We find Kohop Kapah stood against a purple backdrop, nothing fancy, just down to the point. 

He stares deadpan into the camera, fully suited and ready to go, 

"So, Arselx. I offered you my kindness, my companionship, and what do you do?" 

"You spit it back in my face. I gave you a fair chance to walk away, and what do you do?"

"You disrespect me. I even offered you a drink in my favourite pub, and what did you do?"

"You made a big mistake. Thats what. See you Wednesday. I'm done wasting my breath on you."

NEO Promo 2

All quiet on the western front. Where have you ran off too, Maddox? Just the other day you were talking up a big game and running your mouth about me. Where has that gone? Where has the ridiculous confidence you seemed to have escaped too? Perhaps you’ve admitted to yourself that you were hiding behind a faux confidence that was bordering on delusion. That could be it. Perhaps you’ve gotten frightened but what I said. Whatever the reason is, it’s embarrassing. You’ve tucked your tail firmly between your legs and ran off scared. How pathetic of you, Maddox. Man up you little prick. Step up. I think it’s quite clear to see that you are quite intimidated by the fine specimen known as Charlie Marr. It’s about time decide to swallow your pride and grow some balls. I am sure that your mother and father would be very proud of you, Maddox. You seem to have gone into hiding after you were verbally humiliated by yours truly. You seemed to have curled up into a ball and just stayed as far away from human contact as possible. I can see it now. Maddox Ayres is sat on his couch, eating ice cream as he cried his eyes out, something straight out of a romance movie. I say that because I know my words have broken your heart. I for one have very little sympathy for you. I knew you weren't ready for a verbal confrontation with someone of my calibre but I wouldn't have been Charlie Marr if I didn't bring you back to earth and send you home packing. Remember, you got yourself into this mess. You were the one that came for me first. You have let your arrogance cloud your judgement, that sets a very dangerous precedent going forward. If you keep letting that happen, you will never make it far in this company. I want to help you, Maddox. I am hoping that my comments help awaken the beast. This is a real attempt to poke the bear just a little too much. I want to bring a real fiery side out of you, Maddox. The only time you have spoken about me you were far too conservative with your comments. You had a very Laissez-faire attitude towards me, you seemed very laid back and it almost seemed like you were an admirer of mine. Simply put, Maddox, that doesn’t work. I know exactly what you’re thinking. Why am I trying to help you? Let me tell you. I said the previous time I spoke that I want to make NEO the flagship brand on Elite Answers Wrestling. To do that, I need the help of my fellow professional wrestlers here on NEO. Even I am not arrogant enough to believe that I can accomplish all I want all by myself. We need to attract the fans. How do we do that I hear you ask. Well, Maddox. We need to create interesting rivalries and bring exciting verbal confrontations to the fans. You’re seriously letting your side of the bargain down here. I have done all I can to create a real verbal spat but you seem to have just brushed it off. Is that interesting for fans, of course not.

I am fully expected you to step it up soon, Maddox. I am expecting you to jump up and attempt to defend yourself. How dare you let Charlie Marr talk about you like this. Are you truly content with sitting at home and hearing your name dragged through the mud? I really can’t imagine you are. Or are you really that big of a pussy that you’re fine with it. I thought more of you, Maddox, I honestly did. After two wins in a row, I thought you maybe had something about you. I thought maybe I might have a tough match up here. I thought I might have to actually leave first gear in order to emerge from this match victorious. How wrong I was. I am truly ashamed of you, Maddox. I am not so much angry, more disappointed. Nobody in my match last week seemed to be up for a verbal spat and I guess this week is the exact same. For that, you are going to be punished. I am really going to make you regret your lack of talking. How about I knock your teeth so far down your throat that you can’t speak anymore? I think that sounds fair. I proved to every single person last week how good I really am. I beat three other aspiring elitists without even putting in maximum effort. The victory came easy to me and I can’t see anything different this week. I really can’t see either of my opponents causing me any trouble in this match. The thing is, I have already defeated Maddox before we even step into the ring. I have broke Maddox down mentally before we have even been able to stand toe to toe, he has already lost by the time he reaches the ring. I have well and truly got into his head. Maddox is mentally weak, that is quite evident for everyone to see. His lack of response to me just highlights that. His mental fortitude is the weakest of anyone else I have ever seen. It’s just poor, Maddox. He really has absolutely no mental resilience. In the fast paced world that is Elite Answers Wrestling, mental toughness is vital. All of the top stars in this organisation have it and so do I. Maddox on the other hand, he doesn’t have it. That is the main difference between him and I. He has shown he is absolutely fine after a victory. But how will he respond after a defeat? How about a vicious defeat in which he doesn’t even cause his opponent a single bit of damage? How does he regain and focus after that? We’ve seen that he’s as good as gold bragging about a victory. How will he respond after I defeat him? Will he go into hiding once again and not say a word to his opponent? I think that’s what we’re going to see. Don’t be bitter, be better.

Woogieman's actually doing The Same old stuff what all the talent should been doing like Working Out and Get Much Better inside the ring. I'll keep my own himself in Wrestling Shape so, I don't running out of Gas too quick. We got a Show on Wednesday Night. It's for The Big Bhris Bhampionship. 


