The only time it was close was for the charged finisher which calls for you to be at least that close, the second time he was in the middle of the ring and I jumped off the top rope to go hit it I'm sorry I don't wait till he is practically out of the ring to try and hit it. I tried bouncing off the ropes but it didn't work. So I'm sorry I didn't follow your unknown rule that no one was nice enough to tell me about. So before you jump on the next new guy consider putting that in the rules that I followed. Don't mean to rant but I hate when people try to gang up on me it is not at all respectful. And I've shown nothing but respect for y'all. I'm done now.
Should they put it in the rules? Sure wouldn't hurt, but there's always been certain things that sort of speak for themselves here. They shouldn't need to put every little thing in the rules, because some of it is common sense, lame things, like point blank running are in fact just that, lame.
Nobody is ganging up on the new guy, but you have to take responsibility for your actions. Not try to lie about how someone else played or insult them just because they had a problem with how you played. That is disrespectful, and contradicts what you just said. Everyone has their issues, it's how you deal with them that determine how they'll be taken. So next time, if someone has an issue, don't take it so personally.
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The only time it was close was for the charged finisher which calls for you to be at least that close, the second time he was in the middle of the ring and I jumped off the top rope to go hit it I'm sorry I don't wait till he is practically out of the ring to try and hit it. I tried bouncing off the ropes but it didn't work. So I'm sorry I didn't follow your unknown rule that no one was nice enough to tell me about. So before you jump on the next new guy consider putting that in the rules that I followed. Don't mean to rant but I hate when people try to gang up on me it is not at all respectful. And I've shown nothing but respect for y'all. I'm done now.
Should they put it in the rules? Sure wouldn't hurt, but there's always been certain things that sort of speak for themselves here. They shouldn't need to put every little thing in the rules, because some of it is common sense, lame things, like point blank running are in fact just that, lame.
Nobody is ganging up on the new guy, but you have to take responsibility for your actions. Not try to lie about how someone else played or insult them just because they had a problem with how you played. That is disrespectful, and contradicts what you just said. Everyone has their issues, it's how you deal with them that determine how they'll be taken. So next time, if someone has an issue, don't take it so personally.
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The only time it was close was for the charged finisher which calls for you to be at least that close, the second time he was in the middle of the ring and I jumped off the top rope to go hit it I'm sorry I don't wait till he is practically out of the ring to try and hit it. I tried bouncing off the ropes but it didn't work. So I'm sorry I didn't follow your unknown rule that no one was nice enough to tell me about. So before you jump on the next new guy consider putting that in the rules that I followed. Don't mean to rant but I hate when people try to gang up on me it is not at all respectful. And I've shown nothing but respect for y'all. I'm done now.
Should they put it in the rules? Sure wouldn't hurt, but there's always been certain things that sort of speak for themselves here. They shouldn't need to put every little thing in the rules, because some of it is common sense, lame things, like point blank running are in fact just that, lame.
Nobody is ganging up on the new guy, but you have to take responsibility for your actions. Not try to lie about how someone else played or insult them just because they had a problem with how you played. That is disrespectful, and contradicts what you just said. Everyone has their issues, it's how you deal with them that determine how they'll be taken. So next time, if someone has an issue, don't take it so personally.
I never lied, but I do understand what y'all are trying to say. So to make up for it I am willing to redo the match. Just would have wished he didn't have to put it up there when its really no one else's business but our own and the admins.
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I feel like if Krzy was Chavo he would have reversed the running knee. So instead of trying to put the blame on the new guy for doing a point blank running fin to end the game in a try hard win manner how about we focus on the real issue at hand.
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The crowd gives off a huge pop as The Ryback is shown on the titantron.
||The Ryback|| Did you miss me? Did you miss The Big Guy? Did you miss The Ryback??? Well if your answer is yes then your time of missing The Human Wrecking Ball is over.. Because I'm baaaaaackkkk!!!
The crowd lets out a huge cheer.
||The Ryback|| And I'm hungry... Do you want to know what time it is?
The crowd chants along with The Ryback
||The Ryback|| It's feeding time!!!
The crowd gives off another loud pop after chanting along with The Big Guy one of his many catch phrases.
||The Ryback|| And it doesn't matter who, it doesn't matter where, and it sure doesn't matter when... The first person to step into the ring upon my return will quickly go from being an XWL Superstar, to The Big Guy's Prey!!
The crowd gives off yet another pop.
||The Ryback|| I've done a lot here in the XWL. I've been apart of The West Side Army, I've been apart of The Heyman Crew, I've been on winning streaks, I've been on losing streaks, but the one thing that I haven't been able to accomplish here, the one thing that I coud almost taste, but never was able to feast upon.. Was the Intercontinental Championship. I came so close, SO close, but I always came up short.. Well that ends now. I'm going to do whatever it takes to whoever it takes to once again get a shot at that title. Only this time I won't have my jaw broken. This time I will walk out of that match as your new Intercontinental Champion!!
