Post by Kyzer on May 22, 2006 0:50:33 GMT -5
The opening credits roll and shots of WFWF superstars fly all around the screen with red lights flashing continuously. We cut to see a shot of the arena and we see a number of red fire works go off at the head of the ramp. Suddenly the feed is lost and we are left with static. The snow effect fades through and we see WFWF Champion Drakz and Michael Kyzer sat on sofas opposite each other laughing. The glass table in front of them has a number of white lines racked upon top of it and ever now and then one of them puts his face to the table and nails a line with a rolled up bank note. They both turn to face the camera and begin talking.
Drakz - “Welcome to ------------------. F*ck Code Red, that sh*t is gone. We start a fresh in WFWF tonight!”
Kyzer - “We took matters into our own hands when it came to sorting this place the f*ck out. Trent and Josh? What a joke.”
Drakz - “Tonight you will all see the start of a new era in WFWF. The era of drugs, sex and excess. Say hello to the WFWF's new owners!”
Drakz falls back laughing before snorting another line of coke off of the table. He then throws the note at Kyzer who nails another himself.
Kyzer - “This is WFWF as you have never seen it before!”
Drakz - “Stay tuned...”
The feed returns to ringside.
The crowd grow silent as they wait for the 1st superstar to enter. The lights in the arena flash to maroon and 2can't stand me now” erupts from the PA system. The crowd jumps up as Ryan Nasty runs out from the back and down the ramp. He is obviously pumped up for his match as he slides into the ring and climbs the turnbuckle. He points to a number of fans but his entrance is cut short as "Superunkown" echoes around the arena. Nasty turns around and sees Wayne McGurk making his way down the ramp toward him on his bike. He drives around the ring and comes to a halt sending the back wheel into the steel steps and knocking them over. The crowd continue to boo him as he climbs into the ring and the two men stare each other down. “Open your eyes” is the next tune to fill our ears as smoke fills the top of the ramp. The Deutschland Legend Xavier Schmerzenmeister storms through the smoke and runs to the ring cursing both the men stood in it. He rolls under the bottom rope and the 3 men begin to hammer away on each other with rights and lefts. Jaysin's music (which the little b*gger needs to state what it is in his profile coz he hasn't done) follows and he makes his way down the ramp to join in with the brawl. Intoxication quickly cuts in and Miguel Sanchez begins to strut down to the ring ignoring the fans boos. He stands at the bottom of the ramp watching the other 4 men fight for a few seconds until suddenly Radioactive smashes an elbow into the back of his head and now all 6 men are at the ring. Radioactive goes to roll Sanchez into the ring but is caught off guard by a paper cup throw by an audience member. It paper cuts his eye and runs to the back shouting for a medic. All 6 men are still running wild with fists in the ring until McGurk dives into all 5 other men with a huge diving spear. Nasty falls through the ropes and lands on the outside while the remaining men all stumble to the ground and fight to get up again. McGurk picks up Miguel on his shoulders and runs to the ropes to toss him over and onto Nasty but Sanchez slides down his back and pushes him into the ropes. On the rebound Sanchez hits him with a drop kick to the back of the head sending him over the top rope onto Nasty instead. Sanchez is now up and has Jaysin set up for a suplex but “The One” locks his legs and hits a suplex of his own. He proceeds to lift up Miguel again and hit another suplex and then another only landing in a brainbuster with Miguel on his head. Nasty slides back in and runs across the ring, hitting a low drop kick to Jaysin's face as he gets up and he falls under the bottom rope and to the outside also. Nasty sees his chance and goes for the cover on Sanchez.
