your life. And whichever one of you I just happen to slap on my finishing submission...then it will be time to...Roll the Credits. Because when I lock that hold in, it's all over, because there's no way to prepare yourselves for...The Five Star Selection?...Naturally Entertaining?...The Three Tap Classic?...No, The Submission Coalition.

*Showtime nods his head.*

Showtime: Curtain Up.

*Showtime stares into the camera as the screen slowly fades to black.*

A Clique Wrestling Alliance Production

Written & Directed By
Mr. Showtime

Steve Osborn

Originally Posted by The Natural

Thunder roars as rain and lightning crash down across the sky in Kansas City. The violent winds do little to cool the summer air and the warm breeze makes the tent flaps whip around wildly. Inside the circus tent, the show continues and the crowd is loud in their approval. Light from inside shines through the exit corridor, where the silhouette of a man grows closer with every second. "The Natural" Steve Osborn steps out into the open and toward the camera. His face is unrecognizable in the darkness, but his voice is unmistakable.

Steve Osborn:
When I was a boy my parents used to bring me to the circus all the time. Even as a boy, I knew I wanted to be an entertainer when I grew up. But entertainment alone wouldn't suffice. It's not that I didn't enjoy the circus. On the contrary, I loved the circus, but I wanted to be a competitor.

I told them I wanted to be a professional wrestler and they laughed. Oh, did they ever laugh. But they continued to take me to the circus. They told me that this is where I would end up if I wanted to be an entertainer. They told me I would be as miserable as the clowns. But father, I would ask, aren't the clowns happy? No, he said, for their smiles are painted on. I never enjoyed the circus again.

A flash of lightning illuminates the area and shows Steve Osborn's angry face momentarily. A second later, he is shrouded in darkness again.

Steve Osborn:
But I came here to remind myself what I learned. You see, I figured it out. I know why the clowns aren't happy. It's because they entertain with their faces covered in paint. Nobody knows who they are, nobody knows who to thank, nobody knows who entertains them. It was then that I decided not only will I entertain, but everyone will know the name Steve Osborn!

I came here tonight to remind myself why I try to be the best each and every night I perform. I came here tonight to remember. But I also came here tonight to remind myself about clowns. A clown is a performer who hides himself. A clown is protected by mystery. A clown's identity is never known. And as such, clowns have safety. They have a bad night - no one needs to know. You just do the make-up differently next time and you're a whole new character. Someone doesn't like your routine? Fine. You go backstage and change into your normal clothes, they have nobody to heckle.

That same level of protection applies to whomever has decided to be Mr. Willis' partner on High Voltage. I don't know who they are, I don't know where to find them. As such, they are safe. But all that is going to change come the night of the show. If whomever feels lucky enough to face the Submission Coalition doesn't do what's best for them and remain behind the curtain, I'm going to go out of my way to make this their final act.

Whoever that clown is, they certainly aren't going to want to share the fate Sub Co has planned for "the 2010 Ruler of the Ring." Because at High Voltage, three taps and a bell ringing to match isn't going to be enough anymore. I need something more substantial. I need Willis' blood. I need bone protruding flesh. I need the flashing lights of an ambulance. I NEED IT ALL.

The Submission Coalition hasn't come here to challenge other factions, set world records, or keep High Voltage the highest rated wrestling show on television today. We have no qualms doing all of those things but it's not WHY we came here. We came to make a statement. We joined together so that our voice would be heard loud and clear. Our collective voice is more voluminous than any crowd could ever be and our clarity will cut through your souls. For some this is just wrestling. For some this is what's on TV Tuesday night. But this is my life. Each and every match is a testament to the goal I've aspired to since I was but a boy. And when they hear my name being announced after I defeat Mr. Willis and his mystery partner, they will remember the name Steve Osborn.

