USPW: Embracing the Cartoon Within...

[Monkeypox]

[b][i]8 months ago[/b][/i] "This will not do." I said to no one in particular, from the discomfort of my first row seat, beer in hand, as [color=red]Jim Force[/color] ricocheted off of the ropes and [color=red]Giant Redwood[/color] no-sold another clothesline. [i]This is like watching walruses wrestle.[/i] I thought to myself, watching Redwood eat turnbuckle off of a missed corner avalanche, watching the backs of Jim Force's overtanned shoulders crinkle like old leather as he struggled to raise the big guy for a mediocre, low impact bodyslam. [i]Too generous. This is like watching walruses MATE.[/i] Earlier in the night, I'd seen the team of [color=red]Java[/color] and [color=red]Tribal Warrior[/color] successfully defend their title for the 14th time against perennial losers [color=red]"The Hillbillies"[/color]. [color=red]Johnny Bloodstone[/color] had defended his [b]USPW National Title[/b] against [color=red]Hell Monkey[/color] in a match that would represent the future of USPW in an alternative dimension where the fans were more concerned with wrestling technique and less concerned with cartoon theatrics. Bloodstone was a joy to watch - crisp on the mat, precise with this holds, confident and creative in the ring. What I knew and Danny Jillefski was unable to appreciate is that fate had dropped in our laps perhaps the best young technical wrestler of his generation... in the one federation guaranteed to let his talent go completely to waste. It was only a matter of time before one of the big Feds came knocking. [i]Oh god... not again...[/i] Jim Force was "Powering Up", shrugging off Giant Redwood's offence and beating his chest, puffing his cheeks out like a squirrel in what passes for a display of intensity in his peroxide addled brain. It wouldn't be long now... yup, there's the Force of Nature, and Jim Force retains his world title. And he'd probably get to keep it for awhile, too. When Jillefski hired me over from my job as head writer for NOTBPW, I was sad to go... but I knew that I had already made it as far in that Fed as anyone not named "Stone" ever would. It was great to be a head booker, but I had no delusions. I had inherited a locker room full of underacheivers, made comfortable in their mediocrity through years and years of low expectations. USPW was unofficially known as a training camp for the bigger feds... too stupid and set in their ways to ever even identify, much less push, their young talent. The unanswered question was whether Danny Jillefski would ever be able to relax his grip and temper his need to be "one of the guys" in the locker room enough to give me a fair shot at righting this sinking ship. It was the crucial question. And the early answer was "no".

[Monkeypox]

[i][b]Still 8 months ago...[/b][/i] I still remember the day that jack-off hired me. I had to listen to him talk about how he was looking for someone with the right "mental intensity" and "toughness" and "someone I can count on when we're down in the ditches, bro, really on the front lines." Millionaires and their war metaphors. Really. Gets me every time. Somewhere in this monologue that would never stop, Jillefski tilted his head and stopped talking, and asked me if I "got it". I said yes, because to say "no" would only have invited more talking. "Allright," he said, leaning forward in his patent leather chair/throne, "then get this too. You know what [color=red]Captain USA, Corporal Doom, Giant Redwood[/color] and [color=red]Jim Force[/color] have in common?" "What's that?" I asked, secretly thinking that they were linked, with the possible exception of Corporal Doom, by being overpaid has-beens that I was itching to fire at the soonest opportunity. "Absolute job security. What's more, those are your only four options as a booker for the [b]USPW World Title[/b]. You wanna put it on anyone else, you clear it by me. And if I were you, I wouldn't bother." Inside, a little part of me shriveled up. But I forced a smile and nodded. "Sure boss, anything you say." He stood. I stood. Our hands and eyes met. "You're hire-" I exploded into action. "OKAY! I'm gonna need you to get NOTBPW and TCW and SWF on the phone RIGHT NOW. It's a longshot, but I might be able to con them into a non-competition agreement. Oh, and get Brent Hill on the phone. It'll be a footrace, but if we can beat NOTBPW to him and they sign that non-compete agreement, we might get lucky. Find out what Steve Flash is doing. And I think we should triple our special effects budget... we aren't taking this cartoon thing seriously enough. And give Emma Chase and Shane Sneer a raise, a backrub, anything you want... it's gonna be really hard to keep them, but we can at least give it a shot." Danny Jillefski continued to stand, hand still shaking mine, eyes laughing behind his sunglasses. "Allright, sport... that's fine, but I have a question first." I frowned, desperate to get started with the business of saving this Fed. "Shoot." I said. "Okay. First of all, why do we need to do all of this stuff now?" I sighed. "Because they're COMING. NOTBPW, SWF, DAVE, TCW, in the next 3 days, they're gonna make bids on the entire upper half of our roster, and we need to move fast." Jillefski frowned. "We haven't heard from those Feds in months, why the next three days?" I stared at the floor, impatient. "They just DO, okay. Don't ask me why, but in the next three days, every Fed will make massive revisions to their roster. I don't like it either, but Adam Ryland says it's realistic." "Adam who?" [i]Adam who?!?[/i] I thought to myself, noting again that Jillefski was clearly incompetant. Adam who, indeed. "Forget it." As Jillefski congratulated me again, I practically ran out of his office, flipping open my cellphone and calling the only wrestler I really knew well enough to ask for a favor: [color=red]Acid[/color].

