CWF 2011: Trashtalking - Elimination Chamber #1 (Merging Issue)

[Andrew]

Live From, Stockhold Ericcson Globe, Stockholm, Sweden

OFFICIAL SONG:
Undead - Hollywood Undead

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MATCHES:
CWF Heavyweight Championship Match
Finlay© vs. Edge vs. Batista vs. Matt Hardy vs. Chris Jericho vs. Sheamus

CWF Hardcore Championship
HHH© vs. John Cena

CWF Championship
Chamber of Horrors Match
Kevin Thorn(c) Vs Christian

CWF Intercontinental Championship
Brock Lesnar(c) Vs Kane Vs Alex Riley

CWF Tag Team Championships
R.E.M.E.D.Y (c) Vs The New Age Outlaws

#1 Contenders to the Tag Team Championship
Rockarella, Robbie E & Zack Ryder, Mattitude, Beer Money, Coven, Mr T & Piper

Single Matches
CM Punk vs. William Regal
Alberto Del Rio vs. Rey Mysterio




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[BronzyCoder]

CWF Elimination Chamber: World Heavyweight Championship Elimination Chamber

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Suddenly, as the theme of Chris Jericho storms the arena, the fans boo in turn. Jericho walks down with perhaps the most focused look on his face that he's ever had, as some fans break out a "You suck" chant which is surprisingly challenged by some fans starting a "Y2J" chant, although Jericho really doesn't care either way. He marches his way down the ramp in one of his trademark suits, and as he reaches the bottom of the ramp, he stares up at the chamber hanging ominously above the ring, and it looks like you can see him gulp.

Jericho finally gets onto the steps, wary of everything around him, as he steps inbetween the ropes and gets into the ring. He yells at the ring technician to bring him a microphone, and he obliges, before Jericho walks into the center of the ring, the spotlight on him now, and he begins to speak.

Jericho:Well now...isn't this interesting? Now, I am the man standing anticipating when he will get his chance to become champion. I stand in the middle of this ring, and I proclaim that I WILL walk out of Elimination Chamber, Stockholm, and this godforsaken country THE World Heavyweight Champion, and there's nothing any of you hypocrites can do about it, and that's the best part! But you know what's also very, very interesting? Now, NOW that I've proven myself, you HAVE to listen. You can't try and boo me out of the building now, I'm going to be the world champion, you're forced to take a seat and absorb my message. This is incredibly gratifying, let me tell you. I could stand here and talk about anyone. Edge, Finlay, Batista, Stone Cold Steve Austin, this strange mystery guest, and of course, myself. I could talk about men that aren't even going to appear at the pay per view, John Cena, Kurt Angle, CM Punk, Triple H, The Miz, Gangrel...the list goes and on of men who just are nowhere near my level. If you people are really desperate for one of my frankly, enlightening speeches, then so be it, it'll be good for you. Although I doubt most of you understand the King's English. Me...Jericho. Me...from....CAN-A-DA.

The crowd in Stockholm are not pleased at Jericho insulting their intelligence and language, and proceed to boo uproariously. Jericho claps slowly before waiting for them to die down.

Jericho:Congratulations, all, that was a single syllable. Maybe one day, in the distant future, you'll work up to about 3. But you hypocrites being unable to speak a decent language aside, I have a lot of things that I need to get off my chest right now, so let's begin, shall we? Edge. The Rated-R Superstar, the main feature of the Decade of Decadence, the man who I've beaten on more than one occasion for world championships. As far as I'm aware, Lita has come back, so Miss Lita, I have to congratulate you on managing to sleep your way to another managerial position. No, I'm being honest, I must be congratulatory. If you come out here, I'd shake your hand, but uh..I like to remain a CLEAN, decent and honourable gentleman. That aside, Edge. I'm not going to take anything away from you, you're an 11-time World Champion, that's an impressive feat, but there's one man that outshines your achievements, and I think you can guess who that might be. Why, it happens to be the man who is The Best in the World at what he does, but I'll be getting to that incredible figure of a man later.

Jericho clears his throat, and the crowd starts to boo, he mouths "I'm not done yet." He waits for them to die down again, nods and mouths "That's what I thought." before continuing.

Jericho:Allow me to move onto the next competitor in this chamber, none other than the fraudulent SOB himself, Stone Cold Steve Austin. I feel like I've been here already, don't you, Austin? I could've sworn I...oh, that's right. I beat you just at our last pay per view, Invasion, didn't I? What a "shocker" that was. Austin, my humiliation of you was the best thing that could've happned to you, and me executing your Stunner far better than you could is the best thing that could ever happen to it. Let me make one thing clear when I say this Austin, I don't hate you. Because you're no different, you're false, just a cardboard cutout about to be knocked over by the wind, like everyone else in this company. When I beat you at Invasion, your stock rose tremendously, because you just had a match with the man who is the Best in the World at what he does. And how about that, Ausin? Thanks to my evervescent radiance, lasting influence, and frankly incredible looks, you'll be getting yourself a title shot at the Elimination Chamber too, even though it'll be in complete vain since, well...So am I.

Jericho smiles in a way that makes you want to punch him in the mouth, although most people just want to do that anyway. Jericho stands there smiling as the crowd now fill the arena with their disapproval. Jericho doesn't even seem to care either way.

Jericho:I suggest you hypocrites hold your tongues and enjoy the show, because I have a lot to get through before I'm going to stop. Next on my list would be The Animal, David Batista. Batista, we've had our encounters in he past, and if you've noticed whenever there hasn't been a certain crooked referee known as Steve Austin officiating, I have come out on top, and usually with the world championship. Batista, you have nothing you can threaten me with, for all your strength, behind it you're just a snarling kitten with uncontrollable offspring. But, let's move on from that disgusting imagery of your children, and focus on the present. Batista, we step into the Elimination Chamber, with 3 other men, and the other man being kept a secret by our facade of a General Manager. However, no matter who he is, I'll beat him too. Batista, what interests me is you coming off your victory over Kane. Impressive, you picked up and slammed a man that weighs over 300 pounds, but so has Cena. And you know what? John Cena, the man that's beaten you in the past and done just as much as you, COULDN'T beat me. He had to FU me onto steel steps, which I could have easily kicked out of, and get a countout victory. Brock Lesnar tried the same thing, I've noticed a recurring pattern of large men trying to win that way, but Batista, in the Elimination Chamber, there are NO countouts, there are NO disqualifications, and there will be NO mercy shown by me, there will be no hesitation, and there will be no relent.

