Post by Twister on Jul 24, 2008 2:34:29 GMT -4
Our scene opens at an APW house show... Location unimportant... The fans are a buzz, all the hype surrounding Apocolypse, the great July Pay Per view. Friends who became enemies will square off. Rookies trying to make an impact in the business. New friends pushing their alliance to the limit in the most extreme match of the show. Kids lives will be at stake... Legends will square off against icons... The aged will face the youth of the business... Cows will get put on ice... Tables will get destroyed... The spanish? They may get to hear the first match of the night... The road to glory begins here.
The lights and such arent much... Everything being already put into place for the biggest event of the weekend. Still the fans show up in droves... Watching meaningless matches just for the sake of seeing two guys beat the holy hell out of each other and hoping upon hope that one of their heros may come out of the wood work and make their day complete. Today, was their lucky day... We take you now to the ring where local boys Johnny Pain, and Scotty Kennedy were squaring off.
Scotty takes Johnny down with a quick arm drag, and locks in an arm bar, he flips over and drives in a quick leg drop across his jaw as the lights dim slightly. The fans all rise to their feet as a long drawn out musical interlude cues into BOOM by POD. The fans errupt as Twister bursts onto the stage. He poses very briefly before sprinting into the ring. Scotty looks bewildered, then shakes it off and sprints right into a huge spine buster by Twister. Twister spins around and hoists a charging Johnny into the air with a back body drop. Johnny bounces to the ropes where Twister meets him in stride... Twister spins the young man around and lays him out with a wind breaker which draws a huge pop from the fans. Johnny instinctively rolls out of the ring and Twister turns his attention to a still winded Scotty. Twister clutches his left leg and flips him over, cinching in Twister Rage which draws a agonizing scream from the rookie. After a few moments of incesent banging from Scotty, twister lets go of the poor rookie and assists him in rolling out of the ring. Twister looks out to the fans and salutes triumphantly having barely broke a sweat. The fans use this opportunity to capture as many photos as they can before Twister finally makes his way to the corner of the ring and grabs a microphone from the ring side announcer. Some poor spanish guy, no doubt just trying to make a buck. The fans are in an uproar chanting Twister, Twister, Twister but die down as Twister brings the mic to his lips.
Save the cheers, save the chanting, and bring it with you this Sunday night to the glorious MGM Grand in Las vegas. This Sunday night will be the biggest pay per view APW has had yet... and you all sit out there and you ask yourself, why should this one be so special... How can this possibly stack up to Rasslemania... to Test for the Best even... Its simple... This week, Twister makes his official return to PAY PER VIEW!
The fans... well most of them pop... but their is one little boy sitting in the front row who grabs the attention of Twister. He can be heard yelling from the crowd.
But you were at Test for the Best
Twister smirks and nods at the kid.
Some one get that kid a T-shirt... A smart fellow to be sure. You are correct young man, I did part take at Test for the Best, but not voluntarily. You see, I had a favor called in so I went unprepared, into the show and took to the stage. This week though, there is no excuse for not being at 100% There is no reason for not being at the top of my game. Believe me, this time you will get to see Twister at the peak of his game.. Just like you saw on Overdrive.
Twister motions to the small video screen by the entrance way as a video plays.
[glow=red,2,300]With the referee throwing out the match all hell begins to break loose! Phate stumbles to his feet, holding the back of his head…and Matt Metal hits Phate with a Nu-Metal (RKO) out of nowhere onto the same steel chair he hit him with! Phate is out cold, prompting Metal to leave the ring and make his way to the back! On his way up the ramp the Tag Team Champions Royce and The Hardcore Kid run past him, immediately charging Sabur and Blackwell who are still recovering in the ring! The four men engage in brutal fisticuffs inside the ring, their battle spilling to the outside as they continue to scrap all around the outside of the ring! Twister helps Austin Daniels to his feet….before pulling Daniels in and nailing Daniels with the Wind Breaker (Impact DDT)! Ace is out as Twister leave the ring and makes the motion that he’s coming for the Xtreme Title! Jeff begins wailing on Lambardo, mounting the Champ and punching him into submission! This prompts the Overdrive Champion Micheal Lively to charge the ring to save his fallen leader - - but Lively never makes it to the ring as Nikolai Molotov blindsides him on the ramp with steel pipe to the back of the head! Bodies lay everywhere as President Jeff is the last man standing – standing over Kenny Lambardo! Jeff immediately motion for a microphone![/glow]
The video cuts off as Twister stands on the ropes with a smirk.
