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Re: NEO Promoz September 16th 2017, 9:23 am by **Alex Reynolds**

"At least we can get a disabled sticker for the car now." Nikki said.

Nikki was all heart. Her concern for me was overwhelming. I'd been stuck inside this medical facility for almost seventy-two hours. Minus the half a day I'd spent doing NEO's version of the Krypton Factor. That shit just made things worse. I'd arrived there in a neck brace but I'd been ordered to take it off. I wasn't allowed to complete the athletic drills whilst wearing such a thing. Forget about the numbness in my arms and the tingling sensation in my fingers. I had cones to run around and hoops to jump through. I had duties to fulfil as a member of the NEO roster and by god they didn't want a dereliction of said duties. I got a distinct impression that they weren't too keen on my recovery either. On the plus side, I'd had the pleasure of seeing Astraea Jordan work up a sweat. My god, that girl can move. She is mesmerising. I was captivated by her presence.

"Did you come here just to mock me?"

"No. I came here to cheer myself up."

I'd been an idiot. I'd fallen for the oldest trick in the book. The old pal's act. I'd dished out the compliments to the guy because I felt he deserved them. In return, he played the same game with me. Only, we were playing the game from completely different rulebooks. I played fair and he played me. The look in his eyes should have alerted me to his sinister plan, but I'm all for giving a man the benefit of the doubt. I like to treat a man as I myself would like to be treated. I don't take great pleasure in sucker punching individuals. I'm not hell-bent on destroying a man's career because I cannot handle a simple thing called jealousy. It's all become clearer now. The fog has shifted and now I can see clearly. I know what you are, Wilson. You're a coward.

"Did they tell you how long you have to wear that thing for?" Kacey asked genuinely.

"At the moment I'm having trouble keeping my head straight." I paused and looked at her. "The range of motion isn't what it should be. I keep favouring my right side. My head sort of dangles a bit."

"Isn't there anything they can do? I mean, surely nowadays..." Her voice trailed off.

"They're not quite sure what the problem is at the moment. At first, they thought it was a stinger."

"Stinger?"

"It's a common neck injury that a lot NFL players suffer. It's not life-threatening and usually doesn't require an operation."

"So if it's not that, then?"

"The Doctor doesn't want to speculate. Until I can hold my head up straight without pain then he says he can't know for certain what it is."

"Is this what we pay for? Doctors who can't diagnose? This is absurd!" Kacey placed her head in her hands. It was the first time in a long time that I felt she genuinely cared about me.

I looked over at her then my eyes met Nikki's. I raised my eyebrows briefly and shot her a sympathetic look.

"She'll be alright," Nikki assured me. "She's just worried that you're going to end up with a wheelchair that has a squeaky wheel." She smiled.

It was inappropriate and insensitive, but it made us laugh. Isn't that what they say about laughter? That it's the best medicine? Well, in this case, they were right and I was determined to overdose. Kacey removed her hands and looked up at the two of us laughing and joined in.

Despite my pain, I felt invigorated. In that precise moment, it felt like all my troubles had melted away. Then I realised that I'd be competing again very soon and whatever happiness I'd been feeling evaporated like water in the Sahara. It was easy to make threats against someone when your body could help you see those threats through. It was another matter entirely to back up those threats in a weakened state. I couldn't hide. I didn't want to run away. I had to stand and face the threat that awaited me. It would be hard, but I would not back down despite my current circumstances. I'd be going against Doctor's orders when I entered that ring without his consent, but I couldn't allow the enemy to celebrate my death. They would not be hoisting their flag up that pole just yet. Not if I had anything to do with it. Alex Reynolds will not be rubbed out that easily.

"Do the EAW know about your condition?"

"I don't know about my condition."

"I mean, have you kept them in the loop?"

"I can't tell them what I don't know, Kacey."

"You know you're not well enough to compete."

"I know I can't just sit back and watch the show pass me by."

"If you step into the ring in your condition you could end up crippled. You may never wrestle again."

"And if I don't show my face next week then I may never be able to hold my head up again."

"There'll be plenty of time for revenge. Recover first."

"I'm supposed to just sit back and watch that guy walk around in my spotlight?"

"He's got a point, Kace," Nikki interjected. "It's about pride."

"Yeah? Well, you know what they say about pride don't you?" She stood up, grabbed her belongings. "It comes before a fall!" She stormed out of the room slamming the door behind her. I wanted to point out that "Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a fall." Was actually the original turn of phrase but I didn't think that in her current mood, she'd appreciate it. The fact that she wasn't in the room when I thought of it might have had something to do with it.

I sighed heavily. "You think she's right?"

"I think she's worried."

"She should try being in my shoes."

14 September 16th 2017, 9:10 am by **Shackleford**

Missed opportunities.

Have you ever had that feeling where you are so sure of an outcome that when it doesn't go your way your left paralyzed with shock?
That feeling of utter certainty being completely stripped from you. Leaving you high and dry...

James Ranger pulled the rug right from under me and smothered me with it. Our next match may never come so you could say I lost the battle AND the war.

*Shackleford takes a deep breath whilst looking down at the ground, then looks up again*

Nope.

Nope nope nope. I'm not taking that as I huge upset. It's just momentum. I haven't any and he had it all. The night wasn't mine, but it will come.

Maybe this week, against Blake 'fokin' Banner.

See as a Pompey lad and somewhat of an exception to the rest of the south, I appreciate the jocks. They're tough bastards and they can knock em back. You want a mad night out with the lads, make sure you've got a jock with ya, always great to have a token Scotsman in your group...

Blake 'fokin' Banner, you also lost last week. So there's no momentum swings in anyone's favour. It's just who's the toughest bastard with the biggest punches. Now I'm not sure if you've been to West Ham away mate, but I've had to fight my way out of a tough situation many a time. I get the Glasgow derby can get a bit mad but I doubt you've really had a particularly tough brawl. Everyone's overweight and in tracksuits, not really the cream of the crop is it pal?

*Shackleford puts his hand into his pocket and pulls out some blue face paint, he badly paints one side of his face*

Nae, the fields run red with the blood of an Englishman. The battle of Bannockburn, where Robert the Bruce taught the English a lesson they will ne'er forget.

*Shackleford laughs to himself*

It's true that the Scottish have a long long history of warriors, but they also have a long long history in the shadow of the English. Culloden anyone?
So what are you Blake 'fokin' Banner? A Scottish hero? Do you stand seven feet tall, shoot fireballs from your eyes and lightning from your arse?
Or are you just another alcoholic jock in a puma tracksuit?

LETS BE HAVING YOU!!!!

Re: NEO Promoz September 15th 2017, 4:46 pm by **Ryan Wilson**

Out of Character Disclaimer:
The following is a joint promo between myself and Simon, player behind The Mad Trickster. I have his permission to publish this. Enjoy!

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The scene begins in a room of the bizarre duo of Ryan and Azrael. The fourth wall breaker specialist is lying on a couch, in a tweeting war with Jon McAdams and looking amused. Azrael finally pops up by slamming the door to which the Jerk with the mouth doesn't have any reaction to.

Azrael: Ha! Not only do you owe me one, but you need to give me 100 bucks. Because I was betting on the winning horse that is Brayden Wolfe! Can't stand that Brit, I knew he would lose and that makes me happy.

The couch laying, Tweet sending, ass kicking Montreal native rose a gloved hand giving a ~Give me a mo~ gesture before putting the handheld device away once he was done.

Ryan: I owe you a hundred alright, you'll get it later. Do you want it in US or Canadian currency? Or maybe in Rubbles or Yens? Let me guess: Monopoly money.

Ryan grinned.

Ryan: Owing you one for not interfering in my win against Reynolds? Dream on Bub. We're partners, tag team partners. Do you owe me one for when I help you win? That's a big bowl of Nope! Deal with it. Good on you if you prefer to bet on prairie born dimwit who can't even pin me down clean to win. It that makes you happy... Of course it does... The New Breed Championship's next owner repeats himself more than my washer on spin cycle. That will all change though, because the way things are going you and me, we're going to the top of the NEO card and that means title opportunities. And that means the New Breed Title will soon get the Champion it deserves. One that will treat it nice, take her out to dinner, cuddle with her at night...

Ryan looked as if he was starting to day dream out of a sudden, looking up with a look of awe.

Azrael: Noo! Owing me because I'm always the one who took the bullet for you. We're supposed to be a team right? You weren't there to prevent a noob winning over that filthy brit Reggie and you failed to have my back against Shackleboy. I forgive you for our match against Diana and Cheeta cause you were there taking of her, while I was a idiot not avoiding her finishing move. I'd like to have the same opportunity as you, I'm kind of sick having a sidekick role. We're supposed to be equal and I have the impression of being Robin WHICH I AM NOT!!! And I'm gonna prove it this week by having the next victory against Alex and whoever his partner is.

Ryan's head cocks to the left as he remains silent for a few long borderline annoying seconds before he moves from his laying position to sitting on the couch.

Ryan: Oh Julio...

The masked man gets up his seat to move to face the mad trickster.

Ryan: You are seeing the whole thing all wrong brother. You need to stop thinking and planning about one upping me. You need to stop wanting to be better than me, you need to stop being jealous of my success and focus on your own. You are totally in the wrong frame of mind man! When it comes to this team, our pair, the deranged duo I'm not better than you: We're equaled man! When are you going to get that through your thick painted skull of yours?

He takes a short moment to let Azrael think about what was just said.

Ryan: If you want me to interfere in your solo matches to help you get victories, I can. I don't mind it at all, but don't you want to win on your own sometimes? You clearly want to be successful, you need to win on your own sometimes. I'm not saying every damn time, even I don't win every time like that. Thank you for the assist against the Ranger by the way. The bottom line is you need to change your way of thinking, because if you believe I see you as nothing more than a Robin you are mistaken.

Again he took a few seconds to let it sink in.

Ryan: You don't need to prove anything to me Azrael.

He waits a few seconds, Ryan hasn't called Azrael by his name since their days in Sanctuary of Wrestling.

Ryan: What you need to do, is work with me to make our tag team great. To make it the best on the NEO brand and later on the best on whatever brand we end up being on if we are called up as a team. Can you do that? Can you push away your hatred and jealousy of me and see me as an equal? Do you even realise how much stronger we are if we actually work together and not to be better than the other? If we work together, we elevate ourselves together and for once you don't end up being my launching pad to the next level. No, we get to the next level together.

He puts a fist in front of him, between himself and Azrael.

Ryan: Reynolds and the new guy doesn't stand a chance if we're united. I'm good, with you I'm better. I want to help you be better than you already are a man. But for that, you need to see me as your partner, not your rival.

Azrael struggle with his feeling he doesn't know what to do, should he put his feeling aside and try to be friendly or will he continue to act like a douche over him. He is not sure what to do, he shows his fist with hesitation but finally accepts to fist bump Ryan Wilson.

Azrael: I have the feeling I'm gonna regret this....

Then he returns to the normal with his positive attitude.

Azrael: By the way, if he thinks he's going to crack my skull with a partner who is nowhere to be found. I'd like to see it, I'd like to see if he's a wannabe tough guy or not. But he wasn't so tough when you put a end to him.

Ryan: My Man!

When the bump connected he pulled his fist back with an explosion movement and seemed happy with Azrael's decision.

