(OOC: Sorry for the lame promo! Its totally late and it sucks but there you go.)

*The scene begins with Tarah Nova smirking as she sits on a staircase backstage*

Well, I’m starting to realizing something. I have beaten Cameron Ella Ava before. Twice, actually. I wonder if she will remember how I smashed her ‘pretty’ little face in the ground. Or wait, maybe shes going to be like most of the other Vixens and say that they weren’t ready for the match against the Vixen Killer. Either way, I hold wins over her, A Hall Of Famer. Now I really need to ask you this, Cameron. Does it hurt that the spotlight is no longer on you and your Hall of Fame Championship anymore? That everything you have done in EAW is slowly getting pushed aside so NEW Vixens can shine? Or should I say, Vixen. You see, for the past weeks, I have been weeding out the Vixen division. I have fought and beaten down so many useless woman that are lucky that they can even call themselves ‘Vixens’. I would listen them all but I don’t think you would even know their pathic names let alone their faces. But two weeks ago, I called out the Vixen that needs to be beaten down the most here. You, Cameron. And last when you, Shockingly I might add, saved Nikki Nevermore from my beat down on here, I saw something in you eyes. Did I get under your skin? Am I breaking the hard shell known as The Best Vixen in the world? Hmm, I guess I have been taught something from Demon’s group after all..


So speaking of teaching. You actually think that I’m the one that needs to be taught a lesson? Out of all the Vixens here, me? That’s just too funny. And let me guess, you think you can teach me? I mean what's stopping you from teaching me a lesson out in the ring and breaking my spirit on Voltage? What’s stopping you from making me bleed and cry in pain out in the middle of that ring just like the Devil himself did? Huh? Oh and the answer is me by the way. I won’t let you cut me down like he did to. I won’t give you or him the pleasure of that. Never again. You see, the only reason why I’m targeting you, Cameron is because you are just like him. You two are the same person and if I can’t take him down, then I’ll take you down. Sure, you have more experiments in the ring then I do. you have been at the top of your game as of late too but so have I. Even after everything Demon as put me thought, I will stand my ground and beat you. So you can inflict as much pain as you want, deary. I will never let my spirit break for a stuck up woman like yourself. I mean why would I ever let it break again after everything I have been thought. All the burns, cuts, scars, bruises. No, no one can’t hurt me anymore.

As you all know, it's time for Ms. Cameron to join the rest of the nobodies that I have beaten. And I’m finally ready to show is the EAW universe what I truly am. A monster. A monster that Demon had made months ago. Before the black room and the pain, I have had a monster locked away, just waiting to break free. Though, I guess I could thank him for making me this way. I wouldn’t had became the Reckless Vixen that everyone loves to fear. But other then that, hes nothing and you can join in hell, Cameron. I wonder how you, of all Vixens, became his Queen? But- I guess it doesn’t matter because its my turn to rule. I’m going to chop you up and down your body till its bleeding raw. Cameron, everytime I think of him, I’m going to kick you right in the skull. Your face is only a mask because I know that Demon is under there somehow. So come Dynasty, I’ll show Demon that even his Queen can fall...

Off with her head.

*Tarah smirks at the camera then gets up and heads up the stairs into the darkness*

I can't help but feel like the ultimate fourth wheel in whatever the hell is going on here. I know none of us like each other, but that's about all I know. It's no big secret I'm not exactly in touch with what's going on in EAW. 

Due to the fact that I'm undoubtedly the fourth wheel, I'll keep this short and rather bitter.

I appreciate what Ashten Cross does for me, as a man who was never all that good with words, it's nice to have someone who is that can speak on your behalf. HOWEVER, as good as they may try, no one can convey your exact thoughts for you, and I think that's where my signals got crossed up with... Cross. I swear that wasn't intended.
 
Ashten tried to make this tag team match on Voltage sound like this big, important epoch. That this could be one of the biggest, most important matches in history, he made it sound like I cared about this, I don't. I'm a fourth wheel and deserve to be so, I have absolutely nothing to gain by being in this match. I'm teaming with a man who in another month I will be tearing to shreds. I'm facing off against a psychopath and a failed main-eventer. Ashten said that if us four meet, at the same time in the same place it'll make for this spectacular climax that could end the universe. But in reality it's going to be nothing more than a petty clusterfuck and half the people will have know idea what's going on. 

And they'll like it. 

Who's they?

You know what THEY I'm talking about, don't act ignorant.

The same they I warned you about a year ago... 

The same they I told you about that were stringing us along like puppets...

Actually no, I warned you about a different they. I warned you about a they that were more or less pulling those strings from behind a curtain. A they that you really couldn't see with the naked eye unless you possessed a special... talent. A they that acted completely different on-screen than it did off. A they that tried and succeeded at making ME look like the bad guy.

Not that I wasn't one.

A they that dwarfs Quality Control.

You know, it's hard for me to fathom that people can be afraid of Zack Crash. The same man who once teamed with Brian Titus. 

Maybe that's just it, you're so used to the happy go-lucky Zack Crash that seeing him as an evil, power hungry tyrant is just too much for you to handle. Well here's something that'll hopefully calm your nerves, I want you to remember this.

People don't change.

Oh, don't get me wrong, Lucian. I know you won't care about respect or anything else other than the National Extreme Championship. Though it isn't me who has to take it from you. It's you who has to take it from me. It's my name that's on the nameplate of it, I'm the one who's holding it. So you're going to have to pull all of the stops if you think you're going to walk away with the National Extreme Championship. Prince of Phenomenal and Aren Mstislav are going to have to as well. I'm glad you had something to say though because I almost thought you were going to squander another opportunity. If you haven't started to realize yet, Lucian, this Saturday may very well be the last opportunity you have. At least, for the National Extreme Championship. How are you going to accomplish anything in life and in EAW if you don't know when to capitalize on an opportunity? It's when it's there for you. That's when you should capitalize on it. Before when you had an opportunity, you put in a decent but half-assed effort. Yeah, sure, that was then and this is now but what makes now any different? I know you've come a long way to get here and to lose, well, that'd be detrimental to your career. I know it's everything or nothing for you. Sadly, for you, it's going to be nothing for you because like I said, I want it more. Especially more than you. I've heard what you've had to say but there's no substance in it. Do you have any passion? Do you want the National Extreme Championship as bad as say you do? Or is that what you're trying to convince yourself? The way I see it, you don't. There's no passion, no desire. You really do have nothing, don't you? If there's neither, Lucian, then this Saturday you're hopeless.

Lucian Black isn't the only one who's hopeless though. In fact, I could say the same about you, POP. That isn't something I could say a few years ago. You used to have some passion for this business. That's it though --- you used to. You have no more passion for this business and you don't want the National Extreme Championship because you've had your mindset on bigger and better things ever since you've returned. Bigger and better things as in the World Heavyweight Championship but POP, you haven't even proven that you're capable of holding either. You've proven that you're on a whole another level than you were a few years ago but you haven't proven that you're on the same level as me or on the same level as Mr. DEDEDE. As far as I'm concerned, you aren't on the same level as me and you aren't on the same level as Mr. DEDEDE, so you should really reignite that fire that used to burn like a wildfire if you want to have that twenty-five percent chance. How bad do I want it? How bad do I want to hold onto the National Extreme Championship? Well, instead of having to tell you, I'm going to show you out there in the ring this Saturday. You're wrong though because I'm not bored and I don't think I could ever be because for seven months, I've been proud to be holding it. Why are you questioning my hunger? Do you know who you're questioning? You do know that I have more than anyone else, right? It's well known by now. I'm like a starving wolf. Have you ever seen a starving wolf before, POP? If you haven't, you are this Saturday because I'm going to satisfy my craving and I'm going to retain the National Extreme Championship. My hunger is why I'm on a greater level than you are and my hunger is why I'm the longest reigning champion in EAW today.

