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Every time I look up, it seems like the EAW Landscape continues to evolve! I mean, look at what has happened in our Vixens Division. Tarah Nova, the one that so many of you worshipped like a goddess is gone. A memory. A false idol exposed. And it was all done by my hands. I introduced her to true pristine pain and ushered in an Era of Truth in the Vixens Division of EAW. Madison, now being her true, despicable self, reigns -for now - as the Champion. And now with the sudden retirement of Aurora Rose, I am free to do what I wish. I am free to satisfy my boredom to whatever end I choose. I am free to compete to the full extent of my capability without anyone to hold me back or throw things like honor, compassion, respect.

This Friday, there is a “Last Chance” battle royal to join the field for the Specialists Scramble to crown the first EAW Specialists Champion. WOW! EXCITING, RIGHT?....Not really. You see, the field is made up of mostly the same yoke of liars, hypocrites, and whores that make up the competitors involved in the match in the first place.

Do you want proof?

Serena Ji wears a mask. Some of you are probably asking and saying: “What is the big deal about wearing a mask? It’s tradition in the Lucha style! It’s part of their culture and heritage!” My counter to this is that one wears a mask because they want to hide something. They fear being exposed, like a superhero disguises his true identity from the masses. Serena, I don’t need to take your mask to expose the massive fraud you are. You tend to play up your heroic traits for all to see, don’t you!? I’m going to show that you are just a mere mortal hiding behind your mask, another fraud exposed by me.

Ariana Lopez….hehehe….do you WANT me to really go there? You said something along the lines that if I was dumped, no one would want me back? How’s that modeling career working out? How’s that WRESTLING career working out, hmm? Your...ex-girlfriend, partner, whatever Haruna qualified for the match no problem. But you, you’re stuck in the mud with the rest of us, the rest of the filth. Everyone seems to be waiting on you to have your BIG moment, your arrival to the top of the Vixens Division. After the Battle Royale, people will still be waiting. YOU are the one who is going to be dumped. Over the top rope of course and onto your back...a position that you I’m pretty sure are very familiar with.

People like Venus Matthews, Olympia, Ashlynne Black and Raven Lee, the outcasts and failures and newcomers. I don’t know enough about Matthews and Olympia to really think much of them but I know enough of Raven Lee and Ashlynne to know that they are both non-factors. They do not have the ability to keep up with any of the major players in the Division. Raven Lee has threatened to hurt and cripple people for months and proved herself unworthy of even destroying a cockroach. Ashlynne is just another person troddling aimlessly through the depths of time.

Alexis will be in this match. She always seems to get opportunities to be great. She has always proven that she will fight, she will do everything she can to show she belongs. But she will fail as she always does. I don’t dislike her really. I just find her to be well….boring. Honestly, can anyone tell me one time she’s had a match that’s captured anyone’s imagination? Any time that she’s had an opportunity to become Vixens Champion? I didn’t think so.

Selena Lopez…...hahahahahhaahahahaha…...Ariana with about 50 percent less plastic surgery. Please. Spare me…..

That only leaves one person left. You, Aria. You’re a great wrestler but that is where my respect for you begins and ends.You don’t think I see how cruel and evil you truly are. How deceptive you are? You know, one thing about being one of the least sought-after talents on the roster, by drooling fanboys, officials, and other scum, is that I get to WATCH a lot of things that go on in EAW and on Dynasty Wrestling. I have seen how the crown of Empress has made you arrogant and haughty. I see how you mistreat and exploit your boyfriend. I see how you’re leading people on into believing that you’re some kind of bastion of virtue. You’re no different than Madison or Haruna or Tarah. You LIE to people about your true nature. You’re not totally honest about who you are and what the Empress of Elite turned you into. The small microcosm of respect I retain for Madison comes solely from her ability to finally level with people about the horrendous, venomous bitch of a woman she actually is. You, you curtsey and smile and deceive openly...and expect no retribution for it.

You will receive it though. At MY Hands. Just as I have done to Tarah Nova and Haruna Sakazaki, I will become the architect of your own personal hell. You won’t be put out of action like dear Tarah and I will not certainly not lose interest in you as I have with the so-called “Pride of the Vixens Division”. No. Your torture will be much slower, much more sustained.

I will not likely survive this battle royal to become the last entrant into the Specialist Scramble. Unfortunately for YOU, Aria….I will use every last trick I have in my neverending bag of them to make sure that you don’t either.

We who are about to die….salute you….Empress.

Oh, as an aside note to the Gonzales rat who pushed me to the point of having myself disqualified in our qualifier. I hope you can muster all the stamina you need to get through your four match night on Showdown. Now you see what happens when you can’t spend, lie or fuck your way out of a problem: You have to face consequences. Respect the authority of those who control your fate.

{David is sitting in the hallway with his head buried in his crossed arms. The regular interviewer approaches him.}

Interviewer: Hey David what's wrong?

{David doesn't say a word}

Interviewer: Is it because you didn't win the EAW Tag Team Championships?

{Still no answer}

Interviewer: Oh I guess I'll go now. I hope you feel better.

{As he's walking away David lifts his head up}

What the fuck? Why are you leaving? Can't you tell I'm upset? You're such a terrible human being.

Interviewer: Well I did ask you what's wrong.

Ok and? Don't you know how this works? You keep asking me until I cave! Gotta make it dramatic you know?

Interviewer: Ok so David what's wrong?

{David turns his head the other way}

I don't wanna talk about it.

Interviewer: Are you sure?

Yes I am sure.

Interviewer: Ok see ya.

NOOOO! Keep asking me.

Interviewer: For the last time what's wrong?

It's just.. something bad happened at House of Glass.

Interviewer: Like I said it's either because you didn't walk out victorious or because Jack had to get medical attention.

Didn't you just interview Jack? The dude is fine. He's a trooper! Just like me. As for the tag titles, Jack and I will win those soon enough. What I'm upset about is.. ugh it's tough to talk about. Just give me some time. What happened at House of Glass.. is something that scarred me for life. As you saw after our match was over, Mr. DEDEDE died. That fat fuck sat on him! And nobody did a damn thing, not even me. I was too banged up to move because of all that glass that went into my body. I just wish I could've gotten up. I feel guilty man. I can't help but feel like there was something I could’ve done to prevent it. Now the Savage Ryans are done and I don't think I'm ready to face a world where they aren't friends. So many deaths. Rest in peace.

Interviewer: Oh but Mr. DEDEDE is alive.

I can tell you're in that denial stage. We have to face reality man! He's dead! AND HE’S NEVER COMING BACK!! Sad

Interviewer: No he's fine! He's advertised on Voltage this week!

R-re-really?

Interviewer: Yes.

Oh then fuck him. He deserved that beating.

Interviewer: What? But you seemed to really care about his well being.

Yeah it's like that musician effect. You know what I'm talking about? No? Ok let me explain. When a musician dies, their popularity grows. They see an increase in record sales. Well they don't actually see it cuz they're dead, but you get what I'm saying. For example, Michael Jackson. Before he died a lot of people accused him of touching kids. He was a punchline on South Park. People were weirded out by his plastic surgery and the bleaching of his skin. But once he died, everybody's hearts were broken. They would take it to Twitter or Facebook saying how great of a performer he was. The King of Pop! The same goes for Mr. DEDEDE. As long as he's living I don't really care. That's not a shot at him, that goes for every wrestler on Dynasty or EAW.

Interviewer: Wow that was harsh. Let's change topics. Do you have any thoughts on the controversy surrounding the House of Glass main event? Lucian had it! Crash was going to lose his job, but then Alex Anderson happened. How saddened were you?

Question, do I still get paid the same?

Interviewer: Well yeah.

Ok then no. I didn't and still don't care. Besides we all know Dynasty will merge back with EAW at some point. I'm willing to bet you a hundred grand on it.

Interviewer: I don't make that much. How about five bucks?

Amateur.

Interviewer: This week you face MX-13. Thoughts?

Honestly I don't care about them. They are a non-factor. They were the only team on Dynasty that didn't participate at House of Glass in that gauntlet match. They are so bad Conning or Monroe, I forget who it was, would rather create some random tag team of Angelo and Mark instead of forcing the fans to watch their guaranteed poor performance. They aren't a threat. I'm not going to sugarcoat this. I know a lot of people say their opponents are inferior to them, but contradict themselves by wasting time out of their week by continuing to respond to them. This isn't the case. They are bad. Troy and Marcus do not belong in the same ring as The High Rollerz. Usually I love to talk. Actually not usually, always. I always love to talk. But this week it's not worth it. Now leave me alone I'm trying to take a snooze.

Dynasty Promo #3

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We open on the exterior of the 21C Museum Hotel, Located in the heart of downtown Durham and occupying the historic Hill Building, 21c Museum Hotel Durham is a 125-room boutique hotel, contemporary art museum, cultural civic center, and home to Counting House restaurant. As a cultural epicenter in Durham, 21c is where guests, artists, performers, thinkers, innovators ,and locals alike congregate for culinary delights, thought-provoking artwork, and a taste of the unique experience. But the large crowd that has gathered tonight are not here to view fine art, or sample upscale cuisine, no they are here t catch a glimpse of something which to them is an even greater, and rarer sight, The Social Media Champion Mark Michaels.

The mass of fans start to scream and cheer as a Black limo pulls up to the curb.  The Drive opens the rear passenger door, and out steps Michaels with his Agent Johnny J., and his two dates for the evening. Michaels takes a moment to relish the attention he's receiving, as his Followers try to press in closer to him.

Fan #1: "Hey Picture Perfect, good luck tomorrow!"

Michaels pulls out a Sharpie and begins signing various pieces of merchandise that comes along his way.

Michaels: "Luck is for losers, you should be saying that to the Iconomy, they're the biggest losers on Dynasty."

Fan #2: "Hey Mark Michaels, how bad are you gonna beat Chris Elite and Eclipse Diemos on Dynasty?"

Michaels: "About as badly as those two tacky pieces of trash dress. I mean how can I not when I'm facing the guys who are so pathetic, they have to follow JJ Silva's lead. Let me ask you guys something, is anyone actually fooled by Chris when he calls himself Elite? This guy needed to superkick Y2Impact with a mouthful of glass shards just to get someone to say, hey I wonder who that guy with the greasy hair is? He better enjoy whatever is left of that little fifteen minutes of fame, because they're over the minute that opening bell rings.

Fan #3:"What about Chris' new bodyguard? Do you think he'll try to get involved in your match?"

Michaels: "I'm not too worried about that big doofus that's slumming it with Chris. If anything it only shows how much of a coward Chris really is, and how much of an epic fail Eclipse Diemos is at actually being scary!  Speaking of that lame Joker rip off, I heard through the grapevine that he thinks Angelo Brand is more talented than me.  Funny, last time I checked I have a perfect record against that good for nothing brat. So if I were you, I'd better start recognizing just who exactly is the truly the most talented man on this team.   And let me say it one more time, I don't like Brando, and he doesn't like me, but we don't need to like each other to beat both of your asses."

Fan #4: "Mark, you're like the best wrestler ever, can you tell us why?"

Michaels: "It's simple, I am Perfect in every way possible. There was a time when I was just like the chumps I face week in and week out, But I worked my ass off to become, The Destiny of Dynasty, The Brightest burning cross over star that Dynasty-A-W has ever, and will ever know, and I have ascended to become the face of all Professional wrestling! And that my dear followers is why I am your Social Media Champion, because you have given me the recognition that I deserve. It's also the same reson why people like JJ Silva, Chris Elite, and Eclipse Diemos feel the need to be jealous, trolling, haters every time they hear my name. They know that they could Never achieve the level of greatness that I have, so they try, and try to put me down. but unlike them, I know how amazing I truly am, and that's why their words can never shake me. That's why their threats don't phase me. And that's why I am going to Hashtag rise above everything they throw at me Tomorrow night!

Fan #5: "So that means you're gonna win tomorrow, right?"

Michaels: "This tag match is Hash tag in the bag baby, there's no way I can lose, With the exception of Angelo screwing everything up.  I can't wait to put those Iconomy asshole out of their misery, live on Dynasty! And anybody who doesn't believe me will Picture THAT!"

With that Michaels Entourage give him a gentle nudge towards the front door. He gives a quick, reassuring nod and proceeds thru the crowd to the hotel lobby, stopping only briefly to snap a quick selfie.

Fade To Black.

DYNASTY PROMO

Here I am again, just another competitor on a poster with the odds stacked against them. I've been sitting here at the side of an interstate just watching many different vehicles fly by me. See a few near collisions here in North Carolina. All that keeps running through my mind is what is the reason everyone is driving so many different ways? I sit upon this very large rock wearing only faded black jeans and a white button down shirt that is open just a bit at the top. I parked my car about a mile back leaving my shoes inside. Behind me is a tall field of grass not to far from a stream.

