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Post by Jennifer Drew on May 23, 2007 1:30:10 GMT -4
“I Wanna Be Your Joey Ramone” by Sleater-Kinney plays through the arena. the live audience showed that it has already been conditioned to boo during the opening notes, even before the people the fanfare signals step out. The new APW tag team champions Pandora’s Box step out onto the stage making their usual entrance. They make their way down to the ring giving the horns and arguing with the crowd, well Jennifer tries to. On her way down she reaches down to the spinning plate on her belt several times and gives it a big Wheel of Fortune spin. She seems a little too delighted by the process shooting everyone a big smile, which they correctly interpret as gloating.
So, uh.. big news here in the Pandora’s Box camp. We are now the APW World Tag Team Champions. Pretty cool, huh?
Another big grin crosses Jennifer’s face as she looks around nodding and patting the belt, very proud of herself.
I mean these things spin and everything.
Once again she seems mesmerized by the spinning once again.
See that, it represents tag team excellence, and it’s just so stylish. You wanted the best you got the best APW, and this is the only tag team that matters.
There are no Clash fans in the audience.
Yeah, it feels great to be wearing the gold again, but it feels even better to have thrown Elizabeth Michaels off of a ladder to do it. You know over the past few weeks I’ve heard a lot of things about how I can’t get the job done, that I’m all talk and no rock, but Blizzard Kaze and I proved everyone wrong, as if it was even necessary.
She shrugs and rolls her eyes at her detractors, who once again become very vocal.
But you see, I’m not content to stop there. Oh no, you see I’m not going to stop here, I’m not even going to take a little break to make my friends jealous by wearing this thing around. If I heard correctly, we’ve got a big live pay per view spectacle coming up here in just a few short days. Blood Bath. Damn, it’s like they had me in mind when they were drawing this one up. Seriously, ask Michelle Tosso what I'm like in a First Blood match. So you know Jennifer Drew has to be there and you know we have something big that’ll keep the wrestling world talking. Blizzard, tell these good people what they’ve won. Jennifer lowers her microphone and looks over to Blizzard eager to see what she has to say.
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Post by blizzardkaze on May 23, 2007 2:26:28 GMT -4
Kaze smirks hard into the crowd, cupping her ear for another helping of cheap boo bird love. She brings the microphone to her lips, only to drop again and cup her ear a second time. It's an act she repeats two more time for luck.
They've won
She stops to make eye contact with the camera.
absolutely
nothing.
She jerks the title back behind her back, like pulling candy from a standard issue illiterate, obese American child.
Nothing. That is exactly what you deserve, and that is exactly what you should get if there was a Goddess looking down and smiling on us. Not one team back there deserves a shot, because of what they've done.
She looks to the crowd for some imaginary support, like she almost cared.
Nothing, and as far as I'm concerned? You reap what you sow, and not one of you let alone two of you have planted a seed.
Maybe you're all in shock back there. But I doubt it, we knew going in this would be the result. I think it's more a matter of a lack of heart and desire. You're all so messed up in the head, you've forgotten what we are fighting for.
She looks back to the hard camera on her right.
To be the best.
She grins, slowly bringing the title back into view.
Let me make this clear for everyone that seems to have lost their fucking minds. Saying you are the best and showing you are the best. Well they are two completely different things.
Her title face hung next to hers.
Not that it matters, because I'm hearing absolutely nothing anyways.
Drewz, this place makes me sicker by the week. The only company in the world where Champions have to play hide and seek. You know what I say? Hell no! We take the night off with pay as each and every last one of them have blown it. We can come back another day when these idiots remember why the hell they're here and what game they're playing.
She drops the title down to her waist.
So why don't you AV geeks in the back just turn our music back on and we can get the hell out of here.
She waits for that to happen.
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Kasino Royale
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I Wouldn't Gamble With My Life If I Was You....
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Post by Kasino Royale on May 25, 2007 9:54:21 GMT -4
+Not quite!!!! Before Pandora's music can be cued up, the opening notes of Tela's "Can't Stop Me" blares from the speakers and the fans automatically know what's next. Without a second to waste through the curtains step the tag team of the Royal Flush, Dice Dillinger & Kasino Royale. Kasino steps slowly to the top of the entrance ramp as Dice does his usual finger flipping actions to the fans who are for some reason cheering them on...Dumbasses...Kasino maintains a constant stare in the direction of the two ladies standing center ring as the fans watch on, knowing exactly where this shit was about to head...And oh they seemed to be loving the very idea of it as well. The music begins to die down as Kasino raises the microphone to his lips and begins with...+
[glow=red,2,300]Hold on one minute ladies...One damn minute now. The boys and I were backstage and couldn't help but over hear your little "address" or whatever you wanna call it. State of the union crap and all that. Blah blah whatever. Look this is what it boils down to. You're the tag champs? Good for you!...You want challengers? You're looking at em'! And...[/glow]
+His words are cut off by the fans adulation over the semi announcement of a tag title match between the two respective fans. When he continues...+
[glow=red,2,300]That? NOT good for you. Ya' see things aren't always what they seem to be ladies. Nah...Not always. We've been sitting by all year long waiting for our chance to grab what was rightfully ours in the first damn place. What took so long you ask? No one before you two were of interest to be honest. Avalanches? I hate snow so that was out completely. Bruiser and his little friend ummm....Tequila?...Umm... [/glow] +He turns to his partner with a confused look on his face, scratching his head as he asks...+
[glow=red,2,300]It's Tequila right?...[/glow]
+Dice shrugs it off staring towards the ring at the tag team champions, obviously itching to get a word in after his partner finishes...Kasino turns back to face the ladies and...+
[glow=red,2,300]Well whatever the hell his name is, those two weren't even remotely interesting to think about challenging. So we passed again. Liz Michaels and Xavier? Please. We SHOULD have saved Liz from that one. I mean how many worthless pieces of girly men will this lady have to carry in her career? Isn't Nate enough? Nah, we had to show mercy on that one ladies. But now? Heh Heh...Yeah this is where it's at girls. Pandora's Box vs. The Royal Flush? Violence in it's purest form that's for damn sure. You two came to fight and we damn sure came to fight so...What's it gonna be ladies? Pick your poison. You with it or you wanna wait for some dark matchers to come out and challenge for a quick victory instead? You gonna help us get double booked this time around or not girls?[/glow]
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Post by blizzardkaze on May 25, 2007 17:56:05 GMT -4
Double booked? Double booked??