Jericho:And finally, our finale. Finlay. The CWF World Heavyweight Champion. I'll admit, you've earned that championship and you, for now, deserve to call yourself the champion. However, the Elimination Chamber is where that hits a dead stop, as will you. Your head will collide with the chain, your back will fall to the canvas, and shoulders will be counted. Although you are indeed the Heavyweight Champion, I don't think you've realized what I am. I'm Chris Jericho, the only TRUE champion of this business, I'm the greatest thing to ever happen to this company, this business, to every talk show I appear on or host, I am the greatest thing to happen to national television, I am by far the most influential and intelligent figure in the history of mankind, and I will prove it! Your son can't get into the chamber to save you, your shilleleagh won't be able to save you, NOBODY, Finlay....can save you. Now, your time is done, and mine has begun. A new era is beginning in CWF, and that is the era of Jericho. I don't care who this pathetic "Mystery" competitor is either. For all I know it could be something ridiculous like Eugene, or Zack Ryder has just placed himself in the match, and with how management is nowadays, that wouldn't surprise me. The thing is, if this surprise entrant in the Elimination Chamber match was actually a man, or a woman, for all I know, that could present a threat, then he, or she, would have already been presented in order that the other entrants, but mainly ME, would be able to train in turn to prepare for them. However, that is not the case, and I can safely assume that the reason they are not yet showing their face is because I don't NEED to train for them. They are clearly someone who doesn't deserve this shot that they're getting, and in a clever move, don't want to show their face until the chamber, clearly afraid of what I might do. And why shouldn't they be? After all, I'm the Bes-

Jericho is suddenly interrupted as the tron comes to life.​

 

[Lewb]

Chris Jericho is interrupted when the tron comes to life, with the theme of the man that represented Monday Night War to the companys first ever cross brand victory against The Big Red Monster last night....

I WALK ALONE!

Batista walks out onto the ramp, and slowly takes a breath before spinning with his arms held out, and punches the air before walking forward, and with a smirk, stopping, slaps he ground and performs his turret taunt as fireworks go off behind him. One more punch in the air and The Animal makes his way towards the ring.

Batista walks up the ring steps and climbs into the ring, to get a microphone. When he gets it he stands in the middle of the ring, and patiently waits for his spotlight to shine on him, and just him, before he begins to speak and stares down Jericho, befor he starts to speak.

The Animal, Batista: Before I get to you.... and the crap that you have been spewing out of your throat for the last what seems like an hour, let me just address a few things. First, and foremost, what happened to Kane last night, is EXACTLY what happens to anyone that tries to take on The Animal, without backup. One thing I will say for the burnt freak is that he tried to take me down using his own skills, and his own skills only, and for that, i commend your guts, but not your brains. As it was so apparent last night, you needed extra behind you to get the job done, and that's what this is... a job. You get it done, how you need to get it done. Edge, as much as payback is coming to him in an absolute multitude, hammered that point home when his whore got involved back at Starrcade... but still, when your going to squander World Title matches like he did last night, and he finds himself in the same position as myself one month on, I think we can see who gets the last laugh there. So Kane, that's a bit of advice for you, ready for when you take on some Honor midcarder in future.... get someone else to do your work for you because obviously you can't get it done yourself!

Batista stops looking around at the audience and fixes his eyes back on the cocky arrogant Jericho. He points in his direction as he addresses the former Intercontinental Champion.

The Animal, Batista: Chris, the serious point right now is not does anyone believe you can enter one of those chambers, and bide your time and become champion.... the more serious question right now is how in the hell are you in contention for this shot in the first place. Invasion.... yes, you beat The Texas Rattlesnake... you got one over on old Stone Cold. Let me tell you something Chris, in case you were too busy being stretched to within an inch of your life by Edge on War last week, I was weakening Stone Cold down not for you, but for me, and for my infuriation that what I received last night, hadn't been given to me at the point and that is a shot at the World Heavyweight Championship. now Chris, that begs the next question, of what are you going to do for me?

Don't know? No idea, your looking blank Chris. The only reason you are in this damn match is because of me. Come on Chris, you owe me one.... you're supposed to be my friend. Favors pay for favors worth Jericho, so if your still firing as many blanks as your band has been for the last decade, I'll give you a few ideas. Number one... don't turn up. Simple as that, and on the plus side for you, you won't be putting your career on the line. Number two... you turn up, you enter the chamber and you conside, with The Animal. You be the bigger man, know when your beat and make sure justice is done and that I leave Elimination Chamber as the champion. You've heard of Stockholm Syndrome... you'll suffer from it if you pick option three... and I don't need to spell that out to you do I? You want to bring up Cena.... you really want to bring up John Cena? The Vanilla Ice wanna be that lost to Sheamus and that I put on the shelf for weeks within thirty seconds?! Don't insult these peoples intelligence in knowing that although Cena has beaten me in the past, that is exactly what it is, the past. You want to talk about my offspring? If your Fozzy, I'm Iron Maiden, and I am begging you, to Bring Your Daughter, To The Slaughter. Sit her right there and see how much she enjoys daddy being beaten to a pulp. See if she kisses her father, whilst he's wearing a crimson mask. No hesitation? Relentlessness? That's standard Jericho, don't threaten me with procedure of a well trained wrestler.... oh wait.......

Batista smirks at Jericho, and turns around, confident he isn't going to do anything. He then starts to list other people that will be involved in the match up for the gold.

The Animal, Batista: In all honesty though, this pompous asshole is the only person apart from myself that's even close to deserving a shot at Finlay. Edge, after the victory you stole from me at Starrcade, you had your golden opportunity, and I can't see how you managed to do it at all.... but you blew it. You went to Invasion, and you had five matches to put Finlay away, an old old man.... and you couldn't get the job done. As I told Kane, it's about getting the job done, and not even you and Lita could get it done last night... I think you need to spend a bit more money and pick another hooker up... I heard Joanie Laurers going quite cheap these days. What I can't believe is you got past the hard part....you got past me and we all know how, but you couldn't fit the last piece in the jigsaw puzzle. That's what I would call a bottler. If I had to put an analogy to it..... you didn't have the.... Edge.