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Sanchez kicks out and Nasty lifts him straight to his feet. He grabs Sanchez round the torso and flips him over head with a belly to belly suplex. Miguel hits the ropes and falls to the floor landing awkwardly on his neck. Nasty laughs and picks him up again, he appears to be unconscious but Nasty throws him again. McGurk is back in the ring now and he grabs nasty from behind hitting a german suplex. Nasty rolls backward and back to his feet, reeling slightly from the move's impact. McGurk gives him no time to react though as he knocks him down with a hammering clothesline. Jaysin is up now on the outside and he grabs Xavier's legs, who has been in the corner holding his head after he caught a blow to his nose minutes before. Jaysin pulls him out of the ring and delivers a knee to his already bloody nose. He then runs his head into the side of McGurk's bike knocking it over. McGurk sees this happen and leaps over the top rope onto Jaysin. He lands with his kness in Jaysin's chest and begins to punch him over and over in the face. Sanchez, now on the top rope dives to the outside with a moonsault taking out McGurk and Jaysin in one go. Nasty is now also on the outside holding the stairs in his hands and he throws them at Sanchez. They collide with him head on and he falls backward cracking his head on the turnbuckle. Nasty rolls Miguel back into the ring and grabs McGurk as he stands up. He throws him head first over the announcers' table and stamps on Jaysin's head to stop him getting back up. Nasty rolls back into the ring and Miguel is using the ropes to get to his feet. Miguel lashes out with a punch but Nasty catches it, throws Sanchez onto his shoulders and slams him with the Reckless Driver. Miguel's out cold.
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The screen flashes back to Kyzer walking down the hallway. The video is from a handheld camera. We hear snickering behind the camera as it turns to its bearer. We see Drakz smiling.
Drakz: Be very, very quiet. We are hurting an emokid.
The camera pans back around to Kyzer as he is chuckling at the comment. The two continue to walk down the hallway until they stop in front of one of the many locker room doors. The camera goes for the name on the door. It reads Trent Draven. Kyzer smiles as he knocks on the door. No answer is heard. Drakz suddenly kicks the door and it flies open. Everything is in disarray. Papers and clothes are thrown everywhere.
Kyzer: What the f*ck went on here?
Drakz: Looks like the little emo f*ggot went out in a hurry.
Kyzer bends down and picks up something off the ground. He stands up as the camera zooms in. It is a shotgun shell. Kyzer spots something else. He picks up a piece of paper. His grin grows.
Kyzer: I think our little hostile takeover just got easier.
He turns the paper around to show Drakz. It is a contract of ownership of the WFWF with Josh’s and Trent’s names on them. The footage now switches to a live feed. We are now back in the room with Drakz and Kyzer who start talking to us straight away.
Drakz - “People of the world this company is now ours. We haven't just hi jacked this show this company is officially our property. That's right we have total f*cking control HAHAHA!”
Kyzer - “Don't just take our word for it though here's another video we made earlier.”
Kyzer smiles at the camera and Drakz falls back into the sofa laughing.
The rolling footage shows a hand held camera filming Kyzer as he knocks on “The Man of the Hour” Josh's office door. He knocks again before Drakz, holding the camera slams into it busting the lock and sending him through and onto the floor.
Drakz (from behind the camera) – “F*ck!”
Kyzer helps him up and they walk over to Josh who is rises from his desk.
Josh - “What in the hell is this?”
Kyzer - “Sit down”
Kyzer pushes Josh back into his arm chair.
Drakz - “Listen and don't ask questions. You know about Trent I assume? Judging by the look on your face when I said that I am gonna guess no you don't. Well he's dead. Yep kicked the bucket!”
Josh - “WHAT? No that can't be. When? Who? Why?”
Kyzer - “No questions. I'll be blunt. Hand the company over to us or we'll tell the police you had something to do with Trent.”
Drakz - “And with us being mega f*ck geniuses we already have the evidence that suggests you did it.”
Drakz spins the hand held round and winks at the camera. Kyzer starts to laugh still trying to be serious with Josh.
Josh - “No I refuse to be blackmailed out of my job for something I haven't done.”
Kyzer - “Awwww f*ck it!”
Kyzer hits Josh in the mouth and Josh falls to the ground. Kyzer takes out a contract from his pocket and grabs a pen from the table. He throws them both at Josh.
