Breakdown cuts away to the backstage area where we see Stephanie McMahon standing by the desk in her office, looking through official documents, when her office door swings open, and none other than John Cena storms in.
Stephanie McMahon John! What a pleasure it is to...
John Cena Cut the crap, Stephanie.
Stephanie McMahon Excuse me?
John Cena I just ran into the executive something or other of talent or something...
Stephanie appears to be confused with Cena's outburst, as does Cena himself, but he shakes it off.
John Cena Laurinaitis! I ran into John Laurinaitis, and he told me that I have a match tonight!
Stephanie McMahon Look, I was just going to tell...
John Cena He told me that I'd be competing against one of the all time greats, a man who has built his own legacy in this company, a man who you are heavily considering giving the opportunity of a lifetime by naming him the challenger for my World Heavyweight Championship at International Incident!... AND then he told me his name... Jack Swagger... Really?
Stephanie McMahon I never said any of that.
John Cena Oh really. You didn't say any of that, well I guess that makes Laurinaitis a liar then! Maybe I should teach him a lesson..
Stephanie McMahon Well I, uh... I may have mentioned that if he somehow defeats you tonight, he could become the number one contender... But you don't have to worry about that, John! You're the King of the Ring, the reigning World Heavyweight Champion, you've achieved things that Jack Swagger could only dream of. You're the face of this company, and let's be honest, a man like him has little to zero chance of defeating you in any type of contest.
Cena seems to be coming around to Stephanie's way of thinking as she strokes his ego.
John Cena You know what? You're right. Jack Swagger isn't a threat to me. To be brutally honest, I didn't even realise he was signed to this company until tonight. There's no way that anyone that irrelevant can beat me. Stephanie, tonight, I'm going to make an example out of Jack Swagger. I'm going to show you, and anyone out there who thinks that they can take this championship away from me, exactly what I can do when I set my mind to it. This may have started as one of the greatest nights of Swagger's career, but by the end of the show, it'll be the worst night of his entire life!
The newly confident World Heavyweight Champion shares a satisfied grin with the Genereal Manager, but it doesn't last too long as they're interrupted by a grouchy voice.
??? I do hope I'm not interrupting anything.
Cena and Stephanie turn toward the door to her office to see none other than John Laurinaitis.
John Cena What are you doing here?!
John Laurinaitis I realise that you aren't fond of me John, I'm not exactly your number one fan either, but you are an employee, and that is no way to speak to the Executive Vice President of Talent Relations.
Angered by the tone Laurinaitis takes with him, Cena moves forward, the rage clearly building in his eyes, he stares down with the man infront of him before Stephanie steps in, pushing John back, trying to keep things civil, she turns to Laurinaitis.
Stephanie McMahon What exactly did you want, Laurinaitis?
John Laurinaitis I just wanted to come on over here and wish THE CHAMP, good luck in his match tonight.
Stephanie McMahon Well... That was nice of you. Now, if you'd excuse us, we have some business we need to take care of.
John Laurinaitis Of course, I just thought the champ would appreciate the little boost to his confidence considering the odds are so clearly stacked against him tonight.
Stephanie's interest is peaked, as is Cena's, and she quickly stops the leaving Laurinaitis.
Stephanie McMahon What do you mean the odds are stacked against him?
John Laurinaitis You didn't know?
The expression on Stephanie's face clearly shows that she has no clue what Laurinaitis is talking about.
John Laurinaitis I have to say Stephanie, that quite unprofessional of you. With the stipulation voted into his match at Digtial Decision, Jack Swagger's victory earned him the right to complete talent control over one, Stone Cold Steve Austin, and earlier tonight, Zeb Colter and Jack Swagger decided to name Stone Cold as the official special guest referee in the main event between Swagger and Cena over here.
Stephanie's jaw drops out of complete shock, while Cena appears to have lost his confidence, which has been replaced with frustration.
John Laurinaitis Well, that's all I wanted to say, do have a nice day now, both of you.
Laurinaitis promptly makes his exit, leaving Stephanie to deal with an angry Cena as the segment cuts away.
Just a small segment to help set up the main event. :}
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[Jim Ross] Well, ladies and gentlemen...it appears that Alicia Fox is going to be joining us in the ring right now. This is a woman who is twenty-four hours removed from a brutal strap match. Let's take a look back now at how that brutal match ended!
AJ's head lay limp against the turnbuckle supporting it, red welts, bruises, and small cuts appearing on her tanned back as Alicia continued to rain down lashes with the belt off AJ's own shorts, tossing it into the crowd for a lucky fan to go home with a souvenir. Alicia looked back to the chair before grabbing it. As AJ began to struggle to stand, Alicia swung the chair into AJ's backside, causing the top of AJ's head to smack against the post, a disgusting thud emitting throughout the American Airlines Center.
[Jim Ross] Oh my god! Oh my god! Her head! Stop the damn match, she could have a fractured skull!
Horrified gasps and groans emitted from the crowd as blood began to drip off of AJ's head down onto the apron, Alicia seemingly remorseless in her actions as she smacked the top turnbuckle above AJ's bleeding, broken body.
ALICIA FOX: 1 AJ LEE: 0
Walking over and straining to touch the top turnbuckle to the left of AJ, Alicia finally was able to reach a long leg out, touching it with her tippy-toes.
ALICIA FOX: 2 AJ LEE: 0
Actually skipping to mock the currently lifeless Diva, she skipped over to the turnbuckle north of where AJ was cuffed, smacking it as well.
ALICIA FOX: 3 AJ LEE: 0
[Jim Ross] Just end the match so AJ can get a doctor, damn it!
Alicia strained to try and drag AJ's broken, lifeless form towards the final turnbuckle. Finally, with one last hard pull, she actually pulled AJ's wrists from her restraints, the cuffs breaking and causing blood to trickle from her hands as well as blood pooled from the wound in her head. Satisfied, Alicia dragged AJ until she could smack the final turnbuckle, the bell ringing signifying the end of this brutal match.
ALICIA FOX: 4 AJ LEE: 0
With the match over, doctors and medical staff are finally able to race down to ringside, able to stop the bleeding from AJ's wounds before gently loading her onto a gourney, the last shot being of Alicia Fox celebrating on the top rope, then of AJ being wheeled to the back.
[Jim Ross] Looking at that footage again for a second time now...one has to wonder if Alicia did as she promised: If she truly ended the career of AJ Lee here in XWL?
[Michael Cole] Ah, yeah...the latest medical update on AJ is that she is currently resting in a Dallas hospital, in stable condition. However, she has suffered a very serious concussion as well as a bruised collarbone, which will keep her out of action for quite a while. We at XWL only wish AJ the best in her recovery.
Alicia smirks as she is now standing in the middle of the ring, microphone in one hand, using the other to fluff up her hair before speaking.
[Alicia Fox] Last night...last night I proved to not just myself, not just the fans in Dallas, but to fans around the world...that I...am always right.
Alicia's words drip of pure arrogance and cockiness as the fans boo her relentlessly, shouting chants of "Alicia sucks!" and "AJ Lee!", but the Foxy One pays no attention to their 'drivel', in her mind, and focuses on her braggadocios words as she continues.
[Alicia Fox] I proved that I am always right, by destroying AJ Lee...just like I promised the XWL Universe that I would last night at Digital Decision. It was almost fitting to watch her leave the ring exactly like she did in Chicago almost a month ago...on a stretcher, hanging onto her own consciousness by a thread, a battered, broken shell of a woman...but then again, she was always a pathetic shell of a woman. She had her moment in the sun, she had her fifteen minutes of fame. But those minutes are up, and now she can go back to Jersey, and go cry to Snooki and Pauly D about how she just couldn't get the job done, about how she's just not good enough to hang with the greatest Diva in XWL history!
[Alicia Fox] Now that the trash has faded back into obscurity where she belongs...Stephanie McMahon, you always want to talk about "what's best for business"? Well let's just get right down to the point. I...I am what's truly best for business, Stephanie. I proved that, by spending the last month pouring my heart out, and making promises that, unlike some that you have made yourself in the past, I made promises that I could actually keep. So, that said...I've proved my worth. I've beaten every lousy Diva this company has to offer. Paige, Layla, AJ Lee, Madison Rayne, Michelle McCool, and yes, even the Divas Champion herself, Madison Eagles. So instead of letting these idiots vote in Paige just for her to drop the ball for what...the fifth time, now? Come out here and do what's best for business. Make me the #1 Contender for the Divas Championship at International Incident, so I can take that title out of that fluke of a champion's hands and put it around the waist of the true Diva's champion, your's truly.
Alicia folds her arms over her bust as she, rather impatiently, awaits Stephanie to grace her with her presence. After a few moments, Stephanie still hasn't shown up, causing Alicia to scowl and sneer. Screaming, she slams the microphone down, walking to a corner and ripping the top turnbuckle apart, causing foam to splay out all over the ring, kicking it around the ring and dropping down to a seated position in the corner, pouting to herself childishly. Finally, Stephanie appears on the titantron.
[Stephanie McMahon] Well, Alicia...I can't say that I haven't been impressed with you as of late. So...I'll oblige. You are officially the #1 Contender. And as the #1 Contender...I expect you to face and overcome all challenges. So right now, you will go one-on-one with...Madison Rayne.
Alicia glares at the stage as Madison Rayne comes out, doing her queen wave before flashing a grin towards Alicia, who is still shooting daggers at XWL's "Killer Queen", and the woman who shaved Candice LeRae bald last night as we cut to a quick commercial break.
We're back live on XWL Breakdown with Madison Rayne and Alicia Fox currently duking it out in the ring. Alicia goes to kick Madison's head off as she lays in the corner, but Rayne ducks, causing Alicia's right leg to get hung up on the top rope! Rayne drops down, getting Alicia into a schoolgirl, picking up the three count!
Alicia pops up slamming her fists against the mat as Rayne escapes the tantrum without harm, holding her arm up in victory as Fox unzips her right boot, hopping around as she removes it, tossing it at Rayne who dodges the flying article of clothing. Alicia shouts and screams and jumps around in a fit of rage before sliding out, confronting a fan who's laughing at her, grabbing the popcorn bucket he's holding and tossing it aside, causing the buttery snack to fly across the ringside area. Alicia sits in the corner of the barricade, rocking back and forth with her right hand's nails in her mouth as XWL fades into its next segment.
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The Viper Saying that I should "bring The Viper back"...
The Viper .. Well the Viper has been slain..
The Viper By the only man on this earth capable of such a feat..
Randall Keith Orton Randall…. Keith…. Orton….
King Is that…?
JR Bah Gawd!! It is!!! Randy Orton!! I haven't heard that theme in a long time!!
The crowd gives off a mixed reaction
King What do you think Randy meant when he said that The Viper has been slain??
JR I have no idea, but I do know one thing, this man right here isn't The Viper!! The Viper never looked THAT confident!!!
King Ever since he lost The King of the Ring finals to John Cena, Randy Orton hasn't been able to bounce back. Maybe this… Well whatever it is, is his way of saying that he's sick of being out of the spotlight for so long!!
JR Well he tasted some of the spotlight in the finals of the King of Ring, maybe this is him wanting more!!!
Orton requests a mic and looks out at the crowd with a smirk on his face.
Randall Keith Orton Yes ladies and gentleman it is I, Randall Keith Orton; Grandson of Bob Orton Sr. and the proud son of Bob "The Cowboy" Orton!!
The crowd lets out a pop.
Randall Keith Orton I'm a thirteen time World Champion, three time Intercontinental Champion, I've won a Tag Team Title, hell I've even won the Xtreme and Pure Championships as well!! And you want to know why I've done it all? Well it's simple really, it's because I have it all! I'm the whole package. I've got the look, I've got the size, and most importantly I've got the legacy to back it all up. While our current World Champion John Cena was a kid, dreaming about becoming a Superstar, I was busy rubbing elbows at the dinner table with the real life version of little John's actions figures. John might have be bred for this industry, but he wasn't born into it like me. I'm the real deal, I'm the one that should be on the cover of all the magazines, I'm the one who should be standing tall at the start and end of each and every show, I'm Randall Keith Orton and I demand the respect that I deserve!!!!
Randall Keith Orton I'm done playing second fiddle to should be indy stars like Dean Ambrose, and I'm sick of watching from the back as John Cena steals the spotlight that SHOULD BE MINE!!
A "Cena Sucks" chant begins to start up
Randall Keith Orton I'd like to stop you right there, I don't want your support, I don't need your support, in fact, the ONLY reason that I'm not THE Main Event like I deserve to be… Well, is because of each and every one of YOU green eyed so called fans!!!
The crowd quickly turns on Orton
Randall Keith Orton Vince McMahon knows that I deserve to be at the top. He respects the power that comes behind having an important last name. Stephanie McMahon also knows that I should be the face of the XWL right now, and if it wasn't for all of you I'd be just that. I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE KING OF THE RING!! Not John Cena. That was MY tournament to win!!! What happened that night was a fluke!! A travesty for the future of this company!!! If John and I were to meet in this ring again and face off we both know that he'd fall victim to an R..K..O!! Because lightning never strikes twice!!
Randall Keith Orton .. After my loss to John Cena I wasn't deterred. Sure, I wasn't able to win the King of the Ring like Stephanie expected of me, and sure we were going to have to resort to Plan B in order to get me to my rightful place as the World Heavyweight Champion… Or so I thought. You see, Stephanie didn't have a Plan B, Stephanie said that.. Oh how'd she put it?… "Randy, the fans, they just really aren't that into you anymore"…
The crowd lets out a cheer before shouting "You Suck"
Randall Keith Orton So down the ladder I went, hell I didn't even have a match booked for Digital Decision!! All because of you people!! All because you don't know the damn meaning of the word RESPECT!!