The crowd gives off a cheer of approval as The Ryback smiles.
||The Ryback|| I've fought my whole life just to make it to this company, and now I'm fighting to make it to the top of it. That starts with the Intercontinental Championship. And I will not rest, I will not sleep, I will not eat.. Well no, I will eat, I'll eat a lot, I love eating, but regardless my appetite will not be satisfied until the Intercontinental Title is around my waist. I'm hungry. The Big Guy is hungry. The Ryback is hungry. And I will smash my way through anyone who tries to stop me from achieving my goal, because I AM The Human Wrecking Ball, and there is no one who can withstand my Meathook Clothesline!! There is no one who can get up from The Shellshocked!! There is no one who can stop me from finally becoming The Intercontinental Champion!! It's feeding time!! The question is.. Who's next??.. Who will be the first victim? Who will be the fist person to be fed to The Big Guy?.. Who will be STUPID enough to try and make a name for themselves by going through me?? I dare anyone to. Try me. Become my prey.. Feed... Me.... More!! FEED... ME... MORE!!... FEED ME MORE!!!
The crowd continues to chant "Feed Me More" as the camera fades to black.
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Subject: Re: XWL Breakdown: 1/30/2015 - 2/6/2015 Thu Feb 05, 2015 12:14 am
We are brought backstage where we see none other than Bray Wyatt pacing in the shadows.
||Bray Wyatt|| "Bray Wyatt was dead... Let me repeat these words for you all to hear... Bray Wyatt... Was dead!!"
||Bray Wyatt|| "Bray Wyatt went to sleep one night, and he was made to never wake again.. Bray Wyatt was dead..."
||Bray Wyatt|| "But during his, what was supposed to be eternal sleep, he had a vision. I HAD A VISION. I WAS CHOSEN!!! I was awoken from my deathbed and I was told to rise!! I was told to walk!! I was told to talk!! I was told to live..."
||Bray Wyatt|| "She came to me that night... I was a dead man, but she came to me and she breathed her life into me!! She found me laying there, and she spoke to me. She told me what I must do, and she gave me the means of doing it. She cradled me in her arms and she gave me life!! I HAD NEVER FELT SO ALIVE BEFORE!! For I had meaning. I had purpose!!"
||Bray Wyatt|| "I went to sleep that night a man, but awoke a catalyst for change!! I was reborn!!! The Bray Wyatt of old was a fighter, but he was still only a mortal man. He could only do so much in this world without her.. But now, NOW I AM FOREVER!! Now you all truly have something to fear. Now you all truly have something to run from.. "
||Bray Wyatt|| "She choose ME!!! She sang to me the sweetest of songs that I have ever heard!!! She pulled me close and whispered to me.. She said to me; "you're the one Bray, you were chosen long before you were ever put into existance". And I understood. She spoke to me, she told me what is, what isn’t, and what will one day come to be. I looked, I saw, I opened my eyes, I raised my head, I awoke, I became alive!!.. MORE ALIVE THEN I HAVE EVER BEEN BEFORE!!!..... Do you want to hear something... Really scary?..
||Bray Wyatt|| You are all mortals. You will all one day breathe your last breath. You know this to be true, yet you still walk this earth with meaningless purpose. You break your backs today so that your tomorrow can be filled with sunshine and rainbows. But what you don't realize is that, at the rate things are going.. There won't be a tomorow. The sunshine will be replaced with a firey hail, and the rainbows with smoke from its flames. You are promised a better tomorow so that you will give those who promise it to you what they want today. And then, when tomorrow comes they tell you to be paitent. They tell you that the tomorrow will be the next day. And the next day. And the next day.. But the world is changing. Patience is a lost virtue. People want what is promised to them and they want it NOW, NOW, NOW!!!"
||Bray Wyatt|| "They have created their own downfall, and I am the reaper that will bring them to their knees!!! You, you, you, you, and YOU!! All of YOU!! You are my fists, you are my hammer, you are my sword, and I will be your shield!!! Together we shall pierce their armor, together we will break their backs just like they have done to us for all of these years!! All that you need to do... Is follow... Follow me... For I have been chosen to lead you all to the promise land!!"
||Bray Wyatt|| "But I can't get you to follow me with just my words. No. In this world actions are what people follow. Action is what people crave. You can't just whisper into people's ears anymore and expect them to listen. You need to stand at the top of the mountain and SHOUT!! That is what I shall do, that is how I shall get you all to follow me. I shall make it to the top of the mountain. I will make it so that my voice will be heard!! And it doesn't matter how I do it. Whether it be by destroying those who you think of as heroes or destroying those who you think of as villians. Or even by carrying around a tolken of my power around my waist... I will be heard.
||Bray Wyatt|| And there will be those who will try to stop me, and I encourage them to, I want them to, I NEED THEM TO!!! For those who stand in my way will be crushed, and thrown in front of your feet as an example. They will be the ones that will help me prove to all of you that I am worth following. They will be the ones who see me as a threat, those who think themselves as heroes. They will atempt to slay the beast to please all of you, but they will fail. And there will be those who will see me for what I truly am, your savior, your hero, and they will try to hurt you by defeating me, and they will also fail. For they can't hurt me. NO ONE CAN HURT ME!!! They can't slay me!! For I am already dead!! I do not bleed like one of you! Not anymore!!"
||Bray Wyatt|| "They will come to me, they will bring war upon me! For they crave war!! They love war!! But war will be their downfall. I smile at the thought of them standing there when it is all said and done, their hands quivering, waving that white flag. But their war won't be in vain. For their bones will pave the streets to the promise land. Their remains will reveal to you all the path that you should follow."
||Bray Wyatt|| "You can walk amongst the reapers, or burn with the false saints. This world has an infection and the virus is the human race!! I am it's cure!! I AM THE COLOR RED IN A WORLD OF BLACK AND WHITE!!!... Bray Wyatt was dead.. But he is dead no more... Follow me.... Or fear me... The choice is yours..."