“Everyone on this road has a different direction to go. They all seem to be trying to find their own route and purpose to become something more in their lives. It is amazing how much we try to impress other people or just try to get things out of own personal gain it is a constant ongoing flow of others trying to get what they believe they deserve. I am no different because in my own eyes I believe that I deserve more, I believe that I deserve a chance at greater things. I've often even tried to step right up to someone and tell them why I deserve to have better I remember that day. It was to someone that tried to tell me I would be nothing more than a prostitute on the streets of Los Angeles considering how I grew up and my not having anything. But I proved that one wrong right quick because I came up from the depths of nothingness, every fight I've ever been in whether I've won or loss I came back up swinging because the only person that doesn't get what they want is the person that stops trying. I will not be one of those people that stops trying. I am fighter until the day that I can no longer draw breath. So what happens to me? Like the vehicles before me I go every which way that I can upon the interstate of life along with everyone else competing in the game of life. I find no remorse or no joy in having to fail but I don't look to fail I only look to succeed. I didn't get up fighting to just fall again I put up my arms and settle myself in the best defense and then run my offense. I am an example of the person who gets knocked back down and keeps on going. I am used to my life having last chance fights involved which has given me the benefit of knowing this last chance battle royal is the very thing I feed off. I may go head to head but the obvious question that I know is on minds is will I walk away? Will I be the one to get caught in a pile up and be lucky enough to survive. The answer isn't definite I can't recite a line of yes I will in a moments notice because so many variables reside in how the others will act. But what I can say is this bitch will do anything to win and I will go to any measures because I am tired of sitting back like some sort of second chance Vixen on the roster. I didn't come to EAW to be second to no one and I didn't come to EAW to let someone else do better than me without putting up a fight. This is the kind of person I am the kind that will raise both hands while placing both feet saying ring the bell I am ready!”

I get up bare footed and walk away from the rock I was sitting on and wander off into the tall grass it feels nice against my feet as I make for the small stream I hear not far away. I can hear the water rushing against some rocks and wood from fallen trees or just logs in general. My mind is on the match for the coming week and what is to come. I know that it will be my only chance to make a statement for a little while again. I don't want to be someone left on the back burner that is not my intent at all. I take a moment then I finally stay in the grass and I lay down looking up at the crisp blue fall sky. Some clouds moving overhead. The vast expanse of possibilities are there but only when you know how to look. I look at this sky and I realize the chance I have to make more doors open for me just off this match alone. It would be a chance to finally land my mark because the last time I tried I came so close but fell a point shy of being one of the main event Vixens.

“What gets me is that out of all the women I got put in some last chance battle royal bullshit and that is what I honestly believe. I was one of the top four in the tournament and second in the B Block but does that matter? No I get placed in the background like a fixture for the company but I am not playing that. If that keeps up I will make them take notice and I will personally do things that they don't like. No one decided my fate like that see I let it go and I made an example out of one pres show deserving Bimbo. But I watch all these other women already getting attention for being in the specialist matches when I can wrestler circles around half of them. It makes me think this company I work for wouldn't know how to tell the difference from a random guy fucking them up the ass or if there was a hand up there like they are the real puppets playing to the whim of someone else. Instead I get saddled with the bottom bitches and some new hoes and then there is third chance Aria who gets to wander in as if she is the fucking Queen of it all well my bad Empress. How many chances can you get until you understand that it isn't your time to hold a title? What pisses me off about Aria being in the match is that well she had her chance became Empress therefore got that title. She lost to Madison for the main women's title because let us face it Madison is truly better than Aria. Aria was the woman whom in my block won but by a point because she used a submission oh lade fucking da! Now here she is with another chance in this battle royal again. I mean is that even really trying? By this point she is just being handed a chance. I honestly don't see any woman in this match besides myself that deserves this chance that really agitates me and upsets me and right now even lying in this tall grass I can't find a way to make myself calm because I've been here since December and I got booked more when I was unable to compete than I am now when I've been here night in and night out busting my ass to prove a point but no I get second rate booking like I'm nothing. I am the same Ariana that beat Maria multiple times, when I first came in the same one that beat Haruna. I am one of the women who in the Empress of Elite only lost one match in my division but where do I get placed? I get placed with the having no rights to be here nobodies. And by this point I believe that Aria doesn't deserve it either.”

I turn over in the grass taking a deep breath I know I need to clear my head for a second and take a breath I am worked up the fact of feeling stressed due to all the things that has been going on with me. I come back fighting and then get shafted, tossed to the side like I didn't even matter. Taking a breath in I realize that I need to try and calm down. I close my eyes taking in the breath of air then another. Finally on the third exhale I have relaxed keeping my eyes closed and my body turned to the side.

“It just gets me worked up that those that seem to bitch on a media outlet at one another gets more time than someone that has actually been trying. It upsets me that someone like Aria is basically getting a third chance. I fought and I dominated every woman but her. So what does management decide to do they toss Aria the golden ticket of chances that she can keep with her at all times and be like pick me pick me I deserve another chance I am your Empress I will do anything for you. I need this next win, I need gold, I will give you blow job for a title opportunity! That is exactly my opinion of Aria at this moment because I am tired of being second I am second to no one! I got over looked when I dated Haruna and that cost me because we all know when she was on that roll I still toppled her. But lately she hasn't been the same since and now she has her eyes set on someone else. I got the whole I can't marry you because of my traditions and beliefs. I wonder Haruna if you see this little part right here do you realize that everything we do on media and in the ring is documented so you really have no secrets from your family take that in for a moment if you see this. Now Aria you are like Haruna in regard that you think you deserve a chance because people like you. I don't give two shits if your the Empress of Elite I congratulated you when you won but the world doesn't revolve around your ass at all. The only one who truly cares about your ass is whatever man your dating at the moment as for me I'd rather see your ass planted in the ground and one that isn't in my way. That is honestly what I think about you Miss Jaxon.”

I open my eyes I needed those words to be said about her I disagree with her I am not the same nice Ariana I am tried of the crap fest that is this company. Pushing myself up off the ground I walk a little further until I am out of the grass I come to what I thought was a stream but is a decently sized river that looks deep enough to swim in. I go sit on a long that is half in the water and half out I let my feet rest within the water now the coolness feels nice.

“We all tend to flow in a certain direction, we all have a path whether we let the currents take us is our own choice. I chose not to let the world take me into its own current I swim through the challenges and that is exactly what I have been doing. Battling back each and every time they come forth. But these next few currents have obstacles those obstacles have names. One is Alexis the woman with the impossible last name whom I've beaten before so in this regard a has been and a nobody. Someone that should have given up a long time ago instead of thinking they are good enough to be in this type of match. That is what makes me sad about this match is that someone who has fallen more than I, that is less known than I can weasel her way into a chance at gold that she doesn't deserve that is like saying good job too a monkey that throws crap at your face. Alexis is nothing, and that is exactly what she represents. It may not be the nicest thing to say but I've never had anything positive to say about such a basic bitch. Maybe she can find someone in the back to just you know have a good time with Netflix and Chill. Speaking of nobodies thinking they have rights to be in matches let us bring up Erica Ford, this never was keeps showing up even on the shows I've seen her speak and open her mouth. She is prime example if anybody dumped her no one would want the bitch back. Heck I bet her family sold her to EAW as a chance to be rid of her. Erica is about as dead on this road as her last name matches the vehicle. Ford what was that? Oh yeah Found On Road Dead! Then let us not forget another name that is trying to hard in this match on the list of people that I've seen in the ring and had the honor of kicking their backside ladies and gentlemen Ashlynne Black. The one who said see the light or changed to to other things. Her very obvious factor ability of not knowing how to be real. It truly inspires me to do better each and every time I see trash that I've already taken out being put into the same competition as me or those I wouldn't mind just putting out of their misery.”

After those words I take breath as I stand up in the water slowly sliding my jeans down and then toss them on the shore. Unbuttoning my shirt as well and sliding that off as I toss it ashore too. I start to move out and wade in the water in nothing but my black laced bra and panties. I feel refreshed as I dive under the water and back out, Moving back to the log I pull myself up.

“Sometimes you just need to cool off and try new things. Speaking of try new things there is women in this match that I am in that I never heard of. Let me start it down the list. Venus Matthews, which sounds like an awkward name just taken from a television or sports idea. I mean sounds like one of the Williams sisters decided to change their last name and get put into wrestling that would be Venus but you know maybe her parents named her that due to the fact she needs men because you know men are from Venus because they have....well that idea is simple enough. But if we want to shift from planets to something inspired by the stars lets go to Olympia which I usually would suspect from a body builder or someone trying to play off of Greek mythology referring to the powerful Gods and Goddesses that reside on Mount Olympus. Either way cheesy name more than likely a one trick pony with a one trick name like the fallen and failed Shockermaster of wrestling history. Then I think I've commented on Raven Lee before in another match maybe to me just not memorable at all. I mean thinking on a statement level Quote the Raven nevermore do we want Raven Lee in competition dreadfully boring in my opinion. With such a name it is like the darkness itself wants to dwindle within the light because even a name like that doesn't emit brooding it emits failure and lost causes. Like the cause of her attempt for even being in a match like this. I don't care how she presents herself I don't give on damn iota. Serena Ji, honestly I like your name Serena I am not going to play with that one I know your knew and I've seen you been speaking out I just want you to know like all the others that come forth I don't fear you and I don't doubt you in the ring but it is me you shouldn't doubt. The ring is like a home to me, it is a way of life. There is no living without survival I learned that growing up. Each and every night in the ring survival is what we do Serena so just because I like your first name doesn't mean I am going to play nice because no bitch is as on point as me. This is what I am about! But what rhymes with Serena? Perhaps Selena! That is right Selena Lopez. Now listen Selena I get it you have the same last name as I do but you haven't been around like I have. You claim to be the baddest bitch but the most you've proven so far is barely anything. You even call your finisher the Lopez Effect? Excuse me really? Our last name is not a move its a way of life. Lopez in turn refers to the word wolf. We are wolves and that is what I expect from you. Because I honestly say this if you don't live up to the name I will remove you personally for good because I don't want to share my name with someone worthless that can't get the job done as well as me. Now we are both from California which makes me wonder if we have any similar relatives but only time will tell. Selena I will show you what people with out last name is capable of just don't fall under the pressure and break like a piece of china glass.”

With that I would walk over and grabbed my clothes having slowly dried off a little bit and slipped my jeans and shirt back on buttoning the shirt up. I made my way back along the grass and up to the road. Standing I saw my car in the distance and headed that way along the side of the road as the traffic passed me by.

“Everything that happens it happens for a reason. We choose and make our own destiny and we fight to gain ground. I am not going to let these women topple my chances, I am not going to be background eye candy to be gazed at by people. I don't need to say anything much beyond what I have already said. Even at any time would I need to express more or give more. What I say now rings true in every word that I would ever give. I give no misdirection. All I give now is truth to the roster and truth to everyone that will be watching. I don't doubt the ability of any of these women I just know who the better woman is. I have fought to long to go without, this is like me hunting for a meal. I am that Wolf like my last name says but I don't have a pack. I am the lone danger that these women need to take for real. I am not just some sexual looking creature that all came natural and getting my body in shape. I don't care if you don't believe me, I don't care if one of you thinks my words are harsh. I didn't join to make people happy I joined to follow my dream since I was younger. This is a last chance battle royal and only one person can truly walk out of it with the right to be in the Scramble match. I will bleed for this opportunity if it comes to that, I will sacrifice every ounce of strength that I have to keep myself alive, and I will take down anyone that gets in my way until the very breath I have in me fades to nothingness. This isn't a Pay per View match but to me it is an all or nothing match. This is business? No this is life and opportunity and the door is right there. I hear it knocking and I am going to be the Bitch that bites bullet through anything to be the one that opens it. A chance is a chance true and nothing is certain but I make my own destiny on Dynasty.”

I finish speaking as I am almost at my car I am out of words, I bare feet are not hurting from the walk at all. I have matted down wet hair. I've cooled myself, I know what I want and I am not letting anyone take the reigns of what I am fighting for. I take a breath because in time I will be competing for a chance at something more. And I will not, can not be the bitch on their back with nothing to hold. I've dreamed so long to make an impression and the night to do so is near at hand.

Dynasty Promo #2

[Raven is seen sitting on a throne like chair in a dark room. Instead of her usual ring gear, she is wearing a more combat like attire. Raven begins whispering amongst herself but it’s not exactly clear of what she is saying. The camera slowly pulls closer and closer to her as her head lifts and tilts to the right with a very sadistic smirk across her face. Her posture becomes very straight as she extends her arms along the armrests of the throne.]

“Hush little Lexi don’t say a word… Raven’s going to end your whole wide world. but if you try and cheat your death.. Raven’s going to break your neck.”

“So it’s true.. The Corrupt Dragon has been tamed by the mass of this division. It’s funny really, I actually had a bit of respect for you, but not anymore. Your failures and simplistic mind has made you believe into the crap that these vixens say. Frankly, you’re not worth my breath. However, for the sake of my own personal amusement let’s go ahead and address the reasons you believe you have a shot against me. You claim to have changed.. Lexi, you’re the same lost soul as you were the moment you walked into the doors of EAW. We had quite a great deal in common back then.. but now you’ve become one of them. The difference has grown greater and now there is no trace from what once was of that Alexis. This is no different then you completely changing your identity. I can see right through you, Alexis. You’re making an attempt to change the way you operate in order to gain these so-called accomplishments to redeem yourself. Make all the rash statements about me you wish, I was never trying to please you. It’s like I said before, accolades mean nothing to me. Do you know one outcome that will not change, Alexis? The ending result in which you pass out to the pain of The Ravens Crossing. You’re right about one thing; this will be the end, just not the ending you’re hoping for. I’m going to give you the reality check you so desperately need, My Deer Lexi.”

