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Post by BJ Tomczik on Nov 12, 2006 17:15:02 GMT -5
Deadlines:
Pacific: Sunday 19thth - 10 P.M. Mountain: Sunday 19th - 11 P.M. Central: Sunday 19th /Monday 20th - Midnight Eastern: Monday 20th - 1 A.M. U.K.: Monday 20th - 6 A.M.
RolePlay Limit: 1 RP per superstar
RPs Must be 4 Hrs Apart on DL Day
Team ECW Eighteen, Mortis, Johnny Chaos, The Sandman, and Rob Van Dam
Team Exreme Evolution/Corporatio Chris Ceno, Nero Phoenix, Edge, Jason Scott, and James Cage
Team Chaos Law, The Predator, Chris Jericho, Triple H, and John Cena
Team Xplosion White Tiger, Cameron Hayden, Rikku, DDD, and Sean Lewis
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Post by Rikku!!!!! on Nov 13, 2006 22:00:15 GMT -5
[glow=yellow,2,300]That's right, I'm posting now. I got a VERY busy week the rest of this week and won't be online until probably around Thanksgiving time. So anyways...GO XPLOSION!!![/glow] VVV|CLICK|VVV 7 RPs to 100!
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Post by thesandman on Nov 18, 2006 16:24:15 GMT -5
}This is my last RP as Sandman. Thanks everyone, its been fun{
The scene is ECW’s locker room. Paul Heyman sits on the couch, looking over some paperwork. Eighteen is in the corner, her eyes closed and head down. The door slams open, making Paul Heyman jump. Eighteen, of course, doesn’t even move. Sandman walks in, knocking stuff around. Paul Heyman climbs to his feet.
*~Paul Heyman~* Calm down Sandman. What is wrong with you.
*~The Sandman~* Vince McMahon and the Board of Directors. That is what is wrong with me.
*~Paul Heyman~* So you have heard.
Sandman looks over at Paul. His eyes narrow as he looks at Heyman.
*~The Sandman~* You knew about this?
*~Paul Heyman~* Yes unfortunately. I’m sorry Sandman, I tried everything I could.
*~The Sandman~* So your just going to stand there and let Vince fire me?
*~Paul Heyman~* I don’t have a choice Sandman. Even as an ECW star, you have to get approved by the Board. And with you getting drunk and no showing key matches, they think you need some time off. So they aren’t going to renew your contract.
*~The Sandman~* So is this the fate of all ECW? To get fired when our contracts expire.
*~Android #18~* They renewed mine last month.
*~Paul Heyman~* Look Sandman, just take some time to kick the drinking habit and...
*~The Sandman~* Forget that. Maybe I’ll just go home now. To hell with the Extreme Team Challenge.
*~Paul Heyman~* Then Vince really does win. Not only do you leave us at the disadvantage, but Vince can sue you. If nothing else, do this for ECW.
Sandman looks furious. He takes a deep breath and looks up at Heyman.
*~The Sandman~* Fine. I’ll do the match and help take ECW to victory. I just want you to do what you can to get my job back.
*~Paul Heyman~* I’ll try, but it will probably be a couple of months. And your not the only ECW star leaving either. That’s all I can tell you.
Sandman nods and walks out of the room. Eighteen stands and walks over to Heyman..
*~Android #18~* So what are we going to do. ECW is fading fast.
*~Paul Heyman~* We need to talk about what I mentioned to you a few weeks ago.
They begin to talk as the scene changes to the arena. The fans are sitting around talking when “Enter Sandman” plays overhead. The fans stand and begin to scream as the camera looks around for The Sandman. It finds him as he heads down the steps toward the ring. He stops occasionally to slam back and beer and smash the can against his head. He finally gets down to the ring and toast hios beer in beat with the music. He slams the last beer down and smashes the can on his head. He grabs the microphone as the music dies.
*~The Sandman~* The rumers on EWE.com are true. This match will be my last one for EWE. I want you fans to know that I enjoyed the ride. From the huge victory in the Extreme Overload contender spot to my short reign as ECW Television champion. But I am the Sandman. And you know damn well I’m not going down without a fight. And that is just what these teams against us in the Extreme Team Challenge has got to realize. We are ECW. And extreme is what we do best. Which is more then I can say for Chaos.
