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[Self]

<blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="Actarus" data-cite="Actarus" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="22618" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><em>I wrote this while simultaneously writing my openings for the Grey Dog MMA dynasty. Quite simply, I was going to use this prologue to start something here in the spirit of infinitywpi’s Coastal Zone work: small write-ups, very casual, very fun, not as time-consuming as my previous outings. I just edited it (though I probably still missed something! </em><img alt=":p" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/tongue.png.ceb643b2956793497cef30b0e944be28.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /><em>). I don’t know if I’ll ever use it, as I can’t decide which promotion to tackle. Then again, I purposely wrote it in such a way as to give me the flexibility to choose whatever I wanted.</em><p> </p><p> <em>Oh, and if you’ve never played WMMA, then this will make no sense to you. If I were to use it, I'd probably throw in a picture of the Grand Avatar and Mittens Blurcat somewhere.</em></p></div></blockquote><p> </p><p> Interesting stuff. I like the inclusion of math, and any reference to the 24 Hour Party Animal is cool beans in my book. Using "The Grand Avatar" is always a turn-off for me. Mittens... less so... I guess a talking cat is just wacky enough to tickle the right bone.</p>

[hurricanendp]

<p>i'm coming to a point in my diary where i have a huge turning point for one of my characters, it involves a gun being shot, it wouldn't be seen on screen rather it would only be heard.</p><p> </p><p>

My problem is, is that despite me trying to make the company seem "extreme going on crazy" i don't know whether this is a complete over stepping of the line? i don't really want to go into too much detail about the shooting as it will give the storyline away as it's been long running through my programs.</p><p> </p><p>

Was just wondering, do you think i'm going to far with shooting despite noone legitimiately being hurt, the charcters wont be killed of due to it neither? Would a storyline like that turn you away from reading a diary?</p><p> </p><p>

As a side note, how would booking an interactive PPV be best done? that's my next one, and as i get very few comments/feedback on the diary, i was wondering how i could garner "fan interest" in the ppv?</p>

[James Casey]

<p>WWF used guns during the Austin/Pillman and Austin/McMahon feuds, and the first one was certainly portrayed as real, so as long as it's consistent with the diary I don't see a problem with it.</p><p> </p><p>

As for interactive PPVs, invite votes by PM. If you're not getting that many, you could consider running your choices through a random number generator (random.org offers several variations), weighted towards your most popular choices. Looking through Scapino's SWF diary, it looks like he did an interactive PPV where he only got 8 votes, so there's no reason you couldn't the same with a similar number, or even fewer.</p>

[hurricanendp]

cheers for the reply JC, i'll check out Scapino's diary, and thanks for the advice on the interactive ppv, never even thought of the random geenrator idea.

[Self]

I have no problem with guns at all. As long as it makes sense, and helps the story, then it's all good.

[Eisen-verse]

<blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="hurricanendp" data-cite="hurricanendp" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="22618" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>i'm coming to a point in my diary where i have a huge turning point for one of my characters, it involves a gun being shot, it wouldn't be seen on screen rather it would only be heard.<p> </p><p> My problem is, is that despite me trying to make the company seem "extreme going on crazy" i don't know whether this is a complete over stepping of the line? i don't really want to go into too much detail about the shooting as it will give the storyline away as it's been long running through my programs.</p><p> </p><p> Was just wondering, do you think i'm going to far with shooting despite noone legitimiately being hurt, the charcters wont be killed of due to it neither? Would a storyline like that turn you away from reading a diary?</p><p> </p><p> As a side note, how would booking an interactive PPV be best done? that's my next one, and as i get very few comments/feedback on the diary, i was wondering how i could garner "fan interest" in the ppv?</p></div></blockquote><p> </p><p> Much like others have said, I have absolutely no problem with the usage of guns in your diary either. Just as long as it's easy to see why it was used in your storylines... Not just some random guy shooting people all over the place.</p><p> </p><p> I know how it goes though, I've been mulling over a religious storyline that could potentially rub some people the wrong way if they don't look at it as a storyline with specific characters rather than a personal attack on someone's beliefs.</p><p> </p><p> I say go for it though!</p>

[hrdcoresidebrns]

I posted this in another thread, but I felt it would do good here. It's just an idea and a half for a diary that I just truthfully don't have time to write.