We already know that, I'd been in Top 10 Worldwide on Twitter, Facebook, Instagram and Much More. I'm really Trying to make The Title More Prestigious But, obviously It's  very Hard because Nobody has any Balls to face me in The Open Challenge for Big Bhris Bhampionship.  I'd a Open Challenge for The Newer Talent and Past Talent. I'm also talking about The Guys who's going to Future Face of The Business. Most of Owners really wants to see Potential about The These guys. They'll like to be Overwhelmed and Totally Impressed as well.


What Sinister Ace has said that,  I might get Low Budget Talent to Beat Me for The Title. Well I'd never asked Them to Face me at all. They did it on their Own. If, I did Paid them to Face The Great One then, I'd Record myself to admitted it.  He also has said that, He'll beat them for Big Bhris Bhampionship. I really wanted You to Held Your Business first After, You're finished with Your Rivalry then, I'd like to see you to Face me in The Open Challenge for The Belt. I'll be Waiting.


Now, The Open Challenge is Happening in Two days. I'll give a Opportunity to Face for the Belt. If, You really want this  then, Go ahead just take it away from Me. A Battle will be Best thing to happen to Me Right Now. Just Bring Your A Game on Wednesday Night. I'm Most Electrifying Man in All of Entertainment. I'm also The People Champion. You can smell What Woogieman is Cooking.

 
The following videotaped therapy session was released with the consent of both Carlos Rosso and his therapists. Opinions contained within are his own and don’t reflect the opinions of the Ichimichi Zaibatsu or EAW Management.
 
(The therapist, a middle-aged blonde with steely blue eyes and glasses, stares at Carlos Rosso as if she’s already tired of his shit. Carlos, laying down on the visitors couch of the spacious office out of which the woman runs her practice, is crying and clutching his Interwire Championship belt.)


Therapist: Now Carlos, we’ve been through this a lot. You must continue to open to make progress. Now, we had a breakthrough just before Shock Value, but now since you are traveling the world defending the Interwire Championship this progress can’t be backtracked. You must keep moving forward. You understand this, correct?


Carlos: Correct.


Therapist: Good. Now, talk to me a little bit. Open up as to why you called for this session today.


Carlos: I don’t know what to say. It feels like I’m trapped in my own personal nightmare. Every day the athletes get bigger, faster, stronger…but they get more arrogant. They believe that because…(SNIFF) because they beat up on fellow nobodies that when a somebody shows up that they’ll be scared or intimidated or worried. They believe because I don’t have “World Champion” to my resume that I’m somehow underachieving, even though they’ve never achieved anything. They act as if the list of Hall of Famers that I’ve beaten and the titles that I’ve held mean that I’ve “stayed in my lane”. Never mind maineventing a Pain for Pride, competing in some of the largest venues in the world…. It just feels lost on me right now. Why do they continue to think this? Have they not seen what downward spiral Keelan’s career has been in since he fought me? Or Amadeus? Or Moongoose? Did they not see me just end the careers of two men who looked at me funny who were in the same shoes as my opponent? Young and hungry…. O, Ye Wayward Youths….


Therapist: How does it make you feel when you see the younger wrestlers disrespect you? Describe the emotions fully, don’t bullshit me or yourself.


(Carlos takes on a few pieces of tissue and dabs over his eyes, still crying.)


It makes me sad first. I have given my all in this sport for a decade, not just in EAW but in many places, all over the world. It makes me sad that people still think because they have a pair of fists that they have a chance against me. I cry for THEM. Because they haven’t a clue what they’re doing. The examples are all over EAW of people who thought they were just going to roll over me because they were some sort of badass but then found out that the going is so much tougher when you have to stand face to face with a man instead of talking shit to him. I feel bad watching their dreams die. I whipped poor Anthony so hard he retired right after. Some other poor guy, I don’t remember his name he was that new, I choked him out and I don’t believe they ever brought him back. Voltage was that embarrassed to have him around, you know? Now, on a tour of goodwill, testing my mettle against competition from around EAW, no the world, I come to little Podunk NEO, looking for competition and a challenge. And they give me this Texan who is indeed a badass, running roughshod over everyone in his path. But now he gets to face a REAL challenge, a REAL champion, and now I worry. Is the defeat that is inevitable to him going to make him humble of his superiors, his sempai, or is he going to spiral out of control, so embittered and disenchanted that he goes away never to be seen again? I’ve done that shit to people before and it’s a horrible feeling to dominate and humiliate people.


Therapist: What are the other emotions you have?


Carlos: I’m not really sure? I feel a bit more relaxed now. Relaxed because all this man is doing is regurgitating the same nonsense and babble I’ve heard since I decided to continue my storied career this summer. “You haven’t won this, you’re too old, you’re not a big money player.” Well, can Lang really say that this week? Can the people who program NEO say that? He’s guaranteed the biggest payday of his career by challenging me. NEO is guaranteed its highest ratings since it’s umpteenth resurrection because of my appearance on that show. No matter where I go, no matter who I fight. It’s the same old crap week after week after week. I thought people would have learned since I had captured gold to simply cast me off as some underachieving relic of the past that it would be wise to find some other methods to talk smack. It’s embarrassing! I want to find more creative opponents, more interesting people to fight. People that share my vision for EAW! That’s why I have come to NEO, to defend what is mine but also to scout for the future, to have a hand in developing an EAW product where people like myself are the norm and people like Lang, Amadeus, and Moongoose are an anomaly.