I've been waiting for this more than you have, Aren. I've been waiting for this after you've thought you had me where you want me. I've been waiting for this the moment you attacked me from behind. I have just two more days before I get my hands on you and when I do, you're going to beg me let go of you. You're going to beg me to forgive you. You're going to beg me to forget what all has happened. Though it isn't that easy, Aren. It isn't that easy to forgive you and it isn't that easy to forget what all has happened. After this Saturday I will but this Saturday, you're going to wish you never wronged me. You think I'd do to you what you did to me if it was the other way around? Maybe if I was who I was a few years ago but that isn't me. Why should I resort to attacking you from behind? I'm not pathetic. I should get over myself? Take your own damn advice. See, I expected you do what you did after you refused to shake my hand. That was unsportsmanlike conduct. We had a great match and then you disrespected me. I have every right to be pissed off but I'm not whining or complaining because you did what you felt you had to do and I know what it's like to do what I have to do. This Saturday, I'm going to do what I have to do and that's retain the National Extreme Championship. Whether I send you through one of the glass tables or not, I'm going to make sure you get all of the recognition or should I say, all of the attention you want. You deserve that much and I'm going to give it to you. Somehow, someway, you've managed to amuse me. Congratulations, Aren. In return, what I do to you this Saturday isn't just going to be amusing. It's going to be humiliating.

I'm glad you're willing to die for your cause because that's exactly what's going to happen if you don't give up now. Trust me I know giving up isn't an option for you because even though you don't want to be labeled as a hero or a savior, if you turn your head ever so slightly, you will see your cape blowing in the wind. And when I tug on it, I won't be facing Superman's wrath, I'll just be facing - Brian Daniels. Don't get too caught up on the word "just" because like I said before, you are a decent extremist. I'm sorry but I can't say that you're the greatest thing since sliced bread like your fans do because I'm not biased. Well, not too much anyways. You are dangerous in the squared circle because you're like the energizer bunny. Just when I think you're down for good, you find a spark and you keep going. That right there is the best compliment you're going to get from me, so enjoy it. Something that I also know is that you gave Lannister his first loss - even though it wasn't in convincing fashion. I guess you could say that the word fluke could describe it. But this match of ours on Showdown will have a clear cut winner. A roll up will not be a factor because Norman and I, we are onto you. So tell me, who are you Brian? You asked me that same question, but I would like to hear your answer first. How do you define Brian Daniels? What are your goals? To get rid of RAGNAROK, correct? If that is your number one goal then I hate to break it to you, but you'll fall short, so stop it Brian. Think with your mind and not your heart. Do what's best for you and your career. I want to see you live to fight another day. This is your last warning as I'm trying to get through to you. I just want you to know that if you continue to pester us, you will no longer be an extremist. You'll just be another casualty. 

You are still confused about our friendship with Lannister. You even asked how we benefit from being apart of RAGNAROK and it's quite simple really. In fact I've answered this question all week long, but one more time won't hurt. Lannister and Brody make my job easier. They get through to Norman. They motivate him. They inspire him. They make him want to be better and that's all I ever wanted. Because like I said last time, Norman was struggling before they came along. He needed to be uplifted. He needed a reason to continue this journey instead of giving up and the RAGNAROK alliance gives him a purpose. A purpose that's bigger than him. The reason why Lannister didn't help Norman win the Answers World championship at Territorial Invasion is another simple answer. RAGNAROK did not exist yet and even if it did, whether you believe me or not, I wouldn't have asked them to get involved because Norman is fully capable of winning the title on his own. He was well on his way of doing so until Stan got involved, which we all know by now. Norman as Answers World champion benefits not only Showdown or the championship itself, but it would be beneficial to EAW as a whole. Because Hades? His reign has been nothing but controversial. Even Xavier Williams defeated him for the title but the reason why it didn't count is because Demon took his CITV contract. Don't you see? Hades has caught so many lucky breaks since the day he became champion and at this Showdown super show, he'll catch another one when he faces Diamond Cage. Normally Cage is a dangerous man. He's a loose cannon, or so they say. I thought for sure he would beat Hades with ease, but now? Diamond Cage is fragile. He's moody. And most of all? He's scared. You can see it in his eyes because even he knows that he's not ready to carry such a workload that only a world champion can carry without crumbling. But Norman on the other hand? He's ready. He was born to wear the Answers World championship on his shoulder. So only one can hope that either Crash or Murrow realize that Diamond Cage isn't his normal self. He needs time to get himself together. So why not plug Norman into the match? It certainly wouldn't hurt because then the show would be watchable. It's a win-win. 

But back to you Brian. Before I go, I would like to address two topics. The first one being that you're right, this war won't end until one side (Elite) finally realizes that their careers and lives are in danger. Like yourself, I expect this war to drag out and that's exactly what this is going to be, a war. But what it isn't going to be is a rivalry. In order for this to be a rivalry, it would have to be evenly matched for the most part. This? This is going to be as one-sided as they come. RAGNAROK will dominate from start to finish and I know you'll have a thread of hope throughout it all and the sooner you let me cut it, the better. Lastly, you said you'll adapt while Norman will never change. At first I was going to let this comment slide but after giving it a lot of thought, I say screw it. Since day one, Norman has been constantly adapting and evolving. When I say since day one, I'm not talking about EAW - I'm talking about his life. When others made fun of him on the playground, he had to adapt. He had to learn that words are just that, words and he would often counter those words with his fists. When Norman left his family "farm", he had to adapt. He had to learn how to live on his own. He learned how to catch his own food and how to chop wood for warmth. EAW is no different. In his first match on NEO, he had to adapt rather quickly or else he would've been released. I taught him that it's okay to be violent in EAW. In fact it's encouraged. And when you three go after Norman, what do you think will happen? He'll adapt - so don't be fooled by The Behemoth, Brian. He is smarter than he looks. Always keep your guard up.

 
 
 
 

 
 
 

 
 
 

 
 
 

 
 
 

 

HOUSE OF GLASS PR0M0 #1
 
House Of Glass…the house of shattered dreams!
 
Oh you gotta love the EAW marketing department for coming up with that one.  They sure do know how to pick the perfect taglines for these FPVs, because this Glass Wallz Match, this entire show, hell even this whole feud between DEDEDE and myself has become representative of DEDEDE’s shattered dreams.
 
You know ever since I first arrived in EAW, I’ve noticed that EAW is a place where certain things seem to be in constant change.  But one of the few constants, one of the few things you could genuinely rely on to stay the same was this image of DEDEDE.  Every new, young Extremist who walks into this company eventually hears about the great and mighty Mr. DEDEDE.  They hear about his many feuds, numerous accomplishments, and about how he is “supposedly” the greatest Extremist who ever lived.  In fact, some people even go so far as to refer to him as “The Gawd”.  Of course, DEDEDE does nothing to dissuade this line of thinking, so for years he’s sat comfortably atop his pedestal, looking down on the rest of us with arrogance, feeding off of how everyone viewed him, eventually coming to believe a little too much in his own hype.  And no Extremist has ever seen fit to challenge him on this belief.  Oh there have been plenty of Extremists who sought to prove themselves by defeating him, but they only fed into the hype because they always challenged him with the thought in their head that he was indeed “Gawd”.  They challenged him because they wanted to be one of the few who conquered that mountain.  It wasn’t until I showed up that the curtain got pulled aside to reveal, not the Wizard Of Oz, but instead a plain, ordinary man who is no different, and no better than the rest of us.  Now the pedestal has fallen, and “Gawd” is being forced to walk amongst the rest of you.  It must be a difficult transition for you DEDEDE, to go from being so high to being so low.  I see you lashing out at all of EAW in response to your recent predicament, saying you’re not going to save anybody and doing the whole “I told you so” routine.  You may be mad at EAW for turning it’s back on you, and you may even be mad at me, but the person who deserves your blame the most is yourself!  For all your talk about how everyone is acting in the wake of my ascension, ultimately it’s you who is acting like the scorned ex-girlfriend.  You yell and scream at everyone, yet like all scorned lovers, you’re too blinded by your emotions to see the heart of the matter.  It was YOU who lost the faith of the people you ruled over.  All I did was take the seeds of   dissatisfaction that was planted beneath the surface by your corruption and shitty management, and I made it grow!  How else could I have made them dance along to my tune so well?  People have been calling me a manipulator, a spellbinder, and a con-artist, and while all of those things may be true, maybe this situation isn’t so much about my strengths as it is about your weaknesses.  Your weaknesses as a leader!  Clearly you couldn’t keep the faith or loyalty of those around you, otherwise they wouldn’t have danced to my tune so eagerly.  You can place the blame of their inadequacies if that makes you feel better, but that only shows why you weren’t fit to run this place.  In the end it all amounts to the same thing.  You weren’t the one they wanted anymore, and I managed to talk them into giving me the throne.
 