Now.... Stone Cold. Stone Cold? Really...... loss on War..... loss on Invasion.... title shot? I know your called the toughest S.O.B but I never knew the abbreviation stood for sucker of balls. Really, how difficult it has been for me to get a title shot and you just get handed one to what, fill up numbers? If this was a situation that I was not in a match I know I'm going to win then I would be seriously pissed off, but as it is, it's fine. If you can't beat me on my own, and you can't beat Jericho on his own, how in the hell do you think a different letters gonna creep on up by your name in the record books when you got both of us and others? Your not being realistic kid.

Now champ, I'll come to you in a bit, because getting management to put me in the ring with you has been like the holy grail, we'll keep that for the end. I just want to quickly touch on this mystery man. I don't care who ends up being the mystery man, you can be as small as my old buddy Rey Mysterio, or as big as Andre The Giant. Whether it's someone with the charisma of Hulk Hogan or The Rock, or whether your a cult.... I think that words spelled wrong somewhere.... of personality, CM Punk. Something you all haven't got is a strength of winning mentality that I have. In the Elimination Chamber, the unlucky handful that have been chosen to be in there with me, will find that out first hand.

Batista takes a breath, and paces the middle of the ring slightly before he moves on to his final topic of chat; the Champion.

The Animal, Batista: Finlay, Finlay Finlay. It's been.... well, never since me and you have made a CWF introduction, so I think it would be quite rude not to do one now. My name is David Batista, and I will be the one, giving your shoulder a lot of rest, as I'll be taking that belt from off it. And I know what your going to come down here and try and make me believe, that, so many people have said this to you in the past, and you have proved them wrong. Big whoop Finlay, you may have done that to a hundred people in the past, but I can guarantee a hundred of them aren't Dave Batista. You haven't face the animal, you haven't felt the bite of the man that will be the next CWF Champion. Cm Punk and Edge don't bother me, so you beating them doesn't bother me either. What bothers me is that it has taken all this time to be given what I should have had on day one. And thats you in the same match with me.... with the title on the line. An old man once said.... so old in fact, you probably know him, but he said.... Times they are.... a changing. They are indeed, and so is the nameplate on that trophy of yours, so kiss it goodbye while you still can.

The way life is going these days you can never be too careful. So let me spare management some work and lay this out for all of you. Hazard..... when an item or person has potential of causing harm. Risk.... when other factors can cause a hazard to reach it's potential. I am a hazard.... Elimination Chamber... is a risk. Who is stupid enough to take a risk......

Step forward.

Batista looks at Jericho, and then looks up at the ramp, as someone else theme music hits...​

 

[Andrew]

OOC: Seeing two TT's are already under-way.

I am going to impose a rule for this thread.

You cannot post until two others have posted. This is the 'OJR' rule and it's the rule that will be taking in effect here.
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[Chris Dresdon]

CWF 2011: Trashtalking - Elimination Chamber #2

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"Coma White" by Marilyn Manson comes blasting over the PA system, pulsating through the arena as the fans aren't sure how to react or what to think. As they all rise to their feet, inspired to do so by their peaked curiosity, the members of R.E.M.E.D.Y. make their way onto the stage. If one were viewing this on a television screen, R-Truth would be on their right and Eddie Guerrero would be on their left, with Jesse Ventura walking behind both of them. They reach the end of the ramp and walk up the steel steps, entering the ring through the ropes. Jesse Ventura hands a microphone to each of his clients as the music fades out to silence.

Eddie Guerrero: I can't imagine what it feels like to be our peers and detractors right now. The bitter taste you must have in your mouths knowing that you can't do anything to keep us from doing exactly what we say we're going to do. Two nights ago, we won the CWF Tag Team Championships, and we did it in a way only R.E.M.E.D.Y. can, ese'. When they were the most vulnerable, we swooped in and picked apart the scraps, and left the members of Mattitude a bloody heap of mediocrity. And now the Emperors of Royalty have left the company holmes, and The Coven have decided to cower behind the new champion and be his cheerleaders instead of fight for what they never had the chance to get their hands on us for. As for the others, well, next Thursday they do battle to find out which of them will be the number one contenders. So much like Beer Money, it's not long after winning the championships that we discover who we will be making our first defense against.

It's time to bring some prestige to these championships, ese'. Beer Money didn't make it to their title defense, they surrendered the titles and left the company. Great Hassan made it to their title defense but it was clear they were leaving the company after that night. Well now CWF has some real champions, holmes. Champions that aren't going to leave the company, champions that are going to be at every title defense and do it successfully. Do you know why? Because none of these pendejos have what it takes to capture them from us. Not the Emperors of Royalty, who left the company after Invasion by the way. Not The Coven, who are too busy hiding behind Kevin Thorn and cheering him on. And certainly not the New Age Outlaws or Mattitude. But the fact of the matter is out of the latter two teams, one of them will make their way to the Elimination Chamber pay-per-view to give it a shot.

R-Truth steps forward to make his voice heard as the crowd boos intensely.

R-Truth: Why ya'll booin'? I know why, cuz ya'll part of that group a' detractors that Eddie was talkin' bout. Well you know what? I don't give a damn, because haters gon' hate. But you know what else? Winners gon' win. Matt Hardy, it was one week ago that you ran your mouth about me, Eddie, and Jesse sayin' we're part of the problem 'round here. Well once again, you was wrong, we're exactly what we say we are, and that's the solution. We're the cure for all the disease in CWF. We rid this company of your spaced out brother Jeff, we rid this company of Beer Money, we rid this company of the Emperors of Royalty, and it's only a matter of time before we get rid of somebody else. Is it gonna be you and Shannon that comes to Elimination Chamber so we can finish the job, or are we gonna get our hands on some new blood and deal with the Outlaws? Lemme tell ya'll somethin', New Age Outlaws, ya'll don't know nothin' bout bein' outlaws anymore. We, R.E.M.E.D.Y., we are a livin' ezample of how you fight the system and rebel.

I know ya'll think that cuz we used ta' be cool that I'm gonna cut ya'll some slack if you win the contendership and come after these belts. Well the only cuttin' that's gonna be done is me and Eddie cuttin' ya'll down in cold blood in the middle of this ring. We are a cohesive and dominant force, not just in this ring, not just on this microphone, but outside of it. Our message is startin' ta' reach the others in the locker room, other guys are startin' to decide they've had enough and that they aren't gonna take it anymore. We are the medicine that talent relations has administered to this company. I'm the pill that makes you dumb, cuz I'm finna' smack ya until you don't have a functionin' brain cell left. Eddie's the pill that makes you numb, cuz he's gonna keep comin' at ya til you can't move or breathe no mo'. And of course, these things are interchangeable, which is why we're a tandem you don't wanna mess with. Whichever one a' ya'll gets the misfortune of facin' us at the pay-per-view, you gonna get GOT!

