Post by Tommy Sirius on Jan 20, 2011 15:21:00 GMT -5
A chuckle, amusement as he watched the newest prodigy of RW:REW demolish a lost cause. A lost cause who reached out to team with one...REW veteran to say it losely...only to be left alone in the ring. To become the prey of the only true predators around this ghosttown of a fed. And a smile began to spread even further across the scared face as the boos slowly, but surely began to rise up from the crowd.
Sirius: Now to really blow the roof off the building....
Turning away Sirius at down the glass he had been drinking from and headed towards the suite door, reaching out and grabbing hold of a rather large black velvet bag...[/i]
Ringside
T Money: What the hell is going on!? Wasn't Jason Kuu a member of RW:REW?
Allyson: Well you said it right when you said...was!
Simon: Oh come on...it's quite apparent. I mean look, Holiday and Sirius gave the lumbering freak a chance...then look what he did...wanted to team with Cloud and disrespected Holiday!
T Money: Oh come on..since he sided with Sirius and Holiday he's been shown nothing but dissrespect from Holiday!
Simon: Well there's a big difference here....Holiday and Sirius are true veterans of this sports....legends. Jason isn't...and probably never will be, his place was to take what they threw at him with a smile and learn...if you ask me...he's getting just what he asked for!
Jason attempts to fight back against Thunder, but the blindside disoreinted him; also bringing in the factor of the couple shots Holiday would throw in between obsinities. At this point Thunder had Jason layed out on the mat, throwing unrelenting shots to the freshly busted forhead..opening the cuts further and further.
Allyson: Oh god...isn't someone going to help him!? Where is Cloud? Dreamkiller?
Simon: Havn't you learned yet sweetheart...no one around here gives a shit anymore! They come to the arena long enough to pick up a paycheck...and that's IT! REW is dead...and if you were smart you'd sign your contract over to RW:REW!
T Money: Wait...what!?
The camera angle switches to the announce table as the beating insues showing T Money standing up from the announce table staring down Simon with a monumental ammount of rising anger. Simon, locking eyes with T Money stands up as well...Allyson sitting between them.
Simon: Yeah...that's right...I smartened up...I signed my contract over to RW: REW!
T Money: After what all REW did for you!? After you career fell apart with WWE...Scotty gave you another chance...and THIS is how you repay him!
Simon: Your DAMN RIGHT! Scotty signed me to a fed with a bunch of no bodies making not even half what I made before! This place is SHIT! With people like you walking around...wishing...masterbating to the thought of being The Rock...or John Cena!
T Money: Oh god guys....
Allyson says, tossing her headset off to get out of between the two men before things escalated.
Simon: And speaking of which...where the hell has Scotty been anyways...NO ONE has seen him. You'd think if he was such a great leader like everyone claims...he'd be doing something when the whole RW:REW thing began to rise...BUT NO! Scotty isn't doing shit...Seth isn't doing shit! The only thing Icy is doing is half the locker room....THE ONLY active leaders of this place are with RW:REW!
T Money: You piece of shit!
Simon: A piece of shit maybe...but a smart one at that. Im done with you...with these people with REW...so I'll leave you with this....FUCK YOU!
Simon yeals out, grabbing his headset and tossing it against the chest of T Money. T Money just stares at him in a fury, Allysons jaw drops as Simon makes is way to the ring and slides in.
Holiday, grabbing Thunders attention, points at Simon. Quickly Thunder jumps off of Jason, turning ready for an attack..instead Simon takes Thunders place atop Jason...sending his own shots to Jason.
T Money: Ahh hell no!
T roars out, tossing his headset down and rushing the ring. But before he can slide in, Thunder and Holiday meet him at the ropes...daring him to enter. And being a smart man, weighing the situation...it wouldn't be smart. Cursing, T Money yeals out at the two..standing his ground outside the ring as Simon takes his shots on a bloody and unconcious Jason Kuu.
The curtains part, and out walks a man ready to join the party.
Allyson: Oh god..this isn't good.
