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Post by Vertigolowe on Apr 28, 2009 14:42:28 GMT -5
May 6, 2009Road to All In - Week 3All In III - Tune Up Match [/color] Ryan Bowdridge ~VS~ WaterNumber One Contender VCW Juniorweight Championship 4-way Eliminator[/color] EFF Dash ~VS~ Logan Sparks ~VS~ JLA ~VS~ Tyler MarxHardcore Match[/color] Efrem Ethel ~VS~ "The Sadist" Tariq al-Araz"Grade A Superstar" Bradley Jameson ~VS~ Dazza "The King"Michael Stern ~VS~ Jimmy Richards"Filthy" Rich Burton ~VS~ Chaos"German Wonder" Kurt Engelhorn ~VS~ Brian BeckettBig Bertha ~VS~ "Beautiful" Brooke SageVeronica Truman ~VS~ Laura LowellThe Coven (Tolliver & Kalkos) ~VS~ Spectre & Toku[/center]
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Post by Juan Hefe on Apr 28, 2009 18:31:08 GMT -5
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Legend: Lucas Wright "Filthy" Rich Burton Barry Knight ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Longshot Interview Set...
"Hello everyone and welcome to another edition of Longshot! I'm Lucas Wright and with me tonight are 'Filthy' Rich Burton and Barry Knight! Fellas! What happened last week?"
Rich Burton snatches the microphone away from Wright and then feigns to punch him.
"Get the hell outta here Wright! Bar' and I can handle this!"
"But this is my set! Urp! My tenders!"
Wright goes down in a heap as he is lowblow'd from behind by Barry Knight.
"Rich told yer ter get lost now get lost yer daft git!"
Rich Burton kicks Wright off the set before focusing all of his attention on the camera.
"Now that I have your full attention Vegas, Bar' and I have a message for ya!"
"S'truth! We lost last week 'cause of that fairy Dazza and 'is cabana boy Richards, but yer know wot, mate? Once we cop ffrough wiv Mass Destruction, right, we're gonna be gunnin' for yer lads. So yer go ahead and make sure yer cop them titles at All In, right, uvverwise, yor liable ter be sent tumblin' dahn the tag-team ladder and it'll be a right long bloody wile before yer cop to climb hammer and tack up!"
"Well said Bar'! Greatest promo so far!"
Sledge 'ammer Justice for the win guvnah!""
Burton and Knight give each other a high five and strut off the set. Lucas Wright struggles back up on the stage and picks up his discarded microphone.
"This is Lucas... Wright, reporting live from VCW... Arena."
As the scene fades to black, Wright can be heard asking, "Does Burton even know he's got a match tonight?"
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Post by Devlin on Apr 28, 2009 19:19:06 GMT -5
Backstage, Lucas Wright is standing beside Tyler Marx, who is grinning wider than ever. "Ladies and gentleman I'm Lucas Wright, and I'm standing here with a man who will find himself in the ring with three other opponents tonight, for a shot at the VCW Juniorweight Championship- Tyler Marx.""AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAAAAA! It's a good day to be alive, Lucas- well, not for you, because you're still here with your little haircut and your five dollar tie- get your ass out of here."[/b][/color] Marx proceeds to pie-face Wright out of the shot, grabbing the microphone from him in the process. "Well it looks like Carl Svensson couldn't get the job done, because here tonight Tyler Marx is going to win himself a VCW Juniorweight Title shot when he runs roughshod over three nobodies later on. And really, 'nobodies' really sums it up, don't it?
First off you've got JLA. Believe Tyler Marx when he says, you know he sucks when he calls himself 'The Stooge'. Look at you, you're a cheap Andrew Moore rip-off with the Matt Hardy pants and your little crappy Green Day song as an entrance theme, not to mention you've got the charsima of a sponge soaked in chloroform. You couldn't kick my ass if I prostrated in front of you. JLA, you sucked in the tag team division, and with only you on your lonesome it's gonna be twice as easy kicking your ass tonight, pal.
Then you've got Logan Sparks, the DJ, woo! Everybody loves him! Loves him for what? Goofing off and doing absolutely nothing in for past three years? The only memorable thing you've contributed to in known history is the CPW Rickroll. Just like your crappy radio show on VCW.com, and inevitably, the rest of your career, you're gonna flop in that ring tonight.
And finally, we've got EFF Dash, everybody's sentimental favourite. You may be the 'Good Doctor', but Tyler Marx is sick with something you've never seen, and it's called 'Pure Awesome'. So you had a couple of Juniorweight title runs, big deal. The difference is, once Tyler Marx has pinned you and the other two losers tonight and he goes on to win the Juniorweight belt, Tyler Marx is going to cause shockwaves that this place has never seen before.
