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Darkane
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 9:45 pm by Darkane
Pain for Pride VI


I'm fodder Jon McAdams? Coming from somebody who is from Voltage, the ass end of the three male brands. I wouldn't be spewing such inane bullshit. Who are you again? Because I haven't seen you rear your head into this match until recently. Where have you been? To busy being a classy ole chap from England? Stuck sipping wine in your limousine? Dabbing grey poupon on your tongue? You really have no conceivable clue on how I am getting ready for this match so you just assume that I'm solely focused on a "dead musician" when I've clearly woven more words, words that you obviously have chosen to ignore. You need to pay more attention. Put down your glass of wine and step up your game. You talk about eating words yet there's a distinct probability that you will be eating yours. You cast me off as some degenerate yet I rather be a degenerate who is full of will and determination, than a person with class who couldn't care less about this match. Who are you trying to fool here Jon? You need to rewind and look at everything I have said this far and it probably falls into the category of what others have said and that is their personal crusade to win that contract. We all try and sell ourselves, that is the job here. If we didn't, we wouldn't be in EAW. If you're not here to try your absolute damndest, then please, make room for somebody who does.

As for Mark Michaels I don't think Kurt Cobain is worm food, he's fish food considering some of his ashes were spread into a creek. I don't have a piss fetish either, I was just adding that as the cherry on top of your eventual elimination. To watch you drown in urine is probably the most beautiful site other than myself taking a hold of that contract known to mankind. A man who prides himself as a twitter guru, a man who is motivated by a vanity lifestyle and not by the contract, sat weeping in an ocean of piss and inadequacy. You're another weak link in this match along with Johnny Nova. I'll gladly meet you with fists of fire and I don't mind one bit putting you in your place.

Theron, you defeated me once. ONCE and you're acting like I can't do anything to improve myself from that encounter. You act like your victory over me locked me in a fucking rusty cage that I can't escape no matter what I do, no matter how loud I scream into the night. You act like I can't learn from my mistakes or I can't escape this cage in which you threw me into after you were done with me. You had your day in paradise Theron. You proved your worth when it comes to Darkane versus Theron. We may have only fought once, but remember this; I took you to the limit, have I squandered opportunities? I have and it tore me apart, it almost drove me straight into a sanatorium, but it didn't kill me. It takes a man with a lot of gumption to admit my loss to Rex stung to my very core. But Theron, someday you will squander an opportunity because nobody is perfect, that is the cruel reality of life and that day may be at Pain for Pride. It might be your day of reckoning or your day of bitter disappointment. It only takes one man or woman to drop you seamlessly over the top rope. It's not as much of a cakewalk as you make it seem. Theron, I must reiterate that you're owed nothing. The day you will be owed something is if you win that contract but until then you're just another face in the crowd. I've said this before and I'll say it again this match isn't about Darkane versus Theron one on one. This isn't a one on one affair, this is all about the survival of the fittest. I hope that you know that as well as I do, but you keep harping back on a past victory over me. Woohoo! Go Theron! While you keep reciting the same rehashed monologues of defeating me, I'll be well on my path towards that contract leaving you in my shadow. By the way, I thought you didn't make guarantees? Now you go on and make outlandish promises that you have to keep. Otherwise you will look like a complete fucking joke. You added a ton of more weight on your shoulders that you'll have to bear, weight that you might not be able to lift. Especially, given all of the credibility you hold by wielding off those consecutive victories. Theron, we can go back and forth and back and forth until Pain for Pride about who did this, who did what, but the fact remains that it is a clean slate at Pain for Pride, you're ripe for the picking, I'm ripe for the picking. We're all ripe for the fucking picking, but that doesn't mean I'm not going to leave it all out there on the line. You have no choice now to put your streak, your promises and everything you've accomplished on the line and wouldn't it be such a tragedy that this so called overachiever, this feather in your cap won the whole shebang? It wouldn't be a tragedy within my eyes and it wouldn't be a fluke within my heart. I know what I have to do, the kind of destruction that I have to force upon people in order to get that contract. If you're not in it to win it, then you're in the wrong business. But I know you're not like Jon McAdams. Your words usually carry merit Theron. I know you want this contract as much as I do. When it's all said and done and all the dust clears away into thin air, you'll either be the king of the mountain or the broken man who shattered the one promise he decided to spin to the masses. The thing is, nobody likes a liar. So you better have written a check that your ass can cash or it's all over Theron.
Judas Lemuel
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 9:43 pm by Judas Lemuel
Damaged? No. More like resurrected, more like no longer playing into the hands of the higher ups of this company. No one wants to strike fear into your heart, take it as you will, I state the facts of this man and why he is what you see now. Cage isn't fearing nor sweating you either when your claiming to the world that Cage is going to endure something, I say this to let you know Cage enters that ring ready to die rather than lose, that's Cage's way of life Banks. To insist that I am here by the side of Cage to get a check is repulsive, I don't need the money. I was the only person Cage could confide in when his career was falling apart, his life, hell I'm the one that went looking for him when he was on hiatus and found him damaged then, he isn't damaged now. I made him realize that the world was going to find a way to profit off of him and finally he woke up and opened his eyes to see the writing on the wall and realize he has more power in his hands than he ever could fathom. While you state the claim of Mr. DEDEDE and Impact and metaphorically sucking their dicks, I bring them up for the simple fact that you really don't know who you are stepping across the ring from in a mere matter of days due to the FACT that Cage has rubbed elbows with these men, Cage didn't just beat them got the pinfall and walk away. Mr. DEDEDE who is a man revered, took everything from Cage, he's a living breathing scumbag and the war between Cage and Mr. DEDEDE is well documented to where their Unsanctioned Match is the most difficult match in EAW history to watch, and what they did a week later to each other is even more graphic. I say this to let you know no matter the era, Cage can thrive and he swims with sharks because he is a shark, he's a carnivore and he's proven his worth to EAW when he stepped inside the ring with these mavericks of our sport and beat them. Excluding yourself because your a non factor and you've always been a non-factor since coming back, all you've shown is that your a master of stirring shit up, you came back to teach Jaywalker a lesson? That was the master plan behind you getting involved in something that wasn't your business? Since your speaking out of your ass I see your return as you wanting an end. You want someone better to end your career  and I promise you Cage would surely be the hammer to drive the nail home in your coffin, we both know HBB has fully been exposed and he's no longer golden and he's no longer the greatest of all times, he's a disappointing man from an era of spotlight hogging idiots who hang on to past glory, Cage could of hanged on to past glory and come back and belittle himself for your cheers and adulation and respect but no he said to tell with that and would rather let his actions write his story and I'll just preach the message. Which what your return is for, isn't to teach anyone a lesson, you want the spotlight back on you. Hell, I'm sure you didn't expect EAW to survive without you because you live in this world where this is the CM Banks show, starring CM Banks. I'm afraid to say the show is over and canceled and their won't be reruns. Demons, you wanna talk about demons? You have no idea, because you've had it sweet in your entire life, you haven't had to work for shit, Cage on the other hand has worked for everything he's ever gotten in EAW, it took Cage a mighty long time to get here but the fact of the matter is he got to where the fuck he wanted to go and he shoved it in your face, managements face and any nonbeliever. So what's next? You present something new or is it really new because it's the same regurgitated shit everyone has to say to Cage, they bring up his failures, so what, Cage failed big fucking whoop he wasn't able to stay in EAW consistently for a few years, we get it same old shit. 

And what does that say about your team? That a guy like Cage who in your eyes is still in the position he was when you left has been able to hand a “Legend” like HBB a loss in dominant fashion, was going to beat Dubian without Ares help, and what have you shown for me lately Banks? You've been saved by not having to compete for Pain for Pride, they blessed you with extra time to preserve that body of yours because the thrashing to come at Pain for Pride is not going to pretty. You've been setting fires and picking fights and just recently on Showdown you lost a battle and couldn't even save HBB from having his skull crushed, you are outmatched, you are outgunned and from the looks of things your are out-manned which is equivalent to bring a knife to a gun fight and Cage is carrying the AK 47 and he's shooting to kill and hes not like you just shooting to brag that he fucking did it. Admittedly so, Cage has tasted failure and it is a bitter pill to swallow but there's no time for Cage to cry over spilled milk, hell just being reminded of his failure motivates him and drives him be stronger, to strike harder, and refuse to surrender until he has this company by the throat once again. When you say “we” do you mean you, you seem to be a heavy critic of Cage and use “we” when it's really yourself, Cage would have beaten Scott Oasis, the same way Cage would of have beaten Devan Dubian and the same way Cage would kick your ass if you ever want to experience pain, misery and suffering for yourself personally. Men deal with failure differently, failure may have prompt you to not make the same mistakes but failure sure as hell did prompt you to retire right? You are see through, glass, your words are sweet and your feeding these people diabetes. An L is pending but not for Cage. Without being considered one of the greatest in your eyes, the people who pour money into this company recognize Cage as a Legend in the sport, even though Cage doesn't care what these people think, Grand Rampage 2016, Cage returns and it feels like a riot is about to happen and the same thing happens the following year. Cage has his respect, Cage just needs one thing and that's to get back to the top of the mountain. By hook or by crook, Cage was going to get there no matter if it's through Cash in the Vault or the 24/7 Battle Royal, that's how BAD he wants it. That's how much passion he has to hold holy grail in his hands, you don't understand because your head is too far up your ass to realize how selfish this business is. I will say though, Cage did fall victim to himself, but it always himself that picks himself right back up and reassess the situation and makes his next move. Your team is DAMAGED, Cage doesn't need to become anything, he already is the most dangerous man in the world, he already is going into the EAW Hall of Fame, and he already is what I preach, an omen of things to come, if you what you see when you look at Cage is damage and pain and just basically really fucked up then that's the omen of things coming your way. Everyone tries to get into Cage's head because nobody knows what runs through his mind, hell I don't even know what he's going to do most times but I do know for sure Cage is going to make it to Pain for Pride in one piece, Cage is ready for life after Pain for Pride because penance will have been paid for your disrespectful words and Cage will be deadset and hell bent on climbing the mountain all the way to the top. If anything Cage's failures have proven that he is indestructible, the loss of a career, his family, and almost his life couldn't stop him and CM Banks in all his glory surely won't put Cage out of his misery, so I ask you Banks if he's failed so much and he's still here, through everything he's dealt with, what makes you a threat? I'll answer that, nothing makes you a threat. You have nothing but words, bravado, you speak the shit this company feels about Cage so when Cage beats on you he's beating on all of EAW, he's beating on every fan, every talent, management, he's beating them all and at the end of this fucked up and miserable story of the life of Cage he'll be victorious, there is no stopping a man and there is no fear in a man who has nothing to lose.


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Theron Nikolas
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 9:27 pm by Theron Nikolas
No shit, Haruna. You went through the biggest heartbreak your career may have faced two years ago - but, you’re still standing! Thanks for clarifying the fucking point that I've already made; I sincerely appreciate it. Everything that I said to you went directly over your head, and it wasn't because of the obvious language barrier between the two of us, but because of pure fucking stupidity. Haruna may have not won anything for years upon years, but she's going to start at Pain of Pride! That contract is going to change her career! She's finally going to be able to grasp not the things she most certainly deserves! But, when you fail like you always do, there's always going to be an excuse behind why. I told you the reasons for your failure, but like so many others, you refused to listen. You place faith in the same broken fucking pieces that have gotten you absolutely fucking nowhere; hoping wholeheartedly that those same broken pieces are going to fall into place and start working. It's been two years since the name Haruna Sakazaki meant anything to this business. How long is it going to take before you begin to understand the problem at hand? How many times do you have to fall at the feet of the world before you understand that things need to change. There's a reason that Aria Jaxon kicked down the doors of that division and ran straight past you. There's a reason that Cailin Dillon managed to rip away the smallest piece of the success that you managed garner before it had even been given the chance to begin. You’re setting yourself up for failure. You're setting yourself up for the same heartbreak that you've become far too used to. I'm glad that you have some form of hope, Haruna; never allow that hope to fade. Failure, while you may not like it, just like I told Anthony Leonhart - it's the perfect way to find the problem that you're working with. Failure forces you to change, because if you don't - it never leaves. It follows you down every road that you try to travel. You're just like Sheridan for different reasons. You have faith in something that obviously isn't working, and while it may not be German Efficiency, I hope it doesn't take you too much longer to figure out what it is.

More importantly, guys - Lethal Consequences said my name! He really said my name! I must be really fucking special for that to happen! I'm so proud, fuck the Battle Royal and the contract; that has painfully proven that he's a long way over the hill has said my name. I lied last week - I know exactly who you are. I know exactly what you've done. I know everything that you've managed to piss away. You had a career that some would have dreamed of having. You garnered more success in such a short period than most would have in their entire career. You were sitting near the top of the world - and then you went away. If you had never come back, you name would have been one this company would have turned absolutely immortal, but instead you came back and proved that this company had already passed you by. You last venture was a loss to Jacob Senn in a match where he was forced to play by your very own rules, and he beat you so badly that you couldn't answer that five count. You waged war with Diamond Cage - and poof, you were gone again. Surprise, surprise! Lethal Consequences is back again! But, rather than rolling out the red carpet, everyone just shrugged their shoulder and carried on with their night. You've gone from a man that was once revered - to a man who has done nothing more than blow hot air; threats that have fallen on nothing more than deaf ears. But, who cares, right? You're Lethal fucking Consequences! You don't need this company - this company needs you. The man who is undefeated on the lowest brand in the company - against scrubs who hold no talent. Bravo. You and Scott Diamond were no different. You refused to admit to the problem at hand and you've suffered greatly for it. Scott has complete pissed away any form of a legacy that he had built for himself, and you're very well on your way. Could you imagine how it's going to look if you can't manage to win a battle royal consisting of names that you obviously don't take seriously? Seriousness becomes almost non-existent. Legitimacy gets thrown straight out the window. You'll be nothing more than the same kind of scrub you wholeheartedly believe you’re above. But, you have nothing to worry about, do you? There’s absolutely nothing, right?

Right?...

Ah, who cares, you're Lethal fucking Consequences.
Abelard Becker
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 8:57 pm by Abelard Becker
Did I just get a lesson in how to conduct myself by a man who hasn't even made his debut yet?

Now I've truly heard it all.

I made the point earlier, you know maybe I didn't even bring it up. It's been a wild week already, I've left out things that I meant to say, I said things that I later regretted... but anyway, whether I said it or not... I'm going to repeat it because it's something that's most definitely worth repeating. 

Respect isn't a hard concept to grasp, only EAW makes it look difficult. If you as person A are inferior to person B and there are a lot of ways you can be inferior be it tenure and accomplishments which are objective or talent and that is where you need to be true with yourself and swallow your pride just a bit... you show that person respect. It doesn't mean you have to like them, you don't have to take them out for a meal, no one is asking that of you. For the most part it's more of a way of looking out for you. There's a clear and obvious food chain in EAW and when you don't abide by it, when you choose to ignore it and place yourself in a group that you simply don't belong in, amongst other elitists that are clearly better than you are... it only makes you look foolish. That's why I'm still so flabbergasted that Theodore Hilfiger had the gall to tell me I could learn a thing or two from him, is that so.. and what exactly is that Theodore? You're upset that I've focused most of my energy on Sheridan and have completely ignored you until now? You don't think that's a good strategy? Well answer me this, what seems smarter to you? Focusing on what you feel to be one of the bigger and only threats in this match or focusing on everybody, most of whom I won't even cross paths with during the duration of the match? There's a reason I haven't acknowledged a lot of the people who've called out my name, it's because I don't feel they're worth responding to. And had you just dropped my name in your speech to get a few more eyeballs drawn towards it, I wouldn't have given you my attention either... but instead you had to get smart and try to tell me how things work around here. Instead of shutting up and knowing your place not only in this match but in this company, you tried to disrupt the very food chain that I had mentioned earlier by putting you and myself as equals. I've been here seven years, I've seen a lot of stupid things, I've heard a lot of stupid things however you may have just taken the cake when it comes to that. I apologize if it's not as good as Sher's cake, I'm afraid no cake can top hers but I hope you find it suitable.

I guess in the end you got what you wanted after all, I now know the name Theodore Hilfiger, and you know what I'm gonna do now that I know who you are? Ensure that I send a kick your way this weekend, right to the skull.
CM Bank$
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 8:53 pm by CM Bank$
So Judas, all of these things you are saying to me about Cage's background and upbringing as if they are supposed to scare me are only making me pity him. Bragging about being on the brink of death? Bragging about snorting cocaine to make it to the next day? You're proud of that? Your client being a functioning cokehead is something to hang your hat on? This is a sad beaten broken damaged man, who will only endure more of that come Pain for Pride, and you're stringing him along as if he's your personal toy. Does Cage even realize he is being taken advantage of or is his brain too fried from decades of emotional and physical trauma that nothing registers to him anymore? It all makes sense now.. that is why Jaywalker has been able to have him at his finger tips when he very so pleases and have him cooperate at the snap of a finger. It is one thing to be a "silent but deadly" or "actions speak louder than words" type of person.. it's a completely different thing to be a mute as a result of the effects suffered from the misfortunes of your life. And what kind of person does that make you Judas? A man who you call your son being as damaged as he is and you're sitting there bragging about it and enabling him.. I guess money talks though right? You'll represent someone on their last leg as long as that check clears. It's funny how you bring up the likes of Y2Impact and Mr DEDEDE, as if Cage is anywhere near that level. Those two men are transcendent stars, they can adapt to any era strong or weak and still stand out amongst the bunch, right alongside myself.. Cage is far from that status. These two men will warrant a marquee Pain for Pride match up because they attract attention, Cage attracted nothing until Jaywalker threw him a bone. And sure lets say you defeated DEDEDE in a match before, great.. the Warriors lost to the Lakers this season, guess who won the championship and guess who didn't even make the playoffs. When we talk about the greats, we talk about the likes of DEDEDE and Y2Impact, myself, and even StarrStan.. nobody mentions Cage. Cage is a rags to riches story, an inspirational one I might even add as a young man who suffered obstacles he was able to overcome and eventually hold a world championship, but then the story becomes a tragedy as he never was able to overcome the demons inside and he became his own worst enemy. It's funny how you talk about all the highs in Cage's career in my absence but where did it go wrong? He defeated all of these legends, did this that and the third.. and what does he have to show for it? Sure he is going into the Hall of Fame.. only took him 7 years, but why isn't he holding any championships? Why is he an afterthought? We all know he would not have been able to overcome Scott Oasis to win the CITV qualifier but for arguments sake lets say that he did.. what does that show me? It shows me that you are in the very same position you were in when I left this company five years ago. And for a person who became a Hall of Famer in my absence, reverting back to a status you were in during a time in your career that can be considered a low point, says a lot about your status in EAW right now in 2017. I'll tell you where it went wrong with Cage, he has never been surrounded with men who have his best interest, otherwise he wouldn't be teaming up with a man who considers him a mongrel. That responsibility falls back to you Judas. Where was all of this confident loud mouth delusional rambling when Cage needed it the most? You know like.. last year when Cage was in the World Heavyweight Championship scene and miserably failed.. thus prompting him to completely disappear before returning at the Grand Rampage and failing there as well. Failure has been a constant theme in your career Cage, not just as a rookie.. but as a seasoned veteran in 2017. At least as a rookie you had the drive to continue to improve and work your way up, but now? You're an inconsistent unreliable failure. You had one taste of success and that was enough for you to be satisfied and that's what separates us. I had one taste of success at the top and I never wanted to come down, when I was eventually knocked off the top I climbed right back up and became successful again and again. Failure motivates me to not make the same mistakes and make up for the ones that I did make, failure prompts you to take your ball and go home.. and that is why regardless of your Hall of Fame status you will never truly be considered one of the greatest. It's going to be the same story after Pain for Pride after my team defeats yours.. will you prove me wrong Cage? Will you use the pending L as motivation to get your career back on track and become the man your manager has been bragging about? The man who once defeated Mr DEDEDE and StarrStan? Or will you fade back into obscurity because you are too overwhelmed with the level of competition people are expecting you to keep up with. But then again, you should be hoping you even make it out of Pain for Pride in one piece, let alone making it out with anything else in mind. I hope you're ready for life after Pain for Pride though, it's definitely going to break you.. but will it make you?
Theron Nikolas
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 7:40 pm by Theron Nikolas
It seems like I've struck a nerve. I'm not surprised, seeing that when you're forced to defend something which has become so fickle and that you take so much pride in - you're blinded by the stubbornness that there isn't a problem and that everything is still fine. I can't take away from the things that you managed to accomplish throughout your time competing in a lesser division, Sheridan, but I can sink my teeth into the little you've managed to achieve since you believed it was in your best interest to leave it. You can act like you're still making strides when you're standing completely stagnant. You've been learning from the situations that you've been in throughout your time on Dynasty, but you've done nothing with the knowledge. There are no problems with Sheridan Muller. German Efficiency still holds the same value that it once did. Shut up, Theron, you don't know anything. You see, I brought up the Heart Break Gal, not because I was a fan, but because she was the perfect example for a woman standing in your position. You immediately ran to the fact that you managed to take that Vixen’s World Championship away from her - we'll forget about the fact that she was physically exhausted after a tables match with Haruna Sakazaki, or the fact that I think you never once successfully defended the championship. I told you that HBG was the perfect example of adaptability. Whether she was fighting in the position that you were in or the position that you're in now - she always took it in her stride. She never stumbled. She never stalled. She never stopped putting on foot in front of the other. I had to tell this to Anthony Leonhart and I was hoping that you would be smart enough to understand it, but unfortunately I was wrong. You take so much pride in that German Efficiency; it's the main thing that brought you to the dance - but, you're trying to finish a different puzzle with the same old pieces. You're so stubborn that you refuse to see a problem. There's nothing wrong, some things just take time? That's the idea, right? So, this time next year when you're still no further ahead in the company; counting the weeks passing you by, if you’re still in this company to begin with - what's the excuse going to be then? Will you still be trying to move with the same morals, or will you finally fix those broken pieces of the machine that is Sheridan Muller and finally take a step forward in a division that she's so desperate to conquer? Truthfully, I couldn't care less about the decision that you make; it's nothing more than a little food for thought.