Speaks, putting her headset back on trying to do her best comentating by herself. Meanwhile T Money curses more, turning to grab a chair nearby..but staying on the outside due to the odds stacking further against him now as the Owner of RW:REW makes his way down the ramp..toting a smile and a large black bag.
As Sirius steps into the ring, Simon removes himself from the beaten Kuu and greets his new boss with a handshake. Sirius smiling with the biggest shit eating grin that can be mustered. After greeting with Thunder and Aaron, Sirius reaches down to pick up a discarded microphone...
Sirius: Jason...Jason...Jason...what did you think was going to happen? That we were just going to let someone like you run with us, but still try to play badass and disrespect us? Son...you are sadly mistaken.
Sirius says, sending a swift kick to the jaw of the downed Jason. Laying the bag onto the ground and reaching inside, Sirius pulls out a few items. Pointing to the ropes, Sirius says something off mic to Thunder. Quickly Thunder takes the deadweighted Jason Kuu and drags him to the ropes.
Allyson: Oh no...come on Sirius!
Handcuffs dangled from the right hand of Sirius as he knelt down, quickly fastening Kuu to the ropes, laughing and smacking Kuu across the face as he rose.
Sirius: And that...is so I can finish this without Jason making a Super man Ultimate Warrior come back and crush all of us.....learn to sell kid...
Sirius says, turning away from Kuu.
Sirius: And this...*holding what looks to be a can of spraypaint in the air*...is anti-ReeF spray...so no Retarded Fucker can come down here doing super human magick things to beat us up and magically dissapear with Kuu.....learn a true gimmick Dreamkiller.
Lowering the mic, Sirius walks the parimeter of the ring spraying the can as Holiday chuckles, Thunder slightly hacking a cough. Sirius returns to the center of the ring, where a fresh puddle of blood and his large black bag resided. Reaching in Sirius stands with what looks to be a few t-shirts.
Sirius: And these...well these just look bad fucking ass.
Sirius tosses a couple shirts to Thunder and nearby Simon layfield...the pair quickly pull the shirts over head revealing the emblem of RW:REW. However, Sirius throws Holiday a shirt...and at the same time they put them on revealing a simalar emblem...but with a twist. Right below the RW:REW emblem is a symbol that hasn't been seen for some time...and upon sight of it the crowd roars in worse boos that they had been bombarding with allready......
Sirius: So now that we have those matters out of the way...*Sirius pauses, turning to look at the fuming T Money*...oh don't be jealouse T...I would be more then glad to get you a "property of" shirt!
Obscenities spew forth from T Moneys mouth as Holiday laughs, pacing around the ring taunting the crowd.
Sirius: But on to real buisness....you see as of late there has been a trend going about REW......silent champions. You see REW as three championships...and four champions. Let see...we have the REW World Championship...which is carried around by...whats his name again?
Sirius says with a blank look on his face, grinning Aaron say something to him...
Sirius: Oh thats right....Steve Kleiman. Then we have the Strongstyle championship...which by the way belongs to UVCW...who is toted around by...uhm..whats the bitches name.....Emily Money...
T Money roars out, nearly losing control of himself to the point of sliding in. Though as Thunder charges that side of the ring again...T Money ducks back out.
Sirius: And then we have the REW Tag Team Champions...Dreamkiller...and Jason Kuu here. And aside from ole Kuu here...we havn't heard shit from any of the others. So...this IS what is going to happen. Being 60% owner of REW...the REW World Champion and Strongstyle Championship are hereby....VACATED!
Allyson: WHAT!?
Reaching down into the black bag...Sirius pulls two more objects out...the REW World and Strongstyle Championship. The glimmer of gold grabbing Thunders attention. Sirius tosses the titles to the center of the ring, lifting the mic backup.
Sirius: And why not vacate the RW Tag Team titles? Because the simple fact of, despite the situation he's gotten himself into, Kuu here is atleast trying. He is atleast attempting to earn his paycheck.....not to mention, it'd be a bit more fun to beat him for them. Scotty, you may want to reward these people for doing nothing...but as long as Im around...it won't happen anymore. REW is going to reform...or die. For this is a revival, and if any of you are smart back here...you'd take this final offer I give you of redemption....of salvation...and march your way down here and pledge yourself to me....to us!
