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| [SCW-CW] Katie Steward vs. [Majestic] Matt Matlock; Icons Bracket - Regular Match | |
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| Allocco | Feb 19 2012, 04:27 PM Post #1 |
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| The Matlock | Mar 8 2012, 11:38 PM Post #2 |
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Don't you just hate it when life gets in your way? Following what happened at "Call to Power", I was determined to come out in force for the God of Wrestling tournament. However, I suffered damaged recording equipment thanks to an accident, and on top of that I caught a cold. Unfortunately for one Katie Steward, all that has passed, and with two days to go until the big event, it seems that the so called queen of queens has no desire to earn her throne. That means it is now up to me to seize the opportunity, and prove what I've been saying all along; and what is that? That I am the fucking GOD of wrestling, what else? It was shortly after 'Call to Power', where my quest to become the new Majestic Wrestling Heritage Champion ended in failure; at least for now. I had something else on my mind, and I knew I did not put my best foot forward in the match. The Scorpion had come out in force as always, but Peterson? He brought a new fire with him that I had not yet seen. Deep down, I was starting to regret bashing his face in. It was an attempt to send a message to the roster and teach a lesson; instead I seem to have unleashed a beast I may not be able to conquer. The match was playing on the television screen in my hotel room, as I held a glass of whiskey in hand. I watched as the end of the match played on screen, and Peterson took the cheap way out, putting his feet on the ropes in what was possibly the only time the little fuck would ever pin me in his career. My cell phone rang, and I picked it up. It was just the person I had been looking to speak to. Yes? Ah, Mr. Micheals, how are you? .....You know I only call you redneck when we're on TV. Look there was a reason I was calling you. Remember those "God of Wrestling" tournaments that Wrestling 2000 used to hold? Yes, like the one that you won, and I didn't. Well I've found another promotion that's been holding their own God of Wrestling tournament for the past couple of years now. Guess who's in it, eh? Heh heh. Yeah it's this Friday, and it's being held by Majestic Wrestling. Be sure to tune in and see how a real 'god of wrestling' gets the job done, alright? ....What? No I'm not going to take any advice from you. Just watch me kick some asses, alright? And spread the word. I want everyone else to know as well. I hung up the phone, tossing it onto the table. I took another shot of whiskey as I rewinded the DVD and watched the end of the match again. Well played Lance Peterson. Well played. You better hope you don't run across me in the tournament though. You won't get lucky twice. It's a sunny day outside, as various people walk in and out of a large upscale shopping mall. There are some couples holding hands, young businessmen, and of course, the ever fashion concious fashionista type chicks. One such woman walks out of the building, bearing an ever so slight resemblance to one Katie Steward, the supposed queen of the queens and my first obstacle in the God of Wrestling tournament. She stands there, admiring herself with a mirror for a moment. Her valley girl type voice can be heard talking to someone on a cell phone. Like, oh ma gawd. You should see the dress they had on sale. Fabulous! And these like, sexy panties! The boys will like, love 'em! I love driving them boys crazy. So like, come on and hurry and get me. I wanna get home! We see now that the camera is hanging out the side of a car window, and the engine of the car is heard starting now. As we drive along, the camera pulls away from the girl. However then it turns around, and drives very fast in her direction. A puddle is seen on the ground near the girl, no doubt a product left behind by recent melted snow. With the large puddle and velocity of the vehicle, a huge surge of water strikes the female as the car drives passed, soaking the diva and no doubt her clothes, probably ruining her makeup along the way as well. Poor bitch. The camera pans now to find yours truly in the driver's seat, smirking and laughing my ass off as the car pulls out of the parking lot and onto the main road. Ha ha ha! You see the look on that girl's face? Glorious! You know who else is going to have a face like that? Katie Steward! You see Katie is one of those girls who thinks she is the cock of the walk. You take one look at the profile she submitted for the tournament, and it's clearly evident. Goddess of Desire? Crown Jewel? Supreme Diva? Please! If there's ever been anything I can't stand, it's stuck up fashion whores who consider themselves so much better then the rest of us. Guess what Katie? Your looks aren't going to get you anywhere in this tournament. You and me, we're at opposite ends of the spectrum. You're obviously this supposed object of desire, and you've been turning as many heads as you've beaten in. Me? Look at me. I'm one ugly son of a bitch. And please don't bring that up in your promo. You need better material then "you're ugly" to try and hurt my feelings. But I have fought my entire career to get to where I'm at right now. And as good as you think you are? I've done it before you and done it better. You might be five years old then me, but you've also been in this business less time then me. You really have no idea what you're getting into. The engine roars as we take a turn around a corner onto another straight road. You call yourself the queen of queens right? Well go ahead and be the queen of all the other queens, that's fine. Me? I'm just a king. Of what? I'm a king of everything. You might mock the fact I call myself "The Crownless King"; it's been done before. But here's the thing Katie. I've been called the best wrestler in the entire world, yet I have no belt or championship to call my own right now. I am a champion without a title, and a king with no crown. I don't really need one to know I'm dominant, but it's good to have one nonetheless. Majestic Wrestling holds some of the fiercest competition around. I'm not sure what the competition looks like over yonder in Supreme Championship Wrestling since I've never heard of the place. But you look at this place, and you'll see one thing. I've only been pinned twice. The first time I got pinned? The referee knocked me out and put my opponent's body on me. The second time? My opponent used the ropes. My only other loss? Count out. What this means Katie is you have an upwards battle ahead of you. If the best men in this company can't take me out, what makes you think you can? I mean hell, you're a foot shorter for one thing. And you're "diva weight" which means you give up most likely one hundred pounds. Hey don't get me wrong. I'm not discounting you due to being a female. I've had my ass kicked by plenty of talented females in my career. I just don't see you as talented. The car turns again now, and pulls into a driveway. The cameraman gets out on one side, and I get out on the other. I lean on the hood of the car, looking into the camera now. The fact is Katie, is that I've been calling myself 'god' ever since I am to this place. Just like I've said to everyone else, your arms are too short to box with god. This tournament is only red tape, it's only a farce if you will. My victory is already assured since I am god and I need only to win this tournament to prove it. It doesn't say anything about there being a "goddess". Although you are more then welcome to become part of my harem once I rise to godhood. Heh heh. That's all you have to look forward to anyway Katie; getting fucked. Because when you get into the ring with me? All bets will be off, and I will make you regret entering the tournament. The queen of queens? She will be made to bow before the crownless king. Fade out. |
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| Dresser Boys | Mar 9 2012, 11:24 PM Post #3 |
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SCW Queen of Queens | Katie Steward | "Her Trip to Vancouver" |
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