WAR on the Vegas Strip...

Eisen-verse · March 14, 2012

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Individual Psyche-up
Involved: Ash Campbell
“Time to make MY splash!!”

{The scene opens with a shaky camera focused directly before an obviously nervous Ash Campbell. Attempting to calm his breath, almost as if he were facing a REAL fear of his, the rattled youngster is shown clenching his fists at his side while his eyes fixate on something before him. None the less, speaking under his breath as he slowly puts his feet into a tentative stride, Ash is ultimately heard setting up his own scenario; even if it’s currently unknown.}

[Ash Campbell]:
You can do this… Donnie had his shot at the Blitzkrieg Championship… now… it’s YOUR turn to make good on creating a splash! Right… that’s right… Right here, right now, I’m going to make MY splash!! No longer am I living in a shadow… It’s MY time!! Yea!!!

{Following what can only be described as a stuart smiley moment for the young Campbell, Ash is shown walking past the camera lens, almost pushing it aside, as he stomps confidently into the darkness. Spinning around in which to gain access to the scenario before him, it’s now shown that Ash is actually stomping in the direction of a dark-and-dingy tin shack.}

{Hidden away in the middle of nowhere, most likely high in the mountains of Appalachia, it’s quickly made apparent that Ash Campbell is doing the unthinkable: stepping into Cletus’ back-yard in which to hopefully gain the WAR Sin City Championship. None the less, as he stomps confidently, defiant of the menacing nature before him, the young flier is shown ultimately grabbing the very handle of the door.}

{Sadly for him, upon grabbing the handle, the door is flung open & the young Campbell is savagely pulled in side in an overpowering manner. Pulled into the sheer darkness within, the camera man hurries to capture the action before us, somehow unafraid of the horror before him, as his sole goal is to document whatever’s about to happen to Ash Campbell.}

Grade:
D-

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Cletus © vs. Ash Campbell

Impromptu Sin City Championship Match
Location: Cletus' tin shack; In the hills of Appalachia
“Grizzly mauling...”

Despite being full of nervous energy, the youthful Campbell is simply unable to manage with the overpowering force of the “Appalachia Grizzly”. Sure, Ash is able to land a strike or two; however, even those don’t seem to hinder Cletus in the slightest. If anything, it’s as if the strike itself was nothing more than a basic slap. None the less, in the end, the WAR Sin City Champion shows himself to be absolutely TOO much for the youngster. Whether it’s ‘home-field-advantage’, that is happening in his OWN dimly lit shack, or it was immense power trumping youthful speed, Cletus ultimately toys with Ash much like a predator plays with it’s prey. In the end, after a powerful throw across the room, one that slams Ash up against the rusted wall off to the side, Cletus is shown slamming his gigantic foot square across the throat of his challenger. Then, after counting his own three, grunting in a barbaric fashion, the match is seemingly brought to an end.

Winner:
Cletus via pinfall

Ending Maneuver:
Guerrilla-throw up against the wall of Cletus' tin shack

Ending Time:
5:01

Match Grade:
D

Note:
This marks the 1st successful defense of the WAR Sin City Championship by Cletus.

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Eisen-verse · March 14, 2012

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To those about to wage in WAR, the battleground is the ultimate place for which LEGENDS are born. Putting everything on the line, a warrior has very little room for error. For, if one is to slip, even momentarily, mass destruction is almost an absolute certainty.

WAR is no place for the weak. When stepping onto the hallowed battleground, only one thing remains… Will you, or will you not, rise to the occasion?

Will you rise for your country? Will you rise for your family? Will you rise for greatness? Will you rise for your brothers? Will you rise… for the banner of WAR?

This and this alone is what measures a man…

… What turns an ordinary person into that of a LEGEND …

Who will dominate the Battleground?

WHO will become the LEGENDS of WAR?

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A week removed from having his right knee severely injured by a chop-block from his “Rise or Fall…” opponent, Eric Tyler,
Troy Tornado
returns to “Battleground” with yet another tall task at hand. In this case, the WAR Champion will attempt the daunting task of overcoming the demonic behemoth himself, and half of the WAR Tag Team Champions,
DAMiaN
! With the deck obviously stacked against him, there’s no doubt that this opening match-up came directly from the desk of the WAR General Nemesis!

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Keeping with the tone set by the opening match, “Battleground” will continue to rage on with another theoretical hatchet buried deep in the back of another WAR General rival. Since day one, the stoic “Lone Wolf”
Shawn Gonzalez
has been somewhat of a thorn in the side of Nemesis. While the two have never really stood directly at odds, Gonzalez HAS been violently intertwined with the WAR General’s hand-picked up-and-comer in James Prudence. Now, only a week after defeating said Reign rival in a main event tag match, Gonzalez steps into the broadcast this week with an enraged Nemesis looking to ‘hinder’ his former DaVE competitor. In this case, Shawn Gonzalez must step into the ring with 5 (
Fumihiro Ota, Kazz, Mario Heroic, Steve Flash, and Teddy Powell
) of the most exciting members of the WAR Blitzkrieg Division; hoping to, somehow, challenge the explosive rise of THE most talked about division in ALL of professional wrestling. More or less, it appears that the WAR General is looking to deplete the “Lone Wolf” with the very division HE single-handedly developed!

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The chaotic environment continues on “Battleground” this week as the newly crowned
Blitzkrieg Champion
,
Ares©
,
defends
his anarchistic crown against the unstable-mind of one,
Matt Sparrow
. While the “GOD of WAR” has been on quite a roll as of late, becoming a historic figure in WAR by being the first to hold the Blitzkrieg strap, one has to wonder HOW the punk-rock rebellion will continue when stacked up against someone as ‘out there’ as Sparrow. Never the less, it’s bound to be one hell of a back-and-forth as the Blitzkrieg Division takes center stage once again!

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Only a little over two-weeks removed from “Rise or Fall…”, an event he’s scheduled to headline as he challenges for Troy Tornado’s WAR Championship, the polarizing “Traditionalist” returns to “Battleground” with his equally controversial
“Wrestling Lesson”
. Still touting to be the BEST in the industry, WHO will ultimately come along and challenge
Eric Tyler
for said crown?

WAR Battleground Quick Picks
DAMiaN vs. Troy Tornado
Fumihiro Ota vs. Kazz vs. Mario Heroic vs. Shawn Gonzalez vs. Steve Flash vs. Teddy Powell
Ares © vs. Matt Sparrow
Eric Tyler's - "Wrestling Lesson" vs. ???????

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Eisen-verse · March 14, 2012

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Monday, 2nd Week of June 2010

An internal thought from Jean Cattley
Relationship: Himself

I have long heard of

‘the call’

.

For over a decade now, I’ve seen a number of my peers receive such. Whether it was going out east, traveling down south, or charting overseas, they all accepted their newfound fate with very little thought to the contrary. The hope of a new day, the chance at a new level, the challenge of a new landscape, was all that was needed to drive home the point of sale.

I’ve seen dreams come true, second chances re-emerge, and the saddening truth of overarching failure, come to all of those who walked that very path.

For me; however, no such ‘call’ ever came.

No such chance at playing a theoretical game of Russian roulette was ever given.

Many have asked before: “Does it sting?”

In reality, it may have once but I’ve long forgot what that feels like. Instead, I came to adopt the indy circuit as my own. Bouncing from company to company, wrestling in humid high school gyms along the way, I came to a sense of romanticism with the life of an underground wrestler.

I sweat. I bled. I practically died for the sport I love most.

Not for fame, or fortune, money, or LEGEND, but… for the sheer obsession of what I do between those ropes.

So now, even as I stand on the other end of ‘the call’, some 6 years after I would have originally thought one would come, a true sense of confliction burns deep within. That ‘sting’ that spoke of currently resides within; however, not in the way I think many would have originally thought out.

The potential mountain top of mainstream success comes with the deep sting of leaving everything I’ve come to know; the sweat-soaked mat where I became relevant.

At the end of the day, I’m still unaware of whether or not I’ve made the right choice…

None the less, today I walk out of the gymnasiums of my past…

… and into the forum of the masses...

... before the

‘bright lights’

of the mainstream warzone.

masterofnone · March 14, 2012

How exactly was Campbell planning to leave with the title since he didn't have a referee with him?

Even if he would have managed to beat Cletus down and count a 3 for himself (instead of, you know, getting destroyed), would it have been allowed to stand as a title change?

Eisen-verse · March 15, 2012

How exactly was Campbell planning to leave with the title since he didn't have a referee with him?

Even if he would have managed to beat Cletus down and count a 3 for himself (instead of, you know, getting destroyed), would it have been allowed to stand as a title change?

There in lies the issue as of late with Cletus taking the Sin City strap to the hills of Appalachia.

The storyline is that he came back even though he was thought to be fired. That said, he sort of bum-rushed the champ at that time, Puerto Rican Power, in a way that made him feel like he wasn't REALLY a member of the WAR roster at that point. He mauled PRP, came away with the belt, and walked off into the darkness; only to resurface in his own tin shack deep in the hills of Appalachia.

As for Campbell not bringing a referee, there's really no need with that in this given scenario. I mean, yea, typically a referee is needed but this is not a typical scenario. To pull the one referee WAR has with him into Appalachia (far from Vegas) would make Jay Fair the most traveled man, on the spot, in WAR. As the match came to an end, it was Cletus who pretty much counted his own three count with grunts. So, if Campbell WOULD have been able to overcome Cletus, he probably would have done the same (sans grunting). From there, he'd have to escape the shack with the belt in hand and would, for the most part, be celebrated as THE man who went up to Appalachia and brought the Sin City title BACK to Vegas!

So, long story short, normally these '24/7 matches' would call for a referee; however, in this case, given the distance for which the champion resides from Vegas, as well as the feeling that he's already not REALLY a member of the WAR roster, a referee wasn't all that needed.

At this point, it's more about 'who can bring the title BACK to Vegas' than following the rules to the "T".

Make sense?

Midnightnick · March 15, 2012

DAMiaN vs. Troy Tornado

Fumihiro Ota vs. Kazz vs. Mario Heroic vs. Shawn Gonzalez vs. Steve Flash vs. Teddy Powell

Ares © vs. Matt Sparrow

Eric Tyler's - "Wrestling Lesson" vs. ???????

masterofnone · March 15, 2012

As for Campbell not bringing a referee, there's really no need with that in this given scenario. I mean, yea, typically a referee is needed but this is not a typical scenario. To pull the one referee WAR has with him into Appalachia (far from Vegas) would make Jay Fair the most traveled man, on the spot, in WAR. As the match came to an end, it was Cletus who pretty much counted his own three count with grunts. So, if Campbell WOULD have been able to overcome Cletus, he probably would have done the same (sans grunting). From there, he'd have to escape the shack with the belt in hand and would, for the most part, be celebrated as THE man who went up to Appalachia and brought the Sin City title BACK to Vegas!

So, long story short, normally these '24/7 matches' would call for a referee; however, in this case, given the distance for which the champion resides from Vegas, as well as the feeling that he's already not REALLY a member of the WAR roster, a referee wasn't all that needed.

At this point, it's more about 'who can bring the title BACK to Vegas' than following the rules to the "T".

