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viva_la_raza
May 15th, 2006, 5:15 PM
This seems to be quite a regular thing now doesn't it, but this is going to be the last owner change I swear. There are going to be things that change drastically now, such as it is now a rule you must promo at least once a week. This wont affect the outcome of matches, its just for the sake of promoing, otherwise people get boring an inactive and it spoils it for people who are proming their little hearts out.

Also, I need people to help me update the moveset pages for me, want anything changing or what have you, give us a shout and I'll do it. It would also be helpful if we knew the empty peoples movesets, as they never got filled out in the first place for whatever reason.

If you are interested in joining, please fill this out for us and post it in the thread, and I will PM you with details and try to get ou involved in one of the storylines that we have going. :)

Name:
Nicknames:
Desposition:
Moveset:
Finishers:
Entrance Music:
Location:
[COLOR=White]Colour:

ROSTER

Name: Aeida
Desposition: Face
Moveset: Randy Orton
Finishers: Burning Hammer and Haas of Pain Submission (The Guillotine)
Entrance Music: "The Heart and the Shape" 36 Crazy Fists
Location: Australia
Colour: Dark Olive Green

Name: Blaze
Desposition: Face
Moveset: Rey Mysterio, Sting
Finishers: Blaze of Glory (Double sit down powerbomb)
Entrance Music: Into the Fire by Dokken
Location: Unknown
Colour: Aqua

[COLOR=Purple]Name: Bruno
Desposition: Heel
Moveset: Chris Jericho
Finishers: Unprettier
Location: London, England
Colour: Purple


Name: Da One
Nicknames: Ax
Desposition: Heel
Moveset: Undertaker
Finishers: Mood Swing (swinging neckbreaker)
Entrance Music: Disturbed, Get Down with the Sickness
Location: Bronx, New York
Colour: Red

Name: Dazz
Desposition: Tweener, leaning towards heel
Moveset: Matt Hardy
Finishers: Sweet Chin Music, Swanton Bomb
Entrance Music: Our Ride To The Rectory - Team Sleep
Location: Norwich
Colour: Purple

Name: Devlin McLaine
Nicknames: Security
Desposition: Face
Moveset: Batista
Finishers: Lock Down (Master Lock), Security Check (25-20 second Delayed Vertical Suplex)
Entrance Music: Bad Attitude: Meat Loaf
Location: County Durham, England
Colour: Green

Name: Funazz
Nicknames: Tha Kya
Desposition: Face
Moveset: Shawn Michaels
Finishers: Implant DDT; Texas Cloverleaf
Entrance Music: "Step Up" Drowning Pool
Location: Bronx, New York
Colour: Light Blue

Name: Holy Hopkins
Desposition: Heel
Moveset: Goldberg/Angle
Finishers: Union Jack, Spear, British Bomb.
Entrance Music: "One and Only" Chesney Hawkes
Location: Bristol, England

Name: Jam-Bomb
Desposition: Heel
Moveset: Rey Mysterio
Finishers: Piledriver, Unprettier
Location: Camberley, England
Colour: Green

Name: Jess Bailey
Nickname: Jess
Desposition: Heel
Moveset: Lita
Finishers: Widows Peak
Entrance Music: "Girls, Girls, Girls" by Motley Crue
Location: Australia
Colour: Pink

Name: JRSlim
Desposition: Tweener, but I guess I'm just a serious face?
Wrestling Style: Technical All-Arounder (Roderick Strong)
Signature Moves: Lionsault, Top Rope Elbow Drop, 1/2 Nelson Backbreaker, Somersault Plancha through the ropes (a la Homicide), Great Muta snap elbow drop, 630 (during big spot matches)
Finishing Move: Slim-to-None (Ace Crusher), Blackness (Katahajime)
Entrance Music: RJD2 - The Horror
Location: New York City
Colour: Dark Blue

Name: Matt Vallence
Nicknames: The Legend Killer, The Epitome of Greatness and God's Gift to Wrestling.
Deposition: Heel
Moveset: Randy Orton, some of Edge
Finishers: Career Killer (RKO) Drop of Destiny (Tope Rope RKO)
Location: Melbourne, Australia
Colour: Silver

Name: Mikey Jones
Deposition: Face
Moveset: Low Ki
Finishers: Tiger Driver, Moonsault
Entrance Music: Last Resort by Papa Roach
Location: Essex, England
Colour: Red

Name: Mortis
Nicknames: The Executioner of Society
Moveset: Kane
Finishing Moves: Torture Rack and the Skull Splitter (Rikishi Driver)
Special Moves: Red Mist in the face, Chokeslam, Hanging Victims Upside Down from the corner
Favorite Weapon: Noose
Colour: Maroon

Name: Natty Dred
Desposition: Face
Moveset: Eddie G
Finishers: Stunner, Frog Spash
Entrance Music: "Take It All Away" Puddle Of Mud
Location: Colchester, England
Colour: Yellow

Name: Norman Zook
Desposition: Face
Moveset: Undertaker
Finishers: ShockWave (Ybisu Drop), ScrewDriver(Twist Of Fate)
Entrance Music: "5 minutes alone" Pantera
Location: Tucson, Arizona
Colour: Purple

Name: OceansMafia
Desposition: Heel
Moveset: HHH
Finishers: Last Ride (Mafia Lash) F5
Entrance Music: "For The Ocean" Finger Eleven
Location: Atlanta, Georgia
Colour: Maroon

Name: Punisher
Desposition: Face
Moveset: Kane
Finishers: Punishment (reverse DDT position into an RKO), The Punisher Drop (powerbomb to facebuster)
Entrance Music: "Sober" by Tool
Location: Buffalo, New York
Colour: Orange

Name: Rip
Nicknames: Ripper, The Tick-Tock Psycotic
Desposition: Face
Moveset: Kurt Angle
Finishers: Pendulum (F-5), Ripper (Ankle Lock)
Entrance Music: Jerusalem
Location: Newcastle, England
Colour: Teal

Name: Sandra Chui
Nickname: "The Princess of Lucha Libre"
Desposition: Face
Moveset: Rey Mysterio, Handspring Back Elbow, Tilt a Whirl Headscissor, SpringBoard Armdrag
Finishers: 450 Splash, Summersault Legdrop
Entrance Music: HeadStrong by Trampt
Location: Korea
Colour: Violet

Name: Slare
Desposition: Tweener
Moveset: N/A
Finishers: STD, Society Splash
Location: Glasgow Scotland
Colour: Yellow

FACTIONS

Revolution- The longest serving faction in RSA so far
Natty Dred (leader)
Rip
Mikey Jones
Devlin

The Society
Slare (leader)
Mortis
Blaze
Punisher

The Mafia

Oceansmafia (leader)
Aeida
Jess B
Sandra

Title Histories

RSA Championship
Jam Bomb (July 3, 2005- September 23, 2005)
Stone Cold Chris (September 23, 2005- December 24, 2005)
Dazz (December 24, 2005- April 25, 2006)
Stone Cold Chris (May 30, 2006- July 9, 2006)
Natty Dred (July 9 2006 - May 30th 2007 Vacated by the Champion )

RSA International Title
OceansMafia (August 30, 2005 - September 5, 2005)
Matt Vallence (September 5, 2005- September 23, 2005)
Mikey Jones (September 23, 2005- December 24, 2005)
Fasho (December 24, 2005- January 7, 2006)
Matt Vallence (January 7, 2006- January 20, 2006)
Aeida (January 20, 2006- May 30, 2006)

Re-named British Title by Holy Hopkins-

Hopkins (May 30, 2006- )
Double Pin- Punisher/Hopkins- July 9th

British Champion

Hopkins, re-given belt- (July 14th - November 7th)
Devlin McLain (November 7th- ????)

International Champion

Punisher (July 14th- November 7th)
Norman Zook (November 7-December 25)
Rip (December 25-??)


RSA Tag Team Championship
Timesplitter & Fasho (July 3, 2005- August 30, 2005)
Timesplitter & Aeida (August 30, 2005- October 23, 2005)
Pimpdaddy & OceansMafia (October 23, 2005- November 14, 2005)
Hopkins & Nightmare (November 14, 2005- December 22, 2005)
Zook & Cole Parker (December 22, 2005- February 27, 2006)
Mikey Jones & Rip (February 27, 2006- May 4, 2006)
Mortis & Bruno (May 4, 2006- June 9, 2006)
Funazz & Peacepipe (June 9, 2006-July 14th)
'Chris Squared'- Chris Scott and Chris Kluwe (July 14th- August 17th)
Norman Zook & Devlin McLain (august 17th-December 25th)
Rip wins Zook's belt
Rip and Devlin McLain (December 25- ?)





Scedule of Shows so far

FEAR PPV Sunday 28th May http://forums.rajah.com/showthread.php?t=116932&page=11

Friday Night Soceity-2nd June http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php?p=4466404&postcount=144

Friday Night Society 9th June http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php?p=4487358&postcount=218

Saturday Night Jubilee 17th June http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php?p=4511325&postcount=264

Wednesday Night Carnage-21st June http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php?p=4520818&postcount=311

Friday Night Soceity-23rd June http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php?p=4526933&postcount=337

Tuesday Night Carnage-27th June http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php?p=4537824&postcount=365

Friday Night Society-30th June http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php?p=4545930&postcount=390

Monday Night Carnage-6th June http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php?p=4561892&postcount=416

Friday Night Society-7th June http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php?p=4563573&postcount=424

Odyssey P.P.V- July 9th http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php?p=4567507&postcount=438

Wednesday Night Carnage-July14th- http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php?p=4581961&postcount=517

Friday Night Society-July 14th- http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php?p=4582116&postcount=520

Wednesday :shifty: Night Soceity- July 21st http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php?p=4599526&postcount=595

Friday Night Society- July 22nd- http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php?p=4601318&postcount=610

Carnage- July 28, 2006- http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php...&postcount=663

Friday Night Society- July 30, 2006- http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php...&postcount=687

Wednesday Night Carnage- August 4, 2006- http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php...&postcount=720

Friday Night Society- August 5, 2006- http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php...&postcount=738

Wednesday Night Carnage- August 14, 2006- http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php...&postcount=783

Friday Night Society- August 17, 2006- http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php...&postcount=817

Carnage- September 18, 2006- http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php...postcount=1074

Friday Night Society- September 20, 2006- http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php...postcount=1098

Friday Night Society- October 16, 2006- http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php...postcount=1182

SUMMER TITANS- November 7, 2006- http://forums.rajah.com/showpost.php...postcount=1182

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Tha Kyd
May 15th, 2006, 5:40 PM
Just thought I'd post this here too:


http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/funazz/Rajah%20Simulation%20Alliance/RSA-Fear.gif



Ambulence Match
Peacepipe vs. Punisher


The undefeated Peacepipe is met face to face with the self proclaimed face of RSA. Recently, Punisher applied much "Punishment" to the newly debuted superstar Peacepipe at the recent Sunday Midday Drennathon. Now these 2 men have the opportunity to go at it in an Ambulence match at Fear


Bronx 3 Stage Brawl
Funazz w/ Blaze vs. Fasho


A rivalry, pushed to the limits. Funazz made the challenge at Fear, and now we have these two superstars in what is looked like to be a better quality match than the first Bronx 3 Stage Brawl back in October. A true survival of the fittest.


International and Tag Titles on the line
The Society vs. The Revolution


Slare's final decision's before stepping down from power was to instate this title match of his Revoultion vs. NattyDred's Revolution. Aeida holding the International title and Bruno and Mortis recently gaining the Tag Titles, this match is sure to be nothing short of Amazing.


Cole Parker vs. NattyDred


Cole Parker costed Natty a chance at becoming RSA champion at Destiny, now Natty gets his retribution at Fear taking on Cole Parker one on one to settle the score.


Vacant World title
Tournament Finals


Slare vs. Dunc


A closure to the Slare/Dunc saga. Words cannot describe the hatred these 2 men have for each other, and it seems that this will be both mens last match. No matter who wins, the crowd will still want more.


card subject to change

FaSho34
May 15th, 2006, 8:45 PM
All my bottled up rage, has been bottled up for too long, and I am about ready to explode. I have kept my composure this whole time, but I am getting sick and tired of Funazz and his idiotic mouth saying loads of crap, after the hasn't done a thing. He is all talk, I can sense it, I am not that stupid, I see it on the stage all the time, the look of nervousness in people's eyes. I sense it, I see it in your eyes, you are afraid of losing what is near and dear to you, that World title shot….. and maybe your career. What makes you think that you have what it takes to defeat the Chosen One known as Fa Sho? See, you don't have it. All you have is a huge mouth and the people who are hopping your bandwagon because they think you are somewhat good, and they are with you right now, they just wanna be in the wagon because you have something that many others want, and they believe that you won’t lose it. Well, put this through your mind a few times and keep it there. What do you have that I don't? Besides that title shot, you aren't shit. And after Fear, you are going to find out how much shit you are, when I see your ugly face get slapped around that ring. Hopefully it won’t splatter shit on me… ew…

But seriously everyone, we all know that we are gonna give a hell of a match, and we all know that I am going to give another five star performance, whether I win or.... destroy you, we will have to keep this as professional as we.... oh to hell with professionalism, you piss me off, every time I see your promoes, I just wanna put a hole through my television. But now, it pains me to see that this could be one of the last times Funazz will be using his limbs and his mouth for a while. Boy, would that be a day of rejoicing!

But now I have the feeling that I am the "underdog." Why would that be, I defeated too many frickin guys to get this far, and you think why do I have this chance at the World title, I proved why. I am confident enough that you are leaving either on a stretcher, without the title, or both, and it sounds to be both. Once I am through with you at Fear, Funazz, I will be known as the big dog... you have shit that you can say, but that is all I hear, shit. He cannot utter a word without putting some kind of lie into it. You are going to eat those words, and he will also end up eating from a tube. Anyways, the Funazz era ends, and the Broadway era... BEGINS!!!

But seriously, people must be out of their minds these days, they still believe I am the underdog, hell, He may’ve one the title in that battle royal match, but what makes him that much better than me? That means nothing anymore, I really don't care, I am too focused on this match to give a shit about anyone else. The underdog is going to come through again, I know it, I can feel it in my veins.

I can sense the nervousness still, the sweat dripping from your forehead, I know how it is, with me in the ring, who wouldn't be scared, I am such a damn good wrestler, how can you not be afraid of what I could do to you? I can do it all, and I will have it all by the time the weekend is over. I will be standing as tall as can be, with the biggest performance by any man or woman, ever! But I got the man’s part, you can take the woman’s once I make you my bitch! As you seem to be acting like lately…. Tony Awards, and then the hall of fame…

But I am getting ahead of myself, I need to worry about you first, he is the head of all of this madness, you would be a pitiful sight to see as World Champion. Your chance is going to be over, and at Fear, you may be over too.

Now for him defeating me again, the exact man I am going up against for the pride and glory, any way of you getting a chance to defeat me?

Not a Chance.

I could always beat you, what makes this time any different? Well, I am wiser and better than I was before, and now I know how you play. I will tear you apart, because I am just as nasty as this weather here, and I will do things that you would’ve never wanted to happen to you. Have you ever had a layer of crimson red you’re your forehead, and dripping down to your chin? Well, you are about to get that soon!

I am so damn good. Not only do I have another title match coming my way, but I am accepting actor of the year award at the academy awards very soon, and I am sure as hell glad that I am living right now, otherwise what would everyone else be doing? The World would be boring without me! And Funazz would not have a worthy opponent. He has been talking for way too long, and I would be happy to be the one who takes it from him, his tongue and rip it out of his throat... I would love to. Everyone knows that all good things come to an end, and your bullshit, and possibly your career, is gonna be gone after I defeat you. You should be delighted to be facing me in the ring, because come on. You may have had the gold, but I have much more than you will ever have. I sense the jealousy. You just cannot stand not being in the spotlight the whole time. But who can't stand this face? I mean I have the look, that you have always wanted. But what do you have? A possible title shot, and RSA has been getting the Worst tv ratings since you got here? Sounds like a fucking shit life to me.... I got the lifestyle of a king. Face it, you have been beaten at your own game. The abilities you have... you have no comparison to moi! I have it all, and you will have a cardboard box once I am done with you, you are going to be feeling pain very soon. You will find that Fa Sho does not mess around. This is really serious. I am focused on the prize, and the prize is the title and in the same night seeing you in your own crimson puddle! Have some rest Funazz, you may become tired after getting your stupid ass beat to a pulp!

Aeida
May 15th, 2006, 9:30 PM
Aeida:Moveset Randy Orton Finishers Burning Hammer and Spear and the roll up (only kidding lol)




:blah: i bloody well hope so, oh and can i change spear to the Haas of Pain (which i am calling the Guillotine) I know Funazz has it but... mine is better :D

otherwise everything else is cool

FaSho34
May 15th, 2006, 11:11 PM
a favor, leave my Brock Moveset, and change my finishers to The Batista Bomb (Shodown) and Tombstone 1 (The scoop slam tombstone as the Lights out)

Takerholic
May 16th, 2006, 5:06 AM
Name: Norman Zook (King of Extreme)
Desposition (Heel/Face) Face
Moveset: Undertaker
Finishers: Shockwave(Ybisu Drop) Screwdriver(Twist of Fate)
Arctic Choke(Cobra Clutch)

V-Line
May 16th, 2006, 7:40 AM
Natty, just to let you know, I have 2 Finishers, The RKO (Career Killer) and the Super RKO (Drop of Destiny)

Cheers Mate.

Fear looks very good

Tha Kyd
May 16th, 2006, 3:23 PM
http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/funazz/Rajah%20Simulation%20Alliance/WNR.jpg


Wednesday Night Revolution preview


Punisher has recently answered Blaze's open invitation to a match, and with the recent addition of Wednesday Night Revoltuion to the RSA taping schedule every 2 weeks, General Manager Nathaneal Saunders thought it would be only suitable for this match to take place on the returning show.


Trouble seems to be brewing between Funazz and Fasho, and being that Funazz lives as the brain child of WNR, it will be interesting what is in store for Fasho. Also it is only suitable that the Revolution members take part in the show of their name. All this and more to take place this week on May 17, 2006!

Tha Kyd
May 16th, 2006, 3:39 PM
:blah: i bloody well hope so, oh and can i change spear to the Haas of Pain (which i am calling the Guillotine) I know Funazz has it but... mine is better :D


otherwise everything else is cool

For fucks sake, Aeida I claimed it first!!!!:mad:

Fine I'll change it to something else,

The Epileptic will be a single legged boston crab with an armbar

viva_la_raza
May 16th, 2006, 3:48 PM
http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/funazz/Rajah%20Simulation%20Alliance/WNR.jpg


Wednesday Night Revolution preview


Punisher has recently answered Blaze's open invitation to a match, and with the recent addition of Wednesday Night Revoltuion to the RSA taping schedule every 2 weeks, General Manager Nathaneal Saunders thought it would be only suitable for this match to take place on the returning show.


Trouble seems to be brewing between Funazz and Fasho, and being that Funazz lives as the brain child of WNR, it will be interesting what is in store for Fasho. Also it is only suitable that the Revolution members take part in the show of their name. All this and more to take place this week on May 17, 2006!

You know, if you could just say which matches you want on the card it would be much easier mate

The Revo tag match will stay on Friday's show and not WNR, but now you come to mention it you can add one or two HEat like matches if you like, i don't care who between, as long as they're not like feuding with one another (like Fasho vs Funazz ect) :yes:




Also people, I have now edited the front page so it has more information on it. Tell me what you think, and if there is anything else you would like on there too.

ONce we get into the flow of things I'm going to have an events library so people can go to the front page and just likc a link and immediatly see a show, which will make video packages and what not ten times easier.

Tha Kyd
May 16th, 2006, 3:51 PM
yeah, but I didn't exactly have a full card, just really 2 matches. I'm looking for n00bs to fill the void pretty much. Besides, does the WWE give you every match that's on the card in their previews :p?

viva_la_raza
May 16th, 2006, 3:59 PM
Or just take existing people from the roster and bung them in matches, it's not like a major show.

Tha Kyd
May 16th, 2006, 4:03 PM
B-Show, actually, I would use jobbers, but I'm no good with making up names. And I also don't want anyone to seem too inferrior.

viva_la_raza
May 16th, 2006, 4:18 PM
To be honest mate, we don't need a B-Show, the newbies do fine on the normal show, look how Punisher, Parker, Zook, Mortis, and that collection have come along, and this new batch of newbies will be fine too.

:yes:

Tha Kyd
May 16th, 2006, 4:20 PM
I know, I'm not doing it that often. Every 2 weeks at the bear minimum

Mikey_Jones
May 16th, 2006, 4:27 PM
2 weks is often mate. Very often.

Stop spamming this thread. Thats what GD is for.

You already have most posts. Spammer.

Funazz 6
viva_la_raza 4
FaSho 2
Mikey_Jones 1
Aeida 1
Surveillance 1
Takerholic 1

Takerholic
May 16th, 2006, 4:52 PM
To be honest mate, we don't need a B-Show, the newbies do fine on the normal show, look how Punisher, Parker, Zook, Mortis, and that collection have come along, and this new batch of newbies will be fine too.

:yes:


NOOB? I've been doing this longer than you!

Rip
May 16th, 2006, 4:52 PM
To be honest mate, we don't need a B-Show, the newbies do fine on the normal show, look how Punisher, Parker, Zook, Mortis, and that collection have come along, and this new batch of newbies will be fine too.

:yes:

Nice, my own faction leader doesn't even mention me :(

But meanwhile.................


Wednesday night Revolution?

Why do I get the feeling this could be sub-titled the Funazz hour, or is that just me being cynical I wonder.........

Oh and one more thing while I'm rambling on, nice to see in his outgoing action the big Scot made a good ruling, after FEAR Revolution will own Tag gold once again, and I'll be IN champ coz guys, it's my time now.

Tick, Tock

Tick, Tock

Time for me to step from the shadows

Tick, Tock

Tick........

Holy_Hopkins
May 16th, 2006, 5:00 PM
Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock

Newsflash for you
Rip sucks cock.

Tick, Tock
Tick..........

Well Rippy old timer, looks like times running out for you and the Young Mens Christian Association because at fear you will step into the ring with a wrestling Leeeegend and with all his legions and legions of fans cheering him on you will feel his wrath, you will feel the pain, you will fear the spear.

Society has passed you grandpa, you've had your time, you've led your life, it's time for a Society to put a stop to all thsi nonsense, crowbars?! Un-nicely violence?!

You've got problems matey, and at fear you'll have 3 more.

viva_la_raza
May 16th, 2006, 5:01 PM
NOOB? I've been doing this longer than you!

Oh yeah, sorry, I always o that for some reason.

My apologise.

*runs away*

FaSho34
May 16th, 2006, 6:06 PM
Plus, I am a neutral

FaSho34
May 16th, 2006, 8:38 PM
And while I'm thinking about it, let's talk a little bit about this next pay per view. I mean it is a big night. The World champion thing is going down. You've got the usual filler battles filling the cards. And then you've got that one very special moment for a very special little guy known as Funazz. Oh yes, Sho gets his big chance to fight in the big leagues. Well, if my cabin fever gets any worst being stuck in these small and run down motel rooms, you're going to be in a world of pain. I'll be in some need of release, and you'll be the wall that I pound my fist through.

So you want to tell us all stories of your past, taking us back in the time machine. How quaint. I am not ready, huh? Well guess what Marty McFly... I choose to fight. Just like how I chose to delay the results of every match when I step into that ring. Just how I chose to place my opponents into a downward spiral of pure destruction... within their bodies... their souls... and their minds.

But I've got to take a second to be honest with you there, Funazz, my reflection time with you wasn't my favorite part of your my day. Oh no. Nothing could compare to the moment when I through that little challenge your way. Well, I've thought it over and... sure, why the hell not? After all, that is what the contractual binding agreement states that was placed over two weeks ago, right? Listen kid, the last thing you need to worry about is fighting me. Obviously, you need to be challenging that little hussie you run around with who you supposively “trained”.. But when you think about it, it's not going to matter if you realize you have a darkened fate early, or even right when you hear that lock behind you, the results will all be the same. It will be your head becoming one with the side of a squared circle.

Don't get things twisted man, I'm not trying to run with the big dogs... I am one. Have been for almost as long as you have been roping up women just so that they'll sit in the same room as you. And although I may be ready for the administration to give me a bit more of a challenge, I am all the more ready to step into that ring come Sunday night and do what I love to do best. So sit back and enjoy your flashbacks and misleading thoughts while you can,so everyone in this match had better watch it, because I'll be on a plane by the morning, on my way to destroy you.

Punisher
May 16th, 2006, 9:25 PM
Silence.

That's all I'm hearing Blaze. Funazz where is this woman? I answered her challenge so I want to make sure she knows exactly who she is messing with. Tomorrow night is Wednesday Night Revolution. Funazz, you are lucky enough that I have decided to take some time off my busy schedule and work a B show. You and I both know that I am above that.

I participated in the MAIN EVENT of the first WNR. Blaze you haven't competed in one match. You've hit a guy with a chair and showed off your stuff. That is all you have done. Don't get me wrong. I like ladies. But you have been touched by the hands of Funazz. See, Blaze I have many more important things to do. I have a match at Fear against some guy who gets high. Do you have a match at Fear?

Blaze you will last as long as that Oni Chan kid. Tomorrow night you have a nice beating coming your way. Now I know for a fact no one can get out of the Punishment. I'll be suprised if you get out of a simple finger poke. I am what I say I am....THE NEW FACE OF RSA. And your......just a girl.

Now isn't that punishing?

OceansMafia
May 16th, 2006, 11:21 PM
Yeah...im done...this has dragged on enough for me. Been fun you can kill me off or do whatever but i'm done with RSA Laterz

Takerholic
May 17th, 2006, 2:35 AM
So wait? Is all of PimpMafia gone?

Rip
May 17th, 2006, 3:01 AM
Well Rippy old timer, looks like times running out for you and the Young Mens Christian Association because at fear you will step into the ring with a wrestling Leeeegend and with all his legions and legions of fans cheering him on you will feel his wrath, you will feel the pain, you will fear the spear.

Society has passed you grandpa, you've had your time, you've led your life, it's time for a Society to put a stop to all thsi nonsense, crowbars?! Un-nicely violence?!

You've got problems matey, and at fear you'll have 3 more.


See I have a problem alright, it's a tall streak of piss called Hopkins, some dumb asshole who thinks he's king shit.

News flash boy, you don't even have a faction, you just inherited one from a real legend who got bored listening to your crap and shuffled off.

Tell you what though, at FEAR we'll put your youth and vim against my age and experience shall we? See what comes out of the mix at the end, coz the way I look at it kid I ain't old I'm hitting my prime where as you, well lets just say the jury is out on wheather you'll ever make it to yours.....

Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock

Time for a gut check kid, you got any?

Tick, Tock

Tick........

V-Line
May 17th, 2006, 3:57 AM
Shame bout that Mafia. I would have feuded with you.

viva_la_raza
May 17th, 2006, 2:05 PM
So wait? Is all of PimpMafia gone?

Yes they have officially gone. And Funazz I swear if you go on MSN and talk to them about how if they come back they will be garunteed a RSA Title run lasting 23 months then I will actually hunt you down and kill you.

At least there are no more illegible promo's to read from Mr Literature, Mr Mafia. :lol:

I'm so mean :D

Holy_Hopkins
May 17th, 2006, 2:26 PM
See I have a problem alright, it's a tall streak of piss called Hopkins, some dumb asshole who thinks he's king shit.

News flash boy, you don't even have a faction, you just inherited one from a real legend who got bored listening to your crap and shuffled off.

Tell you what though, at FEAR we'll put your youth and vim against my age and experience shall we? See what comes out of the mix at the end, coz the way I look at it kid I ain't old I'm hitting my prime where as you, well lets just say the jury is out on wheather you'll ever make it to yours.....

Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock

Time for a gut check kid, you got any?

Tick, Tock

Tick........


Leader? Inherited? What decade are you living matey? The Society has evolved, gone are the days when we needed a "leader" to guide our way, I prefer to see us as an established, steady group who are equal. Sure I may be the main speaker but we are all equal in our Society. Unlike the Revolution that is.... But hey it's nice for you to suck up to Slare once he's left.

One last thing, you talk about reaching your prime and question if i ever will, well turn up your hearing aid as I have a tale to tell you....

Back in the day, the day before your hair was turning shades of gray, a star was born destined to do great and wonderful things. Fast forward a few years after the joys and troubles of growing up (try to remeber what that was like) and he entered a wrestling ring.

In his first match he squashed a new superstar, Funazz. He then went on to win the now defunct Hardcore title in the now defunct RSW (which he destroyed by the way) Anyway about three months into his career he easily defeated the "legendary" Dunc to be crowned the Heavyweight champion of the world. During his in ring sucess this smart business man created RWC, a new, exciting product that brought us the careers of great superstars and the stepping stone for many of todays young athletes, such as Vallance, Chris and Nattydread. Anyway back in RSW he was stripped of his title as the two companies collided. After defeating RSW this great great sexy man decided to leave the business and travel the world. Now back in wrestling he is determind to regain the title he never lost... and make Society a better place.

Now Mr Rest in Peace, I have reached heights you will NEVER accomplish and soon I will get back on my perch whilst you wallow away in mediocrocy. Now hobble away and prepare for the biggest match in your career, you have the honour of being in the very same ring as a true wrestling Leeeeegend.

Dick, Cock
Dick, Cock
Times running out, ya old smelly fart.

Mikey_Jones
May 17th, 2006, 2:34 PM
So Hoppy. Your saying your equal to Bruno, the man whose jobbed out more than his mum?

:rofl:

I thought you were a legend, not a jobber.

But anyway, congrats on that old thing on your PS1. However, everything grows old and gets boring. And RWC got boring. It may have made stars but that had NOTHING to do with you. So go home, eat some curry and get ready for Fear.

Rip and I are the perfect tag team, youth and experience. But Bruno and Mortis? They're crap, and you think that you want to be associated with someone like them? It pains me to say this but your better than them. Leave them and go on your own. Lead the life you once had. Leave them and join Revolution.

We are better than them. We are better than you. Think about it.

Holy_Hopkins
May 17th, 2006, 2:35 PM
(RWC matey)

Mikey_Jones
May 17th, 2006, 2:37 PM
I said that :shifty:

Takerholic
May 17th, 2006, 3:24 PM
What show is the triple threat IN title match set for?

Rip
May 17th, 2006, 3:25 PM
Leader? Inherited? What decade are you living matey? The Society has evolved, gone are the days when we needed a "leader" to guide our way, I prefer to see us as an established, steady group who are equal. Sure I may be the main speaker but we are all equal in our Society. Unlike the Revolution that is.... But hey it's nice for you to suck up to Slare once he's left.

One last thing, you talk about reaching your prime and question if i ever will, well turn up your hearing aid as I have a tale to tell you....

Back in the day, the day before your hair was turning shades of gray, a star was born destined to do great and wonderful things. Fast forward a few years after the joys and troubles of growing up (try to remeber what that was like) and he entered a wrestling ring.

In his first match he squashed a new superstar, Funazz. He then went on to win the now defunct Hardcore title in the now defunct RSW (which he destroyed by the way) Anyway about three months into his career he easily defeated the "legendary" Dunc to be crowned the Heavyweight champion of the world. During his in ring sucess this smart business man created RWC, a new, exciting product that brought us the careers of great superstars and the stepping stone for many of todays young athletes, such as Vallance, Chris and Nattydread. Anyway back in RSW he was stripped of his title as the two companies collided. After defeating RSW this great great sexy man decided to leave the business and travel the world. Now back in wrestling he is determind to regain the title he never lost... and make Society a better place.

Now Mr Rest in Peace, I have reached heights you will NEVER accomplish and soon I will get back on my perch whilst you wallow away in mediocrocy. Now hobble away and prepare for the biggest match in your career, you have the honour of being in the very same ring as a true wrestling Leeeeegend.

Dick, Cock
Dick, Cock
Times running out, ya old smelly fart.


Sorry about halfway through that I fell asleep, happens when you reach a certain age, your boredom senses kick into overdrive.

Hang on two seconds while I scan it again.........

OK so to sumarise, you created something that no longer exists, won a couple of things that no longer exist, claimed credit for other peoples talent and pissed of when it got tricky, and this makes you a Legend and a good business man?

Did I skip something?

Tell you what kid at FEAR you'll have a chance to impress me, you have a chance to show me what you have, coz so far all I see is hot air and you hiding behind your 'equals', at FEAR we'll be in the ring together for the first time, lets see what happens then hmm?

Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock

Time to see what tricks the old dog has up his sleeves eh kid?

Tick, Tock
Tick........

Rip
May 17th, 2006, 3:26 PM
What show is the triple threat IN title match set for?

Good question............

Natty?

Tha Kyd
May 17th, 2006, 3:29 PM
:muahaha: NEVER!!!

Rip
May 17th, 2006, 3:29 PM
I'm pretty sure your not Natty.........

Or being asked :D

Tha Kyd
May 17th, 2006, 3:43 PM
Fasho: In the eyes of my peers, I am nothing more than a washed up piece of shit. And my comment to that is no I am not. I shall prevail. I will not be made a--- *kid kicks Fasho in the nuts*

*Flashy movie pop music starts playing*

Morgan Freeman: Next Sunday, a battle of comic proportions is upon us.


Fasho: *walking out of a bathroom* I shall not be made a fool of-

Goth Chick from many a month ago: You call that a penis?

Morgan Freeman: The only thing to Fear, is Fear itself

FAsho: *underneath a bed* Is that Jason

Mysterious figure: no.

Fasho: Freddy?

Mysterious figure: no

Fasho: My mother?

Mysterious figure: Yes

*Fasho shrieks like a little girl*

Morgan Freeman: And the definition of fear.

Funazz: Yes

Morgan Freeman: IS

Funazz: YES

Morgan Freeman: Funazz

Funazz: What?

Morgan Freeman: You Funazz, man

Funazz: Whatever, I know Fasho's a snivling baby but I am not the definition of Fear

Morgan Freeman: Well since this sissy baby isn't Fear, you have to be.

Funazz: What about Slare and Dunc

Morgan Freeman: Backing out of RSa like little babies

Funazz: I am FEAR!!! :muahaha:


*Icing on the cake*

:mtr: -------------:kennedy:

FaSho34
May 17th, 2006, 7:10 PM
Now has come the day that I take the lead and I make you follow.

Toast the champion cause I came for greed and not for tomorrow.

If it feels good then it feels good and I do it all day.

You want me to play you best bring your brain, you best bring your money.

Make me a superstar.

No matter who you are.

Razorblade and lines and I walk the line without feeling no one.

Damn my throat is dry, I can't taste the wine from these empty bottles.

Films and magazines its all what I need and all what I planned on.

Where's my limousine.

It's just a dream that I won't wake up from.

Make me a superstar.

It don't matter who you are.

Make me a superstar.

No matter who you are.

And all of my pills and all of my drinks is makin me, makin me.

And all that I feel and all that I see is makin me, makin me, makin me.

Cover me in greed, cause you planted the seed when you fed my ego.

Needless and disease for old invincible me like some kind of hero.

Is it no surprise that I'm paralyzed by my fame and fortune.

As I close my eyes and dive into the sky I'm dead 27.

Make me a superstar.

It don't matter who you are.

Make me a superstar.

No matter who you are.

And all of my pills and all of my drinks is makin me, makin me, makin me.

And all that I feel and all that I see is makin me, makin me, makin me.

And all of my pills and all of my drinks is killin me, killin me, killin me.

And all that I feel and all that I see is fakin me, fakin me.

Make me a superstar, it don't matter who you are.

Make me a superstar, no matter who you are.


Wrestling, it isn’t just a job anymore, it is being the biggest superstar there is, hence the song…. But you see, we have people battling in this match to become the biggest superstar, and I believe a couple of things about it.

These guys are way over their heads if they believe that they are bigger than I am. I cannot stop to think of any reasons why these guys could be any bigger than I am. Because the way I see it, I count my titles held, and I believe that I have held enough to be called a legend, and I have been. But RSA is probably the place where my real legendary era will begin. I believe that this will be the place that I will rule, once and for all, my new home…

Being a superstar was what I wanted when I started to wrestle, but then the titles just got to me, I couldn’t stand not being the best, and that is how I got into acting, I loved having the spotlight. I love being the center of attention. The name for this pay per view is perfect, I am going to end up showing no fear, and I will get to the World title, and defeat Funazz….

Just remember, the guys in this tourney…. Remember me when I am World Champ, and the best actor of the decade, and I may give you some kind of recognition, but right now, I need to worry about Fear!

Funazz is going to feel a pain he has never wanted to feel…. But he will never forget the pain that he will end up in. He will see himself in his own puddle of blood. Trying to mock me like this is an outrage! This idiot seems to believe that my rage won’t help me at all. Well get this you stupid little prick! You aren’t helping yourself any, and you will end up getting yourself in a lot of hurt…

Just remember that your pain that you are going to feel, will be all of your fault. You were the one who got yourself in trouble, and you are paying for the consequences this time. This will be a new day for Fa Sho, and the ending of a certain Azz-Hole, and he will never be able to talk shit about Mr. Broadway, again! I guarantee it!

Tha Kyd
May 17th, 2006, 8:24 PM
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Welcome to the second ever Rajah Simulation Alliance Wednesday Night Revoltuion. And here comes Funazz along with Blaze, down to the ring to start off the night with some words of inspiration.


Funazz: Ladies, gentlemen, and life-forces from beyond, welcome to Wednesday Night Revolution. Now, I know that RSA has been going through some recent managorial problems, and all but hey... Guess what?


Blaze: What Funazz?


Funazz: Natty let me take control of this show! And you know what that means--- Living HELL!!!! (a look of slight disbelief comes over Blaze's face at Funazz's last comment) Nah, nah I'm just kidding. I got you going there now didn't I?


Blaze: Yeah, you did. Well Funazz, tell me, did you get me that request I asked for?


Funazz: How could I let my favorite student down on a request. There was a bite for your open request match tonight. Your opponent of the evening will be-


Funazz is cut off by Fasho's music as he makes his way down to the ring. He walks and grabs a mic from the stage hand.


Fasho: Funazz, I see your really making a name for yourself here in RSA. I mean, now you can stink up the spotlight not by yourself anymore, but rather, you have Tits McGee here with you for the equally awful stench.


Blaze: WHAT?!? NO?


Funazz: Blaze calm down. I've delt with the likes of Fasho before


Blaze: No, I want him now, I don't care who my-


Funazz: Blaze, I've got this thing covered. Now Fasho, you wanna come in, and make a mockery of me, and my student when I'm doing my spiel for my current disposition? I have no problem with that, and on any other night, I would let that slide, but tonight, it's different. You see, I have the power to book any match at any time if I want. So tonight, Blaze you face your original intended opponent Punisher. And Fasho, your opponent, or should I say opponents will be Mikey, Rip and Aeida!!!


Fasho: You can't do this to me, I'm a superstar. I'm a fucking Broadway actor.


Funazz: In my eyes Fasho, your either an actor or a wrestler, but not both.


Bruno w/Mortis vs. Matt Vallence

It’s time for a matchup of the Society against the Elite. First out to the ring is Bruno, half of the tag team champions with Mortis, the other half, in his corner. Next out is Vallence who in a couple of days will face Fasho in a Semifinal match of the RSA title tournament. Vallence and Bruno waste no time getting this matchup underway. Bruno tries to pick up Vallence and slam him but Vallence floats over and then hit’s a dropkick to Bruno’s back. Bruno gets back up and he seems to get pissed off at Vallence. He tries to spear Vallence but Vallence just moves out the way. Bruno back to his feet and receives yet another dropkick from Matt Vallence. Vallence picks up Bruno and hit’s a couple of nasty uppercuts. Before sending Bruno for a ride into the corner. Vallence charges Bruno but Mortis pulls Bruno out of the corner so Vallence gets nothing but turnbuckle. Vallence turns around and Bruno hit’s a nice snap suplex.

1

2

Vallence gets up as Bruno bounces off the ropes and Bruno gets a bulldog. Here‘s the cover

1


2


Vallence kicks out again. Bruno lifts Vallence up to his feet and says stay down right to Vallence’s face. Bruno backs up and goes for the Superkick but Vallence grabs his leg and hit’s a couple of punches to the face of Bruno before hitting a leg lariat. Now Vallence heads to the top rope and waits for Bruno to get up. Crossbody! Crossbody! Cover…

1


2


Kickout by Bruno. Vallence is getting ready for the Career Killer. Oh wait Mortis just grabbed Vallence’s leg. Vallence turns around to yell at him. Here comes Bruno with a Superkick….NO! Vallence ducked! CAREER KILLER! Vallence covers

1


2



3!


Matt Vallence picks up the victory here. Vallence is celebrating arms wait and Bruno looks….wait what the hell is going on here. It seems we’ve lost power. What the hell is going on. Did someone forget to pay the bill for this arena. The whole arena is dark here and now the lights have finally come back on. Wait a minute! Mortis and Bruno are standing over the prone body of Vallence. What the hell happened? Mortis and Bruno high five each other and leave the ring with their belts. I think we may need some help out here for Vallence.

Winner: Matt Vallence

Punisher vs. Blaze

First out to the ring is Punisher. He’s met by a chorus of boos for the crowd as the replay shows of what he did to PeacePipe at Sunday Midday Dreddathon. He stands in the ring waiting for his opponent.

Next out to the ring was Blaze, surprisingly not accompanied to the ring by her mentor Funazz. She is wearing a rather revealing outfit consisting of a mini skirt, and a shirt that shows a lot of cleavage. She crawls into the ring as this match goes underway.

Blaze and Punisher lock up in the center of the ring. Punisher locks in a hammerlock from which he begins dry humping Blaze from behind and letting her free. Blaze disgusted with Punisher’s behavior gets to the other side of the ring. She then raises her hand to Punisher for a test of strength grapple hold, from which Punisher accepts. Punisher, overpowers Blaze and begins making a kissing gesture towards Blaze. Blaze breaks away from Punisher instantaneously and gets back to the other side of the ring.

Unwisely, Blaze momentarily turned her back to Punisher from which he attacks her from behind with a strong lariat. Punisher begins mud hole stomping away at Blaze’s body. From which Punisher goes for the pin. 1……..2… no 3.

Punisher whips Blaze to the turnbuckle. Punisher goes for a stingers splash but Blaze moves out of the way. Punisher stumbles out of the turnbuckle region and is met by a Blaze slap to the face. Blaze with a high angle dropkick. Blaze irish whips Punisher off the ropes. Punisher goes for a clothesline on Blaze, but Blaze pre-empts the move and reverses it into an inverted armbar on Punisher. From the armbar, Blaze gets a crucifix pin out on the Punisher. 1…….2…….. close 2 count.

Blaze locks in a half crab in the center of the ring with no where for Punisher to go. Wait, Punisher grabs Blaze’s leg and locks in an ankle lock, but it’s just his luck as Blaze quickly gets to the ropes. Punishr with a brainbuster suplex on Blaze. Punisher then yells something into the camera “Hey, PeacePipe, I hope your watching this!”

Punishment by the Punisher to Blaze. The referee goes for the pin. 1…….2…….3! The Punisher has won the match. But it doesn’t look like he’s finished. He picks up Blaze again and it looks like he wants to hit another Punishment on Blaze, but wait, PeacePipe is coming out to the ring. Peacepipe blows some smoke into the face of Punisher like an Asian Mist attack. Oh and PeacePipe hits Punisher with a 420 splash from off the top rope.

Winner: Punisher

Backstage, Peacepipe has been set for an interview with his personal camera crew

Interviewer: Peacepipe, you just attacked Punisher when he was in a match against Funazz's new protogé Blaze. After which you hit the 420 splash on him. What were your motives?

Peacepipe: *cough* *cough* Are you crazy, the an attacked me a pair of brass knuckles last week. Don't you watch the replay footage?

Interviewer: I'm sorry Peacepipe. It has been made clear on RSA.com that you accepted Punisher's request to an Ambulence match at Fear. What is your opinion of the match?

Peacepipe: What do I think of your mom? She has a nice ass, juicy lips and wide thighs. What do you think I think of this match. I walk into RSA in my second match and get a face full of knucks. Either I'm unpleasent or he has issues.

Interviewer: One last question, do you have any affliations to Funazz or Blaze?

Peacepipe: HELL NO! I do what's right for me...

Blaze walks across the set into the interview set. Peacepipe pauses at her appearance.

Blaze: Thanks for saving me from the hands of that monster Punisher. I was thinking maybe we could discuss future plans.

Peacepipe: On second thought. Yes, I do have affiliations.

They walk off together discussing what could be said as "future relations"

Fasho vs. The Revolution

Ok folks……we have this unfortunate scenario of one man vs. an entire faction. Funazz and Fasho have been going at it tooth and nail lately. Since Wednesday Night Revolution belongs to Funazz……well let's just say he is using his executive powers as program director to create a hostile environment for his foe. As we here the crowd begin to grow in anticipation…..we see Mr. Broadway making his way to the ring. He has a look that says a thousand words right now…..he's probably scheming about how he can retaliate against Funazz.

The crowd now going insane as Revolution members Natty, Rip, Mikey, and Aedia appear dressed in combat gear. Mikey still traumatised from that hellacious attack last week obviously isn't at full capacity tonight, but will compete here nevertheless. All 4 members of Revolution look at each other and race towards the ring. The bell sounds and this one is under way……

Fasho is ready as Aeida is the first to slide in the ring. Fasho connects with a quick shot and Aeida goes down as the other three are now inside. Rip charges and Fasho plays matador with him as he grabs two handfuls of tights….and tosses Rip right back through the ropes. Mikey takes a swing and Fasho ducks…..kick to the gut. Natty over but Fasho drops him with a drop toe-hold. Fasho hits a quick drop kick to Natty's head and Natty rolls outside to the floor. Aeida back up now charges Fasho again……a kick to his gut as well. Fasho lunges towards both men and drops them with a hard clothesline. Aeida scrambles to his feet and receives a dropkick delivered squarely to the jaw…….he rolls out of the ring after that chin shot. Mikey stands back up groggily now and Fasho lifts him in the air……he turns towards Rip who is standing on the floor now. Fasho tosses Mikey……..yes! Jones collides with Rip. Mr. Broadway has just cleared the ring and shows no signs of being at a disadvantage here.

Fasho bounces off the ropes…..it looks like he's attemping a high-flying maneuver here…..wait! Natty just tackled him in the middle of the ring from out of nowhere! Nattydred laying shot after shot to the jaw of Mr. Broadway now as the other three Revolution members slide into the ring to join in. It's a 4-way beat down now as Fasho just has to lie there and take it. Rip now pulls Fasho's limp body up and holds him in place as Mikey and Aeida take turns just slapping him across the face. Natty is barking out instructions and this is quickly getting out of hand now…..Funazz must be smiling from backstage as I'm sure he's monitoring the situation. Mikey Irish whips Fasho into the corner……Rip follows right behind with a gruesome clothesline. Aeida jumps in after Rip backs off and hits a flying elbow to the chin of Fasho. Mikey then brings up the rear with a gut-crunching spear. I don't know how much more Fasho can take of this torture. Each man now taking his time just measuring a solid, teeth-rattling shot to Fasho……one after another….after another.

Natty yells for the guys to hold Fasho in the middle of the ring. He is going to……..wait! Nattydred just got pulled down by his feet and drug outside the ring! It's Cole Parker! Parker has ahold of Natty and rams him into the barricade! What the hell is he doing here? This has become personal. He now tosses him over the wall into the crowd as Aeida slides out of the ring to help. Aeida is trailing Parker and Natty who are slowly moving towards the back of the house through the crowd. It looks like Cole Parker just made this a 2 on 1 match now. Cole and Natty have a date with each other at Fear soon, and Parker obviously not letting sleeping dogs lie. Back in the ring, Fasho is still taking punishment from the remaining two members of Revolution. Mikey and Rip have lifted up Fasho in the air in unison………beautiful double suplex from the former tag team champions.

Fasho in a real world of hurt here if he can't do anything soon. Rip drags Fasho into the middle of the ring and motions Mikey to climb. Jones scales the turnbuckle…..looks like he's going to hit his Moonsault here. Mikey pauses…..then backwards waaay up in the air and……ohhhhh! Fasho got his knees up! Mikey is hurt and rolling as Fasho gets to his feet. Rip swings at Fasho……blocked! Fasho retaliates with a closed-fist to the head. Rip goes down as Mikey gets back to his feet……..bodyslam by Fasho! Rip runs over trying to surprize Fasho…….back body drop! Mr. Broadway lifts Mikey by the head…….headbut!……again!…..again! He has just nailed Mikey Jones in the head with 3 rock solid headbuts. Mikey staggers on his feet as you can tell he's seeing stars. Mikey takes a swing to the mid-air…………and does the 'ol Ric Flair drop face-first on to the canvas. Fasho sensing the upper-hand now…….wham! Kick to the gut by Rip. There's that blindside attack Rip was looking for. Fasho is about to be put out of his misery I think. He lifts Fasho in the air and…………he hit it!! He hit it!! The Pendulum has been hit by Rip! He collapses on Fasho for the cover……1………2………3!!!! The Revolution have won this match, but Fasho put up one hell of a fight. What payback will Fasho have in store for Funazz? Let's get the official announcement……

"The winner's of this match……by pinfall…..The Revolution!!!"

Rip is helping Mikey Jones back to his feet now. Both men discussing something amongst themselves. Well….not much more we can say here about this……….wait a minute!! The lights go to pitch black………..we can smell fog, or smoke, or something surrounding the ring. The lights are back up now……..good lord!! Mikey Jones is hanging upside down from the ring post by a…..a noose!! Rip is shocked momentarily……as this is definitely the work of Mortis and the Society leaving a warning for Revolution. Rip now stomping in the ring out of hatred……he climbs down to help Mikey out. The Revolution looked strong here as a faction at first…….but who has had the last laugh?

FaSho34
May 17th, 2006, 9:08 PM
It is really too bad that Funazz has to stack the odds. What a little pussy shit! He cannot get an advantage without putting me in a handicapped match. Wow, what a man!

Tough guy.... looks like we will find out how tough you are at Fear when I have you screaming for your mommy!

StoneColdChris
May 17th, 2006, 9:47 PM
I love how Natty says we shouldn't have a B- show, and yet you post one anyway

V-Line
May 17th, 2006, 11:47 PM
Good point, I've been taken out by Mortis and Bruno before, and i said I didn't like it.
But Funazz, with you being so original, it happens again.
My charecter is alot bigger than theirs, so why am i getting beatdowns?
It's about time that the writers stop making the Elite looks so much worse than the Revolution and the 365th version of the Society.

Rip
May 18th, 2006, 2:37 AM
To be honest mate I partly agree with you, sorry Funazz but I don't get the booking for that show at all, I think it harks back to my comment on the whole 'Funazz Hour' all four Revo members against Fasho coz you say so?

Not a freakin' hope of that happening mate, since when did the Revo become your Spirit Squad?

I'm pretty much treating that whole 'show' as a Funazz promo (and I picked up the win so to be honest I ain't got that much to bitch about compared to some people!) and the ending sucked, not practical and made it look like I'd done it do you read promos?

Natty as owner did you know about the show, and booking, since you said we didn't need a 'B' show?


Meanwhile in character........


Hay Fasho after that whole debacle I have an offer for you, anyplace, anytime you got a free 'Ass-Kicking' card you get to play it and that piece of crap Azz-hole gets to have his ass handed to him by any members of the Revolution who wanna play, hell the way that show went down you might even get one off the Legend Killer as well.

Azz-hole, you don't get to play games without paying a price....

Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock

Whens the clock going to strike Funazz, better ask Fasho, hmm?

Tick, Tock
Tick........

Takerholic
May 18th, 2006, 3:43 AM
Just for anyone who didn't know, I am back to a full schedule here

Slare
May 18th, 2006, 7:27 AM
Fear

A Four letter word?

Or the thing that makes us a men, and stops us from being more than we can be

I am Slare....Now,I have no fear...I have nothing to lose.

For four long federations, I have been here...Since the beginning.

I came into RSL, Lost my first three matches, then along with Fasho, beat Krob, and joined Destiny with a man who goes by the name of the Dunc.
So Dunc leaves, and I realise that RSL was mine for the taking, and take it over I did.
I got rid of some junk, and Became the Dictator of Destiny.

Then, RWC came along, crowning me its first champion, and giving birth to the Society. So while dominating that federation, and joining the Founation in RSW Things were looking quite dandy.

So for a few months we sit pretty there, then after dominating both places, I get bored and pissed off at the way Krob ran the place, so I headed an invasion, which went to fuck, because it was just too one sided.

So both federations eventually died, the final count giving me 5 rwc titles, 2 rsw and one undisputed title among others.

I came here, and after a run that lassted almost 9 months, I did not main event a PPV.

In RSA, I got through some unfinished buisness, then took this place over....but now...now...im done.

Ive done it all. Everything. There isnt even point in me being here.

Except

Except one thing. The match that never was.

Slare vs. Dunc.

FaSho34
May 18th, 2006, 8:00 AM
Hay Fasho after that whole debacle I have an offer for you, anyplace, anytime you got a free 'Ass-Kicking' card you get to play it and that piece of crap Azz-hole gets to have his ass handed to him by any members of the Revolution who wanna play, hell the way that show went down you might even get one off the Legend Killer as well.

Azz-hole, you don't get to play games without paying a price....

Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock

Whens the clock going to strike Funazz, better ask Fasho, hmm?

Tick, Tock
Tick........

Do you wanna know when?

At Fear, Funazz's time is up, and he is Azz-kicking no more. He is more like an Azz-wipe to me. Only thing he is good for. Well we will see how the odds stack when I show this little bastard a thing or two about respect.

Tha Kyd
May 18th, 2006, 11:29 AM
I love how Natty says we shouldn't have a B- show, and yet you post one anyway

He said I could make a WNR FYI. :p

viva_la_raza
May 18th, 2006, 11:35 AM
Good point, I've been taken out by Mortis and Bruno before, and i said I didn't like it.
But Funazz, with you being so original, it happens again.
My charecter is alot bigger than theirs, so why am i getting beatdowns?
It's about time that the writers stop making the Elite looks so much worse than the Revolution and the 365th version of the Society.

Sorry about this, see Funaz has a phobia of a little thing called running things past me, don't you Funazz, you fat barrel of monkey spunk. At what point did I agree to those plans?

