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Post by Tristian King on Aug 4, 2023 16:52:07 GMT
Match Three UK Championship Fatal Five Way Match Clyde Newton © vs John Tolly vs John Blade vs TJ Alexander vs Caleb Scott
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Post by John Blade on Aug 10, 2023 16:24:28 GMT
The Time is now " hits and John Blade makes his way to the ring to a huge pop from the crowd!
The Surgeon of Thuganomics~ John ~Word Life~ Blade: Yo, yo Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo, Yo! what up Wembley, London?!
The crowd erupts at the statement by John Blade and begins to give him a standing ovation and "Blade" Chants.
The Surgeon of Thuganomics~ John ~Word Life~ Blade: Yo, yo chill, chill, I was backstage talking to my old friend when I saw my friends hurt and my state of mind started melting! I was happy and good, but now I'm not! Seeing my friends hurt, it's making me hot!
Blade takes his jersey off and throws it into the crowd as the ladies go crazy.
The Surgeon of Thuganomics~ John ~Word Life~ Blade: That's more like it! Someone told me I sucked, so I said ''Bulls#t! I'm the best!'' Than some kid asked for an autograph, with a Allied Power shirt on his chest! Started laughing and I said ''What?'' he said ''John, you shouldn't only look at the front!'' So I listened to him, and looked on the back. And much ta my surprise, there was a Lil' Blade rap! It said: ''Blade versus Newton versus Tolly versus Alexander versus Scott what a match, I can't wait till I see Blade return and break All our Opponents back! And John Blade will become the next UK Champion in a Fatal Five Way match, They'll be getting cheers, from the ring to the top of the ramp! And Alexander and Scott thinks they the best, Fatal Five Way he's definitely wrong! All he does is where his mom's thong! So Tolly and Newton better watch out because Blade's coming for you, two when you get in the ring, there's nothing you can do!'' Yeah, yeah, that was pretty cool, And....
The Docta of Thuganomics~ John ~Word Life~ Blade: Scott and Newton! You might be able to jump me from behind, but at Monday night The Final Super Show, the Fatal Five Way match good because that's what your doing if your stepping into the ring with me! That Chain Gang Solider dawg so watch yo back! I'll make you four look so bad, the black stuff on yo face is gonna look like crack! So Tolly and Alexander lift ya irons, and pump your steroids, because John Blade are here to beat you like Luke Cage and the Androids! And I'm gonna cut All of you from the roast like a knife, i gotta say is, You Can't See Me! And Word.... Life!
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Post by TJ Alexander on Aug 12, 2023 13:12:09 GMT
(The scene opens up and we see TJ Alexander sitting on a brown wooden stool, dressed in a white shirt with the two buttoned opens, blue trousers and black shoes, with a gold chain around his neck, and the ECE United States championship over his shoulder)
“It’s been a sad few days in the last couple of weeks, knowing that the final show of IIW’s history is coming closer, I’ve been reminiscing since my arrival and how I have turned everything around from the minute I stepped foot into IIW, to right now, and my journey through the mud and guts of everything else that has been thrown at me. The minute I stepped foot through the door, I rubbed people the wrong way, I was told I’d never make it, I was told I wouldn’t last and I was told I’d be nothing more than a jobber, a gloried jobber at best, but I bit my teeth, I grit on them as much as possible, I laced up my boots, I showed up every match and I watched favouritism rear its ugly head each damn show, but I put in the grind, I worked and eventually I got my chances, I turned everyone’s head that was against me from the get-go and I become a champion, I aligned myself with Max Stone for a while and I was given more opportunities and even that got me hate, but I didn’t care at that point. I got what I wanted and that was to become champion, I saw floods of talent walking through these IIW’s doors looking for a quick payday and fame and then disappear like it meant nothing to them, but IIW became my home away from home, I bleed for this.”
(TJ pauses) “And now after these three years have flown by I can safely say I will dearly miss it, it will be like I am missing a limb for a while because of the time, effort, heart, and blood that I have poured into my IIW career and it will be no more. This final Supershow will be something special, it will be something extraordinary and it will be FINAL.”
(TJ pauses) “But right now my opponents need some last time attention, and firstly I’d talk to John Blade.”