Make sense?

(I was thinking of the old WWF 24/7 Hardcore matches where they would have referees dragged to the most seemingly unlikely places, but then again those matches weren't taking place on the other side of the country.)

Yeah, it does. So it's not even really about pinning Cletus so much as incapacitating him and getting out of Dodge with the belt.

Also:

DAMiaN vs. Troy Tornado

Between the other two DI members, as well as Eric Tyler, the odds are simply too much for Tornado to overcome.

Fumihiro Ota vs. Kazz vs. Mario Heroic vs. Shawn Gonzalez vs. Steve Flash vs. Teddy Powell

The Lone Wolf finds a victory amidst the Blitzkrieg chaos.

Ares © vs. Matt Sparrow

Can't see Sparrow's first WAR victory being for the title.

Eric Tyler's - "Wrestling Lesson" vs. ???????

Afterwards, the Champ comes and gets some of Tyler in retribution for last week and the opener.

Swagger1994 · March 16, 2012

DAMiaN vs. Troy Tornado

Champ vs. Tag Champ it's not a very hard question.

Fumihiro Ota vs. Kazz vs. Mario Heroic vs. Shawn Gonzalez vs. Steve Flash vs. Teddy Powell

Ota and Flash have an outside chance ,but in reality Gonzalez is going to destroy them all.

Ares © vs. Matt Sparrow

Best in the world.

Eric Tyler's - "Wrestling Lesson" vs. ???????

There's so many ?. You are really messing with me now.

Emark · March 16, 2012

DAMiaN vs. Troy Tornado

Fumihiro Ota vs. Kazz vs. Mario Heroic vs. Shawn Gonzalez vs. Steve Flash vs. Teddy Powell

Ares © vs. Matt Sparrow

Eric Tyler's - "Wrestling Lesson" vs. ??????

angeldelayette · March 17, 2012

DAMiaN vs. Troy Tornado

DAMiaN will look good but Tornado overcomes the odds yet again.

Fumihiro Ota vs. Kazz vs. Mario Heroic vs. Shawn Gonzalez vs. Steve Flash vs. Teddy Powell

Gonzalez, like Tornado, overcomes the odds to get the win here.

Ares © vs. Matt Sparrow

Ares isn't losing the belt any time soon.

Eric Tyler's - "Wrestling Lesson" vs. ???????

Tyler is getting a title shot so he needs to look good.

Eisen-verse · March 18, 2012

<p></p><div style="text-align:center;"><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div><span>http://i1198.photobucket.com/albums/aa445/WAR_Vegas/Wrestlers/MeanJeanCattley.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div><div style="text-align:right;"><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="32420" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div style="text-align:right;"><div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><strong>Tuesday, 2nd Week of June 2010</strong></span></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"> </span></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em>An internal thought from Jean Cattley </em></span></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em> Relationship: Himself</em></span></span></div></div></div></div><p></p></div></div><div></div></blockquote></div><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><span style="font-size:12px;"><strong><em>The drive felt like a century.</em></strong></span></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"> </span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"> </span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em>With all of $2.56 in my pocket, crumpled in a wad at the very bottom of my faded jean pockets, I knew that a night-stay in an interstate-adjacent motel was simply out of the question. Instead, I was forced to trade in a beaten, disease-infested, motel bed for the weathered seat of my beater car. At least with my seat, while certainly drenched with stains of years gone by, I KNEW what had left such ugliness. </em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em> I entertained the idea of sleeping in my car; however, felt that it was probably best NOT to tempt my car into finally failing on me. The consistent plume of smoke from the rear of my car ultimately made my drive that much more pressing; not wanting to call my new employers as I stand stranded in the middle of nowhere. None the less, a continuous drive was all that was possible frankly. I needed to get to Vegas and I couldn’t trust in the piece of sh*t that I had been forced to drive for a good 5-years past it’s death-bed.</em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em> I would have traded it out but, let’s face it, Rip’s [Chord] pay was inconsistent at best. Believe me, I love the man, despite all of his demons, but his ability to keep a man afloat financially wasn’t his strong point as an owner. If anything, his mind was too wrapped around the bottle to ever come to the notion of payment for his ‘boys’ as he called us; a fact that drove his little brat of a son mad with deep-rooted frustration.</em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em> All in all, when I came upon the famed strip, I found myself entranced with shock. </em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em> It’s so much what Vegas had to offer that drove me to that point. Truthfully, it was the realization that, after all of these years, after the blood, sweat, and tears, I shed on the independent circuit, I was now where we all strive for, whether outwardly or not,… the mountain of mainstream wrestling.</em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em> With a hefty knot twisting violently in my stomach, I finally come to a stop before the grandiose front doors of the Empire Hotel & Casino. Instantaneously, upon bringing my beater to park before the 20-something valet at the marble laced doors, the obvious truth was quite apparent. With so much glitz, so much glamour, I, a man of underground tastes, found myself freakishly out of place with my surroundings.</em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em><span style="font-size:12px;">After years of living under the radar, busting my body for peanuts before a crowd of a local 20, here I was now… Standing before the very gates, if you will, of grandiose glamour.</span></em></span></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em><span style="font-size:14px;">Las Vegas, despite all of it’s blatant contrasts to my history, was now my home.</span></em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div><div style="text-align:right;"><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Franklin Gothic Medium';"><em><span style="font-size:18px;">I never thought I’d see this day.</span></em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p>

Eisen-verse · March 20, 2012

<p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"><strong><span style="text-decoration:underline;">Show Update</span></strong></span></p><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';">

"Battleground" TV Episode #2 will be up on Wednesday this week! Sorry for the delay; however, my time, as always, has been quite limited as of late. That said, everything should be up late on Wednesday for everyone to read!</span></p><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"> </span></p><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';">

Just thought I'd throw a heads-up out there for my WAR readers. </span><img alt="" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/biggrin.png.929299b4c121f473b0026f3d6e74d189.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /></p>

Eisen-verse · March 21, 2012

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Backstage Entrance/Attack
Involved: Troy Tornado © and ??????
“Unstoppable!”

{“Battleground”, LIVE on POP!, opens with the iconic sight of the WAR Champion himself, Troy Tornado, riding into the loading dock of the Empire Hotel & Casino firmly atop an aged steel & black motorcycle. His recently died blonde hair flips about, the sun bouncing off of his midnight black sunglasses as well, as Tornado is shown ultimately coming to a halt in a dramatic fashion. Kicking his stand down, revving his engine one last time, Tornado ultimately brings the roar of his steel horse to an end.}

{Stepping off, up-and-over, the leather-clad, combat-boot-wearing, WAR Champion lazily begins to step toward the back entrance of the Empire. With his championship belt gleaming over his right shoulder, capturing any light around the scene at hand, Tornado projects this air of ultimate ‘lazy cool’. None the less, in doing so, there’s a true air to his presence; one that screams of an epic nature.}

{Sadly, for Tornado, all the ‘epic nature’ in the world can’t save you from what resides around the other side of a string of semi’s parked in the very same loading dock area…}

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Vicious, Vile, and Violent

{As Tornado walks past, we see what appears to be a shadowed giant around the corner. With time, as the WAR Champion walks on past, not aware of what we just witnessed, Tornado is forced to recognize the menacing scenario at hand…}

{Coming from the darkness, one-half of the WAR Tag Team Champions, DAMiaN ©, is shown exploding from the unseen. Within seconds, Tornado is already face down on the cement after a skull-crushing big boot square to the side of the WAR Champion’s head. The impact is so deadly, so head-jarring, that, within seconds of it’s strike, Tornado is barely conscious; running his hands along the cement to get up even though he doesn’t quite know where he is after impact.}

{From there, Tornado simply didn’t have a chance to defend himself. He would try, as he always does, but the sheer force of DAMiaN, plus his previous cheap-shot from the dark, would prove to be TOO much for the rebellious champion to ever even the score. Instead, DAMiaN is shown flinging Tornado around like a rag-doll backstage; inching ever much closer to the back end of the “Gates of WAR”.}

{Before we knew it, DAMiaN’s one-sided beatdown spills out through the “Gates of WAR” as the rabid WAR fan-base is shown showering him with utter disdain. While this may stop others for a second, most likely to verbally jaw-jack with the rabid crowd, DAMiaN shows NO interest in their response. If anything, he doesn’t even break his stride as he continues to beat down upon the depleted Troy Tornado.}

{In the end, just before they reach the squared circle, DAMiaN is shown casting significant doubt in the corner of Tornado’s chances of victory tonight. With one overpowering throw, one that is typically reserved only for folk-lore, DAMiaN is ultimately shown executing his signature “Damnation Drop” (Release Powerbomb) squarely upon the steel rampway below!!}

Steve Smith:
GOOD LORD!!!!!!!!!!!

Slick Rick:
I think DAMiaN just KILLED Troy Tornado…
{Raspy laughter follows}
Did you SEE how his head bounced off the steel rampway?

Steve Smith:
Ladies and gentlemen, I’m afraid that our champion, Troy Tornado, may be out indefinitely after that!! A “Damnation Drop” onto the steel ramp? Really? Good LORD, DAMiaN cares NOTHING for the safety of anyone…

Slick Rick:
When has he ever?

{The impact is so deadly, the sound so sickening, that the WAR fan-base watches on in horror as their fallen champion looks as though he’s suffered an intense car-accident. His body lying about, his eyes slowly blinking as he looks up at the lights above, and his beaten frame obviously hurting, as it’s quite obvious that Troy Tornado is not 100% after such a maneuver; more like somewhere around 25% if that.}

Steve Smith:

I know you’re new, Jay [Fair], but you CAN’T let this match take place!! We need EMT’s out here to make sure Tornado is even viable to stand up; let alone wrestle!! Someone needs to STOP this before things get worse!

Slick Rick:

Stop this? Why the HELL would we stop this? DAMiaN is about to RID this damn company of the disease we’ve suffered for the last 5-months now! Troy Tornado is on the VERGE of his demise!!

{Raspy laughter follows}

… All thanks to the WAR General!!! Great match, Nemesis, … GREAT match!

Steve Smith:

This is just sickening!! DAMiaN could put Tornado out for GOOD after a fall like that…

Slick Rick:

That’s what we’re hoping, Steve-o!

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DAMiaN vs. Troy Tornado

Singles Match
“The demonic monster overwhelms!”

Troy Tornado appears to be entirely depleted as the opening bell rings strong. Already hobbled by a knee injury suffered last week at the dubious hand of his “Rise or Fall…” challenger, Eric Tyler, the embattled WAR Champion looks as though he’s struggling to simply stay upright. With every bone-crushing blow, every ring-rattling slam, the life from Tornado’s heavily tattooed frame is seen oozing into the ether. At points, most likely on autopilot as he swings like a drunken sailor, the WAR Champion is able to land a strike or two; however, it does very little to actually slow DAMiaN’s impending violence. That’s why, when Leper Messiah made is his presence known with a big boot of his own, one that newfound WAR referee Jay Fair simply doesn’t see due to the towering chest of DAMiaN before him, it’s widely expected that Tornado may be on the verge of a crushing loss.

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BIG BOOT!!!