[That Crazy Guy]

Hehe. "THEY'RE COMING!" "Adam who?" Good lines. Hope that you don't get raided. If you get to pick out of them, Pick Cap USA. He rocks. Great diary, keep it up.

[Monkeypox]

[b][i]Flash forward to the present[/b][/i] [b][u]WEEK 4, FEBRUARY 2006[/b][/u] Since that day so many months ago, not much changed. I immediately started running a show weekly rather than monthly but every show, it seemed, got the same rating: C+. (USPW uses the [b]"ADAM RYLAND UNIVERSAL METAPHYSICAL MATCH EVALUATION SYSTEM"[/b]) What I've learned in my 8 months of booking, is that C+ is not a small area. C+ encompasses veritable oceans of mediocrity. Within that letter and its qualifier is an expanse big enough to drive you completely insane. For the first 6 months, I just did the same thing, over and over, frantically rescrambling the same lousy wrestlers into new feuds, trying to find a winning combination. There were small defeats, small successes, but taken as a whole I was going nowhere. We were making money well enough to keep Jillefski happy (and I was careful to keep him entertained with minor speaking parts on the shows), but i wasn't satisfied. Finally, it dawned on me. I'd follow the example set by the larger, predatory Feds. I had the money, it was time to spend it. Time for a hiring boom. That was two months ago. [b][u]THE ROSTER[/b][/u] [color=green]MAIN EVENTERS[/color] [b]Enygma[/b] (face) - When SWF randomly let Enygma go, I pitched the idea of picking him up to Jillefski. When he realized we could make the money work, he lost it completely. We'd been rebuked by guys like Doug Peak and Nemesis, there was no reason to believe a guy as massively over as Enygma would ever give us the time of day. But he did. Since his debut 3 weeks ago, our shows have started to break the B- barrier. [b]USPW World Champion[/b] [b]T-Rex[/b] (heel) - A massive youngster, T-Rex is scary in the ring. He hits hard and packs around a legitimate menace. Currently packaged as a crazy, dangerous berserker, and managed by Jillefski. [b]Big Cat Brandon[/b] (face) - BCB was brought in to give T-Rex someone to wrestle that he wasn't as likely to accidentally hurt. So far, BCB has been fed midcarders to establish his ferocity but a major push is coming. [b]Giant Redwood[/b] (heel) - I hate this guy. With a lifetime contract and the ear of Jillefski, just getting Redwood to drop his belt to Enygma was a huge headache, and he expects to have it returned to him soon. Horrible in the ring and packaged with a very stale "Giant" gimmick, he's overdue for a major gimmick overhaul. [b]Corporal Doom[/b] (heel) - A so-so wrestler, but with a great attitude and steady backstage presence, Corp. D. has been an ally since my first days in USPW. Patient, unselfish and interested in developing younger workers, Corp. D. is a valued personality in the locker room and the writing table. [color=green]UPPER MIDCARDERS[/color] [b]Hell Monkey[/b] (face) - A scary good brawler with a nice all-around game. Packaged