Drakz - “Hurry the hell up!”
Josh looks up at the camera like a scolded dog. He seems pathetic and beaten. He picks up the pen and signs on the dotted line.
Drakz - “Nice one bruva!”
Drakz leans down and snatches the contract back before turning and walking out of the office with Kyzer right beside him.
Back in the room with Kyzer and Drakz now, Drakz looks at the camera with his hands on his face.
Drakz - “Controvasy!”
He starts to laugh and takes a toke on the blunt Kyzer passes him.
Kyzer: We have decided in our first act of business, to vacate all the titles. All of them are blank ‘cept Drakz’s of course. We have even come up with new names for them all.
Drakz pulls out a crumpled sheet of paper. He laughs as he starts to read.
Drakz: From here on out the Women’s championship will now be called The Gyno Title.
Both burst out in laughter. Kyzer takes the sheet to read the next one.
Kyzer: The Tag Titles are now called The Orgy Titles.
He hands the sheet back to Drakz. Both these stoned fools are finding this hilarious. You have to be stoned to like this.
Drakz: We will no longer have the Television title. It will now be called The Asshat Title. You would have to be an asshat to want that title.
Kyzer: The International Title will now be know as The Ham Shank Title.
Drakz: And finally The World Title will no longer be called the World title. Why? Because that names sucks. Because I have this belt and I should more than just the world. That is why it is now called The Intergalactic Spaceman Title.
Both burst into tears from laughing so much. Kyzer finally composes himself.
Kyzer: We decided to do this because well we can. F*ck the past and all that mumbo jumbo. We rule and own your asses so we can do this if we want.
Drakz: Oh yeah. The next match is also the last match of the evening. Well because, we said so and cause we say f*ck the fans.
The scene switches back to the ring.
Zmaster is in the ring with the Twiztid Killers Cardinal and Justin Tyger. A cage sets down around them. Zmaster’s partner Ganador is strangely missing so this makes it another handicap match. The match becomes very quick paced as the smaller quicker team of Cardinal and Tyger take to Zmaster. They quickly double team using their numbers as an advantage. After a flurry of double team moves, Tyger goes to hit the crossfire on Zmaster while Cardinal tries to climb out of the cage. As Tyger leaps into the air, Zmaster rolls out of the way and Tyger hits nothing. Zmaster manages to grab Cardinal and throw him off the cage back to the mat. Zmaster then took over hitting a chokeslam on Tyger and an Execution on Cardinal. Zmaster went on to hit the Death Sentence on Tyger and pick up the win.
The tag match has barely ended before “Moonway Renegade” kicks out of the PA. Strobe lights flicker all about the arena and Drakz staggers down to the ring with his title in his hand trailing on the floor, quite obviously far from sobre. He seems spaced out by the light but has a grin slapped on his face. He reaches the ring and jeers at ZMaster who only minutes ago had been the biggest dog in the ring. Drakz catches a mic that is thrown to him and the lights stop along with the punishing song.
Drakz - “Ladies and Gentlemen. Tonight is a night of new beginnings. Tonight is a night of fresh starts. We have already vacated every other title in the WFWF so that we can start everything our own way and hey guess what? Mine too.”
Drakz tosses his belt on to the floor and looks around at all of the astonished faces in the crowd.
Drakz - “HAHA. Don't for a second thing I am dropping this title coz I am scared though. F*ck that. I just can't be arsed with it. I think the intergalactic space man title needs a whole new spotlight setting on it and what better way to do it than by leaving it up for grabs? I mean there was only me and Kyzer who could have it if I didn't vacate it tonight and what fun would that be? You win the rumble at Scars and Stripes and you are the 1st number one contender for the intergalactic space man title! Jesus f*cking christ it's so hard to talk when you're on ketamine. HAHA Did I say that down the mic? HA! Yeah so you get the point. You prove you're not a bitch you get a shot at the belt. Yadda yadda yadda. F*ck you, end of show.”