But, ladies and gentlemen! You heard it from Darkane’s mouth! Darkane is going to be a mountain that I'm going to struggle to climb - even though I've already done it. Rex McAllister would have beaten my ass - even though he was the man running off with his tail tucked between his legs to first chance he had to stand toe to toe with the biggest threat his championship reign was ever going to face. I understand that you're a man that's in the position where he's forced to clutch at straws, but for the love of god, stop grabbing at all of the short ones. I get it; when you're a man that’s in the position that you're in, you need to do everything that you possibly can to try and create even the slightest form of credibility. Underwhelming performances; squandered opportunities - the story of Darkane’s career, ladies and gentlemen! You're try so hard to make yourself to be more than you really are, but use words that hold absolutely no merit. You call yourself a mountain that I'm going to struggle to climb come Pain for Pride, but I beg to differ. Do you remember what you said to me leading into Reasonable Doubt? You adamantly said that you were going to beat me down and skullfuck me, and you were gone before I even realised you were there. You professed that you were the person that would finally put Theron Nikolas down, and I walked into your world and conquered it. But, I'm meant to take you seriously now, Darkane? I don't want the world handed on a silver platter; I just simply want the things that I'm owed at this point, and if constantly being forced to hear that boils your blood - I don't give a fuck in the slightest. There is one constant that will happen at Pain for Pride, and will continue to happen while we still breath the same air. Theron Nikolas beata Darkane. Theron Nikolas will always beat Darkane. So, you can go off and cry in the shadows about how I constantly repeat the same message. You can cry about how all you did was simply answer an open challenge. Go off and do everything that's going to make you sleep better at night, because nothing will bring you close to that contract. That isn't a threat, that's I promise I wholeheartedly intend to keep.
Judas Lemuel
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 7:33 pm by Judas Lemuel
“Silence is a true friend who never betrays.” - Confucius 

It has been an occurring question, why doesn't Cage speak? Why doesn't he use that colorful language were all use to hearing from him?

Cage says more with a look than he has ever said with his words. Cage says more with his actions than the going back and forth that you guys like to do, Cage doesn't speak because he doesn't have to. I'm basically preaching the law of Cage, and he enforces that law every time he steps in the ring and has to deliver another lamb to slaughter! A hungry CM Banks is something I've noticed recently, the fire is there, the intensity, I see it now and your a man looking to make a statement outside of your words but I'm afraid your words is going to be the catalyst of your downfall because your talking bullshit. Cage doesn't hide behind anyone, if anything I'm the voice of reason, the only voice of reason Cage tends to listen to. A man like you has probably never been on the brink of death but Cage surely has and that experience has turned him into something the world thought was something you use to scare children who are out of line. A monster, I will say you were right when you said when you were carrying EAW to great heights, Cage was just a small fish in the ocean, he was a spoke on the wheel. Even if he decided to leave and join the smaller promotions this company was still going to thrive, but you are a disrespectful little tapeworm for your claims of the only reason Cage succeeded in EAW was because EAW was in a “Weaker era”, so I guess you can say the only reason Impact became champion again and further cemented his legacy was because EAW was weaker? Or the reason Mr. DEDEDE can afford to get himself a god contract around here is because EAW was in this weaker era? That's bullshit, when you left EAW times were changing, EAW didn't get weaker, Cage just got stronger and no one expected the “hopeless untalented rookie” to rise to the top which he did. That just goes to show you that this company and you sure as hell don't know shit about talent, you support flavors of the month, I bet this company expected a Moonlight Predator or a Colin Kaline to be the faces of EAW after you departed but they flopped and busted while Cage was here fighting tooth and nail to the death proving that he is better than them all who was put ahead of him. 

Hell, Cage even went toe to toe with Mr. DEDEDE himself and beat the shit out of him, gave him the worse beatings he's ever taken in his entire life, Cage even took on Jaywalker in HIS match an Ultimate Submission Match and tapped him out, Cage on the very same stage you guys will do battle on took on Starr Stan in his type of environment, Elite Rules and beat the pure wrestling machine in his own game. If anything Cage has shown over the years he can adapt rather than perish and he's done it against the best this game has to offer so your claims of a weaker EAW is ignorant because Cage was swimming with the great whites of this company and surviving against them at that. You use that claim of a weaker EAW as a  last resort for you to come up with another crutch as to why Cage ascended in your absence.  Had you not come back, Cage would be in Cash in the Vault because HBB would not get in Cage's way and Cage would of exposed Scott Oasis, just like Lockdown in the Sovereigns of Supreme when he needed Cage and begged for Cage to team with him so he can keep his title, Ares made it clear it was his idea to approach Cage, they needed Cage. Cage didn't want nor needed to partake in this war, and he didn't need to be tag team champion for a short tenure with Lockdown, they needed him and he did Lockdown a favor and he's going to do Ares and Jaywalker a favor at Pain for Pride by partaking in this war and ensuring that victory is won for his side.  Talk of Cage joining Scott Diamond as one of your victims is something Cage doesn't laugh at but I bet he finds it hilarious because Scott Diamond is also a victim of Cage! Cage has had to live every single day of his life with someone telling him what his purpose in life is, and now your joining the fray telling Cage he is a servant of Jaywalker? Cage has more than one purpose and it is to shut people like you up, it is to get back to being the kingpin of EAW and this is a roadblock in Cage's way and like HBB, like anyone else who has gotten in Cage's way since Grand Rampage he'll run them down. You will find out your purpose and you will find out that as much as your fire burns and you have this passion to show that you can still hang in the ring, it is no match for the violent and angry storm that is approaching Pain for Pride in the form of Cage, you will find out what I already know and that is this version of Cage is the most violent and vicious and most dangerous man in the world, he's seen any and every kind of war to where Cage is willing to participate and willing to take all you have to give because when Cage delivers his best shot times up, the CM Banks story will come to an end and this time it won't be on your own terms. Cage will play judge, jury and executioner and there is nothing you can do about that.
Sheri-dun
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 7:07 pm by Sheri-dun
Pain For Pride 06

'' I roll my head upon my shoulders, allow my tongue to slither against my bottom lip, arch my back and exhale a sigh of relief, before commanding upon the same process once more. Theodore, I'm not going to pretend I know you, I cannot really sit here and declare statements of absolute, when you've been within this company for less than a month. Considering it now, it's somewhat amusing how this event is built, promoted and hyped as something prestigious, as something iconic, yet you've been here two weeks and you're allowed to dance into the spotlight, and share a ring with individuals who have been here for years. Scott Diamond is correct in his thoughts that I am a threat, I'm the biggest threat in this match, and I'll validate such when I roll betwixt the bottom rope, after having my hand raised and being announced as the vanquisher of the spectacle, and the winner of the Battle Royal. I could well and easily just state I am brilliant and move on, but I like to add a little substance to what I say, which already separates me from the majority of people who lecture me about how they're better than me, and their futures are filled with bright lights and applause, whilst I'll be a nobody, a forgotten name, essentially a ghost. I really dislike when people state something and move on, they fail to rationalise their points, they believe they're the best thing to ever touch Elite Answers Wrestling, juxtaposed to when questions of intrigue are pronounced forward, their exclaims and bursts of energetic joy accelerate into a deafening silence. I'll tell you why I am a threat, for I am not just another name filling up the ring, I am not just a pretty face who'll be tossed over the top rope quicker than she entered just beneath it. I'm Sheridan, fucking, Müller. My surname holds high value within the mixed martial arts world. Both my brothers are world champions for their respective divisions, and I have trained, competed, and remain undefeated, within mixed martial arts. I'm a revolutionist, and I don't just state that to add stuffing to my resume, when I arrived in this promotion the females who are now going to steal the show, they didn't even have a brand. They were literally dragged from one night to another, without direction, almost like little sheep being rammed into the slaughterhouse. Sheridan Müller changed that, she built German Efficiency as a superpower, enhanced and augmented this mindset that females cannot do it, and changed it into the complete, abstract opposite. I won the Vixens Cup within seventy days of arriving here, I thrashed bitches around the ring and broke arms of those considered legends. Your current Women's World Champion, Cameron Ella Ava, she has never beaten me in one on one competition. I illustrated a blueprint, professed German Efficiency as the future, practically established Empire by myself, and carried people who lacked stamina, who lacked drive, who lacked initiative, into peak efficiency, into unrivalled heights. In my first year with this company, I did what the legends you praise could not do in eight. As a matter of fact, because of me Kendra Shamez is unheard of in the modern day. I've retired Madison Kaline twice, I forced Cailin Dillon to turn her back, denounce her morals and eradicate her Texan charm purely to even have the chance to beat me, and she only won through nefarious, cheating ways. German Efficiency, it's not just a catchphrase, it's a lifestyle, I wake up without hitting the snooze button three or four times, and ten minutes after I have brushed my teeth, I am in the gym, training, following a strict regime the majority of these apparent athletes would have cardiac arrests even reading about. My wrestling prowess is unrivalled, my technical ability praised across the globe, from every word which drips from my tongue, to every claim which I later on validate, the sentences I state and the actions I take, they're done through elite, honed efficiency. I am the future of Elite Answers Wrestling, when I am finished with this industry, my name shall arrive besotted along with the likes of Albert Einstein, Michael Schumacher, Katarina Witt, as an all time great, a German great. The fact alone you can walk into this match, literally having wrestled once match prior to this event, that's a real kick in the stomach, it should not be that easy, it's obvious that management just dump whoever they wish into this bout, there's little thought for efficiency, and it wouldn't surprise me if the entire spectacle was one big mess. I'm not overconfident, I'm superior, the emotions that are drilled into the foundations of this match, I care ever so little for. It's not about the event, it's not about making moments, I will have little consideration for the others in this match, and with every name announced as a failure, with every hit of a suplex before I drag their concussed, inefficient bodies over the top rope, it will hit you, it will be drilled into you. Sheridan Müller is not here to take part, Sheridan Müller is here to claim victory, let's not worry about the past, I've been extremely open to the fact my run on Dynasty has been anticlimactic to say the least, let's concentrate on the future, the pure, efficient future which shall be ignited and constructed, all based off the foundations I make for the superior lifestyle, German Efficiency, by outlasting and outmanoeuvring each and every other individual who speaks as if they're champions, only to fall out of the picture quicker than their descent to the cold, wasteland beneath the ring. Elite Answers Wrestling is in need of liberation, I transmuted and engineered the perception of females within this industry, and I cannot wait to eradicate this spectacle weighing down superior athletes such as myself, sparking the second mark of German Efficiency, which shall inaugurate as I withstand the pressures of this Battle Royal, and vanquish the discernment that Sheridan Müller is finished in American sports. ''
Jacob Senn
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 6:53 pm by Jacob Senn
Once again, the time has come for me to return onto the grandest stage in this company. The event that has been known as the most important event in the history of this place… Pain for Pride. This occasion has been created to celebrate the decade that this mountain has stood tall, proud in its awe-inspiring majesty, and to aspire to continue into the next decade of excellence for it to continue to stand as the premier promotion. I have been left with a simple question that I need to must find an answer to: how should honor this night that every person around the world that looks to this profession in adoration will be watching closely?

Simple. I will close the decade of Mr. DEDEDE being the perennial face and pillar of EAW and introduce the world to my vision for the next decade in this sport!

However, most of you find that to be inconceivable! All of you must be asking if I know who it is that I’m facing at Pain for Pride X and rest assured, I do know exactly who that man is. This is a man that has built the foundation that everyone going into Pain for Pride X takes for granted, has withstood the test of time that has taken away his peers that have departed and taken hiatuses, and has been showered with championship gold in reward for his loyalty unto EAW and the worship of the audience that he performs for to the point where he could do no wrong to this industry. You could say they worship him almost as the god that he hopes to believe that he is, but I’m here to prove that he’s just a man. He’s a human man that stands in that ring to fight and just like any other mortal man in this world, I will reveal him to be just that and shatter the false visage that the audience has fallen under, delivering my punishment onto them. For he wants to preach to me about fables and tales, yet he delivers one as a metaphor for what he shall do to me at Pain for Pride X. He expresses this notion of me being a charlatan, a man that will stand here and lie to everyone that will listen to me, but what does that make him as the mortal man that would profess himself to be god almighty? We’ve created these personas to be able to create this perception of intimidation and excellence to allow people to believe in that more than the actual person that it represents, but for you? The personas that you’ve created have seen to become more of the person than the actual person that has taken them on. You live inside of the creation of Mr. DEDEDE, The Gawd, and deliver your sermons about how there’s no rival your claim as the best to ever step foot inside of a ring in EAW. However, when the tables finally are turned against to where someone does leave you in a defeated and humiliated figure, broken through the punishment of this business and whoever has been brave enough to stand against you and prevail, you transform into a being that all men should shiver and tremble at in Methuselah! THE MONSTER! THE BEAST THAT HAS BEEN AWOKEN INSIDE OF THE AGING CAGE THAT HAS KEPT IT TRAPPED WITHIN! You will be allowed to rampage through the roster, devouring people one-by-one to feed the ego that was shattered to awaken him, only to revert back into The Gawd whenever that ego has been restored. These are what people worship when they hear the name of Mr. DEDEDE, the false idols that he has produced for this company and allowed him to carry this company on his shoulders for the past decade, and what has brought such a level of intimidation to a man when he attempts to challenge him in the ring ESPECIALLY AT PAIN FOR PRIDE that has been unequaled in presence. Many men would look at this challenge and be forced to swallow their pride, pay tribute to the man that they stare across the ring from, and revere him for the man that he has been for this industry. However, that doesn’t hold true for me.

I’m not intimidated by you, I don’t shiver at the thought at your name being placed beside mine, and this battle between us has just made me lose what little amount of respect I did have for you.

For I’m about to trigger a large amount of the community here and I don’t care about the backlash that will come for what I’m about to tell you, but I don’t believe the high praise that follows you into this match. All that I’ve been exposed to from your words in the simple truths, that I’ll tell everyone in this business without any need of revelation to be made from you, as it has been that way since I’ve entered this company. I’ve always looked out for Jacob Senn at the end of the night, as that’s the only person that I’m truly responsible for in this world. I’ve told the world that I’m not about putting smiles on the faces of the audience, leaving them at the end of the night entertained and electrified, but it’s about the pride and work that I’ve put into this place that I take enjoyment in. Sure, I could have been another face in the crowd and have been content with a meager living of mediocrity and insignificance, but I’m a person too proud to be able to stand away from what a business such as this has to offer onto me. The wealth that is poured onto you for the success that you’re able to attain, the value of being able to be noticed for the extraordinary talent that you possess, to be able to be proud of what you do and the work you’re able to accomplish, and finally to be able to be rewarded with the championship at the end of the night to be recognized for all the above is what has motivated and driven me to be the icon that Dynasty has on its brand today. You can call it bullshit, believe that this is all that grandiose facade that you believe that I’m pulling over your head, but this is all the reality of the man that stands against you at Pain for Pride X! I might have more selfish reasons for why I do what I do in this ring BUT IT DOESN’T QUELL OR DOUSE THE PASSION THAT I HAVE FOR THIS INDUSTRY! THE PASSION TO BE KNOWN AS THE BEST DAMN ELITIST TO SIGN THEIR NAME TO A CONTRACT HERE, THE PASSION TO BE CONSIDERED ONE OF THE GREATEST NAMES IN THE HISTORY OF THIS COMPANY, THAT’S WHAT’S ALLOWED ME TO CARRY THE BANNER OF DYNASTY WHEN ALL THE OTHERS THAT YOU PRAISE WANT TO TAKE THE HIATUSES WHEN THINGS DON’T TURN OUT THEIR WAY! Xavier Williams, Tyler Parker, Dark Demon, Prince of Phenomenal, Scott Diamond, Lethal Consequences, and the biggest and most egregious of the list of names that have left EAW to on their own terms because it wasn’t important enough for them to represent this company: CM Banks. I know that this match isn’t about him, and quite honestly it isn’t even about the EAW Interwire Championship that you’re defending in this match, but it shows quite a bit about your character that he’s the chosen prodigy of a man that has been revered like yourself. Most of those names that I’ve mentioned have returned, if it's just for one more spotlight at Pain for Pride under its tenth iteration, but this man was different from them all. A man that has represented this company as a founder, represented as the best that this place has to offer and do you know what I see when I see CM Banks, flaunting around here like he continues to own the damn place and you’re just kissing his boots in preparation for the fellatio that he’s about to receive from you about how awesome he is? I see a man that’s over-the-hill, a man that has never embodied the excellence that this company DEMANDS in the current state that we are in, and someone that wouldn’t last in the main event scene of today’s era. It’s blatant disrespect for the people, mostly my name, to see you grovel at his feet because of accomplishment that have been handed to him because of his position as a founder here! Disgusting to have to be forced to watch someone who’s supposed to be a god worship another man who, in all aspects, beneath both of us! Part of me is ashamed to even be in the same room as you for it, because that’s what has been the driving force behind this entire thing and why you share such a bond with him, because you’re both a dose of nostalgia for everyone to take in at the end of the night.

Instead of the people that have been delivering and being the hardest-working talents on the roster, especially when it comes to an event such as Pain for Pride, it’s always the men that are able to tug at the heartstrings of the audience with their nostalgia that end up with their hands raised at the end of the night. This will probably chalk up to people of your pedigree as being from a generation that bred winners and champions, but I find that false. You take Prince of Phenomenal, Scott Diamond, Regulator, Lethal Consequences, Hurricane Hawk and any other of these Hall of Famers that have returned in recent years, okay? You tell me what they’ve done in the last few years that considers them to be those winners and champions that ruled this business years ago? Tell me what accomplishments and achievements have the great founders in MaK and CM Banks done for this business in the last half-decade from their own hands? I’ll answer that with the one truthful answer that cannot be refuted by your mockery or disrespect: NOTHING! NONE OF THESE MEN HAVE DONE ANYTHING OF MERIT OR VALUE IN THIS BUSINESS AND CONTINUE TO RETURN TO STRIKE THE NOSTALGIA OF THE AUDIENCE FOR THEIR OWN PERSONAL BENEFIT! The same thing that you continue to do at each Pain for Pride at the expense of the newest generation that has been known to exceed you at the given time, but you continue to live in denial through the personas that you’ve created for yourself. A god unmatched by the mortal men that surround him as he sits on the throne of immortality, a monster that can only be freed through the ego-death that the god experiences to be a harbinger for his resurrection, all shields to hide the fact that the age of Mr. DEDEDE is about to come to a close. The time of the nostalgia that has been dominant over EAW long enough and Pain for Pride X, it will mark its curtain call. I made mention of it earlier and didn’t get to chance to elaborate upon it, but let me strike the iron while it’s hot. You delivered this parable derived from one of the biggest fantasies told to man and has made fools out of us since its creation: The Bible. You told this tale about how this would not be my “Jacob’s Ladder”, a cute little dig into one of my offensive maneuvers, and the events of Penuel how it will end up the way that the Biblical Jacob’s outcome became. However, it makes me wonder if you actually read the story of Jacob wrestling the angel because the result might not derive the same context in which you meant this to be taken. For Jacob did endure torture to the utmost degree, being struck in the hollow of his thigh from the angel from some accounts and others stating the angel twisted him by his hip, but Jacob didn’t give in. He fought and he wrestled with the angel throughout the night until the sun rose over the horizon, with the angel finally brought to ask him to release due to dawn breaking, but Jacob wouldn’t release him until he was blessed by the angel. The angel finally asked him his name and he responded with Jacob, leaving the angel to respond with this, “Your name is Jacob no more. Instead, it will be Israel, for you have wrestled with God and man, and you have won.”