“Accolades make careers… but darkness is what will end them.”

“Irrelevancy… ouch, that one hurt a bit. It taste almost as bad as being known as someone who just isn’t good enough to win when it counts. Aria, you’ve gotten things twisted here. My goal isn’t picking this division off.. it’s destroying it. If you dare heed my warnings.. pain becomes inevitable. I’m the purity of evil and nothing will stop my mission, not even a narcissistic egotist like yourself. You’re a blessing, just as I am a plague. The realm of darkness you’re entering is something far beyond your own comprehension. This evil you’ve been threatened with before is nothing compared to what is in store for you on Dynasty. The pain and fear you felt as a child about even the monster in your closet is no longer an illusion. It’s now your reality. Credibility isn’t something I seek, but the blood from your veins rushing down my hands is something I will take. I am your shadow, Aria. The bigger the light cast an even bigger shadow. I’ve always been right beside you and even behind you.. waiting and watching. I don’t mind that, it’s my purpose. The light is something that all vixens dream of being in and you’ve achieved it. By separating yourself you’ve painted a giant target on your back but it doesn’t really matter either way. You have all the capability to hold your own. Now while that is your goal… mine will be to extinguish the light in this division till it’s nothing more than ashes. The Motor City Reaper isn’t going to collect any souls… The Motor City Reaper is here to present those in their final resting place.”

“Forever Alone.”

“Forever in Agony.”

“Forever Suffering.”

“Forever Dead.“

“This. This is my destiny. I’m the heart and soul of darkness. The despair will curse this division… and the plague will devour it. Welcome to my domain.”

*****Fades to black.*****

“The opportunity is here once again. Once more I have been presented with the ability to take my place with the greats in this business. This is the last step until I have to jump headlong into the oceans of the unknown. As a little girl growing up...this is what separates you from all the other ones. You had to fight for your survival, and in the end...I failed the first time. I came so close to succeeding but I misjudged my opponent and she got the upper hand. Now I have the chance at greatness, and I can’t let it slip away. Not this time. This time I am going to succeed, and it will justify my every action in EAW. All the wrongs that I’ve done here...I will rectify them. It starts with taking the opportunity for that title, and it starts with going against my opponents. I have to succeed...I can’t keep failing myself every single time.”

The waves crash along the coast as Alexis looks out at the water, her eyes half lidded as if she is going through memories of her past encounters. She runs her fingers through the sand, looking down at the granules that have fallen underneath her fingernails with sadness in her eyes before she clenches her teeth and turns to face the setting sun once more.

“The specialist championship. A new title to the Vixens division. Something that will make the names of girls like myself appear brighter in the night sky, like a beautiful constellation. We will start our own legacy, apart from the Lethal’s, the Nova’s, the Ava’s, the Madison’s. We have the ability to make history ourselves, and we are going to do just that. I believed that I was out of contention for that title, but fate has granted me one more chance. I’ll be damned if I squander it now. I have to face up to the fact that I am now the underdog of this situation. I don’t have the accolades of my opponents, and I haven’t exactly had the best track record. Now...I have to show that I can do this. I have to prove that I can stand on my own, and find a way to reach for the stars with my own bare hands. Grasping at straws has done nothing, I have to do this. I don’t have a choice anymore.”

She stands up, reaching out and taking a hold of a few stones she has brought with her. Turning them over in her hands she glances at the names that she has scratched into them. Dropping some quickly into the water she stops on one that catches her eye and lifts it up, reading the scratched out name.

“Raven Lee. We’ve had battle after battle. War after war. We’ve tried victories and losses. You were my greatest rival but now...now I’m beginning to see that you are no longer a rival to me. You’ve stayed in the past, never changing. Never even considering change. That’s left you with nothing. No accomplishments, no accolades, just bitter disappointment. I refuse to attach myself to you anymore. On Dynasty, I will end this pointless feud with you once and for all. Your bitter words, your distasteful actions, your lack of fire in your belly. All of that will come to a head on Dynasty. I will put you down, and maybe then...you’ll realize that you’ll need to change. I want you to understand...it stopped being personal with me Raven. Now it’s all about business. It’s all about that title. It ends with us...my little raven.”

She tosses the stone into the water, watching it skip along the ocean surface before it sinks to the bottom. She smiles as she watches it steadily sink before she glances towards the stones in her hand. Only two remain. She lifts up the stone, smiling at the crown that she has etched into it before she places herself into a seated position.

“My dear crowned empress. I bow to your superiority only so far as it has gotten you. House of Glass must have been difficult for you, but you seem to have healed up nicely. The old me would have targeted that...would have...twisted everything you ever did or said to make you seem weak or lacking in spirit but I know better. You are a fighter, just like me. You’ve gone through adversity and pain to get to where you are, and that is deserving of respect. I don’t doubt that you deserve where you are...but you have had your accomplishment. It’s my turn now. I won’t hold back when I’m in that ring against you Aria. I can’t. I have too much on the line for me to just pull my punches and say that I won’t succeed. I have to succeed, I know you understand that. I have to prove myself to you and to everyone else that I’m not just the pathetic vixen who struggled and struggled but got nowhere. I have drive now. Passion. Intensity. It’s all there. Either you step out of my way or I will run straight through. That is how I fight, that is my drive, that is my mission. You can wear the crown of an empress, because this business is going to be divided into three kingdoms of our division. You as the empress, Madison as the Vixen’s champion, and me as the Specialist champion. That’s how it all goes down between us, Aria. All the other Vixens, they are afraid of us...but we have the skill and the ability to succeed where they don’t. Let’s show them why we are the best in our respective businesses shall we?”

She throws the stone far into the water, listening to it splash as it sinks into the depths below before she winces slightly. She takes in a deep breath, her hand gently running through her hair before she looks back towards the city behind the beach. Her eyes hold a wistful smile and she begins walking towards it, tossing her hair back as she picks up her jacket on the ground, yanking it on as she walks.

“I have to succeed. There is no choice anymore. I have to push through and persevere...because that’s all I’ve ever done in life. This will be no different. Friends, family, guide me through this...because this is the start of the toughest challenge of my life.”

MOVING TARGET -- RALEIGH, NORTH CAROLINA.

I’m not dead.

I’m not flatlining, I’m not broken, and I’m not to be gotten rid of so easily...but I’m also not the Vixens Champion. I didn’t do what I set out to do at House of Glass, and there’s no way to dress that up. There’s no way around it. I lost. To be disappointed by that is to be expected, to be put off by it and lose focus is foolish, but to resolve to bounce back as soon as possible, well, that’s just how I do business. I laid there staring up at the rafters in the Barclays Center knowing just how close I came to winning that match, and I had to come to terms with the fact that the title had slipped through my fingers. I had to hurry up and get into the frame of mind that I couldn’t let coming up short define me. The way I rebounded from that disappointment would tell people all they needed to know about me. I knew that if anyone could scratch and claw their way back into title contention, it was me. If there was anyone who was tailor made to be a champion, then no one needed to look any further. So no, I’m not under the impression that I didn’t suffer a defeat. I won’t pretend it didn’t happen, but I refuse to get so hung up on it that it fucks up my outlook going forward.

The glass shards in my back? They’re long gone.

The cuts in my skin? They’ve healed over.

The crown on my head? Sitting pretty, as usual.

I’m still the Empress, and I haven’t been deposed. That’s something no one can take away from me. I can be knocked down, I can have my resolve questioned, but I can’t be dethroned without a fight. It’ll take more than some glass shards to turn me into a blip on the radar. I belong among the top tier of women in this division, and being afforded the chance to become the first-ever Specialists Champion really shouldn’t come as much of a surprise. That tired old adage, the one that says when one door closes, another one opens? I think it applies here. I’m kicking that door open, not wasting any time stepping over the threshold and chasing this opportunity. Now I find myself as one of ten women rolling the dice and hoping they’ll be on the right side of a win in this battle royal. This really could’ve been anyone’s game, too. Oh, this could’ve gone so many different ways. It really was a toss-up…until I was added to the mix. It’s fair to say any of these girls stood a chance of winning, until I was added to the equation. Now the winner’s already been decided. I’m a walking spoiler alert!

There’s only one way this can go.

I had to bulldoze over some of this division’s best and brightest to become the Empress of Elite. I made that tournament my bitch. I handed out losses by virtue of pinfall or submission week after week, but this’ll be a little different. Opportunity is the name of the game. Not keeping your head on a swivel could cost you dearly. Battle royals involve a little less skill, and a little more of a cocktail of luck, timing, and a big assist from gravity. But hey, that’s fine by me. For the sake of becoming the Empress, I dispatched of those in front of me, and if it means making history again and becoming the inaugural Specialists Champion, I don’t have any reservations about dumping an adversary or two over the top rope. I’m aware that they want this win as badly as I do, but their moment in the sun isn’t about to come at my expense. This won’t be a defining win for the likes of Serena Ji or Selena Lopez. This won’t be Ariana Lopez or Ashlynne Black finally proving that they might be able to hang. No, this is me racking up another win and returning to form. This chance to advance to the title match at Showdown: Redemption has been dangled in front of all of your faces for nothing, I guess.

You never should’ve spoken up, Raven. You’re sitting here promising to lead me to certain death on Friday night, like I haven’t heard that one before. Tryna hit me where it hurts by bringing up my loss at House of Glass? It almost stings. You’re not scaring me with all the talk of doom and gloom and dark skies, either. Actually, it’s funny that you bring up shadows, considering that’s sort of what you are compared to me. A shadow. Behind me, beside me, on my heels, and never, ever level with me, never to be confused for being my equal. You’ve had the good fortune of teaming with me more than once, and now your fucked up luck dictates that you’re on the other side of things. Your record’s been all over the place; you bounce back and forth between potential and irrelevancy, between promising wins and crushing defeats. You make it sound as if you’ve made your name practically executing of Vixens one by one, but that’s not quite it. Yeah, you’ve won matches, but none have been the slaughters you’ve made them out to be. You beat a girl, and then what happens? She shows up in a different match a week later. You haven’t “terminated” anyone, and I’m not about to be the first one. You’ve never even gotten close to being anything resembling a champion, and on Dynasty, when I toss you out onto the arena floor, I’ll remind you of why. The Motor City Reaper isn’t coming to collect souls; she’s just showing up to earn herself another loss.

Will running my mouth turn me into even more of a target come Dynasty? Probably. I wouldn’t be surprised if one -- or all -- of these women went right for me, thinking I’d be the kinda high-profile elimination that would give them a boost in credibility. Some of you wanna make an example outta me, I’m sure. I’m the late, unlikely addition, and I’ve got a target on my back. Believe me when I say none of you have the flawless aim that it takes to hit the bullseye. You’ve all got it in your heads that you’ll be the last Vixen standing. This alternate reality, where any one of you advances to that title match at my expense? It doesn’t exist. But really, detouring dreams and ending championship hopes will just be side effects of what I set out to do. Those of you who don’t believe me will have it the worst, and will have the toughest time digesting having to take a loss to me. So come on, every last one of you, step on up and come after a moving target. When you fail to notch the win you wanted so badly, don’t say I didn’t warn you.

*Camera starts on Interviewer looking for Jack Ripley*

Interviewer: Have you seen Jack RIpley?

Random Employee: Yeah he's in his office

Interviewer: Office? What are you talking about?

*Interviewer keeps walking down the hallway, and finds a random doorframe/door, in the middle of nowhere in the arena*

Interviewer: What is this?

*He walks past the door, and up to Jack Ripley who is sitting at a desk, playing an old school Gameboy*

Interviewer: Hey Jack, whats all this?

Jack: What the fuck? Did you knock? Did you use the door? Get out of here!!

*Interviewer runs out, and goes in front of the door, and knocks*

Jack: AHEM, Come in!

*Jack Ripley is playing on an old school Nintendo Game Boy, and now smoking a cigar which he wasn't 2 seconds ago, as Interviewer walks up to him*

Interviewer: Mr. Ripley, may I have a moment of your time

Jack: UUUUUUGHHH, ONE SECONDDDDD

Interviewer: Whats with the random door? And desk?

*Jack pauses the Gameboy, take the cigar out of his mouth, and turns his attention to the interviewer*

Jack: Well, remember back when we started, I was talking about David and I creating a betting office for employees of EAW?

Interviewer: Vaguely

Jack: Well it's coming to fruition! We got the door! Now anyone can come and place bets on anything, including EAW matches

Interviewer: Cool!

Jack: Interviewer, welcome to the RAD Betting Office.... Ripley and Davidson, RAD, get it? Nice ring to it

Interviewer: Very clever, good luck with all this.

Jack: Mhm Thanks

*Ripley starts playing the GameBoy again*

Interviewer: What cha playin?

