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6CW Seasons' Beatings 2013 22nd December 2013
Official theme song: "Kryptonite" by 3 Doors Down
Pre-Show (6CW.com exclusive)
Molly Coddle vs Dennis Hart
Match 1
Open invitational
“The Sharpshooter” Scott Harris vs ???
Match 2
6CW UK Championship
Tyler Roth © vs Jack Hurst
Match 3
Marty Helms vs Robin Reborn
Match 4
6CW Xtreme Championship
Last Man Standing
Ojore © vs DeMarcus Brown
Match 5
Chaos vs Jonathan Daniels vs Vincent Costello
Match 6
Street Fight
GazzyD vs Max Adamson
Match 7
6CW vs The Authority
Mike Masters/Drake vs Blade/Mike Conrad
Main Event 1
6CW Championship
Hell in a Cell
Nate Nack © vs Orthrus
Main Event 2
EWF Championship
Enforcer © vs Thunder
Special Guest Referee: Liam Wood
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Re: 6CW Seasons' Beatings 2013 22nd December 2013
As Anarchy goes off air Christy James is backstage at the Copper Box arena, she seems to be in a hurry as she makes her way through the twisting corridors of the backstage area...
CJ: Ladies and gentlemen I'm Christy James with my weekly backstage report for 6CW.com I've just got word that if we rush we may catch Vincent Costello before he leaves the arena, follow me...
Christy rushes off down the hallway with the shot rocking from side to side as the cameraman struggles to keep up.
As Christy turns another corner Costello can be seen walking through a fire exit door, Miss James bursts through the door shouting in Vincent's direction as he makes his way to the parking lot...
CJ: Vincent, Mr Costello can we grab a few words for 6CW.com?
Costello stops, turns and throws Christy a look of distain
VC: A few words? Knock yourself out
CJ: Firstly congratulations on your victory tonight over Chaos, a comprehensive victory by submission for you against a former world champion, what are your thoughts on how the match went?
VC: Seriously? That's your question?
Christy nervously replies
CJ: Yes
VC: You have a few precious moments with Vincent Costello and that is the best you can come up with? My name is not Liam Wood, I have no interest in self indulgence and I certainly don't want congratulating on putting down old yeller.
CJ: Old yeller?
VC: Yeah old yeller, surely you Brits know who good old yeller is?
CJ: Sorry no?
VC: We'll let me enlighten you, Old yeller was everyone's favourite dog, top dog you might say, but that inevitable day came when yeller got old, slow and weak and someone had to take old yeller out to the wood shed and put him out of his misery. I can see you looking confused sweetheart so let me connect the dots and spell it out for you...Chaos you may have been a top dog in this business once upon a time and god knows you were once a force to be reckoned with but as I proved out there tonight your nothing more than a spent force and come seasons beatings I'll do you and everyone else a favour by putting you down once and for all and finally old yeller can rest.
Now I think I've wasted enough time so...
CJ: Sorry Vincent before you leave one last question, Jonathan Daniels, where does he stand on your list of priorities, a man of his size and ability will surely pose a real threat to your aspirations of winning at seasons beatings
VC: Now that's a real question! You just went up half an iota in my estimations.
Christy half blushes, half looks annoyed at the backhanded compliment
VC: I know very little about Jonathan Daniels but tonight told me all I needed to know, the mans brains are in his biceps and if he thinks for one moment that he can interject himself into my business he's either very stupid or very misguided...most likely, both. But to answer your question where does Daniels stand on my priority list...he doesn't!
6CW can put 2 opponents in my path, they can put 3, hell line up the entire locker from for all I care...because at seasons beating I will leave my mark on this company.
Costello's law says take everything, leave nothing!
CJ: Ladies and gentlemen I'm Christy James with my weekly backstage report for 6CW.com I've just got word that if we rush we may catch Vincent Costello before he leaves the arena, follow me...
Christy rushes off down the hallway with the shot rocking from side to side as the cameraman struggles to keep up.
As Christy turns another corner Costello can be seen walking through a fire exit door, Miss James bursts through the door shouting in Vincent's direction as he makes his way to the parking lot...
CJ: Vincent, Mr Costello can we grab a few words for 6CW.com?
Costello stops, turns and throws Christy a look of distain
VC: A few words? Knock yourself out
CJ: Firstly congratulations on your victory tonight over Chaos, a comprehensive victory by submission for you against a former world champion, what are your thoughts on how the match went?
VC: Seriously? That's your question?
Christy nervously replies
CJ: Yes
VC: You have a few precious moments with Vincent Costello and that is the best you can come up with? My name is not Liam Wood, I have no interest in self indulgence and I certainly don't want congratulating on putting down old yeller.
CJ: Old yeller?
VC: Yeah old yeller, surely you Brits know who good old yeller is?
CJ: Sorry no?
VC: We'll let me enlighten you, Old yeller was everyone's favourite dog, top dog you might say, but that inevitable day came when yeller got old, slow and weak and someone had to take old yeller out to the wood shed and put him out of his misery. I can see you looking confused sweetheart so let me connect the dots and spell it out for you...Chaos you may have been a top dog in this business once upon a time and god knows you were once a force to be reckoned with but as I proved out there tonight your nothing more than a spent force and come seasons beatings I'll do you and everyone else a favour by putting you down once and for all and finally old yeller can rest.
Now I think I've wasted enough time so...
CJ: Sorry Vincent before you leave one last question, Jonathan Daniels, where does he stand on your list of priorities, a man of his size and ability will surely pose a real threat to your aspirations of winning at seasons beatings
VC: Now that's a real question! You just went up half an iota in my estimations.
Christy half blushes, half looks annoyed at the backhanded compliment
VC: I know very little about Jonathan Daniels but tonight told me all I needed to know, the mans brains are in his biceps and if he thinks for one moment that he can interject himself into my business he's either very stupid or very misguided...most likely, both. But to answer your question where does Daniels stand on my priority list...he doesn't!
6CW can put 2 opponents in my path, they can put 3, hell line up the entire locker from for all I care...because at seasons beating I will leave my mark on this company.
Costello's law says take everything, leave nothing!
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Re: 6CW Seasons' Beatings 2013 22nd December 2013
(OOC: This takes place a few days after today's show.)
Our scene opens in a cordoned off area of a small auditorium, the camera pans around revealing what looks like a makeshift backstage area, lining the walls are various kit bags hung up on pegs, we see various wrestling costumes before coming to a crumpled poster that has been stuck to the wall, the camera zooms in revealing it to be for a charity wrestling event, as the camera pans down it reads “Featuring a very special guest...TBA!” The camera zooms back out and continues to pan, suddenly a familiar figure walks in to the scene with a serious look crossing his face.
The Viper Liam Wood makes his way through being escorted by the promotion runner Bobby James, he directs Liam to his section of the backstage area but Viper looks disinterested...Viper removes his EWF hoodie revealing a Kill Steen Kill t-shirt with the sleeves cut off, his tattoos on full display, Bobby continues to talk but Viper looks distracted, his phone begins to ring but he places it down on the side, the camera noting that the incoming call is from Emmy, Viper looks down and shakes his head before cancelling the call, Bobby James finally gets his attention.
James: Here we go Viper, it's not much but for the next few hours you can call this home...it might not live up to 6CW but-
At the mention of 6CW Viper once again goes in to his own little world, his phone vibrates again, this time a text from Emmy, the preview on the screen reading “I hope today goes well, I hope that we're...”, Viper looks at the screen for a second before turning the phone off and placing it inside the locker along with a few other items, Bobby continues to talk in the background but Viper is clearly distracted by other things. A voice breaks the distraction...
???: Look who it is...the big shot slumming it dow here with the amatures...
James: Brendan, just cut it out...Liam is doing us a massive favour taking part in this event and doesn't need you acting like...well, you!
Viper stares at the guy in front of him, Brendan Perez, the federations hottest star and the guy most likely to break out, Brendan ignores Bobby and begins to square up to Viper, a smirk covers his face as he notices a few of the other wrestlers beginning to watch.
Perez: You do realise that no-one buys it right!? This whole Thunder and Viper forever till death do you part bullsh!t!
Viper's jaw clenches as Bobby attempts to get between the two of them, Brendan waits for a reaction but Viper holds back, the smirk covering Perez' face turns to a snarl as he further pushes Viper
Perez: He stole your title...he stole your rematch and soon enough, he'll be stealing your girl, it's making you look like a pathetic loser...If it was me...I'd...well to tell you the truth, I wouldn't have let it happen in the first place, I would have pulled on the S.O.A t-shirt and showed the world how smart I was.
Viper attempts to walk away but Perez pulls him back in and a smug smile covers his face, finally Viper responds
Viper: I'm here to fight...not talk about 6CW or discuss how much better I am than you so I'll see you out there. A tip for you though, I am NOT in the mood for some no name punk acting like he's the next me...
Viper shoves past Perez who begins to laugh, he and the other members of the federation begin to mock Viper as he makes his way out to the ring where the fans are getting excited to see the surprise guest.
We cut to the auditorium that is packed with wrestling fans of all ages, the camera pans around to show about 250 people all getting ready for the main event of the night which see's Brendan Perez take on a surprise guest, suddenly “€666” by I Killed The Prom Queen begins to blast from the PA System and The Viper Liam Wood comes out sending the crowd in to a frenzy, he bursts out of the entrance high fiving the fans as he does, they start up a 6-C-DUB chant as he makes his way to the ring, taking a mic and rolling in.
Viper: THIS is the reason I do what I do!
The crowds chants get louder and the noise of stamping feet takes over the small room, Viper walks around the ring for a second before continuing to talk to the fans.
Viper: I want to thank everyone for coming out tonight and for watching me in my last match of the year.
As the fans chant for Viper a boo can be heard over the PA, the crowd turn to the entrance to see Perez standing with a mic to his lips, he continues to boo as he walks to the ring going nose to nose with Viper before continuing to antagonise Wood.
Perez: How does it feel to know you're about to lose your last match of this year? My tip is to leave now actually...if you mess with me, this might be your last match ever...
Viper smirks as the crowd chant “@sshole” towards Perez, the chants turn to cheers as Viper delivers a stiff right hand causing Perez to hit the matt hard, the ref runs down and splits the two before ringing the bell to start the fight and we join Lucas Andrews on commentary.
As the match starts Perez begins to shout about Wood's failed EWF title run and how Emmy and Thunder were against him, Wood grits his teeth as Perez bursts towards Viper with a head of steam looking for revenge for the punch, the crowd go crazy as Wood uses Perez' momentum against him hitting a huge spinebuster before dropping down and laying in to Perez with thunderous ground and pound
Andrews: The Viper is already showing the fans here why he is a former TV and World Heavyweight Champion, if Perez can't fight this attack off then this could be over quick!
Perez attempts to cover up but Wood finds a way through landing hard fists to the face and jaw of Perez. Perez manages to push Wood back using his legs but Wood is relentless, hitting a huge running knee to the side of Perez's face as he gets to his knees before returning and hitting a double stomp to the chest of his opponent. Perez begins to crawl in agony as Wood begins to stalk him, as Perez pulls on the ropes of the ring to pull himself up Wood runs in hitting a rib cracking kick.
Wood pulls Perez up and throws him in to the turnbuckle, landing punches to the ribs, as Perez attempts to guard them he receives a huge forearm to the face, followed by countless European Uppercut taking Perez down to a sitting position near the turnbuckle, Wood climbs to the second rope and hits a huge slingshot drop kick busting the nose of Perez wide open.
Andrews: Perez likes to call himself the pretty boy but Wood is certainly attempting to change that...
