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Re: EAW Promoz! April 12th 2016, 12:46 pm by Guest

Dynasty Promo

Nico Borg stands in the oratory of a Cathedral. It is exceedingly ornate, lavished in gold, sculptures and paintings. Behind an altar hangs a particularly large painting, a centrepiece lit from below. Borg stands facing it.

Beautiful isn’t it. Caravaggio’s magnum opus, ‘The beheading of San Ġwann the Baptist’. The only painting on which he ever signed his name. Look. You can see it right there. *Pointing* written in the very blood that pours from San Ġwann’s neck. It’s powerful...and shocking. Look at the force in that wrist. The look in that face. The grimace on hers! And the plate. THAT plate. A martyr as depicted as meat. It all seems so shockingly...violent. Don’t be fooled my friends, violence is in fact what it’s all about. You’ll see no crosses here. No burning bush. No Jesus Christ. No holy ghost come to impart virtue. No. Just one man removing the head of another, while no less than five others simply look on. And yet this... this vile snuff scene takes pride of place here! In of all places, a Cathedral? A house of peace. A house of God! It’s all quite disconcerting. I doesn’t really make any sense. Or does it? My friends, let me educate you.

San Ġwann was a good man. A holy man. A saint. But more importantly, he was a necessary sacrifice. The people then as much as now were brutish, corrupt and quick to violence. Where there was harmony and unity it would not be long before some sought to break it right in two. Since Cain man has reasoned to covet that of his brother. Soon some reasoned to covet merely what their brothers coveted. It no longer matters what the object of desire is. Only that there is desire. And desire has taken the name of division. And that name is written in blood. But it is a small mercy that man’s desires are so easily led. Is it not a mercy that the six in this painting could be persuaded to pour their hate, their sins, their wrath on the same man instead of separate victims? And so it is that San Ġwann needed to die. And so it is that Jesus Christ, the Lord’s only begotten son, needed to die and take on all the hate. All the sins. All the violence of the world on to his shoulders. That all may have a chance of absolution.

It’s unfortunate. Lessons have not been learned. Things have come around full circle and society once again verges upon devouring itself. You’re all sick. Vile animals with no restraint. If there’s no blood in the water you’ll find a way to make some by yourself. Don’t pretend to be shocked. Don’t you dare get offended. It’s your own faults, all of you! Don’t pretend you don’t switch on the news everyday to get your daily dose of tragedy. I can hear you already, calling me a nutjob, a psycho. But you know it get’s your heart racing just thinking about whatever degenerate just got drunk, went DUI and just mounted the side of the road. Or how about which kid’s skin has been used as an ashtray for however many years. When you ain’t got a screen in front of you, feeding you the blood you crave, or when you just get bored, what do you do? Maybe you hit the bar, hit bottle. Hit someone and get into a petty fight. Sooner or later someone’s in A & E over something no one will even remember in the morning. If we're lucky. That was a mild example.

That’s why I’m leaving this sanctuary to sacrifice Riki Nakai on Friday Night Dynasty. In Montreal. The biggest stinking pus-filled urinal in the public convenience they call Canada! I don’t know about yellow-fever but it’s not the worst thing you could catch in that mafioso infested den of vermin. I apologise in advance Nakai. You’re not a bad guy. You’re good. You only want to entertain. Oh they’ll be entertained. Judging by your performance against Prince Havok, it won’t even be close. It will be a slaughter. I’m going to make a spectacle out of this. If you thought Havok was bad, well, you and the whole of Montreal are going to be shocked with just what I’m going to do to you. They all will be stunned in their seats, stuck opposite their TVs, glued to their streams. Maybe then they’ll all be so overwhelmed that the city won’t eat itself for one blessed night. Oh we’ll entertain them Nakai but I can promise you won’t still be smiling after this.

Nakai. Montreal. Number your days...

Re: EAW Promoz! April 12th 2016, 11:32 am by **Azumi Goto**

Voltage #1

The Pure Title, it’s the title that breathes the spirit of the Puroresu Style in it but I’m the embodiment of Puroresu here in EAW. I bring the spirit and strength and technique of Puroresu, I bring everything that needed to be a Pure champion and even more. The Fighting Spirit willing to never quit attitude, I’ll move forward and just keep pushing for the victory, if Carson think I’m going to just take the punishment and lie down for him to retain his title then he’s dead wrong but Carson probably knew that. He know that this might be his best or even his last title defense, There’s something about this match that making me exciting maybe because it’s my first title match in EAW or maybe because it’s the opportunity of a lifetime to be known as the first vixen to win the Pure Title. Maybe the thought of the Ring Announcer screaming my name after I win gives me the image of a victory.

Carson, all I want to say is get ready for the fight of your life, I know you’re going into our match ready to give it your all and that what I want. I want the Carson Ramsay from Fighting Spirit 2, I want the Carson that almost brought Hexa-Gun to it’s knees and almost ended it because that’s the one that the crowd want to see and the one that the EAW fans want to see and that’s the one I want to face. Right now people are thinking I’m getting cocky but really I’m just tell what the fans want. They want Azumi Goto to showcase her best when she takes on Carson Ramsay. Ramsay, you’ve probably studying film of my past matches like I am trying to find any weakness but let’s just stop and let’s just train normally and once the we enter the ring we just wrestle our best match.

Next thing people want to know is why would I challenge or even try to compete for this title. It’s pretty simple, as the Queen Of Puroresu I have prove myself to the world that I deserve to be called that. What a better way than to become the EAW Pure Champion. I want to stand over the world of Puroresu as the sole ruler, I want to destroy the wall that stands in between Japanese and American Wrestling.

All I can do right now is wait. Wait for Voltage. Wait for my Title match. Wait for a chance at history. Wait for my moment.

Just Wait For Glory and Just Wait For My Kingdom To Rise.

Re: EAW Promoz! April 12th 2016, 10:47 am by **Cailin Dillon**

Dynasty #2

They sometimes it’s best to keep quiet. Silence can say so much without even saying a single word. Your silence, Kyra, really says it all. What can you say after all? How can you even pull yourself up and attempt to tell me how you’re going to beat me after the match we had on Battleground? How can you even issue a single threat? The truth is there’s nothing you can say. This is a time where your other name really says it all. Silence is such a defining name for you. When you do speak… most people realize you shouldn’t have spoken up in the first place. You are the typical trained beast. I don’t know what Veena has done to convince you to do her bidding and come at her beckon call, but you do it. You have nothing to say because it’s become out of place for you to say anything at all. Veena can do the speaking for you and you can just keep up this act. You can try to look scary and wear that gas mask and attempt to intimidate your opponents. Well I’ve been in the ring with you and I didn’t have even an ounce of fear. I saw this Bane from Batman wannabe looking girl standing there with a smug look on her face. She was strong and crazy, but hardly scary. She was hardly an individual. All along you could see the puppet strings being manipulated. I have to say it’s sad more than anything else. Clearly the light is on up in your head and there’s a little bit of talent. But you’ve been misled into thinking you somehow need Veena. Break your chain, be your own person. Why should I bother, you’ve made your choice clear for long enough. Let’s move beyond the unusual alliance you’ve chosen, though.

Kyra, I’m going to keep calling you that, whether this duality idea of yours is truth or fraud, I have no problems exposing both sides of your personality and beating them both. You have Kyra who seemingly has more sense and is slightly more calculated in her movements. And then you have Silence who is like an animal waiting to be released from her leash. An almost trained killer. In some sense, I’m sure you feel like a one on one match with you is more like a handicap match. At any unpredictable time you can flip the switch from Kyra to Silence and it’s like your opponent is fighting a fresh, even crazier version of yourself. Neither side of you even scares me a little bit. I’ve fought so many people throughout my career that thought they could intimidate me with words or appearance, and I’ve never backed down. I’ve always came right at them. Our match will be no different. When you lumber to the middle of the ring putting on your best menacing glare, I’ll come right back up to you and look right in your eyes. You’re the type to formulate a plan with this match, thinking you can come in and make a statement by absolutely destroying me. But I’m not one to sit around and wait for the train wrecks to occur. I will sidestep your path of destruction and you will find yourself at the center of the disaster. This might well be the biggest match you’ve ever been a part of. And it may end up being the biggest whiff of your career as well. As unpredictable as you might seem, there’s literally nothing about you that is predictable. You will say the same things and you will do the same things in the ring. And that’s not going to win you any titles, that’s just going to get you the best seat in the house to watch me defend mine.

The great thing about the Specialist Championship is that it’s supposed to be defended in matches of any and all type. This is the great equalizer between us. I could take this stipulation and come up with some sorta gimmick match that would be almost impossible for you to win. It’s the great equalizer I hold as champion, that I can fix the type of match we will have. But I’ve never abused that power, and I never will. Imagine, if you will, me telling them to lock me in a cage with the biggest animal of the Vixens division. I can see the smile growing on your face right now. I can hear the gears turning in your head. Why would I pick the kind of environment that might favor my opponent? Maybe deep down, I’m even crazier than you. Maybe I’m so damn confident in my ability to beat you that I’m willing to test my mettle against an animal like you, right inside the type of place you would call home. It would be a mistake for you to feel that kind of comfort in the cage. It’s the exact kind of thing that a champion would take advantage of. You see, I’m willing to take risks like this because I’m a champion. And I’m a fighting champion, too. I’ve never once backed down from a challenge. When I saw your name come up as the next challenger, I didn’t shiver with fear. There wasn’t a bead of sweat dripping down my forehead. I smiled, and then I started thinking of not only how I was going to win this match, but what the stipulations could be. I’ll tell you, Kyra, the ideas I have running through my head about champion vs. beast might make people question if you’re crazy at all. And after our match, you might be finding yourself thinking the same.

This Friday you will learn exactly what I have in store for you and you will find out just how intense things can get when you fight me one on one. I hope you come in expecting to shock the world and make a resounding statement throughout the Vixens division. Because it’s going to make it even sweeter when I look back at you in the ring and raise my title high. I’m the Specialist Champion and I have been for a while now. It’s not a fluke, Kyra. You’re about to find out exactly why I’ve been a champion as long as I have.

Re: EAW Promoz! April 12th 2016, 4:20 am by **WE ARE VOYAGERS !**

Riki NAKAI: Post Dynasty

(Riki NAKAI is seated on a stool at the local bar, drinking an alcoholic beverage, joyful by expression. His quick loss to Prince Havok playing on the small dusty TV in the upper left corner of the bar. The bartender, a short balding gentleman with a gut hanging over his belt, takes his attention off the glass he has seemingly been cleaning for hours to look at the TV. He looks back and forth between NAKAI and the TV.)

Bartender: Hey, pal. Isn't that you there getting your ass kicked by that Havok fella?

(NAKAI, looks up to the bartender, a small grin on his face.)

NAKAI: That's me alright, not the ideal debut if i do say so myself.

(The bartender puts the clean glass down on the counter, showing interest on the patron across the bar from him.)

Bartender: Ya know, most people don't look as cheerful as you having their ass wooped on national television like that.

(Riki's expression remains unchanged, still grinning his lovable grin as he takes a sip of his drink.)

NAKAI: Just wasn't my night is all. I'll bounce back in no time, the crowd seemed to like me being there, that's all that matters to me. Next match i'm sure i will perform better for those lovely people.

(The bartender raises an eyebrow.)

Bartender: Gals seem to like you more than the fellas. Whats your secret to that?

(Riki shrugs.)

NAKAI: Couldn't tell ya. Yellow fever perhaps.

(Riki grins, the bartender gives a small hearty laugh.)

Bartender: Well. you speak English pretty well for an Asian male.

NAKAI: Only half Asian, my father was English. Learnt the language by the time i was 15, quite fluent actually.

(Riki stands up from his chair and pays for his drink, leaving a small tip for the bartender.)

NAKAI: I must be off, have a good night!

Re: EAW Promoz! April 12th 2016, 12:54 am by **Christian Locke**

(Christian Locke is sitting in a dimmed room in his home, watching the recap of Starr's and Ashten's lovefest of a segment on Voltage, where they are talking about Starr being in Grand Rampage.)

Ashten Cross: That’s why I wanted you back and that’s why I was confident enough to enlist you as the leader of Team Cross two months ago.

(Christian pauses the video and lets out a small laugh.)

Christian Locke: Team leader huh? Definitely not a conflict of interest.

(Christian fast forwards a bit before pressing play.)

