Nationwide Challenge (Arielle, Diamond, O2A)

[Warren Peace]

They're for themselves, it doesn't matter what they say
Promise the world then take it from you anyway
They'll break you down making your vision fadeaway
It's time to go: get off of my case

Warren Peace takes to the stage mic at the ready.

"So, Arielle still holds the Nationwide Title after that incompetent Diamond gifted him another victory? Well, I've heard a rumour that Arielle is organising some kind of competition to decide who will face him at Game Over for his next defence."

Peace awaits for the excitement in the crowd to die down.

"I'm here to throw my name into the mix. I feel like this is my time to shine. I deserve a title shot. I feel it is my time. I want to put my mark on the APW world as one of the greats. I call out all of the guys who are supposed to be the best. I don’t want any easy fights."

[Joe Bruiser]

Eye of the Tiger hits over the arena and Joe Bruiser comes out onto the stage and taunts. Joe begins to make his way down the ramp and into the ring. Once in the ring Joe gets a Mic and speaks.

[glow=blue,2,300]Did you all think that I was going to let all these other guys have all the fun? [/glow]

The crowd waits as Joe does a Rock style of holding the Mic up and screaming into it.

[glow=blue,2,300]HELL NO.[/glow]

The crowd goes nuts as Joe smiles and looks at Warren.

[glow=blue,2,300]Who the hell are you again? Warren what? Well whatever your name is why in the hell are you trying to get into this match? If I have never herd of you and I know these fans have never herd of you, then why are you trying to get into a BIG BOY match? Your a little fish in a BIG pond my friend. Go find your self a SMALLER BOY match and stay away from the big boy matches.[/glow]

Joe begins to smile as he just gets an idea.

[glow=blue,2,300]Hey Jason? If you hearing this I'm in your little tourney. This tournament or Battle Royal, needs some CHAMPIONS in it.[/glow]

Joe looks at Warren.

[glow=blue,2,300]Hey you know what? I just got an idea. I'll take you on in a singles match as well. I feel like MAYBE you can handle the big boy stuff. Lets see if you can, you accept?[/glow]

Joe waits for a response from Warren.

[jdiamond]

James diamond walks out on stage to no music with a mic in hand

Icompetent.... Huh, Wasnt so incompetent when i eliminated you, to have that chance at the title and yes i blew my chance to win it but ive got better things planned for Game Over. That title Would have slowed me down. You say you deserve a title shot ha and what makes you think that youve been here what two weeks and in both matches you lost.. Not really championship form is it Mr Peace?...


Diamond waits for reply

[Warren Peace]

Warren locks stares with James at this remark.

[glow=blue,2,300]"You seem to have fogotten that I was the last one to be eliminated from that Battle Royal. You may have won that match through good fortune, but I outlasted four other great competitors. I admit, my form hasn't been fantastic these last two weeks, but that's all set to change ... you have yet to beat me one on one, and until you do you cannot claim to be better than me ..."[/glow]

Warren turns towards Joe.

[glow=blue,2,300]"Joe Bruiser ... yes, I've seen you wrestle on many occasions ... and you are one of the more talented individuals around here. I would be glad to test myself against you ... I accept your challenge!"[/glow]

Warren starts to walk back towards the curtain, but as he reaches it he pauses and turns back to face Joe.

[glow=blue,2,300]"Here's an idea ... let's make it a little more interesting. You and me ... one on one ... in a Tables, Ladders & Chairs match! What do you say?"[/glow]

[pornstar]

"Hey, fuckin' retards!"

Jason is on the screen, plethora of bitches surrounding him...

"Don't you hopefully sterile motherfuckers pay a bit o' attention, Peace? Fuckin' christ... you guys ain't fightin' no one on ones to get a shot at my belt... fuck no. You want a shot? It happens at Game Over... after you sign up for my seckzi parties that're gonna be happenin' at Full Throttle. You want in? Say the fuckin' word... and I'll place ya in the match."

[theking]

*As the men inside the arena battle in a war of words. The camera's switch over to the parking lot area. Where a white limo pulls up to the building. The limo driver is seen getting out the vehicle and walks over to open the door for whomever this is in the limo. The camera's pan down as the door opens and we someone step out from the limo*.

Announcer #2 - Come on camera man ? Pan up you idiot...pan up ! I wanna who this is ?

*The person thanks the driver and proceeds to make his way into the arena. Making his way down the hallway towards the Gorilla Position where this man will apparently make his entrance. Could this man possibly want a shot at the Nationwide Championship ?*

***The Camera's switch back inside the arena at ringside as everyone anticipates this man's arrival !***

*Music then begins to play over the loud speakers. The fans stand up on there feet and erupt into a feeding frenzy. However, no one seems to recognize the music. Could this be a new arrival to APW ?*

After about another 10-15 seconds of waiting. The mystery man steps out from behind the curtain...revealing himself to be none other then.......

