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Post by Vince McMahon on Jun 28, 2015 21:26:19 GMT -5
Match One: Money in the Bank
(Future shot at the InterNational Championship)
Open to Anyone that is not booked already.
Prove yourself and win a title shot!
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Roleplay Below
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Post by HardKore Comley on Jul 2, 2015 11:43:32 GMT -5
----The scene opens up to dark room, the camera man is scanning the perimeter of the room. But nothing is seen, nothing is heard... But just then a random candle that has been lit, is sitting in the corner of the room. No one is seen near the candle, but a voice is heard... This voice is of the returning, HardKore Comley---- HardKore Comley:I am back, the person i was before was not who i was. That person was only a mirage. a imposter of me, I am far more evil and crazy than what I once was... I am far more worse than anything you could ever imagine, I am the demon who even Satan cowers to. I have returned to Thy WWE to carry on my path of carnage and destruction, I have returned to imflict pain on those who stand before me and I shall inflict as much pain as I can muster... I will continue to hurt those who need to be hurt, since I been away I have recollected my thoughts and who and what I should have been from the beginning. So now you will all see who I truly am. A MONSTER, carnage insues when I am around and I will bring fourth all carnage... Thy WWE was not ready for the real me, but now it is time to show them who I am. ----Heavy breathing can be heard in the midst of the darkness, the candle light flickers from the air that is coming out from Comley's mouth----HardKore Comley:The light symbols just that, a light... Nothing more or nothing less, people find meanings for certain things, but yet they just fabricate the truth. This light does not symbol anything to me, it is just a mere light... The light that bright gently lights up a room but only dimly, it is not powerful enough to light the whole room... But the thing is, I am powerful enough to light the ring up. In my own destructive ways, I am my own symbol of carnage and destruction... I have no symbolic thing to help me nor guide me, certain people can make things up... Create a story of their life through something, something as simple as a small lit candle can become someone's story of their own life or a symbolic feature. But once again, it just boils down to just a mere light.. ----Comley pauses, deep breathing can be heard once again (Get an asthma pump or something, that shit sounds bad man) Comley then begins speaking again----HardKore Comley: Wrestlemania, my return and an open invitation awaits anyone not booked in for a match. The Match, a money in the bank ladder match for a chance to face the InterNational Champion... Or in my case, Demon of the bank. It is mine to win, a return and a win for me will be nothing less than what I expect... Gone of the days where I say I do not care about the wins and or loses, that has gone. Because all I care about is winning and hurting people in the process, so far no one else has put fourth their name to enter this match... It is an open invitation of course and I expect people to show up at the last minute, which is fine by me because it will still not hinder my attempts and succeeding to win. It is a foregone conclusion that I will take that briefcase, when I was last here I never won a title and now that is all going to change... I shall become the Demon Of The Bank Briefcase holder and I will cash in the minute I see fit, I do not care who or whom enters this match. I do not care if it is people of so called legendary status, I will take everyone apart until I see fit to win the briefcase... Do you really think I am bothered about who enters this match, do you really think I CARE about who enters this match. This is a new beginning, this is a dawn of a new era and this is a rebirth of HardKore Comley... ----Comley stops, from the darkness a hand starts hovering above the candle. The hand moves over it from left to right and then back again, Comley speaks----HardKore Comley: Nothing, I feel not a thing. It does not burn, nor does it sting... I have become used to the excruciating pain I have endured through my life that nothing phases me anymore, I have been burned, I have been through windows and I have broken nearly every bone in my body. So there is nothing that can really hurt me, I have blocked out the pain that comes with torturing my body... I hurt myself to hurt others if need be, I enjoy it and I will continue to do it; if it means I get to hurt someone or a bunch of people, those people coming in the form of anyone who dares show up at the money in the bank ladder match. Yes, that is right because they will be the victims of many... I have no worries in hurting and bloodying a male or female if it means I have to prove how demonic I can be, I will rip the flesh from who ever stands before me be that an angelic face or a chiselled face. They shall be disfigured from what they usually look like, they will understand with what I have to go through every day of my life... To my opponents, the days, the hours, the minutes and the seconds are counting down to your very own nightmare. I know you will go to that ring or be where ever you will be and say you do not believe in monsters, will say that I am just a mere human, possibly say that I am a fake and say you are not afraid of me... Well, you will fear me because I know deep down you have the fear inside you. You will put on this bravado of not being scared