Post by Aryan Franchise on Jul 25, 2011 19:46:04 GMT -5
R...E....W.....Real Extreme Wrestling. Though all it has proven to be for the last year..maybe even two is....crap. When you've had someone like...Aaron Holiday as champion and his little nutslut Sara Stone as the singles and tag champions, what can you expect? Though, it seems as though management has managed to turn the tides for themselves by taking the titles from these two...but don't get to excited...REW is still crap. I mean look at the new tag team champions Jason Myst and Brutal Mirror....the only way Myst will ever amount to anything is when I draw a hatchet man on my toilet paper then wipe my ass with it. Then we come to Brutal Mirror...and another rice eater karate gimmick...OOOH SO exciting.
Jigg....oh wait...better not...don't want to get some people excited.
Then we come to REWs Strongstyle Champion, Sexpert. Now I will tip my hat to this guy... at least he can make me chuckle a little. You know...one of those chuckles you get when a bitch is doing what she does best and you push her head down and make her gag...oh and sorry about that Sara.
Then we come to the REW Heavyweight Champion...Mr. John...Michael...White. The only glimmer of hope this place has...to bad he's running the place and an America's Youth Alumni...hey John...ever get that "golden" taste out of your mouth? And then we come to...me....Aryan Franchise...the true and only real...Mr. Better Then You...Icon...Legend...or plainly put...the only person in this fed that has REAL talent. So before my ran....I mean "inner thoughts" drag on any further.....
"Aryan...Aryan...your lost in your own mind again aren't you?" came the voice of Sasha, the baddest damn brunette around.
With a smile, I turned towards her...giving her a kiss on her lips.
"Na...just enjoying the...beauty of this moment." I replied, pulling my hand up from my lap and sitting it on the back of the sofa I resided on.
Now now, before you think...aww he's a sweet guy who LOVES his girl....
Gasping for air, Ashton; who is the freakiest redhead this side of well the universe, raises up from beneath my clutch coughing and trying to catch her breath while wiping the drool from her chin. Now don't get me wrong...I have love for my girls...love for the things they do for me free and without hesitation...I trained them good.
"Twenty Five seconds...a new record!" Ashton said with excitement.
"Oh please...that's all you got...let me show you how it's done." Sasha said, quickly taking her place face first in my lap.
Ashton, not being a girl who just likes to watch, dives under as well to work my boys like only a redhead can. Bringing both my hands back behind my head, I lay my head on my interlocked fingers to relax..enjoy...and prepare for the main event of the evening. You know...it's pretty bad that busting a nut for the fifth time this day...is more exciting then the actual REW main event.
Out of the corner of my eye I could see a small black remote, and many times before I've used it to record moments just like this. Though seeing as how I just signed a contract with REW, saying that almost made me go limp. Noticing Sasha did her washing machine impression with her tongue, there we go...much better. BUT seeing as how I just signed a contract with REW...perhaps it's time to introduce the world...as well as the locker room to The Franchise. Hitting the button, the lense of the camera before me extends out to life...heh...and they shining great smile of the Franchise...graces the world.
"Twenty Seven seconds!" roared out Sasha as she shot up from my lap with spit slinging.
"You bitch!" replied Ashton, who quickly switch from the boys...to the rod of steel.
Sasha layed her head on my chest, reaching forward to stroke the bright red locks of Ashton.
"Egh-hem, excuse that out burst REW." I started my smile growing so much larger now.
"But..look closely...look VERY closely. What you see before you is just pure greatness...pure SECOND generation greatness. Now, I know all of you are wondering...second generation? Who is the first? Just look closely, you'll know.... at least some of you will. And to those of you who will, you will quickly notice why...I am just going to...plow...right through the competition." I continued, you know they always say...the best promos come from the heart...but I must disagree...the come best from me.
"Now I'm not going to say, enough about me..because well..I am the only thing worth thinking or talking about in REW now. But...I'm also a man that is straight to the point. So REW, despite the fact that I could quite literally walk in...grab every title you have and leave with them...I like to play with my prey before I finish them off. So....John Michael White...Sexpert....how about the two of you step forward and defend REW...and show me what this place more then just washed up jobbers who come here to feel better about themselves. I propose at whatever show you have next...whatever cliche' name it' may be....we have Aryan Franchise vs JMW vs Sexpert...title or no...but...I dare you both." I continue, my grin moaking all watchers.
"Thirty Seconds!" Ashton said, her face red as she nearly choked herself to unconciousness....beginning to get a little worried.
"Girls girls...enough of the competition....show REW what real tag team action is about!" I suggested, and the girls quickly went into action as one went low and the other high.
"So you ask...what do I have to put up? Heh...aside from the world in my palm? I tell you this....which ever of the two can manage to pin me...can take my girls...Sasha and Ashton home for a couple nights and get the full Franchise treatment. And with a guy named Sexpert and JMW, who probably hasn't as much less smelt a woman in quite some time, I believe that is one HELL of a deal. But you know...it's up to you paper champs....lets see what your...oh...wait...." I quickly stop as an eruption begins to rise, quickly I grab the hair of Sasha and shove her down to the base and Ashton goes to work once again on the pump...make sure it alits true greatness and a high velocity.
