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Post by Mighty Man Millson on Mar 25, 2012 7:13:33 GMT -4
i]Match Two[/i]
Singles Match
Troy Meadows vs Kristina Calhoun
Troy and Kristina were former lovers, but tonight they go one on one in the ring, with all love strewn aside. This match is sure to be feisty.
Referee: John Patterson
Promo round ends on Friday
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Post by Troy Meadows on Mar 27, 2012 13:13:48 GMT -4
Stip set for this match is as follows:
If Troy wins Kristina must join CoD
If Kristina wins she gets full custody over their 2 daughters.
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Post by Troy Meadows on Mar 28, 2012 0:13:43 GMT -4
Promo 1 The camera cuts on to a bottle of whiskey with the label facing away. There are several cigarettes in an ashtray next to it and one is still slowly smoldering. The smoke lingering slowly towards the ceiling almost dancing as it flows. The silence is truly deafening before a hand moves to the front of the camera. The right hand of the most hated man in all EVPW wrapping his lengthy fingers around the lens. Slight darkness is all that can be seen before the hand begins to pull away and the camera is now focused on Troy's face. The indication on his finger from where a ring would rest a slight oversight as the visual team did not reshade it using graphics. A small silver chain hung from his neck leading down into his Cult of Darkness t-shirt. His smug smile was more then evidence of him having something up his sleeve for the upcoming match. The lids of his eyes closed quickly as he blinked before beginning his vicious diatribe aimed at the mother of this children.The stage is set, and you can put all the ducks in a row but they are only quack when I ask them to. Oh am I touching a sore subject now? The usual almost squinting of his eyes widens as he looked into the camera. Clearly the hidden message meant for only Kristina to understand. Many fans scratching at their heads as they view not grasping the depth of the subject at hand.You want custody of the children. Well that's just too fucking bad what you want. Cause I could give a rats ass what you think about me or anyone I know. And for all you little lemmings sitting ring side. Watch this match and watch me destroy the punk princess you all wish she was. She is nothing but a washed up whore that is good for only one thing. Laying on her slutty ass back and letting me put children into. But hell is that not what all women are? A cum dumpster for a guy to use when he pleases when he wants to. Many of the male views want to laugh at his comment but are too surrounded by jeering women to even attempt to accept his chauvinistic point of view. They almost begin to Boo at his words only so they do not have to sleep on the couch. The palms of his hands outstretched as his hands flew up quickly as if trying to backpedal out of his last statement.Sorry you whores do not understand a woman's place in this world so let me explain it to you nice and simple. You are to get on your knees and open wide like a good little whore when and only when us men snap our fingers. The jeering only gets louder and louder as a smirk crawls across his face slowly. Painfully obvious to all the management that he is in fact the top heel in the company for a good reason. The idea calming from a marketing perspective until the camera feed catches a glimpse of the crowd as it looks like the fans are near rioting. A small banner pops up at the bottom of the screen with bold wording. "Troy's views are not the opinions of EVPW." The crowd worked up at this point looking to watch Troy bleed buckets for the Punk Princess. Troy takes a soft sigh letting the fans calm back down before continuing his speech.Woman have no place in wrestling. The only reason we ever allowed girls in the company was so they guys did not turn into... well like the Rainbow Regiment. Well shock shock... not enough girls and those two "Guys" decided to switch teams. An abomination is what they are. But they are not my focus this Sunday. You are my little whore of an ex girlfriend. The crowd begins to chant religiously as the censor team is left on their toes at all times for this segment. Troy's hands lower slowly as he leans into the camera more to bring the message home loud and clear.Kristina your fate is sealed at Prelude to Madness. The only question on your mind should be will I use a condom when i fuck you this time? The movement of his left arm foreshadowing at the slap to the camera before he walked out of frame. The fans left as a clear sign of Hatred personified as the feed faded to black slowly. The lack of Mona and the chauvinistic comments giving dirt sheet writers only more questions about the state of her employment.TBC-
Send your hate mail to Candypants564@Gmail.org that's not my email but that guy needs more hate.
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Post by Kristina Calhoun on Mar 28, 2012 20:27:07 GMT -4
Kristina Sat next to a pair of twin sleigh beds. Inside them are her twins, Taylor and Kayleigh. Kristina is smiling at them both asleep.
"they are 7 years old now... i miss out on 5 years of school plays and birthdays... of scrapped knees and ripped jeans... Learning to ride a two wheeler... I made a mistake... all 3 of us paid... i went to jail, they went to live with daddy. I tell them every day troy 'Daddy and mommy can't ever be together again.. we just fell out of love.' It kills me to say it... cause i remember our song... Fireflies by Owl City... it was playing while two crazy young kids went to vegas to support two freinds... I said 'OOH! i love this song!' and started to sing along... you just laughed... i can be soft and girlly when i need to be... and Hardcore straight edge when i have to be... But i am 100% me 100% of the time." she said this in a hushed tone as not to wake the girls up. She went into the kitchen. “you say this is the place for women? Go back to the rock you crawled out from under. We were once two crazy kids that loved each other with every fiber… then the twins came and you and I knew we needed extra money, and we started taking indy bookings. We Even took Kayleigh and taylor once. We started talking about more kids, getting married eventually, then I got pregnant again with a baby boy… it was not ment to be. We have two on this earth, 1 flying around on butterfly wings and now you talk about me being nothing more then a tool for you to use? Well, take a look around Trevor Meadows…. I’m No one tool… and if you think so, you are sadly mistaken… I will NOT let you corrupt those girls asleep now.. Try to take them away… and I will protect them… Bring it on Meadows… Bring it on.. I’m Damn ready..”
Kristi grins and grabs the camera and pan around to the pool house. “There, is where our first date happened… you and me ate Cajun food, and we listened to music and I fell asleep on a pool deck chair. You treated me with respect back then.. And now things have changed. You may win at Prelude, but i will win the War..” The camera faded out to black.
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