Thursday, May 24, 2012



*Backstage, Lovable Liam knocked on the locker room door of Oden Schreiner and entered*

Liam: Hey Oden! *Oden turned towards Liam and stared him down* Guess what? We got another match tonight! I feel stronger, and more prepared than ever! I KNOW I can beat you!

Oden: You will lose!
Liam: I don’t think so…I’m going to have two great men in my corner tonight…Crash MuscleGate and Frederic St. Pierre!

Oden: I heard. It does not matter! It will be even! Outside the ring, I have the O’Toole Brothers! It is a lumberjack match!

Liam: Pft, Fine! You can have your little O’Tooles. It won’t change the outcome of tonight. Hope you enjoy your first loss! *Liam exited*






Edward: What a show tonight is shaping up to be, this action is off the charts, and- *Gregory’s face appeared on the big screen*

Gregory: Um, sorry for interrupting, but Edward…I was just given a message that says tonight, you and I are in a tag match…we choose our partners. And whoever we choose, at the PPV next week, they’ll face off one on one.

Edward: …Another match? This mysterious owner is making another match?! Who is he?!

Gregory: Again, I don’t know. But…he OR she needs our pick for partners.

Edward: Ok, you know what. I’m going to win this guy…or if you insist, girl, over by picking a wrestler I know they’ll like! Someone they put into the HAW National Championship match at the last PPV….my partner will be…Jet Black!

Gregory: Sounds good. Then…I shall pick someone who knows your fighting style…..El Termitas!

Edward: What?! You can’t pick El Termitas!

Gregory:  I just did.

Edward: Impossible!

Gregory: Very possible, because our match starts now!








*In the ring in a suit was Franco Mancini. A table was set up, and on opposites sides were Rat and Vernon Walters*

Franco: Welcome everybody, to the contract signing for the HAW World Championship match! The world awaits my decision! Who will I choose? Rat? *Cheers* Or Vernon Walters? *Boos* It seems like you people have your minds made up, but you know what? I don't care about your opinion! My opinion is the one that matters, and right now.....I can't decide. I want each of you to make a case for yourself. Beginning with....Vernon!

Vernon: Well listen up Mancini! You've kept the big shot, Vernon Walters, silent the last few weeks. Now when you started talking to me, you said "Hey Vernon, I'm going to give you a shot at my championship if you help me out." Well I've helped you out, and now, you're going back on your word? We made a deal! Man up, Mancini, and give me my match!


Franco: A very good point, you did beat Rat like I asked you to...but first...I want to hear Rat. Defend yourself, Rat! Why should a losing-streak loser like you get a main event match?

Rat: A fresh Vernon Walters beat me days after my hardcore match against Crash MuscleGate . Then, I have to go in a two on one handicap match, where I would have won, had you not interfered every time I was about to pin Vernon! Franco, you never gave me a fair chance. That's all I ever wanted. So I'm not going to prove myself to you with words. No, I'm going to do it fairly...in a tag team match! You and Vernon Walters versus Me...and my tag team partner....fellow military service member, Mitchell Row! Let's get ready for that match now!

*Franco and Vernon look furious, but all three quickly leave the ring to prepare*













Wednesday, May 9, 2012

*Backstage, Crash and Liam were doing push ups*

Crash: 57....58...59!

*Crash stopped as he saw a pair of boots step in front of him. He looked up to see Frederic St. Pierre*

Crash: Break! Break! We've got an interruption! *Crash and Liam stood up and stared down St. Pierre*

St. Pierre: ....As much as it pains me to say this....Crash, I need your help.

Crash: Oh really?

St. Pierre: Last week, Oden Schreiner gave me a german suplex...and my neck, it has not been feeling the same way since! I need the help of a professional. Help me, s'il vous plaĆ®t.

Crash: Neck injury, huh? Well, I'll help you. For the right price, of course.

St. Pierre: Yes, of course.

Crash: Meet with me later, we'll discuss details. First, Liam and I have to go wipe the floor some creepy ginger twins.



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*Backstage, Edward Findleton walked up to Gregory Greystone*

Edward:  So....Gregory....nice night, huh?

Gregory: Well it's raining, but-

Edward: Let's cut to the chase. Who's in charge?

Gregory: What?

Edward: Tell me who's in charge of the company! You seem to always get this information! You're always contacted!

Gregory: People just hand me notes.

Edward: Lies!

Gregory: Truths!

Edward: Ok...fine...if you won't tell me...I'm just going to have to beat it out of you!




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*Franco Mancini was in the ring*

Franco: Last week, I was confronted in this ring by Rat. He told me he should be the number one contender. He really didn't give any good reasons, he just has a huge ego and needs to be in the main event all the time. But me, I'm a...business man. So I go and watch Rat vs Vernon Walters....and Rat...loses? After all his bragging, he loses? Well Rat, if you're up to it....I am going to give you..........another chance to prove yourself. Not versus Vernon Walters...but versus Vernon Walters and ME, in a handicap match!