This has really ticked me off, I'm meant to make the Elite and the Soceity look credible Funazz and you've done a great job of shitting that up, you know what that B-Show achieved absolutly nothing except from your getting a serious rollocking from me, so in future if your doing one, you'd better pass every detail from every move in match to every time a mouse farts backstage otherwise I swear I will give you the Issac Hayes South Park treatment

We don't need a bloody B-Show, savve?

viva_la_raza
May 18th, 2006, 11:36 AM
He said I could make a WNR FYI. :p

I also said 'TALK TO ME ABOUT IT FIRST ON MSN"

Do you have selective eye sight? Did you just happen to not catch that when I told you then??! Would you like me to mail it too you in big letters so that next time you do remember?

Tha Kyd
May 18th, 2006, 11:37 AM
DIDN'T I SAY I WAS SORRY ALREADY AND I TAKE FULL RESPONSIBLITY?

Mikey_Jones
May 18th, 2006, 1:24 PM
No

Rip
May 18th, 2006, 1:25 PM
You did, but we ain't finished picking on you yet :D

Punisher
May 18th, 2006, 4:46 PM
Punishment by the Punisher to Blaze. The referee goes for the pin. 1…….2…….3! The Punisher has won the match.

Alright, so maybe Natty didn't want this show to happen. Well Natty stick it up your ass because no matter what you say the show did happen. I made my triumphant return to Wednesday Night Revolution and did what I said I would do. I beat Blaze. Maybe it doesn't seem like it was a hard task....well ok it wasn't. But a win is a win. She fell to the hands of the Punishment! Better luck next time hun. Now thanks to that win I now have momentum going into Fear when I have my Ambulance Match with Peacepipe.

But Peacepipe doesn't get to rest on the next show. He has to face Hopkins. Have fun with that Peacepipe because you know I'll be watching from the back. I'll have a close eye on this match. But I have the night off so I won't be doing any in ring action. Ah yes it's so nice to get a night off after such a hard fought win.

So Peacepipe after you probably get killed by Hopkins be sure to rest up. Get on the reefer do whatever you want because you're going to need everything. I will show you what true hell is. Our previous match is absolutely nothing comapred to the hell we're going to endure May 28th at Fear. Peacepipe your ass is mine. And I sure hope your not knocked out when I put you in that ambulance. I want you're to personally see as the doors of your career slam close.

Slare
May 19th, 2006, 7:40 AM
ahahaha natty called funazz a fat barrel of monkey spunk...lol

Look at diz fed...fool of NOOOBS!!!!

V-Line
May 19th, 2006, 8:16 PM
At least they are around.......

Natty, PM me, what are the plans for the PPV!

Aeida
May 20th, 2006, 4:07 AM
119 revolutions the wheel has completed and each time it has gained momentum. Who will be able to stop it, nobody knows for sure. One thing that people can be aware of is that my greatest challenge to date as the International championship is slowly coming day by day. Now depending on if that challenge is at Fear, WNR, in a rumble, king of the ring or even at Rajahmania, we all know I won’t be able to hold onto this belt forever, especially with what the establishment has planned for the Revolution.

Wouldn’t you know it; SLARE’s final decision before stepping down is an attempt to screw my title reign and me over once more. By forcing me into a six man tag team match with the In Title and his buddies tag titles on the line. Not only that, I have to trust Mikey and Rip, guys who would gladly lead me out to the middle of a paddock and shot me in the head because they blame me for them failing. My reign is in their hands and there is nothing I can do about it. I don’t even have to be pinned and I lose.

119 long days will be halted by the inferiority complex that is making SLARE step down. Rip… Mikey, my reign is in your hands, don’t drop the ball again.

Mikey_Jones
May 20th, 2006, 6:29 AM
Aeida. I faced you and you beat me fair. I respect you for that. but you oculd have helped me and you didn't. So it gets confusing.

However, at Fear in the 6 man I'll make sure no-one gets screwed. We have problems but I ain't a backstabber. You watch mine and Rip's back and I'll watch yours.

Rip
May 20th, 2006, 8:50 AM
Don't drop the ball?

Don't drop the ball?

What are you now my under 9's rugby coach?

Tell you what Aieda, I didn't drop it then and I won't now but see I have no worries about Mikey, I have no worries about me, the way I look at it your the one that needs worried about I know Mikey has my back and my little bud knows I'll walk through hell at his side.

You however?

Why don't I feel like turning my back on you at FEAR, perhaps it has something to do with the upcoming triple threat or perhaps it's because you still havn't proven I can trust you after Mikey got whacked?

See I'll make it easy for you mate, you stay the f*ck out of my way and there won't be any issues, I know I can do my job.

The question is can you do yours?

Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock

Time to see where everyone really stands

Tick, Tock
Tick........

Aeida
May 20th, 2006, 9:19 AM
Your right guys, you can’t trust me, but then again you can’t trust anyone in this place.

Mikey we have been through a lot, and you know I wouldn’t attack anyone from behind, that’s not the way I am, and your right I could have helped you back when you guys lost the tag belts, i made a mistake and didn't see Slare's goons as a threat, thats still no reason for my to get the blame for you guys loosing the titles. And anyway you guys could of helped me when Vallance put me on the injured list for 3 weeks, but i didnt blame you guys for that.

Rip, instead of trying to end my IN reign you could act like teammate and keep your eyes off my belt instead of trying to beat me for it every chance you get. You don’t try and further your career with the downfall of a teammate. You know we might not see eye to eye on everything, but the only reason for that is because the IN gold is blinding you.

You jump to conclusions that it was me that attacked Mikey; question is where the hell were you, you might not have the problems I have with Mikey, but there is as much proof that I did it that there is that you did it. I have had a history of revolution members turning on me. Remember Bruno; you all know what happened with him. I have seen the signs, one of you gets a little big for his britches and wants more and next thing you know your climbing a ladder and get a chair to the back.

You guys are a tag team, you’re always together, and yet Rip is not there when Mikey gets his ass kicked. Then he is the first person to blame Nat and I, with no proof at all. Think about it guys, you can't trust anyone in the business not even each other.

Stealth
May 20th, 2006, 7:44 PM
Live from Indianapolis, Indiana..... We have two men who trained together before entering the RSA. Mortis the Executioner, who is currently a member of the newly formed Society, and is one-half of the RSA Tag Team Champions. And Peacepipe, who is new to the RSA and has a brutal ambulance match against Mortis' former tag team partner, Punisher.

First of all Mortis, Slare is leaving the RSA......maybe more importantly, he's leaving the group in which he recently just rebuilt. What are your comments?

Slare did the right thing reforming the Society. I think that Hopkins, Bruno, and myself have shown that we were not only perfect choices to sustain the group...but the perfect persons to take this company to the next level. I thank Slare for bringing us together, and will rejoice with him at FEAR when he fulfills his last remaining quest in his pursuit for perfection. As for us three.....we're good enough by ourselves to do whatever it is that needs to be done. The first thing on our list is taking care of a rotting faction called Revolution at FEAR when we hold all three title belts.

Peacepipe, as a former training partner with Mortis....surely the thought has crossed everybody's mind that you may be added to the Society.

You know, the thought has crossed my mind to keep to my own affairs instead of asking so many nosey questions. And don't call me Shirley.

Ok....Peacepipe. You have the ambulance match at FEAR with Punisher. What's your game plan?

My game plan is to win the match. You're not real good at asking questions are you?

Well then....let's go back to Mortis for a second. Mortis please tell us what would happen if you and Peacepipe were to ever square off against one another....

I have to agree with my buddy on this one....you're not too bright are you. What would happen is.....we would both go into the match expecting to win. We would leave nothing behind. We would kick each other's asses. We would do what needs to be done. Simple.

Any last comments from either of you?

Just one thing......

Darkness falls across the ring
Angles will cry and demons will sing
Revolution has seen the last of its time
The remains of a desperate pantomime

You are the first of many factions to fade
But ours is the one where gods are made
Sadly there'll be no gold in your tenure here
But rest assured, you will know the meaning of FEAR


I'll leave you with this: Punisher! You know what I would say to you if you had two black eyes? Nothing, cause I already told ya twice, bitch! Have fun takin' some time off after the ppv recovering from the ass-whippin' I'm bout to give. Don't get an orange dick from eating cheetos and watching pornos. Remember, it ain't easy bein' cheezy!

viva_la_raza
May 21st, 2006, 4:26 AM
Right, I havn't been around for two days hence the fact that the show is not yet up, but it will be sometime today, just got to make all the finishing touches too it :yes:

FaSho34
May 21st, 2006, 1:01 PM
*bumps*

Takerholic
May 21st, 2006, 10:22 PM
?Donde Esta el Programe?

Slare
May 22nd, 2006, 8:34 AM
Announcement.

As I am leaving, I will pass the moniker of the Serpent of society on...

To who I think is the future...


Mortis.

Tha Kyd
May 22nd, 2006, 11:52 AM
OMFG, Mortis is the new leader of the Society!!! We are d00med!!!

Stealth
May 22nd, 2006, 3:17 PM
The new leader of Society has arrived!

My first order of business will occur after Society has won all the belts at Fear. Until then Slare is still technically the leader.

viva_la_raza
May 22nd, 2006, 5:09 PM
RAJAH SIMULATION ALLIANCE

MONDAY NIGHT SHOW…ATHON…

A massive pyro goes off here to start of the show and the fans here in Bath, England go wild at the start of the show. A clip appears on the screen of what to expect tonight, the biggest roar coming from the semi final matches that are coming later on tonight, they promise to be intense battles alright!!!!

It looks like we are going to get underway straight away here, the first match is being announced…

Peacepipe vs Hopkins

Well folks…..I hope you're all as anxious about our upcoming pay-per-view called Fear. Appropriately named as we have some fearful matches lined up………one of those matches is the ambulance match between Peacepipe and Punisher. Peacepipe is facing Holy Hopkins tonight. As you remember last week, Hopkins allegedly had purchased a ticket to the arena. He then hid in the crowd only to ambush members of the other factions……..actually Hopkins was the one responsible for all of the chaos that took place. Regardless….let's go down to ringside for this next bout.

Music hits!…….Here comes Hopkins jogging down towards the ring waving to the crowd smiling brightly as the crowd boos him very loudly. He climbs into the ring and continues to rile up this crowd by jumping up on the middle turnbuckle and posing for the crowd.

Smoke….thermographic lighting….music! Here comes Peacepipe! The crowd is on their feet…..wow, what a great response here. Peacepipe strolls down the aisle and stops to turn towards the fans who are all piling up along the barricade here. We've seen this before…….Peacepipe is handing out joints to the fans. Peacepipe rolls into the ring removing his entrance-wear….he takes a hit off the large pipe he carries to the ring, and places it in the corner. The referee calls for the bell………and here we go.

Hopkins immediately runs over hoping to surprize the new superstar. Peacepipe drops and baseball slides underneath Hopkins avoiding contact. He pops up and hits a deep arm drag while Hopkins was turning towards the front. Hopkins quickly jumps back to his feet only to be met with another armdrag. Up to his feet once more….and once again an incredible arm drag. This time Peacepipe holds on and locks his legs around the arm applying some pressure. Hopkins is trying to turn away from the pain in his arm as Peacepipe tightens his grip. Peacepipe pulls Hopkins back up and twists his arm in a tight arm wrench………Hopkins is on his tip-toes as he pulls the hair of Peacepipe and jerks him to the ground. Hopkins drops a knee right between the eyes of Peacepipe. Back up…..and he hits another. Peacepipe rolls over holding his face after the kneepad burn.

Hopkins raises Peacepipe up and Irish Whips him into the ropes………..Peacepipe bounces off……wow! Tilt-a-whirl slam by Hopkins! Peacepipe clutching his back as Hopkins covers with a wristlock overhead…….1…….2……kickout at two. Hopkins back up……he delivers a few angry stomps to head and side of Peacepipe who tries to take cover from the blows. Hopkins flexes and points a couple of thumbs at himself while mouthing something to the crowd………the crowd retaliates with a "you suck" chant that swells around the arena.

Peacepipe to one knee as Hopkins steps in behind. He attempts a back suplex……..Peacepipe flipping over as he lands squarely on his feet. Hopkins sensing a dropkick ducks……but Peacepipe stands for a beat waiting for Hopkins. Hopkins raises back up wondering why Peacepipe didn't attack………ohhh….beautiful leg sweep by Peacepipe and Hopkins clumsily falls to the mat. Peacepipe…..what's he doing here?…he climbs out to the apron. Using the top rope for torque…..Peacepipe catapults over the top rope and hits a leg drop right in the throat of Hopkins. What agility by this young superstar. He picks up Hopkins up and wraps an arm around his head……Hopkins lifts his opponent up possibly for an atomic drop. Peacepipe's legs push off the top rope and swing around with Hopkins following……..Bulldog! Hopkins has been laid out here.

Peacepipe picks him up and Irish Whips Hopkins into the corner. Peacepipe runs towards the corner and retrieves his pipe…….the crowd on their feet going crazy here! We can hear the chants now "4…2...0……….4…2…0!" Peacepipe fills his lungs and starts wiping his feet like a raging bull. We've seen this before…….he's attempting his "Jefferson Airplane" move, a Stinger Splash in the corner. He looks at the crowd…..blows the smoke in the air like a steam locamotive……he charges the corner…waaaay up in the air! Ohhhhhh! Hopkins moved! Peacepipe just connected with the empty turnbuckle. Hopkins grabs Peacepipe's head and shoves it between his legs. What's he doing here……holy cow!…he's lifting him upside down!……Piledriver! Piledriver! Hopkins just hit a Piledriver on Peacepipe! He must be out cold! Hopkins over for the cover….he hooks the leg…..1……….2……..3!!…….wait!…..foot on the rope! Peacepipe, probably out of pure instinct, draped his foot on the rope. Wow….I thought this one was over for sure after that incredible Piledriver.

Hopkins argues with the referee now……the ref adamantly using his hands to show that Peacepipe had his leg draped. Hopkins picks Peacepipe up…..he signals for the Angle Slam! This will be over if he hits this. Hopkins ducks his head under the arm and lifts……….wait! Peacepipe wiggles free and drops behind Hopkins. He has Hopkin's arm and…………Holy Moly!! Peacepipe has just slapped on the Grim Creeper!!! Yes!…..it's definitely hooked…..and hooked deep! The Grim Creeper is Peacepipes version of the Million Dollar Dream……and Hopkins is flailing around trying to escape! Peacepipe has it locked in the center of the ring…..and Hopkins is fading fast! The crowd going crazy now!……Hopkins looks like he's out! The referee raises Hopkins arm up in the air……it drops! The crowd along with the referee screams "One!" He raises it a second time………."Two!" The ref holds it above his head a third time………the ref lets go and…….."Three!!!"…..it falls! Hopkins has been knocked out! Here is the official announcement…….

"The winner of this match by submission……….Peacepipe!!!"

Well....... Hopkins clearly didn't submit here, but he was knocked unconscious by Peacepipe cutting off his air supply! Slare comes running and slides into the ring to aid an unconscious Hopkins as Peacepipe slides out the other side. Peacepipe catches his breath and runs towards the entrance while slapping the hands of the fans. Hopkins comes-to with Slare's assistance. Hopkins now looking around trying to reset his bearings. Slare is explaining what happened as Hopkins gets a pissed off look on his face. So…….Peacepipe amazingly stays undefeated here in the RSA by finishing Hopkins off with the Grim Creeper. I think Peacepipe certainly has the necessary tools needed to gain a victory in his upcoming ambulance match at Fear.


Punisher is watching a TV screen, which is showing a replay of Peacepipe defeating Hopkins. He looks a bit worried for a moment but then goes off to walk away, before bumping into Mortis, his former tag team partner, who is now the tag team champion.

“Well, if it isn’t Mr Punisher, RSA’s whipping boy”

Punisher laughs “Whipping boy, I believe you’ve got your tag partners mixed up, that’s Bruno your talking about there…”

“Well, with all due respect, I don’t see a tag title around your waist, Mr Punisher, you see, the reason I left you was to find pastures new. I’ll happily admit I never thought our tag team would go anywhere, I was nothing but your bitch was I. Well, look how the tables have turned”

They stare intensely at one another before Mortis carries on walking down the corridor.

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Backstage we see the Revolution backstage, who have a match coming at some point later this evening. Natty Dred and Aeida are getting ready. These two men have been the centre of uneasiness in the Revolution camp over recent weeks, with Rip and Jones claiming they were not fulfilling their position in the faction.

Natty- “Look Aeida, try not to think about the whole Mikey situation at the moment, okay. I know it’s tough, but, well we need to be focused on tonight, okay?”

Aeida nods, and at that point Rip walks in.

Rip- “Any news on Mikey?”

Aeida- “He wont be here tonight, he has bad concussion from last week, but the doctor assured me, he will make it for Fear.”

Rip- “That’s all I needed to here…….Look, I’m watching your back in the tag match tonight, it would be awful nice if you two could watch mine tonight, and Nat, if you could watch all of our backs at the PPV, well….lets just say it would clear up one or two thoughts I’m having in my head.”

Dred- “Rip……I’m going to say this once, and only once. From the moment I formed this faction I have had your back, okay? Don’t you forget who gave you this place in the Revolution, okay? I have your back, you can bet your bloody mortgage on that”

Natty Dred pats both of his friends on the back and then walks out of the locker room. Rip looks reassured and pulls off his top to prepare for ring action, tonight.

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Tag Match- Natty Dred and Aeida vs Mortis and Punisher
Non Title

Ok….it's time for the much-awaited tag team match between Revolution and Society. This war has been escalating into a grand scale war…..both sides with malicious intent. They will cap it off at Fear…..and hopefully resolve the conflict. Let's go to ringside…..

"This next match is a tag team match scheduled for one fall. First….making their way to the ring….. Nattydred!…..and…..The RSA International Champion…..Aeida!…..The Revolution!!!"

Here come Revolution members….Natty and Aedia. This is a non-title match here, but will definitely be a tune-up for Fear's massive match where all 3 titles are on the line. The crowd cheering for these guys as they climb into the ring.

"And there opponents…..The RSA World Tag Team Champions…..Morts….and….Bruno……The Society!!!!"

The Champs stroll towards the ring to an amazing amount of hostile booos from this capacity crowd. They slide into the ring and begin an assault on their opponents. The ref calls for the opening bell. Mortis and Aeida are trading blows in the corner…….Bruno just attmempted a clothesline on Natty. Natty ducks the clothesline and…..beautiful dropkick that sends Bruno to the floor. Aeida now has Mortis in the corner with a series of chops to the chest. Mortis grimmacing from those shots. Aeida sends Mortis to the opposite corner via a strong Irish Whip. Natty and Aeida are preparing for some teamwork…..Natty tugs on Aieda in an Irish Whip. Aeida reverses it…..they're going to try and ram Mortis in the corner. Wait……Mortis grabs the referee in desperation, and Natty accidently clotheslines the ref! The referee is knocked out cold now….that was definitely uncalled for by Mortis.

Bruno climbs in the ring behind the Revolution members with a chair……I sense some shenanigans are about to take place here. Aeida turns just in time to be met with a surprising chair shot to the skull. Aeida hits the mat as the chair is indented. Natty turns to take away the chair from Bruno and……wait!! Mortis has the noose wrapped around Natty's neck! Bruno stands Aeida back up….what's he doing here? He places the chair on the canvas just below the turnbuckle in the corner. He drags Aeida over and begins climbing the turnbuckle. Mortis leaving Natty now goes over to assist……oh my god! Mortis is lifting Aeida upside down in a tombstone piledriver position!! They're gonna attempt a spike tombstone piledriver onto a steel chair! If they hit this….Aeida's wrestling career may just be over! Bruno poses mockingly for the crowd and…..club to the back of Mortis' head! Natty pulls Mortis back and….reverse DDT with Aeida still attached! Natty then knocks Bruno outside the ring to the floor as the crowd is helping Natty gain momentum here. Aeida is groggy, but lays on top of Mortis. Natty slaps his hand on the mat 3 times indicating a pinfall, but the referee is still out.

Natty goes over to wake the referee up, shaking his head to revive him. Aeida now pulls Mortis up and goes to Irish Whip him…..reversal by Mortis and Aeida goes flying into the ropes. Aeida bounces off and……tripped by Bruno! Bruno pulls Aeida outside and tosses him into the ring post. Natty continues turns and prepares to exit the ring to aid his partner. The referee is slowly coming to….now shaking his head a bit. Mortis scurries up behind Natty and….oooooohhh! Roll up! Mortis rolls up Natty and has a handful of tights in the process! The referee doesn't notice the tight-grabbing and calls for the pinfall……1……..2……..3!!! This is proposterous! The Society has just escaped this match by a sickening display of debauchery. Here's the official announcement…..

"The winner's of this match…..Mortis and Bruno….The Society!!!!"

Well, this definitely has stirred up the hornets nest with Revolution. Natty is outraged and letting the referee know about all the cheating taken place here. The ref just shrugs and says he can't really say what just happened. Natty climbs outside to help Aeida back up. Natty may have lost the match, but he clearly made the save when Aeida was about to be brutally mashed into the steel chair via the spike tombstone piledriver. Aeida just pats Natty on the back in seeming appreciation. Whatever instability is going on with Revolution is surely on the back-burner for the time being. The goal here is to take out The Society at FEAR.

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Through security footage, we see Mortis and Bruno talking, with Hopkins, but we cannot hear what they are saying. They seem to be discussing something about later on in the night.

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Backstage we see Cole Parker walking down the corridor. He stops for a moment to fill up a plastic cup with water, which he gulps in one quick motion.

At that moment, the RSA interviewer David Leeks approaches him.

Leeks- “Cole Parker, we are only a week away from Fear, what are your thoughts at this stage about your match with Natty Dred

Parker looks at him for a minute and then chuckles to himself.

Parker- “Well, you know what, I see it, all the crowd see it, I have the psychological advantage, he is scared of me, every fan with half a brain cell can see that, hell even the fans here can”

Crowd jeers loudly

Leeks- “Are you confident of beating Natty Dred then?”

Parker- “Confident? I’m certain my friend. You see, Natty Dred has been poisoning RSA for too long now, and I have to put a stop to it. And I will. But….don’t misunderstand me here Mr Leeks, I’m not just going to leave him bloodied beyong recognition, I’m going to tear his world apart from the inside and make him wish he was never born. And theres plenty of ways I can do that….trust me…”

Parker looks at Leeks for a minute, grins sadistically and the n strolls off down the corridor.

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RSA FEAR

Hopkins, Mortis and Bruno vs Aeida, Rip and Mikey Jones

Person who makes pin fall becomes International Champion

Don’t miss it

SUNDAY

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Backstage we see Fasho getting prepared for his semi final match for later on tonight. He looks as fired up as ever, and he looks into the mirror for a while and then smiles as a thought crosses his mind...

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Norman Zook vs Rip

Well, this is a huge match here, these two men will play some part in an International Championship match after Fear, and so this will be a good way for them to warm up. Rip is the first man out, a man facing a crisis with his faction team mates at the moment. His faith in Natty Dred must have taken a massive boost after Natty Dred saved Aeida earlier on in their tag match. Next out is the beastly figure of Norman Zook, a man who destroyed RSA on his return back in October, and I’m sure he will be hoping to get that sort of domination back again.

The bell goes and Rip jumps straight at Zook, the Revolution member looks really fired up here. He powers Zook into the corner using every little bit of strength inside that little body of his, but Zook knees Rip in the face and then takes him down with a stern clothesline which knocks him back down to the canvas. Rip gets straight back to his feet, and shouts something at Zook and runs at him again, squashing him into the turnbuckle, which enables him to DDT his opponent to the mat. Rip may well walk out of Fear with the International Title if he is this fired up; he really looks like he is going for it.

Rip now beating away at the face of Norman Zook, he’s really getting into this match isn’t he. Rip takes a few steps back and goes to run at Zook but then a massive pyro goes off at the top of the ramp, which takes Rip by surprise, what the hell is this? COLE PARKER’S HERE!!!!!! He storms to the ring, chair in hand! CHAIR SHOT TO RIP!!!! OH MY GOD, WHY COLE!!!! The reff isn’t even calling for the bell either!!! What is going on! Parker assaulting Cole with the chair now, and yet the reff still does not end this match!!!!!!

Wait a second, the reff is pulling at his face, OH MY! It….It’s Hopkins!!!! I don’t understand this! Hopkins goes over and is now working with Cole Parker and stomping on him, here comes Natty Dred!!!!! He storms down to the ring and takes Hopkins down with a spear, but stands up straight into a chair shot from Cole Parker!!!! This has all been arranged! Zook is standing with a smile on his face, he hoists Zook up here, LAST RIDE!!!!!!!! Heres the cover, 1…2…3!1! Fast count and this one is over!!!!! And Cole Parker is loving this!

Parker- “See, Nat I told you I could get inside your head. You know what’s going to happen on Sunday, you know your going to meet your density! And what’s more the Revolution is going to implode in front of your very eyes, and this was just the beginning. Last week we saw Mikey have an unfortunate, accident…this week Rip was on the end of the QUICKEST ever defeat in RSA…. fingers of blame are going to be pointed Nat. See you on Sunday…”

Hopkins pulls Rip to his feet here and shouts something at him, probably about the match at Fear that is taking place. Natty Dred is getting to his feet, he grabs a chair, HOPKINS DUCKS!!! Oh my god, Nat just inadvertently hit Rip over the head, he can’t believe it! What bad luck this faction seems to have at the moment, and Natty Dred shakes his head and watches as the victorious Zook celebrates with his former tag team partner Cole Parker.

Winner, Norman Zook

Meanwhile Natty Dred tries to help Rip who is now bleeding from the forehead and lying motionless in the middle of the ring and the EMT’s make their way down to help. FEAR is this Sunday and now I very much doubt that Rip will be 100%, and what of Mikey Jones? The Society may have just struck gold here with their planning, I’m sure this was planned out long ago in an attempt to win this big match up on Sunday.

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Backstage we see Fasho walking confidently down the corridor. He has his big semi final coming later on in the night, and he will be as hungry as ever to pick up a win and progress to the final.

Next we see ‘The Legendary Matt Vallance walking out of The Elite’s locker rooms after several pats on the back. He will be in that very same semi-final, he is a man who has been always so close to reachingf the pinnacle of RSA but has never quite achieved his Destiny. Will next Sunday at Fear be that time???? He will be one step closer tonight if he can pull another victory out of the hat.
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RSA Title Tournament Semifinals
Matt Vallence vs. Fasho

The winner of the following contest will be going to Fear and competing for the RSA Championship. Both these men have held the International Championship, Vallence even took it from Fasho for his second reign. But neither of them have actually won the big one. But by the end of this match one man will be just one win away from accomplishing his goal. First out to the ring is Fasho with a nice reaction. He will be facing Funazz at Fear in a 3 Stage Bronx Brawl which means he might have to pull double duty. Next out is the Aussie Legend Killer Matt Vallence. Him and Lemchi are poised to get the title back around the Elite.

Fasho takes Vallence and starts unloading some shots at him sending Vallence into the corner. Vallence is shocked by the onslaught here by Fasho. Fasho puts him up to the top rope. And a superplex right at the beginning of this match and both men landed hard. Fasho with a cover but only gets a 2 count. He starts unloading with some more shots to the face of Vallence much to the liking of this crowd. He lifts Vallence up but Matt gives Fasho a knee to the gut before hitting a nicely done dropkick. Vallence stomps on Fasho and locks in a single leg Boston Crab. This is a new side of Vallence as it seems he wants to wear down his opponent. Fasho is crawling looking for the ropes. He eventually gets to them but Vallence hangs on until the count of 4. He finally breaks it up but Vallence bounces off the ropes and hits a baseball slide as Fasho falls to the outside.

Vallence heads to the top rope now. He’s going for an axe handle but Fasho hits a punch to the chest. Fasho realizes the ref is at a 5 count and slides into the ring then back out. He takes Vallence’s head and slams it off the barricade. The crowd starts a “One More Time” chant and Fasho obliges and Vallence meets the barrier again. He rolls Vallence into the ring and covers. 1.….2.…kickout by Vallence. Fasho picks Vallence up and hit’s a short arm clothesline. Fasho picks him up and puts him in position for the Shodown but Vallence reverses into a backbody drop. Now Vallence is waiting for Fasho to get up and he’s gonna give him the Career Killer….no Fasho reverses. Fasho charges Vallence but Vallence ducks under and Fasho floats over him onto the apron. Vallence turns around right into a kick to the groin. Tornado DDT by Fasho! 1.…..2.……oh Vallence finds it in him to kick out.

Now Fasho wants the Lights Out. He picks up Vallence and sets him up but Vallence falls the other way and hit’s a reverse DDT. Cover….1.…2.…kickout by Fasho. Now Vallence is in disbelief. He’s climbing the turnbuckle. Looks like he’s going for a cross body. Fasho is up and here it is….no Fasho catches him….Fasho turns Vallence around. LIGHTS OUT! LIGHTS OUT! Vallence just went head first onto the mat. Fasho is a bit exhausted though. He crawls over and drapes a hand over Vallence….1.……2.………3NO! Vallence got his foot on the rope. Vallence was able to place his foot on the bottom rope to break up the pin. Now Fasho signals for the Shodown. He picks up Vallence…Vallence is on his shoulders wait eye rake by Vallence and Fasho lets go. Fasho turns around CAREER KILLER…..CAREER KILLER! Wow Fasho’s head hit the mat in a scary way there. Vallence hooks the leg. 1.…..2.………..3! Matt Vallence picks up the win and is heading to Fear to fight for the RSA Championship. Vallence is on his knees looking at the prone Fasho in disbelief of what he had to do to beat him. Vallence finally gets up and raises his arms in victory as the crowd boos and Fasho still isn’t moving.

Winner: Matt Vallence

Vallance stands up on the turnbuckle and points to a banner in the crowd that reads “Matt Vallance RSA Champion” and makes the signall of the belt. He has made his intentions clear, at Fear, he wants to walk away with that title and nothing is going to stop him achieving his Destiny. He looks down at Fasho who is now sitting up and trying to gather the thoughts in his head, and also whipping a bit of bloody beginning to drip from his nose.

Matt vallance progresses then, but who will meet him in the final? Stay tuned to find out!

We see Slare backstage, walking into the Society’s makeshift locker room. He goes into the room which is pitch black, and he switches the light switch on before jumping back startled. There, in the room, is a life-size cardboard cut out of Dunc staring right back at him.

Written across it- “FEAR DESTINY”

Slare takes one look at it, and after regaining his composure he kicks the thing over and smashes it in half and glares down on it for a few seconds. He then laughs to himself.

"Dunc verses Slare.....what a way to go.......all good things must come to an end I guess.....then again, there is nothing good about you Dunc, and nothing I would like to see more than you leaving that arena on a stretcher....and you will.....and it will be the last thing I do in RSA......."

After that, Slare looks at a poster up on the wall, one of him back in RWC, holding the title in his hand, which he stares at for a long, long time.

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After his match, we see Fasho getting himself a drink from a fountain. He then looks at his watch and looks around to see if anyone has seem him, before striding of back down the coridoor.

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We see Rip being loaded into a ambulance with the help of Aeida and Natty Dred, both of whom look angry at the most recent turn of events in this faction saga that is developing in RSA.

Now the camera cuts to Peacepipe, standing outside, smoking a joint. He finishes it and throws it down to the floor, before slowly walking towards his car. He immediately notices something is amiss and he turns around to see Punisher, who was hoping to get a sneak attack in.

Punisher lands a punch on Peacepipe who stumbles back a few paces, and Punisher grabs his Fear opponent and rams him headfirst into the car window as several people come and break it up, but the damage has been done. Punisher pushes all the other people off of him and grabs Peacepipe, and holds him up towards the leaving ambulance with Rip in it.

Punisher- “You see that, that is the mode of transport you will leave in this Sunday…..and you will see me walk all over your winning streak…..and I will watch you descend back into the wrestling backwaters that you came from…..”

With that, he throws Peacepipe back against the car window, and then Punisher walks away, taunting Peacepipe, who looks on rather dazed with a cut forehead, which soon turns to face scrunched up in anger.

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Chris Lemchi vs Funazz

Alllllllllllright friends. It's time for this RSA Tournament Semi-Final. The winner of this match will go on to wrestle for the RSA Heavyweight Championship at Fear. The expectations couldn't be higher. Earlier we saw Matt Vallence pull out an incredible victory over Fasho guaranteeing his spot in the title match. Will we see an all-Elite battle for the gold…..or will the Razzamatazz of Spazz get the chance at the coveted top prize? Let's go down to ringside to find out……

"This next match is one fall……..and it is a Semi-Final match in the RSA Heavyweight Championship Tournament! Making his way to the ring……..Stone Cold Chris!!!"

The fans boo loudly as Chris Lemchi struts down the aisle to a loud series of booms from the pyro shooting off. He is attemping to be the first ever 2-time RSA champion….but tonight he must go through a rejuvinated Funazz. Chris climbs the turnbuckle to pose for this crowd. The crowd angrily responding to his cocky demeanor here.

"And his opponent…….accompanied to the ring by the lovely Blaze……Funazz!!!"

Funazz appears at the top of the ramp and does a full body shake while pumping these fans up. The crowd going berserk here……and we see Blaze walking right beside Funazz here. Wow…..she truly is easy on the eyes even if she is hard on the mind! They both slide simultaneously in the ring to the roar of the crowd. Blaze blows a kiss to the crowd and slides back out of the ring. The ref calls for the bell……

Chris and Funazz circle each other for positioning here. Chris reaches in as Funazz does the same…….lockup in the center of the ring. Funazz pushes Chris into the turnbuckle…..and he releases the lock-up with hands in the air. Nice clean break here as Chris advances back to the center. Funazz twist his arms about and the two lock up again. This time Chris getting the leverage as he backs up Funazz in the corner. The referee counts to four as the two refuse to break……..he steps in betweent the two walking through them. Stone Cold drives a knee to the gut of Funazz behind the referee's back. He follows up with an elbow to the chin of Funazz. Chris blatently shoves his hands on Funazz's throat and begins to choke him in the corner. The referee counts……1……..2…….3………4……Chris releases. Again… 1……..2…….3…….4…..releases again. The referee getting in Stone Cold's face now, screaming at him to let Funazz out of the corner. Chris steps up and Irish Whips Funazz in the corner. Stone Cold follows, but Funazz charges back out of the corner to lay Chris out with a dynamic clothesline. The crowd sparks to life as Funazz waves his hands for Chris to get up. Lemchi gets to his feet as Funazz lifts him up……..bodyslam! Chris pops right back up and…….another bodyslam by the spazz man!

The crowd showing their support as……….wait a second…is it me, or did the lights just flicker in here? Funazz must have noticed it too as he quickly looks around as if to find any answers from inside the ring. Stone Cold slips in a low blow as the referee is distracted by the mild light failure. Blaze is hollering at the referee to wake up…..Funazz hits the mat holding his crotch. Stone Cold bounces off the ropes and delivers a hard knee to the face of Funazz. He laughs and proceeds to toss Funazz out of the ring under the bottom rope. Blaze immediately goes to help Funazz out as Chris hops out of the ring to inflict more damage. Blaze and Chris now mixing words…..as Lemchi laughs overconfidently at Funazz's protégé. He steps sharply towards Blaze attempting to make her flinch….but she doesn't back down. Lemchi goes to strike Blaze……wait a second….the lights just flickered again….this time a little longer.

The referee is now peering all around and checks with the scorer's table……they just shrug their shoulders. Chris now takes a full swing at Blaze……blocked by Blaze!…..she strikes back and……..Holy Moly!! She's got a handful of Stone Cold's privates……she is squeezing with a viscious look while Chris is screaming bloody murder from his tip toes. The crowd loving every second of this…..as she is obviously getting payback for Chris's low blow on Funazz……oh my god…Blaze reaches in and lifts Chris up over her head, military style!! She slams Stone Cold on the concrete floor…….she just military pressed Chris Lemchi!! Ok folks….I admit that I am beginning to take Blaze more seriously after that impressive display of….well, I guess you can't say manhood. I mean……wow! I know some of the males here that can't perform such a move. Funazz is now in the ring to break the count.

What the hell is going on here? The lights just keep faultering and…….Good God!!!!! Stone Cold just got laid out by something that fell from above the ring!! Everyone is now looking up in the sky……Wait!! Funazz is down now!! Blaze slides in the ring to attend to Funazz who has blood coming out of the back of his head now. What actually hit them…..I see it now….holy cow! It was a couple of spotlights from the light frame above the ring. Somebody in the back may lose their job because the lights weren't tightened down properly. I'm not sure how…..wait a minute!! Here comes another light! Blaze pulls Funazz out of the way this time. This crowd is in a complete state of hush as this match has come to a complete halt. Hang on! Something fishy is going on here…….there is somebody moving on the catwalk! Who the hell?……….There's a person dressed in black! Now he's sliding down a rope! It looks like the phantom character from Phantom of the Opera……that mask is a dead ringer. I'm confused….why would someone dressed as The Phantom attack Chris Lemchi and Funazz? Wait….he's removing his mask….it's Fasho!!!!!! Mr. Broadway just took out Stone Cold and Funazz in grand-stage fasion! The referee calls for the bell now that he realizes that this was no accident. Here's the official result…..

"The winner of this match…..by Disqualification….Stone Cold Chris!!!"

Wow! Since Chris was the first to be attacked with the can light…the referee has no choice but to award the match to Stone Cold. Fasho just slaps Blaze across the face, knocking her down. He kicks her in the gut……then proceeds to attack Funazz with that light. Bashing him again……and again……and again. Somebody stop this! He's using this spotlight in attempt to crush Funazz's skull. Funazz has blood just pouring out onto the canvas now. This is just sickening. Blaze gets up to swing at Fasho, but Fasho flees the ring and ascends to the stage area. He puts the mask back on and begins to take a series of bows…..sort of a curtain call if you will. The crowd doesn't know how to respond to this horrifying scene before us. Mr. Broadway has left Funazz lying in a pool of his own blood on the mat……this will definitely come to an end at Fear when these two finally resolve the bitter war! Stone Cold Chris Lemchi is moving on to the finals to wrestle for the RSA Heavyweight Title……but will he be fully capable after being hit from a falling spotlight from above? He may have a concussion. And Fasho……Mr. Broadway…exits…..stage left.

Ladies and Gentlemen, this has been on hell of a night, be sure to tune into RSA FEAR this Sunday!!!!!!!!!

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viva_la_raza
May 22nd, 2006, 5:15 PM
I apologise for the lateness of the show, if you have any segments you want for Fear PM me and I will happily put them in for you, as long as they are reasonable.

Also, I want a promo from everyone before Fear, even if your not in a match, everyone will make some form of an appearnace at the PPV okay.

Feedback for the show is appreciated as always :yes:

FaSho34
May 22nd, 2006, 5:18 PM
:muahaha:

Funazz, how do you like having the odds stacked against you for a change? Looks like you didn't like it. Well check this you little bitch, that is only the beginning of your worst nightmare my friend. Your end is near! You and you little slut will be out of here faster than you can say.... SHODOWN!

Holy_Hopkins
May 22nd, 2006, 5:22 PM
:grumpy: Jobbing in the opening match :cry:

Punisher
May 22nd, 2006, 7:27 PM
Well, well. Just like I said. I was going to have the night off and watch the action from the back. You saw me watch Peacepipe vs. Hopkins from the back. I also ran into someguy from the past....oh what's his name...Portis or something. Whatever that's irrelevant. So I watched the match and I must say that was a very good opener. And Peacepipe shocked the world in my opinion when he managed to make the legend Hopkins pass out. Bravo my high little friend, bravo.

But I realized that Peacepipe hadn't had enough punishment for the night. Things didn't go exactly the way I had planned. I don't like it when things don't go the way I had planned. Peacepipe getting his ass handed to him was something I had planned. But it didn't happen because Hopkins is a piece of shit and you can't rely on him for anything anymore. I hate the Revolution but this guy is total shit if he passes out to Peacepipe. He's gonna have a tough time at Fear with his parnters Bruno and......MORTIS...that's his name. Almost forgot. Anyway back to the topic.

So I was thinking how could I get Peacepipe to feel some pain. And it hit me. How about a sneak attack? Sure some may call this a cowards way but I call it smarts. I'll do whatever it takes to make sure my opponent is not at 100% going into Fear and any other RSA superstar who doesn't say that is speaking bullshit. So I had my plan all set up and....well....I showed Peacepipe a little bit of punishment to say the least...


Punisher lands a punch on Peacepipe who stumbles back a few paces, and Punisher grabs his Fear opponent and rams him headfirst into the car window as several people come and break it up, but the damage has been done. Punisher pushes all the other people off of him and grabs Peacepipe, and holds him up towards the leaving ambulance with Rip in it.
Punisher- “You see that, that is the mode of transport you will leave in this Sunday…..and you will see me walk all over your winning streak…..and I will watch you descend back into the wrestling backwaters that you came from…..”


So now Peacepipe I hope you've learned what you're going to be dealing with come Fear this Sunday. I think we both know this Ambulance Match is going to be far from ordinary and we're both going to give 110%. But my goal isn't to pin you or make you tap. No. There's only one goal. And that's to stuff your opponent into the back of an ambulance. And in order to do this you have to beat him so that he has no strength to get out of that ambulance. And that's exactly what I plan on doing. Peacepipe I'll put you in the back of that ambulance.

The sirens will turn on.

The ambulance will drive off.

And RSA will never have to hear from you again.

All thanks to me. The Punisher.

StoneColdChris
May 22nd, 2006, 8:58 PM
We are the Elite

I didn't just call it the Elite because it sounds cool, which it does

But I call us that because thats what we are, The Elite of RSA.

The best damn superstars in this business

No question about it, and it shows, looks whos in the finals

Two members of the Elite

Now Vallence, as of right now we are still good friends, and we will remain that after Fear, but in the middle of that ring, I gotta tell you that I am going to do my best to regain that title belt if its the last thing I do. Now if you win, I won't say anything about it, because the belt will remain in the Elite's grasp. But Matt, just so you know, you will get the best of SCC, and by the end of the night we will have each other's respect

Bluegunn
May 23rd, 2006, 1:49 AM
It is really too bad that Funazz has to stack the odds. What a little pussy shit! He cannot get an advantage without putting me in a handicapped match. Wow, what a man!

Tough guy.... looks like we will find out how tough you are at Fear when I have you screaming for your mommy!

FaSho, I have been in the ring for a while, and I saw the two on one assault, I was upset that I did not say anything earlier, so how about we team up for one night so you could try it again against those two?

viva_la_raza
May 23rd, 2006, 3:30 AM
http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/funazz/Rajah%20Simulation%20Alliance/RSA-Fear.gif



Ambulence Match
Peacepipe vs. Punisher


The undefeated Peacepipe is met face to face with the self proclaimed face of RSA. Recently, Punisher applied much "Punishment" to the newly debuted superstar Peacepipe at the recent Sunday Midday Drennathon. Now these 2 men have the opportunity to go at it in an Ambulence match at Fear


Bronx 3 Stage Brawl
Funazz w/ Blaze vs. Fasho


A rivalry, pushed to the limits. Funazz made the challenge at Fear, and now we have these two superstars in what is looked like to be a better quality match than the first Bronx 3 Stage Brawl back in October. A true survival of the fittest.


International and Tag Titles on the line
The Society vs. The Revolution


Slare's final decision's before stepping down from power was to instate this title match of his Revoultion vs. NattyDred's Revolution. Aeida holding the International title and Bruno and Mortis recently gaining the Tag Titles, this match is sure to be nothing short of Amazing.

The rules are simple, the man who makes the pinfall will become the new International Champion, whilst the other two members of his team will be tag champions. At least one belt will switch hands, and one faction, will leave empty handed.


Cole Parker vs. NattyDred


Cole Parker cost Natty a chance at becoming RSA champion at Destiny, now Natty gets his retribution at Fear taking on Cole Parker one on one to settle the score. But has Cole Parker done enough to get a psycological advantage over Natty Dred? Will all the problems the Revolution has been having distract him when it matters most?


Vacant World title
Tournament Final

Matt Vallance vs Chris Lemchi

After a grueling title tournement, only two men are left standing. Both of them good friends, but nither of them will back down in the match of their lives. By the end of the night the title will be in the hands of the Elite, but the question is, which member of the Elite will claim the ultimate prize?


Slare vs. Dunc


A closure to the Slare/Dunc saga. Words cannot describe the hatred these 2 men have for each other, and it seems that this will be both mens last match. No matter who wins, the crowd will still want more.

And, it has just been announced on RSA.com, that this clash of the titans, this match of the century, will be a Last Man Standing Match....

V-Line
May 23rd, 2006, 5:11 AM
We are the Elite

I didn't just call it the Elite because it sounds cool, which it does

But I call us that because thats what we are, The Elite of RSA.

The best damn superstars in this business

No question about it, and it shows, looks whos in the finals

Two members of the Elite

Now Vallence, as of right now we are still good friends, and we will remain that after Fear, but in the middle of that ring, I gotta tell you that I am going to do my best to regain that title belt if its the last thing I do. Now if you win, I won't say anything about it, because the belt will remain in the Elite's grasp. But Matt, just so you know, you will get the best of SCC, and by the end of the night we will have each other's respect


Chris, I could not have said it better myself......The Elite are the best in RSA. And the 2 of us being in this final will only cement the fact.

But Lemchi, this is no ordinary occasion, this is on PPV for the RSA Title. This match is one for the ages, with the futures of the RSA going for the top prize.
SCC, you've been to the top of the mountain before, tasted the glory of being Heavyweight Champion. But that's something i'm yet to experiance, and I not only want it but I need it.
Finally the long road is nearing it's end, my Destiny can be acheived.
I know you are a friend and fellow Elite member but just like you, at Fear, i'll be putting it all on the line.

SCC, you don't know what you are dealing with at Fear. You may be my ally, but you don't know and can't comprehend the pure talent of The Legend Killer. It's my time to sit atop the throne as RSA Champion.

This will go down in the history book, the Elite will be champion after Fear, but the man with his name engraved into the championship will be none other than the Epitomy of Greatness......
Matt Vallence

The day will be upon is, and at the end, still with respect for my friend.........I will finally be what a claim to be......The Best in the Wrestling World.....and most importantly....

RSA Champion

Aeida
May 23rd, 2006, 5:18 AM
Wait a second, i don't get it...


RSA FEAR

Hopkins, Mortis and Bruno vs Aeida, Rip and Mikey Jones

Person who makes pin fall becomes International Champion

Don’t miss it

SUNDAY


What if one of the tag champs pins someone does he lose the tag belt?

viva_la_raza
May 23rd, 2006, 6:58 AM
Hmmm, we could always do the 'whichever team wins wins all three belts' thing, meaning you chose the IN candidate (I'm guessing Hoppy and Aeida) and then the Tag candidates (Mortis/Bruno and Rip and Mikey)

But, it's your call...

StoneColdChris
May 23rd, 2006, 12:49 PM
Fear

What is it?

Is it the thing itching feeling in us that tells us that we are scared. Or is it the very thing that gives people their edge?

Am I scared of Matt Vallence? Is he scared of me?

Will he have use my fear as an edge or will I use his?

This sunday, its come down to this. The finals of the tournament, me and my talented protege. Matt, you are one of the best superstars in RSA. Thats why I picked you to be in the Elite. When you joined RWC, I wanted you immediately in the Society, but Slare didnt want it. When RSA started again, I wanted you in Society again, but slare didn't want it. You see, Slare was scared. He had a fear of you, Mr. Vallence. He was scared of you just like he was of me.

But Matt, I'm not like Slare, I'm not afraid of you, my friend, and at Fear, I want your absolute best, don't give a shit what the crowd want, but from you I want to see the person that Slare had a fear of

Tha Kyd
May 23rd, 2006, 4:30 PM
Chris, all I have to say is, you gave me a good match. My only question was what was up with this:


:kick:


I thought you were better than that when we squared off a few a year ago? But hey, what happened happened, and it's only because of the man I face at RSA Fear. I'm talking about Kris Doss who came in like he was the "Phatom of the Opera."


*in a purposely off key pitch* La, la, La, LALALA!!!!!:hic:


But here is the main question of the situation Fasho.... Why? I know why. You know, if I had won that title, it wouldn't matter if you beat me in the Bronx 3 Stage Brawl, because you would still be without a title. Something worth knowing you almost killed yourself for.... And that was the RSA Championship. And having known you yourself had lost to Matt Vallence (who is becoming a force to be reckoned with nowadays, probably because there are no legends to stand in his way anymore. I would but, I'm afraid right now, Vallence isn't fitting in my tea cup of things to do) you would stop at nothing to ensure that your arch rival would not accomplish what you couldn't.


You couldn't bear the thought that I would again be a greater than you as I always have been. And you know it. So you came and rigged everything. And the referee did the right thing (though I wish he didn't for some reason) and stopped the match. While you and your little Tom Cruise antics walked down the aisle with that thing on your face (Blaze: That's his mouth grinning), I'm sorry, grinning.


You know, I think you'll end up like Tom Cruise when everything is said and done. Play the Family Guy clip of Tom Cruise on Oprah:


Stewie: I LOVE KATIE HOLMS! I LOVE KATIE HOLMS! I'M NOT GAY! I'M NOT GAY!!!


I make a plea, broadway actors should only be on broadway. After which, they will stay there, and be used for sheer the sheer enjoyment of people like me, and Blaze so we could throw rotten tomatos... Except for the people of RENT, that was decent....


Fasho I know the perfect role for you to play in RENT:


http://www.thealmightyguru.com/Reviews/Rent/Pictures/Rent-CollinsAngel.jpg


Either one of those two men would suit you fine. Angel, the visably gay one who will eventually die because of AIDS, or Collins the less gay one who is blaitantly homeless. Your choice. There's always Hair Spray too!



So now here is the part where I lay down to you what I'm gonna do to you at Fear. Fear... Four Letter word.


Fasho
Eats
A
Rectum


Makes sense. Fasho, what happens at Fear, may not be the last of when we see each other in the squared circle. It could be the beginning. All I know is that, this man here is a ready man. And knowing you and the "character" you've developed over the year, will probably underestimate me, and probably cut a monologue when I'm down. Hell, he may even pull an upstage punch and make me think he's gonna punch me but stop midway. But it's not gonna stop what I know will take place in the match.


So Fasho, whether you walk out of that match with your hand raised or on a streatcher next to Punisher on the way to the hospital, you should know that, you could never take what I have, and that's my ability to fight you and make sure know that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas!


==End Promo==

PeacePipe
May 23rd, 2006, 4:47 PM
Well, well. Just like I said. I was going to have the night off and watch the action from the back. You saw me watch Peacepipe vs. Hopkins from the back. I also ran into someguy from the past....oh what's his name...Portis or something. Whatever that's irrelevant. So I watched the match and I must say that was a very good opener. And Peacepipe shocked the world in my opinion when he managed to make the legend Hopkins pass out. Bravo my high little friend, bravo.

But I realized that Peacepipe hadn't had enough punishment for the night. Things didn't go exactly the way I had planned. I don't like it when things don't go the way I had planned. Peacepipe getting his ass handed to him was something I had planned. But it didn't happen because Hopkins is a piece of shit and you can't rely on him for anything anymore. I hate the Revolution but this guy is total shit if he passes out to Peacepipe. He's gonna have a tough time at Fear with his parnters Bruno and......MORTIS...that's his name. Almost forgot. Anyway back to the topic.

So I was thinking how could I get Peacepipe to feel some pain. And it hit me. How about a sneak attack? Sure some may call this a cowards way but I call it smarts. I'll do whatever it takes to make sure my opponent is not at 100% going into Fear and any other RSA superstar who doesn't say that is speaking bullshit. So I had my plan all set up and....well....I showed Peacepipe a little bit of punishment to say the least...



So now Peacepipe I hope you've learned what you're going to be dealing with come Fear this Sunday. I think we both know this Ambulance Match is going to be far from ordinary and we're both going to give 110%. But my goal isn't to pin you or make you tap. No. There's only one goal. And that's to stuff your opponent into the back of an ambulance. And in order to do this you have to beat him so that he has no strength to get out of that ambulance. And that's exactly what I plan on doing. Peacepipe I'll put you in the back of that ambulance.

The sirens will turn on.

The ambulance will drive off.

And RSA will never have to hear from you again.

All thanks to me. The Punisher.


Sorry. All I heard was "wah wah wah wah wah" (making the muted trombone sound of the teacher from Charlie Brown)

(Peacepipe inhales a long hit off of his bong. Pauses. Then blows it out in a long stream) *Cough* *Cough* Punisher, I know that you're one tough hombre. You mame people for the fun of it. Big Deal. You think I'm afraid? You remind me of a penis in a jar of peanut butter......you're fucking nuts!

Fear - I found four meanings from the dictionary.

1. A feeling of agitation and anxiety caused by the presence or imminence of danger.

2. A state or condition marked by this feeling: living in fear.

3. A feeling of disquiet or apprehension: a fear of looking foolish.

4. Extreme reverence or awe, as toward a supreme power.

The first three I suppose is what you have been trying to instill in me before this pay-per-view approaches. Maybe trying to pshych me out or somethin'. But the fourth one is the one I want to direct your attention to. See, I have a supreme power. It's the power of the dark side. Reefer! I have the reverence needed to keep a clear state of mind for this type of match. I am already at peace within myself.

You, on the other hand seem to be filled with the third definition. A fear of looking foolish. And believe me, you certainly do look like a fool. And you know my old saying: If the foe shits... I mean if the shoe fits. Speaking of foolish, I see you're still typing in orange print. What's the matter? Did you get into the Cheetos again?

Anyhow, I just hope that when Sunday hits, that you're ready for the ass-whippin' of a lifetime. When the fat lady sings, I'll be holding my hand up in the sky in victory. All you'll be holding on to is dear life.

I'll leave you with a couple of wise sayings my friend.

First, the man who stands upon the toilet, is surely high on pot. But the most important thing is to remember this. This war between you and me isn't about who is right. It's about who is left! See you at Fear!

FaSho34
May 23rd, 2006, 4:55 PM
Fa Sho pulls back the curtain of the motel room, looking out through the watered beaded window, it is afternoonish, and he has a white t shirt and jeans on.. Neon lights give a redish glow to the view, and lights up the rain as it falls outside in the night air. Sho looks down at a street corner, noticing the presence of two street walkers who are waiting for their nightly business. He turns his attention back to the open briefcase that lies before him, pulling out pieces of what seems to be a gun handle, scope, barrel and other gun accessories.

