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Out comes Christian wearing a leather jacket and a dark red t-shirt as 'Highway to the Danger Zone' by VS The Ocean begins playing. Christian smiles at the crowd as they erupt into boos as Christian goes to speak.
Christian;
This is a complete joke. It really is, after everything that happened at Invasion. I should be your CWF Champion but instead I'm not. Instead, I was completely screwed and this week I have to face the man who I was going to pin at Invasion. As I was preparing for my finisher off the top rope, I had that freak Kevin Thorn attack me from behind. I have been provoked and attacked from behind and the result of that has given me a loss to my name. Such opponents cannot even hit me in the face because they know what I'm capable of, I had that match won easily but Joey Styles continues to screw me out of my opportunities but this time, I get one more shot. I get one more shot to earn the right to the CWF Championship at Elimination Chamber. But here's the catch 22, Joey Styles has said on CWF.COM that we will find a new General Manager. I'm actually somewhat pleased with the decision given there because I don't like Joey Styles one bit, everything he has done towards me ever since I've been on Honor is a complete travesty. This whole place... CWF alone, is a joke. I deserve better respect from you inbred morons and every single week I unfortunately have to address to you until you idiots get the point that I am the true CWF Champion, not Kevin Thorn, not Brock Lesnar, not anybody but myself! I am the one who performed the best on the night, I am the one who was attacked from behind. I can promise you one thing however, this week on Thursday Night Honor Brock... I will beat you, you can be stopped and as much as you think you're unstoppable because you're bitch Paul Heyman's around to help you. Look at the facts Brock, I'm a man all by myself, I'm a man of my words and when I say I will beat you, I will do the job. The only time the job isn't done is when I've been provoked and attacked from behind, that's something that I don't like at all.
The crowd begins booing but Christian ignores them.
While you're still Intercontinental Champion, Joey Styles has lost all prestige to that. Instead he feels like there's no opponent that could take that very belt away from you so he decides to place you in a number one contenders shot. It's blasphemy, that's what! You Brock, you're not on our level and as much as Joey Styles is going to try place you in the main event every week, it's not going to get you anywhere. Instead you will continue to lose and fall to the best because you should be where you are, defending that belt. Because if I was you, I'd much rather lose the Intercontinental Championship before moving up the ranks because I'm a generous man. I'm not a greedy person like you who wants every single title, I'm a man who will perform at his very best every DAMN time. Every match I'm in Paul Heyman is a classic, there's a reason why I am known as the 'Instant Classic' around here, but while Brock Lesnar is known as the 'Next Big Thing', I truly believe an appropriate name for that is 'Next Big Crybaby', you see Paul. Brock is nothing but a crybaby, you may have the strength and power in matches... But truth be said, you're only getting these shots because Paul Heyman is by your side and Joey Styles has a thing for him. All these advantages that you have will crumble down like biscuits falling off from a supermarket shelf, you will crumble Brock and that's a promise. After this match, you will go back to where you should belong. With all the others who are dying to get a name for themselves, hey... I think Alex Riley, The Miz and Alberto Del Rio comes to mind there. Maybe you should deal with those guys, last time I heard... they want a piece of your gold. I mean who doesn't, it has the prestige and history behind it but Brock, I have desire to soar and go onto bigger and better things. I will become CWF Champion and I will get that ONE MORE SHOT!
The fans in the arena are excited as "Slow Chemical" by Finger Eleven begins to play, cheering the nearing arrival of Kane and the fond sound of his former theme. Without any hesitation, the Big Red Machine makes his way from the back, where the fans are met with surprise on another matter.
The roof nearly came off of the place as they were witnessing the return of the true Monster. Kane walks up the steel steps, steps onto the apron and walks along it, then steps through the ropes and makes his way to the center of the ring. Kane raises his arms at his side into the air and drops them, sending fire shooting from all four turnbuckles simultaneously.
The fire burns strongly for a moment before fading out as the lights come back on and Kane raises the microphone he's carrying to his mouth.
