Destined to Fail 2008

[Phantom Stranger]

Hey all. ...Man, it's been a long time since I last posted a show. I don't want this dynasty to die, but I've got to face facts; in the style it's currently written, I can't get shows put together at any speed. Would anyone object if I shifted to a format closer to the Philly Pro diary shows for the future - that is, full promos and angles, very basic match writeups?

[Hyde Hill]

No problem mate it seems to be the prefered form anyway. And I prefer it too wish I could learn to write a short match though and keep it intresting lol.

[Regis]

You know I'm up for that.

[G-Prime]

Whatever it takes to get back in the PRIME TIME!

[Regis]

[QUOTE=G-Prime;641455]Whatever it takes to get back in the PRIME TIME![/QUOTE] It's always Prime Time, baby. Always.

[darthsiddus2]

I don't care really its your dynasty. I should say it doesn't matter to me

[Phantom Stranger]

[i]OOC: Let's be honest. No one saw this coming. (Shut up, Regis.)[/i] [center][b]BWA: Get Messy January 2010 St Luke's Church, Torquay [IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/davidhallettyoungenglishman.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/emma.jpg[/IMG][/b][/center] [B]Young Englishman:[/B] Emma... Emma, we're broadcasting! [B]Emma Whatever (out of shot):[/B] WHAT THE HELL? [i]Emma sprints out from the shower in a towel.[/i] [B]EW:[/B] Holy crap, the microphone still works? [B]YE:[/B] It's only been a month. [B]EW:[/B] Feels like longer. [B]YE:[/B] Tell me about it. Hello, BWA fans, and welcome back with all our heart. We hope there's still, let's see... three, four, five... nine, ten... thirteen... Sixteen! Sixteen whole fans in the arena! [B]EW:[/B] Thank God that's not a new record. [B]YE:[/B] Quite. We've got the Gentlemen's Club against Men of Honour first, so Emma, if you want to, you know, get some sodding clothes on, I'll handle the announce duties. [B]EW:[/B] Thanks. [CENTER][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/BobbyStPierre.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/MaxxHero.jpg[/IMG] w/ [IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/AndrewMcMenamin.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/cheerleadermish.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/themaniac.jpg[/IMG] vs. [IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/jacobserfling.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/petedavis.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] There's five guys on one side – well, four and a chick – and two on the other. And the five are known for cheating – well, four of them are, Maxx Hero seems a decent guy – man, this is getting out of hand. The result, predictably, is a beatdown slowed only be the fact that it doesn't start until Maxx Hero gets clotheslined over the top rope by Pete 'The Gentleman' Davis, whose expression rapidly thereafter becomes one of 'oh, God, what did I DO?' The ref doesn't seem happy. On the other hand, Andrew McMenamin overrules his attempts to call for the bell on three occasions. With a moment's fightback, Jacob Serfling sets up for a suicide dive at McMenamin – but a recovered Maxx Hero cuts him off, turning it into a spectacular spinning DDT on the outside to save his 'innocent manager'. Back in the ring, Bobby St Pierre takes advantage of a Special Bus Slam by the Maniac and gets the pin. [u]The Gentlemen's Club win via extreme cheatery[/u] [B]EW:[/B] Hey, your telly's coming on again... [B]YE:[/B] It's a miracle it hasn't been smashed yet. That's the only explanation. [B]EW:[/B] Well, you know that the Church has been deconsecrated, right? [B]YE: [/B]What? [B]EW:[/B] Otherwise Odin couldn't come in. [B]YE:[/B] ...My poor TV is doomed. [CENTER][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/captainpanix.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] [i]Up on the medium screen we see Pirate Panix lifting weights in a gym while hanging from the ceiling by a rope. No, we don't know why either.[/i] [B]Jimmy the Hardcore Paparazzo (from behind the camera):[/B] Hey. Storm. [B]Panix:[/B] Arr? [B]Jimmy: [/B]That message we sent you... That Dr Casey said I'd have for you. [B]Panix:[/B] Arr? [B]Jimmy:[/B] The Asatru have set you challenges. You'll have to complete them all... [B]Panix:[/B] Arr. [B]Jimmy: [/B]Man, will you shut up with that crap? [B]Panix:[/B] Narr. [B]Jimmy:[/B] Whatever. Job one: Dr Casey wants you to win the tag titles. We'll explain later. [B]Panix: [/B]Arr. Arr? Arr! [B]Jimmy:[/B] Freak. [i]Panix releases the weights, kicks off, and dropkicks the camera while swinging on the Pirateline.[/i] [B]YE: [/B]...What? [B]EW:[/B] This whole obsession the Asatru have with Panix is not getting any less freaky. [CENTER][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/astilbwa.jpg[/IMG] vs. [IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/edisrawpseudorudo.