The crowd continues to boo as Jesse Ventura steps forward to speak his peace.

Jesse Ventura: Are you beginning to understand just how mismatched you all are? What we tell you every time we lift a microphone isn't just to hear ourselves talk, it's not bravado we're flexing or ego we're inflating, it's the truth. What we're saying about these superstars is cold hard fact. William Regal and Wade Barrett were two men that could only talk a big game from afar. Once they got an up close look of what we could do, they decided they didn't want any part of it, and that's why they were gone from the match by the time we entered the arena and that's why they aren't on the active roster anymore. Jeff Hardy decided to play it quiet, thinking that maybe silence would be a greater mind game than the psychological warfare we implement. He was incorrect and is also in the unemployment line. James Storm and Robert Roode? Well, you saw what happened to them, they got beaten down and never got back up. Even Cody Rhodes has left the company to eliminate the possibility of crossing paths with us, and the same goes for Drew McIntyre.

These are men's careers we're talking about people. I reiterate these points and recap these events because you don't yet seem to understand what kind of devil you're dancing with. Matt Hardy, Shannon Moore, we made you taste your own blood on Sunday. If you pursue the second chance dangling in front of you, you will taste it again, and the next blood you see could very well be hanging above your head in a hospital room while you occupy a room and a bedpan. Billy Gunn and Jesse James, you came close to winning the tag team championships at Retribution, but you failed. At Invasion, you failed again, more miserably than before. Now the third time's the charm it would appear, but you would be erroneous to perceive things that way. If you make it past Mattitude next Thursday night, you will be ridden of where you stand when you arrive at the pay-per-view, and not only will the Road Dogg become neutered Road Kill, the "One" Billy Gunn will watch his fifteen seconds of fame tick to zero. The wait begins.

Jesse lowers his microphone and all three men exit the ring as "Coma White" begins to play again. October 6th their opponents will be revealed, and on that day, will make their voices heard by R.E.M.E.D.Y.​

 

[Andrew]

First match banner is up!

 

[The Hoov]

Sweet! I am loving the banner! This PPV is where the Mattitude Era begins!

 

[ants]

MY NAME IS FINLAY…AND I LOVE TO FIGHT!!!!

Finlay’s music hits and he walks down the ramp, shilleleagh in hand and CWF Championship around his waist, with Hornswoggle by his side to a boos from the crowd. He slowly makes his way into the ring, before moving over to the turnbuckle and climbs it just staring at the crowd and then raises his newly won CWF Heavyweight Championship and lets out a sly grin..

They hop down, Finlay stops and looks around at the big crowd, and continues to take it all in before walking over and grabbing the mic. He has a quick glance at Chris Jericho and Batista before making his address.

FINLAY: Well look here, already the scavengers have made there way into the ring. What’s the go smell a bit of blood and straight away the two of your are out here making outlandish claims that come Elimination Chamber you are going to be the next CWF Heavyweight Champion. Big woop, people have been saying they are going to take the belt for the last 6 months and the only person who was true to their word and successful in achieving that was me against The Rock three months ago. So you can keep on and on about how it’s your destinies or a foregone conclusion or whatever you want, and I’m sure the other idiots in the match will be out here soon enough doing exactly the same thing, the fact remains, I am the champion, and I will not lie down for anyone to take this belt away from me.

Crowd boos and Finlay ignores it and turns his attention away from the two men in the ring and towards the crowd itself.

Now, I know I sound all confident and everything, hell I have every right to be confident judging on recent form in big pay per view matches. But the fact remains that this is all pretty much beyond a joke. I walked into Invasion into a one-on-one match with Edge and all of a sudden management decide to turn it into a five fall “Zack-a-thon,” where the winner has to score three pin falls in different type matches. It is hard enough walking into a championship match against a tough opponent without having these sorts of stipulations thrown at you at the very last minute. I get through the match winning three pinfalls to two, no thanks to any of the brain dead losers who decided to interfere in the match and try and cost me the belt. Attention-seekers is all I consider you to be, and yet management decide to reward you for potentially costing me the title and interfering in what could have been a match for the ages. Not only that, but the match is to be held inside of an Elimination Chamber? An Elimination Chamber where the champion has no advantage whatsoever, not that I would ever cheat my way to victory, and a 1 in 6 chance of retaining the title. It is clear to me that the brains trust of the CWF have decided that it is out with the old and in with the new, and are doing everything in their power, bar stripping me of the belt, to make me lose. Thus far, it hasn’t worked, and I can only pray to the lord above, and believe in myself to not lie down and let that happen.

Finlay sucks chants are started and he waits for it to die down before looking at Batista.

Now that I have pointed out the insanity and clear corruption that is going on here in the CWF, I suppose I should talk directly to my opponents, those present, and those that will no doubt be out here at any given time. Big Dave Batista, luckily our given names are probably the only thing we have in common. You are simply nothing more than a “roided-up” poor excuse for a human who found the need to ride the coat-tails of others to get yourself to the top. A man of your size and potential ability should never have needed to follow anyone else to get what you wanted. Sure, since that moment you have paved your own way and become one of the most destructive competitors of this time. You have won plenty of world titles and taken many others out of action over time. But the fact remains that since you have been here in the CWF, all that emotion, all that pure strength has amounted to nothing. You had a chance to get a shot at me not that long ago and you blew it, you couldn’t take down Edge, a man I have destroyed twice. You then decided to take on a man who I again have destroyed twice, in Kane, a man who decided to leave War for a second rate show because he knew he could never beat me and become the lead man even if he did cash in his briefcase at an opportune moment. You beat him, congratulations, but instead of working your way back into title contention, you decided to interfere in my match? You’re a big hero Dave, and nothing more, and it will be a pleasure to eliminate you from the Elimination Chamber and prove what a fragile animal you have become.

Crowd boos, as Finlay pauses and turns his attention to Chris Jericho.