(Suddenly Carlos hops up from the couch, happy as can be, running over to give his therapist a kiss on the cheek, her faced turned so the camera can see a roll of her eyes and a look of annoyed disgust on her face.)


Carlos: I feel better already, thank you so much! You know where to send the bill!

 
Now, as my brief international tour concludes, I have arrived back in America in search of competition and a bigger payday. There were no men with soul in Seoul, nothing but pussies in Bangkok and no mercy to give out in Merseyside. This Wednesday night, you all have the privilege of witnessing the greatest professional athlete in the world today invade NEO and take on one of their best. Or some guy named Lang. Whatever.


Lang, I will say to you that you are a tough son of a bitch. You are big, mean and tough. But all that mass doesn’t mean shit to me. I’ve beaten big, tough men before and honestly after watching some tape on you there isn’t too much indication that you will offer much otherwise. I think you should be more aware and respectful of the championship that you will be challenging for. The Interwire Championship is far, FAR from a ceiling, oh no no! It’s not a glass ceiling for me. I think it’s more of a prism. You see, as long as I hold this, I will bide my time, defending against random losers like you, winning, waiting for people like Lars Greer, Keelan Centinch, Moongoose McQueen and Chris Elite to challenge and FAIL to beat Jamie O’Hara. Not being in the King of Elite tournament? I couldn’t care less. I will be patient, just as I was patient in winning the Interwire Championship. Soon, very soon, I will have proven my excellence as Interwire Championship and the match that everyone wants to see, one on one, no bullshit add ins like an Elimination Chamber or ladders.

Champion vs Champion


Carlos Rosso vs Jamie O’Hara

That is the goal, that is the plan, that is where my process is aimed. While beating you is important to me, it’s not something that keeps me awake at night. It is incredibly easy to sit on NEO and critique someone’s career from afar. You have not seen the wars that I have been apart of. There are not a large amount of people in EAW who have endured War Games, Cash in the Vault, the Grand Rampage, and the Elimination Chamber. Feel free to add your name to the ever-growing list of people who mock my record in such events aside from War Games. I don’t really care. I just want to let you know that your words are not falling on deaf ears, but just aware ears.


My verbal abilities have never been called into question. People know that I can talk smack with the best of them, but that’s not what I’m paid to do (under a much more lucrative contract than your shitty development deal mind you). I’m paid to break motherfuckers down and make their ass quit. Period, cut and dry.
You will see soon enough how “finished” the Carlos Rosso product is, when my elbow finishes your face and knocks you down to the mat. I am not just the Interwire Champion, I am the man with the Strongest Arm of All EAW, the Arm that took this belt and will take Jamie’s Championship from him sooner rather than later. If I am a success story in a room full of failures, GUESS WHAT THAT IS GOING TO MAKE YOU, WHEN I STAND ACROSS THE RING FROM YOU ON NEO WRESTLING!?


A fucking loser.


You may kick my ass a little bit here on NEO, give me a surprising fight. But one thing we both know you’re not going to do is walk away with this title. And guess what? If you come to Voltage full-time, I’ll kick your ass some more. This match isn’t the turning point of your career or some underdog upset story the people can get behind. This match is my cool-down from a rigorous traveling schedule on Voltage and through the world in general. This is a scrimmage against the junior varsity. Maybe you’ll win all those world championships someday. Maybe you’ll get off NEO. Maybe you’ll consider this loss a learning experience.


Honestly, I don’t care. All I know is that in a couple of days, you’ll face the Most Complete Wrestler in the World. And you will be completely demolished, demoralized, defeated, victimized, conquered and made to quit.


Ichiban.

NEO Promo 1

The scenes opens up to a video of last weeks fatal 4-way match on NEO in which Charlie Marr emerged victorious.

“Cameron is down!! Charlie gets back to his feet using the ropes.. Arselx looks over at Charlie AND ARSELX WITH A SUPERCHAOS.. THAT SUPERKIC-NO!! CHARLIE DUCKS UNDER AND TURNS ARSELX AROUND.. CHARLIE MARR WITH THE HEADMASTER RITUAL!! THAT SPINEBSUTER TAKES ARSELX DOWN!!! Charlie Marr pulls Cameron up quickly… Charlie Marr hooks both arms of Cameron.. AND OH NO!!! THE QUEEN IS DEAD… THAT DOUBLE UNDERHOOK DDT!! IT CONNECTS!!!”

The scene then changes to a shot of the backstage area. We are in the EAW locker room in which Charlie Marr is sat down on a steel chair. He has a bottle of real ale placed on the floor next to him. He smiles at the camera as it pans onto his face and then begins to speak.