Kane: Michael, Michael, Michael. Fate again smiles on me and frowns on you, for you see, again our fates have intertwined and the powers that be have dictated we meet in this ring to do battle. But you see, it is now a different playing field entirely than it was two months ago. Your time away may have you convinced you have the edge, but I don't believe that to be true. Your sabbatical has likely left you rusty, while I've remained active and dominant. Not to mention, the loss I suffered at the hands of Dave Batista has left me festering with rage moreso than normal, and I'm going to ensure someone pays for it. In case you aren't experienced in putting two and two together Michael, that someone is going to be you. But it's not just the circumstances that make this encounter different, the stakes make this a more serious matter as well.
The winner of our match will go to the pay-per-view to face Brock Lesnar and the winner of the Alberto Del Rio versus Alex Riley match for the Intercontinental Championship. I have hungered for gold since I stepped foot in this company, and now that it is within my grasp without me having to use this briefcase prematurely, I will seize it and make it mine. Michael, the last time you and I met in this ring you were unsuccessful in your pursuit of victory, and this time will have the exact same outcome. You couldn't best Kevin Thorn, a creature of the night, so how do you plan on beating a creature of the Underworld like me? You can't do it, despite your cries of your own beliefs in yourself and your proclamations of coolness. On October 6th, you will wish that you stayed on vacation as you find yourself eradicated in my blaze of glory.
Kane lowers the microphone, waiting for Miz to arrive.
The lights in the arena have gone dark as the haunting theme of “Trauma†fills the arena and the fans boo immediately knowing who is associated with the theme.
A spotlight shines down as Brock is making his way down towards the ring.
He ignores the jeers and boos from the sellout crowd as he enters the ring and takes hold of a mic.
Brock: Trauma is defined as a body wound or shock produced by sudden physical injury. Which can be caused by violence. It is also defined as a psychological injury or pain. The pain that was induced by hearing you cry like a bitch just now is enough for me to invoke trauma on you. It is enough to want me to cause trauma on you to the point that you will wish that you were never given this match, that you were never assigned or given another chance. All you want is shot after shot, all you want is chance after chance. You fail and you want another chance. You will get down on your hands and knees in front of Styles and do whatever it takes to get another shot. You want to know why I want both belts? Because I am the best that CWF has ever seen. I am the absolute best there ever was and ever will be. I shouldn’t have to relinquish anything in order to go after another belt. If it is greedy… well there is a solution. Send someone down here to kick my ass and take the belt. If there isn’t a person out there that can… then they just lose out on the Intercontinental title. And the fact is… there is nobody out there that can take that belt from me. Nobody. And looking at you… you were the ass that got pinned and lost the match so by all logical reasonings… you shouldn’t even be involved in this. Your sorry ass should be sitting in back watching a real champion battle it out with some nobody for a shot at Kevin Thorn so somebody can put him in his place and show him who the true dominant monster of CWF is.
Your problem boy, is that you think you know everything. You assume that sine I don’t speak much that I must be mentally slow but that is far from it. I clearly felt no need to talk to the likes of neither you nor Thorn. Neither of you were worth it. And even now I look at you and you are about to piss your pants because you realize that you stuck your foot so far down your throat that it is about to be shitted out. But no worries, I don’t like mess in my ring so I’ll stick my foot so far up your ass that it’ll be more than enough to make sure you’re not shitting yourself after I physically, mentally, emotionally, and psychologically leave you traumatized. Because this beat down is not going to be for the weak of heart. This beating that you are going to be receiving Christian is not going to be one for enjoyment, it is going to be one to make a point. One to prove something to you. That you are not on my level. That YOU are not ready to become world champion. That YOU are beneath me. That YOU were never an equal of mine but are merely just some guy that got to where he is by whining and crying like a little baby. You’re stepping into the ring against a beast that will not stop short of hurting you just for fun. A man that will hurt you and not feel the slightest bit of remorse for it. A beast of a man that will not stop until you are left writhing in agony and you come to your senses and will no longer be asking for a shot at any belt on Honor… because soon I will be holding both of those titles which means your fate will be sealed before the match is ever made. Before you get any ideas that you want a belt… you’ll look back at this match that we are going to have and you will realize that… you don’t stand a chance. You’ll realize that you are in over your head. You will realize that you are about to commit career suicide by trying to step inside of the ring against someone like me again. This is going to be your lesson taught Christian. You whined, you moaned, you complained until you got your way… and now you will learn a harsh lesson in regret. Trauma will now be coming your way.