Ryan: You won't regret this, you don't realise it but you're winning already. Now, Alex Reynolds and Axl Willow. I gotta admit I had a great match with Lex. It was pretty much what I expected and a little bit more, which makes me look forward for another round. But I exposed a weakness out of him, his neck, which should still be banged up comes the next show and that will be to our advantage if we focus on Reynolds quickly and put him out of the equation fast. Some folks will say I tried to take him out, that I was brutal with him and yes I was brutal! The objective is to win. I only took advantage of an opportunity and it paid off big. I'm sure if I was the one with a hurt neck he would've tried to cash in on the hurt too. Now he's partnered up with a daisy fresh new guy who recently got his ass handed to him by a Punisher-type character who wants to bring justice to the NEO brand. That means one of these days he's going to come for either you or me Azrael, and I look forward to it. In the meantime, what else is there to say about Axl Willow? He's a classic story of a guy who fought hard through his life and now makes it here in hopes to have it good. Guys like him are a dime a dozen but a duo like us? It's a rarity. And besides, even when we're at our worse we are more cohesive than those two who never even fought together. I don't expect the match to be a walk in the park, I don't underestimate Reynolds. But I think the odds are in our favor.

Azrael: Correction we're facing Alex Reynold and Zack le Zéro, not Axl Willow. His partner is someone who didn't bother to show up. So the poor Alex Reynold has to be a one-man army I guess. If he wants to gain the momentum. Let's hope then Zacky will surprise us with something flashy cause I'm through facing ghost opponent, I want some real competition.

Ryan: My bad! One isn't better than the other. The both lost to The Revenant this week anyway. That said, who in their right mind calls themselves Zero and expect to be credible? Ha! What a goof! And he actually believes he is the the Uncrowned Hero and the future of the company. Not with that name he isn't! You want my two cents? The guy's nothing, the real threat in our match is Alex Reynolds. You want some competition? You focus on him, he'll give ya a run for your moolah. So what I'm saying, if I'm saying is anything... Is we got this.

He points himself and then Azrael repeating the move a few times.

Ryan: We.. Got this. Do you have anything else to add? I'd really like to catch up on the last Rick and Morty episode, I hear it's mind blowing.

Azrael: Nah you can go and watch your show while, I'll try to build a game plan for Wednesday.

Ryan: You do that. See ya.

Ryan steps back and lets himself crash on the couch while Azrael looks at him wierd then turns to make his way out. The promo ends while we follow the mad trickster and we suddenly hear Wilson scream ''WUBADUBDUUUUB!!!''

Static

The logo fades and reveals Daryl Kinkade sat cross legged on in a battered old arm chair. He is casually dressed in jeans and a white t-shirt. He leans forwards and begins to talk.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the first edition of Catch 22 TV.

I sit here before you, once again broadcasting to the world, or at least anyone who has stumbled across this youtube channel. Only this time I sit here, not as some random guy hoping to try and resurrect his wrestling career but as an actual member of the NEO roster.

Roughly ten years ago, not quite to the day, I made my debut in the ring in, ironically, a fatal four way. It was way back in the day when everything in wrestling was about who could put on not necessarily the best show, but who could cram in the biggest, best and most death defying spots in their matches. As a result the match ended up making the guys who try and pull off moves on a trampoline look like they were putting on a wrestling clinic. If memory serves correctly, it ended when one of the guys moonsaulted off the stage and put two of us through a table.

It was mad. It was ridiculous. It was not a wrestling match. It was and still is the worst match I've ever had.

And yet, it holds a special place in my heart. It was the first time I stepped in a ring, albeit very briefly, and I realised ti was where I belonged. Shortly after that match, I fell in with three guys I still consider my brothers, we formed a faction that tore shit up wherever we went. A faction I have paid homage to with the naming of this very youtube show.

Catch 22.

But, alas that is all in the past.

NEO is my chance to begin again.

On September the 20th in San Diego, I'll step between the ropes and face off with three other guys. No-one will care what I've done in the past, in fact I'd go as far as to say no-one will care about me at all. I'm nothing more than Daryl Kinkade, a new guy in NEO who just happens to be in the same match as a...what's the word? Returning? Reborn? Re-debuting? I don't know what the word is I'm looking for, but I'm in the same match as Kenny Schmidt and he will be the one the fans are focused on. A guy they knew and are desperate to see again. No disrespect to Shane or Ace, but we're the side show to Kenny.

And that is fine by me. There's no pressure on me what so ever. I can turn up and just do my thing. No-one's going to have a fucking clue what to expect out of me or whether I've had a good match or not.

At the end of the day, this is my first match in NEO. In life, you only get one chance to make a first impression and this match is it. What ever I do in the ring next Wednesday will dictate how everyone with any connection to NEO will see me. Either a potential future star destined to get called up to the big leagues, or a permanent enhancement talent, always stuck in the basement and believe me, I have no intention of becoming the latter.

Daryl sits back in the chair and stairs straight down the camera

Kenny, Ace, Shane.

Wednesday, we are going to tear the house down and show everyone why we deserve to be here in NEO, but there can only be one winner.

Unless of course there's one of those rare double pinfall or double submission situations.

End Transmission.

Static.

Re: NEO Promoz September 15th 2017, 7:45 am by **Woogieman**

Woogieman is in The Gym to be working on his Conditioning and his own Technique. He's wearing a Shorts and Sweater, He's Sweating to get Better and Better Every single week. He's doing another Things.

I'm lived with a I Phone. I'd bad two Weeks but, Nobody would never believed someone would really win their Matches in First Two weeks. We got The Talents were also hungry. They've some goals to be a Champion in the business. I'll congrats to My Opponents. It doesn't Matter We'd win some or even Lose some Nowadays.

I got to move on at The Moment. I'll get them back. They'll be very Different Person who'll always come Prepared for his Opponents. I'm not just Arrogant and Cocky. I can Back it up as well. Now, I'm going back into my Working out. Oh wait, I'm forgetting something. I got it to say to My Millions of Woogieman Fans. I'll see You Guys and Others Later. If Ya smell What The Woogieman is cooking.

Re: NEO Promoz September 14th 2017, 5:23 pm by **The Revenant**

The Dreadknight: Part 1

Day after The September 13th show of NEO Wrestling:

A NEO Reporter stands with her camera man in front of what would look to be a news promo area,

“...we’re coming live from today’s NEO live taping. Yesterday the normally looked down upon roster was treated to a stacked card. Brayden Wolfe succeeded in his singles match to become the next new breed contender, In a shocking turn of events Hart lost to wakefield, and ashten became the new NEO Commissioner, and finally, a surprisingly good match, in the Fatal Fourway. Four new talents to NEO all battled it out in a fatal fourway”.

“The match was an amazing display of acrobatics by Axl Willow, agility by the amazing Zak Zero, and the scottish ferocity by the titanic Blake Banner. But ultimately, the battle was won by the sheer Brutality of The Revenant. Displaying a serious amount of rage, brute force, and skill, the mysterious chicagoan managed to overcome the odds, and left with a debut win. However no real sighting or word has been given on the competitor, however like many others following last night’s card, it isn’t strange to think he will make an aftermath appearance as wel-”.

Suddenly, the set lights above her head flickered, “Uh, Um Murray, could you make sure the breaker back there is secur-”. She was cut off as the lights cut out, one of them snapping off and popping as she screamed in surprise. The lights came back on, with one of the lights handing, flickering as the fluid and sparks trailed out of the broken end, The Revenant stood there, behind her.

The reporter was at first taken a back, silent, she looked to the camera man and then back to The Revenant. The Revenant cracked his neck, in the same robe like attire he wore in his first promo, he approached, drawing back the hood as he stopped next to her, staring down and remaining silent.

She stood there, looking up at him, the height different apparent as she was only around 5'6". She swallowed her fear, staring up at the terrifying man, the broken light crackling in the background.

"Your......victory against the three other competitors on Wednesday was a spectacle of skill and brutality.....If I may.....How will you follow up this with your proclamation just a day before?'. The Revenant stretched his neck slightly before speaking:

"The match yesterday was the first in my mission, but not the last. There will be more victories to come, EAW is still full of corruption, and I'll see to it that it's effectively cleansed...".

With that, The Revenant started to walk off, hearing towards the double doors leading to the back storage area of the building. She looked around, stuttering a bit, she turned to him as he reached the door. “Can you tell us who your next opponent will be?”.

The Revenant stopped at the door, right hand on it, he looked down, then turned halfway looking back.

“Saturday” he said, exiting the room.

The reporter turned to the camera,
“You heard it hear first folks….The Revenant will reveal who’s next on his warpath this Saturday On the EAW Network….Stay tuned, this is your Free Agent Corespondent Anna Lawson.....signing off”.

She looked back at the shattered light, then at the door, signaling with her hand to the Camera Man to cut the feed.

Re: NEO Promoz September 14th 2017, 12:22 pm by **YAMADA**

NEO Promo I: "Rebirth"

Rain poured down from the clouded sky as a man continued his stroll down a street made of brick. He wore a pair of doc martin boots, ripped jeans. His long black trench coat reaching down, nearly touching the floor. It was almost damaged by the by the occasional stepping of puddles and the light rain already pouring down. Upon a lookup would show a rather strange yet familiar face having worn the trench coat. The majority of which was covered by long brown hair, but what was visible were piercing blue eyes and a scruff for a beard. He stopped right at the front and looked directly to the camera and shook his head.

“Have you ever wondered what happens when you take a man and strip him of every single thing that he had when he started?”

The familiar face said as he stepped back, finding a place to sit on a wooden crate as he kept his legs outwards, his elbow on his knee and his chin on his forearm as he continued his gaze to the camera across the alleyway. He tucked his hair back, clutched his taped up hands together.

“His pride, his power, his dignity! His spirit! What’s there left of a man when all that is gone? When they are all vanished because you flew too close to the sun?”

The man takes his hair out of his face and tilts his neck to the right while still looking at the camera.

“Does he keep hold of his pride? Does he hold onto his way of life? That’s what I’ve been asking myself for months.”

The figure’s hair is now drenched by the lightly pouring rain. His trench coat soon followed as he looked down.

“Since I was at least five years old, I was told that I was destined for greatness! I was told from birth that I was a man unlike any other! Told that if I wanted something in life, that all I had to do was take it! And that's exactly what I set out to do! I wanted not only to live up to the past five generations of my family name had set for me and my brothers, but surpass them! And when I first arrived on the scene in EAW?"

The man raised his voice, straightening his back and extending his arm out wide. His eyes wide open.

The scene arrives to a flashback to Friday Night Dynasty, almost a year ago as a young Kelly Hackenschmidt rushed his way down the long entrance ramp to a motivated crowd. Ensiferum's "One Man Army" blasting in the background as the announcer shouts "From Hamilton, Ontario, Weighing One Hundred Eighty Nine Pounds, HE is MISTER PURE WREESSSTLIIINNG KEEELLLYYYYY HACKENSCH-"

The announcer's voice continues to fade out while the scene does a fade to white before returning to that man sitting in his alley way. The music had all but vanished and all that was left was the sound of Kelly's voice.

"The standard only got bigger!"

In the background you can hear the broadcast commentators shout words like "This guy's got a bright future ahead of him, the business is in his blood!"

The scene slowly fades back out to Kelly sitting alone. He glances back up at the camera. Scoffing as he looked off into the distance, wondering to himself of his melancholy. He scratched his beard as the rain kept pouring lower and lower.

"And each and every single time, I cracked under the pressure! When I announced my departure from EAW, they all said together He had so much potential, if only he would stay! But guess what? I'm back, and whether or not I would have achieved great things in the time I took away from EAW, it doesn't matter, at least not anymore! Because now? Now I see clearly what exactly has held me back for so long! I left because I knew there was something holding me back from unlocking my true potential! Though that was the thing I realized, I didn't want to be just the guy with a load of potential and never realizing it! So I realized exactly what was holding me back; the same thing I prided myself on; Honor!"