Jack: Super Mario Laaaannnnnddd

Interview: Well that brings me to my first question, are you aware it is 2015?

*Jack presses pause and looks up at this piece of shit interviewer*

Jack: Do you not have an appreciation for classics? Do you forget about the classics, and go right on to the next best system? Forgetting the ancestors that brought you to this video game world we know now?

Interviewer: Wow, when you put it like that, I feel like a piece of shit

Jack: Good, I'm Glad!! You finally feel how you really are, it only took a talk about videogames to bring it out

Interviewer: Well Jack, I can't help but feel that there's a deeper meaning to your words. Maybe after your match at House of Glass you've grown an appreciation towards HBG, Impact, and DDD?

Jack: Where the fuck did you get that? We're talking about videogames, stop trying to be so deep.

Interviewer: Fine, but speaking of your match, how do you think it went?

Jack: How do I think it went? Ummmmmm well we didn't win.... technically, so not well! Thanks for asking. But you know, I do feel like we proved something, we proved we're not just two over privileged, Comedic, models, that have no business in this company. We got beat up, and look at us now, still standing, ready for our next match, with a smile on our faces. I went through a glass ladder, i'm scratched up, needed stitches, but I'm ready for our next challenge. And you know the kicker? We weren't pinned, the guys with the least amount of experience, weren't even the guys that were pinned. Now I know all but one team can say that, and will say that they still deserve a shot at the tag team championships, well, except for the Savage Ryans. And I will through my hat right into that group too, because The High Rollerz did work, and we proved a lot. So much that we've been given the week off!

Interviewer: Umm you haven't been give the week off

Jack: Hmm? What chu talkin bout Willis?

Interviewer: Well you're against MX-13 this week

Jack: Oh, you mean those guys that weren't even good enough to qualify for the Championship gauntlet? Yeah we're not worried about them. So let me rephrase, it's as if we have been given the week off, because they aren so bad, and ineffective

Interviewer: Are you sure you should be downplaying them so much? You know what happens when someone writes off an opponent before the match starts

Jack: Eh, normally that's the case, but no ones heard a thing from either of these guys since they lost, so who even knows if they'll show up to Dynasty y'know?

Interviewer: That is true

Jack: David and I get better each and every week, and it's only the beginning, if you think you've seen the best of us already, then you're about to be blindsided

Interviewer: Well thank you for your time

*Jack starts playing the Game Boy again, and puts the cigar in his mouth*

Jack: *Loudly Mumbling through the cigar in his mouth* Hey, you're welcome, now get out of here, before I jump on your head like Mario savagely does these goombas !!

*Fades to black*

Dynasty Promo #2

PicPerfectMichaels Has uploaded a video:

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(Iggy Azalea's "Fancy" plays in the background)

Announcer: "IT's the Shout-Out Show! And now here's you host, Mark Michaelsssssss!!!!!!!"

Michaels strolls into the Frame dressed sharply with his white Hugo Boss "Enzel" style dress shirt, contrasted nicely by both his black Coach "P3 Bomber" leather Jacket, and his gold rimmed Gucci Aviator sunglasses.

Michaels: "Welcome my dear followers to the hottest, world wide trending talk show across all of social media, Welcome to the Shout-Out Show brought to you by Protoshake, who whish to remind you to make your workout worth it! We are still in shock at everything that happened at the House Of Glass FPV last Saturday night. If you missed it, it was simply put, one of the best shows ever! And We got the Highlights right here so let's get to it baby!"

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"First off tonight, we have the guy who has made it to the top of every Dy-Hard's shit list. At hosue of glass, Alex Anderson lost his pre-show match and subsequently announced that he was retiring. Than latter on in the Main Event of the evening, he shocked everyone watching again, when he attacked Lucian Black, and cost Dynast the chance to be rid of Zack Crash as Chairman of E.A.W., Now I don't know where AA is hiding, but I know that the minute that cockroach shows up, he's going to have to answer for his actions."

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"In other news, it was a busy night for Tig Kelly, he was unsuccessful in his attempt to capture the New Breed Championship in House Of Glass' opening match, but latter on in the evening he came out and absolutely dominated Vance Tybull as a substitute for an injured Carlos Russo in a Taipei MMA Death match to become the new National Elite Champion! As much as you have to say Tig stepped up for that one, you can't get too high on him, because now he goes from being the hunter, to the hunted. And if everyone wanted to be the man who beat Tybull, how much more will everyone want to be the man who beat the man who beat Vance Tybull? In any case enjoy that belt Tig, while you still can.

Well all that talk about making your presence felt at House Of Glass has me Hash Tag hyped for our Worldwide trending clip of the week!"

(A clip of Michaels and Angelo Brando smashing their glass selfie sticks over the heads of Chris elite and JJ Silva is shown)

Armed with what has become the hottest item for the holiday season already, I showed JJ Silva exactly why you don't cross Mark Michaels. I gotta say, it was so satisfying to hear the selfie stick cracking against JJ's thick skull, to see the glass tear into his head leaving him a bloody mess. But of course haters like the Iconomy are gonna hate, and Chris Elite is running around spewing out so much crap about what he Imagines he's gonna do this Friday in Raleigh. He like to go on and on about how selfie stick are illegal, but he really shouldn't talk because he commits indecent exposure of the face every time he walks out his front door! But for my actions at House Of Glass I will say I'm sorry, see I didn't want to smahs the stick over JJ head, no I had orgiginaly planed to shove it up his ass,but then there would be any need for you in the Iconomy, so believe me I only did what was best for you Chris in the long run. And you know something else, for a guy who claims that everyone who listens to me drops dead from boredom, he sure seems to know everything I have to say. Hey Chris, quit confusing what happens to people when I talk, with what happens when you wrestle.

And Eclipse Diemos, Can you really blame me for being concerned about the children who follow you around? I mean I know they can be yours since there is a zero percent chance that you have ever gotten laid, so I just want to make sure that they're not being abused in any form or fashion. Now about your match with what his name, I tend not to bother keeping tabs on people who are beneath me . See you are looking at the greatest athlete To ever lace up a pair of boots! I'm not some slob who was probably too busy trying to find that last slice of last week's cheese to be concerend about having a match against you, I am the physical embodiment of Perfection, and some face painted freak like you can never top perfection. Now I'll give you the fact that you got this whole creepy vibe going on, what with your odd skin tone that everyone knows wasn't the one you were born with, and legion of lost children... say I just figured out who you remind me of, see most of the roster here on Dynasty are Mark Michaels wannabes, but you, You're a Michael Jackson wannabe! No wonder why you do that odd crab walk thing, you're practicing your chorography. You know what, it would be kind of cute if it wasn't so pathetic. Hey let me ask you, if you're Michael, does that mean that Chris Elite is the Tito of your little group? Ahh... but in all seriousness, you guys suck.

It's okay, compared to me everyone else sucks too, so when Dynasty rolls around this Friday night, people won't notice it as much. And what a plus, you get to share some screen time with the man who is the Destiny Of Dynasty, The Face of ALL Professional Wrestling, and the brightest burning cross over star that Dynasty-A-W will ever know. You say this tag match will be a five against one, I say it's more like five against one million, because I know that all my followers, yes I do have followers even in a hell hole like Raleigh, North Carolina, will be surrounding the PNC, or POS, or whatever the hell you call it, Arena. And I will reward their support, by showing them exactly why they have made me their Social Media Champion at the expense of what's left of the Iconomy. Oh, and Angelo Brando will be there too incase anyone gives a rat's ass. Come DYnasty I got this one Hash Tag in the bag, so you Iconomy bitches can just Picture THAT!"

With that the video Fade To Black.

Dynasty October 28th 2015, 10:46 pm by **Greg Ward**

*In a dark room filled with fog, a man in a black hoodie sit on a chair dressed to wrestle. His thoughts ecos in the room*

My name is Greg Ward. I have come to EAW to compete against the best in the world. Harlow Los Santo. I don't know you, you don't know me. But you have been chosen to be my first opponent. I welcome you as my first test. I hope you understand that this ass-kicking isn't personal. Its just I have a hell of a lot to prove to the roster, the fans, the doubters, the haters, everyone. If you take me for a joke, I will hurt you. Why? Cause I am the most hungriest fighter in the world and you're about to find that out. So Harlow Los Santo, it's showtime.

*The camera zoomed in close to Greg's eyes as it turns into wolf's eyes*

Knuckle Up.

*The screen goes to a promo visual saying "Greg Ward Is Here" with his theme song in the background.*

Blood stains on the carpet. Not my blood… Not my blood...

TLA: I don’t want to go…

Voice: You have to go.

TLA: …

Voice: It is time.

TLA: Just a few more weeks…

Voice: No. Now.

TLA: I saw…

Voice: Don’t think about that now. Think about what’s next.

TLA: La Pantera Sexual is what’s next patron!

Voice: How can you be a sexual panther with all those scars?

TLA: I didn’t get hurt that bad… I won didn’t even taste the glass and…

Voice: You did.

TLA: I did.

Voice: Yes.

TLA: I’m already gone.

Voice: You are. Listen to your master.

TLA: Who are you?

Voice: You know.

TLA: Who am I?

Voice: That is to be decided in the coming weeks. What is important is you are no longer who you were.

TLA: I will never betray who I am.

Voice: Means nothing from the man who just asked who he was.

TLA: Sure.

Voice: So do it.

TLA: I will. It is time for Pantera Negra to be reborn…

Voice: Is it?

TLA: I am the heir to La Familia Pantera!

Voice: Are you?

TLA: Stop that.

Voice: I can’t stop you.

TLA: I am not Pantera Negra… then who?

Voice: Isn’t it obvious?

TLA: I am the leader of Team Dynasty. I am the New Breed Champion. I will take on all comers.

Voice: Such loyalty to a brand that never even accepted you. Even now they call Tig Kelly and Horrible Harry the true champions.

TLA: I beat him and Donny Diamond and anyone who dares to answer my open challenge will suffer the same fate cabron!

Voice: You beat him for a lesser title. That title doesn’t matter and so neither do you.

TLA: I have restored more prestige to this championship than anyone before me. I’d like to see anyone try to take it from me.

Voice: Maybe Chris Elite will take it from you again.

TLA: I’d like to see him try.

Voice: What will you do to him?

TLA: Hurt him.

Voice: Good good. We are finally getting somewhere with you.

TLA: This is no time for jokes.

Voice: Maybe it never was.

TLA: The Rope…

Voice: I said not to think about that now.

TLA: It was around h…

Voice: Not now.

TLA: Soon then.

Voice: Yes soon. But first sooner. First now.

TLA: Right now?

Voice: Put me on.

TLA: I will.

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Voice: It is done.

TLA: No more scars.

Voice: No more La Pantera Sexual.

TLA: Never again.

Voice: Don’t make promises.

TLA: I only make guarantees. I am El Tlatoani. I am your ruler.

Voice: You rule me?

TLA: Of course.

Voice: Maybe that’s true. But you will never take me off again.

TLA: El Tlatoani will do as he pleases.

Voice: And what does the wise Tlatoani want?

TLA: Blood.

Voice: Not your blood.

TLA: Not my blood… Not my blood…

Voice: Whose blood?

TLA: I saw his face…

Voice: You did.

TLA: No not his blood. The blood of Dynasty.

Voice: Good good.

TLA: There will be blood… not mine… not his… not her’s… But there will be blood and it will be for whoever happens to be idiotic enough to step in front of me. I am the New Breed Champion, I am the only true proving ground on Dynasty. You do not reach greatness except through me. Everyone goes through El Tlatoani, everyone is shut down by El Tlatoani. This is where it all comes to an end. Dynasty will suffer at the hands of their true champion, because that champion is scarred. You tried to break TLA… but you will be broken. You tried to stop me… but you couldn’t do it. Now is there anybody left? IS THERE ANYBODY LEFT? Donny Diamond. DONE. Tig Kelly. DONE. The Iconomy. DONE. None of the other champions could last. Alex Anderson? Vance Tybull? They couldn’t keep up. I am the measuring stick on Dynasty and when I throw down an open challenge… That means somebody gotta step up and get measured, and when they come up short they ain’t got nobody to blame but themselves, cuz they will be destroyed… Usted me va a retar y fallar. Yo soy el verdadero campeon del mundo! No es el New Breed… el MUNDO! Teme el destructor mexicano pero sabes… el no tiene ninguno!

Voice: He’s coming. You will be broken.

Blood stains on the carpet. Not my blood… Not my blood...

Hallow’s Eve

“He’s so clever isn’t he? Using the same insults that have been used against me what...seventeen times now? You know I expected a little bit more from my opponent but I suppose that this should be expected from him. Egotism getting to his head...I’m pretty sure that he genuinely thinks he is being funny as well. And they call me insane.”

Eclipse once more is seen in the warehouse, patting the ambulance door as he glances back towards the children. They each crowd around a tied up individual, looking at him and some whispering amongst themselves as Eclipse steps beside them. He nods his head to them as he moves the unconscious individual into the far back of the warehouse, until he eventually places him into a darkened room, closing the door and resting his head against the metal of it. His demeanor seems much calmer than it was before, as if he is accepting what happened on Voltage before turning his body to look towards the children with a wide grin on his face.