Of course there are now people who regret helping me attain this new authority.  They scorn me, calling me all kinds of horrible names.  But that’s ok.  You and I both understand that the distinction between good and evil is rarely that cut and dry.  This position teaches you that there are no heroes and villains, no black and white, just lots and lots of gray.  People may hate me and my methods now, but that’s only because they don’t understand.  Sometimes you must destroy if you want to rebuild something anew.  God saw fit to flood the world to cleanse it of sin.  Sometimes you must kill cells in order to fight disease.  If a forest grows too wild, a purging fire is inevitable.  I’m going to watch EAW burn, but I do so in order to create something better.  Chaos and anarchy must reign in EAW for it to be able to transform into the company it’s destined to be.  Everyone may hate me now, and possibly forever, but that’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make to be the one who led EAW to its promiseland.  I’m capable of doing that, whereas you are not DEDEDE.  You look out there, and when you listened to people complain, you saw inadequacy, talking about what you and the other so called “legends” had to go through.  But this ain’t 2008 anymore DEDEDE, it’s 2014, and it’s high time you and everyone else learned to evolve.  I look out when I hear someone complain about my regime and I see potential.  All they need is the right environment!  And maybe my tactics are unconventional, but sometimes you need to strike a child in order for them to learn.  Sometimes you need tough love.  As they say…spare the rod, spoil the child.
 
However, this final confrontation between you and me isn’t about who is or isn’t Chairman or about saving EAW from my “evil” grasp.  No, those things don’t matter anymore to you, do they?  For you, this match is about redemption.  You’re so eager to save face, to maintain this image of the invincible “Gawd” you spent years building that you went so far as to challenge me to this Glass Wallz Match.  And like you said, when does the champion EVER challenge the challenger?  You’re so desperate at this point, you’ll risk everything you have left for a chance to beat me.  But I have a dirty little secret for you DEDEDE.  The outcome of this match, whether it be you or me as the winner, won’t change a damn thing!  Because no matter how much you yell, no matter your threats and proclamations, no matter what championship you wear, no matter if you beat me or not, these people no longer view you as the man you once were.  To them, you’re just another sheep in the heard…AND I’M THE ONE WHO MADE THEM SEE IT THAT WAY!  I’ve taken this reflection of you, and like glass, shattered it into a million pieces.  Now no matter what you try, you can’t put the pieces back together.  The true, and very vulnerable you is out in the open for ALL the world to see.  You say you’re not afflicted, but you’ve been the most afflicted of them all by me!  Think back to all the times you gambled against me.  You assured people I didn’t have the funds to buyout EAW…you were wrong!  You promised The Board would not support me…you were wrong!  You vowed Team DDD would beat Team Crash at Territorial Inavsion, and guess what…YOU WERE WRONG!  You’ve been afflicted because I’ve gone the turned your words, the most important weapon in your arsenal, into a worthless pile of shit.  When have you ever been challenged the way I’ve challenged, and when have you ever been so soundly humiliated?  You say if I don’t beat you at HOG, I’ll be looked upon as a failure, but I see things rather differently.  In my mind, I’ve already won the match that mattered the most, and that was at TI.  You may wear the crown, but I’m the one sitting on the throne, which forever places you beneath me!  And without the throne, a crown is nothing but a gaudy, overpriced piece of jewelry.  Insecure?  What the hell do I need to be insecure about now?  I occupy the greatest position of power in this business, and no championship (or lack thereof) will strengthen or weaken that.  In fact, if I wanted to, I could strip you of the title right now on whatever grounds I want.  But beating you and taking the title from you one-on-one will be so much more gratifying.  It’ll be the final humiliation to complete your total downfall.  How perfectly ironic it is, the Extremist you nor any of the other staff believed in, is the one who will finally slay the giant known as Mr. DEDEDE.  Perhaps then you’ll understand what your biggest mistake was as a Chairman. 
 
You say I’m a joke of a chairman and businessman?  Well then, what does that make you since The Board say fit to give you a vote of no confidence?  You say you’re going to prove I’m a contradiction; that I NEED the World Championship to solidify my authority?  If that’s true, then where were all the belts you held as Chairman?  All this tough guy talk about how tough you are, to me it’s nothing more than a small dog barking at the end of his chain.  BARK, BARK, BARK…that’s all you can do now.  But where’s your bite?  You don’t have a bite anymore.  And you never will again!  Even if you do win, even if you manage to hold onto that little strap of leather and gold that gives your career it’s last remaining meaning, it won’t matter.  You’ll celebrate and go to sleep that night thinking you’ve accomplished or proven something.  But then you’ll wake up in pain from all the cuts and bruises, realizing that your victory was hollow.  You’ll realize that while you may have won the final battle, I have won the war!  Because I’m still Chairman, and I’m still yours…and EVERYONE’S boss!  And in that moment, you will know ultimate defeat.  Then, like the Glass Wallz that will soon surround us…you…will…be…BROKEN!!!

[A man wearing a grey jacket with a tank top underneath it and a pair of sunglasses is shown walking in a street adjacent to where House Of Glass will be taking place on a sunny day. Ultimately, he finds the arena and stares at the camera with an angry countenance]

I've been in a bit of a mood lately... Why? Why?! It's been five years, five long years. Despite the fact I have beaten the cream of the crop, despite the fact I have BECOME THE CREAM OF THE CROP, it seems they don't deem me worthy enough to battle DEDEDE for the World Heavyweight Championship. Oh but I am worthy enough to contend for a second tier title. Zack Crash and his little legion of ass kissers just took over and I am already sick of them. I hope things get better, I really do, but the truth is they won't. EAW is a sinking ship and everybody knows that and instead of doing something about it, instead of fixing what is broken in the ship, they jump off desperately trying to save their lives. Nobody has any balls anymore and that is sad. Am I really the only one willing to go down with this ship?? Am I the only real man around here? DEDEDE said he's not our hero, he was the first one to jump out of the ship and into the ocean like a coward, but right now? Whether he likes to admit it or not, he is our ONLY hope. You better not fuck up like you did the last time, the last thing I want to see is Zack Crash as World Champion again. If you disappoint us again... I'LL MAKE SURE YOU HAVE TO GET PLASTIC SURGERY. I'LL MAKE SURE YOU HAVE TO EAT THROUGH A DAMN STRAW FOR THE REST OF YOUR MISERABLE DAYS. I'LL MAKE SURE YOU END UP IN A WHEEL CHAIR. I hope my words didn't fall on deaf ears, for your own good, DEDEDE. I have been National Extreme Champion before, I have been New Breed Champion before. If I have to do it all again, if I have to win the NE title again to get one step closer to Crash, DEDEDE and the most prestigious and illustrious prize in Dynasty and all of EAW  then so BE IT.

It's funny how someone as experienced as Prince Of Phenomenal makes a mistake only a rookie would make. POP thinks this is going to be an easy win for him, he thinks he has what it takes to dethrone Tyler Parker. I'm not going to refute that, maybe he can actually dethrone Tyler Parker, but if my memory serves well it's a fatal four way match and not just any kind of match... A GLASS TABLES MATCH. Do you have any idea what that means, POP? You'll be inserting yourself into an environment I am more than used to, an environment I am highly familiar with, YOU WILL BE WALKING INTO MY PLAYGROUND. And believe me when I say this, nobody leaves that ring unscathed when they just had a fight with not the king of extreme because let's face it that is a label I have more than lived up to, THE GOD OF EXTREME. THAT IS WHO I AM AND THAT IS WHOM YOU WILL FEEL THE WRATH OF COME HOUSE OF GLASS, POP! Explain to me how exactly somebody who has been in these sort of match ups is a non factor, POP.. I'm listening... I'M LISTENING. I don't hear a peep. You may not know this yet, but you will this Saturday though, I AM a threat to you, I pose a threat to Parker's title and you're damn right I represent a threat to Aren Mstalav or whatever the hell he is called. You're focused, you are ready, what makes you think - what makes you think I AM NOT FOCUSED AND READY, POP?! Life made me ready for anything, everything I have been through, I am ready for anything or anyone. I'm ready to dethrone Parker, hell, I am ready to dethrone DEDEDE. I'm ready to beat the living daylights out of you, Parker, Aren and whoever feels like joining the party.