Oh, Mr. Willis... poor Mr. Willis... he made an unfortunate decision when he chose not to join us. I can only hope his health and life insurance have been updated because the Submission Coalition isn't attending a surprise party on Tuesday. We're attending a funeral. And it sure as hell isn't ours. It could be anyone choosing to team with Willis on that night, but quite frankly, it doesn't matter. The outcome will remain the same, and everyone will remember the name... Steve...

The lightning crackles once more and Osborn is illuminated as he turns and heads away from the circus tent without finishing.

FTK

Originally Posted by StylesofPunk

*Nero and Anna sitting in a well light room and it looks like a interview*


Anna: Well tonight Nero you and the crazy wife of yours go against a restaurant and Deported? Depotty? How do you feel about that?

Nero: Well lady I don’t know who I never met before Anna and myself are fighting for these things called Tag Team Titles. Well the thing is in every story we have a protagonist and an antagonist. Well since the crowd is all hot and crazy for them two crazy foreign bastards I guess Anna and myself will have to be the antagonists.

Anna: What will happen if you win tonight?

Nero: Well we will show them two what a real tag team is and we will wear our championships proud. We will finally be able to show CWA who should been the real champions since day 1. FTK should be the greatest tag team and soon it will be known.

Anna: So news around the locker room is that your wife is posing nude for playboy. Is it true?

Nero: Well to put rumors aside yes, yes it is true. I got called by the man himself Hue Hefner to do one of those celebrity couple photo shoots. Like previous men before me, like Dave Navarro, I will be behind the camera taking pictures of my beautiful wife. We are both being paid big for this and gain access to the Playboy Mansion.

Anna: What do you have to say to your wife?

Nero: Well damn since your right in front of me all I got to say is lets go win us some championships and be villains for the night since we have to win over cheers from them two brownies oops I mean well damn I forgot their names anyways that doesn’t matter because tonight we make them famous, cut scene over.

Kyle Crosby

Originally Posted by BenWah

We cut to a shot backstage, Kyle Crosby is ready for his match as Lacey walks up to him.

Lacey: Mr. Crosby, how do you feel about your match tonight? Especially since Steve Ryan is injured, and isn't medically cleared for competition?

Kyle stares blankly at Lacey without responding, as if he doesn't register what she just said. Lacey looks annoyed.

Lacey: Hello? How could you even consider wrestling a man whose career is at stake?

Kyle scratches his chin a bit, as if he's pondering this in his head. A smile creeps across as his face as he leans a little closer to Lacey, the X-Fly title slung over his shoulder.

Kyle Crosby: I feel great Lacey. I just feel great.

He stops abruptly, as if he had more to say, but he doesn't continue. Lacey begins to pout and stamps one of her feet on the floor.

Lacey: What exactly do you feel great about?!

Kyle continues smiling, taking his good old time in responding.

Crosby: About the match of course, that is the first thing you asked.

Lacey rolls her eyes and sighs a little.

Lacey: Well why exactly do you feel so great?

Kyle glances down at the X-Fly title, then looks back at Lacey.

Crosby: Well let's see now little miss sour puss, I did beat three other men at Redemption to become the new X-Fly champion. Just think about that a moment, alow the thought to enter your ears and penitrate your puny little brain. Let it soak in a bit. Before you confuse yourself or hurt your brain, allow me to emphasize the importance. Joey Nicholas and Steve Osborn once held this title, the same title that I now hold. It's true, Steve Ryan did beat Osborn...but oh wait that's right, I BEAT HIM THEN!

Kyle starts laughing frantically. It takes a moment for him to calm down.

Lacey:But, but what about his injured ankle? There's no way he could possibly beat you.

Crosby: That's the beauty of it, I DON'T CARE. Do you read my website Lacey? Well, apparently Steve Ryan does. I knew he would be emotional and liable to do something stupid. So I put an open invitation for him to try and win back this title knowing damn well he'd be stupid enough to accept!

Lacey: So you planned for this?! You actually want to injure him further?