I agree that Pain for Pride X will be the Penuel of my career, Mr. DEDEDE. I will endure torture of a physical and mental scale that will be inflicted onto me from you. I might be dealt with injury that will prove to be irreversible and I will be forced to cope with for the rest of my life, but I will not relent until I have been blessed. I won’t walk away or give into the destruction that will be forced upon me by your hand because I shall have the throne of immortality that you sit on for myself, have the reverence and respect that I deserve from this company, and never be doubted once again. This match will force me to give you EVERYTHING that I can be able to do that my body will allow me to do and when my body begins to fail on me, that’s when the passion that I spoke about being the greatest elitist on this roster will start to rise, forcing me to continue and unable to quit this match! I TOLD YOU THAT I WON’T LET YOU BURN AWAY WHAT I’VE WORKED SO HARD TO ATTAIN IN THIS COMPANY! I TOLD YOU THAT THIS WILL NOT END WITH ANOTHER VICTIM FOR YOU TO HAVE BURIED UNDER THE FALSE IDOLS THAT YOU’VE CREATED FOR THIS PLACE! THIS WILL END WITH THE CRUCIFIXION OF MR. DEDEDE THAT HE WON’T BE ABLE TO SUMMON HIS MONSTER TO RESURRECT HIM FROM! THIS WILL END WITH YOU FINALLY BEING FORCED ASIDE FOR SOMEONE TO BE THE NEW FACE OF THIS PROMOTION! You believe that this will end in your little fantasy the same way that you’ve been able to create these moments of nostalgia from others, but this won’t be the storybook ending that you and the entire audience hopes for.

This ends with an ironic twist as something you cherish being turned against you to finish you once and for all: a foot forcing your head into the canvas to lead EAW into its new generation. A new decade beginning with my ascension into the throne of immortality.


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Jon McAdams
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 6:53 pm by Jon McAdams
EAW Promoz! - Page 8 Crusad13


McAdams limousine interior is thrashed. There is broken glass and blood on the floor, cracks on the window, and scuff marks on all sides of it, but sitting at the center of it is Jon McAdams. Wearing a black button up shirt with the sleeves rolled up, his dark grey vest opened up and his tie loose and disheveled, he takes a sip from of his scotch and leans his head back smiling. There are splotches of blood on his face, and his hair lays over his eyes, which he scoops back with his hand.
 
“Driver, this is far enough. Wit, throw him out,” McAdams waves his hand. The Wit drags a man into view from the front of the limo. The man wears an EAW staff shirt with the name Michael on it. His face is bloodied and he is looks like he’s been in a car accident. He slowly comes too, staring at McAdams in horror.
 
“There is no reason to be afraid, Michael,” McAdams says softly. “Deliver the message to the names that I have given you, and then quit EAW like you are instructed and no further harm will come to you, or your family.”
 
As the car comes to a stop, The Wit grabs him by the collar and opens the door, the man whimpers as he his tossed out of the car with the door closing behind him.
 
“The Sovereign Crusade is not just against wrestlers, but any others I deem unworthy to be apart of Voltage,” McAdams exhales deeply. “It is unfortunate that so many backstage staff have also failed to meet my small expectations of them. But it is no matter, I am almost finished these small errands. But I have so many of you Elitists that I have to clean out. The work that I do for the sake of this brand, and the greater good of Voltage and EAW as a whole can be so strenuous. Yet I find you all to be so ungrateful.”
 
The limo starts and begins driving as McAdams grabs a rag from the mini bar and starts to wipe his face off.
 
“We have men like Scott Diamond, a true hall of famer, former Answers World Champion, and a beast who has tore through these rosters, time and time again, finding himself in a position he never wanted, arguing with people who he is trying to convince himself he is above. He asks so many questions, maybe this, maybe that…but maybe… maybe you are exactly as you appear. Desperate, clinging to the hope that you might still have something left in the tank, screaming and thrashing about like a child throwing a tantrum practically begging people to respect the name that once meant something. Once upon a time you’d have said those words ‘I am Scott Fucking Diamond’, and people might have been like, be careful around him. But this is a new era in EAW, and for the greater good, I can no longer have mongrels like you running around dragging this company down. Your rants have become pointless dribble, and irrelevant commentary and I imagine your time in that ring will reflect it So scream and pout, declare your name to the heavens and pray solemnly that so many don’t see through what you are. But never forget that when you pray, when you scream, it is to Sovereign, and he does not sympathise with your cause.
 
Sheridan Muller, unlike Scott Diamond, I don’t believe that the sun has set on your career. You don’t walk around here with the same helpless childish whimpering that so many other competitors have coming into this. Everyone screaming for validation but you are so calm in your explanation, you are so confident, far more fierce of an opponent then almost all of these people. I find it absolutely chilling how you climb the ladder and smash your opponents. Unfortunately for you, I am one of the few people in this match who have been ready to compete in this for months. Unfortunately for you, I am not Heart Break Gal, whom you mocked as an unrivalled tactician and strategist who is not in this match, instead you stand before a man who has plans that he has executed to perfection, a man who has been undefeated since February and the true future of this industry. Unfortunately for you as well, you are here aiming to bring down the pageantry, the pomp, the glory, the entertainment that is what we all do. For this I must eliminate you and keep you far away from the contract. It does not belong to you, it cannot belong to you. You do not represent what is best for EAW, and therefore you do not represent what is best for Voltage, the brand I am bringing to greatness. I have competed in MMA contests, I did and can still do the work, I have fought in underground blood tournaments, I understand the grit and power and skill that would seemingly overshadow the entertainment aspects here but I have found ways to make it work for me, and your efficiency can only take you so far, and against Sovereign, you stand no chance. My heart breaks for you just slightly because I feel you are one of many people in this battle royal who could be an asset to PwC but you have relegated yourself to such an outside position that I must destroy you. I do hope we have a chance to meet in that ring amidst the chaos, but that is assuming that Showman does not dispose of you before I can. Even if I see you as a worthy competitor, I know you have not had a very good year and all your talk of efficiency falls flat when you look at how often you’ve spent this year on your back, while I am doing everything in my power to get exactly what I want and like I always do, I will get it and like you and Scott said, in the end, only one of us walks out, but I truly believe only one man in that ring actually has the plan and skill to do it. Sovereign.
 
ONI, I have heard you speak my name so many times, so much tension, so much intensity, I have watched you. You and your brethren in the Sanatorium have long been one of my most difficult barriers on Voltage. Everywhere I look there is a member of Sanatorium, someone who I can’t seduce with money, or power. So many others on this roster are so easily tempted to do what I ask, fight who I want whether they realize it or not fall into my Grand Design, but the Sanatorium has always been one of the many forces here that I have to constantly keep busy, who always trying to pull Sovereigns attention away from what needs to be done. You, Maero, Caine, and Eclipse have all been a thorn in my side, but one I can respect and carefully watch from a distance. But while so long ago Maero defeated me for the Hardcore Title, it awoke such purpose in me that I was able to become so much more than I ever could have been holding the belt. Since then I have defeated the very patriarch of your family in one on one contest while he held the EAW title. He was the pinnacle of this company and the very best the Sanatorium has to offer and I defeated him. But I understand that you are not Eclipse, and this is not a singles match, and I don’t hold the numbers advantage as far as you know, that at any point the Sanatorium and the PwC could clash in this match but should that happen, I am more than confident in what I am capable of delivering, and I hope the same can be said for Maero and yourself. I am more than confident in what Showman brings to the table. I am prepared to fight and more so, I have been preparing to win this since February. I have unfinished business to tie up with Maero, and so much more to do after I win this match and ONI, I expect the Sanatorium to feel the fall out of this just as much as any other member of Voltage. You have defeated Showman because of my involvement, I have promised him that he’d get payback against you for that. I keep my promises. A Sovereign one always does.
 
As for Lethal Consequences, you are quite impressed with yourself. You’d think a hall of famer and former world champion would be able to distinguish true accomplishments like that, from small fish like winning three matches in a row. I have been undefeated here since February in singles matches. Eight men, including world champions, hall of famers and names that have their very own spots on this card, but you come here and just like so many others old timers that you try to belittle and believe your walking out with the spot on the card? I am not amused by this, and this won’t be that same story. It is time to break the mold and cycle of what was, to what is. You cannot and will not be allowed to walk out winner, for the greater good of Voltage, you will not succeed and your undefeated streak will be trampled under the weight of something so much more than old veterans, rookies and up and comers. I am Sovereign and I have come that I might create a better brand for Voltage, one where the washed up has beens of yester year take their rightful place off the show or in the back of the line. So I hope you keep my name out of your mouth, and I know you will because you know exactly who I am and what I am capable of, and I know that in the end you will avoid me at all costs in this match and hope to get that sneak victory but every where you look, PwC will be there, and when the time comes, you won’t be able to run anymore, and when you lose, and you see my hand raised you won’t be surprised… but you will wish you had done more than just try to collect another paycheck and get handed another win. Those days for you and your kin are over.
 
As for Mark Michaels, you seem like someone who’d do well with PwC. You have a great way of marketing yourself, you’re confident and you seem ready to do anything to get the job done. It’s just unfortunate that you’ve not accomplished anything since your run began here. You run your mouth in the same way these rookies like Kaise, and Nova do. Talking about how hard you worked and how much you strain yet I see no results. I see no reason to believe in you. You’ve been here so long and I have no reason to be threatened by you in the truest sense of competition. If you come after me I will throw you over the ropes.
 
So many people talk about how anything can happen in this match, anyone can win but we all know how untrue it is. It’s their to keep the rookies hoping for a chance to do something big but with no momentum behind anything you say, you’re about to step into this match and eat every word you speak. Just like each other person in this match, you’re all just hoping that McAdams doesn’t make you a target but for the select few that have kindly accepted what I am offering, most of you have no plan, no momentum and no chance and that includes you. As for the rest of these people.
 
You have people like Darkane, who I have only just heard of right now, who instead of doing everything he can to get ready for this match, is spending his time arguing with foreigners about some dead musician. You could be something some day I am sure, but right now, all I see is a degenerate who’s going to be fodder for greater men.
 
There are men who some have slated to win, like Theron, but whenever I listen to what he’s saying its just so many words without substance.
 
And then there is Haruna… You seem nice, please stay out of my way. My only hope is that someone else throws you over and it doesn’t have to be me.
 
As for the rest of you, there is a reason the Voltage members of this roster all came out to attack Mike Showman and I on Voltage. There is a reason why we’re the biggest targets and why they felt they needed to do something about us. I am Sovereign, and those who have not recognized it yet will. The Crusade will drive right through all of you and my Grand Design will bring you all to your knees. So all of you, sharpen your teeth, because a fight you cannot win is coming and you must do your absolute best to put on a worthy show, or I shall cast you aside like so much trash in the wake of my rise to power and glory.”
 
“We’ve arrived, sir,” The Wit says quietly.
 
“What was next on the list?”
 
“Metlife Stadium Board of Directors”
 


“Ah, right, more business. Must continue getting ready for pain for pride, ofcourse.”
Cailin Dillon
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 6:26 pm by Cailin Dillon

Pain for Pride #3
 
We’ll fight forever because that’s the only option. But first, let me shake this other bitch off for a minute.
 
Cameron, did you like rip this weak shit off from some sort of old HBG speech? Is this somewhere in her greatest hits? The whole I don’t agree with what you’re saying so I’m going to twist it around, say you were saying something else and then insult your intelligence. I thought you were Cameron fucking Ella Ava? I guess this year you decided to do your best Claudia Michaels impression. Maybe somewhere in that head of yours you thought since it worked for HBG last year and she beat Aria at Pain for Pride that it might work for you this time around. I’ve never believed in conspiracies. I’ve never agreed that there’s some behind the scenes force making decisions to fuck over our lives. We fight, we win or lose and then we have to deal with that shit. How many times this week alone have I mentioned that I’m not the champion because you cashed in, and I’m over it. We have this match and this is my chance to take it back, and I have every intention of the world of doing that while making you look like the worthless sack of surgical plastic that you are. But let’s back up for a second to the real argument at heart. The idea that you were somehow doing me a favor by keeping the old guard group running after the other defections or injuries or whatever they want to call it. That’s just total bullshit. By that time you already had the Empire Cup. The only reason for you to stick around me was to be ready. There’s no reason to hide around the corners from the truth here. There was never any kind of four OGs for life. Even with our alliance, I was never some sort of full-fledged member. To be brutally honest with you, I don’t even know where you got that idea. But to me, personally, the whole alliance always felt like it was supposed to be temporary. We were just exchanging a few ideas at the beginning. And then Kendra just hung around me like a damn leech. And you? You followed right behind like her merry little bitch. And when she was out of the picture, you actually stepped up and attempted to be the leader. But newsflash woman, there was nothing to lead at that point. I don’t fucking care what you did then. I know what I’m going to do now, and it’s so much worse than anything you can even imagine inside your head.
 
Do I believe you had it out for me? Yes. You’re Cameron Ella Ava. This isn’t my first month in EAW. I’ve seen your career. I know where its gone from here to there and what’s happened. There’s a reason you called yourself an OG with those other two. You’re as original as it comes to fucking over someone you’re allied with, or even being fucked over. And I know how it works, too. I’ve felt both sides of that as well. You had it out for me because I was the champion and in your possession at all times was the golden ticket to attempt to take it away from me. You did your duty as the cup holder, now I’ll do mine as the challenger at Pain for Pride that will bash your head against the mat so many times you’ll forget if your Cameron or Consuela. Remember, it’s Consuela Rose… I don’t know why so many people fuck that up. My desire to do that to you, though… it has nothing to do with revenge or redemption. There’s no fantasy cooking up inside my head involving either one of those. See, that all came true for me the moment I convinced dipshit Cleopatra to give me the spot I wanted in this match. Now I’ll do the rest all on my own. You can parade around all you want with that title for this week and you can shower yourself in your own dollar bills like the stripper you wish you could be, but at the end of this weekend you’ll have nothing but your past. And the future will be all mine. You might be a Hall of Famer, but someday people will look back on your time and say, ‘yeah, she was pretty good in her prime… but once that real revolution started she just couldn’t hang with the new guard.’ I didn’t want to be an OG because all it’s all old news. The past might have put together a foundation for the present, but the present improved it and made it better than you ever imagined. We’ve enjoyed letting you play the role of mentor for us, or at least pretending to, but at the end of the day all you care about is improving your legacy and holding it above all of our heads that the old way is still that much better than anything we have to offer. You’re straight trash. And coming out of Pain for Pride you’ll have nothing left to call your own. Look, Aria’s already counting you out of this. I’ll just kick you out of it.
 
You did make me laugh though with your failed attempt at being the chief bitch. Every time one of you dumb ass legends faces me it’s always the same line of bullshit. If I don’t beat you, I’m just going to float around Empire with nothing to do, just hanging my head. Last time you said that I made you look like a punk bitch. And even after that, you came around to the conclusion that I wanted to be your friend. The same person who would months earlier tell me that I not only don’t belong here, but that I was running out of time. Sometimes I wonder how the hell y’all were so successful here. You even suck at playing the role of the bully. You’re going to get your ass handed to you in a way you never ever imagined before. Aria’s going to hit you from the right, I’m going to kick you from the left and you’re not even going to understand what hit you. Because of all the women in this match, it’s somehow your own sins that put the target on you. No one in this match wants to take you out so badly because you’re the champ. Nah, me and Aria both know that come Sunday evening one of us will be the new champion. We just want to kick your ass and show just how pathetic you are, A year ago someone somehow used Aria losing at PFP9 as proof that the old guard still had a step up on this revolution of women. Fuck that. This year will prove exactly the opposite. This is out time now. So get the fuck out of our way.
 
You know Aria, I don’t want to blame you for that, but in a way I do have to just a little. You were a god damned world-beater back then. Everything was going your way. And you couldn’t take that match. You’re not the only one who comes into this event hoping it goes a different way for her. You had your heartbreak in losing last year. But I felt my own in coming this close to reclaiming the title I practically defined. I wanted to do that again, but it was robbed from me by stupid interference from Stephanie and even worse bitch assness from the OGs. These weren’t my ideas. Like I said already, if you’d taken that title in January I hope we would have had the chance to turn around and run that again a month later. But lately when you and I try to settle a difference some third-party can’t help itself but get involved.
 
You’re right. When it comes to me I’m only truly an underdog to a few women in this company and that’s only in their minds. Do I think that? Not really. But I have to get reminded of it all the time. There are few people in this world who think I’m good enough to be where I am right now. It’s not that crowded at the top and a few of those old road blocks have thinned out or gone on to do something else. But always in our world, I’m seen as only half as valuable as you. Like I’m not out here walking pace for pace with you and doing every damn thing I can to prove otherwise. Is it fair? Probably not. But don’t ever tell me to take the chip off of my shoulder that drives me to continue proving it to them, and proving it even more so to myself. And to you. To be quite honest it’s a little strange hearing you talk about my dad because, yeah, he is one of those few people that would support me no matter what I did or where I was going. And he’s always the one who told me to never stop pushing. At some point along the way we dreamed of him seeing me win for the first time at Pain for Pride. Our favorite event to watch together when I was growing up. Fuck, 10 years in and I sat in a living room and watched seven of those with him at my side. Last year he was right there to see me compete for the first time. This year I hoped he’d be right there to see me win for the first time at Pain for Pride. Even if he’s not there, I’d still win it just in his damn honor a million times in a row if I could. This match isn’t just about winning a title for me. So much of this defines everything I am and everything I wanted. I know you feel some of it too. I want so damn bad to get that feeling of winning a match on that main stage. It’s a dream that felt so close, but so far away a year ago. Now I feel it coming close again. Even if this is supposed to be the Aria Jaxon show or your big moment at redemption and everyone is behind you, even if the whole locker room is cheering for you, this is such a big freaking moment for me too. I can’t even put in to the right words how badly I want this. I just know that no matter what happens this weekend, I’m going to find a way to come out of that match as the champion. No matter what you or Cam try to throw at me, I know I’ll be ready to counter that into what ever I have to do to make sure I’m the one that wins this match.
 
We’re always going to fight forever. And someone telling us there’s always next match or there’s always next year is never going to be good enough. I don’t think people really understand that about us. I don’t think Stephanie knew that when she tried to get in our way this year. When me and you are in the ring together, nothing else even matters. Those other opponents don’t even stand a chance because of how competitive we are just within each other. Half of Cloud’s attacks seem to just bounce off like we were bulletproof, or as if we were so hot they just melted and we absorbed the punishment just to deliver it back. It’s going to be no different with Cameron in the mix. I swear when me and you are fighting it’s like just when you think on of has the upperhand the other one taps into some place that we didn’t know existed and brings it to another level. We know so damn much about each other, but yet we continue to somehow learn more and more each and every time we go out in the ring and throw down. Why should anyone expect that to change now? I guess you’ve learned enough about me that you know that a title holds such a place of security for me. It’s such a point of status in this place that sometimes it feels like the only thing that can ever remind anyone that I’m worth a damn. You’ve got me pinned down there. For anything I could just raise a title. More than a year ago I could just say, ‘yeah, I made the Vixen’s champ tap and the best Vixen of all time tap in back-to-back months,’ but after that I practically had to beat down doors to get any kind of opportunities. That’s why we have the Cailin Dillon we all know well today. Two years ago I’m not sure I could have imagined pulling Cleopatra on her desk and holding a pen to her eye. But what was that you said last time? Something about becoming the change you want to see? I don’t want to fight in an EAW where just two or three women will get all the chances for the Women’s title and I’ll somehow get forgotten. I took initiative and made sure I had this chance. I truly felt I deserved the chance to show I could fight Cameron for that title. And after missteps earlier this year, I wanted the chance to fight you again for it, too.
 
This title goes beyond some piece of treasure for me. I know the ultimate reward that equals for you. But for me it’s worth so much more. It feels like my right place. That’s where I feel most at home. And there is no other way, literally nothing else I could do that would make me feel the same way when I leave New Jersey. That sort of puts us at an impasse then doesn’t it? And this is exactly why we’ll probably spend the rest of our careers scratching and clawing, pulling at each other’s hair just for the chance to get a step ahead of the other one. Cameron proves every chance she gets that there’s nothing unique or organic about her. It’s just the same thing every single time. The same message of elitism toward every person who hasn’t been here as long as she has. But with us it just feels different to everyone. I know there are people who don’t know as much about our rivalry as they do you and Cam’s, but we’re the one that’s been boiling under the surface the whole time. Trying to one-up each other as a part of Formation. Both getting leery about joining Tarah’s crusade to topple the OG’s because we were steadfast and focused on going our own way. And the laser focus we show every single time we’re in the ring together. No one move can just put us away in an instance because your best move might just flip around in a fraction of a second and turn into me hitting you with my best move. We just operate on a different wavelength than they’ve even seen. They aren’t really used to it. But after Pain for Pride, it’s the only feud from this match they’ll be able to remember anymore. And it’s the only one that will just keep going and going. Because no matter which one of us comes out on top, the other one is going to immediately start figuring out how they can get right back to take another shot. While Cameron spots nonsense, you’re the only one who truly understands my motivations in this match and knows exactly where my hearts at. You’re the only one truly accepting just how much chaos I’m going to bring to the table. The other side, she doesn’t even want to believe it. She doesn’t want to accept it. But you’re the one that knows when I get in that certain mode and you can almost truly hear those distant sirens blaring… the lesser opponents will flee for cover before they truly get hurt. That’s what leaves me and you standing to take this thing in the end. I’m not taking the fall, and I’m not watching either of you walk out of New Jersey with that title. I’m taking it and bring it home where it belongs with the Empress of Empire. We both want a certain degree of redemption from last year’s Pain for Pride. And where there’s smoke, there’s fire. So if you try to make my dreams go up in smoke, I’ll burn all of yours into the ground to make sure mine still come true.
 