Drakz laughs and drops the mic before rolling out of the ring, leaving every one who had been in the tag match in awe and shock.
Drakz - “Welcome to ------------------. F*ck Code Red, that sh*t is gone. We start a fresh in WFWF tonight!”
Kyzer - “We took matters into our own hands when it came to sorting this place the f*ck out. Trent and Josh? What a joke.”
Drakz - “Tonight you will all see the start of a new era in WFWF. The era of drugs, sex and excess. Say hello to the WFWF's new owners!”
Drakz falls back laughing before snorting another line of coke off of the table. He then throws the note at Kyzer who nails another himself.
Kyzer - “This is WFWF as you have never seen it before!”
Drakz - “Stay tuned...”
The feed returns to ringside.
The crowd grow silent as they wait for the 1st superstar to enter. The lights in the arena flash to maroon and 2can't stand me now” erupts from the PA system. The crowd jumps up as Ryan Nasty runs out from the back and down the ramp. He is obviously pumped up for his match as he slides into the ring and climbs the turnbuckle. He points to a number of fans but his entrance is cut short as "Superunkown" echoes around the arena. Nasty turns around and sees Wayne McGurk making his way down the ramp toward him on his bike. He drives around the ring and comes to a halt sending the back wheel into the steel steps and knocking them over. The crowd continue to boo him as he climbs into the ring and the two men stare each other down. “Open your eyes” is the next tune to fill our ears as smoke fills the top of the ramp. The Deutschland Legend Xavier Schmerzenmeister storms through the smoke and runs to the ring cursing both the men stood in it. He rolls under the bottom rope and the 3 men begin to hammer away on each other with rights and lefts. Jaysin's music (which the little b*gger needs to state what it is in his profile coz he hasn't done) follows and he makes his way down the ramp to join in with the brawl. Intoxication quickly cuts in and Miguel Sanchez begins to strut down to the ring ignoring the fans boos. He stands at the bottom of the ramp watching the other 4 men fight for a few seconds until suddenly Radioactive smashes an elbow into the back of his head and now all 6 men are at the ring. Radioactive goes to roll Sanchez into the ring but is caught off guard by a paper cup throw by an audience member. It paper cuts his eye and runs to the back shouting for a medic. All 6 men are still running wild with fists in the ring until McGurk dives into all 5 other men with a huge diving spear. Nasty falls through the ropes and lands on the outside while the remaining men all stumble to the ground and fight to get up again. McGurk picks up Miguel on his shoulders and runs to the ropes to toss him over and onto Nasty but Sanchez slides down his back and pushes him into the ropes. On the rebound Sanchez hits him with a drop kick to the back of the head sending him over the top rope onto Nasty instead. Sanchez is now up and has Jaysin set up for a suplex but “The One” locks his legs and hits a suplex of his own. He proceeds to lift up Miguel again and hit another suplex and then another only landing in a brainbuster with Miguel on his head. Nasty slides back in and runs across the ring, hitting a low drop kick to Jaysin's face as he gets up and he falls under the bottom rope and to the outside also. Nasty sees his chance and goes for the cover on Sanchez.