The fans begin an ECW chant. Sandman nods.
*~The Sandman~* These fans know exactly what I’m talking about. I mean look at who we got here. We got Law. Man, everyone loves Law. But he is so overrated. He is the best wrestler on Chaos. That’s like saying you’re the cleanest hobo on the block. There is no real competition on Chaos. That is why he has been champion so long.
Some fans boo and actually start a Law chant. A few others chant for Chaos.
*~The Sandman~* Then we have The Predator. I’ve done beat his ass once. He got lucky to take the title off of me. And last week, real lucky he decided not to show on me. If it wasn;t for my contract expiring, I’d ripped that title from his cold hands once again. Then you have the white black man in John Cena.
The fans cheer for John Cena. Sandman scoffs.
*~The Sandman~* How did he make it in this match? He hasn’t even debuted yet. Yet here he is, in this big match. But the boy is all talk. He just wants to rap and make himself look dumber then he already does. A lot like Chris Jericho.
The fans boo Chris Jericho. Sandman shakes his head.
*~The Sandman~* Now why does this idiot believe he can stand with ECW? Has he even won yet? It is an insult he would be put in the ring with us. But not the biggest insult. The biggest insult is that of Triple H.
Surprisingly, Triple H gets cheered. This surprises Sandman.
*~The Sandman~* You fans are kidding right? This washed up loser. The man with the longest losing streak in EWE history. Hell, even K~Dawg pulls out a win every once and a while. But this is the best Chaos can come up with, they will be the first tema on the sidelines. I’ll make sure of that. But it could be worse, you could be an Extreme Corporation member.
The fans boo.
*~The Sandman~* Led by the biggest fluke champion since David Arquette. Chris Ceno, you suck. You don’t deserve to be champion. Specially now. You are hiding at home, crying cauyse everyone tells you this. You don’t have the balls to step up and prove eveyone on. Enjoy the title now. Because Johnny is going to wipe the floor with your ass in your next title defense. Then we have Nero.
The fans give a mixed reaction for Nero.
*~The Sandman~* I’m not going to take anything away for you, you are a great athlete. But your X-Division caliber at best. Your not good enough to hang with the guys in this ring. Your not worthy of fighting along side many former EWE world champions. And by the end of the night, you will wiosh you’d stayed in the X-Divison ranks. Then you have the turncoat Edge.
Again the fans boo. Sandman laughs.
*~The Sandman~* Edge, who are you? I use to think you were a great athlete. Here lately, you haven’t accomplished anything. You might as well put that Money in the Bank up on your shelf as a trophy. Cause there is no chance you beat Law. Not on your best day and his worst. Just like Cage.
Sandman shakes his head.
*~The Sandman~* I’m not even surte who he is. That is why I’m skipping him and moving to Jason Scott. Now this man is impressive. I’ve sat back and watched him get upset over upset. Android Eighteen, Hassan, Tiger, the list is countless. He should be in ECW, not those Evolution clowns. But he choice the dogs so he must be put down with them. Because Extreme Corporation may not be the first team eliminated, but they won’t be far behind Chaos. Now before I leave, lets talk about the real threat. Five of the toughest stars EWE has to offer. The stars on Xplosion.
The fans scream at Xplosion. Sandman smiles.
*~The Sandman~* The return of Sean Lewis. When I saw him come out, I wasn’t sure wiether to smile or cry. This kid has done things men twice his age hasn’t even got close. He is a former two titme champion. He has beaten the world. But Sean Lewis will be rusty. That and focused on Chris Ceno. That will be his downfall.
The fans boo, disagreeing. They even start a Slug chant.
*~The Sandman~* Then you have Rikku. Now this chick, you got to watch her. Everyone thinks she is a little loopy. I think she is a genius. She is fast and she is clever. But she is small. And even though she is a former champion, she is in over her head. I hate to say it, but she will be the first Xplosion star out. Because I’m not sure she can hang with the intensity of this match.
