Post by The One on May 13, 2007 17:22:58 GMT -5
PROMO
You're Drunk
You're Sexy
Settled and quiet the crowd's excitement has been haulted from the lack of action. Some fans sit in the stands speaking to the friends that they came with while others who may be under the influence of alcohol scream out different indecent comments in their lackluster attempts to stir some eratic behavior. The seats are half full as some fans have left to buy concessions and other objects of their desire. After what seems like a lifetime of inactivity and dullness the XVItron lights up as the arena lights dim down. Screams attempt to fill the air waves as the fans finally have a break in the nothingness.
Voice~
Battlefields are usually picked due to a strategic value.
A clip of Makaveli coming out after the double count out.
Makaveli:
Szaban...come on, seriously do you really think your gonna get outta this match so easily, please, these people came here to see a winner and that’s what there gonna get. So, me being the boss and all, I am going to overrule the referee's decision and demands this match to continue...but hold on there’s one more thing Szaban hold out your arms, because one of them will be tied behind your back.
Voice~
Some are chosen because your back is against a wall.
Side Effect Preview:
Time to make it official! Makaveli and The One Szaban sign a contract for their long-awaited match at Highway to Hell
Voice~
Dropping the ball, running from your duties is never exceptable because there is always somebody waiting in the shadows to do what you do and it is usually better.
A Clip begins to roll and this old clip has the WcXf insignia on the bottom of it.
Szaban~
Thank you Kristi. Well as you know we went through this bullshit almost exactly one year ago, and we all thought that it was over.. but nope Makaveli decided that he was going to close us down again.. but I said no, because I know that if this fed dies this time it might be for good. So Szaban decided that he would step up vacate his Undisputed Universal Championship and call his wrestling career to a hault for the time being. XWWA saved the WcXf before.. but Jihad is not around, so the only savior that WcXf can have is itself. So all of the superstars in the back that have those big dreams.. now is the time to step up.. now is the time to show how great you really think you are.. WcXf has a new challenge and that is taking itself off of life support and reclaiming the title of excellence that it once had.
Voice~
Some just do not know how to do what they say they will. And others are just afraid that when certain people make promises that they will make good on them.
He begins to point towards the crowd as the crowd boos.
Makaveli:
At The Aftermath, Szaban was some how able to retain the title against G-Dawg.
The crowd erupts in cheers.
Makaveli:
SHUT UP! I don't know how he did it.. but he pulled through.
David Sierra:
What do you mean you don't know how he did it, Mak?! He's won two back-to-back matches!
Makaveli:
I speak for all of you, and I speak for any one backstage, when I say... Nobody wants Szaban to be the World Champion. Nobody wants him to be the leader of the locker room. Nobody wants him to be the absolutely best in this business. And I couldn't agree more with them. Szaban is nothing but a washed up has-been! He doesn't deserve the world title!
Boos continue...
Makaveli:
It's true! You all just don't realize it. You want to know who's worthy of holding that belt? Jordan Glass! That's who!
Ed Set:
Well Jordan Glass IS wrestling him right here tonight, David. Only time will tell if Jordan Glass can handle The One.
Makaveli:
But I'm not here to talk about Jordan Glass. Yeah, you could say I was here to talk about Szaban... But even more importantly, I was here to talk about some one who is just as important as those two combined! Some one with great class. Some one who has style. Some one who knows how to run a business.... ME!
Voice~
One Champion is prepared to do what he must to keep a company going.
Z begins to get to his feet as Dawg's smile grows even more. He jumps off the ropes just as Z turns around, trying to hit him with a cross-body, but Z jumps and nails Dawg with a dropkick in midair, kicking him square in the forehead, but Z falls back, hitting his head hard. He seems to be knocked out ..
.. but the referee doesn't notice, and Szaban's arm just happens to be lain over G-Dawg's chest. Both men are out cold, but the referee can't see Z's face, so there is no way of telling.
The ref drops down for the count.
David ~ OH MY GOD!
One ..
Ed ~ HOLY SWEET SHIT!
Two ..
David ~ HOW LUCKY!
THREE!
Ed ~ AND SZABAN RETAINS HIS TITLE!
Voice~
And a President is willing to do anything, including destroy his own company to stop a Champion
Makaveli:
You all know where I'm headed... Szaban, if you're small peanut brain can figure out it. At HIGHWAY TO HELL... It will be you and I in a No Disqualification match. Anything goes, Szaban. It's time I put every thing aside, and let every one in this arena know and the millions watching at home that Makaveli is the better man. You can keep that title of yours, I don't want it. I can strip it from you whenever I want to and announce myself as champion the very next minute. Too bad I'm not that kind of person. I am all about competition... and YOU Szaban, is my ultimate target. Let the battle begin.
Voice~
Hey Boss time to stop playing games. And this time I am not going to let you put the company in jeapordy because you will be the only one getting dropped!