Randall Keith Orton I'm a third generation superstar, that in itself should be enough to have you out of your damn chairs cheering my name!! But you people are just a bunch of jealous nobodies!! You work your whole life to get a degree or experience, then you see people like me, people who have a foot in the door already, people who come from a legacy destined for greatness, you see us get the priority over you and you think you have the right to be upset about it? You people should be lucky that people like me even let you lower class nobodies work their way into the same positions as us in the first place!! So what do you do? You take your anger out on me. You boo me because you are upset that you can't be me. Well the only person that you should be booing is yourself, for not having a legacy that is worth a damn!! And maybe instead of hating me, you should spend your time trying to be more like me!! After all, I am the rightful face of this company, I am the one who you should all be looking up to, and whether you people support me or not I WILL take my rightful place at the top of this pack.. You just wait and see..
Randall Keith Orton I don't need to be "The Viper" in order to be a threat in this company. Long before The Viper came into existence I was Randall Keith Orton; Grandson of Bob Orton Sr. and son of Bob "The Cowboy" Orton!! And that's the man who deserves to be the face of this company, that's the man who deserves to be the World Champion of this company!!!! And that's exactly what I plan on becoming!!
Randall Keith Orton It has always been my destiny to become a professional wrestler, after all this industry is in my blood, since day one I was always meant to live up to the Orton name… Well I don't know about you all, but I think that I not only lived up to it, but I improved it!! And there are only two other people backstage that can say the same… The Rock…. And Vince McMahon…. Not Curtis Axel… Not Ted DiBiase… Not Cody Rhodes…. Not-
King Wait a second…
Orton looks towards the stage in confusion as to the crowd's delight…
King It's Goldust!!! He's back!!!!
The crowd goes wild as Goldust enters through the curtain. He points at Orton, shouting angrily as the crowd backs him up. Orton is fuming in the middle of the ring, not believing that Goldust had the nerve to interrupt him. He exits the ring and meets Goldust on the outside, but the Rhodes family members is able to get the best of him, throwing him into the barricade!!
The crowd continues to go nuts as Goldust continues to throw Orton around on the outside!!
A ref runs down the ramp to separate the two. He is able to back Goldust up and convince the painted man to enter the ring before going to check on Orton who pushes him away and charges into the ring after his attacker!!! The ref has no choice but to ring the bell, forcing the two to settle their differences the way that it's meant to be settled in this company!!
Goldust vs. Randy Orton NORMAL MATCH
The two begin to exchange blows in the middle of the ring, back and forth, neither man refusing to give in until Orton swings at Goldust with a right hook but misses!! Goldust answers back by dropping to back and knocking Orton to the floor with a uppercut!! He goes for the pin..1…Kick out!! Goldust continues to beat on Orton for a while, holding control of the match until The Legend Killer is able to duck a clothesline!! Goldust charges again, but is brought to the mat with a scoop powerslam!! Orton pins…1… Kick out!!! Orton quickly grabs Goldust and throws him over the ropes…. Rope Hung DDT!!! Pin!!..1…2. Kick out!!!! Orton slams the mat in frustration before running the ropes, going for a clothesline but is ducked!! On the return he takes Goldust down with a thez prez, following it with an array of punches!! Goldust is able to grab ahold of Orton and spins him around so that he is on top. The painted Rhodes family member lashes out with his own set of punches on the downed Orton. He then gets to his feet and climbs to the top rope, waiting for Orton to get to his feet and.. Diving Cross body!! Goldust waits for Orton to get to his feet and…. Final Cut!!!! 1…..2….. Kick Out!!! The crowd goes wild as Goldust drags Orton into the corner and sets him up for the Shattered Dreams!! He backs up and charges!!! But Orton is able to roll out of the way!! Goldust turns around right into an Angle Slam from Orton!!!! Randy goes into the corner… Goldust is on his knees!!!… Orton charges and… Goldust just rolls out of the way of the punt!!!! So close!! Goldust turns right into a backbreaker, causing him to spin around holding his back in pain, right into an RKO!!!!!!! 1…2…3…!!!
Orton celebrates his victory as the crowd lets out a loud boo.
Cole Say what you want about this "new" or "old" Randy Orton, but he's right. He doesn't need The Viper to be a threat!!! XWL watch out!! Randall Keith Orton is here!!!
We then go to yet another video to hype up the Main Event!!!!!!!!
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Dammit Matt you have a guy that has actual caps now, use them
http://orton-photos.com/index.php?cat=5
Dammit! I am not as lucky as Matt, but I got some luck today finding and screen caping some Rob Van Dam pictures for my promos. Tumblr is an ok place for me to find some. You will be seeing some old 2011 RVD promo pics from this website.
This week I used my crappy 5 min render-copy onto a background picture.
TheFilthParade Main Eventer
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Dammit Matt you have a guy that has actual caps now, use them
http://orton-photos.com/index.php?cat=5
Dammit! I am not as lucky as Matt, but I got some luck today finding and screen caping some Rob Van Dam pictures for my promos. Tumblr is an ok place for me to find some. You will be seeing some old 2011 RVD promo pics from this website.
This week I used my crappy 5 min render-copy onto a background picture.
http://www.pwpix.net/superstars/r/robvandam/
Couple of sets of interview caps in there.
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As the night carries on, Xwl returns from a commercial break. The fans all around the arena are sitting discussing the events and great matches that they have already seen so far in the evening. The cameras begin panning across the sea of fans which brings forth more than a few cheers of excitement because they know XWL is back live. As everyone suspects that something may just be about to happen a somewhat unfamiliar theme starts to play.
As the music begins to pick up there is no mistake about it, the Sinister Scotsman is back. Nothing happens for a few moments as the fans are forced to listen to the slow going music, anxiously awaiting McIntyre to emerge from behind the curtain. Eventually, as soon as the music begins to pick up a little, Drew slowly walks out. There are small portions of the audience all over the place both cheering and booing the Scotsman but the vast majority remain silent, obviously not knowing what to think or simply not caring. It doesn't matter though as Drew hasn't taken any notice of anyone but instead has his eyes focused on the ring. After a brief pause atop the ramp he begins making his way to the ring, lifting a microphone from the announcers booth before entering.
As Drew stands alone in the ring he patiently waits with an expressionless face for his music to stop. When it does and with all eyes on him, he raises the mic and speaks.
Drew McIntyre For the benefit of those who don't know who I am, let me introduce myself. My name... Is Drew McIntyre.
As if expecting the arena to erupt in cheers Drew lowers the mic and looks to the mat, face still expressionless. After a slightly awkward silence he raises the mic again.
Drew McIntyre What seems like a very long time ago I was once handpicked by a man named Vincent Kennedy McMahon to be a future world champion and brought into WWE at a very young age. That seems like a pretty solid platform for greatness right? Years later, anyone with that kind of start should at least have audiences know their name and react in some way to seeing them but here I am, needing to introduce myself.
Drew begins pacing back and forth in the ring, shaking the mic slightly in his hand.
Drew McIntyre I think it goes without saying that something went wrong along the way. The silence from basically all of you says a lot, you don't care about me and honestly I don't blame you. Yes, there'll be a few of you here who genuinely don't know who I am but I'd wager that number isn't very high. I've been in this company before, in fact I was here literally just a few weeks ago. It's pretty damn obvious that you all don't care and I accept that.
After saying this he stops and looks out and all the faces staring back at him.
After another few moments of silence Drew raises the mic again.
Drew McIntyre When I first decided that professional wrestling is what I wanted to do I was so determined, so ruthless, so relentless... I knew it would be very very hard but I didn't care. I was prepared to do absolutely anything and everything to achieve that goal and that's why I made it to WWE so quickly. Even for the first while in WWE I showed that I had what it takes and would do anything, quickly winning the Intercontinental championship and Tag Team championships. Then something went wrong.
Drew squints his face a little, thinking back at on those days then shakes it off.
Drew McIntyre I'm not going to get into what happened because quite frankly it doesn't matter. What does matter is that I had lost the drive that I once had, the determination that I once had and the ruthlessness that made me who I am. I floated along and drifted into obscurity, waiting for a chance but the chance never came. Not too long ago I looked at myself in the mirror and I asked myself "Is this still what you wanna do with your life?" I mean I'm still young, 29, I have plenty of time to make something of myself, right? You wanna know what I did?
Drew smirks, showing the first really sign of emotion since coming out here. At this point the audience are still silent but more so now because they are entranced by what McIntyre is saying.
Drew McIntyre I kicked a damn hole in the mirror. Wrestling is all I've ever wanted to do and I'm not going to stop until I'm the greatest superstar on the planet. Every road has its bumps and I've certainly had mine but no more am I going to allow it to keep me down! You know that determination that got me going in the first place? The ruthlessness, the aggression? It all comes back with me. Mark my words, today is a new day. Today marks the beginning of the rise of Drew McIntyre! It's time I took my place at the top!
At this point the fans are beginning to finally make some noise but just as they are starting to get going, a new theme hits the sound system and steals their attention.
Drew rolls his eyes, shrugging his shoulders and backing up into the nearest corner. The fans are all on their feet, giving Bobby Roode the ovation that McIntyre so desperately wanted. This is clearly bugging Drew as he laughs to himself, shaking his head in disgust. Finally Bobby emerges from the back, stopping at the top of the ramp to take it all in. His and Drew's eyes meet for just a brief moment, but long enough for Roode to know that he's dealing with an angry McIntyre.
Bobby circles the ring, picking up the microphone that was left for him on his way up the steel steps. He's not fooling around, no cherry picking, he gets right in Drew's face, his music dying down.
The IT Factor . . . Drew. Drew McIntyre . . . Yeah, I've heard of you, thought you'd be taller. I've heard the stories, just like everybody else has. Vince McMahon handpicked you to be a future World Heavyweight champion! Hmm, just looking at you here, I've gotta say, I don't see what he saw in you. Myself!? Drew, I've already been a World champion before, I've already been at the top of the mountain. Once you're there . . . Once you've felt what it's like to hold that gold in your hands, once you've felt what it's like to be the BEST, you just can't get enough. You hunger for it, Drew, it consumes you. But, you wouldn't know anything about that, now would you? No, because you've never been a World champion. You didn't live up to the hype, everything that I've heard about you, that these people have heard about you . . . It's all just a myth. But still you come out here and expect some grand entrance, you expect these people to bow down and worship you, give me a break, kid. You haven't earned that level of respect, not yet.
The IT Factor You come out here and you blabber on about this and that, you talk about showing no mercy. You say that, that you've got ruthless aggression, hmm. Maybe so, but I know EXACTLY what you don't have, Drew. I know EXACTLY why these people don't respect you, why you're a- well, joke. I know why you never got that shot at the World Heavyweight championship. Drew, I KNOW why, you let your wife beat you like there's no tomorrow . . . You don't have the IT factor. You don't, plain and simple. Look at me, Drew, take a good long look. I have the IT factor of professional wrestling. That's why these people love me, and it's why I love them. We're in this together, I love to wrestle and they love to watch me wrestle. John Cena, CM Punk, Shawn Michaels . . . They all have IT. Drew . . . You just- you don't. Look at yourself, you're out here talking but nothing's coming out. These people, Drew, they don't CARE! You could be gone tomorrow, and guess what? Nobody would even bat an eyelash. And that's sad, it is, because I do see the potential in you. There IS a fire in you, Drew, you've just gotta let it burn.
The IT Factor But WHY am I out here!? It's not to rain on your parade, it really isn't. I'm out here, Drew, simply to try and help you. These fans, just like me, can see the potential that you have. You've just never been given a chance. I get it! I do. Drew, I'm out here tonight to finally give you that chance. I'm out here tonight, to offer you my support. Let me help you, Drew. Let me help you show these people, the world, what you've got locked up inside. Your IT factor.
Bobby lowers his microphone, placing a hand on McIntyre's shoulder. Drew glares down at it, grinding his teeth as he goes to respond.
Drew McIntyre Thought I'd be taller eh?
As Drew leans away from the corner to stand upright Roode removes his hand from Drew's shoulder and backs off a little. Now standing at a good 4 or 5 inches taller than Roode he continues speaking.
Drew McIntyre Weren't you listening to what I was saying before you decided to come out here and interrupt me? I know these people don't care about me, I know I didn't live up to the hype, it's literally what I was saying already. As for what happened? Tread lightly because it's none of your damn business.
Roode backs up even more nodding and saying "okay" with a smile slapped across his face.
Drew McIntyre I do wish it was different though. I mean the reaction you got coming out here? I want that, and you're right you did earn it. You were a world champion after all. A world champion in the most difficult and challenging wrestling industry there is which made you the best in the world... Actually no scratch that last part. Either way the point is you are a former world champion and you have earned these people's respect.
Drew McIntyre And now you're wanting to help me? Why would you want to do that? Maybe you're looking for a bodyguard or something, I don't know. If I didn't know any better I'd say you're doing this out of the kindness of your heart but unfortunately Robert I do know who you are, I know the type of person you can be. Still, I'd be an idiot not to accept help from a former world champion such as yourself wouldn't I?