“You see...Mark Michaels is using the same repeated pattern of what he believes is going to be success that everyone else has used when coming against me. They mock. They slander. They use pathetic attempts at humor and insults to get under my skin and in the end they will then go on to attack my family...claiming that I do these...horrible things to them because of what society has deemed me to be. I want to ask you something Mark. Do you ever watch matches other than your own? I’m asking because it seems to me that you neglect a few crucial facts in your assessment of me. Let me think...you seem to have forgotten that I have defeated Psycho Brody, in an unsanctioned match. The first unsanctioned match on Voltage mind you. Let’s also make a few more facts straight shall we? I’m the only member of the Iconomy not to be pinned by anyone in the ring during a matchup. I have gone toe to toe with legends and I have busted the face of many more superstars. You seem to think that your distinction as being the ‘social media champion’ is what makes you deserving of respect. I don’t respect you. I don’t respect what you can do in the ring, and I certainly don’t respect how you choose to trash talk people. It’s childish. It’s predictable. And above all...It’s been done before. You aren’t Y2Impact. You aren’t Heart Break Gal. You are...basically what is akin to a gibbering monkey. Oh...one more thing you should know Mark Michaels. I seem to have forgotten Halloween? Last time I checked it’s in about...3 days. Maybe we should start the party early hmm?”

He laughs and shakes his head fitfully, running his hands along the tattoo before turning his attention towards the children. Jocelyn holds up a phone in her hand, handing it to him with a smile on her face as he takes it, looking at the image of Angelo Brando displayed on the phone’s screen. He checks it a few more times before laughing and shaking his head. He places it back into Jocelyn’s hands before walking to stand in the center of the children, running his tongue along his teeth in thought before raising his head up ever so slightly.

“There however is the challenge. Angelo Brando. Someone who can back up his talk and his words with action. I’m...impressed with how you handle yourself in the ring. There is one thing I’m confused about though. How in the hell did you manage to stay teamed with Mark Michaels? It’s pretty clear you two don’t like each other, and hell...I think it’s safe to say I know why. Michaels steals glory from you, and you are smart enough to realize it. The two of you together are the perfect mix of egos, it’s enough to put a nice big smile on my face. Therein also is the problem. You two can’t work together very well can you? Unless you two are trying to one up each other, the infighting will tear you two apart...and that’s the difference between you two and me and Chris. Our mentalities are different. We are both different, ideologically and in the ring. My brutality, and his technical ability. My insanity and his explosion of personality. We are both unique, and that makes us strong enough to work together as a team. That is what will allow us to win on Dynasty...and there is nothing, absolutely nothing, that you can do about that!”

He stretches his body backwards, glancing back towards the door before nodding to the children. They all begin running to the door as he follows suit, taking a hold of the handle and slowly pulling it open.

“We’ve been alone for too long...it’s time to join the family...big brother.” he whispers before he steps into the room with the man, closing the door behind him as the children race inside.

*Chris Elite is shown with his personal interviewer Fudge McGoo and his bodyguard Big Mike in a hotel suite in North Carolina*

Fudge McGoo: Hell EAW Universe I am here with EAW's top Elitist Chris ELITE! Now I have a couple of questions for this great man beside me about what he had to say about Mark's response to the last time I interviewed him. First it's time to get to know Big Mike a little better.

Big Mike: I am ready for anything you have to ask me and I will answer with full honesty.

Fudge McGoo: Okay, First question who is you're favorite Elitist and favorite Vixen in EAW?

Big Mike: Well obviously my favorite Elitist is the BEST Elitist Chris Elite but if I had to pick a second it would be Pizza Boy. My favorite Vixen is Aria Jaxon.

*Big Mike winks at the camera*

Fudge McGoo: Okay and it's came to my attention you have a criminal record. Can you give us any info on that?

Big Mike: I ain't no snitch yo so that's staying between me and the barber I stabbed for messing up my haircut feel me?

Fudge McGoo: Okay last question is their anything you are afraid of?

Big Mike: You would think I would say now but there is two things I'm afraid of... Chris Elite's Box Office Smash and Mark Michael's when he thinks it's a good idea to pick up a mic...

Fudge: McGoo: Hey I'm scared of those things too! Now speaking of Mark Michael's Chris Elite any thoughts on him and what he had to say?

Chris Elite: You know when I listened to him speak I had to give my phone and headphones to Big Mike so he can watch youtube videos because if he listened to Big Mike speak he would of died. See many of you may think this is a lame joke but I am serious there are facts. Now allow me to to give you these facts.

Fact #1: 1 of 3 people who listen to Mark speak either die of become dumber.

Fact #2: Glass Selfie Sticks are illegal in the US.

Fact #3: I'm the most entertaining and most handsome man on Dynasty.

Fact #4: Impact broke a record for having the most Glass Shards and Thumbtacks in his mouth at one time.

Chris Elite: See when I listen to this man the thoughts that run through my head are Corny, lame and stupid. I mean really a Halloween joke about Eclipse? Then say he's face painted? I mean honestly Mark are you kidding me? You know then I couldn't think you would out do yourself with stupidity but I thought wrong. Then you said you had the match won already? I mean come on Mark are you serious? You honestly are gutsy enough to see the two men who will be in front of you on Dynasty and you really think you got the match won? You know I almost snatched the headphones off of Big Mike so I can sacrifice him so I didn't have to die? But since I am the strong and willing man I am I listened to everything you had to say. Do I regret it? Yes of course I do I think everyone regrets opening up a video where the first thing you see is Mark Michael's with a mic in his hand. Mark I say you quit while you're ahead and leave the talking alone and let you're skill in the ring do the talking... Well first you'd have to have skill in the ring I'd assume. Well with that being said I don't know what to tell you other then stick to Instagram, Facebook and Twitter because this whole wrestling thing isn't for you. Now excuse me I have better things to be doing Big Mike let them in...

*Big Mike opens the hotel door as a bunch of strippers walk in and sit on the lap of Chris Elite and some are being harassed by Big Mike as the camera fades*

Dynasty Promo # 1

[ The scene opens up with Raven sitting against a rail up in the rafters of an arena. Her eyes are very much lowered as her expressions shows no clear type of emotions. She is tapping the steel of the rail with her knuckles as a loud vibrating sound is coming from it. Her head shifts to look at the camera.]

“ I’d love nothing more than to punch you in the face, Serena. As you lay on the ground, I’ll tower over you just in complete disappointment just as the fans have been since your arrival here in EAW. You talk as if you mean something to this company but the fact remains that you serve to long term purpose to establish any type of success. You’re what I’d like to call.. well, a liability. Nothing you’ve done presents any credibility of any sort to show that you’re a worthy champion. If anything, you’re the perfect person in this match to take be just a spot. Serena, that’s the truth behind your being of this match. Do you honestly think that you’re more special than someone like Lumen? Not even close. You’re just another spot in the match so don’t fill your ego anymore than that. While you’re sitting back and dreaming of becoming the Specialist Champion.. I’m here looking to bring the chaos into this match. You see, while I am The Motor City Reaper.. to EAW I’m The Chaos Vixen. Never once have I ever been afraid of any vixen and that doesn’t begin now. After Dynasty, you’ll forever remember.. The Chaos Vixen as the vigilante assailant in which led you all the way to defeat.

Then, there is Aria. We’ve never personally crossed paths except teaming up once before. In the time after which we’ve both taken separate paths to where our careers have unfolded. Some could even say you’ve gotten farther than myself but that is far from the truth. While you’ve been chasing your dream to become Champion.. I’ve been slowly moving forth picking off the Vixens one by one. Building the legacy of this division is a major offense in my eyes.. so I face no other choice than to terminate you. I’ve seen everything you can do and your limit seems to be clear that you don’t have a prayer against me. Unlike you, I’ve beaten Maddie on several occasions but in multi-Vixens matches and singles action. I’ve achieved what you simply could not. However, our paths are very separate and I wish not to become champion but instead to destroy this division. It’s clear you’ve given up your false hope to beat Maddie and moved onto the preying on the weak to become a second-rate Specialist Champion. It’s things like this that makes this division an outcast. People like you made this division in it’s dying state and brought on my existance to end it all. With your false light… created a very dark shadow. You can never run from your shadow.. One day, it’ll cover you until all the light… is gone. Then, you’ll be nothing more than a distant memory. Dynasty will be just another scenario where the crowd begs and pleads to see Aria win.. but she just cannot. When you step into that ring, I’m going to snap your spine in two with my Ravens Crossing. I’ll keep the legacy you’ve been building where you’ve made it.. Aria, Dynasty will seem like a slaughter compared to what that absent minded, Maddie was able to do. I’ll catch you on Dynasty.”

[The Scene Fades To Black.]

Dynasty Promo #1

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We open inside the Beverly Hills office of Johnny J. and Associates Talent agency, Where the world renown super agent is just about wrapping up a phone call to a potential new sponsor for his top client.

Johnny: "... Yes I understand, let keep this dialog open and not jump to any decisions yet... Okay I'll be in touch, thank you."

A disgusted look begins to creep up on Johnny's face as he turns his attention to Mark Michaels, who's been busy posting selfies on social media the whole time he's been here.

"Well Adidas is out. They want someone who's wearing a championship to be their spokes person. Mark the loss at House Of Glass is drying up a lot of opportunities."

Michaels turns his attention to his Agent for the first time sine he said hello.

Michaels: "Loss? Why does everyone I run into always say that I lost at House Of Glass? I mean everyone else in that match shaved years off their lives, never mind their careers, and for what? By weeks end everyone will start to forget about all the carnage and blood shed, meanwhile I'll still be the Social Media Champion, Top it all off with the fact that I won't be having to team up with Angelo Brando for the foreseeable future, and I'd say I came out of last Saturday the biggest winner on all!"

"Ahh Mark, you know you are booked in a tag team match against The Iconomy Right?"

"WHAT?!!"

"Yeah, you got my E-mail didn't you?"

"No, that bastard Brando smashed my phone, and now all I have is this loaner until Apple Care gets off their asses! How could you let this happen Johnny? Ugh it was probably Brando's people, they want to stick with me so that he could ride my coat tails for the of his career!"

"Mark, Mark, calm down."

"How can you expect me to remain calm? On one side I have some face painted weirdo who forgot that Halloween, on the other there's that Mark Michaels wannabe who got his ass whipped last Saturday, and on another there's Chris Elite. You know, I though that last Saturday I washed my hands of those Iconomy assholes, but now Chris ended up getting his panties in a twist because I'm the guy who smacked JJ Silva upside the head with a glass selfie stick, and now thinks he has to rise up and defend the honor of his boyfriend. Well as much as he like to imagine that he'll somehow fare better on Dynasty than he did at House of Glass than those shots to the head he took must have killed the last two brain cells he had left. But if I'm hearing things right, now he's got a new body guard to protect him when get into fights with ten year old girls over which Justin Bieber song is better.

Speaking of ten year olds, isn't that the average age of that Diemos guy's girlfriends? Someone should seriously be calling C.P.S for that. Does This guy really think having the rest of the special ed class come out with him for his matches is going to stop Dynasty's brightest burning star from beating both him and Chris? How do you expect some snot nosed brat to throw me off my game? Or maybe you think all those rub on tattoos are going to psych me out? Well I'll tell you what, after this Friday night you and Chris can get matching tattoos of the Boot prints I'll be leaving on both of your asses!

And as far as Angelo is concerned, I've Proved time and time again that..."

" Mark, maybe you should be a little more concerned with winning your next match, that way we can get a few new ad deals done?"

"Johnny, I already got this match won. I am the Destiny Of Dynasty, I am the Face Of all Professional Wrestling, and thanks to my Millions upon millions of followers, I am the social media champion. You don't have to worry one bit about this match, I've got it covered."

"Than why are you acting so upset Mark?"

"Because I was hoping to be the referee in the Specialist battle Royal. I mean me right in the middle of a ten Vixen buffet? You know that they wouldn't be able to keep their hand off me, and why wouldn't they? I am the absolute picture of Perfectioon. But instead I have to go out there , and one again beat the Iconomy. Well if that's the way they want it, than fine. I'll win the match this Friday night, live on Fox Sports, and that will lead to even more endorsements, and that will lead to my own private Vixens battle royal if you get what I'm saying Johnny. It's all hash tag in the bag, so Picture That!"

Michaels flashes his million dollar grin before taking his leave from the office.

Fade To Black.

*A light flickers on as it catches the shine of the belt in Tig's hand. He hoists the belt over his shoulder as he steps into the dim light, head still bandaged from the carnage of HOG. Tig takes a deep breath as he looks at the belt and smirks*

Tig Kelly always makes sure he comes out on top in some way. I've said it once and I'll say it again, I always come out looking like gold no matter the circumstance thrown at me and judging by the shine on my shoulder...I'd say once again I'm a man of my word. I get driven through a table head first losing my chance at taking that title from the Mexican only to march my ass back to the ring and beat the living hell out of the baddest dude you guys had here. The Big Bad Wolf, the Undefeated and Unbeatable Monster...the guy Dynasty gave the keys to the Kingdom to, I took him and reduced him to a pulp. I drove the keys to the future of this company through his jaw with the Mafia Kick and made my point. Tig Kelly is the Career Ender, the Streak Ender, and the foundation on which we shall build this damn company on. The powers that be needed someone they knew would do the job when their golden boy was crying about defending his title, so they knew where to go. One knock on the medical room's door and it was HELLO VIOLENCE MY OLD FRIEND....