Wood steps back as Perez rolls around the ring in agony, the blood pouring from his nose as a result of the impact, Perez manages to get to his knees and can be heard screaming sorry as Wood looks down at him, Wood begins to walk towards the ropes before pausing for a second, suddenly a look of rage covers his face as he turns his attention back towards Perez...he darts across the ring hitting another huge knee to the kneeling opponent further busting him open before falling down on top of him landing punch after punch, the ref attempts to pull him off of his opponent but Wood pushes him away and continues the attack
Andrews: My god, Wood seems to have lost it...We heard that there was tension between these two and it seems to have spilled over, it seems like Perez may have got under the skin of the 6CW star...I guess he's regretting that now!
Suddenly two members of the roster burst in to the small venue and attempt to pull Wood off of Perez, one of the members sucseeds but is caught with a huge combination of lefts and rights before being tossed to the outside, Wood turns his attention back to Perez who has managed to roll down to the outside, Wood follows him down grabbing a chair as Perez begins to crawl, the crowd cheer as Wood lands a back breaking chair shot across his opponents spine, Perez lets out a scream as Wood lands another followed by a third before placing the chair across the steel steps and pull Perez up on to them to with him.
Andrews: No...he can't do this!
Crowd: HOLY SH!T x 10!
The crowd gasp in shock as Wood pulls Perez in to a pedigree position before jumping in the air and landing both feet on to the back of Perez's head sending him face first on to the metal, more roster members come down and finally manage to break up the beating, the camera zooms in on Wood, he pushes members away and walks to the back
Our scene changes back to the dressing room, Wood walks back and punches the wall over and over again until Bobby James storms in.
James: What the hell is going on!? We wanted a wrestling match, not a f*cking massacre!
Wood pauses for a few seconds before charging at James and slamming him against the wall, a look of fear crosses James' face as Viper responds.
Wood: I don't give a damn what you wanted...I came to fight and do what I do best...that's what you got...you put me up against some snot nose little punk who wants to push my buttons, he brought it on himself
James: I understand that the Authority are getting to you bu-
A look of rage covers Wood's face as his grip around the neck of James gets harder, cutting off James' sentence
Wood: You have NO idea what I am going through right now so I advice you shut you god damn mouth...You're lucky that I went easy on Perez because I could have ended his career before it even have a chance to begin...you called him your next big star but all I saw was a guy who thought he was good enough to be the next me...you wanted me to test if he could back that up...well I guess you have your answer now.
Wood throws James to the side and exits the room, the scene ends with James sat in the locker room in shock.
Our scene opens in a cordoned off area of a small auditorium, the camera pans around revealing what looks like a makeshift backstage area, lining the walls are various kit bags hung up on pegs, we see various wrestling costumes before coming to a crumpled poster that has been stuck to the wall, the camera zooms in revealing it to be for a charity wrestling event, as the camera pans down it reads “Featuring a very special guest...TBA!” The camera zooms back out and continues to pan, suddenly a familiar figure walks in to the scene with a serious look crossing his face.
The Viper Liam Wood makes his way through being escorted by the promotion runner Bobby James, he directs Liam to his section of the backstage area but Viper looks disinterested...Viper removes his EWF hoodie revealing a Kill Steen Kill t-shirt with the sleeves cut off, his tattoos on full display, Bobby continues to talk but Viper looks distracted, his phone begins to ring but he places it down on the side, the camera noting that the incoming call is from Emmy, Viper looks down and shakes his head before cancelling the call, Bobby James finally gets his attention.
James: Here we go Viper, it's not much but for the next few hours you can call this home...it might not live up to 6CW but-
At the mention of 6CW Viper once again goes in to his own little world, his phone vibrates again, this time a text from Emmy, the preview on the screen reading “I hope today goes well, I hope that we're...”, Viper looks at the screen for a second before turning the phone off and placing it inside the locker along with a few other items, Bobby continues to talk in the background but Viper is clearly distracted by other things. A voice breaks the distraction...
???: Look who it is...the big shot slumming it dow here with the amatures...
James: Brendan, just cut it out...Liam is doing us a massive favour taking part in this event and doesn't need you acting like...well, you!
Viper stares at the guy in front of him, Brendan Perez, the federations hottest star and the guy most likely to break out, Brendan ignores Bobby and begins to square up to Viper, a smirk covers his face as he notices a few of the other wrestlers beginning to watch.
Perez: You do realise that no-one buys it right!? This whole Thunder and Viper forever till death do you part bullsh!t!
Viper's jaw clenches as Bobby attempts to get between the two of them, Brendan waits for a reaction but Viper holds back, the smirk covering Perez' face turns to a snarl as he further pushes Viper
Perez: He stole your title...he stole your rematch and soon enough, he'll be stealing your girl, it's making you look like a pathetic loser...If it was me...I'd...well to tell you the truth, I wouldn't have let it happen in the first place, I would have pulled on the S.O.A t-shirt and showed the world how smart I was.
Viper attempts to walk away but Perez pulls him back in and a smug smile covers his face, finally Viper responds
Viper: I'm here to fight...not talk about 6CW or discuss how much better I am than you so I'll see you out there. A tip for you though, I am NOT in the mood for some no name punk acting like he's the next me...
Viper shoves past Perez who begins to laugh, he and the other members of the federation begin to mock Viper as he makes his way out to the ring where the fans are getting excited to see the surprise guest.
We cut to the auditorium that is packed with wrestling fans of all ages, the camera pans around to show about 250 people all getting ready for the main event of the night which see's Brendan Perez take on a surprise guest, suddenly “€666” by I Killed The Prom Queen begins to blast from the PA System and The Viper Liam Wood comes out sending the crowd in to a frenzy, he bursts out of the entrance high fiving the fans as he does, they start up a 6-C-DUB chant as he makes his way to the ring, taking a mic and rolling in.
Viper: THIS is the reason I do what I do!
The crowds chants get louder and the noise of stamping feet takes over the small room, Viper walks around the ring for a second before continuing to talk to the fans.
Viper: I want to thank everyone for coming out tonight and for watching me in my last match of the year.
As the fans chant for Viper a boo can be heard over the PA, the crowd turn to the entrance to see Perez standing with a mic to his lips, he continues to boo as he walks to the ring going nose to nose with Viper before continuing to antagonise Wood.
Perez: How does it feel to know you're about to lose your last match of this year? My tip is to leave now actually...if you mess with me, this might be your last match ever...
Viper smirks as the crowd chant “@sshole” towards Perez, the chants turn to cheers as Viper delivers a stiff right hand causing Perez to hit the matt hard, the ref runs down and splits the two before ringing the bell to start the fight and we join Lucas Andrews on commentary.
As the match starts Perez begins to shout about Wood's failed EWF title run and how Emmy and Thunder were against him, Wood grits his teeth as Perez bursts towards Viper with a head of steam looking for revenge for the punch, the crowd go crazy as Wood uses Perez' momentum against him hitting a huge spinebuster before dropping down and laying in to Perez with thunderous ground and pound
Andrews: The Viper is already showing the fans here why he is a former TV and World Heavyweight Champion, if Perez can't fight this attack off then this could be over quick!
Perez attempts to cover up but Wood finds a way through landing hard fists to the face and jaw of Perez. Perez manages to push Wood back using his legs but Wood is relentless, hitting a huge running knee to the side of Perez's face as he gets to his knees before returning and hitting a double stomp to the chest of his opponent. Perez begins to crawl in agony as Wood begins to stalk him, as Perez pulls on the ropes of the ring to pull himself up Wood runs in hitting a rib cracking kick.
Wood pulls Perez up and throws him in to the turnbuckle, landing punches to the ribs, as Perez attempts to guard them he receives a huge forearm to the face, followed by countless European Uppercut taking Perez down to a sitting position near the turnbuckle, Wood climbs to the second rope and hits a huge slingshot drop kick busting the nose of Perez wide open.
Andrews: Perez likes to call himself the pretty boy but Wood is certainly attempting to change that...
Wood steps back as Perez rolls around the ring in agony, the blood pouring from his nose as a result of the impact, Perez manages to get to his knees and can be heard screaming sorry as Wood looks down at him, Wood begins to walk towards the ropes before pausing for a second, suddenly a look of rage covers his face as he turns his attention back towards Perez...he darts across the ring hitting another huge knee to the kneeling opponent further busting him open before falling down on top of him landing punch after punch, the ref attempts to pull him off of his opponent but Wood pushes him away and continues the attack
Andrews: My god, Wood seems to have lost it...We heard that there was tension between these two and it seems to have spilled over, it seems like Perez may have got under the skin of the 6CW star...I guess he's regretting that now!
Suddenly two members of the roster burst in to the small venue and attempt to pull Wood off of Perez, one of the members sucseeds but is caught with a huge combination of lefts and rights before being tossed to the outside, Wood turns his attention back to Perez who has managed to roll down to the outside, Wood follows him down grabbing a chair as Perez begins to crawl, the crowd cheer as Wood lands a back breaking chair shot across his opponents spine, Perez lets out a scream as Wood lands another followed by a third before placing the chair across the steel steps and pull Perez up on to them to with him.
Andrews: No...he can't do this!
Crowd: HOLY SH!T x 10!
The crowd gasp in shock as Wood pulls Perez in to a pedigree position before jumping in the air and landing both feet on to the back of Perez's head sending him face first on to the metal, more roster members come down and finally manage to break up the beating, the camera zooms in on Wood, he pushes members away and walks to the back
Our scene changes back to the dressing room, Wood walks back and punches the wall over and over again until Bobby James storms in.
James: What the hell is going on!? We wanted a wrestling match, not a f*cking massacre!
Wood pauses for a few seconds before charging at James and slamming him against the wall, a look of fear crosses James' face as Viper responds.
Wood: I don't give a damn what you wanted...I came to fight and do what I do best...that's what you got...you put me up against some snot nose little punk who wants to push my buttons, he brought it on himself
James: I understand that the Authority are getting to you bu-
A look of rage covers Wood's face as his grip around the neck of James gets harder, cutting off James' sentence
Wood: You have NO idea what I am going through right now so I advice you shut you god damn mouth...You're lucky that I went easy on Perez because I could have ended his career before it even have a chance to begin...you called him your next big star but all I saw was a guy who thought he was good enough to be the next me...you wanted me to test if he could back that up...well I guess you have your answer now.
Wood throws James to the side and exits the room, the scene ends with James sat in the locker room in shock.
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Re: 6CW Seasons' Beatings 2013 22nd December 2013
Our scene opens in an abandoned house, the camera moves slowly down the halls as the dust slowly floats along being illuminated by the light that pours through the cracks in the walls, the camera shows the dust covered windows blocking out all light, the wallpaper has become rotten and peels revealing the cracked brick work beneath, as the camera continues to travel the wallpaper is all but gone and the brickwork has scrawled text along every inch.
The phrase “Día de Muertos” is repeated hundreds if not thousands of times, along the walls in a thick red substance, suddenly the crackle of a vinyl record is heard in the background as a slow, distorted version of CCClouds by He Is Legend begins to play, it seems to echo around the halls, the record skips for a few seconds and the camera footage flickers to static as it does, in amongst the static the sight of a pile of rotten animals being consumed by maggots can be seen, it quickly snaps back to normality and the camera continues to travel, once again the walls of the house are covered in thick red text, the substance runs and the words blend in to one, it begins to become so merged that it resembles blood pouring down the walls, the light is now non existent apart from a dull, flickering light bulb, as it flickers the shadows from the items in the hall dance around the room, for a split second the music pauses and the shadow resembles a monstrous figure.