"I told you. Didn’t I tell you? I told every single one of you what I was going to accomplish last week, and I did exactly that. I did exactly what I set out to do. I am grinning from cheek to cheek right now after that victory. It isn’t easy to walk into a company the size of this and make light work of the competition like I did. I made that victory look easy. Truth be told, it did come quite easy. To be honest with you all, I never even had to leave first gear to win that match. I was half arsing that entire match and I still came away with an easy victory. Just imagine how good I can be if I actually choose to put in all of my effort. I know that I had my doubters. I know that I had people who didn’t believe in me. I know that a lot of the EAW fanbase assumed that I was just another cookie cutter rookie. They assumed that I would walk into this company, talk a big game, lose his debut and be gone within a few weeks. How wrong they all were. However, I know I had some supporters. I know exactly where those supporters come from too. I know that everyone back home was supporting me. I know that all my Brits out there were cheering me on and chanting my name. It’s a real shame that the uncultured swine that are more commonly known as Americans will never be truly able to appreciate someone like myself. They just don’t have the mental capacity to understand the beauty of Charlie Marr. The things that I do in that squared circle are a thing of beauty. When I wrestle, it’s an artform. When I wrestle, people stop what they’re doing and pay attention. NEO has been slacking lately but it’s back of track now. I was brought into this company to make NEO interesting again. Fans were quite evidently getting sick of seeing the same old, boring talent every single week. They demanded fresh, interesting, talented wrestlers and that’s exactly where Charlie Marr comes into this equation. I was brought into this company to make NEO watchable again. Just wait until I’ve appeared on NEO more. NEO will become unmissable television. It will become the most popular EAW brand by far. People will begin to start watching it more than they do Showdown, Voltage or Dynasty. Before you know it elitists from those brands will be demanding to get the call up to NEO. I am going to make NEO EAW’s flagship brand. I am going to make NEO the place to be. NEO deserves a star and it has well and truly got one."

Charlie Marr picks up the bottle of ale and cracks it open off the chair. He then takes a sip of it as it fizzes over the top.

"Off the back of my victory last week, I’ve been thrown into another match. This will be against a fellow undefeated wrestler, Maddox Ayres and a debutant, Osamu Arcichida. I annihilated three other debutants last week, I really look forward to doing it once again. However, I’ll get to you later, Osumu. Seeing as you’ve already ran your mouth, I’ll let you go first, Maddox. You’re two and zero, I am one and zero. It’s a real shame that I am going to have to take your undefeated streak away from you and make you two and one. I truly apologise for that. I appreciated the congratulations you gave me regarding my victory last week. How noble of you. However, I don’t deal with such respect. I don’t congratulate you on your previous two victories at all. They mean absolutely nothing as they were not against Charlie Marr. Any victory you have previously obtained doesn’t mean a thing because you haven’t beaten me. Nothing that you have shown so far will impact our match because you were not facing anyone of any quality. You beat some truly apathetic elitists. Actually, they’re not elitists. It’s an insult to every single elitist to call them that. They were nothing but enhancement talent if we’re being honest. They didn’t even look like professional wrestlers when they faced you and that has absolutely nothing to do with your ability. You’re lucky that you came against such easy opponents in your first two weeks here. However, that all changes now. You’ve not got so fortunate this week, sadly for you. I feel bad for you. It’s going to be a real shock actually facing some real competition. Just give it your best shot, buddy. I’m gonna be real with you though chief, I don’t give a fuck about this film you’re talking about. You were just unnecessarily rambling in a feeble attempt to save face. You know just as well that I do that you have nothing to back up your claims that you are going to beat me. That is exactly why you just began to start chatting shit in order to sound like you knew what you were talking about. What you said had absolutely no correlation to our match and was just irrelevant slander. Pointless, if you ask me. I suppose when you’re so frightened to actually say anything meaningful to me you need to ramble."

Charlie Marr then begins to take another sip of his ale. He drinks a bit more before smiling like a madman at the camera. He looks very confident.

I am only going to dedicate a short amount of time talking about you, Osamu Arcichida. Why is that? It’s because you’re not worth it. Maddox was worth spending a little more time analysing and speaking about as he has accomplished something here. This is your debut. This is the biggest match of your career so far. It’s a real shame that it has to come against Charlie Marr. You’ve been well and truly thrown to the sharks here. I really hope you’re a strong swimmer. If you’re not, you’re going to get eaten alive. Heed this warning, Osamu. You don’t have a chance in hell of winning this match. I’ve just criticsed Maddox but I’ll be the first to admit that even he is more likely to win this match than you are. You have about a 0.001% chance of winning this, and that’s being generous. It’s looking very negative for you. I’d pack it in before you even begin. There’s no point of you even stepping into this ring. Your beginning will be your end.

Charlie Marr finishes his beer off and gives the camera another confident smile. He then launches his finished ale at the camera which causes it to smash and the screen to fade.

'Molly Waters is standing in the corridor of the performance centre, waiting to get a word with Kohop Kapah

So Kohop Kapah, I'm sure you seen the very violent response from your opponent this week, Arselx?

You know Molly, I sure did. And that is one angry sun of a gun right? With that mannequin dressed like some cheap imitation of me, did you see how cheap that suit looked? He probably borrowed it from his dad.
You know they say imitation is the biggest form of flattery.. I ought to be flattered, this Arselx wishes he was like me, I mean look at me! Roguish good looks, a fantastic beard, and great fashion sense. (Molly can't help but to nod in agreement)
I am what every man wants to be, I am what every dad wants as a son, I am what every girl wants to date. I am Kohop Kapah, and I am the King of the North.
It's not a name I picked out of thin air, listen to the crowd when I make my debut, the smart ones know who I am and that I'm not one to mess with, they gave me this name, when they chant 'King King King' it fuels me. Empowers me!
Arselx claims not be scared of me, he claims that my trusty brass knucks won't be able to bring him down. He claims a lot of things. I don't claim anything. I state facts.
The fact is, I have kicks that are so brutal his legs will fall from underneath him, once he's on his knees, he'll be no bigger than a regular man - and then its a fair fight.
Oh look at me giving away my game plan, I just get a little flustered in front of such a beautiful woman, I got distracted. (Molly blushes)

So thats your big plan? As basic as that, just take him off of his feet?

