@TwistofFate and I will be there tomorrow night on Raw. We are gonna show our support for Frieza and the Young Gunners. Those two loser General Managers are gonna learn that they should have never messed with the Young Gunners!
1 time WOTU World Champion (Current) 1 time Universal Tag Team Champion (w/Spideynerd) (First) 2 time WOTU Tag Team Champion (w/ CKYGuy and w/ Spideynerd) (Final) 4 time TWF Tag Team Champion (2x w/ Frieza, x1 w/ Slick, x1 w/ Spideynerd) (Final) 1 time TWF United States Champion WOTU 2013 Record: 5-1-1, Winner of the 2013 Royal Rumble
This takes place in JandSman's office 10 minutes before Night of Champions
(JLe, Lakmisdra, Big Evil and efc are standing near the door to JandSman's office. The door opens and John Cena comes out and tells them to enter. When they do, they find JandSman standing in front of his desk holding the United States title. They stand parallel from each other as JandSman speaks.)
JandSman: Gentleman, I'm glad that you arrived on such short notice. The reason why I summoned you before is because I've decided to change the match-
(JLe rudely interrupts JandSman.)
JLe: Before you continue, I want to warn you not to screw me JandSman! I've spent weeks preparing for a battle royal! I'm not going to become a victim of your unscrupulousness! Choose your words carefully.
(JandSman is unfazed by JLe's threats; he smiles at JLe and continues.)
JandSman: I think you'll be pleased with this JLe (JLe cocks an eyebrow.) Now If you let me continue, I've received word that Hockeydude had an unfortunate mishap and as a result, he is forced to vacate his Canadian Title.
Big Evil: Ha! He surrendered! Typical French!
JLe: He's Canadian Big Evil.
Big Evil: French, Canadian same thing!
(JLe sighs while efc stands at upmost attention. JandSman continues.)
JandSman: The title is now vacant and therefore it is up for grabs. This is Night of Champions where every title must be defended, but since Hockeydude is not here; I've chosen you four as you'll compete in a fatal four way for the United States AND the Light Heavyweight Championship.
(All four wrestlers are shocked at JandSman's statement.)
JandSman: Yes I said it right! Whoever wins will both titles! I would make this into a battle royal, but nobody in the audience wants waste an hour watching jobbers compete when they can watch better wrestlers like me! I've chosen the four of you because you look..... halfway decent compared to the rest.
(JLe is furious at JandSman, he steps closer to JandSman.)
JLe: Don't compare me to them you hear me?!
JandSman: Or you'll what? You're powerless against jobber know your place and be thankful I'm giving you this opportunity!
(JLe is at loss for words. He hesitates for a few seconds then speaks.)
JLe: One day I'll come after you and when that day comes, I hope you're prepared, because it's going to be a bar fight. I'm sick of you bringing me down, while I admit this is the ONLY good thing you've done for me; the rest of the time you've brought me down I won't stand for it any more! Watch your back JandSman you never know when I'll attack.
(JandSman smiles at JLe. All five wrestlers hear the pyro go off; signifying that the Pay Per View is beginning.)
JandSman: Well you better hurry up! The shows starting good luck! All of you!
(All four wrestlers leave JandSman's office. As Lakmisdra and Big Evil head to the entrance ramp efc stops JLe and speaks.)
Efc: JLe I'm sick of your arrogance! How dare you accuse me of capturing this title (He points to his Light Heavyweight title.) by sheer luck! I've earned through hard work!
JLe: First off it's not arrogance if you back it up. I assume you've looked at my credentials during my tenure through the Roundtable. Secondly if you're the Champion why didn't you answer my call at Smackdown.
Efc: I was busy....
JLe: A real champion should come to every show and face their opponent! You no showing after I challenged you proves that you're not a true champion, you're fraud! That title belt should be on my waist!
Efc: JLe, let me tell you something! I've worked my butt off everyday to get where I am today! This Championship was earned! I'll prove it tonight! I'm going to guarantee that I'm walking out as the unified champion! JLe you're not a true champion! You're pompus, you whine everytime you lose! Well get ready to cry conspiracy because tonight you're receiving a beatdown from yours truly!
(JLe chuckles and puts a hand on efc.)
JLe: Bold but foolish words my friend. You don't stand a chance against me.
Efc: I've shocked the world once didn't I? I see no reason why I can't do it again.
JLe: We'll see.
(JLe chuckles again while heads to the entrance ramp. Efc glares at him and adjusts the Light Heavyweight Championship belt on his shoulder.)