Ashten Cross: That’s the thing. I WANT you in the Grand Rampage, but I can’t just-

(Christian pauses the video again, replaying the “I WANT you in the Grand Rampage” line a few times. He clears his throat and begins to speak)

This week on Voltage, I get the “honor and pleasure” of facing Starr Stan with a Grand Rampage slot on the line. The four-time world champion! The Hall of Famer! The Olympic gold medalist and EAW legend! The impressive resume never ends! Some people, not me, but some people would consider you the greatest wrestler of all time Starr and yet here you are, being forced to fight the new kid on the block just to earn, yes Stan, EARN a spot in the biggest Grand Rampage event of all time. Forty men and women are going to be fighting inside the squared circle for a chance to headline this year’s Pain for Pride. Forty people? That’s damn near half of the entire EAW roster. Some of them have already received their free passes like Mark Michaels and Judas on Dynasty and some of them like Starr Stan weren’t fortunate enough to be on Santa’s list. That’s a little bit sad, isn’t it Starr? Unfortunately, I am not very familiar with your wrestling history and where you came from, but there must be something out there that pulls you a few steps back. Maybe the competition in EAW wasn’t as stiff as it is now back in the day. Maybe you cheated your way to the top using the power of backstage politics and because of that, you don’t look as impressive as you are on paper. Whatever it is, it’s holding a gun to Ashten Cross’ head. He craves you to be wrestling in the main event of the show and he even admitted right in front of the cameras this past Voltage, but his position as Voltage General Manager isn’t strong enough to hand it to you on a silver platter. I was about to ask you what this weakness is, this weakness that you are hiding on the front page of your resume but something tells me that you won’t reveal it. I’m sure you would rather die than portray yourself in a bad light to the public. You are a lie. You, a guy that comes and goes as he pleases is not just a cancer to Voltage, but a cancer to the entire EAW landscape and the way I see it, I am the only remedy.

Go ahead Stan. Take a cheap shot at me. Deny this sickness if you want and prove my point at the same time. If I were you, I would pull out a timer and give myself at least half an hour to carefully think through about what it is that I want to say, instead of using an hourglass and panic like Lucas Johnson did. You need all the available space and time that you can get after the dumb witted things you said this past Sunday. You claimed that I am some sort of a punk who’s going to watch you walk all over me. The fact that you think I am going to be a walk in the park makes me sick to my stomach. I don’t feel this way because I don’t have your respect. No, no Starr, trust me when I say this, I don’t need your admiration. I don’t need a “legend” to tell me that I am great at what I do. Please tell me I have potential! A word I just love to hear! No, potential in the wrestling world means that a young wrestler can be good one day if he works hard enough, but at the moment, he is an unfinished product. In other words, he sucks, but perhaps there’s a sliver of hope. I am not the future, I am the present and this Sunday, live on television, for all to see, the present will meet the past in the center of the ring and we don’t even a time machine for it, so cool right? But I digress! Everybody knows that I am on a roll. I am white hot! Burning and blazing through everybody that dares to stand in my way! So far, I’ve defeated five men with ease, in a span of just three weeks, but again I digress because this is about you Stan! Let’s talk about you. Let’s talk about America’s hero, right? Yeah! Stan, I want to be completely honest with you when I say what really leaves a bad taste in my mouth is your blatant ignorance. I’m sorry Starr but it just so happens that I have a low tolerance for people like you. Death with a scythe knocks on your door and you see a clown. You are just so damn blind. Stevie Wonder can see more shit than you.

Now let me put my frustration with you aside for a moment and explain you why you are wrong. Do you still remember Lucas Johnson? Oh yeah how couldn’t you? The man broke your nose and almost had you down on the floor for the count of three. Speaking about it, how’s your nose? Is it swollen? Does it hurt like a bitch? I’d be surprised if you were still breathing. Share the feeling with us Starr. After all, it’s Lucas who did this to you. What an amazing performer isn’t he? He graduated from an NCAA powerhouse or whatever, where skinny guys hug each other and call it a sport. You hear about it in news all the time and it doesn’t matter if you follow wrestling or not. It must be extremely difficult to get accepted into that facility and Lucas graduated from there. We are talking about history right here Mr. Starr Stan and I am sure you can’t wait for your turn to talk about how great this young man is, along with the list of reasons to why he was able to such brutal damage to your face. But the reason I bring this up is to remind you and everyone else that I beat him with zero damage to my face in a triple threat match just last week and I don’t think he’ll ever have the courage to step into the ring with me ever again. You see what you did to him was nothing more than a slap on the wrist, but me? I scarred him! If he managed to break your nose, imagine the things that I could do to you this week Star. Oh the possibilities are endless! Hmm what do I plan on doing to you? What area of the body will I damage beyond repair? You know I could tell you right here and now. I could tell the people what exactly is going to happen to their beloved American hero, but instead I am going to take the Walking Dead approach and end it with a cliffhanger. To be continued.

(Camera fades to black)

Re: EAW Promoz! April 12th 2016, 12:35 am by -

Dynasty Promo

Please, just stop talking.

You don't know me. Hell, I don't think you know anything, Brian. All you have been doing is jumping to conclusions when obviously... OBVIOUSLY you have no idea what you're talking about. Two weeks ago, Tig Kelly tried to make me look like a joke. He tried to play the role of a threat who wasn't going to take accept defeat no matter what. But little did he know who JJ Silva was. Little did he know what I am capable of. I listened to his broken threats. I did everything he wished upon... I lured him into the exact position I wanted him in, and then I made a fool of Tig Kelly. You say that I'm a nobody, but who the hell are you to tell me that? I know exactly who I am and what I am capable of, and I have the balls to admit to my faults and the pride to admit what i’ve done. That's something you have never had, nor will you ever have. I'm not useless especially after showing the world what I am capable of when someone makes me snap. I'm not illogical for making an example of Tig Kelly for what happens when you try to make me a fool of me. I'm not a “nobody”, Brian Daniels. As a matter of fact, what I pulled off was brilliant, and I am going to do the exact same on Dynasty. You know, it's funny...

Here we are talking only about me, and why's that? Because you are just pulling straws at this point. You can only say what all the other elitist say because the truth is… You don’t know a damn thing about me!

What gives you the right to try and tell me who I am? What would even make me take you seriously after making a fool out of you with the power of Omerta and ending your reign? You sit around rambling on and on and basically saying how no one caves into my bullshit. Well, it won’t be bullshit when I tape stakes to the backs of everyone you love and let the Omerta dogs feast! I’m nothing like you.. Nor will I EVER be. I’ve recently defeated any that has got in my way. You want to talk about my solo ability? Well if we’re taking cheap shots here.. Let’s talk about the last month for me. What have you seen? Crash has not aided me in the slightest accept when Tig Kelly chose to try and make a move at him.. In which I capitalized as any man in my position would. Outside of that please enlighten me of your great wisdom? None of this was bullshit, Brian. That's a FACT. I can proudly say I did those things. It wasn't bullshit when I nearly ended one of the greater tag team title runs to date over The Mercenaries over 5 other teams INCLUDING The Savage Ryans!. I made two elitist who they are today in Chris Elite and Eclipse Diemos! Before that, no one knew who a "King Eclipse" was. These are all FACTS. You can talk all you want, you can make all the claims you want, but numbers, as well as JJ Silva, do not lie. You can try to change the subject all you want and talk about "Being a nobody," but that's a load of crap. It has no true meaning.

Let's take a look at the things you are saying, and let me show the world how much of an idiot you two are.

Let’s begin with Cyclone…

“Even though you losing this match will not ruin your reputation within the organization because your boss expects it, you still insist on putting on your war face and going up against two men who fought against a wide array of opponents you couldn’t measure up to.”

What exactly is the measuring stick? Past accomplishments? The last time I checked this is wrestling. We fight this out and we’ve never crossed paths before now. You feel confident? Do you feel some sort of ease when my name appears next to your own? Good. I love it! But then again this is Cyclone logic so we’d have to expect some sort of dumbass remark with no substance. Classic case of opinions as fact. Let’s move on shall we?

“ why my victory against Dustin Brasch hints at your future and why me getting rid of Drastik means substantially more than your meaningless win against Tyler Parker.”

Okay I can’t even.. Cyclone, you’re literally stupid. Dustin Brasch is totally different being than I am. He and I have never crossed paths nor would I care to even see him ever again. Tyler Parker being the World Heavyweight Champion at that time and a victory over him.. Is MONUMENTAL compared to you beating Dustin, Drastik, Lucian… Hell even over your return -- but it was never even mentioned because of this ignorant mindset that even you have.

“ You want to gamble, well then fine, but there is no chance, no Achilles' heel for you to take advantage of and no escape, so lose the one thing you have

abandon all hope.”

Are you serious? No.. I mean, Are you serious?! I don’t need an achilles heel over a guy like you. Take your two World title reigns.. That’s fine. A cemented legacy and a man with everything to lose. You want me to believe you’re a threat? Bitch don’t act like you ever were a threat.

Brian there is really no need to reply or even lay out your message.. It’s not cryptic.. It’s basically the same every time at this point. You’re proving to be the same’ ole’ boring Brian. Come at me with something of substance next time, Brian. It seems you’re slipping.

I honestly cannot believe I have to put up with this.

You’ve done a lot in your career and everything you have touched turns to gold. That's great. When I touch people, they turn into bruised, battered, and drained shell of men. Inside that ring Dynasty, there will be NOTHING stopping me from defeating you.

Re: EAW Promoz! April 12th 2016, 12:15 am by Guest

Oh how nice, you’re giving out your life story to us in a last ditch effort to make us sympathize with you a little more, make us see you in a different light, but that has no effect on the man whose career you tried to end and the person who rescued him. Every man on this earth questions what is their role on this planet and so we all go through trials and tribulations to try and find the answer to that question. In the end, I became a controversial legend: a monster to some and a hero to others and now I walk with a clear mind hoping for the predominant view of me to become the latter. While I get ready to fight once more , I want you to understand that this is not mind games, I am not like you nor do I need to be to thrive. I don’t need to pretend that we’re on equal footing so I could have the courage to fight you and maybe win. I know that I’m above you, not due to the length I've been fighting here and thus I know I will defeat you. Because what was the light at the end of the tunnel for you? Was it a foolish belief that you can endure anything because you willingly lowered your lifespan for a cause? Did it work out when you’re still at the same spot with the same amount of talent wishing that the same people would give you the time of day? When I said look at your hands, I really did mean it. Because if you have not obtained gold by this point, then what could you possibly say for me to take you seriously? You point to your victories against legends as proof that their fate could also become mine as if flukes have not ever occur before, and some people would think of that as me dismissing your “accomplishments”, but if those victories didn’t launch you to new heights then it means nothing but what is plain to see. If you hit your stride and could regularly defeat the very best this company has to offer, then why are you working for someone who you could easily destroy and take control of the whole operation? Wouldn't that speed up the process of becoming World Champion? In my time here, I’ve faced hundreds of men just like you who think this is all a game with their beliefs that are objectively not true. I could ask you questions for days, but it seems like all that would ever do is make you lash out and try to silence me by insulting my name as if it doesn’t shine as brightly as the sun in comparison to yours. Why I returned and already understand you is because the reasons why you fight and how you fight are just the same as a rookie walking out for Battleground the very first time. On the brand where Omerta’s influence is the most obvious, Zack Crash sends you and Brody out and I understand the reason why. I can see Brody remains quiet insisting that you do the talking, but when I look at you I see someone who shakes in the presence of danger and not the relaxed man who was safely able to give out the order to end Brian Daniels’ career. Zack Crash didn’t send you guys out to beat us, no he sent you guys out as an unwritten and unspoken agreement to not circle the faction along with Lucian Black and Tig Kelly if you went up against the beast.

And you must wonder why it’s so easy

so easy for Zack Crash to try and compromise.

How could you possibly be a slave if your superior treats you nicely? You sit at the same table Zack Crash does, go to the same restaurants as him, and when Omerta wins, he pats you on the back no matter if you were an instrumental part of it or not. You look at the cannon fodder he employs and while you get to command them, question if you’re just a glorified version of them because deep down inside, you understand that there is no inner circle but Zack Crash and Scott Oasis. If Zack Crash messes up, nobody would say anything as everybody knows he would not punish himself. If Scott Oasis messes up, nobody would muster up a word as they know he's the man Zack Crash trusts the most, not the first member who decided to follow him. If Brody messes up, then she would get scorn because she was allowed in the pseudo exclusive group to pad the numbers and make it appear to be something it’s not for any down on his luck elitist and not for any extraordinary quality she possesses, and if you mess up then there wouldn’t be forgiveness, but unbridled anger because you got in not because you could do anything Zack, Scott or Brody couldn’t do, but because you asked first when the foundation was still being worked on. Even though you losing this match will not ruin your reputation within the organization because your boss expects it, you still insist on putting on your war face and going up against two men who fought against a wide array of opponents you couldn’t measure up to. You insist that I fight with Brian Daniels for an ulterior motive because if that’s the reason for why you fight, then it must be the reason why I do, but the truth is because it’s me returning a favor. Brian fought on my side many years ago when I fought against my greatest rival and almost lost my career in the process and years later I return the favor and save him from losing his. Cerberus is not some make shift team, but a team that went by different names and fought many different people in promotions with different philosophies on why they fought. If you perceive me to be a has-been, then go after me with everything you got, but you will realize why I defeated Lucian Black while you left the second you knew you had nothing against him, why my victory against Dustin Brasch hints at your future and why me getting rid of Drastik means substantially more than your meaningless win against Tyler Parker. You want to gamble, well then fine, but there is no chance, no Achilles' heel for you to take advantage of and no escape, so lose the one thing you do have

abandon all hope.