Molly, have you ever been in the ring? It may sound simple, and it is a strategy as old as time, think David vs. Goliath. I'll bring him down to my level, and then I'll knock him out.

Arselx took what you said about his homeland personally, what do you have to say to that?

Now, see, I don't know whether there’s a language barrier or whether he was just so angry at his loss last week that he took it out on me personally.
I didn't disrespect Albania, I just said he was a big Albanian. Is he not? I said he had an Albanian face, does he not? Although... I did hear what he had to say last week. About good ol' blighty.
He moaned about the weather, and the beaches, just like a true brit would! I think he might be having an identity crisis, first the comments about the weather, and now the suits? Maybe he really does wanna be like me.

Any final words for your opponent this week?

I am, a generous man, and so I'll offer him this brief moment to concede. I suggested the other day that he should forfeit the match and get the first round in, I don't think he took too kindly to that.
So how about, he forfeits the match, and I'll get the first round in? Seems only fair really?
I don't want to hurt you Arselx ... So don't make me. Accept my gracious offer, let's go down the pub and chat, there's no need for violence.
Oh and you can leave the crowbar at home.


'The sound fades, and we see Kohop Kapah flirting with Molly Waters and they walk back down the corridor together.

A dimly lit area is where we find Kohop Kapah, he's sat on a set of concrete stairs, dressed smartly;
with shiny black shoes, a tweed jacket, a crisp white shirt with red suspenders.
He sits there, stroking his elegant beard looking at the floor, he looks up sharply.

In a thick accent he says the following;

"Let me introduce myself. I am Kohop Kapah. I come from the beautiful city of Manchester in the United Kingdom. And I am a fighter... Not a wrestler, a fighter. Im here for one thing. Money. Don't let my handsome good looks and sharp suits fool you, if you get in-between me and my money, you will regret it."

He stands up straight, adjusts his jacket and continues;

"See, I may be new around here, but I've been fighting for years, in the streets, underground, and over at PDG.
But I'm here now, in NEO, the buzz around this place was ... palpable. You could feel it in the air, so I made the trip over the pond to see what the buzz was about for myself. And what do I get for all my efforts? I get a big Albanian by the name of Arselx."

"So .. Arsel, X? - what kind of name is that? - anyway I digress. You're a big fella right? Over 6 foot tall, 224 pounds. wow.
That's a lot of mass. You see, where I come from, we have a saying, well actually its more a philosophy. - A way of life.
To prove your worth, you have to go after the biggest, baddest guy around ... and you certainly look the part.. but are you?"

He goes into his pocket and pulls out some brass knuckles... He holds them up to the camera, and puts them on.

"You see this here, this is my true friend. It's stuck by me through thick and thin, no matter the challenge, no matter the man... No matter the size. You see they all fall down. When these get involved, they always, fall down. And you Arselx, you're no different. Now I dont want to use these on your pretty Albanian face... but if you provoke me, you'll leave me no choice. So why don't we just settle this like true gentlemen, you can forfeit the match, and get the first round in? How does that sound? And need I remind you of our little friend here"

Kohop Kapah show cases the brass knuckles one more time, the screen fades to black.

NEO Promo 2

Pipe down big fella. I seem to have poked the bear a little bit with my prior comments. It appears that I have sent Arselx into defensive mode. Just relax a little bit mate. I can tell that you’re wasting a large amount of energy with all that anger. I’ll give you a tip. Be more relaxed, it will really benefit you in the future. I see that you took quite a bit of offense to my insults towards Albania. I really don’t care how it managed to upset you. Albania is a disgusting country that produces disgusting human beings. For example, Arselx. Please enlighten me, who of note have Albania produced? How about Enver Hoxha? The shameful dictator who ruled Albania with an iron fist and deprived the country of any wealth. Are you proud of him, Arselx? Are you proud of the people that Albania produces? I, for one, am incredibly proud of my heritage. I am very proud of being an East London boy and I love where I was born. Can you really say the same? Are you genuinely proud of where you are from? I really don’t think you are. You’re from a poverty-stricken country and you dare insult my country? You dare insult this perfect country. It’s called Great Britain for a reason. You’re saying Albania doesn’t have stupid people. Do you seriously believe that? Do you actually believe a single word that you say? I really don’t think you do. I well and truly have you figured out already. Every single word that you utter, I have an immediate counter to it. I’ve been in this company a few days and I already understand how people like you work. I’ve learned a lot about certain professional wrestlers while wrestling in England and I know how they work. I know how the mind of a stupid oaf like you works. You’re not really all there are you, Arselx. You’ve got the physique and nothing else really. Do you believe you have the in-ring smarts to beat me?I am technically gifted inside the wrestling ring. I am a very clever man. I know the ins and outs of professional wrestling. I know how to win a match, any means necessary. How far are you willing to go to win this match, Arselx? Are you willing to put your body on the line to win this match? I don’t believe you’re committed enough to win this match. I know for a matter of fact that I am willing to do a lot more to win this match than you are. I am willing to cheat my way to victory if I have too. I have absolutely no shame in admitting that.

