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Post by Wade Mason on Mar 18, 2010 2:51:28 GMT -5
[Singles Match] French Montana Vs. James Dean
Limit: 2 Each Team Maximum First Deadline: Sunday March 21st at 11:59pm EST Final Deadline: Monday March 22nd at 11:59pm EST Kirsten Shelley: With the startling statement from Wade Mason this week, Alli Taylor looks to find some sort of balance against Mason and Montana. James Dean made his return last week and one of of the best matches of the night against rookie, Nikko TaDa.
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Post by kingjames on Mar 21, 2010 18:04:47 GMT -5
;III.Help, I’m Alive!Excessive typing can be heard in the distance. We’re in the same old broken down house James lit the picture on fire last week. Most of the furniture is gone, just the broken television set remains with broken glass all around it, and half of the flooring is ripped up. James is sitting on the floor on the half where the cracked hardwood remains with a lap top in front of him, a cigarette in his mouth and a beer half empty beside him. His fingers are typing at a pace a veteran secretary would be jealous of. He’s talking to himself, mostly cuss words, while he uses what appears to be an FBI search engine. “Yes, we finally found it,” He says in a sadistically happy tone, taking a celebratory sip of his beer. Zooming in on the screen a whole page based on Anthony Booth and his past can be seen. He takes a drag of his smoke and ponders for a moment. “I don’t think this will help at all. There must be more - there has to be,” James says almost whining before putting the smoke out on the floor and continuing his search. He’s becoming more enraged with every page he looks at. ‘Anthony Booth‘, ‘Booth family tree‘ and ‘Ottawa prison suicide‘ are just some of the things James has typed into the search engine. He’s clearly up to something. He finally comes to a page and leans back in relief. He takes the final sip of his beer and flings the bottle across the room, it smashes against the television set. It’s a page of Booth’s family tree. It starts of with his grand father, Anthony Booth Sr. and his grand mother Hope Gomez - Booth then moves onto his father and mother - James Booth and Mila Garcia - Booth and his uncle and aunt Carlos and Marsha Booth. James lights up yet another smoke while he scans the whole page more than once. On Booth’s side he’s the only child - Anthony James Booth II - and there it was on the other side his only remaining family member, his cousin Kyle Booth. He brings the cursor over the name and clicks. Everything is revealed on this page - his address, date of birth, job, past, criminal record - absolutely everything. Booth lives right here in California just a five minute walk from James' house. Coincidence? James stands up and puts his jacket on, dropping the cigarette on the floor and stepping on it to put it out. He grabs a beer from the case of 24 sitting in the corner and puts it in his pocket for the road. It may be just down the street but its the middle of the night and something has to keep him warm from the midnight breeze. The moment he steps outside a cop car drives by slowly making sure he's not up to anything before driving away. Some people may have taken that as a sign to go back into the house but not James. He's on a mission. He gets to the house but does not approach right away, scanning the surroundings. The neighborhood is much nicer than his and the house is gorgeous. It looks to be freshly painted in a classic beige color, with brown shutters and a white picket fence. The website said he was a doctor but James didn't expect him to be this well off. He takes a few steps closer but is stopped in his tracks by a black Dodge Viper GT pulling into the drive way. He immediately turns and stands behind one of the hedges on the neighbors lawn. The license plate reads 'Booth' and a man steps out of the car. It is clearly Anthony Booth as the resemblance can be seen. James pulls up the back of his wife beater to reveal a platinum plated .357 Magnum. He brings it to his lips and kisses the barrel of the gun before jolting over to the garage and raising the gun up to Booth's face. "Get the fuck up against the wall!" He shouts before pistol whipping Booth in the back of the head, dropping him to his knee's. "Close the fucking garage door!" Booth complies with the wish and closes the door. He's shaking like a stripper. James grabs him by the right arm and stands him up forcefully pushing him into the house. The moment they get inside James trips him onto the floor and kicks him in the ribs. The sound of the impact is loud thanks in part to James' steel toes and Booths "oof". James paces back and forth talking to himself and shaking his head back and forth. He repeatedly mentions the name 'Anthony Booth' referring to his old partner. "Look, man... Just take whatever you want and leave..." He beings to plead coughing up a little blood before continuing on, "there's a lot of money in the basement. You can have it all." Little does he know that James is not interested in money. Booth hasn't glanced up at James at this point so there's no way he can recognize him. "Fuck. I'm not killing him!" James shouts to himself. He grabs Booth by the arm and drags him to the basement stairs, then down them without helping him up. Booth smashes his head against the concrete floor when the reach the bottom knocking him clear out. James then ties Booth up to a support pole and duck tapes him mouth. A little blood drips from the back of Kyle's head down his neck. James goes to leave but is stopped in his tracks by a safe. It's about six feet high and four feet wide. "There it is! You were right all along," He says before walking up to the safe and petting it. "This will make everything better.".... Last week I was facing off against a jobber. That's right, Nikki. In my eyes, hell, in the eyes of TGW you're a fucking jobber. I proved that last week and I'd be more than willing to prove it again in the future. Lucky for you there's bigger fish to fry then you. Like Xaria. But these are both stories that are best left for another day. There's another war brewing here in TGW and thats the one between me and management. You see, smart money would have been putting the TGW Title on the line here at Animosity. Why? Do I really deserve it after one win? Not really. I'm truthful enough to admit that. I will however say that I would attract WAY more fans then Frenchy here. I would attract more fans on a bad night against a jobber like Nikki fighting for the title in Alaska. I'm that good. You know it, I know it and all these fans know it. Alaska would triple its flights just to manage all the tourist intake. But management is blind, Frenchy is the Champion and I'm only fighting in my second match here in TGW. Even if I'm already being thrown in against the Champion in an attempt to shut people up.