As far as you go Chris, on paper you are probably the one that most deserves to be in this match. You beat a genuine competitor at the pay per view which thus throws you right into contention, but you are not yet the true champion of this business that you proclaim to be. The only true champion of this business is me, and this belt signifies that. Your history of pinning two greats in one night in 2001 will forever be remembered, hell, how could it be forgotten, every time you get in the ring you bring it up. Live in the moment Chris Jericho, it is ten years later, and this time you have to beat five guys in one night, not simply two. But you spruiking about the past is not the thing that gets me riled up about you. The main beef with you I have at the moment Chris is that it might be down in the record book that you beat me on War last night, but you and I both no better. The only reason you picked up that victory was on a technicality which was announced after I had already pinned you. When it comes to the Elimination Chamber match there will be no technicalities, there will be no second chances for you. Once you are pinned you are out, and you can whinge about it all you want, or use all the big words you find in your vocabulary, the fact remains that you will never hold the CWF Heavyweight Championship aloft whilst I am here, and I can guarantee that.

Finlay diverts his attention away from Jericho and looks around to the boos of the crowd before his eyes linger on the titan tron.

Which brings me to the man I pinned three times at Invasion, the Rated PG Superstar, Edge. Edge, I came out here a couple of weeks ago and proclaimed déjà vu because you were rambling on about how you were going to beat me. You failed once that first time, and failed three times at Invasion. How you were even entered in this match has me utterly astounded, you must have been making up the numbers. How many chances can one man get before they back off and realise that it is simply not going to happen. Maybe after this Elimination Chamber match you should try something that is in reach, maybe head over to Honor and have a crack at being their number one guy. I know it’s not the same, but at least it might make you feel a little bit better about yourself. Think long and hard about that one Edge, why put your body at risk in a match you are not going to win, when you can swap brands and instantly be the king and possibly the new number one guy. If not, know that you will not walk out of this Chamber with the belt, you may not even have the energy to walk out of it at all!

The crowd chant for Edge but he is nowhere to be seen, so Finlay continues.

Three down and two to go, and I come to Matt Hardy. Really? Matt Hardy? So you take out the Texas Rattlesnake, Stone Cold Steve Austin, the only man in this match that has legitimately defeated me here in the CWF, and for some reason that gives you the right to be in this match? Should I be afraid of you Matt, no, what would be the point of that! You are nothing more than a second rate superstar and you always have been. You've lived in the shadow of your brother for so long, and even now when you've got a chance to make a name for yourself on your own, you need him close by your side. You see where I come from, people earn things, and hell, taking someone out certainly isn't earning anything. Bret Hart showed he is nothing more than a weak man by letting you into this match, a real man would have suspended you at the very least, not rewarded you. Feel free to enter the Elimination Chamber Matt because once you're inside, neither your brother, or your little tattooed mate can help you. You'll wish that you'd never taken out Austin, and you'll probably wish you'd stayed hidden in your brothers shadows. You have been warned!

The crowd boos and Finlay waits for them to die down before diverting his attention back to the titan tron.

Finally, I come to the mystery opponent, who as of last night, has been announced as the former Hardcore Champion Sheamus. I mean, really, out of all the names in the history of this industry, and those currently on the roster, the mystery man is Sheamus? In Sheamus’s past few weeks he has lost his Hardcore Championship and lost to me in a no holds barred Belfast Brawl. How in the world does that merit inclusion in what shapes up to be the biggest match of the year? Sheamus I told you a couple of weeks ago that unless you followed in my footsteps you would get nowhere here, and so far I have been proven correct. You couldn’t beat me in the same sort of environment that were going to have in an Elimination Chamber, and then you lost your belt which I predicted would happen because you are the least consistent competitor on this entire roster. The fact that you are in this match is beyond a joke, and I am not even going to waste my team addressing you any longer. It is pathetic.

Crowd boos, and Finlay turns to address them

I think I may have to take back what I said a bit earlier about being worried about this type of match and having only a 1 in 6 shot of winning. I beat Edge, I beat Jericho, I beat Sheamus, Batista is a roided up no-hoper who couldn’t beat Edge, and Stone Cold Steve Austin should simply retire. I have no doubt in my mind that when I walk out of the Elimination Chamber, it will be with the CWF Heavyweight Championship over my shoulder and….

Finlay is interrupted by the sound of…


OOC: I know I don't make the rules or anything, but given there is so much time still to go before the pay per view, it would be pretty good if everyone waited until everyone else has gotten one post up before getting there second in. Just my opinion.​

 

[Lewb]

OOC: OJR rule has been applied, but a match in ucw worked very well with a caveat of everyone posting first before a second go, I don't mind implimenting that in if staff are okay with it. Very good post btw ants

 

[Lub]

Read The Words That Are Written In My Face ...
Why Believe Them? I Believe Them!

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Theme of Celtic Warrior and also called Irish Curse Sheamus, but also Hardcore Champion hits the PA System of the arena. Sheamus comes out of backstage area and goes straight to the ring. On the ramp, while he's walking, he's hitting his chest as a sign of his great power. He stops in front of the ring and look at both sides of the arena. The crowd cheers loudly, but Sheamus gives attendance just a sarcastic smile and continues his way to the ring over the steel steps to the apron, where he stands for a while and looks at the crowd again. Then over the second rope he enters the ring and starts to hit his chest again. The crowd cheers even more loud and Sheamus asks for microphone, so he can start to speak ....

Hold it right the'e guys. Oi think, that ye all fo'got that Oi am a pa't of this match, which makes yer chances fer winning that titel a lot smalle'. Maybe fer some of ye it is a little suprising, that Oi am a pa't of World Heavyweight Championship match, but ta be honest, Oi deserve a shot at that titel. Oi am forme' Ha'dco' champion and all ye guys have ta admit, that it was an impressive reign. And Oi am plannin' on have an interesting reign with that belt on Finlay's waist. Tha matte' of fact is, that Oi will be soon crowned a new champion and ye all will bow down ta the king. All of ye he'e think, that ye dese've a chance o' that ye have a chance to become a champion. Oi don't know why, because when Oi am looking in tha eyes of ya guys he'e in this very ring, Oi see a fea'. Ya a' scared like a little kids, yer afraid of Tha Celtic Warrio' and Oi don't blame ye. 'Cause almost everyone, who faced me got beaten down. And ye won't be exception, becaue Oi am gonna kick yer arses. Tha Great White Sheamus is he'e, get down on yer knees and pray to God. He may hea' ye, but it won't change tha fact, that yer gonna get hu't. Yer gonna be screamin' in pain, but nobody is gonna help ye and not even God himself. Look at ye guys, do ye really think, that ya stand a chance against Tha Irish Curse? Ye think yer strong and brave, but yer eyes tell a different story. Ye don't have tha guts ta defeat this Irish fella standin' he'e with ya …