"If you've ever seen any show ever, you know what happens to those who consider themselves honorable. All it takes is one person to disobey the code for them to be defeated! All it takes is a man who holds no honor, and they are defeated. And while I have the ability to stand up to them, they'll have to understand, that I am not expecting them to hold anything back. So, why should I ever hold back anything that unlocks my chances at surpassing that legacy! But as the old saying goes; Death before Dishonor. And am I going to not uphold my word? Well, that's the thing, the Kelly Hackenschmidt you knew is DEAD! No longer! I will not be trifled with such a foolish name that only locks the family name I've seen hold back my family back to just some schmidt lands in Ontario for so many years. Instead, I shall carve my own legacy! I will carve it out of blood, stone and the fears of all those whom would oppose me!"

The artist formerly known as Kelly stands up from the wooden crate. He fixed his hair out of his face once more, straightened his neck, cracked his knuckles and took a deep long breath. His eyes looking up to a grey door across the alley. The opening pianos to "The Minotaur (Wrath of Posiedon)" by Fleshgod Apcolaypse plays as Kenny slowly makes his way to the door. On top was a logo that said NEO Staff and Talent Entrance Only! He grabbed the metal door knob and turned his head to face the camera.

"From this point forward, I shall be known, as Kenny Schmidt!"

Kenny turns away from the camera and twists the door knob and opens it to face him. A bright white light was all that could be seen on the other side. Kenny stepped through and vanished as the light flared up. The music continuing into the menacing choirs as it completely consumed the camera's vision. Only revealing a small graphic of Schmidt's face simply with the word "SOON..." written upon it before the music and scene begins to fade back to black.

Re: NEO Promoz September 12th 2017, 5:11 pm by **Brayden Wolfe**

" Funny, you know it seems like ever since signing my contract it seems like I've stepped into the ring with nothing, but " funny guys ". You know those guys who try making jokes or claiming thing that really aren't true. It seems like each and every single opponent I've stepped into the ring with has tried playing that card. Now you, yeah you know I'm gonna say it again and I'll keep saying it because that's what I do. Reggy, you're trying to play the same card that every other guy who I've defeated played and you seem to think it's going to help you. Somehow you think it's going to help you have your hand raised when our match is over? You really think in your head cracking a few jokes or trying to make me look foolish is going to change the outcome of our match Reggy? Do you honestly think it's going to change the fact that my hand is going to be raised and I, not you will be walking out of that ring as the winner of the EVO Series? You are right on one point and that is the fact that I have worked hard in order to be in the spot I'm in right now. All my dreams and goals, they'll come in time Reggy and that's something you need to understand. You're not stepping into the ring with somebody that doesn't know how to get the job done. You're not stepping into the ring with somebody who has a lot of talk and nothing to back it up. My plan when I entered this tournament was the same plan everybody else had, but the difference is I'm a guy who got the job done. Just like I'm going to do when that bell rings Reggy and I realize that's not something you like hearing. I understand me telling you the truth right now is something you're not going to agree with, but when I beat you in the center of that ring. What then? Will you finally be able to hear what I have to say and know it's nothing, but the truth? Will you be just like everybody else I've beatin and try to make it seem like it was a mistake? The only mistake Reggy was not having me crowned the EVO Series winner before the tournament even started. The only real mistake Reggy is the fact that every single superstar in EAW whether it's on NEO or Dynasty believe they're on my level. You, I'm going to prove to you just like I proved to each and every single other guy I've taken out to make it to where I am right now. I'm going to stand over you with my hand raised in the air and maybe then you'll know exactly who Brayden Wolfe truly is. Maybe then you'll actually understand what I'm talking about because I'm a guy who knows exactly what he's doing. Do you? Do you know what you're about to step into? "

" Trying to relate me to any other superstar is crazy and I thought even you knew that. Yet here you go putting me on the same level as a guy who I haven't seen do a damn thing. Now I'm sure you're pretty happy about what took place on Dynasty because I'm sure you caught it. I'm sure you were able to watch me finally have my shoulders pined for a three count. Probably with a smile on your face thinking you'll be stepping into the ring with a guy who's not going to have his head straight. Well listen and listen close because what you need to realize is the fact that I may not be undefeated anymore, but that doesn't change a thing. It's not going to change the fact that I'm going to step into the ring against you and I'm going to beat you from post to post. Me having a loss on my record doesn't change the fact that I am every bit as good as I say I am Reggy. You trying to put me on the same level as a second rate superstar by pointing out you gave him his first defeat. Well you should be proud of that because it's obvious that won't be happening with me. I may be stepping into this match after suffering my first loss, but my mind is focused. Each and every single time I step into the ring I know what my job is Reggy so my loss on Dynasty means absolutely nothing. It's just a little stumble, but when I beat you down and have my hand raised in the air. That will be the best feeling in the world and it's a feeling I already have coming to me. I was the best damn wrestler in the whole EVO Series and I have proven it each and every single week. Our match will be no different, but the fact that it's the finals of the EVO Series I think it means that much more. So, you claim you're the rightful number one contender to the New Breed Championship and if that's the case then it's not really my problem. I had one job when this EVO Series started and that was to walk out the winner and regardless of whether you feel like you're the rightful New Breed Champion. The reality is I'm going to walk into that ring against you and I'm going to show you I deserve that number one contendership spot more then you. Hey, maybe after I become the new New Breed Champion you'll have a shot at me down the road. That's something you can look forward to Reggy because this match between us really isn't something you should be excited for. "

" Honestly Reggy I couldn't care fucking less how your name is pronounced because I just don't give a shit. The only thing I care about is stepping into the ring against you and having that bell ring. All this other talk about me not saying your name right isn't anything that matters. Yet you believe it does so I'm guessing you think I owe you some kind of respect? Your fucking last name isn't something I care about at all Reggy and for some reason you don't get that. You don't get the fact I couldn't care less if it's " Dempshaw " or " Dampshaw " because the fact of the matter is this. The two of us are going to be competing in the finals of the EVO Series and when the smoke clears Reggy I promise you it won't be your name being heard through the arena. You Reggy aren't anybody I should be worried about which is probably why I don't give a fuck how you say your last name. You're no different then any other guy on the roster and have you seen me show any of them respect? I do what I want because I'm good enough to and you think that's going to change because of you? You're nothing special Reggy and if you were I think things would be a little different, but the fact is you're not. You haven't proven a fucking thing to me yet you think I owe you something? I doubt you'll show me anything when that bell rings either because I think you're just like Ryan Wilson is. A guy who likes to crack jokes and try to make people laugh, but when the bell rings you fold up like cardboard. You think you can step into that ring and prove me wrong? You think you can step into that ring against me and prove to me I owe you respect? I don't, in fact I know you can't and that makes me feel even better about this little situation. "

" So you're actually going to sit there and say that you're glad about stepping into the ring with me? Almost as if you're excited about the fact that I'm going to not only defeat you, but I'm going to embarrass you in front of the wrestling world? You're looking forward to me beating you down, enough for me to finish you off and get the three count on you? You're excited about the fact that you're going to be the runner up in the EVO Series? You can say you're looking forward to it all you want Reggy, but when you're standing across the ring from me and we end up meeting face to face. I promise you I'll be calling you exactly what I'm calling you right now and the fact is you're going to have to like it. You're going to have to like the fact that I'll be standing over you with my hand raised in the air Reggy because that's exactly what's going to happen. You're going to have to like the fact that I'm going to be taking that number one contendership to the New Breed Championship. Yeah, the thing you claim you deserve and well. Lets just say this match will just be another reason why I deserve it more then you do. Just another reason why The Impact Player is and always will be on another level then anybody else on the roster. You're nothing more then the next victim on my list Reggy and maybe that's something you'll never understand. "

" So I'm supposed to envy you, why is that Reggy? Why because you believe in your head that you're actually that much better then I am. You feel like I'm that much lower then you and don't even deserve to stand in the same ring with you? I find that funny Reggy because in most cases that's the same way I feel about my opponents and you're no different. So I'm guessing the two of us will be stepping into the ring both thinking the other doesn't belong in the ring with them. Who's going to prove the other one wrong Reggy? You think you're going to be the one to actually prove that I'm not on the same level you are? The reality about all of this Reggy is that you're actually the one who doesn't belong in the ring with me. You're the one who should be feeling lucky about stepping into the ring with somebody such as myself. Yet you're going to stand there and try and make it seem like I'm supposed to think this match is special because it's against you? The one thing you need to understand before that bell even rings Reggy is the fact that you're no different then anybody else. You're a mouthpiece and the last time I checked running your mouth doesn't win you matches. Having a big mouth doesn't get you Championships. Frankly Reggy you're going to find out that running your mouth to me only gets you a beating and have you feeling like the idiot you truly are. I am every bit as good as I say I am Reggy and as generic as that may seem to you. I get the job done each and every single time and the reason for that is because I am without a doubt the best at what I do. You're about to find that out the hard way Reggy and lets hope you really don't take this loss too hard. "

13 September 12th 2017, 9:17 am by **Shackleford**

Congratulations.

James I honestly had no idea that you had been signed to showdown. I while heartedly wish you good luck.

*There's a pause as Shackleford begins to crease up*

Haha sorry mate, sorry. I couldn't keep a straight face...I thought I was a far better actor. Mate I couldn't give a toss where you end up, Showdown, Empire or your mother's attic. Mate you are merely a tool that I am using to climb the ladder faster. Once I've used you up your dead to me. Look at Ryan and Az. Couldn't give a rat's arse what they are doing. My only competition is myself. You are all just stepping stones and I will eventually step on every one of you.

I don't need to talk in rhyme or whatever to get my point across. I don't need to ask for a hand to deal with my opponents. Mate, I need no gimmicks, no angle, no handouts. I don't need a playbook for my matches.
I go out there and do what I do best. Act and React. Desperate men do indeed make mistakes, I guess that's just the humanity in us. My mistake was letting you feel like your 'help' was appreciated the other week. My mistake was letting you almost feel victory by raising your arm at the end of MY match. My mistake was letting you get back up after I dropped you.
I have to live with those mistakes. I have to listen to your monotonous ramblings about knights and snakes and whatever other tripe you write into your Game Of Thrones fan fiction.
This is the real world and in the real world you are going to face me in the ring, no interference, no run ins no excuses. Loser loses period. I am pound for pound an ignorant bastard and I can't stay down even if it's in my best interest. You keep saying I'm no threat and you have no need to care about our match, but I think it's because you can't think about two things at the same time. A match against POP and myself? It's a pretty mean feat. Focus on one and you lose the other, focus on both and you risk losing both.
Multitasking is commonly seen as a females skill, but hey maybe your one of these 76 other genders and can tap into it.
I'm not here to judge, I'm here to knock you the hell out, I don't descriminate, race, sex, religion...no difference, I'll knock you the hell out regardless.

James I can see why you wouldn't care about this match. Im basically a nobody, right? You've just been offered a contract for a main brand and won't have to see NEO ever again. I'm just that arsehole who blindsided you after a match. Yes it would be sweet to take me out, but you know you've a big match on showdown and you may well never see me again. I can see why you wouldn't care.
But then again, if you half arsed a match you could well see yourself getting hurt...and an injury before your big main brand debut could be just aweful.

Look, I said my piece. I talk hard and hit harder. I've a history and I've plans for my future. I'm a class act and stand head and shoulders above the rest. I don't need to be adored to be respected.

The time for talking is over now. I gave you a chance to say your piece, I gave you a soapbox on which you preach....and you know what mate? You bored me to tears. You had my attention but now you've lost my interest. You keep making the world turn James...

And I'll just keep doing what I do every week. Taking names and knocking heads off.

LETS BE HAVING YOU!!!!

Re: NEO Promoz September 12th 2017, 4:25 am by **Finnegan Wakefield**

Chapter 63: One Last Hurrah!