Two nights ago I was walking in my home after a long plane flight, tired as hell. Two days later, I am sitting up in some cheap motel in Vegas. Leave it to me to find a job with travel benefits. But then there's this... I hate guns. They just make things too easy. It's just not the same as looking a man straight in the eyes... and then destroying his very being with your very own strength and hands. Good thing I've always got the weekend job to depend on.

Sho continues to put the pieces of the gun together, shaping a very streamlined looking sniper rifle.

And while I'm thinking about it, let's talk a little bit about this upcoming show. I mean it is a big night. The debuting thing is going down. You've got the usual filler battles filling the show, but this one will be main event bound! And then you've got that one very special moment for a guy who is the biggest Azz-hole of them all. Oh yes, Sho gets his big chance to fight in the big leagues. Well guys, if my cabin fever gets any worst being stuck in these small and run down motel rooms, you're going to be in a world of pain. I'll be in some need of release, and you'll be the wall that I pound my fist through.

Well, Chris has won his match up, and I destroyed you in the process, it is the greatest plan. You are at the disadvantage now, Funazz. You are going to be around 90% going in, while on my A game, I will destroy you beyond belief, and you cannot do a single thing about it. Instead of calling me gay some more… I wonder why you always point the gay jokes to me… do you want me to be gay, because I believe that is what you are inferring, and if so, that is disgusting, and I have a girlfriend, you sick gay ass bastard!

But I've got to take a second to be honest with you there, my reflection time with you wasn't my favorite part of your my day. Oh no. Nothing could compare to the moment when I found out that you were one of my first opponents since coming back. Well, I've thought it over and... sure, why the hell not? After all, that is what the contractual binding agreement states that was placed over a week ago, right? Listen kid, the last thing you need to worry about is fighting me. Obviously, you need to be challenging that little man I saw walking down the street last night, fucking drunk as hell though. But when you think about it, it's not going to matter if you realize you have a darkened fate early, or even right when you hear that lock behind you, the results will all be the same. It will be your head becoming one with the side of a squared circle. You need to go where you need to be, the women’s division.

But back to your little promo. I am sure you think you are funny shit, eh? Well guess what, you aren’t! You just are getting more fearful when we get closer to the match, so you are using this to get out, well listen pal, you aren’t helping your cause at all, and you will end up losing a lot more than blood if you aren’t careful! You are the one making the gay cracks, so the only thing about your rectum, is that I am destroying that, and every other part of you, you little bastard! Don’t be jealous of how successful I am, and just remember who I am before you start talking, you senseless little prick! Yeah, I lost to Matt, but that doesn’t matter anymore, the only thing that matters now, is me being able to break every bone in your body!

Sho finishes his project and clicks back the clip, placing a single bullet in the gun. The man then looks out the window again. Down below in the street, a man is walking down the sidewalk, and approaches the ladies at the corner, IT LOOKS LIKE FUNAZZ! He is pulling out money from his pocket to show the women, along with a silver flask in which he tilts up to take a sip of gin. Suddenly, one of the women starts to scream as she notices a perfectly centered hole that goes through the flask, and into the head of the man. He falls to the ground, and blood pours from his head. The women flee in fear.

But then we hear a guy say cut, as Sho puts the gun down, as he smiles. He then walks to the end of the room to look out of the window, as he gives the thumbs up. He then backs up to lean against the wall, as he smiles, he just stands there.

I love my day job! Acting is so great, you can just let all your frustrations out, just like I will in the ring…

You see Funazz, I have a thing called “talent” something I am sure you have never heard of. You see, talent is what people have when they are good at something, like myself with wrestling and acting. But you are only talented at fucking yourself over, and now is the time you need to gain talent in shutting your mouth, before you go too far, and I take your little ass to the graveyard!

I have been in this wrestling business for a long time, but not against someone with more guts than brains like you, Funazz. You need to know that I am not supposed to be messed with, and you went over the line already. So at Fear, I am going to be teaching you a lesson. A lesson about how you respect those who are greater than you are, so start bowing down, and start begging for mercy, and maybe I won’t break you into pieces after all… maybe just in half!

Sho then laughs as he walks to the door. He then opens the door, and picks up his jacket, as he hangs it over his shoulder. He walks out as we fade to black.

Tha Kyd
May 23rd, 2006, 5:04 PM
Fa Sho pulls back the curtain of the motel room, looking out through the watered beaded window, it is afternoonish, and he has a white t shirt and jeans on.. Neon lights give a redish glow to the view, and lights up the rain as it falls outside in the night air. Sho looks down at a street corner, noticing the presence of two street walkers who are waiting for their nightly business. He turns his attention back to the open briefcase that lies before him, pulling out pieces of what seems to be a gun handle, scope, barrel and other gun accessories.

Two nights ago I was walking in my home after a long plane flight, tired as hell. Two days later, I am sitting up in some cheap motel in Vegas. Leave it to me to find a job with travel benefits. But then there's this... I hate guns. They just make things too easy. It's just not the same as looking a man straight in the eyes... and then destroying his very being with your very own strength and hands. Good thing I've always got the weekend job to depend on.

Sho continues to put the pieces of the gun together, shaping a very streamlined looking sniper rifle.

And while I'm thinking about it, let's talk a little bit about this upcoming show. I mean it is a big night. The debuting thing is going down. You've got the usual filler battles filling the show, but this one will be main event bound! And then you've got that one very special moment for a guy who is the biggest Azz-hole of them all. Oh yes, Sho gets his big chance to fight in the big leagues. Well guys, if my cabin fever gets any worst being stuck in these small and run down motel rooms, you're going to be in a world of pain. I'll be in some need of release, and you'll be the wall that I pound my fist through.

Well, Chris has won his match up, and I destroyed you in the process, it is the greatest plan. You are at the disadvantage now, Funazz. You are going to be around 90% going in, while on my A game, I will destroy you beyond belief, and you cannot do a single thing about it. Instead of calling me gay some more… I wonder why you always point the gay jokes to me… do you want me to be gay, because I believe that is what you are inferring, and if so, that is disgusting, and I have a girlfriend, you sick gay ass bastard!

But I've got to take a second to be honest with you there, my reflection time with you wasn't my favorite part of your my day. Oh no. Nothing could compare to the moment when I found out that you were one of my first opponents since coming back. Well, I've thought it over and... sure, why the hell not? After all, that is what the contractual binding agreement states that was placed over a week ago, right? Listen kid, the last thing you need to worry about is fighting me. Obviously, you need to be challenging that little man I saw walking down the street last night, fucking drunk as hell though. But when you think about it, it's not going to matter if you realize you have a darkened fate early, or even right when you hear that lock behind you, the results will all be the same. It will be your head becoming one with the side of a squared circle. You need to go where you need to be, the women’s division.

But back to your little promo. I am sure you think you are funny shit, eh? Well guess what, you aren’t! You just are getting more fearful when we get closer to the match, so you are using this to get out, well listen pal, you aren’t helping your cause at all, and you will end up losing a lot more than blood if you aren’t careful! You are the one making the gay cracks, so the only thing about your rectum, is that I am destroying that, and every other part of you, you little bastard! Don’t be jealous of how successful I am, and just remember who I am before you start talking, you senseless little prick! Yeah, I lost to Matt, but that doesn’t matter anymore, the only thing that matters now, is me being able to break every bone in your body!

Sho finishes his project and clicks back the clip, placing a single bullet in the gun. The man then looks out the window again. Down below in the street, a man is walking down the sidewalk, and approaches the ladies at the corner, IT LOOKS LIKE FUNAZZ! He is pulling out money from his pocket to show the women, along with a silver flask in which he tilts up to take a sip of gin. Suddenly, one of the women starts to scream as she notices a perfectly centered hole that goes through the flask, and into the head of the man. He falls to the ground, and blood pours from his head. The women flee in fear.

But then we hear a guy say cut, as Sho puts the gun down, as he smiles. He then walks to the end of the room to look out of the window, as he gives the thumbs up. He then backs up to lean against the wall, as he smiles, he just stands there.

I love my day job! Acting is so great, you can just let all your frustrations out, just like I will in the ring…

You see Funazz, I have a thing called “talent” something I am sure you have never heard of. You see, talent is what people have when they are good at something, like myself with wrestling and acting. But you are only talented at fucking yourself over, and now is the time you need to gain talent in shutting your mouth, before you go too far, and I take your little ass to the graveyard!

I have been in this wrestling business for a long time, but not against someone with more guts than brains like you, Funazz. You need to know that I am not supposed to be messed with, and you went over the line already. So at Fear, I am going to be teaching you a lesson. A lesson about how you respect those who are greater than you are, so start bowing down, and start begging for mercy, and maybe I won’t break you into pieces after all… maybe just in half!

Sho then laughs as he walks to the door. He then opens the door, and picks up his jacket, as he hangs it over his shoulder. He walks out as we fade to black.

Are you seriously gonna give me the lesson speech? I thought you were better than that Kris. I thought you were "supernatural" and able to get away with murders?

Well I guess I was wrong.:rolleyes:

FaSho34
May 23rd, 2006, 5:05 PM
If you would've read into it, you would've found out that it was an act, you moron!

You never could do much right though could you?

Takerholic
May 23rd, 2006, 7:57 PM
On our way out of the Airport last night, Peacepipe and I were standing outside smoking a joint when a little kid wearing a RajahMania t-shirt came up to us for autographs. While we were signing he asked lots of questions about us, RSA, and wrestling itself. He then asked why I had only won tag team championships over the span of my career. After giving peacepipe a light smack on the arm to make him stop laughing, I told him why. Over my career, I have had 1 Championship match that wasn't a tag team championship match. In the very beginings of RWC, I was in a 6-pack RWC championship match, I was not pinned in this match, although I could have been seeing as this was the match that put me on the shelf for 11 months. I told him that Since returning, I had to re-work my way to the top. In doing that, I re-captured the Tag team championships. I had a match set for the UK championship, but the title was done away with. As a result I was given a spot in the Triple Threat IN title match at FEAR. I told him that in pro wrestling, championships are great, but they don't make the wrestler. Does anyone think less of Chris Lemichi because he doesn't have the RSA title anymore? I for one do not. He has proven himself time and time again, with or without gold. I look at all superstars here like that. But with all morals and life lessons aside, At FEAR, my time has come and I will become the NEW RSA INTERNATIONAL CHAMPION!

Punisher
May 23rd, 2006, 9:45 PM
It seems to me there are a bunch of retarded people here in RSA. First let me address a certain azz-hole.


whether you walk out of that match with your hand raised or on a streatcher next to Punisher on the way to the hospital

Funazz you have absolutely no right to say anything about anyone in this business. I recommend that you shut your mouth or else after I end the career of Peacepipe I'll come after you, that is if Fasho doesn't finish you off at Fear. So Funazz I don't expect to hear no more shit from you. Now let's see somethings that my opponent Peacepipe said regarding our matchup at Fear.


Fear - I found four meanings from the dictionary.

Wow, I'm suprised at two things here. One is that you actually know what a dictionary is. Two is that you took the time to look it up. I must say that earns you some points on the respect-o-meter dude.


1. A feeling of agitation and anxiety caused by the presence or imminence of danger.


This is something you should currently be feeling Peacepipe. I don't care how high you are. You know for a fact that there is a presence of danger upon us. And you may not show it but you're anxious Peacepipe. Anxious to get this overwith so hopefully you survive. I mean to put it blunt, you'll be lucky to be alive once you're put in that ambulance let alone continue your career.


2. A state or condition marked by this feeling: living in fear.

Living in fear. I'll tell you this right now. I've been living in fear my whole life and this enviroment will be nothing to me. I like pain Peacepipe. How can you beat a man who has no fear and can take whatever you dish out? The point is that you can't. That's why I will be walking out of Fear victorious.


3. A feeling of disquiet or apprehension: a fear of looking foolish.

I'm not even going to touch the topic about how foolish you really are as I'm sure all the fans can see what a retard you really are.


4. Extreme reverence or awe, as toward a supreme power.


You will be the one in awe my friend. You will be in awe of how much blood you will lose. You will be in awe of how badly you're going to get beaten. You will be in awe and will never look at me the same and you WILL see me as a supreme power as I stand victorious. And you've got the Punisher's Promise on that!

Aeida
May 23rd, 2006, 9:50 PM
Hmmm, we could always do the 'whichever team wins wins all three belts' thing, meaning you chose the IN candidate (I'm guessing Hoppy and Aeida) and then the Tag candidates (Mortis/Bruno and Rip and Mikey)

But, it's your call...


It's really up to you guys, i am easy eitheir way, i am more just wondering if the match is like that 3-2 WWE/IC title match on raw a few weeks ago (where you pin the champ and get that belt, and in case of the champs, pin someone and keep your belt),

if the in title is one the line to everyone, and the other two members of the team get the tag titles,

or if it is like you just said...

I just wanna know how low the chance of keeping my belt are lol

viva_la_raza
May 25th, 2006, 3:57 AM
Cole Parker, your time is finally up, your days finally numbered

Fear is upon us

For a whole month now, you have used every oppertunity to beat me down, to cost me matches...important matches too....each time you did so you thought you were getting a psycological fooothold over me, but in fact each attack brought with it a new fire in my belly and made me as determined as ever to cotinue.

That RSA Title still eludes me Mr Parker. I felt it was in my grasp...I could almost taste it....and then you come along and buggar things up for me.... I want that belt more than anything else in this business, forget money, forget fancy cars or fancy houses, hel even forget Blaze for a second, that title is what I really crave. And, you see Mr Parker, at the moment you are in my way. I have come to terms with the fact that I may never win the RSA title with you still at large, so at Fear, Monsiour Parker, you will see Natty Dred's true self unleashed.

You see, usually I channel my anger in the ring, I filter it into small doses hell it's easier to fight that way. It's fairer to fight that way....but Cole you have done nothing to warrant a fair fight, and you have done nothing to make me respect you as an in ring performer....thats why you are going to be part of somthing historic....somthing that people never forget for the rest of their lives.

Natty Dred unleashed

For too long I have remained in the shadow of RSA Champions, and for too long people like you have held me down. I love this company, this business, my faction, hell I even love fighting against my most bitter rivals, but you have done a whole lot to dampen my passion for the industry Cole, and to save my career, and to make sure you don't do the same to others around you, I have to stop you.

And, at Fear Cole, you can bet your little faction on the fact that I will do that, in fact, it's a promise, and you know that Natty Dred always tries to keep his promises.

Mikey_Jones
May 26th, 2006, 5:13 PM
Fear. It has so many meanings. Being afraid. Being scared. What Bruno feels on his first date. All feeling of FEAR.

But this PPV shouldn't be called Fear. More like Revenge or Retribution or another R. You see, the Tag Titles are now Bruno and Mortis'. Society’s. However, although they followed the rules they cheated so badly it was a travesty. The General Manager, then Slare, helped his friends. He helped his stable to win something.

So why doesn't the CURRENT GM do that? Why don't you help us Natty? When I was getting laid out. When we lost the titles. Numerous other beat downs yet your not there to help us. Why not?

I think I know. You’re to worries about Cole parker and the title. You helped me into this business (Yeah, you too Funazz) yet you stopped your help there.

How bout at FEAR you prove you are in a true stable? Make sure the match stays fair and that we don't get screwed.

Good luck against Parker. But remember. You have my back and I'll have yours. It's my policy. Works with Rip perfect. Now lets see if you can make it work as well.

Stealth
May 26th, 2006, 9:54 PM
An unsettling black presence fills the stage, followed by a low swelling red light. A fog rolls in, and we see a massive dark figure looming in the foreground.



What is it that you are afraid of.... Some are afraid of spiders... Some are terrified of heights.... Some are petrified of tight enclosed areas..... Others are afraid of the dark. Out of every various fear known to man......one fear stands alone. Death. I am Rigour Mortis. I am the Executioner. I inhale death. I cause death. I am........death. I.....am....Fear.

The Revolution. What do they fear? Nattydred may fear that after being so close to the RSA title.......that he may never get to touch it. He may fear that time has passed his existing chance goodbye. Mikey Jones may fear that his attacker has not yet revealed himself. He may fear that it is someone he knows........or even trusts. Aeida may fear that his time as the International Champion is drawing short. He may fear that when he loses his title.....that he may lose respect. He may fear that his reign was a complete sham........or just shrouded by luck. Rip may fear that the Revolution can not offer the same sanctuary that it once did. He may fear that the members choose to whisper deception instead of proclaiming triumph as before. Whatever your fears are..........they will be realized on Sunday. They will be realized when you come to the understanding that all of the major titles will belong to us after the curtain drops.

Society. The serpent searched through the chronicles of lore......seeking an assembly of dark surrogates to once again call his own. A coven of desolate souls to envelope all that is pure evil.....and all that is chaos....and all that is damned by normal society. Slare is a true legend in time. Slare is the epitomy of eminence....he is the prodigy of putrescence......the serpent of society. When his career draws to a close on Sunday....we will celebrate his triumphant ascent. He will defeat the ominous Dunc in the match that separates gods from men. He will be the icon to stand above all others. He will be revered....he will be respected....he will be missed.

Odyssey. Slare is passing the sacred torch of Society to my hands. Where one legend passes away......another rises from the moores to claim inheritance. Society will become the banshee of the night that causes children to develop severe disorders as they grow up. Society will blanket all who come in contact. People will shiver.....people will hide.....people will kneel before the Executioner of Society.

This Sunday. A champion will be crowned. A faction will falter. A faction will rise. A war will rage. Some will win. Some will lose. Some will improve. Some will retire. Some will be bloody. Some will be reborn. Some may hate. Some may bond. Some may avenge. Some may dream. Some may think. Some may know. All..........will.........FEAR!



Shuffle twice, brave the wind
The iron agony will never mend
Impale within, assauge lament
Justice cries, and on they went

Behead my faith, conceal the love
The predator stalks from above
Rape mine eyes, inhales the joy
Grasp the tears of a dying boy

Biased deception, hung delusion
Suffer from amongst troubled confusion
Vacant malace, languid essence
Sardonic smirk breathes foreboding presence

Unleash the savvy, reveal the lies
Wretching pain manipulates disguise
Hates desire, dam the flow
Raging smite, I can not let go

Gouging blame scalps the face
Deceitful fire shows no disgrace
Daggers vengeance, bleeds the sun
The final blow......and now it's done.



The figure bows his head. The fog rolls through. The light fades.

Slare
May 27th, 2006, 5:16 PM
FEA
R

Duncna at fear i will light a fire on your pussyt an put it out b stopmin it.

I love you dunc, mad propes, you are teh best ever....ACTUALLY....SECVOND BEST EVER...COS I AM THE BEST EVER.

LOok atr mt lefacty Func, look at MY LEGACY...I have done it alll amn, ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!

yOU WILL BOW DOWN TO ME TINKEREBELL, AND I WILL AMKE YOU SCREAM MY NEME.

I AM SLARE

SLARE

SLARE
SAL

SLARE


COME THE UFKC ON BOYOS.

COME ON


IM GONNA FUCKINH MISS THIS PLACE.

Rip
May 28th, 2006, 1:54 AM
FEAR?

You all piss and moan, but none of you knows the meaning of the word do you?

Have you ever lain in an alley, your life running through your fingers, to weak to even croak 'Help', unable to stand, unable to see as the lights dim, as the pain begins to fade leaving only sweet warmth and release?

Have you ever felt the snap of your bones and wondered if this time it would be the end of you, if this time you wouldn't be able to walk again, to support your family, to play with your children, to hold your wife?

FEAR?

I have faced you many times, I have never once backed down, I have never once buckled, I have looked into the eyes of the reaper and laughed in his face.........

Who else amoungst you can say the same?

FEAR?

I don't think so.

Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock

Time for my close up I think......

Tick, Tock
Tick........

Pretty thrown together but I guess I have a good excuse :D

StoneColdChris
May 28th, 2006, 2:15 AM
For the record, I started all this meaning of Fear promos. Just goes to show that RSA would be nothing without me, lol I kid, it would be nothing without Natty and me hahah

FaSho34
May 28th, 2006, 7:00 AM
For the record, I started all this meaning of Fear promos. Just goes to show that RSA would be nothing without me, lol I kid, it would be nothing without Natty and me hahah

:grumpy: I was the one who started putting up the awesome promos....

Slare
May 28th, 2006, 9:48 AM
FEA
R

Duncna at fear i will light a fire on your pussyt an put it out b stopmin it.

I love you dunc, mad propes, you are teh best ever....ACTUALLY....SECVOND BEST EVER...COS I AM THE BEST EVER.

LOok atr mt lefacty Func, look at MY LEGACY...I have done it alll amn, ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!

yOU WILL BOW DOWN TO ME TINKEREBELL, AND I WILL AMKE YOU SCREAM MY NEME.

I AM SLARE

SLARE

SLARE
SAL

SLARE


COME THE UFKC ON BOYOS.

COME ON


IM GONNA FUCKINH MISS THIS PLACE.


Smooth

OceansMafia
May 28th, 2006, 1:39 PM
Smooth

lay off the booze :hic:

Holy_Hopkins
May 28th, 2006, 3:11 PM
Well evening once again my fans, now i've been told I have to come out here and do a little promo about my upcoming match at fear, you know the usual hype for the "greatest match in the history of RSA", which by the way wouldn't be much of a feat. So I've taken time out of my busy schedule so you all have the chance to feast your eyes on a true English Leeeeegend, you see unlike all the other Brits here at RSA I've actually acomplished something.

Natty what's he accomplished? Bugger all that's what.

Mikey, all that porky bastard has accomplished is having the biggest gut in the business.

Cole Parker, sorry who?

You see unlike my counterparts I have accomplished stuff, I am an undefeated champion, a self made millionaire and I am the one reason an army of English citizens have travelled all the way to this run down, immigrant filled crap town. For that I salute you.

Please note how I used the term "English" instead of "British" you see if I was to use the term "British" you could confuse me for well, a sheep shagging welse wanker, a scummy Irish republican or worst then all of that, a caber tossing, haggis eating, skirt wearing Scotsman.

And THAT my noble Englishmen is where I'm heading to, you see my little rant just there was just the foreplay. I haven't even began the intercourse.

We all know the reason we're here, we're not here for some poxy Undisputed champion title match between two buddy buddy friends, which by the way was lacking an undefeated Champion to all those people up in mangaement, we're not here to see some drugged up scumbag take another trip in the ambulance, oh and by the way about my match with peacepipe, i did not pass out, i merely fell asleep after having to endure the most boring match in my career, anyway back to tonight. Like I was saying we're not here to see Funazz and soem two sterling Slag battle Mr. Superstar himself Fasho, we're not even here to see the rebirth of the "almighty" Society squash a pathetic stable known as Revolution.

No sir ee bob, we are here to say goodbye to a "legend" and finally rid the wrestling business of a piece of scottish tartan that has been around since the age of the dinosaurs. Slare the "serpent of the Society" the man with the golden schlong, finally faces off against his arch nemisis, the other legend, "Destiny's" Dunc and the one question everyone wants to be answered is.......

Does anybody really give a flying fuck?

Why should we care about two washed up has beens that have amounted to nothing in RSA and began this feud back in the dawn of RSL. Ever now and then the feud has flickered back to life and finally the culmination of the biggest, most drawn out snorefest ever comes to an end.

Wait wait wait HOLD ON! But Hopkins, wasn't it Slare who brought you back into RSA, wasn't it Slare who gave you back a job after Jamie fired you?! That's not even the beginning of it. Let's take a journey down memory road to a thing i like to call.... RWC.

In RWC (That's Rajah World Championship to all you uneducated folk) I began something special, I gave Slare, on a plate the greatest idea and faction in the history of Sports Entertainment. I gave him, the Society. Not only that, I gave him title shots, I gave him everything I made him the main man, and what thanks do I get? What reward do I get? Nothing that's what. Whilst Slare's fan base and ego grew and grew I was getting nothing. No praise, No awards, No "legendary" status. I made Slare into the superstar he is today giving him main event after main event, top billing after top billing and I got nothing out of it except a couple of sore bruises when that twat decided he didn't need me anymore. I learnt that day at Redemption that the Society were not to be messed with....

So lets skip forward a few years into this day and age and a company we call RSA ( See how much this name sucks in comparision ) Anyway the days have caught up with Slare, he's not the superstar he once was and low and behold who should suddenly turn up but Dangerous Duncan himself. Well as you can imagine Slare's not too pleased and came up with the idea of reforming the Society. Good for him but he realizes that the lads around today aren't quite up to scratch so he sought me out. Yeah he wanted me to come back, not the other way round. He needed me, he needed an undefeated champion to help deal with Dunc, so I oblige. Me and Dunc have never really seen eye to eye, heck most of you may remeber it was him who i won the undisputed title off of, yes that title which I never lost, so add that with the incentive of a bit more money and gaurenteed title shots I was on board, what the hell my fans deserved tos ee me a few more times.

But then Slare has a change of heart, the stupid Loch ness wanker decides wrestling isn't for him anymore and he's leaving at Fear, as he leaves so does whatever respect I once had for him. He brought me in the help him with Dunc, so he buggers off and thats a no go situation, So I'm stuck in this contract with no real purpose or desire. More then that though, he hands over leadership of the Society, a team I made, to someone else. He overlooked his "right hand man" and instead handed it to Mr Tag Team?! Now don't get me wrong Mortis is a great talent and I will follow him fully as long as possible, I feel that Mortis is the future of sports entertainment, but I am an undefeated Champion, something Slare overlooked.

I will no longer be overlooked. Slare means nothing to me but a lucky bagpipe playing loser. My only desire for Fear is that Dunc takes what is left of this man and puts him out of his misery.

I mean, the world has enough Scotsmen. This one won't be missed.

Slare
May 28th, 2006, 4:17 PM
Oi, ya bastard.

Ive never been to loch ness.

Willy face.

Mikey_Jones
May 29th, 2006, 3:01 PM
So Natty, how's your match coming along?

viva_la_raza
May 29th, 2006, 3:11 PM
Oi, ya bastard.

Ive never been to loch ness.

Willy face.

:rofl:

viva_la_raza
May 30th, 2006, 5:11 AM
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Lemchi: Fear? What is it?
PeacePipe: A feeling of agitation and anxiety caused by the presence or imminence of danger.
Mikey: Being scared
Mortis: I.....am....Fear
Dunc: Is it my Destiny
Vallence: Is it the path that forges my legacy
Fasho: Is it the thing that keeps me out of the spotlight
NattyDred: Fear is upon us
Funazz: Tonight I face my fear
Punisher: Tonight I will not be afraid
Aeida: Tonight I'm not scared
Hopkins: Tonight there is no going back
Punisher: Tonight there will be punishment
Parker: Tonight its my time
NattyDred: Tonight I am Fearless
Vallence: Tonight my legacy begins....
Lemchi: Tonight I take back what's mine
Slare: Tonight, Be afraid of me, the STD, and 1..2..3

Nattydred: Tonight RSA will face its FEAR!

Dunc: Are you ready?


Backstage we see Vallance and Chris talking, of course they have the big match coming up later on in the night……

Vallance- “look, I’m just saying…..Slare is probably going to be remembered more in the long run than Dunc…..just my opinion…

Chris- “Your opinion? Slare’s nothing…..we both know that…..nothing, I don’t know why people are making such a big deal of his retirment I mean c’mon…..when was the last time he won the title?”

Vallance- “I suppose…but I dunno about Slare….what the hell are you looking at?

The both turn to a youngster who is standing there looking at them. Chris stands up and looks across at him, angrily

Chris- “Who the hell are you?”

“I’m Chris Kluwe……I just signed myself contract see…..and I couldn’t help but overhear your little argument here..”

Vallance- “Well…what’s it to you assface….”

Kluwe- “It’s just I think you two are forgetting something…..your talking about Slare and Dunc as the greatest wrestlers in the world…….

Chris- “Well who do you think is right?”

Kluwe-“It doesn’t matter does it….at the moment you two are the greatest wrestlers in the world to date…..so like I said…it doesn’t matter”


RSA KING OF THE RING

COMING SOON

8 MEN

1 WINNER


We see the newbie Chris Kluwe walking down the coridoor, when he bumps into Natty Dred, who is getting ready for his matchup with Cole Parker.

Dred- “Hello Mr Kluwe…firstly welcome to RSA (shakes hand) But, I just have to say….I heard you talking to Vallance and Chris just a moment ago…..and I have to say…..you’ve got it all wrong….now I know your only new to this business and everything, but you have got a lot to learn, and fast”

Kluwe- “What d’ya mean?”

Dred- “I mean you have to learn some things before you become a successful member of this roster young man. Anyway, let’s walk and talk, I’ve got a proposition for you”




Cole Parker vs. Nattydred


Well I’m sure the crowd can’t wait for this one. As Cole Parker makes his way to the ring let’s explain what lead to this matchup at Fear. It all started back at RSA’s last PPV Destiny. It was Dazz against Nattydred for the RSA Championship and Cole Parker decided to get himself involved and cost Nattydred the RSA Championship. Then in the RSA Championship tourney it was Nattydred vs. Chris Lemchi and once again Parker stuck his nose in Natty’s business and helped fellow Elite member Lemchi win the match. Don’t forget that live tonight it is a battle of the Elite. Lemchi vs. Vallence for the RSA Championship. But that is later and this is now and Cole is waiting in the ring for Natty to come out. Remember that tonight Natty Dred promised us a performance from him like nothing else we’v ever seen, he’ll not filter all of his anger in this match as he hopes to cast this challenge aside and possibly move back towards the RSA Title.

Natty’s music hits and he receives a large pop as he sprints down the stage, slides into the ring, and takes Cole down with a nasty spear. The ref rings the bell as Natty continues the assault with punch after punch to Parker’s face. The ref starts the count and Natty lays off at 4. Natty turns to scream at the ref and Cole gets to hit Natty with a low blow. He gets up and hits Natty with a nasty bulldog before posing for the fans. He picks Natty up to bounce him off the ropes but Natty ducks the clothesline attempt and comes back with a flying forearm! And once again Natty goes down and starts unloading some closed fists to the face of Parker as the ref reaches a 4 count once again. I’ve never seen Nattydred this pissed off before.

Natty picks Parker up and hit’s a suplex. Now he rolls his hips and hit’s a second one! He’s going for one more here but Parker blocks it. Parker picks Natty up and goes for a suplex but in midair decides to place Natty on his shoulders and he’s going for the Last Resort. But Natty slips behind and…Backcracker, backcracker by Natty. Cover.
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Kickout by Cole Parker. Natty heads to the top rope now and he’s going for the frog splash. He jumps but Cole got up and just grabbed Natty in midair. He’s got Natty on his shoulders. LAST RESORT! LAST RESORT! Parker nails his finishing maneuver and I believe that’s it for this match. Cover.
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3.…No way! No way! Natty Kicked out! Natty kicked out!



Cole has a look of disbelief on his face. He’s screaming at the ref. Wait Natty is up and he’s just waiting for Cole to turn around. Cole turns around and Natty attempts the Stunner, but Cole pushes Natty into the ropes. Natty bounces back and Cole goes for a spine buster but Natty reverses that into a DDT! Natty gets up and lays a load of kicks to the back of Parker and now he takes Parkers head and rams it against the mat 5 times. I think Parker is busted open. Cover by Natty.

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3NO! Kickout by Cole.




Now Natty picks Cole up and hit’s a suplex. And another. And another. He got the Three Amigos! He’s feeling froggy now. Nattydred to the top rope. He’s going for the Five Star Frog Splash. Natty jumps and HE CONNECTS. FIVE STAR FROG SPLASH. This one is over but Natty isn’t going for the pin. He’s lifting Cole to his feet. It looks like he’s about to say something….. “Cole Parker…I’m going to stun your ass all the way to hell!” STUNNER! Stunner by Natty . He covers.

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Wait a second. Natty lifted Parker up. And he just waved his finger as if to say not yet. He’s going to the outside, and oh my. He just pulled out a ladder from under the ring. He’s setting it in the ring. That’s gotta be a good 10 foot, maybe 15 foot ladder. He sets it up. He gives Cole a couple stomps for good measure. He’s climbing the ladder. And…no way he went to the very top. Can he do this? Nattydred just flicked Cole Parker off and……NO WAY! NO WAY! Frogsplash from the top of the frikin ladder! You’ve got to be kidding me. Natty crawls over for the cover.
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3!




It’s over. Nattydred summoned all his energy and all his anger into this night. He risked his life just so he could destroy Cole Parker. And who could blame him? After everything Cole did to Natty, Natty finally got his redemption here at Fear

Winner- Natty Dred


Punisher is sitting all alone in his lockeroom and begins to speak


"An Ambulance Match. One of the sickest and most twisted matches you could have. Where the one true point is to decapitate your opponent so bad that you are able to take his body and stuff it into the back of an ambulance. This match has shortened careers. This match has shortened lives.

When you see an ambulance roaring down the street with the sirens wailing you think for a second. You wonder if maybe someone is in the back of that ambulance dying. You never really get to see inside the ambulance and you’ll probably never find out why that ambulance passed by. But this is different. Everyone outside will know what’s happening when they see an ambulance leave the arena. They’ll know that either myself or Peacepipe is in the back of that ambulance, probably unconscious.

As Peacepipe said earlier, this match is not about who is right but who is left.
Punisher suddenly buries his head in his arms and he seems to be in a deep thought and comes back up with a very serious expression on his face


But no matter who wins neither of us will be left. One will be carried out in an ambulance after losing. But the winner will probably be carried out in an ambulance as well. I’ve been feeling great all week but suddenly here I am before my match. And I’m scared. I don’t fear Peacepipe. I fear the ambulance. I fear that my career could be over after tonight…"

Punisher stops and then puts on a sadistic grin


"All the cards on the table. Loser might lose his career. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Punisher then walks up out of his chair and out of the lockeroom while laughing hysterically"



Peacepipe vs Punisher

In the arena we see an ambulance parked with the lights flashing. The crowd is starting to swell with anticipation. There is a referee standing by the ambulance…..his only job here is to call the winner. Friends…….it's now time for our ambulance match. I can't wait to see these two go at it, as these guys have become mortal enemies. If you remember correctly Peacepipe had the advantage over Punisher a couple of weeks ago….he had completed his famous 420 splash in the middle of the ring. Punisher, however, had different plans in mind as he used a set of brass knuckles to end the match in DQ. He then performed two installments of the Punishment to Peacepipe after the match was over……even going so far as to throw the referee out of the ring. Then at Wednesday Night Revolution….Peacepipe attacked Punisher during his match with the lovely Blaze. Then just last week, Punisher attacked Peacepipe by smashing his head through a side-window. Punisher then ranted about leaving Peacepipe for dead come Sunday. So here we are at Fear……this feud has brought about the only ending feasible to the situation……..an Ambulance Match! Let's go down to ringside for the introductions……

"Ladies and Gentlemen…it is time for the Ambulance Match!! Here are the rules to this match. There will be no pinfall…..no submission…and no disqualification. The only way to win this match is for one wrestler to put his opponent inside the back of the ambulance……and to close both doors! First…..making his way to the ring……from Buffalo, New York…….Punisher!!!"

Music hits…..Punisher appears at the entrance with a sadistic look on his face. A loud chorus of boos fills the arena. Punisher is carrying a noose to the ring as he has done occasionally before. He stops at the base of the ring and lifts the ring apron. He tosses in a couple of garbage can lids, a chair, a garden rake, and the noose he's carrying. I'm at the edge of my seat because this one is going to be a barnburner for sure.

"And his opponent…….Peacepipe!!!"

Thermographic lighting hits……Because I got High is playing as the fans erupt. Peacepipe is heading towards the ring and is carrying a large glass bong with him. He stops to pass out goodies to the crowd again as people are nearly rioting just to grab a hold of Peacepipe's treats. He climbs into the ring and sets the bong down in the corner, but not before he takes a huge hit off of it first. He slowly moves towards the middle of the ring……Punisher does the same. We are all business here as these two begin a stare down. The referee calls for the bell and proceeds to step outside of the ring again.

Punisher is talking trash to Peacepipe right now, but it's tough to hear what he's saying…….Peacepipe just staring back not saying a word. Punisher pushes his opponent in the chest…….Peacepipe pops back a shove to the chest. Again Punisher shoves Peacepipe. Peacepipe……ohhh…he just blew smoke in the eyes of Punisher! Punisher distracted for a second and……Peacepipe kicks him in the balls. It's a low blow!….but that sort of thing is perfectly legal here in this match. Punisher is rolling on the canvas in pain as Peacepipe runs to the corner to retrieve his bong. He's going to take another hit I guess….no…….what's he…my god!!! He's holding Punisher's mouth open and pouring the bong water down his throat!! Punisher is choking on the bong water now as this crowd gets even louder. "4…2…0…… 4…2…0……" We can here this capacity crowd now getting behind this young superstar.

Punisher still trying to gain his composure looks like he's turning green…..well I'm guessing bong water doesn't exactly sit well in your stomach. Peacepipe picks up his bong and……wow! He shatters his bong over the skull of Punisher! I can't believe this….glass just flying everywhere after Peacepipe has used this as a weapon…..not once…not twice…but three times now! Peacepipe goes for a cover now…….he looks around, but the referee is outside by the ambulance. Peacepipe obviously confused here as this match can not be won by pinfall. I'm sure it's from all the drugs he's taken….leaving him with a swiss-cheese type of mentality. Peacepipe raises Punisher back to his feet and Irish Whips the big guy into the ropes. Peacepipe drops his head and….knee lift by Punisher. Punisher starting to see a little more clearly now…..shakes his head once more clearing the cobwebs.

Peacepipe is trying to get back up to his feet, while Punisher grabs a trash can lid. Peacepipe finally stands up and………wham! He's met with a trashcan lid shot to the head. Peacepipe falls hard to a knee…….another crack to the head! Peacepipe is down face-first on the mat, and Punisher is continuing to deliver shot after shot across the back of his opponent. The echoes from that now-warped lid hitting Peacepipe were ringing loud and clear through this arena. Punisher grabs the garden rake……….holy cow!! He just broke the rake in two over the back of Peacepipe. Punisher tosses the broken rake aside and picks up the rope. Peacepipe is getting up, but a lot more slowly than before. Punisher wraps the noose around Peacepipe's neck and is dragging him around the ring while humiliating him. I just now noticed, but Punisher has a small laceration on the top of his forehead where Peacepipe's bong was smashed into little itty-bitty pieces. A small stream can be seen along the nose line of Punisher. Punisher….what's he doing here? He is tying the other end of the noose to the top rope now……please no! He just threw Peacepipe over the top rope while still connected! Peacepipe has his feet on the floor, but his circulation is being cut off from the gravity alone. Punisher rolls out under the ropes now and grabs a chair from under the ring. The crowd oooh's and ahh's from Punisher hitting Peacepipe once in the gut….and once over the head with the folding chair. Peacepipe is definitely taking some severe Punishment now, just like his opponent promised at the last show.

Punisher unwraps Peacepipe's neck and watches him collapse to the ground. He pauses to leer at the crowd while they react in hostile retaliation. He raises Peacepipe to his feet and lifts him onto his shoulder…….looks like he's planning to ram Peacepipe head-first into the steel post! Punisher gets a running start and….ooohhhh! Peacepipe slides off behind causing Punisher to collide with the post. Punisher staggers, but is not down. Peacepipe now bleeding from the chair over the head…….grabs the noose and wraps it around Punisher's neck! Peacepipe returning the favor now pulls Punisher towards the Ambulance for the first time. Peacepipe stops momentarily to elbow Punisher in the face……then throws Punisher towards the driver-side door. Face through the glass!! Punisher just got paid back from this last week. Punisher falls backwards from the ambulance window…….wow! Punisher has blood coming from everywhere now. He looks like he has just taken a crimson shower! Peacepipe drags him to the other side of the vehicle. He is going to do the same through the other window! Punisher catches himself with his hands…..he elbows Peacepipe in the ribs. Reversal! Peacepipe's head just went through the glass!! What goes around comes around.

Folks if you aren't entertained here by this match tonight…. Then you better check your damn pulse. Both men look like they've been through a meat-grinder….blood just pouring out from everywhere now. Punisher takes Peacepipe to the rear of the truck….could we see the end of this finally? Punisher bodyslams Peacepipe on the concrete, then opens both doors to the Ambulance. Punisher pulls out the stretcher…….he picks Peacepipe up and places him on the stretcher. Punisher is pushing Peacepipe in the ambulance trying to end this match…..Peacepipe has ahold of the door frame now, clenching for dear life. Punisher pulls him back off the stretcher and slaps Peacepipe with an open palm across the chest. He steps back and…….ohhhhh! Punisher just speared Peacepipe…….and both men are now inside the Ambulance! Neither man is moving now, pure exhaustion has taken over……..who will be the first man to climb out and shut the door?

Punisher slowly is the first one to stir……he gets to one knee. Punisher looks over and grabs a syringe full of some liquid. What the hell….Punisher is going to stick Peacepipe with what looks to be a sedative!! Punisher sticks Peacepipe in the arm……and Punisher is has a relieved look on his face. He believes it is just a matter of semmantics now...............Woah! Peacepipe just suddenly opened his eyes…….I don't think that drug hurt him. Instead, I think it just made him more alert! Punisher now with a scared look on his face peers up and sees a fire extinguisher hanging on the inside wall. He is going to try put Peacepipe out of his misery before he can act here. Peacepipe is wide awake, but not getting up yet. Wait a second…..someone just reached in from the front of the Ambulance through the curtain and turned on one of the medical devices. Who could it be?……….Holy Cow! It's Blaze!! She has turned something on as we can hear the slight hum of the machine. Punisher reaches up for the fire extinguisher now as he wearily gets to both feet. Peacepipe is grabbing a couple of…….what is that he's grabbing? Punisher picks the extinguisher up and prepares to bash Peacepipe with it………..what the!?!?!............. Good God Almighty!!!............... Peacepipe just touched the two paddles he was holding to Punisher's chest!!! It's a Defibrillator!! Peacepipe just used the Defibrillator on Punisher!!! Punisher collapses as the eyes roll to the back of his head! Peacepipe drops the paddles and rolls outside the Ambulance to the floor. It almost looks like smoke is rising from the body of Punisher now! He must be completely fried from that sudden shock! Peacepipe gets to a knee and…….yes, he shuts one door! One more to go and………he closed it!! Peacepipe wins the match!! This one is over! Let's get the official announcement……

The winner of this match……….Peacepipe!!!!"

Ladies and Gentlemen will you just look at the carnage before us here……..never in a million years have I seen anything like this! Both men have been beaten until they couldn't stand….bloodied beyond all recognition….and drug through the gates of hell!! Peacepipe emerges victorious here as Blaze is helping him up. Peacepipe looks like a train just ran into him at full speed, but the referee is holding his hand up high. The medical staff are rushing to the back of the Ambulance to check Punisher out, as a driver gets in and drives out of the arena. Folks we don't even know the status of Punisher as he is obviously severely injured if not…..dare I say dead even. A shock of any kind from a standard medical Defibrillator is great enough to revive someone who's heart is not beating…..what would that do to someone's heart who is normal? We will seek updates on Punisher's condition as the night continues. Blaze is helping Peacepipe up the ramp to the exit…..he obviously needs medical attention as well from the horrifying beating he took from Punisher. All I can say in conclusion to this match is…….wow! This one will be remembered for years to come….that I can guarantee!

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The Soceity are in the back, all of whom have some form of a match later on tonight.

Slare is wearing a kilt, hopefully he wont be wearing that later on tonight.

Hopkins- “You know Slare…RSA’s gonna miss you and all, but where you thinking of retiring too?”

“I mean…theres plenty of places these days you could go too, Florida….Italy….ahem…Loch Ness…..”

Slare- “Why the fook would I move there?”

Bruno- “Hey look my titles shiny!”

Hopkins- “Well you know, you could go swimming with Lochie….eat haggis until you burst….watch Scotland attempt to play football……hell you know you love it”

Slare- “Tonight I’m not lookin’ to where I’m moving too….I’m looking to the main event...where finally I beat Dunc...after all this teme

Mortis stands up, ready to leave for the big six way tag match that is coming up next.

Mortis- “Well buddy, in case I don’t see ya….good luck later on….I know you don’t need it or anything”

Slare- “Tanks boody….really I appreciate it….good luck for you too. Mortis…I’m expecting you to lead this faction into greatness….okay?”


Hopkins- “Yeah yeah don’t get all sloppy Slare, let him go to our match man….I guess I’ll see you later…”

Hopkins, Bruno and Mortis are all heading out of the locker room when Slare stops them, realising he has no money on him

Slare- “Woa hang on, could any of you lend me tree fifty?”


Match 1
Funazz vs Fasho
Bronx Brawl
1st Fall: First Blood

Ladies and Gentlemen welcome to RSA Fear and what a PPV we have lined up for you and I can't think of a better way of kicking off then two bitter rivals going head to head in a 2 out of 3 falls Bronx Brawl match! These two have said what need to be said, cheap shot after cheap shot but that ends tonight. We're going to kick things off with a First Blood match for the First fall, whoever draws blood first will have a distinct advantage in this contest. The second fall is a Submission match, and thirdly, if needed the Last Man Standing will be the winner.

Funazz' music hits and the crowd are on their feet. The enrgetic young superstar makes his way to the ring accompained by the volumptious Blaze, her first appearance on PPV will Funazz crash and burn or will he leave in a Blaze of Glory? Funazz hops onto the apron before parting the ropes to allow his valet easy access to the ring. Funazz bounces off the ropes as he awaits the arrival of Mr Broadway himself. Blaze steps out of the ring as Fasho's music blazes out through the P.A, Mr Broadway has his serious face on tonight and walks onto the ramp. Funazz is pumped in the ring and signals to Funazz to bring it. Fasho stops halfway down the ramp and turns back and begins walking back up the ramp. The crowd don't like this one bit and a BroaaaadGay chant starts up. Funazz looks puzzled and exits the ring. Fasho goes through the curtains only to return with a steel chair!! Funazz looks hesistant as Fasho mocks the crowd whilst holding the chair. Fasho slowly walks to the ring but as he does Funazz races towards him and connects with a flying forearm smash.

Funazz continues pounding on Fasho before leaping off with a burst of adrenaline. Funazz is feeling it and measures Fasho for a super kick! Fasho almost had his head removed by that vicious kick from Funazz with sent the self proclaimed superstar over the security barrier! Funazz hops onto the security barrier and waits for Fasho to get to his feet.... Cross body! No! Fasho caught funazz! Fallaway Slam! Fallaway slam onto the damn concrete floor! This match has just begun and years could already have been taken off of these two superstars! Fasho climbs back over the security barrier and staggers his way to the ring, Fasho rolls in the ring as Funazz gets to his feet. Funazz climbs over the barrier and slides into the ring, Fasho begins to stomp on Funazz and land a couple of elbows onto the back of his head. Fasho lifts up Funazz and whips him into the corner. Fasho charges at Funazz but Funazz gets a boot up which catches Fasho in the face!

Funazz climbs to the top rope and hits a missle dropkick straight to the chest of Fasho! Funazz applies a side headlock but Fasho powers out of it, getting to his feet whilst Funazz still has him in the head lock before hitting a back suplex. Both men take their time getting to their feet but Funazz is up first, bouncing off the ropes funazz walks into a huge spinebuster! Fasho just hit that out of nowhere!! Fasho just exploded! Fasho drops to the mat and rolls out of the ring, grabbing the steel chair he brought with him at the start of this match. Fasho looks around before slowly walking to the ring. Blaze rushes around to the side of the ring and tries to grab the chair off of him but Fasho pushes her to the mat, Fasho looks down before looking to the ring before getting a face full of metal as Fuanzz baseball slides the chair into Fasho's face! Fasho is down face on the mat, is he bleeding! The ref clambers out of the ring and checks on him but fails to see any cuts or blood on the superstar this match is still underway!

Fasho slowly staggers to his feet as Funazz climbs to the top rope.... Moonsault! Missed! Fasho got out of the way of it! Fasho is leaning on the steel steps, trying to gather his thoughts for a second. Fasho shakes his head and lifts up Funazz who punches him in the gut, Jab by Funazz but Fasho ducks a second jab and nails a huge clothesline out of nowhere on Funazz! Fasho lifts up his rival and whips him into the steel steps but Funazz reverses it and sends Fasho knees first flying into and over the steel steps! Funazz lifts up Fasho and rams his head into the steel ring post before laying him out on the Spanish Announce Table! Hugo, Carlos watch out as Funazz is looking to go airbourne here! Funazz slowly climbs up to the top rope. Funazz kisses his elbow, ELBOW DROP FROM THE TOP ROPE DRIVING FASHO THROUGH THE SPANISH ANNOUNCE TABLE!! Jesus christ both men are down and we still potentially have 2 more falls to go! Talk about pacing yourself....

Blaze rushes around to check on Funazz and help him to his feet. Funazz slowly gets up and Blaze helps him back into the ring. Funazz slowly gets to his feet as Fasho does the same on the outside of the ring. Funazz is up but rolls out the other side of the ring and picking up the steel chair. Funazz slides back into the ring, chair in hand as Fasho stands up. Fasho looks up before hitting Blaze with a big boot! What the hell Blaze just had her head knocked off by Fasho! Fasho lifts Blaze up and puts her head between his legs ready for the Shodown! Fasho grabs a mic. "Throw away the chair Funazz or I'll do it. Throw it to one side or I'll break her in half" What a sick sadistic bastard Fasho is. Funazz holds onto the chair and looks at Blaze, Funazz throws the chair out of the ring, SHODOWN! Fasho just delivered the Shodown to Blaze! Funazz is livid and charges out of the ring, Funazz pounds on Fasho, Manhattan drop! Dropkick! Funazz is on fire! Funazz throws the steel chair back in the ring before rolling Fasho into the sacred square.

Funazz grabs the chair and pounds it on the mat, Fasho staggers to his feet, Big Boot! Big boot to the chair which collided with Funazz' face! But the blood's not pouring! Fasho looks pissed and places the chair in the centre of the ring... Oh god I think I know what's coming here! Fasho lifts Funazz up for Lights Out! Funazz wriggles out of it... LOW BLOW! DDT! DDT ONTO THE CHAIR! Surely Fasho is busted open! NO! Mr. Broadways face just got rearranged but no blood! Funazz rolls out of the ring and checks on Blaze, He tries to help her get to her feet before sliding back in the ring. Funazz lifts up Fasho put is pushed away, Huge clothesline by Fasho! Fasho lifts up Funazz... LIGHTS OUT onto the steel chair!! and it's LIGHTS OUT for Funazz as the blood begins to pour out of his head! Mr. Broadway has won this fall

Winner Fasho

Second Match- Submission

Funazz cannot believe that he has been busted open and has a look of astonishment on his face. Fasho is celebrating and turns around right into a vicious spear by Funazz. Funazz unloads with some shots to the head now. Punch after punch. Now he’s taking Fasho’s head and ramming it against the mat. This is crazy. Now Fasho is busted wide open! Funazz locks in the crossface now. Fasho might tap out. You can see the agony on Fasho’s face as he reaches for the ropes. The blood crawling down his face. He lets out a huge scream to muster up all his energy…he’s reaching….he’s reaching…he got the ropes! Funazz is forced to break the hold.

Funazz heads to the top rope now. He goes for a splash but Fasho gets his knees up. Fasho sits on Funazz’s back and looks like he’s going to go for a camel clutch but Funazz reverses into an ankle lock. Ankle lock applied by Funazz. Fasho rolls over but Funazz keeps it applied. Fasho nails a kick right to the face of Funazz and you could hear that throughout the arena. Fasho gets up, hobbling a bit, and picks up Funazz and nails a short arm clothesline! He goes down and slaps on a sleeper hold. Funazz seems like he’s fading but starts standing up and all of a sudden their both on their feet. Funazz with elbows to the gut of Fasho and Fasho releases the hold. Funazz goes to bounce off the ropes but Fasho grabs him by the hair and throws him down.

Fasho unloads with some more shots to the face of Funazz. He lifts up Funazz and nails him with a vicious spine buster! He hits some kicks to the leg and now locks in a Single Leg Boston Crab. If Funazz taps then the match is all over. Blaze is willing Funazz on. Funazz tries to reach the rope but I don’t think he can make it. No Funazz realizes he’s not going to make it and he….

WAIT. He rolls over Fasho and locks in an ankle lock. Ankle lock applied again. Fasho screaming in pain. He reaches for the ropes. He’s almost got them. NO! Funazz pulls Fasho to the center of the ring. He drops down and wraps his leg around the leg of Fasho. Fasho is writhing. Fasho’s hand is out. Will he tap? Will Fasho give up? Fasho looks at the ropes but they look so far away. Fasho is trying to claw his way to the ropes. He’s almost there. He might get there. NO! Fasho taps out! Fasho taps out! It’s tied at 1 and we’re going to the Last Man Standing Match.

Winner of second fall…….Funazz

Third Fall - Last Man Standing Match

This has been awesome: even for a Funazz match. Both men are worn out. Both men are bleeding. This is it. Who is better: Funazz or FaSho?

Funazz is sitting in the corner, gaining his breath back and wiping the blood out of his eyes. FaSho is lying in the corner, holding his ankle after the vicious ankle lock. The ref checks on FaSho to make sure he can still compete but Funazz runs in and hits a senton on FaSho. Funazz slowly gets up and climbs onto the turnbuckle. He may be doing the Funazzium Spazzium here to finish this one of quickly!

Funazz almost loses his footing but he HITS THE FUNAZZIUM SPAZZIUM! This one must surely be over! Funazz staggers up and rests in the corner, confident he’s won this now. The ref starts counting the laid out FaSho who looks like he’s dead.

1!

2!

3!

4!

5!

6!

7!

WAIT! The lights have just gone out! The ref has stopped counting as his afraid of the dark! What’s going on ere? I knew we shouldn’t have used Funazz’s brand light bulbs. Oh wait, the power’s back on. And….. nothing’s different? Okay….that was weird. The ref looks around and carries on counting.

8!

9!

Wait! Oni Chan just crawled from under the ring and whacked a baseball bat in the referee’s bollocks! That must have hurt! The referee is down and out and Chan rolls into the ring. He looks at FaSho and laughs. He raises the bat and…..HE KNOCKS FUNAZZ’S HEAD OFF! BETTER THAN BABE RUTH!

Chan smirks and rolls out of the ring, slapping the ref and FaSho to wake them both up. The ref magically revives and sees Funazz laid out and FaSho in the corner. Still dizzy, he assumes it’s still FaSho on the floor and carries on the count!

10!