History repeats itself, Tyler. Once again we're on opposite sides and you're damn right we are ONCE AGAIN going to beat the hell out of each other. I don't expect less from you. I'm glad the respect is mutual, I really am. But don't think for a second I will care about respect when the bell rings. I won't care about a damn thing, but walking out of House Of Glass the NEW National Extreme Champion. It's easier said than done. You want to retain that championship? You're going to have to take it from my cold, dead hands. You see, Tyler, I have come way too far to lose it all because if I lose this match I LOSE IT ALL. You don't want that, you don't want to see me hopeless, you don't want to see me absolutely hopeless because when I am like that, hopeless,  I tend to rip heads off, I tend to do really, REALLY bad things and nobody wants to see that side of me. Or maybe you've been witnessing that side of me since I started speaking in front of these cameras. Who knows??? The truth is I crave championship gold, more than anything in this cruel world and I will not sleep, I will not eat until I GET WHAT I WANT.

According to Aren I don't deserve the National Extreme Championship... But he does, right? What have you done to deserve anything in this company, Aren? Let me answer that question for you... NOTHING. You aren't even deserving of being called an extremist. You think you're better than me because you look like Christmas tree with that jacket? News flash, you are NOT. maybe you're right about something though. Maybe honor is dead, maybe I have been fighting for nothing all this time. You could or could not be right, but who cares? I certainly don't. You see, honor is irrelevant to me  today because I am pissed off. All I care about is KICKING YOUR ASS, KICKING POP'S ASS AND KICKING TYLER PARKER'S ASS TOO. You're going to want to hide, you are going to want to run when you come face to face with me, but no mater where you hide, no matter how far you run I will find you and I will spill your blue blood all over the ring. Nothing and nobody will save you, not even Jesus Christ himself because NOTHING AND NOBODY CAN STOP ME!!

[Camera fades to black]

For the first time, in a long time, perhaps the only time, Lannister can say he has been battered, and he has been bruised. It came behind a story of riddles, one even Lannister did not see coming, that he must admit. It came at the hands of a well-thought out threat, that no one saw true. Starz Stun, Brian Danny, Duban of Spades... unleashed the tirade of attacking Lannister when he was one, and not three.

But Lannister does not blame you, Elite, because for once, RAGNAROK and Elite have... finally met on common ground. No more prejudice, no more Americanized, simplistic views on this way of life. No more judging RAGNAROK for the "monsters" they are. For just this past week, Elite proved they are one of the same. And nothing less. But surely nothing more. Lannister understands this is just a part of the business - the urge to dominate, the urge to prey, the need to conquer. This is not a method that only Lannister lives by, for as much as the Answers of Extreme Wrestling has tried to slander Lannister's way since his debutation on the Voltage. You see, Starz Stun, Duban of Spades, and Brian Danny... the primitive ways of our nature will always prevail. Just like animals, that's all anyone is in this way of life. Why is it that RAGNAROK understood this long before anyone else? Idealistic is simply that of the bottled mind, wishing to be something greater in the eyes of perception. When these three fiends put Lannister through a TV monitor, they only proved what Lannister knew all along - insane and sane are that of equals.

How long, how long has Lannister and Lannister's close friends been told they're only a bunch of greedy, filthy, opportunistic men who make a living on cheap-shotting the talent around them? How long, Lannister asks again. How long. But have no fear, for RAGNAROK brings the monster out of anyone that comes in contact with them. This is to be expected. It pays to be... insane in order to be sane. Elite may have paid their "Iron Price" on that of Lannister, but Lannister is not appalled. He is flattered. Flattered, that Elite have risen above the waters at the expense of one Lannister... only to meet their destiny's end, and drown out and suffer at the Glass of House. Lannister has no thirst for your fear, Duban of Spades or Starz Stun. Keep casting that illusion that fear is what drives Brody and Lannister. Keep feeling that sense of security, just to make you feel alive again. Lannister has always been in the opinion that crippled emotions feed the thought of existence. These two men, these pretenders, can wish upon the thought of holding these tag team championships, but once that circle of trust is foregone, only the footsteps of RAGNAROK are left in wait. Lannister seeks no fear, nor does he plan to see it, but he does anticipate the shadow of doubt. But shadow or not, blind leads the blind, and this empty thought will only lead to Lannister's personal retribution.

The end of this... greed, is well, out of your control. You three may have become the monster it requires to stand toe-to-toe with the physical beasts that Lannister and Psycho Brody are, but why, experience shall take its toll. Norman Hellion too, for the doomsday that is long awaiting Brian Danny. For there is nothing to be done, except to lay hopelessly like a sheep led to a slaughter. The march into the sea, with the idea in mind that the ship itself isn't going to make it through this heavy storm. And that's exactly what this is. RAGNAROK's the storm, the flock that's bound to break. An anchor won't save you here, for the bottom meets the tide, and these Elite aspirations with it. A crash along the waves, no doubt. How unique of a situation it must be, to feel like you've been set-up all along, only to realize it was your own doing. RAGNAROK has Elite just where they want them, in the middle of that squared-ring, where its only RAGNAROK's business to be taking care of you. The lone ship in the deep blue sea, with the kracken... the RAGNAROK, somewhere in wait. That's what this feels like to Lannister, and soon enough, it'll feel like that to you too. Piece by piece, sail by sail, RAGNAROK will devour this dream of treasure. Until finally, this ship cracks under its own weight, destined to be the next victim to this drowning.

Now Lannister won't tell you just to pack up and hightail it back to shore and save yourselves, because well, Lannister expects you to know that's no longer in the realm of possibility. For only the shades of gold, and the shades of red, are what is left for you to see until RAGNAROK engulfs you whole. And for those listening to this now, who well... believe in the "American Way". Be sure to leave the TV off at home, for this Glass of House surely will be where those landed dreams die. For Starz Stun and Duban of Spades won't even make it shore, won't be able to see the grand statue of liberty, the capitalist's democracy. The land where ra-ra speeches aren't far and wide, and honor and pride prevail. Because if you think this has a happy ending, you haven't been paying attention. No, no, the only land that Starz Stun will ever see, is the one where lady liberty rots away. But well, that's why they call it, "The Iron Price".

You can't pay an iron price on Lannister and expect it to succeed, for Lannister can only resemble that of steel - the type that is neither broken or bendable. The only iron that's left is what's left in the Starz Stun. But Lannister sends you a newsflash Mr. Stun, iron is brittle, and it will break, even if it chooses not to bend. As for Duban of Spades? Well, he's only that of copper - bright, shiny, reliable... but not worth much at the end of the day. And it just so happens the end of the day is drawing near. Don't you just love it when life revolves around a flat circle? You think you got the best of Lannister with this "Iron Price"... Lannister scoffs at this idea. Hear Lannister chuckle, hear it loud. For how many times does Lannister have to keep telling you...

Lannister's price... RAGNAROK's debt... are the only ones...

WORTH PAYING FOR.

I've seen what you've done, I understand your purpose--- but I highly disagree with how everyone has approached this scenario. What quarrel do I have with you or Psycho Brody? I've been fixated on successfully tearing the image of Lannister into halves. It's only unfortunate that you are to believe that Starr Stan acts only for himself, because how exactly have you benefited off of Lannister? There were some victories and blindsided attacks, then what after that? He hasn't supported you in your devotion to grasp your very first World Championship, but he sure has benefited off of you when it comes to overpowering the odds when they're stacked against him. Don't try to redirect all of the deception back onto me, don't you understand? I know who Starr Stan is, I know what he's capable of, I've been here since 2009 and am fully aware that he only acts for himself. But pause for just a minute, what or who do you actually think I am? I'm not Starr Stan, I'm not Devan Dubian, but I'm Brian Daniels. I no longer need to express myself in the underdog fashion, my back story is just that--- behind me. You've been in this maniacal mindset where "Peter" has overpowered your decisions, so he stood as this guardian when Lannister wasn't there to assist you, because Lannister wasn't even in existence. It's embarrassing at times to look at the amount of times people have attempted to influence you and the one that does is the worse possibility to do so. I could go on and create theories of how he did it, why you accepted, and what the outcome will be like for you, but let's not foresee our futures for right now, shall we? Let's take a look at the present day, where we continue to brutally assault one another until the other one gives in. No defeats, no victories, no stalemates have been able to us to a sudden conclusion of which side has been decided victorious. It's a nonstop rotation of who plays victim next, will it be you? Will it be me? Will it be Psycho Brody and Lannister? Will it be Devan Dubian and Starr Stan? You're right, there's multiple answers to these plots in which we scheme in our mind. All of which have fallen victim to the sins of their rivals, this, all of this Norman... it's never going to end.

