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Contender Posts : 1677 Age : 30 Location : Whitby, England

Noeleen Phoenix wrote:: OFF: I AM BACK FROM LE SCHOOL.
fuck you americans
and your time zones.
all live in the proper time zone of the british peeps.

Rock on, sister

Rookie Posts : 1037 Age : 29 Location : Hottie World

The Truth Has Set Me Free wrote:

Noeleen Phoenix wrote:: OFF: I AM BACK FROM LE SCHOOL.
fuck you americans
and your time zones.
all live in the proper time zone of the british peeps.

Rock on, sister

they don't understand us. sad times

Veteran Posts : 3005 Age : 28 Location : Canada

'' Times are looking grim these days ''

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The pyro that makes Nova famous, the lights dim down to black and the theme that gets your spine chilled and goosebumps on your arms tingle hits as fans boo the shit outta the Sacrificer Of Sorrow. They boo so loudly at one point they can't even hear his theme in all the commotion. They know exactly why he is out here tonight to call out Kevin Evans. Last week Nova came out all calm, and sincere in calling him out kindly but this time-- you can't see it; but there's a cold soul lying behind the frozen face of Nova. He's cold, manipulative, deadly and ruthless in the ring. He is...your Revolution World Champion. He walks onto the stage, once again the blank expression on his face, but behind it lies an angry man. He stands there for quite some time occasionally looking up every now and then at the crowd then smirks before slowly starting to approach the ramp. As he walks down he pauses tilts his head towards a kid and picks him up by the throat! What's he doing? And where the hell are the kids parents? Is he an orphan? He pulls him onto the ramp and covers his mouth so he can't hear his screaming and sits him on the mat. While he goes up the steps. The kid is afraid to jump off considering how far from the ground he is now, there's no way of getting out of this predicament. Nova stomps on the steps at he goes up and looks down at the kid telling him to go in, and surprisingly he listens and does what he is told and stands in the middle of the ring with his hands in his pocket tears rolling down his cheek. Nova's theme still blares in the background, the kid now finds the theme scary and irritating so he covers his ears still crying now. And we still wonder where the hell his parents are, we want answers! The crowd still boo's this is so hectic. Worst entrance ever some say on their signs. He is now standing in the ring finally has a mic in his hand the song fades away after the last lyric, slowly bringing the crowd to silence, Nova looks down at the ground with the kid staring up at him.
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|Make the Sacrifice|Alex Nova|Good things happen|

"It has been said, that in every mans lifetime he will experience at least ONE thing he fears.. but will not reveal it to anyone- not even close family members. We all have one thing to fear, but me? I fear nothing. I feel as if everything FEARS ME. Because this world is so complicated, I mean look at Kevin Evans for example. I come out last week, all nice and polite, saying my story, giving my word. And what does he do? He doesn't show up. Now that being said, I think everyone should pay from now on if Evans makes a mistake, now that doesn't seem fair does it? Simply because Evans makes too much mistakes, he is like a broken keyboard. No, more like stupid. He can't do anything right. Ever since I got help from A-Rod and Jones... my life has changed and so have my fellow fans. Which may I say I don't care much about, because, yeah you show up and watch me do my thing every week, and I respect you for that I mean who wouldn't? But fact of the matter is-- you don't show me RESPECT. So why should I care? You see that's the problem now a days. No respect in this world, no respect for champions.. it's silent. Now today I have brought a little friend, now he wont be introducing himself. Because, in case you didn't know this kid cannot speak. Cannot speak English, French, hell can't even mumble. I found him on the streets, as you can see by his clothes. And many of you wonder why would Nova help this little boy? And why did he bring him here? For one.. I'm not a nice person as you may know, this kid.. he helps me in some way which I cannot say--yet. Now, his name is Carlos. Heres the story. Carlos was a little boy, growing up on the other side of the city. Now he was one of those quiet kids, and I don't mean it like speaking, I mean he was always put down, always abused by his parents. So one day he ran away from home, and just kept walking and walking until he came into the city. Before living in the agricultural area, not having anyone to fend for now by himself. And with me. Now the only way he can communicate is by writing, and does he know how to write. Better than me, but here's the thing we have in common. He hates Evans. See back there where he lived he watched ECCW, he watched EFNW, he watched CWW, and he watched ME...why Am i talking... Evans, your DONE. Your legacy everything you HAD is done... no more mr nice guy Evans... it's sleepy time.."

Nova takes the little boys hand and walks out of the arena done with his speech
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#1 Contender Posts : 2156

Marcelo Evans wants to cut a promo, but he has nobodys to feud with, which makes it pointless. So he goes looking for somebody all mighty and wise...

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Mesa wrote:: Marcelo Evans wants to cut a promo, but he has nobodys to feud with, which makes it pointless. So he goes looking for somebody all mighty and wise...

*Robert Cairo walks up to Marcelo, examining him from head to toe*

Robert: Well hello there. Who might you be?

#1 Contender Posts : 2156

Future TJ wrote:

Mesa wrote:: Marcelo Evans wants to cut a promo, but he has nobodys to feud with, which makes it pointless. So he goes looking for somebody all mighty and wise...