(Lakmisdra and efc are brawling in the ring while JLe kneeling in the corner recovering from a massive spear by efc. Big Evil is out of the ring, knocked out from a Brainbuster by JLe about 18 minutes into the match. Lakmisdra attempts to clothesline efc, but efc ducks bounces off the ring ropes and spears Lakmisdra almost breaking him in half. Efc immediately covers Lak, the referee counts to two before JLe breaks the pin by stomping efc in the head just as the referee hand was coming down for three. Lak rolls out of the ring, clutching his possibly broken ribs. JLe grabs efc from behind and executes the German Suplex pin. Efc however kicks out at two, JLe picks up efc and tries to put him into the JLeet. Yet efc elbows JLe in the back of the head and gives him a DDT. He drags JLe to the corner of the ring in preparation for the 450 splash. He goes to the top rope and raises his arms to get the crowd excited. He leaps only to land ribs first onto the canvas. JLe rolled out of the way while efc was in midair; JLe observes efc in perfect position for the Game Winner. He runs at efc, but efc puts JLe in a hip toss JLe lands back first as efc clutches his ribs and slowly goes to the corner. He motions JLe to get up so he can finish him off with a spear. The crowd is on their feet roaring for efc, JLe gets up and efc runs at him. JLe does the same thing counters efc's spear into thunderous Game Winner! The crowd silent as JLe pins efc for the win!)
Justin Roberts: Here is your winner and your new unified Light Heavyweight Champion and United Champion: JLe!
(You can hate me now plays and JLe smiles as the referee hands him both titles. He looks at the knocked out efc and raises the championships high in the air. He screams in joy as he runs to the turnbuckle and shows the crowd his newly earned titles as the camera fade.)
After the match
(R-Truth and JLe are in the lockeroom celebrating JLe's victory. R-Truth is doing the robot while JLe pops open a bottle of champainge and spills all over his head.)
Truth: YOU SEE JLE ALL YOU NEEDED TO DO IS BELIEVE IN YOURSELF!!!!!
JLe: I'm back Truth! It feels good to be back on top!!!!!
Truth: YOU DESTROYED EVERYONE IN THAT MATCH!!!!!
JLe: One thing though!
(R-Truth's Chesire Cat grin fades.)
Truth: What?
JLe: WrightTime didn't see my match.
Wright: I did JLe from the tv backstage.
(JLe and R-Truth see WrightTime in her ring gear entering the lockeroom with a smile.)
Wright: Good job JLe, you aren't the fraud that I perceived you to be. You do know how to make a comeback.
(JLe face is flushed with embarrassment, he's about to say something but R-Truth interrupts.)
Truth: JLe is the most talented wrestler in this Roundtable and he proved it tonight! Now give him that number so you two can sta-
(JLe interrupts R-Truth.)
JLe: TRUTH!!!!
Truth: Sorry.
(JLe sighs deeply and moves closer to WrightTime.)
JLe: Wright I have done something no other wrestler has done in this Roundtable. I'm a proven winner and you can too if you join me.
Truth: And me too!!!!!
JLe: Silence you!
Truth: Okay.
(Truth picks up the Champagne bottle and takes a big swig while JLe swallows hard.)
JLe: So um will be my err um valet?
(WrightTime crosses her arms, examining JLe.)
Wright: Well.....
Minzi: Come on Wright! We're next!!!!!
(WrightTime and JLe are obiviously annoyed.)
Wright: Argh! Coming Minzi!
JLe: Wait Wright!
(WrightTime turns around.)
Wright: Yes?
JLe: Good luck in your match.
(WrightTime smiles at JLe and exits; leaving JLe who looks like he lost a lot of money at the stock market Truth finishes the last the drop of the Champagne bottle.)
Truth: Well do you think she's about to say yes?
JLe: Hopefully.
Truth: Don't matter either you won the belts.
JLe: Yeah I did didn't I?
Truth: Of course you did! Now let's get outta here!!! I reserved a place at a steak house. Now get ready and bring your Championships with you! Little Jimmy is in the car waiting for us!
JLe: He's driving?
Truth: Yup!
JLe: Oh okay let me clean up (JLe pauses as if remembering something then yells at R-Truth.) Wait a minute Truth Lil Jimmy isn't real!!!!!!
Truth: Yes he is!! Don't be crazy now hurry up and get dressed! Lil Jimmy doesn't like to wait long!!!
(R-Truth exits, and JLe sighs and cleans up the lockeroom.)
OOC: NO! NO! NO! I want to be a three time Light Heavyweight Champion!
You are. I'm going to count it as you winning the US and the LHC at the same time, then it'll read in the database as if you were the last holder of the LWH and just focus on the US title for now.