GENESIS !

Everyone in the arena is completely stunned to see the return of Genesis to APW ! The last time Genesis was in a APW arena. He was seen being carted off to drug rehab and had been fired from APW because of his addiction to pain killers !

He runs to each side of the stage, throwing his arms up into the air. Loving every moment and absorbing all the cheers from the audience. This earth shattering reaction to his appearance was so loud that it literatly felt like your head would explode !

Ignoring both Warren Peace & James Diamond on the stage. Genesis makes his way down the rampway. Looking directly at the ring. Locking eyes with a former rival in Joe Bruiser. As he slides into the ring and extends his arms in a cross motion. Receieving another huge pop from the crowd.



As his music begins to finally fade away into the background. The entire crowd breaks into chants of "Welcome Back !" over and over again. Genesis just stands there in the center of the ring. Looking around at the crowd. Genesis nods his head in approval and seems to love the reaction quite well.

Genesis walks over and grabs a microphone from a nearby stage hand. Then, motions for the crowd to settle down as he has about to speak publically for the first time since Mid-August.

Genesis - Before I say what needs to be said about this whole Nationwide Challenge ! I just wanna say that it feels FUCKING great to be back......HOME !

*Crowd erupts into another cheer for there favorite King*

Genesis - And you can bet your asses. That this King is going absolutely NOWHERE ! HaHaHa...for somebodies who's career was deemed to be "dead". I appear to be looking alive & well ! Unlike those claims, I guarantee you this. From this moment on. My heart, my blood, my sweat, and my tears belong to APW ! And just for the record as well. Lemme say, and I bet that most of few can agree with me on this. That its about time that the true KING reclaims his rightful THRONE !!!

*Crowd breaks out into chants of "We Miss You Genesis" ! Bringing a smile to Genesis' face*.

Genesis - *grins some more, then wipes a tear from his eye as he replies to those chants* God....dammit I love you guys too !

*Crowd continues to roar as Genesis just looks around & shrugs his shoulders. As even he can't believe how big of a reception that he's receieving. Then finally, Genesis motions for them to settle down once more & looks like he's ready for business*

Genesis - Now that we've got the mushy homecoming out of the way. Lets get down to brass tacks. And I'm only interested in one thing right now. And thats picking up where I had left off. And ironically...

*Genesis looks up at the screen and points at Nationwide Champion Jason Arielle*

Genesis - HeHe...ironically ! If my memory serves me correctly. Back at Red, White, & Bruised. You Mr. Arielle defeated me in the center of this ring. Becoming the first guy to actually pin me in this ring since I had first arrived to APW.

I'll give ya credit where credit is do "Pornstar". You showed me that you defenitly had alot of guts and that you were a tremendous athlete in the squared circle. However, with that being said. Please, do not let those words go to your head....and I'm NOT talking about the head between your legs either pal !

*The crowd starts to chuckle a little bit as he Genesis now turns his attention over to Joe Bruiser*

Genesis - Joe Bruiser !! Mr. "Eye of the Tiger" himself ! Its been a while hasn't it ? As a matter of fact. Its been close to two months since I last suplex'd you off of the ladder and onto the arena floor. Hurting your neck severly. Become *snaps fingers* THAT CLOSE to single handily ending your career !

Don't think for a second that I've even forgotten about the time you sprayed me down in that stupid "BWUUZZAA" truck of yours. It took me WEEKS to get that crap out of my clothes. But you know, thats in the past man. I'm looking into the future now. The future for Genesis is very very BRIGHT ! And for you, Afro Thunder ! Its a grim one for you !

*Genesis then turns his attention up to the two men he ignored earlier, Warren Peace & James Diamond*

Genesis - You two men up there ? You both wanna argue back & forth about who's incompetent ? Thats an easy one to solve. You two just look at each either for one moment. And THEN you will see that you BOTH are indeed incompetent when compared to the true KING of A....P.....F'N.....W !!!

While I won't stand here and deny that you both have talent. Or else you guys obviously wouldn't be here in APW. You both are like the former dynamic duo of Karl Malone & John Stockton. Both showed great talent and knew how to play the game. But when it came down to winning the big one. They both came up just a little bit short !

And that will be the case for you two clowns when step into the ring with greatness !

*Genesis then looks back out at the crowd & says to them*

Genesis - And in case some people can't figure this one out. I guess that means that ol' Genesis is going to throw his name into the hat in Mr. Arielle's little Nationwide Challenge !

