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<p><strong><span style="text-decoration:underline;">Prediction Results:</span></strong></p><p> </p><p>

Hyde Hill: 5/9</p><p>

Tigerkinney: 5/9</p><p> </p><p>

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Overall:</span></strong></p><p><strong><span style="text-decoration:underline;">

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Hyde Hill: 11/15</p><p>

Tigerkinney: 9/15</p><p>

mad5226: 6/6</p><p>

hrdcoresidebrns: 5/6</p><p>

maskedpropaganda: 5/6</p><p>

Mr Electricity: 4/6</p><p>

MaxxHexx: 4/6</p><p>

1PWfan: 3/6</p><p>

Marcel Fromage: 3/6</p><p> </p><p>

I'm currently toying around with a fair and balanced mechanism for a leader board, something along the lines of Win % + # of times predicted.... anyway it's still a work in progress.</p><p> </p><p>

<em>Next card should be posted later today!</em></p>

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<div style="text-align:center;"><p><strong><span style="font-size:24px;">Chapter 1</span></strong></p><p><strong> Preparing the Kindling Part II</strong></p></div><p></p><p> </p><p> </p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i280.photobucket.com/albums/kk191/praguepride/RIPW/BrendanIdol.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> <strong>Wednesday, Week 3</strong></p><p><strong> February 2008</strong></p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#4B0082;">"Oh my god...are you... DJ INFERNO!?"</span></p><p> </p><p> The voice screeched at me like a harpy from across the quad. I couldn't help but cover my shock. RIPW wasn't exactly a big name and the jobber for a jobber league didn't really qualify me as a celebrity. Heck, I was surprised they could even identify me without the visor, shades, and fake soul patch glued to my chin. But recognize me they did as four girls swarmed over me.</p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#4B0082;">"It IS you isn't it, how was..."</span></p><p> <span style="color:#800080;">"This is </span><span style="color:#800080;"><em>so</em></span><span style="color:#800080;"> cool, like that time I..."</span></p><p> <span style="color:#0000FF;">"...I told you Marissa, I told you...!"</span></p><p> <span style="color:#FF00FF;">"...so, do you, like, know Brendan Idol!?"</span></p><p> </p><p> The girls were rattling off questions and comments like a machine gun, but that last one I caught clearly and it made my blood run cold. I recognized these girls...</p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#4B0082;">"Girls quiet! Quiet!"</span></p><p> </p><p> The leader, a short frumpy looking girl wearing a "Brendan Idol" t-shirt with "Brendan's Babe" silk screened on the way pushed her way forward, silencing the other hens.</p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#4B0082;">"So, let us introduce ourselves. We're Brendan Idol's official fan club, Brendan's Babes!"</span></p><p> </p><p> Another girl, a tall somewhat attractive girl piped up from the back of the group.</p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#0000FF;">"I thought we were called the Idolaters."</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#FF00FF;">"Isn't that sacriligeous or something?"</span> The blonde to her left asked, scratching her head.</p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#800080;">"No, I thought we were going to change the name to Brendan's Idolizers."</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#4B0082;">"ANYWAY"</span> the short leader shouted.</p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#4B0082;">"We were wondering if you could put in a good word for us..."</span></p><p> </p><p> Seeing where this was going, I hurridly started walking back towards my dorm. Unfortunately, the fan club (even the shorter ones) scurried to keep pace.</p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#FF00FF;">"We'd be most appreciative..."</span> another one piped up. I paused a bit and looked back, the tone was all wrong...</p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#4B0082;">"...we'd do </span><span style="color:#4B0082;"><em>anything</em></span><span style="color:#4B0082;"> to meet Brendan..." </span>the squat one said, going up on her tip toes to whisper into my ear.</p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#4B0082;">"...</span><span style="color:#4B0082;"><em>anything</em></span><span style="color:#4B0082;">..."</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#006400;">"Woah, ummm, hey now."</span> I couldn't help but shiver as an erotic image with...<em>her</em> ran through my head. Fighting back nausau I hurried up the steps towards my dorm building. </p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#006400;">"Easy. I'll...uh...I'll talk to Brendan and let him decide what he wants to do. There's no need to thank me or reward me or talk to me, k?"</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#800080;">"He can call us..."</span></p><p> <span style="color:#0000FF;">"Or email us..."</span></p><p> <span style="color:#FF00FF;">"Or page us..."</span></p><p> <span style="color:#4B0082;">"Or fax us, the number's on the website!"</span></p><p> </p><p> I hurried into my dorm and practically ran down the hallway into my room, slamming the door shut and flipping the lock.</p><p> </p><p> My roommate, a nice kid from Wisconsin, jerked awake when I slammed the door.</p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#000080;">"Dude, what the hell?"</span></p><p> </p><p> <span style="color:#006400;">"Sorry Zach, but you wouldn't believe how weird this day just got..."</span></p><p> </p><p> </p><p> Later that evening I was checking my email and got an interesting surprise.</p><p> </p><pre class="ipsCode"> To: dante.orrinson@ric.edu From: Nero@ripw.com Sub: Get your boots laced! Dante, m'boy. Get your ass back here and start hitting the gym. I just checked the finances from last month and we're making enough to run two shows a month. The next one is next week Friday, we're running them every other week now! Anyway, you and Keith have a match so you'd better get into the practice ring and coordinate. Also, could you take Keith to an actual dance club sometime, he's still looking a bit lost out there for his dancing bits. Professor Mycroft Nero</pre><div></div><p></p><p> </p><p> And attached to the email was the upcoming card for RIPW Throwdown</p><p> </p><p> </p><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="23365" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><p> <span style="text-decoration:underline;">Dark Matches</span></p><p> Atlas vs. Johnny Vegas</p><p> </p><p> <span style="text-decoration:underline;">Main Show</span></p><p> DJ Inferno vs. John Greed</p><p> The Heartbreak Express vs. Kentucky Bill & Lion Heart</p><p> Cheetah Boy vs. Mr. Electricity</p><p> Nevada Nuclear vs. Warlord Power in Championship Rematch</p><p> </p></div></blockquote>
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<p><strong>Atlas</strong> vs. Johnny Vegas</p><p> </p><p>

Main Show</p><p>

DJ Inferno vs. <strong>John Greed</strong></p><p>

<strong>The Heartbreak Express</strong> vs. Kentucky Bill & Lion Heart</p><p>

<strong>Cheetah Boy</strong> vs. Mr. Electricity</p><p>

Nevada Nuclear vs. <strong>Warlord Power </strong>in Championship Rematch</p>

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<p><span style="text-decoration:underline;">Dark Matches</span></p><p><span style="text-decoration:underline;">

</span><strong>Atlas </strong>vs. Johnny Vegas</p><p> </p><p>

<em>Vegas was born to do one thing and that's job.</em> </p><p> </p><p>

<span style="text-decoration:underline;">Main Show</span></p><p>

DJ Inferno vs. <strong>John Greed</strong></p><p> </p><p>

<em>Your user characters gimmick is hilariously naff...100 % pure wrestlecrap</em> <img alt=":D" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/biggrin.png.929299b4c121f473b0026f3d6e74d189.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p><p> </p><p>

<strong>The Heartbreak Express</strong> vs. Kentucky Bill & Lion Heart</p><p> </p><p>

<em>The more established team and besides the other team has Lion Heart, who I wouldn't even employ on a jobber contract</em> <img alt=";)" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/wink.png.686f06e511ee1fbf6bdc7d82f6831e53.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p><p> </p><p>

Cheetah Boy vs.<strong> Mr. Electricity</strong></p><p> </p><p>

<em>I'll keep picking against Cheetah Boy, because I can't take him seriously !</em></p><p> </p><p>

Nevada Nuclear vs. <strong>Warlord Power</strong> in Championship Rematch </p><p> </p><p>

<em>Nevada looks like he'll be getting THE CALL UP anytime soon, so Power retains.</em></p>

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<blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="Tigerkinney" data-cite="Tigerkinney" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="23365" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><p> <em>Your user characters gimmick is hilariously naff...100 % pure wrestlecrap</em> <img alt=":D" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/biggrin.png.929299b4c121f473b0026f3d6e74d189.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p></div></blockquote><p> </p><p> In my defense, RIPW's default product has Comedy at Medium and is built to be a feeder for SWF's wrestlecraptainment machine, I figure I'd best just run with it <img alt=":D" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/biggrin.png.929299b4c121f473b0026f3d6e74d189.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p>
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RIPW Throwdown

Friday, Week 4

February 2008

 

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Atlas vs. Johnny Vegas

 

Atlas defeated Johnny Vegas in 7:45 by pinfall with a Kronus Bomb. During the match we also had John Greed distract Johnny Vegas.

