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WOTU RT Presents: WWE Extreme Rules RT Build Up Thread (5/19)
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(Me and Icon walk as Ali is carried by me. Her legs and arms tightly binded together and her mouth with a gag in it
(We stand under a train under-pass bridge
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(I shove set Ali down, though keep a tight grip on her and shove her along to make sure she cooperates
Me( Spidey by now you realized what has happened. It seems you were too busy to work out a solution with us....
Both icon and i have quite the temper.... we like things to go the way we want them to.... and lately we feel like we havent been treated very well. it puts us in quite the angry mood. I think you will find that we calm down when things go the way they should, and people make that happen.
And let me make it very clear that at this stage. That is exactly what you need to do.
Now. First and foremost. We aren't happy with how things went when we were fired. It struck a real bad note with us.
Any contact to us is to be made by you and you alone.
I repeat. This is strictly between you, Icon, and myself.
You are not to at any time. Involve any other persons.
This is how things are going to work. You are going to reverse our terminations.
You will show up alone. This location to return Ali will be monitored and anyone being spotted with you will bring negotiation to an abrupt end.
The location we currently stand in , will only be revealed once negotations have reached our agreement
Upon your arrival. It will be scouted that you have arrived only to meet your end of the agreement by a person we have specifically hired for that cause. Once that has been determined. We will bring Ali
Ali will be returned to you. And released under-neath this under-pass.
As of now, we are changing locations. Ali will be held in custody to the location we are taking her. Until negotations are settled.
There isn't anyone at this place
Whatever happens there, No one will know
The negotations have a deadline of 11 PM- Tuesday night. No longer
If you're nice and meet the terms, Ali will return home safely
Otherwise who knows what we'll do to her.
(My expression lights up with a sadistic expression
and my voice sounds eager and to have a carefree happiness in it.)
(I hold up a steel pipe, swing it an Inch from Ali's face though not hitting her. She blindfolded can only
freak out from hearing the sound
and feeling the wind from the steel pipe brush against her face
(Icon remains in back. Holding a beer bottle and shatters it on a guard rail
. Holding it up and flaunting the jagged part.
Looking ready to use it as a weapon
Me (Au revoir..... Spidey
*WOTU goes on the air with a black stretch limo pulling up. The driver exists and opens the backdoor for the mystery person. Instead of the individual getting out of the car, the camera switches views to the back license plate which reads, "Savior1." Two individuals get out of the limo and make their way into the arena. The camera is focused on their feet so their identity is hidden.*
Michael Cole: Welcome to Monday Night Raw and we are fresh of the heels off of last weeks explosive Raw and Smackdown here in the WOTU univers...
*Backstage a second limo arrives with the license plate "Savior2." Two more individuals exit the limo and head into the arena.
King: What in the world is going on here? That's two limo's both with Savior License plates.
Cole: Wait a minute King, I'm getting words that we have to go backstage, apparently, a third limo just arrived.
*Backstage a third limo arrives with the license plate "LEGEND1." This time, only one individual gets out of the limo and heads into the arena.*
King: This is the weirdest thing I've ever seen. Three limos, back to back to back.
Cole: We are definitely witnessing history in the making. Tonight is a night that no one will want to miss.
Titantron flashes on:
*Orac shown on screen incapacitated.*
Cole: I thought he was dead.
King: He self destructed last week. He looks pretty dead to me.
*Orac has sparks popping from his metalic corpse. Orac mouth begins to move*
Orac: THE SAVIOR IS HERE!
*Orac then stops speaking as he is in complete shutdown mode from his self destruction.*
Cole: I'm hearing...
King: I'm hearing the same thing. I can't believe this but...
Cole: It's true, he's here. We have to take a commercial break!
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OOC: All will be revealed as Raw goes on the air!