Crosby: Why not? There will be someone to take his place, there always is. I told everyone the era of the Cobra was here, at least Steve Ryan has accepted this. Time for Dr. Crosby to administer another lethal dose of that Canadian venom!

Kyle walks away and the scene fades to black.

Nero James

Rich Stone

Originally Posted by Franchise Tag

Venice, Italy- 11:00 PM

The scene open up on a gondola in the Venetian Lagoon. The area is dark but you are able to make out a candle that is dimly lighting the boat. There are two people on the gondola on is obviously the operator, while the other person is standing on the edge of it looking out ahead. The camera focuses on the man at the end of the gondola who is still looking outward with his hands behind his back.

Rich: I find it amazing how the simplest of things can bring so much joy to people. This gondola ride is perfect for me. Those of you who know me will tell you that I like to be by myself sometimes. I like to kick back and relax and have my time to myself to collect my thoughts. All the other people around me are nothing more than distractions. Don’t get me wrong I love the people I surround myself with. My friends, my trainers, my coaches, my wife, I love them all in their own ways. Yet, when it comes down to it, they aren’t going to be in the ring with me to help me. Like I was saying people are little distractions. They just cloud my mind, and cause nothing but problems for me.

Rich goes from a standing position to a kneeling one. The camera moves to over his right shoulder showing the side of his face. Rich takes his hands from behind his back and puts them on his knees.

Rich: The reason I bring this up is because when I was sitting at home healing my injuries, I figured it all out. The reason I lost my title is because I let myself get weak. I was so worried about making sure Showtime was ready to be a champion one day, I forgot to take care of myself. I got weaker, I got lazier, and pretty much I forgot who I am, and what I am about. Some of you may be saying that’s typical of me to make excuses, and you know what, I can’t argue with that. The standard that I set for myself is so high that I tend to make excuse to better understand, for lack of a better word, what is going on to make me fail at whatever task is at hand at the time. Regardless of what you think of me the fact of the matter remains that I speak the truth. I won that title on my own, not once, but twice, and I don’t need anyone to win it a third time.

I'm a part of a rare breed; I am a part of the few that actually competed on the first Adrenaline Rush that is still active today. I know you people don’t want to hear the history lesson, and I don’t want to tell it again, but the point I am trying to make is that there is a reason I am still here today. Its is plain and simply because I am the BEST there is in this company. When I was sidelines I had my phone blowing up asking when I was coming back. Every interview asked when I was coming back. And it was this company needs me. I cant say more than I need it, but I'm sure it’s a pretty damn close. I look at the new guys in the back, I look them in the eyes as I shake their hands and there are only two things I see. I see admiration, or I see fear. Some of them have fear me because they know that I can make or break their careers. As for the admiration, that one is a bit obvious. It’s a bit humbling seeing that from such young hungry stars, but there are the guys who don’t have that same look. They see me as a peer. Guys like Showtime, Arsen, Pain, even Roberto. We may not agree with each other all the time, but we all know that we are the life blood of CWA. As champions we have earned the right to say that we are CWA.

Rich moves from his squatting position back to a standing one. Rich stretches his legs out from sitting in an uncomfortable position for a long time. Rich dusts off anything that would be on his jeans. He stands on the edge of the gondola adjusting his watch as he continues on.

Rich: With all of that said there is one man who doesn’t look at me in the eyes with any of those emotions I just mentioned. He just looks at me with a cold dead stare of pure anger, the look you give someone when you just genuinely don’t like someone, and that person would be you Kyle. Yes the Canadian Cobra, Kyle Crosby. You have no respect for me, do you Kyle? It’s ok I'm not offended. I have a lot of respect for you however. You got balls kid, you are not shy about what you want, and I can attest to that. You want to be an icon, hell you call yourself an icon, but do you even what an icon is Kyle? An Icon is someone that is held to a higher standard than anything else. Icons are held to a plateau of greatness that is matched by no one. Do you really think that you are on that level Kyle? You think you are on a higher standard than anyone else. I don’t think a couple of mid-card matches put you on that level… yeah I didn’t think so. What have you really done in your career that you can call yourself an icon?