Sheamus makes a few steps in the ring and looks at everyone in the ring. Then continues …

Chris Jericho … we had a chance to meet each othe' befo', am Oi roight fella? We had a great match, but tha truth is, that Oi wasn't able ta pick up a victory, the'efo' ya we'e still Inte'continental Champion. But look at ye now, ya don't have yer championship, yer probably one of tha worst wrestle's in this company. Ta be honest, yer almost at tha deep bottom. Which means, Oi have absolutely no idea, what yer doin' in this match o' else, what ya want ta accomplish he'e. Yer standin' he'e with tha best material, this company has and ye think, that ye can beat us. Well actually, Oi can tell ya, that ye can't. Ye had yer time of glory, but those times a' away. Now yer nobody. These people hate ya, everyone he'e in tha ring hate ya and also everyone in tha backstage. Ya bette' stop livin' in a fairy tale, because if ye really think, that yer gonna become heavyweight champion, then yer wrong. And Oi am gonna prove ye wron', because Oi am gonna win that gold and Oi am gonna proudly wear it on me shoulde' and ye'll be just jealous, that Oi, Tha Great White Sheamus has tha most prestigious titel in CWF, and yer nothin', but a loose' …

Sheamus then looks at Batista and talks to him …

Tha Animal, Batista … fella, ye have a great powe' Oi believe, but that's not all, ye also have to have somet'in' in yer head. And Oi know what's in yers. The'e's a lot of wasted space and nothin' mo'. Well Oi am gonna tell ya, that Oi beaten ya too. Oi defeated ye and what it took me? Jus' one Brogue Kick, and ya we'e completely out. That's all what it takes, ta také out Tha Animal? Jus' one Brogue Kick? If it's like this fella, then ye don't have any business he'e. Yer runnin' yer mouth he'e and thinks, that yer tha best, but yer tha one, who is just full of crap and Oi am not talkin' about yer mouth. Oi am talkin' about yer pants, they a' full of crap, because ye know, that ye don't stand a chance and it sca'es ye. It doesn't matte', which numbe' ye a' gonna get, 'cause if Oi will have tha chance ta meat ya in that structure, yer gonna end up in hospital. And that is what Tha Celtic Warrio' is all 'bout, 'causing pain, breakin' bones and that's exactly, what Oi am gonna do ta every single one of ya, if ye'll be standing between me and that titel …

Sheamus makes a step backwards and has a smirk on his face, while the crowd cheers for him. Sheamus then looks at the current champion Finlay …

Frem No'the'n Ireland, tha current CWF Heavyweight Champion, Finlay, but soon ta be, tha one, who was defeated by Tha Irish Cu'se. Ye think, that ya have tha win in yer pocket don't ya Finlay? Ye think, that ye had beat me once, that fo' tha second time it's gonna be tha same easy job? Well fella, now Oi know exactly what is yer tactic in this very ring. And Oi was given advices 'bout tha mistakes Oi have made during ou' match. And Oi know, that yer not that surprised, that Oi am tha mystery opponent, yer afraid. Afraid, that ye won't be able ta pick up a victory in this match. Yer great fighter Finlay, that's what everybody knows, but yer not great enough ta beat me. Oi see it roight now, everyone is out, jus' ya and me in that steel structu', ye'll try ta hit yer move, but out of nowhe'e …. Brogue Kick! And yer lyin' down on tha mat and Oi am hookin' yer leg … 1 … 2 … 3 and we're gonna have new heavyweight champion. Tha one big joke is, that yer a champion and yer tellin' Stone Cold Steve Austin ta retire? Oi see ye retiring a lot earlie' than Tha Texas Rattlesnake. Enjoy yer last moments with that gold Finlay, because afte' Elimination Chambe', Oi will be tha one, who's gonna wear it on his shoulde' and the'e nothin' ya can do about it, jus' look at me and be jealous …

Sheamus hits his chest and attendance gives him a huge pop and Sheamus continues …

The Rated R SuperSta' Edge, if Oi remembe' well, then yer tha one, who Oi was helpin' in his match against Finlay, but even with me help, ye weren't able, to defeat 'im. Bro, Oi am not su'e, but Oi think, that the'e's not a place in this match fer a guy like ya. Well, Oi am really lookin' fo'ward to this match, 'cause Oi like fun. And Oi think, that it would be funny, if Oi rip yer head off and that's exactly, what Oi am gonna do ta ya. Me old granny can beat ye Edge even though, she can't almost walk by he' own feet. Ya had yer chance, ta win that titel and ye didn't grab it, so Oi don't unde'stand, why ya get anothe' chance at Elimination Chambe'. But it doesn't matte', Oi will deal with ya anyway, ye'll be just anothe' victim, that will fall ta tha King. Tha Great White King Sheamus, ya bette' remembe' that name, because that's tha name of yer new Heavyweight Champion. Like it o' not, Oi am tha futu' champion and the'e's nothin' ya can do 'bout it. Look at Finlay … see? Ya weren't able ta beat 'im and ye wanna beat me? Nice try fella, but ye as a contestant in this match? Nonsense …. Ye don't have tha balls ta even come down he'e and we all know that …

Sheamus makes a pause and people cheers him. When the crowd is silent, Sheamus continues …

Oi don't know much 'bout ye Ha'dy, ta be honest, Oi don't know nothin' 'bout ye. But as fa' as Oi am conce'ned, yer not a lon' time in this company, which means yer novice and Oi don't unde'stand, why ye get tha oppertunity, ta face sta's of this busines. But it is up ta ya, if ye want to ente' that structure with me and get yer ass kicked. Yer gonna end up lying down in yer own blood. Ya can take yer Mattitude era and stick it up yer arse. Ye have no business he'e, ye bette' don't come down he'e …

Sheamus turns towards the entrance ramp and waits for one of his opponents to come down to the ring ...
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[Andrew]

OOC: Seeing Hoov and BRMP are yet to post. If you guys are happy to wait for them to post before going another round that could work. It's just more the fact 4/6 have posted in the first week which is amazing.

 

[BronzyCoder]

OOC: Cool with waiting I guess. If I'm waiting a while though, things might change. I'm just saying.

