Madison
Free Agent
Posts: 22
Alignment: Tweener
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Post by Madison on Mar 4, 2014 10:12:49 GMT -5
Xstream comes back from commercial to find Madison in the middle of the ring with a mic. She's wearing the same outfit she was when she accompanied Ethan to the ring, and embraced him after his victory. The crowd begin to boo her as she starts to speak. Oh you can boo me all you want, I don't care. The fact of the matter is from the time the Milano's, and the Storm's, and the Raiyven's came over to this company, you all began to sink your proverbial teeth into what they had to say, or what they were attempting to do. But what about me? You all forgot about me, and it got into the heads of management. All of a sudden I was being put on the back burner so that Nate and Raiyven could be the focus. I was playing second fiddle, letting Ashley Milano get her last few wins in before leaving with Fyre. I was kept in the back, so that these blond bimbo twins could hog the spotlight, because it's always cool to have twins on camera right?
You cheered for them, you tuned in to see their dramas play out before your eyes. But while you were all busy watching a soap opera, I was creating a masterpiece right under your nose. Right in front of your eyes, but you all failed to catch on. Did you notice the dissension between Ethan and Storm? Ya, you did, but you failed to see me in the background of most of those segments. If you look back, you'll see me standing idly by, watching storm be passed over. Suddenly she wasn't so hot, now was she. No, she didn't know it yet, but I was already raining on her little parade. Seems blondes might have more fun, but I have more evil in my little finger, then those twins combined. I sunk my teeth, my claws, my nails, my everything into a man who hovered at the top, but was always met by a glass ceiling. I gave him that extra oomph to push him through the glass, and it shattered, and here I stand before you, the Queen to his King. I took my talents to him, and together, we made him the BEST IN THE WORLD! We all know who the other winner was right? Oh that's right, another man I was attached to, Brent Starr. Do you think it was coincidence? Who did Ethan push past to get to the finals? Oh that's right, Ashe, another friend of mine. Did you think that was a real match they had? Oh sure it looked like Ashe was taking it to him, but no, truth be told, Ashe was pulling all his punches, all it was, was a mere warmup, letting Ethan stay in the zone, without his muscles icing up and locking on him. He stayed full of adrenalin, and rode it out to his victory over his own partner.
Now, Eric, if your smart, you'll stay friends with Ethan and I, and we can take this place by *snickers* well by storm. Think about it. You two are the ultimate team. You have the most to gain, and keeping the spotlight on you, Ethan, and I, will only help you guys push these spotlight hogs out of the picture. How long must Nate be the focus? How long do we have to let the freaks be in the title picture? We don't have to do anything we're not prepared to do. That includes letting anyone else take our spots we rightfully earned, and deserve. And there is no-one more deserving, then us. She walks around the ring taunting the fans as they boo her even more.
Now, without further ado, I would like you all, to stand up, and properly salute and welcome, the BEST IN THE WORLD, your Viral Tag Team Champion, and MY MAN! Ethan Quinn!!!!!The focus turns to the entrance ramp
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Post by Ethan Quinn on Mar 4, 2014 13:37:11 GMT -5
Ethan walks out with that grin on his face. Full of arrogance as the crowd boos. It was obvious he was not liked. He made his way down the ramp with his tag title over his left shoulder and the fabricated best in the world title he had around his waist. Tapping it as he sexually taunts a lady in the front row before ignoring her and entering the ring. There he sees his Queen as he walks to her and kisses her while rubbing her leg. They both smile as he pulls a mic out from his jacket.
You idiots think I care about any of you or what you think. All you are is a bunch of haters. All you hard ups wanting what I got and all you gawkers wanting what she's got. But the obvious is that we are the best and fate stepped in. The truth hurts don't it! Everyone saying all I'll ever be is a mid card jobber. Everyone saying that Jenna was this and she was that. Laughing at yours truly when she apparently kicked me to the curb but took me back later. You think you did me a favor? Is that what you think?
Ethan pauses as he can't keep his eyes off his woman.
The truth is I played you and everyone else in here. Jenna you were just what was needed but all you ever will be is a piece of meat and nothing more. I carried you and finally had enough and baby the truth is you couldn't satisfy me. But my Queen here she does it and leaves me breathless. Now that's the truth. But we were seeing each other and those nights I wasn't there? Well I was with her in those purple satin sheets. I hate to break it to ya like that but the truth is you couldn't do the job.
Now Fyre, I know you took that bride of yours on a trip but you will never measure up to me. Ashley may fake it to make you feel good just like Maddy did. You might as well keep it in your pants because what you got is frankly a measurement in centimeters rather than inches. Now I know that's tough to swallow but believe me when I say you don't have enough to swallow.