"The Wrestling Artist" Finnegan Wakefield

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"I have grown a strong bond with NEO; it’s not very often you’re asked to help build the foundation for a brand that will develop the elitists of tomorrow. I was one of a handful of talents that were asked to help build NEO from the ground up, however, most of them either felt they were too good to be apart of a “developmental territory” and saw it as some kind of burden. Most of them demanded to be removed, others complained the entire time they were here. Even some of the new signings that were assigned to NEO quickly adopted a similar opinion. I on the other hand loved being able to assist NEO anyway I could, even if it meant double if not triple bookings. When everyone else was viewing NEO as a ship ready to sink, I was helping to plug the holes. Some saw it as a weakness, I saw it as a strength of will. They rewarded me for my enthusiasm by having me Main Event their inaugural event; Uprising where I fell short of winning the New Breed Championship. To establish a pecking order, the EVO Series was created and we saw some talents thrive while others stopped dead. Those who didn’t really want to be apart of the elitists of tomorrow were weeded out. I’d like to say I did extremely well in the EVO series, although eventually, the multiple bookings caught up with me and with that exhaustion would take its toll and I was ultimately eliminated from the tournament by Reginald Dampshaw. I still meant everything I said about Reginald; he’s going to have to up his game immensely if he wants to win the EVO Series, or find success on Dynasty now that he has been drafted over there. He’d better improve quickly though, because if he wins the series, he’ll be getting a shot at the New Breed Championship, and with my own shot coming just around the corner, should I win the title before his shot his comeuppance over our last two encounters will really knock him down off his pedestal. He believes I am too ashamed to even mention his name after the loss; quite frankly he was just in the right place at the right time. Nothing more, nothing less, nothing to be ashamed of.

In saying that, my time in NEO is coming to an end. The foundation of NEO has been established and the roster has begun to flesh out. With my elimination from the series also came the end of my duties I had for NEO as my priority brand of Voltage will be requiring me more and more. I am not certain how many appearances I have left scheduled to make here, but if this is my last week on this brand, I want to make the most of it. Firstly, by thanking the fans who came out to watch these youngsters grow and make better wrestlers and stars out of themselves. Secondly, to said youngsters in the back for being a supportive bunch both to each other and the product. But probably most importantly, to Lioncross. None of this could be possible without Lioncross overseeing and managing these events, bringing these talents in and giving them opportunities to shine. He has been nothing but accommodating to me, and for that I thank him. Which brings me to this week. Lioncross asked of me a personal favor, a favor he said he couldn't have extended to anyone else in NEO or in EAW as a whole. Lance Hart has been threatening to burn down what Lioncross tried to build, what I helped him try to build, all in an attempt to usurp Lioncross of his position as NEO General Manager. Lioncross asked me to represent him in a match against Lance Hart, a match where if I fail, he'll lose his job as General Manager. But if I win, Lance Hart will once again be fired from EAW. That's quite a heavy stipulation to carry, but I accepted. If he has that much faith in me to defend both his honor and his position in this company, who am I to say no? My only condition is that he doesn't get involved in this match. If he trusts me to represent him, I want him to have complete faith that I will get the job done. I can't have any assistance, nor do I want any.

Lance Hart, you've been trying to blackmail your way to a position of authority here in NEO ever since you stepped foot back into the door. Normally, I wouldn’t get involved with the personal endeavours of others, but you’re a special case. Your tenure as Voltage General Manager was a dark cloud over the brand before you were ultimately fired and Voltage was viewed as the lowest tiered brand under your watch. It has since begun rebuilding itself to be a contender with Dynasty and Showdown once again. NEO is still crawling until it can eventually walk. To put that in your hands with the knowledge of how Voltage was handled would be a disservice not only to Lioncross, but to the young stars of NEO who are still trying to find their footing in this company. I take pride in giving this brand a kickstart, and to see you bring that to a screeching halt is something I won’t allow you to do. I won’t look over the fact there have been a few questionable decisions that have been made since NEO’s return, but they were questionable decisions made out of ambition. And what sums NEO up better than that word; ambition. Not only are the talent ambitious, but the management too who want to see this strive. So, If my tenure in NEO is coming to an end, I am going out with one last hurrah! And I will do so by ensuring that NEO is still in capable hands while I am gone."

Re: NEO Promoz September 11th 2017, 10:16 pm by **DampshawIII**

EAW's Camera crew pull up to Reginald's estate. Him and Crichton are out on the veranda, enjoying the sunny Los Angeles weather. Reginald sees the camera crew and smiles and begins slowly clapping his hands.

Reginald Dampshaw III: Congratulations, Brayden Wolfe, you've done it. You've officially said the most generic thing I have ever heard uttered out of a human man's mouth. Truly appalling. As Sheakspeare once said, "It is a tale. Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing." But aren't you just the most perfect little sports entertainer? All full of humble confidence and genuine love of this sport. You've worked so hard to get here. Hear that children? Never give up on your dreams! And you're right, I won't be leaving the ring the same as I went in...because I went in as a finalist in the EVO Series and I shall leave as the winner of the whole series. You talk about how you are undefeated and plan to stay that way. Hmm...I seem to remember another wrestler saying the exact same thing. Who was that wrestler again, Crichton?

Crichton Merriweather: It was Finnegan Wakefield, sir.

Reginald Dampshaw III: Ah, yes. Mr. Wakefield. And what did I do to Mr. Wakefield, Crichton?

Crichton Merriweather: You beat him, sir.

Reginald Dampshaw III: I beat him. That's right. Now, the way I see this match, Mr. Wolfe, is that it doesn't even exist. It's irrelevant. I defeated Moongoose McQueen clean in the middle of the ring. I am the rightful no. 1 contender to the New Breed Championship. Then I find out this final match in the series is to determine the no. 1 contender? O.K. I suppose we are just going to forget my victory over McQueen. I don't care to fight you, Mr. Wolfe. I think it's a waste of my time. The outcome is not even in question. So why have the match? I never wanted to be in this ridiculous series in the first place. But, I shall acquiesce. If I must fight you, I will.

Reginald sighs, shaking his head at the thought of having to fight Brayden Wolfe.

Reginald Dampshaw III: Oh and by the way, my last my name is pronounced "Dampshaw", not "Dempshaw", you dumb slug. I'll allow it this time, only because I obviously have to beat respect of my name into you.

Reginald stops and looks confused for a second, then a fast smile comes across his face.

Reginald Dampshaw III: You know what? That actually makes me look forward to this match, to beat my name into your thick skull. Call me "Dempshaw" in the ring. Call me "Reggy" when we're wrestling. I dare you. Please, I beg you. Give me something, Mr. Wolfe. I want to break you until you get my name right, but I'm already going to do that. Make this worth something. Don't just come out and give your little speech to try and rile up the crowd. It's boring, it's overdone. Make me believe for a split second that you might have something the others don't. I'm going to win this no. 1 contendership, that is just fact, I'm getting tired of slumming it here on NEO and I can't wait to be rid of it. Mr. Wolfe, I envy you. I envy you because you get to step into the ring with me. I've never had the pleasure of being truly nervous and awestruck with a wrestler I was facing. For that, you are truly lucky. But again, don't let that awe stop you from giving me something to work with. I want some semblance of fun before I finish you off. Give me...5 minutes of your best stuff, that'll be a lark.

Reginald looks at Crichton and laughs.

Reginald Dampshaw III: Once Dynasty comes around, Aka Manah will disappear. I guarantee it. Finnegan Wakefield is too embarrassed to even say my name again, and once I defeat Moongoose McQueen for his New Breed Championship, he'll probably leave in shame as well. As for you, Mr. Wolfe, never give up, right? Maybe one day you'll have the honour of me driving past you on the street while you beg for money.

Reginald and Crichton both begin to laugh until Reginald quickly tells him him to shut up. Crichton does, and Reginald starts laughing again. The camera fades out.

Re: NEO Promoz September 11th 2017, 2:37 pm by **Daryl Kinkade**

What looks like someones living room snaps into focus as a slightly juddery hand held camera is switched on. Some mumbled words can be heard off screen before Daryl Kinkade appears in front of the camera and takes a seat on the edge of a slightly battered blue sofa.

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls...those of an indeterminate gender...welcome.

Firstly, let me introduce myself.

My name, is Daryl Kinkade. That's D-A-R-Y-L. It's a tricky name to spell, why my parents didn't call me something simple like Ben or Dave, I'll never know, but it's my name and I've kind of got used to it now. But I digress, I'm not here in front of this slightly shaky hand held camera that I have balanced on four books and a foot stool broadcasting to maybe half a dozen people who have tuned into the wrong Youtube channel just to tell you how to spell my name. No, I am here to announce myself as the latest signing to the NEO brand.

I believe that it's somewhat customary on these occasions to run on about what I've done in the past, how awesome or bad ass I am and finish off by predicting how I'm going to take NEO by storm. So here goes...I used to be called Dazz, I won a lot of shit in a federation you guys will neither have heard of or care about, I am indeed fucking awesome and I'm probably going to win a lot of shit here as well.

Right, that's the formalities out of the way, now onto the important stuff.

I am not your run of the mill wrestler. I'm already seeing some the established guys here who are embroiled in feuds getting their game faces on and being uber serious and with a show just round the corner that's to be expected I guess. I'm also watching some of the new guys to the fed, guys like me, puffing out their chests and jostling for position to try and make themselves stand out above the rest. Again, totally understandable, but a touch predictable as well. 'I'm bad, grrr' or 'I'm tough, grr' or 'I'm the best ever, yay!' and that's fine, we all have to start somewhere and make the best first impression we can, but I guess that's just not my style.

Don't get me wrong, I am fucking awesome, there's no getting away from that fact, you don't win multiple tag and singles titles and a World title if you're not just a little bit awesome. OK so the World title reign was only for two days and then the fed folded, but as far as I'm concerned it still counts.

Sorry, went of track again there.

As I was saying, I am fucking awesome, it's just I'm a bit more laid back, a bit less intense than my fellow grapplers. I wrestle because I enjoy it and the day it stops being enjoyable...I'll quit, simple as that.

A word to the wise though. Just because I'm not as intense or as serious or as high on myself as everyone else is, doesn't mean I don't take this seriously, I can...hold on two secs, that second book is slipping....

Daryl disappears from shot, the camera wobbles a bit and then is still. Daryl re-appears and sits back down on the sofa.

Now where was I? Oh yeah, I do take this wrestling lark seriously. I can hold my own with anyone I'm in the ring with and more often than not I come out on top. I don't want to bang on about my past, it's happened, it's done and it is completely irrelevant here in NEO, but remember, all those titles didn't just happen by accident or because of a fluke. They ended up around my waist because I earnt them and I deserved them and soon enough, NEO will find out exactly why.

But for now, I don't have a match on the next show. I signed on the dotted line a couple of hours too late, so now I have a week or so to kill until I debut. I could go to the gym and train my arse off so I'm ready for whatever is thrown my way, that would be the sensible thing to do, but like I say, I'm not the most stereotypical of wrestlers in the world and there's a new donut shop opened up down the street from my flat so...

But here comes the tricky part. I never, and I mean never, know how the fuck to end one of these things. I'm no really one of the 'drop mic and leave' set, equally I'm no good at the fade out thing, mostly because I'm filming this by myself. So I guess I'l go for this...Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, those of an indeterminate gender...let the shenanigans begin.

Daryl drops to the floor and out of shot. Some shuffling can be heard, a hand briefly appears in shot and the camera falls off the books.

Ah fuck it...

Re: NEO Promoz September 10th 2017, 11:25 pm by **Black Mamba**

History

To be reminded of one’s errors and frivolous misunderstandings, one simply blows away the dust on the cover, wipe away that which remains, and open to the first page for reference. Seeking to understand such ancient knowledge makes way for greater skill in your abilities. As is demonstrated each battle i have undertaken in NEO.

(Almost as if on cue, James appears tossing a rather laminated styled book marked for research, it lands with a subtle sound, dust shaking off it. He forces his smile to disappear as he looks back up.)