and afraid, but deep with in you shall be scared... ----Comley who is still running his hand over the lit candle, SLAMS it down hard on it. The wax sticks to his hand, Comley moves his hand away and begins to speak again, the room goes complete darkness due to the candle being the only light source----HardKore Comley:Nothing, no pain, no nothing. It has been wiped away, I feel nothing... How are you going to beat someone who cannot feel anything, it may only be a candle. But it would still hurt, the flesh would still burn. But I feel nothing, I challenge you all to try to beat me, to try to hurt me... But I know you will all fail, who ever comes to that ring shall meet your demise when you face opposite me. You shall stare in to what your fate shall become, a bloody mess and your career over... It is only a matter of time, do you not understand the consequences that will come your way. Do not try to be a hero, because it shall be your downfall... I know you will belittle me, everyone does and I do not care because I end up proving them all wrong. Just know that you have put yourself on deaths row, I shall make you beg for mercy and I will not allow it... You will be the sacrificial lamb to the slaughter house, you will be the first victim of many.. ----Comley then starts picking off the dried wax from his hand, he then speaks once more----HardKore Comley:I am afraid of nothing and no one, I have seen things that people could only wish they could not see. I have endured countless torture, now it is time to hurt those who have laughed at me and tortured me... I am the nightmare people have in the day time and I shall be your nightmare when we face off. You are all scared, I can sense it and I can feel it in the air... I will not go easy on any of you, you will be signing up for this knowing that the inevitable will happen and I will not hold back. It is not long until you finally meet the true monster of the Thy WWE, I have warned you all and I will not warn you again... Heed my advice and beware that I will hurt you and make you all less attractive, I await to see your faces all dismembered. ----Comley then starts laughing deranged like----HardKore Comley: YOUR DEAD END IS UPON YOU!. ----Those final words are spoke and Comley's laughter gets lesser and then stops, which means the scene has ended---- |
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Post by Robert Garrett on Jul 4, 2015 13:43:34 GMT -5
*QUIET ON THE SET, CAMERAS ROLLING…* *AAAAAND… ACTION!*
--Scene 1--{Money in the Bank Commercial}
“In a world where the world needs a hero, there is none. The planet is in despair and suffrage, and for what? For the government to be happy with how they work. But for one night, one time people get to forget what is going on. To focus on one thing, hanging high above the ring. For some it is just another time, one small step towards victory. But for one, it is a chance to show just who he is.”
The camera fades from black to show Robert Garrett standing there dressed in his wrestling gear. He is rubbing his wrists while looking into the sky. “One man, many competitors, and only one shot. The name of the game is Money in the Bank, and it has a historical feature to it. A shot at a title, anywhere, anytime, is what is won. But the brutality, the pain, is what stands in the way. Some men will wilt, and others will crumble to pressure. But at the end, there will only be one, a single man to rule them all.”
The scene changes to show a group of men fighting to climb some ladders in the middle of the ring. Above the ladder is the exact briefcase that is being fought for. The Money in the Bank briefcase, something almost legendary to the business. Atop of the ladder stands The Natural One reaching up to grab ahold of the case. A group of men shown below him, grabbing and clawing at his legs to pull him down. “How will these men prevail to the pain and pressure? That is a question that can only be answered in time, but the real answer? The best way to answer that question is to simply say nobody will. They will fight and claw, but none of these men are ready for what awaits them. Some will leave beaten and battered, blood and injury are just a small bit of thought. But the worth is something not any one person can grasp. The victory could set in stone the very next hall of famer, the next world champion. But for now in the focus, that briefcase.”The scene again changes to show the briefcase sitting on a pedestal. A single light shining down on it, with almost a holy feel to it. “Past winners have gone to success, and legendary status. Some of those men are Blade LaVigne, and Kurt Orton. Both of whom are so much bigger than they were before the match. The two very men who are headlining Wrestlemania V, but this is not their time. This time, this chance, it’s for the newcomers. Without these new guys to be the future, there would be nothing to watch.”The scene shows one of the newest signees Robert Garrett in his last match on RAW. It shows through the highlights of the match with Troy Motor, before showing him pinning Motor in the ring. “For some men this is a larger than life opportunity, and for one this is a chance at retribution. Robert Garrett, or as most know him better ‘The Natural One’, a man who was once a star in movies and television shows, now taking a shot at the squared circle. Many people around doubt him and second guess his every move. This is his chance to show what he is made of, a chance to climb the ladder and grab the very thing that has made boys into men. No pinfalls, no submissions, just him, his opponents, and a ladder in the middle of the ring.”
