SWF: Now with added chunks

tristram · June 18, 2010

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The wrestling world will be aghast. For in seventeen minutes time, Supreme Wrestling Federation present to us, live from the key wrestling hot bed of Memphis, Tennessee, SWF Christmas Clash airs around the globe on Pay-Per-View. Many of us have praised Richard Eisen and the SWF team for the build up to the match between the current SWF World Heavyweight Champion Eric Eisen, and the arch nemesis of his corporate stable the Corporate Supremacists, Jack Bruce. Many were predicting that the Supremacist himself would drop the belt to Bruce, continuing on a feud that would rage throughout the North American winter.

But we can report exclusively, thanks to an inside source in the know, that tonight something truly outrageous is about to happen. How sure are we of this? Remember, this is the same source that correctly told us the night that Angry Gilmore and Enforcer Roberts would finally begin teaming together, and also the night that Big Cat Brandon James would finally take the North American Championship off Lobster Warrior. We can confirm that so many of our gossip lines on this website have been spoon fed to us by one employee of the Supreme Wrestling Federation, and tonight, even we dropped our jaws when he advised what was going to happen. Infact, we sat around for twenty minutes collectively shaking our heads in disbelief, and considered perhaps that our source was pulling a massive joke on us. But the veracity of his assertions makes us sit up and take notice. We also considered simply boycotting Supreme Wrestling Federation and focussing our stories on Total Championship Wrestling as a sign of our frustration at what is going down.

Should the following happen, remember where you heard it first. The plan is that tonight, Eric Eisen will NOT face Jack Bruce. And, he will not leave the home of Elvis Presley as the king of Supreme Wrestling Federation. We can reveal, in a true swerve of the most epic, and most deplorable nature, that the man we have also revealed to have been having an affair with the estranged daughter of Richard Eisen will take the World Heavyweight Championship, complete with a shocking babyface turn. The comments from our source is that several boys in the back are already complaining about the tactic, not only do they doubt the wrestlers about to headline as a top line babyface, but the word in the locker room is that they do not believe that this man is deserving of a main event run. Indeed, we are led to believe there may be a mounting movement going on as we release this article within the locker room, a split based on dissention that this particular athlete from tonight will be crowned the World Heavyweight Champion. We understand that the tension developing backstage as this gets uploaded is so frenetic it’d make your hair stand on end. And we can advise you that that man is…..

This is my first Cornellverse diary, and it is with a lot of trepidation that I dip my toe into the CV waters. It’ll be kind of weird not having random Kanyon Cutters of WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOs to fall back on!

So a bit of a background:

* The only major editing I have done comes much later in the storyline, and there will be a number of out of show posts to caveat how and why. And of course… the basic opening premise for the opening major storyline…

* I’m not playing sandbox mode, and yes I do slam my fists on the table when I can’t get some of the epically talented wrestlers out there who are a little bit more conservative but such is life! Most of the options are on (momentum, gimmick, perfect show theory etc). I have though turned off the repetitive penalty. I don’t intend to abuse it, and am keeping in mind the concept to guide me away from abusing it, but… yeah, there are a couple of times where its necessary for storyline development.

* I don’t really intend for the shows to be as in depth as they were in PTDOWCW. Firstly, it’s very hard to do, and secondly I’m sure after a while if not at first it is difficult to read.

* My stories are basic, but my intent is to try to build character layers and storyline layers not to add confusion but to add the scatter effect where hopefully, we have some interesting outcomes. In that tone, my additions to the roster I would describe more as subtle rather than intense, but there will be characters showing up from time to time to add something. By nature I am a competitive cat so anything I can do to beat good ole Tommy C … right?

* To start off while I was really learning the TEW10 program, I have stayed largely true to the formula that I perceive is the target show ratio that Richard Eisen wants. And also to start with, I have limited Supreme TV to 1.5 hours, although in year 2 that does increase to 2 hours. I kind of see SWF as an old school World Wrestling Federation, shortly before attitude. 70% is a massive match ratio but I try to stay true to that as much as I can within the confines of the stories I’m trying to develop.

* There are a number of folks I need to thank; particularly BigPapa42 who I have gone to on many occasions to seek booking assistance, and jhd1 who has been absolutely wicked in assisting me with some alts and the fancy banner you see above you. At times I am sure you will see styles and concepts from the likes of BP, keefmoon, nevermore, who I have used as my booking godfathers so to speak. Its not usually intentional, its just more taken the education I have from reading their diaries and it naturally drifting into my own style. Of course, I wouldn’t mind blatantly ripping BP off, as he is undoubtedly a TEW-Jedi master.

* The shows are booked out ahead of time, the reason for this is I find there may be 8 or 9 diaries that I’ll start before I settle on going ahead with one, and to so to keep my mind occupied with the vision ahead I push that vision ahead before time so to speak. Otherwise I reckon I’d waste your time with 2-3 show diaries. It does still IMO allow some fluctuation in terms of how a character is presented or layered as new ideas and concepts come to so feel free to give ideas, constructive criticisms, as you never know which original idea could be the belle to turn this baby into something readable!

* The style… It’s a little bit of grunge comedy I s’pose (ok… ok, it’s childish potty humour, who am I to kid?). I want to build some of the momentum of the storyline and the drama through my out of show posts, which gives me of course a lot more freedom than a show format might.

So, these were some of my diaries that I’ve done before…

WCW 1998 v1 - a very very short WCW 1998 diary that was ended due to the high quality results TEW05 produced for it
WCW 1993 - so I then asked for a challenge... and I got one (I did so well I got promptly fired!)
Death of WCW - this was probably my favourite dynasty that I did. This presented a very real challenge to try and keep my beloved Titanic of all wrestling promotions afloat, and even had a Chris Kanyon Kutter-push
Prequel to Death of WCW - This is the home of the Chris Jericho-Uber-Push

tristram · June 18, 2010

SWF Championship Lineage

SWF World Heavyweight Championship

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The Supreme Wrestling Federation World Heavyweight Championship dates back to July 1972, with Micky Starr being victorious and holding the title for six years before dropping to Corporal Doom who held it until 1980. The World Heavyweight Championship exhibits the world of professional wrestling's most coveted prize. It is the crem-de-la-crem, it is listed in the Supreme Wrestling Federation Balance Sheet for a six figure worth. The most crowned World Heavyweight Champion is 'The Living Legend' Christian Faith, Sam Strong and Sam Keith who have held the belt no less than four times. Micky Starr's legendary six year reign remains the longest reign.

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Current Champion: 'The Lone Wolf' Rich Money (1)

Lineage

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Runaway Train (3)

SWF North American Championship

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The North American Championship was first won in SWF by Nemesis, a man who is nowadays renowned not only for his extraordinary wrestling career, but for the legion of fans he has gained for his views on Richard Eisen and the promotion itself. Nemesis held aloft the title for six months before ending his reign with a loss to Black Hat Bailey. Enforcer Roberts, Black Hat Bailey and Lobster Warrior are all three time Champions.

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Current Champion: 'Big Cat' Brandon James (2)

SWF World Tag Team Championships

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This is the most coveted tag team championship in the world, and was first instituted into Supreme Wrestling Federation in 1999 when Warlord Agony and Warlord Pain won a worldwide invitational tournament to hold aloft the titles. Veterans Warlord Agony and Warlord Pain and youngsters the Biggz Boyz are the most crowned World Tag Team Champions with four reigns.

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Current Champions: Jack Geidroyc and Valiant (1)

Shows

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Show 1 - January, 2010 - In which the golden sickle ruined the pomp - Rated B

Show 2 - January 2010 - In which the locomotive's motives are questioned by the master of manipulation - Rated B

Show 3 - January 2010 - In which the ring is again the lord - Rated B+

Show 4 - January 2010 - In which there is an accidental yet feudal arousing lobster pinch B+

Show 5 - February 2010 - In which the Russian Bear continues to take advantage of other's misfortunes B+

Show 6 - February 2010 - In which the C.I.E operative takes force B

Show 7 - February 2010 - In which the Ungodly Warrior is manipulated into coercion B+

Show 8 - February 2010 - In which nothing worth getting is ever easy B+

Show 9 - March 2010 - In which the thought of justice does not inspire the thought of vengeance B+

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Show 1 - March 2010 - In which the new generation is born B+

Pay-Per-Views

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When Hell Freezes Over, January 2010, New York, New York - Buy Rate 3.86 - Attendance 30,000

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Nothing to Lose, February 2010 - Nevada State Armoury - Buy Rate 4.01 - Attendance 30,000

Strategic Reports

January 2010

February 2010

Sworn Enemies

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Name: Total Championship Wrestling

Owner: Tommy Cornell

Head Booker: Joey Bryant

Style: Tradition Updated

Prominent Talents: "Rough Justice" Tommy Cornell, "The Elation Sensation" Sammy Bach, Joey Minnesota, "RDJ" Ricky Dale Johnson, Rocky Golden, Sam Keith, Bryan Vessey, "The Complete Package" Brent Hill, Rick Law, Troy Tornado, Wolf Hawkins

Starting Prestige: B-

Size: National

Hiring Habits: Athletic wrestlers with a good understanding of psychology, selling and impressive agility. Giant Redwood need not apply here.