All quiet on the western front. Not a single word spoken by Blake Bolton or from Cameron Rose. Strange that. Why are they so quiet? I have been patiently waiting for either of them to utter something absolutely ridiculous from their mouths but it just hasn’t happened. I am going to make it clear to you both. You do not keep a man like Charlie Marr waiting. It just makes me even hungrier for your blood. I have to ask, why is it taking you so long to speak up? Let's be honest here, we all know exactly why you both are taking this long to actually say a single word. You've both been attempting to pluck up the courage. You know how you are both staring right into the abyss. You know that you're looking at your entire demise. I want an explanation from the both of you on why you have both been so quiet. However, I just can’t see that coming to fruition. I can’t see either of you speaking a single word before this weeks NEO. Are you two are bit busy or something? Are you priotising something else over this match? That must be it. That’s the big difference between Cameron Rose and Blake Bolton compared to Charlie Marr. Wrestling is my life. Wrestling is my number one priority. As I stated earlier, I am willing to do anything to win. The victory comes first. I am dedicating all seven days, all 24 hours a day in my week towards this match. I am not complacent. Blake Bolton and Cameron Rose are nowhere near focused enough. They are clearly valuing something else over their EAW debut. I think I speak for everyone when I say that we’re all interested in what they things are. I really don’t think there should be anything else that should take their focus away from this match. Do they not realise how important first impressions are? Do they not realise that their EAW debut goes a long way in defining how their EAW careers will go. In the fast paced environment that is Elite Answers Wrestling, a strong first impression is vital. Without a strong impression, not a single EAW fan is going to remember you. In just a few days time, no EAW fan will remember the name Blake Bolton or the name Cameron Rose. Charlie Marr, on the other hand, will be remembered. After my hand is raised in victory on NEO, my name will be spreading amongst the EAW ranks. Elitists will be ranting about me, the fans will be raving about me and the upper management will be planning my future. This match is just the start for Charlie Marr. This match is the start of a magical journey. In a few years time, this is a match that people will reminisce about. When I have that EAW Championship draped over my shoulder in the future, people will look back on this match and remembered how it all started. I am going to win this match, there is no two

The Fans has been Wondering what Woogieman has been doing for Two Weeks? Well We did have Thanksgiving with The Family. You always been with Family  to have Awesome Time. I'd Rest my Body for Few Days then, I'd went back What I supposed to be doing like Working Out Every Single Week, to be Good Shape as Usual.


I was Listening to music for not being Distracted. I'm staying Focused because I really wanted to be Great in EAW.  I must be Prepared every single time If, I'm facing The Special Talent.  I'll thank my Trainer for helping me out.  All The Sports games has Lot of Craziness. I'm really sure that, The League obviously Like it for-real. Not all that Surprised by The boss. That's What The People likes on Television.. 


There's The Open Challenge this week. I'm defending my Title this week. It's for Big Bhris Bhampionship. Who's going to accept my Challenge for my Belt. It doesn't really matter whoever You really are. I just wanted a Challenge who's not Afraid of no one. This is your Opportunity to Face me. Give Me a Battle  and Don't Disappointing Me  at all.

Just Bring it If, You'll give a War and Especially a Show. Let see What You guys really Got to Face Me This week. I'll not Taking easy on you. I always Wants to win a Match Every Single Week. Make sure that, The Talent would really take me very Seriously.   See you in Two days my Opponents. I got a Simile on my face..

(Florida Man is seen standing on top of a UPS truck, in the middle of a large, deserted parking lot. The driver is seen standing next to the truck, talking to our hero)

Driver: Are you sure this is a good idea dude?

Florida Man: I have to learn how to fly somehow, don't I?

Driver: I guess... (looks at watch) but I got an assload of deliveries left to do. And besides, what if you fall off?

Florida Man: I'll cross that bridge when I get to it. And if I learn how to fly, then I'll use that talent to make it big in EAW as it's resident superhero, and make lots of money. And I'll reward you if you help me out here.

Driver: I ain't gonna be your sidekick or some sh*t like that.

Florida Man: I already have a sidekick, Florida Boy, but I only get him every other weekend. Nah man, I meant I'll pay you back.

Driver: (Sighs) I dunno man, I'm not sure this is a good idea. Don't you have a match on Wednesday?

Florida Man: Oh yeah, I forgot about that.

(Florida Man slowly climbs down from the truck)

Driver: Well, I have to get back to work man, we'll try this some other time alight? Maybe when I'm done for the day I can squeeze in something like this before I have to bring this ole girl back to the warehouse.

Florida Man: Sounds like a plan. And thanks for reminding me about my match.

Driver: No problem man.

(The driver gets back into his truck and drives off)

Florida Man: So Billy Wilde... I bet you were hoping I'd fall off that truck and break my neck, so you wouldn't have to face me this Wednesday? Well, no such luck boy! I'm going to be in perfect condition for our match... Okay, maybe a little buzzed on Jack Daniels, but other than that, perfect condition.

You and your dickweed brother may have beaten Shark Man and me a few weeks ago, but that sh*t ain't gonna happen when it's just me and you. You see, this time I don't have to worry about two of you. This time, I can put all my energy into serving you your ass on a silver f*cking platter. I don't care if which b*tch is training your ass, in my eyes, you are an evil doer and you will be brought to justice.