We fade to a commercial break.
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Subject: Re: XWL Breakdown: 1/30/2015 - 2/6/2015 Thu Feb 05, 2015 3:08 am
That was amazing
Please drop him so I can try to top you.
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After an absence last week, when Mick Foley needed her especially, the General Manager of Breakdown is back in the flesh and absence certainly didn’t make the heart grow fonder as far as these fans are concerned. The mixed reaction for the woman in charge is as loud as it fierce but when Stephanie strolls onto the stage the site the folks are presented with nearly render the audience silent.
On Stephanie’s shoulder is the Intercontinental Championship that many thought would never be seen again. Has Stephanie finally gone mad with power and subsequently crowned herself champion? Who would dare challenge her for the belt and risk looking not only petty but desperate as well? Stephanie has a broad smile on her face. She look lifts the titles off her shoulder then holds it in front of her. After checking out her reflection for a couple of seconds, Stephanie breathes on the centerpiece, wipes the condensation off with the tip of her sleeve and then places the title back onto her shoulders.
She walks down the ramp with purpose, her confidence surging knowing that all eyes on her and she isn’t the kind of woman to wither in the spotlight. Her heels click as they make contact with the steel stairs, then she steps between the ropes to enter the ring.
She’s handed a microphone, but before she speaks she just takes a moment to absorb all of this. The atmosphere on any given XWL show is electric. It’s addictive. It’s the reason why wrestlers are so eager to come to this company; this experience gives them a feeling that is nearly impossible to convey in words. You just have to be there. You just have to live it. Stephanie adjusts the title on her shoulder then raises the mic to her mouth, the cue for the crowd to simmer down so that they can hear what she has to say.
Stephanie McMahon Don’t adjust your television sets; I can assure you that your eyes are not deceiving you. What you see before you is in fact reality. This is the prestigious Intercontinental Championship draped over my shoulder, but no, as much as I’m sure you would love it: I’m not here to declare myself the champion. Say what you will about me, but I respect this belt too much to demean it like that. Now, I’m not saying that a woman can’t hold it, as I’m sure you all know anything is possible in XWL, but I’m better off running the show with an iron fist and keeping everyone in line.
Stephanie McMahon Some of the greatest in this company’s history have had some spectacular reigns with this championship, from Shawn Michaels to John Morrison. For a while it looked like Sheamus would be on a path to having a run with the belt that surpassed even theirs, but due to unforeseen circumstances we weren’t able to get him on board for this new era in XWL’s history. For a while I humored the thought of letting this championship go by the wayside, to retire it and perhaps usher in a new belt fitting of this new season, but then another thought crossed my mind: How could I get rid of the belt before it could be held by the man who has the most promising future in this company? A man who is the future of XWL.
Stephanie McMahon Of course, that man I’m talking about is Seth Rollins. He burst onto the scene and surpassed all expectations people have had for him and was well on track to becoming Intercontinental Champion and having a reign for the ages, but unfortunately…there was a few hiccups that prevented that from occurring. But that setback only made Seth hungrier, more determined, more focused to become the best this business has ever seen. For the sake of history I couldn’t let Seth become a “what-if” story when it comes to the Intercontinental Championship. I couldn’t retire the belt without him getting the run with the belt that he deserves. But most importantly, I couldn’t allow that egotistical, megalomaniac, spot-light hogging, past-his-prime Shawn Michaels to go down in history as the man with the longest Intercontinental Championship Reign in history.
Stephanie McMahon So I am going to rectify a number of wrongs with one simple grand gesture: awarding Seth Rollins the Intercontinental Championship. I was planning on doing this last week, but Seth was so overwhelmed and appreciative of the opportunity that he requested a week off in order to collect his thoughts and prepare his acceptance speech. And of course, there’s going to be a grand celebration to make this achievement even more memorable, but that will be at an undisclosed location meant to be attended by society’s finest, and I’m sure you all realize that that doesn’t include any of you. When you all look at Seth Rollins, you see a man that’s arrogant, a man who is way in over his head…and that is why none of you are in the position I am. You all pay to see the show someone competent puts together and my eye for talent is why XWL will always be light years ahead of any company.
Stephanie McMahon That’s because when I look at Seth Rollins I see a star, someone with so much untapped potential it’s a mystery that it’s taking him this long to come out of his shell, and from where I’m standing that glass ceiling is cracking. Once this belt is in Seth’s position that ceiling is going to burst open because this kind of ability only comes around once in a generation and I’m going to capitalize by molding him into the star he’s destined to be. Many great names have held the Intercontinental Championship, a list that should already have had Seth’s name on it, but it doesn’t matter now because at the end of the day he will go down in history as the greatest. So please put your hands together and welcome your NEW Intercontinental Champion…Seth Rollins!