You know even if by some chance you do beat me you think that is going to make you an icon. Granted I am the guy you want to beat to prove yourself worthy, but it’s not good enough. If anything I am the real Icon of CWA. Two time champion and the list barely starts there. I could call myself an icon, but I am not that self-absorbed believe it or not. I'm not trying to bash your self-confidence Kyle I just want you to put things into perspective. You can’t call yourself an icon, when you haven’t done ANYTHING iconic. I'm not telling you to change your name because it is what drives you to be who you are. Just thinking out loud more than anything. But I got a serious question for you Kyle. Why do think it’s a good idea to test me out? Did you think it was going to be easy since I just came off an injury, and I was the biggest star that you could try to take out? The thing you don’t understand is that I'm not easy to beat, and I'm even harder to get rid of. You can ask Roberto yourself he knows that lesson more than anyone.

Rich turns around and sits down at the edge of the gondola.

Rich: Kyle when you face off against me at Hostile Takeover you are going to realize that I am not someone that will easily be taken out. You can’t intimidate me with your “Cobra army.” Didn’t you watch the cartoons? The Joes always win in the end. I want you to bring your best in there because I don’t want any excuses from you. I don’t want to hear the whining that is sure to happen at some point. You really chose the wrong person to try to jump to the top. I know the position that you are in now Kyle. You are hungry, and you can almost taste the spot light. You are so close and you will do anything to get to there. I was there not too long ago Kyle. The difference between your situation and mine is that I never had to go through someone like me, a person who invented that hunger. A person who already did whatever it took to get his title, and a person who will do it a thousand times over if it meant getting that title back one more time.


Kyle you have a long way to go before you are ready to take that crown as the best in the world. Your arrogance is your downfall. You think that people are going to lay down for you. On the contrary, people are going to fight you with every last of their being to make sure you stay the hell where you are behind the top. I'm not going to lie down for you. I wouldn’t be me if I did Kyle. I'm sure you are going to bring your best, and it is going to suck when you finally realize that it isn't good enough. The feeling of disappointment will fade away after a while, but the first couple of days are going to be brutal. You are not going to be able to sleep, eat or even think, without thinking of how close you were. All of that hard work going to waste because you just weren’t good enough. I know the feeling Meltdown ’09, it is all too familiar to me. The way I felt after I lost my first chance at the CWA championship. It was rough on me and it pushed me to be who I am today. And maybe that is what you need. The reality check that you aren’t nearly as good as you say you are. If that is the case then I am happy to help you come to that reality. In the coliseum in Rome the best gladiators would face off to see who the better man is. That’s not going to be our match Kyle. Our match is going to be one that is nothing more than a man against a boy. Me being the man who has been there before, who has done everything imaginable. And you are going to be the helpless boy who realizes that he is HOPELESSLY outmatched. Kyle when are you going to finally learn why this is my world? I don’t say it because I can; I say it because it is the truth.

Rich smirks at the camera. He stands back up and wipes the possible dirt of his pants. Rich lets out a sly smile before he turns his back to the camera and outlooks the city line of Venice. The camera slowly zooms out showing the whole city as the scene finally fades to black.

The Johnsons

Originally Posted by The Johnsons

-A white hummer limousine with plates saying 'JOHNSON' pulls up to the curb. The driver in the front, a short white man, gets out and goes to the back. He opens the door for the man paying his check. The camera turns so you can see the interior of the limousine. A sharply dressed Jeremiah is in it with 3 woman. Their all laughing about something. Jeremiah turns to the driver.-

Jeremiah: Where is Joey?

-He looks around the limo but to no avail.-

Driver: I...do not know, sir.