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] After the assaults by the Asatru on Astil over the past couple of months – well, by Odin – the Straight Edge Samurai looks more than fired up for this. El Comedor charges – and gets dodged. Mule kick by Astil. Springboard dropkick by Astil. Frustrated stomp to the knee and drop toe hold to actually bring him down by Astil. El Comedor grabs Astil and pulls him in for a bearhug/choke combo. And the Pirateline lowers from the balcony, as Astil's on and off friendship with Panix comes through for him. Astil worms a hand free and grasps it – now two hands – and Panix and Dawn Storm, straining, lift him and the man choking him from the canvas. Up, up, six feet up, release – and Astil crashes to the mat on top of El Comedor! Both men are dazed, but after a few moments Astil recovers and rolls out of the ring. Sprinting backstage, he appears on the balcony- MASSIVE SWANTON BOMB! One... Two... Three! Astil takes it! [u]Astil defeated El Comedor Muy Grande del Bebe after ludicrous shenanigans[/u] [B]YE: [/B]We overbook like crazy, I swear to God... [B]EW:[/B] Overwhat? Insider terms! Prank caller! Prank caller! [CENTER][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/astilbwa.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] [B]Astil:[/B] ODIN! You think I'm going to let you attacking me pass, just because you scare the crap out of everyone sane? ... Well I thought about it! But I'll tell you this, Odin – I'm busy. An old friend needs a kicking and it seems like I'm the only one good enough to give it to him. So I want you out of the way. Next month, Odin – at Second Coming – you and me settle this. One on one. I'm going back to the Hell In A Cardboard Cell, Odin. But I know that's not going to be enough for you. Not enough to take you down. So here's my challenge. Second Coming, Odin. You and me. Hell In a Cardboard Cell. And when the bell rings, we set that cell on [i]fire[/i]! [B]YE:[/B] Emma, I may not be here next month. [B]EW:[/B] If you don't show, I don't show. And you're the one who claims to be a professional. [B]YE:[/B] ...Dammit. [CENTER][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/jimmy.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/odin.jpg[/IMG] vs. [IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/revenant.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/DarthSiddius.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] Odin comes out first, and as Astil regards him, the behemoth nods, just ones, then points to the back. Astil takes the hint, and Jimmy lunges for him - WALL OF FIRE! As ever, that heralds the self-styled Saviours of the BWA, Darth Sid and the Revenant. It's a brawl, pure and simple. Jimmy gets busted open by a headbutt against the Revenant's mask, something that's almost a foreign object, Odin takes one of Darth Sid's fireballs to the face – and no-sells – and then the weapons come out. Everyone not called Odin gets the Lex Talionis. Darth Sid, the Revenant, the ref, Jimmy, you name it. The Revenant is then piled on top of Darth Sid so that both men's shoulders touch the ground. Odin 'tags' Jimmy's hand, then places him on top in a pinning predicament, then places his boot on top of all three. At this point, you don't get more academic. [u]Jimmy the Hardcore Paparazzo & Odin defeated the Saviours of the BWA by Odin being a goddamn Norse God.[/u] [B]YE:[/B] That man scares me more every day. [B]EW:[/B] If he weren't a psychotic maniac, I could go for him. [B]YE:[/B] More information than we needed. [B]EW:[/B] Maybe if he was a psychotic nymphomaniac... [CENTER]BWA WOMENS CHAMPIONSHIP [IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/herrindomina.jpg[/IMG] © vs. [IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/cheerleadermish.jpg[/IMG] w/ [IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/AndrewMcMenamin.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] Cheerleader Mish, the challenger, plants a delicate kiss on McMenamin's cheek before the match begins. Domina does not appear to be impressed. Rights by Domina. Judo takedown by Mish. Garvin stomp. Garvin stomp. Mish gets kicked in the kidney by a prone Domina. Domina then takes over in earnest; rights, lefts, a whip to the ropes, a gorilla press slam attempt that Mish counters into a headscissors, a comeback with a stump piledriver then a successful gorilla press slam – and then the pin. [u]Herrin Domina retains through violence.[/u] [B]YE:[/B] Hell hath no fury, indeed... [B]EW:[/B] You know, we all know you actually come from Bromsgrove, you can stop pretending to be smart. [B]YE:[/B] See, now I'm insulted. [B]EW:[/B] Yeah, well, your telly's come on again, so hush up. [B]YE:[/B] Oh, fu- [CENTER][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/antithesis.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/trell.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/wallbanger.jpg[/IMG] [IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/tomlynch.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/earlbreese.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/bigdave.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/DJStorm.