Re: EAW Promoz! April 11th 2016, 11:41 pm by **Brayden Cruise**

CHAPTER #42 - BATTLEGROUND #5

You know it seems like this match on Battleground is going to be a bigger one then anybody thought it would have been. I mean all four of us have had things to say and it's pretty obvious we're all ready to put on the match of the night. All four of us believe in our minds that when it's all said and done our hands will be raised, but there's only one problem. There can only be one winner and what Chris Elite, Danny Boy and Vic don't realize is that when it's all said and done that man will be me. It doesn't really matter what Chris has to say about how he doesn't think I know what's going on because the truth is I do. He wants to run around and claim that I don't know the concept of Battleground, but what he doesn't realize is if you don't win matches you're not getting any money. If you don't have your hand raised at the end of the match you're just another one of those losers who had an opportunity. Now I don't need to keep saying that I'm a better wrestler then all three of my opponents combined because on Battleground I'll be proving it. When that bell rings I'll be showing the world once again just what I am capable of doing in order to win a match. Battleground will be a night Chris Elite will remember for a very long time because you see Chris has had a lot to say. He's made it quite obvious that he doesn't like the way I talk and frankly don't FUCKING care. Just like you don't care about the fact that you cut promos almost portraying one I did hours earlier. Like I've already said I say and do whatever I want because I can. I back up each and every single thing I say because I am capable of doing so. Chris all you're capable of doing is talk about how I don't know much about anything. One thing I do know is that you don't belong in the same ring as me and on Battleground I'm going to prove it the only way I know how. When it's all said and done you're going to realize that everything you've said means nothing. All the talk about me not knowing the concept of Battleground will mean absolutely nothing. As much as you want to believe everything I'm saying isn't true the fact of the matter is I speak nothing, but the truth. Every single word that comes out of my mouth is the truth and if I say I'm going to do something you can bet your ass I do it. So I'm saying right now that I'm not only going to win my match on Battleground, I'm going to make an impact.

Danny you're a lot like Chris because you have also had a few things to say, but lets face it none of it really means anything. I mean I'm sure each time the EAW universe realizes a Daniel Marshall promo is on the remote is in hand because nobody wants to see something they saw last week. Nobody wants to see some nerd stand beside you and ask you questions each and every single time you cut a promo. If you have something to say Danny then be a man and say it. Don't have somebody ask you the questions that everybody already knows you're going to answer. Lets be honest Danny you're pretty much the underdog coming into our match. You're the guy nobody is expecting to win and you won't disappoint because I wouldn't be surprised if you're the one pinned. Watching you cut a promo makes me realize that you're obviously an amateur to the wrestling world. You seem like somebody who doesn't really know which way they want to go, but on Battleground Daniel you won't have a choice. Like Chris and Vic your only option is failure and that is something that's out of your hands. The outcome was made when the match was set and on Battleground the world is going to see why I am and always have been the best wrestler in the world.

Now Vic, you're a totally different story now aren't you? I mean to actually stand there and say that I'm digging my own grave. Even going as far as saying you'll bring the coffin, but what you don't realize Vic is you'll be the one in it at the end of the night. All the head games you like to play won't make any difference when that bell rings because nothing can change what's already done. You can run around claiming all kinds of things Vic, but what's gonna happen when you realize you failed on everything you said? What's gonna happen when you realize that you're actually the one digging your own grave? I can already see that you've never been in the ring with somebody like me before Vic because if you have. Well lets just say you'd know what guys like me are all about. We don't need to play head games because we prove whatever we need to prove in the squared circle. Guys like me say we're the best in the world because we can back it up. You Vic you're just another one of those guys that the EAW universe wants to see for whatever reason. Every month has a flavor right Vic? You bring that coffin to Battleground Vic and we'll see who's laying in it when it's all over.

Chris I feel like you and I are starting something that may lead into something you don't want it to. It seems like with everything that's been said I think it's pretty safe to say you and I will have a singles match sometime in the near future. That's something I'm already looking forward to because not only will I beat you on that night. I will make an example out of you and truly show who the better man really is. You can get your DJ buddy to try and pretend being me all you want, but in the end the real joke will be you. The fact is you can have all the friends in the world Chris, but none of them will be able to save you on Battleground. You did this to yourself and now you have to live with the consequence which is me walking out of Battleground with my hand raised in the air. It may be the first time you and I are squaring off in EAW, but I know for a fact it won't be the last. The match we're going to put on when that bell rings will be one people will want to see again. It's going to be one that's going to steal the show and the reason for that is the fact that I'm involved in the match. Nobody cares whether Vic is wrestling or not. Nobody really cares about Chris Elite whether he wants to believe it or not and as for Daniel. Well I'm still questioning whether anybody really knows who he is yet. One thing everybody will know on Battleground is who the better man really is. When the smoke clears only one man will be standing and that man will be....

BRAYDEN FUCKING CRUISE

Re: EAW Promoz! April 11th 2016, 11:26 pm by **Angela Salveti**

Battleground Promo

So I am supposed to show up and talk about Eris and even Madison being at ringside? Honestly at this point in my career I don't care I gave some of the best analogies I could against Sheridan and I lost. What is the point of speaking to the minds and masses right now when you were beaten by someone like that? Sheridan wasn't better in anyway but some how she found the means. I've been upset about losses in the back of my head but I don't understand how Sheridan The Bitch beat me. Now I am supposed to be ready to face Eris and maybe be positive about her. The honest truth is that I don't care about Eris nor do I care about Madison. I am tired of these different women thinking they are the gift to wrestling or repeat the same old bullshit every match. I am tired of a division of people thinking they are better than others. But you know what I am going to have to be that way soon now. I am tired of speaking on fair competition because Sheridan beating me was the pushing factor. I don't feel like trying now people want to insinuate well now I will because I don't feel Eris is worth my time you will see the lack of effort, the push factor because I don't give two damn cents about Eris. I find her lacking any real moral character and Madison don't care about people she is probably out here for Eris so you know what I am just some third wheel that they will see. I don't care which bitch steps in my face you won't get much out of me tonight and the reason is simple. I don't care about this match! This is just another match systematically put on for all those in the seats. This match plays no standing in my career. I've shown I can compete since I got here a loss is a loss so what but why should my talent be on display in some simplistic match for the enjoyment of others. I am professionally trained I am not some Bimbo walking around here looking for the next basic boring match tonight. So yeah tonight I will say it Eris will beat me because I DON'T CARE!

The fact remains if this match mattered to me you'd see me putting effort into how I presented my display of self against Eris. You see I've walked a line with this and I've driven myself to the utmost fight against women since my debut and not once have I missed a show. I've been in the ring for better of for worse. Every woman that has competed has boasted about how they deserve better so I guess it is my turn because if you can't beat the herd bitch and moan like one of them. That is the truth of every Vixen on salary because they just want to show everyone whom the baddest bitch in the back is. So when I feel like the match is worth something you will see me try but against Eris? She's been seen I don't care anymore. Good luck Eris I will fight some but this match is yours because the people watching at home I choose tonight for them not to be worth it.

Re: EAW Promoz! April 11th 2016, 10:07 pm by **Nobi**

Wow, I never thought Ashten Cross would put me into a Grand Rampage match qualifier. I guess despite what happened to me last week, he does see something special in me. Well I lost the opportunity to be a Pure Champion because I lost my focus anyway, not because of my green skills, so I guess I didn’t really lose anyway.

That shouldn’t happened again for this week. In fact, this match is a bigger match and bigger opportunity for me to define the new era run by yours truly. I won’t lost my concentrate this time, and I’ll make sure I walk out of the building as a Grand Rampage participant. I have learned from my mistake that losing my focus will get me into a disadvantage situation, so mark my words gentlemen, I’m 100% focused for this ladder match

Now we should address all the competitors for this match shall we? Well here you go:

Dummy No.1: the former Answer World Champion, Interwire Champion, National Extreme Champion, and the King of Elite 2013 winner: Liam Catterson. Liam, I get it out of all the competitors in this match you are the one who have accomplished things in this company, maybe that factor only give you an advantage situation, but perhaps your reputation is blinding your healthy mind. Liam, while it’s true that I’m still young and probably still have a lot to learn, you are looking at the hottest young gun in the Voltage roster. I can tell that you dot know who I am and you’re not aware of my presence, is that correct? When I first arrived here one month ago I never thought I’d face a former World Champion like you really this fast. Well, we are not facing off againts each other in one on one match but isn’t that very impressive in such a very short career, hmm? Liam, I don’t need a miracle to beat someone like you because you are nothing more than just a pompous arrogant fool. I have beaten 2 arrogant jerks like you and you shouldn’t be difference. While you are the biggest name on this ladder match, I’ll make sure you’ll get hit by yours truly. I have no beef againts you whatsoever after all, but you are standing in my way and I’ll make sure to give you a hard time situation when you beg for winning. You have a cute big nose anyway.

Dummy No.2: Lucas Johnson. Lucas, you claim you are the Wrestling Machine, and unlike StarStaan who seems have a problem with your nickname, I actually think that suits you actually. No, not in “you are great wrestler and you are indeed a wrestling machine” way, but more of your hard work and spirit to achieve a success in this company. Your record doesn’t interested me, but your determination does. I actually see something in you in the future that you perhaps are the next big thing on this company. I have a faith in you unlike that jackass Liam there but tough luck is a tough luck, you are no better than me. Despite you technically lost and you technically didn’t last week it seems you had a hard time to beat new competitors like me. While you are still young and still have a bright future in the future you are still too dumb and too naive. But hey, I’m not here to insult you, in fact I love you. The fans love you, but to be the better man for your own sake you have to prove yourself worth. I know your determination will lead you into a great future, your time is definitely up, but it’s my time to shine.

Dummy No.3: Kenny Drake. Kenny, out of all the competitors you are perhaps the one that I can call my thunder buddy. Remember when we went to a Bar in Germany 2 weeks ago? We sure had a lot of fun but alas, pretty much like Lucas Johnson and that big nose Liam Catterson, you are just another rival in this match. Kenny, you are one hell of an athlete and I like that, but instead of just having fun like last week on Voltage you should take this match seriously my friend. Forget your Dr. Pepper, forget your San Fransico Giants, forget your Nikki Khan and Daisuke Kobayashi, you have a lot of challenges in your hands and you are looking at the biggest one: ME! I look at you as a big challenge for myself but the fact and matter is I won’t let you and anybody else get the best of me. Kenny, you can act having fun all you want in the ring if it makes you feel so comfortable and so gung ho, I’ll be having fun myself to prove you that I’m the next poster boy of this company. You can be the no.2 guy when I finally taking over this company, but just like for my plan for the future of this company, I will be a step above you in this match and I will always be better than you.

Dummy No.4: J.D. Damon. J.D. you lost your Pure Champion to Carson Ramsay, just like how I techincally lost to him last week. Carson beat you fair and square in Reckless Wiring though while I had a distraction last week. J.D., I know who you are and I know what you have in the store, but you are pretty much just another arrogant idiotic punk in my book. J.D., for our lost record only to Carson it showed how good I am and how bad you are. Make no mistake J.D., you were a former Pure Champion for nothing, it showed us how good you really are. Well, you are good, but I’m great. You were a good Pure Champion, but I’m a great young gun who shows a lot of promise for this company pal. J.D. I believe you have learned your mistake againts Carson in Reckless Wiring just like me last week, but I am what I am, and what I am is the best. Feel free to ask me that, I’ll show you what I’m capable of in the ring.

And last but not least, dummy No.5: Berretta. Berretta, out of all the competitors in this match, I think it’s no secret that you are the one that I really hate the most. You halted my Voltage debut, then I proposed you a challenge two weeks ago which surprisingly you accepted. I beat your Daniel Marshall fair and square while Christian Locke kick your ass all over in the ring. I thought for once I didn’t need to lay my hand on you because I believed you got your lesson but I guess you can’t accept it huh? While it was my own mistake for losing my focus againts Carson last week, it seems you wanted to get off something out of from your chest. Maybe I’ll come to your locker room next week before this ladder match to ask you “you got a problem with me?” Because while it’s true I will enjoy hitting you the most, I don’t want to lost my focus again. Just wait and see Berretta, be careful what you wish for.

Gentlemen, I’m done for now. My point is, I will go to Grand Rampage pay-per-view as one of the participants and I will win Grand Rampage this year.

And that’s not an insult, THAT is just a fact of life!

Re: EAW Promoz! April 11th 2016, 7:49 pm by **Eclipse Diemos**

Pug imitating a Wolf

“You know, for someone that wants to talk like he has everything figured out, Luke Reign is possibly one of the dumbest individuals I’ve yet to see face to face in EAW. He honestly thinks that I’m not going to give it everything I have to break his jaw in that ring. Does he really expect me to just lay down and let him walk all over me? I wonder if he thinks that I have any fear in my bones for someone that leans on a falsified form of insanity as a crutch? According to a lot of the populace of EAW, I don’t scare them. He thinks he can frighten me? Face paint to look like the Joker doesn’t scare my little brothers and sisters, let alone me. A theme is just music, it only has power if you let it have power. You don’t seem to understand that, you think that whatever you say won’t come back to bite you, and I think that is what makes me hate you. You want to take things that people like me have built up our entire life, and you want to turn it into a fucking joke. See...I don’t care what you think you are going to do bringing in some thugs to take me out. Luke...you don’t threaten me. You’re buddies don’t threaten me. I think you need to learn a lesson, it’s why I targeted you. You persist on trying to show that you are some massive threat, and the only thing you’ve proved is that you don’t have the intelligence to say anything half decent. So here, let me do a checklist of my own, and let you know just who you are going to be facing alright?”