 

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I've actually run a game where Pistol Pete Hall left Japan and returned to the States and opened his own company (usually an edited form of PWMAX) as a type of gaijin training ground.

 

I only signed young wrestlers that could work in Japan as well (i.e. Bulldozer Brandon Smith, Cameron Vessey, Frankie Perez), veterans that had done tours of Japan in the past (Lee Wright, Java) or people that worked a very Japanese style (Sayeed Ali, The Insane Heat). I also made working agreements with SAISHO and Hinote Dojo and brought Japanese wrestlers like KAZ and Masutaro Kataoka in for brief periods.

 

The basis of it was that Hall felt that there wasn't really an American company in operation that promoted the Japanese style in order to prepare the younger stars for eventual Japanese tours. If I actually had the time to do a diary of it, I would, as I've always loved the idea.

 

Similarly, you could do the same thing with Sam Keith, as he has won titles in both Japan and Mexico, so you could have the double of running shows promoting both disciplines. Somewhat like a serious WLW? Maybe break the roster into two divisions: one lucha libre, one puro/super junior. You could even have a title for each division.

 

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If anybody feels like taking on either idea, go for it. I think it'd make for a great read.

[Phantom Stranger]

I know how it goes though, I've been mulling over a religious storyline that could potentially rub some people the wrong way if they don't look at it as a storyline with specific characters rather than a personal attack on someone's beliefs.

 

Considering what I've done with Travis Century you should be fine.

[NickC13573]

hey guys, can i ask what you think of the starting backstory? i know it is coming a little slow, as i have not been regular but i would like your opinion, should i go deeper, or are these phone calls okay?

[praguepride]

i'm coming to a point in my diary where i have a huge turning point for one of my characters, it involves a gun being shot, it wouldn't be seen on screen rather it would only be heard.

 

My problem is, is that despite me trying to make the company seem "extreme going on crazy" i don't know whether this is a complete over stepping of the line? i don't really want to go into too much detail about the shooting as it will give the storyline away as it's been long running through my programs.

 

Was just wondering, do you think i'm going to far with shooting despite noone legitimiately being hurt, the charcters wont be killed of due to it neither? Would a storyline like that turn you away from reading a diary?

 

As a side note, how would booking an interactive PPV be best done? that's my next one, and as i get very few comments/feedback on the diary, i was wondering how i could garner "fan interest" in the ppv?

 

 

If you're still worried about crossing the line, chances are you haven't done it yet. It's when you stop and think "Wait, there was a line back there?" that you've really gone over the edge

[CQI13]

i'm coming to a point in my diary where i have a huge turning point for one of my characters, it involves a gun being shot, it wouldn't be seen on screen rather it would only be heard.

 

My problem is, is that despite me trying to make the company seem "extreme going on crazy" i don't know whether this is a complete over stepping of the line? i don't really want to go into too much detail about the shooting as it will give the storyline away as it's been long running through my programs.

 

Was just wondering, do you think i'm going to far with shooting despite noone legitimiately being hurt, the charcters wont be killed of due to it neither? Would a storyline like that turn you away from reading a diary?

 

As a side note, how would booking an interactive PPV be best done? that's my next one, and as i get very few comments/feedback on the diary, i was wondering how i could garner "fan interest" in the ppv?

 

Personally, I wouldn't feel comfortable with the storyline. I thought both of the instances I've seen them used (Pillman/Austin & Austin/McMahon) were both poorly executed. Especially the Pillman one could have been done with a different weapon and come across even better. That's just my opinion though.

[Belton]

I want to bring LuchaResu (Dragon Gate/Toryumon/WLW) to Australia's C-verse, and see if it works.

 

The promotion will heavily favour performance over popularity, yet I'll have storylines, angles and stable wars. I want to write it in real time as a touring fed with one or two shows a week.

 

I'd probably headline it with Jimmy Stratosphere and Motoichi Kuroda, with some other Australian workers either under masks or just as they are.