The black scene catches a short glimpse of a smiling Szaban who winks at the camera
You're Drunk
You're Sexy
Settled and quiet the crowd's excitement has been haulted from the lack of action. Some fans sit in the stands speaking to the friends that they came with while others who may be under the influence of alcohol scream out different indecent comments in their lackluster attempts to stir some eratic behavior. The seats are half full as some fans have left to buy concessions and other objects of their desire. After what seems like a lifetime of inactivity and dullness the XVItron lights up as the arena lights dim down. Screams attempt to fill the air waves as the fans finally have a break in the nothingness.
Voice~
Battlefields are usually picked due to a strategic value.
A clip of Makaveli coming out after the double count out.
Makaveli:
Szaban...come on, seriously do you really think your gonna get outta this match so easily, please, these people came here to see a winner and that’s what there gonna get. So, me being the boss and all, I am going to overrule the referee's decision and demands this match to continue...but hold on there’s one more thing Szaban hold out your arms, because one of them will be tied behind your back.
Voice~
Some are chosen because your back is against a wall.
Side Effect Preview:
Time to make it official! Makaveli and The One Szaban sign a contract for their long-awaited match at Highway to Hell
Voice~
Dropping the ball, running from your duties is never exceptable because there is always somebody waiting in the shadows to do what you do and it is usually better.
A Clip begins to roll and this old clip has the WcXf insignia on the bottom of it.
Szaban~
Thank you Kristi. Well as you know we went through this bullshit almost exactly one year ago, and we all thought that it was over.. but nope Makaveli decided that he was going to close us down again.. but I said no, because I know that if this fed dies this time it might be for good. So Szaban decided that he would step up vacate his Undisputed Universal Championship and call his wrestling career to a hault for the time being. XWWA saved the WcXf before.. but Jihad is not around, so the only savior that WcXf can have is itself. So all of the superstars in the back that have those big dreams.. now is the time to step up.. now is the time to show how great you really think you are.. WcXf has a new challenge and that is taking itself off of life support and reclaiming the title of excellence that it once had.
Voice~
Some just do not know how to do what they say they will. And others are just afraid that when certain people make promises that they will make good on them.
He begins to point towards the crowd as the crowd boos.
Makaveli:
At The Aftermath, Szaban was some how able to retain the title against G-Dawg.
The crowd erupts in cheers.
Makaveli:
SHUT UP! I don't know how he did it.. but he pulled through.
David Sierra:
What do you mean you don't know how he did it, Mak?! He's won two back-to-back matches!
Makaveli:
I speak for all of you, and I speak for any one backstage, when I say... Nobody wants Szaban to be the World Champion. Nobody wants him to be the leader of the locker room. Nobody wants him to be the absolutely best in this business. And I couldn't agree more with them. Szaban is nothing but a washed up has-been! He doesn't deserve the world title!
Boos continue...
Makaveli:
It's true! You all just don't realize it. You want to know who's worthy of holding that belt? Jordan Glass! That's who!
Ed Set:
Well Jordan Glass IS wrestling him right here tonight, David. Only time will tell if Jordan Glass can handle The One.
Makaveli:
But I'm not here to talk about Jordan Glass. Yeah, you could say I was here to talk about Szaban... But even more importantly, I was here to talk about some one who is just as important as those two combined! Some one with great class. Some one who has style. Some one who knows how to run a business.... ME!
Voice~
One Champion is prepared to do what he must to keep a company going.
Z begins to get to his feet as Dawg's smile grows even more. He jumps off the ropes just as Z turns around, trying to hit him with a cross-body, but Z jumps and nails Dawg with a dropkick in midair, kicking him square in the forehead, but Z falls back, hitting his head hard. He seems to be knocked out ..
.. but the referee doesn't notice, and Szaban's arm just happens to be lain over G-Dawg's chest. Both men are out cold, but the referee can't see Z's face, so there is no way of telling.
The ref drops down for the count.
David ~ OH MY GOD!
One ..
Ed ~ HOLY SWEET SHIT!
Two ..
David ~ HOW LUCKY!
THREE!
Ed ~ AND SZABAN RETAINS HIS TITLE!
Voice~
And a President is willing to do anything, including destroy his own company to stop a Champion
Makaveli:
You all know where I'm headed... Szaban, if you're small peanut brain can figure out it. At HIGHWAY TO HELL... It will be you and I in a No Disqualification match. Anything goes, Szaban. It's time I put every thing aside, and let every one in this arena know and the millions watching at home that Makaveli is the better man. You can keep that title of yours, I don't want it. I can strip it from you whenever I want to and announce myself as champion the very next minute. Too bad I'm not that kind of person. I am all about competition... and YOU Szaban, is my ultimate target. Let the battle begin.
Voice~
Hey Boss time to stop playing games. And this time I am not going to let you put the company in jeapordy because you will be the only one getting dropped!
The black scene catches a short glimpse of a smiling Szaban who winks at the camera
