Post by Blake Worship on Sept 11, 2008 18:34:15 GMT -5
[OOC: Sorry to jump the gun, Caius, but this match is a bust. I was going to wait until the card results were up to put up this post, but what with my report board now that I will probably start on tomorrow, I don't have the time, patience or inspiration to wait any longer. Now that I think about it, I'm almost like staff now, huh...? Sweet... Okay, here it is...]
Blake Worship rises from his seat in the corner of the ring for the second time tonight after having listened to the fans boo and curse Dyce's name for quite long enough.
Allyson: It is safe to say Worship has had just about enough at this point.
Simon: [jerks up, snorting] *cough*What? What? Did it start...?
Allyson: Some professional you are. And no, it didn't start.
Simon: [smirks] Well I'd rather be a half-assed announcer than Caius' full-on bitch like you are. I saw the way you were kissing ass in front of him when he was here for the Cloud and Boxer match earlier. Or do you prefer to kiss the front side of Caius' privates...?
Allyson: You are definitely one to talk, jizz-face. What's that white stuff around your mouth?
Simon: [alarmed, checks face] What? What the hell--wait, that's just drool!
Allyson: Oh you're right, I'm sorry! Now you look so much better!
Simon: ...... Shut up...
Blake moves to the center of the ring and takes his patented sterling silver mic in his hand for the third time in one evening, raising it to his lips once again.
Worship: Let's not make this last any longer than it needs to, I've got more important things to do with my life. Can we just start the count, already?
Blake motions to referee Chase Evans, who signals for the match bell to be rung, after which he begins his ten-count and subsequently counts Dyce out of the match, finally announcing Blake the winner. The fans cheer a little but mostly boo at the night's horrible Main Event. Blake lifts his mic up once more in an attempt to placate the masses.
Worship: I know, I know. That match sucked. But it's not over yet, folks! With the action part of the night finally being over, I can now share with everyone the news I've been keeping quiet for so long.
Allyson: This is it! We can finally hear what Blake has in store for REW!
Simon: Shut up! I've gotta hear this!
Worship: As you all know, I have since made it my mission in recent months to eradicate the vile plague upon this fed that is DHS. [loud boos] I wanted to start from the top, and work my way down. At the top, was Jayson Ray, a very close friend and colleague, like a younger brother to me. I tried to help him fight the demon within him, but he wasn't strong enough, and soon found it easier to give in to it, embrace it, than free himself from it. He isn't in REW at the moment, but I can feel him, he lurks dangerously in the shadows... and before he left, he helped one of my former students in Cloudstrife to fully realize the demon within himself, a spark of evil I should have extinguished myself long ago, but I was blinded by the glory I knew I could make him achieve, the champion I could make him become...
Allyson: Blake is starting to look rather choked up right now. This is hard to watch...
Simon: He's had to live with these mistakes for years, Allyson. How would you feel, knowing you could've AND should've stopped two demonic human beings from existing on this earth, and you failed, or just stood back and did nothing...
Allyson: I would feel intense guilt, but I'm just a normal human being. Worship is a warrior of God, blessed with superhuman speed, strength... if I were HIM, I would feel... useless...
Simon: Maybe now you understand at least an ounce of his pain...
Worship: I have worked hard in this business to be recognized as the best. I have won World Title gold everywhere I've been, and in the only fed I didn't earn it was MWEW when Posh royally hosed me TWICE in fixed matches designed to see me fail. Alas, he made up for it by putting me in MWEW Hall of Fame, which is better than any title. But for what? In all this time, I have forsaken my duty to the world to denounce evil...
Worship: I once found great pleasure in purging a diseased fed of its rotten ringers with their sinister agendas, and the other great ringers who were just shaming the fed in general. I did it in MWEW with TFFKAA for years, taking out people such as ATT from AY. His career halted at my hands. I did it with The WAVE in CWA, until I eventually ended them myself. I did it ALONE in CWA, when I took Hutto's BRB Title. I never liked half-assing in my feds. I did it ALONE again in CWA, when I halted Diablo's life with my hands. And I did it in RW 2.0 side-by-side with the great Dozer himself as a part of JADED, when I swerved The Seven Deadly Sins and eliminated all but the great FatSam from the fed. You see, this is fun for me, people!