(TJ laughs out loud hysterically) “John Blade why are you still around? Most places have blackballed you, yet you still creep up into places and for some reason are still getting booked, but John I know you from our time in ECWF and even then you was a laughing stock, everyone looked upon you and smiled because you’re a joke, nothing more. This UK championship match, you don’t deserve to be in it, you can keep rapping your words because that’s your thing, but this match is all about me, I am taking the UK Championship home and laying it to rest. John Blade you can rap your way to the unemployment line, because once everyone sees what happens; nobody will ever sign you up on a contract again.”
(TJ smiles) “Then we have Jon Tolly, and you and I have fought many times, both wins back and forth, and I do actually respect you Jon but know that you are edging ever so closely to becoming that old-man in a retirement home telling anyone who will listen your story, “In my time, I was a wrestler” and they will not care, but when you mention my name, “I wrestled TJ Alexander”, they will jump up and will listen because time is on my hands, and I have more to accomplish, but Jon I will do you a favour bruv, I will buy you a Zimmer frame for a last gift of thank you, call it your bonus, call it whatever you want but just take it with you and chill for the rest of your life, and watch me be ME.”
(TJ smirks)
“Caleb Scott, what can I say? We’ve had some fights and we’ve had some battles, so much so that I’ve always been inches away from beating you, you’ve had my number every turn, but now since we’ve been doing our own thing, I have grown, I have adapted, I have learned from my mistakes and I can see that this last show, I will get the most important win over you, I will succeed and I will get that UK championship in my hands. All you’re cryptic messages and your face-paint can be stripped away and you’re nothing but just a man that’s gonna’ get his arse beat, Caleb Scott, don’t get to hot under the collar bruv, I don’t hold any grudge against you, but I’m heading home with that UK Championship.”
(TJ pauses) “Talk about favouritism, talk about pushing talent that didn’t deserve to be pushed, talk about paper-champions here we have the paper-champion himself Clyde Newton, now Clyde, we’ve not actually been introduced, I’m TJ Alexander bruv, how’s it doing? Well for you, unlucky you’re about to find out why I am called “Game Changer” why I have changed the game in this business, and why you should never underestimate me, and in all honesty until this week alone, I’ve not paid attention to you, but you’ve paid attention to me, you’ve followed me enough to know my battles with CRUSH to even mention it, and now you are sitting there expecting that this battle between us is gonna do the same thing, but Clyde it’s not gonna happen, this match is gonna be a quick swift win for me, I am going to be grabbing that UK championship away from you, and you can go cry into JMONT’s shoulders and come up with whatever excuse you can muster.”
(TJ smiles) “You will not be heading to Mecca, you will not be heading to the promise land and you will not be leaving with that UK championship title, the history books will say the last ever UK Champion is TJ Alexander, it’s fitting, it’s feels right and IT WILL HAPPEN. This match will not bare the resemblance of the same height like mine and CRUSH has become, it’s gonna be more of an exhibition when I finish all of you in record number time, and become the last ever UK champion, Clyde Newton I don’t care if you’ve already have got offers to go somewhere else, because I do too, I don’t care if you fall off the face of the earth, and I don’t care if JMONT slaps you about when you lose to me, when you lose that UK championship to me, and JMONT decides you’re not worth it. I will go to the next place and start over from the bottom and work my way up like I do, I don’t need anyone, you obviously do, you know you’re not much of anything without JMONT behind you, and when I strip that gold from you, what do you offer? NOTHING. So Clyde Newton believe in my words, believe that I mean everything I say and believe me when I say I am going to become the UK champion.”