In the end though, somehow, someway, the anarchistic rebel is able to defy all odds with a heavy DDT out of desperation…

Slipping out of a “Damnation Drop” attempt from DAMiaN, Tornado quickly drops the menacing demon with a DDT heard resonating throughout the dimly-lit Vegas night-hot-spot “Omega”. Seconds later, as DAMiaN shakes off the strike, stepping back to his feet in a brutish fashion, Tornado is ultimately able to score a shocking standard three count with the usage of a newfound top-rope maneuver entitled – “Spinal-Tap” (Buff Blockbuster).

Shortly after their joint impact, Tornado is shown utilizing a quick cover in which to bring about victory; one that was quickly broken by the overpowering throw of DAMiaN. Sensing he would need MORE, Tornado slowly staggers away from the pinfall attempt as his monstrous opponent returns to his feet. From there, with one swift strike, Tornado is shown landing an epic Superkick square to the jaw of DAMiaN; extending his entire frame in which to make such a kick possible! Seconds later, collapsing atop the fallen demon, Tornado is ultimately able to gain a standard three count in his favor; one that, if counted to 4 instead of 3, wouldn’t have brought about an end.

That said, despite being victorious, the ravaged WAR Champion looks nothing like the word ‘victorious’. Instead, he’s shown slipping out through the crowd with an injured stagger as Leper Messiah storms into the ring; hoping to further the violence put forth by he and his partner.

All in all, all that’s left is a severely enraged Demonic Intervention. Also, a devilishly smirking Troy Tornado slowly staggering his way through the roaring crowd; injured, depleted, and yet oozing with a dirty sense of charisma despite his current condition.

Winner:
Troy Tornado via pinfall

Ending Maneuver:
“Spinal-Tap” (Buff Blockbuster) followed by a superkick

Ending Time:
7:05

Steve Smith:

I’ll be honest folks, I didn’t expect to see Troy Tornado walk away in one-piece LET ALONE in victory here tonight!! DAMiaN was practically using this guy like a damn chew-toy and yet, somehow, someway, he was able to pull it off! If this doesn’t drive the point home then I don’t know what will… Troy Tornado ALWAYS comes out on top! No matter what’s stacked against him, who stands before him, or who wants him taken out, Troy Tornado is the kind of guy who ALWAYS bubbles back to the surface!

Slick Rick:

He may have bubbled somehow tonight but he’ll drown soon enough. NO ONE, not even Troy Tornado, can keep up with this kind of torture from the WAR General. He’s damn lucky he got away from tonight with even a SLIVER of his health in-tact. DAMiaN practically had him on his ‘death-bed’ at several points during the match!!

Steve Smith:

… BUT… at the end of the day… He wasn’t able to ‘finish the job’…

Slick Rick:

I’d like to see you say that to his face…

Steve Smith:

There’s NO WAY I would ever do that!

{Laughs}

I value my life too much to be THAT stupid.

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Backward Psyche-Up
Involved: WAR General Nemesis and James Prudence
“You've failed me TOO much!”

{We transition backstage after Troy Tornado’s shocking defeat of the DEMONIC MONSTER in DAMiaN in which to see the hardened WAR General seated behind his large executive desk. While he makes no noise at first, his brutish body language tells of a man interlocked in a sense of absolute rage. His stare burns, his chin protrudes in an authoritative fashion, and the veins in his forehead jet through as if they were searching for daylight, all with the notion that the General has truly surpasses his short patience level. None the less, as his appears to grow in anger, practically radiating fumes of rage itself, the camera man slowly pans out in which to witness a view of Nemesis from over the shoulder of James Prudence; as he stands before the General’s desk.}

[WAR General Nemesis]:
I expected it from TITUS… Hell, I expected it from the Guru… But you? YOU? This is unacceptable….

{Nemesis clenches his weathered fists hard as the veins upon his forehead appear more dominantly.}

[WAR General Nemesis]:
I stood before the masses, those f*cking idiots, and sung your praises. I claimed YOU, and YOU alone, were the FUTURE of this god-damn industry… and what do you do about it? You fail… and fail… time-and-time…again…

[James Prudence]:
… but General… I did beat…

{Growing intensely angered by hearing someone chime in, the General slams his right fist squarely upon his desktop in a roaring fashion. In doing so, Prudence stops dead in his tracks verbally. Meanwhile, the WAR General’s face contorts with intense anger in connection to the scenario at hand.}

[WAR General Nemesis]:
I…DID NOT… ASK…YOUR…OPINION…

{The room grows silent as Nemesis stares upon Prudence with absolute fury.}

[WAR General Nemesis]:
I’ve been called MANY things in my career… but a liar is not one of them. If I SAY I’m going to kick your a$$ then you best be sure that your a$$ is grass. And if I SAY that someone is the NEXT BIG THING, that person better be DAMN sure that they live up to that name. Do you understand me?

[James Prudence]:
I…

{Nemesis stares upon Prudence as James catches himself in mid-speech. Instead, he confidently nods his head in approval.}

[WAR General Nemesis]:
I’m SICK and DAMN TIRED of you letting me down… SO, at “Rise or Fall…” you will have a chance to finally PUT UP… or SHUTUP… forever…

{The General pauses in which to add further grandeur to his statement; mysterious none the less in nature.}

[WAR General Nemesis]:
You WILL face Shawn Gonzalez at “Rise or Fall…”; however, that’s not all. One of you, after that night, will NOT be returning to work the next Monday on “Battleground”.
{Pauses; stares Prudence down feverishly}
For, this whole back-and-forth sh*t is FINALLY to an end…
{Pauses}
When you face off against Gonzalez at “Rise or Fall…” it will be a ‘loser leaves WAR’ match…. And it’s as simple as that. If you lose, and you better make DAMN sure you DON’T, then ALL of this goes away… Reign… your WAR contract… the chance to be atop this company… It ALL… GOES… AWAY!
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I’m tired of giving you chances that you obviously don’t deserve… So… show me… show me at “Rise or Fall…” that you DESERVE to be here!

[James Prudence]:
I won’t let you down…

[WAR General Nemesis]:
Too late… you already have…

{With that, the WAR General looks down upon a collection of papers upon his desk. In doing so, Prudence knows that this is his marker to leave. Slowly, frustrated in his own right, Prudence exits the WAR General’s office; however, this time around, there’s a sense of REAL desperation to his presence. Meanwhile, as he signs away on several documents before him, it’s equally obvious to perceive that the WAR General is not playing games anymore. If anything, he appears to be ready to sink EVERYTHING if it means that his stature, his legacy, and his position, stay in-tact.}

Steve Smith:

Trouble in paradise it seems…

Slick Rick:

I don’t know how the General can’t discount James Prudence as a failure? I mean, I respect the HELL out of the General but really? Prudence has beaten Gonzalez and Buddy Garner in recent weeks. The so-called ‘experts’ label these guys as good, which is arguable, but you can’t discount victories!

Steve Smith:

I think Nemesis is blinded by his own NEED to be great. In this case, he can’t beat it into people anymore; so, he has to rely on others to get the job done. In this case, even with what Prudence has accomplished, I still don’t think it’s good enough for the General?

Slick Rick:

Damn… I’d hate to have him in MY house when I was a kid… I’m sure his kids HAVE to be f*cked up…

Steve Smith:

Probably…

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Fumihiro Ota vs. Kazz vs. Mario Heroic vs. Shawn Gonzalez vs. Steve Flash vs. Teddy Powell

Six-way Singles Match
Non-Elimination Match
“Surviving Blitzkrieg; somewhat...”

Surrounded by the chaos that is 5-highly-explosive Blitzkrieg fliers, the embattled “Lone Wolf” appears to have been cast straight into the lion’s den by the WAR General. With that in mind though, despite his stoic nature, Gonzalez does little to simply ‘lie down’ for his speedy competitors. If anything, as the bell is finally rung, huffing once in a ‘well, here we go’ kind of fashion, Shawn is shown getting straight into the middle of the action; stripping away his stoic nature in which to bring about an equally explosive onslaught.

Utilizing his power advantage, not much but enough to show a difference, the “Lone Wolf” is ultimately shown as the obvious aggressor within the match. That said, with the likes of Fumihiro Ota, Kazz, Mario Heroic, Teddy Powell, and Steve Flash, standing before him, there’s no clear-cut ‘victory lane’ for Gonzalez. If anything, despite his ability to rile up, the sheer numbers game of 5-other dare-devil fliers makes their overall exchange riddled with instability.

It’s really hard to point anyone out as ‘above the rest’. If anything, Gonzalez included, there’s a true openness to their exchange.

Steve Flash appears calculating in his body-stretching onslaught. Kazz practically leaps from his black leather boots with a level of athleticism unseen in years. Mario Heroic, with an air of mysterious grandeur, bounces around the ring like a pinball hell-bent on a large final score. Fumihiro Ota continues his menacing climb within WAR; striking from every direction as he utilizes speed & ability to floor all before him. Meanwhile, Teddy Powell, dripping with intensity, practically bum-rushes all with the hope of literally steamrolling his way into victory.

In the end though, it’s the stoic ICON who ultimately brings about an end…

… Well, not necessarily as you would think!

As the action continues to unfold, no man really gaining an upper-hand, all exploding into a ball of absolute chaos, the devious appearance of James Prudence is seen coming through the “Gate of WAR”…

Speeding toward the ring, ducking in which to hide himself in a way, Prudence is shown wasting NO time as he slides directly into the ring. Within seconds, the “Platinum” man himself is shown colliding with Shawn Gonzalez; slamming his arms into the back of the “Lone Wolf’s” head.

Before you know it, the bell has been rung; however, that doesn’t stop Prudence from ultimately flooring the reeling Shawn Gonzalez with his signature - “Better than Gold” (The Stroke). While Gonzalez does everything to try to break said maneuver, the sheer shock of the moment is enough to push the impact into full-force.

All in all, as the ring is riddled with Blitzkrieg wrestlers strung about, all victims of their OWN insane daredevil nature, it’s the final image of James Prudence standing over a fallen James Prudence that resonates.

Winner:
Shawn Gonzalez via DQ

Ending Maneuver:
Run-in from James Prudence

Ending Time:
7:44

Steve Smith:

I can’t imagine the REST of the Blitzkrieg wrestlers are very happy about this…

{Shakes his head}

Prudence just came out amongst the craziness and strong-armed his own agenda on the match. More or less, this HAS to be in direct relation to the little ‘pep-talk’ given by the WAR General…

Slick Rick:

Nemesis wanted to see SOMETHING out of Prudence and he just got it…

Steve Smith:

I wouldn’t be shocked though if the Blitzkrieg Division came gunning for Prudence. This could have been a HUGE victory for any one of those guys and now… it’s all spoiled; thanks to that little Jack-a$$!

Slick Rick:

This ‘aint two-hand-touch football, Steve-o! Prudence has beef with Gonzalez, he wants his career on a platter; so, he’s not going to stop until he gets it! Now, with the “Loser Leaves” stipulation on their match at “Rise or Fall…” Prudence can do EXACTLY that! Ding-dong… The “Lone Wolf” is about to be… DEAD!