It's not going to end until the point has been made between either side. You're currently gunning to force yourselves as this immovable and unstoppable faction that takes no prisoners. Isn't that correct? You're quite like the typical human being who seeks out power and is willing to sacrifice anything in his path, possibly even himself to obtain it. Sounds sort of similar to your current state, right? You want to send this bold message across the entire company that you three will play as the justice system, and who's to stop you? We're under the most insane authority figures, there's practically no rules to abide by these days. It's really a shuffle of if you can be stopped, I'm openly saying that alone--- you three would slaughter me like a pig waiting to turn to bacon. The pig however, would not plead for his life, he'd beg for his inevitable end. That's how dangerous you are, that's how dangerous your friends are. But have you gone through the files more than once? Because just alone, I can be as dangerous as you... even more at times. When I'm set out to accomplish something, in order to put an end to that--- you'll have to put me in a lifeless state, but only then you can add the final nail into the coffin. I know you're willing to, I know RAGNAROK is willing to, but guess what? I'm willing to die to cease the symbol RAGNAROK has brought upon us all. I don't like to consider myself a hero nor a savior to this industry, I only do what's best for everyone in it. You three? You're not what EAW needs ever, they don't need three grown men breathing down their necks, they don't need to be worried about looking over their shoulders--- whether  if you're off the marketplace or not. You're always going to be working for someone, revealed or not. And if that person wants to "X" out a certain extremist or vixen from the company, what's to stop him or her from sending their hound dogs after said extremist and or vixen? You guys will never change, it's a new day but the same process. That's where your downfall will begin, I adapt while you make no changes. It's what I've done for my entire career, this? This is no different from the challenges I've come across from the past. It may not be a walk in a part, but where's the fun in that?

Let me make something perfectly clear, Brian. Norman and Brody, they don't do Lannister's "bidding". You are trying to make it sound like he is this strict owner, while they are his attack dogs. No, that's not how it works. There is no clear cut leader of RAGNAROK and why do you think that is? It's because we don't need one. We are all equally powerful and I'm not just talking about strength in numbers. The decisions we make, we discuss beforehand. If someone disagrees with the plan, then we hash it out until all three men vote in favor. Tell me Mr. Daniels, when it comes to a team, what is most important? I'm fully aware that there are many answers to this question, but my answer is a simple one - it's the ability to be unselfish. When it comes to RAGNAROK, we don't try to out do one another, like for example, fighting over who gets the pinfall. This alliance isn't about being in the spotlight, even though we are constantly front and center in it. This deadly alliance is about righting the wrongs and for me, it all starts with your friend, Stanley. Before I continue, let me tell you something you probably already know about him. He's selfish and greedy. On the surface he makes it out like he's ready for this war, but we both know that he's not prepared. For your own good, I just hope you don't fall victim to his bullshit, I mean his "inspirational speeches". If you are able to see, then you would notice that he is the one who is taking advantage of the numbers game, not Lannister. Sure he helped you ambush Lannister on Showdown, but a few weeks ago, when it was Devan and Stan versus Norman and Brody, he showed his true colors and no, they were not red, white, and blue. He is a poltroon. You see Norman begged for Stan to enter the ring, but he refused all match long, unless Norman was down of course. So that's the man you want to fight alongside with? That's the man you trust your career with? If that's the case, then more power to you HAHAHAHA. 

Yes you are right, we did technically strike first, but what you need to learn is that this story's content, is more complicated than what meets the eye. I wish I could tell you how RAGNAROK began, but that would reveal too much. All you need to know is I attacked Stan because he cost Norman the Answers World championship and if he didn't expect any sort of retaliation, then he is blind as a bat. But my brothers, they didn't do anything wrong that night. They just watched as Norman decimated his nemesis. The reason why they didn't join in is because I wanted him all to Norman. We sent a message. Don't mess with us, unless you want to be pushing up daises. Besides, we knew that some foolish man or men would come along and rush to his aid and I feel bad for you. You took the bait. You are now trapped, Brian. There is nowhere for you to run or hide. The only exit is through the three of us, which is an impossible task. You seem puzzled why Norman joined forces with Lannister and Brody, so I'll quickly fill you in. For a while, Norman was struggling. He let Vic Vendetta roll past him, even when we know that when Norman is at his best, he is the far better extremist. Fans and myself included tried to convince him that losing the Interwire championship was a good thing. It meant that he could move onto bigger and better things. But he didn't believe me. That title was his love. That title made him feel important and once Vic decided to take it away from him at Pain for Pride, his drive to be better, no longer existed. He no longer felt like getting up in the morning because he had nothing to fight for. He was becoming that lost child again. He no longer had confidence while competing in the ring and I knew that a change had to be made, but Norman just didn't know it yet. So when Stan interfered in Norman's match at Territorial Invasion, I knew it was the last straw and the rest is history. With Norman being apart of RAGNAROK, he is finally at peace because he finally has friends. Friends who have his back and vice versa. 

You must've forgotten, but RAGNAROK is no longer on the market. Nobody can hire us, but the little advertisements you did, or whatever you want to call them, they were cute. I could talk about what Jacob had to say about Norman, but I see no point. I don't plan on going after him, but you on the other hand, you are my main target. I told you to give me a reason. Give me a reason to not leave you in a pool of your own blood and you never gave it to me, what a shame. Let's just admit that having this match is a complete waste of time. Just cut the four of us loose. Give the people what they want. Let them sit and watch Brian try to cut down Norman, only for him to fall flat on his ass. I might not be your enemy, but I can't say the same thing about you. And Ashten? Nobody cares about what you have to say these days. You're hyping up a man that will fall short at Shock Value, so why waste your breath? The way I see it, you can keep criticizing my friend all you want, I have no problem with it, but just remember that there's a reason why Norman is constantly competing in main events while you're hired to talk about him on panels.

You know what they say, "What doesn't kill you, will only make you stronger", and it goes without saying that last week's match was doomed to be nothing short of a massacre as I was cast off into the lion's den to fend for myself alone against the two snarling beasts of RAGNAROK.  Even though I didn't walk away the winner of the match, I was able to walk away from it even under the circumstances.  It was hands down one of my biggest challenges to date, and it was all thanks to one person.  You, Cage.  Thank you for giving me one of the toughest matches of my career and kudos to you for doing something something no one thought you'd have the balls to do.  I mean leaving me in the ring alone with those two psychopaths was the work of an evil genius.  Perhaps you do have that ruthless mentality after all, that will to do what's necessary to secure your future as a World Champion.  Believe it or not, that's a trait that so few possess.  Sure they'll openly and publicly state how much they value the Answer's Championship more than anything in the world but fact is, none of them do.  Think about it, if Starr-Stan truly gave a damn about this Title then why didn't he come back for seconds?  He got himself a Championship Match the first time around, surely he could have qualified for it a second time but he didn't; he seems more interested in starting faction wars than coming back for what he claims is his.  Maybe he's finally come to his senses and realized that his time has run it's course and began anew with me as the prominent Champion.  The same could be said about Norman as well, if he was as devoted to getting the Title as he claimed he was, then he wouldn't have allowed the spite of one man to come between him and his dreams.  But you Cage, you're different.  You've got spunk, you've got drive, you've got...a death warrant.  The difference between the two of us is I know that for every action there is a reaction.  If I do something to somebody in spite of them, I expect them to return the favor at a later date.  You on the other hand just throw caution to the wind, possibly making up things as you go along.  With you there is no planning, no strategy, no logic, no anything.  You've put all of your chips on the table and overlooked the possibility that you could lose everything you've worked for at the expense of a little thrill.  I don't know if you pulled that little stunt to test me, soften me up, or to be a dick but one thing's for certain...you have awakened The Devil from his slumber and jeopardized any chances you had at peace when this is all over.  As long as you reside here on my show, you will NEVER rest in peace.  Rest assure there is nothing I want more this Saturday than retribution for the wrongs that have been committed against me, but instead I find myself placed in a match with Matt Miles.  A match that Cage should thank his lucky stars for, otherwise he would be the sole object of my affection enmity.  This encounter is not a personal one on my end, I'm aware of Matt's issues with Vic Vendetta and I know how important winning this match must be for him, but there's no possible way that he's going to win this Beat the Clock Challenge because I'm not easy pickings.  But if he does somehow manage to pull out an upset win over me there will be no denying that he earned it, and you can bet your ass I'm going to ensure he earns it.  I'm not going to go easy on this kid, that would be me cheating him out of an opportunity that so many others have been cheated out of in the past two months.  As a man who has defeated Vic Vendetta and held the Interwire Championship once before, I'm going to beat the living shit out of this kid because I want to see him succeed in here in the EAW.  I can only hope that he understands that and wants the same for himself.