Description: Founded in 1996, Total Championship Wrestling (then known as HGC) was originally intended as an attempt to take on American's most dominant promotion, the SWF, in a head-to-head war by closely mimmicking their patented "sports entertainment" style and using big names like the legendary Sam Strong to draw in viewers. Although the company did manage to establish itself as a thorn in the SWF's side, it never really looked like taking over as the undisputed number one promotion.

In late 2004 the ownership of the company passed to a group of investors led by legendary wrestler Tommy Cornell; realising that fighting SWF at their own game was doomed to failure, he began the process of rebuilding TCW as a more traditional wrestling promotion, putting more emphasis on quality wrestling and athletic ability, in essence creating an "anti-SWF" with which to fight them.

Hank Cornwallis' assessment: "Outstanding technical based promotion who woods up over Tommy Cornell's unparalleled in ring excellence. Recently has struggled financially, but again, our regal arch nemesis Cornell jumped into financial bed to continue their legacy. Storylines tend to be simple, and the promotion possesses a number of exceptional youngsters such as Wolf Hawkins and Sammy Bach. Promotion is a bit tacky, it is understood that the gimmick that brought Ricky Dale Johnson to prominence was not the fact he had two first names like Ricky-Bobby, but even tackier the nickname was a run on play of the three initial effect which sprung John F Kennedy and Lyndon B Johnson to the United States Presidency. Much like Australia fell for Kevin Rudd in 2007 simply because Kevin 07 rhymed, the wrestling world began to love putting buttons on their breast noting "All the Way with RDJ."

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Name: United States Pro Wrestling

Owner: Sam Strong

Head Booker: Shane Sneer

Style: Family Friendly Nostalgia

Prominent Talents: Sam Strong, Alicia Strong, James "Liberty" Justice, Bruce the Giant, Enygma, Tyson Baine, Darryl Devine, The Force, Giant Redwood, Commissioner Doom

Starting Prestige: C

Size: National

Hiring Habits: Anyone above the age of 40 who can get around by walking crane but doesn't quite need the wheeled up mobility machine just yet. Anyone who believes in any outdated 19th century civil war customs and traditions. Wrestlers of the ilk of Giant Redwood are sought after commodities.

Description: Since its formation in 2001, United States Pro Wrestling has been one of America's fastest rising promotions, offering its fans a family-friendly product that is heavily based in 1980s wrestling nostalgia and unabashed patriotism.

In August 2006, its owner Danny Jillefski realised that he had taken the company as far as he could, and struck a business deal with his friend, the legendary Sam Strong. Strong became the new owner, and his reputation alone got the company its first TV deal, resulting in a lot of new fans. Since then the promotion has gone from strength to strength, with its new owner quickly proving himself to be a surprisingly good businessman.

Hank Cornwallis' assessment: "Things are much better in 2010 and it's high time USPW considered joining us there. Take our lady friends. Back in the 80s it was deemed better to be 'convenient' with .... appearance. Nowadays hedge maintenance is a valuable asset. It's just one example of how 2010 is better. You'd think a few of their talent, notably Giant Redwood, are stuck in 1864 defending Richmond.

Despite their appearance as being a promotion based on corny John Foggerty and Iggy Pop entrance music, it surprisingly has a little more to it. The rise of a crop of youngsters including James Justice, Alicia Strong and Darryl Devine has caught the eye. If these types of wrestlers can take the main portion of the matches and the 60s and overs turn off Classic Hits Saturday Night Jukebox occasionally to watch their old beaus trot out the same promos for the 43rd time, UPSW has a chance."

angeldelayette · June 18, 2010

You know that I will be sitting in the front row for this one. The godfather of WCW heads to the Cornellverse. I can't wait!

mad5226 · June 18, 2010

I can't wait for this Tri... to see what you can finally do with a C-Verse diary will be epic. And even though it goes without saying I'll say it anyway Push that fruity booty who dances and jives all while keeping his hair in perfect form! I expect to see Robbie Retro be the World champ in no less than 6 months =)

juggaloninjalee · June 18, 2010

Im pulling for USPW to challenge you! Haha REDWOOD IS GOD!!!

Bigpapa42 · June 18, 2010

Sweet! Been waiting for this, Tristram. And thanks for the nod, though I honestly have to say that I think you taught me just as much.

Pinke · June 18, 2010

A Kevin Rudd joke.

You, sir, are a champion amongst the human race.

tristram · June 18, 2010

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Location: Richard Eisen's office at the Pay-Per-View in Memphis, Tennessee

When: The night of Christmas Clash, 2009

Who:

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Richard Eisen aka the boss, Jerry Eisen aka the idiot son, Hank Cornwallis aka the man who is to sweet to be sour

State of Mind: Lost, borderline psychotic

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“What a great night,” Richard Eisen remarked as he sat behind his oak desk, lighting a Cuban cigar.

Thoughts ran through his head about all the great things that had happened in the Supreme Wrestling Federation. His baby. His pride and joy. It meant perhaps more to him than family.

“Rich, have you heard?” The familiar voice said as it opened the door into the Oval Office, the exclusive executive domain reserved for his father.

“Jerry, you know better, it’s … Dad, I wish you could see me now!” Richard said with a wide grin on his face, seemingly content and happy with what happened out there. “Did you see that crowd? They were eating out of the palm of my hand, Jer!”

The face of Jerry Eisen wasn’t so sure though. You could see his left eye brow raised, the crinkling lines around the corners of his eyes tired of the constant megalomaniac delusions of grandiose visions of surety of his father. Jerry had been out in that crowd, and he had heard the sound of a pin drop as it happened. While that sound was magnified by his own pessimistic mind, there was certainly a very noticeable drop in enthusiasm, perhaps even some disbelief. The dim-witted commentating son had none the less acquired a sense for reading a crowd, almost as perceptive as his father’s had once been but now was not due to his mind creating a mental mirage formed on the back of a feeling of seeming invincibility.

But Jerry, like the rest of the locker room had been concerned with the growth of Tommy Cornell’s TCW. Hell, they were strong enough now to house their very own wrestling legend Sam Keith. And now even Bruce the Giant and Enygma made their home in the USPW. Times were changing, and while Richard Eisen refused to believe it, this spelt trouble for SWF. The promotion built on larger than life names, huge hulking physical monsters, and extremely threadbare basic wrestling, held up by pivotal main stays of consistency like Christian Faith was slowly being eroded and the foundations felt as if they could come tumbling down at any time. Richard Eisen refused to believe it to the point that he thought he could do what he had always done, flick a switch and have the crowd eating out of the palm of his hand. It was a hook-and-bait scenario, let his enemies get into a state of comfort, and then shock the world with one swift flick of the pen and bring the dawning of a new era.

But when he flicked the pen for the dawning of this particular era, it was not something new and exciting. It was not met with the same pandemonium of fans rushing to the shelves to buy the Lost Symbol, it was met by a look of vein fake positivity as a reader opens a birthday present only to find it is Angels and Demons, a book he already has, has read, and filed in the discarded pile. This was different. And everyone knew it, except for Richard. He had allowed the apple of his eye to dictate terms and challenge the way Richard had always reinvented the wheel.

“Haven’t you heard? All the boys are talking about it, dad,” Jerry said with a tone of wet sadness in his voice.

“Of course I’ve heard, I’m sure they’re all down there shaking his hand,” Richard replied. “…. Aren’t they?”

“It… It’s not just that, dad,” Jerry repeated. “It’s not just the fact that he got the belt. Out in the crowd, I heard the fans talking about it…”

“Well of course they’re going to talk about it, this is wrasslin son, and we made an impact damn it!”

“No, dad… The fans, by the time it happened, there was a segment of … of…,” the words remained transfixed in his throat, almost unwilling to spew forth into the open oxygen that awaited them. “of… the crowd, that already knew. You see dad, a wrestling website leaked it to the world before we went on air tonight.”

The look of shock and disbelief went from one side of his bulging dome to the other. You could have rafted along the crevices of torturous rapids that framed his forehead. You see, while Richard Eisen revolutionised professional wrestling, even he took liberties with the growth of wrestling websites ripping SWF apart. And, yes, leaking stories that totally ruined their flow. In Richard’s mind, the very ‘fans’ who distributed this form of wrestling pornography, wrestling uncovered and uninhibited, did it at their own expense. Instead of allowing themselves to be shocked and awed like they once had, they now saw everything as a commercial fantasy that should be told online rather than on their screens. In Richard’s mind, this was all a travesty, but no travesty had come close to driving the pain as much as this moment.

“Even so, on this website thing-a-me-bob, how the hell could those fools out there know about it?”

“Well dad… these days you can transfer information from websites to your phone…”

“I bet you can, I bet you it was that loose lips Raylene…” he simmered.

“Who?”

“You know, you remember Raylene?” He said as he stared into space. “She was the operator… you remember when before you were born your ma and I, we used to go around with the Great Republic of Trieste Circus? You’d ring the operator to get connected and Raylene, that meddling Kentuckian would be telling you pork pies bigger than the hide on your mother.”

“Uhhh… Dad things are a bit more advanced now. But anyway Dad… we caught ‘em,” Jerry said with a slight flicker of a smile.

Richard stood up and slammed his fist into the oak table, his teeth gritted, and if you looked closely you could imagine the expulsion of steam through his ears. The man was ready to explode, his legacy was being torn apart by someone he didn’t know. He had his ideas, in his mind he thought that someone like Duane Fry was a close ally of a Sam Keith and would work from the inside to bring this empire down, which is why he had allowed his son to go into the commentary slot in the first place.