as a bad-ass, managed by Emma Chase. One half of the tag team [b]Rough n' Tumble[/b], with Brent Hill. [b]Mick Muscles[/b] (heel) - Theoretically good but lousy in practice, this former bodybuilder has failed to impress and is sliding down the card. [b]Java & Tribal Warrior[/b] (heel) - Large, untalented and bad on the mic, Java and Tribal Warrior continue to limp unenthusiastically through the USPW Tag Division. Packaged as savages. [b]Captain USA & Jim Force[/b] (face) - Both former USPW champions, these two charismatic but extremely untalented wrestlers have slid quickly down the card since becoming the [b]USPW Tag Champions[/b]. [b]Acid[/b] (heel) - Unhappy at DAVE, my one real friend in the world of wrestling declined to renew his written contract, opting instead to sign PPA with both USPW and DAVE. I have promised to reward him with the sort of push he never got at DAVE. [color=green]MIDCARDERS[/color] [b]Steve Flash[/b] (face) - Dull but reliable, packaged as a no-nonsense man of the people, Steve Flash is unspectacular in the ring but brings brilliant fundamentals and a great attitude. [b]USPW National Champion[/b] [b]Johnny Bloodstone[/b] (heel) - A great technical wrestler who went largely wasted before the recent hiring push. Starting to pick up the quality of his matches now that he has worthy opponents. [b]Brent Hill[/b] (face) - A lot like Steve Flash in personality and push, managed by Emma Chase. Rounds out the more technically proficient midcard. [b]Al and Pete the Hillbillies[/b] - Useless and with a gimmick that no one can love, these rowdy, dirty brawlers are almost never used. [color=green]LOWER MIDCARDERS[/color] [b]Champagne Lover[/b] (heel) - Massively talented and hilarious on the mic, Champagne Lover has gotten over quickly, mostly due to his sleezy, boozy gimmick and hilariously underhanded tactics. [b]Danny Rushmore & Eric the Bull[/b] (heel) - The "Mountains of Men". Generic brawlers with some future potential, this tag team usually acts as hired guns and enforcers. Frequently used in dark matches. [b]E.M.M.Moe[/b] (heel) - Our most recent hire and as yet undebuted, E.M.M.Moe is preparing a major repackaging. [b]Tom E. Hawk[/b] (face) - A "native american" brawler who shows occasional flashes of talent. Not ready for a major push. [color=green]OPENERS/ENHANCEMENT[/color] [b]Zeus Maximillion[/b] (face) - ****y and charismatic, Zeus can't seem to lock in on a gimmick well enough to warrant a push. The most talented wrestler at the bottom of the roster, Zeus is getting gradually over with wins over fellow bottom feeders. [b]Cheetah Boy[/b] (face) - By all means an untalented rookie, Cheetah Boy still astounds by managing good matches. Despite his lack of experience, he has "good chemistry" with several other wrestlers, a fact that will probably keep him from getting fired. [b]Patrick Cool[/b] (heel) - Nothing will keep him from getting fired. Yet to get a win in his time in USPW. [color=purple]NEXT: The first show of this era...[/color]