Worship: [solemn] But now... the accused are my friends, some of the closest I have in this world... I have neglected my duty, because I find no pleasure in hunting my brothers in arms. Cloud, who I molded... Jay, who fought beside me so many times... and now... they are the enemy. And to that... I say, SO BE IT! [pop] REW is my home now, and I will NOT let it be threatened by the evils they have become and still plan to introduce. This fed will be set right, but not the DHS way! We're doing things MY way, now! So DHS, prepare yourselves, 'cause I'm starting at the top and working my way down! And right now, the top means you, Cloudstrife! That belt will soon be joining our ranks, the ranks of the new authoritative force in REW! And we are...!
Allyson: Who? Who are they? Who could it be?!
Simon: Blake has been apart of so many things now, it's hard to keep track! TFFKAA? Anarchy? Jaded? The Wave? Who, damnit?!
Worship: [chuckles] Better yet, how about I just show you... come on out!
Suddenly all the lights in the arena dim to nothing, the only source of illumination coming from the RavenVision, which is now viewing dark gray storm clouds moving across a slightly lighter gray sky, fading in and out of blackness as words continuously appear on the screen...
The last word flashes on the screen as a siren begins to sound throughout the arena, and without warning the RavenVision border explodes in white light from sparks and smoke drifts down from the bottom border as "Ride On Our Enemies" by Tupac bumps viciously throughout the PA system. Next thing the fans are cheering as The Real Deal T Money makes his way out and down the ramp looking stern as the last word on the RavenVision is gone after the explosion of sparks, replaced by something even more moving...
Allyson: The Regulators! Worship has revived it! This is crazy!
Simon: [shocked] I totally forgot... I can't believe it.
T Money climbs into the ring and takes a stand next to Worship, patting him on the back and shaking his head at taking the mic, motioning that Worship should continue speaking uninterrupted.
Worship: That is RIGHT, people! The Regulators are back! Since I'm sure this is practically new to many of you, I shall explain. The Regulators were created by myself and my partner at that time, co-RWTG Tag Team Champion alongside me, Richmond. Yes, this is from way back. Richmond would later become Rising Star Champion, as I would become RWTG World Champion. But this was the beginning of a movement. I was tired of the ringers in that fed being looked at as though they were nothing, and I was even more tired of the things I was seeing in the major feds. The Regulators were designed by Richmond and myself to help cleanse RW of its hypocrites and bigots. Barbarian Max was an original member of this team. Unfortunately, the ringer draft destroyed our plans before they were complete, Richmond vanishing, myself going to MWEW, while my young apprentices were left to squander in RWTG. They lost leadership, they lost hope, and the movement died. But no more! It is clear that it is needed once again, and so it is here!
Worship: And I'm sure there are those wondering who else is apart of this group... [pop] Well frankly, that part is up to you ringers in the back. Look deep within yourselves! If you know that you would not be able to bear the idea of DHS running rampant throughout this fed, to stomach the lack of order in REW, or to just sit back and let this fed rot from the inside out any longer, then join us! This is an open call to anyone willing to fight, willing to maintain order, willing to REGULATE! T and I will wait as long as necessary...
Worship: But even if no one comes, we are ready. Prepare yourself, Cloud, for that World Title is coming home to the savior team of REW! The same goes for you Angel, T Money will see to it that your Intercontinental reign is short-lived! And Satanic Mantra, to save you from being steamrolled by DHS, T and I will be forced to take those Tag Titles, too. This is the future, people! And it will soon become clear, when all the dust is settled, who the TRUE movers and shakers of REW really are. And then all will know that we are The Regulators! And what do we do...?
WE RUN SHIT!!!
