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Post by Osh Vaughan on Mar 26, 2024 12:34:02 GMT
Match 1
Hunter vs Andre Cash
Hellbreaker guest referee
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Post by Andre Cash on Apr 6, 2024 15:36:57 GMT
The scene opens up with Andre Cash sitting in a large leather chair looking at the IIW Television championship. Andre takes a deep breath and lifts his head to address the camera. “So this is what I come home to? I have been LEFT in the wild for nearly a YEAR and the board of directors has the audacity to put me up against a scrub like Michael Hunter. BOOOOOOY, if you don’t go find me some actual competition. Osh, bud, listen, I’m so proud of you for bringing this back but you have to realize what your talent pool needs…” Andre leans forward and smirks, “You needed the Alpha to return to whip this bitch back into shape… but you have the gall to put me against a complete scrub from New Orleans!? This isn’t just an insult, Osh, this is down right disgusting because this man wouldn’t be on my level if we gave him a goddamn scissor-lift! I have been off making a name for myself, kicking ass and taking names… and I have to return to IIW because I have this sick obsession with putting this company on the map and telling it like it is. Osh, I’ll be completely honest with you here… I’m gonna ruin this man worse than a toilet at a Taco Bell bathroom after rush hour. This boy is 5’9” on a good day, and you expect me to actually treat this little shit-stain like anything worth my time… “The Blueprint” might need to go back to the drawing board and head back to the Chick-Fil-A for a career because you’re not about to be making money in MY company looking like 232 pounds of dog shit! I made this company better when I was here last time. I made EVERYTHING better and I’ll be damned if I let some Air Force drop-out take what I created and throw it away by being a pathetic excuse for a Professional Wrestler!”
Andre takes a moment to breathe once again. He picks up the Television Title on his desk and places it on his shoulder. “You’ve had this chance to make a name for yourself multiple times, my dude. You’ve had a chance to be a worthwhile part of IIW but you could barely beat the same guy who’s been relegated to a referee for our match. You really think you’re going to beat a man who has won championships that WEREN’T the Hardcore or “X-Treme” Championship. I have seen dogs hold more prestigious championships than that… You’re nothing more than a fake wrestler begging for the Alpha’s attention… and at Mayhem, I’m putting “The Blueprint” in the shredder and firing the architect because if YOU are what the blueprint of this company could be… then we’re all fucked. If you think you’re going to go through THE BEST IN THE WORLD, you’re sorely mistaken because I have beaten better than you in an IIW ring. TJ Alexander, for example, who was the man who took the Television Championship off of him… that’s right… me. And while I can sit here and say that I have learned to respect men like TJ who have grinded their way to the top… you’re no TJ. You’re not even on the same level as Jack Tyde or Jack M. Hoff. You’re the bottom of the totem pole and it’s a damn shame that you think you’re any better. This match… nah, this MASSACRE… it’s all because you got too big for your own good. It’s really a damn shame, man, because I didn’t want to have to do this to you… but, you have to do what you have to do. Mayhem is coming… and soon the world… and Mikey Gatherer or whatever his fucking name is… will remember why Andre Cash… is the best motherfucker around… believe that!” Andre smirks as the camera fades.
As the camera fades a voiceover can be heard. “This message has been brought to you by Alpha Enterprises…You’re Welcome!” The camera fades to black.
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Post by Michael 'The BluePrint' Hunter on Apr 6, 2024 22:30:17 GMT
[The scene opens to darkness, illuminated only by the faint glow of red lights, casting an eerie atmosphere over the arena. Michael Hunter emerges from the shadows, his face etched with determination, a sinister grin playing at the corners of his lips.]
Michael Hunter: "Andre Cash, welcome to Hell. Welcome to the place where dreams come to die and nightmares become reality. You thought you could escape your fate, but you were wrong. Dead wrong."
[The crowd's cheers are drowned out by the ominous music that echoes throughout the arena, intensifying the sense of dread.]
Michael Hunter: "You see, Andre, Hell isn't just a location. It's a state of mind. And right now, you're in the depths of it. You thought you could come back here and reclaim your glory? You thought you could challenge me and emerge victorious? Well, you're about to learn just how wrong you are."
[Hunter's voice reverberates through the arena, sending chills down the spines of everyone in attendance.]
Michael Hunter: "In Hell, there are no heroes. There are no champions. There's only survival. And in this inferno, I am the alpha predator. I am the nightmare that haunts your every waking moment. And when we step into that ring, I will show you the true meaning of pain."
[The crowd's cheers turn to nervous murmurs as Hunter's words sink in, their anticipation palpable.]
Michael Hunter: "Ah, Andre Cash, always the talker, never the doer. You stand there with that title on your shoulder, thinking it makes you superior. But let me remind you, titles don't make the man. Actions do."
[The crowd murmurs in anticipation as Hunter's voice cuts through the tension like a knife.]
Michael Hunter: "You want to talk about my past shortcomings? Fine. You want to belittle my accomplishments? Go ahead. But while you're busy living in the past, I'm focused on the future. And in that future, Andre, you're nothing more than a speed bump on my road to greatness."
[Hunter's words drip with confidence as he stares down his opponent, his eyes burning with determination.]
Michael Hunter: "You talk about beating TJ Alexander like it's some kind of badge of honor. But let me tell you something, Andre. Beating TJ means nothing if you can't beat me. Beating anyone else means nothing if you can't stand toe-to-toe with the best. And make no mistake, Andre Cash, I am the best."
[The crowd erupts into cheers as Hunter's words resonate throughout the arena, his confidence infectious.]
Michael Hunter: "So, Andre Cash, you can talk a big game. You can make all the threats you want. But when it's all said and done, the only thing that matters is what happens in that ring. And mark my words, Andre, when Mayhem rolls around, I will prove once and for all why I am the true blueprint of this company. Believe that."
Michael Hunter: "So, Andre Cash, prepare yourself. Prepare to face your demons. Prepare to stare into the abyss and see your own reflection staring back at you. Because in Hell, there's no escape. And when I'm through with you, you'll wish you had never dared to challenge the darkness."
[With a sinister laugh, Michael Hunter disappears into the shadows, leaving behind a lingering sense of dread as the red lights fade to black.]
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