Get ready VCW, because just like JLA's mother after a routine Friday night curb crawl... YOU'RE SCREWED!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA!"
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Post by Roy on Apr 29, 2009 6:56:31 GMT -5
Lucas Wright is standing backstage with an anxious Scrappy Joe
What are you looking for Joe?
Scrappy keeps looking around
Ehh nothing Lucas, What's up?
I don't know Joe, it was you that requested the interview time
So it was. Yeah, it was to give a little message to that punk Efrem Ethel who last week, Lucas, jumped me from behind and nailed me with The Street Stunner. You believe that?
Shocking!
Suddenly a little grin appears on Joe's face as he notices somebody walking towards him.
Finally!
In from the side walks "The Butler" Jeeves who has a long box wrapped up like a gift in his hands. He is also wearing an apron and protective gloves.
Is it finished?
Yes, and if I say so myself Sir, it's looking good.
Joe unwraps the box little an excited little child flipping the lid off and discarding it straight away. He looks in the box amazed then quickly wells up with emotion
It's beautiful!
Joe reaches in with one hand and lets go of the box with the other. All that is left in his hand is a Barbed Wire Baseball Bat.
Thanks Jeeves
My pleasure Sir.
You see Efrem since I became the Hardcore Champion I've had a pay rise but I'm not the type of guy that will go out and spend it on Clothes, cars or even women. NO! I prefer to spend my money on toys, and this is my first purchase. So like a little boy at Christmas I can't wait to try it out and I think you'll be the first person that I'll share it with. I'm like that 'cause I'm a nice guy.
C ya later. Lets go Jeeves
Sir.
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Post by Roy on Apr 29, 2009 14:18:28 GMT -5
Sledgehammer Justice are walking around back stage when suddenly a booming voice is heard from across the hall.
HEY!, You two like totally better wait there.
Eucalyptus is thundering towards SHJ with Fab Dan trailing slowly behind
Yous two are like completely out of order!
SHJ jump back in shock
How dare you disrespect Dan like that, it's like totally bad and I'm gonny put a stop to it right now!
Wait wha...
Shut it!
Eucalyptus is now in Burton's face scremaing at him and shaking her finger like some pissed off old lady
Dan stands beside her with his head down like a little school boy
Dan won his Las Vegas title fairly and doesn't deserve these beatings so I want you two to apologize to Dan right now!
(TBC by hefe)
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Post by Roy on Apr 29, 2009 15:10:25 GMT -5
Scott Starnes is in his locker room in front of a mirror trying on a new suit, his hand heavily bandaged from the beating he gave Vertigo last week.
He puts on a new jacket
Ahh much better. Last week was a message V, a message I think you received loud and clear. This war between us is far from over and I just wanted you to know that, that's all, it was nothing personal. Well maybe a little personal.
Starnes takes off his shades and tries on a different pair from his extensive collection.
The fact that you failed to mention me last week really hurt my feelings Vertigo and I'm a sensitive guy.
Hmmmm, don't know about those ones
Starnes changes his shades for a 3rd time
I left just enough of you so that you would be able to recover by All In but I hope you know that I could have crippled you if I wanted...and I wanted too
At All In I want you to be at 100% when I win the Heavyweight Championship and hold it high above your broken body for you to see and for you to finally realize that I am better than you.
Now Starnes changes his tie
Don't think I've forgotten about you either Ryan, you are the holder of the belt and I have you in my sights but you are something worse than a simple target. You are the poster boy for the freaks and clowns around here and to have you as Champion is a disgrace and a Joke
That's better.
Starnes buttons up his suit jacket and turns away from the mirror and looks directly into the camera
But don't worry. After All In everything will be sorted and a true Champion will rise in Vegas
Now, if you will excuse me I have some business that needs sorting.
Starnes walks away with a smile on his face
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Post by Juan Hefe on Apr 29, 2009 18:12:00 GMT -5
Continued from Roy...
Eucalyptus is now in Burton's face screaming at him and shaking her finger like some pissed off old lady.
Dan stands beside her with his head down like a little school boy.
"Dan won his Las Vegas title fairly and doesn't deserve these beatings so I want you two to apologize to Dan right now!
Burton gives Barry Knight a look and the two surge forward, pushing Eucalyptus to the ground and then putting the boots to her.
"What part of our gimmick don't you get Lyptus?"
"Oi! We are bloody Sledge 'ammer Justice and we take crap from no bloke!"
By this point, "Fabulous" Dan Francisco has seen enough and clotheslines Knight to the ground and then proceeding to stomp him in the gut repeatedly.