*A video plays as Metal looks from a tall building, sipping on a glass of Sprite (since Coke-Cola is too cheap)*
Metal: You know, people have been telling me things. Things that many people continue to say. I for one don't believe in such things, because I am better then most of the roster at the moment. Sure, Spidey can have his power but what gives him that power? Fame? A family? Power? Money? I think it's fear. He fears failure might happen to him and he continues his attacks no matter what might happen. Spidey is a man that everyone has to look up to but I know, I don't look up to him, not at all. I look up to myself as a better man then what he can do. I can respect only one person and that is my opponent at Extreme Rules. He didn't do anything to me like what Spidey did to me. Every chance I wanted to be on top of the mountain, he decided that no, I was not a man yet, that winning the WOTUChampionship was nothing more then a joke. But now, I hold this:
This is the X-Division Championship. This was the title that caught my eye when I was coming up in Mexico. The title itself represents a person that knows no bounds as to what might happen in the ring. I am that person to understand this title like nothing else. I wanted this title but then, Icon mentioned recently that this is nothing more then a D ranked title. But Icon made the title famous and yet he goes against his own words. Now why would he do that? Simple. Spidey. It all points back to the very man that took away the title design from me. And that is over here actually.
*Metal walks inside and turns on a light to show his belt collection, the TNA Tag Team Title, WWE Tag Team Title and the center piece, the WOTU Championship*
Look how beautiful the title looks in the light. This is my favorite design out of all of them. Not like how Spidey did it, or how Killer did it. Or how our current champion did it. Eddie Guerrero, Kurt Angle, JBL, they had this design and shows of a great champion. We had the class back then. But again, who is the one to change it all.
Spidey.
What am I saying after all this? Why should everyone pay attention to a man who won a D-List championship? It means that enough is enough. As a man with enough money to buy anything I want, I earned my right to finally get what I want in life. After Extreme Rules, when I walk away with my X-Division Championship, I'm running my way towards that title I want again. The title Spidey took away from me. I didn't prove anything from one PPV to another. I lost it and never had a fair rematch. When a silly man like Gamer could hold it, well, I have to draw the line somewhere. Spidey is holding me down and yet that was his plan from the start. Making the weaker man lose the title on the grandest stage of them all, mentally break him, have a man smear pink piant on his face, make a man lose his valet because of a promo, when a man doesn't get a fair chance at a rematch, when a man gets pinned in the middle of a busy street and never again get a chance at the one title that has honor, when a man can't even look at anyone behind a mask, when Spidey took away a chance for me to run the shows, you wonder why I turned my back on my own partner. I did it because Spidey made me do it. I did it because Killer made me do it. I did it because Gamer made me do it. I did it because Icon made me do it.
These men broke a man who loved the business.
They broke my true dreams of having a long run with the WOTU Championship.
They broke me and now, from what I've seen, they broke the one rule of wrestling.
Never break a man who believes in the business, for that man may become unable to win nothing more then matches. To have it taken away without a fair chance, it's against everything. After Extreme Rules, I will be watching. As we take the steps towards the PPV, I will be looking at everyone. I don't need flashing lights or warning signs of me telling the world what I want. I want is redemption. Or maybe revenge on those who decided to bring me down. I vow this WOTU Universe. The real WOTU Championship will return one day. And that man's name will be me.
*Takes a sip of Sprite and looking at the WOTU Championship as he grins behind his mask*
*After RAW Killer is seen walking with Brie to his car in the parking lot*
*He goes to open the door for Brie, and all of a sudden I blind-side him!
*Sporting a bandana/ mask over the face like Michael Tarver sometimes wore-
Shoving Killer to the ground!
*Killer falls to the parking lot floor, and French appears from a corner with a crowbar and visicouly begins beating on Killer with it, hitting him in the head and swinging it at him. beating on him
*Tossing him up against the wall, and he falls to the ground violently
*I seize an opportunity to stomp on Killer a bit more, before pausing
*A sadistic grin forms, which can only be seen in my eyes as the mask obscures the rest of my facial features*
*And I slam Killer right leg in the car door!
*French, still enraged beats on Killer with the pipe, hitting him on the leg and in the arms!
I step back a bit, and grab his arms, pulling his head back and laying him out with a curb stomp onto the parking lot floor*
French: Where's your challenge now huh?! Wheres your -damn challenge now?!?!!!???
Me: You better have more fight in you! Get up! Get your ass up!!!
*Killer laying unconscious, seems to make me more enraged as I kick at his face and scream at him.*
Me: Trying to speak like you are tough?! Life doesn't work that way!