A haunting laugh can be heard in the background as the camera flickers again, this time in the static a statue with bleeding eyes is show, the blood covering the face as the footage changes to a pile of skulls, the words Dia De Muertos once again written in a thick red substance above them, the footage once again snaps back, the hall opens up in to a grand room that is all but empty apart from an old style record player that comes to an end and CCClouds stops playing, being replaced by the sound of the stylus scratching in to the centre of the record for a second before the arm automatically returns to the off position, the room is in complete silence again for a few seconds, the room lit up by the warm glow of candle light, the camera pans around the room showing the walls lined with hundreds of candles, the wax drips to the ground and melts in to the ground, the camera flickers again showing the familiar sight of a place mask before snapping back, the laugh is heard once more as the candles all go out, suddenly the camera pulls back, returning through the hall in which we started until it reaches a door, the door is thick with dust but a sign can be read, it appears to be a baby sign for a door that reads “Edward”, the door slowly cracks open to show a figure sat in the centre of the room, his back to the camera, he begins to let out a sick laugh as the camera moves in to the room and pans around him, the figure is revealed to be The Reverend Edward Plague who is wearing his trade mark Plague mask as he looks down at the item in his hands, a teddy bear that appears to have been burnt, he clutches it with all his strength as he talks to himself.
“I'm home Mother...hehehe...Your boy is ready to make you proud”
The camera flickers as pictures of a picturesque family are shown, a Mother, a Father and a smiling little boy, the footage distorts this time showing the same family but just the Mother and the boy, the smiles are gone, one last photo is shown where the Mother and Son stare emotionless, the camera flickers again and the pictures burn to ash as we return to Edward in the room.
“They told me I was wrong...hehehe...that I was sick...hehehe...give me the power to change them...to make them pure...hehehe...like you did for me...hehehe...the day is nearly upon them...I'll make you proud...hehehe...I promise.”
The scene fades to black with Edward letting out a sick laugh as he holds the teddybear, the camera zooms out as the room is revealed, revealing what looks like a baby's room that has been damaged by fire, the same text of Dia de Muertos is written on every inch of the wall in a thick red substance that is slowly running down the wall, the music starts again...
The phrase “Día de Muertos” is repeated hundreds if not thousands of times, along the walls in a thick red substance, suddenly the crackle of a vinyl record is heard in the background as a slow, distorted version of CCClouds by He Is Legend begins to play, it seems to echo around the halls, the record skips for a few seconds and the camera footage flickers to static as it does, in amongst the static the sight of a pile of rotten animals being consumed by maggots can be seen, it quickly snaps back to normality and the camera continues to travel, once again the walls of the house are covered in thick red text, the substance runs and the words blend in to one, it begins to become so merged that it resembles blood pouring down the walls, the light is now non existent apart from a dull, flickering light bulb, as it flickers the shadows from the items in the hall dance around the room, for a split second the music pauses and the shadow resembles a monstrous figure.
A haunting laugh can be heard in the background as the camera flickers again, this time in the static a statue with bleeding eyes is show, the blood covering the face as the footage changes to a pile of skulls, the words Dia De Muertos once again written in a thick red substance above them, the footage once again snaps back, the hall opens up in to a grand room that is all but empty apart from an old style record player that comes to an end and CCClouds stops playing, being replaced by the sound of the stylus scratching in to the centre of the record for a second before the arm automatically returns to the off position, the room is in complete silence again for a few seconds, the room lit up by the warm glow of candle light, the camera pans around the room showing the walls lined with hundreds of candles, the wax drips to the ground and melts in to the ground, the camera flickers again showing the familiar sight of a place mask before snapping back, the laugh is heard once more as the candles all go out, suddenly the camera pulls back, returning through the hall in which we started until it reaches a door, the door is thick with dust but a sign can be read, it appears to be a baby sign for a door that reads “Edward”, the door slowly cracks open to show a figure sat in the centre of the room, his back to the camera, he begins to let out a sick laugh as the camera moves in to the room and pans around him, the figure is revealed to be The Reverend Edward Plague who is wearing his trade mark Plague mask as he looks down at the item in his hands, a teddy bear that appears to have been burnt, he clutches it with all his strength as he talks to himself.
“I'm home Mother...hehehe...Your boy is ready to make you proud”
The camera flickers as pictures of a picturesque family are shown, a Mother, a Father and a smiling little boy, the footage distorts this time showing the same family but just the Mother and the boy, the smiles are gone, one last photo is shown where the Mother and Son stare emotionless, the camera flickers again and the pictures burn to ash as we return to Edward in the room.
“They told me I was wrong...hehehe...that I was sick...hehehe...give me the power to change them...to make them pure...hehehe...like you did for me...hehehe...the day is nearly upon them...I'll make you proud...hehehe...I promise.”
The scene fades to black with Edward letting out a sick laugh as he holds the teddybear, the camera zooms out as the room is revealed, revealing what looks like a baby's room that has been damaged by fire, the same text of Dia de Muertos is written on every inch of the wall in a thick red substance that is slowly running down the wall, the music starts again...
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Re: 6CW Seasons' Beatings 2013 22nd December 2013
Macklemore & Ryan Lewis by Thrift Shop, blast out of the sound system. For the first few second of the song, the centre of the entrance fills with smoke. Robin Reborn jumps through in to a forward roll. He flips to his feet and puts on the trilby in his hand. He runs down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope, before leaping on to the turnbuckle to salute the fans.
Robin grabs a microphone from the commentary box. As he steps to the centre of the ring and opens his mouth, the big screen whirls into life. The screen fills with static before turning to black screen with a green, biohazard symbol in the middle.
Thunder
Hello 6CW. I am still alive. Let me just boost the signal then you’ll be able to see me.
The screen fills with static, the green, biohazard symbol barely visible. When the static dissipates Thunder can be seen through some static, sat in a dimly lit room. He fiddles with a few buttons and sits back as the static disappears completely.
Thunder
That’s better. Firstly, Nightwing, sorry for stealing your air time but, the Authority has blocked me talking to the 6CW crowd for the last few weeks. So, to be able to talk to you all, I’ve had to hack in to the production booth, from this secret location. Now, all the guys in the booth are scrambling around trying to block me. I wouldn’t bother guys, I’m bouncing off so, many proxy servers that by the time you find my signal, it would have switched to another server. Therefore I’m not going anywhere.
The crowd cheer loudly as Thunder pauses. Robin smiles as he shrugs, he walks over to the turnbuckle and leaps up on to the top rope. There Robin sits and watches with the fans, he gestures for Thunder to continue. Thunder rises from his seat, his hand slides under the camera and he lifts it up, he holds it slightly above him and looks into the camera as he continues.
Thunder
Thank you for understanding Nightwing. Keep watching though, I think you’ll enjoy this. There are a few things I’d like to clear up. Firstly, Authority, I’m going to tell you what I told the bullies as I grew up. Every week you beat on those you persevere as weaker than you but, now you try mind games, my arena of expertise, really? Well, lets see what this does.
Thunder turns up the lights to reveal that the room he was in was the office of the Authority. The door remains locked, the windows closed, leaving the question of how Thunder got in there. Thunder turns the camera to reveal that he’s using Mr Jones’ computer. Thunder rests the camera on the desk and returns to the seat, putting his feet up on the desk.
Thunder
So, Nightwing, you like what you’ve seen so far?
Robin remains sat on the top rope, he laughs and mouths yeah.
Thunder
You’ll love this then.
Thunder hits a few buttons on the keyboard and the screen flips through a couple of security camera images. Firstly showing Kelsey’s office, the word Harpy sprayed on the wall. It then flips to the Authority locker room, which is trashed. Finally it flips to a the outside of a hotel room, in which Kelsey and Roth are just about to enter. The screen flips back to Thunder.
Thunder
Why did I show you all that? Simple. I wanted you all to know that none of you are untouchable. Not even you Enforcer.
Static fills the screen before changing to video footage of Enforcer entering the building. He walks down the hall way until he get to the lift, he presses the button and waits for it. Thunder creeps out from behind a nearby roadie crate. He sneaks up behind Enforcer and sprays a yellow strip down the back of his jacket, before disappear back behind the crate. The static returns and disappears again, returning to Thunder, now sat on the desk.
Thunder
See what I mean? Just because you people have money and connections doesn’t mean your safe, that you’re untouchable or that you won’t get your comeuppance. All of you will be brought down a peg or two, starting with you Enforcer. You capitalised on my mistake to steal that belt. To further prove you ineptitude, when you debuted in EWF you came up against me. You won your first match yes but, you had to cheat. Then you faced me again and lost because you couldn’t beat me you got yourself disqualified. Now come Seasons Beatings, you’ll discover why they call me the on coming storm. You will be enforced…wait, those aren’t my words.
Thunder walks off out of the shot, lost in thought. The door opens and closes before Thunder comes back in to shot.
Thunder
One more thing. I remembered my words, let’s rock, <as the crowd join in> and ride.
Thunder once more disappears from the shot. The screen fills again with static before fading out and back to ringside.
Robin grabs a microphone from the commentary box. As he steps to the centre of the ring and opens his mouth, the big screen whirls into life. The screen fills with static before turning to black screen with a green, biohazard symbol in the middle.
Thunder
Hello 6CW. I am still alive. Let me just boost the signal then you’ll be able to see me.
The screen fills with static, the green, biohazard symbol barely visible. When the static dissipates Thunder can be seen through some static, sat in a dimly lit room. He fiddles with a few buttons and sits back as the static disappears completely.
Thunder
That’s better. Firstly, Nightwing, sorry for stealing your air time but, the Authority has blocked me talking to the 6CW crowd for the last few weeks. So, to be able to talk to you all, I’ve had to hack in to the production booth, from this secret location. Now, all the guys in the booth are scrambling around trying to block me. I wouldn’t bother guys, I’m bouncing off so, many proxy servers that by the time you find my signal, it would have switched to another server. Therefore I’m not going anywhere.
The crowd cheer loudly as Thunder pauses. Robin smiles as he shrugs, he walks over to the turnbuckle and leaps up on to the top rope. There Robin sits and watches with the fans, he gestures for Thunder to continue. Thunder rises from his seat, his hand slides under the camera and he lifts it up, he holds it slightly above him and looks into the camera as he continues.
Thunder
Thank you for understanding Nightwing. Keep watching though, I think you’ll enjoy this. There are a few things I’d like to clear up. Firstly, Authority, I’m going to tell you what I told the bullies as I grew up. Every week you beat on those you persevere as weaker than you but, now you try mind games, my arena of expertise, really? Well, lets see what this does.
Thunder turns up the lights to reveal that the room he was in was the office of the Authority. The door remains locked, the windows closed, leaving the question of how Thunder got in there. Thunder turns the camera to reveal that he’s using Mr Jones’ computer. Thunder rests the camera on the desk and returns to the seat, putting his feet up on the desk.
Thunder
So, Nightwing, you like what you’ve seen so far?
Robin remains sat on the top rope, he laughs and mouths yeah.
Thunder
You’ll love this then.
Thunder hits a few buttons on the keyboard and the screen flips through a couple of security camera images. Firstly showing Kelsey’s office, the word Harpy sprayed on the wall. It then flips to the Authority locker room, which is trashed. Finally it flips to a the outside of a hotel room, in which Kelsey and Roth are just about to enter. The screen flips back to Thunder.
Thunder
Why did I show you all that? Simple. I wanted you all to know that none of you are untouchable. Not even you Enforcer.
Static fills the screen before changing to video footage of Enforcer entering the building. He walks down the hall way until he get to the lift, he presses the button and waits for it. Thunder creeps out from behind a nearby roadie crate. He sneaks up behind Enforcer and sprays a yellow strip down the back of his jacket, before disappear back behind the crate. The static returns and disappears again, returning to Thunder, now sat on the desk.