"I've seen enough dahrlings! You two naughty brutes need to be given a spanking! Take that and that and... Oh my!"
Fab Dan's retort is cut short by a devastating Barry Knight low blow.
"Oi! Shut yor pie 'ole yer daffy poof!"
WHAM! Eucalyptus decimates the back of Barry's head with an amazonian lariat.
"Like, I've had just about enough of your like, totally outrageous behaviour! And like... aaaaaaaaaaaaah!"
Eucalyptus is spun around and placed into the ready position for the 1969'r by Burton.
"Prepare to eat concrete Lyptus!"
SMASH! Eucalyptus's head is sent crashing to the floor by Burton's finishing maneuver. With the damage done, Burton gives Fab Dan a kick to the ribs and walks over to help his tag-team partner off the ground.
Come on Bar', apparently I have a match to get ready for and you need to help me stretch."
"Wot the bloody hell 'appened, isit? Where am I?"
"We're at the Longshot taping, and you've just been assaulted from behind by Fab Dan."
Knight falls to his knees, a horrified expression on his face.
"Wot?! Oi!, luv? 'e didn't desecrate me 'oly of 'olies did 'e?"
"Bwahahaha! Good ol' Bar'! Don't worry buddy, you just got clotheslined in the back of the head."
"Oh, right, thank God. And wot about yer Rich, isit? Yer 'ave a look all disheveled."
"Me? Oh, I got to tangle with an amazon... sigh"
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Post by Dazza on Apr 30, 2009 2:44:48 GMT -5
Lucas Wright is backstage once again, but this time with the current VCW Juniorweight Champion, Jack Francis, who has kindly given some of his training time to be interviewed at this very moment.
Jack, thanks for lending me some of your time tonight.. Now, I've got to ask you -are you finished with Jericho Black, or is there more 'blood to be spilled'?
Lucas moves the mic to Jack's chin and the champ casually pats the title around his waist.
For now, Black is not worth my time... What's on my mind now, are two things: "Who is after my championship next week"... and "Why isn't Jade back yet".
One final question before I let you go, Champ.. What are your thoughts on each of the four contenders to your Juniorweight title?
Jack scratches his chin for a moment.
Well firstly, I have nothing but respect for Eff Dash.. The man is a multi-time Juniorweight Champion, and his feud with Luke Devlin was amazing... Secondly, I have yet to see the potential of Logan Sparks, so I don't have an opinion on him yet.. JLA could have some talent tucked away somewhere inside him, but I'm not seeing it yet.. and finally, there's Tyler Marx.. I've got one thing to say about you, Tyler, and I know you're watching: You're the man with the most going for him tonight -and I must admit, you are the one I'd like to face off against next week for my Juniorweight title.. I'll tell you why, Tyler...
Jack grabs the mic out of Lucas's grasp and eyes the camera seriously.
...You make me sick. If you don't win tonight, someone else will take my place eventually, it's just a matter of time. Vegas doesn't need a clown like you around.
Jack hands the mic back and walks away, leaving Lucas with a smirk on his face as the scene changes.
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Post by Juan Hefe on Apr 30, 2009 7:45:37 GMT -5
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Legend: Juan Hefe Ted Tsavales Eats Like Tsavales "Filthy" Rich Burton Barry Knight ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
A Locker Room in the VCW Arena...
Juan Hefe sits at a makeshift desk in a locker room he and his associates have started to make their own. Ted Tsavales and Eats Like Tsavales are playing cards at the end of the makeshift desk.
"Uh, Ted?"
"Yeah boss. Go fish Eee El Tee." says Ted, not looking up from his intense card game.
"Have you seen Rich and Barry at all tonight?"
"Not since we dropped 'em off earlier tonight boss. You got a seven?"
"Go fish. Eight TED?"
"Huh. Well, could you and Eee El Tee go out and find them for me? I want them to look over this contract and sign it for me."
"Can I go in five minutes boss? Go fish. You got a nine?"
"Damn it Ted, we are here on business! Now, put your card game aside and go find Rich and Barry."
Eats Like Tsavales puts his cards down with a look of triumph on his face.
"Rummy! I win!"
"Huh? But I thought we were playing Go Fish..."
The door to the locker room swings open, preceding the entry of "Filthy" Rich Burton and Barry Knight.
"Well speak of the devil! Where the hell have you guys been all night and why do you like you've been in a fight?"
"We've been around and yeah, we've been in a fight. Hey Teddy, help me get Bar' situated will ya? He's a little the worse for wear..."
Tsavales and Eats Like Tsavales get up from their card game and help Burton put Knight on one of the room's couches.