*Tig laughs maniacally as he kisses his fist, still stained dark from the bloodshed at the FPV. He cracks his neck as he grins at the camera coldly*

Speaking of old friends, its a shame that Mr. Rosso doesn't get to be on the other side of this. You know, holding the belt in this match for a triumphant return to Dynasty this week. He gets his ass kicked back stage and all of a sudden can't compete? I get it man! How would any of us understand a kind of travesty like getting put out of commission for the night? Its not like my head was used to break a glass table into a million pieces the same night I scored gold in the match you were supposed to be in!...Oh wait. Its funny how I was able to walk out there all bandaged up with my head looking like a damned cutting board and do the damage I did, yet the boy from Louisiana couldn't weather the storm like it was Katrina or something. Some dark clouds roll Carlos' way and he's out of commission instead of dragging himself up like a fucking man should and pushing forward to find success

*Tig slaps the belt on his shoulder a few times and holds it up towards the camera*

A real man pushes through the pain and does the job he's meant to do. A real man grits through the pain and defends his name no matter the circumstance. That's why I'm holding this belt now and just like our last encounter you're still holding nothing. I'm going to show you how a man gets the job done this week Carlos, just like I did to Tybull at House of Glass I'm going to walk into our match to eat the damned food off your plate and send you home hungry because there is no way you're man enough to take what I'm about to bring.

Dynasty #1

"Damn. I got to throw out eight other girls, man. Eight. No, no, no. I'm not complaining. As a matter of fact, It gives me the chance to shut any naysayers who thinks that she or he can beat someone like me. and after this match, I move on to the real granddaddy of them all. In the Specialist Championship Scramble Match. Agh, I'm getting excited just thinking about it. Just coming on and becoming the first ever Specialist Champion just brings to tear to my eye."

"When I came here, I had one goal and that was to make history and come Redemption, I will do exactly that. Hell, unfortunately Madison is the Vixens Champion and that excites no more. She is an embarrassment to real women wrestlers like myself, Cloud, Haruna, Aria, Lumen, hell even Ashlynne. And on top of that, she has that little runt who continues to call herself the future Specialist Champion. Hahahahaha! Oh please. How many times do people who challenge Madison have to beat your ass so bad that you realize that you're nothing more than just Madison's shield? I'll take you what. When I win the Specialist Champion, I will gladly give you a title shot. Show me something. Get the hell out of Madison's shadow! Please! Oh wait, are you one of those type of girls who always needs someone by their side to make themselves feel complete? Good luck with that in the ring, because I can't name one time where Madison has actually saved your ass out there. Anyways, here's one last word of advice for any of the vixens in the back...Don't Hate A Bitch 'Cause You Ain't A Bitch!"

*Chris Elite is on the porch of his old house in Brooklyn with his new Body Guard Big Mike and his new personal interviewer:

Chris's Personal Interviewer: Here I am now with the most talented man on Dynasty and his new body guard. Chris Elite despite the loss of the Iconomy how were you able to pull of those incredible moves during the match?

Chris Elite: I knew I was paying you good money for a reason. Any other interviewer would only want me to pay attention to nothing but how I lost and how it effected me. You on the other hand actually watched the match and not just looked on spoiler sites for results. See my good friend the answer to you're question is simple I'm Chris Elite. I can do anything only fans and Dynasty Elitist can IMAGINE doing. See the difference between me and these fools they imagine what they would like to do. They write their match out first like a 10 year old and write the moves they would love to do but they can't because they are pathetic and not athletic. I am Mr 200 percent for a reason and that reason is what I showed at House of Glass in MY hometown!

Chris's Personal Interviewer: Okay now I just got a notification on my phone that says you will be going against Mark Michael's and Angelo Brando and you will be teaming with Eclipse. Thoughts and guarantees and on the match at hand?

Chris Elite: Well as for the guarantees it's simple. See in life you are pretty much guaranteed 3 things. What are those 3 things you may ask? Well the first thing is pay taxes. Second thing being getting hit with a Box Office Smash and after getting hit with that(Or listening to Angelo or Mark speaking) you die. Not that hard to understand is it? Now for my thoughts on the match that's also simple. The only real thing I remember these two doing was cracking me and JJ over the head with glass selfie sticks. Where did they get those things? Who knows the point is that I never got my revenge those two are probably laughing at it now or arguing about who's selfie stick was better. See that's the problem with these two bozos they are childish they showed why at House of Glass and they show why every time they decide to speak. They are like teenage girls stuck in grown men bodies and well I guess you can say that for a lot of people on Dynasty can't you? Listen here and listen closely see this match is like a 5-1 situation now that I got a body guard. Now you are probably wondering and saying "But you're facing 2 people" and you would be correct. HOWEVER those 2 people only equal one man well barley equal one man. I mean damn it myself against or Eclipse against them by ourselves is a 3-1 match for them. Either way they look at it it's a disadvantage. Listen here Mark and Angelo this time there are no jokes I'm looking to get this match done quicker then it started, because honestly I can be doing a lot better then facing two people who barley equal one man.

Chris's Personal Interviewer: Okay last question TLA is having a Hardcore New Breed Open Challenge any thoughts or concerns on that?

Chris Elite: The only person who should have any concerns about this is the man hosting the challenge. Does he not remember what happened last time he was ignorant to let one of these happen? Well let me remind everyone that was the birth of the Iconomy and that's the day I TOOK his title away from him and Bionic Stomped his ass right through a god damn table. So I say TLA calls this off before we have a deja vu moment on Dynasty. Only thing different about this time will be the fact the title won't be stolen by me it will be TAKEN by me. Now excuse me I want to grab some sprite and other things from the corner store Big Mike you know what to do...

*Big Mike lifts Chris Elite and sits him on his shoulders as he walks away with Chris Elite on his shoulders to the corner store as the camera fades*

Strong Style Wolf October 25th 2015, 10:18 pm by **Greg Ward**

*The intro starts as a dark figure appears in the fog with a voice is heard in the back*

My name is Greg Ward. The Human Highlight Reel. The Strong Style Wolf. And I have come to EAW to fight. So boys and girls.........

*White Eyes starts to glow in the dark followed by a sinister smile *

Knuckle Up.

*The screen cuts as the beat drops to a sign that says "Greg Ward Is Coming"*

Post HOG

The camera begins rolling with JJ sitting in his locker room holding a towel to his head as he is just sitting in a chair. His head is draped down as the whole locker room is so silent you could hear a pencil drop. His head comes up with the most pissed off look ever seen from him and he lowers the towel exposing dry blood all over his head and even the blood still surfacing from the wound above his eyebrows. The blood pours quick as in a matter of seconds it’s beginning to drip down his face and onto the floor but that doesn’t stop him from speaking.

JJ: Without a doubt, this was one of the most gruesome matches I’ve ever taken part in. Each and every move felt worse than the one before, but we all kept fighting anyway. We all made the choice to push aside the pain we felt to continue on until that very bell sounded. Once it did, everyone laid there in the agony we casted away.. blood, sweat and tears left inside that ring and the outcome pisses me off. Mercenaries, did you prove what you felt needed to be? You outlasted four other teams in a match that the two of you could barely even handle but you did it. The two of you actually did it.. odds stacked against you but no matter, The Mercenaries have retained gold. Congratulations, but the war is far from over. You see, this was a battle in which the outcome may be in your favor.. but next time it won’t be. The Iconomy had you down for the count. Impact, you were laying lifelessly on your back and those titles would’ve came to us and you know it. The fact that this wasn’t the two on two that we proved we deserved pisses me off. I could go on a full rant as to what we deserve but it will not change the past, now will it? The fact of the matter is we will get our two on two match.. and we will beat the two of you. This isn’t about The High Rollerz. This isn’t about Mark Michaels and Angelo Brando. This isn’t even about The Savage Ryans.. This is about The Iconomy kicking The Mercenaries asses and becoming the new Tag Team Champions! Impact you think that SuperKick in your mouth with all those glass shards in your mouth was bad then you don’t even know half of what we’re going to do when we get our hands on you! Blood was spilt tonight… but blood will be showered the next time we cross paths. The Iconomy will not stop until we have beaten you two within an inch of your lives and even then it won’t be enough! We’re past the point of return and we’re going to finish what we’ve started! I don’t care if you have Hexagun, Just HBG and yourself.. We’re going to destroy you and bring your reign to an abrupt end. You claim to be one of the greatest tag teams of all time… Your right. You can even be recognized for it because The Iconomy is going to be the alliance known for taking out one of the greatest tag teams of all time. Say what you will, we showed the entire world that we’re more than capable of beating the two of you tonight. There will be no weak link talk. Chris and Eclipse are just as strong as I am for we’re one united front. Divided We Stand, United We Conquer! That is what we do! Stop us! I dare the two of you to try and put us down because we’ll keep coming back with more shove than the two of your old brittle bones can take! Bring this end that you say you’ll show us because this is far from over! It’ll be over.. when we say it’s over! When all's said and done, The Iconomy will be standing over the two of you raising our arms in victory as we will claim the war. The Mercenaries… and Hexagun will be bow down as we present:

Our Anarchy.

JJ stares into the camera with a face covered in blood and even his chest as he pushes the camera away and the screen fades to black.

Hahaha, you know what? Out of all this nonsense that has been going on with me for the past few weeks mostly due to feeding the ego of my partner and proving to him that the people who follow me are like a cult and that they hang on every word I say and every move that me and my family has made for the years. They have dressed like us, they try to talk like us and it has went so far that they even started to act like us Brandos. But it seems it like there is something that you low life people seem to have forgotten about me and when I debuted in a sorry little place that you all treat as your place of worship where people like me who pay to see people like you fight each other over prizes like the Tag titles, like the World Championships, like your pathetic and meaningless lives depended on it! You see Mr. DEDEDE the thing that you're dead wrong about is that I'm way more than just who's following me or what's trending next, I'm named Mr. Instant Trendsetter and the Socialite Prince for nothing because I know that I'm the hottest thing going in pop culture today and I'm just tired of people like Mark Michaels and in fact everyone in Dynasty Wrestling and EAW trying their damn hardest to make themselves socially relevant in the world that I come from. What you seem to have forgotten that I come from a world that I can EASILY buy everything with the money, power and the influence I have just because of my last name. Like lets be real here for a second, NOBODY names here can measure up to my name. My name carries an ancient linage of domination that has been well documented over the ages and it doesn't come by no surprise that people like you pretend that you never heard of it. But the thing that you've caught my attention that for the past few days that you labeled yourself and Ryan Savage as "the underdogs." Is that something you're suppose to be proud of? Like fools goes around thinking that being "underrated" is a good thing, BUT NEWS FLASH, it isn't. If you want me to take a good look at myself Mr. DEDEDE I can see myself just fine and I know who I am. I'm Angelo Brando the man that has been born into a great family, a man that has the WHOLE WORLD IN HIS HANDS! But what you and everyone else in this match needs to realize that you're no better than my partner Mark Michaels because the internet and the wrestling world that you're so proud of are one and the same. None of this is real, like how many times do people in the world we live in today will openly admit that they were ashamed of being a wresting fan? A whole damn lot because people look down on what you all do and think of you as inferior people who can't even get a 9am-5pm job and be apart of the working class, the working class that serves below me! You all are the pawns of your own egos and it has been overblown to the fact that you think any of you do actually matters. It's SWEET AND ADORABLE that you think your "memorable" battles with Scott Diamond, Y2Impact and so on and so forth dating back when you debuted! Same goes with everyone else here who thought that they were doing something special when they gotten into "wrestling" and sad thing is that the majority of you who has been doing this for so long, are actually thinking that you are making a difference somehow. But I'm sorry to break it to you son, but the moment you stepped into this ring where all your dreams and fantasies have came into this world, you haven't been making a difference whatsoever. So in the reality that I live in along with everyone else outside of professional wrestling, knows that the people who take this path of shame couldn't cut anywhere else and decides to settle on being nothing more than clowns entertaining the people that watches you throw your life away. If anything you're the equivalent of a prisoner through my eyes. Shackled and bound to the whim of the people who sits and thirst to see you cringe and crave to see you get hurt in hopes that ONE of you all DIES in the middle of that ring! But while you all been making "history" at each and every festival that you call Pain For Pride. I have been doing something that really matters. I have ran on multiple run ways, I have owned luxury cars and residences all over the world and I have pushed my family's name up to new heights that my predecessors knew I could do. So I can see why you or anyone else here wants to ignore me because I'm that cruel reminder of something that none of you could ever be and that's successful in the REAL WORLD! You may be insulted that Mark Michaels and I are in this match DEDEDE, but I have made a living by being audacious. Ever since I was born I admit I was handed everything and this company is no different. Connings have given me an opportunity at championship gold and I'm going to take it from the people who has been here before me and that has worked their asses to get to this point. I'm going to laugh when this whole thing is over when Mark Michaels and I walk out as champions because it will yet again prove my theory to be correct that the entitled and the fortunate always get what they want. And this is no different from what it was like when I first debuted here being surrounded by people less than actual human beings looking upon a God like figure like myself. They get angry, they are filled with envy and they try whatever they could to knock me off my pedestal, but each time they try, they fail repeatedly. So I'm sorry that you've been the underdog you're whole entire life like that shit stain like Ryan Savage. But it's not my fault that you can't seem to measure up to what true greatness is. Like why else would you still fill that emptiness inside that you have the constant need to win thes titles again and again? It's pathetic to see what you all are willing to do just obtain these fleeting moments of glory because in those moments you feel like you're somebody. But you're worse than these people who sits behind their computers and phones trying to take shots and make light of people who does matter and who actually does something to make a difference! So for you to compare me like a nobody like Chris Elite, The Mercenaries or anyone who isn't a Brando is just a sad little petty insult. But I don't blame you or anyone who feels slighted by me and the fact that I'm still breathing and made it though the "treacherous marshes" known as professional wrestling. But like everything that I do, I end up owning it and this will be no different.