[Monkeypox]

[CENTER][b][u]USPW Wildfire[/u][/b][/CENTER] [CENTER]WEEK 4, FEB. 2006[/CENTER] [CENTER][i]The Unknowable Champion[/i][/CENTER] Announcing Team: Shane Sneer, Jim Lou Freebush, Emma Chase 1. [b]Acid d. Tom E. Hawk in 4:34 w/ the Acid Rain Bomb[/b] [i]Match notes: This was booked to give Acid more practice with his new "Snake Style" fighting style. With lots of snake-ish movements and sharp strikes, this is part of an on-going effort to remake Acid in a more "USPW"-esque style.[/i] [b]C-[/b] Champagne Lover is interviewed backstage about his match with Zeus Maximillion. Champagne responded "Oooh, senor Zeus might rub himself with babyoil like Mr. Champagna, he might wax heez chest like Mr. Champagna, but hee do not make-ah kissyface like Mr. Champagna!" [b]D[/b] [i]Hmm... he doesn't really speak English quite yet. Better be careful with the mic'd segments.[/i] 2. [b]Champagne Lover d. Zeus Maximillion in 6:13 w/ a handful of tights[/b] [i]Decent match. Champagne and Zeus have very different styles, but both push themselves as good looking. Champagne got some heat for a Rick Rude style pelvis swing... Zeus got a pop for nailing an atomic drop and then doing the same thing.[/i] [b]C-[/b] Steve Flash and Johnny Bloodstone bump into each other backstage. Steve Flash, ever the gentlemen, says "excuse me". Bloodstone just stares him down. [b]C-[/b] 3. [b]Steve Flash d. Johnny Bloodstone in 8:54 w/ the Flashbang[/b] Steve Flash makes his 2nd defense of the [b]USPW National Title[/b]. [i]Good technical match with great pacing. Bloodstone is developing a great style centered on hammerlocks, and his reversals are, as ever, fantastic. Flash and Bloodstone tell a great story in the ring, but neither have much charisma. [b]C[/b][/i] Tag team [b]Rough n' Tumble[/b] (Brent Hill and Hell Monkey) cut an interview with their manager, Emma Chase, hyping their upcoming #1 Contender match against Savage Fury (Java & Tribal Warrior). [b]C-[/b] 4. [b]Rough n' Tumble d. Savage Fury in 5:40[/b] Throughout the match, Tribal Warrior seems aloof and distracted, missing several tag attempts because he is very deliberately avoiding looking at the match. Hell Monkey capitalizes on this by flinging Java into him and knocking him off of the apron, then hitting the Monkey Bump for the pin. [i]A straight up brawl match, carried by Rough n' Tumble.[/i] After the match, Tribal Warrior walks up the ramp alone, leaving Java down in the center of the ring. [b]D[/b] [i]It's too late in the card to be letting these two do anything.[/i] Danny Jillefski cuts a promo w/ his client, T-Rex, calling Capt. USA washed up and booking him in a match with T-Rex that should "serve to end what's left of your career." [b]B-[/b] 5. [b]T-Rex d. Capt. USA in 5:33 w/ the Jurassic Squeeze[/b], after Jillefski interfered by distracting the ref. [i]We booked this match to let USA save a little face, but it was a stomp. T-Rex shows off his impressive array of clotheslines and big boots, keeping it stiff and nasty. USA sells the hell out of everything, rallying at the end with some okay brawling only long enough for Jillefski to jump in and take it away from him. These two have surprising chemistry.[/i] [b]C+[/b] Giant Redwood is in the ring, cutting a promo demanding a rematch w/ Enygma for the [b]USPW World Title[/b]. [b]C[/b] Masked Enygma appears at the top of the ramp with the belt. He accepts the challenge to thunderous applause, smiling under his mask, his voice soft and lethal. "Redwood, you can never defeat what you don't understand, and no one understands THE ENYGMA." [b]A[/b] 6. [b]Enygma d. Giant Redwood in 6:33 w/ the Enygma Variation[/b]. Engyma makes 4th defense of the [b]USPW World Title[/b]. [i]Aaaannnndddd... Redwood is all angry again. He knew that it would be necessary for him to take a hard loss to Enygma for the upcoming repackage, but Enygma stomped him. Redwood's offense is molasses slow... his lariats and splashes are so well-telegraphed that selling them realistically is hard to do. Enygma is so much faster than Redwood that he simply ducked and blocked most of the big man's offense, and nailed the finisher w/o much warning. Redwood had no choice but to tap out, which is even worse than getting pinned, in his mind.... No way I won't catch hell for this later.[/i] [b]B[/b] [b][u]SHOW RATING: C+[/b][/u] [color=red]NEXT: More backstage trouble, and the roster looks to shrink for the first time.[/color]

[Mr T Jobs To Me]

Great writing, I'll keep an eye on this.

[juggaloninjalee]

So far this is my first diary for this forum. This is also my first post here! Hopefully I can get 05 in December until then I am sticking with 2004. I like how you are slowly revamping the roster. It is more realistic than how I do it. I do a massive overhaul in about a week. My goal is to practice doing it more realistically.

[Jaded]

Really enjoying this one so far, keep up the great work!

[Monkeypox]