The moment Stephanie finishes her sentence, the theme of Seth Rollins hits across the arena. The crowd reaction tells you everything you need to know as chorus of boo's ring aroun the arena
Seth Rollins walks out on stage dressed in his now usual suit, with a huge smirk across his face. The fans thought he couldn't get any more smug than he was until now. The crowd continue to show their hatred for this decision by Steph.
But the negative reaction doesn't even faze Seth, as he makes the short walk down the ramp, adjusting his suit along the way. The smirk is yet to leave his face as he enters the ring and ofcourse embraces in a hug with Stephanie McMahon before a ring side crew members passes a microphone up to Seth. Still with a huge smile across his face, he hugs Stephanie McMahon once more. Stephanie then hands over the Intercontinental Championship to Seth. Seth takes a look down at the Championship and raises it high in the air before beginning to talk.
[Seth Rollins] Stephanie..I must THANK YOU for this great opportunity, and this great gesture. Finally I will have the championship I deserve around my waist. For years I've been nothing but an after thought...Until YOU saw something in me. You made me a offer I couldn't refuse, and now...This..this is just a glimpse of the future. I'm sure many greats has held this championship but none of them are as great as me. I've worked my way up from the bottom time and time again. I tried it alone, I didn't get there. I tried it alongside Roman Reigns and Dean Ambrose...I didn't get there. But now, I'm finally going to get what I deserve. This is just a sample of what I deserve. I made a promise that I would become World Heavyweight Championship...That is a promise I will keep.
[Seth Rollins] Dean Ambrose made it clear tonight that he doesn't know how the system works. He really is crazy to think I've been working with Stephanie all along...but I saw the bigger picture, Dean. I saw what was right for this company, I saw what was right for Seth Rollins. I did what I had to do to get what I wanted, to get what I deserve. And now, In my hand is a stepping stone to greatness. It's a stepping stone to the top of this company. There isn't ANYBODY that can step in my way. Not Dean Ambrose..not anybody....
Well this certainly isn’t Dean Ambrose, but the crowd is ecstatic just the same.
Rollins and Stephanie exchange a look; this wasn’t part of the script. Rollins was supposed to be handed the Intercontinental championship and celebrate immediately, but the impending arrival of Alex Shelley has just thrown a wrench into that plan. Shelley steps out from behind the curtain, his first appearance since that grueling No Holds Barred match with AJ Styles last week, and while Shelley has seen better days, he’s still a sight for sore eyes. Shelley looks at the scene before him and can’t help but grin at how preposterous it is: Seth Rollins standing there in a suit with the Intercontinental Championship in his hands, not because he won it in a match, but because Stephanie decided that he was the best choice out of the dozens of men on XWL roster to be crowned the new champion.
Shelley raises a microphone to his mouth to begin to speak, and his music fades so that he can be heard loud and clear. Nothing comes out, though. Shelley looks down at his mic and then back into the ring and shakes his head: he’s going to have to get a closer look at this to make sure it isn’t a mirage. He starts walking down the ramp while the crowd chants his name, crowning him as the lesser of two evils: the man they’d much rather see with the belt draped on his shoulder. In the ring now, Shelley makes to speak again, but this time he’s cut off by Stephanie before he can get a word out.
Stephanie McMahon I don’t know who the hell you think you are, Alex, but this does not concern you, which means that you have no right to be out here. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll turn around, leave the ring, march back up the ramp and go play video games in your locker room or whatever it is you do when you’re not out here making a fool out of yourself. In case you didn’t realize, Seth and I are in the middle of something very important: something that will decide the direction the company heads in, something that will shake this company to the very core, something that has been a long time coming and your presence is not welcomed in the silence. These people may be cheering for you as though you saved the day, but you are not a super hero, no matter what fantasies you have going on in that head of yours, and they do not know what’s best for business. I know what’s best for business and I know what that there is no better choice than Seth Rollins to help usher in this new era of XWL as the face of XWL by holding one of its most coveted and prestigious championships. So Alex, I suggest that you go.
Shelley shrugs his shoulders as though he believes Stephanie’s made some compelling arguments and acknowledges that his being out here was a mistake, a lapse in judgment. Shelley bows and apologies in unison, and then turns to leave the ring to the dismay of the crowd who start screaming out “No!” Shelley makes it to the ropes and leans on the top rope for a second to contemplate his next course of action.
For a second, maybe two, Shelley stands like that before raising the microphone back up to his mouth.
Alex Shelley You know something, Stephanie? On second thought I think I’m going to stay right where I am. At least from here I can make sure that my eyes aren’t playing tricks on me or that Seth Rollins standing there with the Intercontinental Championship wasn’t some glitch on the television screen. No, it would actually appear that you were just moments away from handing him a belt that doesn’t belong to him because he didn’t fight for it, which means that he didn’t earn it.
Shelley turns around so that he can shift he can see both Stephanie and Rollins. There’s anger in his eyes, fury even, as he watches Rollins hold a title that Shelley himself has been fighting to win for years.
Alex Shelley When you look at Seth Rollins and see a legend, I see a douchebag. When you look at what he does in the ring and see talent, I see all flash and no substance. There’s something wrong with a man who would rather stand there in his dad’s prom suit and tell us how great he is instead of getting in this ring and trying to show us.