The fans boo and chant for Rikku. Sandman yawns.
*~The Sandman~* Excuse me. Then there is Derek Daniels. Another legend. But let’s face it, he hasn’t been the same laetly. Has accomplished much since losing the tag titles. I think he will fall out early and cost his team another member. And once we take him down, his partner doesn’t get far.
The fans chant for the Dynamic Legends. Sandman sits down in the corner.
*~The Sandman~* White Tiger. This guy is old. He really needs to step down. But he continues to fight, much like Ric Flair. But it is only a matter of time until the young guys sweep him to the side. Maybe this match is the one to see.
The fans chant for White Tiger.
*~The Sandman~* Last and certainly least is Cameron Hayden. Could he be the weak link in this team? Not because he isn’t a good athlete, but because he chokes. He gets in these big match situations and he fails short every time. But that really doesn’t matter. Because ECW is taking this. And the entire EWE roster from Chaos to Xplosion will take their final dirt nap.
Sandman drops the microphone as his music plays overhead. He climbs to the top rope and pulls out a beer. He slams it back, crushing the can against his head as the scene fades out.
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Post by [YEW-MAN-GAH!] on Nov 19, 2006 17:26:37 GMT -5
I didn't mean to leave it this late to post, and the RP was alot longer than this but it seems I forgot to save it or it glitched and cancelled my save becuase when I came back to do more or my work from my previous time was gone. This roleplay is meant to be both comical and serious, it's a mix. You'll find that it's not talking about my opponents as much as usual, becuase I didn't want to do the same old. I was told that originallity may be the key to the match and that's what I went for. Good luck to all, my team and opponents. Crayons
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Post by Mello Yello on Nov 19, 2006 21:08:43 GMT -5
There Is No Good Reason I Should Have To Be So Alone I'm Smothered By This Emptiness Lord I Wish I Was Made Of Stone Like I Fool I Lent My Soul To Love And It Paid Me Back In Change God Help Me Am I The Only One Who's Ever Felt This Way?
A Heart That's Worn And Weathered Would Know Better Than To Fight But I Wore Mine Like A Weapon Played Out Love Like A Crime And It Wrung Me Out And Strung Me Out And It Hung Years On My Face God Help Me Am I The Only One Who's Ever Felt This Way?[/i]
Previously-
I sat in the chair of the hotel suite I was sharing with my girlfriend, Jade Chung, in Las Vegas. I couldn’t sleep. Despite the fact I had spent the last few days fighting for my life, I wasn’t able to close my eyes and rest, and I truly didn’t know why. My body was exhausted. My eyes dropped, but once they closed, that next step never happened. I never was able to cross the threshold into sleep.
I looked up from my attempt to read the newspaper at the desk, so I could check on Jade. She rested, her eyes closed, and her had up near her face. She breathed gently. Ever since I met her, I felt the strongest draw to her. Like she and I were meant to be. Like this was the girl destiny had intended me to be with.
She’s the most beautiful thing I ever laid eyes on. Even with very little make-up, she was gorgeous. She was everything I ever wanted in a woman and more. And what’s even better, I found her when I wasn’t looking. It was like destiny came and knocked me on my ass and gave me her.
And I remember when she ran up to me, and put her arms around me, and told me she hadn’t slept since I was gone. I realized how special what we had was. But there was still something nagging me in the back of my head. That.. Clone, or whatever he was. He looked identical to me. And I don’t know where I would go to hunt him down. That was what had been keeping me awake, at least I suspected. I had no clue what would happen. Or what could happen. I am running for President and this man looks exactly like me is out there running wild. And he has a vendetta against me, because I want to disband legalized gambling.
I sighed and ran my hands through my hair.
“Cammy?” A small, groggy voice came from across the room. Jade.
“Yeah, babe?” I asked.
“Why aren’t you in bed?” She asked me.
“I couldn’t sleep,” I said.
She sat up and rubbed her eyes. “What’s going on?”
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you,” I laughed.
She was fully awake now. She gave me the look she always gave me that told me she’d stick by me no matter what.
“Try me.”