Isn't all of this rather fitting? Or dysfunctional if you will--- we're meant to align ourselves to wage war with two other bitter rivals, for what? What is there to honestly gain out of that? There's no redemption in striking Jacob Senn down after what's done has been done. And Scott Diamond? He matters least to me in this entire situation. There's no possibility of going back into time itself; relying on your fate to change for the better, because everything that could of been accomplished was foiled by your shepherd. I dislike the sound of that word, but it's only fitting to see you as the mindless sheep who needed to be lead. It wasn't satisfying when you had the World Championship in your grasp... then it was stolen away, with one blindsided attack. And I don't blame you for your hatred and anger toward my ally; Starr Stan, not one bit--- only this is of quite some irony isn't it? When I see us two, there's a huge similarity while there's also a giant difference despite physical and mental breakdowns. We were both robbed of reigning as the World Champion, is that not correct? But we both chose our paths to take after it, I wasn't going to allow Lannister to get away with his dirty deeds, no. For a while, it was just me and him duking it out, until one would fall lifeless. And yet, despite several savage beatings taken from him and dished right back out, we're still standing. You on the other hand, you were leading yourself on this magnificent path; I won't doubt your possible glory that could of been, but that was until you decided to reach out for Lannister's extended hand. Now, don't get me wrong at this point, numbers do win wars. Lannister knew that, so what did he do? He united a band of misfits and monsters together, to prevent guys like myself from the vengeance they so rightfully deserve... and I'm not talking about the bitter taste I left in Lannister's mouth when he took his first loss to me, by just rolling his shoulders to the mat. It goes far beyond that--- that? That was just one match, not even considered a battle for the ages. We've yet to even see the mid-ground for this war between us six. I just find it entertaining how one man can manipulate two other men to do his bidding.

Isn't it so easy though?! You have me, who's in pursuit of seeing Lannister's head on a spike, but then there Devan Dubian and Starr Stan; who easily are found as two common enemies to Psycho Brody and yourself? The thing is, "Elite" or whatever you want to title us as, we didn't form first, you guys did. You pulled the trigger, you shot first--- but you can't dodge a bullet right? So, yes, we were hit, but we weren't out for good, because we immediately fired back with several shots of our own; three to be exact. Would anyone actually believe Starr Stan and myself to even align after what he's done to me in the past? Devan Dubian and I share mutual respect for one another, but this was something we had to throw all our differences in the past to conquer. We shared common enemies with one another, those of which who do what they do for greed; something I've preached highly upon. Can't finish the job? Give a ring to RAGNAROK, they'll walk your dog and clean it's feces. Don't feel like taking your trash out? Hire RAGNAROK! They won't just pick it up, they'll arrive in your house to carry it out for you. They'll do all of your dirty work, while you sit back and relax, with a grimace on your faces--- you too can employ the most dominant faction that EAW's ever seen in recent times. And I just love the fact that everyone has been wrapped around you guys, seeing you as this "dominant force" that should not be reckoned with, we should all tread lightly, right? Wrong, because I see it no more than "the taller you are, the harder you fall", I'd say you three are at the top of the totem pole and I'm not afraid to admit that, but your currently being challenged by that of three men who want their justice. I understand your position, Norman, Peter, and I mourn for your losses, but Brody... Lannister? They have no purpose in this company, they have no reason to what they do. Cash? Likely story. Amusement? Quite possibly, it's a shame that you were to side yourself with them instead of handling business on your own accord. I don't see you as my enemy, Norman, but I'm also not the convincing type of guy. If it's bloodshed that you desire, I'll be more than happy to grant your request.

Brian AND Norman? Ugh.

HELLO?! SCOTT DIDN'T INVOKE HIS REMATCH CLAUSE!! WHY IS HE STILL IN TAG TEAM MATCHES?!

AND... AND TO MAKE IT ALL THE MORE HILARIOUS... HE HAS A-- Wait... what the--? This can't... this must be a typo..

SENN?!

SENN?!

SENN?!

JACOB FUCKING SENN?!

I don't know whether I should be fuming mad, or kissing the almighty hand. 

I'll go with the latter.

Jacob Senn is a made man, he was a made man way before he won the EAW Championship, far longer than that, he was a made man before *insert big accomplishment or win here* (Sorry, I don't know much about his career)... in fact I hardly know anything about it, but I know enough. I know of the night he won the EAW Championship, and the night he became a made man, Jacob I think you know where I'm going with this, but for the others, let me take you back to a cold, dreary, haunting February night. Reasonable Doubt 2013.

I'm not going to get into the specifics of how Jacob Senn beat Scott Diamond to steal the Elite Championship, we all remember, but we don't remember it because Jacob Senn won the Elite Championship, we don't remember it because Scott Diamond lost the Elite Championship, we remember it for one reason, and one reason only, Anti.

The movement, THE movement, a single entity movement, a single body that drove so much force, that struck such fear, that instituted such change, a staple... the argument can be made that on that night, when Jacob Senn MADE ANTI... Scott Diamond, already a former World Champion... WAS MADE!

And now here we are, almost two years later, Jacob Senn finds himself as the EAW Champion... Scott Diamond the challenger, it's almost fitting, almost fate, and believe me when I tell you, I'm not a man that believes in fate but when someone stumbles upon something like this, it's hard not to believe.

I don't believe in karma, but this is hard not to believe.

I don't believe in coming full circle, but this is damn near IMPOSSIBLE not to believe!

CAN'T YOU SEE IT?!

JACOB THE CHAMPION, SCOTT THE CHALLENGER... THE MAN THAT STARTED IT ALL BY TAKING AWAY SCOTT DIAMOND'S CHAMPIONSHIP, NOW FINDS HIMSELF AS THE CHAMPION, WITH SCOTT DIAMOND SEETHING AT THE OPPORTUNITY TO TAKE IT AWAY FROM HIM!

AND IN THE SIDE PLOT, ON THEIR JOURNEY TO THE ULTIMATE, FINAL, DECISIVE BATTLE, THEY, TO THE HUMOR OF THE POWERS THAT BE ARE FORCED TO TEAM UP AGAINST JUST AS UNLIKELY OPPONENTS! AN UNGODLY COMBINATION OF RAGNAROK AND ELITE, NORMAN HELLION AND BRIAN DANIELS! FOUR MEN WITH NOTHING BUT LOATHSOME NOTIONS ABOUT ONE ANOTHER! THE WORLD ON THE EDGE OF THEIR SEATS, HEARTS RACING, LUNGS ATTEMPTING TO SUCK IN AS MUCH AIR AS POSSIBLE, WITH THE THOUGHT THAT IF THESE FOUR MEN MEET AT THE SAME TIME, IN THE SAME PLACE IT COULD SPELL ARMAGEDDON!

Call Martin Scorsese, we have a classic. 

Hmm, doesn't seem long enough, eh fuck it, I was never known for long promos.

I just want you all to understand something before I go into House of Glass and successfully defend my World Heavyweight Championship.

I am not your hero. 


So I guess this makes me the villain.

But this isn't your traditional comic book, and we're not traditional characters. This is real life, where the greatest heroes always die in the end. But evil never dies now does it? Nothing anyone, not even Superman ever does will stop evil from arising -- not unless he compromises the free will of everybody. It seems like that's been your answer hasn't it, SuperCrash? OHH YEAH, President Crash is going to watch EAW burn by letting people do as they please! But his business partners will be right there to beat people to a pulp with nightsticks the minute they try to be Extreme in EAW... You've really outdone yourself, you've got levels to your deception, I'm impressed. But I know this is your way of establishing control, because you're an insecure little control freak, but thus lies the inconvenient truth; your insecurity is your Kryptonite. And that's why you've gone out of your way to make my business your business these past number of weeks, because you're a whore for power. A low down desperate fucking whore, a sad excuse for authority, a sad excuse for a chairman. You're less than nothing in the eyes of any credible businessman on this fucking planet, you're a complete joke, you're an investors nightmare and as Chairman we've had pushed back shows, low morale, a whole litany of problems that EAW didn't even face when SCOTT WAS IN POWER. You're afraid of losing that chokehold you have on the people though, because you have something to prove to yourself. You have to prove that your little rebel personality amounts to anything, but it doesn't amount to jack shit Crash. You spent years being irrelevant and I'm not going to give you credit for sticking around and becoming successful, because you never got any better. You're the same as ever, you're the same entitled little scumbag who thinks people should care about his good for nothing tag team with who the fuck knows, or who thinks we should be impressed for slapping Demon around for 7 months, when he spent just as much time in irrelevancy as you have. You don't even remotely compare to a man like me, so you flex as hard as you can to compensate and put up a pathetic little front, but there's ONE MAN who remains un-afflicted, ONE MAN who remains unaffected and that's ME.