 

[The Hoov]

As soon as everyone is quiet, the familiar theme of Matt Hardy Version 1 hits the PA.


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The crowd starts to boo as Matt makes his way toward the ring where all of his Elimination Chamber opponents are waiting, minus Edge. He walks down the ramp as the camera flashes yet another Matt Fact. Tonight's Matt Fact is “Matt has seen all of the Friday the 13th movies”.

He walks down the ramp all full of energy, much to the crowd's chagrin. He grabs a microphone from ringside and climbs into the ring with all of his opponents. The crowd is continuing to boo him out of the building as he starts in.

Matt Hardy: What I'm looking at here seems like one hell of a pissing contest. “Oh, I've done this! I've done that! I'm the Best in the World! Oi there fella!” Am I the only person who is concerned with the future and not living in the past? I mean, look at all of you. Let me just run down the list for a second. We have Chris Jericho, the biggest culprit of going Back to the Future. Jericho, how many times have you came out here and bragged about beating The Rock and Stone Cold Steve Austin in the same night? Well, Jericho, have you ever taken Stone Cold Steve Austin in your bare hands and beat him to a bloody pulp? And no I'm not talking about a shot from a microphone. I'm talking about making him suffer and taking him out indefinitely. It's questionable as to whether he'll ever be able to wrestle again and that's all because of me. And all of you act like I'm not anyone to be afraid of. We are going to be locked inside that satanic structure with nowhere to go and nowhere to hide. It's miles upon miles of steel chain, 4 Unbreakable and unforgivable plexiglass chambers, and one sadistic individual who will do anything to walk out of that chamber as the NEW CWF Heavyweight Champion.


Matt begins to walk around the ring looking at everyone's eyes.


Matt Hardy: As I walk around this ring, looking into all of your eyes, I can see it. I can feel it. I can sense it. Hell, you've all made it crystal clear earlier when you all had a chance to run your mouths. You all don't think I'm truly capable of carnage and mayhem. You all don't think I can get the job done. You all don't think I belong in the same ring with all of you. I cannot wait until Elimination Chamber because you all are going to find out just exactly who Matt Hardy Version 1 is. Matt Hardy Version 1 isn't just some guy with a YouTube channel. Matt Hardy Version 1 isn't some person who was in a tag team with his brother. If you didn't notice by watching WAR, I do not live in Jeff's shadow. Jeff follows ME. I am the one who pulled him out of cesspool of drugs and debauchery. He needs ME. That's why he will do anything that is asked of him by me because he is an MF'er. You all should wish to be so lucky as to convert your lives to Mattitude because Mattitude is the wave of the future. You see while all of you continue to live in the past, I continually look forward towards the future and every single possible scenario leads to the proverbial bright light at the end of the tunnel.


The crowd is hating Matt Hardy here tonight as he continues on his tirade. He then turns to Chris Jericho.


Matt Hardy: Chris, I know what you're all about. You walk down to this ring with your thesaurus and a list of accomplishments from the past and you somehow have it twisted into that makes you “The Best....In The....World.....At What.....You......Do” Well Chris, it doesn't. You know what makes you the best in the world? Beating 5 other people to an oblivion in a hellish match designed to punish, maim, and torture. Walking into that match with nothing and walking out with the richest prize in our organization. That makes you the best in the world and I plan on doing just that. I will not stop until I do, Chris and you can't stop me. It's fate.


Matt then turns to Batista.


Matt Hardy: And I can feel you breathing down my neck, caveman, so let me enlighten you for a minute. It doesn't matter what you say about me. It doesn't matter what you think about me. And it damn sure doesn't matter how much weight you can bench or how many barbell curls you can do in a row. It's all about what you can do in this ring and when we enter the Elimination Chamber you better be praying to God or whoever you worship, maybe the Ultimate Warrior, that you enter the Chamber last because you honestly don't have the stamina to compete with me in this match. I am engulfed in Mattitude and I am enhanced by my Mattributes so please, just what in the hell are you gonna do that is going to effect me? Not a damn thing, Dave, and you know that. Deep down in those sunken eyes and that empty head, you know that Matt Hardy is everything that you will never be: 100% capable.


Sheamus and Finlay are chuckling to themselves as Matt notices. Matt then turns his attention over to Sheamus.

Matt Hardy: Sheamus, is that a nervous laugh I hear? Sheamus, what would you have to laugh about? You even admitted yourself you don't know anything about me. How are you to think I'm not capable? What has given you the idea? Was it when I decimated Stone Cold Steve Austin on WAR this week? Was it when I was a beaten bloody mess and still kicked out of 2 frog splashes from Eddie Guerrero and a few shots to the head with a pair of brass knuckles from R-Truth at Invasion? Or how about when I defeated CM Punk in less than 5 minutes, proving him and his Straight Edge beliefs to be far inferior to Mattitude? Matt Hardy Version 1 has yet to be beaten here in CWF, that's a fact everyone has seemed to forget. No one has pinned me. No one has made me submit. No one has made me quit. Matt Hardy Version 1 will not die. It's as simple as that. No one can take that away from me. Every single person in this match has been beaten. Beaten senseless in this company. And yet here I am the undefeated one in the match and I'm looked at as the underdog.....


Matt then looks directly at Finlay in the eyes.

Matt Hardy: Why is that, Finlay? You know, I've never really had a problem with you until just now. I'm not weak. I'm not someone who lives in anyone's shadow. I cast a shadow over the entire CWF and you all live in it. No one casts one over me. Finlay, you've been living under a shadow your entire career. The shadow you've been living in is your own self-doubt. You've been getting lucky lately but we all know the truth. You've always going to be a mid-card flunky at best. Finlay, you've held that title because you've had mediocre opponent after mediocre opponent. Well, now you have someone fully capable of kicking your ass and taking your title. I'm not going to sugarcoat it. I'm not going to use imagery or cliches or even silly catchphrases. I am simply going to kick your ass and take your title because I am sick of seeing that belt around your waist. And when I do, whenever I prove the critics wrong and as soon as I prove to each and every one of you that Matt Hardy is the real deal, The Mattitude Era of the CWF will begin.


The fans boo at the thought of the Mattitude Era being ushered in. Matt looks out towards the audience.


Matt Hardy: Yeah that's right. And Edge, well the fact that you're not even out here just proves my point that I am a dangerous individual not to be taken lightly. Edge understands and soon you all will. The Mattitude Era is upon us and it begins at the Elimination Chamber when you all suffer an Unfortunate TWIST......OF......FATE!