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Sanchez kicks out and Nasty lifts him straight to his feet. He grabs Sanchez round the torso and flips him over head with a belly to belly suplex. Miguel hits the ropes and falls to the floor landing awkwardly on his neck. Nasty laughs and picks him up again, he appears to be unconscious but Nasty throws him again. McGurk is back in the ring now and he grabs nasty from behind hitting a german suplex. Nasty rolls backward and back to his feet, reeling slightly from the move's impact. McGurk gives him no time to react though as he knocks him down with a hammering clothesline. Jaysin is up now on the outside and he grabs Xavier's legs, who has been in the corner holding his head after he caught a blow to his nose minutes before. Jaysin pulls him out of the ring and delivers a knee to his already bloody nose. He then runs his head into the side of McGurk's bike knocking it over. McGurk sees this happen and leaps over the top rope onto Jaysin. He lands with his kness in Jaysin's chest and begins to punch him over and over in the face. Sanchez, now on the top rope dives to the outside with a moonsault taking out McGurk and Jaysin in one go. Nasty is now also on the outside holding the stairs in his hands and he throws them at Sanchez. They collide with him head on and he falls backward cracking his head on the turnbuckle. Nasty rolls Miguel back into the ring and grabs McGurk as he stands up. He throws him head first over the announcers' table and stamps on Jaysin's head to stop him getting back up. Nasty rolls back into the ring and Miguel is using the ropes to get to his feet. Miguel lashes out with a punch but Nasty catches it, throws Sanchez onto his shoulders and slams him with the Reckless Driver. Miguel's out cold.
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The screen flashes back to Kyzer walking down the hallway. The video is from a handheld camera. We hear snickering behind the camera as it turns to its bearer. We see Drakz smiling.
Drakz: Be very, very quiet. We are hurting an emokid.
The camera pans back around to Kyzer as he is chuckling at the comment. The two continue to walk down the hallway until they stop in front of one of the many locker room doors. The camera goes for the name on the door. It reads Trent Draven. Kyzer smiles as he knocks on the door. No answer is heard. Drakz suddenly kicks the door and it flies open. Everything is in disarray. Papers and clothes are thrown everywhere.
Kyzer: What the f*ck went on here?
Drakz: Looks like the little emo f*ggot went out in a hurry.
Kyzer bends down and picks up something off the ground. He stands up as the camera zooms in. It is a shotgun shell. Kyzer spots something else. He picks up a piece of paper. His grin grows.
Kyzer: I think our little hostile takeover just got easier.
He turns the paper around to show Drakz. It is a contract of ownership of the WFWF with Josh’s and Trent’s names on them. The footage now switches to a live feed. We are now back in the room with Drakz and Kyzer who start talking to us straight away.
Drakz - “People of the world this company is now ours. We haven't just hi jacked this show this company is officially our property. That's right we have total f*cking control HAHAHA!”
Kyzer - “Don't just take our word for it though here's another video we made earlier.”
Kyzer smiles at the camera and Drakz falls back into the sofa laughing.
The rolling footage shows a hand held camera filming Kyzer as he knocks on “The Man of the Hour” Josh's office door. He knocks again before Drakz, holding the camera slams into it busting the lock and sending him through and onto the floor.
Drakz (from behind the camera) – “F*ck!”
Kyzer helps him up and they walk over to Josh who is rises from his desk.
Josh - “What in the hell is this?”
Kyzer - “Sit down”
Kyzer pushes Josh back into his arm chair.
Drakz - “Listen and don't ask questions. You know about Trent I assume? Judging by the look on your face when I said that I am gonna guess no you don't. Well he's dead. Yep kicked the bucket!”
Josh - “WHAT? No that can't be. When? Who? Why?”
Kyzer - “No questions. I'll be blunt. Hand the company over to us or we'll tell the police you had something to do with Trent.”
Drakz - “And with us being mega f*ck geniuses we already have the evidence that suggests you did it.”
Drakz spins the hand held round and winks at the camera. Kyzer starts to laugh still trying to be serious with Josh.
Josh - “No I refuse to be blackmailed out of my job for something I haven't done.”
Kyzer - “Awwww f*ck it!”
Kyzer hits Josh in the mouth and Josh falls to the ground. Kyzer takes out a contract from his pocket and grabs a pen from the table. He throws them both at Josh.
Drakz - “Hurry the hell up!”
Josh looks up at the camera like a scolded dog. He seems pathetic and beaten. He picks up the pen and signs on the dotted line.
Drakz - “Nice one bruva!”
Drakz leans down and snatches the contract back before turning and walking out of the office with Kyzer right beside him.
Back in the room with Kyzer and Drakz now, Drakz looks at the camera with his hands on his face.