Don't worry guys. I'm sure once we get more people into the GWF, the LHC will be back. We're just resizing for the recent slump the GWF has been in with people not showing up and retiring.
*On Monday Night Raw about 30 minutes in, "Only a Chilling Elegy" plays and the arena begins to glow into a multi-colored strobe much like Triple H's light. Frieza floats up from a platform on the stage, kinda like Kurt Angle's TNA entrance (I'm pulling a lot of references here) and looks out at the booing audience. Frieza closes his eyes and folds his arms, chuckling to himself as he twirls his Fedora hat with his tail. Frieza floats to the ring and gets a mic from a stage hand as the boos grow louder. Frieza basks in the animosity and finally opens his eyes.*
Frieza: I know CPman and Twist where to join me, but trust me, I had to speak my mind as soon as I could. I'll join them out here later in the night if they grace you lowly humans with their presence. Anyway, fluke. That was the only thing I could say when EFC took my Light Heavyweight Championship from me. And with my two wins last night, I proved that it was only a bad night at Summerslam. Now JLe, the first man I beat to start on my massive reign has made the history that I wanted to. I thought I would be upset, but strangely, I was not. JLe may have ended the Light Heavyweight Championship my cementing his place as the best in that division, but he can have it. I am no longer seeking such a low prize. However, if and when I come for the United States Championship, he should pray hard that he is not in my way again, or else history shall have to repeat itself.
*Fans of JLe give Frieza verbal hell for his threats, and the sound has to be muted for a second as the fans get unruly. Frieza, clearly enjoying the anguish, continues to grin.*
Frieza: For the year-long torment that Light Heavyweight Title caused me, I say good riddance. If it returns, good, because that means less people in my way. But for now, my eyes are on the bigger prize. Last night, I defeat CPman in a hard fought match that avenged my first loss here, and he gave me a good match. I thank CPman for that. Then, I put JandSman away, completing the plan that was set in motion long ago. And so it has come to pass that what we said is true: A Young Gunner is in the Finals of the King of the Ring.
Now, who is my opponent? Let us see. After Slick and Randyspeeps took each other out, Ballin tucking his tail and no even bothering to show up, and ALLPRO taking a fall, it looks as though last year's King of the Ring, Hurricane, is my opponent. Now, GM Hurricane, you hired me. You gave me a contract. And for the most part, I have supported you as GM. But now fate has conspired against you and you are now in my way. I would feel bad for you, but I pity no one.
Do you understand what you are facing at Hell in the Cell? You are coming one on one against the most powerful member of the Young Gunners. I am the Enforcer. The Bobby Roode of this particular Team Canada.
Random Fan: But you're not Canadian! You're an alien! You dirty foreigner, you're taking our jobs!
*Frieza stops, groans, and shoots a laser at the fan, causing him to let out a Wilhelm scream as he falls back to the ground. Frieza shakes his head in disgust and picks up where he left off.*
Frieza: As I was saying, Hurricane, you may be the last King of the Ring, but you are facing a man whose birthright is to become King. My father is a King. I rule entire planets across the galaxy. Everyone who knows what is best for them call me "Lord". I will do what I must to become the night King of the Ring, and then, the future is upon us. At Hell in the Cell, Hurricane, I hope you bring on your best, because once I vanquish you, all that stands between me and the GWF World Heavyweight Championship is a man who has bested my compadre, Crulex, twice. I have one thing to show you, Hurricane, to prove one last point.
*Frieza points to the titantron and shows the end of the CPman/Frieza match, with CPman going for the CPDT, only for Frieza to counter it and connect with the Deathball Pedigree as hard as possible.*
Frieza: I did that to my stablemate. And I like him. I don't even care about you, Hurricane. So let that mull over in your head as your weeks become more and more bleak. All hail.......King Frieza! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
*Frieza continues to laugh manically while "Only a Chilling Elegy" plays again. Frieza floats out of the ring and moonwalks back up the ramp, does a little spin on the stage and head back to the back.*
Yatsu ga kuru! Jigoku sarasu! Osoikuru! Yume mo kooru!
OOC: I had problems accessing forums all day. I'll probably post a promo tommorow.
Seems like I'm the only one GS likes today, cause I've had no issues yet. But it's getting to the point where we may want to consider going back to Tv.com, cause at least the forums and PM's work there on a mostly consistant basis, with few exceptions (like that last maintenience run they had).
OOC: I had problems accessing forums all day. I'll probably post a promo tommorow.
Seems like I'm the only one GS likes today, cause I've had no issues yet. But it's getting to the point where we may want to consider going back to Tv.com, cause at least the forums and PM's work there on a mostly consistant basis, with few exceptions (like that last maintenience run they had).