[b]Outside Jillefski's office, Week 1, March 2006.[/b] He'd sounded angry on the phone. I'd known something was coming when I booked Giant Redwood to lose to Enygma last week. Jillefski still had the big man running around believing that he'd be getting the title back any minute now, but I had no intention of wrapping the Federation's highest honor back around the waist of the man who'd done the most to keep it down. When I opened the door, I sighed audibly. Jillefski was behind his enormous desk as usual, but sitting to his right, his huge booted feet crossed on the obsidian coffee table, was the man himself: Giant Redwood. He smiled as I walked in, and I knew I was sunk - Redwood only smiles when he's about to watch someone else squirm. "Please, sit down." Jillefski started, indicating the somewhat smaller black leather chair that sat opposite his own plush throne. I sat, folding my hands in my lap, trying to keep my breathing steady. Jillefski pushed a dossier folder across the table and indicated that I should open it. It was the contract and work history for the wrestler known as "Java" - a mediocre middleweight to whom I was not particularly attached. I instantly knew what this was about. "Perhaps you've noticed that Java's contract is about to expire. We were wondering why nothing has been done about this." I couldn't help but wincing. The challenge to my authority wasn't unexpected... Jillefski had never explicitly granted me the power to hire and fire, just to book matches. It was the word "we"... it hung in the air like condemnation. I noticed that Redwood's smile was broader now. For the 100th time, I resolved to find a way to bury him, to make him leave the company voluntarily. Danny Jillefski was the Mark Cuban of the wrestling world... very rich, very enthusiastic, and a constant presence in the locker room, all he really wanted was to fit in, be one of the guys. He knew he'd never be a wrestler but he wanted the lifestyle. When Mick Muscles crashed his car a year ago, it was Jillefski that'd kept the cops from asking too many questions. He was always taking everyone out on his sailboat, buying the strippers, paying the beertabs. Most of the guys in the locker room thought he was a tool, a wannabe, and I'm sure Redwood was one of them... but where most of the guys confined themselves to quiet and derogatory whispers in the corner, Redwood had done the smart thing... he'd started treating Jillefski the way he wanted to be treated, as one of the guys. Jillefski ate it right up. Jillefski was sharkbait, and guys like Redwood were sharks. It wasn't a question of me versus Jillefski, it was me versus Redwood, and all the dark things he whispered in Jillefski's ear when I wasn't around. I took a breath, and made my pitch. "Yeah, I know. I didn't renew the contract intentionally. I've already written a storyline explaining Java's exit, but frankly... he wanted too much money. Way too much. We're doing well financially, but I don't see that we should..." Jillefski interrupted sharply. "I don't PAY you to think about money. I pay you to book matches. We're very upset that you aren't renewing the contract of a wrestler who has been here for as long as Java." I sighed. "Well, it's too late. He's only got 7 days left on his contract. We can't negotiate with him." "Why not?" I rolled my eyes. "Adam Ryland says that wrestlers don't negotiate with a week left on their contracts. It's like Passover, or something. I don't know, THEY JUST DO." Jillefski seemed ready to ask me who this Ryland guy was again, but shook his head. "Well, if I can get Java back, I will. In the meantime, don't make any more contract decisions without talking to me." I nodded and stormed out of the office, Redwood's smirk burning into my back. [u]LATER THIS WEEK ON USPW WILDFIRE[/u]: [i]Johnny Bloodstone v. Zeus Maximillion Steve Flash v. Mick Muscles for the [b]USPW NATIONAL TITLE[/b] Savage Fury v. Forces of America for the [b]USPW TAG TITLE[/b] Corporal Doom v. Enygma for the [b]USPW WORLD TITLE[/b][/i] Every belt gets defended, this week in "SOUTHEAST US (very small)!!" Don't miss it!

[Monkeypox]