Kaze does her best to look surprised. It didn't really work out so well, more like an 'I just swallowed a lump of bland oatmeal and it really did nothing for me' face.
Wow, I stand corrected the heart of a Champion still lives in this place. Filled with so much desire and sci-fi laser focus that you two managed to come out here at the last minute and save the entire show. Royal Flush? You should change your names to After Thought, if that's all these titles mean to you. I mean come on. It's Familia, I've been on one of your shows. Tell it like it is. Tell the truth!
Kaze smiles, taking the 25 cent tour of the ring.
The truth is, you're out here because nobody else is. You're out here because you were sitting in the back doing what you do and one of you had a little light bulb moment. One of you lifted your head off the table long enough to see what was going on and came with the momentous brainstorm. "Why don't we do that?"
Waiting? Bullshit. We're the ones that have been waiting for a week. God, it feels like I've been in this ring for days waiting for any two random knuckleheads to have this fucking vision. This divine inspiration. This breakthrough.
Ah hell, you get the idea. I'll spare you anymore, now that we've got our collective Blah's in alphabetical order, why don't we get this thing going. Because in the end between this fucked up sandwich of words, in which you brought the empty calories, we sure as hell came to fight, and we sure as hell came to fight our way.
Drewz, give these boys, these visionaries the poison they more than deserve.
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Post by Jennifer Drew on May 25, 2007 18:55:51 GMT -4
Whoa, sorry.
As she started she was leaning over the top rope facing the entryway but when Blizzard says her name she jerks her head up and turns around to see the two members of Royal Flush. She starts in with a sarcastic tone.
Oh, hey, someone decided to accept our challenge.
Nah, I don’t have any poison ready to go, in fact I just want to say thanks. Thanks that you two big important Familia guys have the time to challenge us. I mean we’re just the World Tag Team Champions, who cares about that right? Bunch of losers that’s who.
She scoffs and looks around at everyone in the ring. She lowers her mic but everyone can see her say "Am I right?"
I’m just glad real superstars like you decided, even as an afterthought as we waited, to come out here and demand your shot at these titles. It’s awesome. I love it, I really do. Because as everyone knows being a champion is all about getting other people double booked. And did you hear that Blizz, he said some really sweet stuff about us, I knew he still had a thing for me.
Jen gives him a little wink then continues.
And he’s even going to let us pick what kind of match we want. I tell you I feel like we’ve got to do something cool. Something completely over the top. Something that people will look at fifty years from now when they’re even more desensitized than they are now and say “That’s just uncalled for.” Now you see we’ve got the Blood Bath pay per view, where every match is a First Blood match. Now that’s definitely going to do get the angels some nice buyrates, but let’s go one step beyond the realm of good taste and make this a TLC First Blood Tag Team Title Extravaganza Style Match at APW Presents: Blood Bath. Think you can handle that?
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Dice Dillinger
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Post by Dice Dillinger on May 25, 2007 19:19:34 GMT -4
+Huh? What" Shit....Dice almost fell asleep after that loooooooonnngggg drawn out crap. He glances over towards his partner seeing him on the verge of passing out himself. Hell they would have stayed backstage and NEVER challenged if it meant listening to the bitches from "The View" mouth off about how they weren't worthy and just after thoughts and...You get the picture. Anyway, Dice grabs the microphone from his partner shaking his head in disbelief as he holds one of his hands up as if to halt the two "champions"...+[glow=red,2,300]Whoa there whoa!...You win! No more verbal torture girls. You got it. Whatever match you want, you got it. Just...Stop...Talking Please! We can most definitely handle that. And for the record girls? Next time? Just say yes or no okay? All of this rambling on and on and on and on is just senseless I mean...Can't we all just get along?...[/glow] +He pauses staring at the two women in the ring, neither of them amused by his last comment...+[glow=red,2,300]I guess not...Umm, well hey it's set then. Good lookin' out Jenny. You know me and K both got a thing for ya' girl ! Ha Ha But you should your partner to work on those people skills for future purposes. If not I can surely toss a live grenade up under that mask for her ass. Until the show ladies? HOLLA!!!![/glow] +And perfectly on cue, Dice tosses the microphone in the air, as Royal Flush's music hits the arena once more, both men backpedaling towards the curtain all the while keeping an eye on the TEMPORARY tag team champions. They got their shot finally and now let's SEE if they ARE truly an afterthought...Familia...Bitch... +
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