1 time WOTU World Champion (Current) 1 time Universal Tag Team Champion (w/Spideynerd) (First) 2 time WOTU Tag Team Champion (w/ CKYGuy and w/ Spideynerd) (Final) 4 time TWF Tag Team Champion (2x w/ Frieza, x1 w/ Slick, x1 w/ Spideynerd) (Final) 1 time TWF United States Champion WOTU 2013 Record: 5-1-1, Winner of the 2013 Royal Rumble
OOC: I had problems accessing forums all day. I'll probably post a promo tommorow.
Seems like I'm the only one GS likes today, cause I've had no issues yet. But it's getting to the point where we may want to consider going back to Tv.com, cause at least the forums and PM's work there on a mostly consistant basis, with few exceptions (like that last maintenience run they had).
I'm using Internet explorer to access this forum. It won't work with Chrome or Firefox.
*"I Walk Alone" hits, and Enervator and Batista head out to the ring to major heat. Batista is wearing a shirt that says, "I'm Batista and You're Not. Yes, I Do Feel Sorry For You."*
Cole: Wow! We haven't seen them in ages.
JR: Nope, not since Crulex took out Batista in that slobberknocker!
*They get in the ring.*
Enervator: Before we get down to business, there's something I want to say. I want to wish the best of luck to Jerry Lawler in his recovery. He's done so much for this business, and I know how much we'd all miss him if he were gone.
*The crowd pops huge.*
JR: Classy move by Enervator. I'm impressed.
Enervator: Dave, do you have anything to add?
Batista: Yeah, I do. I have a few words of advice for Jerry, to make sure this never happens again. Get less fat. Get less old. And that's just for starters.
*The crowd boos like crazy.*
Batista: What? I'm just telling him what he needs to hear, and not telling him a bunch of flowery BS like the rest of you are.
*The crowd boos louder.*
Batista: You're all a bunch of hypocrites, anyway. All you do every week is go online and complain about what a lousy commentator Lawler is, and now because he had a heart attack, you all love him. Give me a break. Would any of your lives change if he disappeared right now? I know mine wouldn't. No, it would change. It would change for the better, because I wouldn't have to listen to him anymore.
*The crowd is booing insanely now. Cole stands and takes off his headset.*
JR: Sit down, Cole! Don't let him see you!
Cole: No. I'm not putting up with this any longer.
JBL: Don't be an idiot. He says crap like this all the time. Lawler's not even going to care.
Cole: But I care.
*Cole rolls into the ring. Batista stares at him, trying not to laugh.*
Batista: What the hell is this?
Cole: I strongly suggest you apologize for everything you said, right now.
Batista: Are you serious?
Cole: How dare you say things like that about a person who nearly died?
Batista: I'm Batista. I'm going to say whatever I want, and no one's going to do a damn thing about it.
*Cole slaps Batista across the face. The crowd goes insane. Batista just stares at him.*
JR: Get in there, John, and stop this from happening.
JBL: Hey, I'm a commentator now. My place is at this table. It's not my fault Cole was stupid enough to get in that ring. Besides, I want to see what's going to happen.
JR: You know what's going to happen.
JBL: Yeah, that's why I want to see it.
Batista: Is that the best you've got?
Cole: ....
*Batista picks up Cole.*
Batista: This one's for Jerry.
*Batista sets Cole up for a piledriver.*
Enervator: I don't think that move is allowed anymore.
Batista: I don't care.
Enervator: Do you even know how to do a piledriver?
Batista: I don't know. I guess I'm about to find out.
*Batista hits Cole with the piledriver. He does it very badly. Cole falls to the mat with his neck at a 90 degree angle and lies there unmoving.*
Batista: I guess I need more practice, LOL. So, any wrestling GODs out there who have anything to add?
*Batista and JBL lock eyes, but JBL looks away.*
Batista: That's what I thought.
Enervator: Anyway, we came out here for a reason. What was it? I don't even remember. Oh, thats right. First of all, people have been asking where we've been. The rumor going around is that Crulex took out Batista.
*The crowd pops.*
Enervator: That rumor is incorrect.
*The crowd boos.*
Batista: Crulex coudln't even take out Deadnight Majin or Randyspeeps! Do you seriously think he could take out BATISTA?
Enervator: No, of course not.
Batista: No, I decided to be a hero like Slick, and I've dedicated the last six weeks to charity work.
Enervator: Very commendable. Did you find the experience rewarding?
Batista: Very. Did you see that car I drove in with tonight?
Enervator: Of course. It must have cost a fortune.
Batista: It did. It's one of a kind. I bought five of them, and I owe it all to my charity work.
Enervator: But if there are five of them, it's no longer one of a kind, is it?