Oh, and Jimmy, if you even so much as think about trying be an evil doer yourself by interfering in the match... well, your ass will be dealing with the toughest son of a fish in EAW. So do yourself and your brother a favor, and just don't do it.

NEO Promo 1

“Alright their governor!” A voice in the distance is heard but the screen still shows black."

The screen that suddenly shows a tall, rugged man with a messy ginger beard. He is dressed in blue jeans, doc marten boots, a Clash t-shirt and a flat cap. He has a bottle of London craft pride beer in his right hand. He then motions to the camera to come towards him.

“Welcome to the big smoke. The place where dreams are made of and yours truly was born. This is the greatest city of earth and right now we’re in the best part of it. London is made up of 32 boroughs and this is the best one. Tower Hamlets, the birth of greatness. I learned my wrestling history and plied my trade in this town. Wrestling for a couple pound down the local pub, humble beginnings for a man like me. Look at things have changed. I’ve gone from wrestling in front of 20 angry cockneys to signing on the dotted line with Elite Answers Wrestling. It’s incredible how times can change. This day marks the renaissance of Charlie Marr. It’s about time EAW had some class and quality brought to it. We need a bit of British class here. For Queen and country. This is England’s time. The landscape of professional wrestling is changing forever. No more North American dominance. I am fed up of turning on the old tv box to see the same old American wrestlers filling up my screen. American wrestlers are piss poor, simple as that. They are not on the level that us Brits are on. The Brits have not been properly represented in this organisation at all. It’s time for a change and that time is now. The British are coming. Charlie Marr is here, and Charlie Marr is here to stay. I am not the stereotypical Brit that you assume. I am not the embarrassing stereotype that the American media attempts to portray. I am not a posh man. I do not have a butler. I do not live in a palace. I am not a royal. I am a real British man. I love violence and fighting. Organised violence isn’t my forte. I prefer wild, unprovoked scraps. Who doesn’t love a fight down the old local pub? Every real British man should. You Americans are soft. You Americans remind me of other Europeans and I fucking hate Europeans. You’re as soft and weak as the French. You’re as arrogant as the Italians. You’re as fat as the Germans. You’re as lazy as the Spanish. Great Britain is the only remaining country in Europe that has kept hold of its pride. With men like me representing this great nation, that pride will always remain. I am going to set an excellent example to the people of my great country. I am showing them that we can travel across the pond and be successful. Professional wrestling is predominately a North American sport but I am going to prove to people that us Brits are even better at it.”

Charlie Marr than takes off his hat, gives his head a rub before putting his flat cap back on. He then proceeds to take a swig out of the bottle of beer in his hand. He then rummages around in his pocket before pulling out a small bit of paper out. He then reads it and begins speaking once again.

“I’ve only been here for a quick minute, but I’ve already been thrust into a match. It says on my paper right here that I will be participating in a fatal 4-way match. My opponents for this match will be Blake Bolton, Cameron Rose and Arselx. What an introduction this will be to Elite Answers Wrestling. I have well and truly been thrown into the deep end and told to sink or swim. Good news for everyone, I am the British Michael Phelps. The thing is, they’re not throwing a human into that water. They’re throwing a shark. They’re throwing someone that is hungry for blood. It has been too long since I have bashed some heads together. I am very looking forward to this match. It’s time for the warrior to emerge once again. I know this is my debut but this is the debut of every other man in this match. We’re all unknown commodities. Apart from a little search on the old computer, nobody knows anything about each other. What are Blake Boltons’ strengths? What are his weaknesses? Not a single person knows. This match is a starting point for every single man in it. This is where we start our journeys within Elite Answers Wrestling. Everyone wants to make a strong impression. Every single person wants to show the EAW fans what they are made of. Here is where I am going to do some a little different to most of the people you see in this company. Most people just like to ramble on about how smart, strong and clever they are before matches. They like to pretty much chat absolute shite about how they are going to win a match. Most of this time what they say really means nothing at the end of it all. I am going to provide concise and believable arguments to why I will win this match. In my mind, it’s pretty obvious that I am going to emerge victorious from this fatal 4-way. Reason number 1. I am the strongest man in the match. I don’t give a shit how big that fat bastard Arselx is. I can deadlift 500lbs. I am willing to take on any man in this company at a deadlift completion. I can 100% guarantee that I would win that. I can simply outmuscle anybody in this match and hold them down for a pin. Reason number 2. I am by far the toughest man in this match. I grew up in one of the toughest parts of London. It’s either by the prey or be the predator. There wasn’t a single chance that I was going to be the prey. I was, and I still am the predator. East London will let out a collective sigh of relief when I depart. However, the dentists will be upset as I was making them a hell of a lot of money via my teeth knocking out exploits. Finally, I am British. The automatically guarantees that I am better than you. In this match, alongside yours truly, we have two Americans and an Albanian. Come on now, everyone knows that nobody good has ever came from those countries. Us Brits spit on former soviet states like Albania. They are below us and it’s insulting that I have to share a ring with such a vile creature.”