{Slick Rick laughs in a hefty/raspy fashion}

Steve Smith:

We’ll see how that goes. I STILL have my money on Gonzalez. Then, we can FINALLY rid this place of James Prudence…

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Hype Skit
Involved: Puerto Rican Power
“Traveling to Appalachia!”

{We open our scene in a hazy, smoke-filled, dead-end bar in the middle of nowhere. The walls are weathered and stained, the furniture equally the same, as it’s rather obvious that we are nowhere near a metropolis to speak of. That said, the smattering of toothless, ratted-haired, back-home buddies inhabit the dingy room as if it were there second home; if not first. None the less, as the camera lens stops upon a large-framed man seated at the bar, hunched over as he drinks, it becomes known that that figure is none other than the former WAR Sin City Champion, Puerto Rican Power.}

{We now transition to a closer side-view of the former champion as he clenches his foggy glass as if he were attempting to choke it out in internal frustration. With this eyes focused straight forward, not on anything particular it seems, Power appears to be entirely fixated within; rummaging through something deep in his mind.}

{After another chug of his drink passes by the scruffy beard upon his weathered face, the brutish Power is shown slamming his glass down in a forceful fashion; most likely to signal that he’s ‘out’. With that in mind, seconds later, a 40-something bar-keep is shown shuffling in his direction.}

{With a limp that tells of a troubling past for the bar keep, the equally scruffy bartender comes to a stop before Power on the other side of the bar. Leaning his weathered hands upon said bar, the bar-keep takes a second to look straight into Power’s eyes; waiting on a response if anything. However, as the former Sin City Champion remains in silence, looking past the bar-keep in an act of internal fixation, the bar-keep eventually projects his voice outward.}

[bar-keep]:
Whiskey?

{Puerto Rican Power doesn’t respond; simply looks past the bar-keep still. More or less, it’s as if the brutish powerhouse is entirely fixated on a lingering thought deep within. Sensing he’s not going to receive an answer from the silent giant of a man, the hobbled bar-keep is shown ultimately pouring him another glass.}

[bar-keep]:
What the f*ck bite you…

{He questions as a confused look forms upon his face. Meanwhile, Power doesn’t even budge in the slightest. Instead, he grabs his glass, still looking off into the distance, and shoots down the glass of whiskey as if it were water. No wincing, no cough, just a straight drink.}

[bar-keep]:
Seriously… I ‘aint seen sh*t like this in ages.
{Shakes his head in a sense of shock if anything}
Dude your size, nothin’ should be f*ckin’ with you like this…

{The Bar-keep goes about his business, wiping down the bar before him with an already greasy rag, as Power continues to look off into the distance.}

[bar-keep]:
Is it a b*tch?

{With that, the Bar-keep starts to nod his head in approval of his own statement. Smiling, a fact that shows a few missing teeth of his own, the disheveled bartender looks to be already expecting ‘women problem’s to be the case.}

[bar-keep]:
The whole ‘can’t live with ‘em… can’t live without ‘em’ is the f*ckin’ truth! One second, you’re madly in love, the next… you’re on the verge of f*ckin’ killin’ yourself.

{Looking down upon the bar, sliding his glass forward with one of his meaty fingers, Power gruffly begins to respond; a fact that all but shocks the bartender.}

[Puerto Rican Power]:
… It ‘aint about a b*tch.

[bar-keep]:
Then what’s got you wrapped up in this sh*t?

{Power slowly lifts his head upward in which to look the bar-keep square in his eyes. The weathered look upon his face, the bear-like bear, tells of a man who has seen better days to say the least. With that in mind though, while physically disheveled, he appears to be the physical personification of alpha male.}

[Puerto Rican Power]:
I’ve got a grizzly to hunt down…

{The Bar-keep looks back at him with a look of confusion upon his face. However, before he can speak, another bar patron is shown staggering up to the bar. At first glance, it’s obvious to see that this figure is massively intoxicated. The fact that he’s barely able to stand, that his eyes are rolling in every direction, tells that to be true. With all of that though, his gigantic frame, equal to Power’s, is enough to demand attention.}

[intoxicated Big Man]:
What the f*ck are you looking at?

{He leans down on the bar in a drunken fashion as he does his best to intimidate Power. Sadly, for him, Power doesn’t fear much of anything.}

[intoxicated Big Man]:
You deaf, boy? I said…

{Before the intoxicated big man can finish his sentence, Power is shown forcibly clenching his club of a hand around the throat of the Big Man. Stepping off his stool, Power is ultimately shown shoving the Big Man up against the wall with one thunderous shove. Typically, given both of their sizes and temperaments, this would bring about a hellacious fight; however, given the intoxication level of the other man, nothing really comes of it. Instead, the drunken Big Man is shown slouching over against a nearby chair as he practically passes out in the process. Meanwhile, as everyone stops to stare upon the two of them, most likely preparing for more carnage to take place, Power is ultimately shown slamming a wad of cash down upon the bar. Seconds later, stomping in a brutish fashion out of the bar; slamming his brutish frame into the door in the process.}

Steve Smith:

It’s pretty easy to see that Puerto Rican Power is certainly haunted by what happened between he and Cletus. It’s burning a hole upstairs and there’s no doubt in my mind that he won’t stop until the “Grizzly of Appalachia” is, as he said, hunted down. All in all, he’s gunning for Cletus, traveling across country to make it happen, and, in the end, only one man will probably walk out of Cletus’ shack… The other… well, we may never see again…

Slick Rick:

Power is one f*cking bad a$$, I’ll give him that, but he’s signing his own ‘death certificate’ if he thinks he can just walk into the hills of Appalachia alone. Cletus WILL end him; however, maybe that’s what he wants? He HAS to know he’s on a death-mission.

Steve Smith:

I don’t think he really cares. He’s grown reckless since Cletus steamrolled him a few weeks back to take the WAR Sin City Championship to the hills of Appalachia. He’s not going to back down and I don’t expect Cletus to either. As I said before, only one man will most likely survive this…

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Argument w/ match development
Involved: Fox Mask, Masked Cougar, and Donnie J
“Follow the code...”

{Coming off of a short promotional break, one that hypes the upcoming battle between Troy Tornado © and Eric Tyler for the WAR Championship at “Rise or Fall…”, we witness the sight of a tight view of Fox Mask and Masked Cougar standing nose-to-nose. Snarling collectively, these two long-time friends appear to be at a new stage of their lives; one that has them currently at odds. None the less, as their stare-down continues to be unapologetically tense, their equal silence finally subsides with the sound of ferocious Fox Mask speaking in a direct fashion.}

[Fox Mask]:
I did what I did…

{They continue to stare eachother down as Fox Mask pauses for a brief second. Meanwhile, the tension is entirely prevalent.}

[Fox Mask]:
You may not like it. You may not understand it. But, it’s what NEEDED to be done.
{Pauses}
I didn’t come to WAR in which to bounce around like a damn fool. I came to this company to dominate the Blitzkrieg Division and nothing less.
{Pauses}
I have no problem with you, not in the slightest, but what I did last week, I’d do again… and again… and again…

{The two stare one another down once again as silence fills the air.}

[Fox Mask]:
I’m gunning for Ares, as I’m sure you are too, but as heads up, I’m not backing down from what needs to be done to get to “Rise or Fall…”. I may have knocked you on your a$$ last week unexpectedly but this time around I’m telling you flat out… Don’t stop me, Cougar. This is MY title shot and I’ll do whatever it takes to keep it that way!

[Masked Cougar]:
Show me…
{Pauses}
Show me that you’ll do whatever it takes to keep your spot. You… me… in that ring… NOW…

{A tense stare-down continues as it’s rather obvious that these two are certainly at odds. None the less, slowly, Foxy is shown nodding his head in a sense of intense approval.}

[Fox Mask]:
I suppose I owe you that…
{Pauses}
You’re on…

{As tension continues to rise, all of a sudden, a familiar face of them both, Donnie J, is shown walking onto the scene in which to defuse the situation at hand. None the less, as he places his hands on either man’s chest, standing in the middle as a way of calmly putting distance between the two, it’s shown that Donnie has appeared in which help bring a ‘stepping back’ notion between the two coastal zone alumni.}

[Donnie J]:
Come on… let’s cool down here…
{Looks to both men individually}
You want to beat into one another? That’s fine. It’s not like you haven’t done it for years… but… this doesn’t feel like some competitive back-and-forth. Get your head-right…

{Donnie points to Fox Mask’s masked head as Foxy continues to look forward at Masked Cougar.}

[Donnie J]:
Come back to reality…

{Donnie points to Masked Cougar’s equally masked head. However, much like Foxy, he’s more focused on Fox Mask before him.}

[Donnie J]:
You can lay into one another all you want but you can’t forget the coastal code…
{Pauses; looks at both men}
You fight hard… honor hard… respect hard. Don’t tell me you’ve already forgotten…

{Neither man talks in which to add depth to Donnie’s statement. That said, Donnie, the knowledgeable veteran that he is, continues forth with a father-like conversation.}

[Donnie J]:
Go ahead… beat each other down… push your bodies to the limit… BUT… when it’s all said and done, and the bell has rung, I better see BOTH of you extend your hand out in respect for one another.
{Pauses; stares down both of them once again}
Don’t turn your back on the only code both of you have known…

{With that, Donnie J walks off scene; however, in a frustrated fashion. Meanwhile, Fox Mask and Masked Cougar slowly back away from one another. That said, it’s not in a truce like fashion. If anything, the tension is still radiating entirely strong as neither man is willing to ‘let down’. In the end, the final image is that of the two opponents staring at one another from afar; still not willing to break their heated focus from the other.}

Steve Smith:

Folks, it appears that long-time friends in Fox Mask and Masked Cougar have finally hit a wall with one another. It was only a week ago that Fox Mask shockingly floored Masked Cougar, bringing about his journey for the Blitzkrieg Championship to an end, and now we see the two are spinning even DEEPER down a hole of dread. To be honest, I don’t KNOW which one of the two is the better challenger for Ares; however, tonight, I’m sure we’re about to find out!!

Slick Rick:

… and what’s this about the ‘Coastal Code’? Donnie J swoops in here like he actually MATTERS and spouts some bull-sh*t talk?

Steve Smith:

I believe it stems from their years on the west coast indy scene; or the ‘coastal region’ as said by many. It seems there’s a given ‘code’ for the region that, supposedly, Donnie J feels that Cougar and Foxy are disregarding right now. I guess, no matter what, we’re bound to see Donnie J out there tonight too as it seems he’s rather invested in their exchange…

Slick Rick:

I wish he’d just fall off a bridge or something. I mean, come on, NO ONE cares Donnie. Not even your so-called ‘friends’. Stop wasting WAR air-time with your meaningless presence.

Steve Smith:

That seems a little harsh…

Slick Rick:

… It’s the truth!

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Fox Mask vs. Masked Cougar
w/ Donnie J in a neutral corner

Singles Match
“The Coastal Code”

Despite being longtime friends, the combination of Fox Mask and Masked Cougar appear willing to truly overrun the other. As they both gun for the same title, the WAR Blitzkrieg Championship, a fact that both were VERY close to securing before failing to remain unified in the previous title match, the overall tension stands to get the best of them; forcing one another into an awkward position of having to beat-down a confidant. In the end, it’s that knowledge of one another, the extensive interactions they’ve had with one another, that ultimately creates a scenario where they BOTH know eachother’s move-set seconds before it’s utilized.

