Post by "The Hottest Shit Going" on Apr 29, 2008 16:43:34 GMT -4
[glow=red,2,300]Sabur steps out of the Sex and Violence locker room, followed by his Lil Dick. The two begin to walk away when their are called. The two stop and turn around, to see a Ms. Lively standing there bouncing every so slightly making the bags upon her chest bounce as the nipple moves across her shirt becomes harder. The twp men become entranced by here magic muffins, as her hands are crossed together in front of her, squeezing the man hynotizers closely together.[/glow]
Ms. Lively: So Sabur I heard you won your match at Sabotage.
Sabur: Yeah, well I don't like to brag, but Seth Storm didn't stand a chance, the Irish Hammer is on a new mission, I have a new focus, and you know I'm on the rise from here, so whats up with you I'm sure Michael wouldn't be happy with you talking to the likes of the ungodly.
Ms. Lively: He doesn't have to know, you see I have made my interest in Jeff clear, and a girl can only wait so long with unanswered signals, so I figured I come congratulate you on your victory, and give you a little congrats gift.
Sabur: A gift hunh, what kind of gift are you planning?
[glow=red,2,300]Ms. Lively pulls her shirt upward flopping out the fury that is her chest. The Man Cow and his Lil Dick are focused on the unleashed expressions of love that Ms. Lively has just sprung upon them.[/glow]
Ms. Lively: So boy's what do you think?
Sabur: Hum-una Hum-una!!!
[glow=red,2,300]Just then from behind Sabur catches a flying knee to the back of the head. The knee grazed his head enough to rock him forward dropping the big fellow to one knee. He turns around to see an angered Michael Lively swinging a loaded right directly into the temple of the Irish Hammer. Sabur quickly tries to cover up as his face is catching a barrage of blows from the White Lion. Sabur stands to only be caught by a swift leg kick to his knee dropping him back down. The Lion then grabs Saburs right hand pulling out the muscular arm and then quickly hops up locking in a triangle choke hold. The Lions shoulders drop to the floor as he locks the dangerous hold in. The Irish Hammer starts to scramble, his mind realizing the severity of the hold he has just been placed in. The genetic powerhouse, gets to his feet, and with a pure show of strength he rears back hoisting Michael Lively into the air, but the Lion has the choke sunk solid.The Irish Hammer quickly loose his strength and the fight begins to leave his body, as the effects of the Triangle pays of for Lively. Sabur topples over sideways and Lively lets the hold go, as the limp body of Sabur flops out flat on the floor. Michael Lively then bends down talking to the unconscious Sabur. [/glow]
Michael Lively: I know your big ass can hear me even though your in lala land, so I hope it sinks in. Tonight we meet in a match for the first time, and you are in for some serious trouble. Right now you are in the midst of training to become a more serious threat to the business. Well let me tell you a bit of info my largely steroid inject freak, you aren't the only one training and becoming more dangerous, my game is accelerating to higher levels, and while you out there playing silly games, and taking Trevor's cane shots, I'm elevating my skills.So later on I want the best that you have to offer, and maybe you and I will settle our old debate of who really is the better in ring worker.
[glow=red,2,300]Lively lightly kicks the side of Sabur's head in disrespect, and turns to see a furious pint sized Lil Dick holding a miniature Singapore cane with the Sex and Violence Version X logo across it. The Lil can shakes in the pudgy midgets hands. Lively smirks at the tiny guy, and delivers a half CoKed super kick right to the chin of Lil Dick. A crack lets out as the lights go out on the midget and he flies backward skidding across the floor on his back right into a pile of folding chairs stacked up in the hallway. Lively smirks as he signals for his mother to follow close behind.[/glow]
[glow=red,2,300]The White Lion walks by the production arena and yells out.[/glow]
"Get my music cued up I'm going out"
Production Tech: Uh Mr. Lively, we are in the middle of a dark match, the cameras don't go on for at least five more minutes.
The White Lion: Who's fighting?
Production Tech: Some local guy from here in Tennessee, and some new guy Greatness Something!
The White Lion: I don't give two shits if there match is going on, you cue up the music, or when Overdrive comes time to air there will be a fill-in sitting in your chair.