Rating: F+

 

 

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The show starts with a familiar chorus blaring over the speakers.

 

I'm too sexy for my shirt...

 

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The crowd boos as the Heartbreakers hits the ring, posing and "casually" flipping their hair out of their faces.

 

Justin strikes a particularly provacative pose and gestures to a small group of girls near the front.

 

"Hey ladies, don't worry, the Justin Love train can pull into the station over and over and over and..."

 

Raphael hits him lightly, jarring Justin out of his mental loop.

 

"Oh, right. Well, we've got a message for a certain special someone."

 

Emmy takes the mic from Justin and pouts her lips.

 

"Awwww, Kentucky Bill, did somebody lose their bus buddy? Were you not holding hands when crossing the street. Do you need your mommy to help you find him?"

 

Her patronizing tone causes Justin and Raphael to double over laughing. Justin takes the mic back.

 

"Ha ha, seriously though, what a whiny wimp..."

 

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The Baby Elephant Walk starts up and Kentucky Bill hits the ramp. He motions to cut the music and glares at the Heartbreakers in the ring.

 

"What does this have to do with you? Do you know something? Are you the ones that kidnapped him? Are you covering for that Zeus guy?"

 

The Heartbreakers burst into laughter.

 

"Awww, I think the poor widdle boy misses his fwend."

 

Kentucky Bill goes red with anger.

 

"That's it. If you stand in my way I'll just have to beat the information out of you."

 

The crowd is a little shocked by Kentucky Bill's uncharacteristicly harsh words.

 

"Aw, shove it. What are you going to do? There's two of us and only one of you?"

 

More music starts up and this time Lion Heart and Hannah Potter hit the ramp beside Kentucky Bill.

 

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"He's got me. What you guys are doing is not right and I won't stand for it. Bill, if you need a partner, I'm your man."

 

Kentucky Bill and Lion Heart shake hands before motioning towards HBX to "bring it."

 

 

The Heartbreak Express come down to the ring. They take microphones and start talking to the crowd, before eventually getting interupted by Kentucky Bill and Lion Heart. They have a big argument, going back and forth on the microphone, before agreeing to face each other later on in a tag team match.

Rating: E

 

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As Bill, Lion Heart, and the Heartbreakers retreat backstage to get ready for their matches, Hannah comes down and fires off t-shirts to the crowd. Once again she gets the biggest rise out of the fans of the entire night.

 

Hannah Potter comes out and fires T-Shirts into the crowd.

Rating: C

 

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The jumbotron flickers comes to life, revealing some backstage action.

 

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Three incredibly attractive ladies, at least from behind, are clustered around Mr. Electricity. They are dressed in tight shirts and short skirts to show off their assets, and it's clear Mr. Electricity is both excited and a bit out of his league.

 

"Ya know, ladies, they don't call me Mr. Electricity for nothing, because when I'm with you, sparks always fly."

 

The girls giggle and swoon.

 

"So, are you really a champion?"

 

"Of course I am, babe."

 

"So where's your belt?"

 

"What?" Mr E. backs off a bit, confused.

 

"Well, don't you have a belt? I love gold, and seeing that belt shine...ooh it just makes me tingly."

 

"Well, uh... yeah of course I have a belt. It's just...uh... a friend's keeping it. Yeah..."

 

"Well, if you show me yours, I'll show you mine..."

 

The camera zooms in on Mr. Electricity's face, watching him sweat as he tries to pull off the lie.

 

"Well, like I said, my friend has it..."

 

The groupie pouts, and the other two pull away.

 

"Awwww, well, when you get it back, just give me a call..."

 

The three groupies walk off, leaving Mr. Electricity and the camera behind.

 

"Damn, now I gotta get that belt I gotta find Nero!"

 

Mr. Electricity walks off with a determined look on his face.

 

Mr. Electricity is hanging out with a trio of groupies, flirting with them and making suggestive comments.

Rating: D

 

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DJ Inferno vs. John Greed

 

John just starts to laugh as his opponent enters the ring. Even though DJ towers over him, packed with muscle, John seems completely unconcerned, even motioning towards the announcers and shouting "great joke, but when's the real match?"

 

DJ doesn't take kindly to this verbal abuse, and bull rushes Greed as soon as the bell ring. It was all a trap though, as Greed, despite having his back turned, easily sidesteps the charge, sweeping DJ's legs and causing the bigger man to crash face first into the ropes. Temporarily blinded, DJ can't see Greed climbing the turnbuckle and is hit by a big cross body splash.

 

DJ fights back, but Greed demonstrates his keen tactical mind by setting up traps all around the ring. He covertly removes the turnbuckle padding while DJ is dazed, and then taunts DJ into charging him. DJ obliges despite the fan's shouting warnings and charges Greed. This time Greed goes low, dropping down and monkey flipping DJ right into the exposed metal. As DJ fights back to his feet, Greed takes to the air again and again, wearing down DJ until finally hitting a big Crash Diet (Super Huricarana followed by a Springboard Moonsault) and picking up the pin.

 

 

John Greed defeated DJ Inferno in 7:46 by pinfall with a Crash Diet.

Rating: E-

 

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The Heartbreakers vs. Kentucky Bill and Lion Heart

 

Although Kentucky Bill has both experience facing and defeating Justin and Raphael, unfortunately for him Lion Heart is fresh meat and Justin and Raphael waste no time in exploiting this. Kentucky Bill starts off against Raphael, and his energetic aerial moves send Raphael packing back to his corner. Justin tries but again, Kentucky Bill is too good for him to beat on his own. Finally, the two double team Bill and finally get him off his feat and back to his corner to tag in Lion Heart.

 

Lion Heart quickly falls prey to eye rakes, low blows, and distractions by Emmy. Lion Heart is isolated and destroyed, and whenever he tries to make a tag, he's either dragged back or Emmy distracts the ref so he misses the exchange. After kicking out of two pin attempts, they set Lion Heart up for the Heartbreak Express. Emmy distracts the ref and Raphael slides out of the ring and throws a chair into the center. Kentucky Bill, realizing what's happening rushes in to save his partner, but Justin drop kicks him out of the ring as he fights with Raphael over the chair.

 

Rapahel positions the chair and the two hit the Heartbreak Express right onto the chair, cracking Lion Heart's skull into the metal. Justin quickly kicks the chair out of the ring before the ref can see what happened, and Raphael quickly picks up the pin.

 

The Heartbreakers defeated Kentucky Bill and Lion Heart in 6:13 when Raphael defeated Lion Heart by pinfall after using a foreign object.

Rating: F+

 

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Cheetah Boy vs. Mr. Electricity.

 

Cheetah Boy comes out all smiles and grins, but Mr. E. still has his determined look. Cheetah Boy flash a high five to the crowd, revealing he's got a joke buzzer on his hand. He goes to shake Mr. Electricity's hand before the match, but Mr. E. just punches Cheetah Boy in the face.

 

Cheetah Boy snarls at Mr. Electricity and pounces on him and the match is on. Cheetah Boy continues his animalistic attack as Mr. Electricity displays his surprising strength by powerbombing Cheetah Boy over and over again, finally dislodging him.