Thats enough of that... No one really wants to hear what Jeff has to say... Whats important is seeing just how quickly lightning can strike when a Twister is in motion. Austin Daniels...
The fans jump quickly into a ACE ACE ACE chant as Twister takes a moment to allow this weeks counter part to get his due.
Ace, you and I have worked together for a few weeks now, and have developed a friendship of sorts over that time. I watched you go from virtually nothing, to climbing up the ladder... Almost you made yourself a star, coming so close at Test for the Best... but then, after another endeavour, you earned your true stripes, winning the Extreme Championship off of John Green.
Twister takes another moment off allowing the fans to embrace young Ace.
Man, the celebration that night... hell that week were second to none. Its amazing you still had money to pimp your title... But pimp it up you did... A belt to suit the persona of the carrier... Flashy, sturdy, Not too hard on the eyes, and full of character. Ace nothing but respect has been earned between you and I... but I saw something in you the past week. Something above all that... and that was an arrogance.
Twister cocks his head and leans over the ropes again.
Ace, I hope youll forgive me for saying this, but I had to bring you down a peg which is exactly why I did what I did this week. See you seemed to have this notion that somehow you were all of a sudden invincible. You think you have it all going for you... The chicks spreading their legs at will for you... The slightly boosted pay checks with that gold strap over your shoulder... You had it all going for ya.
The fans cheer for Ace again as Twister smirks and nods seeming fairly unphased by this all.
You even have all these fans eating out of the palm of your hand. While its true you earned something though... Invincible you are not Ace. Tell me... How did it feel, Monday night, watching the battles wage in front of you, then... BOOM, before you even had a second to realise what had happened your head went smack into the canvas and you were left laying flat on your back. Ive had people all week ask me... why Twist? Why would you do that to your friend. Its simple... I had to bring you back to reality Ace. See I knew... I knew the way you were going, you would coast into the MGM and, while yeah you'd put on a good show for the fans, you'd make one critical mistake... You'd still think you were unbeatable... So Monday night... Wether you want to see it or not Ace I helped you... See, now you realise just how beatable you are and thats how I want you Ace. I want you at your very best... That way there's no excuses. I dont want to run into you Monday morning, hung over and start bitching that you weren't on your game. That you didnt realise what you had gotten yourself into. No excuses Ace.
The fans seem partially torn now, half cheering Twister, half still chanting Ace... With two studs like this though, you know thats how it'll always be.
Austin Daniels... This Sunday night we'll go in friends... we'll come out friends... But one very significant thing will happen on route. With that extreme title up for grabs, intensity will be at an all time high... You know that fairly well... Your bodies coming off just a two week rest from your last battle. I understand, I've been in many myself in the past... But I know... the past is the past right... Its been said a lot lately... Phates told Metal to leave his past behind... Hell Phates told everyone that'll listen... But thats enough about him.
Twister paces back and forth around the ring then comes back to the middle and holds his ground firm again.
Bottom line Ace, is this week we will put our bodies to the ultimate limit. More than likely they'll have us laid up in the hospital that same night side by side. Sittin back checkin out the nurses as they pass by. Maybe sneak an extra sponge bath or two... But when all is said and done... Ace... For that duration when friendship will take a back seat to the sheer desire for competition, only one man will get his arm raised in victory after all the carnage is settled.
Twister walks over to the side of the ring and leans on the rope looking deep into the camera... Well... I imagine he's staring deep into the camera.
After all the dust is cleared Ace that mans arm will be mine. Take the wake up call Ace... Use it for everything you have. Value every moment that you can hold that belt by yourside and still have it mean something for after Sunday, it will all be a momento of what once was. Sure Ace... There'll be another day for you... But this Sunday you will fear Twister's rage. No Ace on the river this time buddy, time to cash in your chips and fold. This Sunday I will leave the MGM Grand APW Xtreme Champion...
Twister takes his sunglasses off and a new kind of seriousness can be seen in his eyes. He glares deep into the camera and raises the mic to his lips one final time.