Alex Shelley Look at you Seth: blonde hair, cocky attitude, bursting onto the scene with a group who claimed to be the next generation, sprinkling a couple of superkicks here and there when the situation calls for it, you’re really making the most of that Alex Shelley starter kit you got for your birthday, aren’t you? I guess nobody told you that you’d have a hard time trying to top the original. And these people being told that you’re going to be their next Intercontinental Championship whether they like it or not is like being told you’re getting the new Fozzy CD for Christmas. Stephanie if you want to right some comic wrong then you look at the guy who has been fighting to get his hands on that title for years and give him another crack at it.
[Seth Rollins] You want to know what I was deservedly given this championship? Because I EARNED it. You're out here making jokes trying to make these idiots laugh as a cover up, a cover up to the fact you know your time has gone. A cover up to the fact that you know you'll never be as good as the man standing in front of you. You want a chance at this championship or a "crack at it"... Maybe you should earn it. But then again, We all know how it would go...You'd come up short just like you have time and time again. Unlike you, I am a future World Champion...Unlike you I have a future in this business and unlike you I AM the future of this business. So before you get more than you could possibly wish for...Turn around and do as Stephanie told you.
Alex Shelley Okay, okay… I see what the problem is now, Seth, because when I make jokes I’m taking the spotlight away from the biggest joke in the ring! Being as good as you, Seth, means lowering my standards and taking a step backward and even then your chances of keeping up with me won’t be very high. I’m the hardcore difficulty in a videogame, buddy, where only the cream of the crop ever bother taking a stab at and if they somehow beat me, then they know that it means something because they’ve never sweat more or put that much effort into anything else before. Meanwhile, you’re the tutorial level, the part that everyone is expected to beat to get to the exciting part because it doesn’t take an expert strategist to figure you out, because you’re as simple as they get. There’s no thought behind the things that you do, there’s no rhyme or reason for your actions in the ring…you just throw crap at the wall and hope it sticks.
[Seth Rollins] I don't need to compare myself to Video Games, Because unlike you..I live in reality and in this reality I'm on my own level. A level that's above everybody else and you have a long way to go before you get even close. I've achieved more in a short time here that you've failed to achieve for years. You're a failure, Alex. Every time you step into this ring you let yourself down, you let your fans down. So maybe..just maybe you want to rethink your whole idea before you end up just letting them down once again. I'm sure they wouldn't think any less of you if you walked away right now. They know you can't beat me, I know and you know it.
Alex Shelley I’m sure what you actually meant to say was that these fans couldn’t think less of me compared to how little they think of you, right? Good thing I was here to catch that. See you’re so quick on the trigger to drag my name through the mud that you’re forgetting that your record isn’t exactly sparkling clean itself. I mean what are you trying to imply? That people are dying to be you? That they’re kicking themselves for not having the career you’ve had. Hating themselves because they never managed to get the stick up their ass as far as you have? If you open wide enough I think we may see a leaf hanging out there in the back of your throat. I won’t knock the possibility though, Seth, because I’m sure at some point in history Seth Rollins sat home, watching a Seth Rollins match and said to himself, “Man, what I wouldn’t give to be that guy!”
[Seth Rollins] Do you think I care what these fans think of me? I'm not here for them, I got here without their support and I'll get even further without their support. See normally, I wont let someone like you a chance against me...I wouldn't usually give someone the spotlight they don't deserve but I guess it's your special night. We're scheduled to have a match later tonight..Why don't I make your dreams come true and we make it for the Intercontinental Championship. Because then, when I beat you..You can go right back to bottom of the pile where you belong.
Steph walks up to Seth as the then have a conversation, Most of which can't be picked up, But it's noticeable Steph is asking Seth if he's sure about the challenge he just laid down. As confident as ever, Seth assures Stephanie that he'll beat Shelley with ease. Instead of firing back with a joke or insult, Shelley instead rummages around his pocket until he pulls out a piece of paper. He painstakingly unfolds it and rubs it against his pants to smoothen it before finally lifting it up to his face.
Alex Shelley Ah, you’re so easy to predict, Seth. I had a feeling you’d pull this with a nudge in the right direction and I took the time to list all the reasons why you won’t be walking out of here with the Intercontinental Championship…*ahem*…Reason number one: You’re Not Alex Shelley!
Seth nearly drops the title when he lunges at Shelley at it takes Stephanie physically inserting herself between them to cool things down.
Stephanie McMahon Enough! Alex, if you want to be so petty, so desperate, so pathetic as to spoil what should have been a historic night for the most promising talent on the roster to satisfy your own selfish desires and if Seth is so gracious enough to take up this charity case, then so be it. Mark my words though, Alex, you’re fighting a losing battle and the worst thing you could have ever done for your sorry career is stick your nose in my business. Just because you got your title match doesn’t mean that you’re out of the woods yet; if you pull something like this again I won’t hesitate to fire you and I promise you that it won’t take much to find someone to replace a run-of-the-mill wrestler like you.