Make no mistake Shackleford, Voltage’s Leonhart handed me my first loss, my first TRUE challenge since arrival. A loss that was as refreshing as a cold lemonade on a hot summer day. I savored it for weeks, way before you decided you were worth your weight in salt and return to the ring. You can hardly consider the ideal situation you desire is going to happen. You caught my attention yes, but your legacy that you so desperate to have is not within reach. Cause desperate men, make foolish mistakes. You are not asserting any dominance...just cowardice. There is no “decorum” required for your actions, you’re just hoping i come blindly running at you. The Black Mamba doesn’t strike blindly, but with rapid accuracy. The speed of those strikes are with a dose of lethality that will hinder your progress. You would be wise to make sure you have insurance on top of what the company is going to offer Shackleford.

Mister Triple D is hardly a man i should be bothering with nor uttering unless i have done something to summon his presence. Brian Daniels is a man i am concerned with, as he signed me to Showdown, to which i am most thankful. NEO is now my second home, not some prison of the gladiators that you believe it is. I am already above the lies you tell, but here i am entertaining you with the chance that you can prove that your attack last week wasn’t a fluke. That time period where you were known..

(James flips a few pages, dust appears with each passing page, James coughs a little.)

With only possible a year of time in EAW...impact was not there for you was it...Shackleford? You cannot scare me. I am more scared of a man like Amadeus, then i am of a one hit tag team wonder. You’re in the same box as Ryan Wilson and Azarael. Yet, they already are better than you. Most displeasing to say the least. Maybe you can pass more of this wrestling know how to me, so i can compare it to the notes i have written with each passing year i have competed.

(During a session of NEO wrestling, days before the September 13th Card)

Two Second Rate Announcers are based at the score table near the ring, during a commercial review discussing the upcoming card.

"Well you see John people might give NEO's Roster cards flak, but I think Wednesday's gonna prove to be something special. We've got Wakefield vs Hart, which should prove to be an interesting mashup. Ryan Wilson and the trickster versus Alex Reynolds....".

"They've also got a Fatal Four Way style match between some new and old NEO wrestlers. Axl Willow, Zak Zero, a rising scotsman by the name of Blake Banner (my personal bet)".

One of the announcers squints at the paper, "who's this last one, 'The Revenant'?". The other announcer flips to the profile sheets provided, "An MMA Fighter hailing from Chicago, they've got quite the violent track record, specialties include MMA style brawling, grecco wrestling grapples, and some bone breaking moves they've earned in their combat in the Indies...".

Looking a bit appauled, the other announcer states "Who the hell decided to let some crazed lunatic into a proper wrestling program, what the heck kind of beginners platform is DeDeDe runnin-".

He was cut off as the Titantron scratched hideously from static, showing the show was forced back onto air. "What the hell, Jim is there some kind of work going on?". The other shrugged as the Titantron cut to a cameraman's POV, as they rushed down one of the back halls leading to the set.

Several Security Guards rushed down the industrial style hallway, past mats, sets, and other equipment. "GET ON THE GROUN-" the leading guard was met with a steel chair to the head. The figure, dressed in modern esc robes, with different militarized features and markings on them, held the chair firmly in their hand. 2 more rushed the person, one from behind and infront. The figure simply jutted their elbows backwards, forcing the grip off from behind them. The figure then turned, swinging around with the chair, it clocked the poor guard in the face. Turning around, they then kicked the other guard in the stomach, and slammed the chair down on their back as they were buckled over.

The cameraman rushed and ran backwards, as the figure spotted them and rushed towards them.

"What the blazes, Who authorized that?" he stated looking through his scripts, Jim, the other announcer shook his head. "something tells me that was off the record".

The cameraman then cut back on, seen running through black concrete and metal ground work, through a tunnel. "Wait a second, that's-" Jim noticed, as the Camera man then came running through the NEO tunnel, dropping the camera as the Titantron gave a view of the dark hallway. The figure, now noticeably a man, came walking, Steel Chair still in hand.

As he exited the hallway, a few ramp side guards came rushing to detain him. He responded by chucking the chair, catching one of them in the head, as he then speared another onto the ground of the stage. The Revenant then kept one knee on the guard's chest, as he began to deliver several MMA style elbow strikes to the man's forehead.

"For the love of god someone stop him!" the lead announcer yelled as a Referee and some more security guards arrived to try and stop him. The Revenant let go of the now bloodied head of the man, standing and turning, the 4 formed a sort of half circle as he was near the edge.

"Sir, just put your hands in the air, and stop!" one of them yelled, hand on a Tazer. The guard then proceeded to approach the man, who half convincingly put his hands up. The guard drew closer, and closer......Until the man grabbed the guard strongly around the neck with his right hand, his left hand prying the guard's trigger finger off the Tazer. The man then lifted him up, and choke slammed him onto the stage. The 2 other guards rushed him, The man then quickly delivered an elbow strike to the face of one, then grabbing and locking the other guard into an arm lock. Using the Arm Lock, he then spun, using the momentum to send the guard flying into the other guard, sending them both off the stage.

The man simply points to the Referee, who falls backwards onto the ramp in fear. He then points to the microphone, which is at his waist. The Referee then giddily tosses it to him before running off. The man looks around, the crowd quiet with only some murmuring, the announcers now at the edge of their seat. The man pulls back to the hood revealing it to be really The Revenant in a sort of entrance attire.

The Revenant looks around, cracking his neck after the recent tussle it took just to get here.

"NEO wrestling has been long forgotten, and EAW has been long plagued with mistreatment, corruption, and dirty politics...".

He gestures backwards, pointing up at the Titantron, which is now displaying "NEO Wrestling September 13th".

"It ends now....and on Wednesday....it begins". Tossing the microphone forward, the crowd cheers slightly for the rugged entrance of the new arrival.

"Well Mark it seems like The Revenant has made his first, official promo on The EAW Network. And I know I'll be tuning in Wednesday to see the card we've got stocked in 3 days".

Jim pulled on his collar ".....Well I'll have to now, or else he'll probably stop by my house with a steel chair".

Re: NEO Promoz September 10th 2017, 8:33 pm by **Brayden Wolfe**

" So this is it, only one win left and you know even before this whole EVO Series started I knew I would be standing in this position. I told each and every single person who asked me if I would make it to the finals that I would. Yet throughout the whole tournament I've had people question me. They've questioned my ability. They've questioned what I'm capable of doing. Even after doing each and every single thing I say. I'm being questioned even after running through this whole EVO Series undefeated. You know I find it pretty funny how people can really question somebody like me when guys like Ryan Wilson are still running around. Oh yeah by the way, how you feeling Ryan? You feel like you got your point across alright inside that ring? I know I did and that's why I'm standing where I am and you're probably still trying to figure out how you lost our match. Well I tried to explain it as simple as I could Ryan because I realize what kind of guy you are. Now, I'm on my way to the New Breed Championship as soon as I get through with my opponent this week. Reginald Dempshaw, now you're a guy I've kept my eye on quite a bit throughout this EVO Series for the simple fact that I knew this would happen. Watching you inside that ring I knew the finals would be between us so I guess you can say I've been preparing myself. I guess you can say I've been studying you through this tournament and you know I gotta admit Reggy you have a lot of talent. You're a guy who can back up a lot of what he has to say, but you see I know what you're all about. You come out on commentary in my match with Ryan Wilson last week and now you think you have me all figured out right? You watched me compete in one match and you think by watching me in that match you've studied me enough. You believe in your head that you're ready for what's about to happen. You think you have what it takes to step into the ring with The Impact Player? I for one really need to point out the fact that you are probably the toughest guy I've had to face yet. I'm going into this match with one thing in mind that is to walk out the winner. I have a goal in mind and when I want something I do what's needed to be done in order to get it. Right now you're the last thing standing in my way between me and winning the EVO Series. You watched what I did to Ryan last week, that was just to get me here. What the fuck do you think I'm going to do in order to win? Just think about that for a second Reggy because what you need to realize is the fact that I'm a guy who knows how to get the job done. It doesn't matter who I'm in the ring with because I'm good enough to get the job done, against anybody. I've proven it before over and over again so what makes you believe I won't do it again? What puts the thought in your mind that I won't continue doing what I've been doing up to this point? Is it the fact that you think you're better then I am? Well that's where you're wrong Reggy because you can think all you want. I know I'm a better wrestler then you are. I know for a fact that when that bell rings you're going to have no idea who you're going to be in the ring with. That seems to be the norm around this place and quite frankly I don't really have a problem with it. I have absolutely no problem walking into the ring against superstars who have no idea about me because that just makes my job easier. It only makes things get done faster and as much as you may believe what I'm saying is a lie. As much as you may want to hope what I'm saying isn't the truth Reggy the fact is, so did Ryan and look what happened. This is the most important match of my career and if you think for one second it's not going to end with my hand being raised in the air you're sadly mistaking. "

" Do you realize what I've had to go through in order for me to be standing in the spot I'm in right now? Do you realize what I had to listen to in order for me to make my way up that ladder Reggy? I can truthfully say I have worked harder then anybody else on the roster and this week is only proof of that. I mean I have my debut on Dynasty and then our match Reggy. The finals in the EVO Series which I will walk out the winner of both and I know this may be hard to hear. It may even be something you'll have a chuckle over, but I'll be the one laughing when my hand is raised in the air. I've said ever since I stepped foot through the doors that I am here for one reason and that is to make an impact. I do that each and every single time I step into the ring and now I have a new goal which is to become the New Breed Champion. Reginald you're a man I've yet to meet in the squared circle and when it's all said and done I promise you'll never wanna face me again. I know for a fact you won't be leaving the ring the same because this is the biggest match of my life. This match will prove that I am every bit as good as I say I am Reggy as as good as you think you are. As great as you claim to be when the smoke clears I'll be standing over you with my hand raised in the air. I'm gonna show you what it's like to be in the ring with the best in the world and a lot of guys would take this match as an opportunity. You, you're walking into this match thinking you already have it won which is the same thing all of my opponents have done. Each time I've proven them wrong and you're no different Dempshaw. You're just like everybody else, but you see you can back up some of what you say which give you an advantage over other guys. It gives you that little bit of relaxation knowing you're just that much better then the other guys. Reggy that's how I feel all the time about each and every single person I step into the ring with and you're next. You're the guy who's going to be standing across the ring from me when that bell rings and that's not good news for you. I mean I'm sure you feel great knowing you've made it to the finals, but you're not looking at the big picture. You're avoiding the fact that you're opponent in that finals match is the best wrestler in the world today. Of course you'll avoid that fact right I mean if you didn't you wouldn't feel like a loser right? You wouldn't feel like you've lost the match before it's even begun? Reggy every since I've singed my contract people have been trying to avoid the fact that I am every bit as good as I say I am. They've all been trying to avoid the fact that I am The Impact Player of EAW. Mostly Reggy they've all been trying to avoid the fact that I will be the winner of the EVO Series, but they can't avoid it anymore. Nobody can avoid the fact that I have made my way to the finals as smooth as I did because I did it fucking undefeated. I didn't lose a damn match and I'm not going to lose a match in the Series because I'm walking into the ring against you Dempshaw and I'm going to show you what Brayden Wolfe is all about. "