With that...Sirius tosse the mic to the ground and turns towards the entrance ramp, Holiday continues to make his rounds around the ring taunting the crowd as Thunder keeps an eye on T Money.
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Sirius: Now to really blow the roof off the building....
Turning away Sirius at down the glass he had been drinking from and headed towards the suite door, reaching out and grabbing hold of a rather large black velvet bag...[/i]
Ringside
T Money: What the hell is going on!? Wasn't Jason Kuu a member of RW:REW?
Allyson: Well you said it right when you said...was!
Simon: Oh come on...it's quite apparent. I mean look, Holiday and Sirius gave the lumbering freak a chance...then look what he did...wanted to team with Cloud and disrespected Holiday!
T Money: Oh come on..since he sided with Sirius and Holiday he's been shown nothing but dissrespect from Holiday!
Simon: Well there's a big difference here....Holiday and Sirius are true veterans of this sports....legends. Jason isn't...and probably never will be, his place was to take what they threw at him with a smile and learn...if you ask me...he's getting just what he asked for!
Jason attempts to fight back against Thunder, but the blindside disoreinted him; also bringing in the factor of the couple shots Holiday would throw in between obsinities. At this point Thunder had Jason layed out on the mat, throwing unrelenting shots to the freshly busted forhead..opening the cuts further and further.
Allyson: Oh god...isn't someone going to help him!? Where is Cloud? Dreamkiller?
Simon: Havn't you learned yet sweetheart...no one around here gives a shit anymore! They come to the arena long enough to pick up a paycheck...and that's IT! REW is dead...and if you were smart you'd sign your contract over to RW:REW!
T Money: Wait...what!?
The camera angle switches to the announce table as the beating insues showing T Money standing up from the announce table staring down Simon with a monumental ammount of rising anger. Simon, locking eyes with T Money stands up as well...Allyson sitting between them.
Simon: Yeah...that's right...I smartened up...I signed my contract over to RW: REW!
T Money: After what all REW did for you!? After you career fell apart with WWE...Scotty gave you another chance...and THIS is how you repay him!
Simon: Your DAMN RIGHT! Scotty signed me to a fed with a bunch of no bodies making not even half what I made before! This place is SHIT! With people like you walking around...wishing...masterbating to the thought of being The Rock...or John Cena!
T Money: Oh god guys....
Allyson says, tossing her headset off to get out of between the two men before things escalated.
Simon: And speaking of which...where the hell has Scotty been anyways...NO ONE has seen him. You'd think if he was such a great leader like everyone claims...he'd be doing something when the whole RW:REW thing began to rise...BUT NO! Scotty isn't doing shit...Seth isn't doing shit! The only thing Icy is doing is half the locker room....THE ONLY active leaders of this place are with RW:REW!
T Money: You piece of shit!
Simon: A piece of shit maybe...but a smart one at that. Im done with you...with these people with REW...so I'll leave you with this....FUCK YOU!
Simon yeals out, grabbing his headset and tossing it against the chest of T Money. T Money just stares at him in a fury, Allysons jaw drops as Simon makes is way to the ring and slides in.
Holiday, grabbing Thunders attention, points at Simon. Quickly Thunder jumps off of Jason, turning ready for an attack..instead Simon takes Thunders place atop Jason...sending his own shots to Jason.
T Money: Ahh hell no!
T roars out, tossing his headset down and rushing the ring. But before he can slide in, Thunder and Holiday meet him at the ropes...daring him to enter. And being a smart man, weighing the situation...it wouldn't be smart. Cursing, T Money yeals out at the two..standing his ground outside the ring as Simon takes his shots on a bloody and unconcious Jason Kuu.
The curtains part, and out walks a man ready to join the party.
Allyson: Oh god..this isn't good.
Speaks, putting her headset back on trying to do her best comentating by herself. Meanwhile T Money curses more, turning to grab a chair nearby..but staying on the outside due to the odds stacking further against him now as the Owner of RW:REW makes his way down the ramp..toting a smile and a large black bag.