Back-and-forth, near-pinfalls at every turn, their contested warring ultimately breeds further aggression toward one another; becoming frustrated with not being able to overcome the other. With that in mind, as Donnie J stands outside of the ring, looking on as a friend in the middle, there’s the feeling that this really could bubble over into a hatred of one another; being unable to strip their want for success from their overall friendship.

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Watching on; in the middle!

In the end, it’s this ‘sameness’ between the two that ultimately brings about an equally equal outcome…

Leaping from the top rope, Masked Cougar descends upon the fallen Fox Mask with what appears to be some version of a high-impact splash. However, as he reaches closer, Foxy is shown that he’s been playing a game of possum; jumping to his feet in which to counteract the splash by his opponent.

In reality, neither man gets the better of the other…

If anything, they equally floor the other…

Masked Cougar slams into Fox Mask; however, as he does so, Foxy does the only thing he can; he extends his head outward with a headbutt. In doing so, both of their skulls collide in epic fashion; a fact that drives both of them to collapse to the canvas in a sickening fashion.

Before you know it, 10-warning counts have been administered as both competitors struggle to regain their consciousness; blinking, twitching, and flexing their hands, as they attempt to ‘get with it’. In the end though, neither is able to get there fast enough.

Winner:
DRAW

Ending Maneuver:
Masked Cougar crashes into Fox Mask from the top-rope as Fox Mask lands a desperation head-butt

Ending Time:
7:39

Steve Smith:

Did you hear the thud as they hit heads?

{Winces as he shakes his own head}

I wouldn’t be shocked if both are suffering from a concussion right now!

Slick Rick:

It just goes to show you how desperate these guys were to win. The Blitzkrieg Division is one crazy b*tch; if you WANT to succeed then you better have a few screws loose.

Steve Smith:

The lingering question is… Where does Fox Mask and Masked Cougar’s friendship lie right now? They’ve known eachother for years now; however, it seems that the Blitzkrieg Championship may have gotten between the two of them.

Slick Rick:

‘Coastal Zone Pride’ means diddly-sh*t when there is a title in play.

Steve Smith:

It seems that I can’t argue with you there…

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Hype Video
Involved: ?????? + Demonic Intervention ©
“Unholy Alliance”

{Overtaking the broadcast like a virus, yet another unsettling hype video is utilized in which to add further depth to ‘the coming…’ of a new WAR wrestler. While the imagery is unapologetically dark, utilizing such a tone to frame religious themes in a menacing fashion, the overall video takes a deeper-dive into such a vibe with the addition of the WAR Tag Team Champions, Demonic Intervention, to the fold.}

{Seated in the front pew of a dingy, run-down, church, one that appears to be crackling from the very foundation for which it stands upon, the towering frames of Demonic Intervention is shown looking forward as if in a trance. Slowly, it becomes obvious who they are focusing their attention upon, as a smaller-framed man appears from within the darkness. Occasionally cracks of lightning, shining up the room in small spurts, shows the figure to be a bald African-American man dressed in tattered clothing. As he stands before his crowd of vile monsters, each viewer does their best to preview WHO it could certainly be; however, to no such avail. The smattering of light, as well as a number of flickering candles, are simply not enough to show his entire identity.}

[unknown Man]:
HE has spoken… the time has come… the moment is NOW. Let the fire consume all…
{Pauses as he raises his hands outward in a praying fashion}
… Let the wicked burn… the non-believers fall at MY feet…
{Pauses}
… The era of reckoning has begun… and will come to ignite the flame of judgment… as the mere mortals attempt to… “RISE…OR… FALL…”!

{He pauses for a slight second as the lightning outside takes a more frantic pace. Meanwhile, the sound of pouring rain begins to grow louder; creating more of a menacing scenario at hand.}

[unknown Man]:
Let the horns above announce MY arrival… the day for which I reclaim… MY… Kingdom…

{With that, the unknown African-American man is shown throwing his head back, still holding his arms out, in a ‘praise me’ kind of fashion. In connection, witnessing such, DAMiaN and Leper Messiah are shown slowly lowering their heads in homage.}

{While their connection is still confusing, the overall demonic-feel of it all seems to have them as perfect partners.}

{None the less, as the wild lightning cracks, and the rain pours down in a flood-like fashion, the dingy, dirty, and crackling, church appears to be in fear of crashing to the ground as this unholy trio stands together for the first time.}

Steve Smith:

I have NO idea what just happened there but I feel like I’m in need of going to church or something? Whatever that was, whoever that was,… It all feels evil at best. Not to mention, with Demonic Intervention seemingly at his side, there’s no telling what could be in store for Wrestling Action in Revolt…

Slick Rick:

It wouldn’t surprise me that some zealot would want to crush all of this… I mean… we ARE in Las Vegas. They don’t call this place “Sin City” for nothing…

Steve Smith:

We’ll have to keep an eye on this but it seems like, whoever they are,… They’re coming to WAR at “Rise or Fall…”!!

Slick Rick:

The era of reckoning starts then, I guess. Damn, I better clean my act up soon!!

{Laughs in a raspy fashion}

Steve Smith:

You’d need a lifetime to do that…

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Ares © vs. Matt Sparrow

WAR Blitzkrieg Championship Match
Singles Match
“Weird Combination!”

Matt Sparrow is not your typical Blitzkrieg challenger. Yes, it takes a level of insanity to intentionally sign up for a division as chaotic as the Blitzkrieg division; however, “The Bird Man” truly takes the cake for THE most insane. Staggering with his eyes directed at the sky, occasionally relaying a bird-call or two, the wiry Sparrow appears to be psychologically-fixated on the potential of a feathered friend in the rafters above. With that in mind though, as crazy as he may appear, it’s not like Matt is a theoretical ‘welcome mat’; taking the brunt of his opponents onslaught and doing little to defend. Shockingly, he does well despite his fixation.

Crashing into one another at an accelerated pace, neither man appears all that interested in slowing their pace. That said, due to his obsession, there are a number of times where the “Bird Man” seems a little aloof.

There are given moments where Sparrow seems like a viable victor (ie: attempting a NUMBER of close-call pinfalls); however, in the end, the man with his ‘head in the clouds’ finds himself looking straight up at the lights; firmly upon his back following a “Hand of the GODS” (RKO) from Ares. In the end, despite the loss, the vantage point is equally as wonderful as a victory in his mind.

Winner:
Ares via pinfall

Ending Maneuver:
“Hand of the Gods” (RKO)

Ending Time:
9:09

Note:
This marks Ares’ 1st successful WAR Blitzkrieg Championship defense

Steve Smith:

Well… It’s good to see Matt Sparrow at least out and about.

{Laughs}

Typically, this lost lad is found staring off into the heavens; searching for his winged friends at all costs. In a sense, to say he’s obsessed is certainly an understatement.

Slick Rick:

I can’t believe the WAR General even gave him a shot!

Steve Smith:

He may have his obsession BUT he’s STILL one hell of a competitor. I mean, whether you like to admit it or not, Sparrow ALMOST had Ares at several spots in the match. Give him another shot, I say.

Slick Rick:

F*ck no… Keep this bird-freak away from the belt. Maybe he can wrestle a bird or something at “Rise or Fall…”

Steve Smith:

Now THAT would be a sight…

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"Wrestling Lesson"
Involved: Eric Tyler + The Tri-State Kings
“WHO will take the challenge?”

{The Tri-State Kings theme music blares over OMEGA’s state-of-the-art sound system in a manner that can be best described as fingers on a chalkboard. Slowly shuffling through the “Gates of WAR”, looking out upon the crowd with a look of “I’m better” upon his face, the newfound leader of the Kings appears with his fellow stablemates in tow.}

{With trash being thrown in their direction, signifying that the fans truly hate these guys, the polarizing Tri-State Kings overtake the ringside area with a brutish-sense of defiance. None the less, as they look out upon the crowd with superiority in their stare, the challenger for Troy Tornado’s WAR Championship at “Rise or Fall…”, Eric Tyler, is shown slowly raising a WAR microphone up to his mouth ready to speak.}

{Following an annoyed sigh, Tyler speaks with a tone that reeks of a theoretical eye-roll.}

[Eric Tyler]:
For weeks now, I’ve been ATTEMPTING to better educate our brainless meat-heads here in WAR as to what REAL wrestling is ALL about. Sadly, despite all of my efforts, it seems as though no headway has been created. Today, just as we were months ago, Wrestling Action in Revolt finds itself riddled with talentless, unfocused, undisciplined, snot-nosed-punks with their heads STUCK in the cr@p that is modern day ‘entertainment’. I’ll say it here, and I’ll say it now, I am NO entertainer… I’m a professional wrestler…
{Looks out upon the crowd}
… The REST of this roster, outside of the Tri-State Kings, are nothing more than broadway p*ssies who CLAIM they care MORE about competing than smiling for the camera. It’s sickening to see what you’re doing to OUR industry; what WE’VE broken our backs to create. So, once again, in a tireless fashion, I will ATTEMPT to ONCE AGAIN educate these idiots about REAL wrestling…

{Tyler turns toward the “Gates of WAR” and points in that direction in a manner that physically says… “Who’s coming out?”}

[Eric Tyler]:
WHO… who back there is brave enough to get SCHOOLED as they ALL have before them?

{The Tri-State Kings collectively smirk with one another in a superior fashion as they gaze upon the “Gates of WAR” wondering WHO would be ‘stupid enough’ to take the challenge. None the less, within a matter of seconds, wasting NO time, said challenger proves himself to certainly be dangerous enough to make things interesting…}

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‘The Machine’ takes the challenge!

{Exploding through the “Gates of WAR” with extreme intensity, the “Machine” is shown stomping his way aggressively toward the ringside area. With his arm STILL in a sling, still reeling from the injury put forth by Eric Tyler himself, Garner looks as though he has a sense of revenge in mind. None the less, as he aggressively storms into the ring, going straight at Tyler with his eyes, it’s rather obvious that he’s entirely unafraid of the numbers game before him.}

{Without need for a microphone, Garner shouts in Tyler’s direction that he’s ‘ready for the challenge’. In connection, Tyler is shown standing before his Tri-State Kings members, slowly projecting a devilish grin upon his face as it’s obvious he’s scheming something in mind.}

[Eric Tyler]:
You? Really? Haven’t you ALREADY learned your lesson?

{Garner forties his stance as his fists clench in fury. None the less, Tyler still seems defiant of the scenario at hand.}

[Eric Tyler]:
I guess not. Well, Garner, you want in on ‘the lesson’? That’s fine. You’ve got it!