“Bring him in!” He exhorted. “NOW! NOW! NOW! NOW! NOW! NOW! NOW! DAMN IT I WANT HIM HERE NOW…”

“So that’s now, Dad?”

He just wanted to make sure. The look of I’ll rip your intestines through your teeth confirmed he wanted him in here now.

Jerry pushed open the door and beckoned with his index finger, as a young man, vaguely familiar, walked in the door, and stood, with his cowboy hat covering his mid drift almost laughingly covering his man hood as Richard Eisen stood in front of him like a rabid coyote reading to tear his man hood apart. The familiarity though was extremely vague. Vague like déjà vu, vague like driving in the back parts of Texas and not knowing if you were 100 miles from Austin or Dallas, vague like watching the Amazing Race and rooting for the Cowboys but not remembering which one was Jet and which one was Cord, but feeling familiar with the fact that it was Texas and that Cowboys were once again cool. For you see, standing in front of him was a man he knew he signed the pay cheques of, he knew he put food on his table, but for the love of God, he didn’t know WHY he did that and WHICH pay cheque and pay roll number this man belonged to.

Which payroll number is this subject? The thought rippled through Richard’s mind.

A quivering look of insecurity therefore shrouded his face, and eventually the slow son announced who he was.

“Dad, this is Mr Hanky Cornwallis…”

“Hank,” the rough Texan voice corrected.

“Hank Cornwallis. He’s… he’s our janitor.”

“OUR JANITOR! OUR JANITOR!” It was like watching Mt Vesuvius. This baby was exploding, and all that stood in it’s way was going to be ripped apart by lava and covered with graceless ash. Burn baby burn, Disco Inferno… ahem. “Explain yourself…! AT ONCE!”

“Sir?” Cornwallis replied.

“NOW!”

“You want me to explain why I have been leaking those stories?”

A slow, evil nod of the head ensured that this was indeed the case.

“You know Sir, there’s only three ways for a man like me to make money,” he replied. “May I sit down..?”

The blood red eyes of the seething Richard Eisen ensured Cornwallis that he could not.

“Firstly, as you know, I’m the janitor in this organisation. I can make … some… cash by cleaning chocolate avalanches and picking up lady sanitary pads, Sir. And that… well, Sir, do you know I saw something floating the other day that looked like your wife..?”

Jerry Eisen’s mouth widened and his teeth gritted, indicating to Cornwallis that this would not be a good tact.

“…Beautiful, though she may be, Rich, can I call you Rich?”

…

Clearly he could not.

“Sir, as beautiful as she is, everyone has a Johnny-drop-along that looks like ‘em. Why, just the other day I saw a peanut filled nugget that look like Jessica Love Hewitt. A couple of huge hulking lumps out the side of what would be her chest…”

“ENOUGH! What are the other two ways?” Richard interrupted.

“I was getting to that. The second way is the not so lucractive peanut trade.”

“Peanut?”

“Peanut, Sir. You see, I toyed with the idea of recycling the peanuts and… well, you know, the truth is they don’t always complete… well, digest.”

A look of disgust, loathing disgust almost bordering on the horrible sensation of vomiting crossed the face of the Eisen’s.

“And the third?” Richard asked, almost not intrigued.

“The third, to … give some information to some people who paid me some cash, y’all, ya know, I mean, I don’t have to tell you twice. I’m sure you’ve y’all chewed the fat long enough to know what y’all know.”

The red, beetroot red, flaming red, tortilla inspired red face of Richard Eisen looked blank for a second. Thoughts rolled through his mind.

Betrayal

Disbelief

Anger

E=mc2

Mmmmm… pornography.

Until finally, one more thought rolled into his head.

“Very creative,” Richard said, almost, encouragingly. “But… But now you’ve got to earn your keep.”

“You want me to go polish Johnny-drop-alongs off the porcelain, Sir?”

“No. Forget the …. What did you call them?”

“Johnny-drop-alongs, Sir? Ahh… floating frigates…uhhh…brown submarines, you know, like that song we all live in a brown submarine..…ahhh…”

“I get the picture!. Forget the Johnny-drop-alongs For now. You can do that later, but… if you’re such a know-all about professional wrestling, and if you’re so creative…”

The next few words flashed before Hank Cornwallis. Infact, his mind was so vanquished with the seemingly inevitably of what was coming that he phased out. His mind went a blank. He started hearing all kinds of noises. The traffic of New York City. Texan cows mooing wildly. Flushing toilets. The tooing of horns. Flushing toilets. The screaming ripping sound of men’s orifices exploding in frenzies causing smells that would make a bully goat puke. The sound of kids giggling at Disneyland. Flushing toilets. All the noises combined into one combustible cacophony of agony in his head, to the point where he missed the words…

“… I want YOU to book me a show, and get me out of the… Well, you know enough about it to know what I’m referring to…”

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PS: Yes, the image for Hank Cornwallis a Ben Williams alt, but when I saw it, it was a huge part of the inspiration of the character. It kind of... felt right for the character I'm going to portray.

tristram · June 18, 2010

Good luck with this Tristram, I followed your last WCW diary off and on (I say that because it was already so far in that I could never seem to catch full up) and I enjoyed it. So I know you will do a great job with this one as well.

Thanks BHK. I hope this one becomes a lot easier to follow, WCW in many ways was a bit convoluted even for me at times to keep up with.

You know that I will be sitting in the front row for this one. The godfather of WCW heads to the Cornellverse. I can't wait!

Kewl, I'm a poor university student so I'll be watching this at a frat party as I can't afford the price of a ticket

I can't wait for this Tri... to see what you can finally do with a C-Verse diary will be epic. And even though it goes without saying I'll say it anyway Push that fruity booty who dances and jives all while keeping his hair in perfect form! I expect to see Robbie Retro be the World champ in no less than 6 months =)

Ha! That thought about Robbie Retro revenge entered my mind many, many, many times. I have something cooked up for Robbie, when is the big variable though. Just keeping tuning in, same bat time, same bat channel, and hopefully the slicked disco crusader will make a relevant appearance!

Im pulling for USPW to challenge you! Haha REDWOOD IS GOD!!!

Ha! I wonder how Redwood has reacted to the news that now there's only one Golden Girl left? Truthfully though, some of the best ever shows come straight out of the 80s, I mean... Cheers! Come on, that show is inspirational (as y'all will see soon).

Sweet! Been waiting for this, Tristram. And thanks for the nod, though I honestly have to say that I think you taught me just as much.

Now now, that's an outright lie The amount of times I've gone back to your diary lately B and wondered how you did something with a character that I've drawn a blank on is amazing. You Sir are a walking talking messiah of TEW.

A Kevin Rudd joke.

You, sir, are a champion amongst the human race.

Wait till you hear my Johnny Howard routine!

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Thanks all for the support. I know the back story is a little... disgusting... and decrepid... but I sat there one day and thought, what is the most dopiest way for a avatar to take control of the book, and then I decided to run with it. You'll see that a lot in this diary... "What is the dopiest way to do something"... a-huh! To the TEW-mobile, it must be booked!

I beg you, please, please don't have me committed. Hear me out! Give me a chance..... don't put me in a straitjacket! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Astil · June 19, 2010

Well, you do like WCW so it's to be expected...

tristram · June 19, 2010

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The clouds are circling the New England area as SWF brings Supreme TV to the Mayor Street Arena. What will the fallout be from the stunning if not chaotic finish to Christmas Clash which crowned a new Supreme Wrestling Federation World Champion? And how does a team of Jungle Lord and Steve Frehley come to fruition? Find out, as a night of mystery turns into an avalanche of chaos and confusion.

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Gregory Black v Vengeance

Did you know: Gregory Black has a pet turtle known as Skull, which he named after his opponent due to the legacy Vengeance has left in this sport for the likes of Gregory Black to trail blaze off.

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Jungle Lord and "The Dark Destroyer" Steve Frehley v Frederique Antonio Garcia and "Aristocrat" Paul Huntingdon

Did you know: Steve Frehley defeated in his Supreme Wrestling Federation debut the incomparable Sam Keith.

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The Incredibles (American Machine and Captain Atomic) v Corporate Supremacy (Remo and John "Squeeky" McClean)

Did you know: Captain Atomic has a cousin named Bob Parr who is of course Mr Incredible from the Pixar movie hit. However, Bob, despite Bob's protests, it is quite clear he has no super normal powers other than the ability to dip his tongue in his nose which is more gross than anything given the monotony he pulls it out at Thanksgiving gatherings.

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SWF North American Championship

'Big Cat' Brandon James © v Zimmy Bumfhole

Did you know: Brandon James once went through a double glass table set up in the middle of a barb wired ring fight in his former promotion, DAVE. It was voted the meanest bump of 1998 and is still a cult hit on youtube.

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"The Supremacist" Eric Eisen and Marat Khoklov v Rich Money and Jack Bruce

Did you know: Jack Bruce is a graduate of the prestigious Piledriver School of Wrestling. Enforcer Roberts, American Machine, the Peak Brothers and Rick Law are also alumni.