[CENTER][b][u]USPW Wildfire[/CENTER][/b][/u] [CENTER]Week 1, March 2006[/CENTER] [CENTER][i]The Black Lotus Army[/i][/CENTER] 1. [b]The Hillbillies d. Mountains of Men in 4:34[/b] [i]Not much to say about this match. Even at 4 minutes, everyone was sweating pretty hard by the end. Danny Rushmore was a bright spot - he's learning how to rumble, developing a bare-knuckle style with some real potential.[/i] [b]D[/b] **** Zeus Maximillion cuts an interview, hyping his upcoming match with Johnny Bloodstone. He reminds everyone that last week on Wildfire, he "outprettied the pretty boy", Champagne Lover, and it took a handful of "my sweet drawers" for Champagne to steal the win. He didn't anticipate having any problems with the "ugly machine" Johnny Bloodstone. [i]Zeus is so-so on the mic. He's still feeling out his "soul food" gimmick. He's Greek and his accent is strange, and his "Bronzed God" persona is still yet to lift off.[/i] [b]C-[/b] 2. [b]Johnny Bloodstone d. Zeus Maximillion in 9:44 w/ the Precision Crossface[/b] after interference from Champagne Lover. [i]"The Submission Machine" is getting great responses for a new gimmick trick: At the start of every match, he points at a part of his opponent's body, and then he attacks that part exclusively, wearing it down until the opponent taps out. Today, he went for the neck. Snapmares, reverse chinlocks, jawbreakers, sleeper submissions, all executed beautifully. Zeus, for his part, fights in a loose, kickboxer style, and mixed kicking attacks w/ the occasional judo throw and backbreaker. A solid match.[/i] [b]C[/b] **** Danny Jillefski hits the ring with his two clients, T-Rex and Corporal Doom. He rants on for awhile about how he'd hired Enygma because he thought he was a team player, and could help him maintain order and discipline in the league. Since Enygma wouldn't play by the rules, we was going to let Corporal Doom teach him the price of breaking them. [b]B-[/b] 3. [b]Hell Monkey d. Acid by DQ in 8:12[/b] [i]This match was booked to make both Hell Monkey and Acid look dangerous. They were instructed to balance the offense, and just take turns dishing out their best stuff. Acid continues to impress with his new "Snake Style" brawling style and ranas. Hell Monkey continues to impress with how well he beats the hell out of people. Acid is disqualified after throwing a blinding powder in the face of Hell Monkey. While Hell Monkey is clawing at his eyes, Acid hits him with a sharp palm strike to the solarplexus, and the Monkey falls writhing to the ground. [/i] [b]C+[/b] Acid raises his hands, and steam pours out from under the ring... when it clears, he's gone. This stunt costs us around one thousand dollars, but the crowd seems to like it. [b]C+[/b] 4. [b]Steve Flash d. Mick Muscles in 7:11 w/ the Flashbang[/b] to retain the [b]USPW NATIONAL TITLE[/b]. [i]All Muscles can do is chop at slow moving targets. He's slow, he doesn't know how to sell a hardfall, and I'm getting impatient with him.[/i] [b]C-[/b] **** The next segment is shot through an open door into a dimly lit room. We see Redwood sitting at a desk, his massive head in his hands. "I can't do it. I can't beat him. I can't." Redwood moans to himself, over and over. "You're right," a slick, soft male voice says from the shadows. "you can't. Enygma will not fall to your powers as they are now. Do you want me to help you? I can help you. But you know what you must do." Redwood shakes, his head in his hands. "Anything. I'll do anything." "Then take this, drink deeply. Become one of us. Join the [b]Black Lotus Army[/b]." The camera pans around, and we see a shadow of a man at a desk. From the deep shadows behind Redwood, the masked form of Acid appears, bearing a smoking chalice. As the door closes, Redwood accepts the goblet. [b]C+[/b] 5. [b]The Forces of America d. Savage Fury in 6:11[/b] to retain the [b]USPW Tag Titles[/b] [i]Yuck. A poor quality brawlfest that gets over only because the fans, as ever, are idiots.[/i] [b]C-[/b] The match ends the same way as last time, with Java going to tag Tribal Warrior and Tribal Warrior missing it. After Java gets pinned, Tribal Warrior helps him up and pats him on the shoulder, then clocks him as soon as he turns around. [b]C-[/b] **** Emma Chase and Big Cat Brandon cut a promo where Emma Chase talks about what an animal BCB is, how he is an unstoppable beast, how he eats his food raw, how he sleeps in a doghouse, etc. General self-promotion. [b]B[/b] **** Corporal Doom cuts a pretty solid hype promo about his upcoming match with Enygma in his "Full Metal Jacket" style, calling Enygma a maggot, telling him that his mask is not regulation size, demanding push-ups. [b]B-[/b] 6. [b]Enygma d. Corporal Doom in 7:15 w/ the Enygma Variation[/b] and retains the [b]USPW WORLD TITLE[/b] despite interference by Danny Jillefski. [i]Jillefski reaches through to grab Enygma's leg, but Enygma manages to kick him off, dodge Doom's lariat and catch him with a diving shoulder block and then lock on the Variation. Doom and Enygma are great entertainers and the match had solid pacing, but not a whole lot of "wrestling". Very basic moves and a whole lot of posturing and theatrics.[/i] [b]B-[/b] [u][b]SHOW RATING:[/u] C+[/b] [color=red]NEXT: A new threat, a new alliance and a brand new Redwood... dark clouds rising on the next USPW Wildfire![/color]

[Genadi]

For someone who doesn't play Cornerllverse often I must say well done. Very good read I feel like I know the Verse wreslters twice as well now. Hope you stay with it as I will follow for sure :)

[juggaloninjalee]

The Redwood angle is mint! Reminds me somewhat of the Ministry time except this is more interesting. Keep this diary up! It is the best most original one I have read to date!