Okay... I'm fine with that.Dropkick 13 is banned. Sweep is banned. Spin Kick 1 is banned. Superkick 6 is banned. No spamming stomps either.....One is more than enough.
Results thread... Now, please, lol. I've got a promo idea... I ain't had one of them in 3 weeks.I don't want to hear of this stuff again. The admin wants a good league with chill people so stop with all this shit since it wasn't needed. I don't want any arguments for the rest of the league now.
Still waiting on one matchResults thread... Now, please, lol. I've got a promo idea... I ain't had one of them in 3 weeks.
Tony Starks music begins to play throughout the arena. He comes out in Jeans and a t shirt smoking a fag. The crowd are abit confused
He walks out on to stage and the crowd cheer and boo he puts out the fag and begins to walk down to the ring. Before he gets into the ring he looks under the apron and get a chair. Tony throws the chair into the ring. He slides under the bottom rope and sets up chair and sits comfortably .
So, let's get this straight I'm not even meant to be out here aha. This time was for some talk show I don't even know the god damn name of. I'm out here tonight to vent my frustration about Precision. I know you all wanna hear it so I'll get to the damn points. KEEP CAMERA 2 FOCUSED ON ME PLEASE AND THANK YOU. You people know just as much as I do everything here is wrong. Everything. The backstage politics. The management favourites. And most of all the way people disrespect me and the others in the back. I have been here since day one. DAY ONE! And how many shots have a received. 2 maybe 3. And you have people just swarm in and get shots at world titles. Iron Man Championships or Intercontinental Championship. Don't get me wrong I don't disrespect anyone in the back but what I do disrespect is that management where the hottest thing on my back when I entered this damn company and then as soon as someone else who isn't as old or can do some flippy shit enters this company they threw me to the side like worthless trash.
The crowd begin to slightly boo, but the most part are cheering Tony as he has some points
I'm a former WWEF Precision European Champion and I'm treated like I'm worthless. Money's been cut. I've been cut in many ways. I put my body on the line day in day out to give this company amazing matches and what do I get for it. Nothing. I get nothing. Just thrown to the side to steal the show every time. I don't care if The Man is Buster Gates. Robert Blake or even Mr Money In the Bank Will Neilson. Everytime I stepped in the ring with Bustaaaaaaa or Will we put on one hell of match I may have lost I may have one. However this company still disrespects me. I was out for 2 months or so after putting on a match of year candidate what did Chris get after that nothing, he deserved something and he got nothing. What did I get when I came back shoved down to the mid card. I SHOULD BE THE MAIN EVENT. THE REASON YOU PEOPLE TUNE IN IS TO SEE ME AND THE PEOPLE IN THE BACK GO TO WAR. NOT STUPID BACKSTAGE POLITICS.
Tonys mic gets cut off. He walks over to the time keeper and demand's another mic. He test it and it works fine but when he gets in the ring it gets cut off once more. He walks over the announcement table. He picks up the headset and says
Do I have your attention now?!? I'm done with all this I deserve better
He slams the mic on the desk and walks off to his theme
Well at least he tried with his promo and tried to improve how he writes. Or are you gonna cut him down like you have with so many others?I've done the whole Punk imitation... It doesn't work, trust me. Also, you're character isn't that old... You treated that promo as if he's been here for years when he's really only been here for like 4 months.
...?Well at least he tried with his promo and tried to improve how he writes. Or are you gonna cut him down like you have with so many others?
It's constructive criticism, and his complaint is valid. It's very played out at this point.Well at least he tried with his promo and tried to improve how he writes. Or are you gonna cut him down like you have with so many others?
Well let's see it would've taken 5 mins to write a reply to my promo for our little feud thing. I mean I know I didn't give you heads up and stuff but i was seriously only hoping for a little thing since you are meant to be one of the ones whose good at promos and I thought you could help improve it but no. You've started a hell of a lot of arguments in this forum and made a lot of people feel bad about themselves including Will and Tony. It's just making this forum feel like an aggressive place and is one of the reasons is becoming less fun for to be honest....?
Yeah, for that it might be constructive but for a lot of other things it's just caused arguments and made things less fun. I don't care, ban me, hate me or whatever you want to do this forum just isn't that fun anymore anywayIt's constructive criticism, and his complaint is valid. It's very played out at this point.
Yey! He's back! I want on Team Green... Is that even possible? Team Blue sucks (Partly because Team Blue has all the people that I want to beat up... Except for CiV. LOL! Loverly promo though... Alcoholic Buster is BAE.*The camera turns on to show a relatively quiet bar. Only a few people are around and classical music plays from a jukebox. You see a burly figure with their head down sitting alone at the bar. Reginald enters the building and instantly recognises the man. He walks up to him and taps him on the shoulder, he gets no response. Reginald sighs.*
Reginald: Sir... This is unacceptable.
*Reginald lifts the man’s head up to show that it is Buster Gates, passed out, dribbling from the mouth. He groans.*
Reginald: Wake up.
*Reginald shakes him. Buster groans louder and opens his eyes.*
Buster Gates: Heyyyyy Reg.
Reginald: Buster, look at me. It’s time to come home.
Buster Gates: But I’ve just got here.
*Reginald scans the bar to see the many empty pint glasses.*
Reginald: I’ve got a feeling that’s not quite true. Also, beer? What has gotten into you.
Buster Gates: I don’t... These were champagne. Promise!
*Buster lifts up his little finger, Reginald stares at it. Buster puts his hand back down.*
Reginald: It’s time to get over your loss.
Buster Gates: But I don’t wanna...
Reginald: You have a match this week.
Buster Gates: But why?
Reginald: Your team needs you.
Buster Gates: My team sucks! Not one of them so far has picked up any points. I feel swindled.
Reginald: This is why they need you to take charge.
Buster Gates: Is there much point anymore?
Reginald: You could become a two time champion.
Buster Gates: I guess... But...
???: Hey!
*A random man stumbles up to the bar, obviously drunk.*
???: You aren't a regular here. This is my bar!
*Buster picks up one of the many empty beer bottles from the bar and cracks it over the mans head. He falls to the floor.*
Buster Gates: As I was saying...
Bartender: Woah, get out of here! You can't be doing that to other customers. You're barred!
Buster Gates: Come on, man! You saw him. He came at me.
Bartender: I'm calling the police...
Buster Gates: Whatever...
*Buster stands up and heads to the door, Reginald follows.*
Buster Gates: I don't want to do this anymore. My reputation as the top guy is over...
Reginald: Because you lost one match?
Buster Gates: ... Yes.
Reginald: That's ridiculous. You need to pick yourself up and continue your dominance.
Buster Gates: Who am I up against next?
Reginald: Mike Thunder.
Buster Gates: Is he good?
Reginald: Yeah, he's good.
Buster Gates: Is he me good?
Reginald: I don't know about that... Up until Robert Blake you were undefeated. Start over, build up another streak, become Undisputed Champion again and prove once more why you're the best.
Buster Gates: I'm unmotivated... When you have money, competition isn't an issue and you've already proved yourself... What is there to do? I became Undisputed Champion. I've been there, done that, held it for 3 months. There's nothing left.
Reginald: ... I'll think of a reason... I don't have one yet, but i'll think of a reason. Just, y'know... Come back and fight Mike Thunder?
Buster Gates: Fine... I'm doing this for you, Reg. I'm more than happy never going back.
Reginald: I get it. But you own half the place. You gotta remember that.
Buster Gates: True... I'll sober up and fight Mikey boy. But again, this is for you.
Reginald: I'll get you out of this slump sir, you can count on me.
*The two men arrive at Buster's car. The two enter and Reginald drives away.*