Mystery Match:

Pick who is the vaunted World Heavyweight Champion

A) John Greed

B) Runaway Train

C) Randy Bumfhole

D) Christian Faith

E) Angry Gilmore

F) Joe Sexy

G) Someone from outside the promotion

H) Someone within the promotion whom is not listed

Quick Picks

Gregory Black v Vengeance

Jungle Lord and "Dark Destroyer" Steve Frehley v Frederique Antonio Garcia and "Aristocrat" Paul Huntingdon

The Incredibles v Corporate Supremacy

SWF North American Championship: 'Big Cat' Brandon James v Zimmy Bumfhole

Eric Eisen and Marat Khoklov v Rich Money and Jack Bruce

Mystery Match: Guess the mystery World Heavyweight Champion

Bigpapa42 · June 19, 2010

Loving it so far, Tristram. The "did you know bits"... greatness...

Gregory Black v Vengeance

Jungle Lord and "Dark Destroyer" Steve Frehley v Frederique Antonio Garcia and "Aristocrat" Paul Huntingdon

The Incredibles v Corporate Supremacy

SWF North American Championship: 'Big Cat' Brandon James v Zimmy Bumfhole

Eric Eisen and Marat Khoklov v Rich Money and Jack Bruce

Mystery Match: Guess the mystery World Heavyweight Champion

Chris Jericho

Greg McNeish · June 19, 2010

Making picks at the beginning of a dynasty has always seemed a bit silly to me, as I don't have any booking to base them off, so I won't make full predictions. I'll have a go at the mystery World Champion, though, as you've dropped a few clues.

First and foremost, it will be someone from within the company, who has been playing a heel, as you mentioned a babyface turn in the intro. As well, it will be someone that isn't very talented, as you also stated that the locker room doesn't feel they deserve the opportunity.

That rules out the majority of your list. I'm thinking we're left with John Greed, Runaway Train, Joe Sexy (who has made a babyface turn for the beginning of 2010 in the default database), and someone else on the roster not listed. John Greed is a risky choice, simply due to Eisenverse's comprehensive work with Greed. Runaway Train is intriguing, but I don't know if I could bare to read him as your top babyface, no matter how terrible it's supposed to be.

I'm going to take a stab at it, and pick Joe Sexy, most notably because you said that this person is having an affair with Richard Eisen's estranged daughter, and I love wrestlers who live their gimmick.

By the way, this is the first one of your dynasties that I've been along for, as I am a WWF/E man through-and-through, and always struggle to get into WCW games. You come highly recommended, so I'm going to saddle you with expectations. Mwahahahahaha!!!

mad5226 · June 19, 2010

Gregory Black v Vengeance

Jungle Lord and "Dark Destroyer" Steve Frehley v Frederique Antonio Garcia and "Aristocrat" Paul Huntingdon

The Incredibles v Corporate Supremacy

SWF North American Championship: 'Big Cat' Brandon James v Zimmy Bumfhole

Eric Eisen and Marat Khoklov v Rich Money and Jack Bruce

Mystery Match: Guess the mystery World Heavyweight Champion Robbie Retro

Teh_Showtime · June 19, 2010

Gregory Black v Vengeance

Jungle Lord and "Dark Destroyer" Steve Frehley v Frederique Antonio Garcia and "Aristocrat" Paul Huntingdon

The Incredibles v Corporate Supremacy[b/]

SWF North American Championship: 'Big Cat' Brandon James v Zimmy Bumfhole

Eric Eisen and Marat Khoklov v Rich Money and Jack Bruce

Mystery Match: Guess the mystery World Heavyweight Champion Angry Gillmore

tristram · June 21, 2010

Well, you do like WCW so it's to be expected...

That comment makes me a sad sad panda

Loving it so far, Tristram. The "did you know bits"... greatness...

Gregory Black v Vengeance
Jungle Lord and "Dark Destroyer" Steve Frehley v Frederique Antonio Garcia and "Aristocrat" Paul Huntingdon
The Incredibles v Corporate Supremacy
SWF North American Championship: 'Big Cat' Brandon James v Zimmy Bumfhole
Eric Eisen and Marat Khoklov v Rich Money and Jack Bruce

Mystery Match: Guess the mystery World Heavyweight Champion
Chris Jericho

Yeah, I've got like a series of 30 or 40 'did you know' quotes lined up for each competitor. Just a bit of fun really.

Chris Jericho Love it.

Pick who is the vaunted World Heavyweight Champion

A) John Greed
B) Runaway Train
C) Randy Bumfhole
D) Christian Faith
E) Angry Gilmore
F) Joe Sexy
G) Someone from outside the promotion
H) Someone within the promotion whom is not listed

Quick Picks

Gregory Black v Vengeance

Jungle Lord and "Dark Destroyer" Steve Frehley v Frederique Antonio Garcia and "Aristocrat" Paul Huntingdon

The Incredibles v Corporate Supremacy

SWF North American Championship: 'Big Cat' Brandon James v Zimmy Bumfhole

Eric Eisen and Marat Khoklov v Rich Money and Jack Bruce

Because I hate both Eric Eisen and Marat!

Mystery Match: Guess the mystery World Heavyweight Champion

Thanks for the tips mate, poor Eric and Marat

Making picks at the beginning of a dynasty has always seemed a bit silly to me, as I don't have any booking to base them off, so I won't make full predictions. I'll have a go at the mystery World Champion, though, as you've dropped a few clues.

First and foremost, it will be someone from within the company, who has been playing a heel, as you mentioned a babyface turn in the intro. As well, it will be someone that isn't very talented, as you also stated that the locker room doesn't feel they deserve the opportunity.

That rules out the majority of your list. I'm thinking we're left with John Greed, Runaway Train, Joe Sexy (who has made a babyface turn for the beginning of 2010 in the default database), and someone else on the roster not listed. John Greed is a risky choice, simply due to Eisenverse's comprehensive work with Greed. Runaway Train is intriguing, but I don't know if I could bare to read him as your top babyface, no matter how terrible it's supposed to be.

I'm going to take a stab at it, and pick Joe Sexy, most notably because you said that this person is having an affair with Richard Eisen's estranged daughter, and I love wrestlers who live their gimmick.

By the way, this is the first one of your dynasties that I've been along for, as I am a WWF/E man through-and-through, and always struggle to get into WCW games. You come highly recommended, so I'm going to saddle you with expectations. Mwahahahahaha!!!

When I was a kid, all we got down in NZ was WWF, so naturally I too was a massive WWF fan. I would say I'm like a lot of people on this forum who grew up watching Hogan, Warrior... and then loved what was beneath them from Rick Rude to Mr Perfect to my favourite, Macho Man.

Might I say, Eisen-Verse is a freak of nature... that dude is seriously an absolutely massive booking and writing talent. I would literally shell out my hard earned to read his work.

Gregory Black v Vengeance
Jungle Lord and "Dark Destroyer" Steve Frehley v Frederique Antonio Garcia and "Aristocrat" Paul Huntingdon
The Incredibles v Corporate Supremacy
SWF North American Championship: 'Big Cat' Brandon James v Zimmy Bumfhole
Eric Eisen and Marat Khoklov v Rich Money and Jack Bruce
Mystery Match: Guess the mystery World Heavyweight Champion Robbie Retro

Viva la disco era!

Gregory Black v Vengeance
Jungle Lord and "Dark Destroyer" Steve Frehley v Frederique Antonio Garcia and "Aristocrat" Paul Huntingdon
The Incredibles v Corporate Supremacy[b/]
SWF North American Championship: 'Big Cat' Brandon James v Zimmy Bumfhole
Eric Eisen and Marat Khoklov v Rich Money and Jack Bruce
Mystery Match: Guess the mystery World Heavyweight Champion Angry Gillmore

Might I just say, what I have really learned throughout simming this diary is a lot of respect for Angry Gilmore due to how consistent the bloke is. So... if he's not the man this time, boy he's hard to look past.

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I believe I'm about 48 hours from putting up the first show, but I'm thoroughly looking forward to it. I'm nervous, very apprehensive about how it's all going to come through, because this is my first step into the CVerse ... fingers crossed y'all like it.

PS: Go the All Whites at the World Cup. Viva la New Zealand.

Jingo · June 21, 2010

Gregory Black v Vengeance

Jungle Lord and "Dark Destroyer" Steve Frehley v Frederique Antonio Garcia and "Aristocrat" Paul Huntingdon