*Robert Cairo walks up to Marcelo, examining him from head to toe*

Robert: Well hello there. Who might you be?

Marcelo Evans raises his eyebrow suspiciously as Cairo looks him over.

"The name's Marcelo Evans, and you are?"

Hall of Famer Posts : 4741 Age : 30 Location : Emerald

[Kevin Evans sends a statement to Alex Nova]

"Hey bum licker. I am just letting you know I am not going to answer your petty calling out since Lyndon is the man I want to bring down now. I am done with you for a while. When I am done with Lyndon I am coming straight for you and my title. See ya later brown nose. Stay sharp."

From

The Classic

Kevin Evans

Hall of Famer Posts : 3955 Age : 28

RECORDED ON ECCW TELEVISION

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"After wrestling on every stage in the damned planet, I can proudly say that I am one of the best professional wrestlers in the world!", states Jones boldly in the centre of the ring after making his entrance to a mixed reaction. Harry takes a moment to collect his thoughts, before continuing.

Harry Jones: "My kicks break bones. My submissions rip tendons. Jarrett Calloway, I don't think you're ready. I don’t think you’re anymore ready than Hardcore Demon, Danny D, Venom, Cameron Worley or any of the countless others were. You may think that since you’ve gained all of this experience and you’ve accumulated all of these achievements wrestling in front of the ECCW crowd, that you’re somehow better than I am. When you manage to earn yourself an accolade or two in another promotion, then I might give you the slightest of my respect; but until that day -- What am I talking about? That day will never come! You don't have what it takes to succeed anywhere outside of the caring, compassionate, welcoming arms of the Jericho's ... and you know it, Calloway..."

Harry feels the tension in the air as ascends to the top rope, where he casually takes a seat.

Harry Jones: "When it comes down to it ... it’s the kill or be killed mentality that gets you ahead in this business. I have that mind set. You may think that you do, and you can say you do until you’re blue in the face… but you don’t. I’ve seen it in your matches. I’ve watched you slug around the ring, and it’s kind of sad that yes ... you have the talent, but you don’t have the desire – the passion – the determination that is needed to leave a legacy. I haven’t wrestled for this company for very long, and my name still is mentioned when you think of people that have left their mark in ECCW. What I left behind was a long-forgotten era of excitement, which will forever be reminisced by the fans of professional wrestling! I gained attention ... and I gained respect. Jarrett, there’s no doubt that you will one day leave this company and the name 'Jarrett Calloway' will be listed under hall of fame - but that doesn’t mean anything right now. You once possessed the fire, and now? Now you don’t. You haven't had the fire, since the day this promotion started handing out undeserved championship reigns to generic, untalented 'sports-entertainers' like Venom and yourself. You aren't anything special, Calloway. You are just an ordinary man. A man ... heh ... a man that has gained the bad luck to have to face me at Powerplay. Sorry about your luck there, pal, but maybe I can help you? Maybe me beating the sense out of you this Sunday will help you open your eyes. Maybe you will come to the realization that you aren't as special as you've made yourself out to be. Maybe - "

TBC by Calloway

OT: Eh, my reply will be better.

Contender Posts : 1677 Age : 30 Location : Whitby, England

Bill Mayne is backstage, standing with Eric Lindgren, ready for an interview. Mayne raises his misrophone to his lips and adresses the EFNW audience watching this occur on the Titantron.

Bill: I'm here with one of EFNW's newest signings, Eric Lindgren. Now, Eric, you are set to debut next week in the first round of the EFNW Rulez tournament that could see you as Number 1 contender for the Revolution title should you win it. Any thoughts?

Bill hands Eric the microphone and we hear from Lindgren for the first time in EFNW.

Eric: First of all, let me say that it is a dream come true for me to be here on EFNW. One day, I could be working in the ring with the greats, greats like Harry Jones, Cyrus Black and Twista XL. And yes, I do debut in some style, having impressed management enough for them to think I deserve a shot at the Revolution championship. And seeing who holds the title, a Mr. Alex Nova, I've got to say that I hope I've got what it takes. Because me and Nova have a little bit of history, in fact, we're going to be facing each other at CWW's Bound 2 Death Pay Per View, so we could put on a great match. But for now, I'm just focused on making a name for myself, whether I win, lose or draw next week. So here's a name to remember for all you fans out there. I'm Eric Lindgren and I'm the 'Blue Chipper'.

Lindgren smiles as the camera skims to another part of the arena for the next segment.

Veteran Posts : 3005 Age : 28 Location : Canada

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EFNW fans we are here exclusive at the Hotel of EFNW rising superstar Alex Nova. Now over the past months, Nova you have had some things to sort out, but have made your presence felt and that little boy and having to deal with the contenders for your title.. whats going through your head?

Alex Nova: I have been watching, like I do all the time EFNW live on air 24/7, I just saw and would like to welcome Eric to EFNW.. don't consider it warm welcome because you wont be staying here long. Sure we may have a few things to sort out over there on CWW but honestly.. let it go, you'll be out of the picture quickly...