[James Casey]

Unlikely to ever do anything with this (if I ever do another diary, it's more likely to be SWF), so here's the intro to what would have been my TCW diary:

 

The pub was a dingy hole, but popular because the barman was a good one who kept his beer cold and his taps clean. There was a band tonight, jamming tunelessly somewhere in the back, but I was at the bar, holding onto it with one hand as my third pint slid smoothly down my throat.

 

My contact was late. He had until the bottom of my glass to show up.

 

I’d chosen the meeting place. It was dark, but busy. That meant that the person I was meeting might go unmolested. He’s a hero ‘round here – a local boy made good. Other than Eastenders and Canary Wharf, he’s the one thing that people associate with this part of London.

 

Of course, in reality he’s a Liverpudlian. His parents met while avoiding a meeting between rival firms at a West Ham/Everton match about thirty years ago, and he was born in a hospital in Toxteth. But he moved back and forth so much as a kid that he can use either accent at will. On the telly, he’s an East End thug – but a smart one. When conducting business I’m told he drifts into his Scouse accent. It seems to be a ploy to get people who know the Scouse stereotype to underestimate him. I don’t know if it works in the States. Maybe he should try an Alabama accent.

 

I took a long draft, and watched the suds slide down to the bottom of the glass. That last mouthful of beer never tasted as good as the rest, and I was in two minds about finishing it. On the one hand, it was beer, and I’d paid for it. On the other hand, I needed to get rid of some of the beer I’d drunk in the last forty minutes or so.

 

I contemplated the route to the gents’. The pub was pretty busy, and when you use a cane to get around then random drunks flopping across your path can be a right bloody nuisance.

 

I turned back to my glass. One last mouthful wouldn’t hurt. And then I’d take a leak.

 

The glass hit the bar, and I let out a sigh.

 

“James?”

 

I turned, and laughed. The man didn’t have a lick of sense. He was wearing a raincoat and fedora, and fair enough – it was the middle of December, after all. But sunglasses? It was 9pm. In the middle of December. I was surprised he could see anything, especially in the gloom of the pub.

 

And what with him being 6’2 and about 260 pounds, well, he stands out in a crowd anyway.

 

“Sit down, Tommy,” I said. “Get yourself a drink. And me, too.”

 

“Listen, I-“

 

“Hey, it’s great to see you – but I’m busting for a slash. I’ll be back in a minute, alright? Mine’s a pint.”

 

“James, I-“

 

“Seriously, busting,” I clapped him on the shoulder as I limped past, weaving a little unsteadily through the crowd.

 

*

 

A few minutes later I made my way back, feeling more comfortable, and feeling a glow about me from the beer.

 

“How’ve you been, Tommy?” I asked, settling myself down on the bar stool just as the landlord arrived with our drinks. Tommy had an apple juice. I had a pint of bitter, which I eyed with some suspicion.

 

“You’re in London, Tommy. Bitter doesn’t cut it around here.”

 

“I didn’t ask you here so you could get drunk.”

 

“Who’s drunk?”

 

“You’re on your way.”

 

“On three pints of Carling? Behave. If it was Stella, maybe...”

 

“Look, I don’t have much time.”

 

“I’ll say – your announcer reckons you’re in a match in about ten minutes,” I said, jerking a thumb at the telly playing unregarded above the bar.

 

For the first time since his arrival, Tommy grunted a short laugh.

 

“You’re still sharp,” he said.

 

“None sharper,” I replied, pushing the bitter away from me without tasting it. “Look, I was at the show last night. I know you know that – because Robert’s the only one I gave my number to, and I don’t think it’s coincidence that you called this morning.”

 

“What are you doing with yourself nowadays, James?” Tommy asked.

 

“Not wrestling anymore. You know that.”

 

“I know all about that night,” he said, glancing at my cane. “I know why you don’t wrestle. And I know that people say you had one of the sharpest minds in the business. What I want to know is whether that’s still true or not.”

 

“Why?”

 

“We’ve got a spot open on the booking committee-”

 

“Not interested,” I said.

 

“What? Why?”