“Well, while I was locked up, the guy knocked me out. And when I woke up... he had a clone. Of me,” I said, feeling like an idiot.
“Wow. Are you serious?” She asked.
“I wish I was lying. I SERIOUSLY wish I was lying,” I said.
Jade got up out of bed and walked over to me, she sat in my lap, and brushed her hands through my hair. She kissed my forehead and smiled at me.
“Everything’s okay,” She said, trying to reassure me... I wish I could go along with it
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Tommy Dalton laughed as the Crime Lord went over his plan.
“See, you look just like him, sound just like him. All we have to do is get a few FAG, excuse me, FAN Party logos up, and call up CNN and we’re set. That punk will never mess with us, and his little party will never know what hit ‘em,” The Crime Lord said laughing to himself.
“It’s perfect. That punk will not know what hit him! I can’t wait to get my hands on him and just rip him in half. I will be the only Cameron Hayden left in this world,” Tommy said, thinking of the possibilities.
The doors of the room they were sitting in opened, and a gap-toothed black woman made her way into the room and sat down. She looked across at the men.
“This plan better work, I do not want to get screwed out of the Presidency like this. I screwed up when I said no the first time. I am the only person for this job! We all know W was my puppet, it is my turn to have my name in lights. Like we need another white boy in the White House,” Condoleezza Rice said.
“Look, Condi, this plan is fool-proof. Fool-proof,” The Crime Lord said laughing.
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I awoke, lifting my head from where it was leaned on top of Jade’s head. I had finally been able to sleep. I turned and looked at the clock. I had only slept for five hours, but it was better than nothing, right?
A pounding on the door reminded me why he had gotten up in the first place. I got up and walked through the large hotel suite to the door and opened it. Dave Adams, my running mate was at the door. His long black hair was messed up, but he looked pissed.
“What the hell happened to you? I just got a call from one of our spies in the Republican camp that a man that looks JUST like you, is about to give a speech across town. How is this happening? What the fuck is happening?” Dave screamed.
“Shh,” I said. “Jade’s asleep. Look, when I was held captive. They knocked me out. When I woke up, there was a man who looked identical to me in my face. He was yelling crap. And then the cops came and he was pulled off. I know there is someone out there identical to me. And I guess we found him. So, I’m going out and stopping him.
Dave and I quickly got into a car. I got a suit on pretty quickly. Had to look professional.
We arrived at the speech, just as the man who had held me captive took the stage.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, Cameron Hayden!” The crowd cheered. At least I had fans.
Just as the man took to the stage, I was up the steps to the stage.
“Hello,” he said. “Today, I am here to retract statements I made a few days ago.”
He cleared his throat, and in that instant, he was tackled by me. I began to slug him in the face, but he grabbed my jacket and turned me over, and he began to pound on me. I overpowered him and began to pound on him more. Just then I heard a gun go off, and bullet hit the stage right next to me.
I knew whoever won this would be the only Hayden to live.[/b][/color]
Another gun shot rang, I pulled the imposter over top of me, but a hole in the stage just appeared right next to us. Whoever was shooting was either a terrible shot, or only meaning to kill one of us. I wasn’t quite sure, and I really didn’t have very much time to think on the subject. I had my hands around the throat of my clone, while bullets rang out around me. What was a guy to do?
The fake Cameron pried my hands off of his throat, and dug his fingernails into the back of my hands. I screamed out, that hurt pretty bad. I freed my hands from beneath his nails and I drove a fist into his jaw. Another gun shot was heard, and a speaker erupted in sparks, as the crowd finally screamed and dispersed, all running for cover.
No matter how old you are, it seems nobody is too mature to surround two people fighting.
Morons.
He reached up and slugged my on the point of my chin, the top of my mouth shot closed and I bit my bottom lip, blood began gushing out.
“You fucker!” I yell, and slam him in the chest with an elbow, he cries out. Blood begins to dribble down my chin. I don’t see it, or feel it, as much as I taste it. I can taste the blood, and I see it drip and soak into the clones suit.
“Cameron?” I heard Jade’s voice ring out. I stopped what I was doing and turned to look. She was still in her pajamas and she looked scared.