I'll give that one to TGW. They were smart enough to realize that if anyone here is going to be able to make a mockery of the current Champion that would be me. Especially coming off a win with the momentum in my corner. I'm not a fucking pawn though. Got it? I'm not willing to do other peoples dirty work and I'm not willing to be ran around like I'm in the goddamn cotton fields. By throwing me in this match as your personal little goon you are pretty much admitting that I am main event material but you are not willing to put the title on me. Thats what I'm getting out of it anyway. You know what? As much as I'm sitting here complaining, it doesn't fucking matter. Why? I'm going to go out there at Animosity and completely destroy your champion. I'm going to put it in your head that the title belongs around my waist. Give you no other choice but to make the next one the big one. Just picture this - if I can do what I did last week with ring rust what do you think I'll do to Frenchy this week?
Enough about the booking team. Let's move onto my opponent personally. I'm not going to come out here like Nikki would and claim that I know you or what you're capable of. Let's get something straight. In my mind you're nothing. Don't take it personally that's just the way I am. Where I come from people have to earn respect, show what they are capable of. You haven't done that yet. You will at Animosity. Am I saying you will change my view on you? Highly unlikely. Some people say Nikki came close to beating me last week but I still think little of that bitch. So in other words you can come out and try your best. Prove to the world why you're the champion and all that jazz.
You'll get nothing for your efforts.
I'm not here to fail. I'm not going to lose to a man that names himself French either. Sorry. So when you come out to the ring and bring your 'A' game I'm going to show the world why that's just not fucking good enough anymore. I can go out there on any given night and be beaten. It's true. I'm going to bring you to hell and back in the process though. That's why coming out with your 'best' just isn't going to do it in TGW from this point on. Well, from last week on. Nikki brought everything she had and couldn't bring me down - couldn't faze me. I came out with victory. You'll bring everything you have and it won't mean shit either. I'll come out with the victory. I'm in this to hurt people, to put on a show, to win and most of all to prove all those fucks who said I was nothing wrong. I bring my 'A' game and then some. I guess you can say I don't care about your well being. I'll take your life if I have to.
I'll Jack Darling you.
Just like my opponents in the past and everyone I face in the future that won't fly with you. It doesn't matter. Eventually I will have your title around my waist, just smile and deal with it. I plan on making myself a two time world champion by the time I'm done here in TGW and you're definitely not stopping me. To be frank I don't see anyone here stopping me. There's nothing like being the face of a federation. To be champion. I, as you, already know that feeling. It's like fucking crack. I need it and I need it now. I'm not going to get what I want though because you seem to have quite the cushion around you here. You take days off whenever you want and you have matches of this caliber without putting the belt on the line. You're not a true champion. This match should be for the TGW Championship, period. You need to start showing your worth now that there's actual competition around here. Hell, you can keep going the way you are. TGW is just going to hand me the belt when they see how I leave you at Animosity.
How will you defend your belt on a respirator?
That way I can hand pick the opponent I think deserves a chance at the title and we can have a real match at Hysteria. It's a little philosophy an old fed I was in used - the people in the main event of a ppv actually deserved to be there. You see, who ever I end up facing will get this same treatment. It'll be a one sided affair and guess what? My match will be the match of the night. I'll steal the show, it's just what I do. That and going up against a match like yours Nikki could even put on a better show. I digress. We'll talk about Hysteria when the slut comes around. Right now it's all about you and I. It's all about your little vacation coming to an abrupt and very painfully humiliating end.
At Animosity you will fall.
Your reign is over, deal with it.end.
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