{The crowd pops for the notion they’ll FINALLY get to see Buddy Garner get his hands upon the man who once injured him in this very ring. With that said though, as Tyler, at first, pretends to get ready for the match, the scheming “Traditionalist” is ultimately shown dramatically acting as if he just remembered something.}

[Eric Tyler]:
Oh wait, that’s right. I just remembered. Unlike YOU, I ACTUALLY listen to my doctors.
{Smirks as he pauses}
I haven’t been cleared to wrestle tonight after re-injuring my shoulder last week on Tornado’s knee.
{Devilish grin forms as the fans boo wildly}
Damn arthritis, you know? So, I guess I can’t be the one to personally give you that lesson…

{The crowd boos like crazy as Eric Tyler’s devilish grin only grows larger. Meanwhile, Garner’s body language tells of a man insanely enraged over the fact at hand.}

[Eric Tyler]:
… BUT… Don’t you worry. I’ve got 3-men behind me that can EASILY step in…

{The Tri-State Kings collectively smirk in a superior fashion as they gaze upon Garner with a deviant mentality in mind.}

[Eric Tyler]:
Welcome to YOUR “Wrestling Lesson”, Garner…
{Pauses; smirks}
… your teachers are none other than… Johnny Martin… and Alex Braun!!

{The crowd boos like crazy as both Martin and Braun walk forward to stand at Eric Tyler’s side. Shockingly though, even with the numbers game before him, Garner doesn’t budge in the slightest. If anything, he steps forward in a “well, let’s get this done then” kind of scenario. Clenching his fists, huffing in an alpha fashion, the “Machine” seems ready for action regardless of WHO it is with.}

[Eric Tyler]:
Oh, and I almost forgot…
{Pauses as he stares down Garner}
… this match willb e a NO… DQ… match!

{The crowd boos like crazy as the Tri-State Kings continue to stand in superiority.}

[Eric Tyler]:
Just keep in mind Garner… sometimes it’s best to just… stay… down…

{With that, Tyler drops the microphone at his feet as he stares upon his WAR rival in a heated fashion. Defiant in his smirk, the “Traditionalist” seems unafraid of the raging “Machine” before him. None the less, Buddy, as stated before, doesn’t seem to budge. Even with such a lofty challenge before him, one that is entirely against him, Garner looks nothing short of absolutely READY for a real… chaotic… war…}

Steve Smith:

This just doesn’t seem fair! Garner THOUGHT he had his chance for revenge with Tyler and yet Eric STILL finds a way out of the match! Now we’ve got a three-way NO DQ dance with Garner, Braun, and Martin? This doesn’t look good, AT ALL, for the “Machine”…

Slick Rick:

I guess we’ll see JUST how “Machine-like” he really is? Can he overcome the odds? I say no…

Steve Smith:

He’s had to overcome the odds EVERY week since he’s locked horns with Eric Tyler! One of these days, I don’t know when, and I don’t know how, but Garner WILL get his revenge!! Sadly though, it just won’t be tonight…

Slick Rick:

… it won’t be EVER, Steve-o! I doubt he leaves that ring on his own two feet tonight… I mean, he’s fighting TWO DaVE ICONS in a NO DQ MATCH?

{Laughs in a raspy fashion}

He’s… F*cking… screwed!!!

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Alex Braun vs. Buddy Garner vs. Johnny Martin

Three-way match
NO DQ Stipulation
“Pure...Chaos!”

Despite being in a sling, a fact forced upon him by Johnny Martin’s fellow Tri-State King member, Eric Tyler, Buddy Garner looks entirely focused on nothing short of victory. Snarling, intensely squinting, and close to foaming from the mouth with aggression, the incessantly fiery “Machine” takes no time to temper himself; practically exploding out of the gate with vile intent. Sadly, for him, such an approach is pretty much his only ‘life-line’ as the two Tri-State Kings before him, as expected, work entirely in tandem.

Picking away at Garner like two proud hyena’s, Martin and Braun utilize an underhanded approach that focuses primarily upon utilizing Buddy’s limitation against him. It all starts with a few cheap shots to his STILL injured arm; however, before you know it, the onslaught becomes an all-out ‘pack of wolves’-like attack. Before you know it, Garner is shown feverishly fighting for his life, attacking wildly as best as he can with one arm; however, simply unable to continually stay atop the ‘blood-thirsty’ Tri-State King members before him.

When adding Eric Tyler and Steve Flash at ringside, completing the proud faction, it’s entirely projected that Buddy Garner is fighting an unthinkable uphill battle; a win that most likely is realistically out of reach given the circumstances.

Despite the immense challenge before him, Garner does ALL he can to give Martin & Braun absolute hell. Even limited, even outnumbered, the unbreakable “Machine” pushes his body to the limits with very little thought about the long-term effects. Sling-or-not, Garner isn’t accepting a defeat at this point. If anything, he looks bound-and-damn-determined to take down the Tri-State Kings… every last one of them.

At the 12-minute mark, after a heated 2-on1 altercation, the heat seems to turn back around upon the Tri-State Kings…

After flooring Garner with a “Twist on the Rocks”, Martin looks to be arrogantly setting himself up for a dramatic pinfall attempt; however, as he sits there, looking out upon the crowd with a devilish grin upon his face, it’s his own partner, Alex Braun, that attempts to steal the pinfall attempt. Before you know it, Martin, shocked by such, is forced to break Braun’s pinfall attempt. Seconds later, as the two seem to argue with one another, such a scenario seems to blow-over…

… that is until Alex Braun knocks Martin from behind with a harsh shove; one that guides the unexpecting Martin square upon the nearest ring-ropes.

Sensing an open chance, Braun goes for the pinfall attempt again; however, is, once again, broken by a now angered Martin. With that, the two have now roared into an all-out verbal war; getting into one another’s face in a heated fashion. Tyler attempts to hinder their argument but even he doesn’t seem to get through to the two. Instead, as he stands upon the apron, shouting in their direction, Braun and Martin continue verbally lay into one another.

Before you know it, it looks like the Tri-State Kings, Alex Braun and Johnny Martin, are on the verge of blows…

That is until the WAR Champion made his presence known…

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Storming toward the ring in his heavy combat boots, the leather-clad rocker, displaying the WAR Championship lazily over his right shoulder, is shown slowly strolling toward the ringside area with a half-full beer bottle in hand.

With his appearance now known, Eric Tyler is shown quickly instructing Steve Flash to ‘take care of him’; however, no such scenario would come to pass.

Instead, as Flash runs upon him,
Tornado is shown shattering the half-full beer bottle square over the pony-tailed head of one, Steve Flash!!!

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The crowd erupts upon the strike, cheering wildly for the rebellious champion, as you would have thought that someone had just cold-clocked the devil himself. None the less, as Tornado continues to climb toward the ring, the camera man turns his attention back toward the ring. What the find is…

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Alex Braun and Johnny Martin laying into one another with a sense of true frustration to each strike.
However, before you know it, both are shown floored; Braun by a “Twist on the Rocks” from Martin & Martin from a snap DDT from a resurgent Buddy Garner!!

With the Kings down, Tornado leaps up to the top rope in which to execute his signature “F-ck off!” (Top Rope Elbow Drop) ; however, shortly there after, as he stands atop the top rope, Eric Tyler is shown standing in his way. With a vile snarl upon his face, barking toward Tornado on high, it looks as though that the “Traditionalist” is attempting to halt the proceedings. Sadly, for Tyler though, he forgets that Buddy Garner is still present; and pretty pissed…

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Within seconds, Garner has locked in a vicious rear-naked choke upon an unsuspecting Tyler!!

Tyler attempts to struggle; however, before you know it, the hold is locked in SO strong that there’s no breaking such (even with one arm in a sling). Meanwhile, leaping from the top after much fanfare,
Tornado connects with his signature “F*ck-off!” (Top Rope Elbow Drop) square upon the fallen Alex Braun.

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From there, releasing his chokehold, a fact that pushes Tyler to exit the ring as he embarks upon a coughing fit, Garner is shown locking in a leg-lock-like maneuver around the neck of the fallen Braun. Clenching, twisting, and applying as much pressure as possible, the “Machine” utilizes an anaconda-like scenario; one that ultimately forces the semi-conscious Braun to tap in a hazed fashion.

Despite all the craziness of a Tri-State King overflow with one another, Steve Flash taking a beer bottle over the head, Tyler attempting to stop Tornado only to get a rear-naked choke from Garner, and finally a “F*ck-off!” from Tornado upon a fallen Braun, the final outcome comes at the hand of a submission maneuver from a man who only, currently, has one functional arm; Buddy Garner.

Winner:
Buddy Garner via submission

Ending Maneuver:
Anaconda-like submission hold upon Alex Braun after a “F*ck-off!” from an interfering Troy Tornado

Ending Time:
17:53

Steve Smith:

GARNER!! HE DID IT!!

Slick Rick:

HE didn’t do it… Troy Tornado did…

Steve Smith:

Honestly, it doesn’t matter!! Buddy Garner was fighting an uphill battle here and yet… The “Machine” DID IT!! Not to mention, it looks like there is trouble in paradise with the Tri-State Kings…

Slick Rick:

They’ll get over it… The Kings won’t break their stride. They may argue here and there, I mean this IS a heated sport, but, in the end, they’re a brotherhood of greatness. F*ck the moment… they’ll be back on their feet in no time.

Steve Smith:

I’m sure Eric Tyler is hoping for exactly that. Without the Tri-State Kings at his side, one has to wonder if he can beat Troy Tornado at “Rise or Fall…”?

Slick Rick:

Done and done. We’ll have a new champion in NO time!

Steve Smith:

That remains to be seen…

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Post-Match Staredown
Involved: Troy Tornado © and Eric Tyler
“Frustration overflows!”

{As “Battleground” steamrolls to it’s end, the lasting image is that of the WAR Champion, Troy Tornado, engaging in a heated staredown with his “Rise or Fall…” challenger in Eric Tyler. With Tornado’s hard-rock theme blaring in the background, the arrogant, leather-clad, combat-boot-wearing, WAR Champion slowly back-peddles up the steel rampway; never taking his eyes off of the steaming “Traditionalist” standing outside of the ring. In the end, while their exchange is rather short, the significance of such speaks volumes. In a way, only a few weeks out, their title match at “Rise or Fall…” is shaping up to be a purely personal affair.}

Steve Smith:

It should come as NO shock that these two wouldn’t like one another. I mean, could you FIND bigger opposites in WAR? These two are on two very different ends of the spectrum and, come “Rise or Fall…”, we’ll be able to see WHICH one of them is the BETTER man!

Slick Rick:

You mean, better wrestler… and in that case, it’s hands-down, Eric Tyler…

Steve Smith:

I don’t doubt that Eric Tyler IS the better matt technition in the ring. There are very few who could even match his ability between those ropes. That said; however, Troy Tornado has that ultimate “X-factor” that seems to ALWAYS get himself out of a jam. He’s crude, rude, loud, and obnoxious to many, but he’s ALSO a man who has held the WAR Championship for 5-months! You may not like the guy but after beating people like Ares, Buddy Garner, Shawn Gonzalez, James Prudence, and EVEN Eric Tyler in a few 5 to 6 person matches, you can’t deny that he’s DAMN good at what he does!

Slick Rick:

Meh, he MAY have been damn good… but… at “Rise or Fall…”… He’ll find that string of luck run out!