The Incredibles v Corporate Supremacy

SWF North American Championship: 'Big Cat' Brandon James v Zimmy Bumfhole

Eric Eisen and Marat Khoklov v Rich Money and Jack Bruce

Mystery Match: Runaway Train

tristram · June 22, 2010

<div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/SWFAddedChunksBanner.jpg Proudly Presents <embed src=" <div class="ipsEmbeddedVideo"><div><iframe width="200" height="150" src="https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/ai91j-KClww?feature=oembed&rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" title="Korn Freak on a leash lyrics"></iframe></div></div> type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="25" width="27"></object> http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/SWF1.jpg Location: Mayor Street Arena, New England Attendance: 15,000 Your commentators: http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/PeterMichaels_alt1.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/JerryEisen.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/DuaneFry_alt1.jpg Peter Michaels, Jerry Eisen and Duane Fry SWF Supreme TV Episode #: 1 Episode Title: In which the golden sickle ruins the pomp <embed src="<a href="http://http//www.youtube.com/watch?v=ai91j-KClww=en_US&fs=1&" rel="external nofollow">http://http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ai91j-KClww=en_US&fs=1&"</a> type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="25" width="27"></object> </div> After a succession of pyros burst into the atmosphere, we hear the familiar voice of Peter Michael lead the commentary introduction. Peter Michaels: Welcome fans to 2010! And welcome to Supreme TV, and what a night we have in store for you. Hello everyone, I'm Peter Michaels and with me tonight to discuss the chaotic events of Christmas Clash here at the Mayor Street Arena is Duane Fry and Jerry Eisen. Welcome gentlemen. Duane Fry: It's great to be here Peter, and Jerry, I've got to ask you, how did it feel within the Eisen household after the Corporate Supremacist disaster went down? Jerry Eisen: It was a complete disaster Duane, complete disaster! Richard has been betrayed and reacted with such fury that my only son Benson sure wishes he didn't get that slingshot for Christmas, because now his request for next Christmas is his two front teeth. Peter Michaels: Oh my, it doesn't sound like we're going to have to wait long to find out from the new World Heavyweight Champion, why he did what he did... because here he is! <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/RunawayTrain.jpg <embed src="<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3MLp7YNTznE&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0" rel="external nofollow">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3MLp7YNTznE&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0"</a> type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="25" width="27"></object></div> Runaway Train walks through the curtain with the SWF World Heavyweight Championship slapped over his right shoulder. The crowd don't react overly powerfully, as the Champion makes his way to the ring. Once in the ring, he takes a microphone to address the crowd. Runaway Train: Last Thursday night, I derailed the myth that was Eric and Richard Eisen's dream, the Corporate Supremacists. As I sat back and watched the fury in which Eric Eisen and his pack of rodents savaged Jack Bruce, derailing his opportunity to win the World Heavyweight Championship, it suddenly dawned on me that each and every fan here in this crowd tonight was being denied the... truth. You see, when I joined the Corporate Supremacists, Richard Eisen told me, and he told all of you the lie that each member of the Corporate Supremacists was selected purely because they were the money men. And they needed his support to ensure they sat at the top of the card, night in, night out, to make him and them the money. At whatever cost. At WHATEVER cost! And when I realised that the cost was the rights of justice for Jack Bruce, I also realised that the Corporate Supremacists were nothing more than a Corporate Cop-Out. You see, I began to see that the Supremacists were set up only to remove certain playing cards from the deck of cards in which the Supremacist himself, Eric Eisen, would have to go through to get and keep the World Heavyweight Championship. So I did what any man would do in that situation, and I got all aboard the Pacific Express and steamed my engine towards liberty and justice. And as I stand before you in this very ring, I realise that to be a just World Heavyweight Champion, you have to be able to answer the call. The call is simple, face the best, and baddest son of a [bEEP] in professional wrestling, and brother, out of respect, I offer tonight, live on free-to-air TV, a World Heavyweight Championship shot against... Bro, come on down... <div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/ChristianFaith.jpg <embed src="<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q0kGQa-LBi4&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0" rel="external nofollow">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q0kGQa-LBi4&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0"</a> type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="25" width="27"></object> </div> The former World Heavyweight Champion himself, "The Living Legend" Christian Faith receives an enormous pop. The pyros burst around him as he stands in front of them, almost illuminating his presence, as he continues to the ring. Once in the ring, Runaway Train holds out his hand, but Christian Faith refuses to shake it, before being given a microphone. Christian Faith: Is that it? Runaway Train: What do you mean? Christian Faith: I mean, do you expect off the back of that that I should trust you? Runaway Train: No Christian, I want you to trust me off the back of ten years in this promotion together, where we've raised hell, and drunk copious amounts of beer backstage together. You know me, Christian, you know me. Christian Faith: And brother, you know me... The two stand off facing one another, eye to eye, the situation very tense. Christian Faith: I don't need to shake your hand... Instead, Christian leans forward and embraces the World Heavyweight Champion... <div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/EricEisen_alt2.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/MaratKhoklov.jpg <embed src=" <div class="ipsEmbeddedVideo"><div><iframe width="200" height="150" src="https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/lYPFrXvc2rE?feature=oembed&rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" title="Pantera - Domination"></iframe></div></div> type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="25" width="27"></object></div> "The Supremacist" Eric Eisen and the imposing Marat Khoklov head down to the ring to a chorus of boos. Marat is holding the Corporate Golden Sickle, and as the two men enter the ring, Train and Faith, as a sign to defiance stand in the ring, refusing to budge. Eric Eisen: You... You low life Benedict Arnold. After everything my father did you. He made you a star. And this is how you repay him? This is how you repay... ME? Tell him Marat... Marat Khoklov: You make very bad mistake. Eric Eisen: You hear that? What are we going to do about it Marat? Marat Khoklov: You upset me. Now I have to ... how you say, sickle you! Eisen and Khoklov knock Train and Faith onto their backs, and mount a ferocious assault before <div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/RichMoney-1.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/JackBruce_alt8.jpg</div> Race to the ring and throw Eisen and Khoklov over the top rope! The two men look on in shock, as the clearly limping Jack Bruce takes the microphone. Jack Bruce: MAYOR STREET ARENNAAAAAAAAA!!! ALRIGHT! Tonight, we're going to rock this son-[beep] like it's nineteen-ninety-nine! Eric Eisen, Marat, tonight, I seek revenge! For what you did was deny me what was mine. So the challenge is very clear, if you dare, and as I so care, Rich Money... Jack Bruce... in an epic battle of good versus evil, against you two [beep]-clowns. The four men celebrate on alternate turnbuckles for the crowd, as Eisen and Khoklov seeth as they retreat up the ramp, never taking their eyes off the four men who dare to oppose them. </div></blockquote> ---- Peter Michaels: Welcome back fans, and wow! What a start to Supreme TV. Incase you missed it... <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/RunawayTrain.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/ChristianFaith.jpg</div> A video shows the initial stand off and embrace of Runaway Train and Christian Faith <div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/EricEisen_alt2.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/MaratKhoklov.jpg</div> Before an attack from Khoklov and Eisen <div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/RichMoney-1.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/JackBruce_alt8.jpg</div> Before Rich Money and Jack Bruce made the save and a challenge.</div></blockquote> <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/GrouchoBling.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/vs11.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/SkullDeBones_alt.jpg Gregory Black v Vengeance</div> The incomparable Vengeance stands as Gregory Black almost fearfully steps into the ring. You can see Black gulp as he reluctantly starts circling the ring, almost trying to avoid getting into a tango with Vengeance. But eventually the two men must lock up, and in between intermittent comebacks from Gregory Black featuring slick fast moves such as drop kicks, drive-by neck breakers and the like, all designed to hit and run, it was all one way traffic from the terrifying Vengeance. It is somewhat of a positive sign for the resilience of Gregory Black that he lasted far longer than many other competitors, before eventually getting his head spiked with the Skull Krusher. <div style="text-align:center;">Result: Your winner at 7:37, Vengeance B- </div> </div></blockquote> <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/SkullDeBones_alt.jpg</div> A video airs showing a quick recap of the sheer intensity of Vengeance.</div></blockquote> Peter Michaels: My God, how do you stop this man? Jerry Eisen: With a mack truck? Peter Michaels: Maybe... but it's worth a shot. Poor Gregory Black. Stay with us fans, because after the break, 'The Eighth Deadly Sin' John Greed will face off against one of my personal favourites, Jungle Lord! <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/JohnGreed.jpg <embed src=" <div class="ipsEmbeddedVideo"><div><iframe width="200" height="113" src="https://www.youtube-nocookie.com/embed/Z3pazerLv78?feature=oembed&rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen="" title="Come On let's go - Smashing Pumpkins"></iframe></div></div> type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="25" width="27"></object> </div> 'The Eighth Deadly Sin' John Greed begins to walk down the entrance way, when <div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/Aristocrat.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/FrederiqueGarcia_alt1.jpg</div> 'Aristocrat' Paul Huntingdon and Frederique Antonio Garcia jump the guardrail and begin attacking John Greed. Once Greed is down on the ground, FAG races to the ring and begins to taunt Jungle Lord for his chaotic Jungle fantasy... before.... <div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/SteveFrehley.jpg <embed src="<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JCGvONbVCa0&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0" rel="external nofollow">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JCGvONbVCa0&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0"</a> type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="25" width="27"></object></div> 'The Dark Destroyer' Steve Frehley races to the ring, causing FAG and Huntingdon to retreat. Frehley checks on Jungle Lord, before grabbing a microphone. Steve Frehley: What the hell? Yo.. what the hell was up that, playa? These two men were going to have a match, and you have to go and ruin it for my homies here in the stand? Uh..uh... not on my watch. Get your two [beep]s back to the ring, because right here, right now, I'm gonna whoop your [beep] with my good pal, Jungle Lord! </div></blockquote> <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/JungleJack.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/SteveFrehley.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/vs11.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/FrederiqueGarcia_alt1.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/Aristocrat.jpg Jungle Lord and "The Dark Destroyer" Steve Frehley v Frederique Antonio Garcia and "Aristocrat" Paul Huntingdon</div> Huntingdon and Garcia rushed back to the ring and used their momentum to put a hit on Jungle Lord knocking him over the top rope, and then they tried to double team Frehley. What a mistake. The Dark Destroyer was in no mood for this, and the crowd loved every second of this as he hit such devastating knife edge chops to the Aristocrat and Garcia that they fell back over the top rope to the padded floor area, where Jungle Lord quickly was able to roll both men back in and both men received lariats from hell from Frehley. Both men responded with a cheap low blow on Frehley to gain ascendency. Paul Huntingdon then tried to stall the Dark Destroyer with some crippling submission holds. Frehley grimmaced, but never lost his cool, and was eventually able to hot tag Jungle Lord. Lord bounced in and clotheslined over his two opponents with ease, as Steve Frehley tried to get the crowd going. However, after this frenetic hot tag, Huntingdon and FAG again went back to the diabolical tactics and held Jungle Lord in their corner, tying him down, literally using the steel ring cables to tie him up and use him as target practice. They kept distracting the referee to change men up without tagging, which irritated Frehley, and caused even more referee distraction as Frehley tried to get into even the score. Lord got tied up in a sleeper from FAG, but he didn't have it tied on properly. The crowd got behind him, and after his arm went down in submission once, Lord was able to elbow his way out, and clothesline both men before stumbling over to tag in Frehley. The hot tag was all that was required, as Frehley sent Hungtindon over the top rope and clotheslining FAG two times before lofting him up and crippling him with Frehleys Comet. He stood over the fallen corpse with his arms held aloft as the referee made the count. <div style="text-align:center;">Result: Your winners at 7:34, Steve Frehley and Jungle Lord C</div> </div></blockquote> Peter Michaels: I love it when Frehley destroys as violently as that. Jerry Eisen: You would. Peter Michaels: And what's that supposed to mean? Jerry Eisen: Did I just say that out loud? <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/Remo_alt1.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/SqueekyMcClean.jpg</div> Backstage, we follow Remo and John 'Squeaky' McClean down the hallways. They go to a door marked 'Biggz', and push the door open. <div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/BartBiggz.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/BrettBiggz.jpg</div> Bart Biggz: Hey... WHAT THE HELL? Corporate Supremacy sprints and clothelines the Biggz Boyz down onto the hard unforgiving concrete floor. <div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/Jessie.jpg</div> The ever gorgeous Jessie is stretching, and shrieks as Remo and McClean race up to her. Remo: Well well well, what do we have here, John? Squeaky: A lovely bit of hooch, if you ask me. Jessie: HELP! HELP! Remo: No one's going to hear your cries, Jessie, you bimbo.. Jesus holy Mary mother of God, you need a super-hero... nothing less. <div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/AtomSmasher_jhdTristram2.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/AmericanMachine_jhdTristram2.jpg</div> Captain Atomic: Unhand the young lady! Remo: Oh yeah? Captain Atomic: Yes. It is a cowardly thing to do. Remo begins to laugh, before a serious face passes over. Remo: You just signed your death warrant, boy, I want you two... in the ring... NOW! Remo storms out of the room, with his lap-dog McClean never far behind. </div></blockquote> <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;"> http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/AmericanMachine_jhdTristram2.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/AtomSmasher_jhdTristram2.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/vs11.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/Remo_alt1.