[shadow=gray,left,300]TBC...?[/shadow]
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REW Wrath - Main Event: Blake Worship vs. Dyce...
Blake Worship rises from his seat in the corner of the ring for the second time tonight after having listened to the fans boo and curse Dyce's name for quite long enough.
Allyson: It is safe to say Worship has had just about enough at this point.
Simon: [jerks up, snorting] *cough*What? What? Did it start...?
Allyson: Some professional you are. And no, it didn't start.
Simon: [smirks] Well I'd rather be a half-assed announcer than Caius' full-on bitch like you are. I saw the way you were kissing ass in front of him when he was here for the Cloud and Boxer match earlier. Or do you prefer to kiss the front side of Caius' privates...?
Allyson: You are definitely one to talk, jizz-face. What's that white stuff around your mouth?
Simon: [alarmed, checks face] What? What the hell--wait, that's just drool!
Allyson: Oh you're right, I'm sorry! Now you look so much better!
Simon: ...... Shut up...
Blake moves to the center of the ring and takes his patented sterling silver mic in his hand for the third time in one evening, raising it to his lips once again.
Worship: Let's not make this last any longer than it needs to, I've got more important things to do with my life. Can we just start the count, already?
Blake motions to referee Chase Evans, who signals for the match bell to be rung, after which he begins his ten-count and subsequently counts Dyce out of the match, finally announcing Blake the winner. The fans cheer a little but mostly boo at the night's horrible Main Event. Blake lifts his mic up once more in an attempt to placate the masses.
Worship: I know, I know. That match sucked. But it's not over yet, folks! With the action part of the night finally being over, I can now share with everyone the news I've been keeping quiet for so long.
Allyson: This is it! We can finally hear what Blake has in store for REW!
Simon: Shut up! I've gotta hear this!
Worship: As you all know, I have since made it my mission in recent months to eradicate the vile plague upon this fed that is DHS. [loud boos] I wanted to start from the top, and work my way down. At the top, was Jayson Ray, a very close friend and colleague, like a younger brother to me. I tried to help him fight the demon within him, but he wasn't strong enough, and soon found it easier to give in to it, embrace it, than free himself from it. He isn't in REW at the moment, but I can feel him, he lurks dangerously in the shadows... and before he left, he helped one of my former students in Cloudstrife to fully realize the demon within himself, a spark of evil I should have extinguished myself long ago, but I was blinded by the glory I knew I could make him achieve, the champion I could make him become...
Allyson: Blake is starting to look rather choked up right now. This is hard to watch...
Simon: He's had to live with these mistakes for years, Allyson. How would you feel, knowing you could've AND should've stopped two demonic human beings from existing on this earth, and you failed, or just stood back and did nothing...
Allyson: I would feel intense guilt, but I'm just a normal human being. Worship is a warrior of God, blessed with superhuman speed, strength... if I were HIM, I would feel... useless...
Simon: Maybe now you understand at least an ounce of his pain...
Worship: I have worked hard in this business to be recognized as the best. I have won World Title gold everywhere I've been, and in the only fed I didn't earn it was MWEW when Posh royally hosed me TWICE in fixed matches designed to see me fail. Alas, he made up for it by putting me in MWEW Hall of Fame, which is better than any title. But for what? In all this time, I have forsaken my duty to the world to denounce evil...
Worship: I once found great pleasure in purging a diseased fed of its rotten ringers with their sinister agendas, and the other great ringers who were just shaming the fed in general. I did it in MWEW with TFFKAA for years, taking out people such as ATT from AY. His career halted at my hands. I did it with The WAVE in CWA, until I eventually ended them myself. I did it ALONE in CWA, when I took Hutto's BRB Title. I never liked half-assing in my feds. I did it ALONE again in CWA, when I halted Diablo's life with my hands. And I did it in RW 2.0 side-by-side with the great Dozer himself as a part of JADED, when I swerved The Seven Deadly Sins and eliminated all but the great FatSam from the fed. You see, this is fun for me, people!