 

Mr. Electricity stuns Cheetah Boy with a powerful side slam, but instead of taking the time to pose for the fans, hit on the ladies in the audience and generally show boat around, Mr. Electricity goes for the kill, hitting move after move in non stop offense. He rips the loosened covers off the turnbuckle, exposing the metal (again) and smashes Cheetah Boy's head repeatedly, bursting his face open. Mr. Electricity wastes no time in setting up the Electric Slide (Russian Leg Sweep followed by a running baseball slide to the face).

 

Mr. Electricity defeated Cheetah Boy in 12:38 by pinfall after using a foreign object.

Rating: E+

 

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Nevada Nuclear vs. Warlord Power © - Cage Match

 

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Rob: "Ladies and gentlemen, now presenting the main event. Now, last show Professor Nero had promised to fire Nevada Nuclear if he lost the belt, but Nevada Nuclear has demanded his rematch immediately, and Nero has contractually obliged by ordering an iron cage for the middle of the ring. This will be RIPW's first ever cage match for the RIPW Championship title."

 

Mayhem: "This outta be good. The Warlord has shown he has the strength to not just go toe to toe with Nevada Nuclear, but putting these two bruisers in a confined iron space is going to be quite spectacular. It doesn't matter who wins, just as long as they beat the piss out of each other."

 

As Rob and Mayhem discuss the match, the iron cage is quickly constructed in the center of the ring. There isn't a top of the cage as Biker's Paradise doesn't have the vaulted ceilings necessary to accomodate the cage, Instead, just the walls are put up and are pressed against the ceiling, complettely preventing anyone from escaping over the top. Therefore this will be a standard cage match without an "escape" option.

 

Warlord Power is the first in and doesn't wait for the bell to ring to drive a knee into Nevada Nuclear. Nevada doesn't go down and the two big men get into a chop fight, smacking each other until both their chests are raw. Finally, Nevada Nuclear lurches forward with a clohesline and the match is on.

 

Despite Warlord Power's size advantage, Nevada Nuclear is able to go toe-to-toe with Warlord Power thanks to the cheers and inspiriation derived from the crowd.

 

The two giants slugged back and forth, occasionally pausing to smash the other's head against the cage or the turnbuckle. With the crowd behind him, Nevada was starting to pull ahead, he was punching harder and recovering faster then Warlord Power was, and soon he was motioning for the Mushroom Cloud.

 

It happened so fast, the turning of the tide. As Nevada Nuclear bent over to lift up Warlord Power, Power hit a low-blow, stunning Nevada and in his bent over state, Warlord Power was able to quickly hit the 4-moves of doom, ending in a massive San Juan Rush. The crowd had fallen silent, their champion was truly defeated.

 

Warlord Power defeated Nevada Nuclear in a 1 vs 1 Cage Modern (RIPW) match in 10:13 by pinfall with a San Juan Rush. Warlord Power makes defence number 1 of his RIPW Championship title.

Rating: D

 

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Professor Nero comes out with a huge grin on his face and a piece of paper that he waves above his head.

 

"Ah've been waitin' a long time for this. Nevadah Nucleah, YOU...ARE...FIRED!"

 

With sadistic glee he tears up Nevada's contract and scatters the scraps all around Biker's Paradise.

 

Nevada Nuclear is helped out of the cage by officials, but is soon standing on his own two feet. He grabs a mic, ignoring Nero dancing around the ring.

 

"Rhode Island, I consider myself blessed to have been the champion of RIPW, to have such great fans behind me, rallying me onward time and time again. Although I have been defeated now, I shall always hold dear my memories of this wonderful place. I will carry on the honor and dignity so representative of the Rhode Islanders as I proceed into SWF. Thank you, thank you for everything."

 

The crowd cheer as Nevada waves one final goodbye.

 

Professor Nero laughs as he fires Nevada Nuclear. Nevada says his goodbyes to Rhode Island and mentions that he'll continue to fight justice in SWF.

Rating: D-

 

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Overall: D-

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You know, I can't help but feel that your character could have good match with John Greed or Kashmir Singh. Facing off against a guy like Bear isn't going to help.

 

You'd think that given the high "performance" stats, but keep in mind his abysmal brawl/technical/aerial skills put a definite ceiling on the match, thus only an E- with a great worker like Greed. Anyway, prediction results:

 

 

Prediction Results:

 

Tigerkinney: 5/5

Hyde Hill: 4/5

 

 

Overall:

Hyde Hill: 15/20

Tigerkinney: 14/20

mad5226: 6/6

hrdcoresidebrns: 5/6

maskedpropaganda: 5/6

Mr Electricity: 4/6

MaxxHexx: 4/6

1PWfan: 3/6

Marcel Fromage: 3/6

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Not to mention that popularity is rated more than performance. Still, I can say it's possible when he gets more popular he'll do better.

 

Plus, his match rating is not bad, considering his popularity and when compared to match rating of Cheetah Boy vs. Mr. Electricity.

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Overall RIPW suffers from a severe lack of popularity. Nevada Nuclear starts at E+ across the US, but then everyone else is at F+ or lower.

 

I'm always shocked at the kind of match grades they pull off when I play other games, as the AI can pull off a D+ "Cheetah Boy vs. Nevada Nuclear" while I can only get a 'D' from facing Nevada against a more popular and better worker.

 

/shrug. I'm happy with what I'm getting for my size, it's just the AI at low levels is obscenely hard to compete against.

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Chapter 1

Preparing the Kindling Part III.A

 

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Sunday, Week 4

February 2008

 

Nero was flipping through newspaper after newspaper, checking to see if RIPW or its rivals were mentioned.

 

"What the hell is Mitch Naess thinking? He's got a title match between Johnny Martin and JD Morgan and he doesn't put that as the main event. Instead, he has the New Jersey Devils, that's right, Old Man Alex Braun and "Tubby" Tank Bradly against The Wolverine and Teddy Powell. And you know what? It works. Against all odds, it gets the same crowd reaction as the title match...unbelievable..."

 

Lisa walks in with another stack of papers, giving me a polite smile as she passes by.

 

"Here's the rest of them, Professor."

"Thanks, Lisa."

 

He waits until she sashays out of the room before continuing.

 

"Listen kid, you gotta get a grip on your partner, Keith's at it again. He sprinkled itching powder on Bill's street clothes after the show. Lucky for Keith, Bill isn't exactly a rough customer, but those kinds of pranks are going to get him in trouble sooner or later. I need you to talk to him..."

 

"Me? Why me? I didn't ask for him..."

 

"I know, m'boy, I know. I'm at my wits end on this one. I brought him on to be your partner and to help make you look good. Plus, I felt kind of sorry for him. He's gone to just about every try out in this half of the US and hasn't been hired in 3 years. I figured he'd be grateful and appreciative, but so far the kid's been a royal pain the...well, you know, you work with him."

 

"I know, the kid's a complete tool."

 

"Anyway, I've got enough on my plate as is. If you can get this straightened out...hell, I'll give you a legit title push."

 

I perked up at that part. Any chance to get out of the "opening comedy jobber who gets kicked in the nuts every show" rut would be highly beneficial for my career.

 

"Alright, I'll deal with him. But I want that title shot if you're dumping your crap on me."

 

Nero smiled and nodded. As I headed out the door to his office, I couldn't help but feel my spirits lift a bit. If I could get Keith straightened out, maybe I’d be able to establish myself as a serious contender.

 

Nero had given me a note card with Vegas' address and phone number. As I started dialing his number, though, my spirits sank a bit. Just as likely, Eisen would step in and demand me to get punched in the nuts again...

 

 

Up next: Confrontation with Keith "Johnny" Vegas and next show's card

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Chapter 1

Preparing the Kindling Part III.B

 

Sunday, Week 4

February 2008

 

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ring...ring....ring...click

 

"Yo, Keith, what's up?"