" You know I went home earlier last week too say hi to the fam and you know I couldn't help, but think none of them thought I would make it this far. I mean I guess I shouldn't really be that shocked it's not like my father even enjoys the fact that I wrestle. He wanted me to play a real man's sport like football or hockey, but I knew from the fist time I watched a wrestling match that this is what I wanted. Now that I've made it this far it just seems like people are watching me just waiting for me to fall. Everyone seems like they're waiting for everything I've worked hard for to crumble at my feet. That's what everybody's waiting for, but that's not what's going to happen. What's going to happen is I'm going to become the winner of the EVO Series by defeating you Reggy and then I will become the next New Breed Champion and you know what. I guarantee you'll be watching that match and you're going to wish that was you. When I have that title wrapped around my waste you're going to realize you had the opportunity and blew it. Don't feel that bad though I mean you're not the only guy who's had that opportunity and blown it. Look at each and every single guy I've taken out this far. We all had the same opportunity when this whole EVO Series started and I proved that I was the dominant superstar. I made examples out of every single guy I stepped into the ring with and I've done it better then anybody else in the world today. You're eyes need to open up before that bell rings Reggy because if you walk into this match the same way you've walked in to all your other matches. Well our match won't last long and that's a promise because the only thing I want to have happen. The only thing I have left before showing my dominance in Dynasty is to be crowned the winner of the EVO Series and that happens in just a few days. "

" So I realize you're probably pretty excited about what you think is a huge opportunity, but in reality it won't be anything more then you not being able to last on my level. I've shown it time and time again that nobody can last on my level and you sure as hell aren't any different as much as you may think you are. A lot of guys in the back have a lot of good things to say about you, but it doesn't seem like a lot of guys have much to say about me. Even though I've done every single thing I've said I would do, but I can't really blame anybody. I mean a rookie comes in and steals all the spotlight and a lot of guys don't like that. A lot of guys don't wanna let go, but the fact is there spotlight is already gone. I've taken it all and it's been that way since I stepped into an EAW ring for the first time because I do things inside that ring nobody else can do. You're going to find that out when the bell rings Reggy and I promise you it won't be something you'll enjoy. It won't be something you'll wanna go through twice and I'm sure down the road you will. What everybody needs to understand is the fact that I don't really give a shit if anybody likes me or not. I didn't sign my contract here to make friends or any new fans. I came here to show that I am the best wrestler in the world today and I've done nothing, but that. When that bell rings Dempshaw you're gonna find that out and when the smoke clears I'll be standing with my hand raised in the air. When you wake up will probably be around the time I'm crowned as the EVO Series winner which makes everything that much more perfect. Lace those boots up tight Reggy because you're gonna be in the ring with THE IMPACT PLAYER. "

Re: NEO Promoz September 10th 2017, 3:19 pm by **Shane Rivers**

This.. this road.. the road to greatness.. will be paved with the crushed bodies of my opponents. You may not know who I am, I may not be popular and famous enough for you all to do some research on me, either on the internet or.. books. But well, let's begin this, shall we?

The first thing you need to know about me is why I'm here. Why NEO considered to hire one of these people who have been in the free agent market for awhile. I'm not one of these people who came to play mind games with my opponents and such, in fact I don't play any games at all. I'm not one of those people who are looking for respect and believe in sportsmanship and such, 'cause honestly, NEO.. well EAW as a whole does not seem like a nice place. This isn’t the independent scene. Real people get real hurt. Just by being here, you've blackballed yourself from fighting almost anywhere else. Look around you. This clearly isn’t a place for the nice, the respectful, or the sane. This is the sewer of the wrestling world, filled to the brim with scum and shit. Those nice idiots try so hard to ‘belong here’ but for reasons beyond their understanding, they never will as currently constructed. Nobody in that locker room is looking for your freaking handshake. Nobody in this company will appreciate anything you do for them. This is as cutthroat as it gets. Yeah yeah, they are some good humans, most of them act like they are heroes and spend a lifetime helping the helpless. But when it comes to fighting, they are not good enough to stop anyone. Not even a fucking trainee from the performance center.

I'm not also one of these people who say that they will cause destruction in the company and such, because no one believes in any of the shit these scumbags say. As well, I'm not one of them loudmouths who talk all shit and such. This is wrestling, you talk all crap you like but when comes to in ring.. usually the biggest mouth turns out to be the biggest pansy, yet he would still claim himself such. So laughable!

So you would probably ask yourself.. who in the hell am I then? It doesn’t really matter, does it? It does, doesn’t it? They need it. They need me to introduce myself, go on some long winded speech about how I’ve been the greatest and how I’ll be great. In a world where President Trump happens, they need someone to make EAW great again. They need to hear me gloat about my first victory I am about to make next week against some guy nobody remembers, to talk about how lopsided it is gonna be. They need me to bring up my past to somehow validate who I am now. They need me to address all the hate I’ve brought on EAW just by showing up. They need it because they’re hungry. They’ve been regurgitating the same played out jokes, catchphrases, and one-liners so much, they’re malnourished. They’re starving for input, to find the next trend to latch onto, to drive into the ground. If you’re looking for sustenance, you came to the wrong place. You can keep your groceries, your pinkeye, and sleeping forever. You can swallow your hard elevens, your queefs, and your waterfalls. You can say your prayers and eat your fucks. I’m not going to say shit like I’m hanging from the GM's nuts like a dingleberry. This isn’t money shot central to slide up the card. This is exactly what it is and I’m exactly who I am. I’m not so insecure that I need to hold past accomplishments in your face hoping that you’ll back down. I don’t need to namedrop to try and be ‘part of the club.’ I don’t expect you to like me. I don’t expect you to respect me. I don’t expect you to fear me. What I expect is for you to continue living in this glorified spotlight you think you have or have earned. I expect you to look down the card and vaguely pick out who you think is here for a minute and who’s here for the long haul. That’s what matters to you. It’s all because you’re starving. It all means nothing. Absolutely fucking nothing.

Look in that mirror. What do you see? A EAW champion? A soon-to-be champion? Missing teeth and nipples? You see it because you need it. Most of you wouldn’t be here if not for the delusional views you have of yourselves. You have to be the best, to be validated by wins, titles, achievements, GM's love, something. You want and you need, trying to climb that ladder to get to wherever it is you feel you deserve. Oh, and do you deserve. Just ask you. You’ll tell us. Maybe you are some EAW lifer that’s pissed some upstart. Maybe you’re a new kid on the block and wonder why you haven’t gotten a shot at the championship yet. Maybe you just thrive on being a fucking lunatic. Maybe none of it matters. Maybe you’ll look a little closer into that mirror. Maybe you’ll see the dark, sinister truth behind it all. Maybe you’ll see that you are just like me.

You. Are. A. Nobody. Simple, eh?

You can’t see that though, can you? Even if you did, you would try to shake it off, jump in the shower, and scrub that painful feeling away. Then you jump back in front of a camera, talk some shit about somebody, and feel like you’re back to being ‘yourself.’ Just close your eyes, reenter Imaginationland, and feel that arrogance dance off of your tongue. You’re predictable like that. You’re just like Michael Best, some noob from another fed.

Michael made a big deal about this legacy he believes he built, that he believes is falling apart. He spoke of matches and careers and wrestling… He’s just another one of you. Don’t let his remorse or talk of fear fool you. He’s exactly like you. He always has been and always will be. Do I know him? Not at all. I don’t have to. His lips smack of ‘I’m Mr. Awesome Guy’ whether his words match it or not. He needs to be remembered in this business. I’ll let all of you in on a little secret. I have no respect for this business.

I don’t give a fuck about it at all. I’m just here for the fight. In a company where people are staring at their win-loss record and trying to find a way to put a nice little spin on it, I’m just here looking to bash some skulls in. Give me someone that I can hit, I will be fine. You can keep your titles and your need for validation. I’ll take the fight. I’ll take the best you have to offer and I don’t need anything from it. I don’t need to win. Shit, I don’t even need to survive.

I just need to fight. I just need to hit somebody, see them bleed, see them hurt. Maybe I show up in my previous fed and Michael has his hand raised. If that happens, I’ll give zero shits about it. When he wakes up in the morning and spends the next week icing down to relieve the swelling or hits up the local Med Center to get stitched up, he will know why I showed up in the first place. That’s what I love about all of this. That’s all I need. Michael only cares about his silly fucking legacy. Same as most people here in EAW.

I’ll never have that. I want nothing to do with it. I thought I did once. A few titles later, I didn’t feel any different. If anything, I only felt worse. I became what I hated, what I loved fighting against. I became a champion, putting way too much weight and value into some leather strap with a few metal plates. It became everything I wanted to fight for. It was disgusting. But it’s what all of you love fighting for, what you need to reach for. I’m not reaching, not like rookie Michael reaches. I’m not a high maintenance bitch. I just want to bloody up that pretty face of his, take a massive shit on a little legacy, and leave. Hell, maybe I don’t come back. Anything’s possible.

Especially when you give as many fucks as I do.

So let’s see it. Let’s hear talk of people's great legacy, hoping to ascend back to this greatness they claim to have once had. Let’s hear how they will do their best to get a victory this week, to once again establish the path of righteousness they think they can rebuild. Tell me how great they all are and how I’m a nobody. One out of two ain’t bad after all. Talk all that big boy shit. Then shut the fuck up and let’s fight 'cause I ain't believing shit from what you say and forever will do.

Still, who am I?

I'd rather just show you for goodness sake. NEO, next week.. better have that new signee's name here in the card 'cause they too curious on who the fuck am I!

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12 September 10th 2017, 4:51 am by **Shackleford**

Legacy

This business is indeed a craft you learn. A trade. Mastering it allows you to travel the world and lead a good life above your means. As I said to Dampshaw I'm more of a working class hero. The money and glamour isn't what does it for me, it's the idea of legacy. The thought that my actions today will shape the world tomorrow. It's an exciting idea. The fans won't remember if they cheered or booed me. They will just remember the impact made. Like it or not mate I HAD to take you out. I need to be willing to do anything to build my legacy. Your just a scapegoat James. But it's not all lost. Perhaps if this black mamba were to bite back and show willing to go as far as I am then this could fuel the greatest rivalry the world has ever seen, THIS, this right here could be YOUR legacy James. I have once again presented you with an opportunity to showcase the James Ranger experience. But I am really bloody hungry mate. I haven't the time to waste on someone who lacks the ambition to do anything for themselves.
Your 'wait and see' tactic has given you no success and you have lost more matches than you've won and nobody remembers the ones you lose, if you make a habit of losing mate then you run the risk of noone remembering you.

James you don't have to see me as a threat, you don't have to see me as worthy, you don't have to see me as a challenge. You are your own man and it's completely up to you if you want to prepare for your matches. But I am a desperate man James.
, And you know what they say about desperate men. They do desperate things. That means my chivalry falls to the way side. When I am in a position where I am no longer scratching and scraping for opportunity in the development brand, then maybe I'll assert myself with a little more decourem. But this situation is dire James. Don't you feel that sense of urgency? That if you don't dominate down here you'll be bogged down 'developing' for a long time. Seeing people come and go whilst you are still stuck in this prison of mediocrity. NEO isn't the name it had when I was here last but it serves the same purpose. It's like a petri dish, Dedede just sits back and sees what grows largest and dominates the culture and then he moves it to a main brand.
James does that not alarm you? That you'll never escape this social experiment? That everything you've dedicated your life to will be forgotten cause your sitting and waiting for your chance.

Maybe I am not a threat, maybe I will fade back to obscurity, but I will be damned near dead when that happens mate. Every fibre of my being is dedicated to succeed, chivalrously or not.

There is no honour among thieves and I am here to steal the show.

Re: NEO Promoz September 10th 2017, 2:31 am by **TheBadGuyBrandon**

Bad Guy Brandon can be seen outside his locker room door hoodie on and hood covering his eyes.

-looks up at the camera-

I know times are looking bleak but not once have I thought about giving up look at who I’m up against not one but two men who are very less superior than I am and have the audacity to believe they can stand in the same ring as me. –Laughs- This can’t be real, “woogieman” Really “woogieman” what kind of fucked up name is “woogieman”! listen I’m not going to tease you but I want to know what really makes these two “elites” able or even compatible to stand in the same ring as me?