"Bobby Shanks mates."
"So yeah, we got jumped by Totally Fabulous."
"Who the hell are they?"
"One of the greatest tag-teams in VCW history! That's who HEFE!"
"Huh. And they jumped you? Why?"
"Well..."
"They didnah Sugar Lump us guvnah, Rich Sugar Lump'd them! S'truth!"
"Alright, alright! I couldn't help myself! When that amazon gets in my face, my heart starts beating like an alligator!"
"Rich and Lyptus sitting in a tree... K-I-S..."
"Shut! Up! Ted!"
"-S-I-N-G!"
"RAAAAAAAAAGH!!!"
Burton launches himself at Tsavales as Longshot goes to commercial...
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Post by Juan Hefe on Apr 30, 2009 18:44:29 GMT -5
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Legend: Sad Boy Seamus Anderson ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The VCW Arena Parking Garage...
Sad Boy is walking with his headphones on, listening to a song called If You Only Knew I Hated Me As Much As You by Wrist Cutter Corp and feeling like a million crumpled up, blood stained dollar bills. The previous day had been a great one for Sad Boy as he'd finally managed to one up his step father by getting beaten up in the alley behind their house before getting beaten up in the middle of the dining room, as per usual. Yes sir! The times, they were a changin'! But maybe not too much. As Sad Boy walks past a support pillar, a muscular arm reaches around his neck while another yanks off the headphones.
"Hey boy, where's your lord and master at? I'd like to have a chat with him."
Sad Boy struggles for a bit in Seamus Anderson's grip before relaxing and surrendering to his fate.
"Ah maaaaaaaaaan! Why do you freaks always have to come after me, when what you really want is him!"
Sad Boy points to a door in the east corner of the parking garage. Light can be seen coming from under it and loud music can be heard coming through it. Seamus cranks Sad Boy's neck and tosses the emo victim aside.
"Now let's see who the hell has a slutty mother Frias."
Seamus Anderson cracks his knuckles as he walks toward the door.
To be continued...
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Post by Master Red on May 1, 2009 10:04:14 GMT -5
JLA storms into Samatha Swifts office.
JLA- He can't do that.
Swift- What, What are you talking about.
JLA- Anwar can walk away from our match last week we are or were still a team
Swift- Doesn't matter "Mate" you lost still counts as a lose for him.
JLA- I don't care. I want a rematch.
Samatha Swift hops out of her chair and walks towards the mini fridge sitting in the corner.
Swift- You can't get a rematch, there's no point. Anyway I've got two things I need to tell you. I've put you in a match.
JLA- Against what person who thinks their better than me.
Swift- Don't get too cocky because you'll be face not one or two competiters you'll be facing three.
Swift takes a sip out of her glass still holding the bottle of Wild Turkey.
Swift- Ahhha. They'll be Tyler Marx, EFF Dash and Logan Sparks
JLA- What about Anwar...... Isn't he gunna sneak up and make sure I lose.
Swift- Thats another thing, I've requested that Anwar takes a night off with Millie Amazing at the Luxor.
JLA- And I have a match this is a load of....
The Microwave alarm conveaniantly beeps
Swift- Popcorns ready.
JLA huffs and snatches the bottle of Wild Turkey out of Samatha's hand.
JLA- I'm gunna need this.
JLA sculls half the bottle and storms out just as he came in.
An Advertisement for All In III is aired. As JLA hops in his car.
(OOC(See off air posts))
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Post by Vertigolowe on May 1, 2009 13:45:55 GMT -5
Outisde of the VCW Arena, a number of various crew members and some wrestlers are enjoying some of the last comfortable days in Las Vegas before the weather completely turns to oppressive heat.
Jenn Wolf is chatting up a guy from the ring crew when while Seamus Anderson is grilling some burgers and hot dogs. Lucas Wright is milling about, clearly looking for someone when headlights came pulling into the parking lot.
A green Dodge Viper comes screaming into the lot, sending everyone rushing out of the way. The car parks in front of the door to the arena and Vertigo steps out. He is moving quickly, but clearly limping. He is wearing a Red Sox cap that is failing to cover the bandages around his forehead.
"Vertigo! Vertigo! Can I have a quick word with you?" Lucas Wright runs over to him and sticks the microphone in his face. Vertigo stops for a moment then grabs the mic from his hand and continues inside the arena.
Lucas looks upset until Jenn walks over and puts her arm around his shoulders.
"Why do you look so pissed? At least you didn't get beat up for a change."
"Not yet. Samantha's mad at me for losing microphones all the time. I better go find him and get that back."