 

"......"

 

"Hello, you there?"

 

"....what the hell do you want?"

 

I could tell already this phone call was going to be a pleasant one...

 

"Hey, can I meet you somewhere? We can grab a bite to eat?"

 

"....No."

 

"Aww come on, man. We gotta go over who we're facing next week, we gotta get some practice in at the gym."

 

"...maybe you need some..."

 

I held the phone away from me and cursed under my breath. This punk was a real piece of work. I vented my frustration before putting on my cheery, friendly facade. Thank god for all those acting classes...

 

"Yeah, maybe I do. We still have to go over our plans though. We're in a title match."

 

"Seriously? Finally! It's about time. Alright, how about at Gianni's Pizza?"

 

"Sounds good." I winced. I swear I almost sounded sincere that time.

 

I waited until I had hung up before exploding in frustration. People passing by stopped and gave me a look reserved for the mentally insane and I could understand their concern. When a 6' guy packed with muscles has a mental breakdown, people are wise to scurry away. I'm just glad nobody called the cops because that would have been icing on an otherwise wonderful day.

 

When I finally arrived at Gianni's I saw Keith had already ordered a pizza for himself and was already halfway through it by the time I sat down.

 

"Don't you think you should watch what you're eating?"

 

"Why...(glomph)...I'm in great shape...(nom)."

 

I fought the urge to roll my eyes. Although Keith was a lightweight, he was definitely not in shape. He blew up before even that fat f*** Bear Bekowski, and that's saying something. Hell, Bear was even more agile in the ring, and he's at least twice Keith's size.

 

OOC: Seriously, look it up. Bear Bekowski's got a D+ stamina and C- athleticism Keith Vegas is E+ and E respectively. In fact, one could make the argument that Keith Vegas is worse then The Minor Annoyance because at least T.M.A. is decent on the stick.

 

"Anyway, while we're here, I wanted to talk to you about something. I've been hearing some stuff around the locker room about some of the stuff you've been doing."

 

"Who! Who said that!" Keith nearly spit out a whole pizza slice as he burst into a commotion.

 

"They're liars I tell you. They're just jealous, that's all."

 

"Um...don't you want to hear what they had to say first?"

 

"No, they're full of s***. I'll talk to Nero first thing tomorrow and get this straightened out. I'll get those liars fired!"

 

This was definitely not going to plan. I finally just dropped all pretenses and got to the matter as quickly as possible before things went completely out of control.

 

"Listen, everyone's pissed off at your behavior. You show up late, you're pulling stupid pranks and we're getting sick of it."

 

Keith narrowed his eyes at me from across the table.

 

"Listen, I've read Rip Chord's book. I know how this works. You have to act like a star before people will treat you like a star. Chapter 8, Page 225. Rip was working for TWL and started showing up late because he was hung over from last night's party. Do you know what they did? They put two title belts on him during that time period."

 

Before I could respond, Keith stood up and gave me the full verbal tirade.

 

"CHAPTER 10, PAGE 311: GCG! Rip Chord puts itching powder in Yoshifusa Maeda's athletic supporter. The very next day he picks up the GCG World Heavyweight Belt. This is how you become a star in wrestling. By acting like one."

 

With a final flurry, Keith finishes the last bite of his pizza and storms out of the restaurant. I didn't even respond, so shocked about what I'd heard. Keith was acting like an a**hole because he thought that's what made people give Rip Chord the star push?

 

At first I felt sorry for the confused lad, that is until I realized he had just stuck me with his bill. I didn't even bother eating, I was too busy thinking about how hard it was going to be to earn this title push.

 

I almost didn't bother opening up the email I got from Nero later that day with the next show's card on it.

 

 

Dark Match:

Jerry Martin vs. Ted "Bum" Brady

 

Main Show:

Kentucky Bill vs. Zeus Maximillion

Jerry Martin vs. Lion Heart vs. Marshall Dillon - Tornado mach

Bear Bekowski vs. Ted "Bum" Brady

Kentucky Bill vs. The Heartbreakers

The Deadly Sins vs. House Mix for RIPW Tag Team Championship Title

Brendan Idol vs. Cheetah Boy vs. Mr. Electricity for title shot

Warlord Power vs. ????? for RIPW CHampionship Title

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Dark Match:

Jerry Martin vs. Ted "Bum" Brady

 

Main Show:

Kentucky Bill vs. Zeus Maximillion

Jerry Martin vs. Lion Heart vs. Marshall Dillon - Tornado mach

Bear Bekowski vs. Ted "Bum" Brady

Kentucky Bill vs. The Heartbreakers

The Deadly Sins vs. House Mix for RIPW Tag Team Championship Title

Brendan Idol vs. Cheetah Boy vs. Mr. Electricity for title shot

Warlord Power vs. ????? for RIPW CHampionship Title

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OOC: Seriously, look it up. Bear Bekowski's got a D+ stamina and C- athleticism Keith Vegas is E+ and E respectively. In fact, one could make the argument that Keith Vegas is worse then The Minor Annoyance because at least T.M.A. is decent on the stick.

 

Plus The Minor Annoyance is a good guy to have backstage as well.

 

Jerry Martin vs. Ted "Bum" Brady

 

Main Show:

Kentucky Bill vs. Zeus Maximillion

Jerry Martin vs. Lion Heart vs. Marshall Dillon - Tornado mach

Bear Bekowski vs. Ted "Bum" Brady

Kentucky Bill vs. The Heartbreakers

The Deadly Sins vs. House Mix for RIPW Tag Team Championship Title

Brendan Idol vs. Cheetah Boy vs. Mr. Electricity for title shot

Warlord Power vs. ????? for RIPW CHampionship Title

 

What's with all the double duty and the old guys?

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Jerry Martin vs. Ted "Bum" Brady

 

Nothing says jobber like someone with a Bum gimmick, I should know

 

Main Show:

Kentucky Bill vs. Zeus Maximillion

 

Maximillion one the last one between these two, I see him winning this round too

 

Jerry Martin vs. Lion Heart vs. Marshall Dillon - Tornado mach

 

Only good thing about this match....Hannah Potter at ringside.

 

Bear Bekowski vs. Ted "Bum" Brady

 

The Bums obviously on double job duty, shame for him its PPA for the show, not PPA every time he gets his sorry ass beaten into the canvas by some equally talentless no hoper.

 

Kentucky Bill vs. The Heartbreakers

 

Bill's pulling double duty, and one of them's a handicap match. Actually kind of feel sorry for the guy.

 

The Deadly Sins vs. House Mix for RIPW Tag Team Championship Title

 

How in the hell did House Mix earn a title shot, mind you with a talent pool this deep (as in non existant) it doesn't take much.

 

Brendan Idol vs. Cheetah Boy vs. Mr. Electricity for title shot

 

I'm sticking with my guns of never betting on Cheetah Boy, no doubt it'll come back to bite me.

 

Warlord Power vs. ????? for RIPW CHampionship Title

 

May as well keep this belt on Power for the forseeable future, until you can actually bring in some people with talent/overness.

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RIPW St. Pattys Punchout 2008

Friday, Week 2 March 2008

 

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Dark Matches / DVD Extras

 

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Jerry Martin is walking around erratically outside, mumbling to himself and kicking garbage bags, sending old beer cans and rotten potato skins flying.

 

 

"Where is he? They said he'd be here but he's not here..." he mumbles to himself, over and over again, kicking again and again.

 

Jerry finally kicks something other then garbage, and with a grin, he dives into the trash, finally emerging and pulling a form out from between a pair of dumpsters.

 

"Ah, you're here, right where they said you'd be."

 

"...uh...what man? Look, I wuz just trying ta sleep..."

 

Jerry responds with a headbutt and the two start battling it out backstage.