With those devastating harangue delivered, Stephanie throws down the microphone and marches past Shelley to exit the ring without glancing at him. Rollins follows her out of the ring, making sure to hold up the Intercontinental Championship in front of Shelley—the prize he’ll never capture—before bumping into him on his way out of the ring. The crowd is 100% in Shelley’s corner chanting his name over the booming lyrics of Stephanie’s theme and they’re all anxious because tonight could be the night where they witness Shelley achieve a dream years in the making. This isn’t what they were expecting when they bought tickets to tonight’s event, but they sure as hell aren’t complaining. The camera cuts over to Shelley who has a smirk on his face as he watches the unlikely duo of Steph and Seth disappear backstage. The exact thoughts running through his mind are anyone’s guess, but it’s a certainty that he knows how much is at stake tonight. Whether or not he can finally deliver remains to be seen.
Later tonight… Intercontinental Championship Match
P.R Son Legend
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I'd just like to say that I think whoever was involved with coming up with the above has managed to create something interesting, and unique. Stephanie giving Seth the title, Alex coming out and objecting, all participants getting in a war of words. Those words leading to their already scheduled match to be for the title, it's perfect. It's a fresh way of handling a vacant title because a match could have simply just been made for the two to clash over it somehow, but instead you add that extra bit of something before it, and wham an instant must follow. Truly now my favorite angle/story going on at the moment. Match is probably done by now but good luck to both, and personally hope it continues beyond this show as well.
Shane Mid Card
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Both men gave it their all and shone on their respective returns. Reigns demonstrated why he is a powerhouse with a bright future ahead of him despite his accomplishments already. Neville showed exactly why he is called the best high flyer in the business today and why he belongs on the biggest stage. These two showed great resolve and resiliency, but when it was all said and done and the dust had settled, it was the imposing figure of Roman Reigns standing tall in victory, just like he said he would earlier in the night.
Thanks to Gaz for yet another fun, fair match!
Stunner Mid Card
Posts : 318 Likes : 5 Join date : 2012-09-23 Age : 26 Location : Hawaii
Subject: Re: XWL Breakdown: 1/30/2015 - 2/6/2015 Fri Feb 06, 2015 7:58 am
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Breakdown returns and Jack Swagger is in the ring preparing for his match with AJ Styles. Swagger jogs in place and loosens himself up for what could be the biggest match of his career. However, Swagger and the crowd begin to wonder what's going on when four minutes pass since the introduction of this match and AJ Styles is still nowhere to be found. Swagger orders the ref to ring the bell and count AJ Styles out. The ref stalls for a few seconds to think to himself on whether this is the correct course of action and after a few moments he orders the time keeper to ring the bell.
The bell sounds and this match is effectively over.
(Lillian Garcia) Ladies and gentleman the winner of this match via count out, the "All American American", Jack Swagger.
The titantron immediately comes to life with live camera footage backstage of AJ Styles arguing with one of the producers backstage.
(AJ Styles) I don't give a damn about no meaningless fucking match. I've got far bigger fish to fry, You corporate bastards wanna fine me go right a fuckin head I don't give a shit.
AJ paces around in anger and grabs a steel chair, AJ slams the chair against the wall multiple times while shouting "C'MON ERIC WHERE ARE YOU!" (AJ Styles) Eric I hope you're watching this, I want you to listen really carefully. I warned you not to come back to this place. I warned you to stay as far away from XWL as possible. I told you that if you dared step foot in this ring again I would hurt you, we'll you just didn't get the memo did ya EY? Maybe they don't send memo's to that little log cabin you live in by the lake you backwoods Canadian hick. Now that you're back everything is starting to crumble for me, and to top that all off I have no idea what happened to K.A. and Devitt. They're nowhere to be found and they're sure as hell not returning my calls, something tells me a little pussy ass troll like you had something to do with it EY.
(AJ Styles) I'm gonna make this short and simple Eric. I am gonna find you tonight, and when I do, I'm going to end you once and for all......
AJ grabs another chair near him and tosses it down the hallway in anger as Breakdown fades to a commercial break.
Kyle Main Eventer
Posts : 2100 Likes : 9 Join date : 2011-01-20 Age : 36 Location : Mansfield, OH
Breakdown returns from a commercial break and we see Stone Cold lacing up his boots. He spots a camera man and stops him
{ Steve Austin} Let me guess you want my thoughts on my match dont ya son?
The worker nods. Austin laughs lightly before speaking
{Steve Austin} It's simple son. I'm gonna walk right out to that ring, look Nash in his beady little eyes and drop him on that stack of dimes he calls a neck. People call Nash a lot of things. Big Daddy Cool.
Crowd What?
{ Steve Austin} Big Sexy
Crowd What?
{ Steve Austin} One of the founders of one of the most dominant factions the nWo.
Crowd What?
{ Steve Austin} To ol' Stone Cold though he's just another jackass standing in the way of what I want. That there World Championship. I've been in this company a long time son and it's about time I show every yellow- bellied jack in the back that I mean business. So, Kev it's nothing personal but before you know it you'll be staring up at the lights.
Crowd What?
Austin hears the worker mumble about Austin losing
{ Steve Austin} Son, even if I lose, which I won't, it's high time ol' Stone Cold shows everyone that I'm still THE toughest S.O.B in this company. Whether that's this week or next everyone WILL remember the name Stone Cold Steve Austin and that's the bottom line cause Stone Cold said so!
Normal Match
Kevin Nash defeated Stone Cold via jackknife
TheKrzyOne Main Eventer
Posts : 2282 Likes : 107 Join date : 2011-04-05 Age : 13
The crowd is buzzing, but as soon as the crowd barked out the end of the 10 count you could feel the life being sucked out of the room. Shelley, used what little energy he had to plant Rollins into the steel grating that makes up the ramp with Shellshock but couldn’t muster anymore to get himself back into the ring, much less them both.