A smile appears on Drew's face after saying this and an even bigger one on Roode's, a fair portion of the fans around the arena are also showing they like the idea with their cheers gradually getting louder.
Drew McIntyre Alright then.
With this, Roode begins clapping a little and turns to the fans to draw a little more noise from them before turning back to Drew and extending his hand out in front of him. Ignoring Roode for now, Drew looks around at the fans for a brief minute taking in all the noise then looks down at Roode's hand and launches himself forward, catching Roode in the face with a vicious boot. All cheers grind to a halt as Roode rolls out of the ring clutching his head and are then replaced with boos as Drew follows.
Drew rolls Roode onto his back and begins raining down hard punches to his head, every hard hitting blow being heard over the crescendo of boos. With Roode trying his best to block the punches, Drew gets back to his feet and pulls Roode up with him before launching him into the barricade and continuing the punches. Roode still barely managing to block a few of the blows, Drew once again pulls him up and slams him into the barricade again, and again, and again with the back of Roode's head bouncing off it every time. After the fourth time Drew stops and takes a step back, analyzing the damage he has done before throwing his arms into the air, allowing the boos to rain down on him. As the doctor darts over to check on Bobby's condition Drew pushes him aside and viciously stamps on Roode's head. Not yet satisfied with the damage he has done Drew grabs Roode's arm and drags him over to the metal ramp and dropping him there. A minute passes as Drew stands over the seemingly lifeless body in front of him before eventually pulling Roode to his feet, hooking his arms, and swings himself backwards delivering his signature Future Shock DDT, driving Roode's head into the unforgiving steel. Finally satisfied, Drew rolls back into the ring, grabs the mic and exits again, kneeling down beside Roode. He takes a moment to catch his breath before speaking.
Drew McIntyre I really do thank you for that. I mean talking about it is good but you know what they say, actions speak louder than words and what I just did to you... Well, lets just say the message is there. So sincerely, thank you for your help.
With that, Drew stands back up, drops the mic and raises his arms into the air taking in the jeers until they are drowned out when his music begins playing once again. Doctors rush over to help Roode as soon as Drew begins to walk away. The screen fades to black for the next segment.
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Brock and Rock tussle for awhile before Brock Lesnar is able to hoist The Rock above his head and nail him with a monstrous F5.
The signature sound of a Brock Lesnar victory rings out as both Brock and Rock seem at least mildly fatigued at the conclusion of this match. Neither man backed down easily, but at the end one of them had to give in and that's exactly what's happened here.
Jerry Lawler That was quite a match!
Michael Cole Lesnar has won his first match back here and, despite his new-found comedic side, seems to be just as legitimate of a competitor inside the ring.
Jim Ross That seems to be the case. Lesnar was on top of his game here tonight.
Lesnar isn't in any mood to be celebrating, but the ref still draws him to the center of the ring for the necessary arm-raise after a victory. Brock Lesnar stands, huffing and puffing, smack in the middle of the ring and his eyes shift over to The Rock who possibly hasn't even let the fact that he came up short here tonight sink in yet because he's in a heap on the ground near the corner.
Jerry Lawler It's Angle! Angle is coming out!
Michael Cole He doesn't belong here. What does he think he's doing?
Jim Ross Well, Angle really didn't take kindly to Lesnar's cheap shot on him and I guess he didn't think the kick to Lesnar's ribs earlier was enough.
Just as Lesnar's theme song was ringing in the ears of the XWL Universe another theme song that Lesnar is all-too-familiar with begins to sound off in the arena as the fans let out a huge pop. Lesnar knows exactly what this means and, as he's not in the perfect condition to defend himself, you have to think The Beast is a bit worried. Then again, it's Brock Lesnar and he may never be worried. Kurt takes a step onto the ramp where he shoots his eyes down at Brock and begins speaking.
Kurt Angle Brock, Brock, Brock... you've really outdone yourself this time. So, remember how on my debut I said that I was getting back in touch with the younger generations? Well, I found this thing called the internet...
Lesnar stares Angle down and shouts inaudible things at him, but Kurt isn't fazed as the crowd is very interested in what he's got to say.
Kurt Angle Well, I found this thing called XWL.Com and I just thought I had to tell you the people there don't seem to like you very much. Oh it's true, it's damn true!
A loud pop can be heard as many of the fans, the ones that don't like Brock Lesnar (as some actually do), know that their endless typing on their keyboards hasn't been put to waste and their savior, Kurt Angle, is going to voice their concerns when it comes to XWL Superstar, Brock Lesnar.
Kurt Angle Actually, I prepared a slideshow to show you before I go down to the ring and kick your ass!
Brock Lesnar is heard shouting "Get your ass in here right now!" but Angle neither obliges or acknowledges that's even been said as he stands pat, whirling in his frenzy of cheers, smug as ever. Then, as Angle had promised, images begin to pop up on the screen.
Kurt Angle This one is pretty basic, but it's true.
Lesnar is a shade of red and simply staring down Angle as if to suggest he better stop or he'll soon face the severe consequences. However, do you really think that would deter Angle?
Kurt Angle I have a problem here because this one is implying that you ever weren't ruined. We both know that's not true, Brock.
Kurt Angle Here's one that acknowledges my amazing charisma, but sadly my charisma hasn't rubbed off on you... yet.
Brock pretty much can't take Angle's slideshow by now especially after he just won a match as Brock Lesnar hops out of the ring and begins to slowly walk up the ramp. Kurt, still, refuses to pay him mind as he quickly shows the last picture of the showing.
Kurt Angle And here's my personal favorite... this guy took the time out of his day to write an explicit letter detailing all of the reasons you suck.
By now, Lesnar is only a solid ten feet away as Angle's voice tails off at the very end to now come face-to-face with the behemoth that is Lesnar. Angle takes a wrestling stance while Lesnar, red in the face, prepares to lunge for him. Brock does so and takes Angle down on the ramp! Lesnar cocks back his fist as he's about to launch a huge right into Angle's face just as he did at Digital Decision, but Angle slips from under him and Lesnar drills the floor below him! Brock is stunned from the impact as Angle begins running towards the ring.
Jerry Lawler Look at Lesnar! He's even enough to make Angle run in fear.
Michael Cole I would run from that man too.
Jim Ross Kurt Angle better hope something turns his way and quick!
Kurt Angle slips into the ring where The Rock is now standing and they make awkward eye contact. Clearly, The Rock is just now recovering from his loss while Angle is in a fight of his own. Rock just stands aside clearly showing no intentions to interfere in this scuffle on either behalf... Angle pleas for The Rock to help him, but there's no give from Rocky. Then, Lesnar slides into the ring and charges for Angle. He ducks under a punch and...
Lesnar throws Angle back with a german suplex! He keeps his hands locked on Angle and rolls over before performing another one! Angle is scratching and clawing at Brock's grip to try and get free, but he can't and Lesnar knows it as he launches him back once more for a triple german suplex... Angle's own signature move! Brock gets to his feet and screams after he's just nailed Angle with this move, but Kurt takes the opportunity to roll out of the ring. Lesnar rolls out of the ring after Kurt, though, not allowing a chance for the Olympic Gold Medalist to catch his breath. Angle is on his knees and pretty much helpless for the time being, but Lesnar cares not as he lifts him to his feet and then onto his shoulders...
Jerry Lawler Oh my god. What is Brock Lesnar planning here?
Michael Cole I wouldn't want to find out if I was Kurt Angle!
Lesnar eyes the steel steps and it looks terrible for Angle. Lesnar has Angle stretched across his shoulders as he launches him on top of the steel steps with a scoop powerslam! Kurt falls back first onto the steel and he yelps out in obvious pain, but Brock isn't through here. The fans begin to boo as it becomes more obvious that their hero Kurt Angle won't be able to come back from this beating. They'll just have to hope he's able to show up next week. Lesnar mercilessly lifts up the damaged-goods which were once an Olympic Gold Medalist and leads him towards the corner barricade as he slams him as hard as he can into the barricade before tackling him into it as well! The barricade nearly topples over, but somehow doesn't as the fans equally gasp at the sights they've seen here.
Jerry Lawler Ouch! Right into the barricade!
Michael Cole Lesnar is a beast. There's no stopping Brock Lesnar when he's gone into a mode like this.
Jim Ross Angle could be broken in half! The fans are eating Lesnar alive for this.
Brock grabs a semi-conscious Kurt Angle and drags him towards the ring apron where he lifts and rolls Angle inside. Surely, he must want center-stage for the grand finale of this beating. Was it really called for, though? Lesnar got one good shot on Angle and then Angle got him back with a kick. There was really no need to go to these lengths, but nonetheless Lesnar slides into the ring and, as he stands dead-center of the ring, Brock Lesnar picks up Angle for just the move you'd expect him to...
Jerry Lawler No! Don't do it, Brock!
Michael Cole I agree with Lawler. Angle has had enough here... he doesn't need this!
Lesnar plants Kurt Angle hard!
Jim Ross He did it! Brock Lesnar just sent Angle into another dimension!
Brock Lesnar certainly seems proud of himself with his work here on Kurt Angle while the fans seem to be the furthest from proud. Lesnar approaches The Rock, who is strangely still in the ring (then again, who wouldn't be? He gets to see the Brock Lesnar show up-close and personal!), and he begins mouthing off. The camera picks up Lesnar saying "You got off easy... this is what happens!" among many other things to The Rock. Rock doesn't seem to want any sort of confrontation because he's got an enemy of his own to worry about so he just backs off and begins to step out of the ring... When...
Jerry Lawler The lights are out! That only means one thing!
Michael Cole Undertaker!
The ever-eerie theme of The Deadman sounds off in the arena as the fans are on their feet, though booing as of late, for one of the most phenomenal performers in wrestling history. The lights flick on and Brock Lesnar is now nowhere to be found and Kurt Angle has also disappeared... all that is left is Undertaker and The Rock face to face.
Pretend Angle isn't being nosy.
Jerry Lawler You can feel the tension! After consecutive beat-downs The Rock received from the Undertaker The Rock is now face-to-face with The Undertaker!
Michael Cole And this time the druids are nowhere to be found. It's just these two!
Jim Ross 'Taker must have heard Rock call him out on being a coward earlier in the show because he's decided to man up and meet him one on one.
The Undertaker tries to intimidate The Rock just using his eyes, but The Rock is above that. He won't fall for silly mind games like this one The Undertaker is trying to play. 'Taker, sensing this, smirks a bit in his devilish way. Then, out of nowhere, an infuriated Rock lunges forward with a punch and clocks The Undertaker in the face! 'Taker is taken aback by this and it forces him to have no time to react to what's next...
That's going to be The Undertaker, okay?
Jerry Lawler He just planted The Undertaker! Incredible!
Michael Cole What a thud.
Jim Ross The Deadman isn't invincible after all!
The Rock is immediately satisfied by his actions, but he's not done. The Rock prances over to the downed Undertaker and begins removing an elbow pad... he runs the ropes... the fans are roaring with approval and then SLAM! The Rock drills The Undertaker with The People's Elbow! The People have what they want and it's their elbow drilling The Undertaker!
Jim Ross After everything 'Taker did to The Rock it was only justice that this happened.
After a shocking turn of events for The Deadman he's now the one laying unconscious in the center of the ring. Rock merely looks on as his millions root for 'Rocky! Rocky! Rocky!'
Rock's song blares throughout the PA as he's done his deed for the night. Rock smiles and raises his eyebrow to the camera now as he stands on top of the turnbuckle and we fade away into commercial...
Jerry Lawler What a segment that became... We first saw Brock defeat Rock and then we saw Angle come out and humiliate Brock... but then soon-after it was Lesnar who dehumanized Kurt Angle with an F5. Then, it wasn't done just yet.
Michael Cole No, it wasn't. The Deadman appeared, but this time he showed up alone and that was a huge mistake. He greatly underestimated The Rock and he received a Rock Bottom AND a People's Elbow in return.
Jim Ross Now, we've left our viewers with two important questions. What will happen next between Brock Lesnar and Kurt Angle after the beating that Lesnar gave to Angle and what will become of The Undertaker after he suffered from those two devastating moves and certainly a huge loss of pride.
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Last night saw your votes have an impact on a number of things, such as The Intercontinental Championship Match that saw champion Sheamus take on the challenger, Ted DiBiase. This was Ted's chance at righting the wrong that is his past, capturing the one, that got away...but the factors in this match weren't just what you could decide it would be, but a story, a much greater story that needed to be told. For Final Stand was the final night that this man, Ted DiBiase had a voice. That final defeat, that crushing humiliation that followed, silenced him, up until this point. Gradually that confidence was building back up, slowly but surely the old Ted, the focused, the ready and able to do anything man was resurfacing. Yet still, not a word had been uttered, and we weren't sure one ever would again.
The votes were revealed, and the option that at first didn't seem as bad, quickly became the worst possible choice his former "DiBiase Posse" could have chosen. I Quit, the man that forces one man into a vocal submission, a point where he can no longer withstand the fight that he had to submit, but not by pounding the mat or kicking his leg....no, you had to say those two pride diminishing words. Footage of the match plays for us now, Ted fighting valiantly, but not enough...he'd shake his head, refuse to give up, go through the announce table, still refuse...deny the fans of what they wanted, which was him to be forced out of his self induced silence. What is a man to do when pitted against a warrior like Sheamus? No matter what you do it never seems to be enough, he never seems to lose that fighting spirit, that ability to get back up within seconds...
