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 21 
 on: January 05, 2009, 10:06:13 pm 
Started by Scorpio - Last post by Dragon~Demonico
Happy happy birthday to youuuuu!  Grin Hope it's a good one man  Afro

 22 
 on: January 05, 2009, 10:02:30 pm 
Started by Scorpio - Last post by Billy-j
Happy birthday Tyler, my tag partner lol! Afro

 23 
 on: January 05, 2009, 07:49:50 pm 
Started by Deka Zukito - Last post by Deka Zukito
That's the deadline. No more RPs.

Results go up tommorow.

 24 
 on: January 05, 2009, 07:20:52 pm 
Started by Billy-j - Last post by Billy-j
The scene opens on a corridor in the back stage of a HIW house show. Matt Marvel stands leaning against a wall reading a copy of ‘Professional Wrestling UK’ on the front is a variety of professional wrestlers from the UK including some of the superstars on the HIW roster. As Matt turns a page in the magazine Evan Davies walks past, closely followed by Morgan Jones. Evan is shouting at Morgan and seems to be in a very bad mood.

Evan: Come on, butt, you’ve got to keep training or you’ll never win back your title, or anything at all for that matter!


Morgan: Alright, boyo, keep your panties on, like


Morgan then sees Matt leaning against the wall.


Morgan: Hang on, boyo, I’ve got to talk to this guy, ‘e’s my partner this week, like

Evan: Alright, but don’t be long, you NEED to do this training!


Morgan: Alright, whatever, boyo.


Evan walks away, muttering under his breath angrily


Morgan: Hey Matt, Matt Marvel!


Matt looks up from the magazine.


Matt: Morgan Jones?


Morgan: Yeah, look I can’t stop for long.


Matt folds up the magazine then places it down on a box next to him, he folds his arms across his chest and stares at Morgan.


Matt: What do you want?


Morgan: Well, I saw your promo and I really just want to say that I’ve got your back, boyo and you know why?


Matt: No, why?


Morgan: It’s because I respect you, you are one of the few boyos in this company who I do respect.


Matt: um, thanks?


Morgan: I’m not a guy who respects every bird an boyo he meets, you know. Everyone I respect has earned it, an you are one of those people, boyo.


Matt: I’m glad to hear that, but is that all you’ve come here to see me for?


Morgan: Well, yeah, I guess, I just wanted to let you know, there’s nothing worse than a partner who your not sure if you trust them or not. I had it once and got stabbed in the back, and that hurt, you know. So I just wanted to say good luck, and partners?


He reaches out a hand and gives Matt a slightly nervous looking smile, obviously unsure of the response he’s going to get.


Matt: Well, Morgan, you and I aren’t really that different, we’ve both suffered a fair amount in our lives and we’re both in the same boat next week. So yeah, partners.


He takes Morgan’s hand in his and shakes it.


Morgan: Thanks, Matt it means a lot to me.


Suddenly the moment is broken by a shout from down the corridor


Evan: COME ON MORGAN!


Morgan: Got to go, boyo. See you in the ring


Matt: Alright, Morgan, good luck.


Evan: MORGAN!


Morgan: Hiel mien fuhrer! eh, Matt?
(he does a nazi-style salute, complete with a finger over his top lip to make a moustache)

Matt:
(laughing) Yeah

Morgan laughs along with him for a few seconds, he then waves a short goodbye and walks down the corridor, Matt shakes his head before picking his magazine up again and reopening at the page he was at before.


Matt: Now I understand why everyone’s been saying the same thing about him, he IS completely mental!


Matt leans back against the wall and the scene fades out on him.


 25 
 on: January 05, 2009, 04:38:30 pm 
Started by Scorpio - Last post by TheGreatOne
happy Birthday bro

 26 
 on: January 05, 2009, 11:00:39 am 
Started by Scorpio - Last post by Scorpio
... Tyler!

Have a good one mate Smiley

 27 
 on: January 05, 2009, 03:33:08 am 
Started by Bobby Azula - Last post by Bobby Azula
“Our Father in heaven,
   hallowed be your name,
your kingdom come,
   your will be done
      on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us today our daily bread.
Forgive us our debts,
      as we also have forgiven our debtors.
And lead us not into temptation,
   but deliver us from the evil one.” (Matthew 6: 9b-13, NIV)

Town and Country Hotel—San Diego, CA
Wednesday, December 31—Late Morning


Bobby had spent the length of the San Diego Winter Conference with the staff of Campus Crusade for Christ, specifically the Pacific Southwest region. Throughout the conference, Bobby had learned much about the organization’s mission to share the Gospel with campuses all over the world: the weekly meetings on campuses in America, the Summer Projects set up for students to evangelize in many different places in the world, and overall understanding the theme of the conference, “We Can Change the World.” And now, near the end of the morning’s main session, after a wonderful message from speaker Charmaine Lillenstrad, the emcees of the event had just introduced Bobby Azula as “someone who’s shown a new way of changing the world.” Bobby stepped up to the stage from the left, through the curtains. He smiled as the conference guests cheered, before one of the emcees began to interview him.