 

“Look, Tommy, I keep up to date with the business. I still have friends out there. One or two of them work for you. I know that things have been rough. I know that you’ve hired yes men and pushed your ideas above everyone else. I know that half the booking committee exist to suck your ---- and the rest are only there because they’ve got their tongues up your ----. There’s only one company head I might do any of that for, Tommy, and she’s married to Sean McFly.”

 

Tommy smirked, the familiar half-smile, half-sneer usually seen right before he snapped some poor fool in two – with or without his Syndicate running buddies.

 

“As I was going to say, the spot is that of head booker. What you’d do once you took over is up to you – fire them, if you like. I’d recommend keeping some of them around, though. They’ve got good heads for the business.”

 

“Tommy, is there something I should know? Don’t get me wrong, I’m a fan, and I stay up to date with the gossip... But I haven’t set foot in the States since I left five years ago. I lost all my money in the dotcom crash, Tommy, and I can’t just up sticks and move to the States only to have you chuck me out on my ear two weeks down the line.”

 

The glow from the beer had gone. Tommy’s offer had sobered me up more effectively than a dozen cold showers.

 

“It’s a two year contract. One-hundred and fifty thousand a year. Substantial performance related bonuses. Dental, medical,” he added, with a glance at my leg. “I get the final say on the storylines, but in practise I’ll let you book pretty much anything you want.”

 

“And if I wanted you to lose to Bart Biggz on the first night?”

 

“I’d think you were mad. And I wouldn’t do it.”

 

I narrowed my eyes, meeting Tommy’s gaze head on. We stared at one another for several seconds, his eyes crinkling at the corners before he let out a great belly laugh.

 

“Now listen, James, if you honestly think that Bart Biggz is the future of the company, I’ll listen to you. If you want to book a show full of swerves, well, I’ll give you Richard’s phone number. If you’re being a dick so that I walk away and you don’t have to worry about getting dragged back into the business... Well, just say that now, and you’ll never hear from me again. But I’m wagering the future of my company on you having the balls to know an opportunity when it presents itself.”

 

“There’s conditions,” I said, quietly. Tommy had seen through me like I was made of glass. I’d been involved in a few local groups since returning to England, but I’d never committed myself fully. I’d blamed a lack of money, or a lack of time – but in reality, it was a lack of balls. I’d walked away from wrestling once before, after my knee went, and it hurt. It hurt a lot worse than staying in would have done.

 

So here was my chance. And as chances go, there couldn’t have been a better one.

 

“What do you want?”

 

“I need you to cover my expenses. Getting out there – and moving back,” I said, slowly. “Because when you sack me, Tommy, I don’t want to worry about coming back home.”

 

“And why am I going to sack you?”

 

“Because you’re deeply, deeply egotistical,” I said, meeting his gaze dead on. “And I’m not much better. And that’s going to cause friction, Tommy. If I take this job, we’re not going to get on. In fact, ------ that – we’re going to hate each other. I’m going to do a lot of things that you’re not going to like. And it’s going to cost you money.”

 

“You seem very sure that we need to spend that money.”

 

“Damn right. Your company needs help, Tommy. I’m not saying you haven’t done well, but in two or three years time you’d better have plans in place for who’s replacing the Machines, and Eddie Peak, and all the other old guys you’ve pinned your hopes on.”

 

“Old guys?”

 

“Old guys. Because the way I’m going to work them, Tommy, they’re sure as hell not gonna get any younger.”

 

Tommy cracked a smile again.

 

“You’ve already got plans for us, do you?”

 

“Yep.”

 

He frowned, and waited for me to go on. It was my turn to smile.

 

“Not yet, Tommy. I want to see Christmas in Hollywood. Then we can get to work...”

 

*

 

There's more, but that's long enough...

[Self]

Really well written, that. Detailed. Atmospheric. Subtle in places. Tommy Cornell is one of those characters I know about (and slightly resent for being so talented) but don't know many details on. I learned reading that.

 

Plus anything with a strong British vibe is a-okay in my book. I felt like I was there.

[Nedew]

Really well written, that. Detailed. Atmospheric. Subtle in places. Tommy Cornell is one of those characters I know about (and slightly resent for being so talented) but don't know many details on. I learned reading that.