*The crowd breaks out into more cheers as The King of Controversy turns his attention back over to the Nationwide Champion up on the big screen*

Genesis - One final thing I wanna say to you Jason Arielle, Pornstar, Champ, whatever you like to call yourself nowadays. Remember one thing, that lightning never stricks TWICE ! In other words, when this challenge is all said & done. And when its me & you in the ring once more. If you think for one second that your gonna do a repeat and beat me. You've got another thing comin' ! Here's a reality check for ya. Come Pay-Per-View time. For you Jason Arielle....it will indeed be.......GAME......OVERRRRR !!!!

*Genesis lowers the microphone and awaits a response from someone*.

[~Travis Tyler~]

Drowning Pools 'Bodies' hits the PA system. Who could it possibly be this time? After a few seconds pass by, you see Psycho walk out on stage. WHAT? He's by himself. Guess it's time to see what he can do without the help of Insanity. Lifting a Mic up, he begins to speak.

Warren Peace? What kinda of name is that really? Sounds more to me like your ripping off someones name from a movie. Can't you be more original? And you think your hardcore? If I wasn't already in a match against them damn nuddists, I love to replace Bruiser in that TLC. Do to you what I did to Cinder last week. You can count on that my friend....

Turning his head to Bruiser...

And you Mr. Joe Bruiser, didn't you play in Rocky? I could've sworn I seen you in that one? You want an ass kickin like no other, then get in the ring with me....

Now on to Genesis....The "King of Controversy"....

And now to you Genesis. Couldn't cut it in the real world huh? Gotta make your return, proclaiming your the true King. If you ask me, theres only one true king, and that man ain't you. But you can't go on mentioning 'clowns' and not have a word from me bud....

Last but not least....

And finally Jason Areille. Formally known as Pornstar, and you can't forget all the other gimmick rip-offs you come up with. I would love to get in the ring with you and finally shut that big ass mouth of yours. The fuckin word has been said. I want in this match. The carnaval has just BEGUN!!!!!!

Psycho laughs for a minute, while waiting for someone elses reply....

[Dice Dillinger]

+Making his way into the camera shot after a few stares and eye undressing for the lovely young ladies surrounding his Familia brother, was none other than Mr Dice Dillinger himself. Finding himself standing directly behind Buck, a hand extends to his brother's shoulder, shaking his head as he stares into the camera relaying footage to the all those in the arena before speaking up...+

Boys, boys, boys!!! Let's ease up a bit on the title gawkin' shall we? Ya' sons of bitches all waltz out to the ring like Billy Badass with mics in your hand, acting like you either deserve the shot in the first place OR someone actually cares about who the hell you bastards are. And expect MY brother. My main pimpin' partner to even take you serious?!!?...It's a sad sight when ya' think about it. I mean we got Bruiser out there who must have gotten his ass kicked by our other brother 7 so much that he suffered maximum brain damage up under that hairy helmet on his head and now got the nerve to step up for yet ANOTHER ass kickin'. We got James Diamond who in all honesty ain't bad in that ring fells. He ain't bad. But hell his ass ain't good either so he ain't got no reason to even bring his ass out here in the first place. Psycho? You a white trash homosexual hillbilly and ya' always been one. So ahh, how 'bout you go dive head first in a make up bag AGAIN and let the adults handle business bitch, before I T-Bag your ol' lady like I did your boyfriends a year ago... Moving on!...Warren Peace? WHO?!!? Do you even work here? Genesis?....

+A long ahhh instantly from the crowd before Dice could even continue. When he does...+

Dude...It's so old now man. It really, really is. King this, King that. Bitch, you can't be "King" and you gave yourself the name dog! V EARNED his homeboy and you just a pill poppin', ass cheek needle shovin' imitation son! Get over it already man! Get a damn life and stop tryin' to take the one my homey got. Pathetic ass.

+A brief moment to pause as he could hear the laughter from Jason no more than a few inches away from him. He turned his attention to his brother, removing the glasses from his face with his opposite hand before speaking to him...+

And my homey here. Love him like a damn brother goddamn it but...He may as well etch out another spot for the pimp of the century baby boy. Cause Dice Dillinger is now officially entering himself in this little Nationwide Title run bitches.

+A huge smile on his face as he could hear the crowd erupt over the news of a second Familia member in the Nationwide picture. Their APW fans. They deserve the very best right? ;D +

[ca]

I swear, this is a damn dejavu deal we got goin on. Didn't this exact same thing happen some two weeks ago?[/b]

Cabal comes out of the back and makes his appearance on stage. He looks towards the ring, seeing all who has entered the ring to the call of the Nationwide Championship. Cabal was once again answering it because a certain World Champion was hiding behind his belt, not wanting to face him a second time for fear of being beaten by Cabal.

Cabal brings the mike back up to his mouth and begins...