Thunder
See what I mean? Just because you people have money and connections doesn’t mean your safe, that you’re untouchable or that you won’t get your comeuppance. All of you will be brought down a peg or two, starting with you Enforcer. You capitalised on my mistake to steal that belt. To further prove you ineptitude, when you debuted in EWF you came up against me. You won your first match yes but, you had to cheat. Then you faced me again and lost because you couldn’t beat me you got yourself disqualified. Now come Seasons Beatings, you’ll discover why they call me the on coming storm. You will be enforced…wait, those aren’t my words.
Thunder walks off out of the shot, lost in thought. The door opens and closes before Thunder comes back in to shot.
Thunder
One more thing. I remembered my words, let’s rock, <as the crowd join in> and ride.
Thunder once more disappears from the shot. The screen fills again with static before fading out and back to ringside.
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Re: 6CW Seasons' Beatings 2013 22nd December 2013
OOC: This scene takes place after the charity event
Our scene opens as we join the former EWF World Heavyweight Champion The Viper Liam Wood in the backstage area of the Copperbox Arena, the camera follows him as he walks along the hall, as he walks the camera picks up the new poster for Season's Beatings, he looks at it for a second before shaking his head and continuing to walk, suddenly a familiar voice stops him dead in his tracks
???: You know you're going to have to make a decision soon enough, so why not make the right one?
Viper pauses for a second before turning around, revealing a concerned looking Emmy wearing a white old style EWF t-shirt, she walks up to him and kisses him on the cheek.
Viper: And what's the right one Emmy? Either way, I have to do something I don't want to do...
Emmy: Over ten years of friendship and you have to ask what's the right thing to do!? Wether Thunder wins or loses, it should be because that's what was meant to happen...not because his best friend gave in to the Authority and screwed him over...I get that it's hard but you know, deep down...you have to call it down the line...that way, no matter what...you know the right thing was done.
Viper: Maybe doing the right thing isn't always what's best for...
Emmy: ...Business? God Liam, you're starting to sound like them...don't you get it...this is what they want and unless you show them that you can't be bought, they win...I get that the title means a lot to you but I thought friendship meant more...
Emmy is cut off as a slow clap comes from behind Emmy and Viper, the camera changes angle to show a devious looking Kelsey stood wearing a a short red skirt, she walks up to Viper attempting to place her hand on his chest only for him to brush her hand away and shake his head
Kelsey: Well isn't this sweet!? I might actually agree with Emmy on this one...you should be a good little boy and do the right thing...then when Daddy takes away your chance to ever be champion again you can use that as the excuse to why you never truly made it because to be fair, for a guy who talks about being the best...you didn't really hold that title for very long, though I guess we know who was to blame that time
Kelsey mouths the word Thunder to Viper and giggles before continuing to talk
Kelsey: The truth is Liam, I know what you should do at Season's Beating and so do you...you can worry about right and wrong all day but at this point, it's hardly black and white...Emmy wants you to do the right thing and help Thunder...the “best friend” who lost your rematch, the “best friend” who cost you the title in the first place and the “best friend” who seems to spend more time talking to your girlfriend than you...I get that friendship is important to you but, is it important to Thunder?
Emmy shakes her head and grits her teeth after clearly hearing enough from Kelsey
Emmy: You are so full of bullsh!t Kelsey...do you really think this is going to work!? Liam and Mike have been friends for half of their lives and you think he'll throw that away because your Dad and his Brother say how high? Maybe you should spend less time having “talent relations” and watch the damn show...you'll see that Liam isn't for sale and isn't someone you can treat like a puppet.
Kelsey: Oh that's a shame because I like the idea of him being tied up and under my control
Emmy see's red and launches herself at Kelsey, Liam stops her before trying to calm her down only to have Kelsey further taunt her
Kelsey: Oh Emmy, you should take that as a compliment...it's almost like you don't trust your boyfriend around me...
Liam pauses for a second before losing it, he cuts Kelsey off before walking out leaving Kelsey and Emmy stood looking confused. Kelsey attempts to talk to Emmy but Emmy cuts her off as the scene fades to black
Kelsey: Emmy! Look what you've done no-
Emmy: Shut the f*ck up Kelsey, don't you have a roster member to sexually harass!?
???: You know you're going to have to make a decision soon enough, so why not make the right one?
Viper pauses for a second before turning around, revealing a concerned looking Emmy wearing a white old style EWF t-shirt, she walks up to him and kisses him on the cheek.
Viper: And what's the right one Emmy? Either way, I have to do something I don't want to do...
Emmy: Over ten years of friendship and you have to ask what's the right thing to do!? Wether Thunder wins or loses, it should be because that's what was meant to happen...not because his best friend gave in to the Authority and screwed him over...I get that it's hard but you know, deep down...you have to call it down the line...that way, no matter what...you know the right thing was done.
Viper: Maybe doing the right thing isn't always what's best for...
Emmy: ...Business? God Liam, you're starting to sound like them...don't you get it...this is what they want and unless you show them that you can't be bought, they win...I get that the title means a lot to you but I thought friendship meant more...
Emmy is cut off as a slow clap comes from behind Emmy and Viper, the camera changes angle to show a devious looking Kelsey stood wearing a a short red skirt, she walks up to Viper attempting to place her hand on his chest only for him to brush her hand away and shake his head
Kelsey: Well isn't this sweet!? I might actually agree with Emmy on this one...you should be a good little boy and do the right thing...then when Daddy takes away your chance to ever be champion again you can use that as the excuse to why you never truly made it because to be fair, for a guy who talks about being the best...you didn't really hold that title for very long, though I guess we know who was to blame that time
Kelsey mouths the word Thunder to Viper and giggles before continuing to talk
Kelsey: The truth is Liam, I know what you should do at Season's Beating and so do you...you can worry about right and wrong all day but at this point, it's hardly black and white...Emmy wants you to do the right thing and help Thunder...the “best friend” who lost your rematch, the “best friend” who cost you the title in the first place and the “best friend” who seems to spend more time talking to your girlfriend than you...I get that friendship is important to you but, is it important to Thunder?
Emmy shakes her head and grits her teeth after clearly hearing enough from Kelsey
Emmy: You are so full of bullsh!t Kelsey...do you really think this is going to work!? Liam and Mike have been friends for half of their lives and you think he'll throw that away because your Dad and his Brother say how high? Maybe you should spend less time having “talent relations” and watch the damn show...you'll see that Liam isn't for sale and isn't someone you can treat like a puppet.
Kelsey: Oh that's a shame because I like the idea of him being tied up and under my control
Emmy see's red and launches herself at Kelsey, Liam stops her before trying to calm her down only to have Kelsey further taunt her
Kelsey: Oh Emmy, you should take that as a compliment...it's almost like you don't trust your boyfriend around me...
Liam pauses for a second before losing it, he cuts Kelsey off before walking out leaving Kelsey and Emmy stood looking confused. Kelsey attempts to talk to Emmy but Emmy cuts her off as the scene fades to black
Kelsey: Emmy! Look what you've done no-
Emmy: Shut the f*ck up Kelsey, don't you have a roster member to sexually harass!?
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Re: 6CW Seasons' Beatings 2013 22nd December 2013
Saturday Night hits and the crowd descends into boos as the EWF Champion makes his way onto the stage. Enforcer is wearing jeans and an SOA t-shirt with the EWF title around his waist. Unusually, he also has a leather jacket on. As he makes his way down the ramp and camera focuses on a yellow stripe painted down the back.
Once in the ring Enforcer removes his jacket and folds it so the yellow stripe is visible. He lays it out, stripe up at his feet, creating a divide between him and the ramp. He removes his title from his waist and drapes it over his shoulder.
E: I hope you were all impressed with Thunder's latest make believe game? Of course I'm not talking about the make believe where he thinks he has a chance against me, but the one where he thinks he's in some low rate B Movie...boosting signal, hacking feeds? I thought this was a wrestling company.
You see Thunder, you sneak around because you know that whenever we have met face to face things always go my way. You've suffered at my hands and you know what you have in store at Seasons Beatings. That's why you were too scared to confront me for your little video project, but let's give you credit - you got within touching distance of me.
Do you think that increases your bravery xp by 10? That you've got yourself a nice little stats boost going into our match?
Unfortunately for you, you didn't have the balls to lay your hands on me.
But there is something symbolic about you spraying me with yellow paint. It symbolises the yellow that you'll be spraying in your trunks when you stand toe to toe with me next week. When you look in my eyes and realise that the man you lost to, the man who destroyed you in EWF, is no more. I've stepped up under The Authority and that can only mean destruction for you.
So do yourself a favour and stay in your mum's basement racking up your World of Warcraft xp, or polishing your Magic cards, or whatever passes for fun in your pathetic life. You can even put your favourite costume on and pretend you're somebody with the ability to make an impact in the real world. That will be nice for you, that means that your pathetic Christmas will be spent with mummy, rather than Dr Necro in the local hospital.
It is Christmas though and I'm a giving man. So I'll leave this jacket here for you to come and collect, as a gift from me to you. It will remind you that once, just once, you got close to the EWF Champion and didn't get your ass kicked. You can call it a championship if you like, it might make you feel a little less pathetic when you watch the real wrestlers on pay per view!
Enforcer looks at the jacket, spits on it and then steps over it to climb out of the ring to a chorus of boos.
Once in the ring Enforcer removes his jacket and folds it so the yellow stripe is visible. He lays it out, stripe up at his feet, creating a divide between him and the ramp. He removes his title from his waist and drapes it over his shoulder.
E: I hope you were all impressed with Thunder's latest make believe game? Of course I'm not talking about the make believe where he thinks he has a chance against me, but the one where he thinks he's in some low rate B Movie...boosting signal, hacking feeds? I thought this was a wrestling company.
You see Thunder, you sneak around because you know that whenever we have met face to face things always go my way. You've suffered at my hands and you know what you have in store at Seasons Beatings. That's why you were too scared to confront me for your little video project, but let's give you credit - you got within touching distance of me.
Do you think that increases your bravery xp by 10? That you've got yourself a nice little stats boost going into our match?
Unfortunately for you, you didn't have the balls to lay your hands on me.
But there is something symbolic about you spraying me with yellow paint. It symbolises the yellow that you'll be spraying in your trunks when you stand toe to toe with me next week. When you look in my eyes and realise that the man you lost to, the man who destroyed you in EWF, is no more. I've stepped up under The Authority and that can only mean destruction for you.
So do yourself a favour and stay in your mum's basement racking up your World of Warcraft xp, or polishing your Magic cards, or whatever passes for fun in your pathetic life. You can even put your favourite costume on and pretend you're somebody with the ability to make an impact in the real world. That will be nice for you, that means that your pathetic Christmas will be spent with mummy, rather than Dr Necro in the local hospital.
It is Christmas though and I'm a giving man. So I'll leave this jacket here for you to come and collect, as a gift from me to you. It will remind you that once, just once, you got close to the EWF Champion and didn't get your ass kicked. You can call it a championship if you like, it might make you feel a little less pathetic when you watch the real wrestlers on pay per view!
Enforcer looks at the jacket, spits on it and then steps over it to climb out of the ring to a chorus of boos.
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Re: 6CW Seasons' Beatings 2013 22nd December 2013
The arena fills with green lights as Heroes are Hard to Find blasts out of the sound system. The green light flashes and turns to darkness, before three green pyros go off center stage. Half the song passes by and still no sign of Thunder. As the song nears it's end, Thunder finally bursts through the curtain, sporting his old, tan, trench coat.
Thunder stands in the center of the stage, microphone in hand. He lowers his head and then raises it to look at Enforcer. Thunder makes gestures with his hands suggesting that he's going to clap. He stops as his hands near each other and instead rises the microphone.