No doubt Ted asked himself that question throughout the match, as his chances slowly got worse until the point that he knew....with this crowd against him, the odds that were far from in his favor...that this was it, he had nothing left...no energy, the ability to fight, and one final Brogue Kick later to that tight shut jaw that hadn't uttered single sound in over one hundred days...and it was kicked wide open....releasing the grip of the silence that had bound it shut all this time, and the two words, that followed. "I......Quit....." for so long Ted had kept to himself, not let anyone know what was exactly going through his mind, where he actually stood. Yet in that moment, that was it....whether he wanted to or not, he was forced to relinquish it all...those two words, the only words Ted has spoken in months, replay for us, slowly, giving us the full effect that those words had on not only himself, but the crowd that heard it all first hand. The footage fades, and still those two words replay over and over, getting more quiet with each time until it's so quiet, that it almost can't be heard anymore. Soon our visual needs are met by a change in scenery, the current crowd here in Oklahoma City. They too just saw that recap, and they're like Ted once himself, speechless...whether you like the guy or not, that was a powerful moment, because you saw a man lose his power, that right to silence was taken from him...was it too far? Should Stephanie have not allowed a stipulation that required Ted to break his silence? Or is that just another price you have to pay for getting into this business, losing yourself...and sometimes the ability to do, think, and say...or not say...whatever you want.
Johnny Gargano's theme fills the arena, and we all know what that means, last night wasn't a good night for The Whole Shebang, so no doubt he and his buddies are coming out to to downplay all of it. But one thing that cannot be an afterthought in the mind of anyone, is the fact that Ted's silence was broken, and he said those two ego crushing words, I Quit. Not long after Johnny's theme starts, he walks out from behind the curtain, not lacking in the confidence department by the looks of things. His arms are spread wide, and he stops just at the top of the stage and turns around, motions for all eyes to look his way. Out next is "The Problem Solver" that wasn't able to solve his problem with Shinsuke Nakamura last night. Tomko's got a scar on his forehead from when he was stitched up after The Japanese Death Match. He's gott be hurting, that's for certain...but he doesn't let it show. Next out behind him, is Ted DiBiase himself, not oozing arrogance like his fellow partners, he's quiet...he's serious, he's not looking around at the audience or paying anything any sort of attention. It's as if he's in his own world, perhaps a world where he wasn't forced to break his silence.
[King] There they are, The Whole Shebang. I don't even know what they can say after last night, that was not a good night for them, especially not for Ted.
[JR] The fans held the control last night, and their decision heavily impacted the outcome of the evens that transpired. Ted was put into a position he no doubt didn't like, and Tomko...well, the wound on his forehead says it all.
[Michael Cole] So they had a bad night, everyone has a bad night. But you get back up, you dust yourself off, and you move on.
All three men head down the ramp in unison, ignoring the crowd, setting their sights on the ring, and no doubt a couple of microphones to get some things off their chests. The question is, will one of those microphones now go to Ted, or is he still going to be the quiet one of the group? Wasting no time at all, they quickly reach the end of the ramp, and together they climb up onto the apron. Tomko places his foot on the bottom rope, raising the middle rope for his pals to go in. Quite the polite person, isn't he? Once Johnny enters, and Ted follows, Tomko joins the two in the ring. Johnny Gargano motions for Lillian to hand over her microphone through the ropes, and after contemplating it she passes it to Johnny and then takes her leave.
[Johnny Gargano] When you think about Digital Decision ladies and gentleman there are many things you can think about. How about the return of the three stooges known as the SHIELD? Or... or.... how about John Cena not helping Shawn Michaels? Last not forget about Madison Eagles defending her title in yet another not so stellar title match. Now let me tell you what you can forget, you can forget the fact that The Problem was not solved at Digital Decision because Naka-nota-murica got the victory over Tomko in such a....a... unjust manner. You can forget the fact that I was not even on the card and the thing you really need to think about is the fact that Teddy sai--
Without warning, Ted unexpectedly snatches the mic right out of his partner's hand, and grabs it for his own. The crowd isn't sure what to expect, Ted's only said two words in the span of hundred days, and those words weren't by his own power.
[Ted DiBiase] What we have here, is a failure....to communicate. See, you people have this all wrong. For months, all I've heard about is, the fact that I've not spoken a word, and many of you might wonder why that is, right? Well it's quite simple, yet apparently last night came as a surprise to you. It's true, I Quit. But that wasn't me giving up, the final hurrah of my career. When I let those two words out, that was me talking not just for the first time in quite some time...but a statement at the same time. I quit this, this whole idea that I have to be this, or I have to be that. Either I'm my father's modern day clone, or I'm some clown for comedic relief. There was never a middle ground, there was never hey, you can just be, oh...I don't know? Whatever you wanna be? A crazy ideal, isn't it? That you can be neither good, nor bad, that you can be whatever you wanna be in that moment.
[Ted DiBiase] See, I've been silent these three months as a learning exercise actually. Not saying a thing, I've let you determine what it is, I am. Am I good for winning, no matter how it may be? Apparently not, apparently...despite not saying a damn thing against anybody, or insulting a single person within the past oh what, a hundred days? I am still deemed a "bad guy." But why is this? Because you decide what I am? I've not crossed any hairs, I've fought...I've wrestled, I've made statements that were so loud, no words would do them justice. But that's not important, is it? You want someone to make you laugh, or be a hero all the time, or defend people that well, should be defending themselves.
[Ted DiBiase] But the truth is, the funny truth...the ha ha, oh this is rich...truth...is that I'm your every day average guy that just so happens to be damn good at this thing you call, wrestling. It's in my blood, I give it my all every time I'm in this ring, and that...that should be speak for itself. But instead of seeing my hard work through my actions in this ring...all you've cared about, is the fact that I've chosen by my own accord, to not talk. My entire career, I've said, and done...quite frankly, what everyone else thinks I should. I came back, and people were like oh god this crap again? When will this guy be serious? So what do I do? That same night, I do something completely out of character. I attack the former World Heavyweight Champion, Alberto Del Rio...instantly that enraged you. Why Ted, WHY?!
[Ted DiBiase] How could you do such a thing? You were supposed to be the last good guy we could depend on...but, that's just it....I was good because I did what you wanted me to, I wanted to be liked, and truth be told...we all do, somewhere inside of us want that. But as you grow in this business, you learn a very valuable lesson, which is why I'm dubbed the "experience" of this "Whole Shebang." You have to do whatever it takes to succeed in this industry. It's dog eat dog, nice guys as the saying goes, finish last. So while we may have the support, the love, the t-shirt sales and a huge advantage in voting events such as, the one you saw last night, Digital Decision....that happens once a year, what are guys like that supposed to do the other 364 days?
[Ted DiBiase] What I want out of this business, isn't to be somebodies puppet. I don't wanna be controlled by my father,and I don't wanna be controlled by you. Now if that makes me "evil" for wanting to be my own man, then so be it. But us, big Tomko here, The Cat's Pajamas Johnny Gargano right there, and myself...we're here to do one thing, and that's prove why we're the best. If we get a little hate along the way, great. If we get some love, cool...but the days of us wrestlers jumping at your every beckon call are coming to an end. At the end of the day, you come to see us! You don't decide what is right, and what is wrong...because in wrestling, there is neither right, nor wrong. We compete to attain success, in the form of money, acclamation, or childhood goals. We do whatever we can make those dreams come true, and that's it. You make some enemies, you make some friends, you make a name for yourself. I've wanted to be a wrestler my whole life, and I'm living that dream right now...if you wanna come along for the ride, you're more than welcome. But if wanna keep that close minded condemnation, and boo me just for the fact that I'm standing up for myself. Looking out, for what's truly best for me, then I don't want you tagging along and dragging me down. Me, Johnny, Tyson, we're ready to take this place by storm. We've got all we need, the experience...a man that can solve ANY problem, and a young gun that's trigger happy. What more could you ask for?
[Johnny Gargano] That's exactly right! You people have been tweeting me and facebook messaging me all week asking if we where through, if the Whole Shebang was dead. That really goes to show your ignorance because as you just witnessed Teddy, well Teddy sparked life into what is standing before you right now.
As Johnny Gargano takes the microphone away from his mouth to take a break talking, Tyson Tomko takes the microphone from him.
[Tyson Tomko] With all due respect Johnny, Teddy... I would like to have the floor for a few moments.... I'm relatively new here in XWL, but with the short amount of time I've been here I've realized a lot. This place is like prison.. You got your cliques, you have your warden, you have your security. You have the guys that don't belong here and the guys that do. You got your big, bad asses... And they say when you go to prison, you need to go find the biggest bad ass of them all...And beat the living shit out of them..... Sheamus... You... Me... Shebang Part Three... Time to show you all who the baddest of them all is..
[Johnny Gargano] So with the plan laid out ladies and gentlemen I think you can very well see we are not dead! Tomko and myself have held the gun to this company's head for two months now and we have just needed the ammo and now... as you can see good ol' Teddy here has brought the bullets. No more questions will be needed because after tonight you all will know that we are without a shadow of a doubt....
Johnny moves his arm up and makes his hand into a gun. He acts like he is shooting it then finishes speaking.
[Johnny Gargano] ... The Whole Shebang to Professional Wrestling.
The Whole Shebang's attention along with the crowd in the Chesapeake Energy Arena turn to the stage as the theme music of Kofi Kingston's goes off soon following the energetic man. Kofi bounces out from the curtain looking almost over hyped for this match and his debut. Then again when you debut for the best promotion in the world you should be that hyped but none the less Johnny Gargano and the rest of the Shebang don't seem too much amused. Kingston slaps the hands of the fans then jumps up onto the apron and stares down his oppoentent which tonight is Johnny Gargano. The loud mouth Gargano looks back at Ted and Tomko then shakes his head up and down and we see Johnny mouth the words 'I got this.' which was his cue to his fellow members to exit the ring. Ted slid out of the left side of the ring while Tomko climbs over the top rope and hops down to the floor on the right side. Kingston looks at the two men on the outside then hops over the top rope and stands across the ring from Johnny. Meanwhile a refeere runs down to the ring and slides under the bottom rope then stands to his feet.
[b][JR] Ladies and gentlemen we are moments away from the return of Kofi Kingston in XWL.
[Michael Cole]
That's right because right now we sadly have to cut to commercial break.
[King] But don't touch that remote because we will be back right after this commercial break!
Six minutes and 48 seconds later.
We return from commercial break to see much to everyone's suprise Kofi Kingston on his feet with Johnny Gargano on his back! Kofi standing strong begins to slap his hands together yelling out 'BOOM!' with each slap. A few boom's later Johnny begins rising to his feet and Kingston grabs Gargano and turns him around. Kofi grabs the waist of Johnny and goes for a S.O.S! Johnny spins out however and locks Kofi quickly into a full nelson. The self proclaimed "Whole Shebang" lifts Kofi Kingston in the air then flips Kingston over midair hitting a picture perfect Hurts Donut. Gargano rolls the lifeless body of Kingston over then makes the pin.
1....
2....
3!
Johnny Gargano has done it! Johnny has somehow gotten the win in which seemed to come out of nowhere. Was that win what The Whole Shebang needed? A win to get them back on track could go far but it seemed like Johnny had much bigger ideas for team building as he calls for Ted and Tomko to come into the ring. The three men now stand tall in the middle of the ring but truly when you are Tyson Tomko do you ever stand short? The three men swarm Kofi Kingston but first Tomko tells the ref to leave the ring and the ref cowards and runs. Tomko then turns around and grabs Kofi and begins to lift him up slowly. Ted and Johnny stare down the seemingly hurting Kofi then Johnny raises his arm up again and delivers a gun shot then the two men charge in and Johnny goes for a superkick while Ted just rams his boot to the other side of Kingston's jaw. Tomko laughs then grabs Kingston by his dreads and lifts the man back up to his feet. Gargano slaps the taste out of Kingston's mouth then Tomko turns Kingston around then wraps his hand around the throat of Kofi. Ted laughs then points up to the sky and Tomko lifts of Kofi Kingston and dangles him in the air and laughs waiting for the command to drop Kofi.
The theme music of Xavier Wood's was not the theme music I think that Tomko was looking for but it did get Tomko to drop the man from his grasp. Xavier Woods comes bolting out of the curtain but he is not alone however! He is bring a steel chair by his side. The site of the chair makes Gargano look at his two friends and maybe it was a sense of "Lets end tonight on a high note" for Johnny but regardless he pats Tomko and Ted on the back then smirks and mumbles "Let's go" before walking backwards and sliding out of the ring. Ted and Tomko follow suit and Woods slides into the ring to help Kofi. The Whole Shebang walks around the ring then starts going up the ramp backwards so they can stare down the hurt Kofi Kingston. Xavier looks at Kofi then grips the chair and swings hitting the mat in rage at what has happened to his friend. He looks back at The Whole Shebang and then he looks at the chair. Woods seems beyond angry that the trio would continue the assault but what can you really expect out of this group? Did The Whole Shebang truly send the message that they mean business now? That answer lies in your hands viewers but one thing that is known throughout the XWL Universe is that this is not over between Wood's and The Whole Shebang.
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As XWL carries on from an exciting night of action we see Dolph Ziggler doing jumping jacks backstage warming up for his upcoming return match. He stops and picks up a towel to wipe off some sweat from his forehead and throws it over his shoulder. He takes a sip of water that was next to the towel and proceeds to walk down the arena hallway.
