UWF - Past Smackdown Trashtalking

[Bully Ray]

HAIL SABIN!



Out steps Chris Sabin in a black hoodie, not looking pleased, and then steps out Samoa Joe. The Samoan's expressions are better then Sabin, but he ain't smiling.

Joe: Oh my goodness! I never imagined a day when a jobber could win such a prestigious title. Shark Boy, Grado & Paul Burchill all these three nothing but damn flops!

Negative reaction by the crowd.

Joe: Boo all you want, but these clowns are not what wrestling is all about. One wannabe Steve Austin in a version of a shark, one what are you Scottish fat man, and one wannabe Jack Sparrow. Together as a three they make some wacky up group. Back in the days Shark Boy I never remembered you win nothing. You came, you left! Mate I swear your character should of got a lawsuit or something? Give me a shell yeah right? That's how it goes, but you won't giving shell yeah's when I whoop the asses of your two chums. Sure you beat King Booker, but that belt may stay on you for like what a week or two? This group will be history once we're finished with you three. Chuck you're sea based jokes at me I don't care, but soon Shark Boy you'll be back to where you deserve! Jobbing to wrestling god's like me. Like I destroyed, and shattered Kurt Angle in the Iron Match. I probably ended his career, and the same goes for tonight. After tonight you three just won't be the same!

Joe is going to talk on but Sabin takes the microphone.

Sabin: I'VE HAD ENOUGH! Of this company, of the staff, of the fans, and definitely of people like you Shark Boy! You're just jokes, and because you get some little kid's excited people like me suffer. I'm tired of losing all the time, and I'm tired of clowns like you! I've lost to many people here, but it stops here and now! I'm going to give it 100% tonight, and leave victorious. I am going on may it be tag or world, I'll be a champion! People like The C.U.N.T will fall on their asses, pray to me for forgiveness! I'm tired of losing, I'm ready to split you two in half, and I'm ready to win! YOU'LL HAIL SABIN!

Sabin throws the microphone straight at Grado not caring, and steps out of the ring looking angrier then ever.
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[Sam]

Paul Burchill: Excuse me chaps but where the bloody hell do you think you're going?!. Get back in here, it's the Captain's orders!

Sabin and Joe look at Burchill and chuckle a bit before staying right where they are.

Think you're better than us ya couple of filthy landlubbers well think again!. Now I've had a few... several, many rums today but even I can see through the rubbish you two are spouting. Samoa Joe for one, I know more about Samoa Joe than he knows. See, I've sailed the seven seas and I've been to Samoa. A land of vile and wretched bare footed cannibals. Or so I thought, I met many civilized men and women when I shored in Samoa, the books in the SS C.U.N.T. had taught me wrong and I learned the valuable lesson of never judging a race of people from 17th century books... but that's not the point!. I learned that lesson, but still I look before me and I see a FAT!... jiggly man who not only feels inadequate enough to team with a little sprog like Chris Sabin, but also a man who is deluded enough to think that that sorry tandem is capable of standing up to the might of The C.U.N.T.

Samoa Joe looks angered as Burchill continued.

And as for the other guy, the little sprog Chris Sabin, I say to you NAY!... I will not 'Hail Sabin!', for what I have planned is not to 'Hail Sabin' but rather to 'Beat Sabin... Within An Inch Of His Life!'. Look sunshine, this week on Smackdown is your big night out. Yes, despite all the times you are lauded as a big star... largely by yourself, you have achieved nothing and are little more than a stepping block on route to myself and young Grado becoming not only the best shipmates in UWF today... but also becoming the next pair of sea faring warriors to get a shot at the UWF World Tag Team Championships. And, if on our way to the very pinnacle of wrestling duets we have to make the men who fall before us walk the plank?, well then so be it... for nothing will stand in the way of myself and Grado becoming the very best tandem in the whole of the UWF and leaving you two landlubbers keelhauled and left to drown in your sea of mediocrity. ​

 

[Shawn Michaels]

The crowd boos heavily as, AJ Lee and CM Punk come out from the back. The two stand near the entrance to address, Chris Masters. The crowd blasts a "AJ sucks" chant as she gets ready to go on the microphone



AJ Lee: All of you ingrates that is the UWF fans need to shut up so I can speak out here. Now, Chris, let's be honest out here as to the real reason why, Layla isn't here tonight. The real reason she isn't here tonight and probably won't be around any longer with you is, she finally realized what a small package you have. She has finally realized that all the steroid you have taken in the past doesn't meet the expectations of what's in the middle as you come up just a bit short.