The scene shows The Star standing in the ring, staring up at the ladder towering over him. He puts his hands on the first rungs of the ladder and pulls himself up. Robert pulls himself up rung by rung until he is at the top of the ladder. “Champions will be named, and destinies will be set. But the question is, will ego be too much for The Natural One? Will he be prepared for what is to come, and the challenges that will be faced. Or will he, much like many else crumble under the pressure?”
The scene changes one last time to show the Wrestlemania logo, along with the Money in the Bank briefcase. “Stay tuned for Wrestlemania Five, coming to an area near you real soon.”
--Scene 1 End----Scene 2--
As the scene fades in you see Robert Garrett sitting back on a pool chair. The camera zooms around to show a super nice pool with a waterfall off in one corner, all sitting in the backyard of a huge house. Robert takes a puff off a cigar that he is holding in his hand before looking over his sunglasses at the cameraman. “What’s the matter bud, never seen a castle before? Well then let me be the first to say welcome, and if I ever see you around here without my permission I will break your fucking leg. Now, there is a reason I invited you here so you should probably sit down. Want anything to drink, like a water, or maybe some wine so you can act like you’re living the life that I am.”
The camera shakes side to side as the camera man says no to the offer. Robert shrugs and waves his fingers in the air. At the motion, a maid comes walking over to the Natural One holding a bottle of wine. She pours him a glass before scurrying back off the view of the camera. Robert takes a small sip just to get a taste and sets the glass down next to him. “Nice place though, isn’t it? Truly, it’s a nice way to keep the poor people away. They get so intimidated and scared because they just can’t be like me. You know, I think that is the reason why I have had no sort of competition so far with my stay in Thy. Each and every superstar is scared to step up to me, because they know when they do they will just feel bad about themselves. Hell, if they really want me too, I can donate some money to the poor wrestler cause. Im sure even Vinny back in the office could use some more pocket money. But maybe not, he’s always so busy walking around with his head up his ass to care.”
Robert shakes his head a little bit before bringing his cigar back up to his lips. The tip of the cigar lights up bright red as the drag is taken. Robert spares no time and exhales all of the smoke directly towards the camera. The cameraman can be heard behind the camera choking as he breaths in the smoke. “I was recently informed by my agent, that there is now an opportunity at a title shot. But I don’t get the title shot right off the bat, which I think is stupid by the way. First I have to go into Wrestlemania, the show of all shows. I have to go into the ring, face off with multiple opponents, and climb up a ladder. Sitting at the top of the ladder will be a briefcase holding a contract inside. Really all odds are against me going into this match, but frankly I don’t give a damn. Nothing will stop me from being the victor at the end of this match, not Joey the Bastard, not some HardKore guy, not even the owner of the company could keep me from this.”
Robert shifts around in his chair to make himself more comfortable. Once comfortable he takes another sip of the wine that was brought to him, making sure to savor its flavor. Once the wine glass is sat back down The Star sits back in his seat and looks towards the sky. “Speaking of Joey the Bastard, I have to applaud you on your performance at the Hall of Fame ceremony. You really did a good job at showing everybody who you are. If you are asking what I mean by that, I mean that you showed everybody you’re just a punk. You shouldn’t even be allowed to wrestle in this damn company anymore. But we all know you aren’t going anywhere cause good ol’ Vince needs some lackey to suck him off. But what you said about the Hall of Fame wasn’t all wrong. Most of them really are a shame to this business, and shouldn’t be there. But that’s enough of that for now, we all know that once I finally get my hands on you its all over.”
Robert cracks a smile while still looking into the sky. He stands up from his seat and walks over to the waterfall in the corner of the pool. He stares down into the water for a second, where his reflection stares back at him. “You know, I came here expecting to be respected. But so far that has in no way happened, and that PISSES ME OFF! I am the best thing to happen to this company since the death of Kenneth Walker.... Oooh, too soon?”