[glow=red,2,300]The scene then picks up inside the ring where some local boy is getting over on the Greatness. The local wrestler hired to put over the new guy is obviously in shape which can't be said for the rather large Greatness, I mean this local kid really has his hands full, literally, there is a lot to wrap your hands around. The two continue their sloppy exchange as the arena is jam packed ready for the prelim bullshit match to end so the real show can air. Just then the music of the White Lion hits, and some fans begin to boo just at the thought of Michael Lively, but then some begin to cheer as the realize he really is a Savior, saving them from skewering their own eyeballs out with plastic forks from the atrocious bullshit set forth in the ring. The Lion makes his way down the ramp followed by his mother. Lively stops short at the apron, he reaches under the ring as the two lost wrestler in the ring are focused on the intruder. Lively pulls out a fire extinguisher, and quickly rolls in spraying the local boy, as he scrambles from the mist of the extinguisher robbing his oxygen. The Greatness looks over toward the Lion a little pissed at the interruption. The Lion grabs the mic, as he drops the emptied fire extinguisher. [/glow]
The White Lion: Well I'm not sure what you are waiting for, but I gave you the courtesy of not slapping the shit out of you, but your time out here is over, the fans totally took a shit on your match, so I figured I would do the Jesus thing and save the show before it gets started.
[glow=red,2,300]The Lion then turns his back to the Greatness and shoots a I'm Jesus look to the crowd. The Greatness very embarrassed, and insulted charges at the Lion, and the obvious weight difference between the extremely fit Lion, and the LB's that the Greatness carries totally gave the sneak attack away. Lively with his eyes closed during his pose, leaps into the air back flipping and catching the Greatness upside the head with a Pele Kick, not totally up to par with Kenny's but a very close second. The steel cladded toe boots the Lion has upon his feet crack the cranium of the Greatness sending him to sleep on the mat to dream of creme filling, while the Lion spits his Jesus like words of wisdom to the crowd.[/glow]
The White Lion: You know there is way to much mindless, shameful, bullshit flocking to this fed, and unfortunately for them I am here to save the fans from the weak, mild, untalented, monotonous, waste of energy that we have seen as of late. The fans hate me, for they do not know what they need, and that is where my job as a Savior of Wrestling comes into play. You have your Jake Ruby's, this pathetic newcomer Greatness, some lame bitch Justin Job, all trying to make a name for themselves, trying to prove their abilities, well not everyone walk among the clouds as God's. The ones that can, look down with disgust at the attempt of the frail, and weak mortals. Job will soon realize the awesome power of God, once his challenge is answered, The Greatness just tasted a slice of the Greatest, in fact the Hottest Shit Going, Jake Ruby well lets just say there is nothing really to say of the e-fedder, turned semi-pro., and on to Sabur, you have just felt the wrath that is handed down by the Lord. You stand against the Church of Kaos, and shall be struck down by the very CoK that you defy. That little surprise you received earlier was just a taste of what you are in for later, you step in this ring and the severity and embarrassment you will suffer will fall second to none. So the message has been sent, a Prophecy of sorts if you will, you enter the ring in the three way tag, your fate is written in stone. Now we come to Tony Blackwell, a Hardcore Warrior, and well hats off to him, he did just what he said he would, and now in my mind Mr. Blackwell is the Hardcore Champion.
[glow=red,2,300]Lively pause as he claps his hands, and then returns to the sermon.[/glow]
The White Lion: So Tony, here we go again. Engaged in battle with you as an opponent once more. Once more will the fans of APW be blessed with a hell of a show, and the stock holders of this company receive the ratings boost, that only we can deliver.So bring the Blackwell heritage, the Blackwell pride, and I will beat that Blackwell ass.
[glow=red,2,300]The Lion strikes a I'm Jesus pose sucking in the energy that can be felt from the boo's, and then returns to his speech.[/glow]
The White Lion: And last but not least the eye candy that is Fyre Angel, the furious Luchadore, the sex kitten, the surviving piece of Sex in the S&V. Well I'm pretty sure that you will be ripped apart, piece by piece, limb by limb, and the Fyre Crotch will feel the force that is the CoK, and from the sounds of it that should be no new feet for a leg spread nasty like yourself. So open wide lil lady cause your future is written, and now comes to fruition. Teaming with Dianna Steele and Spirit how can a lil Lion come up on the losing side. I mean have you seen this girl Spirit rumble, she gets down, and Dianna "I'm a veteran" Steele, should be a action packed match with our half of the ring stacked with talent, and well Tony does have some talent, so strap in Sex and Violence, cause here comes the CoK!!!