While he is walking down the hallway he is met by a familiar face in AJ Lee. AJ jumps on the opportunity to talk to Dolph and steps in his way. "What does she want?" Dolph thinks to himself, however he politely smiles and acknowledges her presence.
AJLee Hey Dolph, do you have a second to talk?
Dolph looks to the ground and sighs before reluctantly responding to AJ's question.
DolphZiggler Yeah sure AJ, what's up?
AJLee Listen.. I just wanted to apologize for everything.. For how it all ended, fo-
Dolph puts his finger to her lips silencing her mid-sentence.
DolphZiggler What's in the past, is in the past. I've moved on from it. I'd like to think that you moved on too AJ. It's over, don't put anymore thought into it, just move past it like I did.
Dolph pats her on the shoulder as her walks away. The camera zooms in on what seems to be a heart broken AJ Lee. As Dolph is walking away AJ whispers "I'm still in love with you."
The XWL's camera cuts to the stage just as AJ's face fades off the screen and Drew McIntyre's theme, Broken Dreams begins to echo throughout the arena.
Drew walks onto the stage with a big, arrogant smile on his face. He spreads his arms out and begins to beat his chest before walking down the ramp.
Michael Cole I like this guy McIntyre, he's a great in ring performer and he's a very intelligent competitor.
Jerry Lawler You like anyone who is unnecessarily cocky!
Jim Ross To be fair King, everyone is entitled to their own opinion.
Drew McIntyre now in the ring, is awaiting his opponent Dolph Ziggler, the fans continuously booing until Dolph Ziggler's theme strikes the arena's sound system.
Dolph Ziggler jogs to the beginning of the ramp and swings his right arm, spinning him around so that his back is towards the fans. He runs his fingers through his hair, stopping when they reach the back of his head. His hips begin to gyrate and then he shoots his arms out and begins to point at his head with his thumbs. He turns back to the ramp with a cocky smile and walks down the ramp.
Michael Cole This guy is sickening! I hate him! He's too cocky!
Jim Ross Now hold on now Cole! You like McIntyre, but you hate Ziggler?
Jerry Lawler He just doesn't make sense now does he JR.
Both men are now in the ring and they stare down as the crowd chants "Let's go Ziggler!" They both back into their corner and the referee sounds the bell.
vs. Winner via Bayley hugging Candice LeRae, then LeRae liking it and pulling the duo to the mat but forgetting they where in a match so her shoulders where on the mat while Bayley was on top
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We return from a commercial break to the tune that Fandango's always grooving to, his own. As saw earlier in the night, he's paying for his choice last night, when he tried to win his match with CM Punk knowing that if he did, his "lay-day" would have gone to Punk. A fact that has not scored him any points with Layla, quite simply put...he's in the dog house. What bearing will these events have on their performance tonight? We're about to find out because just seconds after his music begins, we see the lovely, yet obviously angry inside Layla spinning out from the back
She does a little dance for us, keeping things business as usual, but while there might be a smile on her face, it's incredibly obvious that she's not as giddy to be at Fandango's side as she has been in the past. She waves her arm out signaling his arrival, and just as we have seen him do in previous performances, he starts it in a fittingly weird way by crawling out on his hands and knees. Right as Layla's eyes are directed at Fandango, he cuts the bizarre entrance short, rising up onto his feet and walking with a purpose to the top of the ramp. However, things take a turn, for the worse...at least for him that is. When he tries to spin into place, but perhaps with his mind clouded by the things Layla said earlier, he noticeably loses his step and stumbles into his spot. Though he just messed up for the first time, that we've seen anyways...he looks out into the distance not letting himself call attention to it to those that didn't see it.
[JR] Welcome back folks, and I don't know about you all, but I think what we just saw tells us everything. Fandango for the first time, messes up in his performance, as a self touted "Lord of Dance" he just damn near fell.
[King] We of course saw Fandango verbally torn into by Layla backstage earlier in the show. She isn't happy with him right now, and that could be messing with Fandango's usual aura of confidence.
[Michael Cole] Or, CM Punk stealing a victory from him last night has him off his game. Which, that win should be ex-sponged if you ask me. Fandango was trying to tend to Layla, who wouldn't stop shouting and screaming, quite frankly...he was distracted and that's appalling to see someone like CM Punk resort to such a victory as that.
[JR] You are aware that Fandango won the same way last month, right?
[Michael Cole] Some people think they saw a stiletto fly into the ring out of nowhere, I say they're imagining it.
[King] No one's imagination is as wild as yours, Cole.
Fandango stands strong after slipping up, ignoring it basically...but Layla's a different story. She shields her mouth with one of her hands, noticeably laughing. It's not a "ha-ha let's laugh it off" sort of thing...it's a "ha you screwed up, serves you right you egotistical, self centered, son of a bitch." sort of laugh. It's all in the facial expressions folks, after simmering down, Fandango extends his hand to Layla, and while she did just laugh at him in a mean spirited way...she still accepts his hand, and quickly is whirled against him.
Grinding down his body, she spins back out to the other side of him, their hands still latched together. But unlike usual, she doesn't freeze into a joint pose that sees them both extend their arms out as if they were extensions of one another. I just got deep there, right? No, she immediately skips to the next step, which funny enough requires her to kick her leg up and him to catch it. How much do you wanna bet she was tempted to just straight up kick him there? Thankfully for him, she's being professional about it, bridging herself backwards in an arch.
[King] Things seem normal enough, but I wonder if Layla's really had time to calm herself down, or if she's just going through the motions.
[Michael Cole] Why do you have to instigate? Maybe they talked to one another when the cameras weren't around and she apologized?
[King] She apologized?
[JR] I believe you might have that backwards, Cole.
[Michael Cole] No, Layla's obviously in the wrong...obviously.
[King] Fandango risked Layla, whether you like her or not, just to win The Money in The Bank. It wasn't some heroic deed to get Punk back for something, he blatantly accepted that match just to get that case, not to be Layla's white knight.
[Michael Cole] That's just pure speculation, sure he tried to pin CM Punk...but that's what you're supposed to do in a match.
[JR] It's not that he tried to win, Cole...it's that he accepted the match against Layla's wishes, tried to spin it around into him doing it for her...and then it was revealed when all was said and done, that his intentions weren't so good after all.
As Fandango lifts Layla back up, them now chest to chest...his hand pulls her hair behind her ear, and he starts to lean in for a kiss...but instantly Layla swings away, bringing her hand up to her lips and blowing a kiss his way with a wink. Ouch, shot down...that can't make matters much better, right? With basically a silent "cool it" glance from Layla, followed by her smiling again...she extends her hand out for him to take. Realizing he's not going to smooth move his way back into her good graces so easily, he takes her hand and begins to lead her down the ramp, acting like the whole world didn't just see him get denied.
[King] Okay now I feel a little bad for Fandango, ouch...
[Michael Cole] She's the one that kissed him last night, I swear...women...
[JR] I'm sure our female viewers appreciate that remark, Cole.
[Michael Cole] Maybe they'll stop changing their mind and getting upset so much then.
[King] I think you might wanna do what Fandango should have earlier, and just shut up right now.
A few steps later, while they may be walking down the ramp together, Layla's not staring at him lovingly like she typically would...she's keep it very professional, strictly professional basically. The British Beauty waits for his cue to send her spinning like a top, and once it comes, she goes twirling down the ramp like a metallic tornado that shows no signs of stopping.
[Lillian Garcia] The following contest is scheduled for one fall, making his way to the ring first, accompanied by Layla, weighing in at two hundred and forty four pounds...from....Your Hearts...and Mine....Faandango!
Boy, that was awkward for Lillian to say, wasn't it? You know, considering he wooed her on the night he returned, and then embarrassed her in front of the whole world. She's gotta be enjoying this entrance thus far, even if she did just have to say he's from such a ridiculous location. Fandango not satisfied with her introduction, spends the rest of his walk behind Layla mouthing his name to his liking. Once he finishes in an exaggerated fashion, Layla stops at the end of the ramp, posing and waiting for him to near.
[JR] Did Lillian just say he's from...Yours Hearts...and Mine?
[King] I need to look that up on the map, I'm pretty sure that's not a real place...
[Michael Cole] Oh, but Parts Unknown is?
[JR] Considering there could be parts in the world that we haven't discovered yet, I'd say so.
[Michael Cole] Well maybe Your Hearts and Mine just hasn't been discovered yet.
[King] I...I'm not going to even bother with that, Cole. You're just not worth the headache.
Once Fandango reaches Layla, she gives her hand to him so he may lead her to the ring like normal. However once he grabs her hand, he tries to kiss it...and Layla's not interested in even letting him do that. She swipes her hand away from him and sends herself on a rhythmical journey to the ring. Fandango follows shortly behind, mimicking her movements trying not to make people think they're not on the same page, when they clearly aren't. Layla rolls under the bottom rope, taking her position in the center of the ring, while Fandango jumps up onto the apron and stretches out against the ring post, showing off his chiseled abs. After wiggling around on the apron, and becoming more in-tune with himself than any man should ever be...Fandango turns back to Layla, gives her a wink then kicks his legs up over the top rope and dances his way to her. He brings his arms up hovering over his bent thighs right as Layla drops down into a full split. But as Fandango starts to look down to admire the "view" he's interrupted by the start of Stone Cold's theme.
Normal Match
[JR] Austin's looking for The Stunner!!
[King] Fandango just shoved him off!
[Michael Cole] The Ballroom Brawler does it again, go Fandango!
Fandango meets The Rattlesnake with a boot to the gun, then grabs a hold him, in an attempt for a sit suplex slam, but as he lifts him, Austin knees him in the chest. Fandango loses his grip and quickly is suplexed over head by Austin instead. He holds his back in back, backing up with the referee, complaining that he's hurt. Meanwhile Layla's watching on the outside her hands under her chin, she appears to be bored. But that boredom fades the second one crowd member begins to take it upon themselves to chant "Athena!" at Layla. She turns around, rolls her eyes then turns away from them but that same fans just goes one step further shouting "You suck!" at her. During all of this Fandango kept winking in Layla's direction to get her attention, to tell her to help him out a little like she did when he beat CM Punk....but she's perhaps too distracted shouting back at the fan to notice, or she just doesn't care to help him after last night. Either way, he eventually gives up, shoving past the referee, and shouting "Layla! What the hell?!" confused by her lack of participation, she turns to him and shrugs perhaps missing the fact he was asking for her help? Whatever the case may be, she yells back "Behind you!" but it's too late! He turns around right into a kick to the gut, followed by a stunner that sends Fandango flip flopping onto the mat like a fish out of water! The crowd erupts and Layla looks away, realizing she's kind of the cause of that.
[King] Stunner!
[JR] Fandango was too busy paying attention to Layla, and like last night...their miscommunication costs him.
One simple hook of the leg, and a three count later, and this match is over!
Austin jumps to his feet in victory, and you have to believe it's got to feel good. He may have been forced to join "The Real Americans" Jack Swagger and Zeb Colter, but right now he's standing victorious and that's enough to bring a little pep to his step. Fandango rolls under the bottom rope, still feeling the effects of The Stunner, hoping his lay-day will nurse his wounds...but as he stumbles to Layla, she looks at him, then turns around and starts walking away!
[JR] Ouch! Did Fandango just lose Layla on top of losing this match?
[King] We knew Layla was frustrated, but wow...she's leaving without him.
[Michael Cole] We all know she'll be hanging around his arm next week kissing him and getting all cozy in his arms.
[JR] To you maybe, but to me...it looks like that's Layla's way of saying they're done.
Fandango holds his jaw in pain, staring at Layla in disbelief as she heads up the ramp, and not once does she turn back. Is she just mad? Will she be back with Fandango next week? Or have we just witnessed a break-up in all of it's stages throughout tonight's edition of Breakdown? Austin continues celebrating, as we head to a commercial break wondering if this is the last we've seen of Fandango and Layla together.
Upon returning from a brief commercial break, we're taken backstage where Paige, along with an interviewer to her left, are shown standing alongside one another for a few moments. After unsuccessfully being able to regain the Divas Championship yet again, this time at Digital Decision, what's next for Paige? The interviewer nods his head before beginning to speak, bringing a start to the interview.
{Bernard Wulff} Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time, she is the “Anti-Diva,” Paige. After being defeated by Madison Eagles at Digital Decision last night, many people believe that Eagles has had your number for the past three months, and that regardless of circumstance, she always finds a way to walk out with the Divas Championship. Your thoughts?
{Paige} I won't deny the facts, Eagles has managed to walk away from our encounters with the Divas Champion in her possession, but it's always something, isn't it? First, she decided to cash in after I had beaten Layla in a Submission Match at Dead Man's Hand. She took the Divas Championship from me, granted, she took the lowest of roads to attain it, but at the end of the day, she was the Divas Champion and still is.
{Paige} Then came Supremacy, the rematch between myself and Eagles, as well as the “injury” she suffered in the weeks leading up to the Pay-Per-View. Regardless of false pretenses, Eagles once again walked out with the Divas Championship around her waist. That brings us to last night, I had the match won and the Divas Championship was ready to be around my waist once more, but due to my... “partners” distraction, I took my eyes off of the prize and was once again pinned in the center of the ring.
{Paige} Maybe I shouldn't have lost focus from the task at hand, or maybe, Bayley shouldn't have climbed the apron and caused a distraction. Regardless of any of that, I stand here, without the Divas Championship.