*He looks down for a moment*

Alex Nova: As for the little boy he is in the bathroom at the moment no need to talk about him soon I will reveal week by week as time goes on what his importance to the company is. Not physically but mentally, and my opinions of the contenders stay solid..; they don't deserve what I hold onto.. now get out of my sight

*He pushes the camera man out of the door and the interviewer as well
as we go off air onto another segment*

Hall of Famer Posts : 4741 Age : 30 Location : Emerald

[Kevin Evans is with a cameraman and he is about to cut a promo on Jake]

OOC:

Nova you piece of sex.

Chat box.

Veteran Posts : 3005 Age : 28 Location : Canada

Alex Nova arrives at the EFNW arena with the Revolution title around his shoulder smoking a joint in the freezing cold then heads in and bumps into ________.

Curtain Jerker Posts : 505 Age : 29 Location : Over here.

[Robert Robinson is too lazy to do that promo of his and decides to do it tomorrow instead.]

Executive Posts : 2065 Age : 29 Location : The X Complex

RifRad wrote:: *Riff's chuckles as he lowers his head to take off his glasses before looking back up to Casey.*

Riff Radley
"It's always been about you, hasn't it Casey? I mentioned your name once and you come running! Yes, I've been watching you and Tim for a while and I know he let you down, but Tim knows the rules of the game. This isn't a tag team alliance and he should know, if he chooses to split, it won't matter much. I'll find other assets. I've already got these two. Speaking of which, I'm surprised you don't remember Mark at least. Maybe the hair, the suit, or the discipline I guess."

*One of the men shifts slightly, most likely Mark. Riff paces to the rope closest to the ramp.*

Riff Radley
"Back to the point. Yup, childhood, yada yada, I did this, yada yada, I did that, yada yada, blah blah. Sounds about right, you covered the majority of the bases. Obviously, if you know me best, you should know that I provided you many of your oppurtunities. Wasn't it I that introduced you to 'the boys'? That allowed you to set up Tenda Crew. Wasn't it I that brought you to that ring in Woonsocket, Rhode Island for the first time? That really spurred your ability. Wasn't it I that drove you to Maryland to face the man I'm standing in this ring with right now? That got you your big break in wrestling entertainment."

*Tim looks somewhat irritated about the match being brought up, but Riff continues.*

Riff Radley
"In essence, Riff Radley made Casey Anomaly. Could never really change your damn personality though. Always jumping to conclusions. I was actually going to propose the same thing to you, had the opportunity arisen, but knowing your stubborn ass ego of yours would never let you get something you didn't 'earn' yourself. So, if you ever, for any reason at all, want it, I've got a special contract typed up just for you. I'd hate to see you miss an opportunity because Tim got it first."

*Riff smiles at Tim, talking to him off mic, a bit of the conversation can be heard, about any match, any man, anywhere. Riff turns back towards Casey, smile still on his face.*

Riff Radley
"All is fair in love and war and business buddy. I've taken what I've been given. Dad always tried to teach me the importance of using what you had to get what you want. Never really took any of it to heart until now. If you'd like, I could give you a lesson or two, I've already got a contract."

*The fans obviously dislike Riff already, barely ten minutes into his career at EFNW. Riff's devilish smile stays on his face as a "Don't sign! Don't sign!" chant starts up.*

*Casey Anomaly looks out at the fans for a moment with a blank expression on his face. He then begins to rub his chin whole pacing the stage back and forth. He stops and sighs before looking down at his feet rubbing the back of his head*

"I mean it would be the smart thing to do right?... I don't wanna get beat up by the juice heads or even worse jumped by a rich pompous douche bag. Gee this is a really hard decision.. I think I may have a pen in my pocket to sign it..."

*Casey reaches into his pocket. He stops for a moment and his concerned look goes away as he looks up at Riff with an expression of anger while Riff is digging in his pockets frantically looking for the contract. Riff notices Casey just staring him down and stops. Casey then lifts his hand out of his pocket, flipping Riff off in the process. The fans go fucking nuts at the sight of Casey flipping Riff the bird. Flashes from cameras are going off at all angles, illuminating the arena. Casey then holds his hand there and keeps the same facial expression*

"How dare you? How dare you ever think I would sell away my soul just to be some one's crone? How dare you even get the slightest thought in your mind that I would work for such a filthy company filled with heretics, hypocrites and ass holes. I couldn't even begin to imagine how you would think I would be okay with that!"

*Casey puts his hand down and takes a deep breath trying to calm himself*

"But thats besides the point. The point is that you're extremely delusional Riff and you always have bee. Sure you brought me to Maryland for my first in ring match but I had about three other people able to bring me. You drove us to that ring in Woonsocket but how long did that really last?"

*Casey chuckles and shakes his head while pacing the stage*

"Riff you never made me, you only helped me. And there have been many people who have only helped me but no one worked for me, no one won matches for me and no one won titles for me. I did that all on my own. Unlike you. Who used his money to try and advance yourself in the world of professional wrestling. And it isn't even your money its your fathers money from his stupid company. Which does what again? Makes toothpicks, or sporks or some other useless bullshit? No one cares though all these people need to know is how absolutely ridiculous that some one as uncharismatic and untalented as you thinks he can make it in this company. That one sham of a four day title reign doesn't mean shit to any one. You want to ask me how I feel about certain things? Well how does it feel to be a paper champion? How does it feel to always be overrated? How does it feel to be a worthless prick?"