MC: “So, Bobby, I think the main question everyone wants to know is, what has your own involvement with God’s Word been like?”

Bobby smiled as he began to speak. He couldn’t help but feel that by asking him that, what they really wanted to know was, “What’s your connection with Campus Crusade?”

BA: “Well, I can’t say that I’ve been too heavily involved with, say, Campus Crusade—though I do have a few friends that are a part of the Cru in Cal State Long Beach.”

This drew a cheer from the section of the crowd with CSULB students.

BA: “However, for a while now I’ve been trying my best to share the Word with the world in professional wrestling, an area that is not considered the first place one looks for religion in.”

The crowd laughed at this, agreeing with his sentiment.

MC: “And how has that worked out for you?”

BA: “To be honest, I’ve had my ups and downs—but through it all, I try to focus on what matters most, and that’s Jesus Christ.”

MC: “Have you ever considered joining Campus Crusade as staff—you know, in case your wrestling doesn’t work out?”

BA: “I’m not really sure, but I’ve thought about working with you guys over in London, since that’s where my current employer is based in.”

This drew a cheer from the entire crowd, eager to have the young man be a part of their organization.

MC: “Well, thank you for your time, Bobby. I know you have a very busy schedule and we appreciate having you here.”

BA: “Thank you.”

The crowd cheered some more for Bobby as he left the stage, looking forward to showing the world a new side of himself—and showing his fellow wrestlers that he really means business as far as his Lord goes.

***

In all honesty, Purcell, I’ve heard your comments before, and they mean nothing to me. In fact, to prove just how silly you sound, I’m going to reiterate the closest things to “highlights” of your little speech, and explain some facts to you:

First, you give me a bunch of crap about how I “couldn’t handle” Dragon Demonico and “couldn’t start” my match with Crimson Mask. In case you weren’t paying attention…I came out first, and after Dragon did his business, where was Crimson Mask? Nowhere to be seen, I’m afraid…so, at least I was prepared for my match! The fact is, there WAS no match, because of what Dragon did.

Next, you talk about the “great wrestlers” you’ve beaten in HIW…and you start off by listing Dragon Demonico. He may be good, but you obviously don’t realize that I’ve beaten him, too. Remember when I beat him to retain my **** Title? Of course you don’t, because you’re more worried about your own career, your own ego. So, try that part about how I’ve only won against the scum of HIW again, please…because obviously, you miscalculated somewhere.

And of course, you poke fun of me for expressing my beliefs, claiming I’m mixing religion with business. I’m not even going to go into all the details about why being a Christian is more than just a religion…rather, allow me to explain something clear to you, Purcell: the fact that I’m willing to express the love I have for my Lord and Savior is something that YOU or anyone ELSE cannot stop me from doing.

I’m sorry if you feel “held back” or whatever—heck, I’m a little surprised that your connections with the boss hasn’t gotten you very far, either. Let’s face it, Jack: you may be good, but it’s obvious you don’t deserve a title right now. You’ll be lucky if you get a title SHOT any time soon, never mind actually winning one.

Feel better now, Purcell? I hope so, because I’ll be waiting for you in the ring at Vital Signs, and I’ll be ready. My name is Bobby Azula, and I’m nobody’s fool.

By the way, the name of that Pokémon town? It’s Azalea Town, not Azula. Nice try, though.

 28 
 on: January 04, 2009, 09:20:31 pm 
Started by Deka Zukito - Last post by Deka Zukito
10:42
January 4th 2000
London, England

It had been four days since the incident in the night club but today was relatively significant as I actually had to leave for work. I had booked time off in advance and it had conveniently fitted with the fact that there was a gang club boss that wanted to rip my **** throat out. It wasn’t exactly the best start to the millennium, being wanted by gang bosses. I woke up and quickly lit up a cigarette as I opened the fridge, absolutely starving for breakfast only to find a yogurt. What was worse was that it was banana flavoured. What was even worse it was out of date. What was even worse was that I was so **** hungry I actually ate it. I wasn’t going to go out of the house unless I absolutely needed to, even if it did mean eating out of date yogurt for breakfast. I quickly got changed and left the house, double locking the door and not taking any time in getting towards Tottenham Court Road tube station. I was nervous as I looked around, thinking I was going to get jumped at any minute. The rumbling of my stomach from the out of date yogurt didn’t make matters any better. I quickly went into the underground using my new travel card to get in. I was quickly approached by a fat man, balding, holding an old briefcase looking completely lost as he started to talk to me.