Thunder
I fear you as much as fear any other man, that is to say I don't fear you. I've seen scarier things in the toilet. I have played the fool for far too long. At Seasons Beatings, you will see why they call me the on coming storm, when I take either your title or you out.
Thunder stands between Enforcer and the entrance waiting for Enforcer to reply.
Thunder stands in the center of the stage, microphone in hand. He lowers his head and then raises it to look at Enforcer. Thunder makes gestures with his hands suggesting that he's going to clap. He stops as his hands near each other and instead rises the microphone.
Thunder
I fear you as much as fear any other man, that is to say I don't fear you. I've seen scarier things in the toilet. I have played the fool for far too long. At Seasons Beatings, you will see why they call me the on coming storm, when I take either your title or you out.
Thunder stands between Enforcer and the entrance waiting for Enforcer to reply.
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Re: 6CW Seasons' Beatings 2013 22nd December 2013
Enforcer glares at Thunder.
E: You don't fear me? YOU don't fear ME?
Then you're either lying or deluded! You may be the oncoming storm, but you are heading straight for 6CW's immovable object. You will realise at Seasons Beatings that I am a force that you cannot stop. I am at the most dominant force in wrestling today and you are next in line to feel that.
You wormed your way into this match by screwing your supposed best friend out of this title. And whilst you succeeded in forcing Liam to lose his belt, lightning will not be striking twice and I will walk out still the EWF Champion.
You'll note that I've not even mentioned the special guest referee. You want to hope that your recent indiscretions haven't turned Liam totally against you. Not so that he'll help you win, he's far too selfish for that. But when the beating gets too much you need to pray that he will call for the bell and save you.
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Re: 6CW Seasons' Beatings 2013 22nd December 2013
Thunder laughs at Enforcer.
Thunder
Do you hear yourself when you speak? Of course I'm deluded to some degree, I'm several cards short of a full deck. And that makes me a problem for you and for Authority. See, you or them bully me, I get up, I laugh and I come back.
You all try to push a wedge between me and Liam, I think last week showed you, you can't. In fact, Liam listen up. I'm not going to spout some crap about blood being thicker than water or, being closer than brothers. All I'm going to say is screw me, I won't blame you and I'll understand.
I've admitted to my delusion, it's time you recognise yours. I'm not the same person you bullied in EWF, yes I'm an entertainer first but, as a close second I'm a lunatic. Yes, Liam and I have had our issues but, he loathes you far more than me.
I hope he calls it down the line for your sake, otherwise you won't be walking out never mind with the title.
Thunder
Do you hear yourself when you speak? Of course I'm deluded to some degree, I'm several cards short of a full deck. And that makes me a problem for you and for Authority. See, you or them bully me, I get up, I laugh and I come back.
You all try to push a wedge between me and Liam, I think last week showed you, you can't. In fact, Liam listen up. I'm not going to spout some crap about blood being thicker than water or, being closer than brothers. All I'm going to say is screw me, I won't blame you and I'll understand.
I've admitted to my delusion, it's time you recognise yours. I'm not the same person you bullied in EWF, yes I'm an entertainer first but, as a close second I'm a lunatic. Yes, Liam and I have had our issues but, he loathes you far more than me.
I hope he calls it down the line for your sake, otherwise you won't be walking out never mind with the title.
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Re: 6CW Seasons' Beatings 2013 22nd December 2013
JACK HURST:
Mistletoe and Wine plays as Jack Hurst joins Christy for an interview backstage
CJ "I, why is christmas music playing?"
JH "I like to bring a little cheer everywhere I go, don't tell me you don't enjoy it!"
Christy laughs as she says "But Cliff? Really?"
JH "A fine man, if not a little sentimental"
CJ "All this really distracts from the fact you run into a wrecking ball at Seasons Beating. How do you stop force of such momentum?"
Jack takes a deep breath in and scratches his chin - "You see, Christy, sometimes there can be no plan. I've scouted opponents before, but there is no chink in his armour physically. As a specimen of brutality he may have no equal."
CJ "Is that defeat? Have you accepted your fate?"
Hurst laughs and claps his hands "Why, Miss Christy, you think so low of me! The might may be merciless, but the mind is morose. Tyler Roth cannot control his fury. But I will."
"A great man once said "It always seems impossible until it's done". Inspirational, don't you think?"
Scene fades
Mistletoe and Wine plays as Jack Hurst joins Christy for an interview backstage
CJ "I, why is christmas music playing?"
JH "I like to bring a little cheer everywhere I go, don't tell me you don't enjoy it!"
Christy laughs as she says "But Cliff? Really?"
JH "A fine man, if not a little sentimental"
CJ "All this really distracts from the fact you run into a wrecking ball at Seasons Beating. How do you stop force of such momentum?"
Jack takes a deep breath in and scratches his chin - "You see, Christy, sometimes there can be no plan. I've scouted opponents before, but there is no chink in his armour physically. As a specimen of brutality he may have no equal."
CJ "Is that defeat? Have you accepted your fate?"
Hurst laughs and claps his hands "Why, Miss Christy, you think so low of me! The might may be merciless, but the mind is morose. Tyler Roth cannot control his fury. But I will."
"A great man once said "It always seems impossible until it's done". Inspirational, don't you think?"
Scene fades
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Re: 6CW Seasons' Beatings 2013 22nd December 2013
Thr scene opens picturing on a log fire. The camera zooms out and we see a stone fire place adorned with Christmas garlands as the camera pans to the right across a brightly lit Christmas tree surrounded by presents and then across to gazzy dressed in a santa suit who is sat in a huge lazy boy a smile across his face
g: Well hello boys and girls, I guess by now you're all pretty excited because its that time of the year again. It truly is a magical time because do you know what important annual event is right around the corner (he pauses for effect as if kids at home watching will answer) VERY GOOD Its almost time for Season Beatings.
And this year we have a very special surprise for you, I guess you've all been especially good girls and boys this year. We have a special guest referee match for the EWF title, we have Hell in a cell for the 6CW championship, but you know what is even more exciting than that? We have a street fight as gazzyD takes on that nasty old Grinch Max Adamson, and if that wasn't enough its in a street fight so anything goes HO HO HO.
And that makes Santa Claus a very happy man indeed. You see boys and girls I've been checking my list, I've checked it twice and it turns out that Max Adamson has been a very naughty boy this year. So naughty in fact that he doesn't even deserve to get lumps of coal in his stocking. Instead he can have bloody nose, a fat lip and a concussion. And to get us in the mood, gazzy himself, who by the way has been a very good boy this year and will be getting many presents, has written a poem
He lifts a scroll of parchment from the table and unrolls it
ahem.....T'Was the fight before Christmas, what a beautiful sight
as gazzy'll beat Max, in an epic street fight
After months of pain, after beatdowns galore
gazzy had snapped, he wouldn't take any more
Max taunted and joked, getting under gazzy's skin
little did he know, he'd woken a beast within
Max had took it too far, not missing a trick
but gazzy knew better, he knew Max was a pr*ck
He took gazzys wife as a pawn in this war
He can keep the b*tch anyway, turns out she's a wh0re
Max repeatedly wrote cheques that his ass can not cash
because the truth is gazzy is gonna kick Max's ass
If Max was Jealous gazzy stole his spotlight
He's gonna put him back in it for just one more night
and after the dust has settled, when alls said and done
A deep impact later, gazzy has won
Merry Christmas 6CW
He rolls the scroll back up and places it on the table before lifting a bottle of Budweiser and downing the remaining half a bottle as the scene fades
g: Well hello boys and girls, I guess by now you're all pretty excited because its that time of the year again. It truly is a magical time because do you know what important annual event is right around the corner (he pauses for effect as if kids at home watching will answer) VERY GOOD Its almost time for Season Beatings.
And this year we have a very special surprise for you, I guess you've all been especially good girls and boys this year. We have a special guest referee match for the EWF title, we have Hell in a cell for the 6CW championship, but you know what is even more exciting than that? We have a street fight as gazzyD takes on that nasty old Grinch Max Adamson, and if that wasn't enough its in a street fight so anything goes HO HO HO.
And that makes Santa Claus a very happy man indeed. You see boys and girls I've been checking my list, I've checked it twice and it turns out that Max Adamson has been a very naughty boy this year. So naughty in fact that he doesn't even deserve to get lumps of coal in his stocking. Instead he can have bloody nose, a fat lip and a concussion. And to get us in the mood, gazzy himself, who by the way has been a very good boy this year and will be getting many presents, has written a poem
He lifts a scroll of parchment from the table and unrolls it
ahem.....T'Was the fight before Christmas, what a beautiful sight
as gazzy'll beat Max, in an epic street fight
After months of pain, after beatdowns galore
gazzy had snapped, he wouldn't take any more
Max taunted and joked, getting under gazzy's skin
little did he know, he'd woken a beast within
Max had took it too far, not missing a trick
but gazzy knew better, he knew Max was a pr*ck
He took gazzys wife as a pawn in this war
He can keep the b*tch anyway, turns out she's a wh0re
Max repeatedly wrote cheques that his ass can not cash
because the truth is gazzy is gonna kick Max's ass
If Max was Jealous gazzy stole his spotlight
He's gonna put him back in it for just one more night
and after the dust has settled, when alls said and done
A deep impact later, gazzy has won
Merry Christmas 6CW
He rolls the scroll back up and places it on the table before lifting a bottle of Budweiser and downing the remaining half a bottle as the scene fades
Guest- Guest
Re: 6CW Seasons' Beatings 2013 22nd December 2013
As soon as GazzyD's message is finished playing on the Titantron, "Radioactive" by Imagine Dragons hits and the 6CW crowd boo, the jeering continues as Max Adamson walks out wearing jeans and an official "6CW Seasons Beatings" t-shirt. He stands at the top of the entrance ramp and looks up at the now blank screen looking unimpressed. He has a microphone and he speaks over the booing fans.
Max: Oh Gareth. You really, really shouldn't try to be so... Witty. It really doesn't suit your personality...
(Adamson winks at the camera and continues)
Max: And as for your little poem, frankly... It just sucks. Really awful. With absolutely zero planning, I will make something up, right now, which will be ten times better. Because I'm better than you Gazzy, pure and simple. I'll prove I'm better than you at fighting in a Street Fight at Seasons Beatings, and tonight I'll prove I'm better than you at Christmas poetry.
(Adamson clears his throat)
Max: Twas the night before Christmas, and all you could see
Were GazzyD's fans old, decrepid and smelling of wee.
And next to them, are the excited hyperactive kids
They're as important to me as GazzyD's skids.
While Gazzy plays victim, cuddled up to the heater
Adamson swoops in to maim the wife beater.
Who cares if I woke Gazzy the beast
I've been too busy with your wife's infection, yeast.
I never took your wife, she came to me
She's fed up of being with the man hung like a Bee.
If Wrestlers were boxers Gazzy is Tyson
He beats up a woman who sucks like a Dyson.
I guarantee this, the Deep Impact will come
And Adamson will kick out before the count of one.
Adamson is quicker, cleverer, wittier
Sexier, stronger, sleeker, prettier.
Adamson is superior, I've had a better life
I'm even better at sex than you. Ask your wife.
(Adamson tosses the microphone nonchalantly into the air as he turns his back on the booing crowd and walks backstage as they jeer and chant Gazzy's name over and over)
Max: Oh Gareth. You really, really shouldn't try to be so... Witty. It really doesn't suit your personality...
(Adamson winks at the camera and continues)
Max: And as for your little poem, frankly... It just sucks. Really awful. With absolutely zero planning, I will make something up, right now, which will be ten times better. Because I'm better than you Gazzy, pure and simple. I'll prove I'm better than you at fighting in a Street Fight at Seasons Beatings, and tonight I'll prove I'm better than you at Christmas poetry.