As Sirius steps into the ring, Simon removes himself from the beaten Kuu and greets his new boss with a handshake. Sirius smiling with the biggest shit eating grin that can be mustered. After greeting with Thunder and Aaron, Sirius reaches down to pick up a discarded microphone...
Sirius: Jason...Jason...Jason...what did you think was going to happen? That we were just going to let someone like you run with us, but still try to play badass and disrespect us? Son...you are sadly mistaken.
Sirius says, sending a swift kick to the jaw of the downed Jason. Laying the bag onto the ground and reaching inside, Sirius pulls out a few items. Pointing to the ropes, Sirius says something off mic to Thunder. Quickly Thunder takes the deadweighted Jason Kuu and drags him to the ropes.
Allyson: Oh no...come on Sirius!
Handcuffs dangled from the right hand of Sirius as he knelt down, quickly fastening Kuu to the ropes, laughing and smacking Kuu across the face as he rose.
Sirius: And that...is so I can finish this without Jason making a Super man Ultimate Warrior come back and crush all of us.....learn to sell kid...
Sirius says, turning away from Kuu.
Sirius: And this...*holding what looks to be a can of spraypaint in the air*...is anti-ReeF spray...so no Retarded Fucker can come down here doing super human magick things to beat us up and magically dissapear with Kuu.....learn a true gimmick Dreamkiller.
Lowering the mic, Sirius walks the parimeter of the ring spraying the can as Holiday chuckles, Thunder slightly hacking a cough. Sirius returns to the center of the ring, where a fresh puddle of blood and his large black bag resided. Reaching in Sirius stands with what looks to be a few t-shirts.
Sirius: And these...well these just look bad fucking ass.
Sirius tosses a couple shirts to Thunder and nearby Simon layfield...the pair quickly pull the shirts over head revealing the emblem of RW:REW. However, Sirius throws Holiday a shirt...and at the same time they put them on revealing a simalar emblem...but with a twist. Right below the RW:REW emblem is a symbol that hasn't been seen for some time...and upon sight of it the crowd roars in worse boos that they had been bombarding with allready......
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Sirius: So now that we have those matters out of the way...*Sirius pauses, turning to look at the fuming T Money*...oh don't be jealouse T...I would be more then glad to get you a "property of" shirt!
Obscenities spew forth from T Moneys mouth as Holiday laughs, pacing around the ring taunting the crowd.
Sirius: But on to real buisness....you see as of late there has been a trend going about REW......silent champions. You see REW as three championships...and four champions. Let see...we have the REW World Championship...which is carried around by...whats his name again?
Sirius says with a blank look on his face, grinning Aaron say something to him...
Sirius: Oh thats right....Steve Kleiman. Then we have the Strongstyle championship...which by the way belongs to UVCW...who is toted around by...uhm..whats the bitches name.....Emily Money...
T Money roars out, nearly losing control of himself to the point of sliding in. Though as Thunder charges that side of the ring again...T Money ducks back out.
Sirius: And then we have the REW Tag Team Champions...Dreamkiller...and Jason Kuu here. And aside from ole Kuu here...we havn't heard shit from any of the others. So...this IS what is going to happen. Being 60% owner of REW...the REW World Champion and Strongstyle Championship are hereby....VACATED!
Allyson: WHAT!?
Reaching down into the black bag...Sirius pulls two more objects out...the REW World and Strongstyle Championship. The glimmer of gold grabbing Thunders attention. Sirius tosses the titles to the center of the ring, lifting the mic backup.
Sirius: And why not vacate the RW Tag Team titles? Because the simple fact of, despite the situation he's gotten himself into, Kuu here is atleast trying. He is atleast attempting to earn his paycheck.....not to mention, it'd be a bit more fun to beat him for them. Scotty, you may want to reward these people for doing nothing...but as long as Im around...it won't happen anymore. REW is going to reform...or die. For this is a revival, and if any of you are smart back here...you'd take this final offer I give you of redemption....of salvation...and march your way down here and pledge yourself to me....to us!
With that...Sirius tosse the mic to the ground and turns towards the entrance ramp, Holiday continues to make his rounds around the ring taunting the crowd as Thunder keeps an eye on T Money.
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