(Scene ends)
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Post by Caleb Scott on Aug 13, 2023 15:58:15 GMT
The camera fades into an aerial view of a familiar wooded area. The moonlight shines down on top of the trees, some specs of light able to break through the branches and reach the ground. The view switches to ground level as the camera moves amongst the trees until we reach a house we've seen many times before. The moonlight drapes the walls and roof of Caleb Scott's home, the surrounding area is completely still and quiet until the front door slowly creaks open. Inside, the house has been completely gutted down to the studs. The only thing that remains in the dark and empty house is the black onyx table we first saw Caleb sitting at when he arrived in IIW. The moonlight sneaks through a window onto the table, the only source of light in the otherwise pitch black house. Suddenly, at the corners of the head of the table, two torches ignite and the flames grow until they reveal Caleb sitting in his Black Throne at the head of the table. His arms rest on the arms of the throne and his head is dropped down with his black hair surrounding his face. Slowly, his head rises and his eyes glance up, staring into the camera through his hair. "The unfortunate news has been passed down and made official. After The Final SuperShow at Wembley Stadium, IIW will be no more. The place that took me in for the last fifteen months and gave me a place for my anger and darkness to thrive. The place where I had become one of the best Television Champions and the first-ever Global Champion will cease to exist. But before they shut their doors for good, my name will be etched into the history books one more time as I become the final UK Champion."The camera slowly begins to zoom in towards Caleb. The shadows from the flames dance on Caleb's face and hair as he speaks. "A Fatal Five Way for my final match in IIW. Some new faces, some very familiar faces. TJ Alexander and I have had our battles, he was the one I eventually lost my Television Championship to. Unfortunately he went on to lose it to Andre Cash at Civil Unrest. Seems to be a pattern for TJ lately, just coming up short and not just in IIW. Losing to Crush at ECE Dead End, failing to win the World Heavyweight Championship. Then at X-Rated back on July 31st, PG-13 put his shoulders down for the three. Now, at Wembley, he will suffer yet another loss when the Granite City Sadist finally avenges his Global Championship loss and secures the UK Championship. Even if I'll only be champion for the night."The hot night combined with the flames beside Caleb cause beads of sweat to begin to crawl down his face, on top of the black and white face paint. Caleb then reaches down under the table. After a few seconds his hands come back up and inside them rests a skull. He gently places the skull in front of him, toward the left edge of the table and facing the camera. Carved into the forehead are TJ's initials, TA. A light mist hovers in the room while Caleb continues to speak. "The other face I've seen once or twice. John Tolly. Nice of him to swing by for the final show. Haven't seen him around since March when he went against El Landerson. Now for the final match him and TJ have to, once again, come face to face with the Sadist. I will make sure that this isn't just the final IIW event but the final event of their careers."Reaching down again, Caleb pulls up another skull. Placing it next to the previous to show the camera the "JT" carved into the forehead. "Now, John Blade. A rapper trying to pose as a wrestler. You can come up with any rap you want about me but nothing will help you take that UK Championship away from my grasp. Last show or not, I'm going into this match determined to be the final UK Champion. You might be 2-0 since you've gotten to IIW but look at your competition. Mr. Determination who always seems determined to lose and Ryan McCann. But now you're going up against the first-ever Global Champion and your chances are less than zero. After SuperShow I'll move on to another promotion and continue my dominance and you can go back to slinging 2 CDs a day out of the trunk of your car. You're out of your element here and I will show just how big of a mistake you made by coming to IIW. At least you can rap about how you left with a winning record."Caleb takes a deep breath and, again, reaches under the table. This time he, not so gently, slams a third skull onto the table with "JB" carved into the forehead. Leaning back in the Black Throne, Caleb ponders his final opponent. "Clyde Newton. A man who made a return and went on a tear. Took out Anthony King in only three minutes and fifty two seconds. Mecca or no Mecca, winning the Battle Royal then defeating Max Stone all in the same night is impressive. But that is where your streak will end. You had your run, had your success but this Fatal Five Way will be exactly that. Fatal. Your success has come to an end along with IIW and once the dust settles on this massive match, I will stand above a pile of bodies with the gold of the UK Championship shining upon me. The IIW history books will read the final UK Champion as Caleb Scott."Reaching down a final time, Caleb grips the last skull so hard he almost crushes it. He slams it down on the table even harder than the last skull and a few of the teeth go sprawling across the table. Caleb removes his hand from the skull to reveal the "CN" in the forehead. "The four other men that will face me at Wembley will face a brutality they have never faced before. This is the final show of IIW and I am going to bring forth a wrath that will leave the rest of the roster trembling with terror. My final act in IIW will be to bury four of its stars deep into the earth and as I bring them to their final resting place, I will walk out of IIW as the final UK Champion."Caleb sits back in his throne and the camera begins to slowly move away from Caleb. He drops his head back down as the flames illuminate the four skulls resting on the table. The flames from the torches slowly begin to dwindle. As the light begins to fade, Caleb disappears into the darkness. The final shot showing the skulls before the torches finally extinguish and the scene is consumed by the darkness. _________________________________________________
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