 

Jerry Martin is walking around outside and bumps into Ted Brady. Jerry Martin starts attacking Ted Brady in an impromptu "hardcore" match.

Rating: E+

 

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Jerry Martin vs. Ted "The Bum" Brady

 

Jerry and Ted duke it out back and forth, Ted showing surprising skill and agility for being a vagrant found in the dumpster outside. Jerry is enjoying every minute of it, whether he's smashing Ted against a trash can or when Ted's slamming a dumpster lid on his head. Whether on offense or getting his butt kicked, Jerry is having a wonderful time. Ted, meanwhile, just wants to get away from the psycho, but every time he tries to escape, Jerry just drags him back for more. Finally, Jerry ducks a wild haymaker from Ted and decks him with a Discus punch. Ted falls into the trash and lies motionless. Jerry's smile fades a little, but he suddenly starts bashing his head against the wall, screaming for the voices to stop.

 

Jerry Martin defeated Ted Brady in 7:34 by pinfall with a Discus Punch.

Rating: F+

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The camera follows Jerry as he storms back inside, screaming at himself for the voices to stop. Finally he grabs a chair and starts bashing his head over and over again, pausing only to wipe away the blood the erupts from his bruised and busted skull.

 

"IT CAN'T BE OVER YET! IT MUST KEEP GOING!" He screams, loud enough that the audience sitting in the main area can hear the commotion. He starts smashing all sorts of random objects around, bashing his head into a door, throwing himself through a table. Finally a mess of personnel tackle him and calm him down, ending his impromptu "hardcore fight" with himself.

 

Jerry Martin is shown backstage walking down a corridor. He seems to start having an argument with himself, before grabbing a nearby chair and hitting himself in the head. As officials and backstage personnel scatter, he starts having a wild hardcore brawl with himself.

Rating: E

 

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Main Show

 

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The show opens with Zeus Maximillion entering the ring, dressed in his slick suit and talking on a Bluetooth headset.

 

"Ah, I see now that everyone is assembled. That is good. My employer has asked me too..."

 

Zeus' thick Greek accent dies as Baby Elephant Walk flares up on the speakers and Kentucky Bill charging into the ring.

 

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"So, you've got your employer on the phone? Great! I want him to hear you scream until you return my tag partner right away."

 

Zeus pauses, listening to his headset.

 

"Ah, you are here as well. That is...not so good. My employer wishes to...”

 

Kentucky Bill interrupts him by grabbing the Bluetooth headset and shouting into it.

 

"YOU BRING LASSANA BACK IN ONE PIECE OF I'LL BREAK EVERY BONE IN THIS MAN'S BODY!"

 

Zeus, not taking too kindly to the threats responds by headbutting Kentucky Bill, and the two start battling it out, the Bluetooth headset knocked to the side where it is pocketed by the ref.

 

Zeus has tremendous skill, but Kentucky is driven by an unearthly force. Bill is taking every opportunity he can to knock Zeus down and lock on a submission hold. Although he sticks to simple arm and leg locks, Zeus, normally a submission master, is unable to counter back, and Bill stretches Zeus across the mat. Finally, after locking in a figure-4 leg lock in the center of the ring, Bill forces Zeus to tap out. The ref signals the bell, but Bill doesn't let up. He motions to the ref who hands him the Bluetooth.

 

"Listen to your hired goon scream. That's what I'll do to you if Lassana isn't back by the end of the night."

 

With disgust Bill tosses the Bluetooth aside and releases Zeus' legs. Bill storms out backstage while Zeus needs to be helped out due to the damage to his legs.

 

Kentucky Bill defeated Zeus Maxmillion in 9:38 by submission.

Rating: E

 

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Jerry Martin vs. Lion Heart w/ Hannah Potter vs. Marshall Dillon in a hardcore match

 

A wild mess. Lion Heart and Marshall Dillon get into a fight over Hannah's honor while Jerry laughs with glee as he smashes everybody over with 2x4's. After he knocks out both of his opponents, Jerry turns his sights on the ref, knocking him out too. Hannah wisely hides behind the announcer booth as Jerry goes to town on anybody that moves in the ring. When the ref finally comes too he signals for a match stoppage. He can't decide who wins, just that Jerry Martin definitely lost due to the blatant ref attack.

 

Lion Heart drew with Jerry Martin and Marshall Dillon in 5:31 when the referee lost control and stopped the match.

Rating: F+

 

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After the match is cleared up from the broken boards and broken bodies from the last match, Bear Bekowski lumbers into the ring.

 

"Ya know what pisses me off? All those punks who're saying that Bear Bekowski is a big softy. Well I'll show you. I found this guy outside and I'm gonna thump him good to show all of you what'll happen if you say anything like that again. Bear Bekowski isn't a fat lump, he's a lean, mean, pain machine. To prove it, I'm gonna beat this man from pillar to post in a strap match."

 

He briefly goes backstage before dragging out Ted Brady, still dressed in rags and slightly bloody from his earlier match with Jerry. The crowd starts to boo, whether it's from heel heat or outrage that a reasonably popular indy worker has been reduced to jobbing like a bum is unknown.

 

Bear Bekowski announces that he has decided to give some local talent a chance to shine tonight, and he brings out Ted Brady for a singles match.

Rating: F+

 

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Bear Bekowski vs. Bum Brady

 

The ref has to call in extra officials to get Ted Brady to stay in the ring long enough for him to be strapped to the towering form of Bear Bekowski. As soon as the officials let go, Ted tries to book it out of the ring, but his charge stops short as the strap reaches its limit in length and Ted's flight does nothing to move his man mountain opponent. Bear pulls his strapped arm back with such force he nearly pulls Ted out of his rag boots and into a huge clothesline. Over the next couple of minutes, the two play cat and mouse, as Ted tries to flee Bear, but the strap makes that next to impossible and Bear displays his fearsome strength by using only one hand to throw Ted around the mat. Finally, Bear lands a sickeningly loud THUMP (right hook) to Ted's face and Ted collapses unconscious. Finally, Bear proceeds to calmly walk around the ring touching the four posts, dragging Ted's prone form behind him like a rag doll. The crowd boos the whole time, and again whether it's heel heat or their frustration in having to watch Bear wrestle is indeterminable.

 

Bear Bekowski defeated Ted Brady in 5:43 when Bear Bekowski was the first to touch all the corners.

Rating: F

 

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The jumbotron (which actually isn't that big, but it is fancy looking...) flares and the camera follows Mayhem Midden as he strolls around backstage..

 

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"I've been asked to do some kind of backstage interview or some s*** like that. Whatever. I'll just try and keep you and I entertained."

 

From down the hall heated female voices echo, and Mayhem perks up.

 

"Hmmm, a chick fight. That'll be better then anything else back here..."

 

He hurriedly strolls around the corner to find Hannah Potter and Emmy yelling at each other.

 

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"...you had no RIGHT entering our bikini contest. That was between me and Cat."

 

"I told you. They TOLD me to go."

 

"Yeah? More like you couldn't stand not being the center of attention you little whore."

 

"Hey, that's not very nice. You shouldn't say things like that to people."

 

"I'll say whatever the hell I want, WHORE!"

 

The camera pans over to Mayhem, who's clearly enjoying every minute. Mayhem interjects himself between the two women and does his best to calm things down.

 

"Ladies, ladies. There's no need to fight, especially not back here when there's paying customers out front. Now why don't you two settle this the same way we've settled every other diva fight... with another bikini contest."

 

Hannah looks puzzled by Mayhem's proclamation.

 

"But, that never solves anything. We always just go back to fighting as soon as it's done."

 

"Oh yeah? Well at least it keeps the rest of us entertained for awhile."

 

"Besides, everyone knows you're continual winning is just because you're sleeping with half the crowd."

 

"Hey, that's not nice..."

 

"I don't care. You and I are going to settle this tonight. And after I win, I bet your contract dries up like your pu...."

 

"Save it for ring, ladies, save it for the ring."