“Jade?” I said, confused. How did she get here.
“Cam!” Dave Yelled as I turned around in time to get caught with a kick in the chest. The air was completely forced out of my lungs.
“Come on!” The imposter yelled in my voice. “Shoot him now!”
I dove away from where I was standing and ended up behind my clone. He may have been identical to me, but he didn’t know my repertoire. I put my left arm under his, and pulled his right arm across his chest, and forced my right arm in the crook of his. The Contraception. My pet hold. A move so legitimate, if I left it on long enough, it’d put a man to sleep.
I circled with him in the hold, if this gunmen...women..person... was going to shoot me, they’d have to have this copy in the way too.
“Come on Hayden,” He taunted, “Too scared to die?”
“I’m the original, I can’t have a buncha little freaks running around looking like me,” I said cinching up on the hold.
“Please, you’d be lucky if they turned out like me, you celibate, shitbrick,” The Clone said through gritted teeth, I pulled the hold tighter.
“That’s awfully harsh words, from a man who was born from my spit,” I said into his ear, making sure to spit quite a bit while I talked. “Oh look! There’s your little brother right there in your ear!”
“I hate you! I wish he had let me kill you when we had you chained down like the dog you are, you piece of fucking garbage! I hate knowing that all I can ever be is your fucking clone. I am a fucking human, and people who think I am you, just want me to be the drug free, cool guy whose running for President. I’m not. That’s why I am going to ruin you.”
His speech made me stop. That was a mistake. Another gun shot went off, I felt a warm sensation in my back and o my chest. And then everything was dark... Really dark.
I woke up several hours later in a graveyard. I didn’t know how I got here. I remember the gunshot, the warmness, and then nothing. I apparently had been lying at the foot of a tombstone. I stood up and looked at who I was desecrating. I jumped back in fear at what I saw looking back up at me.
“Cameron Hayden 1984-2006 Leader of his Industry”
“What the fuck?!” I jumped back, confused and scared. I held my hands out in front of my face and looked at them. “I’m alive. I know I am alive.”
“You are... for now,” a voice said from behind me. I turned to see where it came from. Standing behind me, dressed in a suit, was former President of the United States, Ronald Reagan. Yeah. The Dead Ronald Reagan.
“You’re... You’re...” I stumbled.
“Dead? I know” President Reagan said.
“What am I then?” I asked, confused.
“You are lying in a hospital bed, in a coma, hooked up to several machines keeping you alive,” Reagan said.
“Am I going to die?” I asked.
“Maybe,” Reagan said, smiling at me, the wrinkles of his face turning up.
“What is it like?” I asked.
“Dying?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, for me, it was liberation. My body had been racked with Alzheimer’s Disease. I was a prisoner in my own mind. Death was liberation. But, it probably wouldn’t be for you. You have a lot of great things going for you. You could be President. You have a girlfriend you could spend the best years of your life with. Cameron, you have a good life ahead of you.”
He looked at me, then looked down and shook his head. “This shouldn’t have happened.”
“I know. But, I couldn’t let him ruin my reputation,” I explained.
“No,” Reagan said. “I mean, you shouldn’t have gotten shot. It wasn’t meant to happen.”
“Then why did it?” I asked.
“It was an accident. That clone of yours shouldn’t even be alive. He threw everything off!” Reagan said, angrily.
Now My Sense Of Humor Needs A Break I See A Shadow In The Mirror And She's Laughin' Through Her Tears One More Smile's All I Can Fake
There Is A Wound Inside Me And It's Bleeding Like A Flood There's Times When I See A Light Ahead Hope Is Not Enough As Another Night Surrounds Me And It Pounds Me Like A Wave God Help Me Am I The Only One Who's Ever Felt This Way?
God Help Me Am I The Only One Who's Ever Felt This Way?
“There are nine men that I have to take on, while being apart of maybe the greatest team in professional wrestling history, a dream team, if you will. I am teaming with Rikku, a former EWE World Champion, White Tiger and Derek Daniels, the two biggest legends in the history of this company, and my good friend Sean Lewis. “We are taking on the sub-par teams of Extremely Crappy Wrestling as Jerry Lawler called it. The Corporate Evolution, or something retarded like that, and Monday Night Cha-ass.