Drakz - “Controvasy!”
He starts to laugh and takes a toke on the blunt Kyzer passes him.
Kyzer: We have decided in our first act of business, to vacate all the titles. All of them are blank ‘cept Drakz’s of course. We have even come up with new names for them all.
Drakz pulls out a crumpled sheet of paper. He laughs as he starts to read.
Drakz: From here on out the Women’s championship will now be called The Gyno Title.
Both burst out in laughter. Kyzer takes the sheet to read the next one.
Kyzer: The Tag Titles are now called The Orgy Titles.
He hands the sheet back to Drakz. Both these stoned fools are finding this hilarious. You have to be stoned to like this.
Drakz: We will no longer have the Television title. It will now be called The Asshat Title. You would have to be an asshat to want that title.
Kyzer: The International Title will now be know as The Ham Shank Title.
Drakz: And finally The World Title will no longer be called the World title. Why? Because that names sucks. Because I have this belt and I should more than just the world. That is why it is now called The Intergalactic Spaceman Title.
Both burst into tears from laughing so much. Kyzer finally composes himself.
Kyzer: We decided to do this because well we can. F*ck the past and all that mumbo jumbo. We rule and own your asses so we can do this if we want.
Drakz: Oh yeah. The next match is also the last match of the evening. Well because, we said so and cause we say f*ck the fans.
The scene switches back to the ring.
Zmaster is in the ring with the Twiztid Killers Cardinal and Justin Tyger. A cage sets down around them. Zmaster’s partner Ganador is strangely missing so this makes it another handicap match. The match becomes very quick paced as the smaller quicker team of Cardinal and Tyger take to Zmaster. They quickly double team using their numbers as an advantage. After a flurry of double team moves, Tyger goes to hit the crossfire on Zmaster while Cardinal tries to climb out of the cage. As Tyger leaps into the air, Zmaster rolls out of the way and Tyger hits nothing. Zmaster manages to grab Cardinal and throw him off the cage back to the mat. Zmaster then took over hitting a chokeslam on Tyger and an Execution on Cardinal. Zmaster went on to hit the Death Sentence on Tyger and pick up the win.
The tag match has barely ended before “Moonway Renegade” kicks out of the PA. Strobe lights flicker all about the arena and Drakz staggers down to the ring with his title in his hand trailing on the floor, quite obviously far from sobre. He seems spaced out by the light but has a grin slapped on his face. He reaches the ring and jeers at ZMaster who only minutes ago had been the biggest dog in the ring. Drakz catches a mic that is thrown to him and the lights stop along with the punishing song.
Drakz - “Ladies and Gentlemen. Tonight is a night of new beginnings. Tonight is a night of fresh starts. We have already vacated every other title in the WFWF so that we can start everything our own way and hey guess what? Mine too.”
Drakz tosses his belt on to the floor and looks around at all of the astonished faces in the crowd.
Drakz - “HAHA. Don't for a second thing I am dropping this title coz I am scared though. F*ck that. I just can't be arsed with it. I think the intergalactic space man title needs a whole new spotlight setting on it and what better way to do it than by leaving it up for grabs? I mean there was only me and Kyzer who could have it if I didn't vacate it tonight and what fun would that be? You win the rumble at Scars and Stripes and you are the 1st number one contender for the intergalactic space man title! Jesus f*cking christ it's so hard to talk when you're on ketamine. HAHA Did I say that down the mic? HA! Yeah so you get the point. You prove you're not a bitch you get a shot at the belt. Yadda yadda yadda. F*ck you, end of show.”
Drakz laughs and drops the mic before rolling out of the ring, leaving every one who had been in the tag match in awe and shock.
wow... Hardcastle could have done better.. and thats saying something
this fed was when we took over. Results are not going to be this way all the time. The ppv things will be different. We wanted the fed to be different in our own way. We didn't want it to be like the way Flaps had it. We are not Flaps as I have said in other posts.
I dont know good luck