*Casey is grinning at Riff, Tim ad the juice heads standing in and by the ring while the fans are going nuts. He then starts rubbing the side of his face while looking at every one*

"Speaking of worthless pieces of shit I see four of you down there in the ring right now. And well theres only little old me standing up here by myself. Now I am not a stupid man.. well most of the time.. but I digress, and I'm smart enough to realize that I am definitely outnumbered and with your.."

*Casey does air quotes and makes a funny face mocking Riff's aristocracy*

" 'superb-business-man-skills' having three lackeys at your disposal. And only jeebus knows how many more fucking idiots you will buy out for your little Radley Corp, cluster fuck. There is one, woman though I know will be willing to help kick all your asses and truth be told she probably can. I bet she could probably kick the asses of half the men in this company. Let me no longer keep you all suspended wondering who this mysterious woman is. She is my cousin and the future Vixen's EFNW Champion: Noeleen, Phoenix!"

*Casey grins and begins to clap as Noeleen's music hits*

OFF Continued by Noereen

Curtain Jerker Posts : 769 Age : 33

*William Davis' entrance music hits, signaling the arrival of the EFNW Tag Team Champions, Fight Money. William is the first out onto the stage, hoisting his Tag Team Championship high in the air for everyone to see. His partner, Coty Weston, is out next, his own title secure arond his waist. William puts his championship over his shoulder before raising his hands and rubbing his forefingers against his thumbs, a universal gesture of money. He points to Coty next, who shows off an impressive musculature before they both head down the ramp to the ring. William is the first to grab a microphone, smiling a knowing smile as Coty stands in the background. He listens to the boos for a moment before speaking.*

William Davis: Hey, show a little more respect! The two men in this ring are your EFNW Tag Team Champions!

*William gives the matter some thought, before turning to Coty.*

William: You know, now that it comes to it, I don't really want to be their Tag Team Champion, do I? I'm a champion of champions, and we are the tag team all other tag teams should strive to be! The people I see right now, even the guys sitting here in the front row, I am not their champion. We are not their champions. We'd have to like them, and we'd have to be like them. And being like them is something I hope I never have to lower myself to.

*Coty steps forward now, and angry glare on his face.*

Coty: I have seen the worst of humanity while I was policing Sin City itself. I've seen murderers, rapists, thieves who have made off with millions. But I learned what is slowly killing our society is people like *he points* each and every one of you. People today are lazy, relying on people like me to protect you and serve you, people like my partner to give up their hard-earned dollar for you. I got sick of it. So here I am, making my own fortune with my own blood and sweat. Sweat, I'm sure you understand, your shirts must be soaked from hauling your fat asses up to those nosebleed seats, yeah?

*William cuts him off as the crowd is booing him. Coty looks at William a second before backing off.*

William: The point my associate is trying to make, is that we are a cut above the rabble, each for our own reasons. We work together, as only people who know how good they are can. And now, as EFNW Tag Team Champions, we're going back to an old stomping ground for a new round of stomping. I don't know if any of you remember Doom Season 5, over on ECCW? Coty Weston and myself competed for a spot on the ECCW roster, with Dustin Shore as our mentor. We went against the likes of Kevin Evans, Ricky Lackett, and Santiago Del Rosario, and were both eliminated. We weren't given another chance by ECCW. And tell me, where are Ricky, Evans and Rosario now? They aren't where we are, on the pay-per-view card for PowerPlay!

*Coty come forward again with the microphone in hand.*

Coty: ECCW made a big mistake in turning us away. And it will finally hit home for them when we step into their yard and destroy Brilliant Joist or whatever their Tag team Champions call themselves. We are the premier tag team in the world, because our team is built by the greatest power in the world...money.

William: And we will prove this Saturday, that Fight Money is money to bank on.

*The music hits again as Coty and William each hold their Championship high, taunting the crowd from the turnbuckles as the camera cuts.*

Hall of Famer Posts : 3955 Age : 28

In what might be the most anticipated match ever, two rival forces will finally meet in the ring. Jarrett and Harry have both agreed to have a fair one on one fight, a fight that the whole world can't wait to see. Jarrett and Harry seem to be very evenly matched, as both have gotten the best of one another as of late. Both can talk the talk, but who will actually walk the walk? In recent weeks, it would appear as though Jarrett has gotten into Harry's head, though you wouldn't notice by listening to him. This is because of two attacks on Harry by Jarrett that have led to the distinct words, "See you at Powerplay." With this phrase ringing in the minds of everybody, this match has been in the making for what seems to have been forever. And with Matthew Jericho's threats to buy out EFNW, there may very well be more riding on this match than simply ego boosts and bragging rights. In a definite match of the year candidate, who will come out on top and emerge as the true best? Will it be the proud and confident Jarrett Calloway or the arrogant and savvy Harry Jones?