“Lets start with ECW. Android Eighteen. A once great star, now nothing more than Law’s person fuck-buddy. And I don’t mean sex. I mean the numerous times Law has bent her over and spanked her, meaning you can’t beat that man you stupid robotic has-been.
“Mortis? Isn’t he a former TV Champion, or something lame like that? What kind of loser loses a belt that isn’t even worth the leather it is superglued to? Oh yeah, you!
“Johnny Chaos, I’ve beaten him one-on-one, yet he’s never been able to beat me in the ring, when it is just me and him. I’ve beaten Johnny Chaos, trust me, on his own, Johnny isn’t shit. When he can hide behind a group, he still sucks. He just has friends.
“The Sandman. His liver will probably kill him before the match even happens. That, or lung cancer. Sandman sure is a weak human, isn’t he?
“Rob Van Dam! The man whose career blew up in a puff of smoke. Get it? Because you got busted for pot? What kind of adult gets busted for possession? What kind of loser gets busted for it? How pitiful is your life that you have to roll a fatty every day, or many times a day. I hope you get stoned, run over a 12 year old girl and have to spend the rest of your life rotting away in a jail cell, being the personal bitch of a man named “Brick.”
“Now, the next team.
“Chris Ceno, the man holding my belt. Kid, you got some kinda luck. While my shot at the world title ends because my appendix swells up and I nearly die, you catch easy wins over Sean Lewis and Rikku. Fuck. My one chance at the title ended because of my appendix. Well, I don’t have one anymore, kid, so, next time I get a shot at you, it will be me at my best.
“Nero Phoenix, your good, kid, but you will never, ever make it to the level that I am at, ever. You’re a lucky bastard, and if it is up to me, I will break your arm!
“Edge, you couldn’t beat Shawn Ashlocke and I when you had Christian with you, and you won’t beat me when I have my team behind me. Get used to being my bitch, it’ll be that way for the rest of your career!
“Jason Scott, the dude is a overweight ass hole, and his mother doesn’t even love him. Plus, he probably ate dog shit on some impoverished island, he looks like one of those people.
“James Cage, man, you suck, that’s pretty much it.
“Now chaos.
“Law, you are a fantastic wrestler, a great Champion and someone Chaos can be proud of as their representative for many, many years to come. But you’re not at my level kid. Chaos is nowhere near Xplosion, and Law is nowhere near Hayden. In fact, you’re so far below me, you’re farts come out in fire extinguisher blasts!
“Predator, you look funny. That’s well, frankly that is the dumbest catchphrase to ever be thought up, ever. Ever. Ever.
“Chris Jericho? Hey, remember when this guy was cool? Then he got fat and started jobbing to John Cena. Over, and over and over. Then he quit and went on Celebrity Duets, and got voted out before that popcorn fart Hal Sparks.
“Triple H, I beat you in that six-man match, remember? I came over to your show and beat the shit out of you remember? I beat the longest reigning World Champion ever.
“John Cena, I wish I couldn’t see you.”
“All these men need to listen up. I might be the last thing you ever see. My name is Cameron Hayden and I Am Above You!”
Now My Sense Of Humor Needs A Break I See A Shadow In The Mirror And She's Laughin' Through Her Tears One More Smile's All I Can Fake
There Is A Wound Inside Me And It's Bleeding Like A Flood There's Times When I See A Light Ahead Hope Is Not Enough As Another Night Surrounds Me And It Pounds Me Like A Wave God Help Me Am I The Only One Who's Ever Felt This Way?
God Help Me Am I The Only One Who's Ever Felt This Way?