FaSho has won the 3 Stage Bronx Brawl thanks to Oni Chan! An incredible match and Funazz’s record continues to get worse. His uncle’s match yet he still can’t win at it! FaSho has definitely got the better of Funazz here but why did Chan help him? Chann celebrates with Fasho as a flustered Blaze comes to help Funazz up in th ring, he looks royally pissed off, he had the match won and it was stolen from under his very nose…..

2-1 Winner- 'MR BROADWAY' FASHOOO



‘CRAZY’ LARRY JONES

DEBUTS IN RSA

NEXT WEEK



Backstage announcer:
Oni Chan why did you just help out Fasho?

Oni Chan: I did it because it was the right thing to do. You see I have not been around for very long and have not made too many friends so I had to do it. A few weeks ago I saw Fasho in a two on one assault and I did not want to see it happen again. I need all the friends that I could for now.

Announcer: And what makes Fasho such a good friend?

Oni Chan: He knows his way around the ring and has been here awhile. A true veteren. I respect him for that. In fact, if anyone needs help, I will be there, I am only for fair play. Speaking of fair play. Funazz, I have nothing but respect for you too, I am asking for match against you next week. Now if you excuse me I am going to look for Fasho.

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Backstage we see a Diva walking backstage, but it’s not Blaze….She is wearing only a mini skirt and a shirt which has the letters JB written on it. All the wrestlers in the corridor stop to take a glance at her as she walks down there, some of them whistling at her. She seems to enjoy it, and smiles slightly, before turning and walking into the office of the GM-


Faction War Tag Match

Alrighty then! We are now ready for the rarest of treats here. This is the match where both the International Championship and the Tag Team Championship Belts are on the line. Faction versus faction. The Revolution has been having some internal problems lately. A little bit of dissention in the ranks if you will. Mikey Jones was visciously attacked a couple of weeks ago and is making his return here tonight for the first time since the concussion. Rip was attacked just a week ago and had to leave in the ambulance at the hands of Hopkins and Norman Zook. Aeida was almost put out of commission by the Society last week as well until Nattydred made the save at the last moment. Also there have been mis-haps between the group during matches…..one member "accidentally" hitting another and so on. Society on the other hand seem to be firing on all pistons, despite the fact that Slare will no longer be a part of the group after his official retirement match later tonight. So who will walk away with all of the gold tonight……and who will walk away empty handed? Let's go to ringside…..

"This next match is a 6-man tag team match to determine the RSA Tag Team Championship and the RSA International Championship! First……making their way to the ring…..at a combined weight of 821 lbs………Holy Hopkins!….and….the RSA Tag Team Champions of the World…..Bruno and Mortis! The Society!!!"

Here comes the Society down the aisle with evil intent on their faces. The fans reacting wildly to these guys as cups, popcorn boxes, and general trash are being hurled in their direction. Society members climb into the ring…..Hopkins and Bruno climb up to the middle turnbuckle while Mortis stays down. They pose for the crowd momentarily then hand over the belts to the referee.

"And their opponents……weighing-in at a combined weight of 751 lbs……..the team of Rip and Mikey Jones!……and….the RSA International Heavyweight Champion…….Aeida! The Revolution!!!"

This capacity crowd is at a deafening level here as Revolution members emerge to the explosion of pyro! Wow….what an ovation for these superstars. Now is the time we find out if this group can put their troubles behind and work together for the common goal here. They all slide into the ring and fire up this crowd while Aeida holds his belt above his head. The ref has all three belts now in hand as he displays them indicating the title match……..he calls for the opening bell.

Here we go. As stipulated earlier this week, the man who gains the pinfall or submission here will be crowned the IN Champion, while the other two members of that man's team will capture the Tag Team Belts. Aeida and Hopkins looks to start this match off as they lock up inside the ring. Aeida grabs an armbar and slides around behind Hopkins. Aeida adds some pressure here on Hopkin's arm…..and Hopkins reverses the hold. Hopkins trying to work the armbar as Aedia turns and grapples Hopkins to the mat with a classic drop-toe-hold. Aedia then grabs ahold of Hopkin's leg at the ankle…..he raises Hopkin's leg up in the air and drives the knee into the mat. Hopkins grabs his knee in pain, as Aeida drags him over into the Revolution corner. He makes the tag to Mikey Jones who may not be at full health tonight.

Mikey steps in the ring, and both men double Irish Whip Hopkins into the ropes…….double hip toss! Nicely executed, and Mikey drops a series of elbows to the chest area of Hopkins. Mikey then raises Hopkins up and goes to Irish Whip his opponent…..Hopkins reverses the move. Mikey bounces off the ropes and…..Hopkins gives Jones a back body drop. Hopkins shakes off the effects and tags-in Bruno. Bruno runs over and pulls Mikey by the leg towards the Society corner. Bruno then stomps a boot into the face of Mikey….another…..another. Bruno is going right after the shaky brain of Mikey knowing that it's his soft spot. Bruno drops for a quick cover…..1……2….kickout by Jones. Bruno lifts Jones up and throws him into the Society corner. He turns around and starts to complain about something to the referee…….now this is despicable! Mortis and Hopkins are doing some illegal double-teaming in the corner to a helpless Mikey by strangling him. As the referee turns around, Mortis and Hopkins release their grip and act as if nothing happened. The crowd hollering at the ref to open his eyes here…..and I definitely agree. You have to keep both eyes open for the kind of wrestling match that Society intends to have. Bruno takes his time strolling over….and cockily tags in Mortis.

Bruno gives Mikey a backbreaker and holds him in place as Mortis is up on the second rope…….ooooh! Knee drop to the head of Jones…and we can feel that one up here. Mortis picks Mikey up and picks him up for an Atomic Drop. He has Mikey in the air and…..Bulldog! Mikey just hit Mortis with an incredible counter. Mikey rolls towards his corner and…..yes!…makes the tag to Rip. Rip comes flying in the ring and nails Mortis with 3 hard European Uppercuts. The big man is staggering as Rip follows up with two cracks of his open palm across the chest. Mortis still not down. Rip Irish whips Mortis into the ropes……Rip catches him….belly-to-belly!! Holy Cow what a beautiful suplex by Rip! He follows Mortis over for the cover……1……2….woah…huge kickout by the Executioner, sending Rip upwards in the air. Rip climbs to his feet first and grabs the head of Mortis…..DDT!! Wow…Rip is just planting some killer shots on Mortis. Cover once again…..1…..2…Mortis kicks out again and just sits up! Rip looking a little pale here for a second…..he decides to dropkick Mortis in the head while he's still sitting. Mortis back down now, as Rip runs to make the tag to Aeida.

Aeida climbs in and pulls Mortis to the center of the ring……swinging neckbreaker! Mortis is face down on the mat…what's Aeida doing?….Oh my God! He has Mortis locked up in the Guillotine. It's his version of the reverse inverted figure-four leg lock. He has Mortis trapped right in the middle…..and we may see a tap-out! Aeida is really putting on the torque with this move here…..and I don't see Mortis lasting much longer. Mortis' hand is in the air…….he might…..he might…..noooo. Bruno delivers a boot to the rib cage of Aeida to break up the hold. Too bad….I think Mortis was just about to tap out from the Guillotine. He runs over and tags Mikey Jones back in. Mortis is on his back in the middle of the ring still…..while Mikey climbs the ropes. Mikey is standing backwards on the top rope now……..Moonsault!! He connects with the Moonsault on Mortis. Mikey bounces off and holds his gut. If he can make the cover, he'll pick up the win! He slowly crawls over……and finally makes the cover. The referee is out of position from reprimanding Bruno……he finally comes over..1……..2……..3…noooo….Mortis just barely gets hit shoulder off the mat in the nick of time. Wow….so close! Mikey tags Rip back in.

Rip looks like he wants to pollish off the big man now. Rip is setting up for the Ripper….this will definitely finish off Mortis. Wait……Hopkins runs in and breaks up the hold! But this time Rip let's Mortis go and tackles Hopkins to the ground. Aeida climbs into the ring to assist him as does Mikey. Bruno is the last one in the ring as all hell has broken loose. The referee I guess is just going to let these six men just battle it out here. Aeida is attacking Morits on the ground as Mikey has beaten Bruno to the punch by backing him into the corner. Rip picks Hopkins up and delivers shot after shot to the chest, backing him into an adjacent corner. Aeida now has Mortis into a different corner and the Revolution guys are going to work on the Society now. Mikey, Aeida, and Rip all exchange momentary looks. They all begin to Irish whip their opponents at the same time. Mortis, Hopkins, and Bruno all get thrown forward and…….ooooooh….they all collide! Trainwreck in the middle of the ring. The crowd is going berserk here in support of the Revolution. Aeida and Rip peel Hopkins off the pile and proceed to toss him through the middle rope to the floor. Mortis gets picked up next. They Irish Whip him into the ropes. Rip charges for a clothesline…Mortis ducks and spears Mikey through the ropes outside the ring!! Bruno tries to attack Aeida at the spot where Mortis and Mikey exited. Aeida ducks and sends Bruno flying over the top rope! What mayhem here!

Rip rolls out after Bruno now as Aeida takes a running start towards Hopkins. Aeida dives over the top rope and collides with Hopkins! Holy Moly what a move! Mortis now has Mikey back up….and he's dragging him over towards the Spanish announcer table. Rip grabs Bruno by the hair and pulls him towards the other announcer table. Mortis gives Rip an evil look and just tosses Mikey up on the table. Rip squints back and does the same with Bruno. These two are about heat things up…..both men climb up on their respective tables and are just shouting at each other now. Aeida and Hopkins are to their feet now as Aeida takes a swing at Hopkins…..blocked and Hopkins rams Aeida's head into the steel steps! He tries again…..blocked by Aeida this time, followed with a elbow to the gut. Aeida lifts Hopkins up and……yes! He drops Hopkins neck-first on the outer barricade! Rip is signalling for the Ripper! And Mortis…..he's signalling for the Skull Splitter……..this may end badly folks. Rip picks up Bruno….Mortis lifts Mikey. They connect!! Good God!!! The announcer table has been crushed….Rip has decimated Bruno! And Mortis has crushed Mikey Jones with his Skull Splitter right through the Spanish announcer's table. Rip and Mortis leer at each other and charge each other in an all-out brawl. Aeida tosses Hopkins back into the ring now……he pauses to collect himself from hitting the steel steps a minute ago. The referee is shouting to the other four members on the other side of the ring with his head sticking through the ropes. Wait!…a masked man from the crowd just climbed over the wall and……..oooooooh! He just gave Aeida a stunner!! The masked man throws Aeida into the ring, and then flees undetected through the crowd! Hopkins rolls over and drapes an arm on Aeida…..the ref turns and slides into position. 1……2…….3!!! That's it! Holy Hopkins has won the International Title, while Bruno and Mortis will retain the Tag Team Belts! Let's get the official announcement.……

"The winners of this match…..and still RSA Tag Team Champions….Bruno and Mortis!!!…..and…. the NEW RSA International Heavyweight Champion…..Holy Hopkins! The Society!!!!"

Wow! We have a new IN champion here. Aeida's record title reign has come to a close. Revolution members are sliding in the ring to help Aeida out with confused looks on their face…..evidently, they didn't see what took place to end the match. Society members are falling over each other as the carry the belts back towards the exit ramp in celebration. A lot of questions will have to be answered here. Who was that masked man? Why did he interfere in this match-up? Society members stop at the top of the ramp and hold their gold up high. This Society seems to be at the top of their game…..if Slare can emerge victorious tonight, then this faction will be perfect here at Fear.



Funazz is sitting backstage, with an icepack on his forehead. At that point Blaze walks in, looking flustered

“Fu, you know, theres a new Diva on the roster….JB…..you think I should set a match up against her next week?”

Funazz- “Yeah…..for it…but, well you know who I want a match with”

At that moment we see Natty Dred standing next to Funazz

Dred- “Obi Chan?”

Funazz laughs to himself “You smart Nat I’ll give you that”

Natty Dred sits down next to Funazz.

“Funazz, I saw what happened to you out there…so heres what’s going to happen next week…you find yourself a tag team partner and your going to face those two guys…and the winners will get a shot at the tag titles the following week, savve?”

Funazz nods and suddenly looks a lot happier than he did before, and Natty Dred pats him on the back and goes to leave .

“Oh…by the way…Blaze, Jess Baily has requested a match with you…I know you wont mind facing her, I mean after all, none of us have seen what you can properly do yet, have we? Not to worry, she’s only a valet, so your position as the only Diva in the company is not under threat, yet…..”

Dred smiles, and walks off

RSA TITLE
Chris Lemchi vs. ‘The Legendary’ Matt Vallance

What a match this is going to be. This will finally decide the outcome of a long tournament to crown our new RSA champion. If you remember this tournament actually began as a #1 contender tournament. However, Dazz had decided that it was time to hang up the tights for the time being, causing him to sadly relinquish his title. So now this tournament……this match is at its peak. The finale begins now! These two men have moved through the brackets and challenges to make it here for the glorious chance for gold. They are certainly no strangers to one another as they are both Elite brothers. How will that effect the outcome? Will both men be able to set aside their friendship for one evening? Who is our next champion? Let’s take it to ringside…….

“Ladies and Gentlemen…..this next match is one fall with no time limit……..and it is for the Rajah Simulation Alliance Undisputed Heavyweight Championship of the World!! Making his way to the ring…. hailing from Australia…..the Legend Killer…Matt Vallence!!!”

The Legend Killer stands at the entrance ramp to a wild chorus of cheers from this capacity crowd. They are all on the edge of their seat for this title match. Vallence strides down to the ring…..he has a stern look upon his face. He rolls into the ring and lifts himself up on the turnbuckle….he’s just taking in the atmosphere here as he gives a thumbs up to a sign that reads “Vallence, The New RSA Champ!”.

“And his opponent…...from New York, New York…..Stone Cold Chris Lemchi!!!”

Lemchi walks down to the ring….his eyes firmly set on Vallence. Although these two are friends, we expect a war to happen since the RSA Title is on the line. Lemchi rolls in the ring and pauses in the corner, mentally preparing himself for the task at hand. The ref checks both men for any possible weapons and holds the vacant title above his head……he calls for the bell. This one is underway…..

The two men shake hands in the middle of the ring, showing their comrodery. They begin circling each other jockeying for position. Chris lunges for Vallance as they lock up in the middle of the ring. Lemchi immediately pulls Vallence in for a headlock. Matt pauses….taps Lemchi’s back and throws Chris towards the ropes. Lemchi off the ropes and…..hard clothesline from Vallence. He falls on top for the early cover….1….kickout by Stone Cold. Both men are back up…..Vallence hits a deep arm drag sending Chris flying across the ring. Lemchi pops back up and….Vallence hits another arm drag. Another cover by Vallence….1….2…kickout by Lemchi. Vallence pulls Chris back up and Irish Whips him into the corner. Stone Cold lands hard as Vallence charges with a clothesline……..he connects. Vallence Irish Whips him across the ring towards the other corner. He follows again……Lemchi ducks out of the way just in time. Lemchi is hitting a blur of closed fists to Vallence who is stuck in the corner. Chris climbs up on the second turnbuckle and begins to hit Vallence in the head. The crowd chants with him….1…2…3…4…5…6…7…8…9…10! Stone Cold hops back off, as Vallence drops from the impact. Chris goes for a cover…1….2…kickout by Vallence. This one is already starting out to be a classic.

Lemchi pulls Matt to his feet and lifts him in the air….crunching backbreaker. As Vallence hits the mat, Chris jumps in the air and lands knee first on Matt’s head. He covers again….1…2…and another kickout. Chris pulls Vallence back up and lifts him up in a classic suplex…….holds…and slams him to the mat. He goes for yet another cover….1…2…shoulder up by Vallence. Lemchi pauses to breathe, then pulls Vallence back to his feet. He goes to Irish Whip his opponent….reversal by Vallence as Chris goes into the ropes. Vallence steps up and….drop-kick! He hit a beautiful drop kick and Stone Cold falls through the middle rope. Chris dizzily gets to his feet trying to shake off the drop kick, and climbs back towards the apron. Vallence is springing off the ropes and charging Lemchi…..what’s he doing here? Vallence leaps over Lemchi in a Sunset Flip! Vallence lands feet first on the ground and…..oh my god!! Powerbomb!! Vallence just Powerbombed Chris Lemchi on the solid concrete floor. The crowd gasps from the blow here……Lemchi is definitely hurt here folks. Vallence drags him to his feet….and rams Lemchi back first into the steel post! Lemchi must be in excruciating pain right now. Vallence picks him up…..and again!! Wow….Vallence is all business here tonight….friend or no friend. Matt Vallence grabs a handful of tights and just chucks Lemchi back into the ring.

Vallance now rolling in after Chris…..he goes for the cover. This could be it! 1……2……oh..shoulder up by Lemchi. Vallence pulls his opponent to his feet and tosses him in the corner. Lemchi is in bad shape folks…if he can’t get out of this situation in a hurry, this match may be over soon. Vallence kicks him in the ribs and Chris slinks down to a sitting position in the corner. Vallence backs up to take a running start. He charges and……oooohh…Chris Lemchi moves out of the way at the last second!! Vallence has slid into the steel post….I think he just connected with his ankle as he is wincing in pain. Stone Cold now….what is he doing here? Chris is rolling out of the ring now, but I’m not sure why. Lemchi grabs Vallence by the legs and pulls him crotch-first into the pole! My god, what a shot! Don’t expect to see Matt Vallence with any kids running around after that impact. Lemchi grabs Vallence’s leg……Wow! He just smashed it into the post!……again!! Lemchi is not letting up….what’s he doing now? Good God!…..Stone Cold Chris is applying the Figure-Four Leg Lock on Matt Vallence using the steel post!! He has it locked in and Vallence is screaming bloody murder in pain! The Legend Killer’s leg may be broken here, folks! Chris is now totally stretched out backwards, as Matt Vallence has a horific look of pain on his face. The referee hollers at Stone Cold to break the hold. Finally, Chris releases the Figure-Four, he climbs to the apron and crawls back into the ring.

Lemchi drags a lifeless Vallence to the center of the ring…….he goes for the cover. Here it is…1……2……no! Matt Vallence lifted his shoulder….I think it was instinct. Chris slowly pulls Vallence back up and tosses him in the corner. Both men are exhausted and beat up from this war so far. Chris lays into Vallence with a viscious chop across the chest…..and another. Vallence retaliates….I can’t believe it. Vallence is out of it, but isn’t ready to quit just yet. Both men chopping each other leaving red welts on each other’s chests…..back and forth. Vallence turns the tides and now has Chris in the corner……but Lemchi just kicks him away. Stone Cold is climbing up to the top rope here….what’s he doing? Vallence doesn’t wait to find out, and climbs up after him. They’re trading blows while perched up on the ropes…..two haggard men exhausted from the adrenaline and brutality. Vallence actually seems to have the upperhand now…..he is grabbing Chris’s head and stepping up to the top. Holy Moly!! Superplex from the top rope!! Both men are laid out in the middle of the ring! Chris taking the brunt of the impact, but Vallence is still hurt from the ring post incident.

The referee begins a count as both men lay perfectly still. 1…….2………3…… Stone Cold stirring a tad. 4…….5…….6….. Chris is up to a knee, while Vallence is just now beginning to move. 7……8…..Chris crawls and makes a cover. 1……2……oooh….Matt got his should up..barely! Chris pulls Vallence back up to his feet. He Irish Whips Matt into the ropes……Spinebuster! Vallence just got planted by that teeth-rattling Spinebuster! Chris is signalling for the Pedigree! He lifts one arm….then the other…and…..yes!! He hit the Pedigree. We are going to have a new champion right here. He covers…. 1…….2……3.no!!! Holy cow!! Matt Vallence’s shoulder came off the mat before the referee could hit for the third time! I can’t believe he just kicked out of the Pedigree. Stone Cold Chris has a shocked look upon his face. He thought he had the match won…..as did everyone else. Matt showing amazing heart here, refusing to give up. Chris pulls Vallence back up. What does he have to do to put him away now? He signals for another Pedigree…..wow! He pulls Matt in and hooks an arm, then another…wait! Vallence just back-body dropped Chris to escape from certain defeat! Vallence is calling for crowd support now….how is he doing this? I guess when the title is within his grasp…he’s not going down lightly.

Vallence still trying to clear the cobwebs is very groggy. But Chris doesn’t have much left in the tank either. Chris gets to his feet and actually grabs ahold of Vallence first. He Irish whips him into the ropes….Vallence stops short with a kick to the gut……Career Killer!!! Dear God…He has just hit his finishing move on Chris!! Lemchi lies in the middle of the ring as Vallance crawls over to drape an arm over on top of Chris. 1……2…….3! No!!! Shoulder up by Lemchi! What the hell.….now it’s Stone Cold’s turn to narrowly escape. This crowd is swelling here as both men have just kicked out of the other man’s finishing move. Vallence and Chris both have a look on their face that shows the knockdown, drag-out war they are in the middle of. Neither man has left anything on the table here….but who will rise above the other? Vallence pulls Chris up and drags his lifeless form over to the corner. Vallence just signalled for the Drop of Destiny! If he hits this…..it will definitely be finished, as not even Chris Lemchi will be able to kick out of that move. He sets Lemchi up on the top rope…..he turns to grab Chris’s head over his shoulder. Here is comes………wait!! They’re not moving anywhere….Chris Lemchi has his feet interlocked around the top rope….and he’s clinching for dear life! Matt pulls again, trying to break lose so he can hit his finisher…..again Chris hangs on! What now?…ooooooooooh! Stone Cold flips over the top of Vallence and lands seat-first while still holding Vallence’s head!! Stunner!! Stunner!! Stunner from the top rope!!! Holy Mary Mother of God!!! Stone Cold just reversed the Drop of Destiny into a super Stunner of his own! Vallence flips over and lands face up on the mat! Chris Lemchi collapses on top of Vallence…..1………2……….3!!!!!! Yes! It’s over!!! It’s over!!! We have a new World Champion!! The crowd is going berserk now as they’re about to blow this roof off of this place!!

“The winner of this match…….and the NEW Undisputed RSA Heavyweight Champion of the Woooooooorld……..Stone Cold Chris Lemchi!!!!!!”

My goodness! Just take a look at what these two men have gone through here. Both men gave it their all…..they threw everything at each other including the kitchen sink! After seeing this match, and witnessing the heart of both of these men……it’s a damn shame we can’t give both of them a championship. The referee hands Chris Lemchi his brand new belt as he helps Matt Vallence to his feet. Matt bows his head to shake hands with Chris……Lemchi bypasses the handshake, and the two guys hug instead. What sportsmanship here tonight by these two. Chris grabs ahold of Matt Vallence’s hand and raises it in the air while pointing to him. You can pretty much read his lips as he is telling us, “Right here…..A true champion!” Vallence returns the favour and holds Chris’s hand up high. The crowd is celebrating at the top of their lungs. The tournament has now been completed in grand fashion…..and we have finally crowned our new champion. Stone Cold Chris Lemchi….the Two-Time RSA Heavyweight Champion of the World.

Fasho is sitting backstage, with a smile on his face after defeating Funazz earlier on in the night. At that moment, Oni Chann comes up to him with a drink.

Chann- “There you go mate…a drink for ya”

Fasho- “Thanks man…..so…..what did Funazz do to you?”

Chann- “What do you mean?”

Fasho-“Well, you interfeared in that match…I just presumed it had something to do with that….

Chann- “You heard me after WNR….I dind’t think it was fair how the odds were stacked against you…..it’s just not fair if you ask me….


Fasho- “Right well thanks man, I appreciate it”

Chann- “We’re both facing Funazz in a tag match next week, I can’t wait…I gotta go and get me a drink hang on”

Chann walks off and Fasho shakes his head, confused, and carries on drinking

------


Last Man Standing

Slare vs. Dunc

Well I never thought I would see the day…Slare vs. Dunc…the match that has been talked about since the days of RSA…and now it’s here, we will see these two men finally face off together in the middle of the ring, and it will be a last man standing match! This match promises to be the greatest in the history of wrestling…and it also has the potential to be the most bitter of all time too.

"Ladies and Gentlemen....the next match is a Laaaaaast Man Standing Match!!! The rules are simple...the man who incapacitates his opponent to the extenet that he cannot get to his feet in time for the 10 count will be declared the winner. First introuducing, Destiny himself.....DUUUUUNC"

The first man out is Dunc, a man who needs no introduction to old school wrestling fans, a man who dominated the promotions of yesteryear, but has yet to make a big impression on RSA yet, this being hi first PPV appearance since it’s invention in July 2005…and listen to the roar this crowd is giving him. He raises his hand in acknowledgment as he gets into the ring here and he pulls himself up to the top of the turnbuckle and raises his hand above his head once more, and suddenly this whole arena is drowned in the flashing of bulbs from cameras, as the fans take a picture of one of the most legendary men ever to step foot in the ring. Let’s just see what sort of reception Slare gets though…his music plays and he steps immediately from the curtain

"And from Loch Ness.....SCOOOTLAND.....intorducing the Serpant of Soceity...MR RWC...SLAAAAAAAARE!!!!!!!!"

….and look at this…the fans stand to applaud the greatest wrestler of all time here….the bulbs are flashing away right now….this is a moment no-one will ever forget….and Slare has just brushed a tear away from his cheeks….this must be an emotional moment to say the least.

He gets into the ring and glares across at Dunc, this is the most electrifying moment I can ever remember seeing in an RSA ring…the two biggest names in the history locking up in what will be a match for the ages!! Slare pulls off his jacket and throws it outside of the ring, and he is soaking up the atmosphere here before the start of the match. Just moments ago he promised us RWC Slare, the man who won the hearts of millions of fans worldwide, the man who started the whole Slare legacy that is still surviving today. The two lock up suddenly and have a test of strength, neither man want to be beaten by their biggest rival here, neither man backing down, eventually Slare breaks up the hold with a kick to the gut, before punching at Dunc several times which knocks him back slightly onto the ropes…and he runs up and clotheslines him over the top to the outside!!! Slare looks more fired up than I have ever seen the big Scottish lad….he shouts something down at Dazz, grabs one of the ropes and hurls himself over it…CONNECTS!!!! He just hit a cross body on Dunc and seconds in and already Slare has the upper hand it seems!

He stands to his feet and doesn’t even stop to breath, he pulls at Dunc and stands him up right and locks up, suplex on the outside!!!!! This is of course LMS so everything is perfectly legal!! Dunc screams in pain, holding his lower back region now, and Slare pulls him back to his feet and hits him with some big punches, this is several months, almost a years worth of frustration being pummelled on Dunc now, he has waited as long as we have for this match, and now it’s here he’s not going to let it go, in what is also his last ever match in RSA….what an occasion. Slare rolls Dunc into the ring and slides in after him…. Slare stomps on him a few times before walking off and looking around the ring, he holds his arm in the air and looks around the arena.

Dunc sits up and looks at Slare, now both of them glaring at one another, and again Slare suddenly hits a right hand on his opponent, but Dunc replies with one himself, and he gets a few more in and pushes Slare into the corner where he begins beating away at him, DDT onto the canvas!!!! Dunc jumps up to his feet and isn’t going to let Slare have a break, stomping on him several times before picking him up, he attempts a fall away slam but it doesn’t quite come off for him, Slare falls against the rope and bounces back, goes for a clothesline but Dunc ducks, Slare turns round, STRAIGHT INTO A SUPERKICK!!!! Dunc looks fired up here…he pulls Slare to his feet, hits several killer shots to his face, Irish Whip into the ropes, Slare comes back and runs straight into a Spinebuster from Dunc!!! Now Slare is down on the floor, Dunc grabs him and applies a sleeper hold on his opponent…Slare does look like he is fading slightly, but then he smashes Dunc in the gut to try and break this hold, which he does, sending Dunc stumbling back a little way. Slare slowly gets to his feet, but doesn’t realise that Dunc is standing in the corner, he thinks he’s down!! Slare stands up and Dunc hits a bulldog!!!!! It seems Dunc has the upper hand right here, he stands up again and looks down at the fallen Slare and he tells the reff to begin his count.

1….2….3….4….5 but Slare is almost on his feet, he took a while to get up there, probably to get back a bit of energy and to slow down the pace of the match somewhat. He is in the corner, looking over uneasily at Dunc, who looks fired up as ever, Slare runs at Dunc, going for a clothesline but Dunc manages to duck out of the way and Slare runs into one of the ropes, Dunc clotheslines Slare in the back of the head and he flies over the ropes to the outside!!!!!!!! Slare looks up sheepishly from the outside, I don’t think he expected to face Dunc like this…Dunc is just glaring at Slare, with a smile on his face…he knows he is in control of this match. He climbs through the ropes and jumps to the outside, hitting an elbow to the face of Slare, which knocks him back onto the Spanish announcers table, it’s about the third one we’ve had tonight!!! Dunc now coming at Slare like a wounded animal, battering him in the head, with some killer punches…Slare pushes Dunc away and tries to get away from him….he is running towards where we are sitting now, and he’s trying to get behind us now….Dunc is in pursuit….what the hell….OH MY GOD!!! Slare grabbed the ring bell and smashed Dunc across the forehead!!! That could be the change in momentum needed for Slare….he promised us old school Slare and so far we havn’t seen it….he looks like he is angry though…he looks royally pissed off, to be honest I think he underestimated Dunc here tonight…we all did, the man hasn’t been in a wrestling ring for so long, but he looks like his brilliant best here tonight…

Slare puts the ring bell in the ring and then slides Dunc in there after it and cockily gets into the ring, hoping to gain some form of advantage. Dunc is still down and Slare is now placing the ring bell in the corner in one of the turnbuckles….what the hell is he doing that for? Dunc is getting up, he hasn’t seen where Slare has put that ring bell, and he gets driven head first straight into it!!!!!! Slare laughs and drives Dunc into it again, and this time he takes several steps back and is attempting another one, and look at the force he connected that with!!! Dunc flops down to the canvas, lifeless. Slare stands over Dunc now and laughs at him, he knows he is in complete control of this match now. He jumps to the outside and gathers a chair from outside the ring, and he holds it up above his head to smash over Dunc….LOW BLOW!!!! Dunc just hit a low blow on Slare, and he just dropkicked the chair straight into the face of Slare!!!!!! Slare falls to the canvas and so does Dunc, holding his head from that earlier assault with the ring bell.

The reff is counting both men out here, neither man can get up, 1…2..3..4…5…6…7…8…Slare and Dunc both holding onto the ropes, pulling themselves up….and the count ends there. Listen to the atmosphere in this arena as both men stand up, amazing….they’re glaring sternly at the other, both men know this has the potential to be the biggest night of their lives to date, and now their exchanging those punches again, neither man backing down, both man wants to win this more than any other match in their lives. Slare is trying to dodge these punches of Dunc’s now but to no avail, Dunc has him pressed in the corner, now he hoists him up onto the turnbuckle, SUPERPLEX ONTO THE STEEL CHAIR!!!!! Good god almighty that one shook the ring, and Slare is screaming in pain!!!! Now Dunc looks like he is ready to end the match, he is signalling it’s end…GRIP OF DESTINY!!!!!!

We havn’t seen this move applied for so long!!! Slare is on the verge of passing out from the pain, Dunc using all the pain humanly possible to exert pressure on Slare who is trying to reach for the rope here….and he does so, but Dunc still wont break the hold, he has got bloody dripping down his forehead here..he certainly isn’t going to break this hold here, and there’s no rule to say he has to either in this environment….Slare is fading…but what the hell!!!! He just pulled himself through the ropes and sent Dunc flying into the corner!!!! What a fantastic reversal by Slare and if he has it in him he could capitilize here….he pulls himself up using the top rope, he has gone past the point of human endurance and is now being willed on by pure adrenaline, he is somehow on his feet, Dunc turns around, STD!!!!!!! Dunc just got nailed by the most prolific move in the whole damn business!!!! And this one could be over here!!! Slare stands up, he thinks this is over!!!

He stands up on top of the turnbuckle now and holds his arm up to the crowd and the reff is counting away, wait a minute, Dunc just jumped to his feet as the reff reached 9!!!!!! Slare hasn’t seen him, Dunc runs up and jumps on the turnbuckle, GERMAN SUPLEX!!!!!!! Good god Slare’s back must be broken in two, right onto that chair again!!!! And now this match is hotting up even more…the fans can’t get enough of it!!! Somehow Dunc manages to get straight back up to his feet and Slare is still struggling in the ropes!! He gets up, turns around, SCOOP SLAM!!!!!!! Dunc looks down at Slare, now what, ATOMIC LEG DROP!!!!! He just hit Slare’s old finishing move on him, good god don’t tell me Dunc will win this with a bloody leg drop!!!!

Slare is trying to get up….1…2…3….4….5….he’s got the bottom rope, willing himself on here somehow…6…..7…..8….he’s nearly on his feet…..9…..and the reff stops the count, Slare is on his two feet and he tilts his head and see’s Dunc running at him, and he drops the floor and Dunc flies over the ropes!!!!!! Brilliant counter from the big Scottish haggis there….and now he has got to find strength within him to win this one here. He slowly falls through one of the ropes to the outside and is trying to keep his balance right now, he’s looking under the ring for something now, what is he getting, oh my, he’s got a table there and he’s sliding into the ring, but now he’s looking under for more….what is it….oh my holy God…embalmment fluid!!!! Slare turns to Dunc and hits a stern right hand to his most formidable opponent of all time, now he pushes him to the floor, now what, he grabs his lefts and hurls him into the ring post head post!!!! What a move!!! Now the match is Slare’s for the taking, he summonds every ounce of strength from within him and rolls Dunc into the ring and follows him in afterwards, now he’s setting the table up, and he’s putting the lighter fluid on the table!!!!!!!!!! Good God almighty, he’s taken a match from his pocket and has set the little buggar alight!!!! Now what, he’s going to the top of the turnbuckle, he pulls Dunc up with him, lifts him onto the shoulders, POWERBOMB THROUGH A FLAMING TABLE!!!!!! By God this one has to be over!!!!!! Slare slowly rises to his feet and collapses into the corner….every ounce of strength within him is gone right now…..and he glances over his shoulder and Dunc is lying in the middle of that flaming table….1…2….3…..4…..5…..6…..7……8……9…….10 ITS OVER!!!!!! This epic match is brought to a close in one of the most sensational moments ever seen in wrestling, Slare put the Dunc through a flaming table to win the match, and he raises his arms in triumph as the EMT’s come and put out the fire that has engulfed Dunc and the centre of the ring, but Slare doesn’t care…he is standing on top of the turnbuckle, arms raised.

"Ladies and Gentlemen here is your winner.....by knock out....on his last ever match in RSA......SLAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRREEEEEEEE!!!!!"

The noise is incredible, the atmosphere elctric!!! Slare is ontop of the wolrd here as he stands looking out over these fans, and an array of camera bulbs flash all over the arena...this is a moment I don't think anyone is going to forget in a hurry

The EMT’s begin to carry Dunc out but what’s this, Slare has stopped them, oh no Slare you’ve won the match don’t do the……he’s outstretched his hand to Dunc!!!!! His most bitter rival, and he is offering a hand shake to him, and Dunc has accepted it!!! Ladies and Gentlemen this is the most amazing moment in the history of wrestling, Dunc and Slare are in the middle of the ring, their eyes firmly locked on their rivals, but after that brutal and epic struggle tonight they have found it within them to shake one another’s hands….amazing.

What the hell is this…the rest of the roster are making their way out to the ring? Natty Dred climbs in and several others, his Revolution guys, follow him. They all shake Slare’s hand and then hoist him onto their shoulders, and on that cue the fans and the wrestlers alike stand and show their appreciation for Slare, and a sea of tickertape is dropped from the sky as the show goes off the air……………

Slare
May 30th, 2006, 5:42 AM
Yay

Holy_Hopkins
May 30th, 2006, 9:23 AM
errrr haven't we like... just had a king of the ring tournament.....

God damn loch ness monster wanting tree fifty :simon:

:wave: Slare, don't get too pissed on your holidays.

Mikey_Jones
May 30th, 2006, 9:34 AM
Boo. I lost.

Aeida, I blame you

StoneColdChris
May 30th, 2006, 10:50 AM
2 TIME RSA CHAMPION!!!

Holy_Hopkins
May 30th, 2006, 10:52 AM
Undefeated Champion :cool:

Me > You :p

Rip
May 30th, 2006, 10:57 AM
Still got a IN triple threat title match to have.............

Oh and whoever wrote the 6-man, nice match but the Ripper is an ankle lock, the Pendulum is my F-5, good match though liked my little competition with Mortis :D

Tha Kyd
May 30th, 2006, 11:53 AM
I want a one on on match with that referee that keeps screwing me over Natty.

First he disqualify's me when Fasho attacks me and Chris, then he thinks I'm that rat bastard Fasho. How could he think I'm Fasho? First of all I'm black! Second of all I'm much better on the eyes. Put it for 2 weeks time.

heyman_rulez
May 30th, 2006, 1:58 PM
RARGH!!!!

Tha Kyd
May 30th, 2006, 2:43 PM
:eek: :hyper: Nightmare!!!!

Slare
May 30th, 2006, 3:25 PM
Guys, thanks very much for all the laughs and memories.

Youre all legends...cept Funazz.


Cheers for everything, and for one last time


The Serpent of Society has left the building


"WHERES MY FUCKING HAGGIS"

The Dord
May 30th, 2006, 3:27 PM
*A broadcast of a security video comes on. It looks blurry and disorted.*

An unknown person has been unbelted by two security personnel and he begins to rock back and forth, looking at the ceiling.

CL: "When will the bunnies come?"

This what you hear him saying, over and over. This goes on for hours until the nurse comes in with his meds.

Nurse: "H...h....ere are your ...m...m...meds.."

CL: "But these aren't my M & M's I eat all the time. You trying to hurt me. Its time for you to see my friend over here"

Nurse: "I dont see any...".

Her sentence was cut short when he tripped her and put her into a Reverse Crossface. She was screaming in pain for a few moments, before she passed out.

He makes a run for it....

*The tape cuts, and all you hear is the word "Bunnies" repeated in echoes and it all ends*

Tha Kyd
May 30th, 2006, 3:27 PM
Guys, thanks very much for all the laughs and memories.


Youre all legends...cept Funazz.



Cheers for everything, and for one last time



The Serpent of Society has left the building



"WHERES MY FUCKING HAGGIS"

I know Slare, because you know I am above all these half rate legends. *hi-fives Slare*

viva_la_raza
May 30th, 2006, 3:54 PM
Still got a IN triple threat title match to have.............

Oh and whoever wrote the 6-man, nice match but the Ripper is an ankle lock, the Pendulum is my F-5, good match though liked my little competition with Mortis :D

Indeed we do.....

I'll be sure to slot it in somewhere.

What did y'all think of PPV?

Out of ten?
Favourite match?
What would you like to see more of?
Bad points?
Best match?
How do you like the way RSA is going at the moment?

Mikey_Jones
May 30th, 2006, 4:14 PM
Out of ten? 11
Favourite match? Dunc/Slare
What would you like to see more of? Video packages, opening bits, comedy segments...
Bad points? I lost :(
Best match? Dunc/Slare
How do you like the way RSA is going at the moment? It's brilliant. You and Stealth have done really well. Keep up the good work.

Tha Kyd
May 30th, 2006, 4:25 PM
*A broadcast of a security video comes on. It looks blurry and disorted.*

An unknown person has been unbelted by two security personnel and he begins to rock back and forth, looking at the ceiling.

CL: "When will the bunnies come?"

This what you hear him saying, over and over. This goes on for hours until the nurse comes in with his meds.

Nurse: "H...h....ere are your ...m...m...meds.."

CL: "But these aren't my M & M's I eat all the time. You trying to hurt me. Its time for you to see my friend over here"

Nurse: "I dont see any...".

Her sentence was cut short when he tripped her and put her into a Reverse Crossface. She was screaming in pain for a few moments, before she passed out.

He makes a run for it....

*The tape cuts, and all you hear is the word "Bunnies" repeated in echoes and it all ends*


Bunnies.... You want me to be intimidated by Bunnies? Natty what are you thinking. The lackluster talent you have been hiring recently is really urking me. I'm begining to think that there may need to be a revolution amongst ourselves to over throw you....


Nah, nah, I'm just playin'. You know you mah nigga right? Of course right. But this guy is questionable. I'm assuming this is the part where I begin to talk about my loss at Fear. First of all, I have nothing to be "Fearful" of. I mean it's Fasho. But as unbelieveable as it sounds, yes I lost. Was Kris Doss the better man? HELL TO THE DAMN NO! Mr. Chung Lee, decided to get involved in affairs to which he had no buisness to.


And now look where this has led. Fasho and Oni Chann vs. Funazz and ???. I know Billy, don't ask what about Blaze because if you actually acknowledged the Pay Per View, you'd know she's in a match against Jessica Bailey. Whoever the hell she thinks she is. No matter, I'm not sure of her talents (Bailey that is), but she could very well be the next thing since Umaga... or the next thing since Edgehead.


So now, I'm gonna be looking for a partner (yes and it will be better than that Cool Search Seth has planned), and he will have to meet all requirements that I have. They will be better than the requirements that BroadGay (Hey if Natty can get away with it, so can I) has in store. I mean, it's fucking Oni Chann, jobber of the year.


2004 Jobber of the Year: Da One

2005 Jobber of the Year: Bruno

2006 Jobber of the Year: Oni Chann


Thank you and come again.


As for you Fasho, lets just say that because Oni Chann got between you and me, lets just say that he's divided your suffering in half. Yes, I know he's the gift that keeps on giving. Might as well take a stick of dynamite, and blow up Washington D.C. (as much as it's doing us all a favor, it's moreso for him). You know I can see Fasho back in the Jazz era.


Jazz person 1: What do you want to drink


Fasho: Bring Booze


Oni Chann: What?


Bystandard 1: Hocha


Bystandard 2: Whoopa


Bystandard 3: Jazz


Oni Chann: I hope there is no dancing involved


Fasho: Don't be silly


*Fasho then begins dancing*


Oni Chann: it looks like they are definately dancing


Bystandard 1: Hocha


Bystandard 2: Whoopa


Bystandard 3: JAZZ


Fasho: Don't be silly. We are only having fun


Oni Chann: But I feel left out


Fasho: Don't be silly


Oni Chann: You said Booze! I didn't know people still used that word.


Bystandard 1: Hocha


Bystandard 2: Whoopa


Bystandard 3: JAZZ


Oni Chann: Listen I'm leaving


Fasho: No, no, stay, lets all drink some booze now.


Oni Chann: Okay, but I want to get really drunk


*Everyone surronds Chann and begins to dance.*


Bystandard 1: Hocha


Bystandard 2: Whoopa


Bystandard 3: JAZZ



All I have to say, to you Chann is now, you have to worry about a guy who claims that acting is making him a better wrestler. Also, never trust someone who uses the term.... "Booze." But hey, he's your problem now.


(once more just for kicks)


Bystandard 1: Hocha


Bystandard 2: Whoopa


Bystandard 3: JAZZ

FaSho34
May 30th, 2006, 4:29 PM
OOC: This promo is going to suck, but I have a headache, and I do not feel like typing much...

Ah, Mr. Funazz, looks like I prevail over you... surprise surprise, eh? Well let me tell you something, if you won't shut up now, then maybe I should really do something that will shut your stupid retarded ass up once and for all?

Because I wasn't expecting to fight in the lower card when I came back, so I wanna get back to where I belong, the spotlight! So I will just keep your ass out of this business then.... sounds good enough for me!

Just remember bring your friend for the match.... not your boyfriend though, that would be too damn scary, you may wanna make yourself a sextape in the middle of the match...





Because you still do not have a girlfriend....


:yes:

Tha Kyd
May 30th, 2006, 4:34 PM
Ah, Mr. Funazz, looks like I prevail over you... surprise surprise, eh? Well let me tell you something, if you won't shut up now, then maybe I should really do something that will shut your stupid retarded ass up once and for all?

Because I wasn't expecting to fight in the lower card when I came back, so I wanna get back to where I belong, the spotlight! So I will just keep your ass out of this business then.... sounds good enough for me!


You weren't expecting to face lower card (so to speak) yet you team with a lower card. You my good friend Fasho are a hypocrite. HYP-O-CRITE! Your setting a double standard, something, I'm sure your fans won't take to kindly to out in the real world. It's not all fun and games in the real world, we have to have sex with women, and do actual things, like say going outside!

Oni Chann is below you Fasho, and I could very much say as well that you are below yourself. Whatever that means, I've really got to stop smoking the reefer with PeacePipe :shifty:

FaSho34
May 30th, 2006, 4:39 PM
Hey, to get far you gotta have some kind of protection.... with women, I don't use it!

But anyways, speaking of which.... you are running out of time Funazz.... Or else Chann and I will have to make you beg for your life....

StoneColdChris
May 30th, 2006, 4:41 PM
Just days after Fear, the superstars of RSA will be ready and in action

At Fear, Funazz had Fasho beaten until Oni Chann stuck his nose in Funazz's business, so General Manager NattyDred has made a match with Fasho and Oni Chann teaming to take on Funazz and a partner of his choice for no. 1 contendership for the tag titles. Will Funazz get some revenge on Oni Chann?

Friday Night Society will also be a night of debuts. Blaze in her first on FNS will take on newcomer JB. Blaze is looking to show that she's the dominant female of RSA.

Not only that, but the debut of "Crazy" Larry Jones when he takes Chris Kluwe, who is also making his debut in RSA.

Also, the new champion, Chris Lemchi will be in the arena. The champion has requested that he be on Nats Chat to conduct his first interview since becoming champ at Fear. What does the Champ have on his mind?

Don't miss Friday Night Society this week!!

Tha Kyd
May 30th, 2006, 4:46 PM
Hey, to get far you gotta have some kind of protection.... with women, I don't use it!

But anyways, speaking of which.... you are running out of time Funazz.... Or else Chann and I will have to make you beg for your life....


I have a partner Fasho, and yes I do you use protection. Unlike you with the 8000 little Kris Doss's running across the world not knowing who their father is, while their mother is wondering why they have



The Clap

AIDS

Herpes

Chlamydia

Ghoneria

Amongst other things. Chann can't make me beg for Eddie Guerrero to raise from the grave, and you think he can honestly make me beg for my life. I think that you've got some imagination. So listen here Capt. Syphelisis, you just shut your mouth and start singing.


[MARK]

How do you document real life
When real life is getting more
Like fiction each day
Headlines -- bread-lines
Blow my mind
And now this deadline
"Eviction -- or pay"
Rent!

[ROGER]

How do you write a song
When the chords sound wrong
Though they once sounded right and rare
When the notes are sour
Where is the power
You once had to ignite the air

[MARK]

And we're hungry and frozen

[ROGER]

Some life that we've chosen

[TOGETHER]

How we gonna pay
How we gonna pay
How we gonna pay
Last year's rent

[MARK]

We light candles

[ROGER]

How do you start a fire
When there's nothing to burn
And it feels like something's stuck in your flue

[MARK]

How can you generate heat
When you can't feel your feet

[BOTH]

And they're turning blue!

[MARK]

You light up a mean blaze

[ROGER grabs one of his own posters.]

[ROGER]

With posters --

[MARK grabs old manuscripts.]

[MARK]

And screenplays

[ROGER AND MARK]

How we gonna pay
How we gonna pay
How we gonna pay
Last year's rent

[Lights go down on the loft and go up on JOANNE JEFFERSON,]
[who's at the pay phone.]

[JOANNE]

[On phone]
Don't screen, Maureen
It's me -- Joanne
Your substitute production manager
Hey hey hey! (Did you eat?)
Don't change the subject Maureen
But darling -- you haven't eaten all day
You won't throw up
You won't throw up
The digital delay ---
Didn't blow up (exactly)
There may have been one teeny tiny spark
You're not calling Mark

[COLLINS]

How do you stay on your feet
When on every street
It's 'trick or treat'
(And tonight it's 'trick')
'Welcome back to town'
Oh, I should lie down
Everything's brown
And uh -- oh
I feel sick

[MARK]

[At the window]
Where is he?

[COLLINS]

Getting dizzy
[He collapses.]

[MARK AND ROGER]

How we gonna pay
How we gonna pay
How we gonna pay
Last year's rent

[MARK and ROGER stoke the fire. Crosscut to BENNY's Range Rover.]

BENNY

[On cellular phone]
Alison baby -- you sound sad
I don't believe those two after everything I've done
Ever since our wedding I'm dirt -- They'll see
I can help them all out in the long run

[Three locales: JOANNE at the pay phone,]
[MARK and ROGER in their loft, and COLLINS on the ground.]
[The following is sung simultaneously.]

[BENNY]

Forces are gathering
Forces are gathering
Can't turn away
Forces are gathering

[COLLINS]

Ughhhhh--
Ughhhhh--
Ughhhhh-- I can't think
Ughhhhh--
Ughhhhh--
Ughhhhh-- I need a drink

[MARK (reading from a script page)]

"The music ignites the night with passionate fire"

[JOANNE]

Maureen -- I'm not a theatre person

[ROGER]

"The narration crackles and pops with incendiary wit"

[JOANNE]

Could never be a theatre person

[MARK]

Zoom in as they burn the past to the ground

[JOANNE (realizing she's been cut off)]

Hello?

[MARK AND ROGER]

And feel the heat of the future's glow

[JOANNE]

Hello?

[The phone rings in the loft. MARK picks it up.]

[MARK]

[On phone]
Hello? Maureen?
--Your equipment won't work?
Okay, all right, I'll go!

[MARK AND HALF OF COMPANY]

How do you leave the past behind
When it keeps finding ways to get to your heart
It reaches way down deep and tears you inside out
Till you're torn apart
Rent!

[ROGER AND OTHER HALF OF COMPANY]

How can you connect in an age
Where strangers, landlords, lovers
Your own blood cells betray

[ALL]

What binds the fabric together
When the raging, shifting winds of change
Keep ripping away

[BENNY]

Draw a line in the sand
And then make a stand

[ROGER]

Use your camera to spar

[MARK]

Use your guitar

[ALL]

When they act tough - you call their bluff

[MARK AND ROGER]

We're not gonna pay

[MARK AND ROGER WITH HALF OF COMPANY]

We're not gonna pay

[MARK AND ROGER WITH OTHER HALF OF COMPANY]

We're not gonna pay

[ALL]

Last year's rent
This year's rent
Next year's rent
Rent rent rent rent rent
We're not gonna pay rent

[ROGER AND MARK]

'Cause everything is rent

Takerholic
May 30th, 2006, 5:13 PM
Out of ten? 9
Favourite match? 6 man tag
What would you like to see more of? Title matches that make belts more credible
Bad points? Me not being on the PPV
Best match? 6 man tag
How do you like the way RSA is going at the moment? Better than it has been for almost 6 months

Holy_Hopkins
May 30th, 2006, 5:25 PM
Out of ten?

Nattydread, my english pal, you ask me to give my opinions on the show? What the hell do you think i'm going to say? This show was ten out of ten and for one reason and one reason alone. At Fear my army of English fans saw a real champion. Not some pathetic Nightmare wannabe defeat Vallance. Not some pathetic loch ness riding kilt flashing Old bastard. They saw a true champion, an undefeated heavyweight champion capture the IN title and make it worth a damn. Finally we will see the IN title as the top title, now I am the holder of this prestigious title and not some kangarooian british convict people from all over the worl will want to witness the greatest IN champion in the history of RSA.


Favourite match?

My favourite match at Fear was when I destroyed young skippy. I put him back in his place and that is a couple of miles behind me.

What would you like to see more of?

More Hopkins is always good. The Society needs to be shown more so we can get across just how dominant, how respected, and how well loved we are. The elite? Hell half the people here couldn't tell you who is in the elite, half the people don't care.

Bad points?

I know we've not always seene ye to eye but Slare won some respect back from me last night, as pathetic and as un hopkins like as he is he put ina hell of a performance so the baddest thing of the night would have to be the fact that I will now never have the chance to destroy him and his pathetic skirt wearing legacy.

Best match?

Mine because of me. I proved to everyone that I am the most accomplished superstar on the RSA roster by adding a further title to my collection.

How do you like the way RSA is going at the moment?

It is going good because of me. Without me it would be in the shits again liek it was before.

p.s don't give matches to mikey.

Tha Kyd
May 30th, 2006, 5:29 PM
Out of ten? Well deserved 9/10

Favourite match? Fasho vs. Funazz. Obvious reasons

What would you like to see more of? Bruno "My title is shiny"

Bad points? Not much to list

Best match? Slare vs. Dunc. The rivalry made it so much sweeter.

How do you like the way RSA is going at the moment? Greatest as it's ever been actually.

V-Line
May 30th, 2006, 5:33 PM
What a brillaint show, top to bottom! Will post thoughts later, gotta get to school.

V-Line
May 30th, 2006, 5:33 PM
Sorry, double post

Punisher
May 30th, 2006, 7:28 PM
Punisher makes his way out to the ring in the RSA Arena. He is storming to the ring with a microphone in his hand and begins secreaming.

This is crap and you all know it. I did not deserve to lose that match. I got screwed over by a woman. Women have absolutely no place in this business. Why did she do it? Because I beat her at WNR? Is it because I'm the best wrestler here in RSA and no one wants to see me succeed?


Punisher is in the ring now

I'm getting real sick of this business. And you know what else I'm getting sick of? These stables. Stealing the show. Stealing the spotlight...my spotlight. Seriously. There are three stables. 10 people! This is absurd. This has to end! And it has to end right now! I'm calling you out....

Revolution

Elite

Society.

I don't care who it is. I want someone from one of those factions one on one at Friday Night Society!

Holy_Hopkins
May 30th, 2006, 7:49 PM
*Ladies and Gentlemen please stand on your feet for a true British Leeeegend*

Punisher my uneducated American friend as the most accomplished and succesfull superstar in RSA in regards to your challenge well... I think it's a marvellous idea!

Yes you heard me I approve of this challenge, in fact I think it's a brilliant idea.

I can see it now... Friday Night Society... Punisher, one on one against... some crappy member from the "elite"

Oh come on now, as if you think any me, our great leader Mortis or the, slightly loveable Bruno would ever dream of stepping into the ring with you! You, a superstar with more brains then brawn and you couldn't even pass your High School, All American, piss easy to pass, tests. You can't even defeat a drugged up scumbag. You get your ass handed to you by a woman! What makes you think you deserve to go in the ring with the most accomplished superstar in RSA? What makes you think you deserve to go in the ring with the future of this business! What makes you think you deserve to go into the ring against Bitch tits Bruno?