-Takes hood off aggressively and with a deep tone says-

I’m sorry I’m really stuck, but enough with that let me tell you all what will happen you will see me walk down to that ring and you will see me completely dominate my competition. I am the Outlaw, The Outcast and The Bad Guy. I am all-in-one everything you idiotic people despise, hate and loathe. But it don’t make you people any more good than me. I’m just taking out the trash and getting rid of the fake! Now watch as I work.

-walks away intensely and frustrated-

Re: NEO Promoz September 10th 2017, 12:34 am by **Ryan Wilson**

''Some people may think I wasted opportunities recently. With losses in the EVO Series against Brayden Wolfe and the Tag Team Grand Prix against Di Consentes some people may think that Ryan Wilson may not have what it takes to make it far here in EAW. To those thinking this I say: You are blind, closed minded and ignorant fools with clear lack of wrestling knowledge and the inability to see something good when it's right under your nose.''

''Look at my match with Julio (Yeah yeah, Azrael I know...) against Di Consentes during the first round of the Tag Team Grand Prix tournament! Look at what we managed to do during that match, Cameron obviously was looking for ways to handle us while the Heart Break Gal was carrying her. Although they managed to get the pin victory, moving onto the second round, the whole EAW Universe turned their heads and looked our way.''

''And then came the last NEO show. Ryan Wilson versus Brayden Wolfe for the B Block Semi Final of the EVO Series. That match was gold! It was ratings! It was amazing and it was Money! It showed once again what I am capable off, the talent I am able to exhibit the ring and although I lost to a sack of crap (I'll explain that in a mo.) I once again turned the attention of the EAW on me!

''Both Di Consentes and Wolfe promised to wreck me, both of them promised to destroy, crush and eradicate me during our matches. Guess what folks? Guess who's still standing and laughing? That's me! And I'm hungry for more! Please people keep on saying you are the one to shut me up! Please try to take me out for good! Please try! Because I'm here to stay, and no matter how hard you strike I'm going to get back up. Win or lose it doesn't matter. I'm not an average Joe, I'm Ryan Frakin' Wilson!

''The bottom line? The moral of the story?
There is such a thing as a loss that feels like a win! And my last two losses were wins to me! They were money!

NOW! Before I move on I'd like to say a few words to the one I hope Dampshaw will beat next week. Yes you heard me I want Reggie to beat the frak out of Brayden. I have a few bills on you too so you best not disappoint. Now Wolfe I did say I would expose you during our match and I have! For the second match in a row I have lost against you not because you're better than me (You're not, you simply aren't.) but because you cheated your way to victory and the zebra was too stupid, again, not to see it! What am I talking about you ask? You think I haven't noticed when you kicked me in the groin just before you went for the Package Piledriver? This is the only way you were able to win against me, you had to cheat because you were out of options and you were exhausted. You know who you remind me of? And don't take it as a compliment: Connor McGregor. Against Money the longer the match lasted the worse you were becoming and the weaker you were growing to be. All that Floyd had to do was to wait, and that's what I did. I waited, sure I went all out in the meantime but I knew that the more I dished out against ya the less options you would end up having and in the end you showed me right. My groin and the entire Dynasty roster will remember it. Trust me.

Reggie, you have your faults and I forgive you for them but my money's on you old chap. The New Breed Championship deserves a better contender than Brayden Wolfe. Although I'm sure if he cheats his way out of dodge and beats you a certain Pickle Man is going to make sure the new acquisition from Dynasty doesn't get to touch the shiny he currently carries. Oh and before you think you're the better contender: No, you're not.

NOW!
Enough of the past! Let's focus on the future shall we? Let's focus on my next opponent, a man who is arguably one of the best promoters on the NEO brand, the guy clearly caught my attention since I inked my name on the EAW contract. I'm talking of course about Alex Reynolds. You my friend are a promoting MACHINE! And you manage to keep it fresh with your material and well let's not forget your work in the ring it's solid shit man!

Can the two of us headline the NEO Brand and push it to higher levels of success? Yes! Yes we can! I know because in every federation I joined no matter now big or small every time I stepped in there I ended up being on top and then the money came flowing as well as the Championships. I won gold everywhere I went, I may not have won the Big Belt everywhere but I managed Championship success everywhere. EAW is the biggest stage on which I'm performing on and I don't expect it to be any different! You, me, Julio and a few others we are bound to highlight the NEO Marquee for the foreseeable future. After that? Who knows on what brand we'll end up. But right now I want to push myself and thus push the entire NEO brand to it's limits! That includes you Bub.

Now... As excited as I am to our dance I will admit to one thing: I'm disappointed in you Alex. What? Already? So soon? Yes, and I'll tell you why. You throw a lot of praise my way, a lot of respect my way which appreciated and I'm giving it back in kind but then you went ahead and say what every one else does: You want to destroy me.

Dampshaw wanted to destroy me
Di Consentes wanted to destroy me
Wolfe wanted to destroy me.

None of them succeeded, a pin fall win doesn't mean you destroyed me it means you defeated me. They obviously don't see the nuance, I was hoping you would.
Now, maybe I'm twisting your words just a little, but we agree on one thing: Comes the 13th we're going to go all out on each other and I plan to make it a whole lot of fun for myself! I have a feeling you're going to enjoy following for the ride. You know what would be incredible? If the ratings of NEO surpasses those of one of the major shows. How craze-balls would it be if we were viewed by more fans than Dynasty? Hell it might happen now that Dampshaw and Wolfe joined the brand! HAHA! Hell who knows we may be watched more than Voltage or even Showdown or Empire! And that would be because of fucked in the brain lunatic, devoted, intense, limitless, no guts no glory guys like you and me!

If it goes according to my view of things, the two of us? We could go a long way, and that would mean so much money!
I said it before, the New Breed Championship deserves a better class of contenders. I'll push it a little farther! The NEO brand deserves a better class of fighters and people like you, me, Julio and a few others... We can make it happen.

Just like this promo just happened.

OH OH!
I'm going to have a talk with Julio: I don't want him to interfere on my behalf either next week. Not because I'm worried you'll rip him a new one (I don't think you'll have time to do that, I'll keep you plenty busy), but because I want to defeat you on my own. I'll ask him to make sure no idiots show up to try and mess up the magic we're about to show the fans. If any does, I know he can handle them with his Midas touch I mean special madness touch.

I'll ask him nicely, and if he does interfere... Then... I'm going to give him a real reason to hate me.

Re: NEO Promoz September 9th 2017, 11:23 pm by **Black Mamba**

v. Shackleford

Must be nice to be actually considered a seasoned beating stick.

To what i owe to a glorified man of history such as yourself? None of the others in the locker room didn’t seem to jump at your name. History must not be kind to someone of your stature. For if i have any reason to believe you, you are not worth much in the ring today, if those you named followed after your success. I made success not knowing who you were. I am sure i can dive into the history books and be amazed, but give me pause to consider that possibility even more.

For when the sun rises, each day i reflect on the betters before me that have crossed into this business, each with their set of skills. Each of them bring something for others to learn upon, for this business is still a trade that must be taught. You preaching prior history at this juncture holds no bearing, no weight on the matter at hand. To bury me will require more than pointy words my fellow knight. If i am to take a soothsayer at his word i need more than a treacherous snake spawned from inaction. I need to see your fire, i must have more than the fans crying out for my name in reaction to your misdeeds.

You claim you don’t NEED respect, but you WANTED attention. As natural as it comes to all human beings in this world, the bookers were taking note. A punk needed to be put in the path of the self righteous. That punk was me in your eyes. You NEEDED this more than i WANTED the head of your prior foes. You couldn’t possibly be seeking an endurance match that does not favor you. You NEED to retire, as you scare no developing talent on NEO. Maybe if you were truly a threat, i would ignore my other match, but you just don’t have the “essentials” i am looking for.

My respect is something that isn’t to the highest bidder, much less who is covering the tab at the pub. Your actions will not receive my respect, until you shown the proper chivalry that is needed. You are no knight of the round, but a scoundrel looking up at a picture reflecting your past. Fade back into obscurity Shackleford. You are no threat.

Re: NEO Promoz September 9th 2017, 7:12 pm by **Axl Willow**

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Heartbreak and tragedy can fuel the world man, I swear. Really, sit back and re-evaluate your life for a second. Think back to a time where you were down on your luck, a guy or girl you thought you could spend forever with suddenly let you go like a bad habit. One minute you're on top of the world, the next you're down on your luck. A tragedy, it really is, but then the come up happens. You realize that tricks never change, no matter how special you thought you had it-it won't change the fact that tricks never change. Never doubt the come up though, never doubt the light at the end of the tunnel giving someone hope. I'll be the first to tell everyone that hope and anger are the biggest two emotions you need in your soul. Yin and yang, good and evil, and when they both come together in perfect harmony you know what that equals? Drive. The drive to push forward and conquer the world, so you know what? This one? This one goes out to you, Sunshine'.

Heartbreak and tragedy aside the reality of the situation is simple, the return of TRAPSOUL is coming to NEO. A fatal four way, three opponents, three losers, one winner. Simple facts right there, but the thing I have to say is the unknown factor is strong in this one! I've got three opponents, three men who I have absolutely no knowledge about, the advantage surely isn't in TRAPSOUL's favor but when is it? I know that come up, I know that struggle, do these other three know that? Probably not. They probably haven't been broken into a million pieces and had to rebuild every single one of those pieces by hand. It makes me wonder really, what am I stepping into? This isn't a fight for me, it's just not. You can talk as much ish' as you want, any of you, but you gotta' realize that I'm not stressing it. What happens will happen, if it's a loss, guess what? I've got a few of those in the bank already, but you better believe I'm stepping into NEO in my first week looking to hand out these three L's like my name is Golidlocks and y'all the three bears. I've got some plans' though, some ideas of how this is going to go. One of you, hell maybe all three, are going to go after the easiest thing to talk about on me. My girl dropped me, left my ass and now is looking to hook up with a High Roller', but that's alright. Go ahead, get on stage and drop all your jokes, make your best Dave Chappelle impression and try to not screw it up alright? I'm ready for it, don't hold back, none of you, because you know for a fact that I'm not stressing it. I like it actually, I like being able to predict the game of chess before you even move your first piece, so go on and do it. I'm a three moves ahead, always will be because I've never been vulnerable... Well, maybe to one person, but I'm not on Empire and I'm not facing a Sunshiney' day. Funny tho', I'm keeping my ear to the streets, so go ahead and speak your mind! Hop on the soap box for your five minutes of minuscule fame, I'll just sit back and laugh, because come time for the match? You'll all realize exactly why this will forever be remembered as the Return Of TRAPSOUL. Bring your A game fam, you all are going to need it more than me. Never have I been worried before a match, so why do you think I'll start now I've got too much to prove this time around, got too much to gain. I need to prove that I can get some Sunshine back in my life, by any means needed. Sorry not sorry, I'll crack anyone I can to prove that I can rock with 'er again. That love was better than a championship, better than an award, hell better than a Series, sorry not sorry. You almost got me though, almost got me back in those feelings but I'm snapping back to reality. Remember what I said, the come up is real and the come up ain't going to be a one hitter quitter. TRAPSOUL is here to stay another day, best believe TRAPSOUL will never fade away.

Re: NEO Promoz September 9th 2017, 6:58 pm by **Blake Banner**

"Enter The Highlander"

(Introduction Promo)

[The bearded Scotsman sat upon a comfy, dark wooden chair that seemed to be straight out of a high class pub. He wore a pair of dark blue jeans and a black jumper with the scottish flag placed right on the left hand side. He tucked the hood of his jumper back and quickly grabbed the small circular glass he kept on the coffee table of the mood lit room.]

“Now alloo me t’ intraduce meself! The name’s Blake fockin Banner! Und if ya little shites haven’t figured it out from me accent, I’m from the great mighty highlands of Scotland! Now if ya haven’t heard my name before, allow me to get ya right down to the bloody dirtyness of things, becose ya ain’t gonna get that bloody flippy dippy or make ya tap out shite from me! No, instead ya gonna get wot we Scotsman call a bloody brawl!”