When the three of us walk into that ring this weekend, I imagine people will still be placing their wagers and going all-in on an Aria or Cameron victory. But when it’s all over the only think their going to be talking about is the darkhorse who was right under their noses all along. The one who was the first Women’s Champion and will soon enough be the first two-time Women’s Champion when she takes her title back at Pain for Pride. I’ll never be able to be the Vixen’s Champion, but this will always be my belt. I’m not here to take a participation award. I’m not about little plaques and certificates. I only fight for the top prize and that’s the one that’s coming home with me this weekend. All of you suckers and idiots can talk about Cameron and Aria until the cows come home, but the real deal is right here. It’s Cailin Dillon. Go ahead and overlook me, I like it better that way. It makes the celebration all that much more fun for me when I see the shock on your stupid, pathetic faces. Cameron, why don’t you go ahead and pick out your spot in the retirement home because that’s all you have left to look forward to after we’re done. Aria, I’m afraid you’re going to have to wait a little bit longer. That title is mine. There’s not a fucking thing either one of you can do to stop that. Believe that.
showster26
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 6:24 pm by showster26
The 24/7 battle royal @ Pain For Pride, Promo #3



(The scene opens inside  the Mandarin Oriental Hotel New York. Located just twenty minutes from MetLife stadium, the hotel offers the finest luxury accommodations in the city. Its here on the balcony of the Presidential suite, which over looks Central Park, that we find EAW’s Social Media Champion, “Picture Perfect”, Mark Michaels, taking a selfie of himself against the city skyline.)


Michaels: “Simply perfect as always. You know something folks, it seems that with every passing day, every single one of my … well I was about to called opponents but that implies that any of those jackasses stand a chance of beating me in the ring.  So every single one of traffic cones who are gonna fill up the ring this weekend, they all seem to think that if they talk really loud, for a really long time, they'll bore everyone else to death and win this battle royal by default. Now granted it seems to be working because I can't help but to start yawning the moment any of them open their stupid fucking mouths. 


 every day it just seems like there's another name to add to the list. It's like everyone is so nervous about stepping into the ring with me, they all developed cases of verbal diarrhea. From the guys who have only been here a week, to the has beens clinging on desperately to the last straw of their respective careers, to the guys who might have been a lock to win it all if I wasn't in this one. Hell even the guys who have wet ink still on their contracts, they have been running their mouths about this match. Well while all the pretenders can go on and on about their pipe dreams, I am here to talk facts. Like for instance the fact that all these half wit clowns combined couldn't amount to the talent in my pinky finger.  And now everyone is acting like their own personal fan boy, and making these retarded top five lists. Everyone better start wising up, because there is gonna be one winner in this 24/7 battle royal. And That man is going to be yours truly, Mark Michaels. 

That's right none of these fucks can touch me in that ring, especially you Haruna.  You know you misunderstood everything I said yesterday. At first I thought it was because you no speaky English, but after hearing all the Absolute horse shit that came out of your mouth, I know it's because your  head is emptier than a hallowed out pumpkin. You want ball up your fist and lay one right on the chin, honey I will not hesitate to put you down quicker than a hiccup from a Screen Cracker, and proceed to toss you over the top rope with ease.  You think I became the greatest professional athlete to ever grace Elite Answers Wrestling, simply because one of my millions upon millions of friends, followers, and subscribers said I was. You got it backwards on that one dear. I earned an army of followers because of the hard work and dedication I put into my training, the battles I've had with the very best this company could offer. Guys like Crash, and Impact, and DeDeDe. I took all of them to the limit. Hell Scott Oasis ran for the hills because he didn't want any of Mark Michaels. So remind me again, who the fuck are you besides Azumi’s bitch?  

So come at me Haruna, I'll knock your ass out with one punch. Now why do you head back to the kitchen where you belong and fetch someone a sandwich. 



Now Darkane, you know what else Kurt Cobain is? Worm food, just like you'll, be if you try and screw with me at Pain For pride.  So do yourself a favor and keep your piss fetish having ass out of my way, or you'll find out just why everyone should be taking me seriously in this one. Because in one single moment you can go from being in to complete control, to laying flat on your back, staring up at the lights in a daze. You test me in that ring and I’ll kick your ass All over Jersey, from dawn to dusk.  Step to me and I'll show your face just how much power lays in these two fists. 

And is it just me or does Sheridan Muller need a q-tip to clean out all the crap out of her ears?  I say focus on the battle royal at Pain For Pride, she drops my name and talks about cultural rape and the collapse of imperialism, and a bunch of other bullcrap that no one gives tow shits about simply because it came out of your mouth Sher. I'll say it again, and I'll say it slowly so that you can understand, I am a citizen of the world. I am so beloved by people from every town and tribe, that I have become an international treasure. I am a gift to the globe, and couldn’t really care less about what one German tight ass thinks. You really like Germany, we get it. You really like efficiency, we get it. You got a bug up your ass about show the least bit of charisma, your the most dull, boring, and wholly unentertaining woman on the face of the earth, and the thought of anyone cracking a smile ever sickens you to your stomach, we get it. 

Why don't skip Pain For Pride and get back to your model of Auschwitz that you take so much pride in, or whatever the fuck it is you do when your not out trying to make everyone who hears your voice fucking miserable. 


Oh and Johnny Nova do us all a favor a actually win a few matches before you go on taking about how your gonna get that 24/7 contract, because right now the only thing you're doing every hour of every day, is getting the shit kicked out of you. Now don't get me wrong, you told a nice little story about what'shisname and whogivesafuck, but at the end of he day none of that shit matters. None of it, because the only thing anyone gives a damn about is who gets their hand raised. That's the only thing that should matter, and when I'm the last man standing in the ring, I'll be the only thing that will matter.

Now maybe one day you'll get some more experience, and actually stand a chance in this one. Or maybe you'll end up like all the other overhyped, underdeveloped dickheads who I sent into early retirement.  Point is, you don't stand a snowflake’s chance in hell of beating a man who is unquestionably perfection incarnate.  So this weekend, go ahead and fuck off somewhere in the back, and leave the biggest win in Pain For Pride history to me. Oh and tell that Kaise or kaiser buttfuck kid the same thing, thanks. 


Say you know what's tacky, cheaply made, and uglier than what pops out a dog’s anus? Why anything with the name Hilfiger. And you now what pisses me off more than anything in the world? Rich kids who think that the world is there's just because daddy handed them everything else on a silver platter. Now hey I know what you're thinking teddy. ‘Well if that isn't the pot and the kettle!’, but let's get one thing straight. I've earned everything I have. I worked my ass off to get it and I work twice as hard to keep it. The only time you ever pushed or strained, was when you had to reach for the bell to call your butler. And now you think you are just gonna walk into Pain For Pride and beat hall of famers, top prospects, bad ass mother fuckers who love to fight , and the absolute best competitor in the ring today, and win?!  Son you'll be lucky if all you get is your ass handed to you. So why don't you go back to your shitty fashion empire, and leave professional wrestling to the men who have worked all there lives to be able to do this for a living. 


And to all the rest of you dipshits, let me just say that you should be honored that I am granting all of you the privilege of sharing the ring with me. Scott Diamond, Leathal Consequences, Ryan Savage. All you should be kissing the ground I walk on because I'm giving you all a final pop from the crowd, a last good bye that somebody might remember this time. You all get to have something of a proper send off instead of just fading into obscurity as you all are so prone  to doing. And what's more you get to be remembered for passing the torch to the future of not just EAW, but of professional wrestling as a whole. 


ONI, Azumi, and a bunch of you other so called dark horses, you all have the chance to show that small spark of talent you have, while everyone is watching the roaring fire named Mark Michaels. You get to show off for a few minutes, before I toss each and every one of you out to the floor. 


And to all you newbies, ditch the attitude fellas and show some respect to the man who has graciously allowed you to make your Pain For Pride debuts, in the match that everyone round the world will have their eyes glued to. The match that will be the most talked about across all of social media, the match that all of my followers will make the biggest, worldwide trending topic across all of social media. Be grateful that I've allowed you make your debut, before the biggest audience in the history of Pain For Pride. 

And all of you better star bowing down to the Twitter Trendsetter, the Instagram Icon, the hashtag hero who is crossing off every one of your names off his hit list. The man whose speed, strength, technique, and charisma are unparalleled by any other!  The man who in his Pain For Pride debut, will turn the world of EAW upside down, and lead new generation.  The man whose hard work, and desire to be the undisputed top dog here in this company, will lead him to biggest heights. The man who will leave each and every one of you without a shadow of a doubt as to who is the single greatest professional athlete to ever lace a pair of boots!  The man who is the undisputed champion of all social media, and the unquestioned picture of perfection, Mark Michaels!


And like it or not, the lot of you better start Picturing THAT!”



(Michaels turns his attention back to his phone where he takes yet another selfie.)



FADE TO BLACK. 
Aria Jaxon
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 6:16 pm by Aria Jaxon
GRATEFUL -- EAST RUTHERFORD, NEW JERSEY.

I love the spot that I’m in, but it’s not really one to be envied.

I’m happy to be competing for the Women’s Championship, because I know that I belong here. There’s a whole lot of pride that comes with knowing that I haven’t shied away from challenges even when I’ve been faced with adversity on a near-constant basis these last number of months. I can’t lie and say I’m grateful to be in this match, because I don’t think that’s necessarily the right word. Grateful, to me, is how you feel when you’re given something. You feel that thankfulness when something is bestowed upon you, when you’re showered with gifts outta the kindness of someone else’s heart. So no, I’m not grateful. I’m not thanking anyone for something that was given to me. I didn’t find my way here by virtue of being thankful for what I was given. Me getting here wasn’t hinged on how charitable Cleopatra might’ve been feeling on any given day. In the beginning of all of this, I’ll admit that things were pretty standard. I competed in a regular match and won the right to challenge for whichever title seemed to float my boat. We all know which one I set my sights on. I got that match against Cailin at King of Elite...and that’s where the routine shit ended. Cleopatra wanted me to face off with the woman who crashed the party to “earn” the right to once again challenge for the championship I was never beaten for. I competed in a powder keg of a triple threat for the same title, only to have Cailin deploy her one-time goon squad to lend her a helping hand in her darkest hour. Still, I’m not getting pinned or submitted. Then our soon-to-be former General Manager tries to act like she’s throwing me a bone by saying I could compete in the Specialists Championship Number One Contender’s Tournament, as if that had ANYTHING to do with what I had going on. No shade to any woman who was involved and was giving it her all to reach the very end -- and of course, nothing but good vibes to the woman who wound up winning it all, Consuela -- but that wasn’t where I wanted to be, at all. So, two times people can’t mind their goddamn business, and Cleo thinks it’s high time that I have to “earn” my way back into the championship conversation. I effectively bet the rest of my year on that match. I doubled down and came out a winner. I’ve been jumping through hoops since the start of the new fucking year. I’ve had to sit back and come to the realization that the people who are praying on my downfall measure bigger in numbers than I ever thought previously. There are women who wanna be where I am, and I get why they feel that way. I’m one-third of the most anticipated women’s match in EAW history, we’re being plastered all over the promotional material, and we’re being touted as a match with all the ingredients to steal the show. What’s not to love about all of this? I’m not gearing up to face two women who are about to make this easy on me. They’re not gonna fucking shake my hand and tell me “good game” when I incinerate all of their championship dreams. Cailin and Cameron are gonna try to fucking BREAK me, because they know they’ll have to go all the way to the brink if they want me down for the count. After all, I’m the only one of the three of us that hasn’t gotten the old championship come-up since the belt was introduced. Cailin was the originator, conveniently sidestepping me twice and Cameron is the current champion...so where does that leave me?

It leaves me with EVERYTHING to prove.

Confident as I am, don’t get it twisted -- I’m not viewing my position through rose-colored glasses. My back’s against the ropes. The fact that I have a boyfriend or friends or family or fans that are completely sure of me right now doesn’t count for too much. I appreciate their love and support, but fanfare don’t win titles on its own. I figure y’all would know that better than anyone, considering you love to point out that I’ve fallen on my face more than once in spite of seemingly having the whole world cheering me on. I’m not grateful for the chance to be standing in the middle of what will be the hardest fought war of my entire career up to this point. I’m just not surprised. I have a way of attracting shit like this. Or maybe it’s the other way around. Maybe I’m attracted to the high-stakes battles, because I believe deep down that I’m made for this. I’m championship material. I can operate at this level. I’m happy to have the chance to make all of the months of hardship worth it, because I’ve earned the right to be here. Just because I’m the fan favorite doesn’t mean that I couldn’t objectively be viewed as the hanger-on. Like I said before, I’m not the defending champion and I’m not the former titleholder looking for that rematch that she wants so badly. I’m in some other category altogether. Those who envy where I am neglect to remember all that it’s taken to actually get to Pain for Pride Ten in the first place. These last few months probably would’ve irreparably broken the will of a woman who was any less sure of herself than I am. As I said on Empire, confidence and ability are two things of mine that should never be called into question. I believe that I can do this. This chance at glory has hardly been gift-wrapped, but that’s gonna make the ending of this even sweeter. Anything worth having is worth fighting for, right? The odds don’t scare me. I got two murderous bitches banging on my front door, each telling me that they’re gonna leave me in a heap in the middle of that ring with nothing to show for all of my efforts...but they say that as if losing is really an actual option for me. I know how badly Cameron wants to stand atop this division, and continue to keep her belief that she can dominate in any era afloat. I know that Cailin wants to pick up where she left off, become a two-time Women’s Champion, and stick it to both myself and Cameron in the process. But really, at the end of all of this, none of that will matter. Cailin’s reasons for wanting redemption and Cameron’s ego won’t have shit to do with the outcome of this match. When it’s over, I’ll have gone from the woman who had to force her way in to the central figure in all of this. I’ll stand tall as the Women’s Champion.

Mmhmm, as expected, Cameron’s calling bullshit on the last part. Hooooowever...girl, didn’t you straight up admit that without me in the title hunt, your path to the Women’s Championship would virtually be clear? If I wasn’t a major threat, why would you be rubbing your hands at the prospect of me not being an obstacle? Think real long and hard about this one before you try and lie your ass off by saying I’m a non-factor destined to fail on this grand stage. Let’s be real, if I didn’t have you keeping your head on a swivel, you’d be giving out title shots like candy, like you did with that Make-A-Wish kid La Diva. That’s how you do business, Cameron. When you’re sure of yourself and think you can beat somebody, you spare them all of the shit that you’re laying on thick with Cailin and I right now. “Nobody would care if you and Cailin were facing one-on-one!” Do better next time. We’re a money match, no matter how many times she and I share the ring. Jaxon vs. Dillon is met with more fanfare than any seven-minute piss break of a match from 2012 featuring you and Christy Cruise. We’re the standard bearers. You were so desperate to get in on the action and be mentioned in the conversation that you cashed in on her knowing you’d at LEAST end up eventually having to face one of us. Pat yourself on the back for doing something people didn’t think a “Vixen” of the past could do; you’ve managed to thrive in the shark tank of a division that we inhabit now. I helped to make it the way it is. After you lost at Pain for Pride 8 and you were twiddling your thumbs wondering what to do next, the likes of myself and Cailin swooped in to do what you and your OG contemporaries never could. We changed the game. We made people give a fuck. You should be thankful that you had this division to run back to. You didn’t elevate shit. You just had the good fortune of returning to a division that wasn’t nearly as barren as the joke you felt so good about ruling over with a manicured fist. Oh, and of course, the delusions don’t stop there. You think the fact I didn’t answer your dumbass open challenge means that I was afraid of losing to you? Be honest with yourself. If my music had hit and I’d walked down that ramp, you would’ve rolled out of the ring on some “The champion doesn’t feel like competing tonight anymore, I hold all the cards, I do things on MY time” bullshit. Switch any of these newer, untested arrivals on Empire into the place that La Diva filled, and you’d have been just as eager to take her on. Why? Because there was nothing for you to fear. You don’t have to pick spots or use cash-ins with bitches like that, ‘cause hey, they’re not a real threat anyway, right? You can pretend that you see me in that same light, but I know that’s not the truth. You can sit at home and film all the vignettes you want proclaiming your dominance without setting foot in the same arena as me, but you know as well as I do that this is all you can do to pass the time. The tumble down from this pedestal that you’ve put yourself on is gonna be absolutely glorious, and by talking yourself up now, the best you can hope for is to cushion the fall. This defeat will hurt. The great Cameron Ella Ava will have to reflect back on all of this and know that she was completely wrong about Aria Jaxon. But, as you’ve done so many times before, you’ll pick yourself up and dust yourself off. You’ll keep going. That’s what I want. To retreat inward and vanish when you lose is the easy part, but I’d rather you stick around. I want my presence to be a constant reminder of the time you laid it all on the line, and were ultimately left with nothing to show for it. You’re wrong, it didn’t make me gag to give you props. At the end of the day, it doesn’t really matter what I think of you as a person. When that bell rings at Pain for Pride, I’m not going toe-to-toe with your personality. I have to deal with who you are as a competitor, and even if you can’t keep the cracks from showing, I still have to take you seriously in that regard. I know that there’s a lot of hot air involved in this whole holier than thou thing going on, but that doesn’t mean I can afford to take my eyes off of you and expect you not to do everything in your power to keep that belt. You’ll stoop down to gutter levels if you have to -- spoiler alert: you will -- because that’s what people do when they’re scared. That’s what people do when they don’t see an exit. But I’m ready. I have to tap into a part of me that I might not be all that familiar with to put you flat on your ass when you’re at your most desperate -- and consequently, most crafty -- but I’m fine with that. You can’t afford not to put your money where your mouth is. Not just because of the obvious consequence of losing your title, but because you’ve once again steered down this whole “I have to get you out of this company” road. When has that EVER worked? You can’t. There’s not a man or woman in this company that can. But by all means, continue to try your luck. Keep racking your brain over and over again looking for a solution to the problem that I present for you. It sucks for you, Cameron, because I won’t be gone after all of this. Even worse for you, I’ll be the champion. I’ll be the woman who beat you. Every time you look at me, you’ll have to come to terms with that. Shove all your chips in the dealer’s direction, sweetheart. Bet it all. This’ll turn out to be the costliest gamble of your career. Becoming Women’s Champion takes precedent, but leaving you bankrupt? That’s gonna be one hell of a secondary prize.

Given how narrow-minded you are, I can see how you’d be quick to write off the idea of my victory as just a fairytale ending to this part of my journey. I’m also not that surprised that you were quick to settle into the role of a prospective spoiler. It’s hardly that simple. This isn’t about what will make for a cute headline, and I’m certainly not her just to pen the ending of a feel-good story. You’ve charted this journey, Cameron. You’ve popped up as a pain in the ass supporting character along the way. You’ve relished in tryna make this more arduous, so it’s a huge fucking contradiction for you to try and say this is a fairytale for me. I’m not a Disney Princess. I didn’t need to censor much of this journey and make it appear campier or kid-friendly for the sake of saving face. This has been hard, but I know that it’ll all be worth it. Defeating you won’t be a swerve. Have you been on autopilot for the last couple of months? It’ll just be business as usual for me. It’ll be the course of events that I’ve been telling you would come to pass. I don’t do storybook endings. I’ll just snatch the pen from your hand and scribble out whatever victory you thought was coming to you before I write one where I ultimately reign as Women’s Champion. What I’ve known for all of these months is that you were never really great enough to keep it from happening forever. This weekend, you’ll know it, too. 
Darkane
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 6:13 pm by Darkane
Pain for Pride V


What is exactly the 313 Johnny? Your number in the welfare line? You're a dog that shits out razor blades? My, my. Bad dog! Bad! Go back into your kennel you fucking mutt. You want to talk about living on the streets like I haven't experienced the same thing? I grew up on the streets too, it's no picnic. Hell, it's kind of like this battle royal if you think about it. You need to be careful and you need eyes planted in the back of your head. I should state that I never complained about my life growing up, I just stated the facts that digging through garbage cans to survive the night was out of necessity and routine. When you grow up on the streets you need a certain toughness about you, you should know if you did in fact grow up on the streets. It's a harsh and cold world out there, people aren't going to do you any favors, not in the real world and not in the wrestling world. But I'm going to be the nice guy in this circumstance, I'm going to put you out of your misery once you jump into the fire and get stampeded so badly that you'll be part of the ring and I'll have to peel you off and sling you over the top rope like a frisbee. You will probably pull off a few nice moves, you have skill, no doubt I don't deny that but people often underestimate the battle royal. They think they can waltz right in and have their way with people. And unless you're a behemoth like Sheridan I wouldn't count on it, because it will only last so long before all the superstars in the ring realize that you're a house of fire and they see how much of an impact your making, so they team up and force you up and over the top rope and onto the floor like a sack of potatoes. It's been done in every single battle royal known to man.