Chris Master gets pissed off and shouts at Punk and AJ

AJ Lee: It's nothing to be ashamed about. Some guys just are all muscle for show, but when the lights go out, they fail to meet the sanctification of a woman. And I'm sure poor, Layla needed to keep the lights off from laughing away. But don't get me wrong out here. I mean the chest muscles are cool and all, but again that's all you got. You don't have the wrestling skills. You don't have the brains. I mean, you married, Layla for crying out loud. You should be honored that, CM Punk chose you as his target as he shows the UWF management that he means business. You, Chris, are going to be made famous by just being in a match with, CM Punk. And to be honest you should be thanking him!

AJ Lee blows a kiss at Chris Masters as CM Punk takes the microphone from AJ. Before Punk speaks the crowd boos him heavily



CM Punk: So the UWF management decides to put me in a number one contender's match for the Hardcore Title. Chris, you can brag about wanting to be the number one contender all you want because I could give two shits about the Hardcore Championship. The only title I care about is the UWF Title and I am going to make it a priority to use you as bait to get ultimately what I want and that's a UWF Title shot. I chose you just like I chose, Seth Rollins in 2012. I helped made him famous. Before I took on him, he was a nobody. Then after I made him famous, he went on to main event matches and eventually won the International Championship. Now I'm not saying you'll win the UWF Title, but maybe the Hardcore Title.

Punk pauses for a second before continuing

CM Punk: You think I care about you and Layla? Because I don't. You two mean nothing to me. I did what I did because I had to. I wanted to get the attention of the UWF management for underestimating me for the last several months and burying me. The wanted me to become a tag team specialist with, Colt Cabana. They wanted me to fight seven others for a stupid briefcase that you don't know what's inside. I have been wasting my damn talent while I see some stupid wedding happening here. That has nothing to do with professional wrestling whatsoever. But the damn UWF higher ups think it's great entertainment. Just like they think that those degenerates are back on Raw. Some COO we have in, Triple H to stick his nose where it doesn't belong just like he did on Smackdown.

The crowd boos heavily at CM Punk

CM Punk: You people can shut the hell up because it's your damn fault I am in the spot I am in. I believed in you fans and what did it get me? It got me to bottom of the barrel. I'm a former two-time NXT/International World Champion. The first part of 2013 was my year and I'm fixing to get it back and I'm starting with you, Chris. I'm getting their attention just like I got yours. On Smackdown, I'm not looking to be number one contender. I'm looking to kick your ass and make a statement out of you!

CM Punk lowers his microphone and waits for a response​

 

[Schmidty]

Masters gives off a cold stare towards Punk before speaking.

{{Chris Masters}}
Make a statement out of me? That's what you want to do? You see, I've learned to take the opportunities given to me and maybe, just maybe that'll bring me just that much closer to where I really want to be. And quite frankly, this victory means a lot to me for multiple reasons. One being you pissed me the hell off for the past few weeks and now that little care free attitude you got isn't phasing me one bit. Now, I understand that you have a great history in the business. Nobody is denying that, but the fact that you're stilling living in the past is ridiculous. This is the present Punk. This is the time where you got to face your problems like a man. That's what I'm doing. I got my lady at home so she doesn't have to see this state I'm in. You can forget about that cocky attitude I once had. Oh no no no. I'm not going to stand here and diss the fans because where did that get me? It brought you into my life. And now it's my priority to take you out. You've disrespected me and my wife. And as the loyal man I am, I'm going to keep the promise I made with Layla a while back. I promised her I'd protect her no matter the circumstances. She's done nothing wrong and you two assholes decided to "choose" us as your targets to get noticed? You sure did get my attention whether you care or not. I'm not going to let what you two did just slip by. So like I said earlier, I am going to get my revenge by beating the living hell out of CM Punk. And if you know what's good for you AJ, you'll stay out of this before you end up getting hurt.

AJ begins to give off a cocky smile as she brings her mic up to her mouth but is quickly cut off by Chris.

