Post by evil on May 27, 2011 14:27:10 GMT
OOC: World Title Promo
Didn't take long for Genesis to make his way down to ringside. As addressed in last week's "Beyond the Bell" segment. He & Shia Storm picked up a nice victory. However, he was given very little time to exhale and enjoy it. After-all. Tonight is the BIG one. Stepping into the ring. Four of which, he knows very well. The other man? The mystery man. Who knows who this could be!
Tonight. Genesis enters that ring. Dressed in full ring attire. Looking up at the ceiling for a brief moment or two. As the camera's pan up. We see the cell. That hellacious looking structure that has been known to end career's, and change a person's life forever.
With microphone in hand. He addresses the crowd:
Looking up to the heavens above. I can only comment about this vile structure hovering above me. This cage was specifically designed to rip into flesh & bone. For myself, and five other individuals. One man, and one man only will survive its wrath. While the others are doomed to suffer.
For the mystery man? In life. They say the greatest fear of all is the unknown. But for me. For Genesis. I fear absolutely no one. So whomever you are. Here's some friendly advice. Whether you're an enemy of my past, or even a helping hand. Know your role, and don't interfere in my business.
Then there's the others...
Lets start with Scott Joseph. The man who absolutely hates my guts. HA! Can't say I blame the guy. When your Genesis. Its only natural. I'm the man EVERYONE hates, but wants to be in this business!
But to Scottie I say this to you. The feeling is very much mutual. Your little promo tonight did crack me up. So now you wanna call yourself the quote unquote "Ozzy Osbourne of TNB."err... was it "Michael Jackson of TNB"? Heh! Guess he can't make up his mind. So basically he wants to either be the Sgt. Stutter of Rock N' Roll... or a Child Molester. Either way. I'm not impressed.
Gen. grabbed some heat from the crowd. As obviously there were some Ozzy Osbourne & Michael Jackson fans in the house tonight. But Gen. carried on:
Then he says something to the extent of wanting to be the leader of a New Revolution?
Really!? REALLY!?
Please, Scottie. Don't make me laugh any harder then I'm already am inside. But hey! If you wanna be the leader of the nOOb blood!? Go for it! Be my guest! I'm just fine being a part of the 'A' Team myself. Doesn't hurt my feelings in the least that you want to be the leader of a group of LOSERS who can only dream about being in my league.
Yet again, he brings up the old relic routine. Give it a rest, Scott. We get it now. You hate me cause I've had more success then you, and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!
I hear it all the time folks. And each time? I get a little annoyed. But at the same time. Happy inside. Just to know that every little thing I do brings displeasure to others. Even if it means having to hear at the same old song & dance. Such as relics, dinosaurs, legends who don't know when to quit, etc, etc, etc, etc...
Then again. When your this damn good? You can't help but welcome the criticism of jealous haters, and wannabe main eventers. So to Scott Joseph. Do whatever you want. Say whatever you want. I don't care. Far as I'm concerned. Your just another brick in the wall on the wrestling hall of shame!
Then there's Shia Storm.
You & I had our little fun last week. We took care of some business. I'm surprised you took direction well. You stayed outta my way, so I stayed out of yours. But for tonight? As I said a week ago. Our temporary partnership is through. When you see me in this ring later on tonight. When you lock those Demon Eyes onto the eyes of the #1 Heel in TNB's history. Do yourself a favor, & just walk away. Cause if you even THINK about trying me? I will make this match your last! Hear me, lil man?
Next up we've got Joker. Tell me, how am I supposed to be 'scared' of a clown? I mean, actions spoke louder then words last week. I whooped that ass all over the arena. Matter of fact. I'll take it a step further & admit it. I buried you! Damn proud of it too. You show flashes of potential. But at the end of the day. Your nothing but a joke! And that's no laughing matter.
Honestly, your game is just as pathetic as your name! Surprised DC Comics hasn't sued your ass for copyright infringement. On another note. I like the other 'Joker' way better then I do the generic, wannabe hardcore ICP freak.
Gen. then reaches into his tights, and pulls out a... bag of nuts?? Yeah folks. I'm not kidding!
Joker! Just like your idols Shaggy 2 Dope & Violent J did in 1998 to Ken Kaniff on Eminem's album, the Slim Shady LP. If you've gotta problem with me? Far as I'm concerned. Just like hero's. You can go suck a dick, and choke on these nuts!
Gen. tosses the bag of nuts out to the crowd. As he moves on to one final piece of business.
But let us move on to the biggest clown of them all. World Heavyweight Champion. A person some may consider to be the biggest success story in TNB Wrestling. A man, who may very well have been responsible for the creation of the man called Genesis. That man I'm referring to is The Avenger!
Avenger. No need to repeat myself. Watch the tape from last week, and you'll know exactly what I think of you. But on another note. Just as Frankenstein was created by a mad scientist. Ending with Frankenstein killing his creator. Tonight? The monster you created in Genesis all but six years ago? Will take great pleasure in destroying his creator!
Gen. drops the microphone. His music hits as boo's can be heard loudly throughout the arena. As Gen. exits to the back as the PPV continues on.