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/SqueekyMcClean.jpg The Incredibles (American Machine and Captain Atomic) v Corporate Supremacy (Remo and John "Squeaky" McClean)</div> If you were looking for a science based match, forget it. This match was more a power-play, with clearly electric tension. The noble Incredibles fought valiantly, but Remo was incensed, and at the end of the day, American Machine was the victim of a Remo Buster, pinning Machine with ease. <div style="text-align:center;">Result: Your winners at 6:10, Corporate Supremacy B-</div> </div></blockquote> Peter Michaels: Would you look at the power of Remo. The Incredibles came out with the right intentions, the right honours, but nothing, and I truly mean nothing can surpass sheer power like Remo possesses. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/BigCatBrandon_alt4.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/vs11.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/ZimmyBumfhole.jpg SWF North American Championship 'Big Cat' Brandon James © v Zimmy Bumfhole</div> Zimmy came with his catalogue of agility and athleticism. And he was putting in a fairly good display. You could see a couple of young teenage girls in the front row almost falling paraletic like they were in Beatlesmania, as Zimmy rolled with a succession of quick paced moves. Zimmy tried to back it up with his high impact top rope moves including a missile drop kick. And for a while it appeared to rattle the former DaVE legend. That was, until Zimmy made the fatal mistake of going to the top rope while Brandon James was in the vicinity, and the ruthless James threw Bumfhole head off the top rope rope having his neck collect the top of the steel guardrail. Zimmy huffed and puffed for air, as James followed him outside, and proceeded to use the television cable to suffocate the life out of Zimmy, before rolling him back into the ring, and ending it quickly by knocking Zimmy, who was barely able to stand anyway, off his feet with the Big Cat Pounce. <div style="text-align:center;">Result: Your winner at 6:25, and STILL SWF North American Champion, Brandon James C-</div> </div></blockquote> <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/JackBruce_alt8.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/RichMoney-1.jpg</div> Backstage, Jack Bruce enters the dressing room of Rich Money, who is lacing up his boots. Rich Money: Are you ready? Jack Bruce: I have never been more ready in my life, Rich. The audacity of it all... to rob a man of his right to challenge for the World Heavyweight Championship. Rich, it was cruel when Elvis fell asleep on the can man, but when you rob Jack Bruce and all his millions, and zillions in the presence of the King's spirit in Memphis Tennessee, ... well, that shatters a million dreams too. It was pure heartbreak hotel, I couldn't imagine anything worse. Rich Money: But from adversity, comes the sweet taste of revenge. Jack Bruce smiles as he considers this, and then nods, as he high fives Rich Money's left hand and the two men exit the dressing room.</div></blockquote> <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;"> http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/EricEisen_alt2.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/MaratKhoklov.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/vs11.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/JackBruce_alt8.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/RichMoney-1.jpg "The Supremacist" Eric Eisen and Marat Khoklov v Rich Money and Jack Bruce</div> Eric Eisen, like a caged rat, eerily avoided his nemesis' Bruce and Money, and instead, tactically perhaps, but also intelligently sent in his Russian comrad, the ultimate hitman, Marat Khoklov. Jack Bruce kept pointing for Eisen, but it was Khoklov who tied up with Bruce, and used his immense power to overcome the former World Heavyweight Champion challenger. After Khoklov neutralised Bruce effectively, he obeyed the commands of his master Eric Eisen and tagged in the Supremacist, who kicked his man while he was down, and taunted him, before tagging back to Khoklov. Bruce was enraged and tried to get up but all he met was the enormous boot of Marat. It was cynical, but it was effective. Bruce was being lured into a trap. And he was falling for it hook line and sinker, purely because his emotions were caught up in the frenzy of the jungle that is the sinister SWF wrestling ring. The crowd, while eager, were perhaps adding to Bruce's tension, cheering him on, and booing the methods of Eisen. Marat kept tying him up with basic front chanceries and then would switch play to wear Jack Bruce down with full nelsons and the like. It was extremely basic. It was slow. It was methodical. It was lighting a fuse with Jack Bruce, Rich Money, and the crowd. And Eric Eisen loved it. Because he got to sit behind the freedom of the corner post, eagerly egging Bruce on, and the more Bruce got emotionally involved, the more the barrier of pain was lifted. Several times Marat went for pinfalls, but at the third count would lift his opponent up only to drop him with more pain. Finally, Marat took a rare indifferent option, trying to use chain wrestling to wear down the legs of Bruce, but it gave Bruce one last chance, and he utilised it, hitting a swinging neckbreaker in the middle of the ring. Both men collapsed to the mat, Bruce without oxygen, Marat not sure what had hit him. The referee began the task of counting... <div style="text-align:center;">1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9..</div> Slowly both men arose, and tried to make it to their corners. The extra long limbs of Marat got there first, and Eric Eisen was tagged in. Jack Bruce tagged in Rich Money, but the referee did not see it, and declared the tag null and void. The well beaten Bruce then started to take an assault from Eric Eisen, before finding an extra level and reversing Eric Eisen into the corner and charging in with a shoulder block to the sternum. Both men collapsed to the mat again, motionless, Eisen's breath short due to the impact around the ribcage. <div style="text-align:center;">1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 </div> Both men scrambled, and yes.. YES! Bruce made it to Money. Marat came charging in, but the smart Money performed a drop toe hold, and as luck would have it MArat's head hit the bottom turnbuckle. My god... is he out? It sure seems like it. Eric Eisen's eyes widened like cats eyes on a clock, he charged at Money in desperation, but the barely sweaty Rich Money dropped him with a shin breaker. Eisen jumped around grabbed at his shin, fell straight into a jaw breaker from the excellent wrestling sensation, Rich Money. Money tagged Bruce back in, and lifted Eisen up into an electric chair position, as Bruce hit the ropes, sprung to the top rope and hit a clothesline on Eisen from the top! Bruce covered...1.....2.....3! <div style="text-align:center;">Result: Your winners at 8:34, Rich Money and Jack Bruce B </div> </div></blockquote> Peter Michaels: Take that! Take that Eric Eisen! Jerry Eisen: Dad won't be happy you said that. Duane Fry: Put a sock in it Jerry, Eric Eisen got everything he deserved right there and more. Jerry Eisen: I like cream cheese... Peter Michaels: What? Jerry Eisen: Repeat.. I like cream cheese.. Duane Fry: Are... Are... Are you doing what I think you're doing? Are you trying to send a message back to Richard Eisen? Jerry Eisen: No, I really like cream cheese Duane. And what a main event we have tonight, and standing by with the vervacious Ana Garcia is the challenger, Christian Faith! <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/AnaGarcia_alt2.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/ChristianFaith.jpg</div> Standing by indeed, in the SWF logoed interview center is Ana Garcia. Walking onto the set is none other than Christian Faith. Ana Garcia: Thank you... Jerry? What a night we have had right here in New England, and joining me now is indeed the man who could walk out of here the World Heavyweight Champion. Christian Faith, your thoughts on tonight. Christian Faith: You're right Ana. I could leave here the World Heavyweight Champion. But you are very wrong that I could walk out of here the World Heavyweight Champion. For tonight, two gallant warriors walk into the ring, but only one survives. It's that type of battle, Ana. Because it's for the World Heavyweight Championship. The ultimate prize in our sport. Ana Garcia: I have to ask you, are you truly trusting of Runaway Train now? Christian Faith: I never really bare my soul full of thoughts to anyone, Ana. Sometimes theres things that need to happen. But what I do know is now Runaway Train is not being controlled like a sock puppet by Richard Eisen, and that is in his favour. But when he steps in that ring, and he faces off against the Living Legend Christian Faith, he tempts fate. For when the gold dangles over the edge as both warriors fight toe to toe, sister, it's going to get REAL bad, REAL quick. That's just the nature of this prize, Ana. Ana Garcia: Alright, Christian Faith, all the best of luck for your shot at the gold tonight! Christian Faith: It's not a matter of luck Ana, it's a matter of... Faith!</div></blockquote> <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/RunawayTrain.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/vs11.jpghttp://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/ChristianFaith.jpg SWF World Heavyweight Championship Runaway Train © v "The Living Legend" Christian Faith</div> Train merely poses, pulling together his powerful traps and pecs, as Faith skips on the spot and christens himself with the sign of the cross, as they two lock up in the center of the ring to an almighty release of energy from the crowd. The intellectual assassin Christian Faith uses his lack of height against Train to arm drag him to the mat, and tie him up with a head lock, while his knees dig into the lower back of the Champion. It is smart, basic wrestling from Christian Faith as he attempts to take away the height and power advantage of Train. Train uses his enormous power though to overcome the pain, and almost flip Faith over his body releasing the hold and putting Faith on his back on the apron. Train picks him up by the neck and brings him back into the ring the hard way with a high vertical suplex. Faith clutches at his back in misery as Train slowly gets up and then sends Faith into the corner, where he proceeds to grind him with some basic shoulder blocks into the abdominal area. The veteran superstar challenger grimmaces as Train lifts his left boot and thrusts it into the throat. Finally, the referee is able to force a release, but it just gives Runaway Train to roll up a high elbow into the face of Faith, who drops down to his knees, and checks to see if all his dentures are in place. Welcome to the jungle baby. Welcome to the fun and games of Supreme Wrestling Federation. For when the coveted World Heavyweight Championship goes on the line, it gets downright dirty. No man wants to give up his right to be proclaimed as the greatest there is in this deranged sport of professional wrestling, and it forces men to fight like scalded cats without a fear for their own physical well being. And this apocalyptic tenacity that is involved with a match as important as this one was borne out when Train himself sent Faith over the top rope, climbed over the top rope, and attempted some kind of un-coordinated drop kick to Faith, but Faith moved, leaving the World Heavyweight Champion tangled in the unforgiving steel guardrail. What sort of mistake was that? It was almost a rookie error, from a veteran, and indeed, the World Heavyweight Champion. Faith took advantage of this and unleashed a barrage of crippling knife edge chops to the unprotected chest of the Champion. This was basic old skool wrestling. Faith picked up Train, and attempted to whip him into the steel steps, but Train reversed it and instead the challenger went shoulder first into the steel steps. Train rolled back into the ring, and the referee began to make a count. <div style="text-align:center;">1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8</div> Train seemed dazed, and only just became aware as to what was about to happen. That he was going to win by countout, and he would not accept this, so told the referee to halt the count as he slid out of the ring and brought Christian Faith back under the bottom rope into the ring. Train picked Faith up and whipped Faith into the ropes, before following up with a tremendous lariat, which sent Faith stumbling over the top rope to the floor hard. When we came back from a commercial break, Train was working on the back of Faith in the ring with a simple bow and arrow lock. He was pulling back on the shoulder blades of Faith, who was struggling. But Faith is made of tough stuff and he was able to alter his body position to get himself to a wide vertical base, and force Train to relinquish the hold. Faith then caught the head of Train and dropped him with a jaw breaker into his knees! Highly innovative, highly destructive. Here's the count. <div style="text-align:center;">1 2 thr..</div> NO! Both men laid in the center of the ring staring up at the ring lights, as the referee administered a 10 count. <div style="text-align:center;">1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9</div> Finally both men staggered to their feet. Train tried for a lariat, but Faith ducked and started hitting a repetitive volley of jabs into the chest of Runaway Train, causing Train to lose breath. Faith sent Train in off the ropes and then flipped him with an arm drag take over. He then proceeded to drop his knee on the nose of Runaway Train. The crowd was getting behind Christian Faith as they sensed a quick fire change in World Heavyweight Champion. And Faith dared them to believe, taunting them to get involved in the match. Train got up slowly, and Christian Faith was able to underhook behind Train and slide him into a german suplex... <div style="text-align:center;">1 2 thr..</div> NO! But this is getting closer and closer. Full credit to both men here. Train rose slowly, and Faith got in behind him... Test of Faith! He's got it! He's got it locked in! Very few men escape from this! There is going to be a change in Champion, right here, right now... <div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/MaratKhoklov.jpg</div> NO! NO! NO! Marat Khoklov rushed the ring and extracted some kind of revenge to Christian Faith. And how did the referee miss it? The flat blade of the golden sickle collected Faith's head. <div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/EricEisen_alt2.jpg</div> That's how, Eric Eisen was on the apron distracting the referee! But why did they target Faith, and not Runaway Train? The referee has ordered both men to the back, but is it too late? Both men lay on the mat, unable to move... <div style="text-align:center;">1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9</div> Runaway Train gets up slowly, and sees Faith on the mat, and goes to cover him. However... <div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/LobsterWarrior.jpg</div> Lobster Warrior is here! He slides into the ring, and points to Faith, physically miming that Faith collected a savage and brutal beating, and that is why he is down. Train looked at Warrior, and then nodded, retreating to a neutral corner. Eventually Faith got slowly to his feet, and Train moved back to the center of the ring. Both men exchanged a hand shake and began circling the ring slowly. Both men locked up and then twisted out of the lock up and started throwing sloppy lefts, and rights, lefts, and rights, finally Faith began missing as he was clearly still dazed and Train hit a phenomenal discus lariat. Faith was pulled up slowly, and his head placed between the knees of Runaway Train... Train Wreck! MY GOD! MY GOD! That'll do it! 1 2 3! <div style="text-align:center;">Result: Your winner at 13:18, and STILL SWF World Heavyweight Champion, Runaway Train B-</div> </div></blockquote> Peter Michaels: Faith was so close! Do you truly believe your father is innocent now Jerry? Jerry Eisen: Try it.. Peter Michaels: What? Peter Michaels: These crackers with this punnet of cream cheese. Delicious! Duane Fry: Jerry, I'm begging you to pull your head of your you know what before ... before... Peter Michaels: Calm down Duane, lets look at the intense reaction of Christian Faith, he's just coming to only now. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="text-align:center;">http://i172.photobucket.com/albums/w17/tristramwcw/Supreme%20Wrestling%20Federation/ChristianFaith.jpg</div> Christian Faith slams his hand on the turnbuckle pad, before stepping to the top rope, and pointing at Marat! Christian Faith: You coward! You son of a [beep]. I'm not done with you! Faith slides out of the ring, and picks up a spare fold up chair and throws it against the ring. He is almost psychotic now as he reaches under the ring and pulls out a large handled sledge hammer, and holds it up like a baseball bat, almost daring Khoklov to come back, who just stands at the top of the stage steering at Faith before the show goes off the air.</div></blockquote> Rating: B TV Rating: 7.96