But chill out, you're complaining about this stable war as if it's like that stench you smell when you're standing next to foreigners... This "War" as you like to call it won't last long. The Elite and Revolution are going to last about as long as a burger does when Mikey's about.

Oh and by the way Revo, just a quick question to you, do any of you... know where your famous leader was when Aeida got stunnered all the way back to the Prison Island? Just remeber that.

PeacePipe
May 30th, 2006, 8:58 PM
We are at the home of Peacepipe here. We're standing in a room with beads hanging from the doorway. The room is black except for blacklights mounted in each corner of the ceiling. There are glow-in-the-dark stars and planets attacted to the ceiling with a feint green light. Upon the left wall there sets a Budwiser blow-up couch with alcohol stored in the cooler that is built in under the seat cushion. On the right side there are two yellow beanbags with smiley faces upon them. A cat is sleeping in one of the beanbags very lazily. On the front wall there is a 52" widescreen HDTV, with the movie "Cheech & Chong's Nice Dreams" playing on it. A gorgeous stereo with all the works and surrounding speakers enhances the atmosphere. There is a cloud of smoke settling on the upper half of the room. Our cameras focus on a man slumping in a Darth Vader blow up chair. He has bandages around his head, and he is smoking on a long pipe.

Mr. Peacepipe. We were wondering if we could get a few comments on your match at Fear. By the way, the pipe you have is very long and distinguished.

Kind of like my johnson, Baldy. Let me say this and get it out of the way. *cough* *cough* First of all let's talk about Punisher. Punisher, I did what I had to do to win the Ambulance Match at Fear. I used every device and tactic i could to gain victory. I am positive that you would have done the same, which is evedent from the pain that I'm feeling now. Well, not too bad because I have some killer drugs for that sort of thing to deaden the nerves. Anywho, I laid it all out on the line during that match. I know you did too. Which is why I have a newfound respect for you. That's right. If you can fully recover from the shock I gave to your heart, I would love to invite you to smoke on the hookah with me. I'm not saying I like you. I'm saying we went through hell, and I respect you for it.

Wow, Mr. Peacepipe, can you honestly offer so much respect after the horrible hell you put each other through? You must be joking.

If I was joking, I would have said: Two lions broke loose in the zoo and were eating a clown. One lion said to the other ..."Does this taste funny to you?" You know, you and Baldy couldn't hit water if you both fell out of a boat.

Ok then. Please tell us about the connection you have with Blaze. Surely you have formed some sort of partnership or she wouldn't have been out to help you. And does that somehow connect you to Funazz?

I'll tell you this. You ain't gonna get a piece of ass off of Blaze, you jealous bastard. Don't worry about how we know each other. The important thing is she is scratching my....um..er..back. And I'm scracthing hers. And don't call me Shirley!

Ok. And what about....

Damn it! I'm not done talkin'. Shit. Just because I take a second to hit the 'ol pipe here, you think I'm done talking or something. Maybe if you guys would shut your traps for a second, you would figure a couple of things out. Either that or stop putting your dick in Baldy's ear again.

Wait...it's not like that. I only put...

Nevermind! Jesus! *cough* *cough* Anywho, before I was so rudely interrupted by you, Baldy, and your stray penis... It looks like that never-will-be, Connie Chung, decided to "mysteriously" show up during Funazz and Fasho's match. Let's look at these two for a second. First it's Connie Chung. Connie is about as useful as a one-armed trapeze artist with an itchy ass. And Fasho? Fasho has stroked more wood than a furniture polisher. Fasho, I realize all your stage hands are busy at the clinic getting tested right now. You and the boy-wonder seem to be out of test-subjects at the fudge-packing plant, so I'm gonna anti in.

I've decided that I'm going to team up with Funazz to take you two delerious fools out. Why you ask? Simple. Funazz reminds me of....well....me. Sure he's a screw up. But he is a responsible screw up, just like me. Plus, any friend of Blaze is a friend of mine. Besides, it will be fun seeing you two cricket-crotches squirm. You'll be as confused as a hungry baby at a topless bar when the Grim Creeper sets in.

Do you have anything else to add Mr. Peacepipe?

Yeah. One more thing. Remember this Connie Chung and Miss Saigon... You should avoid fruits and nuts. After all, you are what you eat.

Peace Out!!

Bluegunn
May 31st, 2006, 1:45 AM
I have a partner Fasho, and yes I do you use protection. Unlike you with the 8000 little Kris Doss's running across the world not knowing who their father is, while their mother is wondering why they have



The Clap

AIDS

Herpes

Chlamydia

Ghoneria

Amongst other things. Chann can't make me beg for Eddie Guerrero to raise from the grave, and you think he can honestly make me beg for my life. I think that you've got some imagination. So listen here Capt. Syphelisis, you just shut your mouth and start singing.


[MARK]

How do you document real life
When real life is getting more
Like fiction each day
Headlines -- bread-lines
Blow my mind
And now this deadline
"Eviction -- or pay"
Rent!

[ROGER]

How do you write a song
When the chords sound wrong
Though they once sounded right and rare
When the notes are sour
Where is the power
You once had to ignite the air

[MARK]

And we're hungry and frozen

[ROGER]

Some life that we've chosen

[TOGETHER]

How we gonna pay
How we gonna pay
How we gonna pay
Last year's rent

[MARK]

We light candles

[ROGER]

How do you start a fire
When there's nothing to burn
And it feels like something's stuck in your flue

[MARK]

How can you generate heat
When you can't feel your feet

[BOTH]

And they're turning blue!

[MARK]

You light up a mean blaze

[ROGER grabs one of his own posters.]

[ROGER]

With posters --

[MARK grabs old manuscripts.]

[MARK]

And screenplays

[ROGER AND MARK]

How we gonna pay
How we gonna pay
How we gonna pay
Last year's rent

[Lights go down on the loft and go up on JOANNE JEFFERSON,]
[who's at the pay phone.]

[JOANNE]

[On phone]
Don't screen, Maureen
It's me -- Joanne
Your substitute production manager
Hey hey hey! (Did you eat?)
Don't change the subject Maureen
But darling -- you haven't eaten all day
You won't throw up
You won't throw up
The digital delay ---
Didn't blow up (exactly)
There may have been one teeny tiny spark
You're not calling Mark

[COLLINS]

How do you stay on your feet
When on every street
It's 'trick or treat'
(And tonight it's 'trick')
'Welcome back to town'
Oh, I should lie down
Everything's brown
And uh -- oh
I feel sick

[MARK]

[At the window]
Where is he?

[COLLINS]

Getting dizzy
[He collapses.]

[MARK AND ROGER]

How we gonna pay
How we gonna pay
How we gonna pay
Last year's rent

[MARK and ROGER stoke the fire. Crosscut to BENNY's Range Rover.]

BENNY

[On cellular phone]
Alison baby -- you sound sad
I don't believe those two after everything I've done
Ever since our wedding I'm dirt -- They'll see
I can help them all out in the long run

[Three locales: JOANNE at the pay phone,]
[MARK and ROGER in their loft, and COLLINS on the ground.]
[The following is sung simultaneously.]

[BENNY]

Forces are gathering
Forces are gathering
Can't turn away
Forces are gathering

[COLLINS]

Ughhhhh--
Ughhhhh--
Ughhhhh-- I can't think
Ughhhhh--
Ughhhhh--
Ughhhhh-- I need a drink

[MARK (reading from a script page)]

"The music ignites the night with passionate fire"

[JOANNE]

Maureen -- I'm not a theatre person

[ROGER]

"The narration crackles and pops with incendiary wit"

[JOANNE]

Could never be a theatre person

[MARK]

Zoom in as they burn the past to the ground

[JOANNE (realizing she's been cut off)]

Hello?

[MARK AND ROGER]

And feel the heat of the future's glow

[JOANNE]

Hello?

[The phone rings in the loft. MARK picks it up.]

[MARK]

[On phone]
Hello? Maureen?
--Your equipment won't work?
Okay, all right, I'll go!

[MARK AND HALF OF COMPANY]

How do you leave the past behind
When it keeps finding ways to get to your heart
It reaches way down deep and tears you inside out
Till you're torn apart
Rent!

[ROGER AND OTHER HALF OF COMPANY]

How can you connect in an age
Where strangers, landlords, lovers
Your own blood cells betray

[ALL]

What binds the fabric together
When the raging, shifting winds of change
Keep ripping away

[BENNY]

Draw a line in the sand
And then make a stand

[ROGER]

Use your camera to spar

[MARK]

Use your guitar

[ALL]

When they act tough - you call their bluff

[MARK AND ROGER]

We're not gonna pay

[MARK AND ROGER WITH HALF OF COMPANY]

We're not gonna pay

[MARK AND ROGER WITH OTHER HALF OF COMPANY]

We're not gonna pay

[ALL]

Last year's rent
This year's rent
Next year's rent
Rent rent rent rent rent
We're not gonna pay rent

[ROGER AND MARK]

'Cause everything is rent



Funazz, I hope was hoping that you would answer my challenge, but I thought that you would go one on one against me, but instead we are going to get into a tag match, well, I am glad that you have indeed found a tag team partner. I just wanted to remind all that I just did it because I don't want a few people out there to know what I am really capable of, that is the potential that I have. But don't worry now it is going to be a fair fight, two on two. Nice try getting an actor to play me in front of everyone, but I tell you, I drink well, and I don't get drunk. In fact we will have ourselves a six pack on a pole match one day to prove it. Or would you rather have a bull rope match, yes that sounds like a better idea. How about the Bull rope match, you gotta drink four beers in succession from each corner to win. Hopefully you don't get too drunk in the match.

Rip
May 31st, 2006, 2:20 AM
Blah, blah, blah...........

Oh look an interesting bit.



But chill out, you're complaining about this stable war as if it's like that stench you smell when you're standing next to foreigners... This "War" as you like to call it won't last long. The Elite and Revolution are going to last about as long as a burger does when Mikey's about.

Oh and by the way Revo, just a quick question to you, do any of you... know where your famous leader was when Aeida got stunnered all the way back to the Prison Island? Just remeber that.


Hey kid, I thought you were supposed to impress me at FEAR, I thought you were going to show me what you had, did I sleep through that part?

See from where I was standing Bruno got destroyed, how is your muppet by the way? You got your arse handed to you by Aieda till friggin' Zorro came to your rescue then picked up the sneaky pin, fair assesment?

See the only member of your little faction who impressed me at all was the big man, Mortis I'll give you your credit you can go big fella, shame your hooked up with a muppet and a mouth-piece though.

But no worries coz see Hopkins you and I have an appointment for a little dance which I like to call the me kickin your teeth in waltz, I asked you to impress me at FEAR kid, now it's my turn. And don't worry your little self about the where-abouts of our leader son, coz I don't think I'll need help to deal with you and your little bitch Norman.

Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock

Enjoy your time as Champ, but remember time is on MY side.

Tick, Tock
Tick........

Aeida
May 31st, 2006, 9:15 AM
Hopkins you might have sent me packing back to "Prison Island" without my International Championship, but remember, your reign, no matter how long it lasts will always be tainted, because you didn’t beat me one on one, you didn’t even beat me with the help of your specially challenged goons, you needed even more help from a Goth reject.

See there is a difference between you and me Hopkins. I learnt to fight face to face with a person on the streets on "Prison Island" while you, you leant an array of… talents while soliciting the local male patrons on the rough streets of Sussex. You see most of that stuff is just like you, useless in the ring, but I am sure you can persuade willing takers to do you bidding. Mortis, Bruno, Mysterious Dude in Black we all know why they follow you around

Get used to my belt on your shoulder, hoes defiantly need their bling, but when the time comes and I want it back, not you, or your “Tactics” will be able to stop this Revolution.

viva_la_raza
May 31st, 2006, 12:16 PM
FRIDAY NIGHT SOCEITY

Card

Natts Chatt with new RSA Champion, Chris Lemchi

Funazz and a partner of choice vs Fasho and Obi Chann

Blaze vs JB

Crazy Larry Jones vs Chris Kluwe

International Title MAtch
Hopkins vs Rip vs Norman Zook

Natty Dred and Aeida vs Chris Lemchi and Cole Parker

Legend Killer Challenge
Matt Vallance vs ???

Mortis vs Mikey

viva_la_raza
May 31st, 2006, 12:19 PM
Stealth is doing the show this week, I'm mega busy, so for the show PM him your matches, I've told him what's going down but segments ect ned to be sent to him just for this week

:yes:

Holy_Hopkins
May 31st, 2006, 1:32 PM
Aeida I for one have no idea what match you were watching, i had you beat 1-2-3, I didn't need any help in sweeping some dirt under the carpet I did it myself. Maybe if you didn't come from such a "rough" area you wouldn't piss as many people off, hell for all I know this "masked dude" is just another angry former accompliance of you.

Let me assure you now my reign as champion, however long it may be, will be the most memorable reign in RSA history. I will bring back prestige to this title that has lost all meaning of it after being round a convicts waist all these months. With this title simply being around the waist of the most accomplished superstar in this business today it is more prestigious and respected then it was in your entire reign.

Oh and big bad evil scary Ripster, you want to be impressed? I need to prove myself to you? A man who has accomplished NOTHING in his career. Go check the videotapes of me destroying the superstars in the age of RSW, go watch when I became the heavyweight champion a mere few weeks after my debut, a title which I'm sure you're all aware of that I did not lose. But hell you want to be impressed by me? At Friday Night Society I gaurentee you will be, after I destroy Norman Zook and I make you tap out to your own finishing move.

tlk23
May 31st, 2006, 4:26 PM
Finally I, Chris Kluwe, will grace a RSA ring for the first time this Friday night. I have watched for a while and can tell that there is some real talent here. My match with Crazy Larry Jones could be special, and not just for a debut match, but as a match that possibly could be a revolutionary main event Undisputed Title match in future. I know of one thing that will be true and that is that I am planning on making an impact and will be heard from for a long long long time to come. And if you still don't believe me, then just wait for FRIDAY NIGHT SOCEITY and I just may give you a bigger "Kluw" of what the RSA is going to be like for the next few years.

Punisher
May 31st, 2006, 5:10 PM
Wow, I knew some of you were pussies but you guys sure suprise me. No one took up on my challenge? Not one member of any of these shit factions. Alright. Actually thinking about it...I don't need this. I just went through hell at Fear in what was easily the most hellacious match on the card. Why should I be wrestling on the next show? I got shocked and could've died.

Now I'm not going to ask for the night off. I'm going to take the night off. Management can punish me all they want but I don't feel the need to be there. They don't put me on the card? This is utter crap and I'm not going to take it. I deserve better. I should've been the International Champion at Destiny. I should've beaten Peacepipe at Fear. I have been screwed over and over again. And as far as this show goes....

SCREW IT!

Rip
June 1st, 2006, 2:04 AM
Piss moan, piss moan

Blah blah blah


Oh look the point

Oh and big bad evil scary Ripster, you want to be impressed? I need to prove myself to you? A man who has accomplished NOTHING in his career. Go check the videotapes of me destroying the superstars in the age of RSW, go watch when I became the heavyweight champion a mere few weeks after my debut, a title which I'm sure you're all aware of that I did not lose. But hell you want to be impressed by me? At Friday Night Society I gaurentee you will be, after I destroy Norman Zook and I make you tap out to your own finishing move.



Yawn, see this is my problem with you Hoppy, I want to be impressed, honest.

I know what you have done in the past, I've seen the tapes, but I can't get past the fact that in your own words you claimed that every member of the Society was equal, now the problem is that makes you Bruno.

How the hell am I supposed to respect that?

But as I said, I'll see you in the ring Hoppy, prove me wrong and I'll give you your dues, prove me wrong and I'll put this whole faction war aside for five seconds and shake your hand, prove me wrong and I'll admit you could be what you claim you are.

So what do you say Hoppster, you up for it?

Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock

Time to step up to the plate kid.

Tick, Tock
Tick........

Holy_Hopkins
June 1st, 2006, 11:21 AM
You're on Rippy, and on Friday I will rip your damn ankle off.

ok, looking back on what I said maybe i chose the wrong words... We're obviously not all equal, we each are unique and different in our styles of fighting and that brings a good balance to our stable. And under the leadership of Mortis we have something that we never had under Slare. Direction. You see with Slare it was more... "You're my lackeys, help me defeat Dunc"

Now what I should of said is that we aren't all equal. What I should of said is... we treat each other equally. As a somewhat of a veteran around these parts I can see potential when it's staring me in the face. Bruno has a lot to learn but if he gives 100% he can become a star in this company. As for Mortis, well you know what I feel about him, he already has proven himself to be one of the most dominant superstars in RSA and his shot at the big time will come soon. You see unlike... let's say Revolution we don't treat each other differently and have their own positions... I mean you and Mikey the tag people. Aeida the IN title, and lets be honest here you 3 will never get any higher on the card when you have Nattydread, hanging around the title scence but seemingly always falling short. What I'm trying to say is Mortis has led us all to the tag and IN title's so far and under his leadership this society can reach new heights. But unlike other factions, I can see all 3 of us holding the heavyweight title in the future, I deserve that opportunity, Mortis deserves that opportunity, and if Bruno gets his head in shape he will get that opportunity.

Tha Kyd
June 1st, 2006, 11:49 AM
Funazz, I hope was hoping that you would answer my challenge, but I thought that you would go one on one against me, but instead we are going to get into a tag match, well, I am glad that you have indeed found a tag team partner. I just wanted to remind all that I just did it because I don't want a few people out there to know what I am really capable of, that is the potential that I have. But don't worry now it is going to be a fair fight, two on two. Nice try getting an actor to play me in front of everyone, but I tell you, I drink well, and I don't get drunk. In fact we will have ourselves a six pack on a pole match one day to prove it. Or would you rather have a bull rope match, yes that sounds like a better idea. How about the Bull rope match, you gotta drink four beers in succession from each corner to win. Hopefully you don't get too drunk in the match.


First of all, I would really appreciate it if you spoke proppa ENGLISH and not that ebonics shit, or poor grammar or anything else that isn't understandable. That's Chris and my department. So let me get these points out of the way



You don't have potential. Better yet let's see the phrasing that you used---
I just wanted to remind all that I just did it because I don't want a few people out there to know what I am really capable of, that is the potential that I have.:blah: I'm sorry kid, that made no sense. Much like your name. Listen, we know your not from Japan. We can tell cuz your the worst fuck up in the history of RSA. Hell, I think they'd disown you. Not like Ultimo Dragon disown, because he was cool. I bet if we even went down to the Japan area, Samurai's would come out and slice your ass.

I don't drink. Booze is not my forté. And I'm not from Tehas either. You see, you can't challenge anyone to a Texas Bull Rope match, or even a Texas Tornado Match. You have to either have the event in Tehas, or the people involved have to be of Texan origin. Meaning, JBL and Eddie were from Tehas.

You have to be the stupidest person I've ever met. Teaming with Fasho. You see, Fasho uses people like he uses toilet paper, He'll let you kiss his ass and flush your career right down the toilet. But since your in the mood for a little match for next week, I say we have a unique one.

Finisher Match
Funazz vs. Oni Chann

And there's no way out of the match Mr. Chann... if that is your real name because I'm not asking you, I'm telling you. So you can go, and polish that.... Razor's Edge or that Crossface, and when you meet me in the ring, you can have the merriest time in the world waiting for the opportunity to seize only to realize that you didn't use them. :wiggle::boink: :wave:

viva_la_raza
June 1st, 2006, 12:37 PM
So....Fear has come and gone...after a whole month of being beaten down by one Mr Parker, after a whole month of being being victiminsed and attacked....I pinned Parker 1...2...3 in the middle of the ring. You see Parker, thats the problem with you, you underestimate people. Or, prehaps you overestimate yourself. You see Parker, when you interfeared in my match against Dazz and cost me the RSA Title it was a very strange sight for RSA fans. There they were watching as a man from the main event was snuck up on by a man who has yet to win a singles title in his career, and as you left me bloodied in the ring you suddenly thought you were able to beat me without a challenge.

How wrong could you have been Parker? Now, as much as I would love to hang around in the mid card for the next few weeks building up a re-match, I think I've proved to you that Natty Dred is not a man to be screwed over. I now have one thing in my sights, one smell caught in my nostrils, one symphany picked up by my ears, the RSA Title my friend, that same title you cost me the chance of winning in that match against Dazz.....well I'm on the warpath for it again.

At Fear, Slare gave us a glimpse of RWC Slare, the man I grew up idolising. Now recently I have gone away from what got me here i the first place, the never say die attitude, that made me a sucsess in RWC as I became the last ever Intercontinental Champion in that great great era of wrestling. So heres a promise from Natty Dred, whoever it is in front of me whether its Skippy the Legend Killer Kangeroo, whether it's the Kentucky Derby champion, the Loch Ness Monster, the Bristol Scouser, whoever the hell you areI will give 100%, I will not give up on my dream to become the ultimate.

RSA Champion

FaSho34
June 1st, 2006, 1:24 PM
Scene 1:
Cry when…

Wake up,
Grab a brush and put a little (makeup),
Grab a brush and put a little,
Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup)
Hide the scars to fade away the,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable

You wanted to,
Grab a brush and put a little makeup,
You wanted to,
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,
You wanted to,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table,
You wanted to,

I don't think you trust,
In, my, self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die, Die,

Wake up,
Grab a brush and put a little (makeup),
Grab a brush and put a little,
Hide the scars to fade away the (shakeup)
Hide the scars to fade away the,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table?
Here you go create another fable

You wanted to,
Grab a brush and put a little makeup,
You wanted to,
Hide the scars to fade away the shakeup,
You wanted to,
Why'd you leave the keys upon the table,
You wanted to,

I don't think you trust,
In, my, self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die
In my, self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die

Father, Father, Father, Father,
Father/ Into your hands/I/commend my spirit,
Father, into your hands,

Why have you forsaken me,
In your eyes forsaken me,
In your thoughts forsaken me,
In your heart forsaken, me oh,

Trust in my self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die,
In my self righteous suicide,
I, cry, when angels deserve to die.


Scene 2:
There is no business like… Wrestling?

We open the scene to see Fa Sho locking up with some unknown superstar in a training ring. Sho gets him into a headlock, and then hits a bulldog.

He then stomps a mudhole into the man, as he heads for the top…. He hits a 630 from the top rope onto the opponent, as the opponent rolls to the outside, clutching his ribs. Sho then gets up, and grasps the ropes, and then coughs.

It has been a while since I seen this business. I have been out of show business for a week now, and now I think that there is no business like the wrestling business, yes, you heard it here folks. Mr. Broadway is taking a break from showbiz for a few weeks, to take on bigger things in the wrestling world, and that starts in the RSA, as I take on this stupid little azz-hole, and his partner.

You weren’t good enough to beat me at Fear, so you decided to take care of your problems by trying in a tag match? Well starting out with me at Fear was a very bad mistake. You think you are going to “kick me to the curb?” I haven’t ever been kicked to the curb anywhere I have been, and I am not letting an asshole like yourself do so. No one will be able to stop me!

You little moron! I was about to make it to the big time, and go onto a possible title match, but I guess you were always a little jealous of my talents. Because it looks as if I got all the talent you could fill in ten men, and you want some, well too bad, I am not giving it to you, and you are going to be manhandled with your partners, and you will keep saying I won’t impress you…

Me, not impress? Are you crazy? You have got to be kidding if you think you are anything bigger than I am! I have won all over the World, I have won title after title, and you think that I am not impressive. Well, just take a look at the guy who was too afraid to step into the ring without his advantage, and tell that to my face. But it’s alright, I will get in the ring with you, I guess you need to learn some respect as well…. Which is pitiful as you are a former partner of mine. But I guess you got tired of seeing people kicking ass, so you wanted to step into the ring and try to beat mine? Not a chance my friend, you are biting off more than you can chew, and trust me, you will end up choking in the end… Acting like I am a cheater!

Me cheat to win? You must be kidding me, you must think you are the big thing now, eh? Attempting to talk some shit, well take a look… or smell of that shit coming out, all I hear is you sobbing about how I have no talent… HA! You are too good, me not having talent is like you being able to beat me in a match, no way man! You had better expect to get battered and bruised, because this seems to be something new for you. Just remember, putting fragile on your head isn’t stopping me! Acting like you are threatening me…

You a threat!?! HAHAHA! Please Funazz, stop it, stop it right now before a bust a kidney from all of this laughter. You are about as big as a threat as a sleeping rabbit. As far as you beating me to where I cannot compete anymore, well, we will see some irony in this match, as we see you, eating his own words. Possibly swallowing a few teeth to go with…

But you are starting to make this too personal Funazz, and you are going to end up in trouble for it, remember there are strength in numbers, so why would I treat Chann like you think I would!?!

Sho regains his breath, as the man runs at Sho. Sho hits a huge superkick. We see blood fly out of the opponent’s mouth, as Sho grins, he rolls out of the ring, as we fade to black


Final Scene:
So Fresh and So Clean

] Chorus:
Ain't nobody dope as me I'm dressed so fresh so clean
(So fresh and so clean clean)
Don't you think I'm so sexy I'm dressed so fresh so clean
(So fresh and so clean clean)
Ain't nobody dope as me I'm dressed so fresh so clean
(So fresh and so clean clean)
I love when you stare at me I'm dressed so fresh so clean
(So fresh and so clean clean)

(Big Boi)
Sir Luscious got gator belts and patty melts and Monte Carlo's
And El Dorado's I'm waking up out of my slumber feeling like Ralo
So follow it's your time at the Apollo
Minus the Kiki Shepard what about a ho in a leopard-print
Teddy Pender-grass cooler than Freddie Jackson
Sippin a milkshake in a snowstorm
Left my throat warm in the dorm room at the AU
We do hey you And might do some cake too
But you must have me mistaken with them statements that you make
Cause

Chorus

(Andre 3000)
Canary yellow seven house of business on display
My nigga Bungle whipped it up so I gone get my rims today
So a nigga can ride out to the colorful hideout
I'ma show you how to wild out like Jack Trippa
Let me be bambino on your snippas
YKK on yo zippa lick you like a lizard
When I'm slizzard or sober 6 million ways to fold ya
Like Noah I get crews to choose and you get pretty deep
But i'll call yo ass round 8-ish I know you'll be there for me
Cause

Chorus

(Andre 3000)
Those huge baby eyes get to runnin off at they mouth
Tellin me everything that's on yo nasty mind
They say your malnutrition in need of vitamin D
And inviting me to that tingle in yo spine
I love who you are love who ya ain't you so Anne Frank
Let's hit the attic to hide out for bout two weeks
With change and no chains and whips I do suck lips
Till hips jerk and double time the boy next door's a freak
Ha Ha

Chorus

(And we are...) the coolest motherfunkers on the planet
(In my mind ...) the sky is fallin ain't no need to panic
(But Oh oh.....) I got a stick and want yo automatic
(Oh oh oh...) Compatible created in the attic
(repeat)

Chorus 2x

So Fresh and So Clean. Kinda how my life has been, how my career has gone.

It has gone fresh and cleanly, kind how I want it to go. How I want to be known as, is a man who wins in a fashion that he wants to win in. I am the kinda guy to entertain the crowd while making the opponent look like a complete fool with the shit that I do, and the flying stuff I pull off.

Funazz is just going to be one of many people to feel the wrath of the Sho stealer, and the Sho Down is on, and your beginning will also result in the end of Funazz’s career involved with wrestling. Good thing you aren’t making the card, you may find a way to pull yourself out of this match… ha!

But my final words are this, Funazz, make sure you can back the stuff you say up, or else it will all explode in your face, and trust me, you will regret it at sometime in your life, I will be the cause of your suffering coming up. Just remember me for when you are knocked out, and when you are bleeding. Just remember the face that grins while you are in pain, and lying in your own blood… remember…. That you are going to eat your own words.

Takerholic
June 2nd, 2006, 12:36 AM
my promo still stands because I wasn't at the PPV

Stealth
June 2nd, 2006, 2:09 AM
Hallucinate
Desegregate
Mediate
Alleviate
Try not to hate
Love your mate
Don’t suffocate on your own hate
Designate your love as fate
A one world state
As human freight
The number eight
A white black state
A gentle trait
The broken crate
A heavy weight
Or just too late
Like pretty Kate has sex ornate
Now devastate
Appreciate
Depreciate
Fabricate
Emulate
The truth dilate
Special date
The animal we ate
Guilt debate
The edge serrate
A better rate
The youth irate
Deliberate
Fascinate
Deviate
Reinstate
Liberate


Friday Night Society


PYRO!!! PYRO!!! PYRO!!!


Welllllllll Good Evening Friends!! We are on the heels of RSA Fear, and we have seen some exciting things take place. We have crowned a new RSA World Heavyweight Champion…….Stone Cold Chris Lemchi! Also, Slare has officially retired from the RSA…..and he did so in grand fashion. The celebration that took place during Fear by all members of the roster was just incredible. Slare in the recent weeks had re-formed The Society……which now hold the tag team titles as well as the International title. But the question at hand is…..will The Society be able to continue to function? We're about to find out as Mortis, Bruno, and Hopkins make their way to ringside. Mortis grabs a mic as the others pile into the ring.

"Ladies and Gentlemen let me introduce to you…..the tag team champions of the world…myself and Bruno! And….the newly crowned International Heavyweight Champion….Holy Hopkins!! That's right. The Society is in total control even with Slare officially retiring. We all came out victorious at Fear. I also want to say a big thank you to my mentor for turning the reigns of Society over to me. Slare…..if you ever decided to grace the RSA with your presence again, you will always have a place….right here in the Society. And…we shall party again tonight due to our success as a complete faction. But first….There have been rumors in the back. People are already asking us if we can sustain without a fourth person. Our answer to that is……Hell Yes! We hold the gold don't we?….ha ha ha. But….maybe Society should be a four-man stable….."

Hopkins takes the mic from Mortis. "Mortis is right. Here in a second we are going to continue the celebration of Society's success…..whether Slare is here or not. Let's face it….we are the champions and deserve to booze it up with some champagne and light up some cigars. Not the shit that Peacepipe smokes mind you, but some classy Cubans. But before we do that…..we decided that we still would like to have a 4th person in our Society."

Mortis takes the mic back. "We are officially taking applications now! We may seek out some wrestlers in the back to interview, but if any of you think you have what it takes to be a member of Society…..let us know. We will be holding a series of interviews in our board-room throughout the next few weeks."

Bruno steps up to the mic...."I just wanted to say that I love my title."

Mortis grabs the mic again. "That's right Bruno... Anyhow, without further ado. Our official first applicant is…..Fasho! Fasho…..please meet us in our board room tonight. Now……..hit the music…and let's start this shin-dig!!"

Wow! Fasho is the first applicant in their quest for a new Society member. Can you imagine if Fasho ends up joining them? Hopefully we'll get closer to finding out Society's newest recruit as this story continues to develop.

Mikey's music hits cutting off the Society as Mikey appears at the entrance way. "Listen up, bozo! You think you're so funny for putting me through the Spanish announcer's table at Fear. I want a little payback......I want you Mortis. Right here.....Right now! Tell your puppets to go away so that we can do this thing!"

Mortis speaks up. "Mikey, we don't have time right now for you. Official Society business. Go Away! But..........a match does seem fair. After all, I did unto you before you could do unto me. So I tell you what.....let's make this the main event tonight. Mikey vs. Mortis! And.....I give you my word that none of the men in this ring will interfere in our match tonight. You can have me all by yourself.....deal?"

"DEAL!!!"

I'm not sure how much Mortis' word is worth....but we now have ourselves a grudge match for our Main Event.

Cut to backstage with Natty and the Revolution. They are talking when Mikey walks up to them from the arena area. Natty is speaking with newcomer Chris Kluwe.

“Oh good….Mikey… I want you to meet Chris Kluwe. He is interested in joining the Revolution.”

Mikey looks at the Kluwe hesitantly. “You ain’t the masked man who came out and attacked Aeida….or the one who blind sided me a couple of weeks ago are you? Well!….Are you?”

Kluwe gulps. “Um…er…no. Sincerely. I don’t know anything about that.”

Natty calms Mikey. “Jonesy…..I assure you whole-heartedly that this isn’t the man you’re all looking for. I can vouch for him.”

Rip pipes up. “Well…we gonna stand around here all day watchin’ the paint dry? Or are we gonna let him in the group? Cause this youngin’ has a match next.”

Aeida agrees. “Yeah. Let the bastard in. One more with us is one less against us.”

Mikey nods his head as Natty speaks again. “Ok Kluwe. You are now an official member. Welcome…..to the Revolution.”

They all surround Kluwe and pat him on the back sending him off towards the ring for his match.



Crazy Larry vs. Chris Kluwe

First out to the ring here is the newest member of Revolution, Chris Kluwe. He is pumped and excited for this match, as the crowd pop pretty big for the newcomer. Next out is another newcomer ‘Crazy’ Larry Jones. Larry has been known to be a very psychotic man so it’ll be interesting to see how his debut goes. The crowd doesn’t know how to react to him and just stays silent really. The bell rings and this double debut match is underway.

They start with a lockup. Kluwe with a go behind and tries to go for a quick German suplex but Crazy Larry nails him with some elbows forcing Kluwe to break the hold. Larry takes Kluwe into the corner and nails him with some vicious punches before launching Kluwe into the other corner. Man, there was so much force on that it caused Kluwe to fall after contact with the corner.

Larry lifts Kluwe up and places him on his shoulders…snake eyes attempt here but Kluwe floats behind Larry and pushes him into the corner. Larry bounces out of the corner and Kluwe goes for the rollup here. 1.…..2.…..kickout by Larry. Kluwe takes Larry and tries to whip him into the ropes but Larry reverses. Kluwe comes off the ropes and Crazy Larry goes for a clothesline but Kluwe ducks underneath. Kluwe comes off the ropes now and as Larry turns around he gets nailed in the face with a nice flying forearm by Kluwe. Kluwe kips up now and he’s feeling it.

Kluwe waits for Larry to get up before running up behind him and nailing a nicely executed bulldog. Cover…1.…..2.…..kickout by Larry. Kluwe is waiting for Larry to get up. He’s signaling for the Sweet Chin Music. The crowd is on their feet. He goes for it but Larry ducks under it. Larry with a kick to the gut now and he’s going for a Powerbomb but Kluwe reverses into a DDT. Kluwe rolls Larry over for the cover. 1.……2.………3NO! Kickout by ‘Crazy’ Larry Jones.

It seems Larry is busted open a bit here. Larry checks his forehead and sees the blood. Oh my he has a really pissed off look on his face here. Kluwe lifts him up and whips him to the corner. Kluwe charges Larry but Larry gets his boot up in the face of Kluwe. Now he’s got Kluwe in a choke hold in the corner. He’s choking the life out of him. The ref counts and gets to 5 and Larry is still choking him. The referee has disqualified ‘Crazy’ Larry Jones.

Winner: Chris Kluwe

Larry can’t believe it. Larry goes outside the ring now and he’s got a steel chair. Oh no. He comes into the ring…..and he cracks it over the skull of Kluwe to a chorus of boos here. Kluwe may have been knocked unconscious. He places the chair in the middle of the ring. He’s got Kluwe and now what is he going to do? Oh my he’s going to pedigree him on the steel chair. No. He can’t do this. We need help out here. OH NO! Pedigree onto the steel chair. Larry has gone crazy. This man is sick. We need some help out here. Crazy Larry leaves the ring holding his head as EMT’s race by him to attend to Chris Kluwe.



Funazz and Peacepipe vs. Fasho and Oni Chan

#1 Contenders Match

This will be a massive grudge match next. We have FaSho and Oni Chan facing Funazz and Peace Pipe. Its Peace Pipe teaming with Funazz tonight as Blaze is already in a match and he thought the beatings Funazz were receiving were unfair.

The announcer grabs a microphone form the ceiling Kennedy style and makes the introductions.

“The following match is a Tag Team Match with a 30-minute time limit. It will be refereed by our head referee, Mr Bob. Weighing in at 349 without bongs and 419 with them… This is the team of Funazz and Peace Pipe!”

“Because I Got High” hits the tannoy as Funazz and Peace Pipe come out. Peace Pipe is smoking his usual bong and seems high as usual. Funazz has decided to copy Peace Pipe and is looking ridiculous with a fake afro, Hawaiian shirt and a massive pipe. He seems to be enjoying himself though so we’ll leave him alone. They roll into the ring and stand in the corner, discussing strategy. They both place their bongs in the corner and get ready for the opposing team.

“And now, the opposing team. Weighing in at 439lbs…FaSho and Oni Channnnnnnn!”

A mix of Japanese and Broadway music now hits the load speakers as the team of FaSho and Oni Chan come out to massive cheers from the crowd. Remember, Chan helped FaSho beat Funazz at FEAR by hitting him around the head with a baseball bat. They walk slowly down to the ring, Sho in his acting attire and Chan in his normal Japanese based attire. They side into the ring and get into the faces of Funazz and PP, causing the ref to separate them. The ref checks both teams for any weapons and this one is underway!

FaSho and PP will be starting this one off. They circle each other in the middle of the ring as FaSho puts his arm up for a test of strength. PP is apprehensive but holds Sho’s hand for the test. FaSho seems to be winning as PP goes down to one knee. PP is down to two knees and…is back is arching! PP is on his head and knee’s here with Sho definitely winning this test of strength. PP’s shoulders are down here!

1

2

Shoulder up! Sho pushes down harder and his shoulders are down again.

1

2

Shoulder up again. PP is stuck here but he seems to be fighting back PP is getting back up slowly but he is now vertical again. PP seems to be pushing Sho back here but Sho kicks PP in the mid section and hits a quick snap suplex to PP, slamming him to the mat. Sho then applies a quick armbar to PP but they’re near the ropes so PP grabs the ropes. Sho lets go and lets PP get away from the ropes but immediately takes him down with a snap mere and applies a headlock to PP. PP fights back against FaSho and hits and elbow to Sho, winding him. Sho loosens his grip and PP runs free, bouncing of the ropes and hitting a head butt to the mid section. Sho gets up again and PP hits a weird flippy move, obviously controlled by the drugs.

Sho slowly gets up and PP hits a gut buster, obviously weakening him up for his finisher. He then bounces off the ropes and hits a nice looking senton to the mid section. He tags Funazz in who proceeds to stomp away at Sho’s midsection. Funazz then pinks Sho up and whips him into the corner. Funazz backs into the opposite corner and hits a rolling kick to FaSho who slumps down to the bottom turnbuckle. Funazz sees this and runs to the turnbuckle, jumping to the top rope. Funazz then hits a front flip basement dropkick to FaSho beneath him! Impressive stuff here by Funazz! Funazz rolls over to PP who comes in and hits a head butt to the slumped Sho.

PP drags Sho up and whips him into the ropes. Sho bounces off and is met with a superkick by PP, possibly knocking out one of his teeth there! PP goes to his corner and gets his bong, taking a, long hard smoke. He drops it down and smiles, not realizing Sho is back on his feet! PP turns around and SPEAR! SPEAR BY SHO! Desperation move there and it’s worked! Chan is ready to come in and clean house!

Sho edges towards his corner and…he makes the tag! PP makes the tag as well and comes charging in only to be met with a kick to the face by Chan! And one for PP as well. Funazz gets up and charges towards Chan but…TARANTULA! TARANTULA BY CHAN! Chan has the Tarantula locked in. The ref counts to 5 and forces Chan to break though. He breaks it and Funazz falls to the outside. PP charges over but Chan pulls the ropes down and PP lands on Funazz! Chan salutes to the crowd before climbing on the top rope. He turns around and MOONSAULT! BUT HE MISSES THEM BOTH! Chan just tried a moonsault but he missed and his head hit the floor hard there! Funazz and PP have grins on their faces as they see Funazz alone in the ring.

They slide in together as PP distracts the ref. Funazz has a chair in his hand as Sho is oblivious. Sho turns around and…CRACK! Massive chair shot there and Sho is knocked out. Chan is just regaining consciousness though! He crawls into the ring as Funazzz makes the cover! Will he make it?

1

2

PP has just applied an ankle lock to stop Chan! It must be over!

3

PP and Funazz win! They won thanks to a lot of cheating by Funazz but they still won. They go to the back happy as Sho slowly sits up. He realizes he just lost and looks around. Chan is standing there, looking normal. Sho jumps up and starts shouting at Chan, asking why he didn’t help. Chan backs away but Sho keeps on shouting. Eventually Sho stops and leave with Chan confused about what just happened.

WINNERS: PP and Funazz

We follow the two losers of the match backstage. Oni Chan is sucking up to Fasho after costing him the match. “Fasho….I’m so sorry about that incident out there. You have always been a hero figure for me, and I promise…..I would never do anything on purpose to cause us to lose. Is there anything I can do? Boy…..next time, I’ll make up for it double. We could meet another day at the gym to polish some moves up….or you could teach me a few things….anything I can do. Next time…..”

“Next time??? Kid…..there isn’t going to be a next time!! The ONLY….let me say that again. The ONLY reason I teamed up with you was for a shot at some gold. I don’t want to work with you…..hell, I don’t even like you! You can take your promises, your training, and your polishing….and shove them right up your ass!!! Now…….PISS OFF!!!” Fasho walks off in the opposite direction to calm down before having to see what the Society wants from him.

We go back to ringside now as we see the Legend Killer about to give us all his two cents. Vallence stares around the ring taking in the mixed response.

I'm not out here tonight to demand my rematch against our new champ, and my friend Chris Lemchi. I'm out here to get across the fact at Fear, we both put our body on the line and gave you one of the best title matches in History. We went toe to toe for the whole match, giving it our all. There were so many near falls and great moves that we even had you morons on your feet.

I know the RSA title is in the possession of the Elite, but I was so close to having it in my hands. I was about to hit the single greatest finisher in all of wrestling, The Drop of Destiny, when SCC countered it into a stunner and fell over me for the win. If you didn't see it, morons in the back, roll the footage!

The footage plays from the closing moments of the RSA Title match from Fear. The fans begin to cheer loudly.

Yeah, I get it, all you fans loved seeing me lose my chance at Destiny, didn't you! Well that was my 1st shot at the title and it won't be my last. SCC you have a great reign, but I will come calling.....but not just yet...... I have something else in mind that will certainly get some PPV buys.

After my match, I sat in the back and watched 2 legends go at it..........Slare and Dunc. I know in the end Slare was victorious, but Dunc really should have won.
Now the stupid Scottish drunk is finally gone from RSA, things can get back to being good. But that match leaves me wondering....... The Dunc, without a doubt a legend in this business, but does he still have it, or is he past his prime and is it time to hang em' up!

Dunc, I’m sure you watching, wherever you are, but now listen very carefully. The Epitome of Greatness is without a doubt the future of RSA, and you are the past. It is time that I truly establish myself as the Legend Killer!

You hear this old man, at the next PPV, I challenge you........Legend vs. Legend Killer.
Now what do you think about that! What do you fools in the crowd think about that! You already know I’m the best! Come on! Chant my name!
The crowd begins to chant...."Asshole...Asshole....Asshole...Asshole.. ."

Really clever people! I'm just wondering how many of you passed school around here? Was there even any education at all?

The crowd boos even louder....

I can stand him and bag you idiots all night, but now it's time for a treat, a chance to see what Greatness is all about.

I challenge anybody in the back of the vastly untalented RSA locker room, to go one on one with the man of Destiny, right here.....right now.

Come on, who has what it takes! Anyone of you losers, I'll drop you with a Career Killer as you make an ass out of yourselves in front of MY millions of Fans!

Lets get this sta.....

Punisher's music hits...



Matt Vallence vs. Punisher

Holy cow! Punisher is responding to Vallence’s open challenge. He looks pissed off as he steps out onto the stage! Punisher was of course involved in that brutal ambulance match against Peacepipe at Fear which he lost after interference from Funazz's valet. Blaze came out to make her mark at the PPV. This is one angry man and although neither man are 100% you have to believe they will put their bodies on the line if it means they will leave her victorious. Punisher recently was said to be "sick and tired" of this pointless faction war and the attention it receives, and after being bundled into an ambulance by relative new comer, the high flying Peacepipe, you have to worry for Vallence. Punisher is ready to make his mark after his outburst against the 3 main factions in RSA.

Well the bell rings and this match up is underway, Vallence from the elite vs. Punisher. The two lock up in the center of the ring, Punisher pushes Vallence down to his knees but Vallence gets back up before rolling around the back of Punisher into a waist-lock. Vallence clobbers Punisher over the back of the neck with hard right forearms before pushing him against the ropes, Punisher comes back off the ropes and catches Vallence with a huge boot to the face! Punisher looks down at a fallen Vallence and lifts him with two hands around his throat and throws him into the corner, Punisher charges at Vallence and squashed the young superstar with a vicious clothesline. Punisher lays into Vallence with left and rights into his chest. I've got to say Punisher is looking fantastic after such a grueling match up at FEAR. Vallence pulls himself up with help from the ropes as Punisher charges once more, Vallence ducks and pulls the top rope down with him as Punisher misses the big boot and gets caught on the ropes! Vallence hits a dropkick to Punisher sending him out of the ring and onto the mat.

Punisher slowly gets to his feet as Vallence waits on the top rope. Cross-body! NO! Punisher catches him! and drives him into the steel ring post! Punisher drives Vallence back first into the ring post two more times before dropping his head on the security barrier. Punisher lifts up Vallence and attempts to drill his head into the steel ring post but Vallence puts his hands out stopping him before bouncing Punisher's head off of it! Vallence stomps on Punisher and lands a couple of elbow drops to his ribcage before picking him up and chucking him back in the ring. Vallence waits, poised on the top turnbuckle as Punisher gets back to a vertical base, Missile dropkick to the chest of Punisher! Vallence is quick to apply a rear chin lock but Punisher is too near the ropes and Vallence is forced to release him. Vallence lifts up Punisher and scores with an arm drag before driving a knee into the gut of Punisher. Vallence lifts up Punisher but is knocked backwards. Vallence ducks a clothesline.....Career Killer! Vallence just hit the Career killer! That move has ended many matches 1....2.... NO! Punisher powered out! Punisher kicked out! Vallence can't believe it!

Vallence goes for the cover again 1....2... Punisher again kicks out. Vallence kicks Punisher in the leg before dragging the big man to his feet. After hitting a European uppercut Vallence whips Punisher against the ropes and catches him in a title a whirl back breaker. Vallence hooks the leg 1.....2... But Punisher again manages to get the shoulder up. Punisher is dragged to his feet by Vallence, but a throat thrust sends the legend killer to the mat. Punisher takes a while to regain his wits but scoops up Vallence as he gets to his feet and slams him to the mat. Punisher taunts Vallence, striking the legend killers pose as he waits for him to get to his feet... The Punishment! Punisher just scored with his deadly finishing move! He hooks the leg, upset victory on our hands here? 1......2......3...! NO! The ref says 2, Vallence got his shoulder up just as the refs hand was coming down for the 3 count!

Punisher questions the ref and screams at him, roll up! Vallence got the roll up 1....2... Punisher kicked out. Vallence attempts a double axe handle but Punisher toe kicks him in the gut before hitting a huge stalling suplex! 1.....2... Vallence again kicks out! Punisher lifts Vallence up and whips him against the ropes. Vallence bounces back and kicks Punisher hard in the face, DDT! 1......2.... Shoulder up from Punisher. Vallence climbs to the top turnbuckle as Punisher gets to his feet... Cross-body, NO POWERSLAM! A thunderous powerslam there 1....2..... NO shoulder up by Vallence! Punisher punches the ground in fury. Punisher climbs the turnbuckle and waits, perched on the edge for Vallence. Vallence slowly pulls himself up by the ropes and yanks the top rope causing Punisher to lose balance and his nuts to crack against the turnbuckle... DROP OF DESTINY! He's got it! 1....2....3 VALLANCE IS VICTORIOUS HERE!

"The winner of the match…..The Legend Killer…Matt Vallence!!!"

And it seems once again that Punisher can't buy himself a victory. How will he end this losing streak. Although in all fairness, he did have to face the man who was inches away from the RSA title……and he almost pulled out a victory. Vallence makes his way out of the arena while Punisher seems to be in a fit of pent-up rage.




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8 Men…
1 Winner…
King of the Ring
Coming soon!


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We are backstage at the Society boardroom door which is slightly ajar. It's tough to tell what they're saying. Let's see if we can get a little closer…….

"Mr. Fasho….exactly how many women have you slept with in the past month?"

"Um…no comment…"

"Okay then…..how many men have you slept with in the past month?"

"This is ridiculous…..how is this relevent?"

"Calm down…you're getting worked up here. Sounds to me like you're homophobic. Do you hate gay people?"

"No!!"

"So….you love them then…."

"Yes………..I mean…No!… I mean… Hey…I'm not gay if that's what you mean! I'm an entertainer, damnit. That in no way constitutes me being gay!"

"Mm….Hmm. Well……we'll let you know. Thanks for stopping in."

The door sharply opens up with Fasho bursting through the doorway. He's cursing profusely under his breath as he storms off down the hall.



Nat’s Chat

Nattydred's music hits, and the General Manager makes his way out to the ring, ready to do Nat's Chat. The audience is standing up cheering for Nat as he enters the ring. The crowd is showing great respect for this man. Nat grabs a mic and looks like he is ready to begin.

Natty: Thank you for that. Also, thank you for all the support you have shown in all of my career. Last Sunday, you saw me in one of my most brutal matches. You saw me gave it my all, and you stood behind me all the way. Thank you. You stood by me all the way, I will never forget that. To all my dredlings out there, I say...

All of a sudden, an entrance music hits.....

Behold your Savior, your Wrestling hero
On your knees, bitch
All hail, All hail,
All Hail....your Savior... your wrestling Hero

And Chris Lemchi makes his way down to the ring with a chorus of boos as he has interrupted Natty's speech. Chris steps into the ring, gets in Natty's face and raises the World title up and smiles. Chris grabs a mic and the champ is ready to speak

Chris: Let me cut you off right there. This is not about you. This is all about me. No one gives a crap about all your struggles. No one came to see you, they came to see their savior, their WRESTLING HERO!!!!!

Chris poses, and the crowd boos.

Natty: Wrestling Hero, eh? They don't seem to think so.

Chris: These people have no clue what they want. These idiots wouldn’t know how to run a business. Hell most of them are retards because their parents had incest.

The crowds boos back at the champion.

Natty: Whatever. So Chris, you demanded this interview, what exactly is on your mind?

Chris: Well, well, first of all I am a 2 time 2 time RSA Champion! And last night, the most greatest match happened. It was magnificent

Natty: Yea, Slare/Dunc was fantastic, 2 of the greatest superstars going at it.

Chris: What are you, high? I'm talking about me and Vallence, we had the best match of the night. It was a pleasure fighting my protege, Vallence. As for Slare, fuck him. He's a no talent, glory hog, who only quit because he knew he was no longer the star anymore. I am.

Natty: Don't ever talk about Slare that way, again. He's the reason why you and I are even here today!

Chris: Ooh Natty, getting feisty are we. You may want to save some of that anger, because I have a huge announcement to make.

Natty: What announcement?

Chris: Natty, please refresh my memory, what happened a year ago in July

Natty: RSA started and the first RSA ppv, so..

Chris: So.. you are forgetting the most important thing, I made you say I quit, and from there I continued to beat you time and time again.

Natty: Is there a point to all this, or are you just feeding your ego?

Chris: Oh there is a point. In July, on the anniversary of the first ppv, RSA is having a ppv called Odyssey. And since I am the champion and management felt bad after Jam-Bomb, being the coward that he is, quit, leaving me without an opponent and off Destiny, they gave me the opportunity to choose the main event of destiny and who my opponent will be. And Natty, surprise, surprise I pick you!!

Natty starts to smile at the idea of headlining Odyssey and the opportunity to finally be RSA champion.

Chris: I'm glad you're smiling. I really am, because that’s the reason why I'm challenging you. You're speech and this crowd is the reason why I'm challenging you. I've beaten 4 consecutive times. You have NEVER beaten me, anytime we have stepped in this ring. I won, you lost, and this crowd still cheers you. You still move up. You got the chance to fight Dazz for the RSA title at Destiny while I was without a match. Newsflash, I'm Chris Lemchi, I have beaten you time and time again, and at Odyssey, I'm going to do it again and beat the living hell out of you, and after that I will finally get the respect I deserve and people will know I am better than you!

Natty: Haha, Chris, Chris, Chris, you just made a big mistake, you better kiss that title goodbye at Odyssey.

Chris: And what makes think that this time will be different, Natty. I've beaten you 4 times, and I will do it again

Natty: What makes this so different is that if there is one thing I want more than beating you, its that RSA title, and I guarantee that that belt will finally come around my waist at Odyssey.

Chris: Oh Natty, so childish. You may want this belt, but you can’t get always get what you want. You see, I didn't finish, this match can't and won't be an ordinary match. You see, seeing as I have beaten you so many times, I get to choose the gimmick, and seeing as I was born and raised in the great state of Texas, this match will be a TEXAS DEATH MATCH, and that’s not all. I'm so confident that I'm going to beat you, I'm putting my career on the line. If I lose, I'll leave RSA forever. So what do you say, Nathaniel Saunders?

Chris extends his hand out, and Nat grabs it

Natty: You're on, Lemchi. Start packing your bags.

Chris: I wont have to, but you need to start watching your back

Out of nowhere, Cole Parker attacks Natty from behind, and Chris and Cole start beating the hell out of him. Wait its Aeida!!! Natty's revolution buddy is heading to the ring and Chris and Parker run like dogs.

Natty gets up and says: Chris, I'm going to beat your ass at Odyssey and tonight I will give everyone a preview, when me and Aeida beat the living hell out of you and Parker!!!



Nattydred and Aeida vs. Cole Parker and Chris Lemchi


The referee calls for the opening bell as this match has already started. Chris and Parker collect themselves outside the ring….they slide in and prepare for battle. Aeida is in the ring as is Parker….and the two lock up. Parker just tosses Aeida off of him and then stands for a brief pose. The crowd boos loudly at his cocky gesture. Aeida is back up now….he runs over and catches Parker with a dropkick to the knee. Parker has one knee down now, as Aeida runs up and drops Cole the rest of the way with a flying clothesline. Aeida runs over and tags in Nattydred. Natty grabs ahold of Parker and pulls him to the ropes. Natty drops two elbows to Parker’s throat….then jumps up and hits a leg drop. Parker grabs his throat and pulls himself up to a knee as Natty makes another tag.