*END*
Didn't take long for Genesis to make his way down to ringside. As addressed in last week's "Beyond the Bell" segment. He & Shia Storm picked up a nice victory. However, he was given very little time to exhale and enjoy it. After-all. Tonight is the BIG one. Stepping into the ring. Four of which, he knows very well. The other man? The mystery man. Who knows who this could be!
Tonight. Genesis enters that ring. Dressed in full ring attire. Looking up at the ceiling for a brief moment or two. As the camera's pan up. We see the cell. That hellacious looking structure that has been known to end career's, and change a person's life forever.
With microphone in hand. He addresses the crowd:
Looking up to the heavens above. I can only comment about this vile structure hovering above me. This cage was specifically designed to rip into flesh & bone. For myself, and five other individuals. One man, and one man only will survive its wrath. While the others are doomed to suffer.
For the mystery man? In life. They say the greatest fear of all is the unknown. But for me. For Genesis. I fear absolutely no one. So whomever you are. Here's some friendly advice. Whether you're an enemy of my past, or even a helping hand. Know your role, and don't interfere in my business.
Then there's the others...
Lets start with Scott Joseph. The man who absolutely hates my guts. HA! Can't say I blame the guy. When your Genesis. Its only natural. I'm the man EVERYONE hates, but wants to be in this business!
But to Scottie I say this to you. The feeling is very much mutual. Your little promo tonight did crack me up. So now you wanna call yourself the quote unquote "Ozzy Osbourne of TNB."err... was it "Michael Jackson of TNB"? Heh! Guess he can't make up his mind. So basically he wants to either be the Sgt. Stutter of Rock N' Roll... or a Child Molester. Either way. I'm not impressed.
Gen. grabbed some heat from the crowd. As obviously there were some Ozzy Osbourne & Michael Jackson fans in the house tonight. But Gen. carried on:
Then he says something to the extent of wanting to be the leader of a New Revolution?
Really!? REALLY!?
Please, Scottie. Don't make me laugh any harder then I'm already am inside. But hey! If you wanna be the leader of the nOOb blood!? Go for it! Be my guest! I'm just fine being a part of the 'A' Team myself. Doesn't hurt my feelings in the least that you want to be the leader of a group of LOSERS who can only dream about being in my league.
Yet again, he brings up the old relic routine. Give it a rest, Scott. We get it now. You hate me cause I've had more success then you, and blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah!
I hear it all the time folks. And each time? I get a little annoyed. But at the same time. Happy inside. Just to know that every little thing I do brings displeasure to others. Even if it means having to hear at the same old song & dance. Such as relics, dinosaurs, legends who don't know when to quit, etc, etc, etc, etc...
Then again. When your this damn good? You can't help but welcome the criticism of jealous haters, and wannabe main eventers. So to Scott Joseph. Do whatever you want. Say whatever you want. I don't care. Far as I'm concerned. Your just another brick in the wall on the wrestling hall of shame!
Then there's Shia Storm.
You & I had our little fun last week. We took care of some business. I'm surprised you took direction well. You stayed outta my way, so I stayed out of yours. But for tonight? As I said a week ago. Our temporary partnership is through. When you see me in this ring later on tonight. When you lock those Demon Eyes onto the eyes of the #1 Heel in TNB's history. Do yourself a favor, & just walk away. Cause if you even THINK about trying me? I will make this match your last! Hear me, lil man?
Next up we've got Joker. Tell me, how am I supposed to be 'scared' of a clown? I mean, actions spoke louder then words last week. I whooped that ass all over the arena. Matter of fact. I'll take it a step further & admit it. I buried you! Damn proud of it too. You show flashes of potential. But at the end of the day. Your nothing but a joke! And that's no laughing matter.
Honestly, your game is just as pathetic as your name! Surprised DC Comics hasn't sued your ass for copyright infringement. On another note. I like the other 'Joker' way better then I do the generic, wannabe hardcore ICP freak.
Gen. then reaches into his tights, and pulls out a... bag of nuts?? Yeah folks. I'm not kidding!
Joker! Just like your idols Shaggy 2 Dope & Violent J did in 1998 to Ken Kaniff on Eminem's album, the Slim Shady LP. If you've gotta problem with me? Far as I'm concerned. Just like hero's. You can go suck a dick, and choke on these nuts!
Gen. tosses the bag of nuts out to the crowd. As he moves on to one final piece of business.
But let us move on to the biggest clown of them all. World Heavyweight Champion. A person some may consider to be the biggest success story in TNB Wrestling. A man, who may very well have been responsible for the creation of the man called Genesis. That man I'm referring to is The Avenger!
Avenger. No need to repeat myself. Watch the tape from last week, and you'll know exactly what I think of you. But on another note. Just as Frankenstein was created by a mad scientist. Ending with Frankenstein killing his creator. Tonight? The monster you created in Genesis all but six years ago? Will take great pleasure in destroying his creator!
Gen. drops the microphone. His music hits as boo's can be heard loudly throughout the arena. As Gen. exits to the back as the PPV continues on.
*END*