The camera opens up on Eclipse Diemos, kneeling on the ground of the arena as Jocelyn, Oz, and Ophelia stand behind him. The three of them each wear a Kabuki mask of their own; Jocelyn’s almost completely black except around the eyes, which shine silver, Oz’s missing its left eye and decorated in poker suits, and Ophelia's a patchwork mask, arranged with multiple fabrics to appear pulled together like stitched flesh. The three stand behind him, their stance filled with anger as they stare with blank eyes at the camera. Their eyes hold nothing but contempt as Eclipse raises his arms, his head lifting up as he stares up at the sky. He almost sees to have a smile, hidden beneath the anger in his eyes as he breathes out slowly. His eyes dart around rapidly before he lowers his head back down, focusing back towards the camera with a snarl like grin on his face.

“You are facing EAW’s King of Elite. You are facing the man that destroyed the monstrous Psycho Brody. The patriarch of the Sanatorium. The horseman of Pestilence of EAW. Eclipse. Diemos. You don’t get to play pretend here, thinking your darkness is somehow stronger than my own. You think that you can best someone like me, and why do you suppose that? Because you are...as you put it...Loco? Loco? Is that what you think that’s what it takes to beat me? To be a little bit crazy in the head, and then you can outmatch me? You are a disgusting being Luke Reign. A stain in the roster of EAW, and it will be my pleasure to wipe you clean of the entirety of EAW, and I’ll do so with your blood on Battleground. Bring your thugs, I’ll bring my family...let’s see who walks out.”

Re: EAW Promoz! April 11th 2016, 5:53 pm by **My Watch Has Ended**

In the first place, you should’ve sought for allies that did not result in the name Liam Catterson. It’s basically lesson 101 when it comes to me asides from knowing that I don’t care about any single one of these pricks that I refuse to be an object of an alliance. I am a man of isolation and I always look to remain that way. There is not a man alive in this company that will partner alongside me and it isn’t just due to how my lack of faith is apparent but because of the fact that I am not a fan of anyone in this company. It doesn’t matter who you are, what you’ve gained, why you are here or how much you like me, if you expect some form of alliance with me then realistically, that person should not even be in EAW. But now, I am out of Savage’s way and for good because I don’t want to hear him beg once more. If he wants the opportunity to partner with someone, let it be with someone less callous than I am.

Focusing on the now and never the past, I have a challenge on my hands. A heavy amount of men are primed to take their spot in the illustrious Grand Rampage match, a match I made my ‘long-awaited’ return last year. Only then, I came back for the spectacle, expecting elimination on my mind due to the lack of new experience. This time, I will enter that match with the probability that victory will carry me over to the main event of Pain for Pride, a first for my career. I know a lot of people can counter that statistic heavily with my match against that thing called Ventura, but that wasn’t really the main spectacle, was it? I have Kenny Drake, Lucas Johnson, Nobi, Beretta and that cancerous shit stain J.D Damon in my path. None of them will intervene in giving me what I want. Besides, for those who are lazy enough not to google my name, I have a fond attraction to ladder matches, so this has automatically given me the advantage. Another advantage is that this week, Voltage shall travel to Scotland and bearing in mind that I am a British athlete, the North East of England is usually considered the closest region of England to Scotland, so feeling quite at home gives another benefit. I know a lot of men, including those in this match, will be reluctant to deny me a privilege to this match. I am not going to pick you off heavily one by one, but address you all as a whole because there are so many men in this match with one ambition and I won’t be surprised if you all utter the same generic response to me.

None of you men are going to be a barrier. Not because of the fact that my chances have been reduced already but because I am going to be so positive in regarding myself as a winner. It’s pretty cheap for me to speak about certainty over victory as usual because I am expecting some jackass that can’t ever know the feeling of creativity will call me out like the norm but then again, I have expressed how every single person in this company may as well rebrand themselves as sheep. I get it that there are two opportunities in this match we’re all competition in but like the rush to get this match over and done with applies to getting my slot confirmed, over and done with and not caring who else takes the prize. Hell, the most likely scenario is when I do come out during the Grand Rampage, the other man will be eliminated too but we will save that for when my time does arrive. For now, I want to focus on reminding everyone that they are not welcome in talking about beating me because they won’t. I can already hear people talking about the likes of J.D Damon and Kenny Drake basically confirmed candidates to win this match but that is not going to happen because I will break both of your legs before you even get the chance to get your spot confirmed and believe me, getting to Pain for Pride will no longer be a goal to be concerned over. People like Nobi and Lucas don’t have a chance in hell anyways, even without my inclusion for this match because I don’t see them as hopefully individuals that will carry the company into the next generation, they will be purged from this company sooner or later. Heck, if either of them beat the likes of me, it will be only a stroke of miracle if anything but it isn’t like they are going to head onto the Grand Rampage match…I look forward for the younger, less experienced men to speak their minds however because they are unaware over what is about to happen when some of them encounter Liam Catterson for the first time.

Excitement is suddenly becoming a growing feeling for everyone because they all think they have a chance and the key word is think. But none of them except me have a certainty over their chances. It may be somewhat optimistic that I cherish the feeling that it is a certainty but I believe that if I have the slightest moment to think I have a chance; I am most likely to throw it away. However, with certainty, I will always keep this burning fire in my veins that will carry me over to victory and I believe that certainty is strong today, just a day removed from a full week until the decision is final. I don’t need support from followers to keep that feeling alive, I just need to do my thing on Sunday and the rest will be history. I know you men would like to grant yourselves the opportunity to claim victory before the bell has signalled the beginning of the match but as long as I am an active competitor in this match, you can drop the bullshit and just worry about who will get the final spot. As far as I am concerned, it can be any one of you but none of you will defeat me. I will not fall, I will not fall, I will not fall…

Right now, all my competitors are doubting these words that I speak, as if they are spoken straight from a fairy tale, ushering the thoughts that I am acting cute for speaking words that are only impossible but what you idiots fail to understand is I know I am far talented than you all. Yes, at times my track record against some of you have not testified that last sentence but as far as I recall, there has been an occasion against those I have faced where you found some shambolic method to preserve your image and I imagine pulling this off will be far from a walk in the park. Despite your words and even if you do not look at me as a substantial favourite, I have more chance of lasting in the Grand Rampage than you men because I am not looking at an equal field for this match. Half of my competitors can’t fucking wrestle for shit, their green skills are going to slow them down and before they know it, their chances shall be snatched from them, I have a piece of shit who will find some cheap excuse to try and win this in J.D Damon and then someone who is all talk and delivers little action in Drake. This would’ve been the best time to bring your Hexa-Gun pals over to beat the crap out of me…Nevertheless, you are all not going to hinder victory from me. Whatever you guys do after I cement my position in the Grand Rampage match is up to you but I am going to get this done as soon as possible. Anyone who has the balls to challenge that inevitability can get their heads bashed into the ladder because at the end of the day…

I will not fall.

Re: EAW Promoz! April 11th 2016, 5:32 pm by **Spencer Matthews**

The Rise of Spencer Matthews – Chapter 1

13^th October 1996, Sutton Coldfield, England

The scene opens up with a shot of a young child. The child is sat on the floor, it is dressed very sharply for a young child. The child is wearing a chequered sweater vest and also a pair of mustard shorts. The child is pushing a small, wooden train across the floor as a man walks down, presumably his father and crouches down next to him. The man then rustles the child's hair and begins to talk to him.

Father: There you are. My pride and joy, my everything, my beautiful son. I see my son Spencer is enjoying playing with his little train.

The small child, Spencer, carries on playing with his train and smiles at his father. He is evidently very happy and having a lot of fun with his wooden train. He nods at his father and begins to push his train along the ground once again.

Father: I can't wait for you to join the family business and eventually take over, you are going to take the business to new heights and make it even more successful than I have ever been able too. I have two loves in my life. My business and my son. You two coming together will be perfect, it's going to be a dream of mine.

November 15^th 2009, Birmingham, England

“Get inside quick!” a loud scream rang out. Two younger men suddenly rushed inside, almost coughing their lungs up. “They threw a smoke bomb!” one man said, struggling through the sentence due to the coughing. “Let's get those fucking cunts!” the other man screamed aggressively. “Chill out” the third man said calmly. “What do you think we should do, Spencer?”, the man asked inquisitively. “Sit back and bide our time. We are the Zulu Warriors, we are scared of no one and they come to us. All we need to do is sit back and let them come to us. Fighting is far more methodical than flying in all guns blazing, sometimes you just need to sit back and think about things.” said Spencer in a relaxed way.

11^th April 2016, Birmingham, England

The scene shows an empty alleyway, the alleyway is dark and barely anything is visible. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps ring around the local area. The footsteps get closer and closer before coming to a halt. A spotlight then shines down onto the middle of that alleyway, underneath that spotlight is a man. The man stares directly into the camera.

I am Spencer Matthews, 24 years old, heart of a lion and the most vicious motherfucker you will ever meet. Just from that little vignitte that you all saw, you were able to take a glimpse into what my life has been like. You saw how promising it all was and how that all changed as I grew up and made decisions for myself. I always get asked the same questions regarding my past. Why would I throw it all away? Why would I throw away my chance at owning the family business for a life of crime and hooliganism? Is it for the adrenaline? Is it for the independence? Is it for the violence? I'll get it out there pretty quickly, there isn't one simple reason why I do what I do. It isn't black and white, I made my decisions in life and I stick by what I chose. It was my choice to turn to a life of crime and violence, I made that decision and that was the right choice for me. I don't belong in a corporate job. I don't want to wake up at 7am every single day of my life and work tirelessly in an office. I do not follow the orders of any man, not even my own father. There's a reason that I ascended the ranks of the hooligan firm so quickly, I am a born leader. I have all the desirable skills that a leader needs. My men trust me, people buy into my beliefs and follow me as I am born to lead. I am just going to say it. Soon enough, I will run Elite Answers Wrestling. This entire company will be in the palm of my hand and every single member of the EAW roster will quake in their boots when they hear the name Spencer Matthews. Sure, I know what you're all thinking. It's pretty big talk for a man that has never stepped into an EAW ring. It's a very monumental claim for a man who is yet to make his debut. However, I know for a fact that I am more suited to professional wrestling than anyone in the entire world. I have spent my entire life fighting and scrapping to be the man who runs this shit. I have fought such a vast array of men in my time, I am prepared for whatever EAW can throw at me. Huge behemoths with hands the size of a truck? Already beat men like that to a bloody pulp. Small little fighters that will never give up? Already put men like that on the brink of death. I am not here to play any games, I am here to take over.

Re: EAW Promoz! April 11th 2016, 4:29 pm by **Brian Daniels**

It's a never ending tale of the uphill battle that every hardworking elitist has fought --- the blood, the sweat, the tears that they put into this company has become the one aspect that they never cease to leech onto. I know this, because I used to be just like you, Silva. There was a point in my career where I was preaching of this war fought by just a single person; myself. It was a glorious string of events, that lead me to the most pathetic reign as a World Champion that will always be considered a joke. I didn't honestly understand how pestering it was to persistently hear about the trials a person has gone through to reach the point of success. I didn't know how annoying I used to be, until I started opposing men like yourself. You're the typical human being, who looks up to greater beings, and finds them as challenge. Do you enjoy using a victory over a former World Heavyweight Champion as a milestone in your lackluster career? I understand it, trust me --- I really do, it was an emotional event for you. Not that I can say that I remember such an event occurring, but the record books have proven me wrong before. And yet here you stand, relishing in that prideful moment for eternal history. That one moment spawned a whole bunch of empty promises for yourself --- you PROMISED yourself success, glory, fame, and everything else that you've conjured up with that impressive imagination. Where comes the point where you set the line for yourself, to part the differences between reality and fiction? You're borderline living a fantasy that was created in your very mind. You've set yourself up to hope for the best, and when you're eliminated from the Grand Rampage... what happens to those dreams? Everyone has an end goal, or most people do anyway. What's your end goal? Oh, wait, don't tell me... "win a World Championship!" It's the prioritized goal for every elitist that has ever competed within the squared circle, and only a select few have achieved that feat. I've done it twice, Cyclone has done it twice, and who are you to judge us? How many World Championships have you won? Don't misinterpret that for "how many World Championships" do you intend to win, because that's a very arguable debate between whether or not you'll thrive further than the position you find yourself in. You find yourself caught in the everlasting loop of "I'll do it next time," but when the time comes, you end up failing as you did the time before. And then what? You'll end up boasting about victories that you need remind everyone about. Do you know why there's a reason that those words spew from your mouth so often? It's because, you want everyone to remember what you've accomplished, and you have fully realized how forgettable of a competitor. We're your greatest task at hand, and yet this might be the only time you'll ever get to shine on this brand, or even in this company as a whole.