Both Revolution members pick Parker up to his feet…..looks like a double suplex coming up. They lift and……back down. Ohhhhhh! Parker just drilled both men into the mat with a DDT!! Parker makes the tag to Chris and all four men are now in the ring. Natty leaps into the air at the champ and connects with a flying forearm to the face! Parker has a hold of Aeida by the neck….he’s going to Irish Whip Aeida into the ropes. Aeida hits the ropes and…….what the? Somebody just tripped Aeida! It’s Norman Zook!! What’s he doing here? Zook has Aeida by the ankle and drags him out. The referee needs to see what’s going on here as he is focusing on the other two wrestlers in the ring. Natty is firing away at Chris in the corner now…..ohh…hard overhand blow to the spine by Parker. Natty wasn’t quite prepared for that one. Natty is on the ground taking a series of mudhole stomps from both Elite members, while Aeida has just hit the steel ring post from a rabid Norman Zook. Parker picks Natty up and just slaps him in the face….he steps out on the apron as the ref tries to maintain some order.

Norman Zook has now just tossed Aeida over the barricade into the crowd now…..he is now running back out of the arena. I can’t believe this monstrosity! Chris throws Natty into the ropes and……..Spinebuster!!! Natty is down, and his partner is out in the crowd still. The Champ picks Natty back up and kicks him in the gut. One arm……other arm…..Pedigree!! Natty is out like a light, and Chris makes a tag to Parker. Cole Parker steps in the ring and cockily covers Nattydred. 1……..2…….3…!!! Well it’s over here, but we didn’t need a rocket scientist to figure that one out. Let’s go to the scorer’s table….

“The winner of this match…….Cole Parker and the RSA Undisputed Champion….Chris Lemchi!!!”

Somebody please tell me why Norman Zook was down here tonight. Is he here to help his former Elite teammates? Or is he merely here because of a grudge with Aeida? Natty and Aeida now have regrouped in the ring, making sure that the other is ok. The Elite struts towards the ramp with shit-eating grins on their faces from picking up the win.



Rip vs. Norman Zook vs. Holy Hopkins

RSA International Title

Finally this match is going to take place. Rip and Zook have been promised a match for the International title since before Destiny which was in March. They get there shot now. Originally it was expected they would face Aeida but Hopkins pulled out the pinfall victory at Fear and is the new International Champion. First out to the ring is Zook who gets a mixed reaction. Zook has faced Rip and Aeida the past couple of weeks and has looked impressive in both matchups. Next out to the ring is Rip. Rip has been pushing management for this match so that they wouldn’t forget and he comes out to a large pop.

And finally….the NEW International Champion………..Hopkins!

Hopkins heads out to the ring to a massive pyro and huge boos from the crowd. He’s acting like a superstar right now but this may very well be the last night he is with the International title. He won’t have Society in his corner. Yep, that’s right. Everyone is barred from ringside. No Society, no masked men, and no revolution. This has to favor Zook as he’s not aligned with anybody. Hopkins gets in the ring and this huge matchup on Friday Night Society is underway!

Rip goes right for Hopkins looking for some Revolution revenge on a Society member for Fear. Rip slugs away and puts Hopkins in the corner as Zook just looks on. Rip hits some sick uppercuts on Hopkins and heads up to mount some punches. The crowd sings along…1..2...3...4..5...6...7...oh wait a second. Zook just came from under Rip and delivered a Powerbomb. Cover but only a two count as Rip kicks out. Zook is working on Rip now as he picks him up and throws him against the ropes. Nasty clothesline by Zook. But Hopkins comes from behind Zook and nails him with a bulldog. Cover by Hopkins…


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2


Rip breaks it up. Rip takes Hopkins and throws him out of the ring. Rip goes up to Zook but Zook rolls him up but only gets a two count. They both get up quickly and Zook nails a knee to the gut of Rip and throws him outside the ring onto Hopkins. Hopkins and Rip start to get up but Zook grabs the rope and jumps over on top of all of them. He takes Hopkins into the ring and goes for the pin but Hopkins kicks out at 2. Zook is now calling for the Screwdriver! Hopkins is up. Knee to the gut. He’s going for it…no Hopkins pushes Zook into the ropes and Zook bounces back…Angle Slam! Angle Slam by Hopkins and that might be it.

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2


3no! No! Rip broke up the pin.



Hopkins grabs Rip and bounces him off the ropes. He puts his head down….man does that ever work? Kick to the face by Hopkins. He turns around into a mean DDT by Rip. Rip looks down at the body of Hopkins. Ripper! Ripper! He’s applying the Ripper to Hopkins. Hopkins might tap. Zook breaks it up. We’ll never know if Hopkins would’ve tapped right there or not. Zook takes Rip and throws him out of the ring. Hopkins charges Zook but Zook throws him over the ropes too! Zook waits for them to get up and bounces off the ropes…SUICIDE DIVE….oh no! oh no! He missed and he crashed right into the announce table! Rip and Hopkins moved out of the way!

Rip rolls into the ring followed by Hopkins. Zook has been pretty much eliminated from this match. Rip and Hopkins are slugging it out now. Rip gets the better of Hopkins and hits him with multiple shots to the gut. Rip bounces him off the ropes for a clothesline but Hopkins ducks under….SPEAR, SPEAR! Cover! 1.……….2.…….KICKOUT! Rip kicked out. I can’t believe it. Hopkins is signaling for the end. He’s going to go for the Jackhammer! He picks Rip up in position. He’s gonna do it! No Rip reverses it into a DDT…cover by Rip!1.………2.………………3NO! Hopkins kicks out!


Now Rip signals for the Pendulum. Hopkins gets up…AND RIP NAILS IT! Pendulum! Pendulum! Cover by Rip. It’s got to be over. 1.……………….2.…………..3.…WAIT…ZOOK BROKE IT UP. How in the hell is Zook still alive. He went head first into the announce table. Him and Rip start nailing each other now. Back and forth. Kick to the gut by Zook. SCREWDRIVER! He nailed it. But Hopkins pushes Zook out of the ring. Hopkins covers Rip. 1.………2.…………3! You’ve got to be kidding me. Hopkins covered Rip after Zook did the Screwdriver on him. Hopkins barely escapes with the International Championship. What a match that was.

“The winner of this match….and still RSA International Champion……Holy Hopkins!!!”

Natty's music hits as the RSA owner appears at the entrance ramp. He's still feeling the effects of the Pedigree from earlier.

"I hate to interrupt the excellent show going on here tonight. Great International Title match, except for the ending. But I’m not out here because of this match. I wanted let you all know that I have a very important announcement! This next week….when our next show airs…. I will introduce a brand new General Manager to RSA!! That's all…..Thank you."

Did we just hear that right? Nattydred will be introducing a new GM during our next show! I'm already on the edge of my seat trying to figure out who it could possibly be. I guess we'll find out next week.

We cut to Natty who is walking backstage after his announcement and runs into the members of Revolution. Natty holds his head and winces a tad.

"Well guys….that's about all for me tonight. My head is sore from getting Pedigreed earlier, and I've had a busy night. I think I'm gonna head back to the hotel. Kluwe….tough debut, kid. You'll get better. Sorry about your title match Rip. Mikey……break a leg."

Rip, Aeida, Kluwe, and Mikey watch Natty walk towards his limousine before dispersing in their separate directions.

We hear brand new music beginning to play.....It's Jess Bailey! J.B. is scheduled to take on Blaze here tonight in a Diva match. She walks down to the ring wearing attire that leaves little to the imagination. J.B. climbs inside to a series of cat calls and whistles....she grabs a microphone from one of the sound tech guys. She stands in the middle of the ring and cocks her hip as she begins to speak.

"Let me first say......thank you to the crowd. They seem to know a real diva when they see one. There's some other poser bitch in the back.....which I'll take out here in a second. But before I mop the ring with that hoochie....I have an announcement.

I....J.B.....am now offering my managerial services to any superstar out there who needs.....assistance. Of course, we would have to see eye-to-eye on a couple of things. First....I'm no girly-girl. I probably have a bigger set of balls than most of you guys.....so don't coddle me. Second...I will do whatever it takes to win.....and I do mean whatever! And last but not least....I know that most of you guys aren't used to talking to women without giving your credit card info, so you're not always the brightest to work with. However, I have the knowledge necessary to take the right person to the top of this business. So.....anyone that can handle it....contact me.

As for that Funazz kissing bitch, Blaze.... Why don't you get your skanky ass down here so that I can kick it!!"



Blaze vs. Jess Bailey

And here comes Blaze, with a stern look on her face. She is running out towards the ring, looking dazzling as ever. The crowd cheers as she climbs onto the apron and hops the top rope. The referee calls for the bell and this match is underway.

Blaze sticks out her hand for a test of strength, but Jess smacks the hand away. Jess with a kick to the kidney region of Blaze followed by a flurry of punches to Blaze. Jess Irish Whips Blaze, Blaze goes off the ropes and gets caught with a drop toe hold by Jess Bailey. Jess goes for the pin. 1…2.. But no 3. Jess picks up Blaze but gets a shoulder to the gut.

Blaze with a single leg takedown on Jess Bailey. Off the ropes goes Blaze for a running senton splash. Blaze goes for the pin. 1…2. not even close! Blaze Irish Whips Jess Bailey and hits a huge belly to belly suplex sending JB halfway across the ring. Blaze walks over to Bailey but gets pulled into the ropes. Blaze gets up and is met by a gruesome looking DDT by Jess Bailey. This one looks like it’s over. 1…2…3! NO! Blaze gets her shoulder up.

Jess with a right hand followed by a right from Blaze. Jess follows with another right hand, and another followed by a forearm and a haymaker. Jess Irish Whips Blaze. Jess ducks a Blaze clothesline, Blaze bounces off the opposite ropes and is hit with a hip toss. Jess with a high angle dropkick to the chest of Blaze. Jess goes for the pin 1…2.. no 3 this time.

Jess climbs the top rope and Blaze starts to come her feet…. OH MY GOD!!! Jess just hit a moonsault onto Blaze! WAIT! Blaze caught Jess and flipped Jess to her feet. Blaze kicks Jess in the midsection. Blaze hits a huge double Powerbomb pin, she calls that the “Blaze of Glory!” Blaze goes for the pin. 1…2…3!

"The winner of this match.......Blaze!!!"

Blaze has pulled out a victory here over a mouthy J.B. It seems as if these two could be starting some bad blood here as J.B. pauses to flip Blaze off. Blaze backs up the entrance ramp and just blows J.B. a kiss.



Mortis vs. Mikey

Ok folks…….it's time for our main event of the evening. What a show we've had here tonight. We have new #1 contenders for the tag team titles….Revolution has added a new member…Society is holding a series of interviews for a possible new member…there is going to be a Texas Death match at our next pay-per-view…..and we also just got done seeing a great diva match. All that's left is.....well, let's find out..…

This match came about from the gigantic feud between Revolution and Society. Mortis and Bruno won the Tag Team Titles off of Rip and Mikey Jones. Through the weeks there have been some hellacious matches between the factions. At Fear during the faction war match, Mikey was driven through the Spanish announcer table. Mortis put Mikey away using the Skull Splitter…..and now Mikey is looking for some payback. Let's go down to ringside….

"Ladies and Gentlemen….this next match is one fall…with a one hour time limit. First, making his way to the ring……Mikey Jones!!!"

The crowd showing their support to Mikey as he trots to the ring. He climbs in and hops up on the middle turnbuckle waving to the fans. He stretches for a second then faces squarely towards the entrance waiting for Mortis.

"And his opponent…one half of the RSA Tag Team Champions…The Executioner of Society……Mortis!!!

The lights go pitch black and smoke fills the arena. Mortis is seen through a tunnel of red light as he stalks his way towards the ring. The crowd seems mesmerized by his entrance, but starts to boo a little louder as the lights fade up. Mortis stops at the base of the ring just staring at Mikey. Mikey is yelling at Mortis…..challenging him to bring it. The crowd is reacting to something…..what the…? Dear God….Mikey! Look behind you!! The masked man from Fear is here wielding a chair….and standing behind Mikey in the ring. Mikey must be too preoccupied with Mortis to notice…….wham!! Mikey is decked from behind! Mortis reaches under the ring and pulls out another chair. He slides into the ring where the masked man is waiting. The referee has already called for the bell stating that this is definitely a no-contest. Hell the match never even officially started.

Without words, Mortis and the mystery man begin sharing chair shots on Mikey back and forth. Mikey is laying inside the ring, helpless to defend himself. Mortis goes to the corner and rips off the turnbuckle cover. The masked man runs with Mikey and……ooooh. He just slammed Mikey's head into that exposed turnbuckle. Mikey just collapses into a heap on the canvas. The masked man slides outside the ring and grabs the ring bell away from the timekeeper. He sets it in the center of the mat. Mortis lifts Mikey up on his shoulder and places his own feet on either side of the bell. Noooooo! Mortis is going to…….Good God!! Skull Splitter on the ring bell!! Mikey is gushing blood all over the place…..he's seriously injured here. This is such an abhorrent site set before us. I've never been so sick to my stomach…..Society has just gone way and beyond all decency here. Mortis and the masked man are just standing over the lifeless, bloody mess of a body that is supposed to be Mikey. Security guards are desperately piling into the ring. They're attempting to administer first aid to Mikey Jones………as the screen fades to black.

StoneColdChris
June 2nd, 2006, 2:30 AM
Odyssesy
July 9th

Main Event:
Texas Death Match for the RSA title
Chris Lemchi(c) vs Nattydred
If Chris loses, he leaves RSA forever

Jetta
June 2nd, 2006, 4:39 AM
great debut i have, i lost ....

Tha Kyd
June 2nd, 2006, 7:59 AM
Odyssesy

July 9th


Main Event:
Texas Death Match for the RSA title
Chris Lemchi(c) vs Nattydred
If Chris loses, he leaves RSA forever

OMFG!!! I should be in that title match cuz it's my birthday... No matter... I'm sure Natty'll think of a good b-day present.

Holy_Hopkins
June 2nd, 2006, 8:00 AM
Why the arse would Chris leave if he loses? He's never lost to Natty, and i'm going to have a guess here that he won't at Odyssesy....

Neither will Vallance

:D

Tha Kyd
June 2nd, 2006, 8:02 AM
Aren't you the enemy? Ridicule them now Hopkins, or I'll get your son Dave in here.

Holy_Hopkins
June 2nd, 2006, 8:09 AM
If it made sense the whole of the society would rush out and beat the crap outta Chris....:p

:squint: who the hell is Dave :shifty:

Next Show - The crowning of your International Champion :hyper: feel the tension.

Aeida
June 2nd, 2006, 8:11 AM
If it made sense the whole of the society would rush out and beat the crap outta Chris....:p

:squint: who the hell is Dave :shifty:

Next Show - The crowning of your International Champion :hyper: feel the tension.


:dead: Are we gonna have to start calling you King Hoppy now?

Holy_Hopkins
June 2nd, 2006, 8:23 AM
Nah.... you can call me that after i wiiiiin king of the ring :cool:

(didn't we just have a King of the ring tournament??)

Tha Kyd
June 2nd, 2006, 9:59 AM
If it made sense the whole of the society would rush out and beat the crap outta Chris....:p

:squint: who the hell is Dave :shifty:

Next Show - The crowning of your International Champion :hyper: feel the tension.

Dave Hopkins? who alligned with the Society?

Holy_Hopkins
June 2nd, 2006, 10:07 AM
Now lets never talk about that again.....

I'll have you know that was a raelistic and grand way of writing me out for my holidays :cool: :ashamed:

Tha Kyd
June 2nd, 2006, 10:08 AM
so you fired yourself? What did you do that was so bad Hopkins?

Holy_Hopkins
June 2nd, 2006, 10:25 AM
Went on holiday to America :cool:

Story was just a cheap way of getting Slare to be in charge until I came back.... Anyway wrong place and spamming and stuff.

FaSho34
June 2nd, 2006, 11:05 AM
OMFG!!! I should be in that title match cuz it's my birthday... No matter... I'm sure Natty'll think of a good b-day present.

You are jobbing to Chann :D

Tha Kyd
June 2nd, 2006, 11:25 AM
You are jobbing to Chann :D

Go back to where you came from... Oh I forgot, you hate pussy so your afraid of the womb. Oops sorry.

FaSho34
June 2nd, 2006, 11:30 AM
Go back to where you came from... Oh I forgot, you hate pussy so your afraid of the womb. Oops sorry.

Nevermind...

Tha Kyd
June 2nd, 2006, 11:37 AM
I don't appreciate Kittens either.... But I am afraid that you cannot go back to where you came from, you may end up with an STD

I'm sorry what the fuck was that?


*Moves to GD thread.

viva_la_raza
June 2nd, 2006, 12:22 PM
Nah.... you can call me that after i wiiiiin king of the ring :cool:

(didn't we just have a King of the ring tournament??)

No, we had a RSA Title tourney...King Of THe RIng is much different :D

:shifty:

StoneColdChris
June 2nd, 2006, 12:55 PM
Odyssesy.....

Natty and myself, going at it for the 5th, count 'em 1,2,3,4, 5, time. You see Nat, at Odyssesy, it's not going to be different than all of 4 time I have beaten you.

One year ago, I made you say I quit. I quit, I quit, I quit, you said. I made you scream it so hard and loud, even the penguins in the Artic heard you. Yet they following month, you got a no. 1 contenders match for the RSA title, and I didn't. But I was able to sneak my way into the elimination chamber after I beat you for the second time in a No DQ. Then came our third match after Interact, where I beat you for the third time and became number contender for Dazz, and yet you still managed to get in that match and it became a triple threat. Then at the RWC reunion show, I beat you again to show everybody who the man of RWC was, and still you got a title opportunity, and I was left off Destiny

So now at the one year anniversary of the RSA ppv where I made you say I quit, I'm going to finish what I started. I'm going to show the world who really deserves the RSA title which I am currently hold for the 2nd time. And Natty, you say you are going to beat me, well let me explain the rules to you of a TEXAS DEATH MATCH, first you have to beat your opponent 1,2,3, which you have never done to me ever, and then after that that opponent must be knocked out for a count of 10. So Natty good luck, cuz you aren't going to win. You must be crazy to think I'm going anywhere, because these people need me. I'm their WRESTLING HERO, THEIR SAVIOR, I put there asses into the seats. They come to see me, not you. You and I both know if I leave they leave, so Natty I ain't going nowhere, and you headed straight to loser town and that goddamit, is the TRUTH!

But until then, I'm going to make your life a living hell. Next week on Friday Night Society, I got the perfect main event which RSA management has let me do, its PICK YOUR POISON. You will face an opponent of my choice, and being the smart man that I am, I'm not telling you till next week, who you will be facing. Good luck preparing for that, but I'll give you something to prepare for, its a No DQ match. See you next week, haha

Punisher
June 2nd, 2006, 7:24 PM
Ms. Jess Bailey. I saw your match against Blaze and I must say I was very impressed. You may have lost but you caught my eye. I also see you're interested in being a valet for someone. Look no further. I hate Blaze as much as you do. That bitch cost me my Ambulance match against Peacepipe. With my help I'll make sure that you can get rid of Blaze. And with your help maybe I can start winning again.

Yea that's right. I'll admit it. It's been a while since I've won a match. Hell, I don't know when the last time I won a match was. I really want to snap my losing streak. It is starting to drive me crazy. Everywhere I go people ask me, "When are you going to win Punisher? What happened to the old Punisher? What happened to the Punisher who put on 5 star matches with Rip?" And truthfully....I don't know where that guy went. And truthfully...I don't know if he can ever come back.

I realize it is no longer me being screwed. I looked back. Vallence beat me clean. I flat out lost. There is no excuse. I went from being an International Championship contender to falling out of the race completely. If there was a "B" show on RSA I'd be on it.

But it is time for me to try and turn my career around. See the thing about me is I've been bland. I haven't done anything worth noticing around here since the Rip match in what, January? It's time I do something. Next show, I'm going to make my impact. Every RSA superstar is on notice. Because I know EXACTLY who I'm going to attack. And I know EXACTLY where I will attack them. And SOMEONE will be shocked when they see that the Punisher has comed from no where to kick a little ass and have a little blast.

Next week...I'm going to raise some hell and let lose...and you've got the Punisher's Promise on that!

Jetta
June 2nd, 2006, 9:33 PM
Well, Punisher, i heard what you had to say. And I would love to be your manager, I would love to get back at Blaze and Help you get out of your losing streak. It will be a challenge but i love challenges.

Punisher you are one lucky guy, Becuase now you have me as your manager

and to the rest of the locker room, its too bad you missed your chance, to be managed by the greastest manager ever... ME!

Tha Kyd
June 2nd, 2006, 9:52 PM
Well, Punisher, i heard what you had to say. And I would love to be your manager, I would love to get back at Blaze and Help you get out of your losing streak. It will be a challenge but i love challenges.

Punisher you are one lucky guy, Becuase now you have me as your manager


Crazy little girl, I really don't think anyone can get Punisher on the track that he once was.... Wait, never was. Rip isn't a noteworthy competitor in this company, so yeah, your straw was extremely short, much like Punisher's penis, and your chances to beating Blaze. So it's suggested that you sit your little ass down, and let the big people walk all over you. OK? OK!! Buh-Bye!

The Dord
June 2nd, 2006, 10:10 PM
*You see Crazy Larry behind stage in the locker room, but the door is closed*

Crazy Larry: (in a crazy, but demonic voice) I have no kluwe, I have no kluwe, I have no kluwe, I have no kluwe, I have no kluwe, I have no kluwe, I have no kluwe, I have no kluwe, I have no kluwe, I have no kluwe, I have no kluwe, I have no kluwe, I have no kluwe, I have no kluwe, I have no kluwe, I have no kluwe, I have no kluwe, I have no kluwe, I have no kluwe, I have no kluwe. Hahahahaha. Bunnies we are going to find him!

*Crazy Larry runs out of the door with his hands bloody. The camera pans on piece of paper, next to a picture of kluwe with pins and needles through it, in his own blood saying:

"Kluwe is dead, Kluwe must die, Kluwe will bleed, Kluwe is dead, Kluwe must die, Kluwe will bleed, Kluwe is dead, Kluwe must die, Kluwe will bleed, Kluwe is dead, Kluwe must die, Kluwe will bleed, Kluwe is dead, Kluwe must die, Klue will bleed, Kluwe is dead, Kluwe must die, Kluwe will bleed, Kluwe is dead, Kluwe must die, Kluwe will bleed, Kluwe is dead, Kluwe must die, Kluwe will bleed."

Punisher
June 2nd, 2006, 10:12 PM
Funazz, I wish for one day you would just shut your ass up. You see don't you remember the show me and Rip put on at Exodus. What were you doing on that show? Oh yeah, you jobbed out to Slare in a 2/3 falls match 2-0. Funazz I know I'm in a bit of a slide. So I picked up a manager. I help her out, she helps me out. It's not going to be like with you and Blaze where Blaze does your dirty work and you don't help her out and she goes and helps other people.

See I am confident in Bailey's abilities to help me reach the top. I am confident that together we could be one of the best wrestler/manager groups in not only the history of RSA but the history of this business. And like I said earlier...it all starts with my huge impact this week. And no Funazz it's not going to be you I attack, although you'd be lucky if it was.

Oh and at least I'm with a woman who actually says something and shows up!

Jetta
June 3rd, 2006, 12:11 AM
Listen here Funazz, who do you think you are? butting into my bussiness, i dont care about you or what you have to say. All i care about is getting back at Blaze and Making sure Punisher wins.

Now you have got me angry, and you are now on my bad side, along with your slut Blaze. And You shouldnt have got on my bad side, Becuase bad things happen when people are in my bad side, really bad things!!!

PeacePipe
June 3rd, 2006, 12:33 AM
We see Peacepipe leaning in the hallway as Oni Chann passes by.

Hey Oni! I have a joke for you.

Ok.

Knock knock!

Um...who's there?

Owen!

Owen who?

Owen five, Mutha Fucka!!!! Ha ha ha ha ha

You can't seem to win a match can you? Sorry about your luck. I've got bigger friers to fish right now though. Believe you me. I'm off to see the wizard this next week for the chance to pick up some gold belts. See ya! Wouldn't wanna be ya!

Peacepipe skips down the hall while whistling the theme to "Ding Dong, The Witch Is Dead".

Bluegunn
June 3rd, 2006, 1:19 AM
We see Peacepipe leaning in the hallway as Oni Chann passes by.

Hey Oni! I have a joke for you.

Ok.

Knock knock!

Um...who's there?

Owen!

Owen who?

Owen five, Mutha Fucka!!!! Ha ha ha ha ha

You can't seem to win a match can you? Sorry about your luck. I've got bigger friers to fish right now though. Believe you me. I'm off to see the wizard this next week for the chance to pick up some gold belts. See ya! Wouldn't wanna be ya!

Peacepipe skips down the hall while whistling the theme to "Ding Dong, The Witch Is Dead".

That just made absolutly no sence what so ever. By the way, I don't remember ever asking you for a match did I. Don't worry though, let's see what kind of fish you gonna fry if you can't even catch one. Fasho, we had them where we wanted them. I swear that I was there. One second faster and I would have had them pinned. How about again? One more tag match. You, and me against the tag champs next week. Non title match? If we win, we get a shot against the winner of the tag title match.

viva_la_raza
June 3rd, 2006, 5:29 AM
Odyssesy.....

Natty and myself, going at it for the 5th, count 'em 1,2,3,4, 5, time. You see Nat, at Odyssesy, it's not going to be different than all of 4 time I have beaten you.

One year ago, I made you say I quit. I quit, I quit, I quit, you said. I made you scream it so hard and loud, even the penguins in the Artic heard you. Yet they following month, you got a no. 1 contenders match for the RSA title, and I didn't. But I was able to sneak my way into the elimination chamber after I beat you for the second time in a No DQ. Then came our third match after Interact, where I beat you for the third time and became number contender for Dazz, and yet you still managed to get in that match and it became a triple threat. Then at the RWC reunion show, I beat you again to show everybody who the man of RWC was, and still you got a title opportunity, and I was left off Destiny

So now at the one year anniversary of the RSA ppv where I made you say I quit, I'm going to finish what I started. I'm going to show the world who really deserves the RSA title which I am currently hold for the 2nd time. And Natty, you say you are going to beat me, well let me explain the rules to you of a TEXAS DEATH MATCH, first you have to beat your opponent 1,2,3, which you have never done to me ever, and then after that that opponent must be knocked out for a count of 10. So Natty good luck, cuz you aren't going to win. You must be crazy to think I'm going anywhere, because these people need me. I'm their WRESTLING HERO, THEIR SAVIOR, I put there asses into the seats. They come to see me, not you. You and I both know if I leave they leave, so Natty I ain't going nowhere, and you headed straight to loser town and that goddamit, is the TRUTH!

But until then, I'm going to make your life a living hell. Next week on Friday Night Society, I got the perfect main event which RSA management has let me do, its PICK YOUR POISON. You will face an opponent of my choice, and being the smart man that I am, I'm not telling you till next week, who you will be facing. Good luck preparing for that, but I'll give you something to prepare for, its a No DQ match. See you next week, haha


July 2005...Old Business New Beginnings

Your right Chris, your dead right. This was the PPV where you made me scream "I Quit", in front of all those fans, in front of all those people watching at home, after months and months of build up stemming from our days in RWC. It was a match for the ages Chris, one I look back on with great pride, pride that I could take part, pride that I could take my rival to the very limit.

However, I havn't forgotten the fact that I have never beaten you Mr Lemchi. Never. I've come close of course...but never have been able to make that pinfall on your Texan be-hind. And I can hear you asking "Whats any different about this match Nat...whats makes you so sure this will end your drought..."

Well, I'll tell you Chris. One thing...that thing I have been chasing since the first day in this business....and somehow it has eluded me in my time here.....the RSA Title. In all four of our other matches, nothing was on the line....except pride...suddenly Chris this match, against my biggest rival, is for the biggest title of them all.

Now I'm not going to promise my fans victory, I can't assure them that, I can't promise that on the day the self proclaimed 'wrestling saviour' is going to be beaten in the middle of the ring, or promise he is going to quit the company. What I can promise, is promise them i will give it my all, more than that even..120%, 150%, 200%, whatever percent you want me to give and I'll give it, whether I'm bleeding profusely from all areas of my body, whether every limb on my body is throbbing, whether everymuscle is torn or bone broken, whether my final chance of winning the RSA Title is fading....you will see Natty Dred give it his all

There's a commen saying, one that I've heard many different times yet have never seen a time when it could be used so effectivly

"Cometh the hour, Cometh the man"

Chris, time is ticking away until Odyssesy, are you ready?

viva_la_raza
June 3rd, 2006, 5:33 AM
FRIDAY NIGHT SOCEITY

Card Subject to change

Pick Your Posion Match
Natty Dred vs ???????

RSA Tag Team Titles
Bruno and Mortis (C) vs Peacepipe and Funazz w/Blaze

Punisher w/Jess Bailey vs Aeida

Fasho w/Oni Chann vs Rip

Plus, 'The Legendary' Matt Vallance makes a huge announcement concerning the next RSA PPV...

International Champion Hopkins Title Ceremony

Natts Chat, featuring the new General Manager, who will be announced into the company just before Nat's Pick Your Poison match. The big question is, who will it be? The question has been raging for days now, and nobody seems sure as to who it may be...

Mikey_Jones
June 3rd, 2006, 5:44 AM
Well well well. I get a 1 on 1 match-up with you Stealth with all of Society barred. And they were. No-one interfered during the match

COS THERE WAS NO DAMN MATCH!

Before I even got a chance to get revenge that masked man came in and took me out. Then, you Skull Crushered me onto the ring bell. Well, I have some bad news. The ring bell went to hospital but he didn't make it. You killed the ring bell.

OH MY GOD! YOU KILLED BELLY!

But I haven't got my hands on you yet. And that's pissing me off. So, this week on Friday Night Society, I don't want you Stealth. I want that masked man. Me and him. One on One. EVERYONE barred from ringside. No-one there. At all. No photographers. No mangers. No friends. No-one. Just me and him. One on one.

But I don't know who you are. So lets go through possible suspects:

Natty

Well, that was easy. You see Nat, ain't it "convienient" that you decide to "leave" just before my match? And how a masked man comes in and attacks me? Where were you Nat? And why didn't you help me out?

Looks like I need to have eyes in the back of my head...

Leesh
June 3rd, 2006, 6:03 AM
Victorious.

Bet you'd love a taste of it, wouldn't you Punisher, no? Maybe if you said less and brought more, you'd be getting somewhere. I've been keeping to myself, training hard, and it has paid off. Miss Bailey can attest to that, can she not?

It seems a certain somebody is looking for revenge because she didn't win. Even after running her mouth! It also seems that Punisher has aquired Miss Bailey's "services". There is a pairing made in hell. I have no doubt that they will work well together and be out to destroy me.

And as for the "Funazz kissing bitch" comment, well, since I'm in such a good mood, I'll let it slide.

But now, down to business. I am challenging Miss Bailey to a hardcore match at Odyssesy. And to make you seem more at home Jess, why don't we make it a bra and panties match? I'm positive that, as usual, you will enjoy having your ass caned.

Hell, Punisher, why don't you join in? You always seem to have your panties in a wad. Consider it an option, if you feel you need to get your winning streak running again. You're always in with a chance.

Now you're both really going to get burned.

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Aeida
June 3rd, 2006, 7:24 AM
130 Days I have been standing strong as the International Champion 130 chances to prove it was my position in the card, that I rightfully earned my position., until Hopkins took it upon himself to cheat me out of everything I worked hard to accomplish.

Now with it all gone, I am being ignored, underused and underappreciated, even by my own team. Natty even went as far as putting me in a match with Punisher, a guy who has amounted to nothing aside from persuading the newest Diva his not the loser we all know he is. Well so be it, if I have to rebuild my credibility enough so I can simply activate my rematch clause so be it, I will begin it be defeating you, and prove to everyone I don’t deserve to be considered equal to you.

Punisher
June 3rd, 2006, 10:49 AM
Woo, Aeida I can't wait for Friday. Me against you once again. Now this may seem like "just another match" to the fans. But you and me both know this is big. You've just lost your title, and feel you have to prove something to everyone to gain back your respect. I have to find my winning ways. And I'm confident in the abilities in myself.....and my valet.

Remember the last time we met up Aeida? Me vs. you. Destiny. International Championship on the line. You did indeed win that match. But do you remember why you won that match? It was because of Mortis. He nailed me with that mist. And we now know that that wasn't accidental. So I did indeed get screwed. But I won't this time. See, I know Jess' abilities and I know that with her help, with her in my corner not screwing me up like Mortis, I will come out of Friday Night Society victorious.

And unlike you Aeida....I've got other things planned for the night as well...........

Takerholic
June 3rd, 2006, 2:51 PM
Hey Punisher, how about instead of you and Aeida one on one, you and I team up, and he finds someone to tag with?

Punisher
June 3rd, 2006, 3:13 PM
Hey Punisher, how about instead of you and Aeida one on one, you and I team up, and he finds someone to tag with?
You know Zook I like the way you think. So what do you say Aeida. Me and Zook against you and a partner of your choice?

Punisher
June 3rd, 2006, 9:27 PM
Punisher is currently standing in the ring at a house show hosting Punisher's Place.

Hello everyone. And welcome to Punisher's Place. This segment will air at a later time on RSA TV. Now here's the point. I am going to bring out the most worthy guest possible. She is my new valet. Ladies and gentlemen...bow down to the best manager to ever grace this industry. Ms. Jess Bailey!


Jess Bailey comes out to the ring and gives Punisher a nice kiss on the cheek. Punishers does a fake faint.

Well, Jess I'm so happy you've decided to offer me your services and manage me. You are by far the best manager this business has ever seen!

Yea, that's right baby!

It's too bad there seems to be a wannabe you running around by the name of Blaze. Looks like she's challenged you to a hardcore bra and panties match at RSA's next PPV, Odyssey, on July 9th! I just want to know.....are you scared?

Oooo, yea I'm really shaking in my boots babe. Blaze, do you really think I'm scared of your slutty ass? I accept your challenge but I guarantee you I'm going to win. This crowd doesn't deserve to see my beautiful body in my bra and panties. And....they won't.

Well, I for one definitley believe you. You're going to kick her ass!

Your dam right. Hey baby, don't you have a suprise planned this week too?

Oh I'm glad you brought that up. I just want to remind everyone that this suprise is going to help my career and shock all of you. You may not agree with it but I'm going to do whatever I want. The only person who matters if she doesnt' agree with me is Jess.

And you know that I totally agree with your decision.

Yea...so all of RSA better prepare as me and Jess take RSA by storm.


Punisher and Jess Bailey share a kiss as they leave the arena to a chorus of boos

Leesh
June 4th, 2006, 5:10 AM
Wow! The feeling of arrogance has certainly clouded the room now, hasn't it?

Since Punisher has now finished his self absorbed promo about being a sore loser, maybe the rest of us can get back to what we were doing.

But, to be honest I was kind of enjoying the mass of self worth that was going on in here tonight.. Punisher, you believe you're god's gift to the squared circle, with apparently the best manager in the world who has yet to do anything, or even win a match!

But, I must admit... I am curious to what your surprise is.

And the reason being, I was wondering when the Women's Title was finally going to debut! Now you too can have a taste of success! Trust me, you'll fit right in. Never have I met a person who complains and whines so much. Even my girlfriends don't run their mouths as much as you do. I look forward to this.

And Jess... Well, what can I say! You should be shaking in your boots sweetheart! You can't be that smart if you deliberately pair yourself up with Punisher, so stripping you down to your bra and Punisher's panties should not be too difficult a task.

Stealth
June 4th, 2006, 9:44 AM
Well well well. I get a 1 on 1 match-up with you Stealth with all of Society barred. And they were. No-one interfered during the match

COS THERE WAS NO DAMN MATCH!

Before I even got a chance to get revenge that masked man came in and took me out. Then, you Skull Crushered me onto the ring bell. Well, I have some bad news. The ring bell went to hospital but he didn't make it. You killed the ring bell.

OH MY GOD! YOU KILLED BELLY!

But I haven't got my hands on you yet. And that's pissing me off. So, this week on Friday Night Society, I don't want you Stealth. I want that masked man. Me and him. One on One. EVERYONE barred from ringside. No-one there. At all. No photographers. No mangers. No friends. No-one. Just me and him. One on one.

But I don't know who you are. So lets go through possible suspects:

Natty

Well, that was easy. You see Nat, ain't it "convienient" that you decide to "leave" just before my match? And how a masked man comes in and attacks me? Where were you Nat? And why didn't you help me out?

Looks like I need to have eyes in the back of my head...



Hmmmmmmmmm.....

Mikey.....in front of all these witnesses, I would really like to apologize....



To the ring bell!!

You must have really hit your head hard, cause you're starting to sound like Peacepipe....without the drugs. You hallucinate about a masked man.....and then you call him out for a match. I hate to disappoint you Mr. Jones......but this delusion of granduer isn't going to happen. So go ahead and stand in the middle of that ring this next week. However since no one will be showing up..........I guess you'll just have to beat yourself.

And Peacepip....my long time training partner. We will see each other in the ring come Friday. Looking forward to it............

Holy_Hopkins
June 4th, 2006, 5:30 PM
Ladies and Gentleman, Boys and Girls (and the Mikster) I am proud to announce my OFFICIAL IN ceremony will take place live at Friday Night Society bringing an element of grace to sold out American arena... Yes grace in America, amazing some might say.

Anyway my BIG announcement is that IN legend, a man who held the title numerous times in RWC, OceansMafia will official present the title to me. See you Friday. :wave:

The Dord
June 4th, 2006, 5:56 PM
*You see backstage footage of Crazy Larry looking around, haphazardly and insanely*

*Crazy Larry Looks into a Garbage bin*

Crazy Larry: Not here bunnies.

*Crazy Larry Looks under a foldable table*

Crazy Larry: Not here bunnies.

*Crazy Larry moves to the ring, the arena empty at the moment*

*Crazy Larry Looks under the ring*

Crazy Larry: Not here bunnies.

*Crazy Larry sits in the ring, rocking back and forth, drooling and cross-eyed*

Crazy Larry: Where is kluwe? Bunnies can't find him, we want to give him present! Much Pain, Much Anguish, Much Torture.

*Crazy Larry then gets up and beats his head on the turnbuckles, one by one, looking for attention. He now speaks in a demonic and crazy voice.*

Crazy Larry: Kluwe is dead, Kluwe must die, Kluwe will bleed, Kluwe is dead, Kluwe must die, Kluwe will bleed, Kluwe is dead, Kluwe must die, Kluwe will bleed, Kluwe is dead, Kluwe must die, Kluwe will bleed, Kluwe is dead, Kluwe must die, Kluwe will bleed, Kluwe is dead, Kluwe must die, Kluwe will bleed, Kluwe is dead, Kluwe must die, Kluwe will bleed, Kluwe is dead, Kluwe must die, Kluwe will bleed.

*Footage Ends*

Tha Kyd
June 5th, 2006, 7:58 AM
Wow! The feeling of arrogance has certainly clouded the room now, hasn't it?


Since Punisher has now finished his self absorbed promo about being a sore loser, maybe the rest of us can get back to what we were doing.


But, to be honest I was kind of enjoying the mass of self worth that was going on in here tonight.. Punisher, you believe you're god's gift to the squared circle, with apparently the best manager in the world who has yet to do anything, or even win a match!


But, I must admit... I am curious to what your surprise is.


And the reason being, I was wondering when the Women's Title was finally going to debut! Now you too can have a taste of success! Trust me, you'll fit right in. Never have I met a person who complains and whines so much. Even my girlfriends don't run their mouths as much as you do. I look forward to this.


And Jess... Well, what can I say! You should be shaking in your boots sweetheart! You can't be that smart if you deliberately pair yourself up with Punisher, so stripping you down to your bra and Punisher's panties should not be too difficult a task.




Blaze, lets go on a hunch and say she's blonde or at least blonde underneath all the dye.

Aeida
June 5th, 2006, 8:49 AM
You know Zook I like the way you think. So what do you say Aeida. Me and Zook against you and a partner of your choice?


You just get through a little speech about you having to prove that you would have beaten me in our In title match, and two seconds later you change your mind because another guy trying to prove his inadequacy in the ring wrong, asks you a favor because he doesn’t have a match on the card.... i got something to tell you Punisher.....

YOU'RE AN IDIOT!
And you know what, I don’t care if you, your little friend Zook, your harlot Jess, the full of himself king of the society or even the “legendary” SLARE stepped into the ring against me, you know it, I know it and the SOB who keeps blindsiding the Revolution knows that no matter that you do, no matter what you say, no matter what you throw at me, in the long run, you cant beat me.

You want you’re stupid little tag match, but there is a problem. We all know that that is impossible, all the Revolution is scheduled in another match or, are unfortunately not in the position to fight anyone… not even you guys. So how about this, you’re on for your match, you guys vs. me, I got no problem with it, as for my partner, well as far as I see it I don’t need a partner against you two... three… however many of you idiots feel like getting involved. So let’s just leave that part of the contract blank. If the circumstance happens where magically a partner that doesn’t hate me comes along, what the hell he or even she can join in; as long as they have a problem with any one of you and want a ring side seat to your ass whooping.

Leesh
June 5th, 2006, 11:22 AM
Well isn't this an interesting proposition.

A chance opening in a match against a man, I purely despise. Aeida, consider the invitation filled, if it still applies.

And just to let Punisher know, you don't have to get Lassie over there to do your dirty work. Or you don't want to step in the ring again?

I'm sure you think i'm stalking you now. But you know, I wouldn't call it that...

I would call it harrassment. Like the manner in which you handled me in our first match together. Nothing but a sexist pig and a loser. Bet it hurts, doesn't it?

And it doesn't end here. It ends when you're in the ring, flat on your back, where you belong.

Rip
June 5th, 2006, 5:45 PM
You want you’re stupid little tag match, but there is a problem. We all know that that is impossible, all the Revolution is scheduled in another match or, are unfortunately not in the position to fight anyone… not even you guys.



Not a problem mate, if it means pulling double duty to get my hands on those two I'll take it, hell I can beat boring Norman in my sleep, which is just as well since thats the effect his promos have on me, and as for Punisher what can I say, every time we get together it's a party.

What do you say Punisher, one more time?

Punisher
June 5th, 2006, 6:31 PM
Alright guys. My manager Jess Bailey wants in on this too. So what do you say? Punisher, Zook, and Jess Bailey vs. Aeida & Rip. But I swear once one of you lay your hands on Jess' beautiful body you will get your ass kicked hard. Why don't you guys add Blaze for the fun of it. 6 man tag match! Punisher, Zook, and Jess Bailey vs. Aeida, Rip, and Blaze.

Let's do it!

Tha Kyd
June 5th, 2006, 6:37 PM
Punisher is currently standing in the ring at a house show hosting Punisher's Place.

Hello everyone. And welcome to Punisher's Place. This segment will air at a later time on RSA TV. Now here's the point. I am going to bring out the most worthy guest possible. She is my new valet. Ladies and gentlemen...bow down to the best manager to ever grace this industry. Ms. Jess Bailey!


Jess Bailey comes out to the ring and gives Punisher a nice kiss on the cheek. Punishers does a fake faint.

Well, Jess I'm so happy you've decided to offer me your services and manage me. You are by far the best manager this business has ever seen!

Yea, that's right baby!

It's too bad there seems to be a wannabe you running around by the name of Blaze. Looks like she's challenged you to a hardcore bra and panties match at RSA's next PPV, Odyssey, on July 9th! I just want to know.....are you scared?

Oooo, yea I'm really shaking in my boots babe. Blaze, do you really think I'm scared of your slutty ass? I accept your challenge but I guarantee you I'm going to win. This crowd doesn't deserve to see my beautiful body in my bra and panties. And....they won't.

Well, I for one definitley believe you. You're going to kick her ass!

Your dam right. Hey baby, don't you have a suprise planned this week too?

Oh I'm glad you brought that up. I just want to remind everyone that this suprise is going to help my career and shock all of you. You may not agree with it but I'm going to do whatever I want. The only person who matters if she doesnt' agree with me is Jess.

And you know that I totally agree with your decision.

Yea...so all of RSA better prepare as me and Jess take RSA by storm.


Punisher and Jess Bailey share a kiss as they leave the arena to a chorus of boos


In response to the recent happenings of the Punisher/Bailey "look at us, we're blonde" segment, Funazz and Blaze chose to take some words of action themselves.


Standing in the ring, is clearly Funazz dressed (not very well) in Punisher's clothes.


Ladies and Nonladies, welcome to The Punisher Place. I'm your host, Punisher. Tonight we have a special guest. She's blonde, she fantabulous, she gives me and my buddies the best oral that we've had in our lives (this time being the first), Jessica Bailey.


Look over coming down the entrance ramp! It's Jessi-.... Blaze (dressed like Jess Bailey). She's prancing around jubilantly. She then begins to walk toward the crowd but the road agent turns her toward the ring. She must be very confused or just stupid in general


Oh my God, Punisher, you don't know how happy I am to be on your show!


Jessica, you don't know how happy I am that you are my sweet ass white bitch. You know Jessica, I think that we are the best looking couple here. Do you agree?


No!


Well why not Jess?


Because your a jobbing freak and I'm as smart as a book is useful


But Jess, books are the most useful things in the world besides food and water.


Really? I never bothered to pick one up. At least none without pretty pictures. :D


Jess begins to prance around the ring sparatically. She then begins to jump up and down, possibly forgetting that she's not wearing a bra.


Well Jess, how do you feel about the Hardcore Bra and Panties match that you will be having on July 9 at RSA Odyssey?


Well, I picked out a pretty dress that will blow her away.


But Jess, this is a hardcore match, you need a tactic that'll help you win.


How about my ability to sing. La LA LA ~LA~. But one thing Blaze should fear about me is that I'm not just another one of those stupid girls Pink sings about, I'm really a more down to Earth type.


There is the girl that I love!


Punisher and Jess begin to make out excessivly, with massive groaping. They almost take off their clothes but Punisher stops before it gets to that point.


I'm sorry, we are waiting until marriage like my mother said. Well, I think it's time that I bring out my next guest- Fasho!


PeacePipe walks down to the ring with a pair of black shades, a baret and carrying a pair of bongos. Fasho proceeds to play a very off-beat tune on the bongos and starts to dance (like a white boy)!


Now Fasho welco-


Shhh... You are in the precense of an actor! For the remainer period, you are only to not speak, but look at me in awe, as I am the greatest actor in existance.


But I invited you on the show to talk about Funazz. You know the man who could make me job in a second.


*gasps* You mean the one man who makes, all actors bow befor him? We the members of the Federal Actors Gild or F.A.G. believe that Funazz should be removed from the roster because he makes people like me seem incredibly weak and call on the help of people like jobbers such as Oni Chann to help win matches.


I like chewing gum!


I love you!


I love acting


No one likes you, you F.A.G. member!


Well, Punisher I think the first thing you should do to get you back on track to being the best is to combat the one man that made you great! Rip, the Zipper, that rhymes with Claudia Shifter!!! Oooohhh.... Bruno's title is so shiny!!! Too bad Funazz is gonna take them next week.


Well that's all the time we have for today! I'm your host Punisher!


I'm the babe that will probably be his demise.


And I'm the one who Funazz fears the most because I have a horrible life, and I fear that Molly will leave me for him.


And that's a wrap.

Punisher
June 5th, 2006, 6:48 PM
Wow, Funazz. Very nicely done. I must admit that was a very good imitation job. Actually......not really. Jess Bailey is far from a ditz. Not all hot girls are ditzes. She manages to be both hot and smart. She'll prove that to Blaze at Odyssey though.

As for you Funazz, it seems your trying to work into a feud with you. You want me to feud with you? Hell no. I am not going to reduce myself to the level of Funazz. And you know it.

And like I said...I have big plans for this Friday....very.....big....plans.

Tha Kyd
June 5th, 2006, 7:24 PM
Just for the record people, this is what my finisher looks like:

http://envious.sytes.net/Shell_shock.gif

It's the Shelley Shock but I'm calling it the Funazzastruction

Aeida
June 5th, 2006, 7:49 PM
Well that's all the time we have for today! I'm your host Punisher!


I'm the babe that will probably be his demise.




.... :spit:

Tha Kyd
June 5th, 2006, 7:56 PM
.... :spit:

Even Aeida knows it's true Punisher.

Aeida
June 5th, 2006, 8:01 PM
Even Aeida knows it's true Punisher.


That whole promo was class Funazz, write more like it

RomulusWolfe
June 6th, 2006, 11:35 AM
Name - Romulus Wolfe
Disposition - Heel
Moveset - Steve Austin
Finishers - Death Valley Driver, Swinging Neckbreaker

:)

Tha Kyd
June 6th, 2006, 12:05 PM
Wow, Funazz. Very nicely done. I must admit that was a very good imitation job. Actually......not really. Jess Bailey is far from a ditz. Not all hot girls are ditzes. She manages to be both hot and smart. She'll prove that to Blaze at Odyssey though.

As for you Funazz, it seems your trying to work into a feud with you. You want me to feud with you? Hell no. I am not going to reduce myself to the level of Funazz. And you know it.

And like I said...I have big plans for this Friday....very.....big....plans.


First of all I'd like to say hello to the new piece of trash that the cat dragged around. Mr. Wolfe, I suggest that you do us all a favor, and look at that man over there, you see him with his woman. They are the second biggest jobbers here in RSA. The first you ask? His name is Oni Chann. He's way out of your league. No I don't mean he's better than you, I mean he's out of your league meaning you don't touch feacies. It's disgusting and bad for your health.

Mr. Punisher.... That doesn't sound right, and damn right it shouldn't cuz it isn't.

:chin:

:chin:

:idea:

I've got it. Mr. Punished! It's perfect! And it suits you so well. So Mr. Punished, Jess Bailey isn't an asset to you. Well, maybe she is, I mean she's ubber hot, and she does beat Mollie in every catagory. And though she's not "stupid" and states she's more a "down to earth" kinda girl. I'm sure she does have some flaws. Lemme look through her file. I found it, didn't finish college.... Wait that's cuz she's still in school. Punisher you pedephiliac. You could get arrested for such things.

As for such plans, they couldn't be anything more than probably to announce that you will job horribly to Aeida even though it's already half the RSA roster vs. just him. So this suprise so to speak couldn't be anything important.

NOW! Bruno, Mortis, Society. Hmmm... Nothing special now isn't it. I don't see any menacing factor to it. First there is the excecutioner. Ooohhhh. I"m trembling. Strap me to a chair and electricute my ass. And Bruno. "My title is shiny!!!":wtf: . Listen, you guys will never live up to what the Society was. As far as I'm concerned the Society is dead.

D-E-D

Since Slare has left, there is nothing that will stand in my to obtain those titles, so to save yourself the humilation of defeat, you might as well hand over those belts right fucking now!

Takerholic
June 6th, 2006, 2:13 PM
Not a problem mate, if it means pulling double duty to get my hands on those two I'll take it, hell I can beat boring Norman in my sleep, which is just as well since thats the effect his promos have on me, and as for Punisher what can I say, every time we get together it's a party.

What do you say Punisher, one more time?


Beat me in you're sleep? Wasn't it you who I beat three weeks ago one on one? Wasn't it you who I put away for Hopkins to come in and sneak the pin? Who do you think you are? You talk a lot of trash, but when it comes time to get to buisiness, you choke. I may not be the new International champ, but neither are you. In fact, what have you done here? You joined the Revolution? I'm sorry, how does it feel to be the equivalent of a Pee-Wee football team playing in the Superbowl? Somehow you made it to the big show, but you're just not good enough yet.

RomulusWolfe
June 6th, 2006, 4:33 PM
First of all I'd like to say hello to the new piece of trash that the cat dragged around. Mr. Wolfe, I suggest that you do us all a favor, and look at that man over there, you see him with his woman. They are the second biggest jobbers here in RSA. The first you ask? His name is Oni Chann. He's way out of your league. No I don't mean he's better than you, I mean he's out of your league meaning you don't touch feacies. It's disgusting and bad for your health.


Ah. It seems, in Funazz, I've made a friend already! Barely in the RSA and already, you greet me. I'm honoured, oh yes, I'm honoured.

Wait... scratch that. You see, Funazz, first impressions shape up a person's opinion, you know... and yeah, you're a jackass.

Listen right up, you piece of cow dung, you genderally challenged baboon. I hope, I dearly, dearly, hope, that you can back up your words buddy. You see, I might be new, new to the RSA, but you see, all the heroes you watched as a kid, all the heros you creamed yourself over as you watched them wrestle, (staring probably at their bodies and not at the wrestling...), yeah, they were all new once too. Make no mistake, I'm unlike anything, anything, that you've ever seen.

And I'm sure, absolutely sure, you've heard this before. No doubt. However, I will, make no mistake, Funazz, (what kind of name is that? Really? Were you smoking the hash or something?) back everything that I ever say. That means, in case you're not using your family brain cell, that whenever I say I'm going to do something, you can guran-damn-tee it, buddy. Now, I've got better things to do with my time, but make no mistake, I look forward to meeting you in the ring... I look forward, to beating you in the ring, I look forward to stepping on your ass as I climb, that ladder, each rung, to the top.....

Tha Kyd
June 6th, 2006, 4:39 PM
Ah. It seems, in Funazz, I've made a friend already! Barely in the RSA and already, you greet me. I'm honoured, oh yes, I'm honoured.

Wait... scratch that. You see, Funazz, first impressions shape up a person's opinion, you know... and yeah, you're a jackass.

Listen right up, you piece of cow dung, you genderally challenged baboon. I hope, I dearly, dearly, hope, that you can back up your words buddy. You see, I might be new, new to the RSA, but you see, all the heroes you watched as a kid, all the heros you creamed yourself over as you watched them wrestle, (staring probably at their bodies and not at the wrestling...), yeah, they were all new once too. Make no mistake, I'm unlike anything, anything, that you've ever seen.

And I'm sure, absolutely sure, you've heard this before. No doubt. However, I will, make no mistake, Funazz, (what kind of name is that? Really? Were you smoking the hash or something?) back everything that I ever say. That means, in case you're not using your family brain cell, that whenever I say I'm going to do something, you can guran-damn-tee it, buddy. Now, I've got better things to do with my time, but make no mistake, I look forward to meeting you in the ring... I look forward, to beating you in the ring, I look forward to stepping on your ass as I climb, that ladder, each rung, to the top.....