 

Emmy is backstage, arguing with Hannah Potter. It gets heated, and the shouting catches the attention of Mayhem Midden who is passing by. He walks in and decides to settle it by booking them to face each other in a bikini contest.

Rating: E+

 

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Back in the ring, Kentucky Bill hits the ring and signals for an early cut to his music.

 

"Zeus, where the hell are you! I warned you that you better return my partner or else there's going to be trouble..."

 

"Did you hear that, Raph? Billy boy is missing his "partner." What's wrong Billy, the bed too cold for you now without your man pal next to you?"

 

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The Heartbreakers come out from backstage, Justin speaking into the microphone as Emmy and Raphael laugh at Justin's joke. Justin hands the stick over to Raphael who keeps the joke rolling.

 

"So, Billy Boy, I gotta question but I'll put it in sports terms so you can understand. Were you the pitcher, or the catcher?"

 

Raphael and Justin practically collapse they're laughing so hard.

 

"Like you two should talk. I saw that video you two made. How's the gay bar these days?"

 

"Actually they serve really nice tacos..."

 

Before Raphael can finish Justin smacks him and grabs the microphone back.

 

"I don't know what the HELL you're talking about, but if you're the one that messed up our tape...well, your life partner isn't gonna be the only one missing from the roster."

 

Justin advances towards the ring, with Raphael and Emmy fanning out to the sides to surround the ring.

 

"You know, I bet it was you. I bet you were the one that switched our awesome video tape for that garbage video full of lies. That's something you used to do, right, play your little pranks, Billy Boy?"

 

"I don't know what you're talking about. Cheetah Boy was always the prankster..."

 

"Yeah right. I bet it was you. Well, we know what to do about thieves, don't we Raph."

 

For once, Raphael is on the same page as Justin and while Kentucky Bill was distracted looking at Justin, Raphael sneaks into the ring with a chair and smacks it over the back of Bill's head. Justin and Emmy enter the ring and all three put their boots (or stiletto heels) to Bill. Suddenly patriotic music blares over the speakers and the Heartbreakers pause in their assault.

 

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From backstage, Lassana Makutsi comes roaring down, brandishing a chair of his own. Lassana hits the ring at a full run, sliding in and the Heartbreakers suddenly decide they have somewhere else they'd rather be and quickly exit. Lassana makes sure they fully leave before assisting Kentucky Bill back to his feet.

 

Bill and Lassana give each other purely hetero man hugs (one hand shakes while the other slaps the other's back) and Bill grabs one of the discarded mics.

 

"Lassana, where've you been? What happened?"

 

"I was sitting peacefully and enjoying my supper when someone put a bag over my head and everything went dark. Then they hold me in a building and say they're going to ship me back to Kenya. But I escaped and became stranded in Washington D.C., and let me say whoa! What a city! I spent weeks there, learning everything there is to learn about my new home. I visit Smithsonians and memorials and now I am very proud to be an American!"

 

"So wait, you've been free this whole time? Why didn't you call me and let me know where you were? I thought you were still being held captive these past couple of months."

 

"Sorry...no cell phone."

 

"But...you could've...ah, whatever. I'm just happy you're back. So, you still want to be my tag team partner?"

 

"But of course. Your baseball is a backbone of America. Your dancing to the walk of the young elephant is as important as the "Star Spangled Banner."

 

"I wouldn't go that far...but what should we call ourselves?"

 

"Well, you are a baseball fan and I am an immigrant looking to achieve his dreams here. Don't you see, our name has been predetermined."

 

"What do you mean?"

 

"We are the American Spirit."

 

"Yeah, that does have a nice ring to it. Now let's put that name to good use. Come on out, Heartbreakers! Time for your next tag team match."

 

Kentucky Bill is in the ring giving an interview. Justin Sensitive and Raphael come out and enter the ring. After some back-and-forth insults, they attack, laying Kentucky Bill out two-on-one. Lassana Makutsi comes out from the back, hits the ring, and cleans house, saving Kentucky Bill.

Rating: E-

 

Lassana debuts his new patriot gimmick, it is successful and gets a B+ rating

 

 

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American Spirit vs. The Heartbreakers

 

Despite their protests, the officials get the match set up and the Heartbreakers come back out to settle the score with the newly dubbed American Spirit.

 

As expected, the two re-united faces lay waste to the arrogant heels, beating them down with both skill and surprisingly fluid teamwork. After Kentucky Bill knocks Justin off the apron with a running elbow, the two faces set up their "impromptu" finisher. Lassana propels Raphael into the ropes, lifting him off the rebound for a flapjack. Kentucky Bill, running the ropes perpendicular to this, jumps and hits a neckbreaker on Raphael's descent. Rob Miskovsky dubs the move an "All-American Assault" while even Mayhem Midden has to give acknowledgement to the duos crisp teamwork.

 

American Spirit defeated The Heartbreakers in 7:37 when Lassana Makutsi defeated Raphael by pinfall with an All-American Assault.

Rating: F+

 

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Pumped after their recent win, the duo storm backstage with a camera man in hot pursuit. The two march right up to Professor Nero's office, kicking the door open and storming in, much to the surprise of Nero who's in the middle of eating some take-out Chinese food.

 

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"Umm...can Ah help you?" A noodle tumbles from his chopsticks and onto some papers he has scattered on the table. He scowls but doesn't break eye contact from Bill and Lassana.

 

"We want a shot at the tag titles next show."

 

Again, Nero scowls but with Lassana and Bill's physical presence, and more notably the absence of the rest of the Deadly Sins for protection, Nero is forced to consider their words.

 

"But, you already had a title shot... y'all lost..."

 

"Only because you had your sin cult goons beat us up during the match and then kidnap me. Now we are new, we are American Spirit and the American Spirit deserves a shot at the championship of tag teams."

 

Again Nero scowls, but his frustrated frown twists and contorts into an evil grin.

 

"You're right, you do deserve a title shot...once ya earned it."

 

Both Lassana and Bill take a step back in surprise, confused by Nero's sudden turn about.

 

"Ya see, like ya just said, you two're new. Brand new. And like any new tag team you've got ta beat every othah tag team in ordah ta be considered tha top contendahs."

 

Lassana and Bill are furious, but Nero has technicality on his side and laughs off their threats.

 

"Sorry boys, but rules are rules. Why, if we didn't have rules like these, why, things'd just be anarchy now wouldn't they. I'll see y'all again once you've beaten The Heartbreakahs and House Mix. And any other tag teams that just happen to pop up between now and then. Now, if ya'll don't mind I'm tryin' ta enjoy my dinnah."

 

"But we just beat the Heartbreakers..."

 

"Did ya? Well, I'll just have ta go back and check ta make sure that fight was official. Make sure all the papahwork was filed propahly. Now, if'n ya don't leave, I'll be forced ta call securitah..."

 

Frustrated but lacking an other options Lassana and Kentucky Bill vacate the office. Nero's smile fades and he glares at the two as they leave. The cameraman lingers a bit though, catching a little bit more from Nero.

 

"Now those two, those two could be trouble..." Nero shoves aside his barely touched dinner and picks up a phone. Glancing back up and seeing the door still open and the cameraman still there, he scowls and gets up, slamming the office door in the cameraman's face.

 

 

American Spirit are backstage with Professor Nero. They ask to be given a chance to wrestle The Deadly Sins in a tag team match for the titles. Nero rejects the request, saying they have to earn the title shot, causing them to storm off.

Rating: E+

 

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Rob and Mayhem are discussing the ramifications of Nero's veiled threats and the impact the new American Spirit team might have on the tag division when Professor Nero heads to the ring as fast as his cane allows him.

 

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"Well, it's time once again for anothah tag team title match. An' there is really only one team in tha whole division that has shown me they have what it takes...(snicker)... ta be true champions."

 

Nero's mood seems to have improved since making a few calls.