“I do want to just take a minute to speak about Blake Bolton. I attempted to do a little research into him and typed his name into google. Apparently, he’s quite the wealthy one. You know what it means if you’re wealthy where I am from? You’re a prick. I can almost guarantee that Blake Bolton is also a prick. One of my biggest pleasures in living in London is smacking a city boy up and taking him for everything he’s worth. You’re going to be no exception to that, Blake. I am going to beat you to a living pulp and then rob you of whatever material possession you bring to the ring. One thing I know about rich pricks like you is that you can’t help but flaunt it. I know that you’re going to bring some sort of fancy jacket or fancy bit of jewellery to the ring. I’ll put this simply for you. After the match, it belongs to me. Seeing as I’ve spoke a bit about Blake Bolton, it’s only right I speak about my other two opponents in this match. Cameron Rose. Girls name for a start. I read that your parents passed away when you were young. Aww poor Cameron. I bet you’ve got lots of repressed emotion and anger dying to be let out. What a shame that I am going to stop that and beat you senselessly. It’s a good thing your parents are dead so they don’t have to watch you embarrass yourself on national television. I see that you’re from North Carolina too. I am no expert on USA stereotypes, but doesn’t that mean you enjoy messing with your sister and cousins? I hope I haven’t offended you. I hope I haven’t forced a bit more anger out of you. Finally, let’s get to you Arselx. Arse in the name and a face that looks like one. I’ve already insulted your country and I will continue to do so. They should have kept Albania a communist country so that failures like you could have had a chance at survival. I’ve actually been to Albania, so I am not just spouting off ignorant bullshit. It is an absolute dive and I wouldn’t wish going there on my worst enemy. You’re lucky you got away before the poverty-stricken people infected you with their disease. I know it’s all of your debuts but it’s also going to be your last match. There’s no point of attempting to save face after what I am going to do to you all.”

Charlie Marr scrunches up the bit of paper that he has in his hand. He then proceeds to throw it at the camera before it switches off.

(The Wild Boys are seen backstage rubbing their necks after their hellacious encounter with Lang)

Billy: Man that neanderthal can hit hard!

Jimmy: Did we win? Like I don’t know if a bell even rang!

Billy: So what you’re saying is that there’s a possibility that the match isn’t over?

Jimmy: I...think? Maybe there’s some alternate universe where Lang wasn’t such a douche and attacked everyone in the ring.

(some random girl walks by the Wild Boys with a clipboard)

Billy: Hey random girl! What’s that!?

Random Girl: Oh hey, guys! This is the match card for next week!

Jimmy: Already?

Random Girl: Yes. Mr. Cross likes to work fast.

(Billy takes the clipboard and reads it)

Billy: What the hell!? I’m in a singles match!?

Jimmy: SINGLES MATCH!?

(Both brothers stare at each other)

Billy: B-but we fight as one! I-I never, uh…

Random Girl: (blinks) You never had a singles match. Like, ever?

(Billy shakes his head. Jimmy takes the clipboard and looks at it)

Jimmy: It’s you versus Flo-Rida Man!

Billy: Me! As in me on my own? I’m-I uh…

Jimmy: Dude. You’re going back to the Florida!

(The Wild Boys stare at the camera)

Jimmy: Great Scott Billy! We need to get us a DeLorean, stat!

Random Girl: I’m pretty sure that’s from Back to the Futu-

Billy: Listen, Random Girl! My brother got a B in physics; he knows what he’s doing! Do you have a B in Physics?

Random Girl: Actually, I got an A-

Billy: THIS IS NOT ABOUT YOU! This is about the fate of pro wrestling as we know it! For the first time The Wild Boys, the Brothers of Wilde are separated! 

Jimmy: One Superkick King will have to watch the other fend for his life in the squared circle! 

Billy: Will you be by my side Lil Bro?

Jimmy: You damn right I will, Big Bro! Especially if Shark Man is roaming about!

Billy: Dude, we beat them once, I can do this on my own.

Jimmy: That’s right! Remember what Uncle Carlos said! We’re at the Championship Level!

Billy: And if we’re not at the Championship Level, then we’re not Champions of Life!

Jimmy: (pushes Billy) ARE YOU A CHAMPION OF LIFE!

Billy: (pushes back) MY NINJA! I AM A CHAMPION OF LIFE! A CHILD OF GOD!

Jimmy: YES!

Billy: A KING OF SUPERKICKS!

Jimmy: FACTS!

Billy: AN HEIR TO THE THRONE OF MATSUDA!

Jimmy: EXACTLY!

Billy: I- NO WE ARE LEGACY INCARNATE! WE ARE THE HERALDS TO  NEW AGE OF ELITISM! WE ARE THE WILD BOYS!

Jimmy: YES! PRAISED BE BRO! Now let’s get back to the lab and get you ready to kick Flo-Rida Man back into the sea!

Random Girl: Wow, you guys sure look-

Billy: (grans Random Girl) You’re coming with us!

Random Girl: Huh!? Wait! But, I have lots of wor-

(Jimmy takes out his phone)

Jimmy: Hello? Sally the Secretary? This is Jimmy! Can you tell Mr. Cross aka Final Boss that we’re stealing Random Girl? You know, that adorable little brown eyed girl who’s always smiling? Yeah, her! She’s going to hang out with us for a bit. Okay, Bye! 

(Jimmy hangs up)

Jimmy: You’re good Random Girl.

Random Girl: B-but my name is Katie.

Billy: I’m sure it is Random Girl. I’m sure it is…

(The Wild Boys get in their car with Random Girl riding in the back, playing “Mmmbop” as they ride off into the sunset - figuratively and literally)