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Harry's Response to the ECCW Promotional Advertisement -- VIA PODCAST

"Wrestlers and fans alike; nobody respects Jarrett Calloway. After verbally destroying him on the microphone week-in and week-out over the course of the last four months, all I've had to contend with are a few sheepish attacks on Calloway's behalf, which is absolutely pathetic if you ask me. Even if I somehow managed to end up on the losing side of this match, the viewers will still be able to recognize who has actually DESERVES to be declared the winner of that match: I deserve to be declared to be the winner of that match! I'm not arrogant, nor do I possess any traits relevant with the term 'savvy'. I'm just a guy who calls things how I see them, and I see Jarrett as an overrated scrub who constantly pushes more talented guys out of the spotlight by giving himself constant World Championship Reigns, when we rarely even see him 'Arrive at the Arena', which isn't even that much of an ask! Jarrett is a pathetic champion and an even more pathetic wrestler! And hey, I'm not being arrogant; I'm just speaking on behalf of every wrestling fan who actually has half a brain cell! See you at Powerplay, Calloway!"

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The Legend of Casey wrote:

RifRad wrote:: *Riff's chuckles as he lowers his head to take off his glasses before looking back up to Casey.*

Riff Radley
"It's always been about you, hasn't it Casey? I mentioned your name once and you come running! Yes, I've been watching you and Tim for a while and I know he let you down, but Tim knows the rules of the game. This isn't a tag team alliance and he should know, if he chooses to split, it won't matter much. I'll find other assets. I've already got these two. Speaking of which, I'm surprised you don't remember Mark at least. Maybe the hair, the suit, or the discipline I guess."

*One of the men shifts slightly, most likely Mark. Riff paces to the rope closest to the ramp.*

Riff Radley
"Back to the point. Yup, childhood, yada yada, I did this, yada yada, I did that, yada yada, blah blah. Sounds about right, you covered the majority of the bases. Obviously, if you know me best, you should know that I provided you many of your oppurtunities. Wasn't it I that introduced you to 'the boys'? That allowed you to set up Tenda Crew. Wasn't it I that brought you to that ring in Woonsocket, Rhode Island for the first time? That really spurred your ability. Wasn't it I that drove you to Maryland to face the man I'm standing in this ring with right now? That got you your big break in wrestling entertainment."

*Tim looks somewhat irritated about the match being brought up, but Riff continues.*

Riff Radley
"In essence, Riff Radley made Casey Anomaly. Could never really change your damn personality though. Always jumping to conclusions. I was actually going to propose the same thing to you, had the opportunity arisen, but knowing your stubborn ass ego of yours would never let you get something you didn't 'earn' yourself. So, if you ever, for any reason at all, want it, I've got a special contract typed up just for you. I'd hate to see you miss an opportunity because Tim got it first."

*Riff smiles at Tim, talking to him off mic, a bit of the conversation can be heard, about any match, any man, anywhere. Riff turns back towards Casey, smile still on his face.*

Riff Radley
"All is fair in love and war and business buddy. I've taken what I've been given. Dad always tried to teach me the importance of using what you had to get what you want. Never really took any of it to heart until now. If you'd like, I could give you a lesson or two, I've already got a contract."

*The fans obviously dislike Riff already, barely ten minutes into his career at EFNW. Riff's devilish smile stays on his face as a "Don't sign! Don't sign!" chant starts up.*

*Casey Anomaly looks out at the fans for a moment with a blank expression on his face. He then begins to rub his chin whole pacing the stage back and forth. He stops and sighs before looking down at his feet rubbing the back of his head*

"I mean it would be the smart thing to do right?... I don't wanna get beat up by the juice heads or even worse jumped by a rich pompous douche bag. Gee this is a really hard decision.. I think I may have a pen in my pocket to sign it..."

*Casey reaches into his pocket. He stops for a moment and his concerned look goes away as he looks up at Riff with an expression of anger while Riff is digging in his pockets frantically looking for the contract. Riff notices Casey just staring him down and stops. Casey then lifts his hand out of his pocket, flipping Riff off in the process. The fans go fucking nuts at the sight of Casey flipping Riff the bird. Flashes from cameras are going off at all angles, illuminating the arena. Casey then holds his hand there and keeps the same facial expression*

"How dare you? How dare you ever think I would sell away my soul just to be some one's crone? How dare you even get the slightest thought in your mind that I would work for such a filthy company filled with heretics, hypocrites and ass holes. I couldn't even begin to imagine how you would think I would be okay with that!"

*Casey puts his hand down and takes a deep breath trying to calm himself*

"But thats besides the point. The point is that you're extremely delusional Riff and you always have bee. Sure you brought me to Maryland for my first in ring match but I had about three other people able to bring me. You drove us to that ring in Woonsocket but how long did that really last?"