But don't feel too bad because you and the irrelevant fatso who is probably moments away from obesity, aren't the only people that I'm talking to. This is actually directed to everyone who is beneath me and that I hope none of you are going into House of Glass with the hopes of actually winning it, because you're chances of winning went up in smokes the moment that I was announced to be in it. And by the PURE GRACES OF GOD that Mark Michaels is associated with me because he'll be able to reap all the benefits and be a champion with me! So Y2Impact you can try and protect yourself by using the fact that I'm a "rookie" to a business that in your mind that you made famous. But unfortunately for you, you're not famous and it doesn't matter to me if I have to waste my precious time to scout a guy like you. I'm confident in myself and my abilities as a Pure Blood that I can defeat you along with everyone else with incredible ease and that everything that you have built around you will start crumbling down and just a redundant piece of trash. So tell me aside from what you've done and who you are with, why should I bed I be afraid of a man that can be owned in a mere matter of moments. Guys like you I can make my personal bus boys or valets to park my cars, because you and whomever is in the Hexa-Gun or Mercenaries aren't as threatening as you want to come off by. The one man that you all should fear is the man who has all the influence and power in the world! Just think about it, if it was that easy for me to get into this match, just think how easy it will be for me and Mark to walk out of this match with the gold that you and that little tramp of a wrestler is proud to hold. Y2Impact, you and your little girl try way so hard trying to be important that you even brag about the fact that you're a rookie crusher. Like please sit down somewhere because I'm tired of you trying to be something that you aren't. I think it's about time that someone like me with actual power and legitimacy puts you in your place where you belong because ever since you started spear heading this little "revolt" to bring extreme back. You and HBG forgot who you were and that's just pawns on the board that were made to be manipulated and controlled and made to be exploited. Lets not forget that people like you are made to lose for people like me, which is why I have ignored the existence of this world for far too long. So now that I'm here people will remember the day where Angelo Brando walked into EAW and Dynasty Wrestling,fighting their "star studded attractions" and come out of each war on the winning end! So I can care less what has made you famous or what you've accomplished. You can brag about what wars you went through and how you earned your stripes but I'm just going to come in and ignore all of that and strip you down to nothing, like slaves and beat you and spit on the sacrifices you made to get here, the blood, sweat and also tears for you to get the recognition that you got. So be prepared to lose all of that to me. And that goes for everyone just prepare to lose it all because you're nothing more than bodies that are going to be used to build my throne and from here on out WHEN I BECOME THE TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS, that is when the Brando Empire will begin! But lets say I didn't warn you all, so by all means go ahead and do what you do but just remember you're going to lose to me no matter what you do. So feel free to worship me and put my face on everything because that's when the tag titles will become mine along with everything else that you people work so hard for, that you spend endless nights striving to be and for me to become in a matter of days and that's to be a champion!

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"Well look what the cat dragged in. Finally the hungry, motivated DEDEDE decided to show up, you know I was worried that I would have to deal with the timid, Mid-life crisis having, yellow line painted up his back, version of DEDEDE. You know the one who's flushed away his legacy, and has fallen from the status of legend (Actually myth is more like it) by hanging around for too long, and not stepping aside and letting those who are truly the icons of Dynasty take their rightful place. And all the while his ego is stroked by Ryan Savage acting like a yes-man with a school boy crush everytime he says thing like "DEDEDE is the best." and "Me and him will stand side by side on top of the mountain." that's how deluded Ryan is, after all his time in this great sport, he still thinks that there's room for two at the top. Sorry to burst your bubble pal, but if you would wakeup, you'd realize that only one man can ever be called the man in EAW/Dynasty. Only one can be known as the greatest professional wrestler of all time, and at house of glass only oone man will stand tall over your fat ass as he holds the EAW Tag Team Championship up high for a whole world's worth of followers to see.

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"Now before @Heart Break Girl starts yammering on and on about how I say only one "Man" can rule all of professional wrestling, I only meant it in a broad sense, so calm your pretty (again not literally, just metaphorically) little head, and tell Y2 over there that he doesn't have to take up for you with another hour long rant. SRS none of my followers want to hear you run your mouths about "Equality" , especially when everyone know it's HBG who wears the pants in that relationship. Don't even start with your "all I needed was Y2Impact to show me the way" bull crap. Let me ask you something, what's going to happen if (more like when) Impact ends up back on the disabled list after House Of Glass? How many miracle recoveries could he pull out of his ass? Will you once again become the scared little weakling you were (and probably still are)? Will you try and replace Impact with yet another false idol? Who would have you as a follower? Try and convince yourself about how you don't need anyone else, because everyone can see it as plain as the highlights in your partners hair, that you do. Come House Of Glass I'll personally show you how much of a pathetic worm you still are by taking those tag team championships!"

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"And now on to the Jack asses, I mean High Rollerzzzzzzz. Sorry, I got so bored of your attempts at humor and dozed off there for a second. So I was just thrown into this match huh? It's not because I am the superior athlete I am, or the fact the I am The Brightest burning star on Dynasty, or the fact that I've had you know More than two matches! And if I remember correctly, last Friday a former Dynasty Champion, as well as the current National Elite champion didn't have opponents, so if all this is just random, than why am I not facing them? I'll tell you why, It's because I am the man who can single handedly win those Tag Belts from those so called Extremists (even though the only thing that's extreme about them is the amount of crap that's in Y2Impcats hair) even when I have a dunce like Angelo Brando as a partner! BTW the only reason I call you two shit, is because it's the closest thing to what you guys are in the ring.

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"Another day, another opportunity for Chris and JJ to demonstrate just how foolish they are. Chris, you and JJ need to stop crushing so hard on each other, and the mercenaries, and Mr. DEDEDE (SRS what with everyone wanting to get with this guy?) and start focusing on actually winning. I mean in the time since your formed the Iconomy, what have any of you accomplished? for all the hype, what has JJ Silva and Chris Elite actually done? Now I know you want to turn my words against me, but even there you fail. See, I have millions upon millions of followers all over the world, and they do thing like watch whatever program I'm on, and buy my merchandise truckloads at a time. They have declared me their Social Media Champion, in addition to each of them making me their own personal hero. You two just sort of waddle out there with your goofy looking eyepatch, and your crappy hair do, and just meander, not just in the ring, but on the microphone as well. Guys like you are the reason #SMH exist."

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"In just twenty four short hours, fans in Brooklyn will finally get to see a Champion be crowned in the Barclay Center. The support I receive from my followers the whole world round, will lead me (and that putz Angelo Brando) to Victory in the Tag Team Glass Gauntlet match. And when I have my arm raised in the match that steals the show tomorrow night, it will be the most hash-tagged moment in history. There will be retweet of retweets of how I single handedly defeated four of the best teams that Dynasty could offer. And that victory will officially make me the biggest crossover star that Dynasty-A-W has ever, and will ever see! And this is all because I am exactly what I say I am. I am the Destiny Of Dynasty! I am the Brightest Burning Star that this sport has to offer! I am the (soon to be) Face of all Professional Wrestling, and what makes me all of these things is the fact, that I am absolutely PERFECT! And like I always say, there is no such thing, as better than perfect. So High Rollerz, Savage Ryans, Iconomy, Mercenaries, and even you Angelo, You all better Picture That! #HOG2015 #TagTeamChamp #InDa Bag"

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Oh you're not? Weren't you telling me that I didn't have an undefeated streak, that I don't have an Extremist of the Year, that I didn't mentor Hall of Famers? And you're going to tell me that you're not one to measure yourself with others? Jay, your undefeated streak doesn't mean anything to me because of the opponents you had, I could've had an undefeated streak if I had the opponents you had. Your Extremist of the Year doesn't mean anything to me because I'm going to have an Extremist of the Year, I'm going to have one for this year because no one has had a year like I have and a win against you would strengthen that. You mentoring Hall of Famers doesn't mean anything to me because it's so small, I don't care who you've mentored and how they're Hall of Famers. You're trying to say I can't make a cohesive argument but I could say the same about you. You attacked me from behind because of what you were told, because of Gaia, never would I have thought that Jaywalker would be taking orders from someone else. That's why I said you're not who you used to be. I'm not acting like you're that much older than me but you are older than me. I'm 31 years old, I've been in this business for as long as you have and yeah, I may have had my problems and I may not have the career that you have but that isn't to say you aren't old and that you're not who you used to be. I mean, you're trying to say that I'm not someone who has everyone in the back saying "oh, don't mess with him!" Because little do you know, I had everyone in the back saying that for SEVEN MONTHS. For seven months, I was holding the World Heavyweight Championship and for seven months, I defended it against anyone and everyone, I retained it against all of them. Everyone in the back was saying "I don't know how anyone could take the title away from him, he's at his peak!" But I wasn't at my peak, that's not even my peak and that's just a scary thought, huh? That's a scary thought, to know that wasn't me at my peak and I had eeeveryone in the back saying that, saying all of that. I could've held it for eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve months but I knew I'd lose it to someone and I knew that because you're going to lose to someone and tomorrow night? You're going to lose to me. I know how much you want this. You don't want to be humiliated. This isn't a make or break for me in my career, it's just something that I want more than anything else, it's something I wanted more than capturing the World Heavyweight Championship and that's saying something --- that just goes to show that I know how big this is for me and my career. That just goes to show that I'm not going into this match without knowing just what you could do to me, no, what you will do to me but you seem to be going into this match without knowing what I could to do and what I will do to you. I know that you and I are going to put each other through anything and everything. I know that we're going to give each other everything we have. I know that you and I are going to make sure neither of us have anything left. It's funny though that you say I "haven't paid attention to just who the hell you are." Do you know how many times someone has said that to me? Every time it's the same, every time they say that I don't know what I've done and I don't know who they are. Do you think I'm that stupid? I know what I did and I know who you are. You're Jaywalker. A four-time World Champion, Hall of Famer and one of the greatest of all-time! ...Well, not after tomorrow night, not after I'm the one who's left standing.

You know, if there was one thing I hate the most about you, it's that you walk around here with a chip on your shoulder like this business owes you something. Like you're so great, like you're so much better than everyone else and that everyone should be making that ego of yours bigger and in this business that CM Banks brought you into, that put up with your shit, that tossed your baggage to the side and made you who you are today, you feel as if you're the one who's owed something and that's why I've been saying that you're a piece of shit because you are, Jay, you're a piece of shit to even think that you're owed something. You're so selfish, so self-righteous that it makes me sick, it makes me sick to my stomach. I just want to get into the ring with you right now and cut you open like I said I was going to do, I'm going to cut you open, I'm going to take those glass shards and rip your skin and make you bleed --- I'm going to leave you in a puddle of it, a puddle of your own blood. You're going to be laying on your back and you're not going to get back up, if you try to get back up, then I'm just going to kick you back down. I've never been so sick to my stomach but I'm going to enjoy hurting you just like you enjoyed hurting everyone that you've hurt. I might even slit your throat like you've slit theirs. You were trying to say that I'm about the titles and what not but that isn't what this about, this isn't about a title, this isn't about any of that --- this is about much like you, this is a cause... this is a cause me for me to put you in your place... this is a cause for me show you that I'm on top. This isn't just about that though, no, this is about that feeling --- that it's going to feel so good to slam the back of your head into the mat, to see your blood running down your forehead and trailing down your cheeks, to hear that blood drip onto the mat, to snap every bone in your body, to put your ass through the glass shards. Whatever it takes. I'm going to put you down. The thing is, we could talk about who's going to win all we want. We could sit here, talking about all of our accomplishments but tomorrow night, they don't mean shit. Regardless of what you've done, what you've accomplished, how you've accomplished them? I just don't like you and you could look me as this blue collar worker who thinks he's being bullied by the rich golden boy, you could think whatever you want about me, you could underestimate me as much as you want. It's going to be what costs you this match. When we step in between the ropes and when the bell rings, it's not going to be what you want and when you get put on your ass, you're going to find out that it's not what you wanted. After everything you've said, after all of this tough talk, you're going to be asking yourself... is this what I wanted? For all you've done in this business, for everything that you are, was it worth it? Was it worth throwing away your pride? Because I'm going to tell you right here and right now, this isn't going to be you redeeming yourself after your losses. This isn't going to be another win for you that you don't need for your career because you don't need this, you don't need this as much as I do. After tomorrow night, you're going to feel whatever I do to you, you're going to feel it whenever you go out to the ring, you're going to feel it whenever you go to sleep at night, that you barked up the wrong tree and after tomorrow night, everyone is going to know just who's woods these are.