REMEMBER, CRASH, THAT I CHALLENGED YOU TO THIS MATCH, NOT THE OTHER WAY AROUND. You don't see a champion do that often do you? That doesn't just happen every day. I challenged you, because I don't want to talk shit about you and not back it up, I want to prove I'm not bullshitting. I want to show the world exactly how irrelevant you are. I want to prove that there are some things money and power just don't buy you. It's about time you had a lesson on the limits of power, my friend. That's a lesson I've taught to many adversaries in the past and its one I'll teach you. Money and power may call for respect, but it doesn't get you greatness, that's earned. And speaking of which, nobody respects you. Not that it matters to me what most people think, since most people are fucking idiots, but since you were such a respect whore I thought it'd be courteous of me to fill you in on that. The only people who cling to you only cling to your wealth and power, but as much as Y2Impact deepthroats you he doesn't truly respect you, no one does. But hey, If you want EAW to burn, set the world on fire Zack. But you can't destroy me, and I know it eats you alive. Why wouldn't it? Being the Chairman yet not being the most powerful man in your company... it sounds like a goddamned nightmare! But this is the way it's been for seven years now. ..I challenged YOU to this match to prove all of this exactly, and there's no way you can get around it. If you don't beat me man to man in the middle of the Glass Walls, ultimately while nobody could blame you, you'll still be a failure. It'll mean that everything that you've ever done as an Extremist is a joke. It'll mean you're inadequate, it'll mean that you're weak, it'll mean that even the overlord of EAW himself still has a glass ceiling hanging over his head that he cannot break. My presence will hang over your head like a voodoo hex, my stench will surround you, and it'll never wash away. And I relish... absolutely... fucking... relish the thought of getting you in that Glass Walls match... I squirm thinking about it, I rock myself back and forth sleeping, DREAMING about it. I can't wait. Entertain me Crash, make this wait shorter for me.. tell me how you've beat me before and you'll do it again, tell me how you're the better man, entertain me, ENRAGE me with your excuses so I can have something to do to pass the time. I'll be sure to render you a walking contradiction, so I can discredit every word you say, so I can shatter your pride like glass in my palm.

(Pushing a Home Depot cart and looking at various windows and panes of glass is Christopher Corrupt. Dressed in his usual tracksuit jacket, black t-shirt and light denim jeans, he stops and turns to address the cameraman, following his every move.)
 
Corrupt: Like a perpetual shadow you are, Mr. Cameraman. Never seizes to amaze me how you guys find people, you’re worse than the paparazzi.
 
Anyway…I suppose you want my thoughts on the latest from TJ? The man celebrating with his so-called “friends” the fact Cleopatra has been fired and new management stepped in? Well here we go… Kevin Devastation is now calling the shots along with some other moron and I ain’t happy about it. It’s unjust, bullshit and not what I wanted. This company is constantly screwing with me and trying to keep me down and conform to their rules. Cleo had a vision, she knew what she was doing and no matter what anyone else thinks, it made sense. I’ve never been one for change or wanting to accept it and now that giant bastard is calling the shots on my brand, you best believe I’ll cause some trouble and make my displeasure known loud and clear. They may have tossed Cleo out but they still have me to contend with. This revolution burns bright and corruption will prevail no matter what any EAW extremist thinks. There might be a change in management, something Crash views as good for the fans but he forgot about something, as did everybody else in this hellhole of a company: I don’t CARE about the fans. I HATE them. Now the woman who I had respect for is gone and there’s KD booking me in a glass rules match at House of Glass this weekend against Tiberius. This is supposed to stop me? I am to be afraid of what happens next? Nah, if anything…EAW should be afraid of what I have prepared for TJ.  
 
As you can see, I am gathering some supplies and thinking of different ways to hurt you Jones. They want to take our match to the next level? That’s no problem with me, but remember this…I took you out at the last FPV when you thought you had a chance at gold. And now we square off one-on-one, I’ll make sure I take you out forever at House of Glass. This anger of mine will be reserved for you for all the nasty things you said about Cleo, what your little bitch friend said about her and what EAW thought of her too and the downright unfair firing that took place. The thing is TJ, although Cleo is gone, a door closes and another opens. You’ll find that corruption carries through no matter what. I am here to stay and there’s no overthrowing of my power and possibilities. You’ll need a very strong army to take out a revolution and even then, that hasn’t always been the case, as revolutions can stand the test of time. People can’t just accept how it is, there’s always someone who wants to change things for the better when in actuality, what they have currently, is the best thing going for them. You just need to open your eyes and accept the cards dealt to you. Am I afraid of the assholes in charge of Dynasty? No. Am I worried of the stipulation in our match? Of course not, because I live in the world of cheating, conniving and down right dirty ways. This is a huge advantage for me. The glass surrounding me now brings comfort in my eyes, not fear. You want to battle with me in a glass rules match? Then be my guest. Consider the ring my home and the glass the main entrée we’ll be having.
 
You’re known as the punk and I am known as the joke. The guy who can never get things done, you doubted me winning in our tag match and I prevailed. I got the win on you and it was easy. I am always a step ahead, I tell people this but no one listens. No one cares until it’s too late.
 
I love how you think a lesson is coming my way. For my corruption cannot stand any longer and my ways and ideas of wrongful doing will come to an end. But who’s going to stop me? Management? They haven’t yet. Another extremist? Hasn’t happened. YOU?? Come on TJ, let’s put things into perspective here. You don’t want to take me on in a match where I have the upper hand and the ability to destroy you. There are NO rules. Will I get a bit fucked up in our match by your hands? Possibly. But it will pale in comparison to what I have lined up and prepared. This Home Depot is literally filled with gems and I haven’t even scratched the surface!!
 
You talk of a grand stage, this FPV of ours, our match being the most important victory rather than a Dynasty win. It’s not happening TJ. Simply put, I cannot stand and let some punk take me out and try to turn tables on me. You call yourself a dragon, well I am going to slay you and make an example of you to show just what people are fucking with. I ain’t a good guy, never was supposed to be, this is my time and the bad guy always wins.
 
It’s the “Dragon” and Classic together in a ring. I just hope people aren’t too squeamish. I hope they can handle what will happen this coming weekend at House of Glass. This isn’t just about winning a match; it’s about continuing a revolution. You will soon know my name and just what I stand for, what I believe in and what I strive to do.
 
(Christopher continues to stroll down the aisle of glass with his cart as the camera fades to black.)

**Debut Promo**

*Maddie is seen with a dopey smiley on her face as she walks out of a door, a backstage interviewer comes up to her and asks if she has signed with EAW*

Oh my god i know you, you are from EAW! (She gives the interviewer a hug) You are my first best friend that i made in EAW! But to answer your question... YES! I have signed with EAW. I can't wait to meet all the girls and guys! (The interviewer says, you do know that EAW involves wrestling and beating people up right?) Oh silly of course i know that, just because i am a nice girl doesn't mean i can't kick butt (She playfully punches the interviewer, who is not amused, anyway on to my next question other than making friends, what is your biggest goals here in EAW?) My biggest goal would of course be winning the Vixens championship. But most importantly i want to be a role model for young girls, you see i feel that EAW lacks that they don't really have a girl they can look up to, i feel like most vixens here say that are role models but then they do something entirely for their ego, i am what you see with me, i am just a loving caring girl looking out for others but like i said i will kick butt! (The interviewer says that is all the questions and welcomes her to EAW, he extends her hand, she smiles) Oh silly we are best friends, and best friends hug!! (She hugs him and the interviewer gives her a weird look and walks away, Maddie is smiling at the camera) Hi Camera guy! You want to be best friends too? (She goes over to hug him as the camera turns to black)

I-I could've done something. I could've stopped it. What was I doing? I COULD'VE HELPED HIM PETER. Wh-when I finally saw what happened to Lannister on Showdown - all I could think about was trading places with him. I begged and prayed that I could endure the abuse and not him. What you need to know about me is that when it comes to my two brothers, I would take a bullet for them. When they are in pain, I feel it. When they experience joy, I smile with them. For example, when Brody and Lannister won the EAW Unified Tag Team championships, my heart was filled with the purest form of happiness. In fact I was more happy in that moment than I was when I won the Interwire championship. From here on out, what we accomplish, we accomplish together. Our individual enemies become RAGNAROK's enemies. So Brian, Devan, and Stan - listen up. For your own sake, I hope you're happy with your actions, which I'm sure you are. Soak it all in gentlemen. Let it marinate while you can because we both know that revenge is coming your way. See, this is the problem with your strategy - you never factor in the future. You live in the moment. You celebrate like tomorrow doesn't exist, but surprise! It does. I'll admit that what you did to Lannister - it was brutal. You left him unconscious - but not dead HAHAHAHA. If I were you this past Saturday, I would've made sure that Lannister's heart no longer had a beat because The Angel of Debt, is a bad-bad man HAHAHAHA! He's a threat to you all! He is the strongest pound for pound extremist in all of EAW and you will see that come House of Glass, he will be ready. He will be at 100% and when Stan and Devan come away empty handed, they'll have nobody to blame but themselves. 