But no, get this... here's something you'll get used to hearing; you're a nobody. And you'll continue to be a nobody, until you've stood on your own. You've tried standing alone before, and it's gotten you little to nowhere. You've stood with a previous group, and where did that get you? It changes nothing, now that you've aligned yourself with a few decent names. They will always be there to outdo you in every way you can think of. Cerberus isn't about to allow you to leech onto another victory, so that in your followup -- you've pestered your opposition to no end, about a petty victory; in which will never come to fruition. You'll succeed, when you need not to remind those of what you have done. But here I go... having to play into the hypocrisy, because JJ Silva needs reminding of who we are. I hate doing this, but... don't you find it ironic that it's easily remembered and mentioned on how successful Cyclone and I have been in this industry? I've dominated the tag team division, we've dominated the singles division, I even carried around the mark of the New Breed, because, that division was as deplorable at your attempt to insult us. You know what makes all of this laughable? Is that you pretend to be intelligent, but forget that skill isn't easily forgotten. We've left a mark behind in this company, we've left an image that will never be forgotten --- and yes, then there is the likes of JJ Silva. How do you intend to make your impact? We've cemented our legacies, you've clearly mistaken greed for accomplished. I was a great champion, I don't need you telling me such a thing. I was the LONGEST reigning World Champion, IN HISTORY. That's symbolism for how marvelous the run was. Why should I care now that it's taken away from me? Do you want me to worry about gaining redemption? Vengeance? I've made an early career out of that, it bores me. I'd rather much move onto interesting things, and you're not one of them, your second rate "take over the company" group isn't one them, I just find you all to lack the trait of being unique. Why don't you try something different for a change, eh? I mean, I don't know how many times a group, a person, or just the spiteful, bitter human beings try to takeover. "Oh, but Omerta is more than that! Omerta is trust, Omerta is family, blah, blah, blah," I've honestly heard enough of it, but it's evident that you feed from the hand, because if you refuse, it slaps you in the face. I mean, where else would you be if Zack Crash didn't utilize the small amount of usefulness in you? You'd find no success in any division, you'd be lingering around --- until there was a moment where you were fed to another beast in this company. What makes it bitter sweet is; you're being fed to the beast as we speak.

Re: EAW Promoz! April 11th 2016, 3:19 pm by **showster26**

Dynasty Promo #2

The Scene opens on the set of "The Last Word with Zackary Cooper", where we find the live crowd applauding both the house bands cover of "Long Tall Sally" as well as the show coming back from break.

Zackary Cooper: "Alright! This week we have a great line up guest coming up, we have Bill Murray, Robert Downy Junior, and performances by DNCE, and Luke Graham being just a few of the stands out to look forward to, so make sure you catch those shows. Now my first guest tonight is one of the biggest names in all of social media, boasting over thirty plus million followers across each outlet. He also one of the biggest starts on the Dynasty brand of Elite Answers Wrestling, ladies and gentlemen please welcome Picture Perfect Mark Michaels!"

The crowd applauds as Michaels (dressed sharply in his black 'Awald/Wins/Heibo3' suit, and cream colored 'Gregory' style dress shirt by Hugo Boss), enters to the band's cover of "Fancy". Michaels is all smiles as he approaches the desk and snaps a quick selfie with Zackary, before taking his seat.

Cooper: "Welcome."

Michaels: "Thanks for having me. It feels like forever since I've been on."

Cooper: "Well you've been really busy haven't you?"

Michaels: "Well yes that is true, but you know I would do this show in a heartbeat Zacky."

The crowd briefly chuckles.

Cooper: "In any case, you recently hit a milestone on one of your social media accounts isn't that right?"

Michaels: "Yes it is, I am now the proud owner of the fastest selfie to earn twenty five million likes on both Instagram, and Twitter."

The audience cheers at the announcement.

Cooper: "Wow that's something, do you think this has anything to do with what your doing with Dynasty?"

Michaels: "Oh I'm sure it's the other way around, I mean the guys who run that place would probably love to get rid of me, but thanks to all of my followers tuning in each week, they have to swallow their pride, and keep me on the Dynasty brand."

Cooper: "Speaking of Dynasty, this Friday you will be wrestling Lucian Black, correct?"

Michaels: "That's right, me and the so called heart and soul of Dynasty."

Cooper: "Well there are some who call him the face of Dynasty."

Michaels: "He's the face of Dyansty? No wonder Dynasty can't get laid."

The audience laughs as the smirk on Michaels' face grows just a bit wider.

Cooper: "Ha ha, now did you have a chance to hear the message that Lucian had for you?"

Michaels: "Wait Lucian, spoke about me?"

Cooper: "Yes he did."

Michaels: "With words and sentences?"

a mild chuckle rises from the audience.

Cooper: "Yes, he had a few of each."

Michaels: "See I'm always shocked whenever Lucian talks, because I always think the only think he can say is (mock oafish voice) DUH, LUCIAN SMASH!"

Cooper: "Like that's how he orders Chinese food right?"

Michaels: (normal voice) "Well I think those are the words he proposed to his wife with."

Cooper: "Lucian smash, will you marry me? Now in all seriousness he sounded pretty focused on this match."

Michaels: "Yeah I heard what he had to say, he said I'm jealous or..."

Cooper: "He said you were envious of him."

Michaels: "Envious? He used a word that has that many syllables?"

Cooper: "Yes he did."

Michaels: I guess he might have a point. For the lack of a better word, I am envious that constantly gets thrown big opportunities like title matches, and even the Grand Rampage poster, while men such as myself are stuck scraping, and clawing for the few scant pieces of air time where we have to blow a bunch of smoke up his Samoan rear end. And he gets those opportunities despite being totally over rated, and having failed at each and every one.

Now does that sound like a man who inspires the rest of the locker room? Or does it sound like the corporate pet getting a treat for rolling over, and playing dead? Lucian has been with EAW for what, Almost a decade? And in that time he has held as many World championships as you have Zack."

Cooper, and the Audience break out with laughter.

Cooper: "Fair enough, but how do you feel about the match itself?"

Michaes: "Me versus Lucian is what you call a win-win, See first I'm going to pin Lucian in the middle of the ring this Friday night, and then in the Grand Rampage match I'm gonna toss his ass right over the top rope, and punch my ticket straight to the main event of Pain For Pride. Lucian better start stepping aside, or else I am going to run over him like I've been running over everyone else who had the misfortune of having to step in the ring with me. I am going to out class that glory stealing, meat headed, sweat hog from bell to bell. I am going to show him that I am the text book example of form, and technique inside a squared circle. After I'm done with Lucian, he'll have no choice but go back to working as a male escort on the streets of San Francisco. This is my time now, and no one, especially not some over hyped, under developed, Mongoloid looking, son of a bitch, going going to be able to do anything about it.

Lucian black is in for a grade-A ass kicking, courtesy of the Twitter Trendsetter, the Instagram Icon, The Hash Tag Hero to millions upon millions of followers from every corner of the globe. Followers who see past the Lucian hype, and recognize that I am the total package of looks, charisma, and in ring skill that is unmatched by any other. That is why those followers have all banded together, to rise me up as their undisputed Social Media Champion. They know that I am the future of professional wrestling. That is why I can call myself the Destiny of Dynasty, and Lucian can't. My followers turn whatever show I'm on, into ratings gold. That's why I'm the Brightest Burning Star that EAW will ever know, and Lucian is not. And most importantly I've learned from history so as not to repeat it. That is why after the dust settles, and the smoke has cleared, I am going to be the man who has his hand raised in victory, while Lucian will once again be exposed as nothing more than a disappointing, under achiever, left staring up at the lights, both this Friday in the Bell Center, and at Grand Rampage. Then, after I have conquered thirty nine of the best that Elite Answers Wrestling has to offer, it will be my face on the FPV posters, My name that is on the top of the marquee, and my waist that will hold the World Heavyweight Championship, and Lucian Black is gonna get a front row seat to Picture THAT!"

The Crowd erupts with wild applause at Michaels' words.

Cooper: "Picture Perfect Mark Michaels ladies and gentlemen! Stay tuned we'll be right back with more on the Last Word."

The camera pulls back, as the band starts up a cover of Billy Joel's "A Matter Of Trust"

WITH THAT THE VIDEO FADES TO BLACK.

Re: EAW Promoz! April 11th 2016, 2:45 pm by Guest

Dynasty Promo #1

Sanatorium’s Sadistic Sister

and for some reason having one good night is enough to define a legacy

When you write me down in history
You will use your bitter, disingenuous lies
You will tread me in the very dirt you spit on
But still, like dust, I'll will rise on up

Does my sassiness really upset you
Why is it that you are plagued with gloom
Because I walk like I've got an oil well
Pumping up in my very own living room

So just like the moons and like the suns
With the certainty of high tides
Just like hopes springing very high
Still I will rise above everything

Did you want to see me broken down
With my bent head and droopy eyes too
My shoulders hunched over and my eyes sheading teardrops
Weakened by my emotional cries

Does my arrogance truly offend you
Don't you take it awfully hard
Because I laugh like I've got a gold mine
Digging it up my very own back yard

Feel free to shoot me with your words
Feel free to cut me with your eyes
Feel free kill me with your hate
Because still, like air, I'll rise above it

Doesn’t my sexiness just upset you
Does it come to you as a surprise
That I dance like I've got a giant diamond
At the meeting of my thighs

Out of the huts of history's ultimate shame
I rise on up
Up from a past that's rooted in nothing but pain
I rise on up over it
I'm like a deep black ocean, leaping and wide
Welling and swelling I bear right into the tide
Leaving behind the nights of terror and fear
I rise up above it
Into a daybreak that's marvelously clear
I rise into it
Bringing the gifts that are from my ancestors
I am the dream and the hope of them
I rise above hate
I rise above fear
I rise above you

Poem by Madison Kaline 2016

“Mediocrity will never do. You are capable of something better.”

Wow, what a time to be mediocre, am I right or am I right? (Madison laughs) So I get the pleasure of teaming with Ms. Mediocre herself, Sheridan Müller, oh boy I get to team with the defending Vixen of the week! So I guess beating random Vixens with less TV time than T-Dog from the walking dead season 2 is a big accomplishment now, I’m so impressed Sher, I really am I mean not everyone can do what you do, it has to be really hard kissing all that ass in one day, to get where you are now right? Let’s get one thing perfectly clear Sher, shall we? I don’t like you; I don’t know why I am even being forced to team with someone like you but one thing is for sure and that is you can expect me not to have your back in our match on Dynasty against Eris and Heart Break Gal, you see Sher, you are just as big as idiot as, the idiots who even write those weekly awards. Let’s be real here for a second, if those idiots actually stuck to the real Vixen of the Week, I would have won the award 100 times by now, but they don’t want to give me that satisfaction, just like EAW didn’t want to give me the satisfaction of winning the Vixen of the Year (Madison laughs) oh no they would much rather give it to Cameron Ella Ava than give it to me, no you see Sher, they would rather fatten up your head by giving you these awards, to make it seem like you are actually good, because EAW just looks for the biggest, most idiotic, mindless neophytes they can find, like yourself, because they know they can control you, they know they can mold you into something you are not. They look at me, and they pass up on me, because they know I will call them out on their bullshit, they know I won’t kiss their ass to achieve my success, you see Sher, everything you are, I can’t stand in a human being, you will do anything to get noticed, you will do anything just to fit in, you are pathetic, you are a waste of human flesh, because for someone who tries that hard, just to fit in, and tries so hard to get noticed, it just goes to show you how self-conscious of how shitty you really are, whether it’s about your talent or your personality you are shitty. You truly sicken me Sher, you can talk about your big Vixens Cup win all day, you were good on one day, you got lucky, and where has that win even got you? You are getting your ass kicked on a Battleground by Rey Shamez on a weekly basis (Madison claps). So impressive Sheridan, so impressive, but like I said, even though I am being forced to team with you, doesn’t mean I’m going to have your back, it doesn’t mean we are friends, and it doesn’t mean a god damn thing. I am going to beat Eris LeCava, and Heart Break Gal, and I will and I can do it with or without, you make no difference at all. So just stand back, try not to get in my way, and watch what a real Vixen does.