Steve Smith:

Whether true or not, we’ve got to go folks!! Tune in NEXT WEEK on Wrestling Action in Revolt “Battleground” in which to witness the FINAL broadcast before heading into “Rise or Fall…”. What will happen as the rivalry between Tyler and Tornado continues to overflow? What will the WAR General’s role be in all of this? WHO will ultimately via for the Blitzkrieg Championship? Have the Tri-State Kings shown signs of their own demise? This and SO… SO… much more… NEXT WEEK… on WAR… “Battleground”!! Goodnight!

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Event:
WAR: "Battleground" - TV Episode #2

Date of Event:
Monday, 2nd Week of June 2010

Company:
Wrestling Action in Revolt (WAR)

Attendance:
3,000 out of 3,000 at OMEGA (Night Club/Music Hall Located in the Empire Hotel & Casino in Las Vegas, NV)

TV Rating:
0.42 (-/+ 0.00)

Competitors TV Rating:
SWF "Uprising" - 11.37 (+ 0.29)

Event Grade:
C-

Troy Tornado © opens the show entering the Empire Hotel & Casino on a motorcycle. In turn, he's shockingly attacked by the demonic monster in DAMiaN! ©

Troy Tornado defeated DAMiaN in 7:05 via pinfall. (C-)

The WAR General Nemesis rips into his last-standing Reign member, James Prudence, for 'failing him'. In the end, he announces that the Prudence/Gonzalez match set for "Rise or Fall..." will be a 'loser leaves WAR' match! (C+)

Shawn Gonzalez defeated Fumihiro Ota, Kazz, Mario Heroic, Steve Flash, and Teddy Powell in 7:44 via DQ (James Prudence run-in). (C-)

Puerto Rican Power is shown in a dead-end bar in the middle of nowhere. In the end, it's shown that he's traveling across country to get to Cletus in Appalachia. (C-)

Fox Mask and Masked Cougar exchange in a heated argument despite being long-time friends; stemming from Foxy's decision to floor Cougar in last week's Blitzkrieg Championship match. In the end, a match is announced between the two for that night. Also, Donnie J appears in which to remind both of the 'Coastal Zone Code'. (D)

Fox Mask and Masked Cougar comes to a DRAW in 7:39 due to a double ten count. (D)

A hype video is shown that depicts the mysterious religious zealot documented recently is working along with the WAR Tag Team Champions, Demonic Intervention! (C+)

Ares defends the WAR Blitzkrieg Championship for the 1st time by defeating Matt Sparrow in 9:09 via pinfall. (D+)

Eric Tyler announces a new "Wrestling Lesson" set for tonight; however, when Buddy Garner accepts the challenge, a fact that turns Tyler to scheme, it's told that Tyler was not 'cleared by doctors to wrestle tonight due to an injury sustained during his chop-block of Tornado last week'. In doing so, Tyler announces that Garner will face Alex Braun and Johnny Martin (fellow Tri-State King members) in a NO DQ three-way match! (D+)

Buddy Garner defeated Alex Braun and Johnny Martin in 17:53 via submission. ©

Troy Tornado © and Eric Tyler share in a heated staredown to close "Battleground"! (D+)

One-Off PPV Events

"World War III"

"Sin City Chaos"

Battleground Weekly PPV

Episode #1

Episode #2

Episode #3

Episode #4

Episode #5

Episode #6

Episode #7

Episode #8

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Episode #2

Eisen-verse · March 23, 2012

<p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"><span style="font-size:14px;"><strong><span style="text-decoration:underline;">Changing Perspective</span></strong></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';">

</span><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"><span style="font-size:10px;"><em>In the 'home stretch' and wanting to close out strong!</em></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"> </span></p><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';">

</span></p><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;">Despite holding a vote, one that I'm thankful for those who took part in, I believe I'm going to have to trump the 'Mean Jean' perspective in lieu of what may be the 'home stretch' for me. I knew from day one, that my final perspective, the one to close this project, would be through the eyes/ears/mouth of J.K. Stallings Jr. </div><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;">

I thought I would squeeze another perspective in between the Documentarian and Stallings (hence, 'Mean Jean'); however, now know that my days as a writer here are certainly on the horizon. I know I've said this in the past, going back quite far really, but I know first hand that this is truly that point for me. With graduate school FINALLY starting this fall, the weather turning nicer in which to be out in the mountains more, and general 'fatigue' to writing 20+ pages every week or so, It's certainly coming up on me. Plus, I haven't had cable since June; so, I haven't watched more than a second of wrestling since then (which I think starts to sway my interest in writing about something that I'm not even watching).</div><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;">

I still plan on trying to pump a few shows out from here, not sure on the number though, but, more or less, as I said before, I feel as though I'm in the home stretch. </div><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;">

That said, I plan on scrapping the 'Mean Jean' approach and ultimately jumping to the 'final curtain' with J.K. Stallings Jr. </div><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;">

Should you expect an end in the near future? I hope not! Like I said, I'm hoping to get some more shows out, even if that means scaling back as my time & focus starts to wane, but it's not like I'll be pushing for the next 6-months or so.</div><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;">

Just thought I'd throw a heads up there!</div><p></p>

Swagger1994 · March 24, 2012

<blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-username="Eisen-verse" data-cite="Eisen-verse" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="32420" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"><span style="font-size:14px;"><strong><span style="text-decoration:underline;">Changing Perspective</span></strong></span></span><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"> </span><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"><span style="font-size:10px;"><em>In the 'home stretch' and wanting to close out strong!</em></span></span></p><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"> </span></p><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"> </span></p><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;">Despite holding a vote, one that I'm thankful for those who took part in, I believe I'm going to have to trump the 'Mean Jean' perspective in lieu of what may be the 'home stretch' for me. I knew from day one, that my final perspective, the one to close this project, would be through the eyes/ears/mouth of J.K. Stallings Jr. </div><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I thought I would squeeze another perspective in between the Documentarian and Stallings (hence, 'Mean Jean'); however, now know that my days as a writer here are certainly on the horizon. I know I've said this in the past, going back quite far really, but I know first hand that this is truly that point for me. With graduate school FINALLY starting this fall, the weather turning nicer in which to be out in the mountains more, and general 'fatigue' to writing 20+ pages every week or so, It's certainly coming up on me. Plus, I haven't had cable since June; so, I haven't watched more than a second of wrestling since then (which I think starts to sway my interest in writing about something that I'm not even watching).</div><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> I still plan on trying to pump a few shows out from here, not sure on the number though, but, more or less, as I said before, I feel as though I'm in the home stretch. </div><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> That said, I plan on scrapping the 'Mean Jean' approach and ultimately jumping to the 'final curtain' with J.K. Stallings Jr. </div><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Should you expect an end in the near future? I hope not! Like I said, I'm hoping to get some more shows out, even if that means scaling back as my time & focus starts to wane, but it's not like I'll be pushing for the next 6-months or so.</div><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div><p><span style="font-family:'Lucida Sans Unicode';"></span></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"> Just thought I'd throw a heads up there!</div><p></p></div></blockquote><p> </p><p> </p><p> <img alt=":(" data-src="//content.invisioncic.com/g322608/emoticons/frown.png.e6b571745a30fe6a6f2e918994141a47.png" src="<___base_url___>/applications/core/interface/js/spacer.png" /> I'm trying not to cry.</p>

Eisen-verse · March 24, 2012

<p></p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1198.photobucket.com/albums/aa445/WAR_Vegas/Website/website.jpg</span><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div></div><span>http://i1198.photobucket.com/albums/aa445/WAR_Vegas/Wrestlers/ArtReed.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div></div><blockquote data-ipsquote="" class="ipsQuote" data-ipsquote-contentapp="forums" data-ipsquote-contenttype="forums" data-ipsquote-contentid="32420" data-ipsquote-contentclass="forums_Topic"><div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><strong>BREAKING NEWS:</strong></span></div></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> It’s being reported that former DaVE technition, and international superstar, Art Reed has officially signed a lengthy contract with Wrestling Action in Revolt! With the addition of Reed, this marks yet another former DaVE grappler who has now come to compete within the unforgiving confines of WAR.</span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> It comes as NO shock that Reed was signed earlier today as it’s long been documented that WAR Headbooker, and also former DaVE LEGEND, Nemesis, has been counting down the days to hire the international standout. For months now, he’s been locked into an overseas contract that made it impossible to hire. None the less, days after such was lifted, Reed became focus #1 for the WAR authority.</span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> Art Reed is scheduled to make his Wrestling Action in Revolt debut this week on “Battleground” as first reports are placing him against Tri-State King member, and fellow technical mastermind, Steve Flash. If so, this could truly serve to be one of those ‘dream matches’ as everyone salivates over, what everyone expects to be, a heavily contested match!</span></div></div></div></div></div></div></blockquote><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div></div><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1198.photobucket.com/albums/aa445/WAR_Vegas/PPV/WAR.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div></div><div style="text-align:right;"><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"> </div></div></div></div></div><span>http://i1198.photobucket.com/albums/aa445/WAR_Vegas/Logos/Closing.jpg</span></div><p></p>

Eisen-verse · March 28, 2012

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To those about to wage in WAR, the battleground is the ultimate place for which LEGENDS are born. Putting everything on the line, a warrior has very little room for error. For, if one is to slip, even momentarily, mass destruction is almost an absolute certainty.

WAR is no place for the weak. When stepping onto the hallowed battleground, only one thing remains… Will you, or will you not, rise to the occasion?

Will you rise for your country? Will you rise for your family? Will you rise for greatness? Will you rise for your brothers? Will you rise… for the banner of WAR?

This and this alone is what measures a man…

… What turns an ordinary person into that of a LEGEND …

Who will dominate the Battleground?

WHO will become the LEGENDS of WAR?

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It was only a week ago that the Coastal Zone brethren in
Fox Mask
and
Masked Cougar
fought their way to a heated double 10-count DRAW. At that point, fellow Coastal Zone competitor,
Donnie J
was attempting to subdue a growing sense of aggression between the two; to no avail. Now, this week, Fox Mask and Masked Cougar will get yet ANOTHER shot at each other; however, this time, the man in the middle of it all, Donnie J, will be added to the match. Can the unforgiving WAR ring house such a state of Coastal Zone Craziness? Also, will Fox Mask and Masked Cougar finally bury the hatchet; or will the tension continue to rise as EACH want to walk into “Rise or Fall…” as the #1 contender to Ares’ Blitzkrieg Championship?

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It was almost a month ago that
Jayson
“Mr.”
Wright
attempted and FAILED to defeat the aged grunge-rocker in Hopkirk. Attempting to fight for the good of his sister’s name, Wright did all he could to beat a sense of ‘gentlemen nature’ into
Hopkirk
; or at least gain revenge for his sleazy antics toward Dharma. In the end, Jayson was unable to do so. Now, flash-forward a few weeks later, “Mr.” Wright finds himself on a major upswing! With his sister at his side, a fact that has proven quite successful for him, even if he seems unhappy with the somewhat devious victories due to Dharma’s interference, “Mr.” Wright now gains yet another chance to overcome his greasy foe. Does Jayson Wright have what it takes to get revenge for his sister? Will Dharma play a role in the outcome once again? – OR – Will we see another victory for Hopkirk as the aged grunger muscles his way into a momentum-crushing victory?