You may be a tiger but I'm a lion.

You've got one thing correct, I'm at my very best.

I've been at the peak of being the best that this company or even Dynasty Wrestling as itself has to offer. Not only that --- I've been cutting through the "best challenges" before me, they're behind me now. I'm on top and I'm not willing to come back down from this trip of glory anytime soon. I don't intend to brag or boast of my current accomplishment, but I've honestly never been given the moment to bask in what I've achieved in recent times. It's always been an uphill battle for me, and no matter how much effort I put into seeking out what I wanted the most; I always had the tendency to slope back downhill after losing consecutive matches to Devan Dubian, struggling with RAGNAROK with a dysfunctional band of misfits, no matter how much I thrived... I coped with the fact that I was doing something wrong. I knew this --- the moment that I allowed myself to succumb to a very discouraging defeat against the almighty conqueror of Elite Answers Wrestling himself, Jacob Senn. It left me distressed, I was flustered when overwhelmed with the negative emotions that followed shortly behind; of what began a long streak of failures. Those failures that I always had strong belief that played a big part in my motivation to push a little further, to go past the boundaries that were always set by myself only. And how well did that play out for me? I was left in the most vulnerable state that I had ever been in since I made a name for myself --- it left me in a state where I thought that my departure was the only beneficial thing for my career. If I were to stop the embarrassment that came along with falling short in the main event of Pain for Pride 8... that would of been the key moment. But we all know how this story went, we all know the "evil offer" that was bestowed upon me by the corruption as everyone refers to him as now, Zack Crash. I no longer need to dwell in what is a rich history, I no longer need to pick it part by part, to showcase the underdog story that brought riches that was folk tale to begin with. It's a given when you're against me that most men know my story, they dislike the sound of it... and they envy that it wasn't there's.

I want you to be honest with yourself, I want you to be as brutally honest with yourself; did you understand the quotation of me being portrayed as the villainous fiend? I respect you, I undoubtedly relish the fact that a man with as an intelligent brain as your own, can understand where I'm coming from. And I know this, because of all the men and women that have dealt with Zack Crash over the years --- you have been showcased as his number one foe. You've been inside the mind of Zack Crash and you know how he works. There's no denying that if you were in my boots at the time, you would without arguing, accepted his invitation to become a World Champion once again. That's why I'm glad that I get to face an intellectual individual, but that doesn't overall mean that I'm going to show the slightest hint of remorse. I didn't show it with Tyler Parker, who's been one of my greatest allies, my best friend --- and as much as you refuse to show relent, neither will I. It's a dog-eat-dog world, you of all people would understand that. As many times as I've been viewed as the hero, as much as I've been seen as a villain; this is not a war between black and white caps. It's a massacre of pride, ego, hopes, dreams, everything that a sane man has lived for put into one dispute in hopes he comes out the victor after all the bloodshed has occurred. I know you hunger for this gold as strongly as I intend to never let it go, but this isn't your time, Senn. It's not your time and place to be the hero that Dynasty Wrestling needs right now, as much as I enjoy what you and your brand are representing; I refuse to be vanquished by you. It's VERY ironic how this has suddenly turned into a story of "redemption" in some ways, redemption for Dynasty Wrestling and redemption for every loss I've suffered against you. We both have something worth fighting for, it's just the matter of fact who's fight is everlasting. Tell me, Senn, when everything is said and done, and you're not walking out as the Undisputed World Heavyweight Champion --- what do you have left to fight for? What is there left for Jacob Senn after he's feeling the same treatment of consecutive championship losses? Do you attempt to fight another battle to make your way back up here only to lose again? Or will you learn from the mistake you made by earning your rightful place against me? I'll let you decide.

{David shows up to the Barclays Center at about 9PM and that same interviewer that always approaches The High Rollerz, comes up to him, David is yawning and pulls out a full box of Cinnamon Toast Crunch out of his bag and starts eating it.}

Interviewer: David what are you doing?

I know right? Eating cereal without milk is a big crime. I was in a hurry ya know? Just got up.

Interviewer: No I mean why are you showing up so late? Your match isn't too far away. Shouldn't you at least go get a good night’s rest before House of Glass?

What time is it? **David checks his phone** 9:02 is considered late? The night is still young bruh. I came here to do that training stuff that people do. Which I believe entails lifting weights and running? I don't know. This is the home of the Nets right? So obviously training doesn't pay off in this building. Even Jason Kidd picked little Milwaukee over this city and team. That sums it up. Anyways don't worry about me and my schedule. I'll be good to go tomorrow night.

Interviewer: What about your ankle “injury?”

I feel like you just mocked me, no? Well that's the beauty of wrestling! You don't have to submit an injury report like the NFL. So I'm not going into detail about it or anything. But I will say this. Do you see crutches?

Interviewer: No but is that ankle tap?

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Stop looking at my foot area. Are you one of those weirdos with foot fetishes?

Interviewer: Ummmm.. of course not! Before I forget can you tell Jack to stop being mean to me?

I could.

Interviewer: Thank you David!

Oh I said I COULD, I never said I WOULD.

Interviewer: Oh.. I see Sad

. So I think you know this by now but a lot of your opponents talked again. Yeah a shocker I know. Do you have any words for them?

Well I wasn't really prepa…

{Before finishing his sentence David shoves the interviewer out of the frame and tells the cameraman to shut the camera off. The camera turns back on to David sitting in the Barclays Center, watching the crew set up the ring. He has a very dramatic look on his face.}

These men and women are the real unsung heroes of this business! Without any of them, this wouldn't be possible! On second thought, people off the street could just replace them. So forget about that. My opponents, they never shut up. They never take into account that I'm sleeping or gambling in one way or another. They are selfish human beings. I'm completely disgusted. I would spit on the camera but I'm not done yet. The teams Jack and I face have some unique characters. They are also examples of stereotypes. You look at DEDEDE and Impact and see grumpy old men. Telling us we don't belong here! Telling us to get off their lawn before they get in their Buicks with their New Balance shoes and run us over. And during this whole thing, of course their turn signal will be on for no reason. Reach into HBG’s purse and I'm sure you'll find some hard candy.. or Imp’s balls. Then there is Angelo who is a stereotypical.. well Mr. DEDEDE already said it, so I won't go any further. Then there is JJ Silva who is the guy that's always stuck in the past. Remember two weeks ago when you lost in a match I wasn't even apart of!!!! Remember!?!? He's the dude who peaked in high school. He was the starting quarterback, the man who led the team in a homecoming victory over Valley Prep. Then when there's a ten year reunion, there are people talking about their families and careers and then JJ enters the scene with his letterman’s jacket asking people if they remember that game from ten year’s ago because he never accomplished anything noteworthy after that. Like I said, some unique characters.

Now Y2Impact let's be honest here, neither of us are gaining anything from these little back and forth talks. You'll stick to the same old stuff, such as calling us The Holy Rollerz or talking about how you won this or that.. I've had enough. Just like I've had enough of Chris Elite. So I'll group you together. Ouch right? Obviously I'm just going to skip over them and talk to Mr. DEDEDE. DDD vs DD3. Got a nice ring to it huh? Thought so. So where do I begin with you? Oh right you talked about us mocking your hair and gear. I never made fun of your hair. I would never make fun of those locks! Neva eva! Although I did talk about your trench coat and how it didn't remind me of the Columnbine school shooting. That's not a joke. Don't treat it as one. That's a very serious topic. Lives were lost that day. The only good thing that came out of that tragedy was Pumped Up Kicks. I recall you saying that your team and Impact’s team are the best teams in this match. Yeah I didn't want to get your official tag names wrong so I went the safe route. But anyways if you want to, you can think that way. What are you basing this on? Oh because you four have a lot of titles between you? I would sure hope so since three of you have been on this planet for a long ass time. Wouldn't be surprised if Adam and Eve were your neighbors back in the day. But I like how you're already thinking about how you'll lose. Every time you talk you always mention that out of nowhere Mark could pin Chris or something and it's all over. Discrediting any skill the rest of us have. It must be all luck! Let's be honest Mr. DEDEDE, I'm aware of your titles and awards. I get you're arguably the best wrestler EAW has ever seen. But since I've been here? All you've done is lose. I have yet to see you win a match I believe and you should consider yourselves lucky that you didn't have to qualify for this match because odds are you would've found a way to fuck it up in the end. Maybe it's just a slump or maybe, just maybe it's a sign for things to come? And to clarify, I'm not looking to hurt you with what I say.. you can even cite the sticks and stones line if you want.. but when my punches connect with your jaw and eyes and skull and arms and back and fingers and elbows and shoulders and ribs and feet and ankles and stomach and even your fucking eyebrows.. that's when the hurting comes into play. Was that clear enough for you? Good. I'm glad. Again the whole “I don't even know who you are” line has been used to death. But hey when it comes to you, I'm sure the people are used to seeing the same damn thing. Like my partner said we are a breath of fresh air. We do things a little differently. Such as having fun!!!! Because it sure seems outlawed here. Everybody has to be serious! They have to promote their match in a strict manner. THEY EVEN HAVE TO YELL LIKE YOU DO! I'll tell you what, if you have to yell to get your point across, you're doing it wrong. You're also showing your opponent that he or she has gotten under your skin. You can try to spin it any way you like, but you know I'm right. You just hate it. Your mind won't accept it! But I'm right alright. Yesssssir. I also don't understand how at one point you said this is any team’s game and then two minutes later you are trying to lecture us on how this match isn't a game! Um what? For your information, we are treating this match verrrrrrrry seriously. But at the same time, this match is a game. Wrestling is one big game. You have to come up with strategies and make adjustments and all that good stuff. It's not different from football or basketball or baseball. You play to win. Unless you are the Brooklyn Nets of course. You like that cheap heat? I love it. Also fuck your life story. I worked hard for this! My mom beat me! My dad touched me! I lost my cat in a fire! My dog was run over! Seriously everybody tries to play the sympathy card and it makes me sick. Enough is enough. There's one question that you asked that was actually great. Didn't expect that out of you. What happens when we win the tag team championships? That Mark dude thinks we’ll pawn it. Nah, bet it maybe, but the pawnshop is for poor people. Just look at that Hardcore Pawn show on TruTV. It's in Detroit. I rest my case. So what would we do? Hmmm this might sound really crazy DEDEDE, but I think maybe.. we’ll defend them?! I know, that's pretty bold, but I think we’ll just do it! Other than life stories, do you know what else I'm sick of? Cliches. “Get out the kitchen or you'll get burned! Don't poke the bear or you'll get mauled!” Like really? I can tell you've never had a deep thought in your life. Also isn't there an actual bear on Dynasty? That sums up this place in a nutshell. Also like Jack said, you are far too obsessed with Impact and HBG and I get why, they've embarrassed you like ten times this month alone. Whereas I don't care who is in front of me. It can be you or Angelo, I'll still kick your teeth down your throat or in your case DEDEDE, your dentures.

Then there is Mark. I have yet to meet a Mark I've liked. Anyways you called us deuce stains right after Impact called Jack a shitfaced stain. Gotta love it. Keep up the good work guys. You are really hurting our feelings with those comments Sad

. But seriously why are so many of you guys obsessed with shit? Did you never mentally leave third grade? Maybe not. Yeah, definitely wouldn't count on it. And yeah I noticed we piss people off. We don't even intend too, which makes me think what kind of mental and emotional damage I could cause you guys if I went on a full court press, so to speak. But yeah we don't care. We don't care if you hate our guts. We aren't here to make friends or to be liked in general. Just here to win some matches and gold and get rewarded for it by getting a nice payday. That's all. The American Dream! Gotta love it. And here comes the “what the fuck have we accomplished?” line. Oh boy do I have to repeat myself again? In not even three weeks, we qualified for a title match. Yeah I'm sure you don't even know what qualify means. You were just thrown into this match because everybody else was booked. So I'm not sure why you’re acting like you're on some kind of high horse when in reality you're on a pony at best. And again, I'm not worried about having a target on our backs. Also I remember you said this, “you were able to be so annoying that four different teams who can't stand each other, now all want nothing more than to kick the ever living shit out of you.” For starters there you go with your shit fetish again and secondly, I couldn't help but blush. I feel honored. Besides I'd rather have that than DEDEDE admit that the reason why he's been ignoring you all week is because you are both “less than nobodies.” That sums you up perfectly, Mark. Well this was fun guys. Let's do it again sometime. Actually I'll tell you what, when Jack and I win the Tag Team titles tomorrow night, drinks are on us. Deal? Saaaaaweet.

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