[The Scottish Southpaw took a hefty sip of his whiskey and stood up. His glass his hand as he continues to stroll down the empty pub.]

“Now, some of ya bloody cucks may argue aboot the fact they ‘ave to start down in a little place called NEO. But me? I ain’t scared of that shite! In fact that’s the fockin way I want to start my in ring career off! After all it’s easiest to start out beatin up the micro cucks before ya move on to killin the biggest cucks of em all! But while I’d be up for a fightin chance against the best NEO has to offer, it seems as tho I got meself placed in a fatal fourway competition. Let’s take a look at these challenges shall we?”

[Throwing caution to the wind, Blake tossed the whiskey glass up into the air and out of sight, Blake could not see much of the glass, but all he heard was the sound of glass shattering in the distance.]

“Now it seems that one of dese cucks seems to ‘ave already spoken up aboot imself! Some wee lad from Zakary from... “

[The Hard Hittin’ Highlander takes a moment to scratch his beard, pondering where he said he was from.]

“Connecticut? Oh well, no matta, shite is shite. Which arse that shite comes from don’t matta to me! Bot wot I do carre aboot is how ya seem to think that E-A-Dubya is gonna be de same as all dese otha promotions ya’re talkin aboot! Becoz I know twoo things aboot E-A-Dubya that ya seem to forget! For one, no matta where ya from, nothin seems to be bigga than this place, I’ll even be one to admit that I haven’t in a place the size of this bloody promotion! Besides, I’ve seen ya type before, leechin off all dese otha promotions no ones probably eard aboot to try and brag ya way to the top! It’s probably one ov me least favorite kinda cucks! And I gotta perfect move that shows ya wot I do to dem bloody cucks! Who knows, maybe thaat way of thinkin is just a Conneticut thing, no wonda the fockin Hartford Whalers are gone!”

[Blake reaches to a point where he’s standing right in front of a dart board, three darts each with a Scottish flag on their wings are pierced into the board.]

“Noo, that brings me to de second competitor I ‘ave ta deal wid in this we little fatal foorway, a man by the nayme of Axl Willow. He and I have a lot in common, we both have come from places where de only the strong survive. And we both seem to have a taste for knowin when somebody’s a anotha bloody little shite around this business! But the thing is aboot im I can say is pretty much the same for anyone who really thinks they’re hot shite! It’s becoz he ain’t evaa been in a ring wid another hellbent bruiza! Especially one who’ll uuse everythin in is path jost to assert is dominance ova the damn card! Let alone compete for a belt or compete for da right ta become the next New Breed Champion or somethin’. To be frank, I don’t care for that bloody belt as most dese cucks do, they only give this bloody belt some credit beoz they’ve been thrivin' in bloody bingo halls tryin’ to get somewhere when I did it jost by doin wot I do bloody best, beatin’ cucks to a damn pulp!”

[Blake tucked his hair back. He then shook his head and aimed his first dart at the board, he closed his one eye and took a shot, hitting a double-twenty, he then aimed the second he aimed before hitting a triple twenty! Then the third would fly from an upwards angle, only to land flat on the bulls-eye.]

“I guess ere’s oone last man to mention in this skirmish I’ve brooght meself into, some man ‘oo calls ‘imself the Revenant, well.”

[Blake turned back around, facing away from the dartboard and crossing his arms, a bright frown on his face.]

“Et seems as thoo someone ‘asn’t seen the same film Iye saw, becoze he shoold know wot happened to the bloody Leo DiCaprio characta before namin imself that characta, he got his arse almost torn open ta pieces simply becoz of the fact that e poked the bear! Noow, if I were this bloody so-called resurrected bein’! Ya may think ya’re bringin some sorta bloody concept of justice, but let’s be perfectly honest ‘ere; wot jostice is ‘ere when we all don’t care? Like it or not ‘ere’ll olways be those men who don’t care for some concept of jostice or some form of hiearchy, only for ‘is oown survieval! Becouse that’s the way the worrld works, lad! Ya gotta fight for ya right to survive! Und ya know what? Come NEO’s next big fatal fourway, I may jost ‘ave to bring not one bot three cuck killas on ya bloody sheepshaggas!”

[Blake shook his head and kept his macho complex going]

“Becoze Um gonna kick off NEO live on da thirteenth of Septemba by knockin three cucks bloody teeth right oot of 'eir damn mouths!”

[Blake scoffs at the camera before stepping away off screen]

Re: NEO Promoz September 9th 2017, 4:07 pm by **Alex Reynolds**

I think we can say without an ounce of uncertainty that you will remember my name. It will be filed away in your long term memory like the moment you lost your virginity. It was quite a battle wasn't it, mooney? I proved to you and all the doubters that Alex Reynolds is the real deal. If it wasn't for a touch of genius on your part then I'd be standing here still undefeated. When I had you pinned and I heard 1...2...3, I thought it was job done. I let my guard down. It left me vulnerable and you took that vulnerability and exploited it. When the referee informed me that your foot had been on the rope I didn't believe it. I thought that he was fooling around. I thought he was a having a bit of a jape. After you pinned me and I heard the same count again, I was enraged. How could I lose a match that I had already won? The fire inside was threatening to consume me and everything before it. I truly believed that I had been screwed by an incompetent EAW official. It was only later on that night that I realised what had happened. It was then that I saw with my own two eyes the ring presence that you possess. I'd hit you hard and in my mind, the game was up, but you had other ideas. The in-ring awareness that you displayed that night was a thing of beauty. I can't help but think that maybe I underestimated you. Maybe I was so confident in my own ability to walk right over you that I took my eye off the ball. You can take these kind words and allow them to massage your ego. I won't begrudge you that, mooney. However, do not think for one second that this means anything other than what it was. It was a moment of brilliance, I'll give you that. A moment that I didn't see coming. Next time, mooney, I will not lose my focus. You can be sure that our paths will cross again. When they do, lessons will have been learned. I will humble you. I will defeat you. As sure as day becomes night, you will fall at my feet.

This week I face a different kind of challenge. A challenge that I'm looking forward to. NEO has had a hard time gaining recognition lately as people would prefer to watch over the hill superstars and second rate performers instead of exciting new talent; instead of the future of this damn company! Ryan Wilson is a guy that I have a lot of time and respect for. He's also the guy that can help propel this brand into another stratosphere. What the hell is wrong with people? Can they not see the kind of athlete that this man is? Every single week I sit back here and I tune in to watch this man give his all in that ring. He entertains people with his unorthodox style of wrestling. Yet, his name isn't on people's lips. Fans of EAW have been overlooking Ryan Wilson. That is a mistake I will not be making. Ryan, it will be an absolute pleasure to step into the ring with you this Wednesday night. I am looking forward to duelling with you and pushing our already growing statuses even higher. I'd like you to understand, however, that once you step through those ropes and we lock horns, respect is out of the window. Inside the squared circle, it's kill or be killed. Survival of the fittest. Last week I made an unfortunate error: I took my opponent lightly. In fairness, I'd only seen the guy through video clips and archive footage. You, on the other hand, I've seen live. I know what you're capable of. Likewise, you know all about me. Let's face it, you'd have to have been living under a rock to not to notice the waves that I've been making recently. If we're talking Richter Scale, I've blown the damn thing to pieces!

It pains me to say this, but I'm going to destroy you inside that ring, Ryan. I'm going to dig down, deep, deep, down, and I'm going to bring everything that I have to put an end to you. I have to. I cannot win this match unless I leave it all inside that ring. We are the future, Ryan. This is our moment. It's our chance to show the naysayers that NEO has just as much talent as all the other EAW brands. One simple match between us could ignite the blue touch paper and push NEO into the forefront on people's minds. I know you won't let me down. I know you'll throw everything at me because you know no other way. You can be sure that I'll be bringing it all to your door, Ryan. I'll do whatever I have to in order to win. Remember that.

Oh and Azrael, I know you like to play games and fool around, but this isn't the occasion to seek attention. If you suddenly decide to make your presence felt this Wednesday night, I won't hesitate to crack your skull open. If you want to keep your pretty little makeup untouched then heed this warning: Do not interfere in this match or your unicycling days will be well and truly over.

11 September 9th 2017, 3:44 am by **Shackleford**

You got me.

Your right, I could have just said no. I could have told you no and left you to the madmen and it would have been peachy. But I've also been around the block a few times mate. I know how management think and what they look for. Regardless of how dickish my actions were, the bookers are taking note. The GMs are paying attention. Fans cheering or fans booing it's all about reaction. By dropping you after the match, going full arsehole, I just pushed in to the front if the queue.
See it doesn't benefit your career to sit around and await opportunity, the markets saturated. If you don't stand out you fade away and die.

But again you should thank me.
I've made the names James Ranger trend for the first time since you joined EAW. Now everyone knows your name. Getting double crossed could well be your big break mate.
That's right, your welcome..

*Shacklefords face drops into a stoic and somewhat angry expression*

What I have achieved here is already great. I paved the way for the likes of Azrael and Ryan Wilson. I paved the way for Dampshaw. I've done everything the NEO guys aim for. And that's not a brag. It's fact, it's in the history books. Just ask the EAW originals about The Foreign Prophecy.

Turn your back on me if you like mate. I've merely given you an opportunity at a match with any interest. An opportunity to showcase 'The Black Mamba'. I wouldn't be surprised if you squandered it, it's what your good at after all. But honestly I HOPE you show up and give it everything you've got, I do. Fight until you have no right left in you. Because it's been a while since I've sent someone to the injury reserve list.

Look I don't NEED anyone's respect. It comes naturally every time I knock a head clean off. I'll earn your respect James, but you don't have mine.
Watch yourself James. I do have a track record of retiring the developing talent. Don't want to derail the black mamba before he even gets out the gate.

LETS BE HAVING YOU!!

Re: NEO Promoz September 8th 2017, 8:17 pm by **Black Mamba**

v. Shackleford

From supposed ally to just another knee knocker.

Through whatever machinations, through false pretense..i asked you to watch my back. I suppose, having this “trust til no longer viable” attitude is a curse. You sought a chance. You saw me all the things you claim and more. Honestly, i feel you are full of shit, but i digress. Azarel was better off feasting on your dreams. I took a chance in helping you when they screwed me over. When i asked for your help, clarifying everything so that it didn’t have to be a bother for you, why didn’t you say no?

Why bother showing at my side in the first place?

Was the thought of being seen helpless stirring your heart? As a Briton proud and true, where was your chivalry? You question my every fiber….my being, yet your actions should be ignored because my flame is not wild and bigger than yours, but controlled and of proper height? I didn’t spend my countless years in this business to burn myself out. Azzy didn’t need the fury of the Black Mamba, he needed the calm of James Ranger. There’s a time and place for everything and he found out that i was more than he could handle without Ryan Wilson at his side. Once more, trickery was needed to ensure a victory, but lets not ignore the elephant in the room as you put it earlier.

You fucked up royally.

That clothesline, at half strength, felt like old ironcast skillet, but i doubt you could put me down with that at full power. You were only hungry enough to tackle a weakened ally. You couldn’t handle the straightforward action of Dampshaw’s raw skill, the dastardly speed of Azarel prior without being saved. You want passion and desire, i guess you’re gonna have to put some more effort into that attack of yours. Treacherous fools don’t get to question the direction their opponent takes when theirs is merely to snuff the light out of the house. You are no worthy challenger to be taken seriously.

Maybe i should turn my back to you.

I have no reason to believe you were serious about winning your prior matches, you must be past your prime to be shackled to what fans preach. Your success is not dependent on their voices, but of your body and mind. Continue to fall from grace, but be sure to know i will help you fall further.

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