”Sorry to be such a hassle! I was wondering if you could direct me to the Central line” I looked back at him as he smiled innocently at me. Something had to be up, how he could not see the red sign for the central line that was right above my head bewildered me. I looked into his eyes and he gave me a dumb smile. I sniggered as I walked away.

”Funny, as if you can’t see the massive sign reading “central line” right above my head” He looked genuinely embarrassed as I walked away as he waddled off to the escalator. Turns out the guy didn’t want to job me; then again I should have known that, no gang would hire a balding man unless he was actually the boss but I had met the boss. He was Japanese and wanted me to join his little yakuza gang which in all fairness looking back on it from the position I now sit in was like a chimp’s tea party. I went down to the Northern Line and took the train to Euston which was the closest station to where I worked. To be honest, if I wasn’t such a lazy twat at the time I could have cycled but I used to be one of those freaks who didn’t want to risk anything. Then again, nowadays I would be safer on the roads than the trains with all the **** happening these days.

I was walking to my office building and it was starting to feel like a normal day apart from my inevitable stomach ache from breakfast, if they had subway back in 2000 then I would have just got a meatball marinara for breakfast but sadly all they dealt in those days was MacDonald’s and to be honest, I’d rather eat the contents of the Queen’s arse crack than have a big Mac. I was just round the corner when I heard someone shout to me.

”Oi! Nobhead!” His lack of decent vocabulary and Essex accent were a give away. As soon as I turned around I would be greeted by a runt in a hooded jumper wearing a pair of trackies smoking a cheap roll up cigarette wanting my wallet. I guess we could sum them up these days as a chav but the term wasn’t so widespread back at the turn of this century. Back then I was a frail man, I didn’t thrive on power. I sat through an office job like every other average guy in the country. I wasn’t a massive tycoon who struck fear into the hearts of most people I knew. I wasn’t successful like I am now. I turned round full of fear to the kid that was right in my face.

”Give us your phone, or we **** rush ya’” ”Great” I thought. There were two of these little obnoxious runts that couldn’t be bothered to go into school. Just when I thought getting into trouble with a club boss couldn’t get any worse, I had a few chavs after me and my possession. I tried to ignore them, hoping that they would **** off somewhere else but obviously that wasn’t going to work. As I turned away and I felt a harsh thump on the back of my head as I stumbled down. That was the end of my Nokia phone, I guess it was a good enough excuse to get a Samsung. It was still **** annoying though, degrading more than anything, I mean, I could afford a new phone but the fact I’d just been mugged. That pissed me off a lot.

I got into the office and quickly got to my work. The usually office job, spreadsheet, word document, spreadsheet, lunch break, spreadsheet, go home. Repeat cycle until the weekend. It was a boring repetitive job and it wasn’t until then I realised it. I started to think as I added up a few accounts. What I did was so boring. Everything was just a repetition day after day. I needed a change and that made me think.

The offer on New Years Eve.

If I worked for the gang bosses. My life would be different and now looking back on it. It is, every day has a new challenge. Every day has a new person to put back in their place. I accepted the offer and since then I have grown from strength to strength. Nobody can stop me, I’m the most powerful man in the company of HIW and own so many people aspiring to be just like me. All the people who work the offices have no idea, they think living a good willing life is good.

They’ve got no idea. Power is everything and you cannot be happy in life if you don’t have power.

<<<>>>

What a **** joke Johnny. I offer to help you, I offer to make you twice the superstar you could ever be without me and you just throw it back in my face. You see Johnny, if you’re not intelligent enough to accept my offer to help you then you’re not worthy of my expertise. You can keep going with your chick who is holding you back and you’ll never get any further than you are now. You’ll be remembered as a great in HIW but not the greatest in the world. Somebody else will come along for HIW and take that spot, maybe Matt Marvell? Maybe Dragon Demonico? I see potential in those guys, maybe they would be a bit smarter than to turn me down and attempt to belittle me like you just have.

I honestly couldn’t believe you were that arrogant to think that I just want you off the scene? I don’t want to take you off the scene. I want to make you. Well I think I’m stretching it a bit there. I want to make money, but that involves making someone a superstar so I can make major money. Unlike you, I’m not just a guy who’s good at wrestling.

Unlike you Johnny, I’m actually intelligent.

As much as you seem to believe that I’m a liar, just increases the stupidity on your part. You have no idea how powerful I am. I can make or break you and when I say that I can break you. I mean literally and thus metaphorically as well.