I admire that you actually realize unlike some other people in this match that everybody can bleed like you, sweat like you, cry like you, shit like you, piss like you, do everything a normal functioning human being can do. That's something that Sheridan doesn't realize, she thinks she is impenetrable when with enough swipes at her armor, it will fail and so will she. She will crumble before dozens of surrounding hands engulfing her. We're all on the same playing field here in this type of match, we're all locked in this box and we're all trying to clear out the ones who don't puff out there chest and scream at each other before war ensues. You need to be confident in this match or you won't survive, if you let your guard down, people will be on you like flies on shit. They identify you as the weakest link and you're the first one to be tossed over the top rope. I have such an innate sense for fear that I will be one of the first ones on that weakest link, to rip said person open like a baseball and pull out their insides. If you were smart you would go after the weakest links, that way you clear out a path to see who remains among the elite. Then you start to see who are the real threats in the match. It's not that complicated.  Unfortunately for you Johnny, you're one of those weak links so you won't be seeking out the weak links for you are one of them. You're one of those people that I will be vying for and coming after. You best be ready for all of the sharks in this match including myself. The biggest, baddest, most maligned great whites. Like a shark smells blood in the water, I sense that since you have nothing to lose, you won't mind losing a few limbs and bones so I hope you won't mind if I take those said limbs and bones from you and write my initials with your femur in crimson splotches on the ring mat. That way you'll always know who eliminated you because you'll have my autograph to boot. Don't worry though, my autograph is free of charge in this case, otherwise I'd charge around twenty bucks so I can buy a six pack of booze because I will probably need it after this match has concluded.
AlexisDiemos
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 6:09 pm by AlexisDiemos
Wrong Side of Heaven
 
It’s Pain for Pride time. Did you know that the last time that I ever competed in a Pain for Pride it was against Tarah Nova...I’m sure no one remembers that. I was barely in there at all. But, that was where I made my worldwide debut to the entirety of EAW. No one had payed any attention to me beforehand...but all eyes were on us Women when we came in. The Vixen’s Division had exploded into the limelight. Now, we all know how that match went, and a few months later I was gone to deliver my child. I missed the next Pain for Pride. And now, I’m back. I’m back and so much better. And this Divide and Conquer...with that prize on the line...well, it’s the perfect place for the Matriarch to take her position...but I don’t just want to go in as regular old Alexis Diemos, no no no. No, I need to be hard. Brutal. Dangerous. I need to be the Alexis Diemos that appeared at Terminus. The RUW Alexis. The true nightmare of the Women’s Division. And this is my chance. So, I have to make it count, don’t I? I have to show that I am a force beyond the control of anything else. I am the storm of EAW. And I will be the storm that this vixen’s division needs. You can bank on that.
 
And here we go! Pain for Pride. It’s been so long since I was at the first one, and look at the friends that decided to show up for this one? We have my beautiful family, the Coven, the sisters of darkness, and add on to that we also have the ever so cute Savannah Sunshine and the dangerous April Song, going up against Stephanie Matsuda and her team of rejects. And don’t get this twisted, Cloud, I do respect your team. Your team is after all, after the same prize that my team is after. They want to win just as badly as I want to win. The difference between them and me however...it’s all about skill. See, I’m more willing to do dangerous and brutal things to my opponents than they ever will be. I was willing to tear the skin from your face and throw you against iron mats, wasn’t I? I was willing to climb back up that barbed demonic structure, and I came out of that match as the victor. But all the scars have healed over. And you know what the biggest piece of this puzzle is, all together? The biggest piece of this entire puzzle is that...in the end, there is one big prize here for this matchup. The biggest prize for us, as Women Wrestlers. The Women’s World Title number one contendership is on the line. And that is a prize that I have sorely wanted since I faced off against Cailin at the Grand Rampage. I want it. I need it. And I will go through every single one of you, and my own team if that means that I can have that chance. I refuse to let it slip past me again, as if I was no one. I won’t be left behind anymore. And it all starts again at Pain for Pride doesn’t it...the last time I was at Pain for Pride I was unable to take the Vixen’s Title off of Tarah Nova...now...now I will take that chance from everyone else.
 
But I suppose I should start with the vocal majority of my opponents shouldn’t I? Revy. You know, you’re a little new to me when it comes to EAW history. I’m sort of the mother to the whole Coven here, and as a mother first I want to tell you some things. Number one, this isn’t something that you can come in with the attitude of: “I’ll try” but I’m sure you know that. You see, you have to come in with the balls to grasp victory, because if you don’t...well...it’s going to tear you apart. And by it, I mean us. See, we as the Coven are the most dangerous animals here on Empire. Our fangs covered in blood. Our claws sharp. And our goals are single minded and focused. We simply desire destruction. We want devastation. And we won’t rest until we have everything that we desire. And when I say that, I mean it. I’m going to take what I want. So, I hope that you got that memorized. I do think you’re a sweet girl, I really do. I just also think that, in the end...the poor innocent girl that you are is going to get devoured in this matchup, if not by me, then by your teammates. So, I hope you understand that, sweetie. I really hope that you do. Because this might just be too dangerous for you. But, that doesn’t mean I don’t want you to try your hardest. On the vast contrary. I want you to do everything you can to survive through this. Try to beat us! Beat us down the entire time! Please! Do all that you can! Because I promise you...I promise you...you won’t have what it takes to come out the victor at the end of it. But I’m like my husband in some sense, Revy. I like a challenge. I crave the blood on my hands and having it fall down my body. So make your blood worth spilling Revy, make it all rain down on me, because I crave it. I desire it more than anyone in this whole wide world. So make it worth spilling, please.
 
(Alexis giggles to herself as the camera finally appears, revealing her surrounded by her children. Her daughter, Enessa, braiding the hair of Lucy who looks towards the camera with a gap toothed smile. Tommy hides behind Alexis, his shy eyes cast towards the ground. Surrounding the room are red letters, the calling card of the lost children seeking the help of the Family. Alexis herself leans her body back, her face shown to the camera as a new array of face paint adorns it. A clown like face paint but with a skull like theme.)
 
I’ve embraced myself more than ever lately, and honestly I can’t thank you enough, Cloud. You’ve woken up that side of me that I thought I should have kept hidden. That side of me that wanted nothing more than to tear apart everyone that would have hurt my family. I love this side of me. The Saint of the Sanguine. I am the Priestess of Passion and Pain, and you brought all of that out of me. When you turned your back on us. But, in the end, you realized your error. And you know, I’m happy you realized it. For Lauryn’s sake. And she’s so happy here. She’s so very happy where she is. But, I thought that Terminus would have been our last encounter for awhile. Guess the God’s love us killing each other don’t they? I suppose that they adore the sacrifice that we give to them, every time we go down to the ring and spill our essence into that ring...though I think you’ve spilled a different kind of essence somewhere else Cloud. Tell me, how does it feel when your skin touches hers? How does it feel to have her just so peacefully wrapped against you, her hot breath on your skin? Ahem, sorry there are children present I can’t go any further, but this is something I have to tell you. You value your relationships far more than you value yourself, you realize that? And it’s so easy to manipulate. Oh so easy. Because you get angry, and angry is good, angry gets shit done. And I want you angry when you face me, Cloud. I don’t care what else you can bring to me. Our story has been told, and it has ended at Terminus. This match isn’t about us. It’s about desire. And we need to see just what kind of desire you have when it comes to this matchup, Cloudy. Because at Terminus, I proved that my love and desire is much stronger than yours. So tell me, Cloud, is yours stronger than mine?
 
Because I don’t know if you have it in you anymore. I don’t know if in the end you can pull out that same desire that you had the last time. But I sure hope you do. I sure hope that it is all in there, because if the gods really do want to see us kill each other, who are we to deny them? Come on Cloud. Let’s tear our skin free from our muscles, rip out our arteries and leave them on the mat, rend away the eyes from our skulls, and die together in the ring. I will rise from the ground, a thousand fold, if it means that I can continue fighting for my family. I am the Saint of Sanguine, Cloud. I will not be denied. I will not be destroyed. And I will not be left to rot alone.
 
(Alexis let out a sigh as she ran her fingers through her hair, her thoughts drifting around in her skull as she let her fingers glide through her hair before she leaned forward, licking her lips.)
 
There was also Mei Hatsukyo who decided to finally decide to speak but do I really need to go into detail about you, sweetie? You’re a nuisance. A pathetic excuse for a wrestler who doesn’t know what she’s gotten herself into coming back again. She should have stayed gone. She should have never come back. And that pains me, because you are possibly the most useless person in this entire match. Your blood will spoil the meal in the ring. So perhaps, I won’t spill it. I’ll let my family do the honors, Mei.
 
Speaking of my family, onto my team mates. Well, two of them anyways. I’m going to address the elephant in the room here, and that elephant in the room is April Song. Listen, I don’t care about your talent or skill in the ring. I don’t care what your backstory is. I don’t care how you view yourself. I don’t care if you think that you are the most technically sound athlete in this matchup, what you have been saying hasn’t struck well with me. Being a renegade on the team, doesn’t work for the team. We are all a team...until the last of them is gone. After that, then let your skills decide how well you do. It won’t matter in the end of course. In the end, you are going to fall to us. You won’t be the one to take that number one contendership, because that pride that you have in yourself, is a selfish pride. You care nothing for anyone but yourself. And for someone like you, that title would be tarnished, because your skills are ever wavering. Ever fluctuating. With your pride being the only thing you own, you won’t be able to compete at the level that the Women’s Title needs you to be at. So, regardless of who you are, and who you think you are, it won’t matter, I want you to know that. You’re just a second rate competitor, with a third rate move set, in a top tier matchup. And I’m not someone that you are going to beat by tapping out. I’m going to leave you laying in that ring once we deal with everyone else, I hope you know that.
 
And for my favorite girly in this matchup. My sweet and beautiful sister, Madison...I’m team captain for a reason sister. You know, I still remember that time you proclaimed to us that we should “Carry you like you carry this stable”. I remember being berated by you. And bullied. Picked on. And now all of that drifts away, because, why? Because I’ve proven to be your equal Madison. I’ve proven that we are equals, and so when it comes down to it, I have to prove that I’m better than you. I have to show why I’m the leader of our group of sisters. I’m the mother. The matriarch. I love you to death, my sister, but in the end, only one person can walk out with the keys to the kingdom, and I’m walking out of that match with the keys. Because I’m walking into it with a twisted smile on my face. Blood will flow ladies, I just have to make sure that you all bleed a lot more than me.
CM Bank$
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 6:03 pm by CM Bank$
Perhaps I spoke too soon.

Maybe the fight that I was looking for out of Jaywalker actually was there the whole time and he finally showcased it on Showdown. Maybe he actually DOES still have it.

Or not. Typical Jaywalker, never being able to get the job done without the numbers game to your advantage. But you know what, it was to be expected, unfortunately my partner Heart Break Boy still has ailing injuries which I'm sure we can expect to only be even worse after Showdown.. but guess what? I refuse to make excuses.. we will STILL walk into Pain for Pride ready for a fight, and walk out the victors. Ares and Jay I must say what you did was cute, all is fair in love and war.. in the trios match having that kind of two on one advantage very well may be a big part of the outcome of the match. Come Pain for Pride I will be more than prepared for it, thanks to you guys of course. See the difference between us is I plan things out ten steps ahead, when you think you have the advantage because of a crippled team member you actually don't because I am the type of person who prepares for all situations. Jaywalker should know especially, our careers are synonymous with one another, we were in a group together(which I led) so you should know more than anyone else what a CM Banks led team is capable of. Or perhaps you forgot, I mean it HAS been a while, maybe you were mentally checked out during those times because you were so focused on retirement, but I'll gladly remind you this weekend. As I sit here in this beautiful state of New Jersey in my living room, with a flash flood thunder storm going on outside.. I'm watching replays of Showdown. Not only am I studying tape but I am seeing whats going on in the heads of my opponents, and just as expected you guys still can't get along.. that will be the downfall of you. Ares and Cage are two manchildren bickering back and forth not even able to come together and put differences aside for a common goal because no one ever taught them how to settle problems like MEN. Thats what happens when you have a father that babies you around and in the other case, a father that wasn't around period. But look at you Jaywalker, you put on the persona of a entrepreneur, a tycoon, a successful business man. Here's where these names being labeled onto yourself are flawed, something that every successful powerful wealthy business man has is a certain quality about them. That quality has helped them reach the top, that quality is why they have been able to successfully run businesses and employ people and have people look up to them as a boss.. that quality is leadership. Leadership is something you DON'T have, you have lacked it your whole career and that flaw has been on full display these past few weeks at Showdown. What kind of leader is unsuccessful at getting his workers together to get the job done? What kind of leader doesn't even lead by example to his followers, showing them how to handle business head on as opposed to hiding behind another person? You let people under you do the dirty work while you reap the benefits. Or perhaps Ares is the TRUE leader of the bunch, which is why he says and does whatever he wants regardless of what you say, and doesn't get questioned for it. Are you afraid of Ares, Jay? Or maybe you're afraid of what life would be like WITHOUT Ares. Attempting to put Ares in his place for the betterment of your team may rub him the wrong way, perhaps he says "fuck this" out of anger and completely abandons you. You would then have to face the fear of standing on your own two feet for once. 

Judas, how does Cage do what he wants when he can't even think for himself? He has Jaywalker make decisions for him, and you speak for him. Is he even going to be at the Hall of Fame to accept his award or will daddy be there to say a speech on his behalf? But lets for your sake say this is EXACTLY what Cage wants, he wants to be in a war with a hungry CM Banks.. it's a virtual death wish. Why not just go across the George Washington Bridge and jump off of the Empire State Building if you want to harm yourself so bad? You're right though Judas, at the end of the day somebody does indeed have to stand on their own two feet.. unfortunately in your case it isn't your leader Jaywalker or your son Cage. How does a man who hides behind his father and can't make his own decisions stand on his own two feet? Look at where standing on his own two feet has gotten him lately.. obscurity. A career crossroads that has lead to a directionless path. I'm sure you were very disappointed at the fact that Ares was able to expose the chink in your armor being your inability to coexist, it not only gives me something to talk about.. it gives me something to exploit and take advantage of during our match. But you should be less worried about the fact that I'm going to talk about it and more worried about the fact that it will be your downfall.. remember actions speak louder than words. I'm not the only person getting in Cage's head apparently.. Cage has a million people in his head including his own teammates, how is he supposed to function that way? Judas did you forget already that YOU brought up 2011 and me telling you that Cage should be happy that it isn't 2011 was my response? He shouldn't be happy that it isn't 2011 not because I feel that I was better back then than I am now, that would be false. He should be lucky that it isn't 2011 because he has been able to weather the storm of the crop of talents that was in this federation in those days and stuck around long enough to make his name in a weaker era. Its funny the names you bring up, the Mutiny's and Scott Diamonds.. the same tag team myself and ADV defeated to capture the championships, Scott Diamond being the same man who I completely destroyed put out of business on Dynasty.. but soon you'll be right alongside him as someone who has been one of my victims. But hey since we're on the subject of 2011 lets not beat around the bush Cage, when I was carrying EAW to great heights.. you were the living embodiment of a non-factor. You spent half the year stuck on Turbo as a rookie because no brand GM saw the potential in what seemed to be a hopeless talentless rookie. But that is where the saying "Hard work beats talent when talent fails to work hard" comes in. You worked hard after Jaywalker came into the picture and saw an opportunity to seemingly do for someone else what I did for him but for his own reasons. He saw a spineless vulnerable rookie that he could mold into what he wanted, took him under his wing, and if it so happened that said rookie turned out to be a success he could make great use of you one day, I guess that time is now. You were brought in to make the numbers even, a desperate measures last resort that Jaywalker decided to go with because he had no other choices.. but that has been a familiar theme in your illustrious career, remember the Sovereigns of Supreme? You weren't even in the original tag team that won the championships.. you were brought in as a last resort sidepiece because Lockdown's original partner was taken out. Fast forward to 2017.. you're brought in as Jay's sidepiece at the last minute. Oh and just like the Sovereigns of Supreme.. you being brought in as a backup will only result in failure. Ask yourself, where would you even be right now if I hadn't come back and helped Dub/HBB outnumber Jaywalker and Ares? Because he surely would not have needed your help had that not happened.. you would have still been stuck in no mans land, maybe a 24/7 battle royal contestant alongside the directionless newcomers and disgraced Hall of Famers(like yourself), but more than likely you would have probably just been left off the card in total because nobody cares about you except for Jaywalker when he's desperate for help. Your only purpose in life basically is to serve as Jaywalker's human emergency break glass.
Keelan
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 5:56 pm by Keelan
PUNCTURED WINGS - PAIN FOR PRIDE X - METLIFE STADIUM (5)
 
What is destiny? What are hopes and dreams? Can anybody really answer this question properly? I don’t think so. Is destiny bestowed upon us or is it something we must sought after? Is it something we must seek? Are hopes and dreams all fantasies just thrown together within a mix of the reality we face? I couldn’t tell you honestly. But I believe in destiny. I believe in dreams coming true. I’ve had many dreams of mine come true not only in my wrestling career but in my life too. Ever since I was a little kid my dream always was to become a professional wrestler. Every time I’d sit cross-legged on that cold-tiled floor in front of that television screen and would watch wrestling with my father and my brother when I was younger, I would turn around to them and say, “I will become a professional wrestler one day.” My brother would laugh at me, but my father would say, “you can amount to anything, son. If wrestling is your dream, then make it your reality.” Cut to me a dozen years later, wrestling in a bingo hall in the outer suburbs of Brisbane, Australia in front of 20 fans. I was wrestling night in and night out. I didn’t get paid for my first eight months there but I eventually began to move up in the world, slowly but surely. I took baby steps for a very long time in my wrestling career, but if we cut ahead to the story, years later in the UK I won my first world championship on an event televised nationally. I felt like I had achieved my destiny by following my hopes and dreams. I think personally, I would define destiny as something we must find ourselves. It’s a personal journey towards the greater good in your life. Do I believe in God? I mean that’s difficult to answer. I believe there is a higher entity of some form assisting us along the way, but I believe it’s not in this religious being to give us our destiny as we must find it for ourselves. Upon following my dreams in becoming a professional wrestler, I learned that my life is the ultimate game of chance. I believe in fate, but fate takes its time whereas putting in the hard work can achieve the ability to create your own destiny, which is what I did. Life’s a gamble, and making the right choices at the right time is a necessity. We don’t win, lose or draw in life like we do in wrestling matches. When I was that little kid sitting in front of that television I decided to follow my dreams and to create my own destiny, and not to stand by and wait for fate to do its thing. And what did doing that get me? It got me incredible success in my wrestling career. But it’s just the beginning honestly. Yes, I am 32 years of age. I just recently celebrated my birthday this past Sunday. Now I bring up my age for a reason, and a good one at that. I’m in the beginning of my prime right now, and these next few years are going to be the most important years of my career. I’ve never competed for a company that not only broadcasts televised shows weekly across the world, but also travels the world broadcasting televised shows … if that makes sense. EAW … this is where I want to be until I retire officially. I’ve made a decision that this is where I want to be for the rest of my career, and now that I’m in my prime I must decide my next steps into achieving my destiny. My next goal is to be a world champion here in EAW, and by god I’m going to make it my destiny. I’m going to reveal to the world right now what my next steps are exactly.
 
ONE. TWO. THREE. FOUR. FIVE. SIX. SEVEN. EIGHT. NINE. TEN. ELEVEN. TWELVE.
 
There we go. Those are my next steps. Oh but, all I did was count up to twelve? Sure that’s what it seemed in your mind but here is what I was really doing. I was counting the amount of rungs I will be climbing up before being at a high enough level to unhook the Cash in the Vault briefcase and bring it down. It seems like a real easy task I know, and on paper it’s the easiest thing one can do in this ladder match. But TLA brought up something recently that really made me think, and it’s dawned on me that what he said was very true. This match is going to take a hell of a lot of skill, a hell of a lot of determination and a hell of a lot of luck. You can talk all you want about how you’re going to open a ladder and climb up it and win the match but it’s more than that … a HELL of a lot more than that. You can’t do that unless all other five of your opponents are still standing on their feet, because at any given moment you could be just about to unhook that thing, and the next thing you know you’re being pushed a 15 foot ladder and crashing hard to the floor. You need to be skilled in knowing when you should pick the perfect time to strike. You must be quick in your attempt to climb up the ladder and retrieve the briefcase. But if you’re skilled enough to do that then you’re going to win it for sure. You need to be determined in the fact that when everybody else is down, your only intention next should be winning the whole damn match. And you need to be lucky … but that’s only to those who choose to believe in luck. Luck is for losers, and doing is for winners. I’m a doer, and as a doer I’m going to make sure that my next destiny which hangs 20 feet above the ring is within my grasps after the bell rings. Step by step by step. It’s not going to be a breezy task, but like I said earlier, nothing great in life comes easy. It’s time to make my dreams of becoming a world champion here in EAW a reality, and it’s time to cement my next destiny by winning Cash in the Vault.
 