"Do you really think that's a good idea? We have food, beer and music back here, not to mention all the cute girls and guys. Why would you leave here just to go get beat up?"
Lucas is about to head off anyway, but Seamus walks up and hands him a plate with a burger and some chips on it. When Lucas looks up from the plate Anderson holds out a beer to him.
"Well, I guess Vertigo can afford to replace the microphone if anything happens to it. I suppose I can stay for a drink... or two."
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Post by Vertigolowe on May 1, 2009 14:03:50 GMT -5
"Last" by Nine Inch Nails blasts through the speakers and Vertigo steps out into the arena. He tosses his hat out into the crowd and walks toward the ring with a purpose. The fans are cheering for him as he steps through the rops and into the ring.
"Last week was... unpleasant. After Scott Starnes assaulted me for not mentioning his name, I was able to pull it together and defeat Slaughterhouse. That in itself was no easy task and I took even more of a beating then. To top things off, Ryan Bowdridge jumped me from behind after the match.
"Well, that is the past now. I am not looking past either of you anymore. The only thing in my sights is that title around your waist Ryan. In the process, I'll have my revenge against both of you.
"At All In III, all of the beatings, all of the pain, and all of the sacrifices I've made will be worth it. Because on that night, I will defeat both Starnes and Bowdridge and become the VCW Heavyweight Champion!"
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Post by Juan Hefe on May 1, 2009 17:00:27 GMT -5
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Legend: Seamus Anderson ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The VCW Arena Parking Garage...
Seamus Anderson is walking toward the door in the east corner of the parking garage when his cell phone rings. Grumbling to himself, he snaps it open.
"Seamus, what the hell isit?"
Seamus grips the phone tighter.
"I'm sorta busy."
A pause.
"Why can't you get one of the ring guys to do it?"
Seamus switches the phone to his other hand.
"Yeah, I guess I am the best damn BBQ guy in VCW. Alright, I'll be right there."
Seamus snaps his phone shut and shoves it angrily in his pocket. He begins walking away from the door as Longshot cuts to commercial.
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Post by Juan Hefe on May 1, 2009 19:51:17 GMT -5
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Legend: Ted Tsavales Eats Like Tsavales Seamus Anderson Lucas Wright "Filthy" Rich Burton ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Outside the VCW Arena...
Ted Tsavales and Eats Like Tsavales step outside in the still cool Las Vegas night and immediately smell the roasting hot dogs and hamburgers being prepared expertly on the grill by Seamus Anderson.
"See! I told you I smelled food out here! Come on! There's no line-up!"
"You were right TED! Now, less talk and more EAT!"
The two eat-aholics rush towards the BBQ, with Tsavales barely edging out Eats Like Tsavales to get to the head of the line. Seamus gives Tsavales an annoyed stare.
"Well come on then, I don't have all day!"
"Two dogs, chillified of course. And please don't scrimp on the chilli or the chee."
Seamus puts down his spatula and adjusts his apron (which reads 'I don't want to toot my own horn but...toot, toot.').
"This ain't a goddamn restaurant. We got hot dogs and we got hamburgers. What do you want?"
"Siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiigh. I guess I'll have a hamburger and a hot-dog."
Anderson slaps a hot-dog and a hamburger on a plate and hands it over to Tsavales.
"Neeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeext!"
Eats Like Tsavales pushes Ted out of the way and points to the grill.
"Can I have 3 of THOSE, 4 of THOSE and... ah, better make it 5 of THOSE."
"Jesus son! That's all the food we've got left? Are you kidding me? You'll get a hot-dog and a hamburger just like your buddy here."
Eats Like Tsavales takes the plate offered to him by Seamus and looks at it sadly.
"Sheesh TED. This is a total BUMMER. Let's go back to the Wynn Hotel Buffet!"
Tsavales scarfs down the rest of his hot-dog.
"Great idea, but the boss says we gotta stay here and give Rich some back-up in his match tonight."
"What time is RICH fighting?"
"Filthy" Rich Burton emerges from the VCW Arena already dressed in his ring gear.
"My match starts as soon as I down this beer and burger!"
"What beer?"
"What BURGER?"
"This one, yoink!"
Burton grabs a burger off of Eats Like Tsavales's plate and devours it in one bite. Still chewing, he ambles over to where Lucas Wright is sitting and steals his just-opened beer can.
"Hey! Thash my beer! *HIPSH*"
"Mine now Lucas! Down the hatch!"
Burton shotguns the beer, crumples the can and whips it at Wright's head. The VCW announcer manages to duck by falling backwards off his chair.
"Come on you pansies! My theme song's already playing!"
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