{{Chris Masters}}
Oh I'm not done by a long shot. CM Punk gets to speak his mind all the time. So how about I change it up for once. How bout you two listen to what I got to say. AJ, you claim that Punk is here to make me famous and Punk claims that it's to also get him right back up to the top. Well here's where you guys are wrong. Anybody can walk out here and talk about how they are going to make a statement and how they're good enough to make a man famous. But not every man can actually prove it. I can't tell you how much I want you to try to prove it Punk. I want you to give it your all so I can see if I can beat you. I want to see if I can avenge my wife. And I want to see if I can shut that big fat mouth of yours!!! You're used to talking up a storm of bullshit that you lead yourself to believe but things have changed now. A new star has been developed and his name is Chris Masters. I don't have the greatest bragging rights here in XWL but that doesn't mean I can't gain any. I will tonight when I get a title shot for the Hardcore Championship. And I will in the future when I realize my dream of winning the world championship. I will get there one day but I can't hop over every step and just get to the top just like that. I got to go one step at a time. It's starting tonight! When I take my first step which is getting revenge on some punk who feels like he can do whatever the hell he wants. And gaining a Hardcore Championship match.

Masters then walks over to the ropes to get a closer look at Punk and AJ.

{{Chris Masters}}
Now there's a reason why you are on the stage and not in this ring Punk. It's because you're scared of what might happen when I get my hands on you. Let me tell you this. It's not going to be pretty. I get access to all sorts of foreign objects to use on you. I get to break objects over your thick skull and watch as blood comes gushing out of your skull. I don't care about limits. There is no limits when it comes to the amount of pain you're going to feel. It's going to break the scale and keep on going until I feel satisfied enough to stop. Until I feel like I've avenged Layla. You might as well kiss those knees of yours because tonight, I'm going to break them. Hell AJ might as well kiss you tonight as well. You won't be the same when I'm done. Do you hear me? Do you understand me Punk? You can claim that this is all apart of a plan you got to be back on top but in reality it's a dead end. Two men and one prize. That prize is a ticket to the Hardcore Championship whether it's a low tier belt or not, it's still a championship belt which adds you to the prestigious list of men who's held it. I'm going on that list. I don't care if I come out with blood on my face and bones sticking out of my leg, I'll reign victorious with a shot at the Hardcore Championship on my path to success.




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[Bully Ray]

Joe: Are you frickin serious! You piece of Jack Sparrow crap! Don't you start going on about the great place of Samoa. A legendary place where the greats of Umaga & The Rock career's have come from! You bloody US pirate shut the hell up before I take you out, and make you look silly! You're just them little playground kids who think it's funny dissing my appearance. It ain't fit you skinny chum, it's pure muscle. I am the great of pro wrestling, and what my body can do to you is highly unimaginable! Try questioning my great alliance with Sabin, but it's much better then a trio of jobbers. One Scottish hard man, one wannabe shark, and another wannabe pirate! I'm raring to get in that ring, and choke you out until you see no more Burchill! You will pay for your words!

Sabin: You plan to go against me, and try to beat me! Tell me what have you done in this business you've been nowhere near gold in this company. You're useless that's why creative paired you three chum's up to get them PG kids in the arena! Dream on about achieving high, you ain't winning nothing but a ticket to the bottom. Tonight it's going to be your lucky day as me & Joe are going to set your life straight! You will look at yourself in the mirror and wonder where it all went wrong. Trust me, Burchill you will definitely HAIL SABIN! YOU'LL DEFINITELY FALL ON YOUR KNEES, AND BE TAPPED OUT BY THE SAMOAN SUBMISSION SPECIALIST SAMOA JOE!

Sabin looks at Burchill he's ready to finish this duel of words!

Sabin: AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT ME OLD CHUM!

Sabin & Joe smile as they go to the back, and make their exit to the locker room.​

 

[Doink]

The lights dim and the crowd looks on in anticipation, however they are soon shocked by Ricardo Rodriguez coming out onto the stage wearing a smart suit with a bowtie in the colours of Mexico. The personal ring announcer of Alberto Del Rio takes a deep breath as he begins to introduce the Mexican Aristocrat.