Brock lowers his mic as he stares down Christian.
Honor 10-6-11: Tag Title Contendership: New Age Outlaws vs. Mattitude
This thread is for Mattitude(The Hoov) and the New Age Outlaws(lewbrication) to TT for their match on next Thursday's Honor to crown the number one contenders to the CWF Tag Team Championships. Best of luck to you both. I'll be watching this one very carefully and will see one of you at the pay-per-view.
After what they would say was a rather disappointing night at Invasion, the path back to trying to claim the tag team championships starts right here, as their infamous music starts playing over the P.A, as the whole arena rise from their chairs and cheer the veteran team on their way to the ring.
Road Dogg: Oh! You didn't know?! Your ass better CALL SOMEBODYYYYYYYYY!
The crowd copy him as he walks out, with Billy Gunn onto the stage, James with a microphone in hand. He continues to welcome the crowd as he approaches the ring.
Road Dogg: Las Vegas Nevadaa!!!! You are here with the New Age Outlaws!
The Outlaws make their way into the ring and keep saluting the fans until their music gets cut. Road Dogg lifts the mic to his lips, and the whole crowd say in unison with him....
Road Dogg: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages, D-Generation-X proudly presents to you the the best ever Tag Team of the Wooooooorld. The Road Dogg Jesse James, the Bad Ass Billy Gunn, the New Age Outlaws!
Road Dogg then passes the mic to Billy Gunn.
Billy Gunn: And if your not down with that then we got two words for you... SUCK IIIIIT!
And just... how are we doing tonight in Vegas baby?!
Cheap pop for the home town crowd as Billy Gunn continues.
Now there is nothing I would love to do more, than show Phil, Stu, Alan and Doug how to make a real hangover out here, the only people that are going to be feeling rough after Honor this week are those two punks Matt Hardy, and Shannon Moore! Now, before I talk about these two delinquents, let me just go back to Invasion for a little while. As myself and the Dawg understood, every team would be on that there apron, as the teams tag each other in trying to get the win. If it weren't gonna work that way, we had prepared ourselves for ten men in the ring at the same time. What we did not prepare for, and did not expect, is having to have tag match after tag match after damn tag match! Now if that ain't enough, you would think that being left off the animation for the match was bad enough for the greatest tag team in all of time.... but we were made to come out here first?! This is just disrespectful man. And instead of just giving us the tag team title shot we deserve we have to beat another team from War. Everyone knows that War is the weaker brand! Tell em' Jesse!
Jesse grabs his own microphone.
Road Dogg: The weaker brand they definitely are, and the two that they put in front of us to get past on Honor are amongst the weakest of the weak. I mean lets just look at Matt Hardy. He's see weak, that weeks ago he felt like he wanted to finish it all, end it right there and then, leaving just a Youtube video to remember him by! Your boyfriend Shannon Moore must be hell of a persuasive guy to talk you round... but how clever was it. I mean, look what you got coming to ya here in Vegas. You might not be dead, but your career is facing a suicide mission, a one on one tag match with The New Age Outlaws. I don't know what Mattitude means, whether it's just another word for Emo, but after this match, you will be in a Mattimood! And we, will be going after the remedy, and the tag team championships! And if your not down with that... we got two words for ya......
Jesse doesn't get to finish his catchphrase as.....
The crowd boos as Shannon Moore and his new tag team partner in Mattitude Jeff Hardy emerge from the back. Jeff looks out over the crowd with much disdain.
Both Jeff and Shannon walk around the ring, never letting their eyesight leave the men in the ring. They both are given microphones and enter the ring. Jeff casually leans against the ropes, waiting for the crowd to die down before starting. Shannon is yelling at the fans to be quite so he can. Then, Jeff begins.