Anyway moving on from the mediocre, we go right into the overrated, and that of course is Eris LeCava, you see people, I have a chip on my shoulder when it comes to Eris LeCava, because I know she isn’t better than me, every EAW fan on this earth knows she isn’t better than the Mistress of Death, the only person who actually thinks Eris LeCava is better than Madison Kaline, is Eris LeCava herself, because like Sheridan Müller, Eris LeCava is a person who had one good night against me, and for some reason having one good night is enough to define a legacy. You see Eris, what my family and I did to you on Voltage was just a warning shot, of how dangerous I can be, that was child’s play to what I am capable of doing, I am The Sanatoriums Sadistic Sister for a reason, and that is because I am the most craziest most, sadistic bitch, in all of EAW, I am the killer of the Vixen Killer, and the only reason you are still holding my Vixens Championship is because of the incompetence of that useless former Vixen Killer Tarah Nova. Grand Rampage is coming sooner than you think Eris, and it’s been far too long, but I am finally getting my fair one on one rematch against you. I will not let this opportunity pass me by, at Grand Rampage I will walk away victorious, and I will walk away a two time Vixens Champion. First things are first I suppose and we have a match at Dynasty this week, you get to team with your idol Heart Break Gal, it’s so good to see, that even though Hexa-Gun is broken up and gone, that you two have kept your friendship, oh how much I love a good friendship! (Madison rolls her eyes) So considering Eris LeCava is nothing more than Heart Break Gal’s lackey, I guess we can go ahead and call this Team HBG? Regardless of the team name, I look forward to embarrassing the legend that is HBG; there is nothing more I love then to put a legend in her place. I also love to beat up on lackeys so you’re in luck Eris! All kidding aside, Eris I’m coming for that championship that you had made a mockery of, and as you know Eris, I am not like Cloud Matsuda, I actually have talent, so quit eating them doughnuts, and get to training, because your best is not good enough to beat me. See you at Dynasty Team HBG, and good luck you two are definitely going to need it!

Rest in Peace Eris LeCava 4/30/2016

Re: EAW Promoz! April 11th 2016, 2:24 pm by -

Dynasty Promo

A man who everyone believes is a slave to his faction and does his all to provide instant results to his group but still gains heat from a group of elders.. Somehow, this man fights and fights until he silences the laughter, and destiny presents itself and he takes it without question; he fights harder and harder every week making a fool of all of those who decided to mock him.. And now is on the verge of taking it 5 steps further. I never once felt overwhelmed by the occasion; never feelings weak kneed with extra weight on my shoulders. A true testament to the man I’ve become from where I have started, perhaps it’s the reason why I’m still here, looking to capture that unfamiliar ecstasy, gold lying before me. It took me one year to be in the spot I’m in. It took one year of being constantly pushed aside and seeing people being placed before me. After wars I’ve been through with Y2Impact coming a half of an inch away from taking those tag team championships off of his shoulders and onto mine. Was that with Crash’s hand? No. It all apart of my battle scars -- and it’s made me who I am to this very day. Without those battles, without those heart breaks, I would most likely be somewhere else just ignoring my “itch” to compete. It gave me determination, it taught me resilience; I knew that as long as I kept moving forward, I fought through, kept my mind focused that I someday I would find my way to hit my strides. And now…now I have a shot -- a chance to beat two very credible opponents, on MY platform. It doesn’t matter what you throw at me, what mindgames you try and play, I know and understand my worth; every week this exact speech is recited. Why? It’s the only angle one can take on me. Not about victories, how well I performed, or the future legend who’ve lied before me. The same exact mindset comes to play each week through this dumb narrative from my oppositions.. Be the best damn wrestler alive and make them think more efficiently next time.

It never changes with these veterans does it?

Nearly a year into this company and I’ve had to climbs more steps.. Hike up extra mountains to have any glimpse of a gold mine…

I was a nobody…

378 days.. Where has that gone? In that gap-- I’ve taken future Hall Of Famers down, I made an impact and even made 2 others careers in the same sweep. I’ve fought against the likes of Hexa-gun, I’ve fought against and beat Tig Kelly, I’ve had my face shredded with glass shards, I’ve even been beat in the worst of times. All that, in just one simple year. I wasn’t anybody. I was nothing to every single person here. I didn’t have a history before this; the battles that made me who I am today have been in the same sentences as “Who? I guess he is just okay.” No one gives me a simple look, I had beaten odds and defeated Tyler Parker during his WORLD TITLE reign. Not a damn thing I had done in my career has been even slightly noticed by the people in EAW. Yet Cyclone and Brian want to talk about how I’m in a bad postion? They want to try and say I mean nothing to Omerta and I am a tool? Is this the way of EAW? Or just the masses opinion? I don’t give a damn about Zack Crash’s past! Everything he has done before me is exactly that.. His PAST! A never ending cycle in EAW is nothing last forever.. Not a title reign.. Not a faction.. But a future being molded will one day live from our efforts. Do I expect anything in return from Crash? I do not. I will pave my own future within the future we create for not only this brand, but this company as a whole.

When I watched you claim that World Championship at Midsummer Massacre. It was a low point in my career. I had earlier that night lost to TLA and I KNEW.. One day, I would be able to reach those heights. Although this has not yet been accomplished, it is not to far off from me. You have made some pretty interesting statement towards me.. You’ve easily underestimated which is something I’ve been able to thrive on in my career. You’re a grown man and are fully capable of making your own choices as well as the consequences that follow. You’ve been to the promised land-- I’ve only dreamed of it.. Heh, I guess this is my story. It may serve any meaning to you, but it means something to me. I want the world fully aware of just what they did to the man they see before them to this very day.. And yet they still ponder their thoughts as to why I’m doing the things I'm doing. Back on point here-- I’ve watched your career shine in the lights of this brand and just wondered to myself.. How could this man.. Brian Daniels be a World Heavyweight Champion and walk around as if it’s an ordinary day? That’s a waste of weight on your shoulders. You can sit here and attempt to convince me along with the ENTIRE world that you cared -- but no evidence appears from the shadows. Yes, you were fighting to retain -- but you were fighting for your legacy not the privilege of being champion. You had no ambitions to bring the championship to new heights but instead carry on as a token of where you are in your career. What is a fighting champion if he’s fighting for the wrong reasons? Here is something THE Brian Daniels isn’t use to hearing.. You’re pathetic. You’re a joke to what the face of a brand should be. Am I ready for that? I guess we’ll find out at Pain For Pride 9. Omerta wants to shape and mold this company's future.. We very well may gain some things in return for our hard work -- but nothing is guaranteed in this line of work. I’ll say this one more time so hopefully your simple mind can comprehend this.. I am responsible for MY OWN career, not Crash.. Not Oasis.. Not Brody. JJ Silva. Remember that before you go off and try and utter nonsense about what I will receive in return for my efforts.. What I will receive for my efforts is a future where this company can truly shine in. A future in which you’re no part of.

Dynasty…

I’ve seen what a win a match of this caliber can do for someone’s career. It can be a strong focal point and still people will call it a fluke; as well as motivation. It becomes a big boost in the coming weeks, which it just so happens that Grand Rampage is in that mere timeframe. There comes a point in time where I just know exactly what to expect from this company because nothing ever changes. Elitist make the same allegations.. Cyclone wishes to follow Brian’s suit and try to dig deeper into my mind when I’ve already explained my reasoning. In this day and age elitist are too close to each other to be considered unique. Cyclone has been through it all and even seen the bright and dark points of this company. It’s easy to say he has a monumental chip on his shoulder and that’s why he returned to the Land Of Elite. Brian on the other hand wishes to continue his legacy while even ignoring the fact he was stripped from his World Heavyweight Champion.. Not wishing to regain redemption and move on as Cyclone’s hero…….. Yeah, Brian clearly wasn’t a pathetic champion.

Then there is JJ Silva.

I never need to hide my past because I have no problem admitting to my faults..I don’t need some sort of acceptance of my in-ring ability I will go way past my breaking point to ensure victory . I have no doubt in my mind that I can beat some of EAW’s best, I know exactly where lane is, my chances against you two may not be good on the surface, Do you know why I want to win the Grand Rampage? It means I don’t need to go through pointless obstacles who rate themselves above their means. Sure, that by all means makes me one of the most self-confident people in EAW and easily solidifies me an egotistical maniac but when it comes to something that I DESERVE -- then by all means. I remember not to long ago even Maxwell Dachs was afforded a championship shot.. Are you serious? You think that can possibly justified? Dachs over JJ Silva.. This company has fell to shit and you wonder why Omerta even exists.. Claiming that we are a source of corruption but all we want is the true work horses to noticed and positioned rightfully. THAT can be justified. Lucian Black can stand up and fight -- but everything he’s screaming towards us is just him not knowing how to deal with failure. All his allegations is just him screaming to himself in a mirror and not even realizing it. The same can be said for Cyclone. Cyclone is walking around with Brian not as a friend -- but to try and gain some type of reward he cannot claim on his own. His time is well over as a solo competitor to the point that he could only take on a brittle old knee’d man such as Drastik and realizes just as Y2Impact, mind you, his only remaining chance at success lies in the Tag Team division. I’m only 20 years old.. I have a full career in line for me, easily the most marketable commodity in EAW’s future generation.

I was a very patient man. I worked my ass off for one year.. My patients is over and now i’ve become greedy. So why am I saying this? It doesn’t matter if you’re a proven talent. It doesn’t matter if you’re a former champion of any sort.. It doesn’t matter if you cemented your legacy, rags to riches goodwill story. Nobody carrying a championship will be labeled as a failure. So much to the point where even if I claim gold everyone will still discredit me for a victory. No interference and all and Omerta will still will be credited for my entire success.. This mindset makes about as much sense as Maxwell Dachs main eventing Pain For Pride 9.

Two men stand before me as arguably the biggest challenge of my entire career . Two men who consider themselves the best of the best. If there is any true legitimacy to that statement I’ve yet to find it. Brian longs to try and continue his legacy.. That tells me easily he doesn’t have conviction in that sentiment. Cyclone is just god awful in every aspect.. He can fight but he is nowhere near ring smart. I’m in a high caliber match with two idiots.. Two that can’t even comprehend the most basic of information..

Cyclone, what is this? You return campaign? No please inform me how you think you have any right or knowledge about me as an individual? Now tell me honestly how you can manage to claim any kind of success in the tag team division? Drake and Jones would easily mop the floor with you. No? You don’t believe so? Neither did Y2Impact, look how that ended up. Let me ask you something, what could you possibly expect to accomplish this time around, Cyclone? What makes you think that this time was the time for you to return? Because Brian Daniels is here to bail you out? How about a finally being able to stand against an opposition while catching a breather while Daniels secures a victory for you? It’s beginning to seem more stupid as time goes on.. There is a reason I disrespect you to such a rash degree, Cyclone; you’ve been doing this for a long time to tell tales about the olden days.. But those lectures will only last a hot minute until you step into the ring with Brody and I.. I’m not going to sit back and watch you be placed before me as well; I refuse to turn into you returning to this company after all these years trying to do what I couldn’t back then. You should know better than to treat me as a typical opposition.. I can and will break you, Cyclone. Your stars didn’t align as you left once, and they will not this time. Maybe next year! As the old saying goes, the third time's the charm.

I’m at the point in my career where all the pieces are falling into place.. Not everyone is all that fortunate. This victory. It’s mine. I’m the future of this business whether any of you admit it or not, I’ll carry the weight of this company on my shoulders. Brody and I will beat you two on Dynasty. Nobody will come to your aid this time around. No one to fend off Omerta. No one to share defeat with.. Only two bitter elders who will soon turn to dust.

In Omerta We Trust.

Re: EAW Promoz! April 11th 2016, 2:02 pm by Guest

BATTLEGROUND PROMO #1

-Luke Reign Is Sitting Somewhere In the Arena Backstage Laughing A bit and Checking off things on a supposed Checklist-

Ahh Hello There You must be thinking "What the hell is this all about?" But anywhoos Lets just get into stuff. (Luke Gets up and Looks Towards the Camera) Eclipse Diemos Why in the Bloody Fuck would you Target me? Oh i know Is it the shit I pulled in the feed HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA I kinda liked that Even though im not that crazy but I am a bit loco but leme just get back to the checklist i was doing

New Theme: CHECK!

War Paint: CHECK!

Beat Eclipse Diemos: Not done yet

Ok then since I have to beat You but you have your damn group with you so I guess I gotta bring some of my guys - the camera fades out to a locker room full of thugs who are working for Luke reign- Oh i almost forgot Leme show you my War paint for this monday -Luke Takes off his mask To reveal a Joker Like Facepaint- Oh and Now for the body paint HAHAHHAHA. -Luke Takes off his jacket To reveal A corosive like Body with his bones showing- AHHAHAHA I hope ya Liked it See you very soon diemos

Re: EAW Promoz! April 11th 2016, 12:50 pm by **Azumi Goto**

Character Development Promo

From Commoner to Princess to Queen Part 1

The Camera Starts rolling as nothing but black is in front of the screen

I could remember my life before Wrestling it was a generic life for a fourteen year old girl. It was something out of a shojo manga.

A picture of Azumi as a little kid around the age of 7 with her family on a fishing boat appearing in front of the camera. Her mother dressed in a black jacket with a white t-shirt and black denim bottoms.

My mother thought that wearing leather would make you look young for someone in her age group but her 33 year old mind would remind her that she getting old for leather and denim. My mother worked as a doctor, so at a young age me and my sister learned the importance of a good diet and etc.

transition over to an old handheld camera recording of Azumi blowing her birthday candles with her friends and family all around. Azumi cuts her own, maybe a fifth of the cake but her mother stops her before she finish

Azumi’s mom: (That’s too big, you don’t want to ruin your appetite.)

Azumi whining to her mother about how it won’t matter.

Azumi: (Mom!!!!!)

Azumi’s mother give Azumi a smaller of the cake. Transition back to the family photo and the camera slides to the left to Azumi’s dad. He looked like the average middle class with a messy hair wearing a t-shirt that says “Goto Fishing Business” and wearing a pair of loose blue jeans.