Ethan smiles as the fans boo even louder as they quiet down.
Now I'm the best in the world. So respect me and my woman when we are talking. And Miss York you must be mad as hell that I pulled the wool over your eyes but not even you can measure up to the hottest pair of legs in the world. So you tried to make an example but I do what I do best and that's obvious on what you see. You're lucky I didn't break that blonde neck last week.
Now on to you Eric. You need to stay friends with the best in the world. You and I can do great things and we can rule. Madison and I are offering you this before egos get in the way. And Nate you better count your days because the next World Champion is me. Who else deserves that title but the best in the world. So time has come and it's our time. No blonde bimbo or any other hater will stop what we want to do. So hate us if you want but you'll never be us.
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Post by Jenna Storm on Mar 4, 2014 16:46:07 GMT -5
Unbreakable by Firefight hits as the Bombshells enter the stage area. They do their 360 spin shaking their ass. They were not pleased over the "new couple" and their allegations. Juelz was upset she lost to Ethan.
You are garbage! Thanks to that dog on the leash you somehow came out victorious. Her actions saved you from the pinfall. But you think just cause you got the victory then that makes you something special. All you've done is piss us off even more. Somehow you won some tournament that you don't deserve. Just like my sister you never deserved her. But by standing next to that plastic doll you both were meant to be. I'll give you that much Ethan.
Now Madison you can blame us for taking your spotlight but this is our turf now. My sister and I have took control and now you are no more of a second thought. Matter of fact all you are is second rate eye candy. If you didn't come out nearly naked leaving nothing for imagination then you'd be without work. And Ethan is a sucker for any woman that gives him the time of day. I tried to warn Jenna but she didn't listen. But now she realizes what he really is and sadly how much of a night walker you are. Tell 'em sis.
Jenna looks so pissed that she is biting her gums.
I know I'm no angel. I know I probably deserve this. But Madison don't think he won't do this to you. Laying up with dogs you'll get fleas. Problem is you both are dogs! You are a home wrecker and can't believe it but gonna handle my business. So Ethan you want that tramp then have fun. I'm gonna have fun and kick her bitch ass in front of you and beat your bitch ass in front of her.
So how about your new woman. The Queen as you call her gets her nails dirty besides clawing your back checking for other nails? How about you watch or join the party? I'm tired of your lies Ethan and that bitch thinking she's me. Who does she think she's talking to anyway. So tonight after I'm done maybe there's a little left you can go home and play with. But your broke ass hands will never feel what's like to have me again. You can fantasize when you're doing her that it's me. But you can't replace an original and nothing compares to what I can do.
So what do you say Ethan and Madison? You ready to see eye candy get what she deserves? You ready to get what you deserve? Both of you batches have officially been put on Bombshell lockdown. Cat got your tongues or do we need to come down there and get this bitch fest started. Because I am the #1 bitch and know it. You may hate me or love me but I don't sugar coat nothing. Especially when I see another bitch trying to take what's mine. She can have you for all I'm concerned since there are bigger and longer men out there. But she will never be me or be my equal in or put of the ring.
Fans cheer as they wait to see if Ethan or Madison will accept their challenge.
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Post by Matthias Marlfox on Mar 4, 2014 16:58:07 GMT -5
Just then, The Realest Sport plays, and out onto the stage comes Matthias. With the loud roar of the audience behind him, he stands besides the two Bombshells.
"You know Ethan, for the last week I was thinking about what I was going to do. Losing to you, doesn't sit well with me. But I took some time, and what I WAS going to do was come out here and say that for once you beat me fair and square, clean. That you actually deserved to win the Best in the World. And to call you down to this ring and to shake my hand. But then I hear all this. You two, and some co conspirators, rigged the whole thing. While I fought hard to get to where I was in the tournament, you got yourself a free pass Ethan. That does seem like your style. Everything you touch, you taint. You dirty everything. Hell if I recall correctly International laid down for you before, so as far as I'm concerned he was in on it too. He takes out Nightmare and Death, and you take the crown. Bad enough that you win, but then you decide to let it go to your head and make a fake belt."
Matthias had to take a few breaths to calm down before he continues.
"Everyone here hates you, you know that. But they will never be able to hate you as much as I do. All I've been trying to do since I walked into this company back in Viral Pro, that this competition, this sport, can still be pure and clean. But then there is you. The complete opposite. You, your ego, your womanizing ways. I despise you like I've never done with anyone else. I want to hurt you. Break every bone in your body. If you were set on fire I wouldn't even piss on your burning corpse but rather I'd add more gasoline because I want NOTHING solid left of you and then to take your ashes and flush you into the sewers, because that is where you belong!"
He was fuming by this point.