Batista: I don't understand.
Enervator: And I'm pretty sure the money you get at those charity events isn't supposed to go toward buying stuff for yourself.
Batista: Then what the hell is it for?
Enervator: It's to help others.
Batista: Why would I want to help anyone else? Geez, this is too confusing. I guess I'd better ask Slick what the story is. I'm doing exactly what he does, and he gets called a hero, while I'm told Im doing it wrong.
Enervator: I guess Slick is just doing a better job of fooling everyone.
JR: Enervator's completely out of line here.
JBL: Now wait a minute, JR. We don't really know for certain what Slick is doing with that money. Randyspeeps has shown plenty of evidence to support what Slick is saying.
JR: And since when do we trust anything that Randyspeeps says?
Enervator: So last night we had an Ortonism sweep.
*The crowd boos.*
Enervator: Oh, I know what everyone's going to say. Randyspeeps didn't beat Slick. But the thing is, he did. Slick figured he'd have the night off after he bribed Ballin not to show up, but then he got stuck facing a superior opponent. And besides, Randyspeeps won the second he took Evangeline Lilly away from him. Of course, most of us doubt that he ever had anything going with Evangeline in the first place. She is an actor, after all, and I strongly suspect that all she was doing the whole time was acting. Shes not a very good one, though, since anyone with half a brain could see there was never anything between her and Slick.
Batista: Slick has probably scored with Evangeline almost as many times as you've scored with Torrie.
*The crowd pops. Enervator goes to high-five Batista, but stops.*
Enervator: Wait a minute.
Batista: LOL.
Enervator: I wish Slick would just get on with it and admit his true nature. He's only hurting himself by pretending to be something he's not. Of course, he's also hurting all those people who keep writing checks to his charity, so I guess I can't blame him too much for continuing.
*The crowd boos.*
JR: I can't wait for Slick to be vindicated! He'd never do any of these things hes being accused of!
Enervator: Ortonism is repeatedly treated like trash, yet when all of the respected members of the GWF decided to blow off the event, who did the GMs turn to? Ortonism, as usual. The only reason you people even had a PPV to watch was because Ortonism saved the day. And then you have Deadnight-Majin, who won again. Is there anyone in this organization who can challenge him, because Crulex clearly can't. Or Mercilex, or whatever he's calling himself these days. Funny, because a loser by any other name is still a loser.
Batista: LOL.
Enervator: I guess we're done out here. I'd mention the other members of the roundtable, but honestly, none of them are worth my breath.
Batista: LOL.
*"I Walk Alone" hits, and Enervator and Batista exit the ring and head to the back. When the music stops, the EMTs head out and work on Cole. Batista steps out from backstage, stares at the EMTs, and heads in their direction. They plead wThis happens on Raw:
*I Walk Alone hits, and Enervator and Batista head out to the ring to major heat. Batista is wearing a shirt that says, Im Batista and Youre Not. Yes, I Do Feel Sorry For You.*
Cole: Wow! We havent seen them in ages.
JR: Nope, not since Crulex took out Batista in that slobberknocker!
*They get in the ring.*
Enervator: Before we get down to business, theres something I want to say. I want to wish the best of luck to Jerry Lawler in his recovery. Hes done so much for this business, and I know how much wed all miss him if he were gone.
*The crowd pops huge.*
JR: Classy move by Enervator. Im impressed.
Enervator: Dave, do you have anything to add?
Batista: Yeah, I do. I have a few words of advice for Jerry, to make sure this never happens again. Get less fat. Get less old. And thats just for starters.
*The crowd boos like crazy.*
Batista: What? Im just telling him what he needs to hear, and not telling him a bunch of flowery BS like the rest of you are.
*The crowd boos louder.*
Batista: Youre all a bunch of hypocrites, anyway. All you do every week is go online and complain about what a lousy commentator Lawler is, and now because he had a heart attack, you all love him. Give me a break. Would any of your lives change if he disappeared right now? I know mine wouldnt. No, it would change. It would change for the better, because I wouldnt have to listen to him anymore.
*The crowd is booing insanely now. Cole stands and takes off his headset.*
JR: Sit down, Cole! Dont let him see you!
Cole: No. Im not putting up with this any longer.
JBL: Dont be an idiot. He says crap like this all the time. Lawlers not even going to care.
Cole: But I care.
*Cole rolls into the ring. Batista stares at him, trying not to laugh.*
Batista: What the hell is this?
Cole: I strongly suggest you apologize for everything you said, right now.
Batista: Are you serious?
Cole: How dare you say things like that about a person who nearly died?
Batista: Im Batista. Im going to say whatever I want, and no ones going to do a damn thing about it.