And that’s where Shelley ended up in a lose-lose situation, even if one of the options was win by countout. Neither scenario provided him with the decisive victory he needed to silence his loudest critics in Seth Rollins and Stephanie McMahon and to validate his three-year journey to capture the Intercontinental Championship.
Shelley is beginning to stir, and with the crowd loudly vocalizing their appreciation of his efforts, he rises to his knees, somber eyes focused on the ring where the ref is conferring with the ring announcer to ensure that he ruling of the match is delivered clearly. Everyone in the arena knows it’s not the news they want to hear, anything short of announcing Shelley’s name in victory would be a major disappointment, like getting a PS4 for Christmas when you asked for a Wii-U, after the emotional roller-coaster they went on during the match.
Rollins is still out cold after having his head was smashed into the unbias metal and Shelley must be kicking himself, alternatives to the actual match ending viciously replaying in his mind as he possibly imagined how things would have gone differently if he hit Shellshock a little earlier into the 10 count or a little closer to the ring. Six seconds could have made a major different. Six feet would have made a major different. After all, six feet is the difference between life and death. Tonight it was the difference between an Alex Shelley championship reign and a major disappointment.
These deafening boos are all the indication you need to realize that these people absolutely do not want to see Stephanie McMahon at all. She’s no doubt coming to rub Shelley’s short-comings in and the crowd’s game plan appears to be to drown her out and hope she goes away. But it doesn’t work. Out comes Stephanie with a grin on her face. She looks down at Shelley, fitting, and then he motions for The Ref to come her way. With a microphone already in hand, Stephanie isn’t out here to waste any time.
Stephanie McMahon Wow, Alex. Such a shame. Oh, so close, yet oh so very far. This could have been your night; the moment where you proved all the naysayers wrong, but just as I predicted you came up short. Now the deal was you beat Seth, and you win the Intercontinental Championship. Simple, right? Then you must understand that since you didn’t beat Seth, then the belt still, rightfully, belongs to him. So sorry for your loss.
The crowd boos ferociously, and they only get more rustled when The Ref hands Stephanie the Intercontinental Championship. Rollins has come back to life and Stephanie orders The Ref to help him up. Once Seth is up, Stephanie hands him the championship which he raises proudly above of his head to the dismay of both the crowd and Alex Shelley who remains in his kneeling position on the ground. Stephanie applauds like a proud mother, as she and Seth head backstage to celebrate this momentous occasion. Breakdown rolls on as the camera lingers on a close-up shot of Shelley’s dejected expression.
TheKrzyOne Main Eventer
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The camera spins to the ring where Lilian Garcia stands, smiling wide, mic to her lips.
[Lilian Garcia] Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for our Main Event!
The roof comes off the arena once more, for the second time during the evening as Eric Young's theme begins to play. The bearded hero comes out onto stage in a very colorful attire, clapping along with his song. He then begins to play the beat on his chest, arms, and then just simply nodding along.
Young begins his trip down the ramp, high fiving fans again for the second time in the night, but not wasting nearly as much time as earlier. No, this time Eric seems prepped for war, prepped to beat a world champion as he slides into the ring. He still bounces with his music, turning to the stage and awaiting his opponent. A couple of moments pass as Eric warms up, his own theme dying out.
Eric's jaw slacks, surprised but yet obviously not pleased that this is the case. Stephanie comes out onto stage, the crowd not sure whether to cheer or boo her. Stephanie smiles that lovely smile of hers as she stands on the stage, looking down on Eric Young. She raises her mic up, but doesn't get a word out as Young cuts her off.
[Eric Young] No, no, no, no, no, no! You are not the world champion, Steph. You don't have the tats, the talent, or half the balls to say what Punk would say. So whatever bull crap you're about to spill make it quick. I'm pumped up and ready to prove to you, and any one else, that I'm world champion material. For months, you built me up to fail against person after person. You held me back and made fun of me. I don't have the patience for you right now, to be honest boss. So please, get Punk out here so I can do my job.
Young drops his own mic as the camera spins back to Steph, who doesn't seem the least bit thrown off by Eric. McMahon brings up her mic and smiles, that bitchy smile.
[Stephanie McMahon] Are you done, Eric? Cause I was going to come out here and tell you, personally, that I'm glad you're back. I was missing all these, silly little things you like to say. I mean, really, you thought I was going to say something that didn't make sense? You do realize you're talking to the person who books you each and every week? Mouthing off to me, might not be the best idea. But you're not fully wrong. I'm out here on business. Tonight, you will not be fighting CM Punk.
The crowd begins to boo, having really of looked forward to this match. Steph smiles while Eric seems to about to lose it in the ring, trying hard to not go up the ramp and drop and elbow on the boss herself.
[Stephanie McMahon] No Eric, you aren't at that level yet. Whether Punk wants to fight or not, we have another main event set up. Tonight, Eric, you will in fact be fighting. But you will have to pull out another one of your, infamous underdog feats, against a monster.
McMahon cracks a very evil grin as the titantron behind her lights up.