My Dad was the polar opposite of my Mom, being a man of sea and being the fitness junkie, he would have myself and my sister join him during his roadwork during the weekends and his workout were tough. It would start with a jog all around the southeast starting from where I lived. Then we would head to the gym and start weightlifting followed by a lot of basic exercise.

Transition to a slideshow of picture of Azumi at the age of 12 working out with her father while her younger sister Sakuya was trying to catch up to the both of them.

He would say “it was the tough life ahead, as long you had the strength the not even your high school bullies could stop you.” Well he was right I scared the crap out of the high school bullies at my high school. Outside of teaching the most basic workout routine he introduced me to pro wrestling's finest in Okinawa. My Mentor Shen “The Thunder” Yoshida.

Transition to a picture of a 13-year old Azumi with her father and Shen Yoshida.

I remember taking a break from a workout and I went to the next door room and it was Yoshida-Sensei’s wrestling class and this is before the Thunder Wrestling Gym was created. My dad would go on and introduce me to Yoshida-Sensei. And from that moment I started wrestling, It started with setting up the ring and being the young lion of the class then I became the top student in about a year's worth of time.

Transition back to the family photo and this moves downward of the photo wear a younger 7-year old Azumi and her younger 4 year old sister Sakuya. Azumi w

And like every middle class family there has to be a brat/spoiled princess and that’s where my sister fits in. She always got what she wanted, clothes, jewelry, hair style, my manga collection.

An old video of a 18-year old Azumi putting all of her clothes in a suitcase and in comes Sakuya wearing a pink dress.

Sakuya: (Since you’re leaving can I have your Manga collection)

As she says that, Sakuya opens Azumi’s closet and takes out a basket from the top of the closet.

Azumi: (Hands off my bibles Saku.)

But even if she was annoying, she was dedicated and unlike myself when she entered the business as a no experience wrestler who nothing but a bit of charisma going for her and I’m proud.

A video of both the Goto Sisters in the ring celebrating as they both hold there newly won Tag title.

Ring Annoucer: (Your Winners and NEW OPW TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, The GOOOOOTTTTOOO SISTERS)

Transition to a studio wearing Azumi is wearing average clothes.

Azumi: probably the most important moment in my career so far. Thank for tuning to watch this first part and hope you join me for the second part.

Camera Fades to Black

Re: EAW Promoz! April 11th 2016, 12:48 pm by **Mr. DEDEDE**

You know Samurai, Alex, if that is your real name ... I always knew you were different.

When I comprehensively debunk someone's argument, usually their instinct is to repeatedly try to pound home their same red herring laced rhetoric over and over again, and take micro level victories when I don't respond to their tired statements. But you're different, instead when I tear everything you have to say to shreds, you just come up with more. Granted, it achieves nothing, you probably could have cut that last promo video of yours in half and uploaded the second half and you would have said all you needed to say. But I won't knock you for trying, desperately as it may be, to save face for every bit of your poorly pieced together tangent by using fresher, newer red herrings -- like this idea that I cry a sob story by giving you a first hand account on the amount of suffering it takes to get to the level that I'm at in this business, a level that you could only dream of being on -- but it didn't take you too long to get to your own sob story, did it? Didn't take too long to shift the conversation in your direction, did it?

Listen, Alex...... I can wrestle with every utterance of bullshit semantics you sling my way until I'm blue in the face, but I don't even feel the need to do that much. Sometimes you don't need to defend yourself when someone calls you a "whiny, vain fucktard", or when someone accuses you of being low in confidence and self esteem, because I know that's not the truth. I've never been more sure of how great I am in this business, and though I've dabbled with success outside of it (probably before your time, kiddo, I won't even press you over it) nothing had ever mattered more than success inside of this ring. I live my truth, all 100 percent of it, every day. I wear my heart on my sleeve and my emotions are written on my face;I can't hold back what I have to say when I have something to say, and I can't restrain myself when I have a cause. None of your conjured up attacks against me even put a chink on my armor, because I know who I am. I know what I am. That's a God. Maybe not in Hollywood, maybe I couldn't go to the MTV Movie Awards and take home an award in every category. Maybe I'll never win a Pulitzer prize, maybe I'll never win a Nobel Peace Prize, but I'll take being Six-time World Champion as consolation. I'l be more than happy being a Six-time Match of the Year award winner. I may never be a world leader, but I'll be more than happy settling with being the greatest wrestler of all time.

Not -- not just Elitist. That's the terminology they try to shackle me with, by saying "well DEDEDE's great but he's never been great outside of EAW!"

That's the misnomer they try to brand me with so that they can exalt their own preferred idols, who I'm better than. But it's not up for argument or discussion anymore! I'm the best to EVER STEP IN THIS RING. Maybe you might hear an earful of that from me Mex, because I'm your opponent, so I'm going to brag about being the greatest the same way you'll always brag about being the Interwire Champion so long as you have that belt. But I'm not anxious about it, I don't need to go on television and have spirited debates over it. I just prove it in the ring, the same way I'm going to show you first hand in the ring. Had it not been a part of the job requirement, I wouldn't say a word to you. I would hire a manager to talk for me, but it wouldn't be long before desperate people like you who don't have shit on me accuse me of being too afraid to speak for myself. I don't need to prove anything by words, but I enjoy doing it anyway. As frustrating as it's been, I enjoyed talking to you. Even if it can be a headache delving into your Millennial mind and having to sift through all of the bullshit excuses, double standards and entitlement, I'm willing to admit you're cut from a different cloth. First of all you're a creative young man (if you really are young) and I like creativity. I find creativity to be the driving force of life itself. The universe and every facet of it operates through creative expression -- from the creation of life to the creation of concepts, from forming sentences and forming sequences, to conjured control systems like currency and doubloons and sequins... all the way to our sport. To succeed in EAW to the level that I have, you must be a creative mastermind. You have to create opportunities when here are none. When there is "no way", you must find one. Can't find one? Create one.

I'm sure many will try to trivialize what we do into being just cavemen hitting each other with weapons and having money thrown at them, but you know this business is more than that don't you? These walls that separate the Land of Elite from the rest of the outside are transparent, and what exists on the outside world greatly mirrors our own. That's probably what I love most about this place... that in EAW you'll find the equivalent of conmen, thieves, pariahs, false messiah's... eeeevery negative connotation you can ascribe a person or a thing. It all exists here. Heaven and hell exist here. Salvation exists here. False salvation -- an oasis, also exists here. Equally what you'll find more prevalent than anything else in this business, is a meritocracy. And life, make no mistake about it, is intrinsically speaking, a meritocracy. Nothing is owed to you, other than what you earn. Are you born gifted? That's great. Are you born in a wrestling family, with the principles of this business entrenched in you from an early age? That's fantastic. But if you aren't born gifted, if you don't have the support system, if you have to fight to get everything you ever have, then tough shit. That's the way it goes. No one fucking feels sorry for you either way, especially not when you succeed. I could never be a sob story no matter how far I've come from the very start, because I'm a winner. No one feels sorry for winners. They historically feel sorry for and root for losers. I could never expect anyone else to show me even the littlest bit of sympathy, empathy or even in some cases respect. By the fans, I get respect in abundance now more than ever although that can be a fleeting thing and can change on the whim, but from other competitors? From my so-called peers? Respect goes out of the window when you're trying to take everything a man's ever worked for, and allowing you to defeat me would soil EVERYTHING I've worked for. Allowing a man like Ares Vendetta to take my Answers World Championship would leave me with nothing, so I won't allow it. That's why I fight with no remorse, because remorse is akin to recourse for my enemies. Life has no remorse. This blood sport, this sport that people try to minimize as being mindless brutality, is art! It imitates life! It's as real, if not MORE REAL than life!

People will try to judge us while they sit back in their recliners and live their sedentary lives, sedated by their false hopes and dreams that they'll never accomplish; but in this business we put our goddamned LIVES on the line! And whatever happens to us? No one feels sorry. So Alex, with all due respect, if you're expecting me or anybody to feel sorry for what happened to your mother, you came to the wrong place. What happened to her could have happened to anybody, and quite frankly it'd be what the fuck they asked for. You know I can relate to you completely in what you went through because I lost my mother at a young age too. However, not to aggrandize tragedy, but she didn't die doing what she loved. She died as just another one of the masses culled by the dreams they never sought to chase. She died as just another person. What brings meaning to this life we've been thrown into is what we do with it, and the only thing that will ever bring my own mother's legacy any meaning is the fact that her son became the greatest ever. As fleeting as this life is, that's all that matters. This is all that matters! This is my life! THIS is all I truly cared about with the same level of passion as the passion you hear in my fucking voice! THIS PASSION AND THIS HUNGER HASN'T DIED BECAUSE I'VE COME TO ACCEPT WHAT THIS IS! THIS IS HUMAN SACRIFICE, AND I SACRIFICED MY BODY FOR THIS, I SACRIFICED MY MIND FOR THIS, I TRADED IN MY SOUL FOR THIS! I gave EVERYTHING *holds up AWC, slaps hand across the face of the belt* FUCKING EVERYTHING FOR THIS THIS TITLE! THIS SYMBOL OF GLORY! I DON'T HAVE TIME TO THINK ABOUT NOT BEING NUMBER ONE IN THE FUCKING BOX OFFICE!!!!!!! I DON'T GIVE A FUCK!!!!!!!!!!! FOR YOU TO THINK THAT I GIVE A DAMN ABOUT ANYTHING ELSE IS A SLAP IN THE FACE TO PEOPLE WHO ARE PARALYZED FROM THE NECK DOWN FROM THIS SPORT, OR WORSE. IT'S A DISSERVICE TO MY OWN SELF -- I'VE HAD MY LIFE PUT ON THE CHOPPING BLOCK FOR THIS, AND YOU DISMISS IT AS ''VICTIM MENTALITY" BECAUSE I'M NOT PRETENDING MY EAW CAREER WAS SOME WALK IN THE PARK. YOU SAY YOU FIGHT FOR HONOR, SO I HOPE YOU MEAN IT, BECAUSE IF YOU DISRESPECT ME OR YOURSELF IN THAT RING BY FIGHTING WITH ANYTHING LESS THAN 1000 PERCENT, IT'S A SLAP IN THE FACE TO YOUR MOTHER, YOUR FATHER, AND EVERYONE ELSE WHO'S LIVES WERE BROKEN BECAUSE OF THIS!!!! THIS IS REAL LIFE, GOD DAMN IT! THIS ISN'T A FUCKING GAME! IT COULDN'T POSSIBLY GET MORE REAL!!!!

All those who tried climbing the mountain and fell victim to the landslide... you represent them when you're at the top. You hold that weight on your shoulders. It's not just about 45 pounds of gold, it's about running this business as long as I have and being cognizant of all those who saw you and the seat you're in as salvation. The thousands upon thousands who fight to get here, and the very few who even make it in the door -- they see where I sit as a throne. Maybe when my day is done, maybe you'll be next Alex. Maybe you'll be the guy. Maybe you'll be the Ace... but it won't start now. It won't be any time soon. My body belongs to EAW, and as long as I'm physically able to be the best, I will be the best. Until I collapse from the pressure and my bones crush and crumble, I continue to press forward and take every bit of the bad that comes with the good. But if you really are as ambitious as you say you are, and if for once in your life you're actually being genuine with somebody; if this isn't another lie, or a rouse, or a gimmick, then maybe I've finally pin pointed just what makes you different. It's because you stand for something. You fight with a purpose, just like I fight with a purpose. If that's the case, I don't see why one day you couldn't be the measuring stick in this business when I'm gone... I just hope you're prepared for all that comes with it. And make no mistake, the weight I forego will be yours to bear. Heavy is the head that wears the crown, as are the shoulders who carry the weight of the world.

You're gonna carry that weight.

Re: EAW Promoz! April 11th 2016, 11:22 am by **Alexia Valentine**

The lights come up on the screen, and show Alexia Valentine in a pitch black room.

...Well, Grace. For the first time ever I'm stunned? Lost for words...all I can say is I kinda admire you in a way. I was expecting you to try and attack me or something. Alexia starts looking around. I gotta say, my first impression of you was completely wrong. You're different. And I'm willing to give you a chance you deserve..Maybe it's for the best...someone needs to put down this oh so intimidating "Omerta". We've got the potential..we just need to be on the same chapter.

And as for the two of you, JJ and Brody. You may be dominant as a stable, as a faction. And that's where my respect comes from... She rolls her eyes.

Not like I have any for any of you, but you know what I'm getting at. But, without one another you're weak, cowardly and powerless. My first point is to you Brody, you think you're a little ball of destruction, you think you're...crazy? Yeah I disagree. Sure unpredictable, but crazy? That's cute. You need to meet some old friends of mine THEN we will see who's crazy. And JJ...ah JJ, my favourite Omerta member. As said before, there's not much to say about either of you. But as Grace said, you both live off your factions name. Without Omerta, you're nothing, nobodies. We'll see you at battleground.

Alexia blows a kiss to the camera and walks off, the screen fades to black followed by the sound of laughter.