Usually I would talk about Showdown next, but Norman and I, we have to make a pit stop first. You see EAW can't get enough of Norman and that is why you'll see him compete on Voltage this week. At first I was ecstatic. Norman was ready to crack his opponents' skulls, but once I found out that Norman has to tag with Brian, I just want to crack his instead. Brian Daniels - we're going to become real familiar this week since the following night on Showdown, you go toe to toe with The Behemoth himself! But before we get to that, let me address this tag match first. I want you to give me a reason. Give a me a reason to not just go for your throat and leave your carcass behind for Jacob and Scott to feast on? Wins and losses, they have never been a huge deal to me and this match of ours, I don't see it as a must win. Hell, odds are both teams will just attack each other as soon as the bell rings and I don't know about you, but I would favor that outcome. I'll be honest, before last Saturday, I never really had a huge problem with you like Lannister does. In fact we are more similar than you think, Brian. Technically we should both be world champions right now if it wasn't for Lannister and in my case, your friend Stanley. We have a right to be angry and nobody can tell us differently. 

After the stunt you pulled on Saturday night, there is a price to pay and I'm not talking debts. I could make threats all day Brian, but instead I'll leave it up to your imagination. I'm not sure what to say next because I can't wrap my brain around you being Norman's partner. I don't understand why someone would want to put you in harms way? I thought you were well liked. I thought you were this ultimate underdog that the Average Joe could relate to. On Friday I know what you're going to try to do. You're going to try to convince Norman to be your friend just like his past opponents and back then, it would work automatically. But now? I have more power inside his mind and not to mention he will only protect his three real friends: me, Lannister, and Brody - that's it. So with that said, I'm not making you any promises Mr. Daniels. Just keep your eyes peeled. As for Scott and Jacob, you two probably hate each other more than we do, if that's even possible. Some say that Scott Diamond is a dangerous man. A man who has won a world title before and oh, he even killed EAW at one point. So yes, to some you are a dangerous man, but to me? What I see is just an ordinary man. A man who relies on strength and spoiler alert, you won't be pushing Norman around like some of your other opponents. You see I saw your match against my two brothers not too long ago, and you did great. You held your own and whether there were distractions or not, the end result would remain the same for you - a loss. Come Friday night, I want to see first hand if you're still this unconquerable beast. For your own well being, I really hope so. Then there is your partner Jacob Senn, who is arguably the best extremist in EAW today. I recall the last time we talked. It was the week leading up to the Grand Rampage, remember? I kept asking you to join forces with Norman and if you were to accept that offer, Norman would help you win it. But each time I asked, you kept repeating the word that I hate the most - no. You told me no because you were this lone wolf, which I believed. Little did I know that a few weeks later, this "lone wolf" would join a group called The House of Renegades. You lied to me. But don't worry because I lied to you as well because at the Grand Rampage, if the opportunity presented itself, Norman would've thrown your ass over the top rope in a heartbeat. I'm sure you're not surprised by that. But look at you now, Jacob! You are the EAW Champion! You are at the very top and I see you staying there until either Lannister or Brody decide to dethrone you. I like you Jacob. You are what EAW needs, along with RAGNAROK of course. So with that said, don't force me to order Norman  to hurt you. Believe me, I don't want to do it but if it has to be done, then so be it. 

Before I talk about Norman's match on Showdown, I just want to bring up a number - four. For four consecutive weeks, Norman has been in the Showdown main event, which proves that Norman is the most valuable extremist on the Showdown brand. I know, I know, that was already a well known fact. It's equivalent to me saying that water is wet or fire is hot. On Saturday Brian, you will be trespassing onto my property. I could ask you to leave nicely, but there's no fun in that. Besides, when it comes to Norman and I, we take no prisoners. I hate to admit this, but deep down, I know you're talented. I know that this match won't be a walk in a park and that's fine with me because I'm not afraid to roll up my sleeves and get my hands dirty. I could talk some more, in fact I could talk all day, but I'll save it for later. Lannister, my brother, I dedicate this match to you.

(We cut to Scott Oasis sitting on his locker room in street attire ; worn out jeans and a black jacket. The EAW.com exclusive logo pops up on the bottom left of the screen as he begins to talk.)

Heh, another win under my belt and against a legend like Starr Stan no less. One could say I'm on the fast track to stardom, but to me this just seems like another day at work. I come in, I kill motherfuckers, then I leave and it's off to the next town. It doesn't matter who it is as long as I get to go to sleep every week knowing that I am the pound for pound the most destructive talent here-- which I will be continuing to prove so, might I add! I am one man with one mission : dominate. Showdown is my turf and it will forever remain my turf. No faction, Sons of Anarchy rip off, Richie Rich wannabe or three hundred pound cult leader is going to ever change that fact. Oh wait, I haven't gotten to that yet, have I? Well this week I will be facing the aforementioned "three hundred pound cult leader". He is a psychotic, devil worshipper who seems to base a lot of his motives off of Charles Manson, our EAW Interwire Champion: Vic Vendetta. Now listen, there's a reason why the Manson family fell apart and he's just a footnote in history. It's because he should have learned not to rely on his "family" to do every thing for him and save his ass when he's in trouble. You are used to playing mind games Vic. You take messed up and vulnerable people and you work your magic, making them feel like they need you. Your a wordsmith, you can say whatever nonsense you please and it'll fall on a few ears willing to listen no matter what and that's great. There's a problem with that plan though.

The thing is, mind games can't do you any good in matches now can they? First you lose your Answers World Championship match, then Starr Stan mops the floor with you and now I find out your new little werewolf boy toy is going to be in your corner. Vic why do you need so much help, pal? Why scrape from the bottom of the barrel, searching for the lowest of the low lives to protect you? You're the Interwire Champion, you're the cream of the crop! Pfft, or should I say were the Interwire Champion, since it has been in the hands of you I haven't been seeing a champion walk down the ramp, I just see some scrub carrying around leather and gold, it's nothing more than a prop. Tell me how you can set a time that would be unbeatable for Matt Miles, let alone win? I've beaten men you could never beat, I have done things you could have never done and to be quite honest Jacob Black over there should be following me, not you. How can you show anybody the way? What can you do for your followers? You're a Satanist, big deal. It does not matter what you practice or believe in. Beliefs won't guide you to victory. Beliefs won't make you stronger. Beliefs won't be able to save you when I run up to your bloodied mess of a body, hunt you down like an animal and pull the damn trigger! You are going to meet a man who is unmoved by the unfortunate events of life. An emotionless husk whose every thought of their being a higher power was erased from his skull at an early age. I am just like you, except I'm no false prophet. I'm also not looking to revive my parents like this is a Disney family movie, I can accept it, they're dead and gone....just like my humanity. To put it simple, you use fabrication, I use fact and the fact is frauds like you get found out eventually. You haven't seen disturbed until you've met me, I make your mental state look like a simple case of depression.

Here's some advice for you Vicky. You better convert real soon, read some bible verses, go to the services and just pray because this Sunday on Showdown you will be brought to your knees by a force stronger than anyone or anything on this planet. Something almost mythical in power that sends chills down everyone spines. Vic, you will realize that I am your god and that this is your judgment day. It's time to pay up for all of the sins, the lies, the deceit, the whole charade of Vic Vendetta and be exposed to the whole world as nothing more than a fat, talentless, weak, sad man with a silver tongue. You won't be beating the clock or beating me, you'll be surviving...and that's just about all you can do. Survive.