 

Plus anything with a strong British vibe is a-okay in my book. I felt like I was there.

 

Bang on, as i've said in the past i'm not an MAW fan but that's turned me right on to you as a writer.

[praguepride]

Nicely done, as usual. Bringing back the "James Casey" character with the same history, same personality does turn me off though. If you're looking at it as a continuation off of the MAW diary (i.e. 10 years from now, Casey leaves MAW and gets hired by TCW) that's one thing, but if you're starting a new diary with the same characters...I can't help getting the "been there, done that" feel off of it.

 

A change of accent can only alter things so much.

[wrestlingfan1]

http://www.greydogsoftware.com/forum/showthread.php?t=40741

 

My diary in question. I used the I won the lottery thing before this thread, great minds think a like I suppose. Was just curious about the layout and content of it. Should I go back to the full write ups and post maybe three shows a month or stick with my plan of saving the full write ups for the ppv' and following the current format for the weekly shows.

[James Casey]

Nicely done, as usual. Bringing back the "James Casey" character with the same history, same personality does turn me off though. If you're looking at it as a continuation off of the MAW diary (i.e. 10 years from now, Casey leaves MAW and gets hired by TCW) that's one thing, but if you're starting a new diary with the same characters...I can't help getting the "been there, done that" feel off of it.

 

A change of accent can only alter things so much.

 

*Nods* I think one reason I never went far with it was exactly that. The idea was for my character to be different - poor, rather than well off for example. The interactions with Rip would have been very different - I was tempted, for example, to pillage MAW and leave him with the worst of the indies, but even that wasn't so far removed from where I am now.

[Phantom Stranger]

If I start this one, it won't be until after my PPPW diary finishes. But this idea has rounded itself out this past couple of days (and I can only post what's on my memory stick while I'm visiting family, not play) so I want to try and hone an opening post, see whether it grabs attention.

A Quiet Retirement

 

by

 

D.H. Darlington, better known as HORATIO DANGEROUS

 

Foreword by Tommy Cornell

 

FOREWORD

 

A little over three years ago, in the run-up to Christmas 2007, I was pulled aside after a show by the man most people reading this know as RDJ.

 

This isn't a book which keeps to the time-honoured story, so I'll drop it here, too; Ricky wanted to talk to me as the company owner because, ultimately, that gives me the final word. I don't plan out our shows, but I'm there when it happens and if I don't like it, it doesn't.

 

"Boss," he said, "I'm thinking it's time I bowed out of the title chase."

 

I didn't get it. The championship - the TCW World Heavyweight Championship, and a prettier piece of gold the industry doesn't have - is defended last. The main event. To duck behind the curtain a moment, main event players have to carry the show. They have to make the crowd feel for them. They have to produce in the ring and out of it. And for this, we pay them the biggest bucks.

 

Ricky could do all of this, and the two of us had worked together for...

 

And then I got it. Tune into a show from late 2006 and you'll hear Jason Azaria list all of Ricky's accomplishments. Kyle Rhodes will sell you on his heroic one-year struggle to take the championship from me.

 

Tune into a show from late 2007 and... well, it's a heroic two-year struggle, but not much else had changed. We relied on Ricky to keep the crowd behind him and against me.

 

Ricky just wanted some variety, a chance to rebuild himself, a chance to do something different. I think he had his eye on Sammy Bach as a man to watch and a man to build. That was all he asked for, because Ricky is a great wrestler - but he's a wrestler.

 

I own one of the biggest wrestling companies in the world, and it took Ricky's focus to make me realise we'd become stale.

 

At the time, my old friend Joel Bryant was writing the shows. He wasn't doing a bad job - but we'd entered a rut. We needed to shake ourselves out of it.

 

I told Joel that he had three months to wrap up what he'd been doing and ease a new man into that job. And word leaked. I'm told the Internet went berserk with rumours, most of them revolving around the same two names.

 

Phil Vibert - the man who built DaVE and made legends out of so many wrestlers (including not a few men who work for me now). And Nemesis - the creative genius, once he made the jump, behind DaVE's near ten years as the biggest player on the independent scene, and a man who gave my career new direction when he made that jump.