tristram · June 22, 2010

<blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="Jingo" data-cite="Jingo" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Gregory Black v Vengeance Jungle Lord and "Dark Destroyer" Steve Frehley v Frederique Antonio Garcia and "Aristocrat" Paul Huntingdon The Incredibles v Corporate Supremacy SWF North American Championship: 'Big Cat' Brandon James v Zimmy Bumfhole Eric Eisen and Marat Khoklov v Rich Money and Jack Bruce Mystery Match: Runaway Train</div></blockquote> Thanks for the tips, mate. ------- Well, the ring rust is slowly starting to come off. I can't believe that's my first ever CV card. Hopefully you guys don't hate it enough for it to be my last <img alt=":D" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/biggrin.png.929299b4c121f473b0026f3d6e74d189.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /> Sorry to Greg McNeish, I totally get your angst on Runaway Train. It just kind of sets up the storyline and the eventual tone of the diary.

tristram · June 22, 2010

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Location: Richard Eisen's at Supreme TV at the Mayor Street Arena

When: The night of the first show in January 2010

Who:

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Richard Eisen aka the boss, Hank Cornwallis a moron who flushes stool samples

State of Mind: Tired, hungry, give the dog a bone

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“More Runaway Train,” Richard Eisen began as his furrowed eye brows haunted in at Hank's soul.