So, who have we got here. I see that EVERYONE is going through everyone, so hey, why not? I might as well. So, first up, we have....

dun dun duuuuuuun....

Warren Peace....who? NEXT!

Ah, Joe Bruiser. I hope you still aren't too sore after I beat your ass from ring post to ring post. Has anyone ever told you how silly you look with them gloves? Are you a boxer, or a wrestler? I think you're confused. Though, I'm sure you've heard it all before, so I'll move on...TO YOUR FRO!

Yea, that's right. I'm going there. What in the FUCK is with that thing? Do you have a forest in there or somethin? Damn....Any wild life you keepin safe from extinction? That is the ugliest piece of hair I've ever seen. I've seen a clown with better hair. I mean, DAMN!. I could probably bounce quarters off that thing or they might get stuck. Just wow...anyways, your ass ain't winnin this match. I'm going to. And I'll see fit to beat your ass yet again...NEXT!

James Diamond. You been here once before. Couldn't get it done. Why you back again? Think you got what it takes to go ALL the way this time? Such a shame that you stopped short, especially against a guy like Bucky McContraception there, whose probably stretched out yer momma's hole. Hell, he might be yo' daddy. Or, there might be some lil midget running around. Who knows. Anyways, short stop. You ain't got what it takes to beat the aldicky Jason Aricumall. And You've proven that point. Diamond, I don't think so. More like a piece of coal. Not worth a damn cent. NEXT!

Jason...I'll leave him for when I face him at Game Over.

Genesis...I have to ask. Do you ever SHUT THE FUCK UP?! Does anyone even actually pay attention to a quarter of the shit thats coming out of your mouth? DO YOU UNDERSTAND THE WORDS THAT ARE COMIN OUT OF MY MOUTH?! SHUT THE HELL UP FOOL! God, I've never listened to anyone talk as much as you do...wait, yes I have, that's besides the point. Didn't you make your exodus from here last time? After someone bitched you out so much, you tucked tail and ran? You think you're gonna prove yourself by comin back? Think again. The only thing you're gonna prove is how much of a retard you've become. I mean, LOOK AT YOU. What the hell are you wearing? Can that even be classified as clothes? Or what about your pathetic excuse of a career? Have you really done anything that counts? No, don't talk about some other place, I'm talking about here. Well, I'm waiting...oh yea, that's right YOU HAVEN'T! Have you even had a World Title shot? I know I have. And that pussy of a World Championship is scared to give me another shot because he knows that he's scared deep down inside. So he's off playing with his pussy friend, Vegas. Yea, they share everything together. And I do mean EVERYTHING. But enough of that. You aren't winning this match, plain and simple...NEXT!

Psycho...Props for beating my brother with all sorts of instruments. We all know that it comes down to weapons when defeating the Xaviers. You stupid fucking china doll clown. Do you really think that you have a shot in this match? Yea, you beat me brother, but let me point out something. One, it was in a tag match. I KNOW my brother has been practicing more on singles than tag. And two, you used weapons. How HARDKORE(oh no, infringment!!!!)does that make you feel? Does it make you feel all powerful. Does it make you feel like nothing can stop you with a chair, a ladder, or even a sledgehammer in your hand? Let me tell you somethin. You could have any kind of a weapon in your hand, and I will rip it from you and use it on you. I will beat your ass so senseless that it will knock the psychoticness from you. Then you wouldn't be Xtreme Violence anymore. You'd be Bobo the Clown and Company. Here's what ya need to do now. Oh, get ready for this, it's great. Bet someone, anyone to...nah, never mind. You couldn't comprehend the magnitude of something like this. Anyways, you ain't winning this match..NEXT!

Dice, dice, dice, dice...NO SNAKE EYES! AHAHAHAHA!! Ded juu see wat I ded thar?! So, hows the Familia doin? Still bein the piece of shit "group" that you've always been? Still bangin' as many chicks as ya can? Because we all know that you can't keep your hands off anything that walks on two legs and has a hole. I bet Yuki would be heart broken to find out. Or is it Stacie? Hell, maybe ya'll swap partners every day of the week. Who the fuck really knows with what you do behind doors. By the way, this ain't the west, so what's with the damn cowboy hat? Are you gonna go rope us another one big boy? Gonna go cook us up some grill or whatever? You're a pathetic excuse of a life. Simple put, you aren't winning this match.

Now that's done, I have one final thing to say. You all aren't winning the match. I AM!! AHAHAHAHAAAA!![/b]

Cabal stands there with a smirk on his face as he watches the reactions of others.

[theking]

*With a big grin on his face. Genesis starts to respond to the others. First starting with Psycho*

Genesis - Oh WOW ! What do we have here ? Its Doink the Clown on Crack !