Me: Listen up now. TONIGHT Is the start of the TWO's ERA! So to everyone else, you either step up and try to oppose us. Or you step the f*ck off! I don't give a damn about any of you WOTU freaks anymore. You're the past! You understand us! I told you. I told each and every one of you That we would do whatever it took. To have what we deserved! More than the pisss poor scraps your company fed us!
As long as we have our revenge, I couldn't care less what happens the to WOTU or the entire world for that matter!
I told you I was on the path the rest of you couldn't follow. And I finally found others who see the world through the same vision I do.
Have you ever looked in the mirror? I mean really looked? the Wotu is diseased, and dying If you knew whats best you'd bash your own head in and do yourself a favor. Erasing every part of it, . Thats the only way to save it. So you either adapt yourself to that idea! or you fall in with the trash we're taking out!
*Me and French go to leave, though I turn around and approach an unconscious Killer*
Me: Whats with that look on your face? Wipe it off!
*I hit Killer hard, in the head, causing him to bleed*
*French and I leave while Brie screams to get Killer help*
*Lights in the arena go out.
Is show on the titantron*
*NWO theme song hits. Icon and French walk through the crowd wearing "tWo shirts." On the back of the shirt, it says "F**K WOTU.*
Cole: I can't believe this. They have betrayed the WOTU.
King: They think the WOTU betrayed them.
*Icon and French make their way into the ring, and motions to the entrance way. Randyspeeps is walking down the ramp with Stephanie McMahon. Both wearing a tWo shirt.*
Cole: Hell has frozen over. Randyspeeps is in the tWo?
King: What else is going to happen tonight?
*Randyspeeps motions to the rafters. TWF_Legend is then lowered into the ring.*
Cole: My GOD! There's the culprit. There's the man who's been warning us about this moment.
King: I can't believe this.
*French and Icon go over to the announcers table. They take the headset off of King and Cole. Then they throw King and Cole in the ring. King eats a RKO from Speeps. Cole receives a thunderous double power bomb from French and Icon. Crowd is booing, the smart fans are cheering. Kids are crying.*
TWF_Legend: Hello WOTU. Like what you see?
*French and Icon flip the bird to fans who are now throwing trash in the ring.*
TWF_Legend: King and Lawler weren't good enough to announce the brilliance of what is about to happen. Let's get a real announcing team in here.
*"NWO" theme plays as Paul Heymen and JBL make their way down the ramp in tWo shirts. They take their place at the announcers table.*
Heyman: Ladies and Gentlemen, you are now witnessing a full fledged take over of the WOTU.
JBL: Do not adjust your TV sets. This is the real deal. Things are about to change.
Heyman: We are about to witness a cleansing of the WOTU like never before.
*Backstage Spideynerd and Corrective Chaos are viewing on their Tv sets. Each member is quiet. WOTU superstars are sitting in a room together watching the events that are taking place. In the background Shoecrap is crying. Crulex is in a dark room paying attention to the events in the ring.*
TWF_Legend: In this ring is the greatest collection of talent the WOTU has ever seen. Speeps and I go waaaay back. We are both hall of famers, but most importantly, we've accomplished everything there is to in this business.
Heyman: Applaud these gentlemen.
JBL: Somebody better get General Manager Spideynerd a cup, before he piss himself.
Randyspeeps: WOTU, you were warned.
*Kids are booing, while the hardcore audience cheers the tWo*
Randyspeeps: Last time I came to this god forsaken place, you people sh*t all over me and my stable. You treated me like I was some second rate superstar. You had it all wrong. There's nothing second rate about me. I'm first class in everything I do.
*tWo members applaud*
Randyspeeps: Yet as soon as you realize I am a free agent, WOTU officials beg me to join. Pay me whatever I want, and treat me like I'm king. I'm not here to pander to the WOTU crowd or the management behind the scenes. Truth be told most of you are morons.
*crowd boo's.*
Randyspeeps: Okay, all of you are morons. I don't like anyone in the back. I can't stand the smell of the locker rooms and I sure as hell can't stand anyone claiming to be a "star" in this company. So why am I here? It's simple. I'm here to correct a wrong. TWF went out of business because some pretty smart people got brainwashed and started drinking the cool-aid.