DEAL WITH IT!
Twister stands up and replaces his sunglasses and tosses the mic out of the ring before hitting a pose for the fans. Camera lights light the otherwise dim arena as the fans are in a frenzy as Twister sticks around for a couple more photo ops before finally heading up the ramp way and out of sight.
The lights and such arent much... Everything being already put into place for the biggest event of the weekend. Still the fans show up in droves... Watching meaningless matches just for the sake of seeing two guys beat the holy hell out of each other and hoping upon hope that one of their heros may come out of the wood work and make their day complete. Today, was their lucky day... We take you now to the ring where local boys Johnny Pain, and Scotty Kennedy were squaring off.
Scotty takes Johnny down with a quick arm drag, and locks in an arm bar, he flips over and drives in a quick leg drop across his jaw as the lights dim slightly. The fans all rise to their feet as a long drawn out musical interlude cues into BOOM by POD. The fans errupt as Twister bursts onto the stage. He poses very briefly before sprinting into the ring. Scotty looks bewildered, then shakes it off and sprints right into a huge spine buster by Twister. Twister spins around and hoists a charging Johnny into the air with a back body drop. Johnny bounces to the ropes where Twister meets him in stride... Twister spins the young man around and lays him out with a wind breaker which draws a huge pop from the fans. Johnny instinctively rolls out of the ring and Twister turns his attention to a still winded Scotty. Twister clutches his left leg and flips him over, cinching in Twister Rage which draws a agonizing scream from the rookie. After a few moments of incesent banging from Scotty, twister lets go of the poor rookie and assists him in rolling out of the ring. Twister looks out to the fans and salutes triumphantly having barely broke a sweat. The fans use this opportunity to capture as many photos as they can before Twister finally makes his way to the corner of the ring and grabs a microphone from the ring side announcer. Some poor spanish guy, no doubt just trying to make a buck. The fans are in an uproar chanting Twister, Twister, Twister but die down as Twister brings the mic to his lips.
Save the cheers, save the chanting, and bring it with you this Sunday night to the glorious MGM Grand in Las vegas. This Sunday night will be the biggest pay per view APW has had yet... and you all sit out there and you ask yourself, why should this one be so special... How can this possibly stack up to Rasslemania... to Test for the Best even... Its simple... This week, Twister makes his official return to PAY PER VIEW!
The fans... well most of them pop... but their is one little boy sitting in the front row who grabs the attention of Twister. He can be heard yelling from the crowd.
But you were at Test for the Best
Twister smirks and nods at the kid.
Some one get that kid a T-shirt... A smart fellow to be sure. You are correct young man, I did part take at Test for the Best, but not voluntarily. You see, I had a favor called in so I went unprepared, into the show and took to the stage. This week though, there is no excuse for not being at 100% There is no reason for not being at the top of my game. Believe me, this time you will get to see Twister at the peak of his game.. Just like you saw on Overdrive.
Twister motions to the small video screen by the entrance way as a video plays.
[glow=red,2,300]With the referee throwing out the match all hell begins to break loose! Phate stumbles to his feet, holding the back of his head…and Matt Metal hits Phate with a Nu-Metal (RKO) out of nowhere onto the same steel chair he hit him with! Phate is out cold, prompting Metal to leave the ring and make his way to the back! On his way up the ramp the Tag Team Champions Royce and The Hardcore Kid run past him, immediately charging Sabur and Blackwell who are still recovering in the ring! The four men engage in brutal fisticuffs inside the ring, their battle spilling to the outside as they continue to scrap all around the outside of the ring! Twister helps Austin Daniels to his feet….before pulling Daniels in and nailing Daniels with the Wind Breaker (Impact DDT)! Ace is out as Twister leave the ring and makes the motion that he’s coming for the Xtreme Title! Jeff begins wailing on Lambardo, mounting the Champ and punching him into submission! This prompts the Overdrive Champion Micheal Lively to charge the ring to save his fallen leader - - but Lively never makes it to the ring as Nikolai Molotov blindsides him on the ramp with steel pipe to the back of the head! Bodies lay everywhere as President Jeff is the last man standing – standing over Kenny Lambardo! Jeff immediately motion for a microphone![/glow]
The video cuts off as Twister stands on the ropes with a smirk.