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Standing before the rabid WAR masses for the first time,
“Fear This!”
Art Reed
will make his “Battleground” debut as he attempts to match in-ring technique with one of the best of our time in Tri-State King,
Steve Flash
! While typical logic states that a newcomer of Reed’s stature could walk away with a hard-fought win, the knowledge that he must overcome the veteran Flash makes for an extremely difficult affair. Not to mention, when you add the presence of the Tri-State Kings, even if strained recently, there’s no telling what could come about as these two masters of the squared circle clash for the first time in both of their highly documented careers. WHO will show themselves to be the BETTER wrestler?

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In our main event, six of THE most contested competitors will tentatively unify in groups of three in hopes of adding depth to their individual battles going into “Rise or Fall…”. In this case, the team of WAR Champion
Troy Tornado ©
,
“The Machine”
Buddy Garner
, and the mysteriously stoic
“Lone Wolf”
Shawn Gonzalez
, will form with the sole reason of overcoming the menacing trio of
“The Traditionalist”
Eric Tyler
,
“Platinum”
James Prudence
, and
DAMiaN
in a heated battle for bragging rights. In the end, with so much raw emotion raging within their exchange, it’s expected that the outcome will be that of a chaotic one. None the less, in true WAR fashion, there’s no chance in HELL that “Battleground” will end with anything short of an absolute, uncontrollable, explosion!

WAR Battleground Quick Picks
Donnie J vs. Fox Mask vs. Masked Cougar
Hopkirk vs. Jayson Wright
Art Reed [DEBUT] vs. Steve Flash
Buddy Garner, Shawn Gonzalez, and Troy Tornado vs. DAMiaN, Eric Tyler, and James Prudence

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Emark · March 28, 2012

<p><strong>Donnie J </strong>vs. Fox Mask vs. Masked Cougar</p><p>

<strong>Hopkirk</strong> vs. Jayson Wright</p><p>

<strong>Art Reed</strong> [DEBUT] vs. Steve Flash</p><p>

<strong>Buddy Garner, Shawn Gonzalez, and Troy Tornado</strong> vs. DAMiaN, Eric Tyler, and James Prudence</p>

Eisen-verse · March 28, 2012

<p></p><div style="text-align:center;"><span>http://i1198.photobucket.com/albums/aa445/WAR_Vegas/Logos/JKStalkingsJr.jpg</span></div><p></p><p></p><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';">

</span></div></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>06.19.10 - 4:00 PM</em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';">

</span></div></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><strong>“I’m sorry to inform you, Mr. Stallings, but Tony Rennie [Troy Tornado] tested positive for ‘hard drugs’ once again.”</strong></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';">

</span></div></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>For a brief second, I thought of looking upward in which to validate his statement; however, upon recognition, or lack thereof, of his voice, I found very little inspiration to speak to a relative nobody. Sounds harsh, even to me at times, but the truth of the matter is, I didn’t return to the public forum in which to be ‘the nice guy’. I wasn’t interested in paling around with name-tags, winning ‘boss of the year’ for that matter, as I was much more driven than that.</em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>

Those who aim to please often miss the target of success.</em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>

… I learned this in a crippling manner back in 2004.</em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>

The widespread perspective on that moment of infamy in my life was often told in a manner that stated ‘the industry was too tough’ for me to compete within. Publications far-and-wide began labeling me a failure, a ‘billionaire brat’ with very little focus outside of an expensive display of personal nostalgia, but that’s not entirely the true story. They would have you believe that I was inept in every way; however, I beg to differ. My only real problem was that I was far too young to juggle such personalities as you’ll find in Pro Wrestling. I aimed to please, I sought to enjoy the fruits of my labor, and ultimately found myself distracted from the main purpose of ANY functioning company; to defeat all competitors on all fronts.</em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>

I was a boy, all be it a genius of one but a child none the less, that ultimately allowed men to sway me out of control. </em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>

That’s not a mistake I’ll allow once again.</em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>

This is MY company, created under MY vision, kept afloat by MY empire, and there’s no DAMN way that anyone will tell me otherwise. This time around, the name Stallings will not be synonymous with a directive-less experience. Instead, it’ll be bronzed for generations to witness, perched on the highest spot available, as THE ultimate ruler of this ENTIRE industry; world-wide.</em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>

With all of that in mind, I cared nothing for the people who ultimately GOT me there. I only cared to GET there.</em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';">

“Are you the only one who knows this?”</span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';">

</span></div></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>I could hear the gulp resonating from the name-tag before me. At that point, it wasn’t necessary to make eye-contact whatsoever. In this case, I already knew the answer before it was said.</em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';">

</span></div></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><strong>“Well… yes…”</strong></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';">

</span></div></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><strong>“Good. Let’s keep it that way.”</strong></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';">

</span></div></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>With a thick sense of tension hanging overhead, the subtle hint of clicking dress shoes upon the marble floor below can be heard resonating from my doorway. Without knowing it, he was attempting to slide out of the room, evading what he fears was coming next; however, a simple ‘thank you’ would not suffice. This was a matter that had to be dealt with as it had been dealt with before.</em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>

I could not risk the public firestorm that would come with Tony Rennie testing positive for something of this manner. If it were a slight scandal, a dead prostitute or something, my lawyers you could conjure up some sense of ‘wild Vegas’ story that would ultimately have him off the hook. With drugs, that’s a whole different matter. The vultures at the DEA were always salivating for a high-profile celebrity to nab. In the end, they could use that sorry son-of-a-b*tch as the ultimate ‘don’t do drugs folks, this is what will happen to you’ kind of scenario. </em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>

I couldn’t have that happen to the TOP performer in my company.</em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>

It would mean too much damage control that I, frankly, don’t want to take away from the overall focus of WAR… Utter Domination.</em></span></div></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';">

</span></div></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><strong>“Your services are no longer needed, doctor. My lawyers will meet with you upon your exit from the building. That is all.”</strong></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"> </span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';">

</span></div></div></div></div></div><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>Hanging his head most likely, the name-tag doctor before me, the man we had recently hired to conduct drug tests following our previous firing of the last, left my office without nothing more than a sigh. That said, I’m not entirely sure what may have happened as I never found a reason to look up at him. Why would I? He wasn’t employed with us anymore anyways. Plus, the sheer presence of him was hindering my preparation for an upcoming exclusive interview with Fortune Magazine; a highlighted story about the resurgent billionaire who has vowed success once again.</em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>

At the end of the day, nobody gets in the middle of me and good press…</em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em> </em></span></div></div></div></div></div><p></p><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><div style="margin-left:25px;"><span style="font-family:'Century Gothic';"><em>

Nobody.</em></span></div></div></div></div></div>

Swagger1994 · March 28, 2012

<p><strong>Donnie J </strong>vs. Fox Mask vs. Masked Cougar</p><p>

The odd man out in this tag contest</p><p> </p><p>

Hopkirk vs. <strong>Jayson Wright</strong></p><p>

Hopkirk won last time, so Jayson wins today</p><p> </p><p>

<strong>Art Reed</strong> [DEBUT] vs. Steve Flash</p><p>

Steve "Jobber to the stars" Flash</p><p> </p><p>

<strong>Buddy Garner, Shawn Gonzalez, and Troy Tornado</strong> vs. DAMiaN, Eric Tyler, and James Prudence</p><p>

Troy just got saved again, he will win</p>

Eisen-verse · March 30, 2012

Thank you to those who have predicted thus far. I really appreciate that you're still interested in the WAR story!

At this point, I believe I'm going to take a hiatus from writing a dynasty. I'm not killing this project, as I still have some stories that I want to accomplish, but I plan on taking some time off in which to re-charge my batteries in a way. I've been pumping out shows lately with all the intent of chugging along; however, at some point, you start to wane when the work becomes a lot to put together.

I'm not sure how long this hiatus will go but I can't imagine it would be insanely long (seeing how this will be my last project before 'retiring' as Grad School is coming up quick).

If, for some reason, it goes a little longer than first thought, I'll post something later on in which to depict 'what has happened up until now' (as a refresher).

That said, at this point, I'm running on 'E' and need some time to hopefully get back to being full with ideas.

Till then,

Cheers.

E-V

The Informant · April 1, 2012

This project is almost six months old in real time and when you stopped doing USPW and mentioned going to "Vegas" I thought "and then somewhere after that and somewhere after that"

Point is you've really stuck with this and beyond just sticking with it you continuously produce high quality writing. In fact you and James Casey are the two best writers on this board.

Anyway good job, kudos, recharge your batteries and close this bad boy out strong

Eisen-verse · April 1, 2012

This project is almost six months old in real time and when you stopped doing USPW and mentioned going to "Vegas" I thought "and then somewhere after that and somewhere after that"

Point is you've really stuck with this and beyond just sticking with it you continuously produce high quality writing. In fact you and James Casey are the two best writers on this board.

Anyway good job, kudos, recharge your batteries and close this bad boy out strong

Thank you for this, Informant.

I know that I've been known to jump around; however, it was always done out of the love of inspiration. Luckily, this time around, I've been able to create that 'inspiration' and direct it entirely back upon the project that I'm currently working on (WAR). That's honestly the first time I've had that since I've started writing on the GDS boards. I think the major difference is, with WAR, i've been creating this idea for quite some time now. I almost ran with it before the FIRST DOA project a good couple years ago now. So, this is finally living out, in a sense, a 'dream' that I've had for quite some time. In the end, I think that's why I've been able to stick with this project exclusively during this whole process.

I don't know HOW much longer I'll go; however, I'm focused on trying to make it as far as possible. As you said, it's been 6 months now (both real-time and in-game actually); so, there's a lot of invested thought there that I simply cannot walk away from entirely. Would I love to have more of a following? More of a group of people who are actively reading like those who read James Casey's epics? Yea, I can't lie, that would be amazing! That said, I know that there are only so many dynasty's that one can follow (and there are a bunch of GREAT projects out there right now). All in all, with Casey's name being brought up, I'm honored that you would place me at his level. I would be lying if I didn't say that I write/wrote every post with the idea of wanting to be 'the best'. In my eyes, I strive to match those who are perceived (for good reason) as great! With Casey, it's awesome to know that I can 'hang' with such a powerhouse writer.

As for WAR, I'm currently fumbling around with a few ideas to bring a new inspiration back to me. I'm looking into adding theme songs (with links) as I did in my USPW-project (as it helped to create MORE of a brand for each wrestler). Outside of that, the Stallings the story still intrigues me GREATLY and I can't wait to flesh that out more (making him more human-like than just a character). From there, I may end up utilizing the "WARwrestling.com" site for more content to help construct stories.

For the reader, or potential readers for that matter, would you like a short update of all the storylines that I'm currently running with (so it's easier to follow from here)? I know there are some stories that may not jump off the page that I'm running with that I can add more clarity to? Either way, just a thought.

All in all, thank you for everything that you said, Informant. I'm extremely appreciative!

Midnightnick · April 3, 2012

Donnie J vs. Fox Mask vs. Masked Cougar

Hopkirk vs. Jayson Wright

Art Reed [DEBUT] vs. Steve Flash

Buddy Garner, Shawn Gonzalez, and Troy Tornado vs. DAMiaN, Eric Tyler, and James Prudence

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