What Hank should have said was

“Runaway Train never coming back, wrong way on a one way track, feels like I should be getting somewhere, da da da something I was too drunk to remember.”

Instead Hank sat there like Kurmet de Frog, little stick green legs flopped over an empty crumple of what used to be his manhood. His stealthy knight. His love pumping boom-boom-ba-toosh. Instead, it sat there, redundant, flying half post. He heard the words and he didn’t like them. But he had just gone from the outhouse to, well, the room next to the outhouse and it sure as, well, you know what, felt better than shoveling it up hill all day. Yes, the difference was only terminology. For where he used to physically shovel it, now he figuratively did. And there was a difference. The difference was now that he didn’t have to smell it all day.

Suddenly though, as he sat there in that chair in his office, looking at his disgusted little face, Hank Cornwallis snapped. The sirens went off. The blood pumped to all parts of his body once more.

“Richard Eisen, that was the best damn show in months,” Hank cried out.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah!”

“You sure?”

“I dare you to find me a better show, Richard.”

“I double dare you to find a weaker show.”

“I infinity dare, no returns, no payoffs, crossed my fingers smelt it and smelt it good infinity dare a zillion!”

Richard Eisen sat there on his chuff. He was perplexed. His greatest piece of human chess had been beaten. Why, he had held people to contracts with the whole double dare routine. He had asked Giant’s to job by triple daring them. His bluff was called, and he knew it. In his mind two possible actions reverberated, either to play paper rocks and scissors, or to allow Hank to speak some more. Eisen concluded, if he could listen to Alanis Morrisette in the mid 90s (hey, he thought, he was blown with alcohol so it didn’t really matter and he didn’t feel that he should be judged on it), then sure, he could ask the question.

“So, what do you think we should do?” Eisen asked. “Ha! Isn’t it ironic that I’m asking you.”

Cornwallis sat there, completely stumped. In his mind he was tipping his hat to Eisen in an acknowledgement of a great play from a surprise move. He did though question Richard Eisen’s understanding of the semi-catatonic irony of Alanis Morisette being so wrong on, well, irony.

“Look Hank, I’m an easy going man, and I allow a lot of different ideas, and I want to hear yours. Hit me..”

Did he mean literally?

“Hit me..”

Surely not..

“HIT ME!”

Hank Cornwallis stood up and clenched his wrist, and went to snap but…

“No you idiot, like … like you’re playing Blackjack. For God’s sakes Hank, don’t you know anything? I want to know your ideas. I’m an open minded man, and I empower my employees and give them the utmost opportunities to guide this promotion to supremacy.”

“Really?”

“Darn tootin.”

“Ok, well I’d like to talk about our product.”

“That sounds good to me, my son.”

“Don’t call me son,” Hank retorted.

“Sorry.”

“Don’t let it happen again.”

“I promise, it won’t.”

“Look, Richard, I’m a fan of professional wrestling, have been all my life. Except for that period when I fell for that body-building promotion that shall never be spoken of again, or that absurd rival to pro football…”

Eisen grumbled, and said something unprintable under his breath.

“But I’m a REAL fan of pro wrasslin’. I’m sure you remember watching catch-as-can wrestling in the 30’s, the 3 hour epics, the good old days where you’d watch the Strangler versus the Decombobulator wrestle on the mat in a rear chin lock for hours. Brilliant stuff. Look, if I’m to be honest with you Richard, I think the promotion needs more lucha in it.”

“Don’t like it, next.”

“What about more pure type wrestling, get the pure wrestlers in and get it over big time.”

“Eahhh… I’ll pass on that. Next.”

“Let’s drag down the risqué element, I’d love to get Champagne Lover here.”

“Champagne who? Hell no. Next. Look, Hank, I don’t think you’re thinking about this the right way. Let me give you a picture of a good discussion that ends with a positive action plan. Take Emma Chase…”

The thought had crossed his mind, but she so far had not been reciprocal of a World Heavyweight Championship reign for a couple of nights in Vegas..

“She came to me one day and said look Richard, I want to be taken seriously. I want to be a serious star. You know, I have Hollywood written all over me. I said fine Emma, I said what do you want to do about it. She said Richard, Richard honey, I want to wear knitted sweaters and be a good girl on screen and I think I’ll achieve all my goals.”

Cornwallis’ mind raced. That wasn’t the Emma Chased he knew and loved. And craved.

“But that’s not the Emma Chase I know and love, Richard?” Cornwallis questioned.

“Exactly. The chat was good, and the very next night I lowered her outfit by two inches and look at her now, the epitome of people pleaser. I call that a successful discussion.”

Cornwallis’ mind raced. He knew in his own mind that he wasn’t going to get a product change. He also did not want to wear low-cut tops. He had had enough of the product discussion.

“Ok, that’s enough about the product. Fine Richard, I want to bring a certain… Nemesis. I think he’ll add incredible value to this promotion.”

“Look, Hank, if you’re not willing to take this proposal of mine seriously, I think we should end this meeting.”

Hank sat there, and thought to himself, what could he do to drive SWF forward. He had been up all night researching from the letters to the editor in Playboy, but nothing was coming to him fast. He tried dreaming sweet dreams of wrestling supremacy, but all he dreamt of was how close he once came to tapping Emma Chase in the locker room. Well, not really, but, in his delusional mind if he could ‘hit it’ on getting the bookers job in SWF, well…

“So in other words Richard, you want me to go back to the drawing board, have midget wrestling, strip poker tournaments with big boobed blonds, and have all heels playing bikers and all faces wear short black trunks that are too revealing and far too inappropriate for male eyes.”

Eisen nodded, and that was that.

“So I should immediately start negotiations with Joker the Pimp?”

Eisen turned his head, and began reading his newspaper once more. In laymen’s terms, this meant the meeting was over, and had not gone as well as planned.

But Cornwallis would not be scuppered, in his mind it just intensified the need to find some dirty laundry and drive forward the changes he sought after.

mad5226 · June 22, 2010

Interesting depiction of rich eison... I'm really liking the incredibles gives me something to do with American machine

angeldelayette · June 22, 2010

Just sat back and read your first card, my friend...

I enjoyed it!

The recaps definitely make it feel like I'm watching an actual show as fortunate or unfortunate as that may be. lol.

Runaway Train was an interesting choice for SWF World Champion. Looking forward to seeing how his reign goes. A big win over Christian Faith definitely brought some credibility there even if there was the outside interference.

The Incredibles are an interesting team. Last time I had American Machine, I turned him into the Russian Machine. There are some pretty good alts out there for that for perhaps something in the future.

Marat definitely reminds me of the Russians of old, ala Ivan and Nikita Koloff. You know that, to me, it's a great thing!

Keep up the good work, my friend!

PeterHilton · June 22, 2010

Great show. Definitely has an SWF/mid 80s WWF vibe.

Interesting depiction of rich eison... I'm really liking the incredibles gives me something to do with American machine

Totally agree. Those alts make me wish I hadn't just fired Nuke in my own game.

tristram · June 23, 2010

<blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="mad5226" data-cite="mad5226" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Interesting depiction of rich eison... I'm really liking the incredibles gives me something to do with American machine</div></blockquote> Thanks mad. I guess... in many ways I have tried to deliberately keep the core of the roster together and use as many of those with lesser skills in as much of a capacity as I can. So it doesn't necessarily equal wins or titles per se, but hopefully with their characters it adds verve to the promotion. <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="angeldelayette" data-cite="angeldelayette" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Just sat back and read your first card, my friend... I enjoyed it! The recaps definitely make it feel like I'm watching an actual show as fortunate or unfortunate as that may be. lol. Runaway Train was an interesting choice for SWF World Champion. Looking forward to seeing how his reign goes. A big win over Christian Faith definitely brought some credibility there even if there was the outside interference. The Incredibles are an interesting team. Last time I had American Machine, I turned him into the Russian Machine. There are some pretty good alts out there for that for perhaps something in the future. Marat definitely reminds me of the Russians of old, ala Ivan and Nikita Koloff. You know that, to me, it's a great thing! Keep up the good work, my friend!</div></blockquote> Thanks for the review mate. Glad you picked up on Ivan/Nikita, they were the sorts of guys who inspired me to give Marat the Corporate Golden Sickle. <img alt=";)" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/wink.png.686f06e511ee1fbf6bdc7d82f6831e53.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /> <blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="PeterHilton" data-cite="PeterHilton" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="28275" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div>Great show. Definitely has an SWF/mid 80s WWF vibe. Totally agree. Those alts make me wish I hadn't just fired Nuke in my own game.</div></blockquote> Wow, thanks Peter. That feedback means a lot to me as you really nail the intent. I see the SWF by nature of its product values and ratios as being very similar to mid-late 80s, early 90s WWF, tapped up with a bit of risque to polarise the stories somewhat. The risque element allows an interlude with the attitude era I feel, whereas the more traditional elements and the more match based ratio percentage allows the more traditional elements, which gives SWF a really neat balance. ==== Really guys, thanks heaps for the reviews. I was incredibly nervous about this being my first foray into Cverse, and my first serious booking attempt outside of TEW05 (IE in TEW10), so in many ways this is all very new to me.

Bigpapa42 · June 23, 2010

And... the wait pays off... Great first show, Tristram. It lived up to the expectations for me. I know how much plannin and work you've put into this, so its great to see it deliver.

Love that two of my favorite writers on this board are now taking on the SWF at the same time...

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