(Adamson clears his throat)
Max: Twas the night before Christmas, and all you could see
Were GazzyD's fans old, decrepid and smelling of wee.
And next to them, are the excited hyperactive kids
They're as important to me as GazzyD's skids.
While Gazzy plays victim, cuddled up to the heater
Adamson swoops in to maim the wife beater.
Who cares if I woke Gazzy the beast
I've been too busy with your wife's infection, yeast.
I never took your wife, she came to me
She's fed up of being with the man hung like a Bee.
If Wrestlers were boxers Gazzy is Tyson
He beats up a woman who sucks like a Dyson.
I guarantee this, the Deep Impact will come
And Adamson will kick out before the count of one.
Adamson is quicker, cleverer, wittier
Sexier, stronger, sleeker, prettier.
Adamson is superior, I've had a better life
I'm even better at sex than you. Ask your wife.
(Adamson tosses the microphone nonchalantly into the air as he turns his back on the booing crowd and walks backstage as they jeer and chant Gazzy's name over and over)
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Re: 6CW Seasons' Beatings 2013 22nd December 2013
Enforcer snarls at Thunder and starts to walk up the aisle before checking himself and pacing around the ringside area.
E: It doesn't matter what you or Liam do, I will be leaving Seasons Beatings with MY EWF Championship.
And I'm sure Liam does loathe me and I know you do to. I have the same feelings towards you both...hell I'm pretty sure Liam is starting to feel that way about you!
But there is one thing that makes all of that pale into insignificance. The hatred you feel for yourself and the self loathing that inspires. Your one chance to put that right will be ripped from you by me.
Your chance to prove that you deserve to be a main event guy, somebody who is at my level...or even the level of The Viper.
Unfortunately you won't be able to put your mind at rest and get the one thing you crave more than glory and fan adoration...
...a friendship with Liam based on something other than his pity for you.
With that comment Thunder visibly loses his cool and charges at Enforcer.
E: It doesn't matter what you or Liam do, I will be leaving Seasons Beatings with MY EWF Championship.
And I'm sure Liam does loathe me and I know you do to. I have the same feelings towards you both...hell I'm pretty sure Liam is starting to feel that way about you!
But there is one thing that makes all of that pale into insignificance. The hatred you feel for yourself and the self loathing that inspires. Your one chance to put that right will be ripped from you by me.
Your chance to prove that you deserve to be a main event guy, somebody who is at my level...or even the level of The Viper.
Unfortunately you won't be able to put your mind at rest and get the one thing you crave more than glory and fan adoration...
...a friendship with Liam based on something other than his pity for you.
With that comment Thunder visibly loses his cool and charges at Enforcer.
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Re: 6CW Seasons' Beatings 2013 22nd December 2013
Scott Harris is backstage, as is now seeming to be customary, it is him stood in front of the camera, his glare piercing it. He exudes an air of seriousness even irritation. The crowd respond to him with a warm reception.
SH: Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Scott Harris.
The crowd cheer.
SH: And I like to think that I'm an honest man. A man who won't shy away from what he's thinking, a man who won't mince his words, a man who when he feels he's at the centre of an injustice, won't be afraid to stand up and shout down those that are clearly having a good old laugh at my expense!
You see, I'm not a man who is here to have a laugh and a joke, I'm not one to buy into the showbiz lifestyle, drive lavish cars, dine out at five star restaurants. I'm an honest hard-working professional, a man who wants to create headlines in between those ropes rather than outside them. Yet someone, somewhere doesn't seem to have got that message! Somebody at the 6CW top table, obviously finds it funny watching a man waste his time and energy on people, who quite frankly aren't worth a second of my time, let alone precious time on a wrestling card!
I thought SRA was bad, but I allowed it, as you have to start somewhere, but to then send out somebody just as terrible in the form of P Money, a man who hadn't even stepped in a ring for four years, is just the lowest of the low. This isn't a humiliation for them, as people perennially consider them as failures, as the joke acts that they are.
It's a humiliation for me.
I've dedicated years of my life to honing my craft, developing a skill set, priming an arsenal that is so devastating in it's rigour, it's preciseness, in it's detail that I can perform more moves than half of this roster put together. Yet I'm the butt of a joke.
Nobody wants to see Scott Harris take on the bottom feeders of this roster... Nobody wants to see one sided brutality. These people want the entertainment their hard earned cash deserves. They don't dispense of thousands of pounds to watch a man throw a never was around the ring and not break sweat. They want to see the best this company has to offer; they want to see Scott Harris take on the best this company has to offer... They want to see me beat the best 6CW has to offer.
So, it's simple, whoever you are that sanction's this farcical garbage.
Throw another nobody in my way, throw another sideshow in my path and I'll beat them but I won't stop there, I'll hurt them, I'll outclass to them the extent that they can't walk, let alone leave the ring when I've beaten them.
And I'll carry on, I'll keep it up until there are no more jokes, no more 'veterans' left and there'll be no other alternative but to to pit me against the best. And then, then these people will be entertained, they'll be satisfied, safe in the knowledge that they're watching a spectacle, they're watching the best... They're watching 'The Sharpshooter'!
I'm looking up the ladder, and nobody is going to stop me!
Harris gives the camera one last fierce stare and walks away.
SH: Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Scott Harris.
The crowd cheer.
SH: And I like to think that I'm an honest man. A man who won't shy away from what he's thinking, a man who won't mince his words, a man who when he feels he's at the centre of an injustice, won't be afraid to stand up and shout down those that are clearly having a good old laugh at my expense!
You see, I'm not a man who is here to have a laugh and a joke, I'm not one to buy into the showbiz lifestyle, drive lavish cars, dine out at five star restaurants. I'm an honest hard-working professional, a man who wants to create headlines in between those ropes rather than outside them. Yet someone, somewhere doesn't seem to have got that message! Somebody at the 6CW top table, obviously finds it funny watching a man waste his time and energy on people, who quite frankly aren't worth a second of my time, let alone precious time on a wrestling card!
I thought SRA was bad, but I allowed it, as you have to start somewhere, but to then send out somebody just as terrible in the form of P Money, a man who hadn't even stepped in a ring for four years, is just the lowest of the low. This isn't a humiliation for them, as people perennially consider them as failures, as the joke acts that they are.
It's a humiliation for me.
I've dedicated years of my life to honing my craft, developing a skill set, priming an arsenal that is so devastating in it's rigour, it's preciseness, in it's detail that I can perform more moves than half of this roster put together. Yet I'm the butt of a joke.
Nobody wants to see Scott Harris take on the bottom feeders of this roster... Nobody wants to see one sided brutality. These people want the entertainment their hard earned cash deserves. They don't dispense of thousands of pounds to watch a man throw a never was around the ring and not break sweat. They want to see the best this company has to offer; they want to see Scott Harris take on the best this company has to offer... They want to see me beat the best 6CW has to offer.
So, it's simple, whoever you are that sanction's this farcical garbage.
Throw another nobody in my way, throw another sideshow in my path and I'll beat them but I won't stop there, I'll hurt them, I'll outclass to them the extent that they can't walk, let alone leave the ring when I've beaten them.
And I'll carry on, I'll keep it up until there are no more jokes, no more 'veterans' left and there'll be no other alternative but to to pit me against the best. And then, then these people will be entertained, they'll be satisfied, safe in the knowledge that they're watching a spectacle, they're watching the best... They're watching 'The Sharpshooter'!
I'm looking up the ladder, and nobody is going to stop me!
Harris gives the camera one last fierce stare and walks away.
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Re: 6CW Seasons' Beatings 2013 22nd December 2013
The fans cheer asThunder charges down the ramp, as he nears Enforcer he looks for a closeline. Enforcer ducks underneath causing the fans to boo, dropping the title belt as he does. He pushes Thunder towards the steel steps as the fans shudder in unison. Thunder leaps up on to them, causing the fans to gasp with surprise, he looks shocked that he actually managed to do that.
Thunder looks back at Enforcer and grins. He dives off, again the fans cheer, twisting in midair looking for a diving crossbody. Enforcer catches him in mid air, the fans cheers turn to boos. Enforcer readjusts Thunder so, that he sits on his shoulder. As Enforcer looks to lay Thunder out, the fans will Thunder on, he elbows Enforcer's head and wiggles down his back.
Thunder, takes a couple of steps back before, edging forward looking for the super kick. Enforcer, has the move scouted and begins to back off up the ramp. Thunder's fired up and eggs Enforcer to bring it on as he continues to back away.
Thunder spots the title belt on the floor and gestures to it, suggesting for Enforcer to come back for it. Enforcer shakes his head, he's not that stupid. Thunder steps so, he's standing over the belt. He picks it up and offers it to Enforcer. When Enforcer shakes his head again, Thunder picks up the microphone that Enforcer dropped.
Thunder
One more thing, come Seasons Beatings, the EWF title returns to the fans. So, as you don't want to come get your belt, it might as well go to them now.
Thunder lifts the belt above his head, as the fans chant his name. Thunder tosses the championship belt out in to the crowd. Enforcers faces scrunches into anger, as Thunder just smiles as the scene fades.
Thunder looks back at Enforcer and grins. He dives off, again the fans cheer, twisting in midair looking for a diving crossbody. Enforcer catches him in mid air, the fans cheers turn to boos. Enforcer readjusts Thunder so, that he sits on his shoulder. As Enforcer looks to lay Thunder out, the fans will Thunder on, he elbows Enforcer's head and wiggles down his back.
Thunder, takes a couple of steps back before, edging forward looking for the super kick. Enforcer, has the move scouted and begins to back off up the ramp. Thunder's fired up and eggs Enforcer to bring it on as he continues to back away.
Thunder spots the title belt on the floor and gestures to it, suggesting for Enforcer to come back for it. Enforcer shakes his head, he's not that stupid. Thunder steps so, he's standing over the belt. He picks it up and offers it to Enforcer. When Enforcer shakes his head again, Thunder picks up the microphone that Enforcer dropped.
Thunder
One more thing, come Seasons Beatings, the EWF title returns to the fans. So, as you don't want to come get your belt, it might as well go to them now.
Thunder lifts the belt above his head, as the fans chant his name. Thunder tosses the championship belt out in to the crowd. Enforcers faces scrunches into anger, as Thunder just smiles as the scene fades.
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Re: 6CW Seasons' Beatings 2013 22nd December 2013
6CW Exclusive! Mike Masters answers your tweets in a 10 minute live Q & A. In 5 minutes, Masters is going to get on the ipad and answer selected tweets from the 6CW universe ahead of the PPV, Seasons Beatings.
*Mike Masters enters the backstage area where the Q&A session will take place*
MM: Alright let’s get this over with. I got two parties to go to tonight. So what am I doing? Just answering some questions from these internet noobs? Should be a piece of cake.
Tweet: @shawnmichaels4eva: @MikeMasters I like HBK as you can tell. Do you see any similarities between him and yourself?
MM: Ehhh. I mean he’s great and all but let’s put it this way, he’s know Mike Masters. I think we have a similar wrestling style, although I am slightly better I’d say. I mean, I got a pretty mean superkick myself.
Tweet: @CakesandPies: @MikeMasters Where do you see yourself in 2 years time?
MM: Top of the food chain my friend. I’ll have all the titles. Every single one, all at the same time. I set my standards high as you can tell.
Tweet: @Banananana: @MikeMasters I think you’re probably the fittest guy on the 6CW roster. How do you do it?
MM: Hmmm, I can’t tell whether you’re a man or a woman from your profile pic. Hmmm. Well if you mean fittest as in i’m an absolute stud then yeah I agree. Natural good looks, way better looking than all the peeps on the roster. If you mean fittest as in cardio wise, then hell yeah. Cardio every day, eat healthy everyday and gym every day. I mean I proved my fitness in the Ruler of the ring remember?