[glow=red,2,300]The Lion drops the mic and heads out of the ring, and up the ramp way. [/glow]
Ms. Lively: So Sabur I heard you won your match at Sabotage.
Sabur: Yeah, well I don't like to brag, but Seth Storm didn't stand a chance, the Irish Hammer is on a new mission, I have a new focus, and you know I'm on the rise from here, so whats up with you I'm sure Michael wouldn't be happy with you talking to the likes of the ungodly.
Ms. Lively: He doesn't have to know, you see I have made my interest in Jeff clear, and a girl can only wait so long with unanswered signals, so I figured I come congratulate you on your victory, and give you a little congrats gift.
Sabur: A gift hunh, what kind of gift are you planning?
[glow=red,2,300]Ms. Lively pulls her shirt upward flopping out the fury that is her chest. The Man Cow and his Lil Dick are focused on the unleashed expressions of love that Ms. Lively has just sprung upon them.[/glow]
Ms. Lively: So boy's what do you think?
Sabur: Hum-una Hum-una!!!
[glow=red,2,300]Just then from behind Sabur catches a flying knee to the back of the head. The knee grazed his head enough to rock him forward dropping the big fellow to one knee. He turns around to see an angered Michael Lively swinging a loaded right directly into the temple of the Irish Hammer. Sabur quickly tries to cover up as his face is catching a barrage of blows from the White Lion. Sabur stands to only be caught by a swift leg kick to his knee dropping him back down. The Lion then grabs Saburs right hand pulling out the muscular arm and then quickly hops up locking in a triangle choke hold. The Lions shoulders drop to the floor as he locks the dangerous hold in. The Irish Hammer starts to scramble, his mind realizing the severity of the hold he has just been placed in. The genetic powerhouse, gets to his feet, and with a pure show of strength he rears back hoisting Michael Lively into the air, but the Lion has the choke sunk solid.The Irish Hammer quickly loose his strength and the fight begins to leave his body, as the effects of the Triangle pays of for Lively. Sabur topples over sideways and Lively lets the hold go, as the limp body of Sabur flops out flat on the floor. Michael Lively then bends down talking to the unconscious Sabur. [/glow]
Michael Lively: I know your big ass can hear me even though your in lala land, so I hope it sinks in. Tonight we meet in a match for the first time, and you are in for some serious trouble. Right now you are in the midst of training to become a more serious threat to the business. Well let me tell you a bit of info my largely steroid inject freak, you aren't the only one training and becoming more dangerous, my game is accelerating to higher levels, and while you out there playing silly games, and taking Trevor's cane shots, I'm elevating my skills.So later on I want the best that you have to offer, and maybe you and I will settle our old debate of who really is the better in ring worker.
[glow=red,2,300]Lively lightly kicks the side of Sabur's head in disrespect, and turns to see a furious pint sized Lil Dick holding a miniature Singapore cane with the Sex and Violence Version X logo across it. The Lil can shakes in the pudgy midgets hands. Lively smirks at the tiny guy, and delivers a half CoKed super kick right to the chin of Lil Dick. A crack lets out as the lights go out on the midget and he flies backward skidding across the floor on his back right into a pile of folding chairs stacked up in the hallway. Lively smirks as he signals for his mother to follow close behind.[/glow]
[glow=red,2,300]The White Lion walks by the production arena and yells out.[/glow]
"Get my music cued up I'm going out"
Production Tech: Uh Mr. Lively, we are in the middle of a dark match, the cameras don't go on for at least five more minutes.
The White Lion: Who's fighting?
Production Tech: Some local guy from here in Tennessee, and some new guy Greatness Something!
The White Lion: I don't give two shits if there match is going on, you cue up the music, or when Overdrive comes time to air there will be a fill-in sitting in your chair.