{Bernard Wulff} Moving forward to tonight, you reignite a rivalry that has over a year of history in the making, you take on a familiar rival in Nikki Bella. Your history with Nikki is well documented, along with your former partner in Layla, the unlikely duo would go to battle for the next four months against The Bella Twins, which eventually lead to a match where the losing team would be forced to disband. You know how that night ended but is there still something you need to prove to Nikki, or yourself, as you prepare to go one on one against her later tonight?
{Paige} Ever since our rivalry came to an end, every single time we've entered that ring as opponents, I get my hand raised and tonight will be no different. So no, I don't have anything to prove to Nikki, I've done what I wanted to do since I joined this company and that's become the Divas Champion, which is a lot more than I could say for Nikki since then.
Before Paige could continue, something or someone catches her attention off camera, quickly bringing a halt to the interview. Without saying a word, a man, holding a small box, walks up to Paige and hands her said box before walking off. Confusion appears on Paige's face for a moment as she watches the man disappear around a corner, slowly shifting her focus towards the box that is now in her hands. A few seconds of silence fill the interview set, the anticipation for what's inside it slowly building.
Paige places her hand on the top and slowly pulls it open, the top half of the box blocking the view of the camera. She slowly begins pulling out the contents of the box, revealing to be a purple and black headband, seemingly being specifically made for her, the person behind the gift quickly becoming apparent. Paige closes the box and looks at the headband, knowing full well that it's an apology gift from Bayley for inadvertently costing her the Divas Championship. Without saying another word, Paige walks away from the set, causing the interview to abruptly come to an end.
BloodShank Jobber
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Dammit Matt you have a guy that has actual caps now, use them
http://orton-photos.com/index.php?cat=5
Dammit! I am not as lucky as Matt, but I got some luck today finding and screen caping some Rob Van Dam pictures for my promos. Tumblr is an ok place for me to find some. You will be seeing some old 2011 RVD promo pics from this website.
This week I used my crappy 5 min render-copy onto a background picture.
http://www.pwpix.net/superstars/r/robvandam/
Couple of sets of interview caps in there.
Thanks man, that helps me out.
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We're back live and the cameras are backstage, catching Stone Stone Steve Austin in his locker room. He's dripping sweat from the match he just had with Fandango, trying to wipe some of it away with a white towel. The fans are happy to see him once again, but their cheers quickly turn to boos as the camera shifts over to reveal Jack Swagger standing behind him.
Jack Swagger Austin . . . I just wanted to come over here and say congratulations on your big win over Fandango. You represented The REAL Americans very well! Now . . . Now it's about time for my match against John Cena, where you'll be the special guest referee. I think it goes without saying, Steve, that you better make sure I walk out with my arm raised tonight . . . Raised by you of course. If you let John Cena pin me or make me tap out, and I don't get my World Heavyweight championship match . . . Let's just say you won't be leaving my side anytime soon.
Stone Cold throws his towel down onto the floor, looking at Jack with a blank expression. He turns away and removes a beer from his suitcase, cracking it open and taking a sip, or trying to a least . . .
Jack Swagger Whoa, whoa, whoa . . . REAL Americans don't need that, Steve!
Swagger reaches over and snatches the beer can from Austin's hand, dumping it out into a nearby trashcan.
Jack Swagger I need you at 100% for later tonight. So, from now on . . . NO drinking for you!
The REAL American pats Austin on his shoulder, flashing a cocky smile then taking his leave. Stone Cold grinds his teeth, kicking over a steel chair as Breakdown cuts back to the ring.
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Breakdown rolls on, returning to the commentary table.
{{Michael Cole}} Welcome back ladies and gentlemen. We here at ringside just received word from the back that "ShowTime" Eric Young is on his way out here to address the XWL universe.
{{Jerry Lawler}} And I can't wait Cole! What has to be going through Eric's head right now!?
{{Jim Ross}} Eric is a nice guy King but you have to think that a nerve has to be struck after what Stephanie did to him at Digital Decision.
{{Michael Cole}} Let's go back to that moment, right now.
Quote :
The screen is over taken with an image of Eric Young with his hand over his head. He has just defeated Sami Callihan in an intense match-up. Suddenly, he turns to the stage. The image then shows Stephanie McMahon making her way to the ring. The image quickly changes to her in the ring with a mic. She repeats the words that were said during this confrontation. [Stephanie McMahon] Sadly, my father doesn't feel, comfortable with you being a top guy in the industry.
Matt Striker's words before the match echo now as Stephanie smiles at Eric.
[Matt Striker] Last week, Vince didn't seem too happy with Stephanie trying to help you out. What if, he, I dunno, gets you?
Then, Stephanie continues.
[Stephanie McMahon] Honestly, he doesn't feel comfortable with you in the company...
"In the company" echoes over and over as Eric turns around in slow motion. As soon as he turns fully around, the video picks back up to full speed, the chair swinging down and crashing over Eric's head. Eric falls to the ground as the masked man makes his first appearance in the replay. The video cuts forward to when Matt Striker rushed the ring, attempting to save his friend. The masked man hits him with the chair as well, stopping the rescue before it can get started. The image then halts on the masked man standing over Young with Stephanie behind him.
Now, we're back in real time, the stage taking over the screen. It lights up, and the theme song hits, signalling it's time for Eric Young to speak.
The members of crowd hit their feet for the fan favorite as he comes out onto stage, clapping his hands to the beat. He begins his head nod, before the song fully picks up. Once it does, he takes off down the ramp, high fiving a couple of fans, but not wasting time. Once he reaches the ring, he slides in, throwing his hand up and smiling at the crowd. He moves over and calls for a mic before moving back to the center of the ring.
{{Michael Cole}} I would of thought he would of been more upset...
{{Eric Young}} Here we are yet again. I'm not gonna lie guys, it's still really weird to come out here and talk to you. It's not because I don't enjoy it, but, I feel, like I'm suppose to be wrestling instead of airing out what I need to air out.
{{Eric Young}} Anyways, I guess I should be pretty pissed off, right? I mean, just a week ago, I got my head bashed in by a steel chair and had my buddy get the same treatment just for trying to help me. I should be ranting and going on about how upset at Stephanie I am. But, I'm not. I'm not mad, at least not at Stephanie. I'm actually, quite happy with Stephanie, because she proved something to me. She proved, that I am actually worth a damn in this company and there are people who just can't stand it. Even the owner of the ,company, Vince McMahon, is trying to get rid of me because he knows, just as well as anyone that I'm going to be something here no matter how many time I get kicked down.
{{Eric Young}} Well last night, they tried to knock me down again, and to say the least, I just got a hell of a lot more motivated. After my war with Reigns, I got really bummed out. But, Stephanie fixed that. She gave me a chance to rekindle the fire again. She gave me a match at Digital Decision, with a monster known as Sami Callihan. I took the monster and put him down, just to eat a chair shot. Stephanie, you can't put out a fire that just started to burn. You can't put out, my fire, Stephanie.
The crowd cheers for Eric. He gives it a moment, then continues.
{{Eric Young}} Which brings me, to the hitman. The guy in the biker helmet. I get it. When the boss says jump, you're suppose to jump. But to hit me with a chair, then hit my friend with one, is some low and dirty stuff. I can live with another bump and bruise. I can go on after having the daylight knocked out of me. But, you messed up the moment you swung that chair and hit Matt. Now, now I'm mad.
{{Eric Young}} If you think for a moment that, THAT, goes unanswered then you've got another thing coming. Minus all the jokes and goofing off, I'm still a fighter, and one hell of one at that. And I plan to show you just how much of a fighter I can be. So, here comes the question of who did it. Who would go so low and so dirty to hit me with a cheap shot and then run away? I'm not going to run down the list of superstars we have here. No, I'm instead going to give my attacker one last chance to show if he has real guts and to come down and face me like a man. So, what's it going to be man? I know you have to be back there somewhere. Come out here and try your luck twice.
Young throws down the mic and stances, preparing for someone to come and meet him in the ring.
EY paces around the ring, back and forth he goes anxiously awaiting his attacker or anyone for the matter to come out and confront him. After about 30 seconds EY gets his wish when the crowd begins to react to something, a man dressed in all black with a biker helmet on makes his way through the crowd from an entrance at the top of the arena. All signs point to this person being EY's mysterious attacker from Digital Decision. He takes his time slowly making his way down to the arena floor step by step he gets closer and closer to a face to face confrontation with EY. The man in black reaches the floor level of the arena and makes his way to the barricade which he subsequently hops over with ease. EY looks at the man with an intensity in his eyes that we have not seen in a long time and just as it looks like EY is going to make a move on this man dressed in black.....
Stephanie McMahon makes her way out onto the stage with a mic in hand boasting a big smile as usual....
(Stephanie McMahon) Now EY hold it right there. I'm running this show and I REFUSE to let it get out of hand and that is exactly what is bound to happen if you take out your anger and agression on that man. So I am going to make a decision right now that is "BEST FOR BUSINESS". Eric, look at me when I'm talking to you!!!
EY turns his attention away from the man in black and shifts his focus to Stephanie McMahon on the stage.
(Stephanie McMahon) Now Eric, I know what is running through your head. You want to exit that ring and beat the living hell out of that man in black for decimating you and your little friend Matt Striker at Digital Decision. I'm sure you wanna turn this into the feel good story of the century by beating that man to a pulp and exacting revenge for you and friend but it's simply not going to happen. You see there's no doubt in my mind that you're a fighter Eric but this is a fight you CANNOT and WILL NOT win. You need to face the facts and realize that you are NOT an A+ player in this company, AND YOU'LL NEVER EVER BE ONE ERIC!!!
As Stephanie screams to the top of her lungs EY is blindsided from behind. The camera pans over to the ring as quickly as it can to catch the man dressed in black beating down Eric Young in the middle of the ring. He lays into Eric kick after ruthless kick literally stomping Eric Young into the ground with no remorse.
(Stephanie McMahon) That man however IS an A+ player Eric, and he is the man that you will face at International Incident!
The man stands over a broken and beaten Eric Young, he slowly moves his hands towards his head and lifts the biker helmet off revealing himself to be none other than.
The crowd lets out a loud gasp as they're completely shocked by who this mystery attacker has turned out to be. The gasp quickly turns to boo's as AJ stands over EY with an almost blank and evil stare. AJ Styles leans over and grabs a handful of EY's hair, dragging him up into a seated position staring directly down the ramp. AJ extends his fingers into a gun symbol, he extends his arm and looks down the sight before placing his hand next to EY's head and then pulls the trigger, as he does a gunshot sound effect echos through the arena throwing everyone into a state of confusion.
Everyone's attention turns to the stage where Stephanie McMahon is currently located, she looks more lost than anyone else in the arena. She turns around to peer at the curtain to see who is going to walk out, the first of whom is none other than the current Diva's Champion Madison Eagles, who is sporting a rather nifty looking T-shirt with a skull and two AK-47's on it, proudly displaying her Championship around her waist. She walks out onto the stage and stares down into the ring and doesn't even bat an eyelid at Stephanie McMahon who is questioning her appearance.
Stephanie's interrogation is interrupted by the sight of a returning superstar, "Machine Gun" Karl Anderson who walks out on stage sporting a bullet proof jacket, he walks back and forth on the stage waving a huge black flag in the air. He stand in the centre of the stage and rests the pole of the flag on the stage, as the momentum of the flag slows it reveals the same logo as on Madison Eagles shirt but under it written in large bold letters are the words "BULLET CLUB".
A few moments pass and the World is greeted by the sight of another returning superstar, as "The Real Rock 'N' Rolla" Prince Devitt walks out onto the stage. He turns his head and looks at Stephanie McMahon who has so many questions but is not getting any answers what-so-ever. Devitt raises his hand and forms the gun symbol and points it down into the ring where Eric Young is located.
Devitt, Madison and Anderson set off towards the ring with Anderson hanging back a little to allow him some room to wave the flag. Stephanie McMahon can be seen shouting questions at whatever staff member happens to be in range at the time while The Bullet Club reach the ring, Anderson places the flag next to the steps and the three members climb onto the apron. AJ Styles is still holding EY in place, Devitt raises the gun and points it at Eric Young and pulls the trigger spurring Madison Eagles to get inside the ring. AJ grabs Eric Young's arms and stretches them out behind him, Eagles paces back and forth before driving a stiff kick into EY's chest driving all of the wind out of him. She drills another shot in the same place, the impact rings through the arena before she drives kick after kick into EY's chest, the kicks becoming more forceful and more violent with every shot. Red marks begin to appear on EY's chest from the sheer brutality from the kicks, possibly being kicked harder than any man possibly could. Madison walks away and stands in the corner as Devitt again raises the gun and fires the trigger, leading to "Machine Gun" Karl Anderson to get into the ring. AJ Styles lifts EY into to his feet who is desperately gasping for air after having every bit of wind knocked out of him. Anderson stand directly in front of EY and has no time for little gun signals and insteads motions the cocking of a shotgun before firing and instantly driving EY's skull into the canvas with the Ace Crusher.
Karl Anderson and AJ Styles drag Eric Young into the centre of the ring, attention turns to Devitt who starts to scale the turnbuckles. He shows his balance and stands tall on the top rope before aiming the gun at EY again, he leaps high into the air and brings both of his feet down into Eric Young's stomach, driving all of the air once again back out of his body. Eric Young lies in a heap at the feet of the Bullet Club. Prince Devitt, Karl Anderson, AJ Styles and Madison Eagles. Looking at their fallen target, Devitt steps over EY and grabs himself a microphone before returning to the middle of the pack.