Re: EAW Promoz! April 11th 2016, 10:45 am by **LVCIAN**

Let me tell you something, Mark. I ESTABLISHED myself as the face of Dynasty. The board didn't make me the guy around here. I, on my own merits, made myself THE guy around here. I fought week in and week out against the very best EAW had to offer. Regardless of what the outcome of my encounters were I PROVED that I am the top dog of the Dynasty brand. Maybe you're right and I am the one to blame for Dynasty's death last year. Maybe I am the reason the Dynasty brand including the management, the locker room and even the Dy-hards have gone through so much. What is beyond the shadow of a doubt true, what is an undisputed fact is that I am the one to blame for the Dynasty revolution that would eventually remove Zack Crash out of power, the true killer of the Dynasty brand. I made mistakes, I should have won that match at Pain for Pride even if the odds were stacked against me. But I owned up to my mistakes, I rectified them all and in the end that's what truly matters. That's how I became the heart and soul of Dynasty. Those monikers weren't handed to me on a silver platter, I EARNED them, I FOUGHT for them. You didn't rebuild Dynasty, Mark, we ALL rebuilt Dynasty. You're not the only hard worker in this company. You contributed to the success of Dynasty, yeah - there's no denying that. But we've all contributed in some shape or form, not just you.

I haven't stolen anything from anybody. Everything I have had I have earned. Tell me, Mark, what exactly have you done for this brand that the rest of the locker room hasn't done? It sounds to me like you're envious of me. Envious of the love these people have for me, envious of the success I have generated, envious of who I have become. If that's true I honestly don't get it... I mean, It could have been you... You could have been in my position if only you stepped up when nobody else had the balls to like I did and defied Zack Crash and his regime. A lot of people like to blame me for the death of Dynasty but I wonder, where were they when Crash threatened Dynasty? Where were they when he was terrorizing this company? They were all hiding like little bitches. They were afraid of him. You were afraid of him, Mark. I didn't let anybody down. If anything I inspired a whole locker room of elitists to stand up, to stop being afraid. I have never been given anything, I have never gotten handed anything on a silver platter. I have been working my ass off for nearly seven damn years, Mark. Everything I have? I have EARNED. I wasn't chosen by anybody to represent Dynasty, I decided to represent Dynasty when nobody wanted to, when nobody was man enough to try and stop a tyrant. Like I mentioned before it could have been anybody, but I was the only one willing to do it. I wasn't going to allow Dynasty to die so I fought for Dynasty tooth and nail. I failed, yeah. But I tried. I tried my damned hardest for Dynasty and all of EAW, what did you do?! NOTHING.

You claim you will be the one who finally ends me. The one who makes me want to give up my dream and surrender once and for all. But you're just another boulder obstructing my path to greatness. You're just another challenge, another obstacle for me to overcome. If you honestly want to make it to Grand Rampage you're going to have to destroy me and everything I represent because if you don't, Mark... I will destroy you. I'm done playing around. It's been nearly seven years. I've shed more blood, more sweat and more tears than anybody inside that ring trying to become someone, trying to make it to the top. I've been working so hard for a long, LONG time. I'm not going to lie.. Sometimes I feel like calling it quits. Sometimes I feel like giving up but I search within me. I look for motivation. When the fire that dwells within me is about to go out somehow, some way it just becomes stronger.Regardless what you do or say against me, Mark, I won't give in, I won't allow you to break me. Grand Rampage is just around the corner. We both aspire to make history, we both want to secure our spot in the main event of the greatest show on Earth but only one of us will make it. And that is going to be ME. I'll outlast thirty nine other men to fulfill my destiny and go on to headline Pain for Pride. I'll do anything in my power willingly to make sure my dreams take shape. No matter what it is I'll do it. I've been dreaming about being World Heavyweight Champion ever since I can remember. Everything I have worked so hard for has been for this. I won't let you stop me, Mark. You won't stop me period. I can make it to Grand Rampage, I can headline Pain For Pride and you can bet your ass I WILL. I suggest you prepare yourself to the fullest, Mark, because surviving this battle won't be an easy task for you to accomplish. I have bad intentions. I don't care about honor. Right now, I'm focused on getting what belongs to me. And to get what belongs to me I will do whatever it takes. Grand Rampage could be my final opportunity to do this. I won't allow you or anybody to deprive me of that opportunity, Mark. I don't think you understand how badly I want and need this. It's my dream but it is also my ambition. It is what I need to do to finally prove that I belong here in EAW and at THE top of the food chain. It's my time, Mark. I hope our encounter serves as a reminder to you and to all of EAW that Lucian Black is not to be messed with. Sooner rather than later I will attain my ultimate goal of becoming World Champion and I will reign supreme for years and years to come.

Re: EAW Promoz! April 11th 2016, 10:41 am by **Cailin Dillon**

Dynasty #1

I heard your words a week ago. I heard the speech from you. You had to practically represent your partner because she apparently had nothing to say. And you both came in with threats and promises only to flounder. Now for some reason you stand as the challenger for the Specialist’s Championship. I can already see you standing over there in your underground lair, letting Veena pump you full of whatever it is that’s made you her personal beast, and comprising the plan that you think will let you escape a match with me as a champion. I bet you think you have it all figured out Kyra, knowing exactly how to take me down. But so did Eris LeCava. And so did the Heart Break Gal. And so have all the other challengers for this title. All the uncontrollable anger and rage you will bring to our match will only serve to push me even further. You preach fear and anarchy, but you’re about to enter an environment that you’ve never experienced before. One on one with Cailin Dillon, even with your handler on the outside, is something you simply aren’t prepared for. You might be the big beast, a regular bull in a china cabinet when you hit that ring, but I’ve slayed much bigger beasts than you.

I want you to get a clear picture of how this match will go. You will walk down that ramp, maybe even off leash, and climb in that ring and take off your silly gas mask and then you’ll wait as my music plays and I walk down toward the ring staring you straight in the eyes. And then your handler will be forced to stand on the outside as you fight to raise the status of your little pairing. And there will be endless moments of close calls for you. Veena will be on the outside pulling her hair out as she thinks you’re about to pull off the upset. But I’ll keep getting right back up from everything you dish out. I’ll keep reaching for more and fighting back. And eventually any momentum you can gather will shift. The tide will change and you’ll feel that same fear you mean to instill in all of your opponents creeping up inside of you. Your game plan will be in shambles and you’ll be wondering how this all happened. You were so sure of yourself. You had this won because you had such superior strength and those animal instincts driving you. You see yourself as the predator and me as your prey. But you’ll have your own security forced back on you into insecurity and you will find yourself the hunted. The target on my back that you mean to strike will be missed in all directions. But the target I paint on your mouth with one Eyes of Texas kick will be the last stamp on this whole match. And you will forever be branded as just another challenger who talked a big game, but couldn’t back it up. And I will still be champion. On to the next one.

There might be something unique about the things you wear and say, but there isn’t anything unique about you when it comes to what you’re capable of in that ring. You think your brute strength is the defining factor that sets you apart from so many. But I see it as the thing I will exploit in this match. You see, Kyra, I’m far from the strongest, fastest or most talented Vixen this division has, but I might be the most tenacious and stubborn. I don’t give up and I always fight until my last breath. You can beat me within an inch of my life, make me just drip blood and paint the mat crimson, but I don’t just cling to life — I fight even harder. Ask our own legendary Heart break Gal who went from having all the momentum in the universe to tapping out and watching Hexa-gun crumble underneath her feet. You have your strength and duality, but I’m much more multi-dimensional. I can hit you standing up, submit you on the ground and I can fly from that top rope. I can hit you with a number of maneuvers from out of nowhere and turn the tide of momentum. That’s what has set me apart over the last nine months and it will be what continues to. I became a champion in this company almost against all odds. I beat a brand new champion in her first title defense of a brand new title. The Vixen who originally held this title survived being electrocuted and still hung on. But I took her down, and every single competitor that challenged for it after. Right up the HBG at Reckless Wiring. And now here’s Kyra, the one who often calls herself Silence, throwing her name in the hat as well. This is your chance to come out and shock all of the world and the entire Vixens division. But all I’m expecting is more of what I saw from our match last week. By the time Friday night is over, I just expect more of what your name says — silence.

A lesser Vixen could just sit here proud of herself for getting wins over the Vixens champ and a living legend, but I want more. This is only the beginning. I’ve achieved some things within my first year in EAW, but this is not my plateau. This is just the start of the climb. I have goals and dreams of achieving even bigger things. Instead, I’m here begging you to come to Dynasty prepared to give me all you’ve got. To show me all that brute force and attempt to do your worst. I’m not unbeatable, but sometimes I come damn close to it. You want to be a champion? You want to help spread your fear throughout EAW, this is your chance to actually be taken seriously. You’ve had a few chances to make a mark, and you flailed about and whiffed horribly. Please tell me how this could possibly be any different this time. Let the world know how you mean to take me down. But I will let you know exactly what I mean to do. I’m going to continue slaying any challenger they put in front of me, whether that be beast or Vixen, or even an Elitists that thinks I’m not worth a shit. This won’t be different than the rest. There’s no reason anyone should be afraid of you. You’ve never given anyone a reason to be. Come Friday night, I’ll still be raising that title over my head, and Veena will still be hooking the leash to your collar.

Re: EAW Promoz! April 11th 2016, 9:48 am by **Nobi**

*Nobi is seen in his locker room sitting in a chair after Voltage Show. His trainer, Doni Prasdana a former EAW’s wrestler comes to pay a visit. This is a video record for EAW.Com where both Nobi and Doni Prasdana talking in Indonesian with English subtitles in the video*

Doni Prasdana: Well, you put a good performanced againts Carson Ramsay actually.

Nobi: Shut up, mind your own business. Get lost now.

Doni Prasdana: Woah,take it easy Son. You should at least show some respect for your trainer here.

Nobi: Ok, sorry Sir, but I’m not in a good mood right now. Just go somewhere with your thunder buddy: Dorin.

Doni Prasdana: I have an appoinment with Dorin actually and why are you not in a good mood?

*Nobi gets up from his chair*

Nobi: Didn’t you come to see my match?! Berretta just screwed my title shot! I’m the uncrowned Pure Champion! What the hell is wrong with you?!

Doni Prasdana: A’right buddy, calm down, let me fix your head now.

*Doni Prasdana hits Nobi’s head several times*

Nobi: Hey stop it! STOP IT! You are my trainer and I respect you and all that, but COME ON!

Doni Prasdana: Then you should watch your mouth Son.

Nobi: Ok! Ok! I take back everything I have said, I’m sorry!

Doni Prasdana: Fine then.

*Doni Prasdana stops hitting Nobi’s head*

Doni Prasdana: Do you know why you are not the Pure Champion now?

Nobi: Because....because Berretta distracted me?

Doni Prasdana: Correct. But he’s not the one who should be blamed, you are.

Nobi: Why is that?

Doni Prasdana : *sigh* I have always told you to keep your mind focus 100% in the ring. Didn’t you say it yourself that you won’t allowed respect and anger clouding your mind?

Nobi: Uh....

Doni Prasdana: Guess you'll listen to me now. All Berretta did was just trying to get into your head and guess what? He was succesfull because you are an idiot for letting him get the best of you. But you know what? It doesn’t matter now, I guess you have to resolve your issues againts Berretta once and for all. Forget the Pure Champion, you have to clear up your isssue.

Nobi: You know what? You’re damn right that I was a dummy for letting him playing my mind around. It won’t happened again anytime soon. Berretta will get his lesson for trying to mess with me. I will kick his ass once and for all.

Doni Prasdana: Good, show him what you got, let him know who you are.

Nobi: I will will don’t worry. Berretta, just watch your back now. Watch your back

*Camera fades to black*

Re: EAW Promoz! April 11th 2016, 3:14 am by **Phoenix Winterborn**

"I don't want the damn medic!"

Phoenix pushed himself off of the trainer's table, his nose still sitting at an awkward angle from the brass knuckle shot from Y2Impact in Voltage's main event. The usual smile on his face was replaced by a scowl, as he pushed the trainer away, and headed out into the hall to find a reflective surface. Blood was still leaking from his nose, as he found a shiny piece of metal. As blood continued to come out of his nose, he grabbed both sides of it, and with a sickening crunch, he slammed it back into place. Crimson covered his mouth and chin, as the camera focused on him.

"Tonight...tonight. I didn't get beat by Y2Impact. He KNEW that I was on the verge of pinning him! He knew it!"

Phoenix kicked a box out of the way across the hallway.

"He KNEW that I was on the cusp of re-defining my career here in EAW, and he couldn't take it! So, what does he do?! He BREAKS MY NOSE! He knocks me out with some DAMNED brass knuckles, because I REFUSED TO STAY DOWN! IMPACT! This is NOT over! Not by a long shot! I pray to God I see you in the Grand Rampage, because as soon as I lay eyes on you? I'm paying you back for this!" He points at his nose. "And I'm taking it out of your ass, when I eliminate you from the Grand Rampage. BANK ON IT!"

With a loud sigh, he wipes the blood off of his lips, storming off.

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