*Casey chuckles and shakes his head while pacing the stage*

"Riff you never made me, you only helped me. And there have been many people who have only helped me but no one worked for me, no one won matches for me and no one won titles for me. I did that all on my own. Unlike you. Who used his money to try and advance yourself in the world of professional wrestling. And it isn't even your money its your fathers money from his stupid company. Which does what again? Makes toothpicks, or sporks or some other useless bullshit? No one cares though all these people need to know is how absolutely ridiculous that some one as uncharismatic and untalented as you thinks he can make it in this company. That one sham of a four day title reign doesn't mean shit to any one. You want to ask me how I feel about certain things? Well how does it feel to be a paper champion? How does it feel to always be overrated? How does it feel to be a worthless prick?"

*Casey is grinning at Riff, Tim ad the juice heads standing in and by the ring while the fans are going nuts. He then starts rubbing the side of his face while looking at every one*

"Speaking of worthless pieces of shit I see four of you down there in the ring right now. And well theres only little old me standing up here by myself. Now I am not a stupid man.. well most of the time.. but I digress, and I'm smart enough to realize that I am definitely outnumbered and with your.."

*Casey does air quotes and makes a funny face mocking Riff's aristocracy*

" 'superb-business-man-skills' having three lackeys at your disposal. And only jeebus knows how many more fucking idiots you will buy out for your little Radley Corp, cluster fuck. There is one, woman though I know will be willing to help kick all your asses and truth be told she probably can. I bet she could probably kick the asses of half the men in this company. Let me no longer keep you all suspended wondering who this mysterious woman is. She is my cousin and the future Vixen's EFNW Champion: Noeleen, Phoenix!"

*Casey grins and begins to clap as Noeleen's music hits*

OFF Continued by Noereen

OFF: YEAH BITCHES. MAH TIME. ok, it was kinda shit reply but i tried my best considering the fact i know crap all about le feud.

Noeleen Phoenix

Noeleen appears out from behind in her non ring attire, something casual she would wear and makes her way down to the ring giving some sort of fan interaction by highfiving or else giving them the odd hug.

Coming into the ring she walks past both Tim and Riff giving them a harsh look before being infront of Casey taking the spot light.

Yes, it is me, the person who will not only work with Casey to help him here at EFNW but to help kick these two morons asses. Believe me I have no problem doing so and not only that but I can work my little magic to turn the tables around here when I feel like it.

Pushes her hair back and goes more closer to Tim and Riff to speak to them more personally.

You can laugh all you want the both of you's two; thinking I am Casey's last resort or something but you are quite wrong. Ever heard of a thing called trust? I'm sure you haven't but with you and Tim it doesn't exist. Me and Casey, it does. So who knows your little blonde haired friend here Riff could turn on you any second without you even getting any hints of him doing so.

Smirks.

I know exactly what the both of you are thinking, "Oh, she is just a vixen, we can just play about with her as she is weaker than us and completely irrelevant." Wrong. Just because you think you can walk all of me like shit. A little warning for you's both... you can now watch each others backs knowing my existence now and that I will be working more around here that what I previously did.

Looks Riff and Tim both up and down judging them and rolling her eyes walking back over beside Casey who has a pretty big height difference between him and her.

Subject: Re: EFNW Wrestling >> "Chronicles of Extreme" Fri Dec 09, 2011 7:17 pm

Noeleen Phoenix wrote:

The Legend of Casey wrote:

RifRad wrote:: *Riff's chuckles as he lowers his head to take off his glasses before looking back up to Casey.*

Riff Radley
"It's always been about you, hasn't it Casey? I mentioned your name once and you come running! Yes, I've been watching you and Tim for a while and I know he let you down, but Tim knows the rules of the game. This isn't a tag team alliance and he should know, if he chooses to split, it won't matter much. I'll find other assets. I've already got these two. Speaking of which, I'm surprised you don't remember Mark at least. Maybe the hair, the suit, or the discipline I guess."

*One of the men shifts slightly, most likely Mark. Riff paces to the rope closest to the ramp.*

Riff Radley
"Back to the point. Yup, childhood, yada yada, I did this, yada yada, I did that, yada yada, blah blah. Sounds about right, you covered the majority of the bases. Obviously, if you know me best, you should know that I provided you many of your oppurtunities. Wasn't it I that introduced you to 'the boys'? That allowed you to set up Tenda Crew. Wasn't it I that brought you to that ring in Woonsocket, Rhode Island for the first time? That really spurred your ability. Wasn't it I that drove you to Maryland to face the man I'm standing in this ring with right now? That got you your big break in wrestling entertainment."

*Tim looks somewhat irritated about the match being brought up, but Riff continues.*

Riff Radley
"In essence, Riff Radley made Casey Anomaly. Could never really change your damn personality though. Always jumping to conclusions. I was actually going to propose the same thing to you, had the opportunity arisen, but knowing your stubborn ass ego of yours would never let you get something you didn't 'earn' yourself. So, if you ever, for any reason at all, want it, I've got a special contract typed up just for you. I'd hate to see you miss an opportunity because Tim got it first."

*Riff smiles at Tim, talking to him off mic, a bit of the conversation can be heard, about any match, any man, anywhere. Riff turns back towards Casey, smile still on his face.*

Riff Radley
"All is fair in love and war and business buddy. I've taken what I've been given. Dad always tried to teach me the importance of using what you had to get what you want. Never really took any of it to heart until now. If you'd like, I could give you a lesson or two, I've already got a contract."