Oh, and before I go, Nico Borg. I noticed you finally opened your mouth. I got excited that you did, because I’ve been really wanting to hear what you’ve had to say about this match, and your opponents. I listened in, I hung on every word, and I waited for you to bring my name up but … then you stopped talking. You finished what you had to say, and it really took me back honestly. You sat there and brought up everybody but me. Why is that? This is exactly what Lars did, and it just baffles me that the two of you decide that I’m just not a relevant threat on your attempts at your own success. But this is okay. If you don’t want to mention me, fine. That’s up to the two of you. At first it bothered me, but then I realised that if you don’t see me as a menace in this Cash in the Vault match, then that’s going to be on you when you find yourself unprepared to face off against The Killer. Maybe you’ll have something to say in the coming days because there’s still time, and if so then I look forward to hearing how you’re going to explain yourselves and give me reasons as to how this isn’t going to be my time, but yours. If the two of you couldn’t bring me up in the beginning, then why would you bring me up later on? “Oh I was just testing you to see if we could get into your head haha well I achieved that!” Yeah, no, that’s childish if that’s the case. I’ll listen in if you decide to bring me up, but it will be irrelevant to me now. But still, I hope you do Nico and Lars, and I hope you do soon. But if not well then, the next time you’ll see me will be the beginning of the Cash in the Vault match, and the last time you’ll see me will be me sitting on top of a ladder with the briefcase held above my head. Yes, yes indeed.
 
THE KILLER HAS SPOKEN.   
J-Dynasty 2?
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 5:51 pm by J-Dynasty 2?
Colour a coloured man surprised, since when does Drastik hesitate in a match like this? It was quite common place, a quiet and lack luster championship reign, riddled with losses but desperate spurts of energy whenever something important was on the line. For the King of Elite crown, I couldn’t even turn around without a Drastik condescending speech thrown straight back at me, but right here at the biggest event of the year Drastik is slow to throw some shots? I almost thought I couldn’t tell time, but it’s way over 24 hours. Normally I’d take this as an opportunity to kick back, but then I remember Drastik, you’d never give anyone such a free pass yourself. You even went for the Stigmata on Voltage and attacked me when I let the lesser EAW guards be obeyed and decided to keep the battle for Pain for Pride.

It bothers me that it’s always got to be me that comes out here and exposes you. How does no else see it? How does an overhyped, emotionally unstable, bastard, somehow get defeated by me at King of Elite and still become the champion months after his return while I’ve been toiling for a world championship for years? Every time, there was always some reason to not give me my championship opportunity, always some deranged lunatic who couldn’t even remember our matches or the happenings of EAW somehow put in front of me on Showdown even after I pinned the damn champ one on one. But on Voltage, you cry and you complain about things you didn’t even merit in the first place, and they pull out that red carpet for you like you’re an elite celebrity without flaws, instead of the disgraced legend who should have had all the revelations on your character sink your name forever! It’s like you’re Hillary and Trump put into one, no scandal can hold you back, no crime can get you put away, left alone you’d be praised until the ends of time. Only when someone like me stands up with the pure force of will and unrelenting fighting can the people see you for who you are, when your measured face to face against what a real champion should be. Maybe after I take care of you for the world championship you can get a new job being Ahren Fournier’s hype man, I never got what your obsession with him was, but apparently at least he can pin a king, fake a king as Aren is. Plus, you were always better at creating hype than living up to it, so if you can’t walk the walk why not talk the talk for someone who just might have the potential to do so? Maybe at the next Pain for Pride I can be at the year stretch of my championship reign, and you can be standing right there on the outside managing your little boy toy as he tries to wrestle the championship away from a real man. See the way I see it Drastik, this has to be the last time for you, this was the last chance you had to prove that you could be everything you pretended that you were, but you blew that shot long before this contest, and I’m only going to take advantage of that fact to get what is mine.  

It’s twisted it has to come to this, but I’m not even angry or annoyed anymore, I’m merely resolute in getting the job done because NOTHING can get in my way of achieving this caper at Pain for Pride, the heist is too important to go off with any sort of hitch. I’ve got a bigger future to worry about, I’ve got my King’s Guard that are awaiting their ruler to claim the ultimate prize through the power of my king’s decree, I have the entire J-Dynasty who thought that I just might be the one who couldn’t hang to prove myself to, and most of all I have to prove it to myself that I can. My first year here, I didn’t even perform at Pain for Pride. The next, I watched my partner die for first time, as we were bested by men we knew we were ten times better wrestlers than! And as my partner Drake died a second time, and will never return, I know that this time around my Pain for Pride cannot go to waste, or I might as well join him in the grave. Because the people thought we peaked, two delinquents who had nothing further than great tag team wrestling and messing with people for fun, nothing more. But there was something more, damn it, I was a National Elite Champion before that idiotic brute Tybull threw me off track on my route to supremacy in this company! I’m not the schoolyard bully who is confined to picking on losers and then getting my butt whooped when they start standing up for themselves like that aforementioned bust and Pizza Boy, this crown isn’t King Bob’s toy to only rule over the recess jungle gyms, I am a legitimate competitor, and will become the number one guy in the company!
Cameron Ella Ava
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 5:21 pm by Cameron Ella Ava
III.

SHHHHHHHHHH, Aria. You talky too much.

Wow! Aria, you are so inspiring like the rest of the morons who show up in EAW admitting that they’re gay, lesbian, bisexual, transgender or questioning themselves. Ladies and Gentlemen, there is no bother in my trying to retain the Womens Championship. It seems like it’s all predetermined for Aria Jaxon to right the wrongs of Pain for Pride 9 and walk away as the third ever Womens World Champion! I mean, what else can a woman, who has been within the company since the lovely age of twenty-one do? I mean, I’ve faced almost EVERY woman who has managed to walk through those doors. I’ve ended careers of women who barely had any potential to begin with. Yet, during my seven years in EAW, I haven’t met as someone as idiotic as you. As much as you try not to discredit everything I have done for EAW, you result to calling me “delusional” or someone who is not able to comprehend the method to my madness. Aria, I fully understand the competitor you are. You’ve been a throne in my side for the past year in the half. You remind me of that clingy ex-boyfriend of mine that would not leave me alone. The only way for him to get the message is for you to get rid of him once and for all. This has been the one thing that I have been needing to do. Not only for myself, but for the sake of EAW. Without you, EAW would not be infested by someone with ugly pink hair. It makes me wonder how many braincells died to get the color of your hair to be so bright? In this world, the only thing that there’s no answer too is how many licks does it take to get to the center of the Tootsie Pop? The world may ever know. Why you decided to have this issue with me lies in your pathetic attempt to be in the spotlight. It must have made your blood boil to say that there was no man or woman who could step toe-to-toe with me in the company. It must have been so difficult for you to watch me get rid of Chuck Scene for the third time in a row. This is the same guy, who made women like Aurora Rose and Eris LeCava shit their pants. In some way, I used that as someone that I wanted to do with the rest of my competition. I want them to look at me with slight intimidation. I want them to look at me and know that they are in a fight for their careers. Everything that you have been through will be brought into that ring at Pain for Pride. Not only for you, Aria, but for Cailin as well. During my road to become a champion, I was nothing, but loyal to the ones that brought the life back into my EAW career. As much of a bitch as everyone assumes I am, I can be very loyal to the ones I care about. I have always done my best to make sure that I made the women in the back live to a standard that Womens Wrestling should be. It took almost my entire career to get everyone to take me seriously, but thanks to me, you get to find yourself as one out of three competitors in one of the most talked about Womens Matches in Pain for Pride History. Do you think that people would have gave a rat’s ass if it was you and Cailin? I mean, it’s a confrontation that we’ve seen before at King of Elite. It’s become a thing in the past. I am the only refreshing thing in this match, which is captivating an audience. Would you have made it in the posters? Would you have been considered for a promotional video? As much as I have had my issues with Cleopatra, I get where she was coming from in this match. I totally understand why she made me face the both of you at Pain for Pride. It’s nothing difficult that Charlie Day could solve by connecting the dots. Why? It’s because the answer is right in front of us. EAW has faith in us. We could outshine most of the matches at Pain for Pride. If we manage to do that, Empire will be given more opportunities to showcase our talent. It’s a business thing, Aria. It’s not because you’ve been screwed over by almost ANY girl on Empire. It’s not because Cleopatra saw you work your hardest. I mean, you defeated me at Grand Rampage. Did I choke like you said in your last promo? I mean, for a woman who has been a part of some of your best matches in EAW, choking is not an option that would be used to describe the type of opponent I am. I’m ruthless. I am intelligent. I know what I need to do in order to get the job done. I know what I need to do to make people turn on the so-called “betting Gods”. I mean, is there ANYONE smart enough to believe that I am walking out of Pain for Pride as Womens Champion? What? Not a single fucking soul thinks that I can defeat you and Cailin? If I gave a damn, I would be so purely devastated. Honestly, people believe in cliché happy endings. Ariel becomes human and marries Prince Eric. Prince Charming fits the glass slipper on Cinderella and they live happily ever after. Princess Jasmine is allowed to marry who ever she wants and she picks Aladdin. You say, Aria. Everyone wants that happy ending. No single being wants a swerve to happen during this match. They want to see the mighty Aria Jaxon conquer the odds again! However, I’m the fucked-up person who likes a plot twist every now and then. As much as you like to say that Disney has the cliché storylines, take Princess of the Frog for example: as Tiana kisses the frog hoping that a Prince will reveal itself. In the words of Project EGO.

SWERVE!

Tiana gets turned into a frog! You take a cliché saying of kissing a frog and your Prince will appear and you mindfuck everyone. That’s what I want this Pain for Pride to be. I want to surprise every individual in the crowd. I want to see the European crowd losing their fucking minds when I retain my Womens Championship. As much as you want to say that my reign as Womens Champion is going to end, it’s not. I mean, you were the same woman who claimed that she was going to defeat HBG at Pain for Pride and retain. What happened? As much as I like to point out your flaws and failures, I am going to do so again. YOU LOST. The one thing you expected was to have a successful title reign, but it must suck when things do not go the way you want them too. It won’t be because it will be “rigged” or “predetermined”. It won’t be because of politics. If there is the possibilities that The Avas can walk away with BOTH titles, it’s going to be this weekend. Why? It’s because The Avas are a force to be reckon with. Despite doing the right, wrong or whatever way, we get job done no matter what it takes. Go ahead, Aria. Say what you please. Say whatever helps you sleep at night when Aren is away. Say whatever your heart desires because you’ll be left speechless as I conquer my own odds and I leave Pain for Pride with the Womens Championship. Let’s see who will be the one in denial after that.

“The OGs was my worst idea.”

Well Cailin, that seems to be the fucking story of your ENTIRE EAW career. The Iconomy was a bad idea. Formation was a bad idea. The Sirens was a bad idea. I mean, there was a lot of shitty moves in your career that have been awful for you in return. The one thing that you forgotten was your worst idea was turning the back on the person that thought the best out of you. Sure, you can change this story as much as you want to benefit you. That’s the beauty of the EAW Network, you can always go back and EVERYONE will know who the right person in this situation is and that’s me! You could have gone into Sheridan Muller’s head any other way possible. You could have been fake and you could have pretended that you respect her. You could have pretended that this match was going to be a fair and square battle, but you didn’t. No, you wanted the attention of the world as you did so. What’s a way for everyone to give a damn about Cailin Dillon? Have her turn her back on the people that actually gave a damn about you. You not only turned on Sheridan, but you turned on your fellow Sirens. You turned on the pathetic fans that bought your merchandise. I mean, as you approach Pain for Pride, do you think that was the best decision that you made? Or are you slowly beginning to realize that you turned your back on everyone and it might not be worth it in the end? It’s these moments in which you could wish for something to look into the future. With risky decisions in our careers, there is never telling how it will pay off for us in the end. I mean, we can always envision the moment where we have the title raised above our heads; however, that’s all it will ever be to us, just a vision. It’s just a vision before our goals become our reality. I mean, my vision of course wasn’t to face the two of you at Pain for Pride. To some, it can be said that I’m making my own bed by defending my title against the two of you. As for wanting you in the match, I am fully understanding of the rematch clause in our EAW contracts. If I had the decision to face you or Aria, it would have been you. Why? I think Cam vs. Cailin is a Pain for Pride match in which can get everyone invested in. Sadly, I’m just a wrestler. It’s not like I can book whatever match my heart desires. It’s not like I can give myself an easy challenger like La Diva and call it a night. That’s only in my perfect world. Old timers? Not defending? Longer reigns? Brody Sparks says hi, Cailin. I mean, if you want to look a new time who only defended her Specialists Championship four times in the last six months, you might want to give her a call. During our small alliance, I have never thought of you a negative manner. I wasn’t planning anything behind your back. You weren’t the only person I could have cashed in the Empire Cup. Like I said before, I could have cashed it in on Brody with no problem at all. The thing is: Consuela vs. Brody was the first Pain for Pride match announced. I couldn’t do that to my twin. I couldn’t take away what could potentially be her shining moment in EAW. Cailin, you should know how compassionate I am about the Womens Division. I am just a compassionate and great person. I should be valued as a wonderful asset in EAW. I am taking the women to the next level. I have brought the best out of EVERY female on Empire. A victory over me seems like something so rare that EVERYONE wants a piece of it. I can’t help it that I’m just so great and fantastic. I can’t help that I raised a bar that no one can reach. I mean, Aria did think that she could be Hardcore Champion. We all know what happened to her though. Cailin, it seems like I am going to have to say this for the millionth time—you have no fucking clue how the Empire Cup worked. I am allowed to cash it in anytime, anyplace and anywhere. I am allowed to use the Cup in any way I desire. I mean, are you going to lie to yourself and claim that you wouldn’t have done the same thing I did? I mean, I know for a fact how much a fucking liar you can be. There is no way you are going to look me in the eyes and claim that you always fought fairly when you had to BEG to me and Kendra Shamez to help you retain your title by getting rid of Aria Jaxon? But, you’re still a fighting champion right? I mean, in your Specialists Championship reign? Sure, I’ll give you that one. In your Womens Championship reign? Not a fucking chance. I mean, you claim that you only wanted our help at Shock Value. But, you came to us at MALICIOUS INTENTIONS. We could have said no, but we never say no to a begging, desperate bitch like you. You think that you can take this title back and you would never rely on any help? Not even from me, but from Stephanie Matsuda or anyone? Yeah, I’ll give it a month before you crumble like a cookie. But, your month doesn’t begin after Pain for Pride. I suppose, you’ll get another shot, but it won’t be under my expense.
Judas Lemuel
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 5:19 pm by Judas Lemuel
Your bravado was expected, it maybe too late to tell you to tread lightly but I will say you are letting your mouth write a check your ass can't cash. This talk of giving people reality checks is cute and wonderful but if anyone needs a reality check it is you because you are living in a fantasy that has you downright delusional. You live in this fantasy world where Cage has given his balls to Jaywalker when that isn't the case, if anyone is to blame for Cage's involvement in this war it is the depleted, Heart Break Boy for sticking his nose in Cage's business but do you acknowledge that fact? No you just look at it as Cage doing the bidding for Jaywalker, but let's cut the fact that HBB got in the way of Cage and let me explain to you that Cage does what he wants when he wants to do it so if he wanted to participate in this war which he is clearly doing then by all means Cage would participate in this war and see it all the way to it's conclusion which he will, if Cage wanted to tell Ares and Jaywalker to go fuck themselves he would have. He's his own man and your claims of Cage being that of a servant and belittling himself to allowing another man to tell him when to strike or what to do period is asinine. It is that a historic weekend that is approaching, Cage being enshrined forever into the EAW Hall of Fame, and I'm sure it would boost your ego to say you scored a win over Cage and the rest of his allies the weekend he was inducted into the Hall of Fame but I assure you that is a dream and the sad thing about that dream is you have to wake up from it and realize your playing with fire, this fire will burn the flesh off your bones. It is an interesting chain of things to look at you know, without Banks theirs no Jaywalker, without Jaywalker theirs no Cage. So are you trying to take credit for Cage's success in this company? Everything leads back to you? I mean I can't say I'm surprised I mean if it feeds your ego go ahead and live with that claim but who are we to know what the future would hold? You can be advocated and mentored by a demon you still won't live to be as successful as Satan. So does it really matter who mentored who? At the end of the day someone has to stand on their own two feet and that is what Cage has done, didn't need Jaywalker as a crutch to help him go everywhere and get to where he has gotten. I don't have to talk about the victories Cage has scored over your teammates because it goes without saying Cage showed the Golden boy is no more, and yes Ares did get involve in Cage's match and Cage wasn't none to happy about it because it gives you ammunition Banks, it gives you something to talk about out of that big mouth of yours in which you would throw claims of “Cage couldn't beat Dubian on his own”, excuses is all it is and that is why Cage didn't approve of Ares getting involved in the match. 

Nonetheless, your team has been a well oiled machine taking L's, with you yet to step in the ring yet you throw the first punch in this war of words, you throw the first blow because this is where you strive, you live by what comes out of your mouth yet your talking shit and all we've seen from you is that your playing childish games. Like stirring the pot, trying to get into the head of Cage and make him see whose really the enemy in this war. The enemy is whoever is in Cage's hindsight and nothing you say or do will remove Cage from targeting you and executing you, with that said the good thing for YOU is that this match isn't one on one because if it was you'd be exposed, you'd be shown for what you really are and that is another old racehorse who didn't realize his legs were too fucked up to run with bulls! But you've been blessed with a team, to carry the excuses of why you were beaten and you can place the blame on them and still promote yourself. At the end of the day your all about branding, I mean Mr. Instant Burial I've got to give it to you, you've branded the hell out of yourself over these years to where people see this match and your return as something to look forward to. The  money coming into this company is just, it's going to be something I can tell you that much but you asked a very serious question to Cage, “Was it worth it?” I mean Cage has had to ask himself that not just his entire career but his entire life, is it worth snorting those lines of coke just to make it to another town? Is it worth jumping off this ladder to give these people something to go home happy with? Is it worth it to even be alive? Cage has shown he doesn't care about any of that as long as the ends justify the means and they will! But as for Cage being “lucky this isn't 2011” are you implying in 2011 you were something better? Because MAYBE just maybe if it was 2011, Cage would have something to fear, even then I'm sure he wouldn't fear you because you were getting your ass kicked by Mutiny, a group that isn't even remembered by this newer generation in EAW. You were getting decimated by a group consisting of King Cliff who is a faded memory, MosesX which is a name I haven't heard in five years, and Scott Diamond whose been an on and off fuck up and hasn't been able to achieve a modicum of success since nearly ending this company and not giving you a fucking Pain for Pride to come back to. But who am I to say anything right? Cage was a small fish living in your ocean in 2011, but this has been a long time coming for you. You walked around this company thinking your shit doesn't stink and you were untouchable and you walk with the same swagger five years later but I have bad news as your theme song says, time is running out. It's early now and you'll have time to speak and preach your propaganda and the world will listen to your tired lame ass shtick of you saying that your going to prove that you haven't loss a step, that's the BIG difference in this match. You have something to prove, Cage doesn't. Cage has already proven that he is what he says he is, the most dangerous entente walking the planet, the omen of things to come, when you see Cage he's bringing hell with him. But you have to prove that this return isn't you scoring on a big payday or you thinking you can fool this newer generation in EAW with your godlike complex to further your brand but I promise you Banks, you will fail. You will lose, and it isn't going to be Cage looking up at the bright lights after taking your finisher, you'll be the one looking up at the lights and I'll ask you the very same question you presented Cage with, was it worth it?
Ryan Marx
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 5:00 pm by Ryan Marx
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Pain for Pride X Promo 2 – Testimonials: VII

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A black and white titlecard that reads 'TESTIMONIAL: SOLEDAD I' appears on screen. The words fade out as we hear the sound of distant birds, and then the scene fades in. Standing before a mirror, we see Soledad, another of Marx's followers. Though this is not the usual 'testimonial' video that we have seen before, with followers talking to the camera. She appears preoccupied, both with her black dress that she is looking over, and with whatever is on her mind. She pulls out her phone – a device not often seen in this little community – and begins to record a voice message.

This is all so much. This wedding, the upcoming match, and then what comes after...it's a lot to take in. I have no idea how He does it, but He appears to be managing well, even under the pressure. It's admirable. And I know that sounds unusual in regards to a man considered a 'cult leader' by those who don't understand, but it's the truth. Regardless of the outcome of this match, He will manage. And regardless of what His opponents say, He will not allow them to get the better of Him. He will not fall when He has gotten this far. It's all He's been talking about, all that we've been told in the last few weeks. No matter the losses He faces, He won't allow someone to take this opportunity away from Him. The vision that He has supposedly had is set to come true – that was promised to us.

No matter what, though, He will find success. His opponents don't understand Him, not in the way we do. Not in the way I do. He is an intelligent man, there is no denying that. Idiots couldn't run a cult, at least not on the level He is. Deluded idiots, they certainly couldn't run a cult. So if they believe He's on that level, then they are nowhere near close to comprehending what they will be up against. To think, He's given them all of this information on the Five Pillars, on His school of thought, and they still don't understand Him. He pours himself into every word He says and they still can't figure Him out. They need to look deeper, but then if they do, they will eventually be consumed by His shadows. Only they won't enjoy it as much as His followers have.


Sol.

She pauses for a moment, flinching for a second. How could someone like Ryan move so quietly? Ending the recording on her phone, Soledad turns to look at the leader of the Five Pillars, finding Ryan stood in the doorway of her room. He is still dressed in his all-white suit, appearing the most put-together he has ever looked.

Ryan.

He looks at the phone in her hand, then up to her.

You left the gathering early. Is something the matter? I assumed you would be ready for a mere rehearsal.

I was thinking about your time. We are all aware that you have an important match to prepare for. I just wanted to allow you the time to address your opponents and prepare for the weekend.