*The crowd chuckles a bit as Genesis proceeds to continue talking to Psycho*.

Genesis - As far as me not cutting it in the real world. Maybe that is true to a certain degree. Sure I had my own problems in the past with certain situations. However, as I said earlier. It remains in the past and I'm looking towards a much brighter future.

And as far as there being only one true "King" around here. Remember, that I do have some unfinished business with Vegas. But in my eyes. He dropped his "crown" a long time ago ! But you can believe that he will be taken care of much later. As I will prove to YOU and the rest of the world why I am the King of F'N Controversy ! And why I will rule APW with an iron fist when its all said & done. And as for you assclown....just sit back & enjoy the ride as it happens kido.

*Genesis turns his attention over to Dice*

Genesis - So Dice, Dice, Baby ! You wanna run your mouth and act like big shot all of sudden huh ? You really wanna know why I can stand here & call myself "The King of Controversy" ? Its because I CAN ! And as of this moment in time. I don't see anybody thats willing to put a stop to that either anytime soon. So until that day comes Mr. Dillenger. Please....please ! Don't flatter yourself kid !

I mean, do you truly believe that you can go face-to-face, toe-to-toe, with Genesis !? To coin a phrase bucko, "I Don't Think So !"

*Genesis turns his attention over to Cabal Xavier*

Genesis - So the legend continues. The great almighty Cabal Xavier is here in the flesh ! Before my own very eyes. You seemed to have gotten bigger since the last time I kicked your ass !
Please don't tell me your using steroids and just having one of your fits of rage !

*Genesis chuckles to himself as he continues onward*

Genesis - Oh whats that ? You seem like you don't remember....you look a little confused Cabal. How about we take a stroll down memory lane shall we ? Guys in the back...roll the footage !

www.youtube.com/watch?v=_0v9us-uxRM
Footage begins to play over the Big Screen showing Genesis' previous victory over Cabal Xavier a previous APW Full Throttle Episode.

Genesis - Not so big and bad now are ya chump ! And by the way, I'm not out here to make a fashion statement. Its what you do in the ring pal that counts. If your that worried about the way someone dresses. Then you should look at yourself in the mirror buddy boy. And after watching your previous World Title encounter with Jason Cross. You apparently CAN'T DO SHIT !!! It showed during that match & in our previous encounter.

And on the "title" thing. Buddy, lemme tell ya one thing. Its not the titles that makes you a superstar. Its the STAR that makes you a star. What you do in the ring. What you do on the microphone is what counts. I've won my fair share of championships in the past. I've been a world champion before Cabal. True that I haven't been a World Champion in quite some time. But apparently, you haven't either ! Chew on that one for a minute BIG boy !

Cabal, just like all the others around this ring and up on stage. Your all yesterday's news. Are you all great athletes ? Possibly, YES ! Are you all a fucking KING !! Not....even....CLOSE ! See its easy for a guy like Vegas to call himself a King. But in order to be a King of Controversy. That means doing whatever necessary to get the job done and causing as much chaos as possible ! And that my friends is what I do week in and week out. Giving 110% all the time.

*Genesis then lowers the microphone and awaits a response from somebody*

[pornstar]

"Eww... Cabal Xavier showed up...


HEY, CABAL!!! GENESIS JUST PWNED YER LARD ASS!"

Shit stirring at it's finest... lets see... 1, 2, 3, 4,5,6 now out here? Oh, wait, guess Cabal was serious about title huntin' again... 7 now.... hmmm....

"Let's see some more bitches out here! This things too much of a sausage fest! Where's Christina Goober at?!?"

[jdiamond]

Cabal man shut the hell me not worth a cent you obvisously have no clue what your talking about, Yes i fucked up my first chance, but didnt you do the same by being elimnated in that Battle royale...... second chance this time im not goona blow it. all i have to do is go through Cabal, dice,Some drug addict a clown, bruiser and some guy that sits in his cell all day shouldnt be to tough. i did it before im gonna do it again

["Ironman" Michael Taylor]

Much to the dismay of Arielle, the sausage was going to get much bigger. Hey Man, Nice Shot begins blasting through the speaker system and Michael Taylor stepped out onto the stage, fans actually cheering for him. He smirks, then begins making his way down the ramp and toward the ring. He wasted little time, knowing full well the importance of the match being made. Within moments he was running up the steps and stepping into the ring. He made his way through the middle of everyone, not even bothering to turn his head to look at any of them as he made his way to the opposite side of the ring to receive a mic. After doing so, he turns around to face the rest of the men in the ring. He looked at each one for a moment, his eyes finally coming to rest on the NationWide Champion, Jason Arielle as the mic raised.