And as Sasha, like the champ she is, consumes that...greatness...I finish off my promo..."Lets see, what REW....is made of..."
And flashing my awesome smile, I hit stop on the recording......
Jigg....oh wait...better not...don't want to get some people excited.
Then we come to REWs Strongstyle Champion, Sexpert. Now I will tip my hat to this guy... at least he can make me chuckle a little. You know...one of those chuckles you get when a bitch is doing what she does best and you push her head down and make her gag...oh and sorry about that Sara.
Then we come to the REW Heavyweight Champion...Mr. John...Michael...White. The only glimmer of hope this place has...to bad he's running the place and an America's Youth Alumni...hey John...ever get that "golden" taste out of your mouth? And then we come to...me....Aryan Franchise...the true and only real...Mr. Better Then You...Icon...Legend...or plainly put...the only person in this fed that has REAL talent. So before my ran....I mean "inner thoughts" drag on any further.....
"Aryan...Aryan...your lost in your own mind again aren't you?" came the voice of Sasha, the baddest damn brunette around.
With a smile, I turned towards her...giving her a kiss on her lips.
"Na...just enjoying the...beauty of this moment." I replied, pulling my hand up from my lap and sitting it on the back of the sofa I resided on.
Now now, before you think...aww he's a sweet guy who LOVES his girl....
Gasping for air, Ashton; who is the freakiest redhead this side of well the universe, raises up from beneath my clutch coughing and trying to catch her breath while wiping the drool from her chin. Now don't get me wrong...I have love for my girls...love for the things they do for me free and without hesitation...I trained them good.
"Twenty Five seconds...a new record!" Ashton said with excitement.
"Oh please...that's all you got...let me show you how it's done." Sasha said, quickly taking her place face first in my lap.
Ashton, not being a girl who just likes to watch, dives under as well to work my boys like only a redhead can. Bringing both my hands back behind my head, I lay my head on my interlocked fingers to relax..enjoy...and prepare for the main event of the evening. You know...it's pretty bad that busting a nut for the fifth time this day...is more exciting then the actual REW main event.
Out of the corner of my eye I could see a small black remote, and many times before I've used it to record moments just like this. Though seeing as how I just signed a contract with REW, saying that almost made me go limp. Noticing Sasha did her washing machine impression with her tongue, there we go...much better. BUT seeing as how I just signed a contract with REW...perhaps it's time to introduce the world...as well as the locker room to The Franchise. Hitting the button, the lense of the camera before me extends out to life...heh...and they shining great smile of the Franchise...graces the world.
"Twenty Seven seconds!" roared out Sasha as she shot up from my lap with spit slinging.
"You bitch!" replied Ashton, who quickly switch from the boys...to the rod of steel.
Sasha layed her head on my chest, reaching forward to stroke the bright red locks of Ashton.
"Egh-hem, excuse that out burst REW." I started my smile growing so much larger now.
"But..look closely...look VERY closely. What you see before you is just pure greatness...pure SECOND generation greatness. Now, I know all of you are wondering...second generation? Who is the first? Just look closely, you'll know.... at least some of you will. And to those of you who will, you will quickly notice why...I am just going to...plow...right through the competition." I continued, you know they always say...the best promos come from the heart...but I must disagree...the come best from me.
"Now I'm not going to say, enough about me..because well..I am the only thing worth thinking or talking about in REW now. But...I'm also a man that is straight to the point. So REW, despite the fact that I could quite literally walk in...grab every title you have and leave with them...I like to play with my prey before I finish them off. So....John Michael White...Sexpert....how about the two of you step forward and defend REW...and show me what this place more then just washed up jobbers who come here to feel better about themselves. I propose at whatever show you have next...whatever cliche' name it' may be....we have Aryan Franchise vs JMW vs Sexpert...title or no...but...I dare you both." I continue, my grin moaking all watchers.
"Thirty Seconds!" Ashton said, her face red as she nearly choked herself to unconciousness....beginning to get a little worried.
"Girls girls...enough of the competition....show REW what real tag team action is about!" I suggested, and the girls quickly went into action as one went low and the other high.
"So you ask...what do I have to put up? Heh...aside from the world in my palm? I tell you this....which ever of the two can manage to pin me...can take my girls...Sasha and Ashton home for a couple nights and get the full Franchise treatment. And with a guy named Sexpert and JMW, who probably hasn't as much less smelt a woman in quite some time, I believe that is one HELL of a deal. But you know...it's up to you paper champs....lets see what your...oh...wait...." I quickly stop as an eruption begins to rise, quickly I grab the hair of Sasha and shove her down to the base and Ashton goes to work once again on the pump...make sure it alits true greatness and a high velocity.
And as Sasha, like the champ she is, consumes that...greatness...I finish off my promo..."Lets see, what REW....is made of..."
And flashing my awesome smile, I hit stop on the recording......
"AF"
"Will the champions of REW step up, or replace Ashton and Sasha on my nuts?"
"Will the champions of REW step up, or replace Ashton and Sasha on my nuts?"