Tweet: @SOA4LYF: @MikeMasters you suk and so do 6cw. I hope the authority hurt you
MM: Hurt me? Bit harsh don’t you think...loser. Im gonna put an end to the authority, one step at a time. It starts at Seasons Beatings. Me and that old timer, Drake will destroy Blade and Conrad. When were done with them, Im gunning for the rest of them mark my word.
Tweet: @Crazyclive: @MikeMasters What other matches are you looking forward to Season Beatings? Main Event?
MM: The main event? I am the main event. The main event is what people come to see, and all the people are paying good money to see perfection, that’s me. I couldn’t care less about the other matches. I mean so much focus is being put on a friendship? Really? I mean who really cares about two guys getting emotional with one another. People pay to see wrestling. And I will provide that as I do week in and week out. The only thing I care about right now is ending the Authority, and I will.
MM: You know, Imma call that quits. Session over. Season Beatings is just around the corner boys, Blade, Conrad, you guys have a “beating” coming your way at the hands of me and Drake. I may not like Drake, but I respect him. Where as you guys are a bunch of worthless followers who do what there told. Weeks, hell for months now, Jones and his lackies have been screwing me out of chances and matches, well my first step to redemption starts this sunday. At Season Beatings, Mike Masters will once again the show the world why I am that damn good!
*Mike Masters enters the backstage area where the Q&A session will take place*
MM: Alright let’s get this over with. I got two parties to go to tonight. So what am I doing? Just answering some questions from these internet noobs? Should be a piece of cake.
Tweet: @shawnmichaels4eva: @MikeMasters I like HBK as you can tell. Do you see any similarities between him and yourself?
MM: Ehhh. I mean he’s great and all but let’s put it this way, he’s know Mike Masters. I think we have a similar wrestling style, although I am slightly better I’d say. I mean, I got a pretty mean superkick myself.
Tweet: @CakesandPies: @MikeMasters Where do you see yourself in 2 years time?
MM: Top of the food chain my friend. I’ll have all the titles. Every single one, all at the same time. I set my standards high as you can tell.
Tweet: @Banananana: @MikeMasters I think you’re probably the fittest guy on the 6CW roster. How do you do it?
MM: Hmmm, I can’t tell whether you’re a man or a woman from your profile pic. Hmmm. Well if you mean fittest as in i’m an absolute stud then yeah I agree. Natural good looks, way better looking than all the peeps on the roster. If you mean fittest as in cardio wise, then hell yeah. Cardio every day, eat healthy everyday and gym every day. I mean I proved my fitness in the Ruler of the ring remember?
Tweet: @SOA4LYF: @MikeMasters you suk and so do 6cw. I hope the authority hurt you
MM: Hurt me? Bit harsh don’t you think...loser. Im gonna put an end to the authority, one step at a time. It starts at Seasons Beatings. Me and that old timer, Drake will destroy Blade and Conrad. When were done with them, Im gunning for the rest of them mark my word.
Tweet: @Crazyclive: @MikeMasters What other matches are you looking forward to Season Beatings? Main Event?
MM: The main event? I am the main event. The main event is what people come to see, and all the people are paying good money to see perfection, that’s me. I couldn’t care less about the other matches. I mean so much focus is being put on a friendship? Really? I mean who really cares about two guys getting emotional with one another. People pay to see wrestling. And I will provide that as I do week in and week out. The only thing I care about right now is ending the Authority, and I will.
MM: You know, Imma call that quits. Session over. Season Beatings is just around the corner boys, Blade, Conrad, you guys have a “beating” coming your way at the hands of me and Drake. I may not like Drake, but I respect him. Where as you guys are a bunch of worthless followers who do what there told. Weeks, hell for months now, Jones and his lackies have been screwing me out of chances and matches, well my first step to redemption starts this sunday. At Season Beatings, Mike Masters will once again the show the world why I am that damn good!
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Re: 6CW Seasons' Beatings 2013 22nd December 2013
As the scene opens backstage at the Copper Box Arena the camera focuses on a brown door, as the shot expands the name plaque reads Vincent Costello instantly drawing a chorus of boos from the live crowd in attendance.
The door opens and standing in the middle of his dressing room holding a wad of papers and waving them around is Vincent Costello, sat on a black leather sofa is a man wearing a business suit and Bluetooth headset.
VC: Listen Jack I told you from day one, right from the very start that I wouldn’t sign for EWF unless that clause was cast iron.
Man: But things have changed Vincent, this is 6CW now and that agreement was a personal one between us and Magnusson
VC: I don’t care about technicalities, 6CW is EWF their the same damn thing, when we sat down with Magnusson I made it explicitly clear to him, he agreed, we shook hands and the contract, this contract right here states it in black and white.
Man: look I’ve had the boys back in the office go through this thing with a fine tooth comb and in my professional opinion if we took this all the way, we’d have a damn good chance of making it stick.
VC: Well make it happen then…
Man: It’s not that simple Vince, we’re talking about law suits here if Jones and Callahan stand firm on this. That means we’d have to file an injunction and go to court, not only will this take time but thousands of dollars. As a friend I say let this one go, you’ve got a good contract here even without the clause.
VC: You should know me well enough by now to know that I don’t let things drop, I’m going to fight this with everything I’ve got until Jones and Callahan have no choice but to give me what I what.
This only ends badly for 6CW, I’d care if it’s the Authority or team goodie, goodie I’m gonna cause havoc in this place, I’m gonna bring Hell’s Kitchen right here to the Copper Box until I get what’s owed to me, you don’t poke a wasps nest and walk away scott free, it's time for 6CW to get whats coming to it…
Costello turns to the door, faces the camera and slams it shut, from behind the door Vincent can be heard shouting…
VC: NOW FILE THIS GOD DAMN INJUCTION BEFORE I FIND A NEW LAWYER…
The door opens and standing in the middle of his dressing room holding a wad of papers and waving them around is Vincent Costello, sat on a black leather sofa is a man wearing a business suit and Bluetooth headset.
VC: Listen Jack I told you from day one, right from the very start that I wouldn’t sign for EWF unless that clause was cast iron.
Man: But things have changed Vincent, this is 6CW now and that agreement was a personal one between us and Magnusson
VC: I don’t care about technicalities, 6CW is EWF their the same damn thing, when we sat down with Magnusson I made it explicitly clear to him, he agreed, we shook hands and the contract, this contract right here states it in black and white.
Man: look I’ve had the boys back in the office go through this thing with a fine tooth comb and in my professional opinion if we took this all the way, we’d have a damn good chance of making it stick.
VC: Well make it happen then…
Man: It’s not that simple Vince, we’re talking about law suits here if Jones and Callahan stand firm on this. That means we’d have to file an injunction and go to court, not only will this take time but thousands of dollars. As a friend I say let this one go, you’ve got a good contract here even without the clause.
VC: You should know me well enough by now to know that I don’t let things drop, I’m going to fight this with everything I’ve got until Jones and Callahan have no choice but to give me what I what.
This only ends badly for 6CW, I’d care if it’s the Authority or team goodie, goodie I’m gonna cause havoc in this place, I’m gonna bring Hell’s Kitchen right here to the Copper Box until I get what’s owed to me, you don’t poke a wasps nest and walk away scott free, it's time for 6CW to get whats coming to it…
Costello turns to the door, faces the camera and slams it shut, from behind the door Vincent can be heard shouting…
VC: NOW FILE THIS GOD DAMN INJUCTION BEFORE I FIND A NEW LAWYER…
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Re: 6CW Seasons' Beatings 2013 22nd December 2013
It’s between matches at the latest 6CW house show when the Titantron lights up. On screen are the Mighty Mighty Nate Nack and soon-to-be Emma Nack sitting on a couch in a festive-looking room, complete with Christmas tree in the background and paper snowflakes on the walls and hanging from the ceiling. Both of the Nacks are dressed in matching (and quite horrid) knitted Christmas sweaters, and Nack is sporting a bandage above his right eye, a remnant of the brawl from last week.
“Hey everyone!” he greets as the crowd starts to cheer for him. “Nate here with my lovely fiancé Emma, and as you know, Christmas is less than a week away!”
“We have been working hard to figure out what to get all of the Superstars back here,” Emma says, “and I think we’ve got it all figured out.”
“We were going to give everyone their gifts at Season’s Beatings… but then we just couldn’t contain ourselves!”
Nate and Emma reach behind the couch and pull out two giant red bags and set them in front of the couch. Emma starts to rustle though hers.
“I know we don’t have everyone here, but let’s see… ah, Robin Reborn, we got you…” She pulls out a small box. “Beats by Dre headphones. Figured you might get a little kick out of them.”
Nate starts to feel around in his bag. “Plague, I got you a small bottle of authentic Holy Water blessed by the Pope himself. The way I see it, either you’ll be able to use it, or you’ll burst into flames on contact, so it’s really a win-win. Umm… okay Thunder, we got you 6CW ’14 for the Playstation 3.” He lowers his voice and leans in a bit. “I got one for me too.”
Emma reaches back into her bag. “Liam and Emmy, we got you a couple’s getaway. See, we found this lovely little spa place that had this guy’s and girl’s session thing, and Nate and I liked it, so we hoped you two would as well.”
“Now Enforcer,” starts Nate, “we got you this handy-dandy little… garden kneepad. We know how much time you spend on your knees with kissing the Authority’s ass and all, so I thought this would help give you a little cushioning. And for Orthrus…” Nate reaches behind the couch again and pulls out a pair of crutches. “I got you a pair of crutches and a wheelchair. Now it’s a bit of a cop-out, but these are actually the same crutches and wheelchair that you put me in, so I hope you appreciate the sentimental value and the irony that you’ll be the one needing them this time after Season’s Beatings. And finally, for Jones and Callihan.”
Emmy pulls out two boxes from her bag. She opens one to reveal an ornate wooden desk-clock.
“We got you both these lovely pieces for your office. You see, now you can countdown the time until the Authority is no more. And when you’re sitting in your office, wondering how you’ll pick up the pieces, and all you hear is the tick tick tick of your time slipping away, you’ll remember who did this to you.”
Nate stares into the camera before Emma breaks the silence
“Merry Christmas!” she shouts, waving. “See ya’ll soon!”
“Hey everyone!” he greets as the crowd starts to cheer for him. “Nate here with my lovely fiancé Emma, and as you know, Christmas is less than a week away!”
“We have been working hard to figure out what to get all of the Superstars back here,” Emma says, “and I think we’ve got it all figured out.”
“We were going to give everyone their gifts at Season’s Beatings… but then we just couldn’t contain ourselves!”
Nate and Emma reach behind the couch and pull out two giant red bags and set them in front of the couch. Emma starts to rustle though hers.
“I know we don’t have everyone here, but let’s see… ah, Robin Reborn, we got you…” She pulls out a small box. “Beats by Dre headphones. Figured you might get a little kick out of them.”
Nate starts to feel around in his bag. “Plague, I got you a small bottle of authentic Holy Water blessed by the Pope himself. The way I see it, either you’ll be able to use it, or you’ll burst into flames on contact, so it’s really a win-win. Umm… okay Thunder, we got you 6CW ’14 for the Playstation 3.” He lowers his voice and leans in a bit. “I got one for me too.”
Emma reaches back into her bag. “Liam and Emmy, we got you a couple’s getaway. See, we found this lovely little spa place that had this guy’s and girl’s session thing, and Nate and I liked it, so we hoped you two would as well.”