*The fans obviously dislike Riff already, barely ten minutes into his career at EFNW. Riff's devilish smile stays on his face as a "Don't sign! Don't sign!" chant starts up.*

*Casey Anomaly looks out at the fans for a moment with a blank expression on his face. He then begins to rub his chin whole pacing the stage back and forth. He stops and sighs before looking down at his feet rubbing the back of his head*

"I mean it would be the smart thing to do right?... I don't wanna get beat up by the juice heads or even worse jumped by a rich pompous douche bag. Gee this is a really hard decision.. I think I may have a pen in my pocket to sign it..."

*Casey reaches into his pocket. He stops for a moment and his concerned look goes away as he looks up at Riff with an expression of anger while Riff is digging in his pockets frantically looking for the contract. Riff notices Casey just staring him down and stops. Casey then lifts his hand out of his pocket, flipping Riff off in the process. The fans go fucking nuts at the sight of Casey flipping Riff the bird. Flashes from cameras are going off at all angles, illuminating the arena. Casey then holds his hand there and keeps the same facial expression*

"How dare you? How dare you ever think I would sell away my soul just to be some one's crone? How dare you even get the slightest thought in your mind that I would work for such a filthy company filled with heretics, hypocrites and ass holes. I couldn't even begin to imagine how you would think I would be okay with that!"

*Casey puts his hand down and takes a deep breath trying to calm himself*

"But thats besides the point. The point is that you're extremely delusional Riff and you always have bee. Sure you brought me to Maryland for my first in ring match but I had about three other people able to bring me. You drove us to that ring in Woonsocket but how long did that really last?"

*Casey chuckles and shakes his head while pacing the stage*

"Riff you never made me, you only helped me. And there have been many people who have only helped me but no one worked for me, no one won matches for me and no one won titles for me. I did that all on my own. Unlike you. Who used his money to try and advance yourself in the world of professional wrestling. And it isn't even your money its your fathers money from his stupid company. Which does what again? Makes toothpicks, or sporks or some other useless bullshit? No one cares though all these people need to know is how absolutely ridiculous that some one as uncharismatic and untalented as you thinks he can make it in this company. That one sham of a four day title reign doesn't mean shit to any one. You want to ask me how I feel about certain things? Well how does it feel to be a paper champion? How does it feel to always be overrated? How does it feel to be a worthless prick?"

*Casey is grinning at Riff, Tim ad the juice heads standing in and by the ring while the fans are going nuts. He then starts rubbing the side of his face while looking at every one*

"Speaking of worthless pieces of shit I see four of you down there in the ring right now. And well theres only little old me standing up here by myself. Now I am not a stupid man.. well most of the time.. but I digress, and I'm smart enough to realize that I am definitely outnumbered and with your.."

*Casey does air quotes and makes a funny face mocking Riff's aristocracy*

" 'superb-business-man-skills' having three lackeys at your disposal. And only jeebus knows how many more fucking idiots you will buy out for your little Radley Corp, cluster fuck. There is one, woman though I know will be willing to help kick all your asses and truth be told she probably can. I bet she could probably kick the asses of half the men in this company. Let me no longer keep you all suspended wondering who this mysterious woman is. She is my cousin and the future Vixen's EFNW Champion: Noeleen, Phoenix!"

*Casey grins and begins to clap as Noeleen's music hits*

OFF Continued by Noereen

OFF: YEAH BITCHES. MAH TIME. ok, it was kinda shit reply but i tried my best considering the fact i know crap all about le feud.

Noeleen Phoenix

Noeleen appears out from behind in her non ring attire, something casual she would wear and makes her way down to the ring giving some sort of fan interaction by highfiving or else giving them the odd hug.

Coming into the ring she walks past both Tim and Riff giving them a harsh look before being infront of Casey taking the spot light.

Yes, it is me, the person who will not only work with Casey to help him here at EFNW but to help kick these two morons asses. Believe me I have no problem doing so and not only that but I can work my little magic to turn the tables around here when I feel like it.

Pushes her hair back and goes more closer to Tim and Riff to speak to them more personally.

You can laugh all you want the both of you's two; thinking I am Casey's last resort or something but you are quite wrong. Ever heard of a thing called trust? I'm sure you haven't but with you and Tim it doesn't exist. Me and Casey, it does. So who knows your little blonde haired friend here Riff could turn on you any second without you even getting any hints of him doing so.

Smirks.

I know exactly what the both of you are thinking, "Oh, she is just a vixen, we can just play about with her as she is weaker than us and completely irrelevant." Wrong. Just because you think you can walk all of me like shit. A little warning for you's both... you can now watch each others backs knowing my existence now and that I will be working more around here that what I previously did.

Looks Riff and Tim both up and down judging them and rolling her eyes walking back over beside Casey who has a pretty big height difference between him and her.