I have all the time in the world to talk about them. They may enjoy rushing in, but there is reward in restraint. Everyone is desperate to speak, but I shall not fall into that trap. Though I hope you are not falling into the trap of anxiety.

She turns away from him, looking back to the mirror.

Of course not. Don't you believe me when I say I'm thinking about you? This is an important match for us. And even if I don't fully understand why you want me to do what it is we planned for after this weekend, I won't focus on it until this match is over.

This match has been fought for for too long not to be the main focus, I understand that. And I appreciate your concern, both towards me and your own position post-Pain for Pride. You will understand your duties soon. It is a heavy burden. You are not just representing myself, you serve as a proxy for the entirety of our movement. But I have chosen you for a reason, you know that.

The two of them lock eyes through the mirror, and Soledad nods.

Yes. But now, you just need to succeed, you need to win this. I know you can.

I know I can too. And I shall.

With that, Ryan leaves. Cut to black. On the screen, the phrase 'THE WEDDING: SOON' flickers into view once again, before disappearing a few milliseconds later.

We fade into a new scene, where we find Ryan sitting amongst rows of seats inside his makeshift church. His tie has been loosened, his jacket sits on the back of the chair next to him, and he looks to the camera with the same composure seen in his previous promo.


As expected, some of my opponents have chosen to play into my expectations – a theme I feel will continue through to Pain for Pride, when they do as I expect and get caught in the chaos of the weekend. They speak so quickly, leaving no time to consider their words before they leave their mouth. They may think it helps, that it somehow makes them stronger, but I see through it. I see it for the act of desperation it is. It doesn't matter who gets the last word in, but it does matter who is the most coherent, who speaks the most truth. Which is what I shall do.

We begin with a man who took no time at all to try and counter me: Target Smiles. I am unsurprised. This is exactly what I was talking about when I spoke of people rushing in, guns ablazing at the slightest knock on them. You are so desperate, so dependent on getting the last word in that you have to defend yourself immediately after I speak. You don't even wait for Tarah and Solomon to get involved, you just go in, not even letting your brain process your words. And oh, how it has crippled you. This isn't Showdown, where you can get away with mistakes – this is Pain for Pride, and I will scrutinise every single move you make until there are no faults left to be exposed. That goes for you, for the others, and for myself. If you believe this is going to be the same as Showdown, then you are deluded.

Do I think I am special because I change over time? Do you enjoy treating people condescendingly? Because I do not remember remarking that adapting makes me special, I merely pointed it out because I know that you are going to try and use your win over me as leverage. Leverage that no longer works because I have changed that which ruined me back then. Though what does make me special concerning my adaptation is that I can do so under high-pressure situations. Say, in a  match, for example. People are so quick to panic when matters do not go their way – they rush in and go for any kind of attack that will make them look better, similar to what you are doing – but I do not ruin my temperament. I look for other ways, I change to the situation, for that is what the shadows do. When light threatens to kill them, they shift into the untouched corners and crevices of the world, still ready to strike. That is exactly what I shall do as you stand there and confidently say you are going to win. Just as you did with me at Showdown, when you think you have won, I will strike and I will shock you as you underestimate me within the confines of this match.

I never said that you stated Tarah or Solomon would eliminate you, as when I made that remark it was to echo the sentiments of the EAW Universe and their mumblings. At no point did I say it was true, or that you stated it, but I suppose that just goes to show how little time you allowed my speech to sink in. Pedantic as that may be, it shows you are prone to making mistakes and having misunderstandings, especially if you do not pay proper attention to what I am stating – which will be doubly damaging at Pain for Pride. You've expected a more refined Ryan Marx, well you are going to get far more, and thus you should prepare ten times harder. Whilst your vice is competition, I have no vices to speak of, and so my mind is clearer than anyone's. This was evident when I won the match for us at the last Showdown. I do not need to consider competition, I merely seek opportunities and take them. It will be the same at Pain for Pride. Whilst you try to compete and prove you are a better athlete, I am looking at the bigger picture. There is no honour in being competitive, there is only glory in success. So you can compete with me all you want, but I am not here to prove I am better than you, for I do not need to. I only need to take the influence I rightly deserve by finding success at Pain for Pride.


Ryan smirks sinisterly.

You wish to be pushed further? Then I shall do that, I shall push you until you no longer have boundaries because they will all be broken. I am not afraid to say I will do that in front of your Smiling Faces, the crowd, the rest of the EAW roster, and every other person out there, because I know that it is the truth. I will push you until your spirit, your bones, and your mind breaks. You faced me, you've beaten me, but that was before I knew what to truly expect from you. Now I know that I must adapt faster, that I must watch for every advantage you will slither into. And when you think you've won, when you believe you've done what you did before at Showdown, I will snap your spirit in two. Do you believe I am a fraud? You will not think the same when I deliver on my promise. I will do more than put you through pain, I will crush you with anguish when I prove that your need to compete and be seen as a better competitor does little to actually secure true success. It may help you, but become too caught up in this need to prove yourself, and I shall not hesitate.

You dare claim that my message and quest has no meaning? My entire life is built upon my philosophy, and it gives meaning to everything I do. It is more structured than anything the Sanatorium has, and it is more powerful than any meaning your Smiling Faces give you. My followers live by my philosophy, and it gives them something to wake up for, just as it does with me. Everything I do is for my philosophy, my quest. Maybe you should consider that before calling it pointless. Every victory gained, every success tasted, every move I make has been guided by my message, and it shall not be harmed just because you believe it is meaningless. My selfish desires go hand in hand with my philosophy, and both drive me higher than any modicum of meaning you derive from your own quest, or from those who support you. If it would be easier to kill you than break your spirit, then so be it. I shall not hesitate, for one thing will break before the other. I will stop you dead, and I will make sure you give up something in defeat.


A slow breath is taken before he continues.

Tarah, do you believe you are the first person to be told something you have heard all before? Trust me, I have been told the same argument over and over again these past couple of months. “You haven't won anything”, “you changed for the worse”, “you will never be as good as you were before”. Yet, I do not complain, because I recognise that people are dense. They target the low-hanging fruit in order to survive, not realising that as they reach for it, there is also an alligator lunging for them from out of the waters below. However, since you have complained that what I said is something you have heard before, allow me to return the favour: every argument you have thrown back is rhetoric I have listened to before. You're the best wrestler on your brand? You're known throughout the company as a top competitor? You've shed blood for this, you've run the ropes more than me, you're not scared? I have heard it all before. Albeit, those claims have more weight coming from you, considering you are one of the top wrestlers in this company and have been for some time, but if there is one thing I have proven, it is that experience and time means little to me. I am a man who has defeated Hall of Famers, and pushed other veterans to their limits. It doesn't matter if you have ten months or ten years of experience in this business, I can still push you until you break. And you, Tarah, are no exception.

You are a leader, especially of Empire, but your army of women will not be present in this match. It is just you, and though you are still the biggest threat to my deserved victory, you too can crumble. Great leaders in history often fall the hardest, a sentiment that will ring true at Pain for Pride when you beat Cleopatra, and then fall short against me. See, you have a flawed manner of thinking. You believe in kings, queens, and monsters, yet none of them matter. I do not perceive myself as a monster – I do not even like to consider myself a man. I am a force, one that burrows into the minds of those who follow me and inspires them, one that surges towards opponents and shocks them, and one that infects those who dare to oppose it. Monsters can be slain, but forces of nature cannot be predicted and stopped. And you do well not to call yourself a monster – instead, you proclaim yourself to be 'fear herself'.

However, fear only affects those who let it in. Tarah, my only fear is insignificance, and considering I am set to stand upon the stage that is Pain for Pride, it will not grip me as it has before. You are not afraid of me? The same can be said for you, though considering you pride yourself on being fear herself, that will not work out as well for you. I have been stung many times, I have been filled with venom from those who wish to destroy me, but I am still here. No venom or poison can hinder me, for it will merely be absorbed into the overwhelming shadows that flow through my veins. I bleed darkness, and that is something that you cannot poison. So continue to undermine me, continue to state that I am nothing, because all that will do is make my darkness more powerful. I have not undermined you, and in fact, I have attempted to understand you so that nothing you do will be unpredictable. If it is your ring, then you can be read – in every blood stain, every mark, every scratch on the canvas, you can be read and decoded. But the more you continue to dismiss me, the more you shut yourself away from victory. For there is only one way you will win this match, and it is through me. But if you continue to be ignorant towards the shadows that inhabit my being, you will be lost on your way to winning, and I shall consume you before taking my rightful place as victor.


Ryan leans back in his seat, relaxed and smiling.

And finally, we have Solomon Caine. How surprising he has been. You don't follow a book? Then your thinking is more unoriginal than I expected. At least if you had the Bible you could make some kind of alternate school of thought or interpretation, but you claiming you are not bound to it begs the question of why you sound like you are reading word for word the Book of Revelations. I assumed someone in the Sanatorium would do more than just talk as if they are reading out their bootleg copy of a Bible studies textbook, but I suppose I shouldn't expect much from someone who is so lacking in independence they have to assimilate with a group of mad men and women. Have I misjudged you there? The stable has grown so large now that this is probably your last chance to prove you have some use to them before they kick you to the curb, and leave you wandering the streets with all those lost souls you stood amongst as you addressed me. Unfortunately, I will not be the one you beat to prove yourself useful. On the contrary, I will be the one to demonstrate how little use you have to the Sanatorium, as I steal your final chance to be seen as a keystone and show the world how unneeded you are.

You believe it is sad that I have no soul? How sentimental and wrong of you. If you believe having no soul in some way hinders me, then you are denser than believed. The soul is often considered the conscience, the moral compass – without it, I have no boundaries. I do not need to worry about what I do to you, because there is nothing holding me back. And I would rather be a hollow little man than a fool filled with ridiculous rhetoric as you are. Do you think it is wrong to doubt things, to question what is put before you? Of course you do, you're dependent on the Sanatorium, and probably accept whatever crazy idea they force down your throat. It is why you are weak, because you dare not question and explore everything before you like I do. I do doubt you, because there is much to doubt. Suffering itself is subjective, and what you have done to others has no influence on me, for I perceive suffering in a very different way. What you have done to people in the past – child's play. I look back at what you have done to others, and I doubt you would ever be able to gain the same reaction out of me, for that pain you have caused before would be akin to a papercut upon me.

You dare claim that the man who was built off of suffering does not understand what it is? I do not need to have witnessed horrors to know what agony is. Better yet, I would claim that you do not understand what suffering is, as you have not felt it yourself – that will change at Pain for Pride. What you see before you was built upon anguish. I thrive off of suffering, both my own and that of others, so learn before you claim that I do not know what it is. Visions are one thing, actually living through it is another, and I am the only one between us who has experienced the latter to its fullest extent. Solomon, you cannot put me through pain, for I have breathed it for many years now. What you do to me will be just a drop in a vast ocean, and from the sea, the Five Pillars will rise up to blind you with their brilliant darkness. That is what I know, what I live off of – and it is far more than your baseless, subjective claims and beliefs.


Ryan begins to laugh.

What you described to me, Solomon – the stripping away of flesh, the running of my blood through the streets – it is not a nightmare. Death is what I desire, destruction is the ultimate end goal. For when I die, I shall live on eternally through my philosophy as it plagues the world. So if you believe that doing all of that to me will make my mind shatter, you are very much mistaken. If anything, it'll make my mind race. It will make me fight harder, with more intensity than your fragile bones can take. Solomon, I shall present you with the truth, and that will do more damage than any physical harm you could throw my way. You will cower before it, you will burn up as it stands over you. Your flesh will turn to molten lava before you turn my mind to clay, for there are more barriers between my head and your hands. And even then, even if you do manage to get to my head, you will find there is not much to play with. Not because I am weak-minded, but because my mind is scattered amongst the far-reaching corners my philosophy reaches to. If you wish to hurt me truly, you will need to destroy every shred of me, not just the man who will stand in the ring this weekend. And that is a task you cannot fulfil.

Your knife will not cut me, it won't even leave a scratch. It will break, Solomon, and then you shall follow it. Under my power, my undying will, you shall shatter.


Ryan leans forward just a bit, staring down the lens.

This week is one that can make or break people. It can bring out the worst or the best in us, and for me, you shall see the truth. You shall see the power I wield, you shall all fall victim to my control. Continue to undermine me, continue to act without thinking, and continue to fight for the last word. I am not here to win the final say – I am here to succeed in becoming the inaugural Openweight Champion.

Grabbing his jacket, Ryan rises from his seat and walks out of frame laughing quietly as he leaves. Cut to black.
Macho Man Johnny Nova
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 4:29 pm by Macho Man Johnny Nova
Pain for Pride 3

Darkane, you speak with such vigor and anger. I’m shaking my dear friend like a dog shitting razor blades. Legitimately frightened of a clothesline over the ropes from the scary mean man better known as Darkane….. Do you think I am afraid of you or anybody else in this match? I am from the mother fucking 313.  Keep thinking of me as, how did you put it a “meager pup,” and this fucking Silver Back will sail your punk ass over the top rope like the pile of shit you truly are. You see I could really careless what you think of me, if you see me as “filler” so be it. I will have my chance to prove you wrong once I step between those ropes. But nothing would be worse for you and your career if someone who is considered “filler” is who tossed you out on your ass and eliminated you right? You see the thing about being “filler” as you liked to call it is I have absolutely nothing to lose. You never want to contend in a fight with a man who has nothing to lose. Once again keep sleeping on me, keep considering me “filler,” you will find out soon enough that over confidence is a flimsy shield. I don’t need you or any of the other elitists in the back to believe in me, no one ever thought I would make it this far to begin with but I have proved my doubters wrong time and time again.

You see by no means do I think this match is going to be a walk in the park, by no means do I think that I am going to walk in and throw out every single person in this match in two minutes and have my hands raised in victory. I realize that, that is probably not going to be the case. But from the day I was born I have been a survivor, I think my odds are as good as anyone else’s in this match. I am not going to be shook because there are Hall of Famers stepping into the battle royal. They bleed the same way that I bleed, they sweat the say way that I sweat and they can be beaten the same way that I can be beaten. Same as you Darkane. While I respect them and their accomplishments anything can happen in this match. I must survive, just like I survived the streets, just like I survived prison. This is my chance for redemption, to prove to the world that I wasn’t just a thug. To show that anyone, anywhere with enough hard work and dedication can reach the goals that they aspire for.  

The Miracle Child From the 313 will be ready for this match. People like Darkane can continue to doubt me, it’s just pouring gasoline on a lit fire that is burning inside me. I know what I can do when I step between those ropes. I know that I am one of the best damn wrestlers in the world today and soon enough my opponents will get to see it up close and in person. You don’t have to believe me, but soon enough you will respect me. When that bell rings at Pain for Pride the world will get to see what I can do, what the Human Highlight Reel is capable of and I will leave it all in the center of the ring in front of the thousands in attendance and the millions watching from the comfort of their couches at home.
TLA
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 4:08 pm by TLA
BREAKING NEWS!!!
 
The camera cuts to the studio of local New Jersey radio station NJ-69 where the news anchors Jed Whiteman and his co-host Linda Pantsdropper are shown smiling towards the camera. Jed Whiteman curls his graying moustache as he greases back his dyed black hair and smiles towards the camera. He quickly hides an ash tray from his desk as Linda unbuttons another button on her tight fitting shirt.
 
Jed Whiteman: Wait we are on? Oh um we are back! Welcome back for more news! How exciting isn’t it New Jersey! Almost as exciting as the nights out with Linda amirite!
 
Linda Pantsdropper: Oh you!
 
Jed Whiteman: Hahaha we like to have fun here.
 
A dramatic explosion effect appears on screen as the Pain for Pride X logo is shown in the upper left corner of the screen.
 
Jed Whiteman: Speaking of fun… this weekend is going to be one of the funnest night’s of the year!
 
Linda Pantsdropper: Well Jed I do not believe that is a word. But is sure is fun!
 
Jed Whiteman: It sure is Linda. Almost as much fun as you will have making me a sandwich after this segment sweet cheeks!
 
Linda Pantsdropper: Oh my god Jed! We are on the air! I’m so embarrassed!
 
Jed Whiteman: Hahaha she’s such a cheeky one! But back to the important news at hand. This weekend right here in East Rutherford, our great state will be hosting the tenth annual edition of Pain for Pride X! The pro rasslin’ extravaganza of a lifetime! This event is expected to pack the Metlife Stadium and sadly tickets have all been sold out, but our very own NJ-69 team will be standing by to cover the big event!
 
Linda Pantsdropper: Did you say big Jed?
 
Jed Whiteman: I sure did Linda. I know that word gets you real excited! Now this event is expected to bring in an extremely large amount of revenue for the state of New Jersey. Latest estimates put it at twice our state’s annual revenue estimations!
 
Linda Pantsdropper: We sure have low expectations here in New Jersey!
 
Jed Whiteman: Well that may be true but we definitely have high expectations for Pain for Pride X! All of the top wrestling stars from around the world have gathered in this area. Many of them have been traveling for months or even years, and have come here to East Rutherford to interact with the fans. They have been doing radio interviews, press conferences, Make-a-Wish visits and more. We here at NJ-69 are lucky to have one of…
 
Jed Whiteman checks his papers on his desk.
 
Jed Whiteman: Dynasty Wrestling’s top stars with us today. Please welcome TLA!!!
 
The camera zooms out to reveal TLA sitting at the newsdesk wearing a Pain for Pride X hoodie. TLA flashes gang signs to the camera as Jed and Linda turn their chairs to face him.
 
Linda Pantsdropper: Oh my god it’s TLA! I am such a huge fan!
 
Jed Whiteman: Hahaha we are huge fans of yours!!!
 
TLA: Bueno bueno. I can tell you real fans for sure.
 
Jed Whiteman: We certainly are! I for one have always enjoyed a good scrap! So TLA… what brings you here?
 
TLA:  … The fuck? Didn’t you literally just describe the reason why I am here? I’m here for Pain for Pride X holmes. I am competing in the prestigious as bleep Cash in the Vault match. Wait did you just censor me bleep?
 
Jed Whiteman: Oh my we can’t allow that kind of language on our station!
 
Linda Pantsdropper: You are starting to sound like Jed does after he’s gotten a few too many in him!
 
Jed Whiteman: Too true Linda! Too true!
 
TLA: Yeah well I gives no bleep. I go hard and say whatever the bleep I want. Since y’all are clearly such big fans of me. Then you must know that I have been chasing that World Heavyweight Championship for a long time… I even had a shot at that thing months ago and…
 
Jed Whiteman: I’m going to have to cut you off right there TLA. We have just received breaking news!
 
The camera cuts to a live feed of NJ-69 correspondent Flake Toolman. He is standing by on scene for this breaking story.
 
Flake Toolman: You are not going to believe this you guys. But right here in East Rutherford, New Jersey the site of Pain for Pride X, we are live here at the concession stands that are being setup for the big event. The official prices for stadium food has just been released. You are not going to believe this. Holy.... Oh my.... It’s so huge…
 
The camera zooms in on the prices for the concessions food at Metlife Stadium.
 
Flake Toolman: As you can clearly see… Hot dog prices at Metlife Stadium have nearly tripled for this event! The public will not be happy about this! Even now protests have begun outside the event demanding fair prices!
 
The camera shifts to the right showing a group of three fat dudes with protest signs. One protest sign reads “Free Hot Dogs!” another sign reads “Make hot dogs cheap again”, and the last sign reads “Where mah dawgs at?”.
 
Flake Toolman: As you can see… this is a very serious issue and honestly I wouldn’t be surprised if we have to cancel the entire Pain for Pride X event should this thing get out of control. I will continue to update you on this severe situation as it develops. Now back to you in the studio Jed!
 
The camera cuts back to the studio where a visibly irritated TLA is shown with his feet up on the news desk waiting for the segment to end.
 
Jed Whiteman: Absolutely shocking footage there folks… But I must apologize to our special guest TLA. I know that your time is important. But at the same time I think you misunderstood the question that I was asking. As I already explained, I am a huge fan of yours, so I know all about your career, and the shot you recently had at the United States Heavyweight Championship. What I really meant was, why are you here, in the United States?
 
TLA: Ay I guess I be in the United States cuz that’s where EAW be amigo. I been wrestling all around the world tho. I got my career started down in Mexico, but I wrestled in Japan and Canada and China. Even down in Australia. I’ve wrestled on every continent except Antarctica but someday imma fix that.
 
Jed Whiteman: Ah yes Mexico. Well I would like to point out that we here at NJ-69 have absolutely nothing against Mexican immigrants to our great country! As long as they are here legally!
 
Linda Pantsdropper: I just had an amazing taco salad in our studio lunchroom earlier. I love Hispanics!
 
Jed Whiteman: Hahaha see we like to have fun here! Aren’t you having a good time here TLA?
 
TLA: No fuck off ignorant bitch. I’ll fucking cut you bitch! Wait you don’t censor bitch? The bleep is this bleep?
 
Jed Whiteman: Oh no you are free to say that word all you want! If I had a dollar for every time I’ve had to call Linda a bitch…
 
Linda Pantsdropper: He’d have at least a million dollars!
 