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] [i]Looks like a live feed from Backstage. The Lads' Night Out are proudly wearing the BWA Tag Team Championship belts as won by the One Percenters.[/i] [B]Wallbanger:[/B] I know you guys and us guys, we haven't exactly seen eye to eye... worse than that... but I appreciate you helping us last month. [B]Breese:[/B] No problem. Couldn't have you unmasked and legally barred from wrestling, right? [B]Wallbanger:[/B] Yeah, well. Thanks. So. [B]Big Dave:[/B] So? [B]Wallbanger:[/B] You want to give us our belts back? [B]Breese:[/B] No. [B]Trell:[/B] You best not be messing with us. [B]Lynch:[/B] DJ? [i]DJ Storm throws his beer bottle to the ground. It breaks and plumes of purple smoke erupt. Lads Night Out run as if all the hounds of hell were after them. The One Percenters look at the purple smoke, worried. Tear gas? Knockout? What? It turns out to be nothing, dissipating harmlessly.[/i] [B]Wallbanger:[/B] Get the bikes. We've a beating to attend to. [B]YE:[/B] How the hell did they get that smoke purple? [B]EW:[/B] I know, it's like they've got a budget. [B]YE:[/B] Still, they're going to die. [B]EW:[/B] Not yet. The Percenters have a match... [CENTER] [IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/daweasel.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/mustbemistaken.jpg[/IMG] vs. [IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/wallbanger.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/trell.jpg[/IMG] w/ [IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/antithesis.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] The Prime Time Players strut out with bravado in their pose and worried expressions on their faces. And they wait for their opponents. And they wait. Eventually, the ref starts the ten count, and it looks bad for Lad's Night Out – the Percenters have no-showed to chase them. [u]The Prime Time Players win through the Percenters being too occupied to show up[/u] [B]YE:[/B] Hey, look who it is... [B]EW:[/B] Well, with the Percenters biking around on the prowl in Torquay, this is the safest place they could be... [CENTER][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/tomlynch.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/earlbreese.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/bigdave.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/DJStorm.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] [i]Wandering out to the ring, laughing, mysteriously twice as drunk as three minutes ago, the LNO are celebrating.[/i] [CENTER][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/captainpanix.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/dawn.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] [B]Panix: [/B]Arr! [B]Lynch:[/B] Arr! [B]Panix (pointing)[/B] Arr? [B]Breese:[/B] Whuh? [B]Big Dave:[/B] You tell 'em, Brickowski! [B]Panix:[/B] Arr... Arr? [B]Dawn:[/B] My husband wants to put in a challenge against your belts. [B]Lynch: [/B]****, if it's him and you next month, it's not the Percenters. You're on! [CENTER]DOCTORS SURGERY MATCH [IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/gringo.jpg[/IMG] vs. [IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/jamescasey.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/drfunkenstein.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] [B]YE: [/B]Why are these two teaming up? [B]EW: [/B]They're both evil doctors. Duh. [B]YE:[/B] MAKES NO SENSE! [B]EW:[/B] Ah, but we've acknowledged that now. It's all meta. The match itself is very basic. There is Casey's taser. There is Funkenstein's loaded lucha mask headbutt. There is a lot of cheating, And while the Gringo Bottom leaves Funkenstein injured, the champion's undefeated streak remains secure. Four taserings, a pin, and he pulls the scalpel, going for Gringo's brainpan... [CENTER][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/captainpanix.jpg[/IMG][IMG]http://i293.photobucket.com/albums/mm75/trenchcoatbrigand/destinedtofail/dawn.jpg[/IMG][/CENTER] Fortunately, rescuers drive Dr Casey off before Gringo can be cut open. [u]Dr James Casey & Doktor Funkenstein win by ganging up on someone[/u]

[ShadowedFlames]

...dang. I didn't see this coming, for certain. "...by Odin being a g**damn Norse God" was my favorite line of the show. :D

[Astil]

[size="7"][b]yes![/b][/size]

[G-Prime]

Quite clearly this show wasn't ready for the Prime Time.

[darthsiddus2]

this was certainly unexpected

[TheBrockLock]

Good to see this back up and running, even better to see the gentlemen club hasent lost a step in our cheating ways :)

[Phantom Stranger]

You can thank Regis for this starting to resurface. We were talking about it last night, which reminded me of a bunch of the plans I'd had, and that ultimately led to going back to the save... HOWEVER. Things are not going to go at top speed, so bear with us. (Hopefully, on the other hand, a little more often than once every five or six months.)

[panix04]

hey Phantom - I have pm'ed you with an idea - let me know if you are interested!

[praguepride]

If I haven't mentioned how awesome this diary is before, let me mention it now. Awesome.