 

It's not unfair to say that without Nemesis - John Campbell, to give him his real name - I wouldn't be here.

 

But if we'd brought these men in, they would have come with expectations from the fanbase. More hardcore matches. T&A. Insane stunts. The sideshow aspect in wrestling has its place, but I don't want that place to be the headline places in my company. Who else, then?

 

Joel picked his own replacement, in the end. A man who'd orchestrated early days in my career, a man who'd worked with Joel - and Ricky, and others - before. A man whose career had been built around the tradition of wrestling.

 

A year ago, Harry 'Horatio' Dangerous talked to me about the TCW Books line. Here, then, is the record, the diary, of a creative mind who had to pick up from Joel and move on. I've pulled the lawyers off almost everything they complained about in here, and what's been cut has been cut only due to the target's tendency to sue. If you want to follow along with the project, our old shows are available online, and the pay-per-views are all on HD DVD. And that's the one plug I'm allowing myself.

 

Harry has been talking about retirement for as long as I've known him. After PPPW went under, he lasted six months before starting a wrestling school, and when he packed that in the competition came calling for their PPPW retrospective. He finished filming that just in time for Joel to secure him for TCW, and he hasn't stopped talking about retiring since.

 

I think this book may end up with a few sequels before that happens. Oh - and something I should do before I stop talking and let you get on with this - Sorry, Maggie, for keeping your husband busy. At least I cut his road time down...

[Jaded]

Awesome stuff, PS. Hoping to read much more of this in the future.

[Phantom Stranger]

Awesome stuff, PS. Hoping to read much more of this in the future.

 

Thank ya kindly.

 

This format brought to you by my intense frustration with Mick Foley's Hardcore Diaries, which had the potential to be absolutely fascinating and kind of damp-squibbed.

[Nedew]

I'm wondering if anyone has any ideas as to who would be likely as a candidate to open up a new UK promotion (despite the already considerably saturation of the region), but going for the ultra-hardcore angle which is a relatively unfilled niche.

 

So far I'm thinking Uppercut Bailey, and due to his US and Japanese connections perhaps that'd even be justification for a couple of imports? Tyler Baker might be in the runnings to open another promotion, though he's not really the hardcore type. Salty Larry? Or perhaps a wrestler-owner, Psycho, The Landlord and Jake Panic could all perhaps fill that hole, and probably be good fun to write for too. Or maybe I could go completely leftfield and pick someone who's not even a UK native.

 

Regardless, i'm all ears. Any thoughts?

[Jaded]

Landlord sticks out as the obvious decent candidate, for me.

 

If you're looking for a non-UK native, Larry Wood?

[Nedew]

I was tempted to plump for Wood, but I just see it as too cliché - he's practically a perfect worker, it would be far too obvious in my eyes.

 

I may well go for The Landlord though.

[UkWrestleFan]

Been thinking of doing a diary in which DaVE makes a comeback. Here is a rough draft of what I had so far....

 

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"What!!!? Get me their contracts!" Eisen yelped upon hearing the news that two of his most promising stars, Brandon James and Jack Giedroyc were activating a clause in their contract. A clause that, in the event of DaVE re-opening it's doors with Phil Vibert and John 'Nemesis' Campbell, allows them to leave the SWF with no repercussions should they decide they want to go back to DaVE.

"I'm on it" replied Eric. He walked towards a huge, dull, silver filing cabinet that looked like an en extra from a Star Wars movie. He shuffled through some documents and files before presenting the contracts of Brandon James and Jack Giedroyc to his Dad.

 

"Well I'll be damned" barked Richard "It's right hear in black and white"

 

"So they can leave?" asked Eric

 

"Yep, and there's not a thing we can do about it"

 

"Well, at least Kurt isn't leaving us. I spoke to him earlier and he said his loyalties lay with us"

 

"Oh, great, every cloud has a silver lining then" replied Richard...sarcastically.

 

Meanwhile, over at TCW HQ, Tommy Cornell was also feeling the heat of DaVE confiriming it's January 2008 return.