I'd just like to start off by saying repitition does not do one well. In fact, I think it makes you seem like less of a threat. And my comments, I can without a doubt back them up, because you see, I WILL become the next RSA tag team champion along side my good friend PeacePipe. And I WILL defeat Fasho as soon as that referee gets his head out of the clouds. And what ladder could you possibly be talking about. I assume you must indeed be the high one because you have yet to step into the ring with me, myself and I. You think I am no one of importance. Kid, lesson 101, don't fuck with me. And at that I say, make friends, do well, and don't insult the teacher.



Ever again!

RomulusWolfe
June 6th, 2006, 4:57 PM
I'd just like to start off by saying repitition does not do one well. In fact, I think it makes you seem like less of a threat. And my comments, I can without a doubt back them up, because you see, I WILL become the next RSA tag team champion along side my good friend PeacePipe. And I WILL defeat Fasho as soon as that referee gets his head out of the clouds. And what ladder could you possibly be talking about. I assume you must indeed be the high one because you have yet to step into the ring with me, myself and I. You think I am no one of importance. Kid, lesson 101, don't fuck with me. And at that I say, make friends, do well, and don't insult the teacher.




Ever again!


:zzz:

Huh? What? Oh, you've finished talking. I'm sorry, it's just as soon as you opened your damn mouth you bored the hell out of me.

Right. First of all, be original, dumb-ass. Come up with your own catchphrase, wanna-be.
Now, you see, when you've got guys in the back (*cough*Steroids*cough) with big muscles, no balls and no brains, you find you need to repeat things. Helps get it through their pea-brain head if you know what I mean. Plus, it doesn't help that the crowd are full of backward Americans, does it? I'll point out, at this point, and I'll say this slow so you can understand, I'm here on talent and what nature gave me... and the lady was generous....
Now, you've been ranting on about winning the Tag Titles and beating this guy and that guy, and that's all good. Against the rest of these no-hopers, yeah, you can cut it, but, buddy, until you do step into the ring with me, whether I'm new or not, haha, high or not, you haven't proved yourself to me until you beat me, buddy...
Don't fuck with you? You're the teacher? Man, when I was in school, I ran the fecking school, and yeah, I'll run this place before long. Can't stop a rabid wolf, I'm the literal werewolf, in the flesh....

FaSho34
June 7th, 2006, 12:46 AM
All we see as of now is a bright white light. We then see images of Fa Sho as he is in the RSA, and the images pass by fast. We then see him holding the International title, and then we see the title turn into the World Heavyweight title. We then black out from this picture, with him holding that title. Then we hear Fa Sho’s voice.

I have been through a lot in my life… I lived on the streets as a child, I had to steal money to make a living, and that’s how I learned to street fight… but then I finally got enough money to get an education, so I went into wrestling, so I didn’t have to fist fight everyone, you know? You cannot just do that to defend yourself, but I had another passion in my life, which was acting… So I just did both of those activities, and look at me now, I am making so much money it is coming out of my ears, and now I got this idiot Funazz still trying to start a ruckus… isn’t once enough you little bastard!?! You seem to like to take a beating my boy, and I believe you are going to get the shit slapped out of you… but I am not sure, because about 98% of you seems to be shit, and the other two is hot air…

I have been in the wrestling business for a while, and these guys have some skills, I’d say you have myself, against you once more! How many times do I really need to knock you up!? Don’t you understand already that I am better than you are, and that no one cares about you, and we all actually hope you die and rot in hell? Well… I hope you end up dying a slowly and painful death Funazz, because with all of this shit I am going to end up doing… you will suffer slowly…. And more….

You and your little arguments with the new boy… By the way, welcome aboard kid, looks like you weren’t trained by Funazz, on the contrary, you made him look foolish as well, congrats go to you, and I really do hope I can get in the ring with you someday, I wanna see you in action! But as far as one thing goes, we both agree that Funazz sucks, and he should go back to work as the retarded Burger King Cashier, and he can go sell Apple Pies, and he can shove his no good career up his ass… career… he never had a career, and after he thinks he can beat me, STILL!!! He won’t have one for too long…

We then fade into a scene with Fa Sho sitting on a steal chair, as he has his elbows on his knees, and his head in his head. We see him with a focused look, and he then stands up, as we fade to black

Rip
June 7th, 2006, 2:47 AM
Beat me in you're sleep? Wasn't it you who I beat three weeks ago one on one? Wasn't it you who I put away for Hopkins to come in and sneak the pin? Who do you think you are? You talk a lot of trash, but when it comes time to get to buisiness, you choke.


Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.






Damn, fell asleep again, I tried Norman I really tried, one of these days mate I promise I'll get through your promo without the need for a shot of red bull to keep my eyes open.

Lets see if I can pick up the gist of it shall I?

Hmm you think you can beat me since you pulled of a win the other week with help from Bunny-Boy, and you think you can beat me as you blindsided me when I was about to claim the IN title? That about right?

Now Norman if I was you I wouldn't mention that because I ain't forgotten it and sometimr soon that little moment of madness is going to come back and hurt you, real bad son, real bad.

Of course that might not be a problem for you since your no doubt planning to quit soon, it must have been at least two weeks since you last took your toys and p*ssed of home is'nt it?

Face it Norman, no-one cares about what your were all they remember now is the guy who bitches about leaving but never has the balls to do it, the guy who can't let a match run clean, the guy who looks like shit in trunks without Cole Parker by his side to do the hard work, a guy who is so fucking desparate for backup he'd join the girl-guides if he thought they'd hold his hand in the ring.

Norman no-one cares who you were, but then again no-one cares who you are either.

See boy you've made a mistake, I'm sick of people moaning about what I've done since I came here, so I guess it's time I did something, and I've decided what I'm going to do...........

You Norman, your my new pet project, everytime you step in the ring you better be watching your back, everytime you walk down a corridor, everytime you turn out a light, coz Norman I'm going to make a statement out of you, I'm going to make sure no-one ever asks why I'm in Revolution, what I bring to the table, see it's all smiles and laughter now boy but I think it's about time someone got shown what I'm all about.

Its time to send a message, and congratulations Norman, you just volunteered to be my notepad, see I now don't care about matches, belts, factions, wrestlers, rings, rules, holds and GM's my only concern is making your short life Hell on Earth, well done Norman you finally pissed me off.

Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock

Time for you to go to school Norman,

Tick, Tock
Tick........

Takerholic
June 7th, 2006, 2:57 AM
Damn, fell asleep again, I tried Norman I really tried, one of these days mate I promise I'll get through your promo without the need for a shot of red bull to keep my eyes open.

Lets see if I can pick up the gist of it shall I?

Hmm you think you can beat me since you pulled of a win the other week with help from Bunny-Boy, and you think you can beat me as you blindsided me when I was about to claim the IN title? That about right?

Now Norman if I was you I wouldn't mention that because I ain't forgotten it and sometimr soon that little moment of madness is going to come back and hurt you, real bad son, real bad.

Of course that might not be a problem for you since your no doubt planning to quit soon, it must have been at least two weeks since you last took your toys and p*ssed of home is'nt it?

Face it Norman, no-one cares about what your were all they remember now is the guy who bitches about leaving but never has the balls to do it, the guy who can't let a match run clean, the guy who looks like shit in trunks without Cole Parker by his side to do the hard work, a guy who is so fucking desparate for backup he'd join the girl-guides if he thought they'd hold his hand in the ring.

Norman no-one cares who you were, but then again no-one cares who you are either.

See boy you've made a mistake, I'm sick of people moaning about what I've done since I came here, so I guess it's time I did something, and I've decided what I'm going to do...........

You Norman, your my new pet project, everytime you step in the ring you better be watching your back, everytime you walk down a corridor, everytime you turn out a light, coz Norman I'm going to make a statement out of you, I'm going to make sure no-one ever asks why I'm in Revolution, what I bring to the table, see it's all smiles and laughter now boy but I think it's about time someone got shown what I'm all about.

Its time to send a message, and congratulations Norman, you just volunteered to be my notepad, see I now don't care about matches, belts, factions, wrestlers, rings, rules, holds and GM's my only concern is making your short life Hell on Earth, well done Norman you finally pissed me off.

Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock

Time for you to go to school Norman,

Tick, Tock
Tick........


You may have fallen asleep during my promo, but it's not because it was boring. It's because you're the oldest superstar in RSA and it's hard for you to stay awake at anypoint during the day. Now I'm not going to waste my time talking about who cares about me and what you care about, I'm just going to say this, at Odyssey, you and I in a lumberjack match. Three of whomever you want, and I pick three as well. This way, if you get bored with me, you can go play on the outside of the ring too! Plus, we'll get a preview in out upcoming 6 person inter-gender tagmatch!

Tha Kyd
June 7th, 2006, 12:01 PM
All we see as of now is a bright white light. We then see images of Fa Sho as he is in the RSA, and the images pass by fast. We then see him holding the International title, and then we see the title turn into the World Heavyweight title. We then black out from this picture, with him holding that title. Then we hear Fa Sho’s voice.

I have been through a lot in my life… I lived on the streets as a child, I had to steal money to make a living, and that’s how I learned to street fight… but then I finally got enough money to get an education, so I went into wrestling, so I didn’t have to fist fight everyone, you know? You cannot just do that to defend yourself, but I had another passion in my life, which was acting… So I just did both of those activities, and look at me now, I am making so much money it is coming out of my ears, and now I got this idiot Funazz still trying to start a ruckus… isn’t once enough you little bastard!?! You seem to like to take a beating my boy, and I believe you are going to get the shit slapped out of you… but I am not sure, because about 98% of you seems to be shit, and the other two is hot air…

I have been in the wrestling business for a while, and these guys have some skills, I’d say you have myself, against you once more! How many times do I really need to knock you up!? Don’t you understand already that I am better than you are, and that no one cares about you, and we all actually hope you die and rot in hell? Well… I hope you end up dying a slowly and painful death Funazz, because with all of this shit I am going to end up doing… you will suffer slowly…. And more….

You and your little arguments with the new boy… By the way, welcome aboard kid, looks like you weren’t trained by Funazz, on the contrary, you made him look foolish as well, congrats go to you, and I really do hope I can get in the ring with you someday, I wanna see you in action! But as far as one thing goes, we both agree that Funazz sucks, and he should go back to work as the retarded Burger King Cashier, and he can go sell Apple Pies, and he can shove his no good career up his ass… career… he never had a career, and after he thinks he can beat me, STILL!!! He won’t have one for too long…

We then fade into a scene with Fa Sho sitting on a steal chair, as he has his elbows on his knees, and his head in his head. We see him with a focused look, and he then stands up, as we fade to black


Fasho, I seriously think that car accident you were involved in a few years ago really put a dent in your memory, because there is no possible way your pansy ass could survive out on the streets. You see, I actually live pretty much close to that enviroment (OOC comment, this is actually true). So with you saying "I'm a starving artist" it's really a slap to the face of those really living a tough life. A believe my suggestions in the aspect that your not even good at your "career". I suggest you choose a career option, because let's face it, we all can't be Chris Jericho now can we?

By the way, you just love hiding behind people, don't you Fasho? I have to bring up this topic because, now your egging on the new guy. Actually, it'll probably be presumed that you'll probably let him interfere in your matches against me next? Just like Oni Chann. You know, why don't you take the 2, put one with a happy mask and the other with a sad mask and make one big theatrical group that we can laugh at. We already do it to you, why not add more people. 3's a party after all. Let's see, you'll bring the booze, Chann will bring some Samurai swords that say made in Taiwan (further pushing him away from his "japanese" roots), and Mr. Wolfe can start reading Shakespere only to be stopped by you every 5 seconds to admire your "greatness."

You see Fasho, it's not the people you know (becuase those people aren't anything noteworth of knowing about), but their importance. Sure, Rumulous Wolfe, may be great in the ring, but what does he do for you? Oni Chann may have helped you gain a victory over me, but that doesn't make you seem any better. What does that do for you Fasho? Ponder on that for a bit. I know you haven't done any thinking for yourself for a while now, but you've gotta do it at least this one last time, then your butler can start doing it for you again. I will also do something you haven't done in a long time so I no longer need to pay royalty fees for it:

=CUT=

http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y102/funazz/Rajah%20Simulation%20Alliance/Funazz-sig.gif

Rip
June 7th, 2006, 3:52 PM
You may have fallen asleep during my promo, but it's not because it was boring. It's because you're the oldest superstar in RSA and it's hard for you to stay awake at anypoint during the day.



Nope it's coz your boring Norman.



Now I'm not going to waste my time talking about who cares about me and what you care about, I'm just going to say this, at Odyssey, you and I in a lumberjack match. Three of whomever you want, and I pick three as well. This way, if you get bored with me, you can go play on the outside of the ring too! Plus, we'll get a preview in out upcoming 6 person inter-gender tagmatch!


You know what though, that's not a bad idea, tell you what son your on.

I'll even make my first pick now.

This man is one of the greatest prospects in RSA today, he has the tools to be a legend of the future, he is a rising star tipped for greatness by everyone that encounters him, the man is an astounding wrestler in both single and tag competition without doubt a man you would want at your side come Judgement Day itself, with this man in my corner I would walk through the gates of Hell, and whats more I know we'd make it back.

My first choice................

Mikey Jones

Takerholic
June 7th, 2006, 4:09 PM
I as well will make my first pick. This RSA superstar needs no introduction, seeing as he is a two time RSA World Heavyweight Champion. STONE COLD CHRIS LEMICHI

Mikey_Jones
June 7th, 2006, 4:46 PM
Well, I'm involved in a little lumberjack match at Odyssey. Fine by me. I've seen the situation with Rip and I'd be willing to help him any day of the week. I watch his back, he watches mine. It's how Revolution works, unlike the Society or the Elite. They both attack people form behind when they know they can't win. Just like that masked man I'm "dreaming up"

But you've picked Chris Lemchi, the champ? Interesting. I've already beaten Mr. Lemchi in singles competiton and he has yet to beat me so it should be interesting...

But back to Society. I've had enough of your constent heaitng and one way or another I'm going to stop it. I don't care how but I will stop the Society, no matter what it takes.

Mikey_Jones
June 7th, 2006, 4:46 PM
Well, I'm involved in a little lumberjack match at Odyssey. Fine by me. I've seen the situation with Rip and I'd be willing to help him any day of the week. I watch his back, he watches mine. It's how Revolution works, unlike the Society or the Elite. They both attack people form behind when they know they can't win. Just like that masked man I'm "dreaming up"

But you've picked Chris Lemchi, the champ? Interesting. I've already beaten Mr. Lemchi in singles competiton and he has yet to beat me so it should be interesting...

But back to Society. I've had enough of your constent heaitng and one way or another I'm going to stop it. I don't care how but I will stop the Society, no matter what it takes.

viva_la_raza
June 8th, 2006, 4:02 AM
All people doing matches, please send them to Stealth, due to exams I am again unable to do the show.

:yes: Grazie

Bennedy
June 8th, 2006, 7:06 AM
Hey guys i am back. Have not been on for ages and that is due to my shitty internet connection. Can someone update me?

Jetta
June 8th, 2006, 7:38 AM
I AM APART OF RSA NOW!!!! ha ha

http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h102/jeppa_2369/JB.jpg

Tha Kyd
June 8th, 2006, 11:30 AM
Hey guys i am back. Have not been on for ages and that is due to my shitty internet connection. Can someone update me?

Your still tag champ but defending agains me and Peacepipe tommorrow. Although you've had many funny tibits in shows such as

Bruno: I love my title

or my favorite

Bruno: My title is shiny.

This mainly due to the fact that due to you not promoing often, we are unable to derive a character for you (I hope I summed up everything)

Holy_Hopkins
June 8th, 2006, 12:56 PM
and Im the new IN champ :yes:

Bennedy
June 8th, 2006, 2:24 PM
The Society is a great place to be. You have lots of fun because you can beat people up. You have titles and i love my title very much. So with Slare gone do we need a replacement? Well i would not mind some one joining as i have some one in mind but remember do not be a menace to Society.

Tha Kyd
June 8th, 2006, 2:50 PM
The Society is a great place to be. You have lots of fun because you can beat people up. You have titles and i love my title very much. So with Slare gone do we need a replacement? Well i would not mind some one joining as i have some one in mind but remember do not be a menace to Society.

Brennedy.... It's


DON'T BE A MENACE TO SOCIETY

Just a heads up

viva_la_raza
June 8th, 2006, 3:43 PM
Hey guys i am back. Have not been on for ages and that is due to my shitty internet connection. Can someone update me?

Somehow your still tag champ but you've been given a sort of Maria gimmick :lol:

Which, if I may say so myself is genius

Punisher
June 8th, 2006, 10:02 PM
Well, Aeida I have learned that our match will not be a tag encounter and it will just be a one on one match. Suits me fine. I finally to get my revenge on you for Destiny after I should've been the International Champion. So Aeida, tomorrow it's me vs. you once again. We both need this win to get our careers back on track and you know it.

But then again you're never be in the spotlight with Natty in your faction...well his faction.

And I've got the most lovely diva in the history of this business in my corner.

So you might want to ask yourself....after all you've done to me...

Do you deserve the punishment?

Stealth
June 9th, 2006, 7:20 AM
Friday Night Society


Pyro!!!


Pyro!!!

Pyro!!!

Pyro!!!


Pyro!!!



Welcome everyone to Friday Night Society. We have a great card tonight! There is a pick your poison match going on tonight as well as having the Tag Team Titles on the line. And most importantly….Nattydred will announce our new General Manager on Nat’s Chat tonight. Don’t forget fans we are building up to our next wonderful pay-per-view called Odyssey. There we will see Nattydred and The RSA Champion Chris Lemchi compete in a Texas Death Match for the RSA World Title. The stipulation is….if Chris Lemchi loses, then he will leave the RSA. But right now there is an elaborate setup in the arena. Let’s go down to ringside……..

We see a red carpet stretched from the top of the entrance all the way down the ramp to the ring. Golden columns are situated a metre apart down each side of the royal carpet. The ring is covered in royal red carpet with a throne in the middle of the ring, to the right of the throne is a gold statue of Hopkins striking a pose. in the centre of the ring is a stone circle with a sword stuck in it. A big sexy voice booms out…..

"Ladies and Gentlemen, It's the moment you've all been waited for, the moment you pathetic inbred Yanks could only dream about, Ladies and Gentlemen I present to you, THE NEW IN CHAMPION, MR. HOPKINS!!"

Bonnie Tyler’s - holding out for a hero plays as a video plays on the Titantron showcasing Hopkins' achievements, the words to the song seem to have been changed...

Where have all the good champs gone
And where's the one sex god?
Where's the street-wise James Hopkins
To fight the unfair odds?
Isn't there a white man to fill your every need?
Late at night you toss and you lick and you cream all that you need

I need a Hopkins!
I'm holding out for a Hopkins cause my minge is quite tight
He's got a big one
And he's gonna thrust fast
And he's gonna be fresh from last night
I need a Hopkins!
I'm holding out for a Hopkins cause he's sexy and white
Cause you wanna see more
And you need loving soon
And he's a favorite with all the housewives
all the housewives....

He's wearing a pink thong
In your wildest fantasies
Somewhere just beyond Mike's reach
There's something baked and filled with cream
Everyone else in this company the great sexy one has beat
It's gonna take a sexy chick to taste his sexy meatttt

You need a Hopkins!
You're holding out for a Hopkins cause you like to stab shite
He's been the champ for so long
And he's got stamina to last
And he's sexy and English and white
You need a Hopkins!
You're holding out for a Hopkins cause he's ready to fight
Cause you're such a whore
And you need loving soon
And he's gonna be the champ for life

Up where fat Mikey meets the bakery store
Out where the fat cat tried to pork me
I would swear that there's someone somewhere
Watching me

Through the convicts and the yanks and the wanes
He's simply the best
I can feel his approach
when he touches my breasssssst

We need a Hopkins!
We're holding out for a Hopkins cause he's got sexy hair
and he likes to drink tea
Eat Curry and Kebabs
and he's so much more sexy then Slare...
We need a Hopkins!
We're holding on for a Hopkins to entertain us tonight
Cause he's Rajahs cure
And he'll be the king soon
And he's gonna be the champ for life.....

A huge pyro goes off at the top of the entrance ramp as the music dies down, A horse drawn golden chariot pulls out onto the top of the ramp, Hopkins is standing in the chariot draped in a Union Jack, regally waving to the fans in attendance. The chariot halts at the top of the ramp and the driver gets out and opens the door for Hopkins. Hopkins slowly walks to the ring, head held high as he gently waves to the crowd. Hopkins climbs the steel steps before snatching a Revolution sign off of a fan at ringside and wiping his feet on it, he then throws the sign to one side and climbs into the ring. Hopkins takes of the Union Jack and wraps it around the top of the throne, Hopkins is wearing a very posh, sexy suit, he walks up to the Sword in the stone and easily pulls the sword out, Hopkins laughs at the stone and the sword before posing to the crowd, Hopkins lays the sword down by the throne and asks to be handed a microphone.

"Wow, To be honest I was expecting a better reception then that, I mean here I am, an actual winner, but then I suppose you are use to cheering for the losers, after all, the bills are probably the most famous losers in American history. But don't fret my fat friends, you're not watching the Bills tonight, no you're here in this arena to witness my celebration ceremony for being the greatest IN champion in RSA's history!

This is what a real winner looks like god damn it, just take a second, hold on, sit down and take a look around you. Go on have a look at all the people and Mexicans around you. Now, take a look at me... Do any of you look like me? That's because unlike me you've probably accomplished nothing in your life. I am an undefeated champion, I am in darn good shape, and I have sexy manly hair. But enough, I haven't got enough time to list all the points as to why I'm better than you, the truth is, I just am.

What we are here for, what the over the top entrance, the neat set up is for is to crown, and celebrate the greatest IN champion in Sports entertainment, and I'd like to add, something which I believe to be a travesty, the first English champion of this category. Now I know some of you may say, ‘wait a minute, wasn't that porky little kid Mikey IN champion once’. But he doesn't count for 3 reasons:

Reason Number 1. He's not fully English, he's got some polish inside him, actually it wouldn't surprise me if he had a variety of nations inside him.

Reason Number 2. He was pretty bollocks really, who remembers Mikey as IN champ? Me on the other hand, I'm the most watched IN champion in RSA history. It's no secret that since I won the title RSA has improved leaps and bounds.

Reason Number 3. The poor bastards been in America so long he's sort of... blending in with the crowd if you know what I mean.


Anyway let us get this show started, Ladies and Gentleman allow me to introduce to you, an RWC and RSW legend... OceansMafia!!"

The crowd leap to their feet as Mafia's music hits out, wait a minute... that's not Mafia, that's a midget!! Mini Mafia slides into the ring and stands next to Hopkins

"Well Mafia, I heard in the locker room that you were small, but hey I'm a reasonable guy, I don't believe it till I see it But wowzers!"

"Well you better believe it... PUNK, I'm OceansMafia, Pimpdaddy's bitch!"

"That you are young Maffy, anyway I believe you have something to tell all these people"

"Yeah listen up PUNKS, I'm OceansMafia, Pimpdaddy's bitch! And I'm here to hand over this title to a real legend, a man who is twice the man I'll ever be, Mr. RSA, Mr. Hopkins"

"Wow, Mafia, you mean it? I mean, wow I am sexy and pretty damn good but, wow, I totally wasn't expecting this, I mean, I may be twice the man you are, but Mikey is at least 10 times the man I would say."

"For sure... PUNK!"

Hopkins looks down at the title, he shake his head...

"I don't want it"

Hopkins kicks Mini Mafia in the head, Jackhammer! Hopkins just Jackhammered the midget!

"Ladies and Gentleman, Fatties and Slags, I Present to you... The BRITISH TITLE!"

Hopkins sits on the throne as the new British title slowly is lowered from the roof, The title stops above Hopkins' head and the former RWC owner holds it high above his head

"I'm going to bring grace, dignity, and Englishness back to this once pathetic title. I find it ironic that we're in the HSBC Arena, if it's one thing you can bank on (apart from the Bills losing whatever final they get to) is that I am the future of this company!!! I proved that I am the best in RSA. I was the one who ended Aeida's long and "eventful" reign. I was the one who single handedly destroyed Taker"Zook"aholic and R.OLD.P. And more importantly I'm the only one in RSA that is going to get any minge any time soon.

I am a fighting champ. I fight the scum that crawl up wanting a piece of my title, like young Mikey. Although, he should try concentrating on fighting the fat before trying to take on our great leader of the Society. I mean it was just painfully obvious Mikey would get his ass handed to him last week. I mean it was Mortis….the legendary, talented, young, dominant superstar against a morbidly obese dude. The only thing that surprised me was that the talented one wasn't a Young Brit, hell no the young English kid was unrecognizable, he had blended in with you lot, he had become a fat... horrible... slimey... small-willied, scum bag.

I sort of feel ashamed standing in this HSBC arena! I mean... since when did all the bank clerks become fat, greasy, hairy and stupid, and that's just the chicks for god sake!"

Suddenly Punisher’s music hits and out appears Punisher with his lovely valet Jess Bailey. The crowd gives a nice pop to the fellow American. He has a microphone in his hand while walking towards the ring.

"Well, I said I was going to make an impact tonight right here on Friday Night Society and here I am."

Punisher gets into the ring as Bailey stays outside the ring.

"See, I couldn’t help but hear your conversation from the back. I saw your over the top celebration and it makes me sick. All you are doing is boring this crowd with your constant America sucks rant. Sure we’re not the skinniest country but we like to eat more than tea and crumpets every now and then. You guys would be a little chubby too if Mikey Jones didn’t dedicate his life to eating 99% of your food supply.

And you had the nerve to trash this building. You listen here and you listen good Hopkins. I grew up in this building. I saw my first wrestling event here. I’ve seen legends such as Eddie Guerrero in this arena and you have the audacity to trash this arena and it’s people. So what if it’s named after a bank?

But the worst thing you could do is rename the title. I don’t hate Britain, it’s a mighty fine place. But RSA is worldwide. The International Championship made perfect sense because this is an International title. But the British title? Many men who have held this title aren’t British. People like Matt Vallence, Aeida, and Fasho. So I’m out here for a reason and let me get to it."

Punisher gets in Hopkins face.

"I want a shot at your title. I’m not going to stand around and let you rename titles as you please. You have annoyed the hell out of me how you can leave RSA and then come back and be one of the top dogs. Accept my challenge so I can show you what true punishment is. That is of course unless you’re afraid."

"Hey hold up champ... you want a shot at my title? Hell didn't you hear me, I want to bring prestige back to this title, that means you get a shot when you deserve it... I mean, you've scored fewer victories than Funazz has with women.

Wait wait wait... is that... Why yes it is, It's your lovely, audacious valet isn't it.... Jess Bailey I believe? Well you know what they say, 'Everyone’s tried a Baileys!'"

Punisher stands toe to toe with Hopkins

"Oh come on Mr Punishment, you know as well as I do only one known to choke more then the Bills is standing right there!"

Punisher pushes Hopkins backward slightly

"Woah hold down Punny, this is a new suit, I don't want your greasy chicken sweat all over it. I do believe young chap that some of my hotness is radiating onto you, you're sweating buckets here, or are you just nervous? Nervous because this is the first time you've ever done anything noticeable in your career. At least you can tell your grandchildren you've been in the ring with a name worth mentioning. Because as neat as it is jobbing to just about everyone on the roster I think this is the first time people have actually took notice of you.... Wait did I just miss out on a sexual innuendo cheap joke involve Jessica BB and Jobs.... Never mind. Listen up man, kudos to you, you've got balls, albeit small insignificant ones up to my BOULDERS, I mean the only thing bigger then these scotch eggs are Mikey’s breasts... Anyway, thank you very much Punny, you've got the clip to show your grandchildren, or cousins as it's unlike you'll get the chance to reproduce, now bugger off as I give the fans what they want to see.

Actually hold up hold up, can... come stand here next to me, come on I'm not going to cheap shot you dude, yeah stand next to the champ... Ladies and Gentleman if this doesn't show you the different in class between me and everyone else in RSA, well god knows what will...."

Aeida’s music hits as the former International Champion strolls out.

“Wait just a damn minute here. You two dipshits are fighting for the IN title at Odyssey??? Well, I have a rematch clause in my contract…..so consider it a three-way fight for the title at Odyssey!! Now, Hopkins…..I've been waiting to wrestle this a-hole all night. So can you finally shut your yap so that we can have our match here? I mean....l.come on.....wrap it up already!”




Punisher (w/ J.B.) vs. Aeida

Hopkins shrugs his shoulders and begins to leave the ring. The ring crew has the canvas ready now for combat. Just before the match starts….Hopkins runs over and smashes both men over the head with the International (or British) belt. Hopkins then flees the ring to head towards the back. A referee runs out and calls for the opening bell. He automatically begins a 10 count as both men are on the ground already. 1…….2…….3……4….Jess Bailey reaches Punisher and begins slapping his cheek trying to bring him around. 5…….6……7….Aeida is now on a knee. 8…..Aeida hits his feet first and the referee stops the count. Aeida grabs Punisher and Irish Whips him into the ropes. Punisher bounces off and…..ooh. Punisher stops short and delivers a nasty thrust to the throat of Aeida. Aeida falls backwards, but attempts to approach Punisher again. Another viscous thrust by Punisher. Aeida hits the ground now……Punisher immediately attacks the throat with a darkness choke. 1……2……3…..4… He breaks the hold. Again.. 1…..2…..3….4… He breaks it just in time.

Punisher now taking his sweet time, picks Aeida up and just tosses him outside the ring. The referee scolds Punisher severely for the blatant moves here……Punisher manipulates the referee’s attention away from where Aeida is lying on the ground. J.B. runs over during the distraction and kicks Aeida three or four times in the head while he’s down. The crowd boos very loudly, as Jess pushes Aeida back into the ring. Punisher grabs a handful of hair and picks Aeida back up. Irish Whip by Punisher now….no…a reversal by Aeida as Punisher flies into the ropes. Punisher bounces off and….beautiful dropkick by Aeida. Aeida goes for the cover here. 1….2… kickout by Punisher. Aeida drops a couple of elbows then climbs to the top rope. Punisher slowly gets to his feet and…..oooh! Huge flying clothesline by Aeida! Punisher is down and Aeida hits another dropkick to the head. Aeida picks Punisher up to his feet again. Jess climbs on the apron now as the referee warns her about interfering. Punisher sneaks in a low blow with the ref’s back turned. Aeida falls to the mat in pain. Punisher takes a second to shake his head so that he can see straight.

Punisher slowly struts to the front of Aeida and rakes his boot across his forehead. Then Punisher jumps up and nails him with an atomic leg drop to the throat. Aeida holds his throat while his face is flushed, trying to catch his breath. Punisher grins wickedly then picks Aeida back up. He lifts Aeida for a back suplex……Aeida flips landing on his feet. Aeida grabs a hold of Punisher and……wow.. He hits a brutal Russian Leg Sweep, and the tide may be turning. Aeida makes it to his feet before Punisher does and bounces off the ropes…….swinging neck drop! Aeida picks him back up…..DDT!! Punisher is down as Aeida climbs on top of him……he has the Guillotine locked in!!! The crowd is going crazy now as Aeida may make Punisher tap out here!! Punisher winces in pain….but then, he’s used to a lot of pain. I’m not sure how far his threshold actually is, but Punisher may not have much more. Jess is trying to climb into the ring, but the ref is on top of things. Punisher’s hand raises up and……..it’s shaky, but he’s not tapping. Aeida applies more pressure…..really adding some torque. Punisher is about ready to….wait!!! It’s Norman Zook!! Zook is coming down here to ringside, and the referee is now taking full notice.

The referee turns towards Zook yelling at him to leave the arena. Jess sees the opening and grabs a chair from under the ring. She climbs into the ring and……Holy Cow!!! She just dented that chair over Aeida’s head. She hit’s him again….and again. J.B. rolls out of the ring after helping Punisher to his feet. The ref now catches Jess out of the corner of his eye, and turns to scold her……that leaves an opening for Norman Zook who slides in the ring. Aeida is to his feet…..Screwdriver by Zook!! Zook slides out just before the ref sees what’s going on. Punisher picks up a dazed Aeida…….Punishment!! He did it! My god……Punisher goes for the cover 1……..2……3!!! That’s it! Punisher has finally picked up a win here!

“The winner of this match…..Punisher!!!”

Jess and Zook don’t even wait for the referee to call for the bell….they both slide in and precede to kick and stomp a defenseless Aeida. Wait….here comes the Cavalry! It’s Rip!! He is racing like a mad man towards the ring…..he slides in and begins to throw closed fist after closed fist. He’s fighting each wrestler off of Aeida….Punisher goes down, followed by Zook. Rip finally gets ahold of Jess and the crowd suddenly erupts! Rip cocks his head and lifts her up……Noooo! Punisher just used a crowbar on Rip…..he just nailed him in the family jewels! Rip is down beside Aeida….both are in deep trouble. Punisher and Zook both take a deep breath then begin to mudhole stomp the two slumped-over wrestlers. This is getting out of hand here……somebody has to stop this atrocity! Oh my God!! It’s Blaze! Blaze is walking towards the ring with some sort of weapon…….Holy Moly!!! It’s a flame-thrower! She pulls the trigger and flames shoot about 8 feet into the air! Zook and Jess both flee the ring on the right side as Punisher ducks out the left. Blaze eyeballs Zook as he passes by fleeing the ring. Punisher tries to rush Blaze, but Blaze pulls the trigger…….Punisher is on fire!! She has caught the backside of Punisher on fire…..and this crowd is erupting! Jess flies out of the arena, as Punisher is scooting on the ground trying to put out the flames! Punisher finally gets to his feet while stumbling and falling all over the place. Blaze climbs into the ring with Rip and Aeida who are now beginning to get back up. Blaze grabs a microphone and yells at Punisher.

“Punisher!! You tell your bed-buddy Zook and your bitch Jess Bailey that the six-man tag you guys wanted so bad is on next week! And you’ll be facing the three of us!”

She blasts one more flame over the crowd as Rip and Aeida look for payback.

We cut to the backstage announcer.

"We are standing by with Revolution's newest member....Chris Kluwe."

Chris enters into frame...

"I'm not dead by a long shot Crazy Larry, or should I call you CLB you Mankind rip off. Obviously this isn't going to be easy because usually words of logic get through to my opponents, but it's clear to me that you left your logic at the door a long time ago. I had your ass on the ropes the entire match and if it wasn't for the sight of your own blood I would have won over you clean. I hope that the sight of your own blood doesn't make you become out of control because I plan on you seeing your blood a lot more often. What's really sad is that a sleazy, alley dwelling, bum like you even got to compete at a RSA event. I have been training my entire life for this and the first opportunity that you get you go and disrespect wrestling by pulling a stunt like you did. This is the big time Larry. I hear that ECW is starting up again and I feel like your garbage style is perfect for them. I really hope that the incident last week didn't give you a glimmer of hope for the future because I will put you right back on the streets where you belong."

Backstage announcer, "Chris Kluwe obviously calling out Crazy Larry here. Also fans, don't forget that our King of the Ring tournament will be coming soon. An 8-man tournament to crown our new King of RSA. I'll definitely be at hand to watch as everything continues to unfold. Back to you at ringside."

Well, it sounds like a good ‘ol fashioned grudge match if you ask me. At this time we wanted to give you the results of two of our dark matches tonight before the program actually aired. Norman Zook wrestled against newcomer Chris Kluwe in our opening bout. Kluwe put up a valiant effort, but in the end, it was Norman Zook who hit the Screwdriver to pick up the win. Also Mikey Jones faced off against Crazy Larry. The bout resulted in a no-contest when Crazy Larry decided to attack our regular ring announcer instead of Mikey.

Speaking of Crazy Larry, our backstage cameramen catch him meandering around the back corridors of the arena. He wanders into one of the locker rooms. As he looks around from locker to locker, we see that the shower is running. Larry approaches the shower and peeks around the corner. It's Blaze! She's caught off guard in the shower.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!" Blaze lets out a shrill scream while attempting poorly to cover herself. "Wha….what the hell are you doing? This is the women's dressing room!"

"Bunnies?….Bunnies?"

"No you damned pervert……no bunnies!! Get out of here!"

Larry turns to leave the locker room as we see Mortis rounding the corner….

"Crazy Larry… we would like to see you in the board room for your interview with Society."

Larry just looks blankly at Mortis.

Mortis pulls out something from behind his back. "I have a chocolate bunny here for you if you come along….."

"Bunnies???"

"Yes….bunnies. What do you say?"

"Ok….bunnies."

He grabs the chocolate bunny from Mortis then follows him.




Fasho w/ Obi Chann vs. Rip

Alright folks we have a regularly scheduled match between Fasho and Rip. Last week Oni Chann cost him and Fasho a chance at the RSA Tag Team Titles. Fasho clearly showed his anger to Oni Chann after the match by wanting nothing to do with him. However, as we see Fasho making his way to the ring…..Chann is tagging along trying to impress Fasho. Fasho definitely is past his limit here with Chann, but I believe he just wants to focus in on the match. Fasho getting a mixed reaction from the crowd…..mostly boos, but a few cult followers are cheering just the same. Let's go to ringside to our announcer….

"This next match is one fall…..making his way to the ring accompanied by Oni Chan…..Mr. Broadway…Fasho!!! And his opponent……. Revolutions own…..Rip!!!"

Music hits……pyro!!! Rip appears at the ramp to a standing ovation from this capacity crowd. Rip takes his time getting to the ring, slapping hands of the fans along the way. Rip climbs into the ring and poses momentarily for the crowd. Oni Chan rolls out of the ring as the referee calls for the opening bell.

Fasho and Rip lock up in the center of the ring. Rip slides underneath Fasho into a beautiful Fireman's Carry. Rip holds onto the arm and begins to apply some leverage. Fasho struggles……..but finally gets back to his feet. Rip hits Fasho with a riveting European uppercut. He reaches back and hits another….square on the jaw……one more for good measure. Rip has Fasho off balance and drops him again with deep single leg takedown to the mat. Rip holds on to the leg and wraps a heavy leg lace on Fasho. Rip is definitely going to play the technical card on Fasho…..trying to wear him down so that he can effectively use the Ripper later on for a submission. Rip continues to apply pressure here as Fasho definitely getting the full effect. Fasho ducks under and rolls while pushing Rip off of him with the other foot. Fasho slides outside the ring to catch his breath and regroup. The crowd shows their appreciation to Rip.

Oni Chann now goes over to Fasho seemingly trying to give some advice….Fasho just shoves off Chann in disgust and rolls back into the ring. Both men lock up again, this time Fasho with an arm wrench. Fasho turns and Irish Whips Rip into the ropes. Rip bounces off and……solid clothesline by Fasho. Rip holds his neck as this one was a doozy. Fasho all business now as he picks Rip to his feet. Fasho lifts Rip up in a classic suplex, just hanging him in mid-air……….ooohh! Brainbuster! Rip just got planted into the mat with that move. Fasho covers….1…..2……kickout by Rip. Fasho bounces off the ropes and drives a knee into the back of Rip who tucks an arm behind him in pain. Fasho takes his time and drags Rip back up. Chop by Fasho…..retaliation by Rip! Another Chop by Fasho….another return shot by Rip. Rip grabs Fasho for an Irish Whip…..reversal by Fasho and Rip goes flying into the ropes. Rip….wait a sec…..Oni Chann has a hold of Rip's leg trying to trip him, but doesn't succeed. Rip reaches over and pulls Chann to the apron. Fasho charges over to blindside Rip…….oooooh! Rip moves out of the way and Chann hits the floor hard! Fasho staggers in the ring as Rip steps behind…..German Suplex!! Fasho lies stunned on the mat as the crowd roars again.

Chann trying to climb into the ring now, but Rip catches him. Rip tugs the ropes and slingshots Oni, flipping him into the ring. Rip grabs both men as Fasho is now getting to his vertical base……..wow! Rip just rammed both men's heads into one another! Fasho falls down as Chann flails around the ring. Rip Irish Whips Chann into the corner……oh..Chann hits the turnbuckle hard. Fasho staggers to his feet and wildly takes a swipe at Rip. Rip ducks and chops Fasho in the chest before sending him into the same corner as Oni Chann…….collision!! Fasho squarely hits Chann like a train and falls backwards on the mat. Chann stumbles for a second and……oooooooh! Chan falls face first headbutting the crotch of Fasho!! Fasho screams in pain as he rolls around in the fetal position. Rip then tosses Chann out of the ring through the bottom rope! Rip dusts his hands off after getting taking out the trash with Chann. Rip goes over to Fasho and lifts him back to his feet…..poke in the eye by Fasho. Fasho just stopped the momentum of Rip with that underhanded move.

Fasho immediately swings both arms outward and…..wow! Fasho just bell-clapped the ears of Rip causing Rip to take a knee. Fasho then begins a series of stomps to the head of Rip sending him the rest of the way down. Fasho stops for a minute now trying to clear the sawdust. Both men are starting to really fatigue here. Fasho grabs Rip and yanks him back up. Fasho Irish Whips Rip into the ropes. Fasho catches him on the rebound……powerful Samoan Drop! Fasho remains laying across the chest of Rip as the referee slides over… 1…….2……shoulder up by Rip. Fasho claps his hands together three times adamantly shouting at the ref about a slow count. Fasho picks Rip back up and shoves his head between his knees. He lifts Rip up……..Powerbomb! Holy cow! That has to be it. Fasho covers again…..1…..2…..ohhh almost! Rip barely gets the shoulder up again and Fasho is livid. Oni Chann climbs back up to the ring apron and adds his two cents to the referee. Fasho picks Rip back up to Irish Whip him…..reversal by Rip….another reversal by Fasho….and Rip goes flying into the referee. The ref is down and so is Oni Chann! Fasho seemingly has the upperhand now.

Fasho goes to Irish Whip Rip again….reversal by Rip, and Fasho bounces off the ropes. Fasho leaps up into the air, but Rip steps out of the way and flapjacks him onto the mat. Fasho tries to get back up. Rip hits a drop-toe-hold and…….oh my God!!! He just applied the Ripper!! Rip has it locked in deep and Fasho is screaming in pain! This could be it……and….yes!! Fasho is tapping out!! Fasho is tapping, but the referee is still down! Rip had this thing won, but…..wait!! It's the masked man!! He has slid into the ring now and delivers a kick to the gut!! Stunner!!! Rip is down on his back! The masked man scampers to the ropes and climbs up on the top turnbuckle…….Frogsplash!! Good God! Rip is completely out! Oni Chan is waking the referee up as Fasho crawls over for the cover. The ref rolls over into position. 1…………2…………3!!!! And that's all she wrote!

"The winner of the match……..Fasho!!!"

The masked man is still standing at ringside just watching the disaster he left in the ring. But here comes Mikey Jones…..he's running full speed down the aisle towards the masked man! The masked man quickly hops the barricade and flees through the crowd! Mikey hits the barricade but stops pursuit as the masked man has too much of a head start. Mikey slides into the ring to help Rip who has just been decimated by this mysterious masked man. Well folks, we now can officially eliminate Fasho and Oni Chann from the suspect list as they were both present when the masked man hit the ring. I'll say this….whoever it is….he sure has it out for the Revolution!

We are backstage again at the boardroom with Society. They have Crazy Larry in there with them.

Hopkins asks Larry, "So….what qualifications do you have that would make you perfect for the Society?"

Bruno is shining his belt. "Larry…..my belt is shiny."

Larry responds. "Yeah…..I like shiny belts… You like bunnies?"

Bruno says, "Fluffy. I love fluffy things. They hop….hop….hop….hop….and say 'What's up Doc?' Nice and Fluffy."

Larry nods his head. "Fluffy and shiny…..shiny and fluffy. Fluffy and shiny…..shiny and fluffy. Bunnies……belts…..bunnies….belts…"

Mortis and Hopkins look at each other and shrug, both are at a loss for words here.

Mortis finally says. "Larry. We want to know if you can tell us more about your wrestling style."

Bruno says, "Larry, will you be my friend. I will help you look for more bunnies."

Larry looks happy. "Friend? Can we share shiny stuff?…..and Bunnies?"

Hopkins cuts in and yells…"Knock it off! Screw the bunnies!! No more bunnies until we finish the interview!"

Larry looks horrified. "Nooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!"

He thrashes around while breaking the chair he was sitting on over his head. He breaks through the door and runs down the hall.

We can hear him wailing…"Hopkins hates bunnies……Hopkins hate bunnies…Hopkins hates bunnies…"

Mortis looks at Hopkins, "Um….I guess that means he's out then….. Bruno…let's get ready for our match."

We move to backstage with the Revolution as Rip recovers from the massacre from the masked man. Chris Kluwe runs in very noticeably out of breath and in his street clothes. Natty sharply looks up as Mikey suddenly stands guarded.

Natty says, "Chris….where the hell were you? And why are you so out of breath?"

Chris catches his breath and replies, "I uh….I was out jogging around the arena. I wanted to make sure I'm in shape for Crazy Larry when I see him again."

Mikey points out, "Er….dude….you better check your story. If you were just working out….why are you in your street clothes??"

Chris stammers out, "I was going to wear my work out clothes, but somebody stole them out of my locker…….honest. Why are you guys staring at me like that?"

Aeida stands up, "I'll tell you why dude….Rip was just attacked by the masked man during his match. And Mikey tried to chase him down, but he escaped. He was wearing street clothes and fleeing the ring at a high rate of speed. You are wearing street clothes and out of breath…….2 and 2 are starting to add up."

Mikey and Natty grab Kluwe's gym bag and open it to find everything is missing. They look at each other quizzically as a stagehand pops his head in the door.

The stage hand says, "Sorry to interrupt fellas……Mr. Nattydred…you better get ready for Nat's Chat. It's coming up in just a minute. Oh…….and Mr. Kluwe….. Here's your stopwatch. You looked like you were shaving some time off those laps a minute ago." He pops back out of the door.

Natty peers at the other Revolution members then at Kluwe, "Well….I guess your story checks out. Sorry to accuse you….we're just all a little edgy here about this masked man thing."

Rip finally pipes up, "Well, I can definitely say who it isn't right now. Mortis, Hopkins, Bruno, Mikey, Aeida, myself, Fasho, and Oni Chann are definitely not the masked man….cause we were all seen in the presence of the masked man."

Natty stutters, "You…you didn't mention my name. I'm obviously not the masked man…. Guys! You don't think I did it? Listen….I put this faction together and I promise….. I wouldn't turn my back on you like that. I'm going to the ring for Nat's Chat. Don't forget….we're still the Revolution!"

Natty leaves the locker room as the other members just look back and forth at each other with a look of concern.

We cut to a commercial break






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Where it all began………


Exactly one year ago…….


Next Saturday Night……


June 17th……


Rajah Simulation Alliance celebrates the anniversary of its debut show on a special night…..


RSA presents: Saturday Night Jubilee


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Nat’s Chat

Okay ladies and gentlemen it is now time for this week’s edition of Nat’s Chat!!!! Natty Dred comes down to the ring and he is going to announce the brand new GM of the company, and I have been racking my mind all week but I cannot think who it could be. Dred gets into the ring and waits for the noise of the crowd to die down before he speaks.

“Ladies, Gentlemen, boys and girls, members of the society, welcome to the latest edition of Nat’s Chat!!! We have a truly unique guest on the show today, the brand new GM of the company, a man who I’m sure you all know and remember from long ago, a man I’m sure you all want to see back in this company. Now everyone, please welcome the new General Manager of RSA….a man who won the title in a gripping match in RWC….ladies and Gentlemen…..

OCEANSMAFFFFFFIA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

OceansMafia is the new General Manager of RSA! He appears at the top of the ramp with a huge grin on his face, and slowly he makes his way down to the bottom of the ramp and slides into the ring. Natty Dred smiles and shakes his hand and raises it for the crowd to see, what an announcement, OceansMafia is back in RSA!!

Nat hands the mic to Mafia

“Now people it sure is good to be back….when I left this company I thought I didn’t need it…I missed this company, the adrenaline I get from standing here talking to you fans….the high I get from wrestling in the ring….I am your new GM, which yes does limit the amount of matches I can have but I will tell you now that I do want…”

He is cut off by the sound of Matt Vallance’s music.

“Whoa hold up there gramps. Now, yes we’ve all heard Dred’s big announcement, to be honest I thought he may have been coming out of the closet in front of all these fans but obviously not…. Mafia…. your just the person I wanted to see introduced as new GM. Obviously it’s not as big as Slare would have been, but I’ll make do. I’m not going to come out here and bore you with a HHH style promo; I’m going to get to the point. We have a little PPV called Odyssey coming up soon, and I have several legends in mind that I would like to face, and more importantly…DEFEAT…. so Mafia…. how’s about you be one of them??”

There is a silence in the arena as Mafia glares up at young Vallance, before he takes the microphone.

“Kid, I came out here for one reason, and one reason only…and that was to unveil myself as the new GM of the company. But, you have a good case son, for I want to get back into the ring, I miss it, I’m hungry for it, and son at Odyssey you can be the guy to end my little in ring drought…. basically what I’m saying is…YOU’RE ON!!”

The crowd erupts, not only have we seen a new GM here today but also a match seemingly arranged for the next PPV!!

Vallance- “Okay Mafia, your on, but, both of you really need to work on your promoing skills, I mean, you’ve both left your guard right down…….”

Chris Lemchi comes through the crowd, grabs the ring bell and clobbers Dred over the head, whilst Vallance storms down and gores the new GM down to the canvas and a two man beat down ensues!!! Lemchi swipes the microphone.

"Oh....by the way. Your opponent for tonight will be..... The Colossal Cole Parker. And.....it will be a no disqualification!!!"

Chris and Vallence resume their mudhole stomping. What the hell is this for? This isn’t necessary at all!! Nat has a big match later as we just found out with Cole Parker. This isn’t fair......and here come the Revolution to make the save!!! Natty Dred and Mafia get up and Dred acknowledges the help given to him by his friends and they all watch Vallance and Chris laugh as they stroll up the ramp and behind the curtain.

Folks, we're going to see the tag team belts defended…right here on Friday Night Society! Last week we saw the team of Funazz and Peacepipe defeat Fasho and Oni Chann, giving them the right to face the champions tonight. Not only are the titles on the line…….but there is a great backstory here between Peacepipe and Mortis. Both of these men grew up together and trained together before entering the RSA. How will this effect the outcome of the match? Well, we don't intend to delay any longer.

Music……thermographic lighting….. Here they are! The challengers walking towards the ring to an escalated pop from the crowd. Blaze is walking in between them escorting the two to ringside. Peacepipe stops for a second, reaching deep inside his pockets…..he's throwing goodies out to the crowd! The three climb into the ring as Blaze grabs the mic.

Blaze: “Ladies and Gentlemen, in this very ring, standing right before you are the 2 men who will be the greatest RSA Tag Team Champions Ever!”

Blaze then proceeds to hand Peacepipe the microphone.

Peacepipe: “Let me be blunt. *cough* he he. The Society Sucks! I know first hand also. Mortis...you should leave those cricket crotches and smoke a bowl with us instead. I already defeated Slare in my debut match. So with that said, isn't today such a lovely day? Whoo-hooo....light up another!!”

Both Funazz and Blaze look at Peacepipe with a head tilt before Funazz takes the mic.

Funazz: “Yes.... Why yes it is... You might wanna cut back on that stuff man.”

Peacepipe: “Nah, nah, nah. Just keep talking.”

Funazz: “Yeah well, this will our night for the taking because you see people, tonight is the night that Peacepipe, and myself become the new tag team champions. I also wanted to make something clear that I didn't have the opportunity to say last week: When we defeated tweedle dee and tweedle dumb last week, and became the #1 contenders for the tag titles, it became blatantly apparent, that we were the #1 tag team in RSA. And Fasho, wherever your listening, whether it be backstage or at home preparing for a show, let it be known, that you ass is grass!”

Funazz then proceeds to pause as though he wanted to stop the rambling that he was about to proceed.

Peacepipe leans in: “And Funazz is the trippity lawn mower! *cough*”

Funazz: “I'm sorry people....it's the medication. Blaze, do you have a message you'd like to give out to Jess Bailey?”

Blaze: “No Funazz, not really, just want it apparent that at Odyssey, Jess will feel pain like no person has ever felt pain. And since it's between us girls, yes it will be worst than childbirth. But next week Jess, you get a little sneak preview in the 6-man tag match. But you know people, this isn't the real reason we are talking to you right now.”

Peacepipe: “No, it isn't. We came out here to re-aquaint our high selves to you. You see, after last week, if you haven't seemed to grasp it, Funazz and I are becoming a tag team for the tag division to be reckoned with. So with that said…”

Blaze struts to the front of the ring.

Blaze: “Well everyone, my name is Blaze. And unlike Jess Bailey, I am the first lady of RSA. And you know what, I unlike pretty much 80% of the RSA roster am not afraid to take on anyone. ANYONE!”

Peacepipe: “I'm Mother Fuckin’ Ozzy Osbourne. I'm a damned rock legend that bites off the heads of bats... Nah dudes, I’m just playin’. He he…I'm Peacepipe, the craziest head shop bitch you'll ever meet.”

Peacepipe drops the mic and climbs a turnbuckle with raised arms. Funazz picks up the mic and flips it before addressing the crowd.

Funazz: “And you all already know who I am (and have for 2 years now). I am the one! The only! The Original Azz-Hole! The Kid Lightning! Mrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr..... Funaazzzzzzzzzzzzzz.... Roberts.....”

Blaze: “And all 3 of us make up the notorious trio known to you all as…”

All 3: “THE HYGH JYNX!”

Peacepipe: “Now Society……….COME ON DOOOOOOOWWWWWNNN!!!”




Funazz and Peacepipe vs. Mortis and Bruno
RSA Tag Team Titles

And here comes the members of Society…..Mortis and Bruno, sporting their championship titles. Dark red lighting surrounds them along with a misty fog. The crowd shows their disapproval at these two, as they pause a couple of times along the way to mouth something back to the fans. Mortis and Bruno climb into the ring and hand the belts to the referee. He hoists them up signaling a title defense.

“Ladies and Gentlemen…this next match is one fall and it is for the RSA World Tag Team Championship! To my right…..they are the challengers…..accompanied by Blaze….Funazz and Peacepipe…..The Hygh Jynx!!! And their opponents to my left…..they are the reigning RSA Tag Team Champions….Mortis and Bruno….The Society!!!”