[glow=red,2,300]The scene then picks up inside the ring where some local boy is getting over on the Greatness. The local wrestler hired to put over the new guy is obviously in shape which can't be said for the rather large Greatness, I mean this local kid really has his hands full, literally, there is a lot to wrap your hands around. The two continue their sloppy exchange as the arena is jam packed ready for the prelim bullshit match to end so the real show can air. Just then the music of the White Lion hits, and some fans begin to boo just at the thought of Michael Lively, but then some begin to cheer as the realize he really is a Savior, saving them from skewering their own eyeballs out with plastic forks from the atrocious bullshit set forth in the ring. The Lion makes his way down the ramp followed by his mother. Lively stops short at the apron, he reaches under the ring as the two lost wrestler in the ring are focused on the intruder. Lively pulls out a fire extinguisher, and quickly rolls in spraying the local boy, as he scrambles from the mist of the extinguisher robbing his oxygen. The Greatness looks over toward the Lion a little pissed at the interruption. The Lion grabs the mic, as he drops the emptied fire extinguisher. [/glow]
The White Lion: Well I'm not sure what you are waiting for, but I gave you the courtesy of not slapping the shit out of you, but your time out here is over, the fans totally took a shit on your match, so I figured I would do the Jesus thing and save the show before it gets started.
[glow=red,2,300]The Lion then turns his back to the Greatness and shoots a I'm Jesus look to the crowd. The Greatness very embarrassed, and insulted charges at the Lion, and the obvious weight difference between the extremely fit Lion, and the LB's that the Greatness carries totally gave the sneak attack away. Lively with his eyes closed during his pose, leaps into the air back flipping and catching the Greatness upside the head with a Pele Kick, not totally up to par with Kenny's but a very close second. The steel cladded toe boots the Lion has upon his feet crack the cranium of the Greatness sending him to sleep on the mat to dream of creme filling, while the Lion spits his Jesus like words of wisdom to the crowd.[/glow]
The White Lion: You know there is way to much mindless, shameful, bullshit flocking to this fed, and unfortunately for them I am here to save the fans from the weak, mild, untalented, monotonous, waste of energy that we have seen as of late. The fans hate me, for they do not know what they need, and that is where my job as a Savior of Wrestling comes into play. You have your Jake Ruby's, this pathetic newcomer Greatness, some lame bitch Justin Job, all trying to make a name for themselves, trying to prove their abilities, well not everyone walk among the clouds as God's. The ones that can, look down with disgust at the attempt of the frail, and weak mortals. Job will soon realize the awesome power of God, once his challenge is answered, The Greatness just tasted a slice of the Greatest, in fact the Hottest Shit Going, Jake Ruby well lets just say there is nothing really to say of the e-fedder, turned semi-pro., and on to Sabur, you have just felt the wrath that is handed down by the Lord. You stand against the Church of Kaos, and shall be struck down by the very CoK that you defy. That little surprise you received earlier was just a taste of what you are in for later, you step in this ring and the severity and embarrassment you will suffer will fall second to none. So the message has been sent, a Prophecy of sorts if you will, you enter the ring in the three way tag, your fate is written in stone. Now we come to Tony Blackwell, a Hardcore Warrior, and well hats off to him, he did just what he said he would, and now in my mind Mr. Blackwell is the Hardcore Champion.
[glow=red,2,300]Lively pause as he claps his hands, and then returns to the sermon.[/glow]
The White Lion: So Tony, here we go again. Engaged in battle with you as an opponent once more. Once more will the fans of APW be blessed with a hell of a show, and the stock holders of this company receive the ratings boost, that only we can deliver.So bring the Blackwell heritage, the Blackwell pride, and I will beat that Blackwell ass.
[glow=red,2,300]The Lion strikes a I'm Jesus pose sucking in the energy that can be felt from the boo's, and then returns to his speech.[/glow]
The White Lion: And last but not least the eye candy that is Fyre Angel, the furious Luchadore, the sex kitten, the surviving piece of Sex in the S&V. Well I'm pretty sure that you will be ripped apart, piece by piece, limb by limb, and the Fyre Crotch will feel the force that is the CoK, and from the sounds of it that should be no new feet for a leg spread nasty like yourself. So open wide lil lady cause your future is written, and now comes to fruition. Teaming with Dianna Steele and Spirit how can a lil Lion come up on the losing side. I mean have you seen this girl Spirit rumble, she gets down, and Dianna "I'm a veteran" Steele, should be a action packed match with our half of the ring stacked with talent, and well Tony does have some talent, so strap in Sex and Violence, cause here comes the CoK!!!
[glow=red,2,300]The Lion drops the mic and heads out of the ring, and up the ramp way. [/glow]