 

"So, we stand to lose Eddie Peak, Joey Minnesota, Sammy Bach and The New Wave!!!?" asked Tommy Cornell sounding flustered.

 

"Well, yes. I've checked and double-checked the contracts and the clause is there, clear as day"

 

Cornell let out a sigh before replying...

 

"Okay, well I guess there's not much we can do about it. If they want to go back to sh*t hole of a promotion then I'm not even going to attempt to stop them"

 

And that was that, DaVE was back. But how did it happen? Well, a kid from the UK called Tom Jackson made it happen. After a big lottery win he moved across the pond to US. Next, he somehow got in-touch with Phil Vibert. He told him that he was ready to invest $10,000,000 into bringing DaVE back from the dead. Vibert was cautious and contacted his good friend, Nemesis. Nemesis was cautious so the two took some time to think about it. Eventually, they agreed and started contacting former DaVE workers about activating 'The Clause.' Those who mattered jumped at the chance, those who didn't matter didn't. Not wanting to step on anybodies toes, Vibert got in-touch with Mitch Naess. He and Naess spoke about a possible DaVE/PSW merger. Naess told Vibert that PSW was in freefall. Vibert offered to take PSW off his hands using $100,000 of the $10,000,000 invested by Jackson. Naess agreed, but only on one condition: That he could resume his roll as the voice of DaVE. Of course, Vibert agreed.

 

DaVE: DangerZone TV

Naess: It gives me great pleasure to welcome you back to the DangerZone!! I'm Mitch Naess and alongside me is Doc Messing.

 

Messing: Oh man, this is great. I'm so excited, Mitch!

 

Naess: Likewise. Tonight is a historic event. Nobody expected DaVE to ever see the light of day again, but it's happened, DaVE is back and stronger than ever. You thought the resurrection of Jesus Chris was big news? Well, not as big as this.

 

And with that, music fills the arena. Not just any old music, the music of DaVE mastermind, Phil Vibert. The crowd errupt and the sight of him as he walks to the ring, all smiles, with a mic in his hand. Somehow, he makes it to the ring without anybody jumping the guard rail and kissing him. After a few moments he brings the mic up to his mouth and speaks.

 

Vibert: Well, I gotta say, it's good to be back!!!

 

Massive pop from the crowd. Vibert continues...

 

....when we closed our doors, I thought that was it, thought DaVE was done forever. Things got tough, finances were tight and my best friend, Nemesis, had left the company. I was drained, I couldn't see anyway back for us so I ended it. I never, in all my time away from the business, thought that we'd be back, but we are. The time away gave me a chance to reflect on some thing and made me realize just how much I love this business. But it's not just me whose responsible for this rebirth, oh no. None of this would've been possible without the financial backing on Mr Tom Jackson.

 

The camera pans up to a production box located at the top of the arena were Tom Jackson is sat enjoying a beer. He waves and the fans begin a 'He Is Awesome' chant. Vibert continues.

 

And what of Mr Campbell, what of Nemesis? Well, I'll let him explain that himself.

 

Nemesis' music plays and the big-man makes his way to the ring. The crowd explodes at the site of him and he's clearly loving it. He walks slowly to the ring, stopping to shake hands with some of the fans. Finally, he makes it to the ring were he is embraced by Phil Vibert. After a few moments posing for the fans, Vibert hands the mic to Nemesis.

 

Nemesis: Well ain't this something, Phil?

 

Vibert nods, smiling. Nemesis continues.

 

...I never thought that I'd ever be stood, side-by-side with my best friend, back in the DangerZone. Now, what of Nemesis, you ask? Well, I echo Vibert's thoughts, really. I just needed some time away to make me realize how much I actually loved this place. It's been nice to be able to sit at home watching Supreme TV and Total Wrestling without having to worry about our rating but I kind of missed it. But now we're back and we've got to look to the future, and I'll be honest, the future looks bright from where I'm standing.

 

Nemesis passes the mic back to Phil Vibert

 

Vibert: And with that we'll get on with the show.

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What I'm wondering is whether or not this is good enough to continue with? Do you think people would want to read it? Is the backstory decent enough?