-Jeremiah scowls at the man as he takes out his phone, clearly showing it is an iPhone as if product placement were somehow involved in this. He dials a number and waits a few minutes. It is apparent the phone isn't answered.-

Jeremiah: Just go.

-The driver nods, then shuts the door. He walks briskly towards the front of the car and gets in. The car drives away as the scene fades out.-

Originally Posted by The Johnsons

Part Two

-The other brother, Joey, is seen conversing with fans, answering questions and making small talk.-

Fan 1: How are you gonna beat the Cobra Army? Those dudes are badasses!

-Joey laughs.-

Joey: The Cobra Army? Ya mean Crosby's little Nazi youth group? Tell me, when was the last time they actually won a match? They ain't nothin'. JT Saxton, on the other hand, is a sly little bastard. Squirmy, won't let ya get a good grip on him. If he weren't such a coward, he could be a star.

Fan 2: Didn't Saxton nearly beat Newman?

Joey: What? My man Newman? Nah homie. Newman had the match in the bag, my boy knows how to win. I mean, he learned from the best.

-The group laughs.-

Fan 3: What do you think of Jay Walters?

-Joey thinks for a few seconds.-

Joey: I'm wondering how he got off the Jersey Shore. I mean, don't he look like Pauly D and The Situation's illegitimate offspring? What kind of look is that? And whats with his partner? Seriously people, these guys need a new look.

Fan 2: What about Blair?

Joey: What bout' him?

-Fan 2 pauses for a second.-

Fan 2: He's huge! This guy looks like The Hulk on roids'!

-Joey grins a little.-

Joey: The bigger they are, the harder they fall. If Tigre can beat him, why can't I? Besides, I got three of the best superstars on the roster on my side, he's got a fully grown Justin Bieber and some wiggers.

Fan 1: What about Crosby? The ringleader?

Joey: He's charismatic, I'll give im' that. Brainwashing three below average intelligence guys to do your bidding sounds pretty sweet. I mean, I only got one by the name of Jeremiah.

-The fans laugh with Joey. Joey checks his watch.-

Joey: I've got a plane to catch, see ya guys.

Fan 2: Hey Joey, I have a real quick question to ask you...

Joey: Spit it out.

Fan 2: I heard you rap sometimes?

-Joey looks at him with a weird look.-

Joey: So, because I'm black, I rap? Is that what ya'll think?

Fan 2: I just heard it on the net, bro.

Joey: You know what? I can give it a shot. Give me a beat.

-Fan 3 starts to give him a 'beat' consisting mostly of spit flying out of his mouth.-

Joey: Ok, no beat.

I'll do this acapella
My rhymes are hella
Good regardless
My team has finesse
Their team will be winless
At the pay per view
Deliver my big right hand right on cue
And for this I'll get a lot of flack
But those four MUST be on crack
Why else would they go against me
Thats whack
No one can top me
Or even stop me
Part of the biggest tag in the game
Everyone knows the name
Not doing this just for fame
My opponents dreams will be set aflame
I don't just plan to injure, I plan to mame
This is one team that you can't tame
We will never give up
Never experience a hiccup
The Cobra Army is to blind to see
This team is the best there will ever be
And that's it for me

-Joey and the fans say farewell as Joey leaves for his plane. Gotta get to a match somehow.-

Part Three

-The camera fades in to a video montage of Joey working out, similar to that of Dr. Dre's in the video "I Need A Doctor" dumbbells, treadmills, medicine balls, you name it, it is in the video. The montage ends with Joey, now dripping in sweat, putting a weight back on the thing it goes on. There is no spotter. Joey sits up, every muscle in his body aching. He sighs and gets up. He grabs a half empty bottle of water and chugs it down. His phone rings, playing his theme song "We Fly High" by Mike Jones.-

Joey: Yeah?

-The person on the other end talks.-

Joey: Now?

Joey: Ok, ok, I'm on my way.

-Joey leaves the room with the water. The scene fades out.-