Thats enough of that... No one really wants to hear what Jeff has to say... Whats important is seeing just how quickly lightning can strike when a Twister is in motion. Austin Daniels...
The fans jump quickly into a ACE ACE ACE chant as Twister takes a moment to allow this weeks counter part to get his due.
Ace, you and I have worked together for a few weeks now, and have developed a friendship of sorts over that time. I watched you go from virtually nothing, to climbing up the ladder... Almost you made yourself a star, coming so close at Test for the Best... but then, after another endeavour, you earned your true stripes, winning the Extreme Championship off of John Green.
Twister takes another moment off allowing the fans to embrace young Ace.
Man, the celebration that night... hell that week were second to none. Its amazing you still had money to pimp your title... But pimp it up you did... A belt to suit the persona of the carrier... Flashy, sturdy, Not too hard on the eyes, and full of character. Ace nothing but respect has been earned between you and I... but I saw something in you the past week. Something above all that... and that was an arrogance.
Twister cocks his head and leans over the ropes again.
Ace, I hope youll forgive me for saying this, but I had to bring you down a peg which is exactly why I did what I did this week. See you seemed to have this notion that somehow you were all of a sudden invincible. You think you have it all going for you... The chicks spreading their legs at will for you... The slightly boosted pay checks with that gold strap over your shoulder... You had it all going for ya.
The fans cheer for Ace again as Twister smirks and nods seeming fairly unphased by this all.
You even have all these fans eating out of the palm of your hand. While its true you earned something though... Invincible you are not Ace. Tell me... How did it feel, Monday night, watching the battles wage in front of you, then... BOOM, before you even had a second to realise what had happened your head went smack into the canvas and you were left laying flat on your back. Ive had people all week ask me... why Twist? Why would you do that to your friend. Its simple... I had to bring you back to reality Ace. See I knew... I knew the way you were going, you would coast into the MGM and, while yeah you'd put on a good show for the fans, you'd make one critical mistake... You'd still think you were unbeatable... So Monday night... Wether you want to see it or not Ace I helped you... See, now you realise just how beatable you are and thats how I want you Ace. I want you at your very best... That way there's no excuses. I dont want to run into you Monday morning, hung over and start bitching that you weren't on your game. That you didnt realise what you had gotten yourself into. No excuses Ace.
The fans seem partially torn now, half cheering Twister, half still chanting Ace... With two studs like this though, you know thats how it'll always be.
Austin Daniels... This Sunday night we'll go in friends... we'll come out friends... But one very significant thing will happen on route. With that extreme title up for grabs, intensity will be at an all time high... You know that fairly well... Your bodies coming off just a two week rest from your last battle. I understand, I've been in many myself in the past... But I know... the past is the past right... Its been said a lot lately... Phates told Metal to leave his past behind... Hell Phates told everyone that'll listen... But thats enough about him.
Twister paces back and forth around the ring then comes back to the middle and holds his ground firm again.
Bottom line Ace, is this week we will put our bodies to the ultimate limit. More than likely they'll have us laid up in the hospital that same night side by side. Sittin back checkin out the nurses as they pass by. Maybe sneak an extra sponge bath or two... But when all is said and done... Ace... For that duration when friendship will take a back seat to the sheer desire for competition, only one man will get his arm raised in victory after all the carnage is settled.
Twister walks over to the side of the ring and leans on the rope looking deep into the camera... Well... I imagine he's staring deep into the camera.
After all the dust is cleared Ace that mans arm will be mine. Take the wake up call Ace... Use it for everything you have. Value every moment that you can hold that belt by yourside and still have it mean something for after Sunday, it will all be a momento of what once was. Sure Ace... There'll be another day for you... But this Sunday you will fear Twister's rage. No Ace on the river this time buddy, time to cash in your chips and fold. This Sunday I will leave the MGM Grand APW Xtreme Champion...
Twister takes his sunglasses off and a new kind of seriousness can be seen in his eyes. He glares deep into the camera and raises the mic to his lips one final time.
DEAL WITH IT!
Twister stands up and replaces his sunglasses and tosses the mic out of the ring before hitting a pose for the fans. Camera lights light the otherwise dim arena as the fans are in a frenzy as Twister sticks around for a couple more photo ops before finally heading up the ramp way and out of sight.