The referee checks out all men for any kind of weapons……..and he motions for the opening bell. This one is officially under way. It looks as if Bruno will start things off for the champs as Kid Lightning will do the same for Hygh Jynx. Blaze slinks out of the ring…..all four men pause briefly to follow her while she exits before focusing on the task at hand. Bruno and Funazz lock up…..and Bruno grabs Funazz and shoves him into a neutral corner. Bruno draws in and…..oooohh! Funazz is flailing his legs around as Bruno is biting him in the forehead. The ref counts 1……2……..3……..4….Bruno breaks it up. Again..1……2……3……4.. Bruno breaks just in time as the referee scolds Bruno. He grabs Funazz and rams his head into the turnbuckle. Bruno then takes Funazz and Irish whips him into the opposite corner…….here comes Bruno! Miss!…..Funazz moves out of the way of the trainwreck and…..bulldog! Funazz plants Bruno on the mat and dives over for the tag.

Bruno is up now as Peacepipe enters the ring. Peacepipe jumps up and…..beautiful flying head scissors! Peacepipe makes the quick cover. 1……2…..kickout by Bruno. Peacepipe picks Bruno up and puts a thumb to the eye. Bruno follows it with a kick to the gut as he reaches over for a tag to Mortis. Mortis climbs in and just stares at Peacepipe who shakes his head and stares back at him. They step closer…..nose to nose. Mortis mouths something….looks like "Let's get it on". Peacepipe fires a shot….retaliation from Mortis….and we're at war!! Both men just wailing away at each other now. Peacepipe grabs Mortis for an Irish Whip…..Mortis reverses. Peacepipe bounces off the ropes and Mortis hits a beautiful powerslam. He picks Peacepipe up and scoots behind for a back suplex….Peacepipe lands on his feet! Mortis turns…..armdrag by Peacepipe! Mortis pops back up…..another. Mortis up a third time and Peacepipe just stops……..Buzzkiller! He just face-planted Mortis on the canvas. He picks Mortis up and Irish Whips him into the corner. Peacepipe is reaching out to Blaze….she's handing him a pipe! He takes a hit and hands it back. The crowd is swelling…..they know what's coming next. Peacepipe swipes his feet in the corner. He blows smoke from his mouth as Funazz is pumping his arm up and down calling for a hypothetical train whistle. Peacepipe charges over…..leaps…..he hit it!! Jefferson Airplane! Mortis' body slumps a tad in the corner from impact. Peacepipe backs up again and tags Funazz. Peacepipe charges the corner again……leaps…..wait! Mortis caught him mid-air by the throat…..chokeslam! Mortis storms out and clotheslines Funazz! Peacepipe rolls out of the ring to the floor as Mortis picks Funazz back up.

Mortis picks up Funazz in a Powerbomb….holy cow! Desperation Hurricanrana by Funazz! Funazz turns the tides as…..wow! Mortis just sat up! Funazz picks him up and…..reverse atomic drop. Mortis is shaken….Funazz follows with a dropkick to the chin. Funazz grabs him and lifts him back up to his feet. Funazz hits a swinging neckbreaker on him…. Funazz is calling for his finishing move here. He picks Mortis up and stands face to face with him. He grabs around Mortis' neck and sharply draws him backwards……Funazzastruction!! He hit it…..we could see new champs here! Funazz over for the cover…1………2……..oh…Mortis kicks out!! I can't believe it! Funazz can't either……and Mortis sits up!! Good God…what do you have to do to finish this guy off? Funazz picks Mortis back up to his feet and….ooohh! Mortis has a hold of Funazz by the throat……..chokeslam!! Mortis has the upperhand! Mortis shake his head, then picks up Funazz and…..Torture Rack!! Mortis has Funazz across his back…….and Funazz might not be able to hold on.

Blaze is now meandering towards the Society corner. What's Blaze doing now? She's…..wow! Blaze is taking off a layer of clothing here! She definitely has our undivided attention now……I think she has Bruno's too. Bruno has dropped down from the apron with a drooling look on his face. Blaze is really heating things up here. The referee is now leaning over the ropes yelling at Blaze to get back in the corner…..but Blaze simply continues to reveal more skin. Mortis is really wrenching on Funazz here……he might…yes!! Funazz is tapping! The match should be over, but the referee doesn't see Funazz submitting! Mortis is disgusted and drops Funazz to the ground. Mortis goes to his corner not realizing what's going on. He over for the tag, but Bruno isn't there! He's busy watching Blaze. The referee is still distracted by Blaze concerning her shenanigans and…….Holy Moly! It's Mikey Jones!! He just appeared from the crowd with a steel chair! Wham! Wham! Wham! He just crushed Mortis over the skull with that indented chair, and then slides out of the ring undetected. Funazz makes the quick tag to Peacepipe who is already on the top rope. Peacepipe leaps……420!!! 420 Splash!! He hit it! He covers……referee suddenly aware of the situation slides over. 1……..2…….3!!! That's it!!! We have new Tag Team Champions!!

"The winner of this match……and Neewww Tag Team Champions…..Peacepipe and Funazz!!!"

I can't believe it! Blaze was distracting the referee as well as Bruno. When Mortis didn't make the much-needed tag….Mikey came in with a steel chair and got some payback. Unbelievable! Mortis is out cold on the canvas and……ooooohh! Mortis sits up! He sits up…..and looks very pissed off. Bruno is in the ring now as well…he looks sad that the referee took away his title belt. Poor Bruno. The new champions and Blaze make their way to the exit ramp high-fiving fans along the way, sporting their new belts. Who thought we would crown new champs here tonight.

We cut backstage to the head office where the owner Nattydred and the new general manager OceansMafia are talking….

Mafia is livid while pacing the room, “Those guys are on their last limb…. Chris Lemchi and Matt Vallence! They think just because Lemchi holds the RSA title, that they can just interfere in the front office’s business. Well…..that just ain’t so! My first act as new General Manager will be to suspend both of them for an undetermined amount of time! That ought to cool their jets and teach them a lesson.”

Natty reasons with Mafia, “Wait a second Mafia…. Yes you are definitely right about their interfering and such, but if you’ll bear with me here…. Since Chris gave me a pick your poison match tonight….I think it’s only fair if I return the favor next week on our 1 year anniversary show on Saturday Night’s Jubilee. I’ll pick the match type and opponent for our lovely champion. I don’t actually want them suspended just yet….I want to face Chris Lemchi at 100% at Odyssey. No excuses….just all out war at his very best. Sound fair enough?”

Mafia cools down a bit, “Ok Natty…..You’re the owner. And I guess you know what you’re doing. I’ve had a rough flight in here today….and with all of the paper work. I think I’ll call it a night. Thanx for hiring me Natty….I’m going to kick some ass as your new GM….Mafia style.”

Natty pats him on the back, “I know you will Maf....That's why I did it! Go grab yourself some champagne, and I’ll join you after the show is over. But now I need to get out to the ring for my ‘poison’ match.”




Nattydred vs. Cole Parker
No Disqualification

It's Main Event time for Friday Night Society and boy do we have one hell of a Main Event, arguably the greatest Main Event in Friday Night Society’s illustrious history! These two men have got a hell of a lot of history and problems with each other, and when you throw out the rulebook... Well I can guarantee that after tonight one of these superstars, if not both, will never be the same again.

Nattydred makes his way out looking confident yet serious. The crowd greets him with a huge pop as the Revolution leader makes his way down to the ring for this No DQ match up. In recent weeks he has not, how should I say this, seen eye to eye with Cole Parker. These two men certainly have their differences and with Natty challenging Parker's Stable leader for the RSA title at Odyssey you feel that these two great young superstars will cross paths many more times before they have settled their differences. Natty is waiting in the ring, ready to face his poison.

Cole Parker comes out wielding a steel chair and quickly makes his way down the ramp. Natty looks up and quickly slides under the ropes, he goes to the announce table and grabs a steel chair. Parker moves round the ring and swings at Natty but misses and only succeeds in hitting the steel ring post. Natty cracks the chair over the skull of Cole Parker causing the young superstar to crumple in a heap. Dred goes to work on the body with numerous of hard chair shots to the back of Parker. "If you're the poison I'm the fucking antidote" Screams Nattydred before kicking Parker in the back. Natty lifts Parker to his feet before drilling the steel chair into his skull causing him to fall onto the announce table. Natty lays the steel chair over the face of Cole Parker as he climbs onto the ring and onto the top rope. "I'm going to end you're career just like I'll end Lemchi’s" HOLY SHIT! Leg drop onto the throat of Parker, Through the chair! Through Cole Parker! Through the Announce table!

Nattydred has exploded, he's lost it, he's snapped and who the hell can blame him. Weeks and weeks he's suffered attack after attack from Parker and it seems that even his stable mates are questioning his loyalty. Parker is looking in a bad, bad way here. I don't think this is what Chris had this in mind when he arranged this match tonight! Nattydred slowly gets to his feet and tries to pick up Parker, Parker is out of it, he's dead weight here. Dred finally gets him up and rolls him into the ring. Natty enters the ring and lifts up Parker, STUN NO Parker hit a back drop! Parker just hit that out of desperation, and has brought himself some time here.

Parker pulls himself up by the ropes and turnbuckle as Natty gets up, Natty charges at Parker but Parker dodges him and pushes him into the steel ring post! Natty's could have dislocated his shoulder there! Clothesline from Parker sends the Revolution leader to the mat. Parker steadies himself on the ropes and waits for Natty to get back to a vertical base. Natty staggers up and turns straight into a spine buster! 1.....2 But Natty kicks out, Parker begins choking Natty with two hands, that's such a blatant choke! but I guess No disqualification means anything goes. Parker may not actually have any qualifications but in this environment he's a smart smart man, and tough. I mean he's been put through a table and had a chair molded around his head and back yet he's seemingly got a second wind if you like and has taken the advantage in this match up.

Parker finally releases Natty's throat and once again stalks him, waiting for him to get to his feet. Natty grabs his throat and slowly gets up, Last Resort!! DDT! Natty countered it into a huge tornado DDT! Natty hooks the leg 1.....2... Parker powers out. Natty drags Parker up but Parker pushes him away, right shots to the ribs but Natty ducks a clothesline and connects with a shuffle sidekick! Natty signals to the sky baby! Natty's climbing up top, FIVE STAR FROG SPLASH! to the mat! Parker rolled out of the way at just the last moment! Parker slowly pulls himself up and drives a knee into the back of Nattydred. Natty is facing face down on the mat, what the hell, Parker just pulled some handcuffs out from his trousers! He's just handcuffed Nattydred! Natty has his hands tied behinds his back!!!

Parker grins and slides out of the ring, he throws in a steel chair, a trashcan and the ring bell! Natty is getting to his feet in the ring as Parker slides in, Parker grabs the chair but gets kicked in the mid-drift! another kick to chest, shuffle sidekick, missed! Parker hits a Spinebuster before grabbing the steel chair. Natty can't even defend himself here! This isn't right! Parker brings the chair down onto the head of Natty several times busting the Revolution leader wide open! Nattydred rolls onto his front to protect his face form any more chair shots, Parker throws the chair to one side and grabs the ring bell. Parker drags Natty to his feet before clocking him with the ring bell! Natty collapses, he's been knocked out here! Parker grins and places the trash can on the chest of Nattydred, Parker makes his way to the top rope and hits a Five Star! Natty is broken in two here and to add insult to injury Parker just used his own finisher against him! 1....2....3 Parker wins, Parked defeats natty but for god sake it ain’t right.

"The winner of this match.....Cole Parker!!!"

Parker continues to mock Natty as a medical team brings a stretcher down to the ring. Parker threatens to attack the medical team but lets them put Natty on the stretcher, after a few more poses Parker exits the ring and follows the stretcher up the ramp. Oh dear... This doesn't look good for Natty, Stone Cold Chris and Matt Vallance have just walked out onto the stage. They knock the medical team down with hard rights as Parker reaches the top, Vallance and Chris each lift one of his arms in the air in celebration. "finish him off" Shouts Chris as he tears the restraints off the stretcher. Parker picks up an unconscious Natty Dred... he's at the end of the stage.... LAST RESORT of the stage!!! Parker just destroyed Nattydred! He's not moving, he may have a concussion, cracked ribs, internal bleeding, goodness knows what else! The Elite stand at the edge of the ramp, Chris is in the middle and is holding the RSA title high above his head. The elite are standing over the Revolution leader on this horrific Friday Night Society as the screen fades to black.

Tha Kyd
June 9th, 2006, 7:56 AM
Hey Bruno, a little message for you....


MY TITLE IS SHINY!!!!:D

Jetta
June 9th, 2006, 8:13 AM
Blaze, are you crazy? setting people on fire? you should be in jail... You are one crazy bitch!!! But now we all know how vicious and crazy you can get, i can tell you that there is no way in hell that you are more vicious and crazy then me. And you will get to see that on saturday and At Odessey.

By the Way, Punisher is ready for Saturday, and he wants revenge for what you did to him, Blaze.Also Aeida, how the head? i am sure those chair shots hurt just a tad... HA HA

JB
http://i62.photobucket.com/albums/h102/jeppa_2369/JB.jpg

Aeida
June 9th, 2006, 8:42 AM
You Son of a Bitch Hopkins, How dare you disgrace the International Championship by renaming it after the British, how dare you destroy the legacy of the great non British Wrestlers of this company that have held that title. Vallance and FaSho, and to not be full of myself, The longest reigning International Champion to date… we have all defended that belt to our maximum, and just so can fuck us over once more you destroyed my legacy.

Now I don’t get along with Vallance or FaSho by any means, in fact Vallance and I are as different as AFL and NRL, but the point is the two of us can agree on one thing, we don’t want that title to be disgraced in the name of the British. So the second I make you tap, or the 3 count hits the ground, and I defeat you or that asshole Punisher, it will be officially and informally be renamed the International Championship, and in the eyes of history, your reign will be ignored.

Speaking of Punisher, congratulations on your win, it’s about fucking time you score one in the win column, gotta say I am surprised, I mean you actually thought up a plan and it worked, you cheated me good, I didn’t see that coming. Jess, I hope you hold onto that chair you brutalized me with, because it is officially your first and your last moment of triumph in Punisher’s corner, because if I get my hands on him, and lock in the Guillotine, I will break him in half, and your services will no longer be needed. Who knows, in the event that happens, I might take pity on you and give you a job

PeacePipe
June 9th, 2006, 10:29 AM
We catch up with Peacepipe who is in one of the public bathrooms. The bathroom is decked out in flourescent lighting while we hear some laid-back blues being played by Big Al Carson. More specifically the song "Champagne and Reefer". Off to the side we see Funazz and Blaze both slumped against the wall. Funazz has silly string all through his afro and is still holing a bottle of champagne. He is awake, but just nods and spurts out comments every once in a while. Blaze is in between the two. She is obviously stoned out of her gord and is passed out. She holds both tag team belts like a couple of brand new teddy bears for comfort.

"Heeeeeeeeeyyy! Welcome to my office! Come on in. We’re officially celebrating after our win. *cough* *cough* *wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeze* I have to admit, that I really started with nothing. As of now, I still have most of it left. Bawha ha ha ha! I promise though, Baldy, that I’m only workin’ here until a good fast-food job opens up. Baw ha ha ha! You know what’s really scary though? I woke up the other day screaming, only to realize that I didn’t really fall asleep in the first place. Baw ha ha ha ha!"

Mr. Peacepipe, we were hoping to get a comment about your big title win earlier tonight against the Society.

"Society. Well, I’ll say this. Mortis needs to leave and join us. Hopkins is uglier than a hat full of assholes. And Bruno, well I’ll leave Bruno alone. I’ll also say this. They are without the Tag Team Titles."

And what about Mikey helping you out?

"Mikey? I could care less either way. I mean, he has more chins than a chinese phone book already. I know, I know. It’s not nice to say that he’s fat, but everytime he eats at McDonald’s they have to change the sign. Baw ha ha ha ha!"

Aren’t you appreciative of his help?

"Not nececelery. I think we could have won these all by the three of us. Baw ha ha ha ha!"

I think it’s pointless trying to have any sort of real conversation here as the newly formed ‘Hygh Jynx’ is definitely living up to their name already.

Punisher
June 9th, 2006, 11:45 AM
Wow, Aeida. Me and you actually agree on something. I too believe it is a complete disgrace and a travesty for Hopkins to go ahead an rename the International Championship the British Championship. It doesn't ring very well either. I mean honestly just look at Odyssey. It's a Brit vs. an American vs. an Aussie. An international matchup that should be for an International Championship.

But Aeida that's where our similarities end. For one, you're in a faction that is holding you back. But don't worry, that faction will soon be over. Whoever this masked man is will destroy the Revolution once and for all. Now don't go jumping to conclusions. Sure I haven't been seen at the same as this masked man but I'm not him. I was in the back recovering from a 1st degree burn thanks to that bitch Blaze. But just think Aeida. Who does a stunner like the masked man does? Who does a frog splash like the masked man does? If that's not a hint than I don't know what is.

Now next week is Saturday Night Jubilee. The 1 Year Anniversary Show of this company. It will be myself, Zook, and the lovely Jess Bailey teaming up to take on you, Rip and Blaze. Wouldn't it be a shame if you lost to me two weeks in a row Aeida? Especially going in to such a big match at Odyssey. See my team will win this week. First I"m going to take you out. Then I'm going to rip that bitch Blaze in half for what she did to me. And of course I won't forget about Rip either. Then I will go on to Odyssey and I will battle for the.....British Title. And I will pin either you or Hopkins to become the champion.

And then I'll rename it. I'm not sure what I should rename it though. The International Championship? Or how does this sound.


Punisher....the new




AMERICAN
CHAMPION!

Holy_Hopkins
June 9th, 2006, 1:12 PM
Disgrace the International Title?!?! The International title was a disgrace and I will not be associated with things that are not up to my standard. It is a damn travesty that the International was only held by one Englishman in it's short short existence.

The British Title represents a new era, a chance to erase all the bad memories associated with the now defunct IN title.

Vallance and You are as similar as the NRL and the AFL, I'll be the first to admit I have absolutely no idea, or desire to know what the hell you are on about. You and Vallance are similar in the fact that you are a bunch of British rejects, convicts, scum.

At Odyessy I will put on a perfomance the like that has never been seen before. I will destroy Aeida and Punisher with my bare hands. If you think for one second I'm going to let my title go then you are very much mistaken.

The Society may have lost the Tag titles, a fluke by the way, but we are still the most dominant force in this company. And at Odyessy we will cement our dominancy.

Bennedy
June 9th, 2006, 2:03 PM
Hey Bruno, a little message for you....


MY TITLE IS SHINY!!!!:D

Funazz you stole my shiny title. Do you know how much i like shiny things? Well i like them alot. Shoes. They are nice shiny. So how about a rematch at odessey in a nice shiny steel Cage? Shine ya later!

Tha Kyd
June 9th, 2006, 2:54 PM
Funazz you stole my shiny title. Do you know how much i like shiny things? Well i like them alot. Shoes. They are nice shiny. So how about a rematch at odessey in a nice shiny steel Cage? Shine ya later!


How about we don't and say we did, Maria. I say this for your sake. We don't want you losing more brain cells than you already don't have. But sure, your rematch is welcome as soon as THE TRUE CHAMPIONS think of a decent match that would suit us.

Leesh
June 9th, 2006, 4:22 PM
The lights go down..

Suddenly, "Into The Fire" starts roaring over the speakers! Flames spout sporadically
along the edge of the stage and from beyond the flames, Blaze makes her entrance!

Walking down to the ring, Blaze enters walks up the stairs and enters the ring through the second rope, wearing only a short black leather skirt with a pair of black stilletos and a black singlet, a skull embracing the bottom of her top.. A noticeable piece of burgundy material is scrunched up in her hand as she stands up in the ring...

More pyro goes off inside the ring, sizeable fireballs shooting up into the air!

Blaze struts around the ring, flashing a sexy grin to the audience. Grabbing the mic to address the audience, Blaze starts fanning herself off..

Ooh, it's burning up in here isn't it..

She slowly opens up a piece of burgundy cloth in her hand. Blaze then reveals a piece of ice while arching her aching back in anticipation. She then lets the ice glide upon her outstrected neck letting the moisture drip down past the crevice of her collarbone.

I must say, it has really hotted up around here lately... It is getting quite intense.

And I like it that way.. It is fascinating to see how people react under pressure.

I said someone would get burned. And I meant it.

But, you know, Some people might want to learn to take my promises more literally.

Glancing up towards the ramp, a serious look spreads across her face.

Take Jess for instance. Don't say I didn't warn you. You'll get a taste next week.. And the taste will be finger licking good… Trust me. When I get ahold of you next week, your bitch-slave won’t be the only one in pain.

I'm positive you can't wait to get your hands on me Punisher... Just like Crazy Larry back there...

She looks around with a sly grin, licking her lips.

Tell me, how much more can you withstand? Getting shocked by the defibrillator wasn't enough, now getting your ass roasted by a flame thrower! I will say though, even Sid Vicious didn't shit himself that badly!

Blaze laughs, leaning on the top rop, again facing the entry way.

But... Don't you wonder what's coming next? You should. And so should Jess.

She flips her skirt up while coyly climbing out of the ring. Blaze starts to exit the arena with a playful bounce in her step, stopping up the top of the entrance way.

I guess I'll just have to leave it up to your imagination..

A sudden burst of flames erupts around Blaze as she grins, twirling a strand of her hair around her finger, swiftly turning around to exit the stage..

The Dord
June 9th, 2006, 5:14 PM
*A broiler room is shown, what looks like animal parts and tortured animals*

Crazy Larry: Kluwe... I might be insane, but at least I have respect. ECW was all about respect for the business and each other. It seems likes you or anyone else doesn't have any respect anymore. A Mankind Rip-off? Mankind never tortured and mutilated his victims like I did. You should see what I do.

*He takes a rats neck, and twists it. The rat body is now lifeless*

Crazy Larry: See that? THAT WILL BE YOUR [Censored]NECK the next time I see your ass. I might be crazy, I might be insane, but I know damn well when someone is making a farce out of my name. I have been in a men...

*In a flash, it seems that he starts to drool again, falling back to the floor*

Crazy Larry: Kluwe is dead, Kluwe MUST die, get a KLUWE, Kluwe is dead, Kluwe MUST die, get a KLUWE, Kluwe is dead, Kluwe MUST die, get a KLUWE, Kluwe is dead, Kluwe MUST die, get a KLUWE, Kluwe is dead, Kluwe MUST die, get a KLUWE, Kluwe is dead, Kluwe MUST die, get a KLUWE.

*Cut to Commercial*

OceansMafia
June 9th, 2006, 11:49 PM
RSA's General Manager:D


i like the sound of that, Natty called me up and asked me if i wanted to be apart of something HUGE. "HUGE!?" i said, "Whats Bigger than Oceansmafia?" i said. He said two words, TWO WORDS that made me think EXCELLENT and POWERFUL! Those two words were General Manager. Yes Yours Truely is back and well now more powerful than EVER BEFORE!


"WAIT WAIT MR. MAFIA WHAT ABOUT VALLANCE! HE SAID SOME PRETTY MEAN THINGS!"

Oh little Jimmy, Vallance is what i call a Wonderboy.

"WONDERBOY? Whats that?"

You see little Jimmy, a Wonderboy is someone who gets all excited about what he is going to do, he'll say ALLLLLL these impressive little one liners and come to the ring and get SMACKED AROUND BY ME. Now offically MR. GM OCEANSMAFIA. Now dont think this wont be hard for Mafia to do, because it will Vallance is in fact the future of this buisness and he is climbing the ladder as we speak. Calling out Mr. Mafia is a very smart thing to do and well Dumb thing to do. It shows me one of two things. 1st. It shows me how smart he is because if anybody wants to make a name for themself than it's by Beating me!

"WHATS THE DUMB THING MR. MAFIA? I MEAN MR. GM"

Well Jimmy, it's shows me he is over confident. I mean seriously calling out Oceansmafia while he is addressing his MILLIONS AND BILLIONS of fans is down right Stupid. Everybody here, or well they should know NOW that Coming in between Mafia and his Fans is about as stupid as these new young bucks thinking they will get famous over night NOT GOING TO HAPPEN tho PeacePipe is one of my Favorites to watch.

As for what being GM means to RSA, You will all have to wait and see only time will tell what MR. GM will do next

Rip
June 10th, 2006, 3:58 AM
Eventful round here isn't it?

We have Hop-Skip renaming the IN title the British title and causing a real fuss, now as far as that goes speaking as someone who has had the honour of reprisenting this great country of ours on more than one occasion hell Hopster you want to bring glory to the green and pleasant lands? Go for it sonshine you and I ain't friends, we don't see eye to eye on much but I ain't going to argue on this one.

We have Norman and his little family of fun running round trying to impress the world with their prowess, well guys next week your little world is going to come crashing down round your ears, Punisher you dissapoint me mate, I thought you were better than that, don't you know that hanging around with trash like Norman will bring you down? And as for your new valet, where the hell did you dig her up, what do you call the place, Hooters? Nice girl but jeez man why do you want to drag her into this?

Which brings me to our little meeting Norman I guess I should name my second team member, shouldn't I? This man is the reason I'm here today, this man is the reason I joined RSA, he brought me in, although not many people know it, he was my first Tag partner in RSA, he is the reason I joined Revolution, the greatest I.N. Champion of all time I give you my second lumber-jack......AEIDA

Now as far as I can tell that leaves just one order of business, our little masked friend, now you jumped Mikey and that pissed me off, that sealed your fate, but now your getting in my face? Son that just makes things happen faster, see I'm not like Mikey, I won't piss and moan and run all over the place I will find you and I will do it soon, see I don't play games boy, I don't run round asking silly questions, I use my head, and I use my contacts, see you just bit off a hell of a lot more than you can chew punk, I've worked in security all my life, I've worked with guys who can tell you things about you that you don't even know, simple truth Zorro, your days are numbered.

Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock

Time is running out Zorro.

Tick, Tock
Tick........

Punisher
June 10th, 2006, 12:21 PM
Hopkins you can change the name of the title. You can decorate it. I don't care. But you cannot change the history of it. Many great superstars have held that title, except Mikey Jones. If I can compare this to something, even if RVD beats John Cena and makes an ECW title it was still the same title held by Hogan, Rock, Stone Cold and many other legends. So change the name but you cannot get rid of this titles history.

And I will just be another name added to that list of legends that have held the British Championship come Odyssey.

Oh and Blaze, it's really funny how you burned me the other day. It'll be funny until this Saturday when I kick your ass. Remember the last time you got in the ring with me. Wednesday Night Revolution, I kicked your ass! And I'll do it again.

And Rip, I dissapoint you? Let me get something straight. I respect but I could give a dam if I dissapoint you or these fans. Look where I'm at. I'm going for the International Championship while you...wait what are you doing? Getting beat up by some masked man. Sounds like lots of fun. Yeah, I think I'll take my spot in the card over yours. Come Saturday and come Odyssey....

Someone will receive the Punishment.

Bennedy
June 10th, 2006, 12:54 PM
How about we don't and say we did, Maria. I say this for your sake. We don't want you losing more brain cells than you already don't have. But sure, your rematch is welcome as soon as THE TRUE CHAMPIONS think of a decent match that would suit us.

Well that means me and Mortis have to make the match as we are the true tag team champions. You stole them and you know Mikey Jones helped you. Well Mikey has always been an asshole but he will get what is coming to him soon. So Funazz keep those titles warm and SHINY because the TRUE CHAMPS are taking back the gold.

Takerholic
June 10th, 2006, 2:21 PM
You know what Punisher? RIP is right. If you hang around me you will only be around a Five Time World Tag Team Champion. Not only that, but if you hang around with me you might actually get a decent push around here. I mean, look at Cole Parker. He and I won tag team gold and now he's facing off with NattyDred in the uppercard. But now that I think about it, I'm starting to like my new group of friends. Punisher is a guy who has the passion that this buisiness has been lacking, and JB, well...... DAMN. Hanging out with these two could get interesting. So it is now time for me to name another Lumberjack Yes? Well I will go ahead and name two to finish out my three. So, along side Chris Lemichi, my last two lumberjacks will be.....The RSA WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, FUNAZZ AND PEACEPIPE!

Bluegunn
June 11th, 2006, 11:40 AM
Fasho, what did I tell ya, I was indeed right about givin me another chance right? You won your match. Keep this up and we could be the next tag champs. But are we still on for the match against the former champs? Even if not, don't worry bout anything cause we would be great. I know you want gold so take this. It is a bling bling necklace. Who know what could happen in your next match. But now even I am wondering who this masked man was. Atleast he shows up at the right time. Either one of us could have been blamed for it and that would have been just aweful. As for my fans, don't worry, it will be just a matter of time before I get back into the ring around here.

Takerholic
June 11th, 2006, 2:37 PM
HA HA Fasho...Arm Chair gave you a necklace!

FaSho34
June 11th, 2006, 3:10 PM
Fasho, what did I tell ya, I was indeed right about givin me another chance right? You won your match. Keep this up and we could be the next tag champs. But are we still on for the match against the former champs? Even if not, don't worry bout anything cause we would be great. I know you want gold so take this. It is a bling bling necklace. Who know what could happen in your next match. But now even I am wondering who this masked man was. Atleast he shows up at the right time. Either one of us could have been blamed for it and that would have been just aweful. As for my fans, don't worry, it will be just a matter of time before I get back into the ring around here.

I have given thought to this offer... and my answer is...


I will think about it...

viva_la_raza
June 12th, 2006, 11:26 AM
RSA SATURDAY NIGHT JUBILEE

ONE YEAR ON FROM THE FORMATION OF RSA

Card subject to change

Aeida, Rip & Blaze vs Norman Zook, Punisher & Jess Bailey

Pick your poison - RSA TITLE ON THE LINE
Chris Lemchi vs ?????????

International Title Match
Hopkins w/Mortis vs Mikey Jones

Debut Match
Hyperion vs Chris 'Suicidal' Scott

RSA Tag Title Match-Steel Cage Match
Peacepipe and Funazz vs Fasho and Oni Chann

'Crazy' Larry Jones vs Chris Kluwe

Plus some appearences from other former guys of the company, and an edition of Natts Chat with the new tag champions, Funazz and Peacepipe, and also with guest appearance from the new GM oceansmafia, with an important announcement regarding the next PPV.

Rip
June 12th, 2006, 1:33 PM
Mikey, your IN Title match, don't stress about masked men dude, Aeida and I have your back.

viva_la_raza
June 12th, 2006, 4:22 PM
Mikey, your IN Title match, don't stress about masked men dude, Aeida and I have your back.

Call me smart or whatever, but I noticed lets say, an ommision of my name from that list there Ripster....now I know that you three have your doubts and suspiscions, but let me make somthing perfectly clear, I founded the Revolution, and it's in my blood, I don't want it to crash and burn like the Regime did so uneviably at the end of RWC....and more importantly I wouldn't try to harm those who i brought into the company, my three closet allies in the company....but obviously after everything I have ever done for you, Mikey and Aeida, I can't be trusted....

Don't get me wrong, I understand why your suspicious, I have had one or two convenient excuses recently, but they have all been legit, deep down you guys know that, you just can't stand not knowing who really is behind these attacks, trust me Rip, it burns a hole in side me too, but I must ask you one question..

Why on earth do you think I would try to bring down what I have created?

Tick Tock Rippy Boy, it's time for you to start thinking logically my friend...

Mikey_Jones
June 12th, 2006, 4:56 PM
Natty boy. You’re the man who brought me into this business. The man who helped me out when I needed it and helped me become big in RSA. I owe you man and I still do. But lately you have been a little strange. But that don't matter. Prove to me you can be trusted by being at ringside for my IN UK Title shot. I'm proud of either name but the IN Title shows that everyone form anywhere can win it, especially with Hoppy holding the belt. Be at ringside along with Rip and Aeida I know I can trust you.

And as for you Mortis how does it feel to be screwed? I know Bruno never has been but how does it feel for you? To lose your title? Why don’t we roll the footage?

*The Jonesitron 5000 comes down and the footage from Friday Night Society comes up*


Friday Night Society

Funazz and Peacepipe vs. Mortis and Bruno
RSA Tag Team Titles

Holy Moly! It's Mikey Jones!! He just appeared from the crowd with a steel chair! Wham! Wham! Wham! He just crushed Mortis over the skull with that indented chair, and then slides out of the ring undetected. Funazz makes the quick tag to Peacepipe who is already on the top rope. Peacepipe leaps……420!!! 420 Splash!! He hit it! He covers……referee suddenly aware of the situation slides over. 1……..2…….3!!! That's it!!! We have new Tag Team Champions!!

I can't believe it! Blaze was distracting the referee as well as Bruno. When Mortis didn't make the much-needed tag….Mikey came in with a steel chair and got some payback. Unbelievable! Mortis is out cold on the canvas and……ooooohh! Mortis sits up! He sits up…..and looks very pissed off. Bruno is in the ring now as well…he looks sad that the referee took away his title belt. Poor Bruno. The new champions and Blaze make their way to the exit ramp high-fiving fans along the way, sporting their new belts. Who thought we would crown new champs here tonight.

Did you enjoy that Mortis? Getting your head crashed in? Losing your title? Well, when we face off I’ll make sure you feel a lot more disappointment than that. I can guarantee it.

But onto our illustrious and grand IN Champion James Hopkins, who seems to be obsessed with bad jokes really. Mind you, when his from the tough streets of….Bristol he has a point. Wait, Bristol? :lol: Yeah, our great, brilliant champion is from Bristol. And James, stop with the jokes. We both know I ain’t fat and that you’re nothing more than a joke champion. In fact, I’ve made a list of good points and bad points:

Good
From England

Bad
Everything else

Well, that was easy. But the point is I’m facing you 1 on 1 for the IN Championship. And when I win and become a 2 time Champion I’d be proud to christen it its rightful name: THE INTERNATIONAL CHAMPIONSHIP!

V-Line
June 12th, 2006, 5:57 PM
No Plans for me on the show is there?

Rip
June 12th, 2006, 10:10 PM
Call me smart or whatever, but I noticed lets say, an ommision of my name from that list there Ripster....now I know that you three have your doubts and suspiscions, but let me make somthing perfectly clear, I founded the Revolution, and it's in my blood, I don't want it to crash and burn like the Regime did so uneviably at the end of RWC....and more importantly I wouldn't try to harm those who i brought into the company, my three closet allies in the company....but obviously after everything I have ever done for you, Mikey and Aeida, I can't be trusted....

Don't get me wrong, I understand why your suspicious, I have had one or two convenient excuses recently, but they have all been legit, deep down you guys know that, you just can't stand not knowing who really is behind these attacks, trust me Rip, it burns a hole in side me too, but I must ask you one question..

Why on earth do you think I would try to bring down what I have created?

Tick Tock Rippy Boy, it's time for you to start thinking logically my friend...


So you noticed huh boss?

Guess you might have noticed that I ain't named my third 'jack' for my match against stormin' Norman either, see there is a real good reason for both, I sat down and thought long and hard and you know what boss, I really can't trust you right now.

It hurts to say that mate, you know it does, but you have to admit it looks bad for you right now.

See what really worries me is your defence, let's start with the old 'after everything I've done for you' line, glossing over the fact it makes you sound like my Dad, let me just ask..........

What have you done for me boss?

I earned everything I've had here since I came, and more besides, I lit the whole place with my matches against Punisher, I've had done everything asked of me, hell I even managed to make Norman and Jesus look good for your ticket sales. And where has it got me? I earned my IN shot, I had to remind you every f*cking day that I had it, and what happens when it comes round at last? I get screwed, and where are you?

See I know what Mikey has done for me since I came here, the little fella has my back, he's my partner, we watch each others backs as for Aeida, hell we might spark at each other but we both know where we stand, he's the reason I'm here and I'd walk through the doors of hell itself for the little Oz loon, and I know when I need him he'll be there.

You?

All I get is a lot of hot air boss..............

As for your other defence, 'why would I destroy what I created?' well that dosn't stand up for me either.

We'll gloss over the whole ego issue and the why the hell not gambit. but boss I can see reasons as clear as day, what do you get from it? Cold hard cash, see this whole mess is ratings gold isn't it, the buy-rates are way up so theres reason one right there, money does strange things to people boss, makes them turn on their closest friends and allies. What about personal success and glory? lets be honest this whole masked man crap is keeping three of the best wrestlers inRSA tied up and out of the Championship hunt now isn't it? Fear? That's always a good one mate, can you feel Aeida breathing down your neck yet feel him rapidly eclipsing you? Is Mikeys star rising to fast and making you nervous boss?

See you ask why would you, my answer is simple, why wouldn't you?

But hell boss everyone knows I'm paranoid don't they, everyone knows I'm getting old and sometimes the aging mind plays tricks on you, so I guess I side with Mikey, prove us wrong boss stand with us at ringside for Mikeys match, be my third 'jack' against boring Norman show the world the Revolution is stronger than ever, balls in your court I guess bossman.

Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock

Time to show your colours Boss.

Tick, Tock
Tick........

Aeida
June 12th, 2006, 10:27 PM
Woah Woah Woah, Rip man, before we start jumping to conclusions about Natty think about it man... Naming Natty your third lumberjack is the right thing to do, look at it from two different ways

If Natty is at ringside, and is the masked guy, you think he is going to show his real colours and beat you down during the match? Hell no, otherwise why would he bother trying to hid his identity all this time. If Nat is the Masked SOB, there very well isn't going to be another one coming out to screw the match up

And think of it from another way, if it so happens that Natty is at ring side when the masked guy comes out to attack, he will be cleared of all charges, and maybe the Revolution can start trusting eachother again...

And if he is stupid enough to attack all 4 of us will be there to rip that mask off find out who he is and then kick his ass

Think about it...

Rip
June 12th, 2006, 10:33 PM
Aeida bro, it's like you read my mind, way I see it this is the only way for Natty to prove his intentions, one way or another.

Your answer boss?

StoneColdChris
June 13th, 2006, 2:07 AM
Hahahaha

This is great

Natty, your own faction is doubting you. I'm loving every moment of this. Oh no there is a masked man attacking the revolution, and their leader is their no. 1 suspect. Shows what faith they have in you. I smell dissention in the ranks, and looky here the Elite still stay strong, which brings me to this...

Society, ugh, such a disgrace to call you that. Considering that the real society died when Slare and I ended it, and with no slare, you guys aren't a stable, you guys are just 3 wannabees playing dressups. You guys are killing the legacy which Slare and I, with Nightmare, created as the Society. That was the society, you arent it. So I want to make a match for Odyssey, as the champ I have every right, Cole Parker vs Bruno. Thats right Bruno, you vs my boy Parker. Seeing as Slare choose you to be in Society, lets see how you do against a true menace to Society, as Cole will end what me and Slare ended a long time ago

Now moving on, wooo your WRESTLING HERO has something to reveal to all of you. Now people have been asking me, "Chris why are you putting your career on the line," and I told them in time you'll see. Well me and Nat have signed the contract and its settled Me vs Nattydred for the RSA title, Texas Death Match, If I lose I leave RSA forever but heres the kicker IF NAT LOSES HE WILL NEVER EVER GET THE CHANCE TO GO AFTER THE RSA TITLE, IN TITLE, OR TAG TITLES as long as I am champion, I don't plan on losing so Nat get used to have your waist beltless for a LONG time.

As for my pick my poison match, Nat you go get anyone in the roster, anyone at all, I will do what you didn't win, because I am a winner and a WRESTLING HERO and thats the STONE COLD TRUTH

viva_la_raza
June 13th, 2006, 4:02 AM
Aeida bro, it's like you read my mind, way I see it this is the only way for Natty to prove his intentions, one way or another.

Your answer boss?



My answer? Of course it's a yes, I brought you guys together and I'm not going to stand by and watch a bunch of guys start beating you down whenever they get the chance. I'll be at ringside, don't you worry about that.



So you noticed huh boss?

Guess you might have noticed that I ain't named my third 'jack' for my match against stormin' Norman either, see there is a real good reason for both, I sat down and thought long and hard and you know what boss, I really can't trust you right now.

It hurts to say that mate, you know it does, but you have to admit it looks bad for you right now.

See what really worries me is your defence, let's start with the old 'after everything I've done for you' line, glossing over the fact it makes you sound like my Dad, let me just ask..........

What have you done for me boss?

I earned everything I've had here since I came, and more besides, I lit the whole place with my matches against Punisher, I've had done everything asked of me, hell I even managed to make Norman and Jesus look good for your ticket sales. And where has it got me? I earned my IN shot, I had to remind you every f*cking day that I had it, and what happens when it comes round at last? I get screwed, and where are you?

See I know what Mikey has done for me since I came here, the little fella has my back, he's my partner, we watch each others backs as for Aeida, hell we might spark at each other but we both know where we stand, he's the reason I'm here and I'd walk through the doors of hell itself for the little Oz loon, and I know when I need him he'll be there.

You?

All I get is a lot of hot air boss..............

As for your other defence, 'why would I destroy what I created?' well that dosn't stand up for me either.

We'll gloss over the whole ego issue and the why the hell not gambit. but boss I can see reasons as clear as day, what do you get from it? Cold hard cash, see this whole mess is ratings gold isn't it, the buy-rates are way up so theres reason one right there, money does strange things to people boss, makes them turn on their closest friends and allies. What about personal success and glory? lets be honest this whole masked man crap is keeping three of the best wrestlers inRSA tied up and out of the Championship hunt now isn't it? Fear? That's always a good one mate, can you feel Aeida breathing down your neck yet feel him rapidly eclipsing you? Is Mikeys star rising to fast and making you nervous boss?

See you ask why would you, my answer is simple, why wouldn't you?

But hell boss everyone knows I'm paranoid don't they, everyone knows I'm getting old and sometimes the aging mind plays tricks on you, so I guess I side with Mikey, prove us wrong boss stand with us at ringside for Mikeys match, be my third 'jack' against boring Norman show the world the Revolution is stronger than ever, balls in your court I guess bossman.

Tick, Tock
Tick, Tock

Time to show your colours Boss.

Tick, Tock
Tick........



Woah Woah Woah, Rip man, before we start jumping to conclusions about Natty think about it man... Naming Natty your third lumberjack is the right thing to do, look at it from two different ways

If Natty is at ringside, and is the masked guy, you think he is going to show his real colours and beat you down during the match? Hell no, otherwise why would he bother trying to hid his identity all this time. If Nat is the Masked SOB, there very well isn't going to be another one coming out to screw the match up

And think of it from another way, if it so happens that Natty is at ring side when the masked guy comes out to attack, he will be cleared of all charges, and maybe the Revolution can start trusting eachother again...

And if he is stupid enough to attack all 4 of us will be there to rip that mask off find out who he is and then kick his ass

Think about it...


Is that how things are, is it? All of you are so ready to prove I'm this masked dude that your ready to 'kick my ass'? You know what, I'm going to prove to you 'Doubting Thomas' what I'm really made of, hell it's strange for me to say it but I am going to prove to you guys that I am on your side every step of the way.

What have I done for you? I saw you, a helpless little newbie strutting around the coridoor, not really going anywhere in terms of direction, in terms of career or in terms of sense, so I plucked you up and gave you the backing you needed to show your true potential...maybe I didn't teach any of you somthing thats called gratitude...but like you said there are plenty of reasons why I would want to bring down my OWN faction....

Aeida breathing down my neck? Mikey becoming a rising star? You hit the nail on the head Ripster, of course omitting the fact that you too are becoming a star for the future, and fast. But, why on God's green earth do you think that would make me want to bring down the faction I work to tirelessly to create? I have never been more excited about the potential a faction has, and more importantly, I have never been more proud watching three people I brought in performing to the highest standards and stealing the show each and every week...

But, you guys want answers, and I'll give you them, and I wont wait until the PPV either.... This Saturday I'll show you all what I truley am made of, and I hope you three can eat your words as well as you can dish them out, because lets just say you're painful ingratitude has done a whole lot to lose my confidence and trust in all three of you, the three men who I thought would stand by me through anything, just I promised to do for them....




Hahahaha

This is great

Natty, your own faction is doubting you. I'm loving every moment of this. Oh no there is a masked man attacking the revolution, and their leader is their no. 1 suspect. Shows what faith they have in you. I smell dissention in the ranks, and looky here the Elite still stay strong, which brings me to this...

Society, ugh, such a disgrace to call you that. Considering that the real society died when Slare and I ended it, and with no slare, you guys aren't a stable, you guys are just 3 wannabees playing dressups. You guys are killing the legacy which Slare and I, with Nightmare, created as the Society. That was the society, you arent it. So I want to make a match for Odyssey, as the champ I have every right, Cole Parker vs Bruno. Thats right Bruno, you vs my boy Parker. Seeing as Slare choose you to be in Society, lets see how you do against a true menace to Society, as Cole will end what me and Slare ended a long time ago

Now moving on, wooo your WRESTLING HERO has something to reveal to all of you. Now people have been asking me, "Chris why are you putting your career on the line," and I told them in time you'll see. Well me and Nat have signed the contract and its settled Me vs Nattydred for the RSA title, Texas Death Match, If I lose I leave RSA forever but heres the kicker IF NAT LOSES HE WILL NEVER EVER GET THE CHANCE TO GO AFTER THE RSA TITLE, IN TITLE, OR TAG TITLES as long as I am champion, I don't plan on losing so Nat get used to have your waist beltless for a LONG time.

As for my pick my poison match, Nat you go get anyone in the roster, anyone at all, I will do what you didn't win, because I am a winner and a WRESTLING HERO and thats the STONE COLD TRUTH


Well, as if I didn't have enough on my plate already. Chris, to be honest with you I hope you are enjoying this little moment of tyranny, ingratitude and dissention within the ranks of Revolution....you see our match is getting closer by the second...and unlike the situation I'm having with my faction at the moment, theres nothing you can do to change that small fact.

As you may have already guessed, all of my Revolution guys are in matches this week so unless they want to do double duty for a 'backstabbing two faced no good prick' like myself, which of course I highly doubt, you've got a lot of guessing to do my friend. You see, I could, and probably would have bet my left nut on the fact that you would pick Mr Parker for that matcfh, and I could have also bet that the NO DQ stipulation would crop up just to bite me in the ass. But I'm not here to piss and moan, in fact completely the opposite in fact.

Call yourself the Wrestling Hero, the King of Kings, the Gods of Gods, whatever, it doesn't phase me. Sure, I accept your stipulation, and instead of making butterflies fly around the pit of my stomach and make me start trembling, it is instead building the anticipation up inside of me....you see I have waited for this kind of opperunity all of my life, never before has one this clear been presented to me. Thats right, you heard me, I'm ready to put the chance to fight for those titles on the line..why you may ask? I've told you that, I'm not going to give you another long promo about how the desire is eating me up blah blah blah, but it is Chris, and every day my desire gets stronger.

Good luck on Saturday my old, well....foe....have fun trying to work out who your going to face. And considering you hit a terrific backhander to me when you chose the stipulation of No DQ, I'm going to hit an identically sweet and eqaully applaudable return to you Chrissy boy, but, unfortunatly, you're going to have to play a little guessing game with that as well....but I'm sure you'll enjoy yourself.

It looks like I have a lot to do at Saturday Night Jubilee doesn't it...

But trust me, I wont dissapoint any of you......

Aeida
June 13th, 2006, 4:25 AM
Just so you know what i meant was, if the masked guy comes to attack all 4 of us would kick his ass, not we will attack you dude (unless you were the masked guy that is)

viva_la_raza
June 13th, 2006, 4:27 AM
Oh right, I misunderstood you.

Ah well, I think you guys got told any how :p

Stealth
June 13th, 2006, 4:28 AM
It’s a warm summer night, yet there is an eerie chill in the air. An unsettling mist hovers upon the horizon. There is a full moon with a purplish tint that shines over the desolate barren ground. We are inside of a forlorn graveyard……and we see a dark mysterious figure lurching over one of the gravesites.

Here lies Elizabeth Stride…..killed on Sunday, September 30, 1888.
Beside her lies Mary Ann Nichols….killed on Friday, August 31, 1888.
Beside her lies Annie Chapman…..killed on Saturday, September 8, 1888.
Beside her lies Catherine Eddowes….killed on Sunday, September 30, 1888.
Beside her lies Mary Jane Kelly…killed on Friday, November 9, 1888.


The Canonical Five….


The resting place of five of the most famous victims in all of England. A place where disembodied sounds can almost be felt from within if you stay here long enough. This place will haunt the most cynical of skeptics, and scar the most hallowed of minds. Why do I choose to stand here in the middle of this earthen ground? Why do I draw attention to the wastelands of one of the most feared massacres of European folklore? I’m here for one reason……..Mikey Jones.

Odyssey will be held on July 9th. At that pay-per-view, I suggest we finally settle our differences. No masked men this time….no faction assistance either. Just you…..and just me. Both of us in a graveyard match….. Not a standard buried alive match, or a casket match, mind you. Just a good ‘ol fashion butt-whoopin’ that happens to take place in this exact graveyard. No rules….no excuses. Pinfalls and submissions will count anywhere….and I do mean anywhere! On the ground, in the bushes, under a tree, on a concrete mausoleum slab….wherever! That is….if you can handle the terror. If you can handle the hell and humiliation. If you can handle my back yard….. ha ha ha ha ha!!

Mikey, I’m holding a fresh grave in reserve just for you. A new headstone in a rotting cemetery beside a two-hundred year old oak tree. By the time I get done manhandling your decrepid corpse, you won’t have anything for your mother to recognize. And may I suggest that instead of bringing a referee with you at Odyssey, that you bring a priest instead….





A howling moon lurks in the sky
Fate lies upon the cold solid clay
A storm is brewing you'd better hide
From the emminant domain of decay

A bloody tomb lives inside a cradle
Jagged stitches are coming loose
Cold black death lurches from above
While your neck is placed in the noose

Your screams are heard for miles around
As starving vultures circle from o’er the top
The pain will continue to eat your soul
And the torture will never stop

The Odyssey that you finally leave behind
Will soon read something like this
Here lies Mikey from the hand of Mortis
Buried July Ninth, Two Thousand Six

Tha Kyd
June 13th, 2006, 5:43 PM
:mtr: :england: legend

Just to start things off

It seems that the High Jynx are sitting together in a circle along with Larry Jones, Bruno, Jess and Punisher. It's seems like it's sorta a spiritual group and Funazz is the leader.

Lady and Gentlemen, welcome to Funazz's version of Acoholics Annonymous. All of you have problems and I am here to help you solve them. Being that today is your first session, we will only be addressing you problems though. Lets start by going around in a circle and stating your names,

Blaze

PeacePipe

Bunnies!!!

Bruno

Punisher

Jess, why the fuck am I here. I don't have any fucking problems?

Ahh, but my dear Jessica, you do have a problem, and it's linked that man your sitting by

Who Punisher? What the fuck is wrong with us other than the fact we hate your guts?

Funazz let me cut this short, you are a SLUT!!! I've seen the kinda content you use in your video packages and it makes me sick!

HEY! God gave me boobs and ass and I plan on exploiting them to the best of my ability.

You see this is why no one takes women seriously anymore, because of people like you, showing so much skin. It's disgusting.

Your just mad cuz your not as good looking as I am.

Wanna say that to my face?

RIP HER TOP OFF

MAKE OUT

BUNNIES!

It seems that the 2 girls can't wait for RSA Odyssey as Jess grabs Blaze by the hair and starts throwing her around but Blaze overtakes Jess's legs and.... YES! A catfight breaks out. The two women start rolling on the floor.

W00T! keep going! Don't stop.

PeacePipe pulls out his cell phone and begins recording the divas rolling along the floor. But Larry Jones notices a henna tatoo of a rabbit on Jess's lower back. He quickly lunges for her.

BUNNIES!!! Must grab bunny. Must feed bunny. Must free bunny!

He grabs Jess's ass. Alarmed by someone grabbing her ass. Jess lets up and slaps Larry Jones across the face. Larry hisses very loudly before running off into the dark corner rocking back and forth. A red tinge also comming from his eyes.

I think he needs more help than your little club here Funazz.

Nonsense, your just overzelous and biased towards retarded people. Moving on... Bruno, would you mind telling us what your problems is?

I have no problem.... You just have my tag team title.

Well, I did beat you for it last week.

Yeah but it was shiny.

I know, but now it's mine

But we used to do everything together. Go for walks in the park, eat food, master-

OKAY!!!! (I hope PeacePipe got that one). It's quite apparent, that you like Shiny things.

YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND! I NEED THAT TITLE BACK! SHE'S CALLING FOR ME RIGHT NOW! I MARRIED THAT BITCH!

Calm down Bruno... We don't want for you to get hurt...

Bruno creeps toward Funazz slowly like a zombie in Resident Evil. Funazz not knowing what to do picks up the chair he's sitting in and wacks him over the head with it. After which Funazz hits the Funazzastrruction knocking out Bruno. PeacePipe progressed to stomp on the lifeless Bruno.

Why the fuck are you talking shit to me bitch. Leave me the fuck alone.

What are you talking-

Who are you?

I said already I was

SHUT THE FUCK UP! NO ONE WAS TALKING TO YOU! *grrrrr* Why are you saying May fucking 19th?

PeacePipe goes balistic and picks up Punisher by the throat. Chokeslam to Punisher as another lifeless body is added into the room. Jess walks over and conforts her man before leaving to get a paramedic.

What was that for?

I dunno. *whisper* But if you ask me, He was asking for it

PeacePipe, I know what your problem is.

Yeah I know. I'm addicted to weed. And there ain't no fucking way you gon' stop meh

Begins singing Riders on the Storm by the Doors. He's into it and everything.

Riders on the storm
Riders on the storm
Into this house were born
Into this world were thrown
Like a dog without a bone
An actor out on loan
Riders on the storm

Theres a killer on the road
His brain is squirmin like a toad
Take a long holiday
Let your children play
If ya give this man a ride
Sweet memory will die
Killer on the road

Blaze aren't you a pyromaniac?

Yeah?

Light me one.

Isn't that illegal though?

Who cares? I haven't gotten caught yet haven't I?

Blaze somehow (no one questions how or should for that matter) makes a flame from her hand and lights PP's blunt. It is about now that the door swings wide open. A red carpet rolls out as horns play. Oni Chann walks out.

Presenting the greatest RSA superstar, past, present, future, from Broadway, Manhattan, New York- He is "Mr Broadway"..... FASHO!!

Fasho walks out looking quite regal. He takes several bows as the High Jynx look at him with a look that says what the fuck is going on.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I have come because I am obsessed with myself.

We knew that Fasho, but quite frankly, you need medical attention, not Funazz attention. So you see the door, you can apparently leave.

No I am here to make you seem the least bit great

Blaze take him out! NOW!

Blaze pulls out a flame thrower. Fasho screams like a little girl as the flame narrowly misses him. Blaze chases him down the hall as PeacePipe and Funazz remain in the room laughing their asses off.