Jeff Hardy: You know, it's really funny to me to see two over-the-hill, overrated, useless wastes of human excrement come out here and berate my brother and Shannon in front of these people. But that's what you two are all about, isn't it? You two are all about getting these selfish ignorant fans to pop at your cheap use of catchphrases and spewing out a curse word or two. It's comical to me because, the fact is, My brother isn't even in this match and yet all you do is belittle the man who, quite frankly, saved my life.
The crowd is boo-ing as Jeff continues his tirade.
Jeff Hardy: Road Dogg, you walk around still sailing on your accomplishments from 20 years ago and you have this air about you that you think you can still go in the ring with the likes of someone like Shannon and I. This is passing the point of comedy and into the realm of sadness and despair because, let's face it, you've always been mediocre at best. Me? I have excelled beyond anyone's expectations and I will continue to thrive because now, I have Mattitude in my life and Mattitude, gentlemen, is the essence of life. Mattitude is the end-all be-all. It's not a religion. It's not a lifestyle. It's not a magic pill. It simply is, and I'm fully aware you won't be able to wrap your feeble minds around it, none of you will be able to, but in time I can guarantee that everyone in this arena and everyone watching at home will become Followers like myself and Shannon.
Jeff lowers his microphone and lets Shannon speak.
Shannon Moore: Billy Gunn, you claim your a “Bad Ass” but I don't see anything “Bad Ass” about you. You see, in order to be even considered a “Bad Ass” you gotta be able to walk the walk as well as talk the talk and I know you like to run your mouth, but as far as walking the walk, I've got new for you: They don't allow walkers and walking canes in the ring. So, what I suggest to the both of you, Billy, Road Dogg, is to grab you a bottle of Geritol and rub that Icy Hot all over your achy joints, pop a few ginkgo pills so you know where you're at, and wear your reading glasses because Jeff and I are walking out of HONOR as the number one contenders to the CWF Tag Team Titles and then Matt will walk out of the Elimination Chamber match as the NEW CWF World Heavyweight Champion and then Team Mattitude will rule over the entire CWF.
Jeff then takes over speaking.
Jeff Hardy: And that, my friends, is just a warning because you are in for an Unfortunate TWIST.....OF.....FATE.....
Jeff and Shannon glare over at the Outlaws as we fade to black.
"I Came to Play"by Downstait begins to play over the PA System. The Miz and the always sexy Maryse come out to the stage to loud boo's from the audience. They walk down the ramp ignoring the fans. They get to the ring and they both do their usual taunts on the ring apron. Maryse gets a mic from one of the CWF workers and hands it to the Miz. He pauses for a while and then begins to speak.
The Miz: Are you mistakes surprised to see me standing here right now? It has been a month since I last stepped into this ring and had a match. I defeated the hero of the many children sitting in this arena tonight. I defeated Cena again just like I said I was going to do. I thought that I had big things coming my way when I defeated the company suck-up known as Cena. But CWF told me they had nothing planned for me. I saw others get opportunities that should have been mine. CWF is out to get me, I feel like there is a conspiracy in the air and this isn’t the first time this has happened in this business. But now I have CWF under my control, because they finally gave in and gave me a chance at a title shot.
The Miz pauses for a moment before picking up his mic again
The Miz: On October 6, 2011, the Awesome returns to CWF, but more specifically I will make my debut on Honor. I will be part of an Intercontinental Championship qualifying match against the Big Red Monster Kane. I shouldn’t even have to be part of this match, because that title is still rightfully mine, I never lost that title, I lost that title in an 8 man scramble where I did not get pinned. Kane, you may have had instilled fear in others but I’m not afraid of you.
The Miz pauses for another moment as the crowd begins to boo him
The Miz: Last time, we faced off and you may have defeated me, but now the result will be very different. I may not have beaten Thorn but this vacation has helped me became a better scientific master of wrestling and a better technical wizard of wrestling. This vacation really opened my eyes to become a better wrestler and on October 6th I will show everyone why I am going to be the new face of this company. There needs to be a change in this company and it needs to get rid of the conspiracy they have over me. Kane get ready because I’m determined to get that title back and show everyone why I am the Awesome One!!!!