Matt lowers his microphone and glares at his opponents.​

 

[Big Red Jericho Punk]

OOC: I will post Saturday, sorry for the hold up.

 

[Lewb]

October Sixth has come and passed. The edition of Honor has aired, and everybody knows who R.E.M.E.D.Y are going to face when they try and become the first team in CWF to successfully defend their Tag Team Championships. With their bold statement of making sure they add prestige to the titles, they may be confident, but they are putting extra pressure on themselves to perform, especially when their opponents are the ones who's music has just started playing in the arena. The guitar riff doesn't hit three notes before the fans go mental knowing they are about to see one of the most iconic teams in wrestling history.

Road Dogg: Oh You Didn't Know ?
You Better Call Somebody!
The D-O-Double G And K-Kwik Get Rowdy!

Road Dogg comes out on his own strangely, and with a different theme song, one of old. He comes out to the ring, dressed quite preppy and not in the usual NAO gear. He comes into the ring, and grabs a microphone. The rest of crowd are unsure of what Jesse James is doing.

Road Dogg: Hey, whattup. It's your boy D-o-double gee! and dudes and dudettes, are we ready to GET... ROWDYYYYY!

No response from the crowd, and Road Dogg looks a bit disappointed.

Road Dogg: Man, let me break it down to ya real good here. Seeing K-Kwik back in the CWF, and back with gold around his waist, man, it reminded me of the good old days you know, when it was me and Kwik, doin' the trick ya'hear?! I got to thinking about the times we had on the road and in the ring and it was just this huge blustery feeling of contemplation. So i donned the Tommy Hills, give me gnarly voice a rest and start to spit it wit' my boy. So what I'm saying to 'all is.... K-Kwik, why don't you ditch the old guy Jesse Droopy Body, tell illegal Eddie to take a hike the other way, and come back where your supposed to be player?!

The crowd boo, as Dogg awaits for R-truth to come out here. But he never arrives.... mainly because of this.....

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Mr. Ass Billy Gunn comes out to the standing ovation and applause of the fans. He stops at the top of the ramp and looks at Road Dogg confused as the rest of the audience. He slowly walks down the ramp having a mouth conversation with Jesse. He gets in the ring, and looks around at the audience first, before taking the mic off of Road Dogg.

Badd Ass Billy Gunn: Jesse?! What in the name of Dumbledore are you doing?! We have been through this time and time again over the last eight years, you have got to stay on your medication or your gonna go crazy again and think your Vanilla Ice, and we already have one of them on CWF, believe me, we do not need another one!

Road Dogg goes to get another microphone while not taking his eyes off of Billy. He has the mic, goes up close to Gunn keeping his stare.

Road Dogg: ........... You're not K-Kwik....?

Badd Ass Billy Gunn: You bet your green and black ass I'm not K-Kwik Jesse. I didn't want to have to do this, not in front of all these people in the Dogg House in Stockholm man.... but you are just not leaving me with no choice....

Billy Gunn goes to look away, but comes straight back and slaps Road Dogg in the face! The crowd gasp, and Road Dogg drops his mic. He starts to rage and he goes to take his temper out on the ropes, shaking them as hard as he can. He looks at Gunn who is saying sorry, and he marches over, and takes the mic off of Billy Gunn and looks at him angrily. He lifts the mic up to his lips..... and then smirks.

Road Dogg:Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages, D-Generation-X proudly presents to you the next CWF Tag Team Champions of the Wooooooorld. The Road Dogg Jesse James! the Bad Ass Billy Gunn, the New Age Outlaws!

Billy Gunn smiles from ear to ear as he picks up the other mic.

Badd Ass Billy Gunn: And if your not down with that, then we got two words for ya.......SUUUUUCK IIIIT!

Now Jesse, I'm glad you came round, because we need to be on top of our game to be able to get these championships round our waists. At Invasion, we didn't get the job done. Just like Starrcade. Just like Retribution..... Dogg.... just like Extreme Rules. Every time we have been put on a big stage here in CWF, we've looked strong all the way until that last moment.... and then.... we fall man. We fall hard, and from a high height. And Jesse, with our established careers, with everything we've done, to keep on going like this.... I don't know if I can do that for much longer.

So basically what I'm saying is, R.E.M.E.D.Y, you have got the greatest tag team in wrestling history in the ring, waiting to take your championships and this time I am not taking no for answer. Failure is not an option. Jesse Ventura, you can claim all you want that you got the best guys to put prestige on the titles, well you can't get more prestige than the ultimate Tag Team wanting the damn things so badly that they are risking their careers for them!

Road Dogg: You got that right! K-kwik, Eddie Guerrero, listen up. You got your tag team titles on the line at Elimination Chamber, well since we keep falling short, if we're gonna go out, we're gonna go out on a high! If we don't win the tag titles off you two, myself and Billy Gunn will quit the CWF. The last of the New Age Outlaws, the end of an era......... but don't you think for one minute your good enough to get rid of us! The only reason you won the tag titles is because we were already taken out of the equation, when you made it in the match, and all that was left to take care of was god awful singles competitors getting nowhere in the company so they've decided to find a friend. Now I would put yourselves in the category but giving the devil his due and all that, you are probably the best of a bad bad bunch. You think we sound confident? You bet your house we're damn confident, what have we got to be worried about, your no Guv'nor anymore Jesse, your just a washed up old sack of bones that hasn't been relevant for over fifteen years. Guerrero, your not even a contender for Guerrero of the year, never mind wrestler of the year. I seriously would be more worried if it was K-kwik and Vickie herself. And then we have my old put K-kwik. Is this getting on your nerves.... the fact I'm not calling you R-Truth, because that's not your name, yet your hung up about always being about the truth. You see, these people may not know the "real" you... but you know I do. I know how you think in the ring, how you try and gain advantages, I know everyting about you, and you know what that means right? I got you in my back pocket Kwik. I got you right where I want ya, and my good real friend Mr. Gunn here, will do the rest, as we all know he can!

This is it guys. Your reign as champions... or our reign as competitors.... which is stronger? We already know the answer. And if your not down with that, we got Two words for ya and they're not get ready....... Two Words For Ya.......

SUCK IT!

The New Age Outlaws pose in the ring for the fans, but get shortly interrupted by.....
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