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Post by $$$ John Cena $$$ on Nov 19, 2006 23:41:39 GMT -5
… { scene one – you can’t see me }
The scene opens up inside the arena at Final Cut… the crowd is starting to show up and getting their seats… all of a sudden though some music kicks on… and the crowd goes crazy… it’s “My Time is Now” by John Cena…
John Cena walks out… he has on a pair of camo shorts, some high top shoes, a EWE jersey, and a spinner chain hanging down across his chest… he holds his hands up in the Word Life sign as the music slowly dims down… Cena pulls a mic out from behind his back as the crowd dies down…
~Cena~ So here we are… Extreme Wrestling Entertainment… I’m sure you all have been wondering one thing all week…why the hell would John Cena pack up his bags and head to the big times of EWE… well it’s pretty easy people, this is the place to be… forget WWE… forget TNA… and don’t even talk about AWO… this place is for real…
Cena pauses as the crowd cheers for him…
~Cena~ Now I’m not going to waste your time… you guys are here for a show, and we got a damn good one planned out for all of you. Now… Mr. McMahon has ties to both WWE and the EWE… you can tell when people like Edge, Candice Michelle, and Triple H can wrestle on both shows… EWE is the promise land… and I’ve been waiting to get the call up, so when I saw Shane – O – Mac on my cell phone… I knew my time is NOW! Shane talked me into a little contract for Chaos… and with Kris Jaxson and Hassan leaving recently, it looks like I showed up at the perfect time. Shane decided to toss me right into the thick of things… so here I am… involved in the Extreme Team challenge representing team Chaos…
Cena pauses and does a quick salute… the crowd cheers again…
~Cena~ So… lets set this record strait… even though I know how creative everyone in the EWE is… but seeing that everyone decided to come out and talk about how much of a “Wigger” I am… failed to realize that the only reason they hate me… is because they ain’t me… and if the only thing you have on John Cena is calling him a wannabe black man… then you have already lost your match boys. Lets start with ECW… now, I was a huge fan of ECW back in the hay day… I would have given my left nut for a chance to wrestle in the bingo hall… and yeah, I was boo’d out when I got the chance… so tonight, this little generic ECW, is going to get ripped a part by a true thug!
Cena stops again as a little ECW chant starts up…
~Cena~ Johnny Chaos, Android #18, The Sandman, RVD, and Mortis… sure… all house hold names when it comes to the EWE… but lately, what has ECW done except lose more matches then they can handle… first Eighteen loses a billion in a row, then Johnny Chaos loses the EWE World Heavyweight title… Sandman and RVD can’t win worth a damn… and Mortis is well… Mortis… and that probably sucks!
The crowd cheers again while Cena pauses…
~Cena~ Lets shift the focus over to Extreme Evolution and The Corporation… the team made up of two shitty teams… Jason Scott and Edge are some of the best Chaos has to offer… yet, they are representing the bottom team on this ladder. Then there is Nero Phoenix and James Cage… these two may have the best chance at actually having a future in the EWE… but the only sure thing they are getting tonight, is a loss on their record… and Chris Ceno, the EWE World Heavyweight Champion… listen G… don’t hate on me, because you will end up tapping out… and crying like the little bitch you are…
Cena stops again…
~Cena~ Team Xplosion… the favored in this little 4 way dance… first off there is Rikku, who has been on quite the little losing streak as of late… followed by DDD, who is nowhere to be found for this match… surprising… not really… then there is Cameron Hayden… the man I gave the F-U to last week at ShowDown… expect much of the same from this doctor of thuganomics… White Tiger… you may be some big shot around here… but you ain’t me… and Sean Lewis… glad to see that you’re back, but add my name to the list of people who just don’t give a shit… That’s all I got to say… but Xplosion, Extreme Evolution, ECW, Happy Tree Friends, Looney Toons, Mac Guy, PC Guy, Bill Clinton, and Abdul Haseeb… YOU… CAN’T… SEE… ME!
Cena’s theme kicks back on and the crowd cheers… he does the salute before doing the “can’t see me” and heading backstage… The scene slowly fades away as his music dims away…
Fade to black
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"eWe Legend" Jeff Payne
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Post by "eWe Legend" Jeff Payne on Nov 20, 2006 0:12:26 GMT -5
[glow=lightblue,2,300]Will any team hit limit? I guess we will soon see. Come on Derek, don't let us down! Team Xplosion takes it all [/glow]
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