[Prince Devitt] Look what we have here...
Devitt crouches down next to Eric Young
[Prince Devitt] Just so you know, it was nothing personal, son.
Devitt slaps EY twice on the cheek and stands up tall
[Prince Devitt] Normally a man is satisfied by Championships, or by money, or by women, or by fame and for a normal man one of the above is perfectly fine, they will live out their lives and feel they have done their absolute best. But that's not for me because a Reeeaaaal Rock 'N' Rolla wants the whole fucking lot! They want everything and they won't let a single thing get between them and what they want and they will do anything that it takes to get to what they want. That's what I am going to do, that is what the Bullet Club is going to do and that is not a single man brave or stupid enough to get in our way.
[Prince Devitt] As the old saying goes. Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me. Well Vinnie McMahon, I will not be made a fool of again. Every single person that stands in this ring has been fooled by your lies on more than one occassion, each of us have been in and out of this company more times than HHH has done unspeakable things to your daughter. We have all bought into your false promises or grandeur, you tell us that we are going to rule the World and then you send us packing our bags only to change your fucking mind? Get the fuck out of here! Who the fuck do you think you are?!
[Prince Devitt] So we are not playing this game your way any more Vinnie, we have tried that and you have spat in our face so this time we are doing things our way, we are doing things the Bullet Club way! We are putting the World on notice, all of you in the locker room prick up your little ears and pay attention because from this point on there are three rules you all will all abide by. This is Martial Law, this is Bullet Club Law!
[Prince Devitt] We do what we want! We take what we want! And anyone that gets in our way will suffer the same fate as this dickhead!
Devitt kicks out at Eric Young who grabs at his side. Devitt hands the microphone over to Karl Anderson, who takes his place in the middle of the group.
Karl Anderson: Oklahoma!.. Oklahoma City! In case you didn't realize the Bullet Club has arrived!
As Machine Gun holds his arms out wide the crowd start to boo the group calling themselves The Bullet Club in the ring following their disgraceful attack on Eric Young
Karl Anderson: And standing in this ring right now is some of the...
As Anderson tries to continue to speak the boos continue to come for the Bullet Club forcing Karl Anderson to address the issue
Karl Anderson: You're booing us, you're booing us? Oklahoma and you're Boomers Sooner and your smark mark fans? You're booing us? Like we give a shit!
With KA insulting the XWL fans he causes yet more boos to be directed at the group as he walks over to Eric Young's body on the mat and stomps on his back as he waits for the crowd to quieten down so he can keep speaking
Karl Anderson: What you're seeing standing in this ring are the greatest professional wrestlers alive today, what you're seeing is a group of wrestlers who have all been slighted by the McMahon family, just take a look at Prince Devitt. How many times have you been told Prince Devitt is coming to an XWL ring? How many times have you been told Prince Devitt is here to stay? How many times has Prince Devitt been unceremoniously fired by Vince McMahon? How many times does Madison Eagles have to come out here and prove to the world that she's the greatest thing to ever happen to your Diva's division before you'll believe it? How long after the ink had dried on my XWL contract did it take for Vince McMahon to get Johnny Ace to pick up the phone and fire me by my answering machine? And how many times will the Bullet Club's own, The Phenomenal AJ Styles be brought back into the fold and promised the world and be given none of it. Just take a look inside this ring and what you've got is the most dominant group of wrestling today.
Karl Anderson: From the ashes of the Inoki Dojo my brother in arms Prince Devitt and I have took on the world, we've dominated New Japan Pro Wrestling by ourselves and we've dominated like no other two men together.
With that said Karl Anderson turns to Prince Devitt as he says something directly too him
Karl Anderson: Too Sweet me, Prince.
Then Anderson raises his arm offering him a "Too Sweet" which Devitt reciprocates
Jim Ross: Oh, give me a break.
After said Too Sweeting is completed Anderson turns his attention back to the crowd gesturing over to his Bullet Club ally AJ Styles as he addresses them
Karl Anderson: And you just need to take a look at what happened the last time a company decided they didn't need AJ Styles anymore.
Much like he did with Devitt, Karl Anderson raises his arm offering him a "Too Sweet" and AJ kindly accepts before again Karl turns his attention back to the fans in attendance
Michael Cole: I don't like what I'm hearing, but that was pretty sweet JR, you've got to admit.
Karl Anderson: And now the Bullet Club has found their way into you TV screens in an XWL ring, and you want to know what we all think of XWL? We hate XWL!
With Anderson declaring his feeling to XWL to the world the Oklahoma fans start to boo the Bullet Club once again which just seems to feed Anderson as he shouts down the microphone
Karl Anderson: And Screw Vince McMahon!
The boos continue to flow for the Bullet Club with Anderson letting it loose then as he's about to continue what he's saying Madison Eagles leans into the microphone to let her thoughts on Vince McMahon known, unbeknownst to Karl Anderson as he begins to speak once again
Madison Eagles: Hashtag Suck It!
Karl Anderson: The Bullet Club...
Realizing what Eagles' has just said Anderson quickly stops what he's saying to offer the final member of Bullet Club a "Too Sweet" which she happily does the same in return
Jim Ross: Oh enough already, who do these guys think they are?
Now back to a more serious matter Karl Anderson once more turns his attention back to the fans to say one last thing
Karl Anderson: The Bullet Club is here to stay and The Bullet Club is taking over!
And then with that said Anderson hands his microphone over to Madison Eagles
Madison Eagles: You want to know why? Why have I joined The Bullet Club? Why not? I mean who can resist a Hostile takeover right? I know I can't. And who better then the three men I share this ring with right now? The Real Rock 'N' Rolla Prince Devitt, The Punisher Madison Eagles, The Phenomenal One AJ Styles and The Machine Gun...
When Karl Anderson's nickname is mentioned the sound of a Machine Gun being cocked plays over the PA system as Anderson mimes holding a Machine Gun up in the air and then as the PA system plays the sound of the gun firing Anderson mines firing the gun across the crowd then as the sound clip stops Anderson grabs the top rope leaning over them looking out into the crowd as Madison continues to speak as if nothing just happened
Madison Eagles: Karl Anderson. No four other individuals have been able to do what we have done. Wherever we've gone we've taken over. From the Bingo Halls to the Tokyo Dome, we've done it all! SHIMMER, Ring of Honor, CMLL, Pro Wrestling NOAH, PWG, ICW, NWA, TNA, Stampede, New Korea and New Japan Pro Wrestling, just to name a few, we've been there and we've taken over! We left our mark, we wrote our way into their history books, and we'll be damned if we're going to let the McMahon family take our legacies, take everything we've done in our entire careers and treat us like second class citizens. Not now, not ever. And if anyone has a problem with that, just take a look at Eric Young, just look at what we've done tonight, just look at what we've done every night we've stepped into a ring and just try and stop us.
Madison Eagles: And just like Paige found out last week at Digital Decision you can't stop Madison Eagles, it will be just like anyone who tries to tell us what to do, they will find out that you can't stop the Bullet Club. It's like what Prince Devitt said, we take what we want, when we want it, and we want it all. How many times have I told you it's all about ME? It's all about this Diva's championship around my waist? ME and my belt against the world. Well now it's all about the Bullet Club!
As Madison finishes what she has to say she offers the microphone over to AJ Styles as Karl Anderson leans over double pointing at AJ Styles as he reaches out for the microphone waiting for him to take the center stage, then as he takes the microphone he walks over to the middle of the ring as he lifts the mic up to his mouth to speak
However, before AJ can even mutter a word the crowd unleashes a massive set of boo's for the "former" fan favorite.
(AJ Styles) That right there... that disrespect is exactly the reason I stopped giving a damn about you people and started giving a damn about myself. I realized something recently and it's something my brother Karl Anderson just mentioned, YOU'RE ALL STUPID FUCKING SMARKS!!!
AJ's words causes a set of boo's throughout the arena that could make a person go deaf.
(AJ Styles) You all think you know the business because you read your daily dirt sheets and hear things from pricks like Dave Meltzer when in actuality you people DON'T KNOW A DAMN THING ABOUT THIS BUSINESS! You people are ruthless, you people are selfish, but most importantly you people are nothing more then a bunch of fickle bitch ass bandwagoners. You people make me sick. I got sick and tired of coming out here and doing the "right" thing just because I felt obligated to do so. I felt obligated to please all of you for all of those years and in the end I AM THE ONE WHO PAID FOR IT! I would come out hear and put my body on the line night after night for you pricks and for what? a few cheers here and there... a few "oh shit" moments... nah it's not worth it. I'll tell ya what really did it though. I'll tell ya what really put me over the edge. Supremacy is what put me over the edge. AJ Styles vs Chris Jericho in a ladder match with $25,000 on the line. I went out there and damn near killed myself for you ASSHOLES! I HAD THAT MATCH WON THREE TIMES! but no I kept the son of a bitch going because of all of you. I had the voice in my head telling me "don't end it like this AJ, give em something they'll never forget" BIGGEST MISTAKE OF MY LIFE! I gave you all the "oh shit" moment when I hit the Spiral Tap off the top of that ladder, but I guess it wasn't good enough. IT COST ME THE DAMN MATCH! You know what happened next? a Codebreaker on the outside where the whiplash sent my neck crashing into the edge of the steel steps. I DAMN NEAR BROKE MY NECK FOR YOU PEOPLE AND WHAT DO I HEAR AFTER THE MATCH??? Y2J! Y2J! Y2J! You all make me sick to my stomach, you all supported me until a turn coat bastard like Chris Jericho executed a "cool" spot in one match. Well you people all got what you deserved now that Jericho's come back and has stabbed all of you in the back once again.
The boo's continue to escalate as Anderson, Devitt, and Eagles all have huge smiles on there faces as it appears they're loving every second of this.
(AJ Styles) So let me tell you what's going to happen from this point on, AJ Styles is gonna start caring about AJ Styles. I'm gonna do WHATEVER the hell I want, WHENEVER the hell I want, and I'm going to do all of this alongside my brothers Karl Anderson and Prince Devitt and my sister Madison Eagles and if you people have a problem with that then TOUGH SHIT! XWL locker room, all you pussies and pencil necks in the back, this is your first and final warning. Stay out of our way, If you try to resist you will be put down. We fear no one, especially the McMahons. Stephanie I used you I took your money to take out EY, now WE TAKE your company because WE CAN!!! WE ARE THE BULLET CLUB, AND WE ARE TAKING OVER!!! BELIEVE IN US, BELIEVE IN THE BULLET CLUB, BECAUSE EVERYTHING WE DO IS...
All members of the Bullet Club raise their arms with the "Too Sweet" symbol. Devitt walks forward and reclaims the microphone from AJ Styles
[Prince Devitt] There something that you all can be very certain about. The face of XWL has changed, Vince McMahon, XWL, the entire fucking World, know this... If you want peace, then prepare for war and the we're armed to the fucking teeth.
Devitt raises his hand into the form of a gun and the members behind him follow suit.
[Prince Devitt We're the Bullet Club... And we're REEEEAAAALLLL!
As Devitt finishes speaking he drops his microphone in the middle of the ring as the Bullet Club's theme starts to play through out the arena
With Bullet Club standing tall in the middle of the ring AJ Styles, Madison Eagles and Prince Devitt stand in the middle of the ring side by side as Karl Anderson picks up the Bullet Club flag waving it above all of their heads behind them as they stand over Eric Young's motionless body. Then as a second or two go by Devitt, Styles and Eagles reach out with their right hands motioning a pistol being shot at EY as the cameras focus on Bullet Club whilst they fade to black to end the segment.
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After the usual commercial break, the main camera begins panning around the live audience in attendance, an array of signs filling the crowd, each as unique as the one before it. Many people in the crowd are shown donning the apparel of their favorite superstar or diva, with the shirt of an unknown wrestler scattered about.
The lights in the arena dim, causing the Titantron to be the main source of illumination, aside from the various phones lighting up from within the crowd. A video begins playing on said Titantron, footsteps being the first thing heard before they abruptly stop, three pairs of boots surrounding an unmanned camera in one of the many deserted rooms in the backstage area. The camera is slowly lifted up off the concrete floor, each passing second more suspense filled than the last.
After the camera makes its way towards a suitable position, the men that surrounded the camera are revealed to be the returning trifecta: The Shield. The current United States Champion, Roman Reigns, the former World Heavyweight Champion, Dean Ambrose, and the returning Seth Rollins stand alongside one another, a scene that was never thought to be seen again. Rollins turns the camera towards his direction, wanting to be the first to speak from the reformed group.
{Seth Rollins} Did you miss us?
{Seth Rollins} It's been a long time coming, hasn't it? For the past couple of months, two specific dates have been playing in my mind on repeat: September 1st, two thousand and thirteen and April 11th, two thousand and fourteen. I know Dean probably doesn't remember nor care about those dates, while one is etched in the back of Roman's mind. I am, of course, talking about the night that the man standing right next to me not only stabbed me in the back, but removed us from his side. Desperate times call for desperate measures and I have once again found myself at the side of a man that has drawn my blood.
{Seth Rollins} You can call me a fool, but I... we are tired of being pushed around. The three of us have stood alongside each other as allies and we've stood across each other as foes, and what better people to align yourself with than those who you know best? April 11th will forever be known as the night that Seth Rollins was robbed of his Intercontinental Championship and since that night, I've waited and watched, biding my time to take back what was taken from me.