Out from behind the curatin comes a giant, unlike one this company has seen before. Stephanie steps to the side and brings up her mic once more as the monster reaches her side.
[Stephanie McMahon] Tonight, Eric, you fight the Great Khali. Good luck.
Khali begins to walk down the ramp, moving at a slow pace but covering a lot of ground. His strides lead him down the ramp in no time. He makes it to the ring as Eric stands, stanced and ready to fight. The Great Khali reaches up, grabbing the top rope and pulling himself up onto the apron. Young doesn't back down as the monster steps over the ropes, entering the ring. A ref slides in and calls for the bell as Eric takes off.
[Jerry Lawler] Bad idea Eric!
Right he was as Eric attempts to lock up with the giant, the monster just clubs him down. Eric rolls back, getting back to his feet. He takes off again, just to be shoved back down. But Eric doesn't stop, going at it for a third time. This time, the monster kicks Eric in the stomach, then lifts him up with ease. He holds his high above him, then throws him forward, causing Eric to crash with the mat. Young balls up and crawls back to his feet, only to meet a huge right hook from Khali. The monster backs Eric into a corner, powering him into it before pounding on poor Eric. Young slumps in the corner as Khali grows bored, tossing Eric across the ring.
[Jerry Lawler] It's like Eric's a rag doll!
Young lays on the mat, obviously in pain. The giant walks over casually, placing his foot on the chest of Young. The ref drops down, counting the pin.
1 . . Kick out!
Eric isn't out for the count yet, by any means. The monster doesn't remove his foot though as he steps up onto Eric, placing all his weight on Eric's midsection. The monster steps off after a moment, the damage being done. He walks forward, rather taunting the crowd silently. Khali turns around, thinking Eric is down and out but no, Young is on his feet. Eric takes off in a sprint, dropping down and kicking Khali's leg with a dropkick. The monster staggers. Eric jumps up and takes off for the ropes, doing it again. Once more the monster seems to go off his feet. Eric turns back around once more, repeating the move a third time, dropping Khali to just a knee. Eric sees his chance as he hurries to the corner, climbing to the second rope and jumping over, catching the head of Khali with a dropkick.
The monster is down, but Eric knows better than to even try and pin this guy. Eric begins to work what he knows, putting the monster in a headlock. It seems to be doing the trick, wearing down the beast. After a couple of moments in this hold, Khali begins to climb to his feet, getting pissed off. He tosses Eric off, causing Eric to run to the ropes. On the back swing, Eric ducks a forearm but on the second back swing, Khali catches Eric with a huge chop to the skull. Eric falls, seeming knocked out. Once more, Khali covers.
1 . . 2 . . Kick out!
That was close for Eric, as Khali yells out in anger. He leans down, grabbing Eric with both hands around the neck. He drags Eric to his feet and halts, appearing to want to pick Eric up into a double arm chokeslam. As he lifts, Eric kicks out, catching Khali in his chest. Khali staggers back, releasing Eric. As soon as he does, Eric drops his shoulder, catching Khali for the EY Driver. With some god given strength, Young picks Khali up and plants in in a second with the EY Driver. Young crawls to the ropes, pulling himself to his feet. He looks around, the crowd going nuts, then points to the top rope. Young moves to the corner, climbing up the turnbuckle, then patting his elbow. Young leaps, coming down on Khali with a huge elbow drop. Then he covers.
1 . . 2 . . 3!
The crowd goes nuts as Eric jumps up, holding his stomach, still a bit beat up after his first match back. Young holds one hand up, the ref grabbing it and pointing to Eric, showing that he is the winner. Young then smiles at the camera, giving it a thumbs up sign.
WHAM!
Young gets dropped to the mat, the crowd erupting with boos. Standing behind him is none other than AJ Styles. Styles begins to stomp on EY, anger flowing out of him. Young can't defend himself as Styles lays into him, beating him to a pulp. After a few moments, Styles picks up EY, tossing him into the corner. He takes off after him, catching him with a huge enziguri. Young slumps down onto the mat, not moving now. Styles drags him to the middle of the ring, and then leaves him there. AJ slides out of the ring, moving the time keeper's area. He grabs a chair, and a mic, and heads back for the ring.
He slides in, moving back to Eric. He looks around at the booing crowd, angry with the idea of Eric being injured again. But AJ sits the chair up and sits down in it, right in front of Eric, who is crawling to his feet. Young finds AJ, but is too out of it to do anything. Styles brings his mic up, grabbing Eric by the chin and leans in, speaking to him.
{{AJ Styles}} You know what Eric? I'm not injuring you, again, here tonight. No, I'm handling this in the ring come Uprising. Once, and for all.
As soon as he gets it out of his mouth, Eric spits in his face. Styles jumps up, placing Eric between his legs and then picks him up, planting him with the Styles Clash in the middle of the ring. AJ slowly makes the sign of a gun, bringing it to his head and pulling the trigger before turning away from Young, looking at the crowd.
AJ stands, his theme playing instead of the victor of this match. He looks down on EY with hatred in his eyes, hell bent on destroying him when the time comes. Breakdown comes to a close on this view, the crowd booing for AJ who seems to not care at all.[/b]
Subject: XWL Breakdown: 1/30/2015 - 2/6/2015 
Fri Jan 30, 2015 5:00 pm