Or are all these big words getting a bit difficult for you Johnny? Do you want me to scale it down for you? I may as well get you a copy of the first Harry Potter novel while I’m at it. It’s a good read for a guy with the intelligence of a teenager. You see, I’m not going to deny your physical dominance of HIW; I’m actually a guy who will sing your praises more than anyone here. But I’m also the guy who is the first to notice your flaws. Your flaws like your average intelligence and your girlfriend who is holding you back.

I can point out your lack of intelligence by your mediocre at best counter argument that you gave me regarding my theory on The Beatles. You see, Sir Paul lost his chick to cancer, she was out of the picture and he was successful. As for Lennon, he had his fifteen minutes of fame and then retired. Probably just to shag the woman that split up the great band he was in. Samantha will do the same to you Johnny, she’ll drive you away. You could be the best like Lennon could have been. But she’ll drive you away.

Wait a minute, let me correct myself. You could be second best, I forgot to count myself.

But back to the point I was at. She’ll drive you away like Yoko did to John. It’s perfectly obvious she was his careers downfall. And as soon as he was ready to get back up there, bang. A psycho had got there first and put him up in the stars. McCartney didn’t do anything while he was with stumpy either, apart from lost about a quarter of his life savings to the money grabbing ****. Notice a recurring trait here? The women **** up the men’s career. Have one for the cooking, have one for the cleaning. Having one for your own commitment? It’s only a setback buddy.

You can’t put it any other way. I’m that stubborn that you could ram any bullshit down my throat and I won’t buy it. Be honest about this, what benefit does that woman do for you? Except empty your bank account on pointless clothes that all you want to do is rip off of her before getting inside her, like the rest of the locker room will in good time. Once you do the right thing and chuck her and especially after she’s had the kid Johnny. That’s right the stories have hit the internet, we know she’s up the duff. As soon as she has that kid, Elton John is going to turn you on more than she will.

She’ll be gone in a matter of months. Providing you know what your doing. The kid will just be another thing holding you and your career back. Once you have a little snotty nosed bastard, your life is over. So do the right thing while you can, get rid of them.

And one other thing Johnny. I know you may have some heat with The Experts but use your **** brain! Although your arguments to me are beginning to suggest you don’t have one that goes past the compatibility of a kid in high school. Use your head though, if you want to great controversy, cash and attention, then you want to win the True Experts title. Give a real kick in the bollocks to those guys that **** you over all those years ago. Just think how great it would be for you if walked out of the next Experts Supershow as the champion. You could do that with my help.

Two straps of extremely valuable gold, a massive pay cheque and security from the toughest son of a **** in the world. I must be tempting you more and more by the minute. That’s if you have a spot of intelligence in your brain.

You see, I won’t injure, unless you make life difficult for yourself on Vital Signs. But I just want to beat you, send you’re off your high horse crashing back down to the ground. I want to prove to you that there is a hell of a lot more to wrestling than what you currently have. There is a hell of a lot more to life than you have now. It’s time that someone proved it to you, even if it does cost you a tooth or two. Or maybe the default alignment of your nose. One stamp of authority is what it takes. The end result is inevitable a win for me and a lose for you but in the long term, it isn’t a loss. In the long term it’s a victory because it will be the moment you realise how much you could be with a few alterations. It’s about time that you realised because you’ve been hanging around in the midtown for far too long. You could really be someone, you just need someone to show you the light, direct you. Your alliance with Scorpio is fair enough but there are better people than Scorpio. People who know what they are doing when it comes to running a place.

There is a reason that Scorpio gets me to run his show. Because he knows that I will do a better job than him, he knows that I can make more money running the show than if he booked it with **** generic cards that nobody wants to see. I draw the money makers. As soon as they saw Deka Zukito vs. Johnny Stylez for this weeks Vital Signs, all the tickets were sold in seconds. That’s how good I am. Now all I need to do is phase two which is make you realise what you could be. Then we are all going to be rolling in it. We will really be in the **** money. All you need is someone to keep you in line, stop you from going astray with unneeded side projects like a family.

It’s time to go to the big leagues Johnny. Getting there will hurt you but I’m not afraid of hurting someone. I’ve hurt enough people in my time for their own good.

Your going somewhere and your journey starts now, with a stamp of authority.[/color


 29 
 on: January 03, 2009, 11:36:23 am 
Started by TheGreatOne - Last post by Scorpio
HIW has so far amassed #1, #2, #3, #4 and #5 through the time its been apart of the experts... we rock Smiley

 30 
 on: January 03, 2009, 03:48:36 am 
Started by TheGreatOne - Last post by TheGreatOne
Seems all it took was some in character bitching to crack the top five of the eXperts (I Kid) But for real, this is the highest ranked Ive ever gotten with the eXperts and to say the least I am happy to be there. I hope Ive been doing you fuckers proud!

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