Heyman: This is real talk laddies and gentlemen. This isn't the cookie cutter garbage that you'll here on an average WOTU episode of Raw. This is tWo's Raw now. You have no choice but to like it.
Randyspeeps: They said the TWF was dying. BULL! The TWF wasn't dying. The TWF was killed. Murdered. Truth be told. No one in the TWF could compete with the big boys of Ortonism. So they all ran over here. CPMAN was a jobber in the TWF. REAL TALK. He's your WOTU champion. What does that tell you?
JBL: That sums it up.
Randyspeeps: CPMAN said he killed the TWF. CPMAN didn't kill anything, because CPMAN was busy cleaning up after the big boys got finished eating. He was lucky if he was given a crumb of success.
Heyman: Hehehe. What a champ.
TWF_Legend: Then there's Spideynerd. A man that went over to the TWF and bashed the WOTU, then came over to the WOTU and bashed the TWF.
Heyman: We have proof. Go to tWo.com. Go there right after Raw. We have the full breakdown of Spidey's betrayls.
TWF_Legend: We see it all. We know it all. You may not know me, but I know each and everyone of you.
*French Dynasty grabs the mic and you sold out chants begin. A fat woman in the front row throws her bra at French. French takes the bra and say:*
French: Ewww. Fat American boobies are a no no.
*Woman hides her face in shame.*
French: I didn't sell out. I did the opposite, I put asses in the seats. The WOTU turned it's back on Icon and I.
Icon: The WOTU is filled with corrupted morons that have a sense of entitlement. How quickly they forgot that French and I are two of the best superstars in this place.
French: They didn't forget it, they just ignored it. Then they framed us for drugs and get upset when we have live sex celebrations.
Icon: Well if they thought we were out of control before, they ain't see nothing yet.
French: Speeps and Legend over here embraced us. They gave us an opportunity we couldn't pass up.
Icon: They gave us a sense of belonging. And now, we're going to save this place.
JBL: You hear that you long toothed morons in the back? We are going to clean up this infested place.
Heyman: We're not here to destroy your precious WOTU. We're here to save it. Cleanse it. Rebuild it. You'll surely thank us in the end.
French: We're going to mold and shape the WOTU in our image.
TWF_Legend: and we're just getting started.
Speeps,Legend,French,Icon: We're just toooo SWEEEEEET!
Heyman: Ladies and Gentlemen, I thank you for watching this tWo takeover. We know you haven't seen anything like this in WOTU history, but things are changing. They're changing quickly. And to all the boys in the back, the sooner you fall in line, the less people will get hurt. Good night everyone. Go back to your pathetic lives, and maybe if you're lucky, the tWo will show up on Smackdown.
*Heyman and JBL get in the ring. Stephanie, Speeps, French, Icon, Heyman, JBL, and Legend raises their hand in triumph as Raw goes off the air.*
As soon as Raw ends and fades to black, a video appears set in a dark alley in a small, abandoned city
Walking down the street is The Man. The Game-Changer. The Ass-Kicker. The TWF Legend. He is wearing a long, dark trench coat and sunglasses, while carrying his suitcase.
"I told them all. I told them I had something big in store. I warned them this was going to happen."
The rain picks up. The Legend walks through the puddles and down the alley, having walked all the way from the arena of that night's WOTU Raw.
"They all want a piece of this force. This unstoppable alliance. But here's the thing, in due time, the greater picture will be apparent. It will be evident. It will shown for all to see.
But, for now, it's a process. Step 1 is complete. We cleansed two of the WOTU's biggest stars. The WOTU turned their back on them, we jump on the chance.
As for Randyspeeps, the decision was easy. I could've made the decision in my sleep. He's the only person in this damn industry that is even close to my level. I'd never worked with him before. I called him up. The rest is history. And what's to come will be even more historical.
I hear the cries. I hear the pain. I hear the suffering.
Pain dealt by the biggest ass-kicking group in professional wrestling.