“Now Enforcer,” starts Nate, “we got you this handy-dandy little… garden kneepad. We know how much time you spend on your knees with kissing the Authority’s ass and all, so I thought this would help give you a little cushioning. And for Orthrus…” Nate reaches behind the couch again and pulls out a pair of crutches. “I got you a pair of crutches and a wheelchair. Now it’s a bit of a cop-out, but these are actually the same crutches and wheelchair that you put me in, so I hope you appreciate the sentimental value and the irony that you’ll be the one needing them this time after Season’s Beatings. And finally, for Jones and Callihan.”
Emmy pulls out two boxes from her bag. She opens one to reveal an ornate wooden desk-clock.
“We got you both these lovely pieces for your office. You see, now you can countdown the time until the Authority is no more. And when you’re sitting in your office, wondering how you’ll pick up the pieces, and all you hear is the tick tick tick of your time slipping away, you’ll remember who did this to you.”
Nate stares into the camera before Emma breaks the silence
“Merry Christmas!” she shouts, waving. “See ya’ll soon!”
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Re: 6CW Seasons' Beatings 2013 22nd December 2013
*Fans are gathered outside the Odyssey in Belfast for the arrival of 6CW superstars, ahead of the Access event later in the afternoon. A smart looking Bentley pulls up next to the curb and the 6CW UK Champion, Tyler Roth, steps out with a smile on his face. Roth is dressed in beige pants and a white shirt, his championship belt wrapped around his shoulder, and he smiles as he listens to the crowd booing his arrival. Roth removes his designer sunglasses and surveys the building in front of him.
Roth: Jesus…I thought they re-built this city after the bombings?
*There are more boos from the crowd as Roth walks toward the entrance of the building and then stops to talk with Christy James, who is conducting interviews for 6CW.com.
James: Tyler….Tyler can we get a quick shoot with you for the webcast?
*Roth just looks at Christy, his eyes fixed on her chest, and then shrugs his shoulders as though uninterested.
James: Later today the doors to this arena open and the 6CW fans will get the chance to come inside and meet with some of their favourite superstars. This is billed as a chance to “give back to the fans”….do you think that is important in this industry?
*Roth starts to laugh
Roth: Are you serious? Jeez who the hell cares….I look around at these gormless apes and I wouldn’t even spare them my loose change to upgrade the boxes they sleep in….do I look like Make a Wish Mickey to you? Do I look like the kind of guy who is goes to make someone’s dreams come true today? Actually don’t answer that last question, Christy, because your so wet right now I could practically swim to ringside…
*Christy looks disgusted
Roth: I’m here because as an employee of this company I get paid to do this kind of (beep)….if I didn’t see £ signs then I guarantee you that my a55 would still be tucked up in my hotel bed, an Irish hoebag on each side of my nutsack…
James: You can’t say that…
Roth: I just did….I do whatever in the hell I like and you people can boo, yeah go ahead Ireland….boo it up
*The crowd boo furiously
Roth: Because your insults are pointless and pathetic…the fact is, all you brainless chimps came here today to see me….to shake my hand and stroke one out to the prospect of spending just five seconds in the presence of someone as spectacularly awesome as me…
So carry on queuing, I’ll sign all the autographs you want…..I’ll take photos with the disabled kids and get my face in all the newspapers….because at the end of it you end up with a signed copy of my face….I make bank and later tonight I’ll make it rain all over some unsuspecting stripper’s face…
*Christy James looks around at the camera crew, scandalised, and seems to be thinking of calling the interview to a halt. But in the background the producer is urging the interview to continue.
Christy: Let’s change the subject…
Roth: Do whatever you like, Christy….
Christy: In just a few nights you will defend your UK Championship against Jack Hurst…..six weeks on since you won that championship, how are you feeling ahead of your first defense?
Roth: I can’t say I’ve really given it much thought…
*Christy raises her eyebrows
Roth: What’s the matter, that not what you wanted to hear? Do you want me to stand here and tell you that Jack Hurst is the most formidable opponent I have ever faced? Do you want me to pump up his lid and tell everyone that I see him as a threat to my championship reign? Because it ain’t gonna happen, Christy….I may be one bad son of a b1tch but one thing I am not is a liar…
I’m not going to put Jack Hurst on some sort of pedestal…I’m not going to hype him up and feed into this fallacy that he is anything other than cannon fodder….I’ve showed you before and on Sunday night I will show you again….Jack Hurst is nothing to me…
Christy: He does own a pinfall victory over you?
Roth: In tag team action, yeah we’ve been through it, in fact it is the only logical argument you have…but let’s document the countless times that I have beaten Jack Hurst black and blue, left him lying at my feet…I’ve become bored with knocking this guy down, in fact whenever I look at him now I see an old, arthritic dog who just can’t measure up to what he used to be…I pity him, I pity him so much that every part of my body longs to put him out of his misery…
And that is exactly what I am going to do….because as much as I don’t see Hurst as a threat, I will not throw away any opportunity to prove to you jacka55es that I am the real deal…that I am the future of this business….that I am the unstoppable force and I am not going to stop until my throne rests upon the broken bodies and bones of every victim that is foolish enough to lock horns with me…
This…
*He holds up the UK Championship
Roth: Means I am better than you, Christy, and I am better than all of these people lined up around the block….they pay to see me, not vice versa, and soon they are going to come to these events and gaze up at the billboard, awestruck at my name up in lights….that’s what you have to look forward to….that is the future of 6CW…
This belt shows that guys like Jack Hurst are below me….shows that there is very few in the locker-room who can even stand toe to toe with me and wake up the next morning with full use of their facial faculties…
I thrive on hurting people, I get a kick out of seeing them bleed….I enjoy watching my opponents scream in agony as I push them through the pain barrier…inflicting more punishment upon them than they have ever felt before….I love that….those moments help me sleep at night…
*Christy James is shaking her head, outraged…
Roth: And on Sunday night I am going to sleep soundly with the memory in my mind of what I did to Jack Hurst….his mangled carcass will fuel my sweet dreams…the thought of him fighting for his life in a nearby hospital will be an early Christmas present to myself…
And you can look horrified all you like, Christy, but this is the way of The Authority….this is why I represent S.O.A and why Mr Jones and Mr Callihan signed me up….we share the same ideologies and we sing from the same hymn sheet…
They see in me the beast that I kept locked away for so long….they have nurtured me and allow me to grow into the competitor I am today….they are the reason why I am going to be a global icon in this industry….so I will do whatever it takes to repay their faith in me….I will remove anyone who dares to stand in their way…
Together we will vanquish the uprising and lead 6CW into the new age…
2013 is the year of The Authority….2014 will be the year of Tyler Roth….I guarantee it!
*Roth poses with his belt in front of the camera before shaking his head at Christy and walking into the arena.
Roth: Jesus…I thought they re-built this city after the bombings?
*There are more boos from the crowd as Roth walks toward the entrance of the building and then stops to talk with Christy James, who is conducting interviews for 6CW.com.
James: Tyler….Tyler can we get a quick shoot with you for the webcast?
*Roth just looks at Christy, his eyes fixed on her chest, and then shrugs his shoulders as though uninterested.
James: Later today the doors to this arena open and the 6CW fans will get the chance to come inside and meet with some of their favourite superstars. This is billed as a chance to “give back to the fans”….do you think that is important in this industry?
*Roth starts to laugh
Roth: Are you serious? Jeez who the hell cares….I look around at these gormless apes and I wouldn’t even spare them my loose change to upgrade the boxes they sleep in….do I look like Make a Wish Mickey to you? Do I look like the kind of guy who is goes to make someone’s dreams come true today? Actually don’t answer that last question, Christy, because your so wet right now I could practically swim to ringside…
*Christy looks disgusted
Roth: I’m here because as an employee of this company I get paid to do this kind of (beep)….if I didn’t see £ signs then I guarantee you that my a55 would still be tucked up in my hotel bed, an Irish hoebag on each side of my nutsack…
James: You can’t say that…
Roth: I just did….I do whatever in the hell I like and you people can boo, yeah go ahead Ireland….boo it up
*The crowd boo furiously
Roth: Because your insults are pointless and pathetic…the fact is, all you brainless chimps came here today to see me….to shake my hand and stroke one out to the prospect of spending just five seconds in the presence of someone as spectacularly awesome as me…
So carry on queuing, I’ll sign all the autographs you want…..I’ll take photos with the disabled kids and get my face in all the newspapers….because at the end of it you end up with a signed copy of my face….I make bank and later tonight I’ll make it rain all over some unsuspecting stripper’s face…
*Christy James looks around at the camera crew, scandalised, and seems to be thinking of calling the interview to a halt. But in the background the producer is urging the interview to continue.
Christy: Let’s change the subject…
Roth: Do whatever you like, Christy….
Christy: In just a few nights you will defend your UK Championship against Jack Hurst…..six weeks on since you won that championship, how are you feeling ahead of your first defense?
Roth: I can’t say I’ve really given it much thought…
*Christy raises her eyebrows
Roth: What’s the matter, that not what you wanted to hear? Do you want me to stand here and tell you that Jack Hurst is the most formidable opponent I have ever faced? Do you want me to pump up his lid and tell everyone that I see him as a threat to my championship reign? Because it ain’t gonna happen, Christy….I may be one bad son of a b1tch but one thing I am not is a liar…
I’m not going to put Jack Hurst on some sort of pedestal…I’m not going to hype him up and feed into this fallacy that he is anything other than cannon fodder….I’ve showed you before and on Sunday night I will show you again….Jack Hurst is nothing to me…
Christy: He does own a pinfall victory over you?
Roth: In tag team action, yeah we’ve been through it, in fact it is the only logical argument you have…but let’s document the countless times that I have beaten Jack Hurst black and blue, left him lying at my feet…I’ve become bored with knocking this guy down, in fact whenever I look at him now I see an old, arthritic dog who just can’t measure up to what he used to be…I pity him, I pity him so much that every part of my body longs to put him out of his misery…
And that is exactly what I am going to do….because as much as I don’t see Hurst as a threat, I will not throw away any opportunity to prove to you jacka55es that I am the real deal…that I am the future of this business….that I am the unstoppable force and I am not going to stop until my throne rests upon the broken bodies and bones of every victim that is foolish enough to lock horns with me…
This…
*He holds up the UK Championship
Roth: Means I am better than you, Christy, and I am better than all of these people lined up around the block….they pay to see me, not vice versa, and soon they are going to come to these events and gaze up at the billboard, awestruck at my name up in lights….that’s what you have to look forward to….that is the future of 6CW…
This belt shows that guys like Jack Hurst are below me….shows that there is very few in the locker-room who can even stand toe to toe with me and wake up the next morning with full use of their facial faculties…
I thrive on hurting people, I get a kick out of seeing them bleed….I enjoy watching my opponents scream in agony as I push them through the pain barrier…inflicting more punishment upon them than they have ever felt before….I love that….those moments help me sleep at night…
*Christy James is shaking her head, outraged…
Roth: And on Sunday night I am going to sleep soundly with the memory in my mind of what I did to Jack Hurst….his mangled carcass will fuel my sweet dreams…the thought of him fighting for his life in a nearby hospital will be an early Christmas present to myself…
And you can look horrified all you like, Christy, but this is the way of The Authority….this is why I represent S.O.A and why Mr Jones and Mr Callihan signed me up….we share the same ideologies and we sing from the same hymn sheet…
They see in me the beast that I kept locked away for so long….they have nurtured me and allow me to grow into the competitor I am today….they are the reason why I am going to be a global icon in this industry….so I will do whatever it takes to repay their faith in me….I will remove anyone who dares to stand in their way…
Together we will vanquish the uprising and lead 6CW into the new age…
2013 is the year of The Authority….2014 will be the year of Tyler Roth….I guarantee it!
*Roth poses with his belt in front of the camera before shaking his head at Christy and walking into the arena.
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