 

"So, without further ado, come on out House Mix and fight for tha title."

 

House Mix's techno song plays on the speakers but the ramp remains empty. After a few awkward seconds, DJ Inferno and Johnny Vegas are practically shoved out half dressed by Cat, whose hair is clearly not made up.

 

 

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DJ grabs a microphone as he finishes putting on his headphones and vest.

 

"Uh, thanks Doc."

 

"Professor!"

 

"Uh...Professor. But when we'd earn that? I thought we were off tonight."

 

"What are you talkin' about? Of course you've earned a shot at tha gold."

 

Before DJ can respond, Cat grabs the mic from him.

 

"Of course we'll accept the privilege."

 

DJ and Johnny finish getting ready while Cat tries to comb down her hair. From their stretches it's obvious that House Mix was completely unready for a match tonight.

 

Professor Nero that the Deadly Sins will be defending their titles against House Mix.

Rating: E-

 

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The Deadly Sins vs. House Mix

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John Greed and Atlas are laughing when they come down, and even allow House Mix to finish stretching while they strut and pose with their belts in the ring.

 

The actual match is brutally short. After just a few minutes of getting brutalized in the ring, DJ hops out to fire up the turntables, only to realize in horror that in their rush, they forgot the cart. As Atlas pummels the defenseless Johnny Vegas down to the mat in the ring, Greed sneaks around on the outside, coming up behind DJ and punting him square between the legs. With DJ down for the count, Atlas tags in Greed and the two set up Judgment, burying Johnny into the mat before picking up the pin.

 

The Deadly Sins defeated House Mix in 5:46 when John Greed defeated Johnny Vegas by pinfall with a Judgment. The Deadly Sins make defence number 3 of their RIPW Tag Team Championship titles.

Rating: F+

 

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As Cat helps DJ and Johnny to the back, John Greed stays in the ring, showing off with the gold title belt around his waist. Atlas poses as well, flexing his mighty muscles as Greed picks up a microphone.

 

"So, word on the grapevine is that there's somebody out there who's looking for a taste of the action. We, the Deadly Sins are in firm control of the tag team belts for what is it now, 8 months? And with our hired help in control of the Championship title, that makes us THE dominate force in RIPW. So, you want a piece of the action? You want a taste of success? Well, sources close at hand tell me that Warlord Power's contract is expiring soon. He did what he was brought in to do but now we're looking for a longer term champion. So come on out, Mr. Electricity."

 

As the Electric Slide plays over the audio, Mr. Electricity comes out with an uncharacteristically determined look on his face.

 

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"If you can guarantee me the title belt. If I am champion by the end of the day, I'll do it. I'll join you guys. Being on my own hasn't gotten me anywhere, and being alone here means my bed is alone at home. So if I have to get in bed with you to get in bed with the ladies, so be it."

 

Greed just smiles as Mr. Electricity heads backstage.

 

"Then, Professor Nero has asked me to announce that there will be a 3-way Tornado match to determine who will be the #1 contender."

 

John Greed is in the ring, along with Mr. Electricity. John Greed offers Mr. Electricity an entrance into his stable, an offer that Mr. Electricity quickly accepts.

Rating: E

 

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Brendan Idol and Cheetah Boy shake hands before the fight. Cheetah Boy once again pulls the "too slow" shtick on Brendan, but Brendan doesn't seem to mind. Mr. Electricity doesn't even bother dancing down to the ring like he normally does, he just charges straight in and levels both faces with a double clothesline.

 

The bell rings and all three wrestlers leap into action. The three cruiserweights put on a fluid, fast paced bout full of flips, runs, and dives. Cheetah lives up to his name by being lightning face, pouncing around the ring like an animal and practically leaping onto the turnbuckles for his crazy aerial spots. Mr. Electricity uses his strength advantage to toss the other two and brutally beat them down, while Brendan uses his solid aerial offensive and "never-say-die" attitude to keep the pressure up on his opponents.

 

After nearly 10 minutes, all three have beaten each other senseless with nobody coming out on top. Cheetah Boy climbs the turnbuckle again, but Mr. Electricity shoves him out of the ring. Suddenly, charging down the ramp is Atlas. He picks up Cheetah Boy and delivers a Kronus Bomb (chokeslam bomb) to Cheetah Boy. Cheetah Boy is down for the count and Atlas rolls him into the ring before heading back up the entrance ramp. With Cheetah Boy out of commission, it becomes a singles match between Brendan and Mr. Electricity. Mr. E. goes for a wild swing which Brendan ducks and then hits a neckbreaker on Mr. E. Brendan starts setting up for the Idolizer, but Professor Nero appears ring side, sticking his cane out and hooking Brendan's feet, tripping him. The ref, too busy checking on Cheetah Boy to see if he's still conscious, doesn't see it!

 

Brendan stumbles into the turnbuckle, bashing his head and shoulder against the metal. He collapses, holding his head in pain as Mr. Electricity slowly recovers. The crowd is chanting for Brendan to get back up, especially a small group of girls in the front row wearing matching Brendan Idol t-shirts, but Mr. Electricity recovers, stands up Brendan and levels him with a Cal-Cutter. The ref hits the mat once...twice....three times! Mr. Electricity has won the match due to the Cult of Sin's intervention.

 

Mr. Electricity defeated Brendan Idol and Cheetah Boy in 11:50. During the match we also saw Atlas run in and attack Cheetah Boy, and Professor Nero also attack Brendan Idol.

Rating: E+

 

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Mayhem Midden eagerly heads towards the ring, it is finally time for another diva bikini contest. Cat Jameson goes up first to a moderate crowd reaction. Then out comes Emmy, revealing an incredibly small string bikini. Between the g-string bottom and the barely there top, she leaves practically nothing to the imagination, and the crowd responds to her revealing swimsuit, hooting and hollering like a bunch of dogs.

 

Finally, Hannah Potter comes out in a simple and somewhat modest bikini, and the fans go wild. No matter how much skin Cat or Emmy reveal, it just can't compare to Hannah's radiant beauty and perfect body. In fact, by keeping it modest Hannah riles up the crowd even more, as she leaves plenty for the overactive imaginations of the male audience to fill in. Hannah once again wins in a landslide, and both Emmy and Cat are furious.

 

Mayhem crowns Hannah Potter as the winner, and from the look on his face, he feels like a winner as well.

 

Mayhem Midden is in the ring with Hannah Potter, Emmy and Cat Jemson. He leads them through a standard bikini contest - taking turns to wow the audience - before letting the crowd decide who wins. Hannah Potter is announced as the winner, which both Emmy and Cat Jemson look very unhappy about.

Rating: C

 

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Mr. Electricity heads down to the ring, confident and relaxed after a nice rest after the last match. Warlord Power comes down with the belt, accompanied by Professor Nero.

 

"Well, ah reckon it's time ta live up ta my end of tha bargain. Wahlord Powah, will ya kindly give Mr. Electricity the belt he deserves."

 

Warlord Power looks surprised at Nero's request, and even takes a step away from his supposed manager.

 

"Hell no. I earned this belt by bashing Nuke-boy's face against a cage. I earn double pay with this around my waist. There's no way in hell I'm just giving this over."

 

Professor Nero once again scowls in rage.

 

"AH SAID, TURN OVAH THAT BELT!"

 

"And I said 'hell no.'"

 

"Fine, yah know what? Yer done, finished, outta here. You were brought in ta do a job, ya did it, now its time fer you to leave."

 

"Fine, I'm not working for you. But I still have this belt and you can't fire a champion."

 

"Grrrrrrr. Fine, but Ah swear, if'n you don't win this here match, you are fiahd. Ya hear me? F-I-R-AH-D."

 

"Fine, guess I won't lose then." Power then drops the mic and heads into the ring.

 

Mr. Electricity doesn't look too thrilled though.

 

"You said that belt was as good as mine. You didn't say I had to beat him for it!"