Robert starts laughing with the biggest grin on his face. He sticks his hand into the waterfall and watches as the water just runs off his hand and into the pool. The water now running differently starts to disfigure the reflection of Robert in the water. He wipes his hand off on the towel that is laying across his shoulders and walks back over to his chair. “I don’t know everybody who is going to show up for this match, but so far there has been one other. Some guy named HardKore Comely, first off I would just like to formally say who? This guy thinks that he is this big scary hardcore monster and that he is going to run this match because of that. Well lemme tell you Comely, you aren’t going to run anything. You claim that you’re a demon and that you will consume my soul? Well good thing that I sold that a long time ago. See, I have no worries about you being in this match because I know that I have what it takes to beat your ass. I know that I could beat anybody in the locker room given the chance. Hell, my debut match was against one of the bigger guys in the company and I pinned him in the middle of the ring.”Robert smacks his hand against his leg three times to simulate a three count in the ring. He picks up his cigar after the third time of hitting his leg and takes another long drag off it. As the cigar gets to the butt end he pushes it against the ashtray to put out the lit end. “So once I pull the briefcase down from the spot it is hanging, I get an InterNational title shot anywhere and anytime I want it. Shields, you better be prepared for the worst because I will get you when there is nothing you can do about it. You could be laying in the ring with your leg snapped in two pieces, and that is when I will strike. This is the start of a legacy, and I am far more than ready for it. I have waited day after day for this chance, and now I have it. I don’t care who steps into the ring come time for the match, I WILL be the one holding that briefcase high into the air.”Robert picks up the wine glass and downs all of the wine that was left. He lets out a sigh type noise of satisfaction and lets go of the glass. It falls to the ground and shatters into a ton of small pieces. “Something that I forgot to mention about myself. During my time as an actor, I always did my own stunts. I was NEVER a wussy when it came to what it was. Hell, I would have jumped off of the empire state building had it been in my script. So come time for Money in the Bank, don’t be surprised when I kick everybody’s ass. See you at Wrestlemania five.”
Robert looks over his sunglasses at the camera again with a serious look on his face. As the scene fades to dark you can see him motioning to his maid to come clean up the broken glass. --End Scene 2--
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Post by Matt Sydal on Jul 5, 2015 21:19:12 GMT -5
We see Matt Sydal standing besides Phil Latio.
Boris Troy: Hi I'm Boris Troy and I am here with Matt Sydal, the man formerly known as Evan Bourne. Why did you keep Matt Sydal instead of reusing Evan Bourne again?
Matt is seen in front of the wall not up against it though, he is in a headstand position with his legs circled in an Indian style/butterfly position with the heels of hightop boots covered by his usual kickpads. His voice is calm.
Matt: I have been Matt Sydal since 2003, Evan Bourne was a WWE trademark creation, it was better than what they were gonna call me, which was Jordan Jackson. Colin Delaney actually first came up with Air Bourne and I was jealous because I am a big fan of puns, I was thinking " I should have thought of that". It was Joey Styles who helped me though.
I was Sydal and Lance Sydal when I was backyard wrestling, which came from Sabu, who was homicidal, genocidal, I was Sydal. I got to TNA and they asked me my name and I could not just say MATT, which is Matt all caps because in GCW where I trained I was to young to have a last name. As Matt Sydal I made my name as one of the best up an coming cruiserweight technicians and now I'm a 15 year veteran. Evan Bourne is just 6 years old.
Boris Troy: Is there a difference in ring, in style with the names?
Matt: With my specific Sydal stuff I have more I can do, I have a submission finisher, I have a power move finisher, I have a powerhouse + aerial finisher from the top of the turnbuckle, a belly to belly moonsault slam.
I have 200 + moves as Sydal. I can do it all. Evan Bourne was expected just to fly fly fly, which no doubt is my bread and butter but I have other things.
Boris Troy: Well in Money in The Bank, you need that highflying stuff, right?
Matt: Of course, but you need more than high risk to win Money in the bank, I have been in a few; you need that extra something to pull you up that ladder and I have that. I am going to ascend that ladder and there will be no more jumping off and throwing it all away for a replay of Air Bourne, they have seen that twice. I am going to reach the top that ladder, unhook the briefcase and I am going to hold it proudly. I am not going to go on a losing streak like everyone else does after they win it, I will not flake out of matches because I have it, it will be a championship until I cash it in on that perfect moment and after 15 years from cleaning and setting up rings, to working in dirty rings, from backyards of Missouri to a warehouse to highschool gyms to Madison Sqaure garden and Wrestlemania, I will be world champion.
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