*Cole slaps Batista across the face. The crowd goes insane. Batista just stares at him.*
JR: Get in there, John, and stop this from happening.
JBL: Hey, Im a commentator now. My place is at this table. Its not my fault Cole was stupid enough to get in that ring. Besides, I want to see whats going to happen.
JR: You know whats going to happen.
JBL: Yeah, thats why I want to see it.
Batista: Is that the best youve got?
Cole: .
*Batista picks up Cole.*
Batista: This ones for Jerry.
*Batista sets Cole up for a piledriver.*
Enervator: I dont think that move is allowed anymore.
Batista: I dont care.
Enervator: Do you even know how to do a piledriver?
Batista: I dont know. I guess Im about to find out.
*Batista hits Cole with the piledriver. He does it very badly. Cole falls to the mat with his neck at a 90 degree angle and lies there unmoving.*
Batista: I guess I need more practice, LOL. So, any wrestling GODs out there who have anything to add?
*Batista and JBL lock eyes, but JBL looks away.*
Batista: Thats what I thought.
Enervator: Anyway, we came out here for a reason. What was it? I dont even remember. Oh, thats right. First of all, people have been asking where weve been. The rumor going around is that Crulex took out Batista.
*The crowd pops.*
Enervator: That rumor is incorrect.
*The crowd boos.*
Batista: Crulex coudlnt even take out Deadnight Majin or Randyspeeps! Do you seriously think he could take out BATISTA?
Enervator: No, of course not.
Batista: No, I decided to be a hero like Slick, and Ive dedicated the last six weeks to charity work.
Enervator: Very commendable. Did you find the experience rewarding?
Batista: Very. Did you see that car I drove in with tonight?
Enervator: Of course. It must have cost a fortune.
Batista: It did. Its one of a kind. I bought five of them, and I owe it all to my charity work.
Enervator: But if there are five of them, its no longer one of a kind, is it?
Batista: I dont understand.
Enervator: And Im pretty sure the money you get at those charity events isnt supposed to go toward buying stuff for yourself.
Batista: Then what the hell is it for?
Enervator: Its to help others.
Batista: Why would I want to help anyone else? Geez, this is too confusing. I guess Id better ask Slick what the story is. Im doing exactly what he does, and he gets called a hero, while Im told Im doing it wrong.
Enervator: I guess Slick is just doing a better job of fooling everyone.
JR: Enervators completely out of line here.
JBL: Now wait a minute, JR. We dont really know for certain what Slick is doing with that money. Randyspeeps has shown plenty of evidence to support what Slick is saying.
JR: And since when do we trust anything that Randyspeeps says?
Enervator: So last night we had an Ortonism sweep.
*The crowd boos.*
Enervator: Oh, I know what everyones going to say. Randyspeeps didnt beat Slick. But the thing is, he did. Slick figured hed have the night off after he bribed Ballin not to show up, but then he got stuck facing a superior opponent. And besides, Randyspeeps won the second he took Evangeline Lilly away from him. Of course, most of us doubt that he ever had anything going with Evangeline in the first place. She is an actor, after all, and I strongly suspect that all she was doing the whole time was acting. Shes not a very good one, though, since anyone with half a brain could see there was never anything between her and Slick.
Batista: Slick has probably scored with Evangeline almost as many times as youve scored with Torrie.
*The crowd pops. Enervator goes to high-five Batista, but stops.*
Enervator: Wait a minute.
Batista: LOL.
Enervator: I wish Slick would just get on with it and admit his true nature. Hes only hurting himself by pretending to be something hes not. Of course, hes also hurting all those people who keep writing checks to his charity, so I guess I cant blame him too much for continuing.
*The crowd boos.*
JR: I cant wait for Slick to be vindicated! Hed never do any of these things hes being accused of!
Enervator: Ortonism is repeatedly treated like trash, yet when all of the respected members of the GWF decided to blow off the event, who did the GMs turn to? Ortonism, as usual. The only reason you people even had a PPV to watch was because Ortonism saved the day. And then you have Deadnight-Majin, who won again. Is there anyone in this organization who can challenge him, because Crulex clearly cant. Or Mercilex, or whatever hes calling himself these days. Funny, because a loser by any other name is still a loser.
Batista: LOL.
Enervator: I guess were done out here. Id mention the other members of the roundtable, but honestly, none of them are worth my breath.
Batista: LOL.