I don't care who else is in this thing. What they have done, what they have said, and what they claim to be are of no importance. What IS.......is the NationWide Championship. You can say whatever you want about me, my record, or what I deserve. I don't give a damn. Fact is, I'm going to be in this battle royal. I'm going to WIN this battle royal. Then, at Game Over, I'm going to be in that triple threat match for the NationWide Championship. Put the Ironman as one of your entries. I'll be there.

His microphone slowly lowers, now waiting for a response........or the next person who wants to step up and make their claim for a shot.

[ca]

Jason, first off, I beat your ass, twice already. That entitles you to shut the hell up and listen son. Don't make me sick Hugh after your ass. We all know what kind of action you really prefer. Anyways, onto Genesis.

Genesis. You know, you really have no talent. I see you had to dig deep and reach out for footage from some place else. Well, guess what? Some place else, doesn't count here. Yea, you may have beaten me there. But you haven't beaten me here. And here, is where it counts. So you can watch that match as many times as you want. As that will be the only victory that you'll have over me. And I haven't gotten bigger, boy, you've gotten smaller. I'm still the same size that I was before and 100% roid free. All of this is natural unlike some fake punkasses, like you.

Oh, so you want to bring up my World Title match. Alright. I can tell you this. Had that match been a singles, where pinning countered, I would be defending that World Title against anyone, instead I'm reduced to having to compete for some second rate the title because the World Champion is too much of a pussy to defend his title week in and week out because he doesn't want to lose to the likes of me. It would be too much of an embarassment for him. What a fuckin' pussy. He just got lucky that he knocked my head enough times for him to do a whimpy whip to the outside, where my head was bashed into the floor, knocking me out for some near 30 seconds. But hey, that's the kind of chance ya take in those matches. But, like I said. If it was a match that was either pin OR submission, it'd be a much different story right now.

Yesterday's news? Hardly. Not a King? Are you fucking serious? I'm the King of all the fucking Dragons. I'm the Dragon King, bitch. And I will fuck you up. Don't think I won't hit you right now. Then a big brawl would ensue, then security would have to come out and break us up. And we wouldn't want that, now would we? Don't worry Genesis, I'm making you my pet project. To constantly beat the living shit out of whenever possible.

As for James Coal...errr, Diamond. Shut the hell...what? Did you forget to finish your sentence? Go back to first grade english and learn to finish a damn sentence so you make some damn sense. Sheesh. Children thesedays. Yea, I was eliminated in the battle royal. It took two of you to eliminate me. Kind of sad that none of you have the skill to be able to eliminate me just by yourselves. But, that's fine. But being elminated is one thing. It's another to stop short in a Championship match, which you did, rather horribly. You could of atleast beat the man some more before he wtfpwned your ass. So yes, all you do is have to go through me, which you won't.

Ah Taylor, are we ready to knock another loss onto that belt of yours? I don't feel like going on you much right now, so I'mma shut up and let someone else speak. Possibly, a new entrant.[/b]

[theking]

Genesis - BWUHAHAHA ! Listen to yourself Cabal ! I mean...DAMN ! You sound like a big fuckin' crybaby ! And thank god, I came prepared. Cause every crybaby needs one of these...



*Genesis pulls out two pacifiers from his left front pocket and tosses them at Cabal's feet. The fans bust out laughing as Genesis goes on to say*

Genesis - See Cabal. Am not such bad guy aren't I ? I was even nice enough to get you TWO of them. In your FAVORITE colors none the less. Blue & Pink ! And also look on the bright side of things negative nancy. Since you love talking out of BOTH ends. You can use them both. One for your mouth and one for your ass.

*Crowd starts to burst out laughing Genesis continues on humiliating Cabal*

Genesis - But you see Cabal. I'm not just doing this to humiliate you big guy. I'm doing all of this for your own good. Do you ever actually hear yourself talk ? By going back & listening to videotapes of your promo's. Each and every one of them not only make you look like a crybaby...but also a damn FOOL ! I mean, just now you was out whining and saying (Genesis mocks Cabal in a babyish tone of voice) "Oh, so you want to bring up my World Title match. Alright. I can tell you this. Had that match been a singles, where pinning countered, I would be defending that World Title against anyone, instead I'm reduced to having to compete for some second rate the title because the World Champion is too much of a pussy to defend his title week in and week out because he doesn't want to lose to the likes of me. It would be too much of an embarassment for him. What a fuckin' pussy. He just got lucky that he knocked my head enough times for him to do a whimpy whip to the outside, where my head was bashed into the floor, knocking me out for some near 30 seconds"

*Genesis stops for a moment to catch his breath then continues on*.

Genesis - Sorry about that, damn Cabal ! I didn't realize you could talk that damn much ! But on the flipside of that. Thats more material for me to work with .