Worship: [solemn] But now... the accused are my friends, some of the closest I have in this world... I have neglected my duty, because I find no pleasure in hunting my brothers in arms. Cloud, who I molded... Jay, who fought beside me so many times... and now... they are the enemy. And to that... I say, SO BE IT! [pop] REW is my home now, and I will NOT let it be threatened by the evils they have become and still plan to introduce. This fed will be set right, but not the DHS way! We're doing things MY way, now! So DHS, prepare yourselves, 'cause I'm starting at the top and working my way down! And right now, the top means you, Cloudstrife! That belt will soon be joining our ranks, the ranks of the new authoritative force in REW! And we are...!
Allyson: Who? Who are they? Who could it be?!
Simon: Blake has been apart of so many things now, it's hard to keep track! TFFKAA? Anarchy? Jaded? The Wave? Who, damnit?!
Worship: [chuckles] Better yet, how about I just show you... come on out!
Suddenly all the lights in the arena dim to nothing, the only source of illumination coming from the RavenVision, which is now viewing dark gray storm clouds moving across a slightly lighter gray sky, fading in and out of blackness as words continuously appear on the screen...
[glow=gray,2,300]DHS...
REW...
Prepare Yourselves...
You Are About To Be...
REGULATED!!![/glow]
REW...
Prepare Yourselves...
You Are About To Be...
REGULATED!!![/glow]
The last word flashes on the screen as a siren begins to sound throughout the arena, and without warning the RavenVision border explodes in white light from sparks and smoke drifts down from the bottom border as "Ride On Our Enemies" by Tupac bumps viciously throughout the PA system. Next thing the fans are cheering as The Real Deal T Money makes his way out and down the ramp looking stern as the last word on the RavenVision is gone after the explosion of sparks, replaced by something even more moving...
Allyson: The Regulators! Worship has revived it! This is crazy!
Simon: [shocked] I totally forgot... I can't believe it.
T Money climbs into the ring and takes a stand next to Worship, patting him on the back and shaking his head at taking the mic, motioning that Worship should continue speaking uninterrupted.
Worship: That is RIGHT, people! The Regulators are back! Since I'm sure this is practically new to many of you, I shall explain. The Regulators were created by myself and my partner at that time, co-RWTG Tag Team Champion alongside me, Richmond. Yes, this is from way back. Richmond would later become Rising Star Champion, as I would become RWTG World Champion. But this was the beginning of a movement. I was tired of the ringers in that fed being looked at as though they were nothing, and I was even more tired of the things I was seeing in the major feds. The Regulators were designed by Richmond and myself to help cleanse RW of its hypocrites and bigots. Barbarian Max was an original member of this team. Unfortunately, the ringer draft destroyed our plans before they were complete, Richmond vanishing, myself going to MWEW, while my young apprentices were left to squander in RWTG. They lost leadership, they lost hope, and the movement died. But no more! It is clear that it is needed once again, and so it is here!
Worship: And I'm sure there are those wondering who else is apart of this group... [pop] Well frankly, that part is up to you ringers in the back. Look deep within yourselves! If you know that you would not be able to bear the idea of DHS running rampant throughout this fed, to stomach the lack of order in REW, or to just sit back and let this fed rot from the inside out any longer, then join us! This is an open call to anyone willing to fight, willing to maintain order, willing to REGULATE! T and I will wait as long as necessary...
Worship: But even if no one comes, we are ready. Prepare yourself, Cloud, for that World Title is coming home to the savior team of REW! The same goes for you Angel, T Money will see to it that your Intercontinental reign is short-lived! And Satanic Mantra, to save you from being steamrolled by DHS, T and I will be forced to take those Tag Titles, too. This is the future, people! And it will soon become clear, when all the dust is settled, who the TRUE movers and shakers of REW really are. And then all will know that we are The Regulators! And what do we do...?
WE RUN SHIT!!!
[shadow=gray,left,300]TBC...?[/shadow]
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