"So how about this. All three of us want to kick your ass. So why don't you ask your best buddy, or one of hers, I honestly don't care, and we can all meet in that ring. Or are you going to make up some excuse and be a bitch?"
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Post by Ethan Quinn on Mar 5, 2014 15:36:59 GMT -5
Ethan smirks as he grabs Madison close.
No tell me how you really feel?
Ethan wipes his chin in a very sarcastic and narcissistic fashion.
I knew there are haters but you must be the president and ceo of that organization. I told Madison when we hooked up there would be haters and posers wanting to be where we are. Honestly, I can't blame ya. I am the sexiest man alive and with the hottest woman alive. People will judge us but will never be us. And as far as me winning this belt? Well I beat the Spotlight Champion. I beat one of the best faces in Ashe. Not to mention beating the gal that has been as dominant as almost anyone and Miss York's fav in you. So my credentials say it all.
Now this title I earned no matter what you or any other person thinks about it. I am THE BEST IN THE WORLD! And tonight I'm not making excuses and got no problem beating you and those blonde bimbos again. But pal you are frustrated and blame me for it. I say take Jenna in the back and fix that issue. Believe me all you need is a little and you'll be good as new. Matter of fact Marlfox why don't you pick one of those blonde tramps and meet me and my woman next week. And if your fixation still lingers then at the ppv I'll be waiting unless you got other gasoline to spill?
Now as far as tonight goes? Well I'll let that person address you. No need in me having all the fun as my fun comes later when me and Maddy are alone.
Ethan winks as he rubs her body as he knew he was a womanizer but wanted to show Marlfox he was ready.
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Post by Mr. International on Mar 6, 2014 6:55:00 GMT -5
No music was played, but moments later Mr. International appeared on the big screen above Matthias and the Bombshells.
"Im sorry to disappoint, not being able to come out their and do this in person. You see Matthias, your right, I too was in on this whole plan, and I got paid a WHOLE lot of money for my roll. Do you have any idea what the odds were of Ethan beating me in the finals? I was the heavy favorite, and rightfully so...I would have won that tournament had Madison not made me the offer. So when I took my fall I earned enough money to happily retire on!"
International could then be seen polishing his titles with what appeared to be hundred dollar bills
"Now since you all want a match tonight, I suppose I can tear myself away from polishing these VW sanctioned belts that nobody can take from me, and school you in a old fashion 6 man tag!"
Mr. International started to laugh as he kicked back and waited
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Post by Miss York on Mar 6, 2014 21:29:48 GMT -5
The situation unfolds as Miss York was pissed her tag team got overlooked last week. She was not gonna let this happen again this week. It didn't matter to her if they already had a match. Her intention was to prove she's the boss and had enough of Ethan. So she walks out with her security as she observes the situation.
Mr. Quinn and Mr. International. I'm so glad you both believe you are the best. Even got Madison believing it too. And last week you weasled your way and brought Madison after I banned Mr. International. Very clever but not clever enough. And even though you two got a match later in a six person tag match; that won't keep you two from defending those titles tonight. So tonight you will defend against Soldiers Of Fortune. So can the two best show up tonight and prove you are?
Tonight I hope Mathias Marlfox and British Bombshells take the trash out. And Mr. Quinn you can't maneuver your way out of this one. Don't even try!
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The Sarge
Free Agent
Posts: 23
Alignment: Controversial Face/Anti Hero
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Post by The Sarge on Mar 6, 2014 23:57:23 GMT -5
The entrance music of the Soldiers of Fortune begins to play, and the crowd looks toward the stage as Strikeforce and The Sarge walk out from behind the curtain. Sarge looks down the ramp and casts an informal salute to Miss York, accompanied by a nod and a wink.
The two men walk down to the ring, and once they reach it, they climb onto the apron and step between the ropes. Sarge grabs a mic and walks directly up to Ethan.
Ya know somethin', ya cocky bastard? I don't like you. Strikeforce....doesn't like you. Miss York.....hates your guts. And ALL these people here tonight are gonna get exactly what they want when we whoop your silly, spiky haired butt all over this ring. Even your little buddy, "Mr. Incontinent" ain't gonna help ya, son. Best he can do is run his damn mouth and earn an ass whoopin' of his own for his troubles. You think nobody can take those tag titles from around your waists?
Well, boys...say hello to "nobody"! It's time someone brought honor and respect back to those belts, and having a couple motor-mouthed douchebags carry them around isn't doing anyone any favors. Tonight, the landscape of the tag division changes...and the Soldiers of Fortune will lead it into a new era as we make International Fame the first casualties in this war!
Sarge lowers his mic and moves back to join Strikeforce and Miss York.
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