I hear the offers, the proposals, the questions. Everybody thinks they want a piece of this. A piece of this machine.
But that's where they're wrong.
I hurt people.
I kick asses.
I make history.
And I f*cking win."
The Legend gets to an intersection. He starts to turn the corner, but a long stretch limo pulls up. The license plate reads TWO4LYFE.
The back bumper has "F*ck WOTU" spraypainted on it.
The back door opens. Randyspeeps is sitting with two models on his arms and sipping a glass of red wine.
French and Icon are in the back wearing suits making a toast, a toast to savior.
The Legend gets in and closes the door as the limo pulls away and out of the city.
The video ends....
THE GAME-CHANGER HAS ARRIVED.
THE ASS-KICKER IS HERE.
STEP 1 HAS BEEN COMPLETED...
...BUT WE ARE NOT ALONE.
THE REVEALS ARE FAR FROM OVER. THE SURPRISES ARE JUST BEGINNING.
THE GAME HAS CHANGED, FOREVER.
*The pyro continues to shoot off into all directions as this large, cloaked man steps out from the back. His mask is extremely intimidating, and the mask was familiar looking to a few of the die hard wrestling fans in the crowd. The man made it down to the ring as the music died out, and he ripped the cloak from his body. Suddenly, three championship belts came into view, which shocked the crowd, the ring announcers, the fans at home, and those watching in the back. Those three belts were the TWF Tag Team Championship, the WOTU Tag Team Championship, and the WOTU World Championship. It became clear who this was, but why was he wearing that terrifying mask?* Lillian Garcia: The following match is set for one fall! Currently in the ring, from Blackpool, England, William Regal! His opponent, from ...Chaos Creek, Nebraska, he is one half of the WOTU Universal Tag Team Champions, and he is the current WOTU World Champion, Cpman! Cole: Wh...What? That's Cpman? No way! JBL: Looks like the jobbers finally gone of the deep end Michael! Wish you'd fall off too! Way off! *The ref looks at both men, and quickly calls for the bell.* WOTU Champion Cpman vs. William Regal (Non-Title) The two men meet in the center of the ring, and William Regal goes in for a hard punch, but it is caught out of no where by Cpman! Cpman quickly pushes Regal back, and delivers a harsh clothesline that sends the English brute right down to the ground. Never one to let an opportunity go, Cpman picks up William Regal, and irish whips him into a corner, only to run up from behind him and deliver a huge body splash! Regal falls out of the corner and back first on the ground. Cpman than drags him to the center of the ring, where he runs at the ropes, bounces back, and leaps up into the air, his back and all of his weight landing right on the abdomen of William Regal. Cpman than heads into a corner, and starts to measure Regal up for something. Regal slowly gets up, and has his back to Cpman. Once completely up right, Cpman comes running in from behind, and delivers a running SN3 to the wrestling legend! Cpman than drops down, and covers William Regal, for the three count. Winner: Cpman *The ref walks over to Cpman to raise his arm, but Cpman shoves him away, and swiftly exits the ring, grabbing a microphone from the ringside area. He gets back into the ring, and starts to slap Regal a little bit, making him come to.* Cpman: The Chaos has destroyed you. You have been met with a defeat. This is only the beginning, it's what I do. Now enjoy the view from down at my feet. We will all kneel before Spidey, so will you. Though, of course, at the end, my chaotic world will be kneeling too. *Adjusting his mask, Cpman throws the microphone off to the side, as he forces William Regal to get on to his knees, and kneel before a picture of Spideynerd which appears on the titantron. Cpman than takes a handful of Regal's hair, and pulls him up, before delivering a huge Gutwrench Powerbomb to the man. Cpman than exits the ring, with the microphone, and takes a hold of his cloak as he puts it back on.* Cpman: From now on, you fools...Your WOTU Champion...He answers to one man. Spideynerd. As you all should. Because when you have nothing left to trust in....No false idols....No fake, made up deities.....You most believe in him. The General...No....The God of Chaos. I speak the language of Chaos. I believe in Chaos. I am Chaos. I am....The Man of Chaos. *Without another word, Cpman turns and makes his way up the ramp, silence filling the arena to what the crowd had just witnessed.*
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