BECAUSE I’M THE MIZ
AND I’M
The fans in the arena taunt Miz by saying Awesome before he does
AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
OOC: Can we leave it at 1-1? I don think ill be able to get another one up
CWF Thursday Night Honor 10/10/11: The Miz vs Alberto del Rio
Arena turns into silence, as suddenly Justin Roberts gets off his chair and introduce Alberto del Rio's personal ring announcer, that just stepped into the ring...
Justin Roberts: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Alberto del Rio's personal ring announcer... Ricardo Rodriguez!
Ricardo step to the middle of the ring and around the arena is heard Alberto del Rio's theme and arena turn into huge boo..
Theme of Alberto del Rio hit the PA system and fans get of their seats to see, in which car their hero gonna arrive tonight and suddenly from backstage is heard some horns, that shows to world, that finally some class is arriving...
Alberto arrives in his Rolls Royce and he gets off his car and look at the crowd and smile on them and then slowly take a walk to the ramp and Ricardo in the meantime introduce him...
Ricardo Rodriguez: Señoras y señores,
Ponte de pie!
Y me ayude a introducir ese gran hombre!
Él es un hombre de gran inteligencia
Y nunca deja una gran oportunidad de ir a los residuos
A diferencia de que los campesinos
Él es la esencia de la excelencia
Él es Alberto del RRRRRRRrrrriiiiiioOOOOoO!
Just as Ricardo finished introduction of Alberto, Alberto step on the entrance ramp and points on his face and wisely smiles in his hand made tailor suit and pyro behind him begin to fall down...
Alberto slowly begin to walk down to the ramp and fans still boo at him, but he ignores them and step on the steel steps and get on the apron and says to Ricardo to hold rope for him and then Alberto get into the ring...
Alberto tells Ricardo to give him his microphone and Ricardo did so. Alberto step into middle of the ring and his music still playing, but he begin to talk...
Alberto del Rio: Cut my music. I said cut my music! Now... I wasn't here in Honor, for a quite long time, therefor let me explain to you, my current situation here... Me and Drew McIntyre came here to change something. We came here to change way, that CWF is run and to bring some class into CWF. BUT! What happened? In War, absolute chaos came off. Peasants begin their little rebellion and cause of unsafe work here in CWF, me and Drew McIntyre took a little break. But when we came back just one week ago and tell to the owner of this company, that we are back and we gonna change everything, he said, that he doesn't wants us. Do you peasants understand what I'm just saying to you? Do you understand, that someone told to ME, that he doesn't wants me huh?... You little idiotic, fat, pathetic Americans from Louisville can't even imagine what it takes to someone like me to receive a rejection! Your lives are about rejections, but you are not ME! Alberto del Rio never EVER can be rejected! I told this owner of this “company” and he told me I got one last chance last Honor. But he told to Drew, that he doesn't suits here. Owner of this company, told that he doesn't want and I quote our owner now “ Any dirty Scotland crying b*tch”... That's how you can talk, when you are in power? What about some class huh? Well class, class is something that is missing around here. Guys like Alex Riley or The Miz walks around here and they don't get fired, but Mexican aristocrat and Scotland hero should get fired? That is unacceptable! But now, let me explain to you, why I exactly lost to that Alex Riley... just five minutes before my match, I got attacked by somebody and I don't know by who, but I gonna get my revenge on Alex Riley, if he gonna win his title match. But let's get back to my point. I was attacked and it just another proof, that CWF is not safe. It's not safe to work here. It's not safe for you fat and ugly Americans to come here each and every week to watch this show. Every single one of you should get your fat asses, if you are able to off your seats and leave, because sooner or later, someone can hurt you here!
Fans give to Alberto mixed reaction and Alberto looks at the crowd and then continue...