And then above all the quote unquote "insults". You manage to call yourself the "King of Dragons" ! Okay...that one I can give ya. I mean, if you wanna be the King of Puffing the Magic Dragon. Thats all fine & dandy with me really. And apparently, you enjoy doing that alot. Because right now, your are HIGHER then a motherfucker if you think you stand a chance with me in the ring !

And above all else !! Your also HALLUCINATING ! Why I say that ? You claim that our match happened elsewhere. Well....Captain Dipsh*t. I hate to break it to you but that happened right here on APW Full Throttle just a mere two months ago. I don't believe our match occured at any other company.

Speaking of our match. You wanna know what the amazing thing was ? I beat you when I was fucked up on painkillers. Hell, I was barely half-assing in the ring during the old days. And since I was able to kick your ass back then. Just imagine what I can do now that I'm clean !

Oh....and one final note Mr. Cabal. That whole being "100% roid free" bullshit. Thats completely untrue my friend. How do I know that one ? Well it just so happened that when I was doing my little research on you and your little roid problem. I happen to run into your old lady. And according to her. She said that it went came down to you "stepping up to the plate". You always came up a bit SHORT !

I myself actually felt sorry for the poor woman. Hell, I even came THIS CLOSE to going ahead & knocking a home run out of the park with her myself. But then I stopped & realized what I would be doing....and that would be....screwing your own MOTHER !

*The whole crowd bursts out laughing. Even the announcers became hysterical as Genesis finishes his rant on Cabal*

Genesis - But hey, just for the record. Your mom is actually pretty hawt !

*After Genesis finishes speaking. The crowd breaks out into chants of "MOTHER F***ER" over and over again*.

[pornstar]

"Nice job, Genesis... but... ME NEXT! ME NEXT!!!"

Jason comes back from backstage for this one, cracking his knuckles.

"This is pretty familiar... ain't it, Cabal? I mean... shit, you talking about beating me... again... as if I really gave a fuck the last times it happened? I mean... it sure fucked your head up a lot more when I pinned you in the tag match that you had to go around making excuses that you're not "built for tag matches" or whatever bullshit you wanted to spew... But that's just really what you are, isn't it Cabal? A load of bull-shit? I mean... If I'm right then why don't you just...

Give me a hell yeah?"

Crowd: "HELL YEAH!!!!!"

"Oh, Gawd do I love that... phew.

See, you're nothing but a shallow... puddle, in the sea of talent, Cabal... I mean, look around. Even fuckin' James Diamond has more charisma and interest than you do. You? You're just your generic run of the mill "shoulders bigger than my head" 'roided up jack-ass that thinks that 1,) His size matters, 2,) His win count matters, and 3,) that he can say more F-bombs than a Sailor and Rapper in a knife fight together and that makes him kewl for all the kids, am I right? Kids... the magic words are Fuckin' and Pussy... getcha everywhere in life... I mean... Just look where Cabal is... He's gotta be one of the highest paid jobbers EVAR!!!"

The crowd's laughter is almost like one of those 90's sitcom laughters from the shows taped in front of a live audience. Home Improvement, FTW! *Insert Tim Allen grunt...*

"And you fit in soooooooooooooo perfectly for that role too, Cabal! I mean, you come out, spitting a HUGE game that's as big as you... but also as dumb. Nobody believes that a 7'2" fat ass that my left testicle dwarfs the size of his head is any good already... it's like rooting for a Punjabi Giant... you know it's just gonna flat out suck, right? See, you're more of a... niche... you need people that will be in awe of your size... not those that will cut you down because we've just flat out got... y'know... skill for in the ring... and charisma on the microphone. I mean, fuck, I'm "Mr. Showtime Captain Charisma" pwning yer ass right now, ain't I?"

Microphone in the air...

Crowd:HELL YEAH!!!!

"Cheap pop crowd involvement, FOR THE WIN!!!! See... Cabal, nobody buys your bullshit... you're nothing but redundant praying that your win count gets you anywhere when it's only led you to yet another title-less year... right? How you gonna be a big deal with no gold, nigga?

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When I feel like having you have the floor. Which I don't. Suck the bottom of Abomination's ballsack when you find him, Cabal... cuz even he's better than you."

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[~Travis Tyler~]

YOU GOT SERVED SON

OHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

[pornstar]

"Yup..."

*Cena hand waving in front of face*

"YOU CAN'T SEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE ME, BITCH!!!"

[theking]

*Genesis, with a big grin on his face says as he's pointing directly at Cabal*

Genesis - Hey...whats the matter Cabal ? You look like your going to cry ?

*Genesis looks out at crowd and yells*

Genesis - DOES ANYBODY HAVE A BOX OF TISSUES FOR MY GOOD FRIEND CABAL XAVIER !?!?!? ANYTHING AT ALL, HELL EVEN A SNOT RAG WILL WORK !