{Seth Rollins} After I was ready to prove that I wasn't an afterthought, I was put on the sidelines, forced to watch those who have once stood at my side ascend to greatness. After a month of sitting at home, I had to make a choice, a choice that came to pass at Digital Decision. I refused to be told that I couldn't do what I do best, I refused to allow anybody to keep me from a wrestling ring, and I did just that.
{Seth Rollins} Stephanie McMahon has messed with Seth Rollins for the last time, Stephanie McMahon has messed with Roman Reigns for the last time, Stephanie McMahon has messed with Dean Ambrose for the last time, and now, The Hounds of Justice are back and we're out for blood. No one is safe from the faces of Justice that is known as The Shield. Stephanie, you believe that your last name still holds power in this industry, but you're wrong. To The Shield, your family name has as much power as a dead battery and by the time we're done, you will believe.
{Dean Ambrose} It shouldn't have been as easy as it was to reform The Shield, but here we are. You think you had it bad when you were dealing with us separately? Just wait until you have to deal with us united under a single banner. The worst is yet to come, Stephanie, you got a taste of what we're capable of when the show came on the air, but trust me when I tell you, this is just the beginning. Every second that ticks by that you still haven't given me my World Heavyweight Championship rematch is another second that you will be antagonized by The Shield.
{Dean Ambrose} How long do you think you can deny me my rematch? How long do you think you can hold out before you're knocked off your pedestal and sent crashing back into reality? You've wronged all three of us and now, it's time to pay the piper. You reap what you sow and every other cliché you could think of. The fact still remains, for the past few months, you've messed with The Shield individually, now you get us united. I'd like to see you send your pathetic security guards after us now.
{Dean Ambrose} Maybe we should be thanking you, after all, you did what no one else could do: You forced the most dominant faction to step into a wrestling ring to reform. Alone, the three of us are great. Together, we're unstoppable. Tell me something, Stephanie, if you could barely keep the three of us under control while we were separated, how the hell do you plan on doing that now?
{Dean Ambrose} On one side, you got The Juggernaut of The Shield, the United States Champion, the immovable object known as Roman Reigns. The same man that went into a gauntlet match and broke in half every single person that tried to take his championship, the same man that leaves nothing but destruction in his wake. On the other, you got The Architect of The Shield, quite possibly the best wrestler in the entire world and the man that refuses to back down from anybody.
{Dean Ambrose} And standing between them is the most unpredictable bastard in this entire sport, The Lunatic Fringe, the Wildcard of The Shield. The same guy that doesn't care what he has to do to send a message. Insane, ruthless, cold, calculating, unhinged, all having become synonymous with Dean Ambrose. If you haven't figured it out by now, Stephanie, then you are as delusional as you are arrogant.
{Dean Ambrose} Shawn Michaels got off easy at Digital Decision, his fluke of a reign came to an end and he was given a free pass to walk away. If Shawn is a smart man, then he will stay gone and never look back, but then again, I guess we know how smart he was when he decided to go to war with Dean Ambrose. So if he comes back looking for a bit of revenge, then he'll be forced to believe in The Shield.
[Roman Reigns] How long Stephanie? How long did you think you could keep tormenting the hounds? How long did you think you could keep shoving the hounds in the dirt, having them beat down, stealing from them, holding them back, having them removed from the arena, how long did you think you could do this until the hounds decided to bite back? Too long Stephanie, too long have we had to suffer you trying to subdue us under your suppresive thumb, you backed us into a corner and forced us into a situation that you were not prepared for, you forced into a situation that spells bad news for every person on that roster.
[Roman Reigns] Every time you come up with some genius scheme to get one over on us it backfired and blew up in your face. You stole the rightful #1 Contenders spot away from Dean Ambrose and refused to give him his rematch, forcing his hand and leaving his mark on your main event at Digital Decision. Backfired. You saw fit to take Seth Rollins' Intercontinental Championship away from him, but that wasn't good enough for you, you then decided to pull him from your shows because you deemed him unworthy. As you have seen for the past two weeks, that was a very, very big mistake as he has returned with a vengance. Backfired!
[Roman Reigns] Then we come to yours truly. You made it very clear that you have an issue with me being the United States Champion, so you did everything in your power to make sure that I was unprepared for my match at Digital Decision. Not only do you have the Wyatt's give me the beating of a lifetime but you take it upon yourself to force me to defend my Championship against three of the top rising talent in XWL in a gauntlet match. One by one they stepped up, one by one they stood before me in that ring and one by one they fell by my hand. Jack Swagger, Bray Wyatt and AJ Styles got a taste of what I am truly capable of when I turned yout little plan on its head and defended my United States Championship. Backfired!
[Roman Reigns] The Shield are back to bring a sense of justice back to XWL because your actions have been very unjust as of late Stephanie. Shawn Michaels was the first to suffer what justice feels like, if he wants to be the man, then he has to be a man! He can claim a Championship in unjust circumstances but if he wants to take that route than he better be able to defend that Championship like a man and defend it against the man who was robbed, a man that never recieved his rematch but instead he ran like a coward and look what happened... He lost. You would've lost regardless of the opponent Shawn but at least with option A we would not have had to suffer John Cena and his ego trip.
[Roman Reigns] Know this Stephanie. I want you and I want the locker room to keep this in mind, a little after thought for every act of violence and destruction that they are going to see, for every man that gets taught the tough lesson of justice, for every person that ends on the wrong side of The Shield, I want them all to know the cause for this, I want them all to know when they arrive at work every single day, that it was their boss, the person who is supposed to have their back, who is supposed to have their safety at heart, I want them to know that as they walk through those doors and think to themselves this might be the day that I get the beating that I deserve. They will look at Stephanie McMahon with nothing more than bitterness, hate and disgust because she is the reason why the locker room is full of fear.
[Roman Reigns] You forced our hand. You pushed the most destructive force in this industry to reform and take actions into their own hands. You tried your little game to get one up but you have to think to yourself Stephanie, at that very moment you were sharing a ring with a man that has no regard for his own body, let alone his opponents and the man that has been undefeated since returning to XWL, taking out every big name that you have put before me, multiple times in one night. So my question is did you really think a couple of Paul Blarts were going to stop us? Divide and conquer was the idea. You need to realise, we are never truly alone. We are united, where one of us stands the others are not far behind and you had to learn that tonight. You thought you had Dean all to yourself, well I made you redo the math, you thought that you had Dean and myself outnumbered, well Seth Rollins quickly evened the odds and then it came right down to it, the moment that the three of us have been waiting for, for a long... Loooong time.
[Roman Reigns] While you might have managed to give us the slip tonight. I want you to keep something in mind... Not even a McMahon can escape justice...
[Roman Reigns] Believe That!
{Dean Ambrose} And believe they will. Time is of the essence and The Shield, we got nothing but time. Every single time you make a decision that regards that World Heavyweight Championship, in the back of your mind, you have to wonder whether or not The Shield will ruin it. Every single time you think you're one step ahead of The Shield, you got to remember that Dean Ambrose, and in turn, The Shield, is ten steps ahead. Every single time that you think The Shield is backed to a corner, you've got to remember that we're at our best when our back is to the wall. When the string is pulled to its tightest and there's no room for error, we don't miss.
{Dean Ambrose} If history has proven anything, it's this: The Shield won't stop until we get what we want. It doesn't matter who we have to fight, it doesn't matter what we have to do, if it means that Justice truly prevails, then we'll do just that. It rang true at the start of the show, you know, when you were mere moments from being Triple Powerbombed into the ring. Instead, your knights in shining armor paid for your sins while you walked away unscathed, but the fear in your eyes when you knew the end was near is all we needed to see.
{Seth Rollins} The clock is ticking, Stephanie, the final grains of sand in the hourglass are slowly making their way to the bottom, it's only a matter of time. And as Dean said, we got nothing but. So that brings up the question, “What's next on The Shield's agenda?” Guess you'll just have to wait and see, wouldn't you? Rest assured, this is just the beginning, and The Shield, we won't stop until we get back what was taken from us, we won't stop until all the rights have been wronged, we won't stop until you believe in The Shield!
[Roman Reigns] All the boys in the back are starting to feel real sick in the pit of their stomach, getting paranoid right about now, sat in the locker room, unable to control their nerves and shaking from fear. Wondering to themselves "I wonder if they are talking about me, I wonder if they are going to come for me". That thought in your mind is called a guilty conscience, so if the shoe fits lace that sum' bitch up because you're going to get what's coming to you, son. You can Believe That...
[Roman Reigns] And you can Believe in The Shield!
The Hounds all share a sinister smirk, what has XWL let themselves in for? The camera drops to the concrete floor, the thud knocks something out of place as the live feed turns to static. The Shield leaving everyone with one question on their mind, exactly what does The Shield have planned? And more importantly, who is going to be on the wrong side of those plans?
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Subject: Re: XWL Breakdown: 7/25/2014 - 8/1/2014 Fri Aug 01, 2014 1:17 am
The network must really hate censoring Bullet Club promos.
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Subject: Re: XWL Breakdown: 7/25/2014 - 8/1/2014 Fri Aug 01, 2014 2:23 am
Nitro wrote:
The network must really hate censoring Bullet Club promos.
You buried our promos. You dick.
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Subject: Re: XWL Breakdown: 7/25/2014 - 8/1/2014 Fri Aug 01, 2014 3:22 am
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[Justin Roberts] "Ladies and gentlemen, your winner... SUMMER RAE!"
Not seeing Summer obvious cheating tactics, the referee raises the arm of the lovely Summer Rae in victory. She quickly pulls her arm away as she begins to celebrate.
As she celebrates she can be heard repeatedly yelling,...
[Summer Rae] "I WON! I WON! I WON!"
As she concludes her celebration, Summer strikes a pose in the center of the ring. Meanwhile, the audience boos the blonde cheater.
Out of the corner of her eye, Summer catches a glimpse of the woman she has just unfairly beaten. Lita sits against the barricade outside of the ring, clutching the back of her head. In the ring, Summer makes her way over to the ropes and begins heckling the beaten diva.
[Summer Rae] "Face it, Lita! You can't beat me! You will never beat me! I am a STAR! You are a NOBODY! I am a WINNER! You are a loser!"
Having heard enough, Lita springs up and runs into the ring. Not wanting any part of what Lita is surely about to give her, Summer hurries out of the ring. Lita leaps toward the ropes, trying to catch Summer before her escape, but no such luck as Summer is already walking up the entrance ramp. Knowing she's out of harms way, Summer does something that no one was expecting.
Summer flashes her middle finger in Lita's direction, while she sassily struts up the entrance ramp. The audience boos Summer's actions as she exits to the back. The last image we see of the segment is Lita in the ring. She has a disgusted look on her face as she shakes her head in disapproval.
Breakdown transitions to it's next segment of the evening.
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Subject: Re: XWL Breakdown: 7/25/2014 - 8/1/2014 Fri Aug 01, 2014 3:26 am
Shit just got real.
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Subject: Re: XWL Breakdown: 7/25/2014 - 8/1/2014 Fri Aug 01, 2014 3:54 am
After a jam packed edition of XWL Breakdown where many shocking surprises and A+ Quality matches have occured we are shown the seen of a car stuffed with a bunch of ugly sons of bitches. With the ugliest of them all Sami Callihan sitting in the front.
Tim (Samis Roadie)
So Sami what do you think about that freakzoid guy Golddust messing with you after DD?
Sami looks at Tim with a puzzled look and then smiles and begins to speak
Sami Callihan
Tim. If i were to tell you..Wait..Hold on a second here? Did you just say Freakazoid? Like the fucker from the 90's that nobody really liked but you almost caught yourself having to watch the show because you just felt sorry for the guy? That Guy?
Tim
Yea sami i guess. I never thought of it that way. But now that you mentio..
Sami Callihan
All i heard out of that was "I never thought". Shocker. But in all seriousness that's the perfect way to describe "That thing they call Golddust." He was like a children's cartoon character from the 90's and if it were the 90's Id be pointing to the sky and saying "O yea" As well as saying my prayers brother and throwing toothpicks at people. But its not Dustin. Its 2014. The year of The Callihan Death Machine World Tour. Now I will admit we took a bit of a pitstop against Eric Young. But hey ill give the little shit his due. He pinned me.. I beat him..But he pinned me.
Tim
But Sami wouldn't that still count as a loss?
Sami
Tim i don't expect you to see the bigger picture here. Honestly I don't even know why you are still in this car? Regardless though, Goldie I'm going to have to mess you up..I mean bad..I mean really bad...I mean like so bad that they are going to have to dig up you giving mouth to mouth to Ahmed Johnson to even recognize you. Or maybe when Piper beat the tar out of you and then we got to see you in granny pannies? Or maybe..Do you see the pattern here? All this crap was done so long ago that no one cared then. And no one gives a fuck now. I personally liked you when you referred to yourself as a number guy that hid outside kids houses. Or a ripoff of a shitty Brad Pitt/Morgan Freeman Movie? I'm not sure which one and i don't really care. I'm going to put your dick in the dirt. You disease ridden what ever the fuck you are.
Sami arrives at his destination and starts to leave the car and go towards the arena when Tim calls out.
Tim
Hey Sami. Ya know ive carried your bags and cleaned up your dogs poo. After all this time you never once have thanked me. Or even let me meet the Ladies you work with. Its not fair Sami! I wanna meet Layla!...
Subject: XWL Breakdown: 7/25/2014 - 8/1/2014 
Fri Jul 25, 2014 5:00 pm