*Tim finally looks like he's going to be speak, but before he can, Riff puts a hand up, to keep him quiet. Riff looks Noeleen up and down before snickering.*

Riff Radley
"Wow, Case, I always thought you were stupid, but I didn't know it ran in the family. *To Tim* Isn't this cute? Family members getting together? How often does that ever work? I mean *To the Meyhem brothers* I got lucky with those two! *Back to Casey and Noeleen* Now, seeing as both of you have the same blood, wouldn't it be smart to wonder if you can even trust your own cousin? Look at Casey for instance. We were near blood brothers and yet, he left me in the dust once his career took off. And that doesn't even cover the fact that he never mentioned you to me. He could do the same thing to you Noeleen, never trust blood. Now, I could have a contract written up for you write now, Noeleen. I could provide wonderful oppurtunities in the business, especially with you so new. I can take care of expenses for you, pay off a house or two, buy you some new clothes *At this point, he kind of looks her over again* Rather, a whole new wardrobe if you like. In exchange for a few favors here and there. Just a little business deal is all."

*Casey looks to interject, but Riff turns to him and cuts him off.*

Riff Radley
"I'm not done speaking Casey. Seeing as you're too thick for me to get any of this through your head, I guess I'll repeat myself. Yes, I did inherit this money, whether I earned it or not is immaterial, I have it, period. Yes, I did have just a four day title reign, but circumstances being what they are, I was quite honestly gipped. DT broke my leg, but as I said, "All is fair in love and war." Yes, my father was in the "toothpick" business, I almost forgot that you weren't around to know the details, but I suppose that's all you really need to know and/or want to know, ignorant little shit. I didn't think you'd become my enemy so fast in this company Casey, but so be it. I've got Tim now, but there will be more."

*He steps closer to John, an angry look spreading on his face.*

Riff Radley
"Believe me, Casey, you'll rue the day you skipped out on the Corporation."

*With that, Riff exits the ring, his "juice heads" following. Tim, unsure of what to do, follows them out after a moment of glaring at Casey. Riff motions to Tim to walk with him as they head back stage.*

Off: No fights just yet, like to do a bit of plotting first...

#1 Contender Posts : 2043 Age : 33

Mesa wrote:

Future TJ wrote:

Mesa wrote:: Marcelo Evans wants to cut a promo, but he has nobodys to feud with, which makes it pointless. So he goes looking for somebody all mighty and wise...

*Robert Cairo walks up to Marcelo, examining him from head to toe*

Robert: Well hello there. Who might you be?

Marcelo Evans raises his eyebrow suspiciously as Cairo looks him over.

"The name's Marcelo Evans, and you are?"

Cairo: I'm Robert Cairo. *Shakes Marcelo's hand* how are you doing, son?

Rookie Posts : 1037 Age : 29 Location : Hottie World

Noeleen Phoenix

Outside her locker room leaning against the wall just chilling since she arrives in rather early.

Contender Posts : 1677 Age : 30 Location : Whitby, England

Noeleen Phoenix wrote:: Noeleen Phoenix

Outside her locker room leaning against the wall just chilling since she arrives in rather early.

Eric Lindgren turns the corner, sees Noeleen and extends a hand.

Eric: Hi, Eric Lindgren.

Rookie Posts : 1037 Age : 29 Location : Hottie World

The Truth Has Set Me Free wrote:

Noeleen Phoenix wrote:: Noeleen Phoenix

Outside her locker room leaning against the wall just chilling since she arrives in rather early.

Eric Lindgren turns the corner, sees Noeleen and extends a hand.

Eric: Hi, Eric Lindgren.

Noeleen Phoenix

Confused at who the hell he is, she shakes his hand.

Noeleen Phoenix.

She smiles a little at him.

Contender Posts : 1677 Age : 30 Location : Whitby, England

Noeleen Phoenix wrote:

The Truth Has Set Me Free wrote:

Noeleen Phoenix wrote:: Noeleen Phoenix

Outside her locker room leaning against the wall just chilling since she arrives in rather early.

Eric Lindgren turns the corner, sees Noeleen and extends a hand.

Eric: Hi, Eric Lindgren.

Noeleen Phoenix

Confused at who the hell he is, she shakes his hand.

Noeleen Phoenix.

She smiles a little at him.

Eric: So what's a pretty girl like you doing here, huh?

Rookie Posts : 1037 Age : 29 Location : Hottie World

The Truth Has Set Me Free wrote:

Noeleen Phoenix wrote:

The Truth Has Set Me Free wrote:

Noeleen Phoenix wrote:: Noeleen Phoenix

Outside her locker room leaning against the wall just chilling since she arrives in rather early.

Eric Lindgren turns the corner, sees Noeleen and extends a hand.

Eric: Hi, Eric Lindgren.

Noeleen Phoenix

Confused at who the hell he is, she shakes his hand.

Noeleen Phoenix.

She smiles a little at him.

Eric: So what's a pretty girl like you doing here, huh?

Noeleen Phoenix

Well..

She thinks for a moment.

Came here to try and actually get matches, that obviously hasn't worked out so my cousin Casey infact made a deal with me that I can help him here at EFNW incase anything goes bad with him. Wish I had some sort of fight though.

Champion Posts : 2401

Ali Walker

*arrives after a long absence from EFNW*

Fang

*arrives to the EFNW arena and slowly walks to the boiler room*

OT: def being more active now.

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