*After several seconds have gone by. A fan from the from the front row tosses a box of tissues to Genesis. Genesis catches it and takes the tissue box over to Cabal and tries to hand him the box*:

Genesis - Here you go my good man. ;D ;D ;D

*Crowd breaks out into chants once again of "MOTHER FUCKER" over and over again*.

Genesis - (Speaking rather sarcastically) Come on guys...do you know who your cheering to over here. He's the great Cabal Xavier....a.k.a "The King of Crybabies".....a.k.a "King of Butt Secks"....a.k.a "The King of MOTHER FUCKERS" ... a.k.a "The King of Bitching" .... a.k.a "The King of Roid Rage !" ... a.k.a "The King of...."

*Genesis suddenly loses motivation and says*

Genesis - Ah Fuck It ! You guys get the picture...

[amy]

Men, all ways picking on the smaller person in groups. Well this time you can say the bigger man. Amy watch the mindless jokes from her television set in her locker room. At least two of them were sensible to stand out of the bulling on Cabal. Amy grabbed her elbow pads and began to slid them up her arm. The camera began to focus on the Nation Wide Championship. Amy's eyes lit up as she saw the title on her television set. Her dreams were to hold a title in any wrestling establishment, but it wasn't Amy's time. She has only been around APW for two weeks, and still surviving. Her mind was focused on if she should go for the title, or not.

Her eyes set on the ground, as she was in a silence mood. Something like meditation. A couple of minutes later, her head popped back up, staring up to the television screen. They were still in the ring, still fussing about Cabal. Amy stood up from her chair, she was all dressed to compete. Boots were laced, corset tied tightly and elbow pads fixed into a comfortable position. Amy grabbed her wand, can't forget something like that, and started to make her way out of her locker room and down the backstage area.

" Simply Irresistible " by Rob Palmer started to play over the P.A System, as the lights in the arena turned into a light pink. Amy appeared on to the stage, waving her wand around in the air, grabbing the attention of every man in the ring, and in the audience. Nothing new to Amy, as she made her way down the ramp. She was use to people staring at her, watching every step she took. It wasn't that new, except for the cloths bit. She climbed up onto the apron, wand in her mouth. She climbed over the bottom rope, and under the second rope to get into the ring. Eyes watched her, trying to get a great glimpse of her behind. She made her way into the middle of the ring. Its great to be the center of attention, and that what Amy wanted, but she needed something more. That was the Nation Wide Championship. She lifted the microphone to her mouth, which was handed to her by one of the men in the ring, waiting for her music to finish.

" Hello boys, don't mind me interrupting your little get together, but....."

Amy began to walk around to each man into the ring, trying to judge what were they like, and who were they.

"....I must say tonight it is not about picking on Cabal over here, it is about the Nation Wide Championship. "

She stopped in front of Warren Peace.

" Mmmm...who do we have here. Never seen you around this place before. Since those rags your wearing a guess you're homeless. There is a nice bin out side this building to sleep in. No need for you to sleep in the ring. "

Amy began to make her move on to the next person, Joe Bruiser.

" Well isn't it the ex-boxer who turned himself into a wrestler. Also l could say ex-Nationwide Champion. "

Amy's free hand began to run through his red afro. It was a mess..then.....a big shriek came from Amy. She began to feel something moving in his hair. She quickly withdraw her hand from his hair.

" Ewwwe......theres something moving in there..."

She wiped her hand over Joe, trying to clean on hand. Soon she began to make her way over to the next man.....Genesis. She placed her hand on his shoulder, and began to circle him.

" I believe l don't know you either.....wait you must be this Abomination character that l hear from place to place. You sure look like an abomination...look of those tattoos. You must of been passed out when you got them. "

She lifted her hand of Genesis, and made her way to Jame Diamond.

" You had a shot last week, and you lost. Time to give someone else ago. "

A quick word to James, he wasn't her type of man. Her man needed something much larger down stairs....if you get my drift. Amy was on the move again. Next up was Psycho. One look at him, and Amy moved on. He didn't seem much of a threat to her. Cabal was next.

" Hello there Cabal. I don't think that l should insult you right now. You just been insulted by the champ. So, who is next. "

Next was the Ironman, who has been on losing after losing each week. No challenge there. She just walked passed him and looked up at the screen.

" As you see her champ. Theres not much a talent in these boys palms. That was one of the reason that l have come out here Jason, to give you a challenge, and take away the Nationwide Championship from you. So place me in this match, so l can show the fools in the back what a real match is. "

Amy was about sick, playing the sweet and sensitive side. It was time to show the people that she is a threat, that she is champion material.[/b]