*I Walk Alone hits, and Enervator and Batista exit the ring and head to the back. When the music stops, the EMTs head out and work on Cole. Batista steps out from backstage, stares at the EMTs, and heads in their direction. They plead with him, but he Batista Bombs each of them before heading backstage again.*
*She Looks Good hits and WrightTime struts out to boos and some whistles. While she's still dressed indecently and still sways her hips seductively on her way down the ramp, she uncharacteristically ignores the fans in the front row, not giving them the time of day. She looks more "business" than usual. When she reaches the ring, she's handed a microphone.*
Wright: As all of you saw earlier, JLe is back on track. In fact, he's looking better than he has in a long time! He's like a whole new man! And I'm sure some of you have to be wondering, what's changed? What does he have now that's made him so good? The answer? Me. *The crowd boos.* Well to be specific, he hasn't actually... had me yet *Wright giggles*. But he wants me... as his valet. You see? I'm a great motivator, and whoever gets my services is going to spend a lot of time on top. And that's probably why so many people have come to me, looking for a partnership. But, like any woman who knows her self-worth, I know only winners are worth my time. And that's why I've decided...
*Wright pauses as if to let the tension sink in.*
Wright: I've decided... that you boys are going to have to impress me a lot more. Starting tonight. JLe already made his statement by unifying some titles. Meanwhile, the World's Sexiest Tag Team had the nerve to actually beat me in a match! What kind of men think it's alright to- *Wright takes a deep breath and composes herself* ... I don't like it when men hold out on me. JLe's... well *Wright smiles* he's looking a lot better to me than you two are. *The crowd boos Wright and she twirls her hair innocently.* I know there are more guys out there who are interested. Don't be shy, because this is your chance. Make yourself known, because if not, it looks like JLe's going to run away with me!
*The boos get louder and Wright gives the crowd an annoyed look.*
Wright: Oh, I know what you're all thinking. You're thinking this is manipulative of me! You think I'm selfishly treating grown men like toys! Stringing them along for my own amusement! I've read the tweets! That I'm a "talentless slut looking for a guy who can win for me!" That's the kind of things you losers type to me from your basements! Well I don't care what you people think of me! A woman of my standards deserves nothing but the best! So of course I want to make sure I end up with a winner! If I'm going to make them happy, then they had damn sure better make me happy! *The crowd is incredibly loud now, booing their lungs out. Wright continues to look annoyed before she smiles.* Oh, and boys...
*Wright looks straight into the camera.*
Wright: Just think of it this way. You're my toys for now, and if you impress me, I'll be your toy later. *Wright winks as her theme hits again and she begins to leave*
*Just as WrightTime was exiting for the back, "Viva la Vida" by Coldplay hit the PA. While she stood in the middle of the ramp, the fans booed, and Cpman came out from the back. A few moments later, TwistofFate came out as well. The two walked down the ramp, and Twist continued down it on his own when they passed by WrightTime, as Cpman quickly persuaded her to join him in the ring. After some time, Cpman just seems to leave her be, but she stays on the ramp. He joins Twist in the ring, and they he receives a microphone.*
Cpman: Twist is out here with me tonight, because we are both here with a common complaint. JandSman tried to screw over the Young Gunners at Night of Champions. He put all three representatives in the same bracket in the tournament. He figured that with all the group infighting that could have happened, and did indeed happen, that he could cause friction between our group. Well I am sorry JandSman, but your attempt to ruin the most dominant force in the GWF right now...That's right Ortonism, The Young Gunners are the most dominant force in the GWF...failed miserably. You see...You obviously don't care about the GWF. It's always about you, Hurricane, Speeps, Slick, and Crulex. Thats all you care about. It's your veterans. Well, where were your veterans this past weekend? EFC sucked in his match, Ballin and Nick didn't even bother to show up, and that loser Qforidi was just backstage eating Hot Dogs! Then again, Qforidi still makes more money and then Twist and I! See, the disrespect is starting to get seriously apparent. Freiza is going to defeat Hurricane at Hell in a Cell, and then knock off whatever loser he faces at Survivor Series. He is the epitome of greatness, and he is the Lord of the Universe! I don't care what Hurricane brings out and tries to use against him, the Lord of the Universe shall pick him apart and become the King of this planet!
*Twist is in the background, and he smiles and nods his head. He quickly walks up behind Cpman, whispers something to him, then exits. Cpman seems a little surprised, but goes on about his business in the ring*
Cpman: Now...let me move on. Hey, WrightTime....I got something I wanna say to you, that ties in quite well with what I am out here talking about. See.....The WOTU is a much more superior business. Lightyears ahead of the GWF. They are the only company smart enough to book Cpman in the main event...and also have him do battle with Spideynerd! It's genius! Ratings Gold, I tell you what! Also...you know who the power couple is over there? No...Not the WOTU Tag Team Champions....It's WrightTime and Cpman!