 

"Well, things haven't gone accordin' ta plan, now have they. Now go in that ring, whup his ass, and get my belt back!"

 

Professor Nero is in the ring with Warlord Power. He says that he is booking Warlord Power to face Mr. Electricity in a singles match, and if he doesn't win the match, he is fired.

Rating: E+

 

 

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Mr. Electricity spends most of the first minute trying to keep out of Warlord Power's huge grasp. Warlord Power has to outweigh Mr. E. by at least 100lbs, and he absolutely towers over the smaller man. Finally, the two lock up and surprisingly enough, Warlord Power doesn't completely overpower his opponent. Every muscle on Mr. E's body flexes as he goes toe to toe with the larger Warlord. Warlord Power is surprised any man so small can resist his might, and Mr. E is able to seize that momentary confusion to his advantage, stomping on Warlord Power's toe and then hitting a snap DDT on Power as he bends over to clutch his foot.

 

The two battle back and forth for a good 15 minutes, both having their time in offense and defense. The crowd slowly starts rallying behind Warlord Power as he appears to have fully turned away from the Cult of Sin and actually wrestles by the rules. Mr. E, however, has fully embraced his heelish side and every time the ref is distracted, Mr. E hits a low blow or an eye rake or using the ropes for leverage on a pin.

 

Warlord Power, however, needs only to rely on his awesome power to get him through the match. He slams Mr. E repeatedly hitting side slams, press slams, and even a pumphandle slam which Mr. E almost got pinned on if Professor Nero hadn't draped one of his legs onto the ropes.

 

Power clearly is getting frustrated by the constant interference of Professor Nero, and finally after Nero trips him with the cane, Warlord Power storms out of the ring, heading straight for Nero. Nero hobbles away as fast as his cane allows, but Warlord Power quickly catches up. Finally, Nero ditches the cane and runs full speed outta there. Warlord Power, pauses, surprised by Nero's sudden unexpected burst of speed and magical "recovery" from his leg injury. Mr. Electricity sneaks out of the ring and charges Power from behind and the two tumble into the crowd, duking it out back and forth. The ref has no choice but to signal for a double count out as the two men continue battling it out into the back hallways.

 

Mr. Electricity drew with Warlord Power in 18:10 following a double count out.

Rating: D-

 

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Overall: E+

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Quite a few twists this time around, I know. If you have any questions, I'm more then happy to share the reasoning behind my booking decisions.

 

Prediction Results:

Hyde Hill: 5/8

Sean Thomas Jolly: 4/8

Tigerkinney: 4/8

 

Overall:

Hyde Hill: 20/28

Tigerkinney: 18/28

mad5226: 6/6

hrdcoresidebrns: 5/6

maskedpropaganda: 5/6

Sean Thomas Jolly: 4/8

Mr Electricity: 4/6

MaxxHexx: 4/6

1PWfan: 3/6

Marcel Fromage: 3/6

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Praguerpride, I was wondering... can I use some of your material from this diary later on, especially Dante?

 

Can't say I'm opposed to it, just curious where you're going with this...

 

Feel free to PM me if you'd rather not let your secrets out of the bag too soon.

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Chapter 1

Preparing the Kindling Part IV

 

Monday, Week 3

March 2008

 

"Hey Lisa, is my uncle busy?"

 

"Yeah, he's on the phone. If you'll have a seat I'll send you in when he's done."

 

"Thanks."

 

The waiting room was small but stylishly decorated. Black leather chairs, glass tables with wrestling news magazines, including Supreme Monthly, SWF's own publication.

 

The chair was comfortable, but the silence wasn't. The magazines were several months old and contained even older news. As fun as staring at Lisa's "hunt & peck" typing was, I grew a bit restless.

 

"So, what're you up to these days, Lisa?"

 

"Well I..."

 

Shouting from the other side of Nero's office door startled her, and we both fell silent as we eavesdropped in on his conversation.

 

"...no, you said I couldn't HIRE anybody. These guys are on loan...No, of course I haven't offered any new contracts..."

 

I crossed the room closer to Lisa so we could talk covertly.

 

"So, who's the old man talking to?"

 

"Richard Eisen, I think. The calls from SWF HQ, but it might be their legal department..."

 

"...what the hell do you expect me to do? I don't have anyone with experience...No, you gave me a roster full of children and told me to develop them, and I NEED EXPERIENCED WORKERS to do that..."

 

"Do they always fight like this?"

 

Lisa nodded.

 

"Yeah, Professor and Mr. Eisen really go at it sometimes."

 

"I wondered about that. It doesn't seem like Eisen has a lot of respect for Nero."

 

She shrugged and we both fell silent, straining to listen to any more from next door, but Nero had apparently calmed down enough to lower his voice.

 

With the seconds growing into minutes, my eyes wandered over to Lisa's computer to see what she had been up to. I noticed she had a band website up in the background of the report she was typing, and to my surprise I recognized the band.

 

"Hey, that's a great band."

 

"What? Oh, that. Don't tell the Professor, I don't want him thinking I'm not doing my job. I was just checking out their website because they're touring here next month. Some friends and I are going to get tickets as soon as they come out."

 

"That's pretty cool. I've never seen them live before."

 

"Really? You should come, they're shows are awesome."

 

"Well, I... I don't know. It's pretty tempting but I've got school and work to consider..."

 

"Oh... ok."

 

She and I continued discussing our favorite songs and didn't even notice that Nero's phone line went dark and we both were startled when Nero's door burst open, and the old man had a fearsome look in his eye.

 

"You know what, I think I'll just come back later..."

 

"What did you want, Dante?"

 

Nero only called me by my name when he was upset, so my heart sank a bit and I prepared myself for rejection before I even started.

 

"Well, Spring Break's coming up and I was hoping I could take a break so I could go..."

 

"Break? Break!? I just fought tooth and nail so that you finally don't have to be kicked in the nuts next show and you want to take a break!?"

 

"...I take it that's a 'no'"

 

"You're damn right that's a 'no'. We've got storylines to progress and we both know Keith isn't worth a damn in the ring without you there."

 

"...alright."

 

"April's show is already being pushed back 2 weeks thanks to Eisen, so this upcoming show is important as it's the last one for a whole month!"

 

"Understood."

 

I tried not to let it show, but I couldn't help but resent his decision. I knew I was getting "special treatment" because I was his nephew, but unfortunately for me, that meant he was twice as hard on me as the next guy. I already got an earful when he found out I hadn't gotten Keith in line, and even though the upcoming show was just an hour long "B-show" and I was little more then a comedy act, Nero was keeping me on a strict schedule.

 

It sucked having to call up my friends and bailing out on the Miami road trip, but I had a job and a responsibility. I had to do what I had to do...

 

The next day when Nero sent me the upcoming card, I didn't even both replying back with my thoughts on it. Heck, I didn't even open it up. I didn't really care at that point, I was just too pissed

 

 

Bear Bekowski vs. "Newsie" Warren Technique

The Deadly Sins vs. Lion Heart & Bum Brady for RIPW Tag Team Championship

American Spirit vs. House Mix

Mr. Electricity vs. Brendan Idol vs. Cheetah Boy

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Bear Bekowski vs. "Newsie" Warren Technique

 

Big untalented lump > perennial jobber

 

The Deadly Sins vs. Lion Heart & Bum Brady for RIPW Tag Team Championship

 

Who cares about what's going on in the ring when Hannah Potter's at ringside.

 

American Spirit vs. House Mix

 

American Spirit will beat ALL the other Tag Teams until Nero (who I;m really starting to hate) is left with no choice but to give them a Tag Title shot...then again he seems so corrupt that even if they did jump through all his hoops the still wouldn't get the title shot

 

Mr. Electricity vs. Brendan Idol vs. Cheetah Boy

 

Idol steal the win, Electricity who has practically been promised the earth by Nero, leaves the ring extremely frustrated.

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