Ricardo Rodriguez:


Damas y Caballeros

Es para mí un gran honor presentar a ustedes aquí

Un hombre de gran realeza

Un hombre de gran honor

Un hombre que es mejor que todos ustedes

Albertoooooooooooooooooooooo Dellllll Riooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Alberto Del Rio’s theme song plays over the arena as Del Rio comes out in a $300,000 White Bentley Azure Convertible. He drives it up to the side of the entrance ramp where he gets out amidst a mixed reaction from the crowd. Del Rio does his signature taunt as he basks in the reaction of the crowd before making his way to the centre of the entrance ramp. He throws his arms out wide as his pyro goes off behind him before he walks down the entrance ramp to make his way to the ring. He climbs up the steel steps before getting into the ring. He basks in the reaction of the crowd once more before Ricardo hands him a mic.

Alberto Del Rio: My name, is Alberto Del Rio.


The crowd let out another mixed reaction as Alberto introduces himself to the UWF universe.


Alberto Del Rio: But of course, you already know that.


Alberto flashes a wink, showing the same cocky attitude that he’s shown for the rest of his career, and he continues what he’s saying.

Alberto Del Rio: As you may, or probably will have heard, Alberto Del Rio is once again back in UWF, and once again going to grace your television sets and your eyes on SmackDown! I’ve been away for a while, but I have still been following closely, and I’m ashamed of all the little cucarachas crawling around what I once called my casa. I’m watching SmackDown back in my villa, and I just had no idea how stupid people have gone. They’ve gone soft. Every last member here on SmackDown, they all have no pride, and the most important thing, more important than money, than championships, is pride. Without pride you get nowhere, I’m fortunate enough to have other things, success, intelligence but the reason that I achieve the unachievable is because when I wake up of a morning, when I take a shower, and look in the mirror, I am proud of who I am, something which is obviously a dying breed here in the United States. You people, you idiotas need someone like me to lead you into greatness, to lead you to take pride in yourselves, to no longer be ashamed of looking in that mirror, to stand up and be a man.


Alberto is cut off by the resounding boos of the UWF universe, obvious that they are not best pleased to see this Alberto Del Rio back.

Alberto Del Rio: Shut up all of you, nobody cares what you think. You are unimportant, you see for some people, they need you to pay their paycheques, they look up to you and tell you how wonderful you all are but in reality it’s just a big pile of nonsense. They only try to make you pleased so that they have dinero in their pockets. With me it’s different, I don’t need you, without you I’ll still me a multi-millionaire, driving Rolls Royce’s and Bentley’s. It’s the complete opposite, people beg me to come here, give me everything so that I come over the border and make the United States a better place. I come over here to give the common Americano something to look up to. I give the children the chance to say, when I grow up, I want to be like Alberto Del Rio.


The crowd once again cuts off Del Rio with a chorus of boos. Alberto patiently waits for them to finish before he carries on.


Alberto Del Rio: When something goes against me, I patiently wait for another opportunity, or I make an opportunity, I don’t sit about sulking, and crying like a little girl, I take the next chance I have, I have intelligence, and I accomplish everything that I set out to do, I don’t wait for everything to fall my way, I have confidence in myself to achieve anything I want to. That is the difference between success and failure, and as I look around this arena tonight, I see nothing but a bunch of failures, I see no talent, and I see no intelligence, what I see is a lot of mediocrity, who are ashamed at themselves from the way they dress, to the niños that they have raised. You Americanos pass it down from mother to daughter, from father to son. But don’t worry, Alberto Del Rio will show you to get out of that slump, I will show you royalty. I will show you power, and I will show you success.


The crowd boo Del Rio again as he continues his speech.

Alberto Del Rio: This week, in my return to UWF, I will take on ese cerdo gordo Mark Henry. This man is a prime example of low self-esteem; this is a man who takes no respect in himself, or his appearance, it’s not a secret. This is a man who really needs a diet, maybe I can offer him some advice, I have looked after myself long enough to know some dieting tips. Mark Henry is an embarrassment, and he is one of the reasons that the United States of America receives the stereotypes for their obesidad. This week will start the increase in ratings, and my march to the World championship when I defeat Mark Henry on SmackDown. This week I show everybody why Mark Henry does not even deserve to be on the same show as me. Mark, this goes for you and for them, now I’m here, you are nothing but puny peasants who will all fall to Alberto Del Rio on my path to glory and why?


Del Rio takes a deep breath before finishing off…


Alberto Del Rio: It’s my destiny.


Del Rio lowers the mic, looking towards the titantron for a reply…

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OOC: Good to be back, Good Luck!​