*The fans boo at Cpman even being with WrightTime! He shakes them off, and goes back to talking*
Cpman: Don't you understand? Kreater and Gamer are awesome, sure. They are my stablemates, and damn hard workers. That JLe on the other hand...He is a loser, but I say good job for what he did last night. All JandSman wanted to do was watch him fail, and he wasn't going to have none of that! They are all decent people...but come on. You should be with me!
*The fans boo Cpman hard, and he just tells them all to shut up, and to turn on a rerun of the WOTU's shows and watch him there so they could cheer him*
Cpman: WrightTime....We already have a connection. Something special. I want you to think about that, and help me bring the WOTU into this locker room, and let me help make you a super happy girl. *"Viva la Vida" hits as the fans boo hard, and Cpman just stands in the ring, smirking in the direction of WrightTime, who looks as though there are multiple thoughts swimming around her head. Raw then goes to commercial*
1 time WOTU World Champion (Current) 1 time Universal Tag Team Champion (w/Spideynerd) (First) 2 time WOTU Tag Team Champion (w/ CKYGuy and w/ Spideynerd) (Final) 4 time TWF Tag Team Champion (2x w/ Frieza, x1 w/ Slick, x1 w/ Spideynerd) (Final) 1 time TWF United States Champion WOTU 2013 Record: 5-1-1, Winner of the 2013 Royal Rumble
This happens at the beginning of the second hour of Raw about 40 minutes after WrightTimes promo
(Justin Roberts stands in the middle of the ring. He raises the mic to his mouth and speaks.)
Justin Roberts: Ladies and Gentleman please welcome the unified Light Heavyweight and United States Champion: JLe!
(The crowd heavily boos when You can hate me now plays and JLe comes out with the United States Championship rested on the left shoulder of his custom tailored Emporio Armani one button suit. He smiles at the crowd and raises the Championship high over his head and crowd boos louder. JLe slings title over his shoulder heads down the ramp. When he reaches the ring, JLe shouts at Justin Roberts demanding him to give him the mic. Justin Roberts hesitantly gives JLe the mic as JLe motions Roberts to leave his presence.)
JLe(with a giddy tone): You are witnessing the return of JLe! (The crowd boos and JLe laughs.) JLe: Yes you heard right! What you are seeing is the JLe of old. The type that wins titles, the type who dominates opponents and leaves them in a broken bloody mess! Im back on the top where I belong, and guarantee all of you (JLe points to the crowd) that Im here to stay. I admit that it took me awhile to back to pick myself up, but now after a long painful struggle, I am proud to be your United States Champion!
(The crowd boos.)
JLe(looking at his title and faking a surprised look.): Oh whats this! It seems that I only have the United States title. What happened to the Light Heavyweight Championship? Well it turns out theres not enough wrestlers to compete due to injury or retirement. So the Board of Directors had to retire the Light Heavyweight Championship, until they can recruit more wrestlers. Im sad to see it go, but (JLe smiles.) you should all know that Im the greatest Light Heavyweight Champion of all time. (The crowd boos.)
JLe: Seriously Im first AND only wrestler to become a three time I repeat THREE TIME champion! I'm the greatest to ever win the belt! Who else is better? Allpro? He may be the longest running champion, but as soon as I defeated him, he gave up and avoided me because he knew what I was capable of he was afraid of me!! That repugnant creature named Freiza? He lost to that phony of a champion efc! Whom I dominated last night!
(The whole arena fills with loud boos.)
JLe: Im going to call efc out on Friday see if he has backbone to come out and face me! Im here because of WrightTime!
(The crowd falls silent with a few wolf whistles as JLe said WrightTime.)
JLe: Wright, Ive watched you give your proposal and Im going to tell you this: Im not playing your little game. Ive already proven myself to you! If you want to see how a true champion operates then join me. If you want to be used and abused by the Worlds Sexiest Tag Team then go, just know youll be my enemy from now on. I will not be distracted your (JLe turns pale and gulps) intoxicating aroma during my title reign. You either with me Wright or youre against me Im giving you until Friday to make your decision. A word of caution though: choose wisely Wright, you dont want me as your enemy; Im on the rise and I will let anything or anyone get in my way. I really you like and respect your abilities inside and err outside the ring WrightTime but I need this decision by Friday so I can move on with my career. (To the crowd) Ive made my mark on the Light Heavyweight Championship and now Im moving up in this business. You better to get to it people, because Im aiming for the top! Im the future of this Roundtable and every title I attain Ill defend with integrity and honour!
(JLe drops the mic and leaves as the camera fades.)
Edited on Sep 19, 2012 12:05 am PT
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