Alberto del Rio: After everything I've said, I still have to proof, that I gonna change everything! Tonight, I gonna beat that little gringo asqueroso, that calls himself awesome... Let's be serious Miz.. Who, instead of me can call himself awesome? You? Or your former student, that is now more famous than you? Well if you want to use in description of you word awesome, then I can say that even people here in Kentucky are awesome! But hey! I'm not idiot, I'm a visionary and therefor, I know you are way away from being awesome. You are just like people in your hometown! You are just brainless, brainwashed, ugly, spoony freak. Just like people here in Kentucky! Just like all Americans! Just like owner of CWF! Just like Justin Roberts! Just like Alex Riley! Just like Kevin Thorn.... You are just another typical warm, that I gonna smash and week after week, I gonna destroy whole roster of this show. You Miz, you are just … How poor Americans calls it? Oh yeah, you are just unlucky, that you are first at my way to the top!... You know Miz, people with class, money, intelligence and authority has to make clear examples for people like you. You Miz, you gonna be use as example. As example, what gonna happen in the near future, to either Kevin Thorn or Christian... You can't personally Miz. It's just your destiny....
Alberto lower microphone and enjoy mixed reaction and few cheers from the crowd and then continues...
Alberto del Rio: Now, I have to end, the only real intelligent speech you morons ever heard in your lives. At the end, I just gonna promise three things. First... Alberto del Rio will change the being of CWF. Second.... Alberto del Rio gonna finally finish his path to the top of this business and he'll finally shows to all you non-believers why I'm called a visionary and my path gonna start tonight.... And finally third and most important promise.... Alberto del Rio gonna break all the remaining non-believers minds and I gonna proof, that after Elimination Chamber is at the end, it gonna be Alberto del Rio holding CWF Championship upon his head!... And this is just beginning...
Alberto lowers the microphone and he smiles as...
The tickets have been booked and the flights will be waiting. Right after honor, to whisk all the superstars away to Germany before the Supershow, but there is a small matter of of a singles match for one of these to get through first.....
Road Dogg: Oh! You didn't know?! Your ass better CALL SOMEBODYYYYYYYYY!
The crowd copy him as he walks out, with Billy Gunn onto the stage, James with a microphone in hand. He continues to welcome the crowd as he approaches the ring.
Road Dogg: Louisville Kentucky!!!! You are here with the New Age Outlaws!
The Outlaws make their way into the ring and keep saluting the fans until their music gets cut. Road Dogg lifts the mic to his lips, and the whole crowd say in unison with him....
Road Dogg: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages, D-Generation-X proudly presents to you the the next CWF Tag Team Champions of the wooooooooorld...... The Road Dogg Jesse James, the Bad Ass Billy Gunn, the New Age Outlaws!
Road Dogg then passes the mic to Billy Gunn.
Billy Gunn: And if your not down with that then we got two words for you... SUCK IIIIIT!
And for the verrry first time in CWF history... your boy Bad Ass, is going into the ring, without the Road Dogg! yep, that's right, he had a run of singles matches whilst i picked up a little injury, but now it's my turn. This is my opportunity to show that both members of the Outlaws can cut it on our own, as well as being the greatest Tag team in history, and not to mention, the next CWF tag team champions! And who do they give me as my first opponent....... No honestly... I don't know who this guy is.... Alan Riley? Alice Riley? Oh, right okay, Al-ex Riley, okay. Oh, I think I saw him last week, yeah, he beat Alberto Del Rio... a man the New Age Outlaws have beaten twice. I suppose it's nice to see that singles title shots are given to just about anyone these days hey Jesse?
Billy Gunn shares a laugh with Road Dogg as he continues.
Now Alex, let me ask you a question.... what would you like... for Christmas? Hey, come on now, its only ten weeks away ladies and gentlemen! you know it won't be long before every shop puts their decorations and the Christmas songs on, so Riley, I'm feeling pretty festive! I'll be your own personal Saint Nick! But Alex, someone has told me you have been a very naughty boy this past year, so you won't be getting no presents, oh no no no NO! But you are going to get, a Fame Asser from the one and the only Festive Bad Ass Billy Gunn, and that my old buddy Riley, is as true as true can be!
Before Billy can carry on talking however, Alex Riley would rather him "Say it to his face", or so it would seem by the words of his theme music that has started blaring through the P.A of the arena.