Jed Whiteman: I sure would TLA! Now TLA, is there anything else you would like to remind our viewers?
 
TLA: I’d just like to give a shoutout to all them husTLAs in New Jersey. All y’all who travelin’ all over the world to see this show. Come on out. Enjoy some of that good bleep lucha libre. Get you some of them hot dawgs, if you can afford that shit I guess. Have a good time. Imma be bleedin’ for all y’all. Gonna be puttin’ in the performance of a lifetime. Any of y’all who aspire to be pro wrestlers too, make sure you catch the show cuz you gonna see some bleep you ain’t never saw before. You gonna learn something. It’s real educational and bleep. Unlike this bleep show it’s gonna be raw and uncensored. It’s gonna change the game for real, and you gonna have no choice but to recognize, and when I be gettin’ in that ring…
 
Jed Whiteman: Sorry to cut you off again TLA, but we are getting a call from our audience! It sounds like they have a really important question for you TLA.
 
Caller: So umm… yeah I have been a wrestling fan all my life. I have to say that Nico Borg and Victor Maero made some really good points about TLA earlier. I mean all he does it smoke weed and bleep bitches. As a bitch myself, I have to say I find it offensive. I mean I am a feminist, and I guess I support free choice, but marijuana is wrong and bad for you. Especially as an athlete. I just don’t think that it is something that children should be watching. That’s all. Also bleep you TLA, you can suck on this bleep you bleep bleep.
 
Jed Whiteman: It appears that we lost the call, and they hung up. Some very good points made there TLA. What is your response?
 
TLA: Well this ho or hombre… she told me to suck on her bleep so I ain’t really sure what they be. They can think whatever they want. That’s the beauty of this great country yo. If you ain’t like weed, you ain’t like weed. Live yo life how you want. Imma live my life how I want. I am gonna keep smokin’ that mota and bleep them hos. I ain’t gotta problem with no feminists, y’all doin’ some great work and we up in the Poon Palace are all about equality. We be providing a judgment free zone for women for years now. Y’all could say that we was the original safe space, for all genders, races, and creeds. As far as yo kids go, if you ain’t want them to be like TLA you gotta sit ‘em down and tell ‘em why. That’s yo job as a parent. It’s my job as an athlete to do whatever I gotta do to get them results. My job be to bleep up five other men and get that briefcase yo. Nico Borg and Victor Maero can say whatever they want ‘bout my lifestyle. Nico can look down on me all he want, act like we over here on Dynasty ain’t bleep. He bringin’ all of that Showdown supremacist bleep. I don’t bleep with that. I ain’t no wretch homie, but imma wrench that victory outta yo hands mano. You say imma ill-disciplined vato but imma show yo bleep what discipline be about! Ain’t got no shame about it.
 
Jed Whiteman: Absolutely poetic words here from TLA. You heard it here first folks, self-proclaimed illegal Mexican immigrant and hot dog price hike advocate TLA will be in the vicinity of your homes for at least the next week or so.
 
Linda Pantdropper: Might want to lock your doors folks! We got some bad hombres in town!
 
TLA: The bleep you say? I ain’t said none of that bleep you little bleep. I will bleep kill yo bleep you lil bleep piece of bleep bleep bleep!
 
Jed Whiteman: Oh I’m afraid we lost TLA’s microphone. We will be back after these messages!
 
TLA throws his microphone across the studio as he storms out followed closely by Linda Pantdropper with a thirsty look on her face. Jed Whiteman lifts his ash tray back out from under the desk as he lights one up. Jed then realizing the cameras are still rolling begins screaming at the camera before it fades to a commercial. Welcome to the state of New Jersey, the Garden state, the land where dreams come true!
Stark
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 4:05 pm by Stark
PAIN FOR PRIDE II
Is destiny predisposed to us, or destiny just what we make of our lives with the tools that we have and the circumstances we exist in? I often think about this, ever since I found a new sense of spirituality in my life. I wonder if I’m predisposed by some being of a higher dimension of our, some unknown entity which pulls the strings by which we function, by which we live and feel and experience and perceive life. The theory of the higher power has existed and evolved over the millenias that humanity has existed, from the concept of the God; the intangible forces of good and evil; a higher order of humans; hell, even the theory that we are sentient code inside of a simulation holds weight, if we in 2017 are able to simulate universes, imagine where our capabilities will lie in just a few decades? Yes these are all ridiculous, even downright absurd notions when you really sit and consider them, but that's just how I feel. The notion of blind faith is a corrupt and destructive power, driving men to throw away their lives in the pursuit of - well, it may not be nothing - but it sure is intangible. Why kill in the name of a God who has sentenced you to death? Why pray to a God that has condemned you to misery? Why hold on so dearly to the unknown, when the tangible rewards of your effort and merit lie on this planet, on the same ground that we were born to walk on? Unfortunately, hypotheticals do not get us anywhere. If I could offer my take on destiny, it would be this; the only predispositions we are born with are the ones we choose to develop and evolve throughout the course of our lives. Those predispositions are not imposed on us by the will of any higher being, they are the direct result of OUR OWN free wills.

Forget the desires of an almighty “higher being” for a minute even, just think of all of the backlash you've dealt with on the way up to the National Elite Championship - fuck that even, just remember what it was like getting to EAW in the first place! How many people doubted you? How many people took one look at you and decided without any substance of thought that you were doomed to be a failure? How many people must've said that a guy like you could never make it in this cut throat business? And don't get me wrong, “a guy like you” is by no means a derogatory phrase, but there is definitely a hurdle when it comes to morality; a deep and very real conflict which defines our character as wrestlers. Too many men, in their conquest of fame, glory, and the most important token of achievement there is in the world of wrestling - the almighty championship belt - forget what constituted their moral alignments. Who's born evil? That's not a predisposition that's imposed on any human; alignments in life are the result of circumstances. Do you think Ares Vendetta came out of the womb as a sniveling, evil, corrupt little bastard shit? Do you think Lannister knew as a child the dominant monster he would grow up to be? We were all born with a blank state; I'm personally of the belief that humans are born good until the desolate reality of the world weighs down on them, and at that point, our alignments in our lives, the direction we choose to follow on the moral compass is decided by how we react to those circumstances. I didn't have it easy growing up. The childhood environment I grew up in could very well be the backstory of any criminal gangster junkie perpetually imprisoned individual, but that's not the path I chose to follow because simply put it would've been too easy. I don't like the easy path in life, because the simplicity of it deprives us of the feeling of true accomplishment. I could've kicked your teeth down your throat literally any time we were in the ring together - and so could have you - but we aren't like that. I've lived that life Rex, I've experienced the depravity and mental insanity of being the “evil bastard” in all of my conflicts. I spent years of my life being a cruel bitter motherfucker but it took me until the time that I got to EAW that enough was enough, that living with hatred and anger at the forefront of my mind was no way to live at all.

Ultimately, I felt that I made the right choice because I broke the mold, just like you did. We are living proof that the abandonment of integrity and respect are not requirements for success. We understand that no victory at all is a better outcome than a hollow one. You won that championship with honor, and you've defended it with honor despite facing great adversary. I may have slighted it in my last promo, but your wins over Lars Grier and Darkane were both impeccably impressive, like seriously. I've faced Darkane in just a singles match and although I won, that was seriously one of the most challenging matches I've ever competed in. You faced him in HIS element, you survived hell with the devil himself and you walked back out even stronger than you were before you went in. You didn't stoop any further than Darkane did, you put in everything he was putting out, you matched him at his most dangerous, and you won. At risk of putting myself at a psychological disadvantage, I'll just say this; I'm worried. Plain and simple, I've never felt this anxious about a match. Even going up against The Pizza Boy several times in my stay here in the EAW, I felt more confidence and assurance in my abilities, because even though he was touted as the “better man”, therein laid his crux - I've toppled giants before and I will most definitely do it again. Like I said before, the thing that scares me most about you is that you and I stand equal on the same ground. I know that's not something you want to admit or accept, but you'll quickly realize that fact at Pain for Pride. I haven't won the National Elite Championship yet because I haven't gotten the one opportunity I need; that do-or-die feeling of desperation where if this one last time isn't the one where you finally vindicate yourself and validate years of fruitless harvests is what's driving me; it's what has driven me this far, to the tenth annual Pain for Pride, and of course, to the one championship that means more to me than any other… the one that you hold.

I don’t joke when I say that the National Elite Championship is the most important championship to me. I truly mean that, and not because I think that it’s my peak. Not to be vain, but there are World Championships in my future, as there are in yours too, Rex. I wouldn’t have had the same sentiment of the National Elite Championship being THE title to win for me last year, nor would have I said if anybody but you was the champion. YOU, Rex, YOU made this title mean something. Ever since you won it, you have made the National Elite Championship the most prestigious title on Showdown, and fuck it, with you as champion and me as challenger, with how hot we both are right now, with how much effort we’ve put in to get to Pain for Pride, with how much we have the entire fucking wrestling world buzzing over our encounter, this may very well be a World Championship match. While Lannister was smearing the honor and prestige of the Answers World Championship with his bullshit, you were elevating the National Elite Championship to that top spot each and every time you got in the ring, and even more so with every phenomenal defense you’ve put on. You cleared the field of all worthy challengers that came your way, and I’ve cleared the field of anybody who would dare to say that they have more of a claim to competing for that championship than I do. You never take the easy way out. In each and every one of your defenses you had the option of simply walking out on the match and keeping your title, just like some of the scumbug “champions” in this company do, but you never take it. Every night that you walk into an arena with that National Elite Championship, there’s a chance you won’t be taking it home but that doesn’t bother you one bit. You’d rather lose that championship in a blaze of glory than to hold onto it by duplicitous means, and that is what I respect about you the most. You are guaranteeing me the best match I’m about to fucking have in my entire career at Pain for Pride. Rex, this is going to sound corny, but the day that I walked back into this company, I wanted nothing more than to face you. It’s funny, how when we first faced off, I did have - what I thought to be at the time - a distant dream, that I would face you for the National Elite Championship at Pain for Pride. At that moment in time I didn’t even know if I was fit to be in the 24/7 Battle Royal, let alone at Pain for Pride at all, but I think you can agree that I’ve more than earned my way up to this point, and we’ve ascertained that there’s nobody more ready to face you for the championship than me.

Now that isn’t saying much, really. I should be here. I should’ve been here two years ago. Do you know how long overdue this moment is for me Rex? Do you understand that I should’ve been National Elite Champion two years ago, and that the cruel strings of life pulled me away from gold and glory and threw me into darkness and misery? It’s easier for you Rex. Your worst case scenario? You lose the title, move on, and you’ll be a sure bet for World title contention post-Pain for Pride. I know how much that championship means to you and I’m not trying to trivialize what its potential loss may mean for you Rex, but let’s face it. You’re the shooting star that I was two years ago. You’re the hot golden talent who’s ready to strike the main event scene like a hot iron, branding the name “REX MCALLISTER” over the elite circle of the EAW. That name should have said “STARK” but that iron’s gone ice-cold and thrown in the wasteland with the other would-have-been “the future of this company” talent. You’re different from those though Rex, because you show no signs of cooling down. You just keep getting better and better, and I respect you for one reason. Often, rising stars outgrow the championships they hold, like the New Breed title or the National Elite Championship. They think they’re too good for them, becoming too eager to just step up to that next level, and as a result they stop caring about the championship they currently hold; and what happens then is a complete disregard for the integrity of that title. Match quality goes down, ambition fades out, and the title’s respect suffers as a result. Not you though, Rex, you grew into a goddamn superstar as National Elite Champion, and you elevated that title up with you. You didn’t just settle for being “too good” for the National Elite Championship, which by any other set of circumstances, you would be. No, you made that National Elite Championship just as important as you are. You face and defeat former World Champions. You hold your own with the greatest of all time. And through all of that, you’ve made the NEC legendary… And that just makes me want to kill for it so much fucking more.

My journey is the antithetical counterpoint to my “destiny”. Had I chosen to merely play victim to circumstance, I would’ve been a strung out junkie you’d see on the streets of Manhattan on your way to MetLife in East Rutherford, Rex. I broke my own mold. I said “fuck you” to the writer of my destiny, broke his pen, took out my own, and wrote myself the best damn story I could have. Things haven’t been all good. I’ve faced hell both in the ring and out of it, but I always come back stronger and better… faster and harder too, I guess. Cheeky huh. You and I were both the battling underdogs at one point, but now we get to stand as the titans of our division, and you hit the nail on the head. We’ve both suffered horrible, heartbreaking losses in this ring and out of it, but that never let us down. Discouragement is a natural feeling, but it shouldn’t be the predominant one. The negative feelings in life should only be reminders that the good is yet to come, not the feelings that shape our thoughts. We rise up further than where we stood when we get knocked down. Here’s the thing though Rex, you knocked me down once, and I sure as shit ain’t letting you beat me that easy this time. Win or lose, I’m giving you THE match of your career, the one that defines your legacy as champion - or the beginning of mine. Home doesn’t mean much to me, unfortunately. Parents, family, barf. They’ve done nothing for me. My friends were good at a superficial level, but not enough for me to give a shit about now that I’m in this business. Coming back to the tri-state area, just thirty minutes from where I grew up doesn’t fill me with nostalgia, nor does it fill me with any sort of remembrance at all. It is good to see that the shithole where I grew up is the same shithole that it is, but I’m not back to say hi to my neighbors, I’m back as a world-class wrestler, I’m back more successful than anybody who had ever doubted me, and I can’t say that I don’t take guilty pleasure in the pride. The only perspective I see now is that my dreams of making it to the big stage have been realized, that I’ve come full-circle after everything I experienced. I was here as a baby, and I’m back here again at the top of my game. The first journey is over for me Rex. I’m at the destination, and for as impactful as the journey was, there’s only one thing I see anymore, only one thing I dream of, only one thing I think about; and that’s you down on the mat for three seconds, me standing above you, holding up the National Elite Championship.

I always speak from the heart Rex. I don’t care if that means I give up too much about myself before a match, I don’t care if that puts me at a disadvantage, but if my opponent doesn’t know exactly what I’m thinking heading into a match, I wouldn’t consider it a match to remember. This is Pain for Pride. If we won’t lay it all out here then there’s no point being in this business. This isn’t about mind-games. This isn’t about one-upping. This is equal, man to man, squared up competition. One winner, one loser. One man going home with the title, one man holding their head in disappointment. One man cementing his legacy at Pain for Pride, one man longing for another opportunity to do so. My opportunities are getting cut short further and further, and I’m tired of failing. I’m tired of disappointing myself and I’m tired of disappointing everybody else. I’ll agree that you have the right to disparage me; you have the right to look down on me and consider me unworthy. Objectively, I’M the one fighting you at Pain for Pride for a reason. This isn’t all about me, because you are my foil Rex. You’re the man I NEED to beat. If I don’t win the National Elite Championship from you, I have no right to win it at all. You are the golden boy, standing in the spot in the line where I once stood, but I’ve been cutting my way up to you, earning every spot I advance, and now that I stand right behind you, there’s only two ways this can go. Yes, I am a desperate man. Too many times, I’ve thought about giving up everything and going home. Too many times, I’ve thought myself unworthy of being in the ring. Too many times I’ve listened to the doubters, to the naysayers, to everybody who told me I’d peak at the New Breed Championship. Where are they now? Where are they now that I’ve ascended to your level? You’re the new doubter Rex? I do have a lot to prove, but nothing more to prove until I beat you. You’re all that’s left in my way Rex, and if you really think that I don’t have what it takes, then what else can I do but prove you wrong? You don’t think I have the spirit of the fighter? You don’t think I’ve been down on the ground, bleeding, crying, coughing out a lung? You don’t think I’ve been broken physically and mentally more times than I’ve been rewarded for it? Get off your high horse Rex. You’re done being the underdog. Are you mad, maybe even jealous, that this story has now become mine? That you’ve ascended so far up that people are ready for your empire to fall and for mine to rise? It’s only the circle of history repeating itself once again Rex. I’m just as much of a fighter that you are. I’ve taken blows to the heart, to the body, to the mind, and to the soul, blows that SHOULD have put me on the shelf for good, but I keep coming back, and within three months of my return I’m facing you for that title at Pain for Pride. You take these series of events however way you want to perceive them, but if you really want to deny what I am as a competitor then it’s only going to serve in my favor.

I don’t just meet my expectations Rex. Maybe you have higher expectations of me, but after my first run crashed and burned, I was destined for the pre-show, perpetually. I’ve had high expectations of myself, and I’ve let them down over and over again. Maybe I’m just a cliche, the overused Cinderella come-back story but whatever. I don’t let labels define me. You can call it whatever you want it, but to me this is the chapter in my story that defines everything. This is do or die. Don’t mistake my passion for ignorance. Don’t take my ambition for lust. I haven’t been fooled by anything. I see things more clearly than I ever have, and if even that to you is a misconstrued perception then it may very well be that you’re the one in dire need of a reality check. Can I recommend LSD? There are no objective truths for you to define Rex. This is all just conjecture, just the build up to the grand finale at Pain for Pride. It’s there, in front of seventy-thousands, in front of our hometown, that we will determine whose story this is; who the hero is; whose destiny will be fulfilled; and if you truly humble me, so be it. If you send me tumbling back to the depths of darkness from which I just spent a year of my life digging myself out of, then so be it. But until then Rex, I’ve ascended with the light, I’ve embraced the color of this world, and while you may find complacency in what you’ve become, there’s only the long way up for me, and I’ll do everything in my power to hit that peak at Pain for Pride. This has been coming for years Rex, and even you of all people may not be enough to stop the shooting star that is Stark.
Finnegan Wakefield
Re: EAW Promoz!
Post June 19th 2017, 3:25 pm by Finnegan Wakefield
CHAPTER 40: IN THE HEADLIGHTS
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NEW BREED CHAMPIONSHIP ULTIMATE X MATCH:
Opposition: Chris Elite, Moongoose McQueen & Lucas Johnson (champion)
Venue: East Rutherford, New Jersey - Show: Pain for Pride X
"It baffles me how far up your own ass you are, McQueen, because you're either playing stupid or you just flat out don't listen. Offering me your advice, reflecting your past woes onto me and going off on your usual "it's someone else's fault" rants. Yet you still continue to strawman debate; ignoring the fact for the sake of your ego and it's fragile state. You compared me to a sheep being lead by a shepherd to the slaughter, even going as far as stating you'll be the one to lead me. A true case of the blind leading the blind if that were to happen but I should count my lucky stars that'll never, and I do truly mean never, be the case. I believe it's more fitting comparing me to a rabbit caught in the headlights of vacuous crap.

Do you honestly and truly believe that you can simply get a man fired for doing his job by simply asking? How thick can you get? If you haven't encountered him in a while, it's probably because he filed some form of accusation complaint against you for trying to get him fired. You don't hold the authority to get a man fired from his line of work, nor did you. Names Fitzgerald, nice bloke, was the referee for my match with Chris Elite just the other week. Called that one straight down the middle. He did, in fact, not count fast, nor did Kelly interfere in our match, you're fragile ego just went into defensive mode and you just started crying like a child who didn't get a present he wanted for Christmas. Yet, you still vilify me in an ironic sense of your own incompetence. I must be a bad guy for accepting Sebastian Monroe's ruling to just inserting the both of us in Ultimate X. Surely, after receiving a dislocated elbow from a pre-match attack by Johnson, who insisted that I could continue the match despite doctors telling me I wasn't physically able to compete, should have done the valiant thing and marched to Monroes office and said "Well, either postpone our match until I was fully ready, which would be after Pain for Pride, or give my spot to someone else, give my spot that I've worked ever so hard to obtain, to somebody else." But here is the thing. If you had such a problem with me not asking for our match to be postponed, or for my spot not going to someone else, where was your complaint? Why didn't you ask for the match to happen at a later date? Or if my spot could go to someone else? To coin a phrase and spin it on its head "What Goosey wants, Goosey doesn't get". It's not like you were valiantly marching into office and proclaiming that it wasn't fair that you were Ultimate X without fighting for it, willing to take on all comers just for the chance. You merely accepted it, accepted a forfeit win that was fictitious and wanted the spot at Pain for Pride handed to you on a silver platter. What a "Righteous Hero" you dictate yourself to be. If you weren't such a self-contradicting, obnoxious, whiney little shit, maybe I would take your opinions at face value and just label them as shit.

I honestly have no idea how you can see yourself as Righteous; morally right or justifiable, little own a hero; one who is admired for their courage, outstanding achievements, or noble qualities. Literally, none of this describes you, not even remotely. You're selfish, self-centered, paranoid, fixated on your own agendas of writing the wrongs you've labelled your own shortcomings. You'll parade yourself around with your self-entitlements, not working for a single one, only complaining when they don't fall in your lap like you wish they would. If nothing else, I should have asked for your spot to be given to someone who'll be able to prevent the mental breakdown you'd suffer once these chips don't fall into your lap like the ones that came before. Possibly someone who had a better grip on reality, a knowledge of what makes a true hero.

Just face it, McQueen. Your attempts to besmirch me, vilify me to suit your own agenda will change nothing when it comes to Pain for Pride and Ultimate X. I have fought through injury, defeat and frustrations to get this point and through hard work, dedication and fighting spirit I have earned this oppurtunity and will make the best of it. "
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